Chapter 187 – What to Do When You Witness the Shocking Nature of Someone You Care About?

“…What is this? Is this a torture chamber?”

Princess Aria, who still has a pure and untainted conception of sex, looked at her room for SM play and asked a question.

Perhaps because she intuitively decorated the room with whips, low-temperature candles, bunk beds, and triangular wooden horses, the answers were similar to those without knowledge. For those who don’t have that taste, it seemed easy to understand because SM play is just an act of inflicting pain on the body.

Originally, even Angelica, who is dark in modern culture, should be shocked, but with the help of Yuna, after steadily stepping on sex education through video media, she was well aware of what would happen in the future. However, since what she knew and explained were different, she hesitated on how to explain to Princess Arya, and asked a small question.

“How will we do it?”
“Wouldn’t it be better to tell it as it is? The princess is also an adult.”

Not only is she at an age where she can judge and think for herself, but she has lived a life where she has been forced to grow older than her age as a princess.

She was optimistic that she wouldn’t be shocked by the tendency of a precocious princess to suffer for her pleasure. Angelica spoke cautiously as she hesitated, but then she decided to respect my opinion.

“Princess Arya. Some people feel pleasure below a certain level of pain.”
“Are you kidding me? It can’t be, can it?”
“It is quite a popular taste that the intensity of pain is weak. For example, hitting the buttocks or chest with the palm of your hand to make a sound. Or anything that involves pulling sensitive areas.”

Her princess’s eyes narrowed and she cast her suspicious glance at Angelica. Angelica, who has actually experienced her slight pain turning into her pleasure, but she can’t openly tell the current princess that it feels good to slap her butt while rubbing her nipples while putting her breasts together. The situation seemed grim.

“If you find it hard to believe, you will soon find out. Because the unconscious existence in the form of the princess will bring out the hidden nature of the knight Flolight.”

Coincidentally, in Floorite’s unconscious mind, the fake Princess Arya, who had taken the initiative, was handcuffing Flolight’s wrists with a bewitching smile.

“Yes, Her Highness the Princess.”
“Please don’t move. No, don’t move It’s an order.”

As she tried to escape from her command, Florite’s body reflexively stiffened. Her handcuffs were so tight that she could not undo them alone in that short time. Looking down at her self-knight, who anxiously looked at her handcuffs, Princess Arya licked her lips.

“Florite. What does this look like?”
“It’s a riding whip… That’s it.”
“That is correct.”

Princess Arya stabbed Florite in the chest with the tip of her springy riding whip. As she flinched at the uncomfortable sensation she felt on her clothes, she was whipped with the sound of cutting the wind.

“Hey, hey…”

The clothes Flolight wore for stealth had changed into a thin dress according to her desire. The sharpness of the whip ripped through the dress, causing her full breasts to stick out between the torn clothes.

“I ordered you not to move.”
“Ah, ugh…”

Flolight swallowed her saliva at the sound of her master’s warm yet somewhat excited voice. Fortunately for her, Arya didn’t swing her whip, as if she didn’t count that much for moving.

Instead, Princess Arya whipped her breasts with her hand, which did not hold her whip, as a red mark appeared on her chest where her whip had gone through.

“Ah, uhhhhh… Princess… You shouldn’t do something like this.”
“No? Who do you think I am? Princess and successor to the Empire. And I am your lord.”
“Hak, hah… But, that’s the idea of ​​a tyrant.”
“Tyrant. You mean a tyrant? Under.”

Princess Arya let out a sigh as if she had heard her nonsense, and then tore off her clothes with a whip, exposing her breasts on the other side.

“Then, what is Flolight, who has been staring at my hand wielding a whip as if looking forward to it from a while ago? What about the screams mixed with joy when hit?”
“Lord, Lord-“
“There. Did you know you didn’t know As usual and even now, you’re staring at my body as if you’re licking it, making excuses like escorting me. Shame on a knight for an obscene pervert who wants to be eaten by his lord.”

As the harsh words poured out, Flolight shook his head as if it was not true. Because of that, the two large breasts, which might be uncomfortable for a knight, swayed under the obscene red lighting.

“That’s a misunderstanding, hehe…!”
“What misunderstanding are you talking about? With your nipples hardened like this, you can feel how excited you are, even with a whip.”

As Flolight continued to breathe heavily with her flushed face, Princess Aria recommended with her foxy smile.

“Would you like to make me feel better?”

It was an obvious provocation. Flourite nodded her head with an ecstatic look on her face, even as she realized that if she accepted it, she would be thoroughly grounded.

Princess Arya giggled and lowered her upper body. When the atmosphere was about to kiss her, Florite couldn’t help feeling embarrassed and closed her eyes. She couldn’t feel the soft touch even though it was already past the time for her lips to touch. Instead, she suddenly felt hot, wet breath in her ear.

“Fool. Did you expect An obscene pervert article.”

Floorite woke up in anger at her playful voice and saw her white buttocks. Before she could say anything, the ass of Princess Arya, who had taken off her underwear, crushed her face.

“Woo bum..!”
“Oh, it’s tickling…! Whoops.”

She let out a delightful voice, expressing that the florites on her hips tickled her breathing and struggles. She lifted her handcuffed arms and tried to push her away, but she was of no help as Princess Arya held her hands down so that she could not move.

“Ah, Florite is pervert. Look how wet it is even when it’s crushed on her ass.”

Florite felt a sudden coolness between her legs. She looked down and her underwear was off to her ankles, and her dress was rolled up, leaving nothing to protect her precious place.

“It’s even warmer than other places. Are you that excited? And. I’m disappointed. I love to suffer like this, but can I properly escort you?”

It was an unfair tone of voice that undermined what she had accumulated so far, but her florite excitement rose each time. She seemed to be immersed in a situation where she was unilaterally crushed by her princess, who had not undergone any physical training, and was sexually indulged in her. Anyway, it’s what her own subconscious wants, so there’s no way she won’t fall for it.

“What kind of punishment should she give to Flolight, who was powerlessly overpowered by me, who had never lifted anything heavier than tableware? Huh?”

She even thought about it for a while. Princess Arya lifted her ass, which had been crushing her. She finally can breathe at ease when Florite tries to let out her breath mixed with wistfulness. Princess Arya aimed precisely at her lips and lowered her waist.

“Hey…?”

Florite’s eyes widened at the moist and hot feeling on her lips. Princess Arya’s wet cunt, just like her own, was touching her lips.

Her body moved before she thought. He pulled her tongue out and licked all over her cunt, finding the clitoris. As she gently stroked and stimulated the clitoris she found, with the tip of her tongue, Princess Aria let out a painful moan and gasped.

“Heh, uhm… That’s quite right. However, the article is still disqualified. Eh, maybe it’s about a pet dog.”

Florite pressed her tongue into her cunt, feeling her emotions.

“Wow!”

Princess Arya, startled by the moisture that had suddenly entered her, let her scream and clamped her tongue at the same time. Seeing the vulgar puppy licking the inside of her cunt to her heart’s content, Princess Aria shouted as her body trembled.

“Hak, hehe, no, no, I can’t. Puppies with less spoiled habits need training.”

As Princess Arya stood up, several long strands of silvery thread were made between her legs and between Florite’s lips. The princess quickly put her rope around the neck of her knight, her knight, and pulled it.

Even though she is not that strong, she arrives in front of the triangular wooden horse because of her subconscious desire to be dragged.

The triangular wooden horse had no sharp edges, and was designed to give pleasure rather than pain. Flourite’s face was watering and her eyes were full of happiness as she forced herself atop the triangular horse, slapping her hips with her riding whip.

The real Princess Arya covered her face with both her hands and kept peeking at the unconsciousness of her Flolight through the cracks of her fingers.

“This, this, this is impossible. There’s no way I would do something like that, and more than anything else, Florite, who was always trustworthy and dignified, wanted this.”
“Then shall we try it? I’ll wake you up, so give obscene curses and instructions like the princess in the unconscious. If you don’t comply, I’ll put you back to sleep and make things right as it was a dream.”
“I’m like… Uh…”

The troubled princess accepted my offer, believing that Florite would never be such a vulgar woman, and that she should live here in a lofty and reliable place.