Bridal Lessons - Chapter 39
His large hand gathered her legs together and then moved up to press firmly beside Rosen’s navel.
“You’re showing me everything. All the way inside.”
“Stop it, ugh…”
His calm tone was measured, but Rosen realized he was speaking in the same teasing manner he often used when he lightly joked with her. A Grand Duke making jokes—others couldn’t imagine it, but with her, it was different. His tone, as if soothing a child, only made her angrier.
“If you show such things to a man, you should get married to him. Right?”
He spoke casually, glancing at Rosen’s face as she turned away from him. Something snapped inside her at those words. The thought that he would eventually marry a noblewoman fitting for the Grand Duchy after using her as a vent for his frustrations made her uncontrollably angry and sorrowful. Rosen, driven to her limit, covered her brxxsts with her hands and shouted.
“That’s why I’m asking you to let me go! Why are you doing this? You’re going to marry someone else anyway…”
“…Someone else?”
But her words seemed to upset Iscarion. He brought his cold, stern face closer.
“What, are you planning to marry another man as soon as you leave here?”
“No, it’s just that, you… ah!”
“Come here.”
His lowered voice sounded chilling. Iscarion lifted her from behind, placing his arms under her thighs and raising her effortlessly.
Startled by the sudden elevation, Rosen froze. He carried her to the large mirror at the front of the bathroom. Seeing herself suspended with her legs spread and hooked over his arms, Rosen’s eyes widened.
“…!”
When he slightly adjusted the angle, her naked body, including the flushed insides of her entrance and its intimate details, was vividly reflected in the mirror. Her lower body’s hair, wet and clinging to her skin, along with the glistening, tidy folds, created an even more obscene appearance. The massive erxctixn poking her from behind added to the scene.
“Look closely, Rosen.”
“Ah…”
“Don’t even think about meeting anyone else after leaving here. I intend to make sure you can’t be satisfied with anyone but me.”
“Ugh, ah, ah!”
“I like your body quite a lot… I don’t think I’ll get tired of it easily.”
He whispered sinisterly, biting her small earlobe. The heavy glans parted her folds and pushed into her, spreading her wide open. Rosen, with her eyes wide, watched in the mirror as the huge shaft was slowly engulfed by her body.
Each inch of the thick column entering her made it hard for Rosen to breathe. She could see the thin skin around her navel bulging as it accommodated the strange shape.
Slap!
Finally fully inserted, the member pressed against her most sensitive spot, making Rosen tremble violently in mid-air.
“Ah!”
“Huff…”
“Ah, ah, mm…”
“You’re taking it well, like a good girl.”
He murmured in a low voice, biting her slender, trembling neck.
***
Some time had passed since Rosen had been confined to the annex by Iscarion.
“What do you think? Staying here until I’m fully satisfied, repaying me with your body for raising you all this time.”
Iscarion had kept his word about taking payment with her body. He embraced Rosen daily and subjected her to lascivious training, supposedly to make her able to properly accept him.
Naked and stimulated all over in front of a mirror, forcibly joining with him, Rosen tried to endure, but her body, newly awakened to s-xual pleasure, grew more sensitive. Even though it was shameful, each humiliating moment of climaxing while naked with her legs spread wide in front of Iscarion never got easier.
“Ah, no, stop! Ugh, ah, mm…!”
“Rosie, I told you not to resist.”
The object, akin to a weapon, thrust repeatedly, squelching against her now slick inner walls. Iscarion, with a terrifyingly stern face, gripped the insides of her calves tightly, driving his massive member in to the hilt each time. The thin skin of her belly bulged visibly with the shape of his glans.
When the blunt tip pressed and scraped the upper part near her entrance, an unbearable sensation surged through her. She couldn’t help but let out shameful, desperate cries.
