In the Doghouse - Chapter 34
Courtney was plopped down onto the sofa, tilting her head back to gaze upward. The ceiling, made of transparent glass, allowed her to see the blue sky with clouds drifting by. Richard placed the tea and snacks from the tray in front of them and asked,
“Do you like it?”
“Yes. I wonder what it looks like when it rains.”
“You can come and see when it does.”
Courtney remained silent at his response. She realized now was not the time to be distracted by the scenery. In just three weeks, she would be living in the palace for the rest of her life.
“Courtney, perhaps…”
“No. I haven’t changed my mind.”
Before he could ask, Courtney cut him off. Despite the turmoil in her heart, she had no intention of backing out of the marriage.
Yesterday, a special guest had visited the Devon household—a well-traveled scholar with extensive knowledge. Despite being someone who rarely accepted students, even with large sums offered by high-ranking nobles, he had agreed to become Edvard’s tutor. All because she was soon to become the Crown Princess.
Trying to dismiss the awkwardness of her behavior in the audience hall, Courtney spoke in a teasing tone.
“Are you the one reconsidering the marriage, Your Highness?”
“Of course not.”
Richard smirked. He had no intention of letting her go. If she was still hesitating, he planned to lay another trap. He would dig an even deeper hole, filling it with sweeter bait.
Richard sat beside her, pouring tea for both of them. The scent of floral tea spread throughout the already flower-filled space.
He could easily guess why Courtney seemed troubled. If she wasn’t hesitating about the marriage, then it must be about that. Still, he didn’t want to bring it up first. It would be better if she asked, or even if she kept thinking about it until the wedding day.
Eventually, Courtney’s patience wore thin, and she spoke up.
“Richard, about… you know…”
“Yes, say whatever you wish.”
“Are you… still, um, in that… condition?”
A breath of laughter escaped his lips. Unlike the shameless Richard, Courtney’s face turned bright red as soon as she asked. He casually replied,
“Shall I show you?”
Courtney frantically shook her head side to side. She was already regretting bringing it up.
Even though neither of them had explicitly mentioned it, they both knew what they were talking about.
The chastity belt he had locked himself into, to restrain his cxck.
The key, which he had reluctantly given her, was still in Courtney’s possession. She pulled on the chain around her neck, fishing out the key hidden under her clothes.
“I have the key, so you can stop now.”
“I intended to keep it on until the wedding day.”
“Are you crazy? There are still three weeks left!”
Courtney practically shouted.
The trouble had started when they had been exploring the shop, while she was asking about the purpose of various objects. One strange item had caught her eye—a cylindrical frame of twisted metal with a round metal ring locked in place.
When she had asked what it was, Richard had explained that it was a male chastity belt.
And then…
‘Now that I think about it, this seems fitting.’
He had requested the belt as a form of punishment, both for his earlier rudeness and for losing control in the basxmxnt. He vowed to wear it until the day of their wedding.
Courtney had been horrified but had been unable to stop him. The alternative punishments he had proposed were far worse.
She looked at him with concern, glancing between his face and his crotch.
“Doesn’t it hurt?”
“It’s punishment, after all.”
Richard answered matter-of-factly.
Since Richard had put it on himself in a private room, Courtney hadn’t seen what it actually looked like inside his pants. Given the differences in their bodies, she couldn’t even imagine the pain he was enduring.
Yet the image of the chastity belt she had glimpsed kept floating in her mind. Even then, it had looked far too small.
“If something goes wrong with your…”
“That won’t happen. I’m still reacting perfectly fine just by seeing you.”
He casually made a rather embarrassing statement. Once again, Courtney felt a surge of indignation. It seemed like she was left to bear all the embarrassment that Richard didn’t feel. She responded with a sullen tone,
“It must not be so bad if you can handle it. Then go ahead and keep wearing it.”
Richard winced. His half-erxct cxck became fully hard in response to her words.
The thick wires of the chastity belt tightly squeezed his erxctixn, which had no space to expand.
His breathing immediately grew ragged, and Courtney, alarmed, scrambled in a panic.
“W-What’s wrong? Does it hurt after all?”
Courtney reached for the back of her neck. To take out the key, she needed to remove the necklace. She found the loop, but her fingers kept slipping.
Richard stared at the key dangling from her chest, his voice strained as he asked,
“Have you been wearing it around your neck this whole time?”
“If I lose it, that would be a disaster.”
The necklace chain was fairly loose, meaning the key must have been deeply nestled between her brxxsts the entire time.
The realization sent all the blood rushing to one place in Richard’s body, and he could no longer hold back, bending forward in a pitiful display.
“Nngh…!”
