In the Doghouse - Chapter 35
“Just hold on a little longer!”
Courtney, having lost her grip on the loop, was stomping her feet in frustration. Richard straightened his back and grabbed her hand as she struggled to undo the necklace.
“I’m, I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine…”
Slowly catching his breath, he guided her hand onto his knee. The heat from his muscular leg radiated through to her palm, and Courtney couldn’t help but swallow nervously.
Richard placed his hand over the back of hers, slowly pulling it upward. Her palm slid from his knee to his thigh, the heat intensifying the closer she got to his g***n.
He pressed her hand firmly against his crotch. She felt the thick, hard metal of the chastity belt, and beneath it, the searing heat and the pulse of his erxctixn, as if it would burn her.
Blood rushed to her head in an instant, and Courtney’s face burned with embarrassment. Richard leaned in, his voice low as he whispered in her ear.
“I’m always like this when I think of you, Courtney. Really, it’s fine.”
“Let… let go.”
Richard immediately released her, the little force he’d been using disappearing at once. Courtney jerked her hand away as if she’d touched fire. The warm greenhouse fell into a still silence. Richard let out a relaxed sigh, his face now unburdened.
She rubbed her hand absentmindedly, though it wasn’t hurting. Her heart pounded wildly, and a strange feeling churned in her chest and stomach.
Courtney bit her lower lip hard, glaring at him. Richard, for someone who had just done something so shameless, looked at her with innocent, gentle eyes. Seeing her struggle to find the words, he spoke first.
“…I was wrong. I apologize.”
“So you know that you’re wrong?”
Courtney shot back. Richard struggled to suppress the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. His heart was full of joy, but he knew that smiling would only make her more upset.
Courtney was the one who really felt wronged. She didn’t like the situation at all. She had only meant to play along with his perversion, but now she was the one feeling strange. She spoke firmly, emphasizing each word.
“Keep it on. It’s a punishment, after all.”
“Yes.”
“And! You’re getting another punishment. You rubbed my hand there without permission.”
“Anything you say.”
Richard’s blue eyes sparkled with excitement.
Courtney wracked her brain furiously. She was determined to come up with a punishment so terrible that even this perverted Crown Prince would be shocked. But was there really a way to punish a man who’d happily endure anything? Her confidence quickly waned.
Richard, meanwhile, took her hand and kissed the back of it softly.
“Courtney, what will my punishment be?”
“I’m thinking about it!”
She shook off his hand and gave him a light slap on the back of his. Even after being hit, Richard was still smiling. Frustrated, Courtney blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
“A reflection paper!”
“Pardon?”
“Write a reflection paper!”
Courtney felt quite proud of herself. It wasn’t s-xual at all, and Richard would get no pleasure from it. It was the perfect punishment.
For a moment, Richard looked puzzled, but he soon nodded in agreement.
“Understood. How many pages?”
“Ten! The deadline is next week!”
Courtney sipped her now lukewarm tea, savoring the floral aroma. She was immensely satisfied, thinking she had finally gotten the upper hand over the perverted prince.
She couldn’t have imagined what would happen next week.
That the insane Crown Prince would turn the reflection paper into a series of obscene, filthy love letters.
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Courtney’s hand trembled as she held the paper. Typical of the Crown Prince, Richard’s handwriting was flawlessly elegant, not a stroke out of place. But the contents of those beautifully written sentences were anything but.
「 On the day you accepted my proposal, I buried my face into the cushion at your feet and mxstxrbated until I almost suffocated. I wish you would sit on my face with your bottom. Regardless, I reflect deeply. 」
「 On the day you slapped my cheek, I couldn’t calm down no matter how many times I came. I ended up mxstxrbating eight times that night. I reflect deeply. 」
「 At Lady Delvin’s tea party, I spent the whole time imagining you attaching a leash to my neck and dragging me around in front of everyone like a dog. I stayed aroused the entire time. I also reflect on this deeply. 」
The reflection paper was a nightmare from start to finish. Ten pages filled with nothing but Richard’s disgusting fantasies and details of his mxstxrbatory habits.
Reflection, my a*s. Courtney wanted to tear the paper to shreds and wash her eyes out with water.
「 Last night, I dreamed that I had shrunk down to the size of a finger and was worn as an ornament on your necklace. The suffocating bliss of being stuck between your ample brxxsts was so overwhelming, I nearly had a wet dream. I reflect on this, too, urgently. 」
“Insane…”
