Chapter 123 The Price of Unconditional Trust and a Servant’s Secret Fantasies
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The moment he announced the skill creation, Ashley’s face burst open. It bloomed like a beautiful flower.
That smile was dazzling. It made him remember the girl she once was. She was carefree. This sight made him forget they were in the flesh room. That room was meant to violate a woman. He just stared at her.
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Yet, she did not instantly say Yes. He thought she would accept it without thinking. It meant being offered up on the altar of flesh. It meant feeling her Master’s secret art. But her eyes were narrowed. They suddenly flew open. Her gaze moved, searching the air. It was as if she hunted for the right words. He asked if something was wrong with her. Ashley looked very serious. She looked up at him. She asked a question in a quiet voice.
”It is… it is not that, Master. Of course, she is happy. . . but, coming back from Shelm-sama’s place, everything has been so fast. Did you really get the proper permission for this skill creation?” she asked. Her voice showed her caution.
”Ah, of course. . . um? . . . wait? . . . Huh? . . . Oh!” he spoke with breaks. He was caught off guard.
Ashley’s worry made perfect sense. He had just returned to the Workshop. There was no time for talking. There was only suspicion and checking things. But he almost nodded. He almost said he already secured Marina’s approval. He would say this happened in a private talk.
It was an urgent task to make their forces stronger. This was for taking the Labyrinth. It was true that he was allowed to use the (Holy Sword) as a part for skill creation. But he thought back. Was that permission only given as an extension of a different talk about Suzuri?
He was just getting ready. He was hot with excitement. He wanted to tie his uncovered bride to the altar. He wanted to take her. But that calm question struck him. His strong desire suddenly lost its target.
”Huh. Did you really not get consent from the Princess or Suzuri-san?” he pressed. His voice dropped to a worried whisper.
”Oh… Yes. To be honest, he mistook the permission. That permission was given for Suzuri’s skill creation…” he admitted. His shoulders went down.
He wanted to create a skill that was powerful enough. It was for the Labyrinth’s deep levels. The (Holy Sword) element was absolutely needed. But he did not get clear permission for each separate request. He could lose Marina’s trust. This world respects inherited skills very much. If he wanted to act with honesty, the right thing was clear. The two of them must leave the bedroom. They must bow their heads to Marina.
But, damn it, he had finally managed to tie Ashley down on the altar. Her legs were spread in a way that was not proper. This was at the high point of their passion. To stop now and start over would be so very disappointing.
He moved a finger over Ashley’s lower stomach. It was wet with her own liquid. She put her head to the side. A worried light showed in her green eyes. He looked at her glistening body. It was a beautiful sight for his eyes. He thought deeply. Finally, he made a decision.
”No, he will follow his desire here. In return, he will do anything Marina (that woman) asks. This will be until she forgives him.”
”M-Master, that is. . .” she breathed. Her voice was tight.
He begged those hesitant green eyes. He tried to show her that this was not just a desperate time. It was not only about desire. He could not deny the urge to fully touch her shining, wet skin. He wanted to push hard into the trembling, full core of her. But it was also true. He could proudly tell Marina that this was worth any sacrifice. He was ready to accept whatever Marina demanded. This was true unless it was his life. This was true unless it was betraying his first wife.
He showed that strong resolve. Ashley looked down. A complicated feeling clouded her face.
”…Even if the Princess desired you to take a role in politics? Not just stopping at skill requests?” she asked carefully.
”If Marina wants it, yes,” he said strongly. He cut through her fear. He was sure Marina would not use small mean acts. This was just because he used her skill without permission. However, anything she might have held back before was now fair game. This was because of their Master/Servant skill dynamic. He was making an oath. He would not say no. This was true even if he felt unsure or unable. He was going to use her skill by himself. A promise like this was the only way to make things equal.
”…”
”Will you accept this, Ashley?” he asked. His voice was demanding but quiet.
She faced such a high, unconditional price. This was a display of love. Still, Ashley did not cheer right away. What she was seeing was the trust. This trust let him set such a high price between two rulers. She envied that trust. She herself did not share it. Still, Ashley knew she could not break the strong connection between Marina and him. After all, Ashley had chosen to become his servant. She chose to give up a relationship built on equal, trusting distance.
”It seems a person can never have everything—” she spoke softly. Her voice was barely a whisper.
He asked her to say her small confession again. Ashley just shook her head gently. He waited for a long time for her reply. Her green eyes fixed on his. She nodded once. She did it with strength.
”I understand. Please, Master. . . do it. Yuuri is willing to use the Princess’s credit. This is just to grant me this. If she were to refuse, she would not be able to stay even close to you anymore ♡” she asked. Her voice turned quick and shallow.
”—Thank you,” he replied. His relief was real.
Ashley’s calm face instantly twisted. It became an unseemly, messy grin. This was the proof of her resolve. She would receive Marina’s scolding next to him. She would never stop her Master’s cruel rule. This was the trust she herself desired. It was the permission to be always near and share everything.
It would be foolish to give his dearest love anything but gratitude. She fearlessly took that step with him.
”Let’s do this. He will give you a skill. It will make you more useful. It will make you more focused on serving him,” he spoke. His voice was low.
”Haah, ahh. . . ♡ Yes! ♡♡” Ashley gasped. Her body was held tight on the cross. It was shaking with strong feeling.
Her arms and legs were tightly held. They could not move even a little. But her waist sank into the soft altar of flesh. Her lower body was open in a bad way. The pure curve of her breasts shook hard. They were showing themselves for her Master.
”Ugh. . . Damn it, what an indecent body… !” he spoke softly. His control was slipping.
”Nghh ♡ That is right! I am here to serve you, Master! ♡ This body is yours too! ♡ So, please, please! ♡ I cannot stand for you to just watch! ♡ Touch me! ♡ Love my body with your hands! ♡” she begged. Her voice was a thick plea.
No words of holding back came out anymore. Ashley announced her body. It was coated in thick liquid. It was an offering. She was perfectly willing to fall alongside her Master. Her face was melting with hope. Her nipples were standing up like flowers. Her opening was gaping open. It was dripping with dark liquid. All of it was being pushed into his view. Her hips were moving gently. It was complete, desire-driven submission.
”Whoa, amazing. Hey, stop shaking your body. He cannot touch you correctly. . . Stop trying to get away!” he commanded. His voice grew rough.
”Heehee, hihih ♡ Over here, over here! ♡ Hyaaan! Oh no, you caught me! ♡” She was held on the altar of flesh. Still, Ashley’s tempting energy was too much. She had succeeded in drawing her Master in. She was like a bug to a fire. Still, she would not stop her dance of asking for him.
He tried to taste her body. It was slick and slippery with her fluid. But her soft skin kept escaping his hands. He even risked hurting her stomach or breasts with his hand stretched out. He was angry at her disloyalty. She refused to let her owner’s hands touch her. He pushed his hand into her lower body. He fiercely grabbed her rear. He lifted her up. Finally, Ashley could not continue her bad dance.
”Ngh, oh, oohh ♡ L-Look! ♡ She can feel her opening closing and opening all by itself! ♡♡ I want you to fill me up! I am so shameless! I am just letting the liquid you gave me dribble out! ♡♡” she cried out. Her voice broke.
”Yes, he can see it. He will pour more of his fluid into you. Do not worry. But wait a little longer. If he just puts his body in and makes you finish, it will be the same as always. Right now, he wants to touch the body that has been coated in his fluid,” he explained. His tone was strong.
Ashley was beautiful. He wanted to satisfy his need for taking control right away. He wanted to push his hard body part into her. Furthermore, Ashley’s servant body instantly became hot. It was begging for contact into its deep core. They could easily finish by just following that urge. But the more they shared their bodies, the less satisfying those simple pleasures became. They learned more about each other.
It took much will power to deliberately go against their desires. But he knew the pleasure gained from a finish after pushing excitement to the extreme was much better.
”Now, let your hips fall. Show your body so your Master can look at it correctly,” he taught. He used his voice of command.
”Y-Yes, Master! ♡ Please, look closely! ♡ This body, made with your fluid! ♡ I hope you will enjoy it as you see fit! Nghh ♡♡” she whimpered.
He slowly lowered the rear he was holding onto the altar. He used his free hand to first stroke her lower body. He pinched the fleshy petals. He usually just shoved them aside with his hard body part. He let them slip through the lubricating fluid. He did this several times. Ashley was now trembling. She was holding through the feeling. Her legs were spread as wide as possible.
”Heh. You are feeling it, Ashley. Your flesh bud is standing up so stiffly. You want him to touch you that badly?” he spoke to excite her. His voice was a growl.
”Yes! Yes, I do! ♡♡ Aah, being squeezed by your fingers! ♡ Haah, I want to climax! ♡ Aah, but I cannot climax anymore! ♡” she asked. Her face turned red up to her ears. She shook her head.
Ashley was being fully examined in places she would not even touch herself. He was about to pinch her clitoris. He was excited by the sheer shame of this ultimate woman. Then, the meaning hidden in her confession suddenly struck him.
”Hmm? He thought Ashley only became this shameless recently. . . How do you know you can climax there from before you became a servant? You say you cannot anymore. This means you used to climax there, did you not?” he challenged. His voice was suspicious.
”Hiee ♡ T-That is. . . ♡♡” He pursued the hidden meaning of her accidental words. Ashley’s eyes moved away quickly. She spoke with breaks. She could not hide it now. She lowered her head. She went silent. It was as if it were a truly bad memory.
—Should he really push the questions further? Digging up someone else’s shame is bad taste. Especially about touching oneself—it is enough to ruin a relationship. This is true even between lovers. Yet, an instinct told him he should dare to make her confess. He would use it as fuel for his own excitement.
So, he deliberately did not do as Ashley begged. He rolled her clitoris lightly. This was enough to weaken her will for a confession. He gently tapped her small opening with his middle finger. It was like a gentle punishment.
”Tell me. How did a noble lady do it? What was your dream that made you climax?” he demanded. His face was very close to hers.
”Hanyaa, ahh, ahnn ♡♡ I-I will tell you! ♡ I will tell you! ♡ But please, do not tap her pee-hole! Not the pee-hole! ♡” she whimpered. She was captured by her Master. A servant had no way to escape the workshop’s power. Her very sensitive clitoris was the focus of his finger. A sweet, gentle shock was traveling up her small tube. Ashley gave up instantly.
”Ugh ♡ V-Villagers! ♡ I imagined being dragged into a barn. I imagined being r-raped by a villager! ♡♡ This was because I could not be with Yuuri! ♡ I had a villager with your face rape me every night! ♡♡” she confessed quickly.
”Wha—! Every night?! You dirty, shameless bride! You were doing that even before you became my servant. . . !” he shouted. He was totally shocked. He had thought Ashley only became good at sex after her soul was tied to the skill. But the truth was, she looked correct on the outside. But she was having hard fantasies. She dreamed of being raped by her childhood friend every single night! He felt like a fool. He had felt bad about the desire he felt when Shelm forced him to look at her in that shared dream when they met again.
A surge of anger came. He pinched her clitoris. He strongly crushed it at the base. The truly bad bride let out a miserable wail. She arched her back. Her full breasts shook hard.
”Fugyuuuu ♡♡ Th-That is too cruel! ♡ I was only imagining your body part without permission! ♡ Ah, but. . . the real thing is so much bigger and wonderful—Funyaaaaaah ♡♡” she cried out. She tried to make him feel better.
”Shut up! Stop shamelessly praising me! Well, are you satisfied with being touched roughly by him now?! Is this soaking wet lower body gaping open because it imagined his body part being hit into it?!” he pressed. He showed no mercy. He pressed her clitoris to hurt her body. He leaned closer. He put his face against her soft breasts. They were like a pillow. He looked into her expression. It was a messy mix of tears, drool, and the wiped-away traces of her fluid.
Her eyes were confused by pleasure. They saw her Master’s face. Ashley had been silenced by shame. She gave a small nod.
”Good girl. He will touch your body a little more. This is a reward for being honest,” he spoke softly. A hint of being satisfied was in his voice.
”Haah, y-yes, Master! ♡ Please, feel good about me! ♡♡” she begged sweetly. She used soft, cute words.
He made the crushing pressure easy. He gently stroked her still-hard, swollen clitoris. He used the soft part of his finger. Her bound body instantly responded to the slightest touch. It twitched hard. He looked down. He wanted to fully enjoy her pale skin. Ashley managed to raise her heavy head. Her eyes were melting with desire. She begged her Master for more affection.
He wanted to fulfill her wish. So, he moved his finger away from her clitoris. He stroked her outer lips once. Then he let his fingertip travel up her skin to her lower stomach. His finger briefly tickled the thin patch of her lower hair. Then he found the lower body mark again. He pressed his palm there. He traced the red-black symbol of her obedience with his finger. Then, he summoned a new tentacle. This was to grant her greater favor.
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Summary:
Yuuri’s plan to create a crucial new dungeon skill by using Holy Sword components hits a snag: his own hasty mistake in securing political consent from Princess Marina. Ashley, despite being in the throes of erotic submission on the flesh altar, acts as his ethical compass, forcing him to face the unconditional price of his actions. Yuuri, driven by both strategic necessity and his intense lust for his beautiful servant, makes an immense pledge: he will accede to any of Marina’s future political or personal demands to earn forgiveness. This shows his deep, complex commitment.
The chapter culminates when Yuuri’s rough interrogation uncovers Ashley’s shameful secret—her long-standing, pre-servant rape fantasies involving a ‘Yuuri-faced villager.’ This revelation shatters Yuuri’s preconceptions about her innocence, fueling his dominant fury and intensifying the erotic ritual as he prepares the ultimate skill creation. The atmosphere is thick with unrestrained desire and high-stakes political risk.
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Character Insight:
Ashley’s confession of her nightly indecent fantasies reveals that her masochistic and submissive core predates her binding as Yuuri’s servant, offering a profound insight into her character. She views her self-gratification fantasies as a betrayal before she was truly his, emphasizing her internal conflict and desire to be fully accepted by Yuuri, flaws and all. Her willingness to accept Yuuri’s immense political sacrifice—the unconditional trust he’s betting—proves her ultimate loyalty; she fears losing proximity to him more than facing the Princess’s wrath. She is a woman of surprising political clarity and profound sexual depth.
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Behind the scene:
This scene is the payoff for the political threads and the personal drama brewing after the return from Shelm’s domain. The author uses the sexual tension and ritualistic setting of the Workshop to force Yuuri to confront the consequences of his skill creation power. The unexpected revelation of Ashley’s past sexual fantasies is deployed strategically here to both break the narrative rhythm of a standard sex scene and dramatically heighten the emotional stakes, transforming the erotic encounter into a high-stakes moment of shame and ultimate domination.
Notes:
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
• Suzuri – A scout who braved the labyrinth and lured a petrifying monster to protect her friends, she endured long isolation while frozen in stone and relied on inner magic to preserve her sense of self.
• Ai – The recently-formed sub-divinity/ego who manages the world’s Skills. Her sudden, intense burst of divine will (“ki”) almost bleached Yuuri’s wicked thoughts. Called Yuuri “Elder Brother” and declared genuine affection and trust based on his efficiency with her Skills.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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