Chapter 51 The Queen’s Secret Indulgence꞉ A Night of Magical Release
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
A sigh escaped her lips.
It was late night, her minuscule allowance of free time. Queen Cecile Canaria of the Canaria Kingdom was finally lying down on her sumptuous, four-poster canopy bed. She wore nothing but a pale pink negligee of soft, silken fabric, its cute color and style—a princess-like gown—striking a lovely contrast with her sharp, golden hair.
Despite being ready for rest, she couldn’t fall asleep. Her mind was utterly exhausted; she couldn’t even process a single page of documents, but her body, having barely left the room all day, still retained too much energy. She was trapped in a sleepless state. This, however, was not new. Not since the death of her father and mother had she truly been able to sleep soundly, not even once.
”Dear heavens…”
Groaning at the frustrating disconnect between her weary mind and restless body, Cecile slowly forced herself up. Her destination was the room’s hidden safe. Retrieving a large box kept alongside important documents, she returned to the haven of her bed.
She settled on the mattress in a princess-like sitting posture, her knees together—a charming pose that oddly suited her but was utterly betrayed by her typically sharp, cynical gaze. Opening the box, she revealed her personal, treasured collection. Cecile selected the ‘Uterine Massager’ she had acquired just that day, flicked the slide switch, and pressed the device firmly against her shoulder.
”Ahhhhhh…!”
When she had first met Kento earlier in the day, she had clearly restrained herself, because now, accompanying the strong ‘Viiinng!’ of the ‘Massager’s’ deep vibration, a low, guttural moan echoed through the chamber. This was her full, unreserved relaxation, only possible because the room was soundproofed and safe from the ears of her younger brother.
That Kento man, he must be a genius, Cecile muttered to herself, the conviction settling deep in her heart. He’s a slippery man, too. She found his rational demeanor agreeable, even if he was troublesome. In the end, as long as that man was allowed to protect his ‘loved one’ and his shop, he wouldn’t dare oppose the Crown.
The real problem lay with those who disregarded common sense. For instance, the zealots who blindly followed a formless entity they called ‘God,’ or the desperate fools who clung to the cursed, thankless position of the Monarchy.
”Damn it…!”
Her rising anger spurred a half-conscious action: she viciously twisted her own n**ple. It was a bad habit of hers, relying on s*xual release to vent stress. She knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep until she satisfied this throbbing arousal.
Wait, the official name for this magical tool was ‘Uterine Massager,’ wasn’t it? Looking at the device in her hand, she swallowed hard. Then, she deliberately pressed it against her lower abdomen.
”Huh… Hnn…?”
It felt nice enough, but was it truly worth such a grand name? She figured calling it a ‘Crotch Massager’ would have made for a much more intense and immediate pleasure.
”Hnn… Nnngh… Ugh…”
She experimented, changing the angle, adjusting the vibration strength, and varying the pressure. Cecile, her breath coming in ragged pants, was tirelessly seeking the peak of pleasure. Maybe I should have asked that man for a tip or two, she thought, just as something miraculous happened.
”Oh! Ooooh…?”
A loud, ragged cry escaped her as the device hit a particular spot. It was a kind of pleasure she had never felt before, so foreign that her mind registered confusion rather than ecstasy. It was a strange, unknown pleasure: floaty, yet heavy; shallow, yet deep; narrow, yet wide.
To think that merely vibrating her lower belly could unlock such a new erogenous zone. She, the owner of her body, felt a deep wonder at the mysteries of the female physique. How much bigger can this sensation get? A flicker of childhood curiosity, long extinguished, surfaced again.
Considering the area that had felt so good, she deduced the sweet spot wasn’t the entire region but perhaps the cervix, the very back part she usually stimulated with the ‘Tremble-Ddo Buddy’. Tracing the path over her flesh, she located the spot and pressed the ‘Uterine Massager’ deep into her lower stomach.
”Mmmmm…!!!”
A torrential flood of pleasure, many times greater than before, washed over her. Though the vibration was only on her belly, the sensation radiated outward, causing her chest to tingle and her most sensitive spot to tighten. The friction against the thin negligee and underwear sent electric shivers through her body, merging into a massive wave of sensation.
The warmth spread to her fingertips and toes, and her mind went completely blank. A few seconds later, she realized she had reached her climax. Her entire body was dominated by a sweet numbness, and she’d forgotten to move the ‘Massager’ from the spot.
”Ah!!! Ah-ahh…! Guhhhk…! Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!!!”
Still seated in the regal posture, her hips bucked, and she hunched forward, pressing down on the base of the ‘Uterine Massager’. She knew adding pressure was counterproductive and wouldn’t lessen the vibration, but she couldn’t help herself.
Her whole body shuddered and convulsed. She heard the faint sound of fluid soaking the sheet—she had climaxed so hard she had a small, involuntary release. Yet, her hand remained glued to the ‘Uterine Massager,’ and she continued to writhe for several long moments.
”Hah… Hah… Ooh…?”
What a terrible—no, what a magnificent experience. Cecile finally realized she could simply switch the device off, allowing her to descend from the peak of pleasure. Utterly drained, she collapsed onto the bed, her limbs splayed out.
She could still feel the phantom vibrations deep in her stomach. I’ve acquired an incredible magical item. Kento truly is a genius… Is there any way I can keep him close?
I could house him in the Royal Palace and make him create adult magical items solely for me. When a new product is finished, he’d bring it to me immediately. If his progress slows, I’ll show up and berate him.
I know he was looking at my body and face with those intense eyes. To be eyed that way by a man—a commoner at that—was something that hadn’t happened since I was a young girl being appraised by some vulgar foreign royal. The nerve! Since becoming Queen, she’d only been met with gazes of fear and respect. The commoner has good courage, doesn’t he? She recalled him touching her hair… The lingering gaze on her nape made Cecile instinctively rub her thighs together. Unconsciously, she began to twist her chest bud again, a jolt of pleasure making her body twitch.
With her arousal resurging, she sat up, pinching her chest bud, and grabbed the collection box. I have two more new items from that genius!
”Hoo…!”
She pulled out the ‘Bud Clamper’. She turned it over in her hands, inspecting the very item she’d only briefly tested on her finger earlier today. How does he constantly come up with such ideas to excite women? Shaking her head in admiration, she slowly clipped it onto her chest bud.
”Mmm…!”
Ah, the exact pleasure I imagined! She had been anticipating this moment since the afternoon. However, the negligee was dulling the sensation. With a quick, decisive movement, she ripped the nightgown off and attached the Clamper directly to her bare skin.
”Fuuu…!”
Driven by the escalating excitement, she attached a second ‘Bud Clamper’ to her other chest bud. She felt no pain, yet the grip was exquisite—it wouldn’t fall off. What a delicate balance of pressure! She personally wouldn’t have minded a bit of discomfort, but the sensation of being gently caressed by the clips was irresistible. Cecile had never been truly caressed by a lover, yet she felt this was the height of intimacy.
But this is just the beginning. As the name ‘Bud Clamper’ suggested, it was also intended to clip her most sensitive spot. She rolled over, lifting her hips to remove the sodden, heavy panties.
Her posterior, full and healthy, appeared with a Blinking! sound. It was an unexpectedly shapely rear for someone who spent all her time seated on a throne. Now fully nude, Cecile spread her legs, freeing her sensitive spot from its hood, and attached the final ‘Bud Clamper’.
”Nhii…!!!”
The pleasure was even more direct and intense than on her chest buds. Did I just release a little bit again? But no, it wasn’t enough yet; she was only halfway there. The ‘Bud Clamper’ was equipped with a vibration function. She started the switch on the two chest clips, then the one on her sensitive spot.
”Ah-ah-ah!!!”
This is perfect. This is what I was waiting for! Cecile thought, basking in the euphoria delivered by the stimulation on three points. With the ‘Tremble-Ddo Buddy’, she only had enough hands to stimulate her intimate area and one other point. Now, it was three points at once! What a magnificent creation that man has made for me! I shall grant him great praise! The Cecile in her mind was roaring with approval.
”Aah…”
She threw her limbs out again, closed her eyes, and fully indulged in the pleasure. A hoarse cry, unlike the one from the Uterine Massager on her shoulder, escaped her lips. Without looking or touching, she knew her intimate area was a mess of arousal.
She couldn’t help but enjoy the final new item. She lifted her heavy body and rummaged in the collection box. Oops, this is the ‘Tremble-Ddo Buddy’. Her recent bedroom companion was off tonight.
She picked up the very similar-shaped ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’ and switched it on. A gentle, spreading warmth began to emanate from the device. Truly, this was another astonishing creation. She knew that banning its sale was a loss to the world, yet she had been forced to do so.
I feel bad for Kento. I offered a compensation plan, but his impression of me must have soured. To keep him close one day, I must somehow appease him. Perhaps a companion? She quickly ran through a list of women from the Royal Palace and the nobility that she could offer him, but she immediately thought he probably didn’t want any unnecessary entanglements. Then, what about Muse? She was competent, and no one else had laid claim to her.
But wait, doesn’t he have that ‘special someone’? Muse herself had told her it was a female companion he was quite affectionate with. If he had someone in his heart, would offering another woman backfire?
No. A man who produces such intriguing goods and has such intense eyes can’t possibly be satisfied with just one or two companions. I should have Muse continue her investigation, and if possible, subtly ensnare him… Yes, that plan is sound.
”Mmm, mmm, mmm…”
As she thought, Cecile unconsciously brought the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’ to her mouth. She savored the raw, warm, and enticing object violating the inside of her mouth. It was supposedly a perfect replica of a real intimate partner, but how accurate was it?
Cecile had chosen not to have children to eventually pass the throne to her younger sibling. She had no intention of being intimate with a man at the moment, though she might reconsider if her sibling’s position became unshakeable. Therefore, she had never seen or touched a real one. She kissed and sucked the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’, overlaying it with the fantasy of an actual partner. Mmm, this feeling is not bad. If I ever find a true sweetheart, I might even offer myself to him. Thinking such thoughts only made her intimate area grow wetter.
The act was so far removed from her reality. Before becoming Queen, she had longed for it like any other woman. Her deeply entrenched habit of fantasizing resurfaced. Knights and princes from childhood stories, powerful foreign adventurers she had met, the man she was supposed to marry who now had another queen…
Though these past figures no longer stirred any real emotion, they felt unsuitable for tonight’s heightened arousal. To soothe this excitement, she needed a man she had recently seen: none other than the creator of the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’ itself.
Considering the product’s concept, it was impossible to believe he hadn’t used his own intimate experience as a model. Even if he hadn’t, this was a gift he had personally created and handed to her. She felt, perhaps, a faint trace of his presence lingering on it.
”Mmm-jyu… Tsu… Tsu… Lerolero…!!!”
I must be depraved, she thought, her excitement inverted and base. This is not a fit mindset for a Queen. But it was too late now. Since the day she first used a ‘Ddo Buddy’ and broke her barrier, sensual pleasure had become a mere physiological release. When the urge arose, it arose. Get it over with quickly, and you might as well enjoy it. Cecile had fully embraced her self-indulgence.
Why not add a little detail? What if she wasn’t the Queen but a companion he had purchased, perhaps that very ‘special someone’?
He comes to the trader, and with those intense eyes, he stares me down, shackled as I am. How big are my assets? How perfect is my entrance? It’s not a cheap purchase, so he’ll inspect me thoroughly before buying me.
He takes me home to his shop, ‘Harvest,’ his workplace and home tucked away in an alley. On the way back from the market, he won’t be able to hold back his excitement any longer and will push me down! She was convinced of it.
The real Kento had offered Lily tea and spent ages explaining the contract and job duties, much to Lily’s confusion, but Cecile had no way of knowing this. More importantly, such an anticlimax was useless for her fantasy.
”Ah…! Not so sudden…! Stop it…!”
Despite the words, she spoke in a small, muffled whisper, clearly thrilled. She writhed, intending to seduce her imagined man. She spread her legs wide and rubbed the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’, which she now imagined as Kento’s intimate partner, against her most sensitive area.
”Ah, no…!!!”
Sinking the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’ into her entrance, she embraced the feeling of a companion being deflowered by her master. A heat different from her own invaded her, parting the inner flesh and plunging deeper. It felt as if she were being claimed by his heat, being marked by his essence from the inside out.
”Ah-ah! Mmm! Mmm-ahh!!!”
She let out a lovely cry, fantasizing about Kento covering her like a beast. He would surely caress my assets and press his hips against mine! With her hands now free, thanks to the ‘Bud Clamper’, she fondled her own breasts. She violently thrust the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’ in and out, replicating the fantasy.
What, are you enjoying it, little innocent?
”N-no, I’m not…! Ahhh!!!”
Answering the Kento in her mind brought her immense excitement. Playing the victim, she relished the pleasure, feeling like an innocent girl. Cecile was starting to find comfort in being the tragic heroine. Should I just surrender everything to this man? Shoving all responsibility onto the Kento in her mind, she could be nothing more than his plaything, free from all thought…
Good. You don’t have to think about anything but carrying my child. I will protect you from now on…
”Ah! But, but…!!!”
Giving her best seductive whine, she pretended to resist while surrendering to the sweet whispers of the fantasy Kento. Her inner walls tightened convulsively, gripping the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’ she imagined was his intimate partner.
Heh-heh-heh. Well, no matter what you say, you’re mine now. Here, I’m coming! Get pregnant, get pregnant!
”Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!!!”
Cecile arched her hips, reaching her climax. In her fantasy, Kento had just filled her with a rush of heat hotter than the intimate partner itself. I really will get pregnant like this. Oh, what should I do? But… if he truly protects me…
At that point, her sober mind returned. With the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’ still clenched within her, she lay back, her limbs splayed, staring at the bed canopy. Well, that wasn’t bad. It was a very exciting fantasy.
She couldn’t gauge the accuracy of the intimate partner’s replica, but the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’ had performed admirably. If she were to indulge in a luxury request, perhaps a function to simulate a realistic release (using a heating element and liquid) would be nice. It seemed hard to replicate, but perhaps that man could do it? She entertained the selfish thought.
”Whew…”
A comfortable exhaustion washed over her entire body. Perhaps now I can sleep. Cleaning up is tedious; maybe tomorrow will do. She took off the ‘Bud Clamper’ before her sensitive areas stretched too much, but should she sleep with the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’ still inside her?
After a moment of consideration, she decided against it, realizing it was a bad idea. She wiped it clean with the bedsheet and decided to hug it to her chest as she slept. Her panties were too soaked to wear, so she only pulled the negligee back on.
”Goodnight, Kento…”
Kissing the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy’, Cecile finally drifted off to sleep. From that night on, Kento would be heavily used in her fantasies as an outlet for her sensual frustration. It didn’t have to be him, and there was no way it was love. But he was, conveniently, an invention as useful as his creations.
Her first taste of true affection and the flavor of the Ddo Buddy would have to wait for another time.
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Summary:
Queen Cecile, overwhelmed by the stress of her rule and chronic insomnia, sought desperate release in her secret collection of adult magical items. She was unexpectedly blown away by the power of the new ‘Uterine Massager,’ leading to an intense climax. Her arousal then led her to use the ‘Nple Clamper’ and the ‘Hot-Hot Ddo Buddy,’ all while building a complex, self-sacrificing slave fantasy focused on the items’ creator, Kento. Exhausted from her sensual self-indulgence, she finally found the peace to sleep, the Ddo Buddy tucked in her arms, now cemented as a symbol of her secret, powerful desires.
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Character Insight:
Cecile’s external regal control masks a deep, self-critical loneliness and a dependence on s*xual release as her sole coping mechanism. Her fantasy of Kento as a dominant master, forcing her to be his slave, reveals her subconscious desire to be free from the burdens of her Queenly duties and to have someone take complete, protective responsibility for her. Her willingness to violate her own moral standards for pleasure shows a significant fracture in her emotional state.
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Behind the Scene:
This chapter is crucial for establishing the psychological state of Queen Cecile, showing her private life in stark contrast to her public persona. The adult items are less about simple pleasure and more about a structured, reliable way to manage severe stress and insomnia. Her complex plotting regarding Kento, where she simultaneously sees him as a genius to be controlled and a fantasy figure to dominate her, highlights her ongoing struggle between her duty as a ruler and her personal, suppressed desires. The chapter sets up a major conflict point for Kento, as the Queen’s interest in him is now both political and intensely s*xual.
Notes:
• Cecile – A high-ranking, powerful woman in the capital who possesses the authority to regulate business and commerce, particularly concerning moral or public order issues. She is currently investigating Kento’s shop, ‘Harvest.’ Have long golden hair, elegant, and wearing expensive white dress with gold accesories.
• Kento – The owner of the magic tool shop ‘Harvest,’ which discretely sells adult goods. He’s a former overworked, ordinary salaryman from modern Japan who was suddenly transported (isekai’d) to this fantasy world. He has dark hair and an unremarkable appearance, typically wearing a plain, slightly suspicious-looking shop owner’s clothes looks like Kazuma Satou from certain series. He has a minimal amount of magic power, enough to craft his specialty items.
• Muse – Cecile’s trusted attendant and chief maid, Muse handles sensitive, discreet tasks like espionage and product acquisition. Have sharp, black eyes, wearing maid uniform, and have expressionless face.
• Lily – the sl*ve and primary experiment subject for the magic shop, ‘Harvest.’ She has striking pink hair, Blue eyes, medium breasts, which the Protagonist associates with being ‘wanton’. She has a working knowledge of magic, which she kept hidden from the slave trader.
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