Chapter 372 The Prince-Like Viscountess ③*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Haah… haah… ♡♡♡”
”Well now, things have certainly escalated,” I said.
Ray Nixfen ¹, the cross-dressing beauty and Viscount, had reached a shivering climax just from having her crotch rubbed through her trousers. She lay flat on the bed, her breathing coming in ragged, desperate gasps.
The sheer rush of blood had stained her chest a deep peach. Despite his previous orders, she kept the “Arousing Ribbon” ² attached, her fingers still idly circling her n**ipss. Between the “Clit-Numbness Cream” ³ he’d applied and the ribbon’s aphrodisiac effect, she was clearly trapped in a cycle of unbearable sensitivity.
Her legs were spread wide, and the fabric of her trousers was dark and heavy, soaked through as if she had lost control of herself. – I’ll have to do laundry, – I thought. – Maybe I went a bit too far. –
”Ah… ♡”
As I reached for her waist, Ray sensed my intent and arched her hips upward. A wicked urge rose within me to see how she’d react if I simply stopped there, but I didn’t have that much patience left myself.
I slid the damp trousers down along with her silk underwear. Past her hips, past her thighs. As the air hit her, the heavy, musky scent of a woman in heat rose from her lap. Had it been mid-winter, I half-expected to see steam rising from her.
I pulled the clothes over her calves and feet, revealing long, elegant legs. I wanted to admire the view longer, but my eyes were drawn to her center. When I moved to part her knees, she beat me to it, spreading herself wide to show me everything.
”My…” I muttered.
”……♡♡♡”
Strings of moisture clung to her as she opened. The sight of her – flushed, swollen, and utterly messy – was laid bare. Her inner lips twitched with residual tremors. Her clitoris sat proud and hard, and her entrance buckled and pulsed with a life of its own. It was a view worth a celebratory toast.
”Kento, your eyes, they’re scary… ♡♡♡?”
Ray said while rubbing her n**ipss and wriggling her crotch. Well, that’s bound to happen when shown a sight like this. A face that was melting yet still held traces of a prince, and a appearance below the neck that was far too lewd.
I wanted to break that dignity completely. Controlling the urge, I reached for the bedside table again. I had one more “seed of pleasure” to plant on that sensitive, erect little bud.
”…You’re going to do more… to that spot too? ♡”
”Isn’t that what you’re begging for?”
”Yes… please… do whatever you want… ♡”
I opened the jar and took a dollop of the numbing cream on my finger. When I pulled back the hood to expose her clitoris, Ray let out a sharp, girlish cry. I didn’t need the encouragement; she was going to be screaming soon regardless. I worked the cream into the sensitive grooves with clinical persistence.
”Nng, h-haaa… ♡! Haa, haaa… ♡♡♡!”
Ray’s breathing shattered again. She clawed at her own n**ipss, straining her neck to watch me torment her. With that much anticipation in her eyes, I had to deliver.
”Nngh-ahhh ♡♡♡♡♡!”
I gave the bud a firm squeeze, and her hips buckled violently even as she kept her legs pinned open. Her glutes tensed, her whole body shivering. I squeezed again. She jumped. Squeezed. She shuddered. Then, I rolled it between my fingers.
”──────… ♡♡♡♡!!!”
She broke. A spray of moisture hit my palm as she climaxed again. Ray crushed her own breasts through the ribbons, her chin tilted back as she moaned into the ceiling. I didn’t give her a second to recover before tying a second “Arousing Ribbon” tightly around her clitoris.
”Haah… ♡! Haah… ♡! H-haaa… ♡♡♡! Ugh… ahh… ♡♡♡♡♡”
”How does the reality compare to your imagination?”
I asked while undressing and moved onto the bed beside her. She lay there in a state of beautiful ruin – ribbons tied to her chest and her crotch, shivering in the afterglow. The pathetic figure of a female devouring pleasure.
I avoided touching her breasts or her lap for a moment, instead wrapping an arm around her firm, athletic waist to pull her close. I kissed her flushed cheek, savoring the heat of her skin. I became completely naked as well, rubbing skin against skin.
”Well? I’m waiting for an answer.”
”V-uh… haa… ♡… it’s… it’s completely different… ♡♡♡”
”In what way?”
”…I didn’t think… I’d be turned into such a… desperate mess… ♡♡♡”
Even as she spoke, Ray reached down to herself, the sound of her own slickness echoing in the quiet room. She stroked herself slowly, her fingers coming away coated in thick, translucent strings. Using her own moisture as a lubricant, she began to rub against the ribbon I’d just tied.
”Ahaha… was I always this lewd? It’s your fault, Kento… showing me those… those animals mating like that… ♡”
”…I see. Then I suppose I have to take responsibility.”
”Ah… ♡”
While kneading her breasts, I pulled her up into a sitting position. I took her hand – the one covered in her own heat – and guided it to my own erection, my “Ddo-Buddy” ⁴. It was the second time she had held him since that day.
”You can do whatever you like with it, Ray.”
”Eh…?”
”Customize it. Make it exactly how you want it to feel inside you.”
”…Okay ♡”
I handed her the “Help Cord” ⁵, just as I had before. Back then, she had been hesitant, a novice handling a man for the first time. Today, her movements were slow, but deliberate.
”It’s so hot… ♡♡♡”
She wrapped both hands around me, her palms burning. She looked at me with an enraptured expression, as if she were handling a sacred relic.
”And so hard… ♡♡♡”
She began to tie intricate knots into the cord before winding it. Her fingers were surprisingly nimble, working the knots even as she continued to stroke me.
”It’s so big… ♡♡♡”
As she began a complex braid-wrap, I realized she wasn’t being slow out of hesitation – she was being meticulous. She was crafting a texture specifically designed to hit the weak points she knew existed within her own body.
”Hehe… I’m getting good at this, right ♡?”
”Nn, yeah. I’m actually impressed.”
”I’m so glad… ♡ I’ve been practicing… ♡ My room is full of ‘training sticks’ that look just like you now… ♡♡♡”
She gave a bashful, melting laugh. By the time she was finished, my equipment looked like some sort of over-engineered weapon of war.
Wait, I thought, looking down. I said she could do what she wanted, but this is like wearing five thick condoms at once. I’m not going to feel a thing. I stared at her, unimpressed.
”A-ahaha… I might have gone a bit overboard. I just got so excited thinking about it…”
”A bit? You want to try that again?”
”…No way ♡”
Ray shook her head, her eyes locked onto the ‘weapon’ she’d created with feverish intensity.
”I see… so I’m just going to have to use this on you until it wears out, then… ♡♡♡”
”……”
I didn’t say a word. As a man, there was only one way to respond to a challenge like that.
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Summary:
Kento intensifies the s*xual torment of Viscount Ray using magic shop goods. After bringing her to multiple climaxes, he allows her to ‘customize’ his member using a special cord. Ray reveals she has been secretly practicing this cord-wrapping technique on replicas in her room.
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Trivia:
- Ray is a Viscount but cross-dresses as a man in her professional life.
- The ‘Bean Numbness’ (Clit-Numbness) cream is a recurring item from Kento’s shop.
- Ray has ‘training sticks’ (ddos) in her room modeled after Kento.
- The Help Cord wrapping is so thick it actually ruins the sensation for Kento
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Character Insight:
Ray’s transition from a dignified ‘Prince’ to a ‘desperate mess’ shows her psychological surrender to Kento’s influence. Kento shows a mix of playfulness and slight regret over the laundry/logistics of the encounter.
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Behind the Scenes:
The item names are literal translations of the shop’s inventory in the web novel version, designed to sound like specific adult-oriented magic tools.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Nixfen – A viscount aristocrat who has started manufacturing and selling adult goods similar to Kento’s products in the Royal Capital’s pleasure district. He is described as a ‘pretty boy’ or ‘gentle-looking man’ (yasao) but is a territory-holding noble likely trained in combat.
• Ray – A Viscount with flaxen-gold hair in a men’s wolf cut. Possesses a sweet mask and a prince-like aura. It is revealed at the end that Ray is actually a woman. She has started manufacturing and selling adult goods similar to Kento’s products in the Royal Capital’s pleasure district.
• 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.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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