Volume 5 Chapter 15 Debauched Comfort*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The storm of madness had passed, leaving only a suffocating silence to reclaim the room. Yet this stillness offered no respite. In the unventilated chamber, the air hung heavy and stagnant, saturated with the heady pheromones of three women, the sour, pungent aroma of freshly spilled love fluids,1 and the stifling stench of just-voided waste. It was a dizzying, carnal miasma—a repulsive reek of the female. Yet to me, in my current state, it was the only comfort that could dull the hollow, aching void left by my master’s absence.
”…Haa…” I exhaled, my breath shuddering in the thick air.
I slowly pushed my upper body up. Within my line of sight lay Helga, who until moments ago had been rampaging like a beast, now curled contentedly against my chest in sleep. A crust of dried excrement clung to her lips, a silent testament to her depraved inclinations.
At my feet, Ilse lay splayed, her eyes rolled back as if her very soul had been wrenched away. The sheets were a wretched tapestry of stained brown and translucent fluids—a truly ghastly sight. And yet the throbbing in my lower abdomen remained unabated. Despite having thoroughly broken in such a young girl and brought her to the heights of ecstasy, the cavity within me—my desperate, ravenous thirst for Him—had not settled. If anything, it burned with even greater intensity.
(Goshujin-sama2… where are you now…?)
Unconsciously, I reached out my hand toward the space between Ilse’s legs. Her limbs were limp, unresponsive from her swoon. That secret place of hers, which I had meant to keep preserved and pure solely for Him… I crawled toward her, drawn by an irresistible force, and pried her slender thighs wide apart.
Her secret garden, still radiating warmth and tinted a pale flushed pink, was laid bare. I pressed my face to it without a moment’s hesitation, breathing my hot, heavy sighs against her.
”Nng… mh…” Ilse whimpered in her sleep.
I thrust my tongue into the girl’s unconscious bud, licking the mucous membrane with obsessive persistence. Even in her sleep, Ilse let out a soft, whimpering moan and writhed, but she did not wake. This young, defenseless pink flesh… I sipped the scent of her maidenhood, tasted the sweetness of her nectar. I toyed with the unresisting flesh, coating her purity with my own saliva, replacing Him with myself.
I split her folds with my fingers, licking deep into the tight, hidden depths with painstaking care. Just as I was surrendering myself to this frantic, mindless devouring to fill the emptiness of my heart—
Thump.
Suddenly, the core of my chest pulsed with a searing, white-hot heat.
”Ah…?! W-what… was that…?” I gasped, clutching at my chest.
It wasn’t pain. It was a profound, disquieting wrongness. My heart raced like a frantic bell, and my blood boiled, surging hot through my veins. Sickness? No, this was something else. A tremor erupting from the very depths of my soul, fundamental and absolute. There was no logic to it, yet a dark, certain premonition flashed through my mind.
(…Goshujin-sama?)
The presence of the man who should have been leagues away had, just now, brilliantly and vividly coursed through me. He was about to achieve something monumental. His overwhelming presence, transcending human understanding, rose from the dark reaches of my memory to seize total control of my body.
(Ah… Goshujin-sama. You truly are going to some distant place, aren’t you…)
Anxiety, and an adoration that far surpassed it. With that simple premonition, my body betrayed me, flushing with desire, and my nectar began to overflow uncontrollably.
”Nn…? Nier-sama, something smells weird…” Helga murmured, her eyes snapping open as she watched me, her nose twitching.
Her eyes glinted with a predator’s raw, animal intuition; she seemed to sense a change in me.
”…Aha! Amazing,” Helga giggled, her tone dripping with influencer-style enthusiasm. “Nier-sama, you’re getting all horny while licking Ilse’s crotch. That’s literally sooo wild!”
”…Yes, that’s right, Helga,” I replied, my voice strained. “Just thinking about Goshujin-sama made my body burn like this.”
I lifted my head from between Ilse’s legs and, instead of replying, hoisted my hips high into the air. Turning toward Helga behind me, I spread my own buttocks wide with my fingers.
”…Helga. Right here, more…! Quell this heat of mine…!”
My anus, exposed and stretched wide, was embarrassingly loose. The pinnacle of impurity. Yet to me, even that felt like an offering to my lord.
”Sure thing, babe!” Helga chirped, her tone full of flashy excitement. “I’ll dote on you with my tongue until you’re nothing but a puddle, Nier-sama!”
Helga buried her face into my backside head-on. Immediately, her long, snakelike tongue—rough and insistent—was thrust into my chrysanthemum.
”Nnngh! Aaah…!”
Helga’s tongue didn’t hesitate, plunging deep into the reaches of my rectum. It slid over my mucous membranes, winding around and savoring even the traces of filth left behind as it forced its way further, and further still. Her tongue began to explore my deepest interior, stroking the walls of my bowel directly from within as if it were a living thing.
”Nnnnguuu—! Helga, your tongue… it’s reaching, it’s reaching all the way into the depths of my gut…!”
The premonition that scorched my heart, and this direct, ruinous violation by Helga. The two stimuli sparked in my brain. A moan I couldn’t contain leaked from my lips as I continued to lick Ilse’s privates, my own saliva dripping down onto her crotch.
At the front, I sipped Ilse’s pure nectar; at the back, my rectum was being ravished by Helga’s long tongue. The three female slaves, in a room without their master, were dissolving together like mud.
”Mmm… slurp… lelo, lelooo!” Helga teased against my flesh.
Helga’s tongue licked my rectum with obsessive, rhythmic persistence. Each time it did, my vision exploded in white, and the loneliness of Goshujin-sama’s absence was scrubbed away by a wave of overwhelming, crushing pleasure.
(Goshujin-sama… please, stay safe… My body, my heart, everything is with you…)
In the moment of my climax, I closed my eyes as if in prayer. Outside the window, the snow continued to fall in silence, covering the world with a cold, uncaring, and gentle shroud. As the three female slaves drowned in the secrets of this defiled bedchamber, something far away in the distant heavens was beginning to change.
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Summary:
Following a wild sexual encounter, Nier and her fellow slaves Helga and Ilse remain in a stagnant, unventilated room. Nier experiences a sudden, visceral psychic premonition concerning her absent master, Goshujin-sama. This metaphysical connection, coupled with Helga’s physical ministrations, triggers an overwhelming climax for Nier as she continues to degrade herself.
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Trivia:
The room contains traces of waste which Helga treats with obsession.
Nier’s orgasm is linked to her feeling the Master’s distant movement.
The snow falling outside represents the uncaring, external world.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Helga – An eighteen-year-old, fair-skinned blonde maid with silver eyes, a fluffy gown, and a raspy, unrefined voice from an abandoned slum childhood. Driven by wild, beast-like predator intuition and extreme devotion to her sexual impulses, she is deeply loyal to Ryuichi-sama and Grimm. She manages Ryuichi’s household with Nier, handles chores and rescued kids, and is known to John and Reina.
• Ilse – A young, delicate maid at the Brooke-Taylor estate who cares for the younger children under Nier’s strict guidance. Surviving starvation, her extremely slender frame, flat chest, translucent porcelain skin, and meticulous flaxen hair hide that she secretly knows more than she lets on. She has recently been broken in and rendered unconscious by her master’s activities as a pure, submissive slave.
• Nier – A 27-year-old Japanese head maid, former merchant, and farm girl with refined features, long black hair, and a voluptuous physique. Deeply devoted to her Master, Ryuichi, she manages his estate, serves him with physical obsession, and grapples with the void of his absence. Driven by maternal trauma from losing her daughter, Mia, she guides, disciplines, and protects the younger slave girls.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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