Volume 9 Chapter 29 Day One (Sheryl’s Unease) ★
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Sheryl and Stella were escorted out of the Labyrinth to the surface, dragged along at the command of Almaria, the Witch of the Dead Arm and vice commander of the 2nd Division. Compared to the dense stench of death that hung in the Labyrinth, the clean scent of soil and green growth in the open air soothed the heart, if only slightly.
”Princess, I don’t want to die,” Stella whispered.
”I know, Stella. I would never abandon you,” I answered softly.
Our wrists were bound behind our backs. The Ghost Army was overwhelmingly male, yet it was chosen women—phantoms of soldiers long gone—who kept us under lock. It was not mercy for our sakes, but for the sake of appearances, a concession granted to descendants of the First Emperor. They had erected a tent for us.
Yet the reality was nothing short of desecration. Our clothes had been stripped away, our bare bodies displayed without dignity. A black, glistening phallus was fixed upright on a crude chair, impaling us as though we were mere playthings. Thus, bound and seated, we passed the hours.
* * *
”Has the war begun?” I asked.
”Yes… I hear it. Distant, though,” Stella murmured.
”This tent must be set well behind the lines, then?”
Neither of us had much campaign experience, yet both had known the field as knights and commanders. Here, the noise of battle reached us faint and far away.
”It seems we are being prepared as the First Emperor’s amusements. However bitter, we must open our thighs and submit. Resistance would only bring his displeasure—and execution.”
Stella was most at risk. She had not been judged worth sparing. Only my pleading had delayed her death. She had nearly been beheaded as a token spectacle before departure, and she did not know it.
* * *
”Oh my, so quiet, the both of you. You should be writhing more, swaying those hips. Masturbating on the battlefield is such ecstasy… Though nothing compares to begging little princesses, violated and slain on the frontlines.”
The voice, mocking and lilting, slithered through the tent. Time had passed since the first rumble of battle reached us when the flap opened. We stiffened, thinking Almaria had returned. Instead, it was another.
Cartera, the Eternal Witch, glided in with a smile of decadent allure. Her eyes swept over us, impaled as we were, and she let her lips curl with delight.
* * *
”First meeting, Princess. My name… well, you hardly need me to say it.”
”Yes… you are Cartera-sama, the Eternal Witch,” I said.
”Mm, correct. What lovely red hair. Your chest is small, but shapely enough. You don’t resemble His Majesty much—but then, you’re many generations removed.”
With that, the phallus was pulled free, and her fingers slipped inside instead. The slick sound filled the tent, and against our wills, sighs escaped us.
”You’re not practiced, but you’ve touched yourselves plenty. Tell me, how many men have had you?”
”…Only once—for both myself and Stella,” I whispered.
”Oh? Deflowered and then abandoned? How pitiful.”
”That is not so… He was kind. We were simply kept apart—ah… ahh…”
Her brow arched in amusement. “How fiercely you defend him. I don’t know what sort of man he is, but he clearly knew how to ruin a girl.”
Her fingers stirred my inner walls, pulling liquid warmth out of me. Desperate to survive, I forced myself to flatter her.
”You are most skilled, Cartera-sama… Tell me, when shall we be permitted to meet His Majesty the First Emperor? We ache for him, for his manhood.”
She laughed lightly. “Oh, sweet Sheryl, saying what you don’t mean. I know well you do not truly crave His Majesty’s cock, not when Enslavement Magic binds you. But that loyalty is adorable nonetheless.”
Her fingers plunged harder. The pleasure was undeniable. Courtesan that she was, practiced in countless degradations alongside the First Emperor, her hands delivered expertise honed on unwilling flesh. She toyed with the slave’s adornment fixed to my lips, and then murmured:
”How obscene, such a trinket here… and potent magic indeed. But I can undo it.”
Her power flared. Blue sparks cracked as her magic clashed with what was already there. The recoil shivered through us as pleasure, until we screamed in release, debased cries echoing.
”There now. All undone. Now tell me—do you love the man who took your maidenhead and bound you as his slave?”
* * *
I faltered. To confess love for Takumi Nash might anger her enough to have me killed. But to lie could be worse. While I hesitated, Stella broke first.
”I—I hate him! I curse the day he raped me! Please, Cartera-sama, I will do anything, only spare my life!”
”Stella…” I whispered.
”Princess… I cannot be like you. I cannot speak of love for him. If only I had not been your guard that day—”
”How honest,” Cartera said. “Then let me overwrite your bond to His Majesty. But you must show me you are willing to submit to me first.”
She lifted her black skirts, revealing her bare sex.
”Just earlier, His Majesty spilled himself deep inside me. Will you lick me clean?”
”Yes… Please, let me taste you, Cartera-sama. Forgive me, Princess… but I still want to live,” Stella said, her voice breaking.
* * *
Flat on her back, her slight chest bare, Stella received the witch astride her face. She licked and suckled with all the desperation of survival, tongue working over folds, drinking down the bitter traces of another man.
”Mmm… clumsy, but desperate and sweet. Tonight, you and I shall serve His Majesty together. Sheryl will wait until tomorrow.”
”Yes… I will devote myself fully to His Majesty as well… slurp, slurp…”
Cartera moaned, squeezing her own heavy breasts as she rocked on Stella’s mouth. The knight’s ponytail shook as she strained to keep up, gagging and licking. I could not stop her.
”I’m coming… ahh, yes… the little knight’s tongue, so desperate…!”
She climaxed, wetness spilling over Stella’s face. Rising, she turned only to meet Almaria entering.
* * *
”Oh, Almaria. How fares the battle?”
”Not well. After finishing with you, His Majesty is dicing with Raphastia-sama. I’ve dispatched small units to probe the enemy, but the 1st and 4th Divisions fight in earnest while—”
Cartera chuckled and leaned into her, tapping her cheek. The two witches, old companions, spoke as one might after years at court.
”Judging by that frown, you scolded His Majesty again. Only you, serious Almaria, would dare.”
”Don’t tease me. Ah, reinforcements from the Gonan Kingdom have arrived via the southern road. His Majesty said, ‘If you want to play, go ahead. Fight with all your strength.’“
”Oh? With all my strength? Delicious. Very well. Stella’s turn with His Majesty can wait until tomorrow. After killing soldiers, his lust will need quelling. But first, let me rewrite their Enslavement Magic.”
She pressed power again into our marks, sealing them anew, then swept out of the tent, humming with anticipation.
* * *
Almaria sighed. “Honestly… Well, I’ll untie you both. You won’t resist, not under the magic, so I’ll even pull those phalluses out. Be grateful for small mercies.”
”Thank you, Almaria-sama,” I said.
”It’s war. Be glad you’re not being executed.”
As our bonds were cut, Stella and I met each other’s eyes. Through the haze of Cartera’s overwritten enchantment, something wrong tugged at us both. An unease we could not put into words.
Notes:
• Sheryl – Second Princess of the Quvarian Empire, a striking beauty with red hair. Initially appears as a diplomatic envoy, but she is a reformer within the empire, seeking to atone for Quvar’s past betrayals, particularly the destruction of the Northern Kingdom. Sheryl is highly intelligent and politically savvy, using her position to gather secrets and undermine the empire’s plans to destroy McGaref. She is also a slave to Takumi, bound by enslavement magic, and tasked with sowing chaos within Quvar. Despite her circumstances, she maintains a sense of duty and hopes to bring about change. First appears in v6c26.
• Stella – A royal guard and Sheryl’s companion, who was also enslaved by Takumi. She harbors hatred towards Takumi for violating her, but enslavement magic forces her obedience. Stella is a viscount’s daughter and understands the political implications of her situation. She accompanies Sheryl in lewd acts as a form of penance and to cope with their shared shame. Her defiance is internal, but she follows Sheryl’s lead in their intimate moments. First appearance in v6c29.
• Cartera – Eternal Witch — The First Emperor’s mistress and a resurrected sorceress of immense power. Cruel and seductive, she takes pleasure in destruction and defilement. Her loyalty to the Emperor is absolute, and she shares his desire to end the world. First appears in v9c3.
• Takumi Nash – Councilor of the McGaref Autonomous Government commanding the Liberation Army.
• Raphastia – A once-renowned general who now serves the First Emperor in the underworld army. He is referred to as a ‘Holy Corpse,’ indicating his undead state. Raphastia retains his self-awareness and will, which is unusual for the undead, and his loyalty to the Emperor remains unwavering. He is described as having a raspy voice and is one of the key figures in the Emperor’s command post. First appearance in v9c8.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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