The Confinement Ending I Loved - Chapter 1

The Confinement Ending I Loved - Chapter 1

A lewd moaning sound was faintly leaking out through the doors of the young lady of Count Freesia's house, Yuria, in the quiet dawn. 

Her rough breathing, moans crushed into the bedding, and the fierce sound of friction were all clear signs of what was happening inside. 

Yuria's light purple hair with a slight silver tint was messily scattered on the pillowcase, and her skin, which should have been as white as porcelain without a single scratch as expected of a young lady of a noble family, was covered with red scars and marks. 

In particular, her fleshy buttocks were so red from being spanked so many times that they were bruised and cracked in places. 

Her entrance, which had been stretched to its limit, greedily swallowed the man's penis behind her. The wound on her buttocks stung because of the continuous thrusting, but Yuria shook her waist happily, tightened her inner walls, and kept begging him to treat her roughly. 

The man swung his hand sharply at Yuria’s lewdness and struck her pulsing buttocks.

Yuria's whole body trembled with pain at the sound of friction that cut sharply through the air, but the moans that escaped her lips contradictorily sweet.

“Haak! Ha… so good…” 

“You’re happy when you’re spanked, and you like it when I fuck you roughly. I don’t know how far I should go to accommodate you when you’re this lewd, Master.” 

“Ha, ha, just… whatever Roy wants…. Ha!” 

“Do you know how far I want to go?” 

Roy tugged at one corner of his mouth, smiled bitterly, and whispered softly into her ear, which was as red as her buttocks. 

When the large penis slid out and then plunged deep inside her at once, Yuria jerked her waist as if she had been struck by lightning, but her small resistance was in vain because his solid upper body pressed down on her back, preventing her from moving. 

Tears filled Yuria's blue eyes at the purging pleasure.

Every time he thrusted in, she felt her breath get caught in her throat. And every time he pressed her down with his large body so that she couldn’t move, his low breath would pierce her ear, sending shivers down her spine. There was nothing she didn’t like.

“Ha, hmph, I, think I’m going to come…… . Roy, I…….” 

“Didn’t you promise not to come first without my permission, Master?” 

“Ugh, I’m, sorry… . Forgive me, please… I, can’t, anymore, ah!” 

“You were the one who first insisted on drinking my cum, Master. Or, you can choose to be punished, Master.” 

Roy’s calm tone, emphasizing the title “Master” at the end of every sentence along with his vulgar choice of words, was enough to remind Yuria of the situation in which she was crying underneath her slave. 

The shameful fact that a noble lady with noble blood was swaying her waist and begging for forgiveness under a lowly slave excited her so much that pleasure shot up her spine. 

Every time he humiliated her like this, Yuria experienced the utmost pleasure. And she was happy. 

Because Yuria had been waiting for him to become an adult and come as her slave and escort, and to endlessly desire and crave her. 

This was the world of the r-rated 19+ trashy work, “Black Rose in the Tongue,” and what awaited Yuria, the main character, was the ending where he succeeded in starting a rebellion, became the emperor, and completely revealed his feelings for Yuria that he had suppressed while living as a slave, and locked her in the palace basement where not a single light could enter, and toyed with her endlessly. 

And that was the ending she had been longing for. 

“It seems like you prefer being punished. Right now, your inner walls are tightening, Master.” 

“No, no… ha, ugh, ah!” 

“What would you like? Starting a normal morning by receiving my cum, or spending the whole day holding in a vibrator and squirting out your juices. Either way, I’ll do whatever you want, Master.” 

“Ha…….” 

“Now, Master, what is your command.”

The sweet voice piercing into her ear and the rough thrusting of his waist as if urging her to answer tormented Yuria. 

He was showing no signs of mercy, and it was obvious that she would soon climax at this rate. 

Yuria buried her face in the bedding and shook her head, whether it was because the choice was distressing or because the pleasure that was rushing in was distressing. Roy's hand then grabbed her chin and forcibly lifted it up. 

She couldn't breathe properly because she was suddenly lifted up semi-forcibly, so she coughed, but a moan continued to flow out between her lips. Her lower body was already soaked with love juice, and it was flowing down between her legs, and every time he moved his waist, a loud sound of wet clapping rang in the room.

“Ugh, ha, eung, ha…….” 

“Hurry up. If you don’t want your butt to burst from more spanking, open your mouth.” 

“Ha, ah, both… all of it…”

With her body shaking wildly, she muttered her words, barely managing to answer. Roy opened his mouth with a satisfied smile. 

“You’re always so greedy, Master. I’ll feed you as much cum as you want, and I’ll make you cum too.” 

“Ugh, ugh, thank, thank you……. Ugh! Ugh!” 

The smile on Roy’s lips deepened at the gratitude that finally leaked out of Yuria’s mouth. 

His calm, purple eyes, sparkling with sadism, glazed down Yuria’s naked body seductively and he thrusted into the spot where Yuria was sensitive with the tip of his glans. 

Yuria’s mind went blank as it felt like his huge penis was piercing into her uterus and her body convulsed.

Roy grabbed her hands, which were scraping the bed sheets as if they were in pain from the pleasure that kept coming over her, and held them high above Yuria’s head. 

He then stimulated her ample breast by pinching the swollen nipple with his other fingertips, which had been sucked by him for a long time. 

Every time he did that, Yuria would tighten her inner walls that were greedily swallowing his genitals which stimulated his genitals as if they were like living creatures. 

Thanks to this, soon after, Roy sprayed the semen that Yuria had been longing for, and at the same time, Yuria also climaxed by bursting out her love juice like a fountain. 

When Roy released the wrists that had tied her up, her upper body fell limply onto the bed. 

As he carefully pulled out his penis that had been stuck inside her, the hole that had been tormented by him for a long time opened wide, showing the translucent liquid and semen that had accumulated in the red flesh inside. 

When his gaze reached Yuria, her insides trembled as if it were convulsing, and the hole that had opened slowly closed up. 

Yuria must have lost consciousness, but she was lying face down, breathing heavily, and her waist and buttocks were raised without moving at all. 

Roy roughly tidied up his clothes, laid his master on the bed, and checked her breathing and pulse. She must have just lost consciousness for just a moment, as her breathing and pulse were both back to normal. 

He lightly straightened her lavender-colored hair, which was soaked with sweat and stuck to her forehead and cheeks. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying so much. 

When Roy gently touched Yuria’s eyes with his fingertips, her eyelashes, soaked with tears, fluttered slowly, and she then looked up at him with unfocused eyes. 

She blinked once again, and only then did the focus come back to Yuria’s eyes. 

“Are you okay?” 

At Roy’s worried question, Yuria squeezed out all her remaining strength and smiled, pulling up the corners of her lips. 

There was no way she wasn’t okay, she had told him in advance that he could treat her however he wanted in bed, but Roy always asked her this question after they finished rough lovemaking (or guiding). 

His face was so cold that it seemed like it would freeze if you touched it, but his eyes and voice were dripping with worry, and she couldn’t help but smile because he was strangely cute. 

“I’m okay, you always ask me that.” 

“…….” 

“Was the guidance okay?” 

“… Yes.” 

“If you need more, tell me. I said I’d do it whenever.” 

Yuria added the words with a slightly awkward smile, knowing that there was no credibility in saying so with a body that did not move well at the moment. It was because she wanted Roy to be comfortable with holding her. 

However, Roy’s lips, which had been fiercely pushing her and saying all sorts of lewd things that that could not be said with a sober mind just a moment ago, seemed to hesitate to speak, and soon closed tightly and refused to open. 

His expression also took on a look of pain, and she suddenly became worried that he might have some other concern on his mind. 

Yuria became worried and placed her hand on Roy’s hardened cheek. The warmth she felt through her fingertips was very gentle, unlike his cold expression. 

“Do you have any concerns?” 

“…….” 

“If it’s something in my power, I’ll do my best to help you.” 

Although she wasn't capable of doing anything great, she was the beloved youngest daughter of a Count who had boundless wealth and power. There was nothing she couldn't do within the bounds of common sense. 

Especially if it was to see the lovely imprisonment ending with Roy, the male protagonist she loved so much. 

If the original story had been as it was, by now he would have gathered the espers of the empire scattered across the country, established an underground organization, and been steadily making illegal black money. 

Based on that black money, he would have been working hard to recruit guides who would maximize the espers' abilities. 

On the other hand, he would have been searching for a way to remove the magical restraints that turned the espers of the defeated country into slaves and prevented them from acting against their master's will. 

Whether it was another guide, money to add to the black money, or a way to remove the restraints, there was a lot she could give him. 

He leaned his head towards the warmth of his cheek, frowning as if he was deeply troubled, and then moved his lips several times. Then, as if he had made up his mind, he placed his hand over Yuria’s and carefully confessed his true feelings. 

“Master.” 

“Yes.” 

“Sometimes… I think I wish this moment could last forever.” 

Yuria stared at Roy and waited for him to continue his confession. 

It was because it was difficult to understand what he meant by wishing the present could last forever. 

Roy continued calmly as if he had been thinking about it for a long time. 

“Taking care of you, guiding you, and staying by your side….” 

“….” 

“If I could continue like this… as your slave, I would be very happy.” 

As he said that, he stared at Yuria with a sorrowful look in his eyes, as if he had been hurt by his own words. 

His deep purple eyes looking at her contained a betrayal that made him want her to know his deep anguish, but also wanted her to pretend not to know. 

Yuria looked up at Roy with a puzzled look in her eyes, not knowing what to do. It seemed as if his words were true at face value, but that only made her more puzzled. 

Because……. 

He, who had to rebel and restore the glory of the Erhardt Empire, who had to ascend to the throne and throw her, his beloved, into the deepest basement, where he would continue to tease and humiliate her, if he were to stay as her slave……. The happy future she had planned in the basement was in danger. 

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