I decided to give up on trying to keep things quiet and finally used some
more forcible means.
I reached for Anastasia, turned her onto her back, and pushed her onto the
bed.
While I was at it, I switched the restraints on her hands from behind her
back to over her head and strapped her directly to the bed rail.
"That's a little aggressive of you… Is that how you treat a lady?"
"I don't want to be told by the guy who was just trying to manipulate me
with a spell. What if your spell succeeded? I don't even want to think about
what will happen to me."
It is good if I only become a puppet and die on the battlefield as a fodder.
But if it is discovered that I came from another world, it would be nothing
but bad news as I could've been treated as an experimental lab rat.
"I really need to know about the magic you use, so please pardon me for
getting rougher on you."
Saying this, I climbed onto the bed and straddled Anastasia's body.
"You're quite a gentleman in your words, saying something like that even
though you're about to do something bad to me. Still, if you do anything
painful, I'll have to kill you, even if it means damaging my own."
Anastasia spoke in return, still unaffected despite her situation. I could also
feel her eyes glaring at me from below even though they're already covered
by my handkerchief.
"You don't have to worry about that part. All I just need to do is provide a
reminder of where you should stand."
I thrust the dagger in my hand at the pillow beside her head.
However, as if its sound antagonized her, it made Anastasia flinch for a
moment as its blade sunk into the bed.
"Rest assured. I'm not going to torture you."
As far as my abilities are concerned, I don't have the expertise to do it, and
even if I decide to assault or issue any sort of violence on her, it will only
make her more hostile. The moment she does that, I will be finished.
Besides, I have my own way of doing things I'm good at.
But then again, I am threading at a dangerous tightrope here. And this time,
the other party is a Demon Race bomb that could explode at me anytime
once I spark her fuse.
I have to be very, very careful or else I will go kaput.
I grabbed the blindfolded Anastasia by the waist with my left hand and
reached for her chest with my right.
I then touched her breasts, which seemed to be spilling out of her
sensational outfit, from below and gently stroked them.
"Mmh… This is how you will interrogate me?"
Anastasia made a gesture of surprise for a moment when she was suddenly
touched on the body.
But she quickly regained composure.
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"So, in the end, you too were seduced by my body? You're quite the
worldly person for a guy with a gentlemanly mouth. Well, then. I permit
you. See to it if you can make me speak with that, but whatever the case,
you have already disappointed me."
I guess sexual relations is a specialty of hers as well. Her tone of voice
alone that even gave me an indication that I can do whatever I want with
her body suggested that she was not new to this area.
"Hey now, don't be too hasty on your judging. Or you'll have that cocky
mouth straightened out in no time."
It is true that Anastasia is attractive, but not to the point of me losing control
and drowning in her lust.
Perhaps it's because I often deal with Lucy and Tilda? Maybe I've
developed a tolerance to beautiful women without me realizing it.
While thanking the two women in my heart, I began the act of bringing the
audacious Anastasia to her knees.
"Seriously, though, that is a dreadfully erotic outfit you are having. I bet
this is how you lured all those guys in, huh?"
Anastasia's dress, which was wide open at the chest, exposed all the charm
of her big, brown breasts.
Added to the fact that the women in this city are generally modestly
dressed, the outfit made her look more sensational to my eyes.
"And? What's wrong with that?"
On the other hand, Anastasia replied without any sense of being offended.
Her tone is almost telling me, "What's wrong with making the most of your
charm?" right in front of my face.
"Confident on your body, eh? Well, it's nothing to me either way. And I'm
going to make you realize that."
I flung her breasts out using both hands and immediately began caressing
them.
Gently at first, but also making sure I stimulate it on its full curvature.
"Ahh, mmm… You're pretty good. You're no beginner at this."
Anastasia told, still looking composed.
Then she giggles and then starts to goad me into doing the opposite.
"It feels good as a massage, but to call this level of stimulation an
interrogation is laughable. You can go rougher, you know?"
Seriously, the audacity of this woman.
"Nah, I'm just doing a little warm-up. I have to get your body as ready as
possible, as I'm planning to do it until morning."
After saying this, my hand moved a little harder on her breasts.
Using my fingers, I caressed the surface of her brown breast, followed by a
gentle rubbing as I lift it from below.
"Mguh… You, going to last until morning? That's preposterous. Even a
man with a lot of magic power won't last that long, you know?"
That would be true, but that's only if the act is done in a normal way.
"I didn't say anything about having sex."
Anastasia's expression turns bitter as I say this.
"You, you mean you'll go on like this until mor-"
"That depends on your attitude. Though I think your body is starting to feel
it already."
As I worded this out, Anastasia's body began to burn up from the
stimulation given to her breasts.
Regardless, I continued to caress her big tits, this time grabbing them in an
eagle grip as I observed them from the front.
"-! Ahh, fuuh…!"
The intense caress, which was different from the gentle stimulation she had
just received, caused Anastasia's burning body to react sensitively.
She tried to escape the pleasure by twisting her body, but she couldn't move
much since I was riding her.
The pleasure I was giving her steadily rose as a consequence.
"What is this… just rubbing my chest is…"
"Seeing your reaction, the men you had been with before must have always
pleased your breasts in a way that completely disregarded your feelings. I
can't blame them, though, as your breasts are so magnificent that it could
easily drown a man in them."
"Y-you, just shut up… mmm, haaa…"
Anastasia, perhaps seeing my point, turns her head and answers bluntly.
She's now beginning to become an easy person to understand. Th is ch apt
er trans lat ion i mad e po ss ible by sta bbin g wit h a sy ringe tran slation s.
che ck onl y up- to-date transl atio ns on my Wo rdpres s s ite.
Naturally, I didn't stop moving even though I was told off, and instead, I
caressed her body even more carefully with slow and steady movements.
"Haahaaa… nguhh…"
"It's futile to hold back, Anastasia. Especially that you have now felt the
pleasure. After all, from that point onwards, you'll only feel good, no matter
what part you're caressed."
From the eagle grip with both hands, I clenched my fingers and pulled my
arms upward as they were.
The breasts rose up like taut rice cakes, and soon the fingertips approached
the apex of them as well.
"W-wait, if you go that far…"
"Hehe, I haven't touched your nipples yet, you know? They're probably
very sensitive enough now, so I'm looking forward to seeing how you
react."
Anastasia bit her teeth as I said this with a smile.
The tips of my fingertips came closer and closer as I approached the tips of
her breasts, and each moment they advanced, Anastasia's body would
shudder with excitement.
"No, not now! If you let that touch me right now, I-I'll burn you!"
"You'll burn with me at this close range. And since you've got beautiful
brown skin, it would be a waste to put a burnt scar on it. Come on, it's just a
little touch."
Finally, my fingertips came close together, and it caught a nipple between
my thumb and forefinger.
"Haa, haa, haa...!! Guuhhhhh!!"
The moment my fingers caught her nipples, which were already hard with
anticipation, Anastasia's whole body trembled. Her arms gripped the bed
fence as hard as it could, and her body arched as far as it would go. Her legs
also bent inward as if she was holding something back, though it was pretty
obvious that she's climaxing.
"H-huh, ha-huh, ahhh…"
"How does it feel to be made to come one way with just your breasts?
Pretty good, isn't it?"
In response to my question, Anastasia answers stoutly, though breathing a
little heavily.
"W-well, it's so-so. You're pretty good, for a Human…"
"For a Human, huh? Well, I'm still glad that you liked it. After all, I'm not
like those pricks who only care about relieving their own lust. I always
make the woman feel good over myself. And there's still plenty of that
where it came from. "
As I said this, I touched her nipples, which had just caused her climax,
again, where she immediately made a seductive cry as if I had bitten them
off instead.