It wasn't that she had closed her legs or changed her posture. Eleonora's legs remained exactly as they had been from the start—spread wide toward the window in a pigeon-toed stance that left her groin completely exposed.
However, in contrast to the way she cautiously arched her back, she began to boldly thrust her chest forward. As she did, the dumbbell swinging like a pendulum between her buttocks pulled the string taut, slowly ascending toward the twitching hole as if mimicking the movement of her vagina.
"Every time my 'place' moves, the weight pulling down... the sensation of the beads digging into my gut..."
Mumble, mumble. Her anus began to incessantly work, exploring the optimal grip to hold onto the ping-pong-ball-sized beads without spitting them out of her "mouth."
One might wonder if this was the same knight who, moments ago, had been agonized by the thought of someone seeing her like this. It was enough to make one doubt if this was truly the same Eleonora who had vowed over and over never to fall into depravity—but her lewd conduct had a reason of its own.
"If it's Shin Seon, he'll surely use it as an excuse to punish me if I let these drop... I must hold on tight, tight. I am tempering my 'place' so that he cannot say a word, so that he is forced to acknowledge me perfectly...!"
It sounded like utter madness, but surprisingly, Eleonora was in earnest. She knew the man would strike the moment she made even the slightest mistake; therefore, her intention was to give him no room to find fault. Simultaneously, having realized his objective, she felt the need to train her anus so as not to be swayed by his fingers, his member, or even these ridiculous beads.
"There will be... sounds, but this is a pigsty. A place where hundreds of pigs grunt at once will surely hide my voice."
Though the risk of being seen remained, she believed that at least her voice—the moans of ecstasy erupting during her "training"—would not reach anyone's ears.
'It is humiliating that I'm operating under the premise that voices of lust will escape my lips, but it's better to get used to this sensation while he's gone than to make even more disgraceful noises while being toyed with by his hands.'
This was strictly "training." Though the methods were suggestive, the time had come to prove her resolve not to submit tamely to his conditioning.
Squelch—
"Hng-uuuuuuh... ♥"
As her waist twisted and her heavy breasts swayed, the dumbbell dangling from her rear was once again drawn up toward her buttocks. Even though a female-like moan escaped her at the pressure of the beads pushing up against her internal walls, she didn't care.
"This is... training, just training... it has no other meaning! It's just training to deal with his schemes...!!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
It was a bizarre sight that no amount of money could buy: her body twitching as she spilled fluids from the front while the dumbbell rose vertically at the back. Yet, even while letting out sweet, animalistic moans, her blue eyes scanned the area outside the window incessantly, darting around to guard against any potential passersby.
'Please, let no one pass... a sight like this... I can never show it to anyone...!'
Guarding against onlookers while managing the anal beads—if she were caught doing either, the honor she had built her entire life would be stained forever. A lifetime of effort would plunge into the abyss in a single moment.
'From a knightess praised by the people... to a sow who couldn't resist her own lust and practiced lewd acts in secret...'
Even if she tried to explain the circumstances, no one would listen. The moment the word "abduction" left her lips, everyone would point and laugh. Who in the world could ambush and kidnap the continent's strongest knight? To any observer, it would be easier to believe she was a pervert who had succumbed to her own deviant fetishes, hiding in a farmhouse in broad daylight to lure men with her naked body.
'A lewd woman... they'll call me a lewd woman...'
Earlier, her distraction had caused the dumbbell to slip, but now that she had nearly pulled it all the way up, strange fantasies began to spiral. The delusion of people's perceptions after being discovered began to dominate her mind.
'They wouldn't believe me even if I denied it. Of course not. This 'pussy' that has been stretched into the shape of his member... this hole that hangs open even at a slight breeze, dripping juices and begging to be fed... everyone will point at it.'
Her plea that she was held captive by an evil sorcerer would be thoroughly refuted by her own debauched body. Unlike her upper mouth's eloquent speech, a woman's secret "lower mouth" possessed a far more vivid eloquence, proving what pleasures she had sought just by its silent, rhythmic gaping.
'Those who are disappointed in me will flock here. The soldiers and knights who followed me into battle, the Paladins I collaborated with... they will swarm me and demand to know what I did, how many men I devoured, to end up with such a cavernous 'pussy'...'
Haa... haa...
As her imagination reached the point where she was spreading her own legs in front of a crowd to prove her "innocence," her tongue poked out from her gasping mouth to lick her parched lips.
'It won't just be the 'pussy.' They will surely interrogate this place, my a-anus, as well... because it will be gaping wide just like the front. Since I am filling it with thick beads and widening it even now, I will surely shove these beads in again before their very eyes to prove my innocence.'
At that moment, the dumbbell that had been mere inches from her buttocks stopped moving and suddenly began to descend again.
"Haa-ut... it's... been a long time... this sensation of 'evacuating' something..."
It had been a truly long time. While she had applied pressure to push out the anal plug before, this was different—she was now voluntarily relaxing her grip to let the beads out. The sensation of the beads pushing against her walls as they descended, steadily widening her anus, made the corners of Eleonora's mouth go slack.
Following the original purpose of the excretory organ, her mind grew hazy at the pleasure of pushing something out of her body.
Squelch, squelch, squel-el-el-elch!
The beads that had been dropping one by one began to pour out like heavy rain. Unable to withstand the stimulation, a yellow stream of urine began to spray from her front. The black beads, glistening with intestinal fluids, swung back and forth in rhythm with the dumbbell, and just as the final bead was about to exit her body—
Eleonora, who had been climaxing while wetting herself, suddenly her eyes flashed. She arched her back with all her might, snapping her muscles shut to stop the bead in its tracks.
"That... that sense of evacuation... is so... d-dangerous...!"
She had almost lost to him, intoxicated by the pleasure. She had nearly given him another excuse to train her, but not a chance! Gasping for breath, she returned to her simulation—no, her delusion—of the men condemning her naked self while checking her anus.
'I'll tell them I developed my anus myself to endure the training of the one who imprisoned me. That I had no choice but to temper the grip of my anus to survive his torture, and as a result...!'
"Ngh-huuuuuh... ♥"
Once again, the dumbbell began to be drawn upward. But this time, it wasn't just the dumbbell. The black anal beads, shining with fluids, were being swallowed one by one into her gaping anus, forcing their way back into her hole.
"Everyone will surely wonder... who it was that made my 'pussy' like this, who it was that turned even my a-anus into such a lewd hole that swallows beads whole...! Who was it that trained Eleonora's holes to be his personal property...!"
The man who had turned this body into his exclusive flesh-slave.
Like a snake swallowing bird eggs, every time she swallowed a bead, her blue eyes—which had forgotten to scan the surroundings—became dyed with the colors of ecstasy and joy.
"Haa-ut... I'm... going... I'm c-cumming again... cumming through my back-door again... ♥"
Was it a coincidence? At the exact moment the red-haired Princess was worrying about her friend in the distance, Eleonora was lolling her tongue out and grunting, sinking into yet another climax.