It was a room with a small window.
No, calling it a room was too generous for such a bleak space.
It was a prison with a design similar to the underground cell where she had once been confined.
The difference was the barred window through which the outside could peer in.
In fact, the leering gazes of several sinister bandits were scanning Yuris's body up and down.
Meeting their eyes, Yuris instinctively covered her chest and shyly clasped her hands together.
"Hey, you planning to do it here?"
"Got a problem with that?"
At the bandit's question, she shook her head.
She didn't have a choice anyway.
It was merely a question to remind her of her place.
Yuris shook her head weakly.
"Today, I want to have some fun."
"Y-you're going to have fun?"
"Your tone's getting cocky again."
"…"
"Whatever. Tone can be fixed anytime. What matters is that you're in my hands again today."
The bandit untied the rope attached to her shackles and threw Yuris onto the prison floor.
"Ugh!"
Whistles from the bandits echoed as they watched her roll on the cold prison floor.
"Boss, why don't you strip her already!"
"Hurry up and strip her! Let us see those juicy tits!"
"Fuck, I wanna pound her so bad!"
Her face flushed at their visual assault and taunts.
She could handle the bandit leader in front of her, but the humiliation of being ogled by those outside the barred window was something she still hadn't gotten used to.
Did he sense her discomfort?
"Shut up!"
The bandit roared at his underlings loitering and staring from outside the window.
"No one says a word until I give permission. Just watch with your eyes."
"…"
With that single command, the underlings fell silent.
Yuris felt her body tremble at the sight of them all quieting under the dominant male's growl.
Even she felt fear from the bandit's shout.
"He definitely used mana."
Like a knight who had reached the rank of master.
Though he likely wasn't a true master knight, he was undoubtedly skilled.
"Now it's a bit quieter."
"…W-what are you going to do now? Humiliate me in front of your men?"
"Obviously. Isn't that what you came here for? Strutting in, reeking of a bitch in heat."
As he suddenly shoved his hand into her pants.
"Hnnng~!"
Yuris trembled with a sob-like moan.
Yes, this was it.
The feeling of her precious place being roughly invaded by thick, coarse fingers.
The sensation of someone freely entering a place she'd never allowed anyone to touch.
The rough touch that made her realize her precious thing wasn't precious at all.
Wasn't this why she came here?
At the touch she'd long awaited, Yuris instinctively swayed her hips.
"Heh, you wanted it that bad?"
"…I-I wanted it."
Yuris recognized her role once again.
A female submitting to this man.
In this fantasy, the fake Yuris was the perfect lustful woman for the role.
Ah, she couldn't pretend to be a knight in front of this man anymore.
Her strength drained away.
"Raise your arms. I'll even indulge in that bitch-like scent you prepared."
"…"
She obeyed, lifting both arms.
Her still-damp armpits, not yet dry from sweat, emitted an embarrassing smell.
"It's overflowing with the pheromones of a holy bitch."
The chuckling bandit buried his face in her armpit.
It was as humiliating as having his hand in her pussy, but she endured.
Each time his rough beard and breath grazed her armpit, Yuris's body twitched.
"W-wait a second…"
"Stay still."
She obeyed his command.
That was the role of the fake Yuris.
*Ssshh, haaa.*
His hand continued to stimulate her lower parts as he inhaled deeply, savoring her pheromones.
Bound by shackles, she couldn't resist and simply waited as ordered.
"Hnn! Hnng! Ah… Haa♥!"
Excited moans escaped her each time he exhaled.
Seeing the bandit revel in a smell so personal and vulgar, one she'd never wanted anyone to experience, gave her an odd sense of satisfaction.
"This huge man is burying his face in my armpit to smell me."
It was a strange sensation.
She should hate it, but why did it feel so good?
Having had his fill of her scent, the bandit stood, revealing a bulge so prominent it strained against his pants.
"That's the face of someone who wants cock."
"…"
"If you want it that bad, take it off. I'll give you what you've always wanted but never tried."
"Ahh."
Like an obedient slave, Yuris pulled off the bandit's pants.
As she removed his sweat-soaked pants, a strong scent wafted out.
*Slap.*
"Khh!"
The bandit's erect, massive cock slapped her cheek.
Entranced by the potent smell, Yuris unconsciously sniffed it.
Strangely, the cock that should've reeked had no smell.
Odd.
Something…
Was missing.
Why?
She didn't know.
Her confusion was brief.
"What are you doing? Not satisfied with your master's cock?"
The bandit thrust his cock toward her face.
In that moment, the musky male scent pierced her nose, making her mind hazy.
Ahh, what a good smell.
Each twitch of the massive cock, with precum beading at the tip, sent a potent scent stabbing at her nose.
The intense male odor, enough to make her pussy drip just from smelling it, drew her hand downward.
*Clank.*
The sound of chains rattled as her hand slipped into her pants.
Rubbing herself, Yuris sniffed the cock's scent and waited.
"Good slave. Smelling it without even being told."
"…"
Even at his insulting words, Yuris only smirked.
The degrading voice sent a pleasure so intense it felt like her brain cells were bursting.
A pleasure she could never feel from merely winning a fight.
"Wait. Burn your master's scent into your mind."
"Ah…"
With her master's permission, Yuris sniffed more eagerly.
Good smell.
Cock smell.
I love cock.
Love it. Love it. Love it. Love it.
The scent was so good.
Just smelling it felt like her nerves were being violated.
Now she understood why the bandit was so desperate to smell her.
The scent of an aroused male was just too good.
Her bitch scent must feel just as good to him, right?
As she stuck out her tongue to lick the tip of his cock.
The bandit pulled back and asked her.
Ah, just a little more, and she could've touched it.
"What do you want to do?"
"I-I…"
"If you're honest, I'll reward you. But if you lie even now, I'll send you back to the village."
She didn't want to go back to the village now.
Not after getting this aroused and leaving unsatisfied.
"I-I want to suck your cock."
"Still a cocky tone, but I'll let it slide. I'm a merciful master, after all."
She didn't even think to deny his boastful claim of being her master.
Her mind was entirely consumed by the twitching cock before her.
"Suck it with your mouth. This cock is the real master you'll serve from now on."
In that moment, she licked the tip with her tongue and swallowed the cock whole.
"Mmph!"
The bandit's cock was so big she had to open her mouth painfully wide to take it in.
Her jaw muscles strained, but even that sensation felt like pleasure to her.
The moment the hot cock slid in, touching her throat, the pain sparked her masochistic desires.
It was incomparably larger, harder, and hotter than a mere sword hilt.
A cock that left no room for ease once it was in her mouth.
"So good. The cock's so big, it's so good."
It was good because it felt like being dominated, like she couldn't control herself.
She sucked the cock, pushing her head forward.
The deeper it went, the more painful it was to fill her mouth, but this was what she'd always longed for, so the pain was nothing.
Of course, she'd hoped to take it in her other mouth, but this was more than enough.
She pushed forward, taking the thick cock that had made her pussy come into her mouth.
The potent cock smell made her nose twitch.
Oh, what should I do?
It's so good.
I shouldn't feel this way.
I know I shouldn't, but…
"I keep wanting to taste it."
The massive cock thrust inside.
The feeling of her throat being forced open was agonizing, but Yuris endured.
It was the natural pain a loser should feel.
The winner simply enjoyed the loser's submission.
With the cock in her mouth, Yuris looked up at the bandit.
He gazed down at her with greedy eyes.
"Sloppy, but you've got strength."
Each time his blatant stare pierced her, her heart raced.
Knowing this man desired her more than anyone made her feel good.
Good, good. I love sucking cock while looking at a man's pleasure-drunk face.
A new fetish was forming in Yuris.
Being so pure, like a blank canvas, she absorbed the colors faster than anyone.
To earn the bandit's praise.
She moved her head faster.
Her stamina and strength were unmatched.
She was confident she was on a different level from ordinary women.
How long had she been sucking?
"I'm gonna come, take it."
"Mmph."
She meant to say "yes," but the massive cock garbled her words.
She moved her head more, teasing the cock.
"I'm coming!"
"Mmmph!"
The bandit's cock twitched, filling her mouth with a fishy, thick scent.
She realized the sticky, viscous substance he shot into her mouth was the semen she'd only heard about.
"Mmph! Mmph…"
"Savor the taste and open your mouth."
Open her mouth?
Now?
"Show me what you've got in your mouth."
Such perverse taste.
But she didn't entirely dislike the command.
It was proof she belonged to him.
"Mmmph."
Yuris vulgarly opened her mouth, showing the hot semen filling it.
Do men like this kind of thing?
Even as she opened her mouth, she thought it was strange.
Of course, she had no obligation to think.
The Yuris in this fantasy was a captive, a slave who didn't need to think.
"It's just the fake Yuris, after all."
The bandit looked down at her, proudly displaying her open mouth, and gave a fishy smile.
"To think the Iron-Blooded Knight would hold a lowly bandit's semen in her mouth and show it off. How amusing."
She shook her head.
No.
I'm not the Iron-Blooded Knight right now.
You made me like this.
Why tease me when you've made me realize I'm not the Iron-Blooded Knight?
"You're saying you're not?"
"Mmph."
"You can't speak with semen in your mouth. Swallow it. Feel what you are."
If he said to swallow, she would.
Obeying the command, Yuris swallowed the semen in her mouth.
The Yuris who once considered it shameful to take orders from a mere bandit was gone.
Here, kneeling and half-naked, was just a noble lady Yuris wanted to be.
"Haa, haa. Bitter taste…"
"You'll come to love that taste."
The chuckling bandit stroked her head.
"Well done. You're an excellent slave."
"…"
It was a strange feeling.
This moment, being treated like a pet, felt better than receiving a medal from the Empress.
"A well-behaved bitch deserves a reward, don't you think? Tell me what you want. I'll grant it."
"…H-here?"
"Yes. I'll grant anything you say. If you want to be freed, I could let you go right now."
"I-I…"
Finally, she could do it?
Looking up at the bandit, Yuris grasped his still-hard cock with both hands, despite him just having come, and rubbed it against her face.
"P-please. Take my virginity with this mighty thing."