The four of us were bare-chested in our maidâs uniforms, hands against the wall, waiting for the moment.
âWho wants to be the first to be inserted?â
The Confinement King said this behind my back, and Mako screamed next to me.
âPlease, give it to me!ăPlease have mercy on me!ăPlease fill my shallow place with your strong cock, Confinement King!â
Hotta and Kishiro then appealed.
âO King of Confinement!ăIâm tighter than them!ăPlease fill me up!â
âUuuuâŚ..itâs so painful, please insert me quickly!ăIâll do my best to make you feel good!â
But it was my waist that the Confinement King grabbed, to the dismay and envy of Mako and the other three.
âIntroduce yourself.â
âHa, yesâŚ..Iâm Saito Ayumi..Please enjoy my body to the fullestâŚ..â
My heart beat now like a rapid-fire bell. It was hard to breathe. I had never had a boyfriend before, and of course I had never had any experience with men. And yet, my crotch was already wet and sore, twitching shallowly in anticipation of the visit of the King of Confinementâs muscular devotion.
I could not give out any words. At that moment, the glans began to invade my womanâs hole.
âNnaaa, nnghhâŚâ
The sensation of being pushed open and penetrated through the narrow vaginal cavity was filled with the pleasure of becoming one with the Master whom I adored. The feeling of satisfaction of being able to fill the missing space was irreplaceable. Ah, the moment I had been waiting for had come.
âAaaaahhh! Oh, my Confinement King! Thank you so much!!â
Pleasure flooded out of the back of my throat in the form of my voice, and I arched my back and screamed with delight.
With his hands on my hip bones, the Confinement King suddenly began to thrust up deep inside me, hard.
I was holding my hands against the wall and trying my best to maintain my posture, when the Confinement King furiously pushed me from behind. I could hear my colleaguesâ sad sighs from the left and right, and my feelings of superiority made me feel more aroused.
âAaah! Aaah! Aaah! I can feel it! Confinement King-samaâŚ.!! If you pinched my nipples, I would cummed right away!ăAaah!ăOh, Confinement King! Thatâs great! Aaah, aaah, aaah!â
I was drooling from the corners of my mouth as I spoke.
âYes, yes!ăPlease, watch me, enjoy the debauched face of this slutty maid!â
I was being driven to the peak of sensuality by the fast, unrestrained movement, and before I knew it, my skin had turned pink and large drops of sweat were flowing on the surface.
âMnnâŚIâm cummingâŚâŚcumming!!â
Something popped deep inside my body, I was catching my breath and the stars scattered before my eyes.
At that momentâŚ
âAaaaaaAAaaaaa!!â
I woke up from my bed with a scream.
âHaaaa, haaaa, haaaâŚâŚâ
My breathing became disordered and my body became sweaty. My rough breathing sounds echoed in the dark maidâs waiting room.
I wiped the sweat dripping down my chin with the back of my hand.
âThat dream againâŚâŚâ
Even though it was a dream, the feeling of a hard cock thrust up the pit of my stomach remained vivid.
We four apprentice maids were now forced to sleep naked. This caused embarrassing juices to drip from between our legs, soaking the sheets.
Looking around again, Kishijo, Maco and Hotta were breathing hard on the beds lined up in the room as well. Since that day when everyone in the girls track and field club was released, the four of us had dreamt the same dream every day when we went to sleep. A dream of being raped by the Confinement King and with our own volition.
As I recalled, our hell began from that moment when Shiratori-senpai singled us out.
We were tortured in the name of interrogation, and the backs of our legs were crushed in a huge vise.
The horror of having parts of our bodies slowly minced into mincemeat. I was revived back without a scratch as I cried and screamed, but I never wanted to experience that kind of pain again.
Unlike everyone else who was released, we were to remain here for another year.
Now we were desperate to cajole with the head maid to avoid being punished.
I sometimes got the feeling from her every word that she was trying to brainwash us. But that was rather welcome. Once we were completely brainwashed, we wouldnât have to undergo such a mangled punishment.
The first time we were allowed to have a meeting with the Confinement King was the day after everyone was released.
My first impression was that he was a very dull, gloomy bastard.
âIâm not trying to kill you. But what you did to Fujiwara-san is a bit unforgivable. So as a penalty, Iâm going to make you work here as a maid for a year.â
Confinement King-sama said this with no dignity whatsoever.
From this appearance alone, anyone would surely underestimate him. In fact, I thought that if I could beat him up, take him hostage and escape. Thinking back, how could I have thought such a horrible thing? However, after this, some of us expressed our contempt for the Confinement King.
That night, as we returned to the maidâs waiting room, Ayaka Kishijo, the cynical one, said under her breath.
âWhatâs that, isnât he creepy? Thereâs no need to be scared of that little guy. Itâs the head maid and the sackhead that scare me. He was just like a fox with the authority of a tiger.â
No one was listening except the four of us. I guessed that was what we thought. But that perception was too naive.
Sure enough, the next morning, Kishijo was forced by the head maid to bathe half of her body in a bath of concentrated sulfuric acid.
White smoke rose thickly, and Kishijoâs voice, which sounded like a desperate plea, was still stuck in my ears. Her lower body was shrivelling up as it was burnt to a crisp, and there was no way anyone could resist the fear of being exposed to that.
âConfinement King-sama is a generous man, and he has told me not to kill you. But he said thereâs no problem as long as I donât kill you, and it is not forbidden to make you think that you would be better off dead. Is that clear? This is discipline. It is called a love whip.â
The head maid told us with a soft smile.
I was too scared. I wanted myself to be brainwashed as fast as possible. That was what I thought.
Since then, every morning we recited a phrase in praise of the Confinement King and rubbed our foreheads on the ground to thank him, saying that it was all thanks to him that we were alive today.
We were told that the Confinement King was generous to those who adored him.
We could tell by looking at it. We had seen his favourite princesses on occasion and they looked very happy.
So, our current dream was to one day be taken as a semi-favourite princess, if not became the favoured princessâŚâŚof the Confinement King .
The head maid told us that those who had made special achievements would be given the right to offer their virginity to the Confinement King. Somehow, that became our encouragement.
ĂĂĂ
We got out of bed, got ready and lined up in the dining room to await the arrival of the head maid.
âGood morning.â
âăăăă Good morning. The great Confinement King has given us the meaning of life, and we wake up today in a happy mood! ăăăăâ
We responded to the head maidâs greeting with the usual words.
âVery well. We will now have our breakfast and briefing for the day.â
âYes, Mam!â
âThe Third Favorite Princess was sharing a bedroom with Confinement King-sama last night. After the Confinement King-sama left, Earthworm was in charge of taking care of the Third Favorite Princess. Then, Centipede and Tapeworm were the one who made the bed, and Cockroach was in charge of taking care of Kyoko-sama. Also, the Second Favorite Princess will be arriving today, accompanied by Shima-sama and Semi-Favorite Princess Apprentice Takasago-sama, so please prepare a feast for them.â
Earthworm was my name here. Centipede was Kishijo, Tapeworm was Hotta, and Saito was Cockroach.
And so our day began in a hurry.
As soon as Takasago-sama left the dining hall and the Second Favoured Princess and Shima-sama went to the swimming pool, the head maid said, [Now then, we will begin todayâs training. Everyone please move to the training area].
There was a staircase leading from one of the servantsâ waiting rooms to the basement. As we descended the stairs, there was a large room with bare concrete walls.
We lined up there and waited for the head maid at the front to speak.
âWell, you fucking bugs! Itâs time for another fun exercise session! Have you been looking forward to it?â
âăăăă Yes, mam! ăăăăâ
âCockroach! Describe your role being downgraded to the lowest form of life on earth.â
âYes, Mam! To become a weapon of slaughter, ruthlessly slaughtering the fools who stand in the way of the Confinement King-sama!â
The Head Maid then spoke quietly as she walked slowly in small steps.
âVery good. Subhuman germs that do not deserve to live. Your very existence is an error. I cannot understand how nematodes like you can call yourselves homo sapiens by mistake. What are you, the leftovers created in your fatherâs testicles, doing, consuming oxygen with such bravado?â
It was a horrible thing to say, but it was not as bad as it sounded. At the beginning of this training, we couldnât stop the tears from falling from our eyes just from the abusive language.
âYou are bulky rubbish. You are such a bad mess that contractors refuse to bury you in landfill. But as long as you are trained as weapons, even rubbish can be put to use. At the very least, I will train them again so that they can be useful to the Confinement King and be scattered. Letâs start with push-ups! Go!â
The training menu always started with push-ups.
âKuâŚâŚuuuuuu.â
Around the 80th mark, Kishijo groaned while her arms were shaking.
âWhat? Centipede. Are you finished? Do you want to take a bath in concentrated sulfuric acid right now?â
âNo, mam!â
The Head Maidâs relentless cursing echoed through the room.
âThe reason you canât do it is because you think you canât! Do something with your guts! You fucking worm!â
âYes, mam!â
It was a messed up theory, but there was no way I could refute it. If I objected, I would immediately go to the concentrated sulfuric acid bath.
But it was not only Kishijo who was suffering. The quota of the push ups was 200 times. As a matter of course, until today no one had been able to reach the quota, and we ended up retiring after being abused and called a failure.
Everyoneâs faces were crumpled up, holding back the tears that were about to spill out.
Eventually, around the hundred mark, we all dropped out. As we fell down and gasped for breath, the head maid kept hurling abusive language at us. Considering that on the first day we had all dropped out after 30 times, that should have been a considerable improvement.
âYou amphibious vomit! How long do you intend to stay snuggled up together? Itâs time for some live-fire training. If you donât want to be eaten alive, pick up your weapons and fight like hell.â
âYes, mam!â
Immediately, part of the wall of the room opened noisily and a two-necked giant beast, Orthros, rushed out. We jumped up in a panic and picked up our weapons, which were propped up against the wall of the room.
[TL:Orthrus/Orthros (Greek Mythology) : a two-headed dog who guarded Geryonâs cattle and was killed by Heracles ]
I had the Halberd, Kishijo had the Great Sword, Mako had the War Hammer and Hotta had the Battle Axe.
With our weapons in our hands, we braced ourselves against the giant beasts. Just desperately. Just to live.
ĂĂĂ
[Liliâs POV]
âWhy do they only have heavy weapons like that, Devi? Isnât that a disadvantage against the fast Orthrus, Devi?â
The maid apprentices were desperately fighting against the demon beasts brought from the demon world. In their hands, they held a battle axe, a war hammer, a Halberd and a greatsword.
As I looked at them, Freesia said a word.
âThe weight and destructive power are the key. Thatâs how maids fight.â
I had never heard of such a story. Apparently, it was Freesiaâs obsession.
âWell, the apprentice maids have become much better able to resist the monsters in the last few days, Devi.â
In fact, even though it took four of them to fight one of them, they were getting good and able to fight Orthrus on equal terms. In the beginning, they were helplessly devoured.
âThe food we give them is all filled with miasma, so their transformation into demons is gradually progressing. If we are talking about a level of demonization that does not affect their appearance, then this is probably the limit.â
The build-up of forces was urgent. It was a bad thing that some of the aristocrats in the demon world seemed to have sensed Fumihumiâs presence. FumiFumi was my trump card. I must protect him no matter what.
âFumiFumi-sama needs to gain more strength. Otherwise, there is no way to change Ohime-samaâs fate.â
âEven you say so, DeviâŚâŚ FumiFumi seems to be satisfied with his revenge, Devi. I need to think of something that will motivateâŚâŚ FumiFumi, Devi.â