Until now, I had raped Eris mostly in the missionary position whenever possible.
I couldn’t simply say that we had “had sex,” but I had tried not to stray too far from the positions men and women commonly used.
Then here was the question.
Was taking her from behind outside the bounds of normal?
No.
There was nothing particularly strange about it.
It was a position humans must have learned by watching beasts mate since ancient times, realizing, “So you can have sex like that, too”—a position in which the male could completely press down on and take the female from above.
In that sense, it was quite different from the positions I had used with Eris until now.
Because this was a position belonging to the male, for the male, and by the male.
“Gnnngh...!”
Amid the clinking of chains, Eris twisted her body and let out a moan of humiliation.
Kneeling on all fours atop the round table, she had been forced to wear a new set of chained cuffs extending from the front of the table, over the shackles around her wrists.
As a result, Eris had lost all freedom while bent over the table.
‘It seems like it’s supposed to be used the other way around.’
It looked like a restraint table meant to lay someone spread-eagled across it, leaving their naked body exposed above—but tools were meant to be used however one pleased, weren’t they?
“Eris.”
“.......”
Eris did not answer.
Perhaps it was because she was bent forward like this, but she stared straight ahead without giving me any response.
She couldn’t lower her head.
If she did and looked down, she would see ‘something.’
“Eris.”
I knelt down behind her.
“You’re even prettier from behind.”
“W-what did you say...?!”
“I’m only being honest.”
She had the sort of build suited for easy childbirth.
Her well-shaped buttocks, typical of women who trained like female knights, were impressive enough, but apart from that, I could confidently say that her naturally endowed pelvic line was the finest among all the women I had taken here so far.
‘To think I hadn’t touched this until now.’
It was a sight I had never known while pounding into her from the front.
Even during her conditioning, I had never thought to deliberately touch her buttocks.
But now, with those buttocks right in front of me, how could I possibly think of anything else?
Swish.
I pulled down her underwear.
Before coming to my room, Eris always took a thorough shower in her cell, so alongside the fragrant scent of soap, the distinctive smell of a female teased my nose.
“Kh, nnngh...!”
Eris let out a muffled groan.
She seemed to be worrying about something, judging from how she drew her legs together and tried to lower her body while feeling embarrassed.
‘Does she think I’m going to eat her out?’
She drew her legs slightly back and twisted her body.
Since her first experience with a man had involved me eating her pussy, Eris had been conditioned so that oral sex was one pleasure she could feel with absolute certainty.
‘But not today.’
If that were what I intended, I wouldn’t have made her bend over like this.
I could eat her out right now if I wanted, but I had no intention of doing so today.
Squeeze.
“Eek?!”
I grabbed her buttocks firmly.
They were larger than massive lumps of bread dough, yet elastic at the same time.
“Whew....”
The sensation was somehow even more satisfying in my hands than touching her breasts.
Without realizing it, I rotated both hands in opposite directions, lightly encircling her buttocks—and then—
Smack—!
“Eek?!”
I slapped her buttocks with both hands.
It was only a light spanking, but Eris’s body bounced violently from that single blow.
“Y-you, what do you think you’re...!”
“‘You’?”
The moment Eris tilted her head back, I raised my right hand high above her.
“Say that again. What did you say?”
“I-I...”
“How insolent.”
Smack.
“Nhngh?!”
Eris let out a moan.
It seemed less a sound of pleasure or pain than one of shame—she was already embarrassed at exposing her pussy to a man, and having her buttocks struck by his hand only intensified it.
‘Shall I develop her further?’
Conditioning her was partly meant to turn her into a vampire, but another method was to drown her in pleasure until she began crying, “I’ll become a vampire, so please fuck me!”
That had probably been the original plan the Vampire Princess envisioned when she entrusted the conditioning room to me.
“Conveniently enough, I brought this to test it.”
I took out an object I had placed beneath the table.
“What—what are you planning to do...?!”
Eris turned her head back.
A trace of bewilderment crossed her face, which had been flushed bright red with humiliation.
“W-wait...! What are you holding in your hand...?”
“You catch on quickly.”
I poured the pink slime inside the glass bottle over my hand.
Its texture was softer and stickier than modern love lubricant, while its scent was so sweet it was almost more appropriate to call it a fragrance.
“It’s the bodily fluid of an aphrodisiac slime.”
“A-an aphrodisiac...?! Don’t tell me you’re going to use it on me...?!”
“I thought I’d conduct an experiment. I wanted to see how effective it would be on our lady knight.”
Splatter.
“Eeeek?!”
The fluid of an aphrodisiac slime was not particularly warm.
But with the slime sprayed directly across her buttocks, its sticky yet widely spreading sensation—like moisturizing cream—was bound to leave her flustered.
“Don’t worry. It isn’t going to make your sensitivity increase by three thousand times or anything like that.”
“If it did, a person would die...!”
“Exactly. You would. So rest assured—it won’t kill you.”
Even if she did die from something like that, I was prepared to turn back to the moment before I had first ejaculated inside Eris for her sake.
In the first place, I hadn’t brought anything so potent.
This was a bargaining chip for later.
“Though, do you perhaps want to become that sensitive?”
“N-no!”
“You say that, but the tension in your buttocks seems to have been easing for a while now.”
“W-wait...!”
As I placed both hands on the buttocks I had splashed with the aphrodisiac and ran them over the whole surface, Eris buried her face downward.
“Nh, nngh, it’s hot...!”
The heat of her reaction carried through into my hands. Since Eris was absorbing the aphrodisiac through her skin, her entire backside must have felt as though it were on fire.
Smack.
“!!!”
I swung my hand hard enough that some of the slime flew forward, and Eris jerked her head sharply backward.
Plop, plop.
Something fell downward.
It wasn’t the slime running down her buttocks and becoming liquid. A different fluid was pouring from Eris’s body below.
“Can you see it?”
“Nh, nngh...!”
“You should be able to see it quite clearly.”
I slowly lowered my hand.
“N-no, don’t!!”
My hand was still covered in aphrodisiac, and Eris trembled as she shrieked at me.
“D-don’t put it in...!”
“Now that’s a more honest reaction.”
“If you put something like that in me, I-I really will...!”
“Isn’t that why people use aphrodisiacs—to become intoxicated by pleasure and feel good?”
Squish.
“Eeeek!”
“Look at this. Your pussy’s already beginning to turn slick.”
When I rubbed the finger I had pushed inside from side to side, Eris’s waist twisted sharply.
Clink.
Though she was bent forward, her legs had not been restrained, and Eris slipped sideways as if she had fallen over.
“It’s not as if that will stop me from putting it in.”
“P-please stop...! My pussy, it’s getting hot...!”
“I’m telling you, that’s the good part.”
Squish, squish.
“Let’s go crazy together.”
“Nnngh?!”
I emptied the remaining aphrodisiac from the glass bottle, then pushed it directly inside Eris’s pussy.
It was a little different from lubricant like love gel.
It contained aphrodisiac properties, but it was also a paralytic poison that numbed sensation.
“Nh, kh, nngh...!!”
“Even if it hurts, you probably won’t be able to feel it properly. Slimes that spray aphrodisiacs—not ordinary slimes—have a habit of making their prey unable to feel pain, so they can die in pleasure without escaping.”
“W-who wouldn’t know that... Nnngh?!”
Pssshh.
Eris lost control of herself once more.
Because she had fallen onto her side, a stream ran down from beneath her thigh, but I swept up even that fluid with my hand and rubbed it thoroughly over her thigh and buttocks along with the aphrodisiac.
“I haven’t even put my dick in yet, so why are you having such a hard time?”
“P-please, hurry...!”
“Hm?”
“Hurry, hurry and finish me...!”
Eris began pleading with me in a pained voice.
“Hurry and come inside me—hic—I-I can’t stand this anymore...!”
“Inside you quickly? What exactly are you asking me to put in?”
I seized Eris by the waist and forcibly lifted her.
Her legs trembled, but I bent her knees so she couldn’t slide forward, pulled her buttocks slightly backward, and gripped her pelvis tightly from both sides.
“What are you asking me to put in?”
“Y-your...”
“‘Your’ what?”
“Your—ngh...!”
Eris’s face turned bright red as her fists trembled.
“Your cock! Put your cock in me—!”
In the end, she shouted forcefully, as if vomiting out her pleasure.
“Hurry and fuck me—hic—do something about this already...!!”
“For someone asking a favor, you’re still awfully insolent. But it is a considerable improvement.”
I pressed my cock against Eris’s pussy.
She was already thoroughly soaked with her fluids and the aphrodisiac, so there was no need to tease her further.
‘Should I toy with her a little more?’
If I merely placed my cock against her pussy and slipped only the tip of the glans between her folds, she would surely become frantic with the desire to take it—
‘But she looks like she might really cry if I did that, so I’ll just fuck her today.’
It would be enjoyable to take her while making her cry, but she was not at that stage yet.
“Eris.”
Squish.
I called her name as I pushed my cock inside.
“Can you see it?”
“.......”
Eris did not answer.
I pushed my cock all the way in, deliberately spreading her legs slightly apart from side to side.
“You should be able to see it. From the moment you saw this table, from the instant you climbed onto it, you must have been able to see it.”
“N-no...!”
Eris had been trying to look only straight ahead the entire time.
Never downward—always straight ahead.
Naturally.
If she lowered her head and opened her eyes, she would come face-to-face with herself.
“I don’t know what kind of bastard made something like this, but he must have had a truly nasty personality. Don’t you think?”
A rape table.
Its surface was not simply covered with a tablecloth or made of wood.
It was made of a ‘mirror.’
“What kind of expression do you think your face is making right now?”
As if she did not want me to see her face, Eris pressed herself completely forward.
She drew both arms in and buried her face between them, lowering her head so that I could not see her expression.
But because of that—
I would be able to see it even more clearly.
Little by little.
The face of a female knight becoming steeped in pleasure, becoming the face of a female consumed by it.