Chapter 27
About three fingers thick. A smooth surface.
A heart with a pointed tip.
I suddenly realized.
The anus.
Goosebumps rose all over my body.
“No!”
“Why?”
“That… That…”
I could no longer continue speaking.
“What about it?”
Kaelan tilted his head.
“Because you think it’s dirty? Or because you’re afraid it will hurt? Or… because you’re ashamed?”
I backed away from him as he smiled.
But soon, I reached the edge of the bed and had nowhere left to retreat.
“It seems to be all of those.”
Kaelan took a step closer, but I could retreat no farther.
“Come down, Aria. We have to go to the bathroom.”
“…To the bathroom, too?”
My heart felt as though it had frozen.
To get to the bathroom, I would have to cross the hallway.
Like this, crawling on all fours.
“Yes, to the bathroom.”
“But… people…”
“Don’t worry. The Count’s dogs aren’t here anymore.”
There was no reasoning with him.
I bit my lip.
Unable to resist the force pulling on the collar, I got off the bed.
My knees trembled.
As I slowly knelt on the floor, Kaelan opened the door.
The hallway.
Morning sunlight streamed in through the windows.
At the far end of the hallway, a young maid mopping the floor turned her eyes toward me.
Her gaze fixed on me.
I crossed the threshold on all fours.
The short hem of the dress left my buttocks completely exposed whenever I moved even a little.
“Ngh…”
A groan escaped me.
“It’s all right. Slowly.”
Kaelan’s gentle voice as he walked ahead, holding my collar, felt all the more cruel.
One step, then another.
My knees scraped against the hard hallway floor.
My palms pressed against the hard marble.
Footsteps sounded from every direction, and I felt countless eyes on me.
Servants stood at the far end of the hallway.
A maid stood frozen in place with cleaning tools in her hands.
Everyone was looking at me.
At me, crawling on all fours in a short dress, wearing a collar and no underwear.
Expressions of shock and contempt.
Some turned their heads away, unable to look.
Some stared in shock and covered their mouths.
Tears streamed down my face from the humiliation of exposing my naked body to so many people whose names I didn’t even know.
“Don’t cry, Aria. We’re almost there.”
Kaelan’s hand stroked my head.
The door opened, and I crawled inside.
Cold tiles and a large bathtub.
Beside it sat a chamber pot and a metal syringe.
Several small objects whose purpose I couldn’t identify.
“Aria, stand up and lie face down beside the bathtub.”
“…Yes.”
I leaned my upper body against the edge of the bathtub.
Cold, smooth stone touched my cheek.
The sound of water running.
The sound of something being mixed.
“It’ll hurt more if you tense up.”
His voice was still gentle.
A cold, damp sensation moistened the cleft between my buttocks, and something pointed touched the space between them.
“Ah…”
“Take a deep breath.”
“I don’t want to… Please…”
“Aria. This is training. Perfect control over everything. That’s where true art begins.”
Along with the sound of something being pressed, something was pushed through my anus and into my intestines.
A foreign sensation, pressure, humiliation.
Tears flowed as all the sensations surged over me at once.
“You’re doing well.”
Warm liquid began to flow inside me.
“Ah… Aah…”
A feeling of fullness inside me, as though my abdomen were swelling.
“Stop… Please… Stop…”
“Just a little more. There’s still some left.”
My stomach felt as though it would burst as the liquid continued to pour in.
My entire body convulsed.
“That’s enough. Try to hold it. Just five minutes.”
“…I can’t… I can’t hold it…”
“If you can’t hold it, we’ll do it again, Aria. You need to develop your self-control.”
It felt as though something were churning inside my stomach.
It hadn’t been long, but I had reached my limit.
“Lord Kaelan… Please…”
“Four minutes.”
The tears would not stop.
“Three minutes.”
The trembling throughout my body gradually grew worse.
“Two minutes.”
“One minute.”
“Nghhh…!”
I had reached my limit.
I didn’t think I could hold it any longer.
“That’s enough. We’ll stop here.”
.
.
.
A few minutes later.
I was once again leaning over the edge of the bathtub.
Kaelan was wiping me down with a cloth from behind.
“Good job, Aria.”
His praising voice was filled with satisfaction, but I could feel only humiliation.
My body trembled and tears flowed, but I soothed myself with the thought that this was only an act.
When he was away from the estate.
The paper knife.
The window.
The ivy.
My escape plan was still viable.
For now, I had to endure.
“Now we can begin your training.”
The sound of him picking something up from the shelf.
An ivory-colored heart.
A small bottle containing a transparent liquid.
“Now I’ll tune you perfectly with this.”
Cold liquid flowed down the cleft between my buttocks once again.
It felt different from the liquid that had entered my anus earlier—slick and unpleasant.
“Ngh!”
A single finger suddenly thrust into my anus.
My entire body tensed reflexively, and I let out a groan, but he paid no attention.
“Don’t tense up, Aria. If you tighten an instrument too much before a performance, its strings will snap. You need to relax so it hurts less.”
His voice was still gentle, but the movement of his finger was persistent and mechanical.
He rubbed and spread the inner wall, forcibly opening a path for the next step.
A second finger soon forced its way inside.
The sensation of the cramped space being forcibly stretched.
I could vividly feel the friction as my inner walls were scraped.
Tears welled up again.
The violence of his attempt to tame and reshape the most intimate and vulnerable part of my body according to his will.
As though enjoying my reaction, Kaelan did not slow the movement of his fingers.
It seemed as though he were listening to every small spasm and breath I let out.
When he finally forced a third finger inside, I panted and struck my forehead against the edge of the bathtub.
I had reached my limit.
Just then, the smooth ivory object shaped like a heart touched my anus.
Its size and pressure were on an entirely different level from his fingers.
“No… Please… Not that…”
My voice was breaking pitifully.
“It’s all right. You’re prepared enough. Now, take a deep breath.”
Before he had even finished speaking, the pointed tip of the heart began to press inward slowly, but with irresistible force.
“Nghhh…!”
I couldn’t even scream properly.
Although the space had been forcibly opened with his fingers, it was nowhere near large enough to accommodate that solid foreign object.
Pain as though my flesh were tearing.
The muscles inside screamed and contracted violently, but his strength overpowered them and drove it deeper inside.
“You’re doing well, Aria. The sound is getting better.”
As the smooth surface scraped my inner walls and was pushed farther inside, the pressure changed into a sensation beyond pain, as though my organs were twisting.
It felt as though not only my anus but my entire pelvis were being forced open.
Deeper and deeper.
When the widest part of the heart passed through, my vision flashed white.
My whole body trembled like an aspen leaf, and cold sweat poured down like rain.
“Ah…! Aah!”
At last, the massive body of the heart settled completely inside with a wet squelch.
I could feel the heavy, solid foreign object deep in my lower abdomen.
I remained bent over the edge of the bathtub, able to do nothing but gasp for breath.
My mind was hazy from the pain and pressure that felt as though they would tear my anus apart.
I prayed that this would be the end, but he was not satisfied.
“Good. Now let’s move on to the next step.”
Still speaking calmly, he picked up another object from the shelf.
At the edge of my vision, I caught a glimpse of a strange object: several ivory beads, each smaller than half a pinky fingernail, threaded onto a metal string.
The situation and his words made me realize what it was for, and my mind snapped sharply awake.
“No… No… Please, not there…”
A hoarse voice burst from my throat.
Even the foreign object lodged in my anus had already reduced my human dignity to rock bottom.
But that…
The thought of having even the final passage for excretion controlled by his hands was a humiliation I couldn’t even imagine.
Ignoring my pleas, Kaelan reached between my legs and inspected my defenselessly exposed vulva.
“There must be no gaps in art, Aria. You must be able to control your own body perfectly.”
I felt cold liquid being applied around the opening of my urethra.
My body stiffened from shame and fear.
When his fingers slightly spread the opening, I desperately tried to squeeze my legs shut, but my body could not muster enough strength.
A bead’s cold touch reached me from the opening of my urethra.
“This… This is different… That place…”
I could not bring myself to continue.
“I know. That’s why it requires even more delicate tuning.”
He began slowly pushing the first bead inside.
“Ngh!”
A sharp, tearing pain incomparable to what I had felt in my anus.
The sensation of a hard foreign object forcibly squeezing into that narrow, sensitive passage through which urine emerged was hell itself.
A terrible feeling of something scraping and stretching inside my body.
As my vision blurred, I reflexively twisted my waist to escape, but his firm hand pressed down on my pelvis, leaving me unable to move.
When it felt as though the pain would swallow my consciousness, I clenched my teeth.
Beaufort. Kyle. Kaelan.
I repeated the names of those I would take revenge on.
So I wouldn’t forget this pain.
So I could use that humiliation as fuel for revenge.
Without fail.
Even if my body gradually became his.
I would never surrender this resolve—not my heart.
“Shh… If you move, you’ll get hurt. It won’t be beautiful.”
His gentle whisper sounded like a demon’s curse.
Enjoying my reaction as I trembled in pain, he pushed in the second and third beads one after another.
Each time a bead passed through my urethra, agonizing pain surged through every nerve in my body.
I could feel the pressure reaching my bladder.
How many beads had he inserted?
At last, he stopped, apparently satisfied.
Only the loop at the end of the string remained outside, swaying.
Now both exits, above and below, were blocked by foreign objects inserted according to his will.
Other than breathing, nothing remained that my body could do on its own.
The pressure and foreign sensation in my bladder and rectum.
And the helplessness of being unable to relieve either at will.
I remained bent over, shedding silent tears.
With his control stamped into my body, inside and out, I no longer felt human.
Kaelan reached over my back and gently brushed my sweat-soaked hair aside, seemingly satisfied.
“Now you finally look like a pet dog.”
His voice was filled with satisfaction.
Still bent over the edge of the bathtub and shedding tears, I was looking at his neck through them.
The fangs were still there.
Someday.
Someday, I would make him pay for all of this.