The Temptation of Submission

Loynin had already gone with Beth Daisy to learn the duties of a maid.

Beth Daisy even winked at me, declaring she would ‘properly educate’ Loynin on the strict rules of maid service.

It seemed Loynin’s aspiration to become a maid wouldn’t be as smooth as she might have hoped.

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A sudden, wild fantasy seized me.

How utterly delightful and satisfying it would be if the tall, strong-willed Senior Faein were to wear a maid outfit, her face etched with humiliation, reluctantly kneeling before me!

This proud senior, her long, dark hair veiling her eyelashes, her eyes still burning with a hint of stubbornness and defiance, yet forced into a black and white maid uniform, lace garter stockings, kneeling at my feet…

I shook my head, dispelling the fantasy. Forget it. That was surely an impossibility!

For now, my sole aim was to find a way to subjugate Faein, to make her submit to me. Yet, achieving this would prove far more challenging than taming Loynin, that born masochist.

****

After bathing, I changed into a black, semi-transparent lace nightgown, donning purple lingerie beneath. I meticulously combed my hair, tying two light purple bows into my twin pigtails, ready to interrogate Senior Faein once more!

‘Why bother with grooming and makeup when I’m merely going to interrogate a captive?’ Even as this question formed in my mind, my body’s feminine instincts had already completed the preparations before my conscious awareness could intervene.

Meeting the senior in a nightgown was simply to show her that I feared her not, that I held no regard for her at all. Hmph!

Next, I teleported directly into the senior’s cell.

“How did you get here again? Can’t you resist seeing me?” Faein’s gaze flickered when she saw my attire, though her voice remained stubbornly defiant.

“Hmph! Who, who wants to see you! My interrogation of you is an official matter between our demon race and you humans! Enough with the pointless chatter. You should be well aware of the current situation. You are in my hands, and I can do as I please with you! So, it would be wise for you not to be so arrogant!” I placed my hands behind my back, twisting my body triumphantly as I spoke.

“Coolie, you look very beautiful today,” the senior said softly.

“Eh? Is that so…” My head lowered, my face flushing slightly. “Where, where… There’s no such thing! Who’s discussing that with you! Do not flirt with your interrogator!”

“What’s this? You say you don’t want it, yet your heart clearly swells with joy at being called beautiful.”

“Silence! Stop uttering such strange words! I am busy, so I’ll lay it all out for you! Heavenly Glow Faein, while I know you are an exceptional talent of the Empire, the campus belle of the academy, and the goddess of the imperial capital, all of that is in the past now. Your disgraceful conduct in that dungeon battle led to the deaths of numerous teammates, many of whom were children of high-ranking officials and nobles. Even if you managed to escape, you would surely face punishment. Moreover, no one can escape the deepest parts of this dungeon. So, what I mean is, you have nowhere left to go, not a shred of hope! Your only chance at survival is to surrender to me!

Therefore, this princess offers you two choices: First, surrender now, swear allegiance to me, and I might even consider appointing you a maid-guard or something similar. Second, be eternally imprisoned in this sunless dungeon, and even if you miraculously escape, you will face an unforgivable judgment from humanity!”

The dark cell fell silent for a moment. I was immensely pleased with my speech. Senior Faein’s head was bowed, hidden beneath her dark, beautiful hair, her expression completely obscured. It seemed my words had indeed stunned her!

However, she offered no reply for a long time, and I began to grow impatient.

“Eh? Speak up. Why aren’t you speaking? Could it be that you’re shy about becoming my maid?”

Faein’s body seemed to subtly shift, her full, round chest swaying gently with the movement.

“I say, Senior, you truly are burdened. With such a large chest, anything you do must become a hindrance, wouldn’t it?” I said triumphantly, stepping closer, verbally humiliating her.

“Senior?” Senior Faein suddenly stopped responding, remaining utterly motionless. Could something have happened to her? Had her body suffered from being bound for too long? Or had despair caused her to temporarily lose consciousness?

“Senior?” I approached her step by step. That alluring scent wafted towards me once more. The feminine fragrance emanating from the senior was truly potent. This scent, being near it, made me feel dizzy, but to check on her condition, I disregarded it.

Reaching her, just inches away, I still couldn’t discern her state. Her hair hung down, obscuring her face and hiding her expression.

“Senior Faein? What’s wrong with you…” I reached out, attempting to brush aside her long hair.

Suddenly, a pale, strong hand snapped out and seized my wrist.

“Ah! What?”

I shrieked, trying to pull back, but it was too late. Faein yanked me into her embrace, her other arm wrapping around my slender waist and back.

‘What’s happening? How, how did she break free from the ropes? Those were special ropes capable of binding even powerful demons!’

Before I could fully comprehend, Senior Faein grasped my small hand, bringing one of my fingers into her mouth.

“Eh??????”

‘Senior Faein, did you break free from your bonds just to treat me like this? Does this signify her surrender to me?’

However, as my finger, tightly enveloped by her lips, was finally withdrawn, a glistening strand of Senior Faein’s saliva trailing from it, I suddenly realized something was missing from my finger.

Senior Faein’s mouth held a circular object, her eyes gazing at me with pleasure.

Ah! It was my teleportation ring!

Faein spat out the ring, tucking it into the cleavage of her chest.

“Aha! Little princess, now you can’t escape!”

I stared blankly at the senior’s chest. ‘So, things can be stored there, too.’ Yet, this was no time to dwell on such a trivial matter. Without my teleportation ring, I was trapped.

“You, what are you going to do! Let me go! Give me back my ring!” Without thinking, these meaningless words tumbled from my mouth, my tone tinged with a hint of bashfulness.

“You ask your sister what I’m going to do? My adorable little sister, what do you think?”

“Eh?”

Faein tightened her grip, pulling me firmly into her embrace. My face collided directly with her chest, and the soft, yielding rebound instantly left me disoriented.

Just as I was on the verge of losing consciousness from suffocation, Faein suddenly released me.

“Ah ha…” I tilted my head back, gasping for air, my hair disheveled, my cheeks flushed.

But before I could draw a full breath, Senior Faein’s lips sealed mine.

‘Sister, I haven’t passed out yet; I don’t need artificial respiration.’

I, I was kissed by her deeply once more.

Sister Faein’s skilled hands were not idle either… leaving me utterly unsure where to defend myself…

Several minutes later, my hands were pinned behind my back by one of Sister Faein’s hands, while in her other, a blade of dark energy materialized, pressing against my neck.

“My little darling, your sister also gives you two choices. First, obey me! Follow my commands, utilize all the power of your dungeon, and help me find someone! Second, I’ll kill you right now! Don’t force your sister to choose the second option, for I would truly hate to part with you.” Senior Faein bit my ear, her breath warm against it as she spoke.

I struggled to think, enduring the sweet pangs that shot through my ear, yet I could not devise a way to defy her.

“Why, how could you break free from those ropes? Those were the Sacred Severing Ropes, capable of binding even Battle Angels! If you possessed such strength, why allow yourself to be captured?”

“Hmph hmph, my little princess darling, it seems you won’t give up unless I explain everything clearly. So, your sister will tell you.”

“Senior Faein, just tell me. Please don’t kiss my ear anymore… I truly can’t take much more of this.”

“That, I’m afraid, is not up to you.” Senior Faein’s voice was gentle, yet it carried an undeniable, sharp authority.