My World to Free-use

179: Zara: Humiliation play

Now, I wrote this part to enter the kink territory. Let me know your thoughts about this. I might go in this direction with some other charcaters too, not the same play of course. Might, depending on your opinions.~~

I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. It was amazing, in a way, to make someone suffer from humiliation when they didn’t even know what it meant.

This play was only possible because it was Zara. If it were Catherine, another noble, then she would be busy resisting, and if she didn’t resist, just like any other noble, she would feel her pride hurt, nothing more.

If it were a commoner, such as Rayla or anyone else, they would have just followed through, without feeling anything apparent, according to this world.

But this play was only possible when one felt humiliation mixed with arousal. In the case of nobles, there would be no arousal, only humiliation, and in the case of commoners, there would be nothing at all.

This unique combination was only possible because it was Zara.

She couldn’t admit it yet, or maybe she wasn’t just aware of it yet, but she was dripping wet and sprinkling her pussy nectar on the grass, not only the water dripping from her chin.

“Now that you’ve drunk.” I said, picking up the bowl in front of her and storing it in my inventory when she couldn’t see, “Now let’s go for a walk.”

“A-Alright.” She said, and was about to get up, when I placed my hand on her shoulder to stop her from getting up.

She raised her head and looked at me, confusion in her eyes.

“Stay like that. You have to walk like that.” I said.

“H-how can I walk like this?” She couldn’t even tell what I was telling her to do.

“By crawling, Zara. On your hands and knees. Crawl.”

Saying it twice finally got to her, and her eyes widened once again. Her hesitation was immense, but for some reason, she couldn’t find the words to argue. She didn’t know why she was hesitating, but she was, and she knew that as a noble, she shouldn’t do something like that.

Crawl…

Just a hand forward yet. But it was the beginning. The snow soon began to melt, and so did her hesitation. She began to crawl, ever so slowly that it was barely a step forward.

She kept crawling on all fours like that, slowly picking up speed, her knees scraping on the garden stone, slowly walking forward and forward until we arrived at the clearing where the tea table could be found.

I smirked to myself. Seeing her crawl like that, her ass wiggling like that, her pussy dripping more and more. The satisfaction was unlike anything I could describe at the moment.

“How do you feel, Zara?” I asked softly, watching her with utmost satisfaction.

Zara paused, her face flushed red with embarrassment and shame. She didn’t understand her situation, her position, and her exposure. The act of drinking like that, crawling like that, being treated like that. She couldn’t spell it, but she had an answer. I knew she had one. She just didn’t know yet.

But now, with that question, an answer would form. An answer that would make her aware of her position.

But it was a gamble as well. If she realized her words, she could just as easily explode, stand up, and leave. It all depended on how deep Zara’s fetishes ran. How much they weighed on her subconscious.

“It… it makes me feel… humiliated…” She finally said quietly, admitting to herself more than answering to me, her voice trembling, “A noblewoman… like me… like this and acting according to your… whims…”

She lowered her head, instead of raising it, as if finally aware of what was different with her. No doubt she was looking at her pussy when she continued, “It hurts my pride… but my vagina… my pussy… it just won’t stop throbbing…. It just won’t stop leaking… I feel just like when you… penetrate me… I don’t know what’s… happening to me.”

I nodded, satisfied with her answer. If she had admitted to herself this far and still hadn’t gotten up, then it was safe to assume there was no problem.

The only problem I faced at the moment was the corruption skill. It was cast successfully, and nothing so far had happened that displayed Zara’s refusal, so why wasn’t it activating even though we had come this far?

I had no idea about this, and couldn’t think about it for long either.

It was time to move on to the next part of my plan.

I reached down and placed my hand on Zara’s lower back, making her flinch, and a grunt-ish moan came from her mouth.

I used a tiny bit of mana to stir her own and guided it to her pussy. But I didn’t use it to increase her arousal, but to do something else.

“J-Jack…” Zara quietly called me, as if even more shame was added to her current embarrassment.

“Yes, Zara?”

“I… I need to use the lav-lavatory…”

“Is that so?” I asked.

“Y-yes…” She quietly replied.

“Then you can do it right here,” I said.

“Ri-right here…?”

“Yes.”

“But then… I will be dirty…”

“You will not be if you do it like this.”

I stepped forward and raised her leg, turning her pussy to the bushes, putting her in the position of a perfect dog.

When she realized the position she was in, Zara’s eyes widened even more, and the hesitation she displayed skyrocketed…

“Jack…! Not this…! Not like this… Not out here!”

“Sh… Shh… Shhh… Don’t worry, my Zara. No one will see. Just let yourself go and relieve yourself.”

“Ang…”

Zara grunted, her bladder already at maximum. There was no way she could hold on any longer.

Zara had no other choice but to obey.

She raised her plump ass higher, raising her leg even higher, and released a stream of piss onto the grass on the side.

The sound was loud in the quiet garden, the warm liquid splashing against the ground and the grass.

Zara’s face was as red as a tomato with intense embarrassment. A proud noble lady pissing like an animal in the open air, visible to anyone who might pass by.

I couldn’t help but feel a painful throb from my dick, on the verge of cumming.

And then, another surprise came my way…

[An immense change in Zara Hector’s subconscious has occurred]

[The user’s influence has taken place]

[Corruption +10]

Hot damn!

There was no damn limit to my ecstasy. I could go on for an hour, the night, and for a month like this. There had never been any other instance where Corruption was raised this high in one turn. The increase from quest was a nice surprise, but this one was a better one on its own.

I watched her, trying to keep my voice calm, “How do you feel, Zara?”

Zara finished, her breath shaky, her voice barely above a whisper, “It… it makes me feel completely… degraded… like I’m no longer a… noble…”

Huh? Not the answer I was expecting.

“But…”

But?

“But I don’t know why…. just why is my pu-pussy throbbing even harder now… leaking so much…”

I stepped closer, satisfied with her answer more than I had expected, and gently stroked her back.

“Good girl. That is why no one is as good as you.”

Not counting Rayla, of course.

Zara remained on all fours, trembling with humiliation and strange but immense arousal, her noble dignity shattered to a good point.

She was too low to notice, so I just stored my clothes in my inventory instead of just taking them off.

I stepped behind her, my dick as hard as a pole, poking the tight hole’s entrance that was throbbing just like the pink pussy below, leaking from her holy nectar and the remnants of her golden shower.

I pushed forward slowly, but steadily. Zara gasped sharply as the thick head stretched her tight ring.

“Aahnnn—! J-Jack!!”

She must have been startled by this. But I didn’t let her recover from the surprise.

I kept pushing forward until the head invaded past her tight, pink ring.

Zara cried out, her body tensing on all fours, fingers digging into the cool grass, her face now on the garden stones.

“In—inside!! It’s inside… me!!”

I continued pushing deeper, inch by inch, but not carefully this time. She was turned on this time. She was still resistant, but there was something different this time.

She was actively pulling me in, not just like before when she was just pulling me in on instinct.

This time, she was fully aware of it.

Zara’s body still shook violently though. Soft, pained whimpers still escaped her lips.

All the while, she kept pulling me in, sucking my dick in her tiny pink rosebud like a black hole pulling everything in.

“Haa… Jack… It’s all the way… all the way inside…”

With her in this position, I could push in fully inside, unlike before in missionary. I could fully go inside her now, even though her ass was so massive.

And now, it was time to move.