Chapter 1.1

Slap—  

The wide end of the whip lashed across Erta’s delicate skin with a sharp sting.  

Each time the sound of friction echoed through the air, Erta’s pale skin bloomed into a deeper shade of red, as if flowers were blossoming on her body.  

“Haa…! Ah, it hurts…!”  

Slap—  

Erta, bound atop the large table in the mansion’s reception room, didn’t know what to do.  

Exposed in such a humiliating state in broad daylight, she was completely defenseless.  

Even if someone were to barge into the room at that very moment, she wouldn’t have been able to escape her predicament.  

Her trembling body refused to obey her commands as she bit down on her red lips.  

Her wrists and ankles were tied securely to the table, leaving her with no choice but to scream.  

Unfortunately, even her screams weren’t entirely her own to control.  

Smack—  

“Ahh, please stop…!”  

Each time the stiff, well-tanned leather struck her skin, Erta let out a sharp moan.  

Bound tightly and subjected to relentless whipping, her mind was hazy, and she had no idea how much time had passed.  

Anyone who saw Erta now would think she was in unbearable pain.  

It was clear that she desperately wanted to flee from this place as soon as possible.  

Smack—  

“Ahh, aah—!”  

But something was strange.  

Ordinary people would grimace in agony when struck by a whip, their faces contorted in pain.  

Yet Erta writhed, twisting her thighs together as if she didn’t know what to do with herself.  

“How indecent. You’re already dripping wet after just a few lashes.”  

The man holding the whip leaned in close to Erta’s ear and whispered mockingly, his voice laced with derision.  

“Don’t tell me you’ve already soiled yourself.”  

Every crude word he uttered sent a tingling sensation deep inside Erta’s abdomen.  

Rather than feeling insulted or distressed, she found herself growing even more flustered and excited.  

“If you act so shamelessly, you’ll end up being punished, Erta.”  

‘…Punished?’  

At the word “punishment,” Erta’s hands trembled.  

She was already tied up and being whipped—what could be worse?  

Her heart pounded in her chest, beating like a drum.  

“P-please forgive me.” 

Erta begged him.  

But she knew all too well that he wasn’t the type to grant forgiveness so easily.  

“Do you think that’s enough to earn forgiveness? Beg harder. Before I decide to give you an even harsher punishment.”  

‘H-harsher punishment?’  

This was bad.  

At the mention of harsher punishment, Erta couldn’t bring herself to plead any further.  

All she could do was hold her breath, trembling uncontrollably as she looked up at the man.  

Her eyes swirled with a mix of emotions, but to anyone watching, they would seem to brim with ecstasy.  

“So, you’re not afraid of punishment after all.”  

The man’s voice carried a hint of irritation.  

Instead of crying and begging for forgiveness in fear, she simply lay there trembling.  

To him, her behavior was both irritating and defiant.  

He pulled out a sharp-edged metal tool, his tone cold and displeased.  

“You’d better start begging for real now.”  

With a single motion, the rope binding Erta’s ankles snapped.  

“Ahh!”  

Suddenly freed, Erta instinctively flinched and squirmed.  

“Where do you think you’re going?”  

Smack—  

The man raised his palm and struck her thigh to stop her from moving.  

Her supple skin bounced slightly under the impact.  

“Hnnngh!”  

The sound of the slap was followed by a louder moan from Erta.  

The man, seemingly dissatisfied with her reaction, cut the ropes binding her wrists as well.  

“Who told you to make noise?”  

Until that moment, he hadn’t seemed to care about her constant moaning.  

But now, his expression darkened, and he growled in annoyance.  

‘N-no!’  

Erta’s heart sank.  

“I-I was wrong! Please, please…!”  

Once her body was freed, Erta anxiously pleaded with him, saying she had made a mistake.

‘If, if you untie me completely like this…!’

Erta screamed inwardly. 

How, how could I get tied up again?

As the ropes that had safely and securely wrapped around her body disappeared, fear enveloped her like a newborn exposed to the world for the first time.

If this was the ‘greater punishment’ he spoke of, then contrary to Erta’s thoughts, perhaps it truly wasn’t a punishment at all.

“P-please forgive me, I was wrong…!”

It was at the moment Erta fell into despair.

Riiip—

The sound of fabric being torn pierced Erta’s ears. At the same time, her lower body felt exposed and defenseless.

Erta lowered her head and looked down below herself.

The cloth that had covered her lower half was being torn beyond recognition—by the man.

That wasn’t the end of it.

“W-wait, ah…!”

With rough movements, the man pressed against Erta’s thighs and spread them wide open in an instant.

“Your lower hole is twitching as if it wants something to devour right away.”

Erta, who had not been wearing any underwear, had her intimate area exposed immediately.

“Grab them.”

The man commanded in a firm voice.

Erta didn’t understand his words at first. But soon she realized what he wanted from her.

She had to hold her ankles herself, keeping her thighs spread wide open to fully expose her secret place, ensuring her legs wouldn’t close.

“If you don’t want to be thrust into from behind like a beast, hold them properly.”

At the man’s stern command, Erta reached down fearfully with both hands and grasped each ankle.

Erta’s thighs were spread to their limit.

Even the shyly hidden entrance between her folds was completely exposed to the air.

Her arms trembled slightly. It was extremely difficult to keep her thighs spread apart this far.

But in truth, there was something even more difficult.

“B-being thrust into l-like a beast….”

Erta’s heart began to pound once more.

“S-such an act is….”

It’s too much, please don’t do this—

Erta’s trembling voice seemed to carry this meaning.

“Please…!”

Yet, Erta’s true inner thoughts differed greatly from her outward appearance.

‘Please, do it.’

She desperately wanted to let go of her hands quickly.

If I let go now and allowed my legs to close even slightly, would I then be roughly taken from behind like an animal?

Just when anticipation rose within her—

“Don’t. You. Dare.”

Not missing the moment when Erta’s fingers slightly loosened, the man swiftly tied Erta’s left ankle to her left wrist.

The right side soon followed suit.

Forcibly restrained and spread open, Erta found it difficult to lift her head in such a humiliating position.

To think she was exposing her inner flesh in such an obscene posture.

As she clearly realized her current predicament, Erta felt her body heating up even more. Even without any particular stimulation, her opened lower region twitched involuntarily.

Despite being exposed to air and thus expected to dry out, she instead found herself growing wetter, moisture seeping out abundantly.

“Hnngh….”

The man criticized Erta, who let out a moan uncontrollably, with a strict voice.

“How insolent, dripping juices without permission.”

Without hesitation, the man brought the tip of the whip he was holding toward Erta’s intimate area. He slowly stroked around the deep pink inner flesh that was clearly revealing itself, spread wide open.

As the cool leather touched her tender flesh, the tingling sensation inside Erta intensified further.

Like a small ember gradually growing into a flame, each touch from the man’s hand caused a fire to ignite within Erta’s body.

Already fully aroused and dripping wet below, the leather whip’s tip quickly became soaked.

“Haa, ahh!”

“Look at you, twitching greedily as if wanting to swallow it whole.”

Holding the whip by its handle, he suddenly pushed the handle directly into her intimate entrance without any warning.

“I’ll feed you exactly as you desire.”

“Hngh, haah—!”

Already wet and slick, her inner walls accepted and wrapped around it without resistance.

“Nghh, s-stop…! I was wrong!”

“If you don’t say clearly with your own mouth what you did wrong….”

Erta shook her head desperately, feeling the handle pressing deeply toward her womb, but then paused.

If I didn’t speak clearly?

“I’ll let the servants see you with this thing stuck inside.”

It was broad daylight; surely the mansion’s corridors were busy with servants moving about.

Performing such secretive acts in a noble family’s reception room, where guests could arrive at any moment, was utterly absurd.

Yet, the man looked as if he would turn around and open the door immediately.

Torn fabric, hands and feet bound, thighs spread wide open, and the whip handle embedded in her intimate area.

Anyone who saw Erta in this state would scream in shock.

No one could ever know that Erta Geranion, known as the ‘Red Rose’ of high society, had been reduced to such a state.

The moment someone saw her like this, she would be ruined.

And yet.

Thump— Thump—

Rather, Erta’s heart began to race. It wasn’t anxiety or nervousness; instead, excitement seemed to fill her.