Kais rubbed his painfully aroused p*nis a couple of times, then hurriedly lifted the hem of Lariella’s wet nightgown. This time it was the back of her skirt, not the front.

While Lariella hesitated, Kais raised her nightgown to her back and pulled down her soaked underwear, then slapped her white b*ttocks with his large palm.

Startled, Lariella quickly placed her palms against the wall.

“Push your b*ttocks out more this way.”

“I hate it. ……It’s embarrassing.”

Slap. This time, a red handprint was engraved on the opposite cheek.

Lariella, whimpering, pushed her b*ttocks out as Kais instructed.

Kais began to knead her butt, which were soft and smooth like well-risen bread dough.

Each time he firmly grabbed the plump flesh of her as$, the long groove widened, revealing glimpses of the prettily closed pink wrinkle.

“Don’t look like that. Hng, I said don’t look.”

“Your posture for receiving punishment isn’t good, my lady. That will only extend your punishment time.”

The more Lariella whined, the more mischievous Kais became.

When Lariella twisted her butt, trying to hide her embarrassing holes, he instead spread her b*ttocks wide open with both hands. Below the pink wrinkle, her red, congested v*gina pulsated, dripping whitish s*men.

Kais looked down at the spectacular view between Lariella’s legs with eyes clouded by lust and gripped his p*nis, which stood er*ect enough to reach his navel. Then he coated his gl*ns with the s*men dripping from her lower hole and spread it widely, going back and forth along the groove between her b*ttocks.

“Hng, no. I can’t, can’t do more. Stop……”

“No. I’m the one doing it. You just need to endure.”

I’m telling you I can’t endure anymore!

Lariella tried to retort, but Kais, who had been dabbing s*men on various parts of her pale butt, suddenly thrust his member in at once.

The sudden insertion all the way to the root made Lariella unable to respond, and she scratched at the wall with nothing to grab, making choking sounds.

“Haa, this feels insanely good. Lariella. I feel like I could thrust into you all night like this.”

Kais shook his waist at a merciless pace. The sound of Lariella’s b*ttocks colliding with Kais’s groin echoed loudly throughout the large room.

It was too brutal a force to withstand with her slender arms. When Lariella’s arms buckled and she nearly hit her head against the wall, Kais supported her weight with his arms firmly gripping both sides of her b*ttocks while violently shaking his waist.

Lariella swayed in the air like a doll not fully stuffed, rocking back and forth with each of Kais’s thrusts.

“S-stop. Mmng, I’m sorry, haa, I was wrong, I was wrong. Hng, kuk, please, haah, Kais!”

Sobbing loudly, then apologizing, then scratching Kais’s forearms, then begging again, then shaking her head and screaming.

Then at some point, suddenly, the whole world turned black.

When Lariella regained consciousness, she was lying on the bed.

Her body, which had been a mess of tears, sweat, and bodily fluids, was now dried clean, and her nightgown and underwear, which had been torn and soaked into rags, had been changed for clean new ones.

The poor braiding of her hair and the strings around her neck tied backwards suggested that Kais had personally cleaned and changed her without calling the maids.

Her throat was parched from crying and screaming all night. Lariella half-raised her upper body and reached for the table beside her to grab the water bottle.

“Oh my, owowow.”

Just turning her body slightly to the side made her involuntarily groan in pain.

The burning sensation between her legs and the aching in her waist suggested she would likely have to spend another day in bed.

After barely taking a sip of water, she turned to see Kais sleeping with the most peaceful expression.

After tormenting her so severely all night, he was now sound asleep without a care.

She felt annoyed. She felt she needed to pinch his cheek hard to feel better.

Lariella moved close to Kais’s face, spreading her thumb and index finger wide. She intended to grab a full cheek and twist it hard. But the problem was that his profile, visible in the pale dawn light, was far too handsome.

What’s this? Why are you so handsome even while sleeping? And why are you so dashing too?

Tsk, making a disgruntled sound, Lariella rolled her eyes once and brought her lips to Kais’s cheek instead of her fingers.

What could she do? He was this dashing and this handsome. And she loved him this much.

Just when her plump lips, swollen from being bitten and sucked all night, touched his cheek, a long arm suddenly rose and wrapped around her body tightly.

Instantly pulled into his large embrace, Lariella’s lips were showered with ticklish kisses.

“Mmm, mm, stop it, Kais. Weren’t you sleeping?”

“No, I just woke up. I thought you might pinch or hit me, so I was waiting to let you pinch me if you pinched or hit me if you hit. But your lips came toward me instead of your hands. I don’t know anything else, but I can’t wait for a kiss.”

Kais’s mumbling voice was still thickly coated with unshaken sleep.

Even that looked dashing, so she must have fallen hard for this man.

“Tsk, if I had known that, I wouldn’t have spared you and pinched you really hard.”

“Do it now. You can pinch me as painfully as you want. Here, go ahead.”

“Why are you puckering your lips when you’re telling me to pinch you?”

“What’s wrong with lips? When I pucker them like this, they’re good for pinching too. Why don’t you want to pinch? Then just kiss me instead.”

Marie, who was about to knock on the Duchess’s door according to the morning wake-up time, shook her head at the laughter coming from inside. Knocking at a time like this would only earn her a scolding from the Duke.

She turned around and waved her hands at the maids standing with water for washing, basins, and towels. It was a gesture for everyone to withdraw.

It seemed the morning of the Duke and Duchess of Elmano would start very late again today.

* * *

‘And perhaps I might have taken a lover?’

The impact of that one sentence was truly enormous and terrifying.

She thought he would end it after giving her a good scolding, but afterward, Kais occasionally wrapped himself in a black cloak and visited Lariella’s room.

He seemed to have developed a taste for various positions outside the bed.

The physical exertion was difficult enough, but that wasn’t the real problem.

“I am Letty, the new maid who will serve Madam.”

Kais, who appeared in the library with a silver tray holding ornate teacups, claimed to be Letty, a maid of common birth.

That day, Kais made Lariella bend over on the desk with her dress hem lifted and poked and tickled all her holes with the feather attached to a pen. Lariella had to crawl around the wide desk, dripping tears and love juices.

Then one night when the secret door connecting to the Duke’s room suddenly flung open and a completely n*ked Kais appeared wearing only a collar, she truly almost fainted in shock. He claimed to be Orson, a slave captured from a foreign country.

“Madam, please spank Orson’s b*ttocks. Spank them hard, please.”

She spanked his b*ttocks until her palm stung, only to have this very arrogant and insolent slave get excited and ej*culate on her face.

Sir Morini the knight, Letty the maid, and now Orson the slave.

By the end of winter, Lariella had acquired no fewer than three lovers. Of course, it wasn’t because she wanted it that way.

“I wonder if people know that the Duke of Elmano, who was rumored to be impotent, has such perverse tastes.”

“Lariella, the ones with perverse tastes are your lovers, not me, the Duke of Elmano.”

Kais’s face was incredibly shameless when he retorted to Lariella’s grumbling.

Lariella glared at him with raised eyes and began cutting the lamb with her knife. Her arms were so sore from spanking Orson’s b*ttocks and rubbing his c*ck all night that she could barely move them.

“Kais, I truly won’t have the strength to hold a fork at this rate.”

“What’s there to worry about, Lariella? I can cut everything for you and feed you.”

Kais switched her plate with his, which had the lamb cut into bite-sized pieces.

“Save your strength from using knives and forks for your lovers. Speaking of which, how about a stable boy who’s rough and strong enough to tame a wild horse for your next lover?”

“Kais, please stop now. I was wrong. I will never, ever, for the rest of my life, mention taking a lover again. I never really intended to anyway. Really. I can swear on the Polar family name. So please, just stop now.”

Lariella finally raised both hands and declared surrender. She learned harshly with her entire body that there are certain things one should never say, even in jest.

Kais burst into laughter at the sight of Lariella pouting her lower lip in indignation.

“If you ever change your mind, just tell me anytime, Lariella. I’m always ready.”

The man now feeding her small pieces of lamb with a fork was neither Sir Morini the knight, nor Letty the maid, nor Orson the slave.

He was the polite, refined, and elegant Duke of Elmano, with the dignity of a high nobleman in his every gesture. He was Lariella’s husband, who harbored a fiery jealousy behind his cold face.