[19] (EP-116.1) Gentle Prisoner #2

116 – Gentle Prisoner #2

A healthy woman’s body was usually curvy, especially among aristocrats.

It was the same with Elga, the Young Lady of the Lioness Family.

Unlike one might expect from someone forged in the battlefield, Elga was very feminine. For the most part, at least. Big chest, narrow pelvis, and luscious buttocks.

Though, there were some parts that weren’t. For example, her well-trained abs and forearm.

Speaking of which, I was going to examine Elga’s body from now on.

“Lie down here for now.”

“What, what are you trying to do…!”

I first laid Elga on the bed, with her arms tied with the handkerchief. Although Elga was cringing, she didn’t put up much resistance.

It seemed that she was afraid of the ‘punishment’ if she didn’t listen.

Then I raised her arms over her head.

Thanks to this, her armpits that were hidden by her firm and supple arms were exposed.

Seureuk-.

With my index finger, I slowly traced a line from Elga’s left elbow to her armpit. Her body was warm, soft and smooth.

“Euum, that tickles…!”

“Does it tickle if I do this?”

I poked her armpit, which was as soft as a pillow.

“Pu, put your hand away…!”

Since Elga didn’t seem to like me touching her armpits, I decided to do as she said and removed my hand.

Seuruek-.

Instead, my hand glided along her firm side, before finally brushing against her belly.

“Aaah….”

Elga slightly flinched.

It seemed that simply caressing her excited body, not even touching the erogenous zones directly like her breasts or pussy, was very s£xually stimulating for her.

Unlike a man whose s£xual senses were mostly focused on his dick, any of a woman’s body parts seemed capable of becoming an erogenous zone. Case and point, Mirna’s neck and ears.

「You have calmly judged the situation!

You have gained experience points through the talent 《Calm Thinking》.

All job experience +5」

‘I see.’

I continued to gently caress Elga’s stomach and sides as if I was doing a massage with both hands. I even ventured up till her lower chest.

“Heuu, heuuk….”

Every time I moved my hand, Elga would let out a hot breath.

Feeling her body temperature rise, I could clearly sense her excitement levels gradually increasing.

Needless to say, love fluids were dripping between her thighs and wet the bed.

Seureuk-.

In fact, there would be no problem if I spread her legs wide and just jam my dicƙ in there. But the point here was to know more about Elga.

I wanted to know where and how to touch her, and what to do to make her feel good.

So far, my findings had just been that Elga felt pleasure and liked wherever I touched. Was her body naturally just like this? Or was I doing something right?

Seureuk-.

I slightly spread her legs which revealed the waterfall of viscous love liquid in her cave.

Using my fingers, I parted her shy ląbia to the sides.

“… Anng…!”

Elga trembled even with such a simple action.

Soggy-.

Thanks to this, my fingers got wet very easily with her slimy love liquid. Putting my finger close to Elga’s face, I said.

“Elga-nim is more p£rverted than I thought. Getting excited by being treated like a prisoner.”

“… Prisoner?”

Elga reacted to the word ‘prisoner’.

Perhaps it was because she knew more about the treatment of prisoners than I did. After all, she had experience capturing a lot of prisoners and slaves on the battlefield.

I was basically hoping to use it to my advantage in this situation, so I quickly said.

“Elga-nim is currently my prisoner.”

“Keuk….”

But Elga just blushed in anger and turned her head to the other side like she was sulking.

“But, to be held captive and getting your ƿussy ǀewdly wet like this, Elga-nim is a p£rvert!”

“Pu… what? Shut up! That’s… what nonsense are you spouting…!”

Elga couldn’t seem to admit that she was ǀewd. Was it because of her pride as the Young Lady of the Lioness Family?

It seemed that for nobles, the perception of ‘ǀewd woman = bad’ was ingrained in their minds. The inability to say the word “ƿussy” might be due to Elga’s own sense of virtue.

“Then, what do prisoners do?”

“…….”

“What about prisoners as beautiful as Elga-nim? What will the enemy commander do with someone like Elga-nim, the daughter of a Marquis?”

“…….”

Elga didn’t answer. But I could see a mixture of fear in those sky blue eyes.

* * *

Elga had roamed the battlefield at an early age.

The battlefield where blood and flesh littered.

In many cases, human life on the battlefield was even less than a candle on a windy storm. Many different people died for many different reasons.

It was natural. After all, they fought each other with swords, spears, and shields with the intent to kill. There were no noble judgments nor were there rules.

They needed to be full of murderous intent, hatred, and survival instinct to kill the opponent.

In such a situation, the prisoners captured by the enemies were very good scarecrows to deal with all that resentment and hatred.

━We captured the witch-! Their mage has been captured-!

━You daɱned ƅitch-! So many of my colleagues died because of you-!

In particular, the treatment of female war prisoners caught on the battlefield was as terrible as death. Drowned in curses and desires of the young soldiers.

━I’ll make you give birth to as many as you killed…!!!

━No, please no…!!!

‘Giving birth to as many as you’ve killed—.’

What awaited female prisoners caught by Angmar’s long-established law was only never-ending terror.

━Hehe, look at this wench. She was running wild on the battlefield before, but look how meek she is right now?

━Keut…! I’ll kill…! Eueut….

━I’ll tell you what, your body is more honest than your mouth.

As long as they were women, even the proud knights or the savage barbarians who Elga fought could not endure the humiliation and were ruined for life.

━Haeuung…! Do more…!

━Stop it! Stop, it’s not coming out anymore…! Someone replace me…. This witch…. Gieeek….

Elga suddenly felt fear.

What if she lost to someone?

Elga was the heiress of the prestigious Lioness Family, renowned even if looking at the continent as whole. Hence why for ransoms, there might be cases where she would be kept in captivity but be treated well to preserve her value.

However, there had always been people who bared their fangs towards the Lioness Family, who had been active on the battlefield, and there was no guarantee that their hatred would not come upon Elga herself.

That was why Elga polished herself more viciously than anyone else and reigned the battlefield. Because if she lost, it wouldn’t just end with losing everything.

She’d fall far deeper than rock bottom.

As Elga climbed to a place higher than anyone else, and proceeded to look down and arrogantly trampled on everything, the height she would fall to would naturally be higher than anyone else’s.

It was very chilling just thinking about it.

In fact, Elga had been kidnapped once. It was when she was about twelve years old, a young cub who could not bear the burden of her family yet.

The Viscount of the South, who had captured Elga, did not only take her as a prisoner but also tried to make her his wife.