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🕑 Added 2025-09-20 20:32:27 +0000 UTCChapter 24: Disciplining the Delusional Female Knight (2)
Martina is one of the city’s strongest knights.
That wasn’t due to connections or luck, but purely the result of her own relentless effort. From the moment she joined Renes’s ranks, she steadily built up her achievements, and even before that, she devoted herself to training and study at the academy to become a knight.
"Look, there goes the goody-two-shoes."
But focusing on achievement meant ignoring everything else. Martina sacrificed her youth for top grades, neglected friendships, and endured constant side-eyes from those around her.
"Is it fun to just study all the time?"
"What’s the point of good grades if you never have time for men? She must not be popular. Poor thing."
It was just the jealous jabs of underachievers. Martina tried to brush it off, but deep down, she felt a vague unease. Would living only for the future really make her happy? Was she sacrificing something important under the pretense of study and training?
"No, I’m not wrong. I can date after I get a job."
If she gained wealth and fame, everything would work out. Relying on that thought, Martina worked desperately hard and finally became one of the Three Knights of Renes, in the kingdom’s most prosperous domain.
It was a position where, supposedly, she could have anything she wanted.
At first, Martina was proud, but once she reached the top, she realized just holding onto her position was tough. Even a slight slip could get her expelled from the Three Knights, and one of the others was always just ahead, making it hard to claim the very top.
"This can’t go on. After all I did to get here..."
So Martina became more and more obsessed with her duties as a knight, and of course, never had a chance for the romance she’d vaguely wished for in school.
As her anxiety about her path grew, she forced herself to project confidence at every moment.
"It’s fine. Even if I don’t look, men will come to me because of my status."
She had assets, ability, and looks honed for charisma.
She was the ideal bride on paper, but not a single man had ever shown real interest. Even as an admired knight, men in this society weren’t bold enough to propose to a woman directly.
Some might be interested, but they’d only watch from afar.
After years of this, Martina gave up on the idea of being with a man.
"I don’t need romance. I only need loyalty to my lord."
She’d lived for that, and would keep living for that.
So the idea of a man entering her life never even crossed her mind.
But then...
"Are you ready?"
"Ah, o-of course. Of course."
Now, in the bedroom, Martina removed her armor and gloves, leaving only the bodystocking that served as underwear, and sat before Aid.
"You’re not taking that off?"
"Of course not. Wouldn’t my body be too much for an inexperienced man?"
She tried to sound casual, but her heart was pounding.
"No way I could take it off. I’ve never shown this much to a man before..."
Her only direct encounters with men had been work-related, and never physical. Now, she was overwhelmed by a shame she’d never felt before.
"Is it really okay to show this much...?"
Just baring her lower body made her feel so hot.
But her pride wouldn’t let her back out now. As Aid looked her over with a satisfied smile and approached, she tried to stay calm.
"Hmm, maybe this is better than being totally naked."
"W-wait, don’t stare so much... eek!?"
His heavy hand grabbed her breast, sending a shock through her nerves. Martina shot him a confused glare.
"W-what are you doing all of a sudden!"
"Ah, sorry. Your body’s just so beautiful... Was I not supposed to touch?"
His voice was so casual it didn’t even sound like a mistake.
But Martina didn’t notice anything strange. She had no experience with men, so she didn’t know it was unusual for a man to be so forward.
"Is this normal?"
Maybe it was normal for the man to take the initiative.
With that thought, and her own inexperience, she reached a conclusion.
"W-whatever. If you’re inexperienced, I guess it’s natural to be curious. Go ahead and touch as much as you want."
"Oh, really? Are you sure?"
"Of course~ Be grateful for Martina’s generosity~"
Trying to act unfazed, she let him continue. Aid grinned slyly and reached out with a mischievous hand.
"Then I won’t hold back..."
His heavy hands cupped her ample breasts, kneading and shaking them side to side. Martina, unused to such physical contact, felt embarrassed, but forced herself to cross her arms and accept it so as not to show her inexperience.
"U-uh..."
A faint moan escaped her lips.
Aid kept moving his hands and asked,
"You okay? Am I being too rough?"
"N-no? It’s almost boring, actually."
But in truth, it felt tingly and strange nothing like when she touched herself. Aid leaned closer and quietly asked,
"Martina, can I kiss you?"
"W-what?"
"A kiss. Unless you’ve never "
"Of course I have! I’ve kissed tons! With all my experience, how could I not!?"
In reality, she never had. She’d only vaguely dreamed of it.
"Then it’s fine if I kiss you, right?"
"Y-yeah, sure..."
Finally, the moment came. Martina froze as his lips approached.
"Okay, then..."
He closed the distance, and their lips met for the first time. The sensation was softer and stranger than she’d imagined.
"So this is a kiss..."
His warmth was so close, she worried he’d feel her racing heart. But it wasn’t a bad feeling, even though it was her first kiss...
"Mmph!!"
Suddenly, his tongue pushed between her lips, making her choke in surprise. Aid pulled her close, stopping her from pulling away, and his tongue explored her mouth, mixing their warmth and saliva.
"I can’t breathe, his tongue...!"
Wasn’t a kiss just lips touching? But this was so much more, and for a virgin, it was overwhelming.
"No, I have to endure..."
Confused, scared, and even a little repulsed, Martina still didn’t push him away. Maybe this was just how things went between men and women, she thought, and let it happen.
"Phwah!"
When it finally ended, she gasped for air, her eyes half-clouded, while Aid looked completely satisfied.
He said,
"You’re a good kisser."
"Uh, what...?"
"You relaxed your mouth so I could get my tongue in. Wasn’t that for me?"
"Uh, well... yeah, sure."
Apparently, not resisting was the right answer.
Relieved, she watched as Aid sat on the bed and reached for his pants.
"Guess I should get ready, too."
He stripped off his pants, and when his erection sprang free, Martina’s eyes went wide.
"What... what is that?"
She’d seen a man’s genitals before once, when some thieves were stripped and raped but those were finger-sized. This was almost as thick as her forearm.
"I got like this from looking at your body, Martina."
"From looking at my body..."
Words she’d never heard from any man.
Still trying to act calm, she replied,
"W-well, of course. I’m deadly to men, after all."
It wasn’t exactly wrong. If his cock got that big just from seeing her, she must be attractive.
But that didn’t mean what was coming next would be easy.
"S-so? What do you want me to do?"
"What do I want...?"
"Whatever it is, just say it. I’ll do it for you."
Trying to act experienced, Martina waited. Aid grinned and pointed his cock at her.
"With your chest."
He aimed it right at her voluptuous breasts.
"Martina, could you wrap my cock with your breasts?"
Gulp.
Martina swallowed nervously.
