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🕑 Added 2025-09-13 20:50:31 +0000 UTCEP.298 Maid Training Log (4)
“I came to return this.”
“……….”
Why the hell did Rei have it?
The monocle I had thought I put it in my pocket.
Yet here she was, holding it out to me like it was hers all along.
I reached immediately into my pocket, but of course, it was gone.
Don’t tell me… she used it on Bruno?
Sure, it had a unique design.
But even then would she really dare just use someone else’s item like that?
“Sir, I have a request. Please, would you… break me.”
Ah.
She used it.
And she’s come here, fully realizing what she saw.
I never thought she’d come so openly, so directly beg me like this.
But her unwavering eyes told me this wasn’t a joke.
Dead serious.
If she used the monocle, then she surely saw it clearly.
She saw herself, ruined, debased in grotesque clown play.
And yet, she’s standing here asking for it anyway.
The only way to take this is that she’s resolved herself to be destroyed.
“I can feel your resolve clearly.”
“For Master, I have strived for perfection my entire life. And so for Master’s sake, I am ready even to discard perfection itself.”
Rei would bend herself entirely to Bruno’s desire.
Most lovers couldn’t go this far.
She was doing it merely as a maid to her master.
In that light, Bruno almost felt enviable.
But there was a bigger problem.
‘I don’t actually know jack about clown play.’
It’s not my fetish.
I never had reason to dive into it.
Now, suddenly, she asks me. What am I supposed to do?
Breaking a woman for pure pleasure is one thing.
But grotesque, humiliating clown play?
I’m not some magician who can conjure that perfectly on command.
“How much do you know about clown play?”
“Clown play? I… don’t really…”
So she didn’t know either. Of course.
As though by tacit agreement, both of us turned to Sahwa for explanation.
Sahwa, pausing in her milking, looked up and answered in her calm way:
“Clown play is a difficult thing to define. At its root, it’s any act that brings joy to the partner. But from what you’ve described… it’s not just a silly act. It’s shame itself that fuels the other’s pleasure.”
“You know a lot.”
“As a Bureau of Eros officer, this is the basics.”
Basics? Hell of a world where this counts as basic knowledge.
But her words helped it click.
So it wasn’t simply about looking ridiculous.
It was about shame itself being the key ingredient.
‘Then that’s the problem.’
Rei simply doesn’t feel shame.
Is it because of altered common sense?
Or loyalty to Bruno?
She had already begged me to ruin her so would she even be capable of shame anymore?
Her wildly shaking pupils seemed to prove it, as Sahwa explained.
“S-shame, you say…”
She would do anything for Bruno.
But a feeling she no longer had could she possibly bring it back?
Faking it wouldn’t work.
It would either be painfully obvious, or she’d feel no excitement at all.
A normal person could never attempt this, but me I was never normal.
“What if I restored her shame with hypnosis?”
“Hypnosis?”
Normally, I didn’t rely on it much.
But with the medal, I’d been granted this hypnotic power permanently.
Altered common sense might be powerful,
but my hypnosis gifted by the Outer God was far stronger.
If I used it right…
I could revive Rei’s sense of shame.
And finally trigger clown play properly.
I wasn’t just brute force I might actually be clever for once.
“Mr. Jinwoo that could be dangerous.”
“Why?”
“She lost her shame through altered common sense. If you forcibly restore it, it’s like pressing the accelerator and the brake together. A clash. It may harm her long term. Maybe even break her.”
A chilling metaphor.
Accelerator and brake together is there anything more terrifying?
Even if it looked fine in the moment,
later she might be scarred forever.
But looking at Rei’s eyes
she would probably accept even that without hesitation.
“The safest is to undo the altered common sense entirely.”
“That sounds even riskier.”
Yes, if undone her shame would naturally return.
But then what?
Would she still obey, still indulge in clown play in that state?
I’d seen common sense undone before.
Maria, when she first reverted, had been too shocked, unable to cope for days.
Resistance, horror.
And I hadn’t even known Rei for a full day yet.
If I freed her now, who knows what reaction might come?
My head throbbed with the weight of it all.
“Is something wrong?”
“Well… the thing is…”
How could I explain?
That all she knew was a lie,
and to please Bruno she must go back to her old self?
Difficult if said.
Dangerous if not.
But then I saw her eyes firm with iron determination.
In life, you could never be certain how things would unfold.
And standing still out of fear of change… that only led to being left behind.
I ended my hesitation.
“Could my hypnosis undo altered common sense?”
“Yes. In principle it’s the same as rewriting the brain’s data.”
Sahwa’s assurance gave weight to the plan.
Time to test Rei’s will directly.
“Rei, if everything you know is false would you still carry on with your devotion?”
“……What a needless question. I will always act for Master.”
Good. That was answer enough.
If something went wrong, I could simply hypnotize her again,
reset her as though nothing happened.
I pressed a finger to her brow. Hypnosis surged.
Her eyes glazed, the tangled web in her mind slowly unspooled.
Then with clarity her gaze refocused on me.
“So this… this was the truth.”
“You’re calmer than I thought.”
Not the grave intensity from before.
Almost anticlimactic.
Did I fail?
She looked down at herself, biting her lip, finally whispering:
“To think even now, I can’t feel shame. What a failure.”
“What?”
The fuck was that?
I had undone the altered common sense.
Had I driven her insane instead?
Confused, I stared at her. She stared back, troubled herself.
“I understand everything clearly. That all I believed was false. But my loyalty hasn’t changed and I intend to go through with clown play for Master’s sake.”
“Then why ”
“In my heart… when I think, this is for Master the shame just isn’t there.”
...Rei was mad from the start.
Even stripped down nearly nude before us,
she stood boldly, not even blushing.
She wasn’t lying. I couldn’t deny it.
I had undone the altered world and still, nothing.
Rei was truly beyond my common sense.
“Mr. Jinwoo there’s always Eronet.”
“…Ah.”
Of course. Eronet.
When if not now?
I pulled out my phone, connected.
Typed in keywords connected to clown play.
Dozens of erotic items popped up.
“Clown play is a broad category, so naturally there’d be many hits.”
“Then we just need the right one, hmm… Ahhh.”
Scrolling it leapt out at me.
Yes. This was the perfect tool.
With this, my plan could finally be flawless.
Brace yourself, Bruno.
The clown play you desire it begins soon.
Evening fell.
In his study, Bruno set his pen down.
His old body groaned, stretching stiffly.
The tea on his desk had cooled,
the pile of documents shrunk to the last few.
When he had been younger, he would’ve finished them all
and sought out more.
But time had dulled his body.
Tomorrow’s work would have to do.
He sipped the lukewarm tea when
A knock at the door.
“Master may I enter?”
“Rei? What is it? Your voice trembles.”
Her voice always so steady yet now it shook badly.
Worried, Bruno started up from his chair.
But then
The door opened, and Rei entered.
Only… she did not look as she always did.
A pacifier gag in her mouth.
A child’s bib around her neck.
And strapped to her back, a glowing red randoseru school backpack.
Nonsensical attire.
Confusion swirled yet deep down, a surge of something long dormant writhed to life.
“M-Master… look at me.”
“…Look? At… what…”
Her face was crimson, flushed deep red.
In all the years he’d known her,
never once had she blushed this way.
She raised two fingers in a childish peace sign.
“Master♥! Please feed your busty baby-maid♥ your thick semen-milk♥!”
“Ghhk!”
She suddenly jiggled her massive breasts enticingly.
And in that moment he saw again.
His ex-wife, years ago, begging for cock like a slut before another man.
Could it be ?
This was what he had wanted all along?
Shock froze him fast
yet beneath it a razor peak of desire shattered through.
This was it.
At last, the vile craving he could never find again.
His cock swelled painfully.
His breaths grew hot and ragged.
All eyes locked on Rei dressed like a babe, tits bouncing.
Her words consumed him.
“Master♥! Give me your cock milk♥! Give this bouncy baby your semen-milk♥!”
“Haahh… haahhh…”
He couldn’t resist anymore.
With trembling hands, he ripped down his trousers.
Grasped his swollen cock, stroking desperately.
He hadn’t felt raw lust this sharp in decades.
Not even with his wife in youth.
His mind melted into blissful filth.
How wonderful would it feel to cum like this?
Seeing him masturbate, Rei flushed hotter.
Her breasts bounced harder.
Her words grew filthier, more ridiculous.
“Watching Master stroke that cock♥ makes me wanna pee♥!!”
“Hhhhk! It’s fine, Rei. Do it. Let it out.”
If she pissed herself, he would not care.
No he wanted to see it with his eyes.
Driven by that hunger, he stroked faster.
Her hips shuddered and then:
“I-I’m peeing!”
“Uuuuhhhhnnnn!!”
Spppluuurt! Spurt! Spluuuurt!
His hips bucked as ancient semen burst forth.
Pleasure blinded him, his vision white.
He’d never felt release this good.
Years wasted, never knowing.
Psssshhhttt! Splashhh!
Then came the unmistakable gush of Rei’s own stream.
Disbelieving, he looked.
She smiled sheepishly.
“Seems I… came too. Master♥.”
“…Rei…”
Tears welled.
He pulled her close, gently.
Finally. At last. A dream he thought lost forever came true.
The joy of her first climax.
More precious even than his own release.
Even when he one day lay in his coffin,
he knew this memory would remain forever.
