By Zephyria 
“Ah-heung, yes, h-heung, M-Master! It’s good. Ah, so good!”
Chimno, sprawled on the bed with legs wide open, gasped for breath. Marquis Valerie was busily sucking on Chimno’s small penis.
Cecile, right beside them, acutely felt the lewd sounds and vibrations, desperately wishing this hellish time would end quickly.
Finally, the Marquis spat out the penis with a *tut*, throwing his head back, his face slick with sweat and oil.
“That’s enough, h-hoo, you two can continue. My lord has important business to attend to.”
The moment the words left his mouth, the two Chimnos scrambled towards each other. Entwined as one, they indiscriminately rubbed their lower bodies together and devoured each other’s lips.
The Marquis wore a smug smile.
“Did you see that? It’s all my creation.”
“Creation? You perverted bastard, even spouting nonsense. I wonder if you’ll still be babbling like that standing before the guillotine in the execution grounds.”
“My… even in this state, you haven’t given up? Your perseverance is truly remarkable.”
Marquis Valerie looked down at the noticeably weakened Cecile and chuckled.
He had complete faith in the drug’s effects. Even now, though Cecile was resisting, he was certain that Cecile, like the Chimnos, would soon succumb to the pleasure he provided.
“Try being more defiant. Rebel all you want, cry all you want.”
“…….”
“Oh ho, you’ve gone completely silent? Fine, let’s see how long you can hold out.”
Marquis Valerie untied the red rope binding Cecile’s torso, leaving his limbs free.
Then, his thick, fleshy hands reached inside Cecile’s shirt, tracing his flat stomach and chest.
The stifling breath and heavy weight pressed down on Cecile. Marquis Valerie pinned Cecile down, caressing his bare skin and deeply inhaling the scent clinging to his nape. He moaned in admiration.
“Haah, just as I expected, your skin is smooth. Its softness rivals silk.”
“…….”
“How about the sensitivity of your nipples? Besides me… hmmm, has anyone else… sucked here? What about your penis? Have you also received a man’s cock in your ass?”
The Marquis uttered filthy obscenities while enthusiastically sucking on Cecile’s chest. The thin fabric quickly became soaked with saliva, and the rosy-colored nipples became visible through the translucent material.
“That I, haah, would come to possess you… unbelievable.”
Overwhelmed with excitement, Marquis Valerie moved from Cecile’s chest to his neck and ear, sucking and licking his skin.
Cecile clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
Every time the slimy tongue touched him, he wanted to carve out his own flesh, but he couldn’t utter a word. All he could do was hide his fear from the Marquis.
“Tch, you’re not making a sound, it’s no fun.”
Seeing Cecile remain as stiff as a statue, Marquis Valerie exploded in irritation. He rose to his knees and hastily unfastened his trousers.
Contrary to his massive physique, his exposed lower body was rather unimpressive. However, the Marquis brandished his penis as if it were a priceless treasure.
“But your defiant glare is quite stimulating.”
“…Marquis. It’s not too late. If you let me go, I’ll pretend this never happened.”
“Puhaht, do you take me for a fool?”
The Marquis grabbed Cecile’s hair and pulled it back sharply. Cecile’s face contorted from the pain as the Marquis’s dark penis touched his face.
“I’ll defile you so thoroughly that you’ll never dare speak of it.”
“Ugh! Y-you… bastard!”
“Do you know how much, huck, I’ve been seething since that day, hoo? I’ve been waiting for this day of revenge! Haha, when you think about it, you don’t even have royal blood! You just happened to be in that position!”
The blunt tip of the penis poked Cecile’s soft cheeks, eyelids, and lips, leaving a trail of sticky fluid.
Fearing that opening his mouth would invite the Marquis’s filthy member into his mouth, Cecile gritted his teeth until they ached.
The Marquis was even more aroused by Cecile’s venomous expression, and he blew out a puff of air.
“Open your mouth obediently. I’m going to give you plenty of cum, hoo, and you’re not even grateful…!”
Just as he was smearing sticky semen on Cecile’s pale face,
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sudden noise made the Marquis stop.
“What is it?”
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Another loud noise from outside made the Marquis jump up.
No one would visit the Marquis’s mansion at this late hour. Marquis Valerie hurried to the window beside the bed to check what was happening outside.
A dark figure, presumably a person, was vaguely visible in front of the mansion. However, the heavy rain and distance made it difficult to determine who it was or where they came from.
“Help! Someone’s trapped…!”
“Shh! Shut up!”
Seizing the opportunity, Cecile yelled, and the startled Marquis instinctively clamped his hand over Cecile’s mouth and jaw.
“Shut your mouth and be quiet!”
“Mph! Mphh!”
A moment later, a knock came on the door. The Head Butler, standing outside the door, spoke in a trembling voice.
“Master, you need to come out for a moment.”
“Who is it, that you dare disturb me?!”
“It’s… the Imperial Knight Order from the palace.”
“What?”
The Marquis jumped. The Imperial Knight Order! There could be no worse visitor.
“I’ll be right out! Just a moment, just a moment!”
The Marquis gagged Cecile before hastily adjusting his trousers. His penis, which he hadn’t been able to fully satisfy, hung limp.
After neatly arranging his clothes, he repeatedly exhaled to calm his trembling breath. Sweat beaded on his forehead, but thankfully, his expression had returned to normal.
“I’ll be back, keep watch in my stead!”
“Yes? Y-yes… Master.”
The old Head Butler, unexpectedly tasked with surveillance, approached hesitantly.
Once the door slammed shut, the room’s state became visible. Seeing Cecile, tightly bound with ropes and gagged, made the Head Butler’s head spin.
“I… is this alright? What are you planning to do?”
The Head Butler couldn’t hide his worry.
He already knew that the Marquis Valerie, whom he had served for a long time, was incredibly perverted. He was a man who frequently brought young men home for violent sex.
His perverted acts had worsened since he was abandoned by his family and started taking drugs. The Head Butler, knowing the Marquis’s circumstances, had turned a blind eye.
But this situation was clearly rape. And the victim was a member of the royal family, someone who shouldn’t be touched.
The Head Butler looked around helplessly. Then, his eyes met Cecile’s. Seeing the emerald eyes glaring fiercely, the Head Butler instinctively bowed.
“…I’m sorry, I couldn’t do anything… I’m truly sorry.”
Cecile gurgled through the gag. The Imperial Knight Order’s visit to the Marquis’s mansion was surely to find him.
He desperately focused his mind, not wanting to miss this opportunity. He absolutely had to let them know he was here.
The Marquis descended the stairs with heavy steps to greet his guests.
As he opened the door, he was met with strong wind and rain, and several powerfully built men.
“I hear you’re looking for me. What brings you here at this late hour?”
“Marquis Valerie. We have a question.”
Clad in dark raincoats, they looked less like the Imperial Knight Order and more like emissaries come to collect the Marquis.
“Ask away.”
The knight at the forefront stared intently at Marquis Valerie’s face.
“We’re looking for someone. Is Cecile Adrian here?”
Marquis Valerie swallowed hard, his mouth dry. He managed to compose a calm expression, even sneering in response.
“That’s absurd. Why would Cecile be here?”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course! You’re looking in the wrong place. I don’t get along with him. Meaning I have absolutely no reason to host him!”
The knights exchanged glances. Their expressions darkened, as if they suspected something.
They turned their heads to look at the person standing a step behind them. Their posture suggested they were waiting for an order, and Marquis Valerie’s gaze also turned to the man.
“You don’t get along with Cecile?”
The man slowly lowered the hood of his raincoat. His platinum blonde hair shone brightly in the darkness, and a flash of lightning illuminated the sky.