I Have No Intention Of Training The Male Leads - Chapter 3 Part 3

03. Capital City, Londinium (3)

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The butler led her not towards the office or the study, but towards Alberic’s bedroom. He then guided Eve into the parlor that was connected to it, and somewhere in his blunt and stern expression, he seemed to be hesitating, as if he wanted to say something, but when Alberic came, he quickly greeted him and left the parlor.

“You’re here.”

“Why was Mr. Joseph’s reaction so strange?”

“Ah….”

Eve asked as she watched Alberic emerge from the bedroom into the parlor, but he didn’t answer. He just sat down across from her in the chair, while staring intently at her.

Despite the late hour, he was neatly dressed in a light white mandarin-collared shirt and well-tailored brown pants, his hair was neatly gathered together and tied back. The stout man, who looked as if he was dressed to sleep, sat with his back straight and his posture erect. He looked as if he were pondering about something, and then, he uncharacteristically spoke with a slight pause.

“Joseph is my… Is someone who knows about my rather strict method of discipline.”

“Huh ..?”

“He’s probably worried that I might become too harsh on my cousin, since it’s probably easier for him to clean up after a commoner than an aristocrat.”

“Wow… You are really… amazing.”

Eve’s face contorted into a grimace at the thought of the bullying the maids received in this manor. It was probably the butler who was closest to him who cleaned up after Alberic.

The image of Joseph’s lips curling inexplicably in front of her, which was uncharacteristic of a seasoned butler, flashed through her mind. It wasn’t hard for Eve to read the faintest hint of concern in the middle-aged man’s eyes, not so much for her training itself but for her well-being.

‘As expected, Alberic is the biggest piece of human garbage in this manor.’ Eve scowled and clicked her tongue.

“Shouldn’t you be more curious about why I summoned you rather than that?”

“Oh, yes, what do you want? And judging by the fact that there’s not a single teacup on the table, I don’t think you called me for a drink at this late hour.”

“Just follow me for now…”

As soon as he finished, he rose to his feet. Eve followed him into the bedroom, where she could see him pushing back a few books on the not-so-large bookshelf. For some reason, she felt a strange sense of déjà vu, and then a familiar chamber appeared behind the bookshelf.

“Oh my God, you have one of these in your capital mansion too? You’re quite serious…”

“…….”

She followed Alberic into the room without saying a word, and it was indeed a familiar scene. It had no windows and was only lit by a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling, the secret room had an intimidating and frightening atmosphere with red wallpapered walls, a black velvet armchair, and various instruments of corporal punishment displayed like ornaments in a dark brown cabinet. It was certainly the kind of atmosphere that would have frightened the young girls who had followed him, leaving them in tears making them obediently follow his orders.

“For some reason, you seem to have paid more attention to the interior here?”

But Eve didn’t show the slightest hint of nervousness. She wandered around the room as if it were her own, exploring the secret corporal punishment chamber. She stomped her feet on the dark red carpeting, stood in front of the display case, and saw whips of various thickness and materials. She couldn’t help but laugh at the chains on the walls and the leather wrist restraints dangling from the ends of the chains. Somehow it felt like she was in a themed hotel.

“Dude, this is serious. Have you ever used these before?”

“A few times. But not very often.”

“That’s interesting, but you didn’t bring me here just to show me around did you?”

“Didn’t… you urge me first?”

Alberic took a step closer, his eyes glowing with desire, and Eve, who was facing him with his face burning with excitement like the one she had seen on him during the day, grinned and took a step back.

“How many times do you think you can get hit today?”

“Let’s start with a hundred for now.”

“Aha. You must have made up your mind. Will it be all right? It won’t be easy.”

Eve asked, faking concern in her voice. Alberic nodded, with his lips pressed together a little shyly, but determinedly. Eve watched his reaction, giggled, then suddenly changed and hardened her expression.

“Your posture is poor. If you really want to be spanked like that, at least get down on your knees and beg for it.”

“…Ah.”

“Well, if you’re so inclined, I can play along.”

Alberic quickly realized that the “Play” had begun. With an awkward gesture, he lowered himself to kneel on the carpet. After a few moments of being at a loss for words, he looked up at Eve and blurted out.

“I, I want you to… Hit me.”

“Don’t be silly, tell me straight, what do you want me to do and where?”

“I want you to… spank me, lots and lots of it…… with a bullwhip.”

“Hmm, I’m not sure I get it.”

“Oh… Please.”

Eve, who’d been tilting her head at Alberic when he’d barely finished speaking, turned abruptly and walked over to the armchair in the back. She leaned against it with her arms across the backrest.

“Come here.”

At the sound of Eve’s relaxed voice, Alberic sighed softly and shifted his position, bending his legs to stand up.

“Crouch.”

However, At the next command, Alberic stiffened and lifted his face from its downward slump. He bit his lip and adjusted his glasses once, then lowered himself again. He gripped the floor with both hands and slowly crawled to his knees on the carpet.

For a man who was used to subjugating others rather than being dominated, this humiliation would be quite unbearable. As expected, Alberic’s cheeks flushed red immediately, he came close to Eve’s feet then stopped and dropped to his knees again.

“Beg me again.”

“I want you to…… spank me as… you wish.”

“You?”

“That…. ugh, Master, Master…….”

“Good, good, now stand up.”

Having volunteered to be my servant, he staggered to his feet, as if reeling from the insult. Eve, who was smiling in satisfaction at his flushed cheeks, patted the chair and continued.

“What’s this for?”

“When I get tired from spanking…….”

“Ah. You left it for yourself to sit down and rest, you do take good care of yourself very well. Anyways…. Alright, so let’s do it differently today. Climb up on the chair and sit on your knees. No, reverse it. Face the backrest. Keep your back straight. Hold onto the armrests or the backrest to stabilize your posture. Yes that’s right.”

As Alberic followed her instructions and gently lifted his waist to stand on his knees on the chair, Eve slipped her arms around his waist and undid all the buttons and strings on his pants.

The dark brown pants slid down his thighs, revealing the long, white droopers he wore underneath. As the underwear, which was more like a pair of skimpy pants than underwear, was revealed, Alberic jolted in surprise and twisted at his back as if to stand up…

“Now, wait a minute…!”

“If you mess up your posture, I’ll spank you.”

“Hey, Evelyn. The pants are…….”

“I’m going to give you a good spanking, so shut up.”

“Ah, ugh…….”

Eve grabbed Alberic by the back of his head, blocking his movements, and then, with her palm slightly bent, she quickly slapped him across the top of his underpants. The stinging sensation against his buttocks caused him to flinch and stop struggling. Eve whispered softly as she ran her palm down over his plump mound once more.

“You’re going to behave, will you? I can’t have you coming all the way here and not knowing what you’re talking about.”

“Ugh…….”

“Well, if you’re a pervert, you’ll just whimper and thank me when I spank you like a pervert that you are.”

“Well, ugh…….”

Even with Eve’s voice whispering in his ear, Alberic didn’t even react, he just gave her his ass. The sound of friction, like flesh against leather, continued.

Alberic gasped and shuddered at the unbelievable pain caused by her slender fingers and thick palms. His knuckles were white as he gripped the back of the chair tightly.

“How many times have you been hit so far?”

“Ha, ah…… Ten…… Nineteen.”

“Haha, you’re so stupidly smart.”

Eve, who stopped with one hit left, let go of his fine hair and gently stroked her fingertips along the rounded line of his buttocks where she had struck him.

“Ugh, uh….”

“Don’t whine grossly. Anyway, how does it feel? Does it hurt?”

“Oh……! Uh, yeah…… hurts…….”

“Does it hurt? If I touch it like this now…. it’s incredibly hot. Oh, does it sting? You keep flinching when I touch it.”

“Hah…. It burns…. Oh, it stings…….”

Before Alberic could finish his sentence, he heard the sound of another hard slap across his flesh. The pain was so intense that he couldn’t help but arch his back. He clamped his fingernails down on the back of the chair, almost hugging it.

Another dozen or so times, the sound of friction through the thin fabric continued. Alberic gritted his teeth as he held on to the backrest for support, which was barely keeping his collapsing back upright.

A sharp pain, like a blade digging into his lower body, and a whining aftertaste of flesh, tickled his buttocks, the perineum beneath, and deeper inside.

The chair crushed the secret place under his belly as he was forced forward by the pounding hand. Intense stimulation raced down his spine and up his back. He could feel goosebumps rising on his bare forearms from the pain that had turned into pleasure. Eve, quick to recognize his condition, stopped her hand again.

“Oh, brother, you’re feeling so good right now aren’t youu?”

“Ha, ugh……. Ah…….”

“Do you want more spankings, have I given you about thirty now?”

“Thirty, two…….”

“Hmm. I think I’ll switch to something else. What do you like, a thin whip? Something made of wood?”

“Anything, ah… Anything… is good…”

After a long period of denial, Alberic’s pride that doesn’t want to admit that he takes pleasure from pain, was swallowed up in a way it hadn’t been the first time he’d been whipped. When the excruciating rush of pleasure came to a screeching halt, he twisted his hips impatiently, as if pleading with Eve.

“Please, quickly…” Eve laughed inwardly. She pushed the sound of Alberic’s voice out of her mind and went to the front of the large display case, where she carefully selected a cane.

The cypress cane, which is about the thickness of a finger, was not very elastic, but it was very sturdy. She gently bent it in her hand for a moment, then swung it a couple of times in her palm to feel its weight, then called to Alberic.

“Come here, brother.”

At the sound of Eve’s voice, Alberic, who had been leaning against the back of the chair for a moment to catch his breath, hesitated, then dropped to his knees again, and gripped the floor. His pants were hanging down between his legs, making his crawl look even more awkward.

Eve’s eyes glittered with a dangerous light as she watched the awkward movement unblinkingly. She kept her mouth shut and waited for Alberic’s patience to run out, but it was Alberic who spoke first.

“Master… please, please, please give me a spanking…”

“Hoo hoo……. Good boy, very good.”

Eve was immensely satisfied and reached down to gently stroke Alberic’s cheeks and chin, as if she were nurturing an animal.

‘Such a weak but delightful man.’ 

A proud smile crept across her face.

She moved her fingers that were grazing over Alberic’s cheeks to gently brush over his lips. The slender fingers brushed across his closed lips, and the man, quickly realizing what she wanted, parted his lips slightly, his face a mixture of anticipation and fear.

Eve slid her index and middle fingers into the tiny opening with ease. At the unexpected intrusion, Alberic looked up at her in confusion, but she only whispered quietly.

“Lick it. Stick your tongue out, slowly, gently.”

Unable to keep his mouth shut, or even to express himself, due to the bulk of the finger in his mouth, Alberic gave her an indecisive look, but after a few moments, he gave up and carefully moved his tongue to wrap around the finger in his mouth.

“Mmm, ooh, hmm, uhh…….”

“Lick your fingers from the tips to the roots in a sweeping motion with your whole tongue. Keep your tongue curled around it, and then bring your mouth together to suck it in weakly, and tighten your throat as if to swallow.”

Despite his awkward tongue movements, Eve patiently instructed him on how to move his tongue and suck, and soon his tongue was moving smoothly, as if it was finally used to the foreign sensation in his mouth.

Not only was he a fast learner, but he was also very susceptible to being swept up in the atmosphere. Once he was in the mood, he could play the part of a slave quite convincingly. Though he seemed to be ashamed of himself afterward, especially after reflecting on his words and actions.

Eve, who had been tenderly instructing him on the basic tongue movements of hand licking, which was a practice known as hand ‘washing‘, suddenly changed her demeanor as she watched Alberic lick her fingers with increasing enthusiasm.

“Mmm, cough…..Cough, cough!”

“Swallow it further down your throat, deeper, open your throat.”

“Ah…hnmp..kah!”

Alberic, feeling an intense sense of nausea at the fingers deep in his throat, grabbed Eve’s hand and struggled to pull them out of it, but she wouldn’t back down so easily. She stomped down on him as he struggled to free himself from her grasp, then jerked his head back violently and plunged her fingers deep into his throat again.

A gurgling, crushing sound came from within his throat, as if he were about to gag, and his eyes were gradually filled with tears. Thick droplets sliding hoodedly down his cheeks.

Only when she was sure he was about to vomit did Eve pull the fingers that had been probing his throat out of his mouth.

“Cough.. cough .. cough!…...!”

Eve wiped the saliva-slicked hand away once, then rubbed the dampness over Alberic’s cheek, who was coughing violently and barely controlling his rising nausea.

“One more time?”

“Cough, hmmm, no, no, no…….”

“You’re wrong. I’m your Master, so I will do as I please.”

Eve pointed out his attitude and made rough fun of her saliva-filled hand and slammed it on his cheek

Alberic’s head quickly snapped to the other side.

“Stand up. Stand with your hands on the wall.”

The burning pain of his cheeks and the searing sensation in his throat paralyzed his thinking. His vision was blurred by the tears that spontaneously welled up in his eyes, and his fingertips trembled from the fear and excitement that flooded his brain.

But all the pain he was experiencing was ultimately giving him the pleasure he desired. It was a tingling sensation that ran down his spine to the base of his tailbone, it was the pleasure that he had never experienced in his short and twisted life.

Eve saw the nervousness, fear, and anticipation in the corners of Alberic’s eyes as he slowly rose to his feet. The corners of her mouth twitched.

She could see his senses breaking down, inch-by-inch, from the pain, humiliation, and pleasure she was giving him. Eve looked forward to the day when he would lay himself at her feet and submit himself to her.

The intense pounding of the wooden whips and the friction of flesh against flesh began to fill the boudoir. The low groans, sobs, and gasping breaths that accompanied the cane’s descent over the mound seemed like an enchanting song.

It was a long time before Eve emerged from the chamber with Alberic in her arms. Unlike the first spanking, this one was more of a “Game” and Eve didn’t push him too hard, so he was able to walk out of the room looking pretty decent. Unfortunately for that reason, he didn’t make it to a hundred strokes this time.

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