The Toy Who Weeps

The sound of flesh violently slapping against flesh echoed loudly, but not as loudly as the cries and pleas of Fingmi...

The underground’s silence was completely gone at this point, and it was unclear when exactly, but the protagonist’s Alrinir eventually found herself unable to put on a facade in the face of her master’s brutality... She had devolved into abject sobbing and begging.

Unfortunately for her, it did nothing to stop Anoteros. In fact, it only emboldened him to go harder and harder. Her tears were a most exciting factor to him. The more she responded in this way to his actions, the less likely he was to stop… But at this point, Fingmi was unable to think clearly enough to understand this fact.

Thus, she made for a most entertaining plaything for Edrick–Futilely struggling against the much stronger scion, pleading to deaf ears, and asking for help inside a residence that was fully under the control of her tormentor.

Her Viot–Her first proper experience–Lasted for about an hour... But it seemed much longer from her perspective. For the entire duration of it, Anoteros had been relentless. He only held back just enough not to cause true, lasting damage…

During the whole ordeal, he did not grant a single drop of elixir. It was reserved only for the end... And even then, he controlled Cleansing Elixir to make it as minimally nourishing as possible. He also made sure to completely get rid of the addictive effect.

He had worked quite hard to acquire this level of control over this innate ability of his, alongside some others… This way, he ensured that Fingmi would hold no good memories whatsoever from this encounter.

The ‘reward’ was lacklustre. He only invoked pain and humiliation within her instead of pleasure. Moreover, the way he granted the elixir was only another way to make her cry and beg.

The superior dew fired inside the depths of her rosy cavern–But since she did not bear any crest whatsoever, the result was obvious.

He had paid attention to her, so he knew that today was the right day to finish inside this particular spot.

Fingmi was left horrified, barely responsive as her master granted himself access to her top pit for cleaning purposes. His noble sceptre slapped her across the face before he stepped away, looking down on her.

“Be grateful, bitch. I’ve given you what many people would kill for… Go to Muxing later, she’ll give you advice on what to do from now on. Also, it won’t be a human”

Anoteros left her on the bed of the underground chamber, not even looking back once. He just walked away without a care in the world…

Fingmi was left a sobbing and aching mess. Her frail and petite body had been bruised all over due to Edrick needlessly behaving like a brute with her. His large hands had squeezed her roughly–And yet, that was the least of it... The slamming of his lower body had left her unable to actually stand for a while, and the constant slaps still burned.

Frankly, it felt like she had been stuffed into a barrel and then sent down the side of a bumpy hill. She didn’t think there was a single portion of her body which did not hurt right now. The only sweetness she received was the Cleansing Elixir... And even then, it was a grossly inferior version of what was usually granted to Edrick’s conquests. Most of all, it had come alongside a most putrid gift–One that Fingmi would have to carry for a long time…

Left unable to move until some of the aching subsided, she stayed where she was, quietly sobbing until no tears could come out anymore.

Eventually, two sets of footsteps arrived at the room.

A person Fingmi was familiar with clicked her tongue, speaking in a tone that did not hide contempt.

“What’s wrong with this slut? Why is she feeling so sorry for herself when she got what anyone sane would beg to get for weeks without eating or drinking?”

“Now, now, Xiaolie… You have to understand the context! Master knows how to trigger certain reactions within people, especially the uncrested. I was a lot like her when Master first directed his attention to me. It’s actually quite good that she reacts so strongly. This is what our Master wants. She’s doing an admirable job”

“Sure, I know you’re right, Jingyi… But still, does it not just seem ludicrous? Master is a superior noble! No matter how rough it gets, a lesser woman like herself should be honoured that he is willing to take time out of his day to interact with her! She should be asking for more, not wallowing like this”

“I suppose it is a difference in how we were recruited that brings about a divide in how we view this situation…”

“Perhaps… What are we doing here, though? Master didn’t ask to take care of her”

“Master did not ask us to leave her here either. We are supposed to make our own decisions, remember? Master does not want us to be useful idiots. We need to be able to make our own choices when dealing with situations or problems that Master has not directly told us what to do about…”

“...View it as a sort of hidden test from Master”

“Right. What do you want to do with her, then?”

Jingyi was holding a blanket, which she gently wrapped around Fingmi’s bruised and battered body.

“Master might not think much of the seed he planted within her, but it will nonetheless grow into a being bearing his noble blood. To take care of it, we must take care of the vessel that will serve as its soil”

“That makes sense. I guess we are going to give her a bath and apply some healing cream to her body?”

“Yes. I am not very strong, however. Could you carry her for me?”

“Oh. Now I see why you brought me here. You’re not the Headmaid for nothing, I guess”

“Be gentle. You might not think much of her right now, but I assure you that no matter how violent, brutal, or degrading Master may be with her... She will eventually turn around no matter what. No one can resist Master’s charisma for long. Also, she’ll probably be granted a crest once the matter with her Alrin is dealt with. Even if she only becomes a Housemaid, I feel confident that Master will not simply discard her once all is well and done”

“...I guess she does have pretty eyes and a good figure”

Xiaolie stretched her arms.

“Alright, you’re coming with us, Fingmi. It might hurt a little on the way there, but you’ll feel a lot better afterwards”

“Indeed. Have you ever met Muxing? She’ll be really nice to you, considering your newfound situation…”