Chapter 17
Jia’s face drained of color. She immediately knelt. “I… I… I’m sorry… It… It hurts…”
“You’ll have to bear it. Some of us have to try very hard to feel anything at all.”
No, no. Jia whimpered inwardly, yet under the Emperor’s gaze, she had no choice but to lie back down beneath him. She spread her legs and lowered the hands covering her br3asts. She felt like prey, baring her throat to a predator, waiting to be devoured. Quickly, just eat me already…
Her other n1pple was similarly ravaged. Jia felt tears stream down her closed eyelids, her hands trembling as they gripped the sheets.
Teeth moved to the flesh beneath her br3ast. A sharp sensation pierced the soft, yielding skin. Her eyes snapped open, her body tensing. Mother, Father, Sister…
Jia struggled to endure, clinging to the thought of returning to Earth. If I endure this, I can see Mother and Father again.
“Jia, are you scared? I’m right here.” She remembered her older sister, comforting her after a frightening cartoon in their childhood.
Sporadic pain followed along her side, stomach, and hip… Then, her legs were spread wider. The Emperor’s gaze bore into the space between them.
Shame flooded her. She pressed her cheek into the sheets, the fabric rustling against her nose with each breath, disrupting her breathing. It was a futile attempt to escape his gaze.
The Emperor’s hand gripped her thigh. “You’re thin.”
“….”
“Do you not gain weight?”
“No. I… I don’t need to eat… I’m fine. I’m not hungry…”
Even if she ate, she wouldn’t gain weight. No matter what she did, her body always reverted back. The Emperor stroked her thin thigh, then spread her legs to their limit. Jia whimpered, curling her toes. The stretched muscles briefly protested with a flicker of pain, then even that subsided.
The space between her spread legs was fully exposed. He caressed the delicate flesh hidden beneath her pubic hair.
“H-!”
A strange sensation. Jia almost instinctively closed her legs. The Emperor touched her with the same detached touch as before – as if accustomed, yet indifferent. After a few strokes, he abruptly inserted a finger.
“Gasp!”
It felt as though something was forcibly opening her. Jia tilted her head back, staring at the ceiling, trying to focus on the painting to distract herself from the unfamiliar pain.
A massive painting covered the entire ceiling, shimmering as if painted with gold, adorned with ornate stucco work.
It depicted the God Erun and a man kneeling before him. She didn’t recognize the man. The only god she knew was Erun.
The stucco work scattered across the painting took the shapes of flowers, wings symbolizing Erun, and wolves representing Eustanville.
The chandelier hanging below…
“Aagh!”
Her attempt to focus on the painting was shattered as something pushed deep inside her. A pain like being torn in two forced Jia’s eyes downward.
“Hngh…”
She saw the tip of his p3nis penetrating her. The sheer size of it made her eyes widen, her lips trembling. How… how can that… inside…
“Relax.” The Emperor spoke in a low voice. Jia nodded, trying to force her body to relax. She didn’t want the pain either. But the ever-increasing intrusion was overwhelmingly unbearable.
It felt like her body was splitting apart. Something thick and hard, like a log, forced its way inside, tearing her flesh.
“Ha.”
Even the Emperor seemed to find it difficult. He let out a short breath and gripped her hips tightly. Then, with a thud, he thrust in completely.
“Aagh!”
Jia’s scream echoed through the vast bedroom. She heard the tearing of flesh.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…
Mother… Father… Sister…
Tears welled up and streamed down her pale cheeks. The pain was intense, but even more overwhelming was the suffocating presence filling her, as if she were being consumed by him.
Through her blurred vision, she saw the Emperor’s furrowed brow.
Why…
The question still plagued her. Why?
“St… Stop… Please… Please…”
She forgot even to tell him not to touch her. Jia grabbed his hand and shook her head rapidly.
“D-Don’t… move…”
His eyes narrowed. He seemed to push deeper inside, then pulled back. Jia trembled, letting out a soft sigh of relief. But then, he thrust back in.
“Agh!”
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