Vol 4 Chapter 45.1: Tortured by Three Elves, But I Can’t Lie… I Mean, I Did It—♡ ☆

Bound and carried by three elves, I was taken to a small guard post near the entrance to their village. Inside, I was tied to a chair and restrained in a tiny room. To make matters worse, they stripped me of my clothes, leaving me completely naked.

“──U-uhm, I’ve said this many times already, but we’re messengers from the Queen… Ouch!”

What awaited me was an interrogation… no, it was more like outright torture.

“Don’t lie! How could a young human like you be a messenger of the Queen?!”

One of the elf women raised her arm and swung a thin whip with a sharp crack. Fortunately, I had secretly reinforced my body with a support spell, so I didn’t feel pain, but the sharp whish-whish of the whip made me instinctively yelp.

The three elves who brought me here were the ones conducting the interrogation. They gazed at me with disdainful eyes, and no matter how much I tried to explain, they didn’t listen. Time dragged on without any progress.

The three elves had removed their cloaks on arrival, revealing snug, short green dresses that clung tightly to their bodies, designed for ease of movement.

Meanwhile, I was bound to the chair—completely naked.

“A-uhm… At least, could I have some clothes…?”

I timidly voiced my request, but the three elves ignored me completely. Those long ears of theirs should be able to hear perfectly well, so why weren’t they listening?! I grumbled in my mind.

The situation was absurd. The more time passed, the more shame replaced any hope of getting used to it. I couldn’t even raise my head, as the heat in my face was palpable.

“You seem awfully composed for an unarmed human…!”

“Could he be a trained assassin, skilled in resisting torture?”

“That would explain why a supposedly frail human is enduring so much.”

Perhaps because I hadn’t revealed anything, or because I kept averting my gaze, the three began murmuring amongst themselves.

I’d been telling the truth from the start, but they refused to believe me. What else could I possibly do? My thoughts swirled in frustration.

As I hung my head, occasionally glancing at them to assess the situation, I couldn’t stop my face from heating up—for a completely different reason than before.

The cause was obvious: their appearance. Just as the rumors said, elves were breathtakingly beautiful, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

Each of them had strikingly perfect features. Especially the silver-haired one, likely the leader—her fierce, sharp eyes gave off a wild beauty. Yet, she also exuded an air of calmness that made it impossible not to admire her, even in the middle of an interrogation.

There were three traits I’d always heard about elves:

They were all beautiful men and women.

They had pointed ears.

They had slender, graceful physiques.

But these three were quite different from the stories in one significant way.

Soft press♡ Gentle jiggle♡ Soft squish♡

Unlike the lithe elves I’d imagined, all three had well-endowed figures. Their bodies were curvaceous, with ample breasts, slender waists, and full hips. Their snug clothing only emphasized their assets, making it impossible not to notice.

As I fidgeted in embarrassment, the silver-haired elf tilted her head slightly in thought. Her shoulder-length hair shimmered like silver threads in the light, catching my gaze once again.

“Mmm…” She let out a small, thoughtful sound as she folded her arms. The motion pushed her chest upward, making her large breasts squish and wobble. Her arms trembled slightly as she continued thinking, causing her chest to jiggle repeatedly. I couldn’t help but fixate on the sight, despite my precarious situation.

Her snug dress stretched taut across her chest, accentuating its fullness. It strained against the fabric, giving an almost palpable impression of softness.

“Mmm… now, what should we do… hm?”

Suddenly, she seemed to notice something. Her gaze shifted to me—no, to my eyes—and then followed their line of sight to her own chest. Realizing where I’d been looking, I quickly turned my head away in panic.

“…Could it be?”

She murmured to herself, then unfolded her arms. To my shock, she cupped her ample breasts from below with both hands and gently lifted them—Soft squish♡—before letting them drop.

The resulting motion was mesmerizing. Her breasts swayed dramatically, straining against her clothes as if they were free to defy gravity. I knew it was inappropriate, but my gaze betrayed me, drawn helplessly to the sight.

“Hmph… I see now. Hah, so that’s what’s going on.”

A seductive smile spread across her ethereal face as if she’d come to some realization. She repeated the motion a few more times, deliberately jiggling her chest. The soft curves bounced and rippled with every movement, as if mocking my inability to look away.

My thoughts were a chaotic mess.

What is she doing? …It looks so soft.

What does she want? …They’re huge…

Despite myself, I couldn’t stop staring.

“Change of plans. It seems human men have a particular fondness for elves. And this one is an especially shameless pervert.”

“P-pervert?! I-I’m not like that!”

Her sudden accusation made me reflexively protest.

“Are you serious? You’ve been ogling my chest with such a stupid, lecherous look on your face, and now you claim otherwise? It seems the rumors about the baseness of human men are true.”

“──! T-that’s…!”

Her sharp words sliced through me like a blade. I had no excuse; she’d caught me red-handed.

Elves were cunning. To think they would use such a calculated and devious tactic—drawing my attention with their movements—was both humiliating and awe-inspiring. I had walked right into their trap.

“Hmph. Now that we know the truth, let’s proceed. You two, go ahead.”

“Yes!”

“As you wish!”

She gave an order to her two subordinates, who nodded obediently.

And then—Snuggle♡ Soft press♡

“W-what are you doing?!”

The two elves approached me, their vibrant pink and light green hair shimmering against their pale skin. They pressed close on either side, their soft, generous chests flattening against my arms as they hugged me tightly.

The sensation was overwhelming.

“Fufu, human-kun…♡ Haaah~♡”

“You really love breasts, don’t you…? Sigh~♡”

“T-that’s not—!”

They whispered seductively in my ears, so close I could feel their breath brushing against my skin. The warm air tickled my eardrums, sending a shiver down my spine.

Seduction. Deception. Ensnarement. Temptation. Words I had internalized through past experiences flashed through my mind like blaring alarms. This was bad—very bad.

“Y-you’re wasting your time! I’ve only been telling the truth, and using seduction like this won’t change anything—!”

“Whether it’s a waste or not…”

“We won’t know unless we try, right?♡”

They ignored my desperate protests, pressing themselves even closer. The soft sensation of their bodies rubbed against my exposed arms, and then—slick. Something warm and wet brushed against my earlobe.

Lick… slurp… “Come on, just tell us the truth~♡”

“What’s your purpose here? Tell your big sisters~♡ Mwah… slurp~♡”

Their teasing voices, paired with the wet, sliding sensation of their tongues on my ears, sent jolts of stimulation coursing through my body. The wet sounds their tongues made seemed to reverberate directly into my brain, stirring a warm, tingling sensation I couldn’t shake.

“Nnngh~♡ S-stop… It’s… pointless… I…!”

Clinging desperately to my sanity, I clenched my teeth and balled my fists as hard as I could. But with every lick, it felt like they were draining my strength straight through my ears. The words I managed to squeeze out sounded weak and embarrassingly tinged with moans.

Lick… slurp~♡ “Oh? Your voice is trembling, you know?”

“I just love how honest you’re being~♡ Come on, give in and let yourself feel good~♡ Mwah, smooch~♡”

Their giggles and whispered temptations chipped away at my resolve. Their tongues skillfully targeted the most sensitive spots of my ears, driving up sensations I could barely resist.

But I couldn’t lose. I couldn’t let myself be defeated. I thought back to all the training I had endured for moments like this. It wasn’t easy. It wasn’t fun. But it was for this very reason that I—

“I… I won’t give uuuuup~♡!”

My scream, almost indistinguishable from a moan, echoed through the room. Yet somehow, my spirit remained intact. For now.

“This boy is so cute, struggling like this~♡ Lick… lick~♡”

“Hehe~♡ But all that resistance just makes it seem like he wants more♡ *Nibble, kiss♡*”

Their relentless attacks didn’t stop. The silver-haired elf, watching from a distance, let a sadistic smile curve across her flawless face.

“Aha~! Just as I thought, human men are laughably weak. Look at him—completely out of breath just from this. How pathetic. Fine, I’ll give him the final push—make it easier for him to surrender.”

She spoke with haughty confidence and pulled down the top of her dress—Soft bounce♡

Her pale skin glowed like freshly fallen snow. Her large, perfectly rounded breasts were revealed, their soft curves accented by pink, blossom-like tips that seemed to beckon irresistibly. The sight was so sudden and overwhelming that I couldn’t suppress the reaction from my lower half. My restrained manhood twitched, betraying my efforts to stay composed.

“How about this? The beautiful body of an elf, desired by all human men. These breasts♡ You want to touch them, don’t you? You want to bury your face in them, don’t you?”

She leaned in close, making sure I had an unobstructed view as her chest swayed provocatively before my eyes. They were so close I could almost feel their softness, the faintest movement of my head away from contact.

“Oh, but I won’t let you touch them without permission♡ If you want to feel them, you’ll have to be honest. Confess your intentions, and maybe I’ll let you have a taste~♡”

Her taunting words, paired with the mesmerizing bounce of her chest, eroded the last shreds of my will. My instincts screamed at me to give in. My lips trembled, ready to betray me.

This wasn’t just seduction—it was pure, calculated warfare. And I was hopelessly outmatched.

It was a transparent temptation, an obvious exchange of terms. If I were just an assassin or spy who followed orders blindly or worked for money, I might have succumbed to the allure and revealed the truth. But, with the burden of my comrades on my shoulders, there was only one answer I could give.

“I… I truly came as a messenger of Queen Ramielle♡”

“Oh… resisting, are you?♡ A liar like you can’t touch this♡”

The elf showed no trust in my words, leaning back just enough to avoid my desperate attempt to move closer, pulling her breasts away. The soft bounce they made as they moved was almost mesmerizing. A fresh, grassy scent lingered in the air, making the sight of her tantalizingly out-of-reach breasts even more desirable.

“The captain’s breasts are really big, aren’t they?♡”

“Ours are fairly large too, but the captain’s are among the biggest in the village♡”

“Look, they’re jiggling so much right now♡ If you were honest, you could run your fingers over them, squeeze them♡ You could bury your face in them and enjoy them♡ Humans really love the bodies of elves… you’d enjoy this so much♡”