The Kingdom’s Greatest Fool? No, I’m the Ruler From the Darkness ~The Hidden Face of the Fat Prince~ - Chapter 36: At the Shopping ☆

Chapter 36: At the Shopping ☆

(MC POV)

I stood at the entrance of Crystal Garden, in a triumphant mood.

Beside me was Eleanor, clad in an elegant blue dress.

A faint trace of tension and humiliation lingered on her face, only heightening my excitement.

“Come, let’s go in. We need to choose gems worthy of the ball.”

Eleanor nodded silently.

Her expression was stiff, avoiding my gaze.

Perfect.

My hand brushed the remote in my pocket, slightly increasing its intensity.

I chuckled inwardly as Eleanor’s body trembled for a moment.

This morning, at my detached palace, I had her fitted with the special magical device, and it was clearly working.

It must still be clinging to her clitoris, vibrating relentlessly.

“What’s wrong, Eleanor? Feeling unwell?”

I asked loudly, on purpose.

I savored her cheeks flushing red.

“N-no… I’m fine…”

Her voice trembled faintly.

The magically infused device could be adjusted with my remote.

It was on the lowest setting now, but even that must be unbearable for her.

Inside the store, an array of luxurious jewelry greeted us.

A shop assistant approached deferentially.

“Your Highness, welcome. What are you looking for today?”

“A necklace for the ball. Show me the finest ones.”

The assistant bowed gracefully and led us to the most opulent display case.

Various diamond necklaces sparkled before us.

“This is our latest arrival. The central pendant, in particular, uses a rare diamond from the northern mines.”

I glanced at Eleanor.

She was trying to focus on the gems, but it was clear she was struggling with the internal stimulation.

Maybe I’d crank it up a bit.

I raised the remote’s intensity one level, and I heard Eleanor gasp softly.

She gripped the counter, nearly stumbling.

“This one’s nice…”

I picked up a necklace, holding it to her neck.

I relished the warmth of her skin and her subtle trembling.

“This necklace would look stunning on your chest…”

I spoke loudly enough for those nearby to hear.

The assistant couldn’t hide their discomfort, looking away.

Lowering my voice, I whispered in Eleanor’s ear.

“How about it? Want it? I’ll buy it for you…”

At the same time, my hand slid from her waist, boldly groping her rounded buttocks.

Eleanor squirmed, letting out a small protest.

“Your Highness, please… not in a place like this…”

Her voice was soft, desperate.

Yet she couldn’t fully resist.

The fate of the Frostheart family and Sophia held her back.

My perfect trap.

“What’s wrong? You’re my partner, aren’t you?”

I increased the remote’s intensity again.

Her face flushed instantly, her knees trembling visibly.

“For the next three days, until the ball ends, you’re mine. That was the only condition to save the Frosthearts, wasn’t it?”

The humiliation and despair in her eyes were the sweet fruit of my revenge.

The haughty woman who once looked down on me was now a puppet dancing in my hand.

“Oh, Eleanor.”

A sudden voice made me turn.

There stood my hated enemies: Leia Braveheart and Alexander Granblue.

I hadn’t expected them to be at the shopping district.

Seeing Leia, memories of my humiliation five years ago flooded back, and my body stiffened momentarily.

Even with my honed earth and dark magic, I couldn’t match Leia’s swordsmanship now.

“L-Leia… Alexander…”

Eleanor’s voice carried clear fear.

Her dread of her friends learning her situation fueled my sense of superiority.

“Are you two shopping for accessories too?”

Leia’s voice was calm, but her eyes burned with anger.

Her gaze fixed on my hand touching Eleanor’s body.

“Yes, that’s right.”

I answered curtly, pulling Eleanor closer to my side.

“If you have business, make it quick. I’m busy.”

Truthfully, I wanted them gone. Leia’s cold stare was far from pleasant.

“Eleanor, are you okay?”

Alexander’s voice made me grit my teeth inwardly. I wanted to see him suffer, having stolen his fiancée, but he was infuriatingly composed.

“Yes… ngh… I’m fine…”

Eleanor’s response was feeble.

Annoyed by her reaction, I raised the remote’s intensity again.

I felt satisfaction as her body jolted slightly.

“Hey, Granblue boy.”

I raised my voice.

“Don’t talk to her. She’s my partner now.”

With those words, I began touching her body more brazenly.

I enjoyed her feeble resistance.

“Hah… Y-Your Highness, please… stop…”

Her voice trembled.

Her suffering in this humiliating situation fed my vengeful heart.

“Stop it!”

Leia’s voice echoed through the store.

Her furious expression made me flinch momentarily.

Memories of her “lesson” in the arena five years ago flashed vividly.

“Let go of her!”

I knew her swordsmanship.

But this was a public place.

Raising a hand against royalty would be treason.

“What’s that? You think you can order royalty around, Braveheart girl?”

I put on a bold front, but inwardly, her intensity unnerved me.

“I just can’t stand by while my friend is made uncomfortable.”

As Leia stepped forward, I instinctively released Eleanor and stepped back.

“Leia, stop!”

Eleanor’s unexpected reaction brought me relief.

She positioned herself between me and her friends.

“This is my problem.”

I laughed inwardly at her words.

It was working perfectly.

She was enduring this humiliation for her family.

“But he’s—”

“I chose to be his partner!”

Eleanor’s shout silenced Leia.

I smirked triumphantly, increasing the remote’s intensity again.

Her body twitched momentarily, but she desperately maintained composure.

“Eleanor…”

Alexander’s appearance heightened the tension.

“Alexander… please, ugh, understand…”

Her pleading delighted me to no end.

The once-arrogant lady was now declaring to her friends that she chose me.

There was no greater revenge.

“What am I supposed to understand? That you’re being treated like this?”

Alexander’s voice carried anger.

“I… I…”

Seizing the moment, I grabbed Eleanor’s arm, pulling her to my side.

“Enough.”

I cut in.

“She’s my partner. Stay out of it.”

I spoke menacingly, but Leia’s sharp gaze made my body tremble slightly.

“Eleanor, you don’t have to endure this.”

Alexander said quietly.

“If something’s wrong, tell us. We can help.”

His sincerity and Leia’s piercing stare made me want to leave quickly.

But I couldn’t admit defeat.

“That’s… enough…”

Eleanor said coldly.

I laughed inwardly at her choice in this situation.

A perfect pawn.

“Your Highness, let’s… go quickly…”

She placed a hand on my arm, urging me toward the exit.

I cast a triumphant glance at Alexander and Leia as a final victory.

“Goodbye, Granblue. And Braveheart.”

As we left the store, I turned the remote to its maximum intensity.

“Fguuu! No… I’m coming!!”

Eleanor gasped softly, her steps faltering.

Her knees trembled, clearly climaxing.

Supporting her as she clung to my arm, I reveled in the sensation of complete control.

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(Eleonora POV)

Boarding the prince’s carriage, his gaze pierced me in the enclosed space.

The device’s torment, lasting over half a day, had pushed my body to its limit.

Yet, thanks to the soundproof, waterproof underwear, I avoided exposing my disgrace during the humiliating scene at the jewelry store.

“How was today’s shopping, Eleanor?”

His voice dripped with mockery.

As if I were enjoying this situation.

“…Just shopping.”

I looked out the window, but I saw his hand reach into his pocket, operating that dreadful remote.

A tremor shot through my core.

The cursed magical device activated again.

“Ah…”

A small sound escaped me.

My cheeks burned, and I wanted to cover my face in shame.

“What’s wrong? Feeling ill?”

The prince feigned concern, relishing my suffering.

“N-no…”

Victor smiled, satisfied with my weak response.

“The smell of your pussy juice is filling the carriage.”

He sniffed audibly.

His words made my blood run cold.

“What an intense scent. Let me check what’s going on.”

At his command, my trembling hands touched the hem of my dress.

I couldn’t possibly…

“Do it.”

His voice grew stern.

Defying him would bring worse consequences.

In despair, I began removing my underwear before his eyes.

Schlick

The underwear, sticky with my fluids, came off.

Instantly, a thick scent filled the carriage.

The prince pinched his nose.

“What a potent smell…”

His words made me want to disappear.

The thought of my body producing such a vulgar odor made me wish for death.

“Now, show me properly. Spread it out and let me see.”

Tears welled at his humiliating command.

But I had no strength left to resist.

Burning with shame, I obeyed.

With trembling hands, I held the underwear and spread it wide before his eyes.

“Oh… it’s all slimy and soaked. You’re such a lewd woman.”

His words made my body tremble with humiliation.

Looking at the underwear stained with cloudy fluid, the prince sneered.

“Explain what’s happening.”

My ears burned red.

I’d never spoken of such things in my life…

“The liquid… it’s been secreted in such a large amount…”

I bit my lip.

Shame and humiliation made my head feel like it was boiling.

“Be more specific. Use the most vulgar words possible. Tell me exactly what’s going on.”

He was drawing pleasure from every word.

Pierced by his cold gaze, I had no choice but to confess my depravity.

“Ah… my pussy juice… it’s all gooey… overflowing… gushing from deep inside my pussy…”

Seeing the cruel joy on his face, my heart shrank with dread.

“Your pussy’s throbbing, isn’t it?”

The prince pointed at my groin, his voice mocking.

“N-no…”

I shook my head.

But I knew it wouldn’t work on him…

“Don’t lie. Answer honestly.”

Pressed by his stern tone, I spoke as if squeezing the words from my throat.

“I… I’m feeling it… my pussy’s throbbing unbearably…”

He smirked with satisfaction, finally looking away.

Staring at the carriage’s ceiling, he spoke in a leisurely tone.

“I understand now how lewd you are. Honestly, it’s surprising.”

His words made me tremble faintly.

His voice was filled with mockery and contempt…

Yet I could neither argue nor escape, forced to listen silently.

“To think that Granblue’s boy wanted such a depraved woman as his wife?”

He snorted with disdain.

His cruel gaze turned to my groin.

“Your body will become even more obscene from now on. Are you ready for that?”

I bit my lip at his words.

I wasn’t entirely ignorant of what he meant…

Still, I nodded faintly.

“A vulgar, slutty woman.”

The prince kept insulting me, laughing.

He trampled my dignity with various words.

My gaze was involuntarily drawn to the massive bulge in his trousers.

Despite my fear and disgust, I couldn’t look away.

“Well, that’s enough for today.”

He suddenly declared.

The carriage had arrived at the Frostheart residence.

“Starting tomorrow, you’ll stay at my detached palace for the ball’s final preparations, right? See you then.”

He smiled, satisfied.

I stumbled out of the carriage.

My body, tormented relentlessly for over half a day, was beyond its limit.

“W-Wait… Your Highness…”

My voice was so hoarse it didn’t sound like mine.

His eyes gleamed with surprise and mockery.

“What? Still need something?”

In my mind, my family’s faces battled with my dignity.

To want this in such a situation was unthinkable.

But my body… my body had lost its master, controlled by another will.

“In this state… I… I can’t go home… I can’t sleep…”

I said, my voice trembling.

“In this state… there’s no way I could sleep…”

The prince stepped out of the carriage, standing before me.

“What are you saying, Lady Frostheart?”

He meant to make me say it.

To strip away the last shred of my dignity.

I took a deep breath, searching for words.

“Please…”

“What are you begging for?”

His plump face glowed with victory.

“Say it. What do you want?”

Desire swirled within me.

My body’s urges were stronger than my reason.

“Please… stop this suffering…”

My voice shook.

He grabbed my chin, forcing my face up.

“That’s not how you ask, Eleanor.”

His voice was cold.

“Shouldn’t you bow deeply and beg properly?”

I felt my pride crumble.

His cold words made me tremble.

I understood what he wanted.

He meant to make me fully submit.

Slowly, I knelt, pressing my head to the ground before him.

In the darkness outside the residence’s gate.

“Please… Your Highness…”

“Say exactly what you want.”

He looked down at me, his eyes filled with cruel joy.

“Penetration… please…”

“No. Be more specific. Say what you’re craving in vulgar terms.”

He leaned down, whispering in my ear.

The obscene words he wanted me to say, words I should never have uttered.

“Fuck me… with Your Highness’s cock…”

“No! Clearer. Say what you want in the filthiest words.”

My body shook with shame, but I opened my mouth.

Vulgar words spilled out.

“Fuck my slutty pussy with Prince Victor’s thick cock… make it a mess…”

Such crude, direct words.

The shame of even knowing such words overwhelmed me.

“My pussy’s been throbbing so much! I want your big dick to pound it deep!!”

I couldn’t believe I was saying this.

The once-proud Frostheart lady, shouting vulgarities outside her home.

“Kukuku. Get in the carriage. I’ll grant your wish.”

Satisfied, the prince led me back into the carriage.

As the door closed and the curtains were drawn, the carriage became a sealed space.

“This carriage has a special illusion magic coating.”

The prince boasted suddenly.

“It cost a fortune. No matter how the carriage shakes or what happens inside, from the outside, it looks still, and we appear to be conversing normally.”

“So scream or struggle all you want—it won’t be noticed. Think about what that means.”

He spoke smugly, then ordered me.

“Now, strip.”

I trembled faintly at his words.

My fingers fumbled, unbuttoning my dress.

It fell to the floor, leaving me completely bare.

“Beautiful skin. So white and smooth.”

He admired my naked body.

His gaze fixed on my chest.

My hardened nipples made me writhe in shame.

“Such a cute body.”

His hands roamed my skin.

His fingers glided smoothly, igniting every touched spot.

Unable to bear it, I let out a small scream.

“Ahn! ♡”

“A sensitive body. It makes noise so easily.”

He laughed mockingly.

“I’ll make you scream even louder.”

My heart leapt at his words.

His fingers moved from my breasts to my stomach…

And finally, he reached for my most intimate part…

He touched the device attached to my groin.

“Ho, it’s clinging tightly. Let’s take it off.”

“What?”

The prince removed the device while it was still active.

The suction pulled at my clitoris, sending vibrations through it.

“Nghaaa!”

A wet pop echoed, and a tremendous sensation shot through my clitoris.

My body convulsed, overwhelmed by a wave of climax.

“Aghhh! Nhiii!!”

A voiceless scream burst from my throat.

A flood of fluid poured out from within me.

The intense pleasure made my body spasm, my consciousness nearly fading…

“Heehee. I’ll stick it in your climaxing pussy.”

With a mocking tone, he grabbed my ankles and spread them.

He pressed his cock against my vaginal opening.

“Wait… higiii!!”

In the next moment, the prince thrust his hips in at once.

His cock was long, thick, hard, and curved upward.

With one thrust, it reached my cervix, making me feel as if my body were impaled.

The shock pierced through my skull, an overwhelming sensation.

I couldn’t suppress my voice.

“What a lewd noblewoman! Coming the moment I thrust in! Here! This! Is the cock! You wanted!”

“Hyaahh! No… I can’t! It’s coming again…! I’m coming! I’m coming!!”

The tension built up over half a day released all at once, my body reacting beyond my will.

Even as I screamed, I shuddered at the sensation of his manhood swelling inside me.

“You filthy pussy! So gooey and wet! Nghh! So slippery and tight inside!”

“Higyaaa! Agh… it’s too much… your cock’s too big!!”

He began thrusting relentlessly.

The slap-slap sounds echoed fiercely…

With each thrust, I climaxed, my body jolting.

Toyed with in his arms, I was driven to orgasm repeatedly.

“Your usual refined face! Can’t imagine it with this depraved, ahegao expression! Feels good, huh?”

“Agya! Hyaaa!! Your cock feels so good!! Being pounded like this is amazing!!”

I let out beast-like cries, my vagina gripping his penis.

My insides burned with pleasure…

“Look.”

The prince turned my face toward the window.

“Remember where we are.”

I opened my eyes and looked outside.

There was my home.

Where my parents and sister waited.

Here, outside my house, I had knelt, begged for sex, and now, in the carriage, I was being fucked senseless.

That realization brought both deeper shame and pleasure.

“Please… more… ugh… please… thrust harder…”

Forgetting my shame, I moved with pure desire.

“Fine. I’ll fuck you until you pass out!”

The prince continued his brutal pistoning, beyond what my body could handle.

In the carriage, I climaxed over and over.

My body had long surpassed its limits, but pleasure alone ruled me.

“Agh… please… forgive me… I’m coming too much… I’ll die…”

I pleaded through tears, but he didn’t listen.

His gaze held only sadistic joy…

“Didn’t you want this all along?”

He whispered cruelly.

With each movement, my body reacted uncontrollably.

Wave after wave hit, fragmenting my consciousness.

“Higyaa! My pussy’s breaking!! Ngh! Your cock’s hitting my cervix!!”

My teased body reacted excessively to his every move.

I’d lost count of how many times I’d climaxed.

“Ngh! So tight… perfect! This filthy, slutty pussy!”

His thrusts were fierce and deep.

Each heavy thrust of his massive cock sparked fireworks in my mind.

“Agh… please… thrust harder… pound my slutty pussy with your dick… make me a mess… agyaaa!!”

I screamed, feeling my reason collapse.

His cock pierced my deepest parts repeatedly…

“Your pussy’s getting ground by my dick!! Coming!! I’m coming!!”

My body convulsed violently, overwhelmed by his forceful thrusts.

Teased endlessly by the device, my mind and body now eagerly accepted his cock.

“It feels too good!! Your dick’s so deep inside!! It’s driving me crazy!!”

I kept moaning shrilly, matching his fierce thrusts.

The carriage filled with my lewd cries and the wet sounds…

And I climaxed repeatedly.

“Come like crazy… you sensitive, orgasm-addicted woman. Never leave my cock…!!”

He buried his penis to the hilt.

Pressing his hips hard against me…

I arched back, reaching a final, massive climax.

“Ahiii~~!! I’m coming!! Keep coming!! Nghhh… my pussy’s so hot~~♡♡♡♡”

Spurt! Gush!!

A flood of thick semen erupted from his penis… my womb filled with intense heat, swelling to the brim.

Accepting his hot semen, my fading consciousness heard his voice.

“From today, you’re no longer the old Eleanor. You’re mine. Tomorrow night, the night after, until the ball ends, you’re part of my collection.”

His words were cold, final.

I didn’t know how much time had passed.

My body was drenched in sweat, my breathing ragged, my eyes unfocused.

“Satisfied?”

“H… hah…”

He asked coldly.

I barely nodded.

Only emptiness remained inside me.

The feeling of having lost everything.

My dignity, my pride, myself.

“Get dressed and fix yourself.”

He said, adjusting his own clothes.

“Don’t stay too late, or your family will get suspicious.”

With trembling hands, still reeling from the climaxes, I put my dress back on and fixed my disheveled hair.

I wiped the sweat from my face, trying to look normal.

“We got some great footage.”

His words froze me.

“What…?”

“There’s a small camera in the carriage.”

The blood drained from my face.

Everything I’d done—kneeling, begging, the vulgar words—was recorded.

“N-no… please…”

I pleaded, my voice trembling.

“Erase the footage…”

“Don’t worry. It’s for my personal viewing. As long as you don’t defy me, no one else will see it.”

That was no comfort.

It deepened my despair.

I was completely in his hands.

There was no escape.

After the carriage left, I collapsed outside the residence’s gate.

My body was exhausted, my heart empty.

My hair stuck to my forehead with sweat.

Three days until the ball.

And tonight was just the first.

I stumbled into the residence.

Praying no one saw me, I hurried to my room.

Standing before the mirror, I didn’t recognize the woman there.

The once-proud Eleanor Frostheart was gone.

My once-bright eyes were hollow, my neat hair disheveled, my face stained with humiliation.

“I’m no longer…”

My words trailed off.

All that remained was lost dignity and fear of the next two nights.

My friends’ disappointed faces haunted me.

Leia… Alexander… I couldn’t let them know the truth.

I’d rather die.

Collapsing onto my bed, I cried quietly.

Despite the cruelty, the humiliation, there was a part of me deep inside, satisfied by the hot semen filling my womb.

My changing body and heart.

My weak, unresisting self.

I hated and couldn’t forgive it all.

My tears should have dried, yet my heart kept weeping.