The Kingdom’s Greatest Fool? No, I’m the Ruler From the Darkness ~The Hidden Face of the Fat Prince~

Chapter 48: Friend’s Confession ☆

(Leia POV)

“Enough.”

He suddenly commanded. He began loosening my restraints. Fixed in the same position for so long, a sharp pain shot through me upon release. My muscles spasmed, and I nearly collapsed onto the floor.

“Now, free Eleanor.”

He ordered me. Staggering, I moved to Eleanor and began undoing her restraints. First her wrists, then her ankles, and finally the gag.

Eleanor stared at me silently. Her blue eyes held complex emotions I couldn’t decipher.

“Is this my fault?”

Her voice was cold. Her reaction, far from the gratitude or relief I expected, left me stunned.

“Can you really say it was all for me?”

Her question choked my words. Of course, it was for her. To prevent her footage from being released, I offered my body.

“It only looked like you were enjoying it.”

Her words sliced my heart like a sharp blade.

True, my body had reacted.

Against my will.

“No… I did this for you…”

I tried to squeeze out words, but they wouldn’t come.

She didn’t understand my true feelings.

“Leia, I know.”

Eleanor’s voice softened slightly.

“The pleasure he gives… I resisted at first too… but I couldn’t… now I seek it myself… like you just now…”

Her words made me catch my breath.

Eleanor had endured the same.

Like me, she had suffered the humiliation of her body betraying her will.

“This is the latest magical device. A special toy to connect you two.”

His voice suddenly rang out.

He held something in his hand.

Eleanor and I exchanged terrified glances.

He held a strange device with large, glans-like protrusions at both ends.

“A double-headed dildo. Even women can grow a huge cock like mine.”

He explained.

“You have no choice but to obey. Now, fuck each other.”

I tried to protest in a trembling voice, but his cold gaze silenced me.

Refusal meant the release of humiliating footage I couldn’t bear to recall.

We had no choice but to obey.

He pointed to a large bed at the room’s edge.

Its crimson silk bedding looked like a sea of blood.

“Move.”

Supporting each other, we stumbled toward the bed.

Eleanor’s body was cold and trembling.

I could feel she was as consumed by fear as I was.

We lay on the bed, facing each other.

Her tear-streaked face was closer than ever.

A faint rose scent lingered in her hair.

Traces of the “Ice Flower” she once was remained faintly.

“Eleanor… I’m sorry…”

The words slipped out.

This situation, this humiliation, felt like my failure.

At my whisper, Eleanor shook her head slightly.

“Leia… it’s not your fault…”

He placed the device between us, a cruel smile on his face.

“Now, do it yourselves.”

Trembling with shame and fear, we moved as ordered.

There was no choice.

Refusal meant even greater humiliation.

I slowly inserted the double-headed dildo into my pussy.

Its massive, thick size sent intense pleasure through my sex.

“Haa… ah, aaa! It feels good!”

I cried out.

Despite the humiliating situation, my body reacted on its own.

The dildo, driven deep, generated overwhelming pleasure inside.

So massive and thick, I felt I might cum just from insertion.

It looked like a proud cock had sprouted from my pussy.

“Oh… Leia, a wonderful cock grew from your pussy for me… Leia… please… put it in my pussy too…”

Eleanor spread her pussy, begging.

Thoroughly “guided” by him, she had none of the proud elegance of her former self.

With an excuse-like feeling, I pushed the dildo in.

“Ngh… Eleanor’s pussy is so wet… it slides right in…”

The dildo parted her folds, entering.

Her face began to melt with pleasure.

I showed the same reaction.

Gradually, the device entered us, connecting us. Eleanor and I, joined by the double-headed dildo.

In that forbidden union with my friend, our friendship shifted to a new stage.

“Aaa… Leia’s cock from her pussy is piercing me…!”

Eleanor moaned in pleasure, raising a sultry cry.

The sensation of my “cock” moving in her core reached me from my abdomen.

It felt like we were truly connected.

“Aaaa! It feels so good inside you, Eleanor…!”

He looked down at us with satisfaction.

“Now, fuck each other well. Enjoy it fully.”

Following his command, we began moving, seeking each other.

Each thrust of the dildo in our vaginas produced wet, sticky sounds.

“Ah… aaah… Leia!”

“Eleanor… I’m… it feels too good…!”

Calling each other’s names, we surrendered to maddening pleasure.

He watched our union with a satisfied smile.

I clung to her, thrusting the dildo repeatedly.

Our soft flesh pressed together, our love juices mingling.

He gazed at us with satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with abnormal excitement.

“Ridiculous.”

He mocked.

“The flowers of high society, reduced to this.”

His words silenced us.

Words weren’t needed.

Eleanor’s hand gently grasped mine.

Her warmth was my only solace in this hell.

“Oh… I’m gonna cum… I can’t…!”

Eleanor cried out like a scream.

I was about to reach the same point.

Our vaginas spasmed fiercely, gripping the dildo.

And we climaxed together.

“Cumming! Cumming… Eleanor… cum with me!!”

“Leia… me too… together!”

The pleasure of orgasm consumed us, and I writhed, nearly fainting, my eyes rolling back.

“I’ll make it even better.”

He moved behind Eleanor.

Holding his cock, he pressed it against her ass hole.

“Ah…”

Eleanor let out a small scream.

He pushed forward mercilessly, and I felt her body tense.

“Ah… stop…”

Her plea was in vain as he slowly entered.

Her face contorted.

Gradually, her expression changed.

As he began moving, grabbing her hips and thrusting fiercely, the motion reached the device connecting us, stirring waves inside me.

“Ah… ah…”

Eleanor’s voice changed.

Her eyes held humiliation mixed with undeniable pleasure.

“Feels good getting your ass fucked, huh? Say it.”

He pulled her hair, commanding.

“N… no…”

She tried to resist, but as he thrust harder, her voice changed.

“Aaah… it… feels good… my ass hole feels good!!”

His movements grew fiercer at her words.

The vibrations from his thrusts reached my pussy through the device.

The device connecting us pulsed like a living thing, stimulating our insides.

“Leia… I’m sorry… I’m feeling it… my ass and pussy feel too good… nghh!”

At her confession, I touched her cheek.

“Me too… your cock is thrusting into me…”

I said, kissing her.

I stopped thinking about what this meant.

I surrendered to the pleasure before me.

Our tongues intertwined, hot breaths mixing.

“A fine sight.”

He said with satisfaction.

He pounded Eleanor’s ass pussy, the vibrations reaching the device.

Smack, smack! The sound of flesh on flesh echoed.

Kissing, Eleanor and I kept moving our hips.

“Ah… my ass… I’m gonna… cum…”

Eleanor’s body tensed.

Her climax was near.

I was the same.

Her movements through the device amplified my pleasure.

“Cum together.”

At his words, we clung tightly to each other.

Our breasts pressed together, our erect nipples rubbing through soft flesh.

Eleanor’s ass hole was filled by him, our pussies connected by the dildo.

A bizarre situation, but we had no strength to resist.

“Cumming… cumming… my ass is breaking! I’m cumming! Cumming!!”

Eleanor screamed, and I followed.

“Ngh… me too! Cumming… I’m cumming… nghhh!!”

We climaxed together, our bodies convulsing.

He seemed to finish inside Eleanor at the same time.

Her gushing love juices and mine soaked our lower bodies, a strong scent wafting.

Sweat and bodily fluids mingled, filling the room with a thick odor.

As he pulled away from Eleanor, she nearly collapsed.

I held her, careful not to let the device slip out.

But the next moment, a strange emotion hit me.

Seeing Eleanor, filled in both holes, reveling in complete pleasure.

Meanwhile, my back hole remained empty, only the device inside.

I envied Eleanor, climaxing with both holes filled.

My ass hole felt lonely, craving his hot cock.

The thought grew vivid, and I spoke without thinking.

“Prince… please… me too…”

I couldn’t believe I’d say such words.

The once-proud Sword Princess had fallen to begging for his cock.

He laughed mockingly.

“Can’t hold back? Say what you want.”

Desire overpowered shame.

Reason was long gone.

“Your cock… in my ass hole, please…”

My cheeks burned as I spoke.

But my body burned hotter.

“Good girl.”

He moved behind me with satisfaction.

Still connected to Eleanor, I positioned myself for him.

“Aaah… nghhh…”

The sensation of his cock entering my ass hole sent intense pleasure through me.

“Amazing… ah… so big… your cock’s inside…”

My voice changed.

A side I’d never shown anyone was now exposed before Eleanor and him.

His pistoning began, a hot wave spreading inside me.

Still connected to Eleanor, the sensation of being taken from both sides blanked my mind.

“Eleanor… amazing… this is a first… caught between your cock and his…”

I kissed her again.

We devoured each other’s mouths, moaning.

No longer knowing who was who, we sought only pleasure.

“Move harder, both of you.”

At his command, we shook our hips frantically.

Without shame or care, only seeking pleasure.

“Fuu… fuu… nghh… feels so good!! Harder, harder!! Nghhh!!”

Eleanor spoke vulgarly.

A sight unimaginable from the former “Ice Flower.”

“My ass pussy… fuck my ass harder!! With your cock!! Fuck my ass like crazy!!”

I, too, spewed obscene words.

Each word heightened my pleasure, shame fueling the sensation.

“Perfect… both of you, keep cumming!”

His ragged breathing echoed.

He seemed close to his limit.

“Aaah… cumming again… cumming!! Nghhh, I can’t take it!! I’m going crazy!! Cumming!!!”

Eleanor reached climax again.

Her body convulsed, trembling like waves, the motion reaching me through the device.

“Nghooo!! My ass and pussy! Feel too good!! I’m cumming! Cumming! Nghaaaaa!!!”

Leia’s climactic spasms passed through the dildo, pushing me to orgasm.

As we climaxed together, we clung to each other tighter.

Her trembling reached me, mine reached her.

Amidst shame, I felt a strange intimacy.

“Cumming together, connected as friends. A splendid sight.”

He said, adjusting the crystal ball.

His eyes gleamed abnormally, reveling in our torment.

“Now, a gift to connect you even more.”

He picked up another toy.

It was another double-headed device, similar but different.

Longer, with larger glans, less curved.

“Do you know how to use it?”

His voice dripped with cruel joy.

“You can connect with your other favorite hole.”

Realizing his meaning, Eleanor and I exchanged greedy looks.

I hadn’t thought there could be more pleasure.

“Get on all fours, facing each other.”

At his command, we obeyed with trembling bodies.

We faced each other on all fours, legs shaking from overwhelming pleasure.

He positioned himself between us, holding the new device.

“It’s not going in easily.”

He said, irritation unconcealed.

“No choice, I’ll help.”

He pressed the device against us.

A sudden intense pressure and pleasure assaulted our lower bodies.

Our pussies and anuses were connected to Eleanor by thick double-headed dildos.

“The Ice Flower and Flame Sword Princess, reduced to this.”

His mockery reached my ears.

But his words felt distant.

There was no going back.

I recalled past days.

Called the “Ice Flower” in high society, envied by all.

Summers by the lake with Leia.

Dancing with Alexander at balls.

Now, a distant past.

“Now, move.”

He grabbed my hips, forcing movement.

Our buttocks collided, the dildos piercing deeper.

Each thrust sent intense pleasure racing through.

“This… this is!!”

I cried out, breathless.

Sweat poured from my body, hair disheveled, eyes gleaming with lust.

“Leia… it’s amazing…!”

Eleanor’s voice was shrill.

No trace of her former elegance remained.

Just a female face, melted in pleasure like mine.

He mercilessly slammed our buttocks.

Our milky flesh collided, lewd sounds echoing as the dildos vibrated fiercely.

“Show me fiercer moves.”

I moved desperately, breathing heavily.

The pleasure from both my pussy and ass made my head spin.

Eleanor matched my rhythm.

Our bodies, slick with sweat, intertwined.

“Leia… feels so good…!”

“Eleanor… me too… nghh!!”

Calling each other’s names, we mated like beasts.

Both holes thrust into, we raised sultry cries.

“Please… more…!!”

I begged, pleading for more.

“Such a good feeling, huh?”

He laughed sadistically, slamming our buttocks harder.

“Fuck my ass and pussy harder!!! Nghaaa! Connected to Eleanor… cumming!! Cumming cumming cumming!!!”

I screamed in pleasure, writhing.

Drool dripped from my mouth, my eyes melted in ecstasy.

“This… with Leia!! Hyaan! Connected by pussy and ass…!! Our shameful holes joined in two places!! Nghh!! I feel Leia’s pleasure!! Too good, no no no!! Nghooo cumming!!!”

Eleanor, too, surrendered to pleasure, her sultry cries echoing mine.

“Splendid. High society’s flowers mating like beasts.”

His mocking laughter filled the room.

He manipulated the crystal ball, recording our state forever.

“Like base sows. Hardly noble ladies.”

His insults rang true.

My former self was gone.

We had fallen.

Completely.

The proud Frostheart lady, the brave Braveheart Sword Princess, now reduced to beasts howling before him.

This weakness.

I didn’t want anyone to see.

Especially Alexander. The last person I wanted to see me like this.

Imagining his blue eyes on me tightened my heart.

This footage must never be seen.

He was recording it all in the crystal ball.

Evidence that would disgrace not just my honor, but my family’s.

Yet, shamefully, my body moved eagerly, seeking pleasure.

My flesh betrayed me, chasing ecstasy against my will.

Eleanor reacted to my movements.

She was in the same state. We were accomplices and victims.

Like a battle.

Our movements grew fiercer, like a fight for survival. But the enemy might have been our own bodies.

Like a dance.

Once we danced elegantly at balls, now we could only “dance” like this.

“Harder. Feel each other.”

At his command, we quickened our movements.

“What splendid friendship.”

His mocking words pierced my ears.

He circled us, observing from every angle like we were exhibits.

His eyes gleamed with abnormal excitement.

“Remember how loved you were in high society.”

He operated the crystal ball, projecting footage on the wall.

It was Alexander.

At a ball, offering his hand with a gentlemanly smile.

My heart ached.

Back then, I harbored secret feelings for him.

Even after his engagement to Eleanor, they didn’t fade.

But my desire to cherish our friendship was stronger.

So I silently wished for their happiness.

Now, I was here to protect them both.

“What would he think, seeing you now?”

Connected to Eleanor by pussy and ass.

Roaring like beasts, shaking our hips, drowning in pleasure.

A sight he must never know.

The footage switched, showing me violated by him.

At first, I didn’t recognize my voice.

A shameful, wretched cry, climaxing with a sloppy ahegao face.

And footage of us both defecating.

A record of the moment our dignity was stripped away.

The two contrasting images.

Despair and depravity overwhelmed me.

The elegant ball versus our pathetic state.

The difference left me speechless. Thoughtless.

“Hey! Your hips stopped!! Move harder!!”

He moved behind us, suddenly spanking my buttocks.

Smack! A sharp pain shot through.

“Ngh…”

A cry escaped, mixed with surprise, pain, and a strange sensation.

Smack!

“Eleanor…!”

She, too, groaned in pain from a spank.

“Beg for it.”

I couldn’t believe his command.

More humiliation?

“Say, ‘Spank me more.’”

I shook my head slightly.

The ball footage, Alexander’s image, urged some resistance.

A fragment of will to not cross the final line.

He didn’t miss it.

“Refuse, and I’ll show this footage across the capital.”

It held all our humiliations.

Glancing at Eleanor, her eyes held sadness and understanding.

“Please…”

My voice was faint.

“Spank me… more…”

Begging.

Saying it, I felt something break.

The sound of my last bastion of resistance crumbling.

I fell deeper into the abyss of shame.

His face lit up with a triumphant smile.

“You too.”

He looked at Eleanor.

Tears welled in her eyes.

I saw something break in her too.

“Please…”

She begged, her voice strained.

“Spank… spank me more…”

He grinned with satisfaction, spanking our buttocks hard.

Grimacing in pain, my body, shamefully, reacted.

A hot, wet sensation.

Against my will, my body found pleasure.

Smack! Smack! The sounds echoed as we shook our hips, spanked.

Each strike blurred the line between pain and pleasure.

What started as pain became different.

My body began converting even pain into pleasure.

“Feel it more.”

His voice sounded distant.

Far, yet undeniably present.

His commands were unnecessary.

My body kept moving on its own.

Feeling Eleanor, making her feel me.

Our movements grew fiercer, the sound of our sweat-slicked skin colliding echoing in the room.

Skin rubbed against skin, mixed with the sound of sticky fluids.

We forgot shame, seeking only pleasure.

“Aaah!! Eleanor!! No!! I can’t stop!! Stop it!! I’m cumming!! Cumming!! Nghaaaaa!!”

My voice, calling her name, no longer sounded human.

Beastly moans.

A voice I’d never heard came from my throat.

Eleanor was the same.

The voice from her beautiful lips was no longer that of the “Ice Flower.”

“Leia!! I!! Nghooo!! It’s pounding deep inside!! It’s reaching!! Aaah, it’s coming again, something huge is coming!! Nghaaa!!”

Matching each other’s movements, we moved as if one, our rhythms overlapping.

The stimulation from both holes, front and back, merged, bringing an unprecedented wave of intense pleasure.

“Ah, cumming! I’m cumming! Nghhhhhh!! Cumming… cumming… I can’t take it!!”

“Cumming!! Cumming!! Hyaaaa!! It’s here!!”

Deep climax.

As my muscles tensed and waves surged, my consciousness turned white.

Explosive pleasure coursed through my body, emptying my mind.

Eleanor climaxed simultaneously, her convulsions reaching me.

Our trembling bodies moved to wring out every drop of pleasure.

The two dildos slipped out with a thud.

The devices slid from our bodies, rolling onto the bed.

A sudden emptiness.

The sensation of my body suddenly hollowed out made me nearly collapse.

He mocked our gaping holes where the thick dildos had been.

“Look! Your pathetic state, ass holes and pussies wide open!”

He pointed at our buttocks and pussies, laughing.

The humiliation of his gaze.

But I no longer had the strength to feel shame.

“A Sword Princess who endured harsh training and the noble Ice Flower, reduced to this.”

I had no strength to argue.

He was right.

We were no longer our former selves.

We had become something else.

I couldn’t move.

Exhausted, weighed down by pleasure’s afterglow, my body felt like lead.

I lay beside Eleanor, resting my head on her shoulder.

Her warmth reached me.

The certainty that we were alive, together, was my only salvation.

No going back.

To our old lives, our old selves.

To the proud Flame Sword Princess of the Braveheart family.

What happened in this room could never be erased.

It was etched into my skin, my blood, my soul.

We had no choice but to obey him.

As long as that footage existed, we were in his hands.

Resistance would cost us our families, our friends, everything.

Even Alexander.

If he saw our disgrace, he’d despise us.

We might not even be treated as human.

What noble lady eats her own excrement and revels in her ass hole?

Even slum whores wouldn’t do such things.

No one must ever know.

“Now, the final ritual.”

He stood before us.

His face glowed with victory.

His eyes held the satisfaction of a hunter who’d fully dominated his prey.

“Prove you’re truly mine.”

I didn’t want anyone to see us like this.

Yet, a sinful desire welled up.

I wanted to feel this pleasure again.

Shameful thoughts crossed my mind.

The thought of thinking this brought more shame.

But even that turned into pleasure.

Having known such ecstasy, I couldn’t go back.

My body couldn’t forget the sensation.

More, more.

That desire washed away the last remnants of reason.

I was no longer myself.

I’d become a creature ruled by desire, shame, and pleasure.

“Kneel before me and beg for forgiveness. Swear your submission as vulgarly as possible.”

Eleanor and I locked eyes.

Tears welled in her eyes.

Mine were likely the same.

But those tears weren’t just of sadness.

They held resignation to our changed selves and a strange sense of liberation.

With unspoken understanding, we stumbled to our knees before him.

The cold floor touched my knees.

Eleanor and I prostrated ourselves, begging.

Our foreheads touched the floor, casting aside our last shred of dignity.

The cold floor against my forehead felt like a seal on my fate.

“‘Please forgive our past rudeness.’”

Our past arrogance, our condescending words.

We apologized for it all.

Sincerely, wholeheartedly. We had no will or strength to resist.

“I… I surrender. Please, please, Lord Victor, grant me your favor forever. Use my lewd pussy or ass hole, fuck me with your strong, thick cock whenever you want.”

“I’m deeply sorry. Please forgive me. Please, never release the footage. I’ll serve as your sex slave, your meat toilet, with all my heart. Please.”

This was our chosen path.

Trading shame and pleasure to keep our secret.

To protect Eleanor and Alexander’s bond, our families’ honor.

And, though forced, to feel that undeniable pleasure again.

He smiled with satisfaction.

“Good. The ritual is complete.”

He took the crystal ball, checking the footage.

Our most shameful state, recorded forever.

“You’re officially mine. Obey my every command.”

We nodded silently.

We had no will or strength to resist.