The Kingdom’s Greatest Fool? No, I’m the Ruler From the Darkness ~The Hidden Face of the Fat Prince~ - Chapter 49: Humiliation’s Cleaning ☆

Chapter 49: Humiliation’s Cleaning ☆

(Leia POV)

“Time to clean up.”

His voice echoed through the room.

“Stand.”

A cold command was issued.

I tried to lift my body slowly, but my muscles wouldn’t obey.

After hours of torturous pleasure, my body no longer felt like mine.

Beside me, Eleanor struggled similarly.

Tears welled in her blue eyes, her silvery-blonde hair damp and clinging with sweat.

I, bearing the title of “Braveheart’s Sword Princess,” couldn’t even move my body properly.

What would Father think if he saw me like this?

As the daughter of a border count, taught to always show strength, I was exposing such a state.

“Clean it thoroughly yourselves.”

He surveyed the room.

The floor was splattered with our bodily fluids and his semen, the platform stained with our sweat and love juices.

My intestinal fluids and excrement lay scattered on the floor, the bed soaked with our sweat and bodily fluids.

All evidence of our fall.

I closed my eyes, trying to escape reality.

“Clean it well, and I’ll return your clothes.”

The humiliation of our naked, battered bodies being watched was unbearable, yet worse was to come.

Eleanor asked in a trembling voice.

“Where are the cleaning tools?”

Her voice held no trace of the noble “Ice Flower.”

He sneered, looking down at us with a cruel smile.

“You have your mouths, don’t you?”

His words froze my entire body.

Meeting Eleanor’s gaze, I saw the blood drain from her face.

We exchanged terrified looks, then reluctantly looked up at him.

“No way…”

A weak whisper escaped my lips.

Once a proud member of the Braveheart family, I faced any enemy without yielding.

I wielded my sword in the borderlands, overcoming countless dangers.

But now, I was utterly defeated.

“Lick and slurp it clean.”

He ordered mercilessly.

“The floor, the bed, every place stained with your fluids.”

Eleanor bit her trembling lip, and I closed my eyes.

We had no strength left to resist.

Our last shred of dignity was about to be crushed.

“Begin.”

Eleanor moved first. She slowly slid off the bed, knelt on the floor, and bowed her head.

I had no choice but to follow.

Her movement forced me to face reality.

I slid off the bed, kneeling on the cold floor.

Supporting myself with both hands, I hesitantly brought my face to the floor.

The smell of sweat and bodily fluids hit my nose, my stomach churning.

Suppressing nausea, I closed my eyes and stuck out my tongue.

The moment it touched the cold, sticky floor, tears overflowed.

Once called the “Passionate Flame,” I was now licking the floor like an animal.

The idol of young swordsmen, reduced to this.

Humiliation and self-loathing overwhelmed me; I no longer knew who I was.

“The crystal ball keeps recording.”

He announced.

My heart nearly stopped.

“Don’t forget. This moment will be preserved forever. So, clean carefully.”

It was being recorded.

This humiliating moment, etched eternally.

If Father or the people of our lands saw this footage… I couldn’t live.

We obeyed silently.

I saw Eleanor’s slender back trembling beside me.

Tears dripped from my shoulders, forming small puddles on the floor.

Our dignity was completely shattered.

“I have some business.”

He turned his back, heading for the door.

“When I return, this room better be spotless.”

With that, he left.

The sound of the door closing triggered soft sobs from Eleanor and me.

“Eleanor…”

I called her name, my voice strained.

“Eleanor, I’ll clean… you rest on the bed.”

She shook her head at my words.

“No, let’s do it together. I made a mess too…”

“But… the mess from my ass… I’ll take responsibility and clean it… I… I already ate some earlier… I’ll be fine…”

“No one could clean that much alone… Besides, I was forced to eat my own excrement before… Leia’s… I might manage…”

Saying this, Eleanor moved to the area splattered with intestinal fluid and began carefully licking the juices from the floor.

Milky semen, intestinal fluid, even my excrement… she slurped every drop.

“Ugh… ngh!! Cough, cough! Urghhh!”

Her face showed pain, but she licked and swallowed.

I had no choice but to do the same.

“Ugh… in my mouth… mmph… the taste of Leia’s excrement… ngh! Cough! Urghhh!”

Eleanor grimaced, desperately trying to wipe the filth from the floor with her tongue.

We crawled on the floor, frantically trying to clean.

But the amount of excrement was overwhelming.

“Ugh… cough! Urghhh!! It’s too foul… this…!!”

Eleanor’s face showed anguish as she vomited while licking.

Her hair was wet with sweat, her white skin smeared with filth.

“I’m sorry… this is my fault…!!”

I apologized desperately.

“We have to clean this room… before he returns…”

Her expression mixed humiliation and resolve.

I nodded, focusing on licking the floor.

My mouth filled with revulsion and bitterness, but I forced it down.

“Ugh… cough, cough… urghhh!”

Each swallow made my throat convulse.

The sensation of filth entering my body was unbelievable.

“Damn it!! This is impossible…!! Urghhh!!”

I vomited again, dirtying the floor.

“Ugh… cough! Leia’s excrement… still warm and raw…”

Eleanor said, grimacing.

I wanted to cover my ears in shame.

Eating my excrement must have been humiliating for her too.

“I’m sorry… really… I’m so… sorry…”

I sobbed, apologizing.

The cleaning took longer than expected.

Using our mouths and tongues, Eleanor and I scrubbed the floor, making it as clean as possible.

Our knees and hands were scraped from the cold floor, our mouths filled with the taste of various fluids.

As we tackled the humiliating task, we consumed all the excrement, and the intestinal fluid was cleaned.

Finally, the hardest part felt done.

“Ugh… urgh… is it… okay now?”

I sat up, wiping sweat from my forehead.

But Eleanor, hand on her lower abdomen, grimaced anxiously.

“Leia…”

Her voice was faint.

“We’re… not done yet.”

His semen still dripped in spots.

Realizing what she meant, I froze.

Despite our cleaning, his semen, poured in vast amounts, kept leaking from our buttocks and pussies.

Without underwear, every movement spilled more, no matter how much we licked.

“At this rate, no matter how much we clean the floor…”

Eleanor’s voice broke, but the situation was clear.

In our naked state, moving caused more semen to spill.

“What do we do…”

At a loss, my eyes met Eleanor’s.

She stood slowly, trembling, tucking her hair behind her ear.

“We have to… clean each other.”

My cheeks burned at her words.

I understood her intent.

“But… that’s…”

“There’s no other way.”

She said firmly.

“We have to finish before he returns…”

Her words trailed off, but the implication was clear.

Failure would bring further punishment.

“I understand.”

I replied, voice trembling.

We returned to the bed, facing each other hesitantly.

Eleanor’s face was flushed, likely like mine.

“This… is necessary to clean.”

She said softly.

“Think of it as a purification ritual.”

Her words offered slight comfort.

Yes, this was a purification ritual.

A sacred act to free each other from his control.

We took a 69-like position on the bed.

Before my eyes, his semen overflowed from Eleanor’s pussy and ass hole.

My friend’s private parts, up close.

The noble, dignified friend, cruelly ravaged by him, her secret parts spread lewdly before me.

Knowing she saw mine too made my body burn with shame.

“Leia… your parts are in such a state…”

Her voice trembled.

“I’m really going to suck… ready?”

“I’m fine.”

I said, feigning strength.

“Eleanor, you’re okay licking me too?”

“Leia… please.”

Her voice was weak but earnest.

I nodded, burying my face in the valley of her buttocks.

I extended my tongue, sucking out his milky filth.

“Ah… mm… nghhh…”

Eleanor let out a small moan.

At the same time, love juices leaked from my pussy.

She began licking my crotch, her tongue soft and warm.

“Ugh… ahh… fuwaa…”

We immersed ourselves in cleaning each other’s bodies.

The foul smell of his semen made breathing difficult, but I couldn’t pull my mouth away from her private parts.

I kept licking and sucking her pussy and ass hole.

“Ah… it feels good… it’s getting hot…”

Eleanor said desperately.

I felt the same.

The semen didn’t diminish; instead, the act of sucking made more love juices flow.

“Mmm… slurp…”

Eleanor buried her face in my pussy, sucking with wet sounds.

Her soft tongue invaded me, slurping up the overflowing semen.

At the same time, I began licking her vaginal opening.

“Mm… Leia… amazing… ahh…”

A muffled voice rose from Eleanor’s throat.

She seemed to feel it too.

We frantically licked each other’s private parts.

His semen overflowed in vast amounts, filling our mouths.

What started bitter began to taste sweet.

“Mm… chup…”

“Leia… suck harder…”

We moaned, savoring each other’s love juices and his semen.

Our bodies heated, our breathing grew ragged.

Gradually, his semen lessened, replaced by our honey-like love juices flowing freely.

“Eleanor… it feels good…”

I murmured, rolling her clitoris with my tongue.

At the same time, her fingers stirred my core intensely.

“Me too… Leia, harder…”

We heightened each other’s pleasure.

What began as cleaning his semen became dominated by our own desires.

“Ah… I’m about to cum…”

Eleanor’s voice was urgent. I felt the same.

Our bodies entwined greedily, pleasure filling our minds.

Finally, we reached climax together.

“Aah…!”

“Nghaaa!!!”

With silent screams, a flood of love juices gushed from our pussies.

It soaked each other’s faces and seeped into the bed.

We were dirtied by each other’s fluids, surrendering to pleasure.

His semen gradually diminished, but our love juices wouldn’t stop.

“Leia… we…”

Confusion tinged her voice.

We had forgotten our original purpose.

“I’m sorry…”

Eleanor groaned softly.

“My body… moved on its own…”

“Me too…”

I was confused too.

My mind rejected it, but my body responded honestly.

“Leia… it felt good.”

Her words made my cheeks burn.

Indeed, I felt incredible too.

“But we’re not clean yet… we have to try harder…”

Saying this, Eleanor buried her face in my pussy again.

We caressed each other’s genitals, trying to suck out his remnants.

But gradually, the purpose faded, turning into an act purely for pleasure.

“Leia… don’t… harder…”

Answering her plea, I plunged my tongue into her, slurping her love juices and his remnants.

The sounds grew louder, my mouth becoming like wet mud.

“Me too… Eleanor’s… feels good…”

Each time her tongue probed my sensitive spots, my back arched.

How much time had passed since this began?

What started as cleansing had become an act of pleasure.

“I can’t… I’m cumming again…”

Her voice was clear.

Her pussy poured out love juices.

My mouth, sucking it, was the same.

We moved our tongues and lips only to make each other feel.

“Me too… together…”

I sucked her clitoris hard.

Her pussy contracted, clamping my face with force.

“Aghiii!! I’m cumming again!!!”

“Hii!! Aah!! Cumming!! Cumming again!! Nghhh!!!”

We climaxed together.

Our bodies convulsed, love juices mixed with semen overflowing from our mouths.

“Haa… haa…”

I lifted my face from her pussy, breathing heavily.

She gazed at me with a dazed expression.

We tried to remove the leaking fluids, but they kept flowing.

Forgetting our purpose, I snapped back to reality.

“Ah! Eleanor… we have to hurry and clean again…”

I tried to steady my breath.

“We don’t know when he’ll return.”

“Mmph… yes… you’re right…”

She tried to regain herself too.

Supporting each other, we managed to finish the remaining cleaning.

The room returned to its original state, his traces gone from our bodies.

But the scars in our hearts wouldn’t fade easily.

Sitting on the bed’s edge, Eleanor and I tightly clasped hands.