Leina wakes up after her defeat, to a massage...?
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[Where am I?]
Her blurry vision only let her make out burning incense and cobblestone.
The moment she tried to move her body, she felt she was restrained.
“Wha!?”
She wasn’t simply tied, either. She was lying on her stomach, both arms stretched down and fixed as if hugging the stone bed she was on.
The cold stone she felt directly on her chest and belly told Leina that she was naked, and her cheeks burned red in shame.
“Hiah!”
Slippery oil was being poured from above her hips. She couldn’t really see, but it she wasn’t alone.
“Lady Menace... it would appear she came to.”
The throaty voice of a man sounded from behind her.
“Is that so...? Never mind that. Continue the massage.”
“Yes.”
“W-Wait a second!”
Ignoring her cries, the man’s fingertips pressed into her back.
“Ahn.”
He spread the oil around on her smooth skin. She felt a shudder when she imagined how the man would be looking at her.
“How is it? Sitaara’s oil massage, that is.”
“Auh, aah...”
There was no way Leina could stop her own moans.
If she had to be honest, the pleasant feeling she was getting from the massage—enough to numb down her body— exceeded both the shame she felt being groped by an unknown man and the discomfort at being bound.
“I see you can’t find the words.”
A joyful tone spread from Menace’s voice.
“You shouldn’t miss the chance of having an oil massage after a fight. I’d like to make sure your body remembers the experience, Miss Leina.”
“Ah... hian... ah! Hey!”
The fingers of the masseur went from her hips to her buttocks. As a woman, she wouldn’t accept being touched beyond there.
“You can be at ease. Sitaara is a pro.”
As the princess’ words implied, he didn’t touch her genitalia, instead moving to her thighs stretched out below.
“Phew...”
A breath of relief fell from her lips. Thankfully, he really was only giving her a massage.
“Mister Sitaara?”
“Yes, Lady Leina?”
He replied, as he loosened her back muscles.
“Your wife is waiting for you in the Rouse Oasis. I’ll be sure to get you...”
“That’s... impossible now.”
“Why?”
He offered no response.
“That’s because Sitaara has become my exclusive masseur.”
Menace answered in place of the faltering man.
“Now, Miss Leina...”
Menace’s footsteps sounded closer.
“What do you think when you look at this desert?”
“What I think... Well, isn’t it a harsh place to live in?”
Leina voiced her honest opinion. She didn’t know Menace’s intentions here, but she didn’t intend to lie or flatter her.
“That’s right~. The fact that the glorious people of Amara have to suffer such plights brings shame to the royal family.”
“This country has no glory- ah!”
The moment Leina tried to make critical remarks about the Amara Kingdom, the muscles in her thighs stiffened against her will - forcing a sharp pain through her!
“W-What?”
“Let her finish.”
The masseur whispered to her, jabbing his thumb firmly into her back.
“Eh?”
“What a wonderful reaction, Lady Leina...”
With a deep bow towards Menace, Sitaara left the room to fetch a different kind of massage oil.
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