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Chapter 49: The Aroused Female Knight Wants to Be Disciplined (2) 

Defeat. 

For Petunia, it was an unfamiliar concept. 

Until now, she had always forced everyone to their knees with her overwhelming talent. 

That she would be defeated for the first time by a man, who is considered weaker than women was enough to shatter her lord’s trust. 

"How disappointing. I never thought you’d lose," Renes said, summoning Petunia after the match, her displeasure clear. Petunia let out a long sigh and muttered in a sullen voice, "Hmm, is this the time to apologize?" 

"Should I even have to say it? With your undefeated record as a knight broken, your value as one of my retainers has dropped," Renes replied, though she seemed to be smiling as if she was enjoying herself. 

Petunia suppressed the urge to comment on that, and Renes narrowed her eyes, assessing her. "If you embarrass yourself any further, I might have to strip you of your title as one of the three knights." 

Losing her title this was a troubling thought for Petunia. She had enjoyed a comfortable life thanks to Renes’s favor. If Renes lost faith in her and cast her out, she’d have to return to the life of a wandering mercenary, taking on tedious jobs just to survive. 

"...Hmm, that would be troublesome," Petunia admitted, but her lazy nature kept her from voicing any real protest. 

Despite her passive display of discomfort, Renes merely laughed and waved her hand dismissively. "If it bothers you, do better from now on. Go home and rest. I’m sure you’re upset after showing such disgrace in front of everyone." 

Disgrace. Indeed, Petunia had made a spectacle of herself before the crowd stripped naked, violated by a man, climaxing, and becoming the object of the audience’s ridicule and excitement. 

"Yeah, sure, I’ll do that," she replied, too lazy to get worked up. 

So Petunia returned home without hesitation, changed into her pajamas, and prepared to lie down on her bed as usual. 

"Time to sleep." 

She loved sleep. She didn’t have to move her sluggish body, and she didn’t have to think about anything. If she could, she’d spend her whole life just sleeping. Hugging her teddy bear tightly, she closed her eyes, hoping to forget everything that had happened. 

"...Ugh." 

But it didn’t last. As she tried to drift off, Petunia sensed something strange in her body, forcing her mind awake. Her body, which should have been limp with drowsiness, twitched reflexively, and her mind, which should have sunk into sleep, kept rising to the surface. 

More than anything, her body was heating up. The moment she relaxed, her body began to flush, making her feel itchy all over. 

Saliva pooled in her mouth, her small chest’s nipples hardened, and her nether regions grew moist even without direct stimulation. 

"...Ugh." 

Confused by these new sensations, Petunia lifted her shirt halfway and let her hand move instinctively to scratch the itchy spot. 

"Ugh, haa..." 

When her fingers brushed her nipples, her small breasts trembled. The sensation was still faint, so she moved her hand more roughly, and her body arched as if an electric current ran through her. 

"Ugh, haa...♥" 

Her breathing grew ragged. Still unsatisfied, her hand wandered between her legs, finding her wet, heated sex. 

Just touching the entrance made her realize how wet she was, and the heat intensified. 

Realizing this was the source of her arousal, Petunia began to gently stroke herself, trying to calm it down. 

‘What is this... My body feels weird...’ 

It was her first time experiencing such sensations, so her touch was hesitant and awkward, prolonging the exploration as she searched for relief. 

Her fingers parted her folds and slipped inside a secret passage she’d never touched before. Yet her fingers slid in smoothly, as if her body had been waiting for them. 

‘It’s itchy.’ 

Her first attempt at self-pleasure was clumsy, so she kept searching for the right spot, her fingers probing deeper and deeper, stimulating more and more sensitive areas. 

"Ugh, haa...♥" 

Her moans grew louder, her heat more intense. What started as an attempt to scratch an itch turned into a quest for pleasure, and soon Petunia, in a daze, surrendered to her instincts. 

She covered her mouth with one hand, the other moving under her pajamas. 

 Squish, squish. 

Her timid movements grew bolder, her fingers delving deeper. 

When the stimulation finally became clear, her once-languid body stiffened, and she surrendered to the spine-tingling sensation. 

‘It’s coming... Something’s coming...’ 

A familiar feeling welled up inside her a sensation she’d experienced before. 

Though a part of her was afraid, her lazy nature kept her from resisting, and she finally released her pent-up desire. 

"Ugh...♥" 

Her body trembled, her mind went blank, and as she collapsed, she looked at her hand, now sticky with a white fluid. 

She vaguely realized what it meant her body had responded to stimulation. Just as when the man had roughly pounded her, she’d reached the same state with her own hand. 

‘Is this what they call climax...?’ 

In her daze, Petunia recalled that time being stripped in front of everyone, her body touched and penetrated by his massive cock, every moment burned into her memory. 

The roughness of it all had given her a pleasure she’d never known, something he had called ecstasy. 

A fresh thrill in her otherwise boring life. For the first time, she found herself craving more. 

‘More...’ 

Driven by instinct, Petunia began to finger herself again, now fully awake and intoxicated by her newly discovered desire. 

‘It’s not enough... Deeper...’ 

As she continued to pleasure herself, she felt a new longing awaken inside her a woman’s inescapable urge to breed, a desire to feel that pleasure again. 

Unable to bear it, Petunia eventually sought him out, stripping off her pajamas and presenting herself before him. 

"Surprising. I never thought you’d take the initiative, given how lazy you are," he remarked. 

"...Ugh." 

Petunia was slightly irritated by his comment, but she couldn’t offer any excuses. 

If she wanted to sleep comfortably, she needed to calm her body, and her fingers alone weren’t enough. 

"Wow, I never thought I’d get to do this with Lady Petunia..." Senya exclaimed, shocked to see Petunia join them. Though Petunia didn’t know her, she guessed this woman would be sharing his bed with her. 

Senya, too, was naked, unable to take her eyes off his monstrous member. 

"...Anyway, let’s just get started. I want to finish quickly and go to sleep," Petunia said, glancing away from his cock. 

Aid frowned at her lack of enthusiasm. "You’re being pretty arrogant." 

"W-what?" 

"Who’s the one in need here? I don’t really care if you’re here or not." 

To be the one in need Petunia was flustered by his words. Everyone in the city treated her with respect, after all. 

 Gulp. 

But even the knight beside her seemed more excited than offended by his attitude. 

Petunia realized that, in this world, women craved men even more. 

Reluctantly, she asked, "What do you want?" 

"I want you to be a bit more humble. For example..." 

He whispered in her ear. 

Petunia’s eyes widened, and she repeated, "...You want me to say that?" 

"Leave if you don’t want to." 

He turned to Senya, pulling her toward the bed. 

Swallowing her pride, Petunia took a deep breath and repeated his words. 

"...M-master." 

For the first time, she addressed someone other than Renes with an honorific. 

"Please, with your magnificent cock, comfort this inexperienced body of mine." 

His member swelled even larger with excitement.