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EP.111 [Vivian is Humiliated with a Facial by Eugene.♥]  

"Damn, I must just be too considerate by nature. I said I’d ruin you, but here I am hesitating."  

Slap! Slap! Squish! Squish! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!  

Eugene, who had been thrusting into Vivian’s mouth in anger beside his quarters, suddenly sighed and clicked his tongue. He had intended to ravage Vivian with sheer force, but watching himself, he felt he was being half-hearted.  

"Why should I be the one moving my hips?"  

Squeeze!  

"Hrk!"  

After that deep sigh, Eugene grabbed Vivian’s small head, which was impaled on his cock.  

"Like this! I should be shaking your head like this!"  

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!  

"Khup! Kehap! Khup! Hrk!"  

Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake!  

Feeling pathetic for being too gentle, Eugene began to swing Vivian’s head back and forth with both hands, using her roll-bun hair as handles. Vivian’s head, with its long roll-bun hair trailing down her back, was jerked so violently it was almost grotesque.  

"So dynamic. Honestly, your head is so small I wondered if I’d feel anything, but that unique hairstyle more than makes up for it!"  

Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake!  

Eugene hadn’t planned it, but the sight was so striking he was impressed. He truly wanted to break Vivian, and the way her roll-bun hair bounced as he used her head like a sex toy fulfilled that desire.  

‘That roll-bun hair… I think it’s another sign of her obsession with her father, Duke Alexis. Like a desperate refusal to let go of those good memories.’  

To Eugene, Vivian’s hairstyle was a symbol of her psychological state, and he was satisfied. He felt a catharsis, as if he was finally breaking the woman who used to glare at Jeanne with monstrous eyes.  

"Good! I feel it. Congratulations! You’re about to make me cum. Soon, I’ll shoot my load because of you."  

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!  

The catharsis soon built up a powerful urge to ejaculate in Eugene’s balls. He thrust even harder, shaking Vivian’s head in rhythm with his hips.  

"I have to admit, Vivian, you have a pretty good mouth. The way my hips bounce off you feels great!"  

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!  

Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!  

"Hrk! Hrk! Hrk! Hrk! Hrk!"  

Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake!  

The resulting scene was both brutal and oppressive. With every thrust and shake, Vivian’s pretty head looked as if it might split open.  

‘This obsession, this desperation, and that look in her eyes unable to let go even now. What is it? What lies beyond that?’  

Eugene’s gaze, filled with the urge to climax, was fixed on Vivian’s shaking face and eyes. Despite the brutality, Vivian didn’t break. She didn’t try to escape, her eyes full of desperation. Eugene suspected the reason for her persistence included why she suddenly betrayed Jeanne.  

‘Her father almost became emperor, then died suddenly. Jeanne comforted her, and Vivian accepted it. Then she turned on her. Why?’  

The background of her desperation surely included the reason she betrayed Jeanne. Eugene’s sense of déjà vu was as strong as his erection, reminiscent of how he’d glimpsed his own darkness through the Sophists.  

Squeeze!  

"Hrk! Hrk! Hrk!"  

At that moment, Vivian squeezed her eyes shut. She could feel Eugene’s balls contracting and his prostate swelling. Even though she was a virgin, she instinctively knew he was about to cum.  

"Why? Do you think I’m going to cum in your mouth?"  

Pop!  

In fact, Eugene’s semen was already starting to spurt. But, as if to tease Vivian, he pulled his cock out of her mouth at the last moment.  

"No way! Not just anyone gets to swallow my cum. You’re not worthy, Vivian!"  

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!  

Then, with his right hand, he stimulated his prostate to finish himself off.  

That’s right a facial.  

Eugene intended to ejaculate all over Vivian’s face.  

"Hrk! Hrk!"  

As Eugene’s cock left her mouth, Vivian was startled, opening her eyes in confusion. She had never seen or read about such a thing in any book or noblewoman’s gossip.  

"Vivian, this is what you deserve getting it all over your face!!"  

Splash! Splash! Splash! Splat! Splash!  

Finally, Eugene’s semen erupted, spraying all over Vivian’s beautiful face. Unlike with Jeanne, where he always finished in her throat or womb, this time he intentionally painted Vivian’s face with his load.  

Vivian, shocked and unsure what to do, closed her eyes and screamed as Eugene’s semen splattered her.  

"I’ve traveled a bit, so I know about barbarian and beastkin customs. In those cultures, a facial is a humiliation. Is that why you’re reacting this way?"  

Splash! Splash! Splat! Splash!  

Splat!  

"Hrk! Hrk!"  

Eugene mercilessly covered Vivian’s face with his thick semen, his intent to humiliate and dominate her clear. He knew that among humans, facials were reserved for prostitutes or the lowest classes, and among barbarians, it was used to humiliate women they didn’t like. Since Vivian had traveled among other races, Eugene assumed she understood the implication.  

"Whew... That was a satisfying release."  

Drip...! Drip...!  

Eugene’s cock finally finished ejaculating, now limp and dripping. His semen dripped onto the ground and, most notably, all over Vivian’s small face, turning it into a sticky mess.  

Vivian, overwhelmed by the sensation and smell, trembled and breathed raggedly, almost in tears.  

‘I can’t see anything… I can’t open my eyes… It’s just like that time, when my light disappeared…’  

But it wasn’t shame that made her tremble. Vivian was too overwhelmed to even feel embarrassed. It was fear. With her eyes closed and the light gone, and after being so thoroughly dominated, she felt as lost and powerless as when her father Alexis died.  

‘In the end… I could never escape that life…’  

She collapsed, realizing that even at 25, she hadn’t moved on, and her light had vanished again.  

At that moment   

Wipe...!  

Something warm and soft wiped Vivian’s face.  

"Why are you just sitting there? Do I have to clean this up for you too?"  

Wipe...! Wipe...! Wipe...!  

It was Eugene’s handkerchief. He had pulled it from his discarded leather pants and was now wiping Vivian’s ruined face.  

"...."  

Wipe...! Wipe...! Wipe...!  

Though his words were cold, Eugene carefully cleaned Vivian’s face.  

Thanks to him, Vivian was able to open her eyes again. She glanced up at Eugene, who was still gently wiping her face, her expression dazed and blank.  

"What are you looking at?"  

Despite his detailed actions, Eugene’s tone and expression were indifferent as he snapped at her.  

"...."  

Even so, Vivian just stared at him, lost in thought, relying on his hand.  

"This handkerchief is ruined now. I’ve used it for a long time, but I can’t use it anymore."  

Thunk!  

After thoroughly cleaning Vivian’s face, Eugene tossed the handkerchief aside. He was the type who rarely threw things away, but he had no desire to wash and reuse one covered in his own semen.  

"Well, I’m going back in. Stay there if you want."  

Step! Step! Step!  

Eugene gathered his discarded clothes and greatsword and walked slowly back to his quarters, leaving Vivian still kneeling, dazed.  

"......"  

Vivian, watching Eugene’s retreating back, stared blankly at his handkerchief lying in front of her.