I woke up exhausted, lying in my chambers with my penis exposed outside the tunic, flaccid and sticky from the dried semen of the night before.
The residual pain in my groin reminded me of the master's kick, but instead of repulsion, I felt a hot pulse of arousal.
I stood up with difficulty, my body heavy from exhaustion, and decided to take a bath. While the hot water fell over me, I kept thinking about everything that had happened: the humiliation in the cell, the taste of the master's semen on my tongue when cleaning Aiz, her screams of pain and pleasure while he broke her. And the most surprising thing: I had advanced to Master Level 9. In just one day of delivering my fiancée, I had jumped a full realm. The system had given me real power in exchange for my dignity.
"I'm going to become the emperor of the world,"
I thought with a twisted smile, imagining the future. At the top, surrounded by wealth and strength, while my future wives are fucked by my men, humiliated like whores, beaten and pissed on in front of me. My cock hardened again under the water, and I masturbated slowly, recalling how Aiz called me "useless cuckold" while swallowing the master's urine. I came quickly, semen splattering the tiles, but guilt hit me like a whip: what kind of prince am I, getting aroused by the degradation of my own fiancée?
After taking the bath, I went to Aiz's room. I found her asleep, naked with a lot of dried semen covering her entire slender body —on her small breasts, her flat stomach, her pale thighs, and her ass marked with red and purple bruises from the master's spanks.
There were traces of dried virgin blood on her legs, and the stale smell of sex and urine still permeated the air.
My cock hardened at seeing her like that, like a used whore. I approached and woke her with a tender kiss on the lips, feeling the residual salty taste in her mouth.
"Wake up, my lady. You enjoyed last night a lot," I said in a soft voice, but my arousal was evident.
She woke up with a tender look and looked at me smiling, returning the kiss with an unexpected passion, her hand brushing my hardened cock under the tunic.
"I'm not used to it yet," she whispered, her voice hoarse from the night's screams. "It's something incredible, the pleasure I felt is something I can't explain. I liked that he hit me, that he treated me like a dirty whore… is that normal, Allen?" she asked me with curiosity, her green eyes shining with a new darkness, making me realize that she was falling more and more into the corruption of the Oath and the Submission Mark.
It aroused me more to hear her, imagining how the master spanked her until leaving her marked, how he pissed on her like a bitch.
"Of course it's normal, you're my wife. We need someone to humiliate us, it's our destiny, my love," I responded, taking her by the hand and giving her another romantic kiss, deep, feeling her slender body tremble against mine.
"Now get ready, love. We're going to see the master," I said, my voice trembling with humiliating anticipation.
I waited sitting on the bed while Aiz finished getting ready, putting on a long loose dress in crimson red that matched her beautiful hair. Without underwear, as the master would soon order, the dress clung subtly to her small curves, making my cock throb as I imagined her like that, exposed and ready to be humiliated again.
I took her by the hand and we both left heading to the training area, where my master was sitting, surrounded by several guards and his companions, all muscular plebeians who looked at me with disguised contempt.
"You arrived, little couple. Did you enjoy?"
the master said with a sarcastic smile, his arrogant voice cutting through the air.
Aiz and I just gave a small bow because there were several guards and my master's companions around, so we tried to disguise it. But I felt Aiz's excitement as she squeezed my hand, her palm sweaty from the memory of the night.
"Of course, master. I hope to repeat it," I said with a forced smile, my cock hardening at the thought of what was coming.
"Let's start the lessons," my master said in an arrogant voice. "From now on Aiz is forbidden to wear underwear, she always has to be ready to use her pussy for pleasure. And if you want to be the emperor, you have to have the support of the people and the nobles. Do you know how to do that in the fastest and easiest way?"
Aiz just nodded without thinking much, which surprised me a lot to see how she had already accepted her new identity, her face flushed with hidden excitement from the order. I stayed thinking about my master's question, feeling the humiliation growing inside me.
"I don't know… supporting them and creating good bonds with them?" I said with doubt, my voice trembling.
My master just laughed and pointed at Aiz with a thick finger.
"It's as easy as giving them your fiancée. Everyone will support you if they can have the future queen of this empire on her knees sucking their cock. So from now on this will be her training: she will learn to suck several cocks well to please and help you create relationships, while you have to give me a list of the people you want to have sex with Aiz, understood?"
Aiz with a downcast look just took my hand, sadly I couldn't support her —I was only thinking about the pleasure while I took her hand and looked at my master, my hard cock pressing against the tunic, humiliated by the idea of my fiancée turned into a public whore for my benefit.
"Yes, master!" I responded, my voice broken by arousal and shame.
The guards and the master's companions laughed low, looking at Aiz with hunger, and I felt the weight of my own degradation: the future emperor, reduced to a cuckold who sells his wife for power.