2. Completely Naked Confinement
“Charlotte, I pray for your continued good fortune in battle.” “Mother, there is no need for concern. It is merely a rebellion of serfs. I shall scatter them with a single blow.”
With those words, Charlotte turned on her heel, turned her back on the throne, and departed.
“…………Ugh… u-unn… W-where… am I?” “Hell, obviously.”
Charlotte’s eyes snapped open. When she looked up, she realized both of her arms were bound and she was hanging from the ceiling by ropes. She was in a dim underground room of some sort, with faint dawn light filtering in through a small window.
Standing before her was a man with sallow yellow skin and a flat face, along with several others who looked similar.
“You are… Hah—th-this is—!” It was only then that Charlotte noticed for the first time that she was completely naked, not wearing a single thread.
“You just wouldn’t wake up, so I got to enjoy the view for quite a while. Damn, you’ve got a nice body, Princess. Pure white skin without a single blemish, shining and sparkling all over.”
Charlotte’s face turned bright red.
“Y-you wretch! Let me down! Get me down from here right now—!”
Still hanging, Charlotte lashed out with a bare-footed kick. But the man in front of her easily caught it. His eyes stared intently at her crotch.
“Even at your age you’ve got a smooth, hairless pussy? You look like a little kid.” “D-don’t look—!”
“What a bad-tempered princess. Maybe I should put shackles on those legs.”
Heavy iron weights attached to chains were fastened around her ankles.
“Agh—!”
Her toes and spine were stretched taut. The excruciating pain of her body being pulled tight from front to back twisted Charlotte’s refined features.
“That’s a good expression. Princess Knight Charlotte, the sight of you writhing in agony is truly beautiful—like a living sculpture. And from now on, I’m going to make you suffer even more.”
“Who… exactly are you…?” “Me? My name is Kazuo Kakuta.”
“Kak… utta… Kazuo?” She had never heard such a strange name on the continent.
“If it’s hard to say, you can just call me Kutta or Kakuchan.” He spoke mockingly.
“Who are you people?” “Us? We’re the ones who despaired.”
Charlotte couldn’t understand what the man was saying. The man who called himself Kakuta continued speaking with a distant look in his eyes.
“We despaired of humanity. Even after totalitarianism and socialism ended, humans never stopped fighting. No ideal or ideology could ever save humanity. Even in the 21st century, ignorance, hatred, prejudice, discrimination, and pointless conflict know no bounds. That is the true nature of mankind. Humans endlessly repeat the same mistakes, fighting, hating, and tearing each other apart until the very last person and the very last drop of blood.”
“What on earth are you talking about?”
Ignoring Charlotte’s question, Kakuta continued his monologue.
“Dozens of men who despaired of such a world were brought to this one. In the world we came from, it was called ‘divine concealment’ or ‘isekai transfer.’”
Kakuta spoke as if reminiscing.
“We were all experts in our respective fields. I was a history teacher and have a decent understanding of five thousand years of human history. This is Henry Darger, a political science specialist. We also have experts in agronomy, medicine, mechanical engineering, metallurgy, mining technology, chemistry, pharmacology, and even a former mercenary who is a combat professional. All of us were sent to this world together. Do you understand why?”
Kakuta peered into Charlotte’s amber eyes.
“Why? So we could start from a completely clean slate and create a true utopia—a paradise where all humans are free and equal. The republic we are about to build will become the dream new world: Shangri-La.”
Passion filled Kakuta’s voice. Charlotte snorted derisively.
“What utter nonsense. Ignorant and shameless commoners like you could never build a new nation. Lowborn filth should simply obey us nobles without thinking, as is proper.” “Oh dear. Even a princess like you doesn’t understand the noble duty of noblesse oblige? What happened to your royal pride?”
“Royal pride and dignity are things that apply among the noble class. They do not apply to lowly, base-born scum like you.”
Even faced with Charlotte’s vicious insults, Kakuta didn’t flinch.
“I’m delighted. Hearing a princess say such infuriating things makes it much easier to carry out our plan without hesitation.”
“Plan? What exactly are you scheming… Ah—!”
Kakuta’s rough hand suddenly grabbed Charlotte’s breast and squeezed hard.
“Y-you bastard! Unhand my breast! Let go right now—!” “You’ve got a great body. Do you know what a new republic needs for its construction plan? An endless supply of labor and comfort for the people. Therefore, Princess Charlotte, you will serve as a military comfort woman—the plaything for the soldiers of the Republican Army.”
Charlotte’s mind went completely blank from the sheer humiliation.
Kakuta’s hand moved down to her crotch. His coarse fingers traced her most sensitive spot. A violent shock she had never felt before ran through her body.
“What a sensitive princess. This one’s definitely worth training.” The men watching nearby began to murmur excitedly.
“Y-you bastards… I will never forgive you! Never—!” “And as a breeding sow, you will keep giving birth to children. Those children will form a new slave class. And not just you. Every single princess and noble daughter from the imperial family, the thousand great nobles, and the ten thousand lesser nobles will become sex slaves without exception. Their bodies will be toyed with and they will continue bearing children.”
One of the men beside him nodded in agreement.
“For a thousand years you ignored the suffering of the common people and exploited us while living in luxury and privilege. Now, for the next thousand years, you will be exploited as slaves. You have no right to complain.”
Kakuta gently bit down on her exposed nipple.
“Ah—!” Charlotte’s refined face twisted in distress. He stimulated the hardened tip with his teeth and tongue.
“Hehehe, look at that. Your arrogant little nipples are getting hard. Pretending to be a pure virgin while actually feeling it, huh? What a princess you are.”
“Th-that’s not true!” Charlotte turned her face away, desperately denying it. Kakuta continued his monologue while meticulously kneading and sucking on her breasts.
“Kufufufu… Soon the babies sucking on these breasts will cry because two aren’t enough.” Princess Knight Charlotte’s face turned deathly pale.
“Y-you can’t possibly intend to get me pregnant… can you?”
“What are you talking about? Of course we do. You’re already a meat slave breeding sow. You’re going to give birth to plenty of fine daughters. Daughters who will also become meat slaves.”
“N-no… Nooooooooo—!!”
The proud Princess Charlotte finally broke. She screamed, and her wail echoed through the dim underground room.