15. The Two Maids Spica and Capella
“Mmm… nnn…”
“Have you woken up, Your Highness?”
Charlotte’s consciousness returned at the sound of a familiar voice. What her amber eyes saw were her maids, Spica and Capella.
“W-Where…?”
“This is Your Highness’s bedroom in the royal palace.”
Spica, the maid with ebony skin and black eyes, answered. When Charlotte looked up, she saw the silk canopy of her own bed.
“Was I… dreaming?”
“What kind of dream did you have?” asked Capella, the maid with fiery red hair and crimson eyes.
These two were Charlotte’s favorite maids. Whenever she was in the palace, they stayed by her side and attended to her every need.
Seeing the two of them, Charlotte let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness. It was just a dream.
“I lost the war against the Republic and was captured, then… from my mouth… I can’t say it.”
Charlotte’s face flushed red.
“Please tell us, Your Highness. What kind of dream was it? We want to know.”
“No. It was far too embarrassing… I can’t possibly say it out loud.”
Spica and Capella exchanged glances and grinned. Their voices overlapped:
“Oh my~ In that case, Your Highness, that wasn’t a dream. It was all real.”
“Eh…? Wha— Aah!?”
Only then did Charlotte realize she was completely naked, and that both of her wrists were tied with ropes to the bedposts.
“Every humiliation, disgrace, and violation Your Highness suffered was real. And soon, your younger sisters will experience the same thing.”
Charlotte’s face darkened instantly.
“W-What are you saying!? What do you mean!?”
The red-haired maid Capella beside her answered in a pitying tone.
“My, my, Your Highness still doesn’t understand? You couldn’t endure the torture and revealed the location of your sisters, didn’t you?”
“That’s a lie! I didn’t say anything!”
“Here is the proof.”
Spica tossed several photographs in front of Charlotte.
“Th-This is…”
“Master Kakuda’s world has developed a magic called ‘science,’ and these are magic items known as ‘photographs.’ Take a good look.”
“The captured princesses were stripped completely naked. Because of you, they are suffering the same fate.”
“That’s a lie! It’s all lies!”
“It is not a lie. You simply don’t remember. You succumbed to the torture and revealed the whereabouts of your beloved sisters.”
“N-No…”
“Poor little princesses. To be captured because of their most beloved elder sister Charlotte’s betrayal… That must be far more painful than enduring a man’s violation.”
Spica and Capella leaned in close, peering into Charlotte’s face as they spoke. Of course, both knew the capture of her sisters had nothing to do with Charlotte. But by pinning the blame on her, they wanted to break the heart of this seventeen-year-old imperial princess.
That was the important mission assigned to Spica and Capella by Kakuda Kazuo, the Supreme Advisor of the Revolutionary Army. Only by completely subjugating both body and mind could the ultimate flesh slave be raised.
The two maids sat down on either side of Charlotte. After gazing long and carefully at her exquisite figure, they reached out and touched her breasts.
“W-What are you going to do?”
“What beautiful breasts…”
Without answering, Spica and Capella began stroking Charlotte’s twin mounds. They weren’t especially large, but they had a perfect roundness and graceful curves—truly worthy of being called beautiful breasts, perfectly shaped.
“…When I look at you like this, Your Highness really is a breathtakingly beautiful princess.”
The beauty of her naked body was something they had never seen before. The two maids let out soft sighs. Her snow-white skin was flawless, smooth and lustrous like alabaster.
Looking at her fully nude form again, every line from her hips to her toes was filled with feminine, rounded curves. The narrowness of her waist, the swell of her chest—every part radiated the delicate beauty of a teenage girl. Yet where softness should be, it was present, while her shoulders and waist remained slender. Moreover, the toned muscles she had forged as a princess knight gave her limbs an elegant, straight line, making her entire body look disciplined and refined.
It was the ultimate, polished body of a beautiful warrior maiden. The two maids swallowed hard. Spica lowered her head between Charlotte’s legs.
“N-No… Don’t look…”
“Why act like a maiden now? You’ve already been a man’s plaything countless times, haven’t you?”
Capella’s slender fingers spread open Charlotte’s trembling petals. The salmon-pink inner walls glistened wetly. Capella gently extended her tongue.
“How beautiful…”
“S-Stop… This kind of thing… isn’t something girls should do to each other…”
“Indeed, homosexuality is not something proper ladies do. However, Charlotte-sama is no longer a princess—she is now a flesh slave.”
“We’ve waited so very long for this. The day we could make you ours. Now, at last, that dream is coming true.”
The two female beasts who had captured this beautiful sacrifice smiled as they spoke.