Hentai King System

"Sensei~! Evelyn-sama's preparations are complete~!"

The clerk called out to someone in a light voice, as if she hadn't heard Evelyn's frightened cry at all. The difference in temperature between that brightness and the anxiety Evelyn was holding made a dissonant chord ring in her heart.

"U-um…?"

A voice so weak it made even herself feel pathetic leaked out. There was no reaction. Instead, a bouncing voice returned from further inside.

"Okay! I'll be right there!"

That voice was also a woman's. The way of speaking felt a bit masculine, but it was surely just her imagination.

Just a little—only a little—relief returned inside Evelyn. Both the clerk and the person who was about to massage her were women. That was important to her.

This shop on the outskirts of the noble district was surely visited by young noble ladies as well. If the massage therapists corresponding to that were men, it would be severely lacking in consideration toward unmarried noble ladies and would become a major problem. Thinking that way, even though the anxiety of having her vision sealed and her limbs restrained couldn't be wiped away, she might be able to feel at ease regarding the gender of the massage therapist.

Even so, her heart was beating faster. Anxiety and expectation mixed together, tangling deep in her chest. Evelyn bit her lip and tried to hold herself together with a faint pain.

In the unseen space, she felt a presence approaching. The sound of footsteps on the carpet rang faintly, and even that sound felt terrifyingly clear. With her vision sealed, the world was formed only of sounds and sensations, as if she had fallen into a different reality.

Evelyn waited for the start of the massage while feeling bewildered—.

"Hoh… Looks like everything's ready."

A calm voice dropped into the silent room. It was a voice with a presence that seemed capable of even changing the flow of the air. However, upon hearing it, the female clerk let out a puzzled voice.

"Rige— no, Sensei. Um, your way of speaking…"

At that remark, the massage therapist made a face as if momentarily surprised, then cleared her throat once.

"Oops. —Ahem! It looks like everything's ready."

Completely different from a moment ago, the voice returned to a soft, refined one. But the speed of that switch made Evelyn feel something unnatural. As if the person had two faces—such a sense of discomfort settled deep in her heart. The wariness inside her began to swell more and more.

"U-um…?"

Evelyn spoke cautiously. Trying not to let her anxiety be noticed, she attempted to appear as calm as possible. But the back of her throat was dry, and the sound of her naturally swallowing saliva rang in her ears.

"Don't worry? From now on, I'm going to give you a pleasant massage, okay?"

A smiling, gentle female voice. But that sweetness was, conversely, abnormal. Far from putting her at ease, it was an unnaturally too-gentle resonance that stirred her wariness. As if a battle-hardened warrior were trying to soothe a child—there was such a sense of discomfort.

"Y-yes…"

Evelyn could only nod while feeling puzzled. Certainly, both her body and mind had accumulated fatigue. In particular, the clogging of her magical circuits from overusing recovery magic was severe. If this would heal that fatigue and resolve the problem with her magical circuits, it shouldn't be such a bad story.

But—her instincts were telling her of danger.

In the darkness, Evelyn quietly held her breath.

Her vision was completely covered. Moreover, her limbs were firmly fixed to the bed, and her freedom had been taken away. Even if she tried to move her shoulders, the restraints on her wrists wouldn't allow it. Even if she tried to thrash her legs, they were tightened as if by steel shackles.

The only thing that remained free was her mouth.

—Was this a normal way of doing a massage?

Such a question crossed her mind. But no answer came. Perhaps this was the method of treatment, or perhaps—

Anxiety steadily spread deep in her chest.

In the midst of that, a bright, bouncing voice suddenly rang out.

"Alright, everyone come in too!"

"Eh…?"

Evelyn's throat grew hoarse.

Everyone?

She had definitely just heard that. Not just one massage therapist, but others as well?

Emotions mixed with bewilderment and fear churned deep in her chest.

Then, immediately, the surrounding air changed.

—Footsteps.

Multiple shoe sounds echoed across the floor.

Some marked a steady rhythm, others were hesitant. At least three… no, four? Adding the first female clerk and this massage therapist, there would be a total of six.

Moreover, they were steadily standing so as to surround Evelyn. That presence assaulted her as a sense of pressure.

"Then, shall we begin? Evelyn-sama."

A voice whispered by her ear. At a distance so close it tickled her eardrums, she shrank back.

"Y-yes…"

A hoarse voice leaked out. Sticky sweat beaded on her back. Every time the cold air brushed her skin, the fear stood out even more.

Her vision remained sealed as before.

Just as she braced herself for what was about to be done to her…

Munyu!

(Eh!?)

Suddenly, a soft pressure was applied to her right breast. With shock, Evelyn's entire body stiffened in an instant. The palm placed on her chest was warm, yet it began to knead without any reservation, with a forceful strength.

"U-um…!? What are you…?"

She asked in a trembling voice, but what returned was a casual tone.

"It's fine~. It's a massage, after all."

A whispering voice rang by her ear. Gentle and calm, yet somewhere mixed with an amused resonance.

While holding anxiety, Evelyn endured the sensation transmitted to her chest. Whether this act that was being called treatment was truly necessary—such a question swirled around and around in her head.

"Then, I'll also excuse myself over here."

Munyu!

This time the same pressure was applied to her left breast. The stimulation that had been only on one side spreading to both made it felt more sensitively, and her shoulders jumped involuntarily.

(Wah…!?)

Being unable to see made her consciousness concentrate even more. The movement of the hands wrapping her breasts, the pressure of the fingertips, the sensation of being stroked as if drawing circles… each and every one of them was vivid, and even though it was her own body, it even felt as if it belonged to someone else.

The massage therapist's fingers crawled over her chest without mercy.

"Ahn…!"

Unable to endure it, a sigh leaked out. She bit her lip, but her body was honest.

(W-what…?)

Her head filled with bewilderment and confusion. But the woman's hands didn't stop. Rather, they moved their fingers even more skillfully and applied pressure.

Munyu!

Momi momi…

"Um… fuu…! U-um…!"

"Yes, what is it?"

The massage therapist asked Evelyn. That way of speaking contained somewhere an amused color.

"Um… rubbing my breasts is…"

"Yes. It's a massage, you know?"

"B-but…"

Anxiety crossed Evelyn's mind. She felt her entire body stiffen and her heartbeat quicken. But she couldn't put that anxiety into words. Even though it was a massage, a somehow unsettled sensation was smoldering deep in her chest.

Munyu!

The fingertips sank in softly, and the sensation of being slowly kneaded and loosened.

Momi momi…!

(Ah…)

While surprise and bewilderment remained mixed, Evelyn's consciousness concentrated on that sensation. The warmth transmitted to her skin, the smooth movement of the hands. Each and every one of them was faintly shaking her reason.

"Um… nn…! Fuu…!"

At the voice that leaked out involuntarily, Evelyn blushed. Shame and pleasantness intertwined, and she grew even more unsettled. To her like that, the massage therapist whispered with a smile.

"Then, next we'll move to the lower body."

"Eh…? Ah… yes…"

While looking at Evelyn who nodded awkwardly, the massage therapist quietly reached her hands toward her legs. The movement of those hands was without hesitation, elegant, and yet somehow felt intentional.

"Then, first we'll loosen up your feet~."

Along with the words, fingers touched the soles of Evelyn's feet. Immediately—

"Hyan!?"

Evelyn couldn't help raising a scream.

(W-what…?)

At the sudden sensation, her body trembled with a jolt. Ticklishness and a strange stimulation different from that mixed together, and her bewilderment only grew.

But the massage therapist didn't answer that question and simply kept sliding her fingers. From the arch of the foot to the heel, and then flowing again to the toes.

"Um… a little…! Fuu…! A-ahahaha! I-it's ticklish!"

Evelyn desperately tried to hold back her laughter, but she couldn't win against the ticklishness. While twisting her body, she raised her voice.

But the massage therapist's hands didn't rest; rather, they attacked her weak points even more precisely. With the pads of her fingers she pressed the arch of the foot and thoroughly stroked the heel.

"Um… ahahaha! W-wait a little…! Ahahahaha!"

Her voice wouldn't stop. Her breathing grew heavier. She was wrapped in a strange sensation just one step short of the ticklishness turning into pleasure.

Looking at Evelyn's reaction like that, the massage therapist chuckled.

"Fufu. It seems this area is weak, doesn't it? …You all, make sure to remember this, okay?"

At those words, Evelyn's consciousness was suddenly pulled back to reality. To whom was she speaking? What was she trying to make them remember? A chilly sensation ran down her spine.

But the massage therapist's hands didn't stop.

"Then, we'll continue~. This time I'll touch a delicate place~"

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