Taming The Villainesses Chapter 3.1: [R-18]

Queen Aira placed her faith in no one.

In her view, the concept of ‘trust’ was simply not applicable to humankind.

It was for this very reason that Tae-oh was the sole individual who captured her attention, earning a personal reward directly from her.

"Come, warm the water for me."

This served as the coded phrase for the reward she intended to bestow upon me.

While she presented a facade of great generosity, truth be told, I harbored no fondness for this particular reward.

The lingering taste of soap was, at times, overwhelmingly bitter.

However, this sentiment did not grant me the authority to decline a reward offered by the Queen.

As previously established, Tae-oh's ultimate fate was execution.

It was entirely plausible that the capricious Queen Aira herself would be the one to decree his downfall.

Blast it all. I toiled and strove with such diligence, yet not a single victory seemed within my grasp.

Suppressing my resentment, I proceeded towards the Queen's expansive private chambers.

No armed sentinels patrolled the vicinity, nor were there any stringent security measures or barriers in place.

A solitary maid stood guard at the entrance to her private quarters.

"The Queen awaits you within, Tae-oh."

The nondescript, blonde-haired maid conveyed this information in a curt and dispassionate tone.

Though she appeared to be a mere attendant, I was acutely aware that she was, in reality, a covert operative capable of severing a person's neck with her dagger.

This singular maid possessed a prowess that dwarfed that of any other guard.

Was her gaze fixed upon me with disdain, or was that merely my perception?

"Now, Tae-oh. Stand before me, if you would."

Seuk.

In accordance with custom, I extended my arms before the maid, allowing her to conduct a superficial search of my person.

In essence, the examination for any potential harm to the Queen was purely ceremonial.

After all, the notion of me inflicting injury upon her was preposterous; the reality was quite the opposite.

"You may proceed inside."

With the maid stepping aside to grant me passage, I offered a slight nod before crossing the threshold. The first sight that greeted me was a sprawling garden bathed in the ethereal glow of moonlight.

The palace gardens teemed with an abundance of flowers and vibrantly colored fruits, accompanied by the melodious songs of swans and unfamiliar avian species.

At the garden's heart, an open-air bath emanated wisps of steam.

"Your Majesty the Queen, I beg your pardon for my intrusion."

"Ah, you have arrived."

Someone was present within the open-air bath. Given the sanctity of the Queen's private quarters, that individual could only be Queen Aira herself.

Aira reclined in the warm water, enveloped by the rising steam. A moment later, she emerged from the water's embrace.

Consequently, her unblemished, naked form was revealed in its entirety.

"...Cease your excessive gazing. Even as royalty, I find myself somewhat embarrassed."

"I understand." I swiftly averted my eyes and offered a modest bow.

Her legs were long and elegant, her body pristine and free of any hair. Her breasts were the most ample pair I had ever encountered among all women.

Aira openly displayed her delicate, rosy nipples, as well as her exposed lower body. Her intimate area was also visible, with nothing concealed from my view.

She claimed to feel shame, but did this indicate a profound level of trust in me?

"In any case, your timing is perfect. Now, anoint this exquisite body with soap."

She uttered this with the same casual naturalness as always.

Applying soap to Aira's body during her bathing ritual.

This constituted the reward she offered.

Aira genuinely believed that being granted the opportunity to witness the Queen's unclothed form, that of a beautiful woman, and to wash her was a reward in itself.

Yet, I found myself unable to contest her assertion.

Though I was loath to admit it, Aira possessed a truly captivating beauty.

She was, without question, the most stunning woman I had ever laid eyes upon.

Why, then, was this enchanting woman designated as a villain?

Had she possessed a gentler disposition, I would have encountered no objection to her relying upon me.

Seureuk, seureuk.

Irrespective of my musings and internal turmoil, my body moved with an almost involuntary precision.

Aira's form—her fingertips, her chest, her slender abdomen, her smooth and firm thighs, her knees, and even her toes—were meticulously attended to, coated in a rich, white lather.

"The lathering has been executed admirably. Now, then..."

Queen Aira declared, her gaze sweeping over her body with an expression of contentment.

"—you may proceed to lick."

"..."

No matter how frequently I engaged in this act, I could never quite become accustomed to it.

"Come now, Tae-oh. Demonstrate your fealty to your Queen."

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

I knelt before her and commenced a slow, deliberate licking of her toes.

Lick, lick.

"Fufu, that tickles."

This action elicited a ticklish sensation from her.

However, the taste in my mouth remained that of soap.

It was a bitter flavor. Could there not be a more palatable variety of soap available?

Why had I consistently forgotten to procure a more delectable soap for the Royal Chambers? Upon my departure, I must ensure proper instructions are issued.

"Yes, precisely. You are licking with skill, Tae-oh. Maintain that rhythm. Reach that crevice, and this one. Uggh, huh… Ooh, compared to those other fools, you must remain by my side, Eut…"

The Queen's softly modulated voice resonated in my ears.

As a man, I found myself incapable of maintaining composure in such circumstances.

A physical arousal occurred.

Yet, I lacked the temporal luxury to concern myself with my rapidly hardening member.

Lick, lick.

"Ughh… Ooh…."

My tongue traced a path across her ankles, calves, and knees.

"Heut."

Soon, my tongue navigated towards the sensitive region between her smooth, firm thighs.

"..."

This area felt like an unexplored territory, a forbidden sanctuary. Was this permissible? I lifted my head slightly, casting a glance at the silently observing Queen.

Emerging from the hot spring, her face was still flushed as she looked down at me.

Taking this as her implicit permission, I parted her pristine, bare thighs and extended my tongue.

"Slurp, slurp. Lick, lick."

“Uh-huh, haaa, it tickles… Yes… Ugh!"

I was indulging my tongue upon the nether lips of the most stunning woman in the entire Kingdom.

While this could be considered a true reward in its own right, the thought of her capricious nature, capable of ordering my demise on a whim, was also a little unnerving.

Certain aspects still struck me as rather unbelievable.

Aira, offering her intimate parts?

In truth, Queen Aira had always been surprisingly reserved regarding matters of sexuality.

It hadn't been that long since Queen Aira and I had begun this kind of intimate connection.

Our unique relationship commenced about a month prior, following a near-fatal poisoning attempt by a treacherous maid.

summoned me to her private chambers, instructing me to cleanse and then taste her body.

Initially, my attentions were confined to her fingers and toes, but as our encounters became more frequent, the intimacy gradually evolved to this point. Could it be that my survival after ingesting the poison and falling gravely ill prompted a change in her heart?

Regardless of the specifics, Tae-oh was engaged in a clandestine affair with the Queen.

Whispers of this secret liaisons had begun to circulate through the palace, unnoticed by most. Those with keen ears within the court began to condemn me, labeling me "a demon who seduces and devours the Queen."

It was a regrettable mischaracterization.

For I most certainly was not.

However, no one would possibly believe that. Even I struggled to accept it myself…

Rustle.

Seeking an outlet for my pent-up frustrations, I pressed my face deeper between the Queen's legs. Perhaps focusing on her clitoris today would suffice?

“Lick, lick, slurp, slurp, slurp—"

“Heut. What is this sensation? Ooooh~.”

She appeared taken aback by the novel and peculiar feeling she was experiencing. This was likely due to it being the very first time I had lavished such direct attention upon her clitoris.

“Slurp.”

As I gently massaged and licked her clitoris with my tongue— “Oooohhhhh—,” the tyrannical Queen’s voice ascended into a melodic chorus of soft moans.

“Tae-oh. You are my sole confidant. Haaa, haaah, only, only you. You are the only one who can conceive of and bestow such pleasure upon me. Heh heh, ah, ha….”

"Slurp, slurp— Lick, lick, lick—"

“Still, this feels… unusual…, heu, my waist… Euheum, No. Heut….”

My face was already slick with her ecstatic fluid.

Though the lingering taste of soap was somewhat bitter, her nectar was astonishingly sweet, making it a delightful indulgence to savor.

Was this the refined quality expected of royalty?