LM Chapter 9.2

When he opened his eyes again, everything was dark. He’d been dragged to the Crown Prince at dawn, meaning he’d been unconscious all day. Maybe even longer…

Lyndon shook his head, trying to open his eyes. He didn’t know why, but his head hurt. It could be from extreme stress, or if not that… He didn’t know. There were too many possibilities.

As he sighed and tried to open his eyes, Cedric’s voice reached him. It was truly an irritating voice.

“Awake? How do you feel?”
“…”

‘How do I feel?’

His nose stung as if it had been cut off and barely stitched back together, and the corners of his mouth, torn from being forced open, throbbed. His tongue felt numb inside his mouth, as if it weren’t part of his own flesh.

And above all, his entire body, his limbs, ached. As if he’d been forcibly restrained somewhere…

“Ah.”

The moment he realized this, he lowered his head and scanned his body. His arms and legs were tightly bound with ropes, fixed to the bedposts.

His legs were spread wide apart. The one silver lining was that the palms and soles of his feet, which had been torn open and injured, had been treated, albeit clumsily. It seemed someone had been annoyed by them and had applied bandages, rough though they were.

But even if the wounds were treated, the position was utterly exhausting, one from which fatigue could never truly fade. Both mentally and physically, he felt as if he were rapidly withering away.

As Lyndon lifted his head, wondering what words might prompt the ropes to be loosened, something resting on Cedric’s palm caught his eye. It was a soft, crescent-shaped mass of flesh, about 112 millimeters long – roughly the length of a finger joint.

Beneath a glossy, transparent membrane, minute blood vessels pulsed, and its moist surface twitched ever so slightly.

“Wh-what is that….”

Cedric tapped it lightly with his finger. Slowly, it crawled across his palm.

It was alive and moving. It was a small, secretive, unknown life form he’d never seen before and never expected to see.

“Well… a merchant from the west sold it for a high price. He called it a ‘twitching appendage’ or…”

Lyndon tensed. The unsettling phrase ‘twitching appendage’ fit the unknown creature all too well. It truly seemed like something that had snapped off from somewhere on a human’s extremity.

Gulp.

He swallowed dryly, tense.

“Or, apparently, it’s also called a ‘tentacle’. What do you think, Lyndon? Which name seems to fit better to you?”

Neither one was any good. No, more than that, he couldn’t care less about the name of that thing. He just wanted to be freed from his spread legs and bound arms.

“More than that, just untie me…”
“Tentacle is better, right? Callling it an appendage is a bit cruel.”

‘Cruel? Really? Who’s the cruel one…’

As that thought crossed his mind, Cedric continued his relentless explanation about the tentacle.

“Even though it looks this disgusting on the outside, it was quite expensive. It cost enough to buy about five townhouses. Did I waste too much of the royal budget?”

“…” Lyndon avoided answering. Whatever he said, it wouldn’t sound good.

“Looking at it, it kinda seems cute.”

Cedric tickled the tentacle with his free hand. It wriggled in apparent delight.

It was revolting and nauseating. Yet Cedric held that grotesque thing and drew closer and closer.

He desperately wanted to escape, but his entire body was tightly bound, making it utterly impossible.

“You know what, Lyndon? This tentacle has quite an excellent effect on nipple development.”
“…”

‘What the hell… is he talking about now?’

He almost spat out an expletive, but managed to shove it back into his mouth.

Cedric still murmured happily as he lifted the tentacle. It squirmed between his fingers. “If I place it like this on the nub…”

The fingers holding the tentacle slowly approached Lyndon’s chest. Lyndon shook his head and resisted, but that was all he could do. He could only struggle; his immobilized body remained fixed.

“They tend to greedily latch on.”
“Ugh, uwaaaa! Wh-what is this?! P-please spare me! Ce, Cedric! Gaaaaaah!“

A soft, slimy mass began clinging to his nipple. It persistently sucked on the bumpy protrusion with a slurping, squelching sound.

“Haha! Lyndon, be careful! Tentacles absolutely love bodily fluids!”

The opening of the tentacle, which looked exactly like an uncircumcised cock, contracted slightly, then emitted a sticky sound as it clung tightly to Lyndon’s nipple and sucked relentlessly. It felt like honey, no, even worse than that – like pouring highly viscous mucus onto his nipple.

“Ugh, ugh! Let go, let go, hmph!”

It was a complex sensation, part pain, part pleasure. Lyndon gasped, feeling both agony and ecstasy simultaneously.

“Huh, uh… Ugh! Ah!”

How long had it been sucking like that? The pain gradually subsided, leaving only pleasure behind.

Looking closely, it felt like his nipples were being crushed by soft, delicate flesh. A strange afterglow blossomed, like a tickling sensation deep within his stomach.

“Huhh! Ah… ah!”

As his body trembled with pleasure, he looked down at his chest to find a writhing mass of flesh clinging tightly to his skin, leaving no empty space.

The fact that this disgusting, wet thing was attached to him was horrifying. The fact that he was aroused by something like this, not even human, was unbearably shameful.

“Huh…”

Sluuuurp!

The sound of sucking on his nipple was utterly degrading. It felt like his mind would shatter at any moment.

Lyndon screamed and thrashed wildly.

“Ugh, ugh! T-take it off, please! P-please!”

But the tentacle clung even tighter to his nipple. It was so busy sucking up both the sweat Lyndon was frantically sweating out and his nipple that it couldn’t focus on anything else.

Slurp, chuaaap!

“W-ugh! Ugh… Ugh!”

He was on the verge of passing out. He was confused – who he was, what he was even doing.

Watching this, Cedric smiled with satisfaction.

“These tentacles contain a special substance, Lyndon. I went to great lengths to procure them.”
“Wh-wh-what? What, what s-substance, Hiiik! Huhk!”

While Lyndon was noisily wailing, Cedric kindly answered the question he hadn’t quite finished asking.

“Nothing special… It activates your sensory nerves, amplifying your sensations several times over. Sometimes it can even cause some deformation.”
“De, deformation, huh?”

“So, unfortunately, I can’t use it on your whole body…. At best, I can only use it on your tiny little nipples. Ha, damn it….”

Cedric’s face sank into deep regret, as if truly disappointed.

Lyndon watched him with eyes barely open, letting out a heavy sigh. Then, feeling a wriggling sensation on his chest, he gasped again.

The tentacle wrapped perfectly around his nipple made it hard to see clearly, so he couldn’t tell if it was actually deforming. But the nipple started pulsing.

The fleshy tentacles writhed endlessly, and the agony felt incomparable to the mere piercing of a needle through the nipple.

“Huh, ugh, ugh! S-stop! Huh, ugh, aaaah!”
“How is it, Lyndon? Do you think it looks any different? To me, it looks like a lump of flesh just sitting on top of your nipple… It looks like some kind of child’s play.”

“Hic! Hiiik! Huhh! Uwaaaa! Huh! Hih!”
“You’re making quite a racket…. Tell me how it feels? According to the merchant who sold this to me, it starts damp and then a tingling sensation kicks in. Your nerves get more sensitive, and even light contact…”

Cedric, who had been speaking, lifted the tentacle. Finally freed from the tentacle, the transformed nipple was revealed.

It was a lewd, bright red nipple, swollen large and drooping downward.

Since arriving here, it had grown somewhat larger from use, but never to this extent. Nor had it ever been this vividly red.

“Ha! Fuck, look how bright red and swollen it is… Did your nipple get hard?”

Cedric formed a circle with his thumb and index finger, then flicked Lyndon’s swollen nipple hard, like he was smacking it. Thwack! The nipple shot upward, jiggling crudely. It fell rapidly up and down, leaving a blurry red afterimage.

“Hmph! Huhhh! Aaargh!”

Pain and terrible pleasure followed simultaneously. Lyndon writhed in agony from this utterly incomprehensible, hypersensitive sensation.

Still, he thought it was over now that his nipple had sagged and deformed like this. Just as he was comforting himself for enduring the agonizing pain well, Cedric’s cruel voice echoed.

“Then, shall we do this side next?”

He nonchalantly tried to place a slimy tentacle on Lyndon’s left nipple.

But that spot… was the injured nipple where the platinum nipple bar had once been. If that tentacle sucked on that spot, where the wound hadn’t yet healed…

“Huh, ugh! Wait, just a moment, ugh, uwaaaaah!”

But before he could stop it, the writhing mass clung on, prying open the tender crack in the nipple and forcing its soft flesh into the gaping wound.

“Hee, heeek! Ugh! Gulp! Pfff! Huuuuk! Ugh, Aaaah!”

Rather than the ticklish sensation of moments before, a sharp, stinging pain followed, like lightning striking. His chest pounded wildly. His nipples swelled noticeably, and the tremor that began in his left nipple spread throughout his entire body. His bound arms, legs, and even his head began to vibrate rapidly.

“Huh, hmph! Hic, hhhhhhh! Ha, ah!”

Lyndon convulsively shook his bound legs in the grip of terrible pleasure.

Even as his nipples swelled enormously, the amplified pleasure relentlessly pursued Lyndon. There was absolutely no way to escape. He couldn’t avoid it. So he had to fully immerse himself in the pain and pleasure.

“Hee! Huh! Ugh!”

His anus began to twitch. His cock twitched involuntarily, gaining strength, then shot straight up toward the ceiling.

“Huff, uh, aaaah! Ha, ah!”

Only then did Cedric, with a squelch, lift the tentacle that had been sucking on Lyndon’s nipple as if thrusting into a hole and toss it into the glass jar.

Lyndon wouldn’t have known, but since excessive exposure to the venom of too many tentacles could lead to disability or a vegetative state, it was his way of showing consideration

 It meant that crazy psychopath actually cared about Lyndon that much.

Regardless, Lyndon’s left nipple, now twisted by the potent toxin, was finally exposed.

“Ha! Fuck! What the hell is this! Dammit!” Cedric’s face contorted greedily at the sight of Lyndon’s nipple. Curses spewed wildly from between his lips. “Haa… Fuck… It looks so fucking lewd.”

If the right nipple was merely slightly enlarged and reddened, the left one… its shape had been fundamentally altered. It looked as if it had been drenched in some toxic substance, warped beyond recognition.

In the beginning, Lyndon’s left nipple had been a small, bean-like lump. But after meeting Cedric, it had transformed into a slightly swollen shape. Later, a hole had been artificially pierced through it, and a nipple bar had been inserted.

But now… it seemed impossible to wear a nipple bar anymore.

The tip of the once-rounded nipple, that smooth surface… had split slightly on both sides. Like the upper curve of a heart had split apart.

“…”

Seeing that vulgar sight, Cedric’s cock reflexively hardened. Then, before he could even hold back, semen pooled slightly at the tip of his glans and shot out with a small squirt, like a tiny marking.

“Ha…”

Cedric was quite flustered, unlike his usual self. So much so that he couldn’t hold back and spurted a little semen.

Completely forgetting what to say, he just stared blankly at Lyndon’s nipples, split open like a heart shape. His glistening eyes, not even blinking, fixated intently on the split nipple, like a butt crack. Then he raised his hand, gathered the divided nipple together, and pressed it firmly shut with his fingers.

“Huh, hwaaah! Hiiik! Uhn!”

Immediately, Lyndon began sobbing noisily, his body heaving. The reaction was astonishing. The sticky cock, coated thickly with marking semen, began to harden again.

“Haah… Just like… his looks… his reaction is fucking vulgar too… How about it, Lyndon? Do you like it? Fuck, I really fucking love it…“
”Huh, huh… Huh, huh-huh!”

Lyndon found his strangely transformed nipples frightening and repulsive. Nipples split into heart shapes, as if begging to be loved, begging for affection…

Lyndon stared at Cedric, wailing and streaming tears.

His gaze fell upon the perfect man before him: jet-black hair, eyes like shimmering darkness, a sharp jawline, pure white ears, and broad, straight shoulders.

If only it weren’t for this insane situation where his nipples had been transformed, if only it weren’t for this fucking miserable situation, it would have been a scene so breathtaking it could have blinded him.

“Huh, huh-uh-uh. W-will it go back to normal? Huh-uh-uh!”
“Well… What are you crying about? It’s just a little split at the end.”

Even as he said this, Cedric’s lips trembled. Unlike Lyndon, he felt like he might go mad with joy.

Such vulgar nipples and Lyndon’s face looking so pitiful. He felt like he was going to lose his mind.

Truly, Lyndon was someone he absolutely couldn’t let slip away. Even if he later grew tired of him and all interest vanished, he would build a huge mansion deep within the imperial-owned Caldir Forest and lock Lyndon away there.

He would never let him take a single step beyond that point, ensuring no one but himself would ever meet Lyndon again.

Cedric conjured that cruel thought and went so far as to make a firm resolution.

The image of Lyndon waiting eternally for him alone sent a thrilling shiver down his spine.

“Ah…!”

Cedric flashed a bright smile, as if struck by a brilliant idea. Lyndon was still sobbing uncontrollably. In truth, their emotions were polar opposites. They were running toward opposite ends.

“Lyndon, look at this.”

Cedric’s beautiful fingers moved gracefully through the air. Lyndon stared, transfixed, at those long fingers.

Cedric formed a shape with only his pinky finger extended, as if about to make some solemn promise. Then, he placed that pinky finger firmly on Lyndon’s split left nipple. The tip of his finger felt the soft yet resilient, slightly firm texture.

“Huh, ugh!”

That alone made Lyndon react sensitively. A moan escaped him. Cedric chuckled softly as he rubbed the split center back and forth rapidly. He moved his pinky finger relentlessly, grinding it against Lyndon’s resistant nipple.

Lyndon’s face flushed crimson. Blood rushed to his skin, utterly intoxicated by pleasure. Just as he bit his lip to stifle a moan, Cedric blurted out something utterly absurd.

“It feels like I’m fucking you with my dick. Right?”
“…”

‘Wh-what kind of vulgar bullshit is that…’

“I was a step too late for your asshole, but here…”

As he spoke, Cedric’s bright red tongue approached Lyndon’s lewdly split nipple. Then, hovering just above it, he flicked his tongue in the air and continued his muttering. Lyndon felt dizzy just from the change in the air.

“This spot, I got to it first, huh?”

Soon, a cold, wet tongue touched Lyndon’s nipple. It filled the split crevice with its hot tongue. It licked fast and forcefully, as if determined to wear it away, to dig it out. Once again, pleasure like a tremor flowed forcefully.

“Gah! Uh, hmm! Ah! Hmm!”

The crude moans kept spilling out. The nipple being torn at, and Cedric’s low, chuckling laughter. Hot tears burst from his eyes, sticky saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Only after repeating this several times did Cedric finally withdraw his tongue. Lyndon, whose face had been tightly clenched, barely opened his eyes in the midst of ecstasy.

“Huh, hmm…”

‘Is it finally over…!’

But surprisingly, it seemed it wasn’t over. He felt dampness on his chest again.

Immediately, a sharp breath, as if he might vomit blood, burst out. Cedric, as if he’d been waiting, lowered his lips once more between Lyndon’s swollen, cracked nipple. Then, with a sharp “ang,” he bit down on the nipple without hesitation, his teeth sinking in as he began to chew it relentlessly.

“Ugh! Hic! Ahhhhh! S-stop! S-stop! Huh! Hah!”

Even when he licked with his tongue, the pleasure had been intense, but now he truly felt like he was going mad. His entire body, from the crown of his head to the tips of his toes, contracted relentlessly.

His erect cock twitched and throbbed spasmodically on its own. His face was completely drenched in tears, as if a dam had burst somewhere. So much had flowed that tears even filled the hollows of his ears.

Then Cedric bit down hard again on Lyndon’s nipple, as if he intended to tear it off. The pain was different from the playful nibbling before.

“Ugh, ahh! Huh! Hee, heeek!”

Finally, pure white semen splattered from his erect cock. He hadn’t even been touched. He’d ejaculated just from the pressure of having his nipple bitten.

“As expected… you have the makings of a slut. Look at you, cumming just from having your nipple chewed.”
“…”

He wanted to deny it, wanted to protest somehow, but Lyndon wasn’t in a state to speak at length. All he could do was close his eyes, exhale ragged breaths, and endure.

“Alright. Good job, Lyndon. Now let’s try something else.”
“Ugh… Wh-what else, wha-what…”

His eyes drooped. It hadn’t been long since he’d woken up, yet it felt like an eternity had passed. Maybe that was why. Why his mind felt so hazy.

“That’s…”

So he didn’t even hear what Cedric said next. Lyndon just closed his eyes.

His consciousness plummeted deep into the abyss.