The Imperial Princess Immune to Hypnosis

Chapter 5 – Imprisonment (2)

Of course, even with a mouth full of potion, pain was still pain.

If someone were to bite his penis, even if the wound healed immediately, it would cause intense pain.

And such pain wasn’t pleasant. Nevertheless, he deliberately took the risk of shoving his cock into Violetta’s mouth to imprint his image more firmly in her mind.

It was to make her realize that whatever she did would be meaningless. Moreover, he thought it would be more effective to display completely insane behavior rather than using something like a gag, to instill the perception that dialogue and compromise were impossible.

He also calculated that as long as the sensitive glans wasn’t bitten, the pain would be reasonably tolerable. Even though masochistic play wasn’t his preference, he had tried all sorts of bizarre acts during his long, tedious years.

Of course, no matter how much one aims to subjugate another person, normally no one would actually implement such absurd acts… but when you go around overturning others’ common sense, inevitably your own sense of normalcy loosens as well.

His strategy worked perfectly.

“The potion has viscosity, so it can double as lubricant. Killing two birds with one stone.”

Violetta felt genuine terror at his inhuman behavior.

Though he clearly had a human appearance, his every word and action was beyond the pale, making it impossible for her not to feel afraid.

Violetta finally became truly frightened of the man.

***

“Ugh, kup, gok, urk…”

Every time the large glans struck her throat, Violetta felt unbearable nausea. The foreign sensation filling her tongue was indescribably disgusting and repulsive.

Saliva and potion mixed together and dripped through the gaps of her open mouth, and occasionally when she tried to bite down on the penis in defiance, the man merely shuddered once. From the beginning, she couldn’t properly exert strength in her jaw because he kept hitting her uvula.

The violent back-and-forth motion continued for nearly several dozen minutes.

Just as she was getting accustomed to the grip on the back of her head, Violetta felt the penis twitch inside her mouth.

Soon, with a surging sensation, semen began to pound against her uvula.

Grip-

The man forcefully pushed his penis all the way to the end of her throat. Violetta, unable to resist, could only swallow all of that disgusting fluid down her esophagus with her eyes wide open.

“Ugh, uweeek…! Huk…”

After the entire process was over, Violetta clutched the bedsheet tightly and dry heaved. A few drops of tears along with sticky saliva dripped down. She wanted to empty her stomach, but vomit wouldn’t come up. She only felt a slight uncomfortable sensation as if stomach acid was refluxing.

“It’s about time for breakfast. I’ll send your maid to your room, so wash up and eat.”

The man left the room after briefly saying a few words. He was acting completely as if he were the master.

Violetta felt even more miserable at his attitude of leaving without looking back. While she had suffered unspeakable acts and received deep emotional wounds, to that man, even that was merely ‘nothing significant.’

And probably in the future, even worse acts would be waiting for her.

“Huk…”

Violetta hugged her knees and sobbed.

Viola was also in the room besides her. But Viola was only there to monitor Violetta and prevent her from committing suicide, following the ‘new master’s’ orders.

It was no longer protection or anything of the sort. She couldn’t expect empathy for her wounds, let alone humane treatment from that doll.

In the end, there was no one in this room who could sympathize with her pain.

Only herself.

And that’s why Violetta cried even more sorrowfully.

***

The sadistic sexual acts continued for days.

Morning, noon, evening, even during meals or sleep, the man would barge into her bedroom whenever he pleased and use her mouth, breasts, or hands as he wished before leaving.

It was as if he was treating an object, not a person.

Day by day, Violetta became more lethargic and lost the light in her eyes. Before she knew it, not just her body but also her mind was becoming damp with the man’s white fluid.

“Ugh, urk…”

Violetta retched and clenched her fist. Just moments ago, a man had left her bedroom.

Day after day she endured humiliating acts, but the only resistance she could manage was to vomit the pale liquid filling her stomach after the man left. Each time she suppressed her anger, Violetta’s heart gradually burned black.

It was a day when this had been repeating for exactly a week.

Violetta suddenly thought.

‘I can’t live like this.’

Literally, she felt that if things continued this way, she wouldn’t survive.

Whatever that man’s purpose was, if time continued to pass meaninglessly like this, eventually she would be molded into what he wanted her to be.

That was essentially no different from death.

Her body would be alive, but her mind would be dead.

In reality, though only a week had passed, her mind was already pushed to its limits. At least, that’s how she felt.

Violetta sat curled up on the bed, staring blankly at the door leading outside.

It wasn’t far. Just a few steps away.

With those few steps, she could go outside.

But the psychological distance was different.

She still couldn’t forget what had happened on the first day she was confined to this room. It was that traumatic. The experience of being grabbed by soldiers and thrown into the room from her sanctuary.

Moreover, she wondered what meaning there would be in going outside.

This palace had already become the man’s playground.

Just as he had violated her personal maid the other day, it had become a place where he could grab and devour anyone passing by if he wanted.

Perhaps if she went outside, she would witness all women walking around completely naked. With that man’s perverted tendencies and abilities, it was entirely possible.

Violetta was deeply afraid of that. Leaving her lonely room to face a twisted sense of normalcy and society. In some ways, it was more frightening than being confined to a small room.

‘But…’

Nevertheless, she thought, she couldn’t live like this forever.

Hadn’t she been watching for an opportunity for a week? Every time the man left the room, she had repeated to herself dozens of times that she must escape this time, she must escape this time. She had always been looking for an opening, and somehow today, Viola, who always kept close watch on her, was not by her side.

The silence was long, and it took quite some time to turn thoughts into action. In any case, she succeeded in taking the first step.

Standing directly in front of the door, her heart pounded wildly. The door, which might be about two meters tall, felt as massive as the kingdom’s gate in her eyes.

‘The attempt is what matters. Proof that I haven’t given up yet…’

Violetta encouraged herself inwardly as she gathered her racing thoughts.

Click-

After much anguish, the doorknob she finally touched turned with disappointing simplicity.

With a small sound, the door opened, and at last she could see the corridor outside that had been cut off from her for so long. And…

‘Huh?’

Violetta unconsciously let out a questioning sound.

They were gone. The soldiers who should have been guarding outside were nowhere to be seen. Those cursed individuals who had given her a small trauma had disappeared.

Violetta’s heart began to pound fiercely once again. It was a heartbeat with a quite different meaning than when she had stood agonizing in front of the door.

Excitement, anxiety, and a feeling of ‘what if, perhaps.’ But Violetta was busy darting her eyes around, not knowing what to do.

She who once feared nothing had become so wretched in such a short time. To the point where she would look for someone’s gaze even when there were no watchful eyes…

‘…Alright.’

It took a long time to get up from the bed and stand in front of the door, and another long time to confirm there were no watchful eyes outside the door and make a decision. Nearly an hour had already passed just going through these two processes. She knew there was no more time to delay. If the man returned now, she would be in big trouble.

Violetta barely poked her head outside. There was no sign of anyone in the quiet corridor. She carefully took one step forward. Even when she had completely crossed the threshold, there was still no restraining hand.

She didn’t particularly rejoice. Having left the room, she began to move down the corridor, stepping so carefully that not even her footsteps could be heard.

Her hunched shoulders looked pitiful and unsightly. Compared to how she was until recently, she could be considered an entirely different person.

After walking for quite some time, she suddenly noticed a figure approaching from the opposite end of the corridor.

“…!”

Violetta froze in shock.

“What should I do?”

Should I turn back now? But would I get another opportunity like this?

While she stood frozen in indecision, the figure had already approached close enough for her to see their face, and only then could Violetta breathe a small sigh of relief.

The figure was her half-brother, Liam. Though they had a bitter relationship from childhood, constantly fighting over succession rights, Violetta had never been so glad to see her half-sibling as she was now.

Liam was walking down the corridor, conversing with one of his close aides.

“His Majesty’s illness has been worsening lately. He might name his successor soon.”

“Then we should quickly settle matters and solidify your position.”

“Indeed. Objectively, I’m in the lead, but the margin is minimal. It’s a small enough difference that my other siblings could easily overtake me. I’m especially worried about Violetta, that woman, who’s been nowhere to be seen lately…”

Violetta perked up her ears. They happened to be talking about her.

They probably hadn’t noticed her yet, being absorbed in their conversation. Violetta cleared her throat and carefully approached Liam.

“Brother.”

“Anyway, I really don’t understand. How did His Majesty’s condition progress so suddenly? Time was clearly on my side, but now I’ve suffered a great setback.”

“Well, there are rumors that the symptoms are quite different from his original illness… Could someone have used poison?”

“Brother…?”

“Watch your words. Poison? How dare you utter such ominous words in the palace? What if someone hears you? It’s just a baseless rumor, so don’t pay attention to it. If you’re not certain, don’t even mention it.”

“Ah, yes. I misspoke…”

“…”

Violetta closed her mouth. Liam and his aide brushed past her as if they couldn’t see her at all.

It was too unnatural to simply be a case of them not noticing her because they were focused on their conversation.

Had he decided to completely ignore her after always picking fights and causing discord?

But wasn’t this ignoring too natural? Even so, it didn’t make sense that there wasn’t even the slightest flinch.

No matter how hard she tried to interpret it optimistically and rationalize it, she couldn’t prevent a sense of unease from peeking out from a corner of her mind.

“No, it can’t be.”

Please, no.

Violetta continued walking down the corridor with a streak of anxiety.