Profession, Merchant Volume 6 Chapter 10 (Patreon)

Chapter 10 – At Sea III

“I can’t remove the restraints, so I have no choice. How old are you?”

“I’m 21.”

“At 21, you’re already an adult. And you still can’t hold your urine?”

Of course, this is just sophistry.

The holy knight has been injected with a diuretic and is forced to bend in an uncomfortable posture by the restraints. Whatever courage she had, she would have little time to endure it especially in a position that makes you want to urinate.

Nevertheless, the holy knight contorted herself hard and endured it for quite some time.

“Hey. If it goes on like this, it’s really going to leak, isn’t it?”

“…!! ………”

She did not speak. If it continues like this, her bladder could become inflamed instead of leaking.

I sighed and put my hand on her white cotton trousers.

“Nah, what are you doing?”

“You can go to the toilet if you want.”

“R-really?”

The holy knight’s face brightened.

“Yes. But I can’t remove the restraints, so I’ll have to take them off for you. Your trousers that is.”

Th-That’s…”

“I can’t help it. I can’t take off the restraints. If you don’t like it, you can just tell me who your superiors are.”

“……”

“Or do you no longer need to go to the toilet?”

“No, please let me go to the toilet! I really can’t hold it any longer.”

“Then you’ll have to beg me to take your trousers off.”

“B-but that’s… you pervert…”

“No, no. I don’t care if you pee in your trousers here or in the toilet. But I won’t let you do anything else. Or rather, my pulling your trousers down here is already a sign of goodwill for all the trouble I’m going to take part in here. So why don’t you just agree for once, so we can get on with it?”

“Kuh.”

At first, “What kind of logic is that?” I have no idea what I am talking about, but in the end, it makes sense. But then again, it is possible for a conclusion to be completely wrong and still fit the logic.

“T-take my trousers off…”

“Why? Don’t you hate this pervert for taking them off for you?”

“Because I can’t take them off myself, so I want you to take my trousers off. Please.”

“Good. Now we’re talking.”

I unbuttoned the buttons of the Holy Knight’s white cotton trousers below her breastplate and unzipped them. Underneath, she was wearing skimpy pink lingerie, to my surprise, and, in contrast to her usual gallant appearance, girlish panties richly decorated with ribbons and embroidery.

“Hurry up, please. It’s about to come out!”

Her white cotton trousers were so tight that they clung to her hips and the flesh of her buttocks, making it difficult for them to come down.

“Sigh, I can’t help it then. I’ll cut your trousers off.”

Saying that, I take out a knife.

“Sorry, I have no choice.”

After cutting the cloth in a way that does not damage the skin, I cut off the lower half of the Holy Knight’s trousers until she is down to her pink underwear and boots. Her slender thighs gleam in the sunlight. Not wanting to get them dirty, I also took off her knightly cape.

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I carried the Holy Knight in a hug from her back, supporting her with my arms behind her knees as I moved her from the deck to the toilet. It was like carrying a human-sized white stuffed toy. The restraints made the space between the back of her thighs and her calves narrow, so it took a lot of effort to get my hand in, but it was necessary if I didn’t want to wet myself on my back, as I wasn’t intending to give her a piggyback ride. Also, in this position, even if she leaks in the middle, it doesn’t make any difference because I’m carrying her from behind, and she’s facing forward, so I feel safe.

Looking in from behind, I saw that the masculine but beautiful face of the holy knight was severely distorted by this humiliating position. Her great pride must have been shattered. But rather than that, I suspect ‘I have to pee’ is the dominant thought in her little head at the moment.

When I took her to the ship’s toilet and sat her down, the Holy Knight was like a cat taken by the scruff of the neck.

At the end of the day, I have to take off those pink panties. When I looked closely, I saw that they were embroidered with rose vines, which was very tasteful. The tag on the panties was turned upside down, lifelessly revealing their material composition, in contrast to its owner’s impending frustration as I pulled them down to her knees in one swift motion.

“You’re giving me a full view of a girl’s precious parts, you know that?”

“Ha, get out of here!”

yelled an angry holy knight.

Because I’m looking at the exposed female genitalia in full view.

“Wait a minute. I think I’ve done quite a lot for your need to go to the toilet. Don’t you have a say in such matters? Or are holy knights no longer taught to express their gratitude?”

“T-thank you very much, thank you very much, thank you very much…”

I left the toilet.

Back on deck alone, I put a cigarette in my mouth and tried to think about the situation.

But as expected, I didn’t seem to have any talent for torture. The way I pushed her was too linear and, above all, too lenient. I didn’t want to use violence or rape, so I thought I was being creative, but even I could see that I was missing another twist.

This time, let’s try torturing her from a different angle.

When I brought the holy knight back on deck, she seemed to regain some of her energy.

“Please… at least let me wear something.”

True, the knight was dressed in a very… awkward way at the moment. The upper half of her body was clad in the white and gold breastplate of a knight, but the lower half, down to her knees, completely exposed her girlish region, and beyond that, she wore only boots on the ends of her long legs.

“But I tore your trousers, didn’t I? You can no longer wear that thing.”

“Then, at least put back my underwear.”

I see. Her underwear was still up to her knees. The poor thing was trying to pull her knickers up by wiggling her bare bottom.

“I can’t help it then.”

Saying that, I gave the holy knight’s body a push and knocked her down.

“W-what are you doing!?”

The Holy Knight immediately regained her usual defiant attitude. But with this method of restraint, once she falls down, she can’t get up like an upturned turtle. What’s more, when I stomped my foot on her shoulder, she immediately lowered her eyebrows, unable to assume any position other than lying beneath my feet!

“You want me to pull your pants up when you just peed? Even I know you have to clean the girl’s precious parts first. It’s unhygienic.”

“N-no need to do that, thank you.”

“No, no, that won’t do. A proud holy knight shouldn’t be so dirty. I don’t want you to catch a disease from poor hygiene. When you pee, you wipe it up first, and only then you put undies on. That’s the rule. Even little girls know that.”

As I said this, I took out a squirt gun.

“Don’t worry. I’ll just wash it off with this.”

“B-but that’s embarrassing!”

“I won’t tell anyone, don’t worry. Here, open your legs.”

I shoot a jet of water from the squirt gun at the knight girl’s cherubic region.

“Hyaaan~”

That’s surprising. So this woman can also make such sounds. Let’s do it again.

Squirt.

“Hyaaan~! S-something… isn’t right. My heart… it’s pounding hard in my chest… hyaaa! This is weird, it feels weird!”

Well, of course, it would be weird.

Because the contents of this squirt gun are not just water, but a liquid aphrodisiac.

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