Emily started whispering something in Naeku's ear, too soft now for even Erik to hear, as they were out of his omnisense range. All the while, Emily's eyes never left Erik's, who stared back curiously.

In her eyes, he saw the chaotic, wild, excitement-filled devotion and servility he was used to from her. Despite being similar in practice, it was a very different look from the ones he would get from Nora and Anne.

For Nora and Anne, their service to him had become a part of their core being. It was something they needed—something they couldn't do without anymore. They served him because he gave them something that, in their mind, they couldn't get anywhere else. This was a look he didn't want from his wives, as it was a little cold and loveless.

Fortunately, it was different for Emma and Emily. As Emily whispered in Naeku's ear, Erik spent a moment reflecting on his relationship with these two sisters as he dived deep into the emotions he felt from his bond with Emily.

Emma served as his maid-wife out of love and a pure, deep-seated desire to take care of the man she loved. Yes, she loved bondage, but that was merely a kink. Yes, they both fell under a general umbrella of natural submissiveness, but her role as a maid was pure love, and the bondage was just sex.

Emily loved him as well, but she served out of sexual excitement—for the pure perverse aspect of it all—and also because she didn't fully trust herself to maintain control of her worst impulses.

Basically, the reason she loved their relationship was for exact moments like this one… The idea of corrupting or enslaving another woman and getting them to serve Erik alongside her was incredibly thrilling to her. From the moment she'd unleashed her spell on Naeku, she'd been dripping between her legs.

In fact, her personal fantasies only got worse from there. A part of her wanted to simply go out into the street, enslave a handful of the most beautiful women she could find, and then have her master do as he liked with them… but she knew Erik would never allow that—and that was another reason she loved him.

Many of her most perverse fantasies came from the time she'd spent corrupted, and it was a constant conflict within herself. Morally, she didn't want to do things like that, but it was hard to resist the desire… and that was where Erik came in—or, rather, the unshakeable trust she had in him.

His domination; his discipline; his punishments, as well as her own desire. All of these had conditioned her mind deeper and deeper into total submission, until a point where she no longer had to worry about the most evil of her fantasies, because her conditioning wouldn't allow her to do any of that without Erik's permission. Visit My Virtual Library Empire (NovelBin) for more.

It gave her peace…. But right now, right here, with both Erik and Naeku's permission, she could live out a part of her fantasies without hurting anyone, and it felt so, so, good. So good, in fact, that right now, when Erik hadn't even touched her yet, she was already on the verge of orgasm.

Of course, Erik knew all these things, as Emily had confided in him many times in the past, and right now, he felt them all reflected in their bond. To have such a corrupted woman under his control excited him in any number of ways, and his dick had been rock hard for a while now.

On his left and right sides, Astrid and Elora also watched this moment with fascination. Elora mainly because, in many ways, she wasn't that different from Emily, and this excited her, too. Her eyes shone with lust as she watched Emily work.

Astrid, however, wasn't sexually excited by this, but she did smile warmly. Despite their recent threesome where she got Emily to call her mistress, the two of them actually had a strong friendship, mainly based around the two pillars of a friendly rivalry, and their love for Erik.

Thus, Astrid wasn't ignorant of Emily's struggles. She knew what a cathartic, sexually satisfying moment this must be for Emily, and that made her happy for her friend.

As these thoughts passed through their three minds, Emily was done whispering in Naeku's ear and stepped away from her with a wide grin. "Did you get that? Are you ready?"

"Y— Yes… Mistress…" Naeku muttered, her tone still absent-minded, her eyes still hazy and unfocused, but not emotionless.

Without another word, Naeku disappeared what little cloth still covered her body until only the elegant choker around her neck was left. Yet, the wording on it now read 'Bad Princess'. Apparently, she could change the text on it.

Then, slowly, she began to crouch down. At this point, Erik could feel anxiety, reluctance, and hesitation from their bond, but it was drowned out by lust, excitement, and curiosity. Her emotions were a chaotic mess, but they were all muted and unable to resist Emily's orders.

So, he let things go on and felt increasingly excited by Naeku's apparent willingness.

Meanwhile, Naeku was already crouching down, sitting on her haunches and balancing on her toes, before spreading her legs wide to expose her dripping sex, straightening her back, and folding her hands behind her head.

"M— Master…" she muttered, still absent-minded. "I've been… a bad princess. I dared to… keep my clothes on… when you clearly wanted to use my body. P— Please punish me…"

A smirk spread across Erik's lips. He knew she was just following Emily's orders, but his bond with her told him she wasn't actually all that opposed to these words. It wasn't a big surprise to him, either, as he'd already realised long ago that she had some masochism inside her.

"Hehe, good girl!" Emily snickered excitedly, before quickly turning to Erik and following Naeku's example.

"Master!" she declared with lustful excitement, after crouching down, spreading her legs, and interlocking her hands in the same as Naeku had done. "I threatened an ally's wife without your permission earlier. Please punish me!"

As soon as she declared her reason for punishment, Erik actually felt a burst of glee and excitement from Naeku, as even in her current state, she clearly wanted Emily to be punished for that.

Naturally, Erik was perfectly happy to fulfil their wishes. Yet, to remain in character, he continued fondling Elora and Astrid's bodies and smirked derisively at the two crouching young women. "Hmpf, such greedy wives I have… Fine. Crawl over here, and perhaps I'll deign to punish you."

Emily's grin instantly widened. She wasted no time in falling to her knees and crawling to him, hastily followed by Naeku, whose previously blank face actually showed a small smile now…