[R18] King's Domination
Chapter 37: Reina’s Panties and Training

Chapter 37: Reina’s Panties and Training

"You’re cute when you’re embarrassed, Reina."

"Ugh..."

I shift my gaze to Reina’s waist.

Her healthy, flawless thighs are fully exposed, and at their end, I see simple white panties. They seem to be made of silk, glossy and erotic. Though plain, they have delicate flower embroidery.

"Beautiful and so well-made. As expected from Freesia Textiles," I say.

"T-Thank you," Reina replies.

The panties are tied with strings on both sides, adorned with cute butterfly knots. They’re what you’d call string panties.

"Tied with strings? That’s cute," I comment.

"Yeah, um, there’s no stretchy material here," she says.

Since this world doesn’t have elastic, all panties practically must be string panties. That’s great in its own way, but if there were elastic or something similar, fashion would have more variety.

"Wonderful," I say.

While praising her, I slip my hand between her thighs, feeling the texture of the panties from below.

"Eek! You can’t put your hand there!" Reina protests.

Ignoring her, I enjoy the sensation of the panties pressed against her thighs.

"Now show me the back," I say.

"Yes," she replies.

Still holding up her skirt, Reina turns to show her backside. Her cute hips, wrapped in silk, are presented before me.

I’m momentarily breathless, captivated by the alluring shape of her hips.

Just a few hours ago, I had the equally beautiful Laika turn and spread her pussy herself with both hands, but this feels different, totally another kind of excitement. It’s strange.

"How... how is it?" Reina asks.

"It’s cute and sexy. The best ass I’ve seen. Flawless, like a white peach, tempting me to take a bite. They’re firm, defying gravity, yet soft even without touching. Truly wonderful ass," I said drooling to taste her once.

"...T-Thank you for the compliments, but I was asking about the panties...." she says.

"Huh? Oh, right. They’re so beautiful I forgot," I admit.

I focused on the panties.

The silk, pulled by strings from three sides, forms a near-perfect triangle. The panties I provided as reference were mostly thongs, so these have more fabric. Still, compared to standard panties from my original world, they’re skimpy enough to count as sexy lingerie.

"Stick your ass out a bit more," I say.

"Ugh... you’re so mean, Master," Reina says, teary-eyed, but she wiggles her ass and cutely pushes them out. I gently stroke her hips over the panties, checking their texture.

"Wonderful. Freesia Textiles did a great job this time. These will definitely sell well," I say.

"Really?!" Reina’s voice is excited, even as I stroke her hips.

If I’m picky, the lack of elastic makes them a bit loose. They don’t have any hip-shaping function either. But Reina’s hips are so perfectly shaped, she doesn’t need it.

"You can put your skirt down now," I say.

"Okay," she replies.

Reina, looking relieved, lets go of her skirt, and it flutters down, hiding the panties.

She probably thinks the embarrassing orders are over. But the real embarrassment is just beginning.

"I want to hold them. Reina, take off your panties here," I say.

"What?!" Reina gasps, shocked by the new command after relaxing.

"Reina, this is an order from your master," I say firmly.

"...Sniff. Yes, Master," she replies.

Blushing, she slips her hands under her skirt and unties the strings of her panties.

Her shy movements are beautiful.

[Leve—]

Because of it, my level rises again, though I try hard to suppress the sound.

Using the word "Master" seems to make her obey anything. As expected from a maid.

"Here they are," she says, holding out the panties with both hands, tears in her eyes from embarrassment.

I take the panties and examine them closely.

Women’s panties, especially string ones, feel so flimsy in hand, just a small piece of silk. But knowing these protected Reina’s private parts fills me with excitement.

"Please... don’t look so much," Reina says, embarrassed.

"I have to look closely to know about its properties," I reply.

Wanting to tease her more, I bring the panties to my nose, pretending to sniff them.

"No, stop! Please, please!" Reina pleads, half-crying. Maybe I teased her too much.

I stop short of sniffing. To be clear, I’m not into smells or any fetish related to that.

"Are you embarrassed?" I ask.

"Y-Yes," she says.

"Is it because I’m looking at the panties you were wearing, or because you’re not wearing any now?"

"Both. It’s embarrassing to have my panties seen and to not be wearing any. It feels... breezy," she says.

"Perfect answer, Reina," I say, gently stroking her hair, praising her.

"Really?" she asks.

"Yes. Until yesterday, you didn’t wear panties under your skirt, right? You walked around town like that," I say.

"Now that you say it, that’s embarrassing too," she admits.

"Until yesterday, panties were just cloth to you," I add.

"Yeah, now that I think about it," she says.

"But recognizing them as ’embarrassing’ means you’ve learned a new culture. That’s wonderful," I explain.

"Is it?" she asks.

"Yes, and it means you’ve gained a new sense of ’shame,’" I say.

"It’s still embarrassing," she says, gripping her skirt tightly, blushing from her new no-panty shame. This opens up new possibilities, like enjoying her embarrassment over being panty-less.

"But these are well-made panties. Freesia’s seamstresses did a great job. They’ll definitely sell," I say.

"Yeah, everyone worked hard!" Reina says, smiling proudly as if it’s her own achievement, despite being totally defenseless down there.

"As the first pair from Freesia, I’ll keep these," I say.

"Nooo, give me back my panties!" she cries.

"I’ll make them a family heirloom. Or maybe donate them to a museum for everyone to see," I tease.

"No way!" she says, nearly crying again. Her face is cute, but I stop here.

"Sorry for teasing you. You’re just too cute, that I can’t hold back," I say, gently stroking her cheek as I apologize.

"...Okay," she nods, understanding, making an unintentional cute shy face.

I carefully fold the panties and tuck them into my jacket’s upper pocket like a handkerchief.

"Um... aren’t you giving them back?" she asks.

"Nope," I say.

"What?!"

"You’re going to take them off anyway. Let’s go to the bath," I say.

"...Okay," she replies.

I take Reina’s hand, and we head to the bath together.

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I hold Reina’s hand as we head to the bathroom.

Reina, without panties, holds her skirt’s hem nervously, looking embarrassed as she follows.

(Until yesterday, going without panties was normal for her. That’s huge progress.)

She’s gained a new sense of shame.

And as a man, appreciating both the beauty of underwear and the charm of going panty-less makes one a true gentleman.

"Let me undress you," she says.

In the changing room, Reina, like a proper maid, helps me undress. I try to return the favor by undressing her, but she unusually resists.

"It’s okay, I can do it myself," she says.

"No, I’ll do it," I insist.

I firmly undo her apron and remove her one-piece maid dress.

*Shine!*

Reina is now fully naked, like a baby doll. Of course, she’s not wearing panties, but her private area is visibly wet.

"Ugh, so embarrassing," she says in a faint voice, blushing.

She seems to have wanted to hide that she got wet from being teased by me.

"Don’t worry. I’m wet too. Look," I say as I point to the tip of dick.

"...It’s true. Men get wet too, huh?" she says.

"Yeah, because you’re so cute. I teased you too much, but my level went up," I say, emphasizing it’s part of my duties to cheer her up.

"Oh, that’s good then~♡," she says.

Still, getting wet from being teased suggests Reina might have a slight M side.

Checking her status this time, I see a new skill: "Tease-loving Soft M Girl (Lover Only)."

I might have caused a weird skill to appear again....

*Shsh! Shsh!*

Reina slowly makes foam with body soap, spreading it on my body and her boobs, then starts washing me. It feels like every few hours in this world, a girl washes me and my stress. What a great life it is.

"But I’m glad. You were a bit scary earlier," she says.

"Sorry. I think I was too mean," I admit.

Maybe making her show her panties and keeping them was too much.

"No, not the teasing in the living room. When you came back..." she says.

Oh, well. I was upset because of what happened at the brothel, and Reina noticed.

"Yeah, I thought you might ravish me roughly until the morning," she says.

"Sorry for making you feel like that," I say.

Well to be honest, I was really close to doing that.

"I’m confident in my stamina, and if it’s you, Master, I’d be okay, but it was a bit scary," she says.

"I’ll be careful from now on," I promise.

I’m glad I didn’t give in to lust.

"...Hey, was there a problem at the brothel?" she asks, touching on a topic I’d avoided for a while.

"Don’t worry, it’s all resolved. The girls at the brothel are behaving well now," I say.

"Oh, I heard a rumor that Laika’s group became really obedient," she says.

The women in this country spread rumors fast, even without phones or the internet.

"Do you know Laika?" I ask.

"Yeah, she’s a regular customer. She’s demanding, but her passion for fashion is unmatched in this country," Reina says.

That makes sense. Her group was stylish.

"Can I ask what method you used?" she asks.

It’s the question I least wanted to answer, but I don’t want to lie to Reina.

"I used a man’s... forceful approach," I say, softening it as much as possible.

Reina’s face turns bright red. She’s smart and probably figured out what I did.

I didn’t want her to hate me, but I also didn’t want to lie to her.

"Hehe, that’s why you had that scary face back then. So weird~" she says, giggling.

"Don’t laugh. I might be a bad guy," I say.

Even if it was necessary, I used methods like shady hosts or some kinda gangster.

"If you were really bad, you wouldn’t worry about it," she says.

"...I see," I reply.

Her words make me feel saved a little bit. Like the saying about evil people not realizing they’re evil.

"So you’re fine, Master. I’m not scared anymore," she says, smiling gently. Her smile always saves me.

Feeling relieved, a sudden wave of hot, magma-like lust surges and dick is fully erect in the next moment. We’re both naked, so it’s natural.

"You’re getting lively, huh? So weird," Reina says, happily looking at my "Excalibur."

After washing my body with foam, she kneels in front of me, just like this morning.

"Since you’re already hard, I’ll serve you with my breasts. You worked hard today, so I need to pamper you lots~♥," she says, looking at it.

That sounds great, but I have another idea.

"That’s nice, but I have another request," I say.

Let’s update her techniques.

"It’s a new service for the brothel, but it might be taboo in this world, so I want to try it with you first," I explain.

"Okay then, I’ll do it. What do I need to do?" she asks, agreeing before hearing the details.

Her radiant willingness shines in my eyes.