Duchess's benefits

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Chapter 1
"Oh, look, isn't that... isn't that Mrs. Manto?"
"That's right, that's First Lady Lena. Look at that gorgeous dress she's wearing, isn't it the prototype that Master Signer showcased at the press conference this year? My goodness, only Mrs. Manto's perfect figure... and that elegant gait... could be worthy of wearing such a perfect piece, right?"
"Indeed, that dress, in pursuit of the most perfect curves, requires a 15-inch waist to fit into. Even among girls who start corseting from a young age, how many can achieve such a tiny waist? Even if they succeed, their figure is still out of shape. How can anyone have such perfect body lines as Mrs. Lena?"
"So, this dress was completely custom-made for Mrs. Lena?"
"It can only be said that Mrs. Lena is just too perfect. If only I could be lucky enough to see her face under the veil..."
"Yes, yes. Unfortunately, since three years ago, she has never removed her veil in public again, and we newcomers to the capital will never see her again."
"Sigh..."
Listening to the whispers of the people by the roadside, the Duchess sighed inwardly. Things were completely different from what they thought...
With the elegant steps of a model lady, Lena returned to the Duchess's mansion.
"Welcome back, Lady Lena," the maid who opened the door greeted respectfully.
"Phew... finally I can take this damned hat off... This veil is too thick, I can't see anything with it on. Here, hold this for me, Lily."
The maid chuckled, "Isn't that all your fault, Lady Lena? If it weren't for you..."
Lena glared at her coldly, and the maid didn't finish her sentence. However, she still wore a smiling expression. Ah, these brats are all so spoiled!
Removing the hat from her head, which was attached to the veil, Lena finally revealed her true face.
Surprisingly, hidden beneath the mask was not the stunning beauty rumored to be breathtaking, but a somewhat strange face. A gleaming metal mask covered her entire face below the eyes. Near her mouth, a slightly different-colored ring suggested that the central part of the ring could be removed, and her voice emanated from within this ring.
Judging from her exposed, watery eyes, the woman hidden beneath the metal mask was indeed the beautiful woman of legend; otherwise, she couldn't have become a duchess.
And on her forehead, the enormous pear-shaped pink diamond set between her brows confirmed that she was indeed Lady Lena, the Duke's most beloved concubine—a gift from the Duke on their first wedding anniversary. This 30-carat giant pink diamond, recently exhibited at this year's exhibition by the Empire's largest jeweler, the Gordon Merchant Guild, had been cut and designed by the Duke's sister, one of the Empire's most renowned jewelry designers, Sylvie Mantor. It featured a base made of platinum and titanium alloy, surrounded by two concentric rings of small white diamonds. This design not only transformed it from a simple ornament into a beautiful work of art, but also eliminated the possibility of the ornament causing harm to the Duchess after it was set.
Lena, having removed her veil, went with her maid to a room not far from the main entrance. According to the rules of the Duke of Manteau's mansion, his wives were not allowed to wear clothes at home unless someone was a guest or he requested it. Therefore, to facilitate the wives' return home after going out, the Duke's mansion had converted the room closest to the main entrance into a private room. However, in reality, it wasn't used very often; among the wives, only the First Lady Lena and the Third Lady Vivian had few opportunities to go out.
With the maid's help, Lena laboriously removed the designer gown. This classic European court dress, with its fitted waist, high bust, and huge bell-shaped skirt with steel frame, although exceptionally gorgeous and perfectly accentuating a woman's figure, was anything but pleasant to wear, whether it was the pressure the fitted waist placed on the internal organs or the astonishing weight of the layers of skirt and the steel frame.
Even the seasoned Lena felt a sense of relief after removing the gown, letting out a joyful sigh from the strange speaker hidden in the center of the mask.
With the dress removed, the beautiful body concealed beneath was breathtaking. What kind of divine favor must the Creator have bestowed upon such a perfect creation? Her large, full breasts, firm and proud even without any support, her exquisitely slender waist, her pert and rounded buttocks, and her long, straight legs, faintly visible through her crystal high-heeled boots…
But strangely, neither the lower edge of the strange mask on Lena's face nor the upper edge of her crystal boots seemed to protrude from her skin; their surfaces were flush with Lena's skin. Even more perplexing was that Lena seemed… to have no nipples?
The maid, clearly unfazed, hung Lena's dress on the rack and asked, "Madam, would you like to turn off the mimicry mode?"
"Turn it off. It feels strange having it on."
The maid nodded, took a small tablet from her pocket, and tapped it a few times.
Immediately, a wondrous change occurred to Lena. Her exposed skin gradually lost its translucent white, transforming into a metallic silver-white. Upon closer inspection, starting from her mask, her entire neck, torso, and upper thighs were completely enveloped in a seamless metallic garment. On the surface of this garment, countless rose and vine patterns were clearly visible, extending from a crest engraved on her body, forming a "V" shape that covered part of her abdomen and completely concealed her sides. Two roses bloomed passionately on her shoulders, their stems converging at her back to form a massive flower, its diameter exceeding the width of her back.
The rest of her body was equally impressive; her arms and the gap between her metallic garment and crystal boots were covered by a thin, translucent membrane. Any movement caused her limbs, encased in this magical material, to shimmer brilliantly under the bright light. Even after
years as Lena's personal maid, she felt a deep sense of awe whenever she saw this scene—it was simply breathtaking. Only a few of Duke Manto's favorites, including Lena herself, could possess such beautiful adornments.
Lena's metallic garment, the gloves attached to it, and the part covering her thighs were all made of a metallic-like substance called "carbon crystal." This substance exhibits many amazing properties. For example, when it was first mined, the mining company, believing it had discovered a new substance, sent it for testing. They found that its atomic nucleus contained six protons, making it an isotope of carbon, yet it exhibited a metallic structure. The underlying principle remains unsolved.
Its density and hardness are low, making it very easy to mine and process. However, after a period of time, it was discovered that this material began to gradually change. From being cut directly from the ore to becoming indestructible, only forty-eight hours elapsed. After this transformation, neither large industrial cutting machines nor barrages of machine gun fire could harm it in the slightest. This property makes carbon crystal the perfect armor material. A powered armor with a carbon crystal coating is a terrifying demon on the battlefield, inspiring despair in all who attack it; while inner armor made of carbon crystal wafers is the best talisman for the most precious nobles.
Due to its exceptional versatility, coupled with its exclusive production within the Duchy of Manto and the requirement for immediate mining upon processing, carbon crystal has consistently commanded high prices, making it one of the Duchy's most crucial strategic resources.
Unbeknownst to many, the majority of this strategic resource's annual production is used by the Duke for his wives…
such as Lena's carbon crystal corset called "Rose."
The torso of "Rose" is entirely made of pure carbon crystal. Freshly mined carbon crystal is delivered to the Duke's mansion within three hours and then directly shaped and assembled onto the Duchess's body. By incorporating a small amount of the Empire's most advanced nanobots, the color exhibited during shaping can be controlled, resulting in the exquisite rose patterns on the corset. Finally, by pre-inputting Lena's holographic scan information into these nanobots, the corset can mimic her original skin texture when needed.
The arms and the areas between the carbon crystal corset and the crystal boots, while also carbon crystal products, are somewhat different. Everyone knows about the extremely high hardness of solidified carbon crystal, but few know that by mixing it with graphite and titanium in a certain proportion and employing specific techniques, a fibrous material with entirely different properties and a wider range of applications can be obtained.
This fiber is a gem-like material similar to diamond, possessing extremely high transparency and refractive index, and has a softness comparable to synthetic fibers used in clothing, making it very easy to process. At the same time, it retains solidification properties similar to pure carbon crystal; after a certain period, these woven fibers will slowly condense into a whole, possessing indestructible properties, while its hardness will only change very slightly. For someone wearing this composite carbon crystal fabric, it would be like their clothing changing from an ordinary polyester shirt to a slightly cumbersome latex garment. As for the mimicry function, simply pour two pre-inputted holographic data nanobots onto the fiber before it solidifies, and you're done; there's no need to add them beforehand during synthesis.
However, this technology is currently only being used on a few of the Duke's wives, and only a small group of trusted people within the Duke's household know about it. Otherwise, if the Emperor of the Empire found out, even though he has always been wary of Duke Manto's power and dared not be too forceful towards him, he would definitely use all his power this time to at least force the Duke to hand over the formula for this fiber, and incidentally double the royal family's annual carbon crystal quota. This kind of thing is a treasure that those cowardly royal members who are unwilling to wear cumbersome armor when going out would fight tooth and nail for.
The maid glanced at Lena enviously. Only this Duke was willing to use these technologies only on his wives, instead of using them on those grand dukes who were always thinking about expanding their territories and only knew how to use all the good things for their own military equipment. Sigh... if only she could have a husband like that.
Lena glanced at the somewhat dejected maid and chuckled, "What's wrong, envious?"
The maid quickly replied, flustered, "No, no, how could I dare..."
"Alright, I don't care, no need to be so apprehensive. And speaking of this set I'm wearing..." Lena's voice suddenly softened, "Master is developing different types of carbon crystal fibers. These fibers only need a carbon crystal content of 3% or more to exhibit excellent curing properties. Once formed, they are impossible to destroy, only the transparency and refractive index aren't as good, so they don't look as pretty. The 90% carbon crystal content of mine is actually a bit of a waste of materials."
"How is that a waste of materials? It's the Duke's lavish spending on you, a symbol of his love for you!"
"Hehe, otherwise why would I follow him so devotedly? By the way, once Master finishes developing the new fiber, I'll have him make you a full-body, form-fitting carbon crystal fiber suit, okay?"
The maid froze, "You...you mean it..."
"Of course it's true!"
"That's wonderful, thank you, Lady Lena!" Overjoyed, the maid immediately knelt down, wanting to kiss Lena's boots. This was the highest form of courtesy from a subordinate to a superior in the empire. For someone like the maid, who wasn't a slave, this gesture symbolized offering her freedom and life to her master.
Lena quickly helped her up, scolding her slightly, "What are you doing? You've been my personal maid all these years. People and pets develop feelings for each other after spending a lot of time together, let alone a maid who has served me so well. It's only right that I try to get you some benefits."
The maid looked grateful and was about to say something when another maid knocked on the door and said, "Madam Lena, the Third Madam requests your presence in the study."
Lena nodded, said goodbye to the profusely thanking maid, and followed the maid who had come to inform her to the study with graceful steps.
Chapter Two
"Ah, the mansion is too big, which isn't good either. Sometimes it's too far to go somewhere!"
The maid leading the way also gave a slight wry smile. This ducal mansion was rebuilt by the current Duke of Manto when he was ennobled, demolishing the original marquis's residence. The first floor alone was over ten thousand square meters in size, not to mention it was a three-story manor-style building! The room and study were not only on opposite floors, one on the first floor and the other on the second, but also right across from each other in the house… After walking back and forth like this, the maid was practically on the verge of collapse.
“Oh dear, I’d better urge Fourth Sister to hurry up and make a few of those magnetic levitation cushions for us to use, otherwise walking around in such high heels every day is exhausting,” Lena muttered to herself.
The maid said, “A pair of crystal boots made from a single piece of the purest prismatic crystal, hollowed out, polished, and cut, is something only someone as favored by the Duke as you would have the chance to receive. I didn’t expect you to complain about how uncomfortable they are. If the Duke knew, he would be heartbroken.”
Lena’s good temper was well-known among the servants in the mansion, so over time, the more lively ones spoke to Lena quite casually, and it wasn’t the first time they had teased her. She enjoyed this relaxed and unrestrained atmosphere. Of course, if the Duke himself or the strict Third Madam were present, they wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous, otherwise they might be sent to the mansion's toilet or even the training grounds for punishment.
Lena snorted at the maid's words and said, "He actually hopes I'll suffer a bit, otherwise why would he have these crystal boots with such high heels permanently fixed! You don't know, the inside of these crystal boots was hollowed out using a very precise laser cutting machine, based on a holographic model of my legs after wearing carbon crystal stockings, simulating what I would look like wearing 15cm high heels. There's only about a millimeter of space left inside. It took a lot of effort to get my ankles in. If it weren't for the slightly larger gap around the ankle, and the fact that I used a lot of volatile special lubricant..." The lubricant was so thick I'd probably blister my feet and still not be able to squeeze it in. And once I did, it got stuck at the ankle, and the lubricant had mostly evaporated, making it incredibly difficult to take the boots off. But that wasn't enough; he then poured a liquefied crystal liquid, liquefied under high-frequency vibration, into the boots. Once the liquid dried, it essentially made the boots and my carbon crystal stockings a single unit. Originally, my carbon crystal stockings, like my gloves, were part of this carbon crystal suit and impossible to remove. Now, these crystal boots have also become part of this integrated gear, impossible to take off, making walking a real ordeal.
The maid smiled, "These boots are so beautiful, and the high heels make a girl's legs look even longer. Combined with your already perfect leg shape, you'll look absolutely stunning in them. His Excellency the Duke is thinking of you, wanting you to be the most beautiful and charming noblewoman. So please don't complain."
"He doesn't care what others think. Otherwise, he wouldn't have put this mask on me."
Speaking of the mask, Lena was clearly a little resentful. For a woman as stunningly beautiful as her, how could she not feel resentful when her beautiful face could never be shown to the world, and she was forced to wear a mask, looking quite strange?
But she also understood that it was because the Duke wanted her beauty to belong only to him, and no one could take it away. This almost obsessive possessiveness, in a way, was a manifestation of the Duke's favoritism towards her.
The maid turned to look at Lena, who was wearing the strange mask, and finally asked the question that had been bothering her for so long: "Madam Lena, since you dislike this mask so much, why don't you activate the mimicry mode? That way, people can see your face again, right?"
If Lena weren't wearing this annoying mask, she would probably be giving a helpless, bitter smile. She reached out and touched the equipment on her face. Although the carbon crystal gloves completely blocked her sense of touch, she knew that the surface of this thing was incredibly smooth, without a single gap. Only when her master wanted to use her own mouth to serve him would she use an encrypted remote control with his biometric information to remove the gag that matched the mask, and then forcefully insert herself into her modified mouth, enjoying the wonderful experience brought by the moist, slippery flesh and the incredibly flexible little tongue.
As she pondered, Lena suddenly felt a surge of desire rising within her. Her mind was filled with images of her master's large penis blatantly inside her mouth, and a hint of spring gradually appeared in her alluring eyes...
The inexperienced maid, of course, couldn't tell what was going on with Lena, simply assuming she was lost in thought. Logically, servants should tactfully refrain from disturbing her at such a time. However, since the Third Madam had told Lena to hurry over, and she was certain Lena wouldn't punish her, she mustered her courage and walked to Lena's side, whispering, "Madam Lena, what's wrong?"
Lena, suddenly regaining her composure, saw the maid's innocent gaze and felt a little embarrassed, quickly replying, "Nothing, nothing. What were we talking about?"
"Let's talk as we walk. Although I don't know what it is, the Third Madam seems quite anxious." The maid gestured for Lena to follow, then jogged a few steps ahead before saying, "We were talking about why you didn't activate the mask's mimicry mode."
"Well… that's because this mask doesn't have a mimicry mode! My wicked master deliberately didn't add any mimicry-enabled nanobots when making the mask, just to prevent anyone from seeing my face. Ah, I'm so pitiful to have such a master."
The maid chuckled softly. Although Lena said this, her tone clearly carried a sweet "I can't help it, it's all because he loves me so much" feeling, which made Lena chuckle.
As they talked, they unknowingly arrived at the study door. Upon entering the Third Madam's territory, the maid quickly abandoned the casual tone she used with Lena, reverting to the professional maid rigorously trained by the Imperial government. She pushed open the study door with impeccable form, announcing in her clear voice, "Third Madam, the First Madam has arrived."
"Hmm, remember to close the door. Then go and brew me a cup of black tea. I want this year's new small-leaf tea from Leilan County, the one the Marquis of Leilan's wife sent the other day. Don't get it wrong," a cool voice came from inside. The maid playfully stuck out her tongue at Lena, then gently closed the door and quietly left.
Lena sat down on the sofa in front of the desk and sighed, "I really envy you, still able to enjoy tea. I used to love small-leaf black tea the most, but unfortunately I can't drink it anymore."
At the other end of the desk, a pretty woman with a golden ponytail put down her stylus and revealed a mischievous smile: "I recently invited my former court pastry chef back to the manor. He's best at making your favorite butterfly cookies~"
Lena wasn't angry at her malicious smile, but shook her head and said, "If the servants saw this scheming side of you, Melissa, you'd lose all your dignity."
“That’s why I sent Lulu away,” the Third Madam, Melissa, whom Lena called Melissa, said nonchalantly. “Besides, it’s tiring to keep a long face all day. You’re so free, but I have half the country’s affairs weighing on my shoulders! Master has been researching some strange things these days, so everything has fallen on me. I’m so busy.”
Lena chuckled, “You’re just being a busybody. The title ‘Female Prime Minister’ Melissa Manto isn’t just for show. And if Lord Manto weren’t uninterested in the throne, with our country’s military, it wouldn’t be impossible to make you an ‘Empress’!”
Melissa’s face hardened. “Lena, you can’t say things like that. You’re now the First Madam of Duke Manto. Every word and action of yours is being watched by countless people. If this gets out, the entire empire will be in turmoil because of you.”
“I know, I know, I won’t say it.” Lena said this, but she was still somewhat unconvinced. After all, while His Majesty isn't exactly a tyrant, his abilities and methods are limited. Maintaining Chengdu is already difficult enough, let alone expanding the empire. If Melissa were to truly rule, it would probably be a good thing for the empire.
However, these matters are not what she needs to consider. Lena put aside these trivialities and asked, "So what did you call me here for? Lulu said you seemed quite anxious."
"Oh, actually it's about my second sister. She... finally took that step."
"No way!" Lena's voice immediately became extremely surprised. "When did this happen?" "
Three days, which means... forty-eight hours have passed."
Forty-eight hours is exactly the time required for carbon crystal solidification. Melissa's implication was that what had happened to her second sister, the Duke Manto's second wife, was now irreversible.
Seeing Lena's incredulous look, Melissa said, "Let's go see her."
Because of the carbon crystal constrictor that perfectly fitted her neck and jaw, Lena's head could only remain level, looking straight ahead. At most, she could slightly raise her head after opening the latches between the three movable carbon crystal pieces at the back of her head (this was, of course, a design to allow the Duke to better enjoy Lena's oral cavity). Therefore, Lena couldn't make a nodding motion. So she simply hummed in agreement and walked towards the door.
Once outside, she was about to turn back and have Melissa lead the way. To her surprise, Melissa's appearance also seemed a little off.
"Is this also..." her voice was uncertain. Melissa was wearing a traditional garment from the Eastern Ancient Empire, a cheongsam. However, the design of this cheongsam was somewhat strange. Although cheongsams usually had straight collars, the high collar of Melissa's, reaching almost to her chin, was something Lena had never seen before. The exaggeratedly tight waistline and the tiny opening at the bottom of the cheongsam, barely wide enough for Melissa's legs to peek out, made the cheongsam, while conforming to the characteristics of a cheongsam in every detail, seem a bit too exaggerated.
"That's the problem." Melissa nodded almost imperceptibly. There was no way around it; restricted by the high collar, she was no better off than Lena, whose neck was bound, and her head couldn't make any significant movements.
Just then, the maid who had gone to make tea returned with a tray of freshly brewed black tea. She instructed the maid to place the tea in the study and then deactivated the mimicry mode on her body, allowing Lena to see the cheongsam's true form.
As the nanobots fused within the carbon crystal, controlled by a remote, deactivated their color simulation programs one by one, entering a dormant mode, the sea-blue patterns on her cheongsam began to fade slowly, like the receding tide, revealing its original silvery-white hue.
"Right after I settled things with my second sister, Master helped me put on this carbon crystal cheongsam. It's made of carbon crystal silk, similar to your gloves and stockings, so it has a softness similar to fabric. However, a new type of magnetic nanorobot is used at the waist and knees. It possesses mimicry capabilities and can generate a strong magnetic field within a very small area, allowing for localized hardening of the carbon crystal silk equipment under program control. This means that if Master doesn't grant me access, I can only sit in the study and peacefully help him with government affairs, and I can't move around."
Melissa's expression was noticeably resentful at the end. Originally, she had Level 1 freedom permission, just like Lena, but now that permission seemed to have become useless. Constantly wrapped in a cheongsam that was fixed in a sitting position, was she supposed to go shopping in this half-squatting posture?
"When Master granted you access, you could still move around normally, right? It wasn't that bad, was it?"
"Don't even mention it! Look at the opening at the very bottom of my cheongsam. I can only move about seven or eight centimeters at most with each step. And did you notice the openings on both sides below my knees?"
"Yeah, I noticed them earlier. They seem to be locked with chains?"
"Yes, Master is so mean. He could have just left an opening properly, but he had to put chains on it. It's only a few centimeters long, and he used four chains, each only three centimeters long, to secure it on each side. That defeats the purpose of the opening! And he also said that once the magnetic levitation cushion for transportation is developed, he'll put me in the same gemstone high heels as you. Coincidentally, the Imperial Auction House recently acquired a very suitable piece of Tanzanite rough, and Master has already decided to bid for it. After I put them on, he'll sew up all the openings on both sides of the cheongsam. That way, I'll completely lose the ability to walk and can only move around using the transportation cushion."
Lena chuckled with a hint of schadenfreude. Hearing her laughter, Melissa said irritably, "Don't be so smug now. Do you think Master has been dumping all this work on me these past few days? He's designing a similar straitjacket for you!"
Lena's laughter abruptly stopped.
Chapter Three
"So beautiful," Lena murmured.
Before her and Melissa stood a life-sized angel statue. The entirely silver-white statue shone brilliantly under the spotlights above. At first glance, its surface appeared to be ordinary metal, but under the lights, it subtly gave off a translucent quality—a characteristic of high-purity carbon crystal.
Every detail of the statue was clearly meticulously crafted: the lifelike expression on its face, the perfectly natural lines of its body, every feather on its wings—every detail was handled to perfection. It was less a statue and more a fine crystal work of art.
Lena stared at the statue for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Second Sister, is that you?"
Melissa shook her head. "It's no use, she can't hear. Her body is completely encased in two centimeters of high-purity carbon crystal. If the external neural signal reading and writing device isn't activated, she'll be completely devoid of her five senses."
"So... she's permanently sealed inside like this?"
"Yes. Second Sister begged Master for a long time. As a jewelry designer, she always wanted to be made into her best work, but Master couldn't bear to part with her. However, in the end, Master couldn't resist her pleas and fulfilled her wish as soon as the consciousness projection device was developed. This crystal statue was entirely designed by Second Sister herself, and Master personally carved the outer shell, resulting in this perfect work of art. Sigh... now that you mention it, I'm a little envious."
"Won't Second Sister's body have problems inside?" Lena asked with concern.
“No, Second Sister’s body has undergone sophisticated modifications. Her digestive, excretory, and even endocrine systems are now completely controlled by a highly efficient computer system. She only needs to regularly ingest nutrient solutions formulated by the computer based on her physical condition to ensure her survival and maintain a fixed body shape. There’s absolutely no need to worry about her health.”
“But isn’t her body completely sealed inside the carbon crystal shell? I didn’t see any pre-installed pipes. How is she supposed to ingest nutrient solutions?”
Melissa grinned mischievously and said, “Come with me.”
The two walked behind the statue. Lena looked in the direction Melissa was pointing and was immediately shocked: the statue’s rear end was a huge, bright red hole! It turned out that Second Sister’s body wasn’t completely sealed inside the thick carbon crystal shell. Instead, a chrysanthemum opening, stretched wide by a slightly inward-deepening carbon crystal wall, was exposed to the air. Lena could clearly see her anus trembling slightly, and there was an unknown viscous liquid inside, reflecting a lewd sheen under the light. If it weren't for the carbon crystal mask covering her face, she would probably be blushing with embarrassment.
“This…this…how could Master come up with such an embarrassing design! Poor Second Sister!”
Melissa shrugged. “There’s nothing we can do about it. Second Sister agreed to it herself. Master originally wanted to make things difficult for her and discourage her, but who knew she would agree so readily? And what’s more embarrassing is yet to come!”
“What! There’s an even more embarrassing design?”
“Don’t make such a fuss. You know Master’s mind is always full of all sorts of strange ideas.”
“That’s true…but I still feel a little sorry for Second Sister…”
“Master’s strange ideas often become our sisters’ source of amusement, right? Look at you, now if you were asked to take off this [Rose] outfit, you probably wouldn’t agree, right? You were clearly reluctant when you first put it on…”
“Alright, alright!” Lena knew she couldn’t win against Melissa, so she quickly changed the subject. “So what exactly is the design on Second Sister’s outfit?”
“Hmm…you know, a fountain was recently built in the manor, right?”
“Could it be…this statue is going to be placed on top of that fountain?”
“As expected of you, eldest sister! You understood as soon as I said it. That’s exactly what Master was thinking.”
Lena exclaimed, “But… Second Sister’s back door is exposed! Wouldn’t everyone who comes to the manor see what she looks like?”
Melissa smiled mysteriously. “Master wouldn’t allow outsiders to see his precious wife! Actually, her back door is covered up!”
Lena thought for a moment. Covered up? Master wouldn’t add a partition or anything like that to the back door, otherwise he wouldn’t have left such an opening. But what could possibly cover the back door of a statue at the top of a fountain?
“Ah! I know! Did Master design a fountain that sprays water upwards to cover part of the statue, so others can’t see Second Sister’s back door? Right?” Lena said smugly, thinking this was the only possible answer.
Unexpectedly, Melissa shook her head. “It’s close, but still not right.”
"Let me just tell you directly. Second Sister's little chrysanthemum is actually the fountain's outlet! Inside her carbon crystal shell, there are six water pipes that insert into her abdominal cavity from the side and connect to her anus. Once the statue is installed, these pipes will connect to the fountain's pump at the base, drawing water into these pipes, which will then spray out from Second Sister's anus... No one can see Second Sister's little chrysanthemum through that water flow, right? Of course, there's actually a micron-thick layer of ultra-thin carbon crystal protecting Second Sister's rectum. This is partly to keep her anus open and partly to prevent the cold water from damaging it." "Intestine, the master is actually quite considerate.
However, he has a particularly cunning design: he installed a ring of cameras around the fountain's outer wall, then used an algorithm to convert the images captured by these cameras into a view from Second Sister's normal perspective, and then directly input it into her brain via a neural signal reading and writing device.
Not only that, in Second Sister's eyes, her body isn't surrounded by metallic carbon crystals, but rather encased in a transparent shell. So, in her view, everyone who enters the manor will see a naked woman encased in a crystal sculpture, with a jet of water spraying from her rear..."
Lena covered her face, unable to imagine that scene. This... this is too shameful!
But she couldn't help asking herself: If I were in that statue, how would I react?
The two stood there for a while longer. Melissa said, "Let's go check on Fourth Sister. Maybe she's come up with something new."
"Okay, I also want to urge her to finish that mobility cushion as soon as possible. Walking in these shoes is so painful!" Lena, embarrassed by the answer in her mind, just wanted to get away from the statue as quickly as possible. Ignoring the difficulty caused by her love-hate crystal high heels, she ran off. Melissa called out helplessly. Seeing that she didn't slow down, she pulled her cheongsam up a little higher, then hurried to catch up. As
they walked further and further away, the lights around the carbon crystal statue dimmed and went out one by one. When the last light went out, it dimmed for a moment, whether due to a system glitch or something else, but didn't go out completely. On the pedestal of the statue illuminated by this lamp, a line of text can be faintly seen:
【To my dearest sister, and also my second wife: Sivir Mantor】
Chapter Four.
The Duke of Mantor's residence, while employing a symmetrical design like most manor castles, differs from the wide, open layouts of most manors. Instead, the entire residence is built in a "回" (hui) shape. From the front, it appears no different from a typical manor castle, but only upon entering does one discover its hidden wonders.
In the central open space enclosed by the main castle, the Duke did not, in a rather clichéd manner, create a garden like most such buildings with an open central area. In his words, there is plenty of space within the manor to see a garden; building another one inside the house would be a waste. Of course, at the request of his wives, he did create a small pavilion surrounded by flowerbeds, serving as one of the ladies' afternoon tea spots.
However, this only occupies a small corner of this open space, larger than a standard football field. The remaining portion was divided among the Duke and several ladies with special needs.
For example, the swimming pool on the east side.
In the standard 50 by 25-meter pool, a beautiful blue-haired girl floated in the water, her fingers flying across the keyboard on a floating table like butterflies. Following her gaze, a massive, ultra-thin monitor, at least a hundred inches in size, stood on the edge, its game character launching fierce attacks against the monster in sync with the girl's movements.
"Finally, I can beat the game..." she thought to herself, but her hands didn't slow down at all, maintaining a fast and precise rhythm.
Just as she was concentrating on her game, a warm voice suddenly rang in her ears: "Hello, Phyllis! Long time no see!"
"Ah!" Startled by the sudden voice, she made a noticeable mistake, and her game character was grabbed by the monster's tentacles, losing its ability to resist.
Watching her character being mercilessly toyed with by monsters on the screen, and seeing that she could do nothing about it, she glared angrily at the girl: "Big sister! How many times have I told you not to jump around like that when I'm playing games? How many times has this happened now?!"
Lena's voice instantly changed from its previous energetic tone to an awkward chuckle, "Ah... well... hahaha... Phyllis, your new hairstyle is nice... hahaha..."
Behind Lena, Melissa, who had rushed over, arrived to find Phyllis glaring at Lena, while Lena was trying to change the subject.
As soon as Phyllis saw Melissa, she quickly swam to her side and said aggrievedly, "Third sister! Can you do something about big sister?! She always interrupts me just when I'm about to finish the game! How many times has this happened now?!"
If anyone else were standing on the shore at this moment, they would have noticed that the girl's lower body was actually a fish tail! Her entire body below the waist was completely covered in blue scales. Judging from her agile movements and swift speed as she swam, the fish tail had clearly been with her for some time.
"I...I didn't mean to!" Lena quickly waved her hands, looking completely innocent.
Melissa also felt a headache coming on. Thinking about her sisters: the eldest sister who acted like a lady in public but a child at home; the fourth sister, a quirky scientist who loved to bury herself in very subtle research; the fifth sister, a war maniac who was always causing trouble; the sixth sister, who spent all her time in the pool playing video games… and the only one besides herself who looked like a proper aristocratic lady, the second sister, who had sealed herself inside a statue!
Looking at these two sisters, who were like elementary school students arguing and then going to the teacher for judgment, Melissa felt an urge to cry.
But there was nothing she could do; they seemed to have already gotten used to the idea that "going to the third sister is always the right thing to do." Sometimes Melissa really felt she was letting down the outfit she wore, which her owner had privately named "Empress," and thought she might as well rename it "Seneschal" (Note 1).
She wanted to make a gesture of bowing her head and rubbing her forehead, but the hard, towering carbon crystal collar prevented her from doing so. Melissa had no choice but to take a deep breath to calm the chaotic thoughts that had just crossed her mind.
"Alright, alright, you two stop fooling around. Alice, is Fran in the lab?"
The little mermaid in the water shook her head. "As for Fran, I just saw her leaving the lab when I was having afternoon tea."
Lena looked at the three-tiered tart and black tea on the table floating on the water, her eyes filled with envy. To be honest, she had always envied her fifth sister. Ever since she was fitted with this terrible mask, everything related to her appetite had been gone, and she could hardly remember the taste of her favorite strawberry tart. Through the clear water, she could see Phyllis's full, enormous breasts swaying with her movements, the two tasseled nipple rings creating ripples in the water. But what about herself? All her sensitive areas were sealed by indestructible carbon crystals, leaving her to struggle endlessly. Her only remaining connection to the outside world was a fifteen-minute period of excretion every three days…
Melissa noticed Lena's somewhat strange look and asked, "What's wrong? Are you envious of Phyllis?"
Lena shook her head. "I wouldn't say envious. Everyone has their own difficulties."
She knew that although Phyllis seemed freer than them, she was the most tragic. This sister, who had only come to the Manto family a little over a year ago, lost most of the mobility in her legs due to an attack last year. For a lively and active girl, this was almost one of the greatest misfortunes. Although current technology could easily create prosthetics with almost the same mobility as her original legs after amputation, Phyllis didn't want her beautiful legs to become aesthetically unappealing industrial products.
Thus, her [mermaid] came into being.
After the accident, Phyllis's legs underwent a long period of rehabilitation treatment, barely regaining sensation and being able to move a little. Although walking was impossible, this range of motion was more than enough for controlling her fishtail.
After obtaining her consent, the surgery to install the fishtail began. Large doses of muscle softening agent were injected into her legs, making her ligaments incredibly flexible under the drug's influence. While it might sound cruel, this was necessary to better control the fishtail that was about to be installed.
Then, thick, soft gel was poured layer by layer onto her legs. The solidified gel made her legs appear as a single unit, and this gel, softer than latex, allowed her delicate, boneless legs sufficient mobility to freely use her fishtail.
Finally, the fishtail was installed: a thin layer of carbon crystal mesh wrapped around the girl's legs, which had become a single unit under the gel's effect. Fish scales, also made of carbon crystal, were neatly arranged on this mesh.
Because the gelatinous legs had some protrusions at the knees, the carbon crystal mesh's bendable yet non-deformable properties meant it could never be removed after installation.
At the waist, strange mesh lines were hidden beneath the fish scales, submerged under her skin. These mesh lines were connected to small thrusters hidden beneath her fish scales. These nerve pathways, converging at her lower back and connecting to her spine, allow her to freely control these propulsion devices to move freely in the water. Otherwise, frankly, with a mermaid's body structure, moving and hovering freely in water is no easy feat.
But this isn't the part that pains Lena the most.
Due to negligence during the modification process, her master forgot to leave an opening for her anus! Although a tube was later inserted into her side to replace the anus and help her excrete waste, the girl's anus lost the possibility of satisfaction.
Sigh… Lena looked at the girl with pity. A life lost… it's like losing half the joy…
Chapter Five
“Oh, you’re all here. Perfect, I have something to tell you.”
Fran waved to the three people chatting by the pool. Seeing that they were all looking at her, she said, “I’ve finished making the mobility cushion! The test results are excellent. Because it uses a small cold fusion battery, there are basically no energy problems. It runs smoothly, without noise, and the most troublesome waterproofing issue has been resolved. It’s ready for practical use!”
“We were just about to ask you about it!” Lena said happily. “It’s so great that it’s finished! Finally, I don’t have to struggle to walk in those crystal shoes anymore. You have no idea, wearing such high heels while dragging around in that heavy dress was a disaster!”
Melissa frowned, because the development of this thing meant that she, like Lena, would also have to wear those crystal high heels that permanently bound her feet. Thinking of Lena's unsteady, baby-like gait when she first put on these shoes, and then looking at the cheongsam tightly binding her legs, she couldn't help but sigh.
She feared she would look even worse than Lena had. She would likely find it difficult to walk freely, relying entirely on the air cushion developed by Fran for mobility.
However, there was one advantage: under such restrictive constraints, she could maintain an elegant demeanor at all times. One of the essential qualities of a duchess, to truly maintain this at all times, required not only cultivating poise and manners from a young age but also careful maintenance throughout her life. However, she would probably be able to relax a bit more in the future, as this outfit would help her accomplish most of her tasks; she only needed to display appropriate expressions.
Melissa's inner thoughts were, of course, unknown to her sisters. Lena, however, was overjoyed, which drew a bucket of cold water from Fran. The girl, whose figure was not as voluptuous as her sisters', but rather seemed to be underdeveloped, shook her head and said, "Lena, don't be so happy yet. Do you think things will be easier from now on? I have a whole bunch of new equipment that Master has prepared for you. Before, because Master didn't want these things to completely deprive you of your mobility, Sister Melissa was the test subject first, and you escaped this time. This time, you can't escape."
Lena's previously cheerful expression instantly turned to stone.
Melissa couldn't help but chuckle. "Didn't I tell you earlier that Master prepared a similar restraint suit for you? I won't be the only one losing my freedom, Master is always very fair."
Fran nodded. "Melissa is right. Although Master sometimes shows favoritism, she's generally fair to us sisters. So, it's impossible for Sister Lena to be free alone. This time, even I, who usually has the highest authority, will probably be severely restrained." Phyllis, still
holding a piece of cake, couldn't help but interject, "Aren't the eldest and third sisters the ones with the highest authority in the family? How come it's the fourth sister now?"
Melissa laughed, "You have all this information on your computer." "I have the information. It's your own fault for only knowing how to play games all day and never caring about these things. Your older sister and I only have the permission to go out, while Fran is talking about the degree of physical restrictions. Fran has the fewest restrictions among us; besides a chastity belt and bra set underneath, there's nothing else. Unlike my older sister and me, who are completely locked up."
Seeing Melissa's somewhat resentful gaze, Fran quickly added, "It's not as easy as you make it sound. I also have an eight-millimeter-thick carbon crystal collar, which is now completely flush with my neck, making it difficult for me to breathe."
However, this didn't achieve the effect Fran wanted; instead, it only increased the resentment in her eyes.
She glanced at Melissa's stiff stand-up collar on her cheongsam, then at Lena's one-piece carbon crystal suit that extended all the way to her face, and had no choice but to surrender, saying, "Don't look at me like that! My future equipment has absolutely no freedom."
Curious Phyllis, hearing this, leaned in again, "Is it even stricter than Big Sister and Third Sister's restraints? Fourth Sister, show us your future equipment!"
Fran looked at Phyllis, then at Melissa and Lena's stern faces, and had to give in again.
She pulled out something that looked like a PDA, fiddled with it a few times, then held it up and pressed a button on the projection wall in front of her. The projection wall, which had been displaying Phyllis's game interface just a second ago, suddenly switched to another image.
Phyllis, no longer caring about Fran interrupting her game, stared curiously at the screen.
After the words "New Restraint Equipment Design - Fran" paused for a few seconds on the screen, Fran's distinctive, somewhat inorganic voice began to ring in their ears.
"My lord, now I will introduce you to this set of restraint equipment designed according to your vision, which will soon be used on me."
Phyllis couldn't help but chuckle. "My lord? What a strange title, hahaha."
Melissa gave her a light tap on the head, annoyed. "This is the standard way a concubine addresses her master in formal settings. You brat, you always call your master by his name. It's only because your master has a good temper that he hasn't punished you properly. Watch carefully, and don't interrupt!"
The words on the screen gradually faded out, and Fran's naked figure appeared in the center of the screen. At the same time, several strange objects appeared, presumably the equipment to be placed on the girl.
Fran's introduction began at the right moment.
"This equipment will further restrain and fix my body.
First, the upper limbs will be fixed. My hands will be encased in long gloves made of carbon crystal fabric. After clasping my hands behind my back, I will gradually raise them until my forearms are parallel to the ground. Then, two carbon-gold wristbands connected to the back of the collar with carbon crystal rods will be placed on my wrists, permanently fixing this posture.
The lower limbs are more complex. First, ankle supports will be placed on my ankles. These one-piece carbon crystal ankle supports will further restrict my legs..." The ankle bracelet is separated. However, this isn't its primary function; the key feature is the rectangular carbon plate attached to it. This carbon plate has two slightly raised circular bases, each connected to a rod of different lengths and thicknesses. In a way, it resembles a chastity belt. However, unlike chastity belts, which have one rod inserted into the urethra and the other into the anus, these rods are inserted into the urethra and anus respectively. The
front and back covers of my chastity belt will be removed, replaced by this new device fixed to the ankle bracelet. "It will replace it. As long as I kneel down, the carefully calculated shape and position will ensure that the rod in my anus will be inserted perfectly. As for the rod in my urethra, I can simply bend it while the carbon crystal is still being processed to complete the insertion. There are also simple buckles on the two circular bases to secure it to my chastity belt, which can serve as a reminder to the wearer that the equipment is in place.
Although there is no combination lock control like the previous sealing cap, after the "C"-shaped carbon chip at the bottom is fixed, it forms a teardrop shape with the two rods fixed at its two ends. Under the double restriction of the friction brought by these two rods, which will be completely customized according to the maximum capacity of my urethra and anus, plus this special structure, I not only cannot remove these two rods, but also have to maintain this kneeling position."
Seeing the final effect image synthesized in 3D on the screen, Phyllis pouted and said, "It should be such an exciting modification, but for some reason, listening to Sister Fran's explanation, I feel no excitement at all!"
Melissa chuckled and did not speak. Actually, she felt the same way, but she could tell that Fran had put a lot of thought into this equipment, so she wouldn't dampen Fran's enthusiasm at a time like this.
Lena stared at the screen for a while, then exclaimed, "This pose is so... ah! It's nothing like your usual self, Fran! You look so much more likable like this, I'd like to try it too."
Fran glanced at her indifferently: "You should know that although our bodies have been modified to obtain pleasure through the anus and urethra, it's impossible without them, right?"
Melissa exclaimed, "Then your equipment is permanently locked, and without a penis, won't you be like Phyllis, forever unable to obtain it?"
Fran didn't explain, only saying, "Keep watching."
The three of them then turned their attention to the projection wall. The image on the screen changed, and Fran, who was kneeling in an elegant posture, disappeared, replaced by three injection guns filled with different colored liquids.
"Considering my future responsibilities, and given that you, Master, have always wanted me to solve the problem that Phyllis has been unable to achieve, I developed this new type of sensory enhancement drug.
These three drugs are injected into the inner wall of the mouth, the tip of the tongue, and the opening of the esophagus, respectively. After being injected in sequence, they begin to take effect in about 15 minutes and the transformation is completed within 30 to 45 minutes. At this time, the inner wall of the recipient's mouth will be thickened to a certain extent, allowing for a more intimate and fulfilling sensation. The drug injected into the tip of the tongue will enhance the control over the tongue's muscle groups, allowing for a more pleasurable experience with the flexible uvula.
At the same time, the abundant nerve tissue generated in the inner wall of the mouth and the opening of the esophagus will make the pleasure comparable to normal, especially the opening of the esophagus, which will produce a pleasure similar to that produced by rubbing the cervix, making it possible to achieve this through penetration."
"In that case... can I do it too in the future?!" Phyllis looked at Fran with stars in her eyes.
Fran nodded and said, "Don't be too happy yet. This medicine also has side effects. On one hand, your sense of taste will be greatly impaired, and your favorite desserts will taste bland. On the other hand, due to the thickening of the oral cavity walls and the pleasure in your esophagus caused by the vibration of your vocal cords when speaking, you may not be able to speak normally for a long time. Even so, are you willing to accept this modification?"
To her surprise, Phyllis nodded without hesitation. "Of course! I've always wanted to try what it's like! And you said that if I'm modified, it will make Master happy, right? So even if there are some side effects, I think it's worth it!"
Seeing the happy smile on Phyllis's face, Fran's usually expressionless face, like a robot, couldn't help but smile slightly. Indeed, everyone's love for their master is the same!
“It’s great that you’re so aware of this. The modifications should be completed in the next day or two. If there’s anything you like to eat, you should eat it quickly.”
Melissa suddenly asked, “Franc, you just said ‘out of consideration for your duties,’ what did you mean?”
Fran explained, “It means exactly what it says. Didn’t you get a new bed in the master bedroom? The mattress is actually made entirely of the latest nanobots. Its special feature is that it can exhibit the properties of various materials. For example, if you want to sleep on a waterbed, it can give you the exact same feeling as a waterbed; if you want plush sheets, just press a button, wait a minute, and it will complete the property conversion for you. It’s one of the few practical inventions among those old women in the research institute. The master asked for a prototype.”
“What does that have to do with you?” Lena asked curiously.
Melissa didn’t speak, but her face showed a puzzled expression. As intelligent as she was, she couldn’t understand the connection.
“Besides changing materials, these nanobots also have the most basic function of a robot, which is to move.”
Seeing that the two still didn’t understand, Fran continued to explain, “After I’m modified, I’ll be sent under this bed. When the master is lying in bed, if he wants to enjoy my oral service or needs to use the toilet, he just needs to send a command through the AI, then spread his legs, and the home system will move the nanobots that make up the mattress according to the master’s position, revealing an opening, and then raise me at an appropriate angle, bringing my little mouth to the master’s lower body to serve him.”
“So, from now on you’ll be a… personal toilet for the master?” Melissa asked in surprise.
“If the master agrees, the sisters can use it too.”
“Then will you… stay under the bed all the time?”
“Hmm, this design ensures that my hearing, sight, and smell are completely rendered useless, thus amplifying the sensuality in my lower body, but it doesn't allow me to experience pleasure only when my master uses me.”
“I feel as pitiful as my second sister…” Lena murmured.
“My second sister turned herself into a statue mainly to gain the pleasure of exposing her modified body; while Fran’s toilet design, through long-term confinement, accumulates the anticipation of ‘the master using her and giving her pleasure,’ so that when the master actually uses her, this anticipation explodes all at once, resulting in immense psychological and physiological satisfaction,” Melissa explained to Lena, having grasped the underlying principle.
“So that’s how it is… It’s amazing!” Lena exclaimed, but her exclamation quickly turned into a complaint. “Why don’t we have any designs like this to increase our pleasure?”
Melissa teased. “You dare say that these restraints don’t make your time with your master even more exciting? And you’re the one your master favors the most, yet you have the nerve to say that your sisters didn’t design proper equipment for you? They only get pleasure this way because they don’t get enough favor normally!”
Lena stuck out her tongue, clearly knowing that it was inappropriate for the most favored one to say such things about her sisters. Her eyes darted around, and she instantly came up with something to distract everyone.
"Come to think of it, we've all got new harnesses or undergone new modifications. What about Fifth Sister?"
Phyllis said, "Fifth Sister should still be on the Southern Frontier battlefield, right? The other day she sent me a video of herself piloting a mech and wreaking havoc! All she knows is fighting and killing."
Melissa retorted, "Right after she sent that video, the master personally went and captured her, mech and all. Then he sent her directly to the Gulan Empire to learn etiquette. She's been acting so outrageously these past few years. What's with a duchess constantly piloting a mech and wielding a laser saw to kill people?"
Hearing the words "learn etiquette," Lena felt a chill run down her spine. Because she was born a commoner, she was sent to the Gulan Empire for six months of etiquette training after marrying into the ducal family, which led to the elegant and aristocratic Mrs. Manto that everyone saw outside.
She never wanted to think about that experience again.
And her carefree, soldierly Fifth Sister was sent to that place... Lena could only silently pray for her.
“Speaking of which… many changes have happened, or will happen, to everyone…” Phyllis said.
“Yes, it feels like our own bodies are gradually slipping out of our control,” Melissa sighed. Lena
said, “Isn’t this wonderful? Giving everything to our master is so reassuring and makes us happy.”
Melissa felt she’d been surprised more times today than she usually was in a month. It was completely unexpected that the usually carefree and silly Lena would say something like that.
She was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, “Yes.”
“That’s true.”
Melissa looked at Phyllis, who had spoken at the same time, and Fran, who was nodding beside her, then at Lena. The four of them smiled at each other.
“Yes, it’s so good to be with our master.”

[The End]

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