And so, I tied up Eclair-san as she lay on the bed with ropes. With her hands, feet, and torso bound to the bed, she couldn't even twist her body.
It's quite a depraved act, but unfortunately, I don't have that kind of fetish. "Ugh... When it actually happens, I get nervous, huh."
"Should I loosen it a bit more?"
"...No. Please, just like this."
Her face looked anxious, but she still tightened her lips and declared it. She's such a sore loser. ――That aside.
I glanced at Eclair-san's body as she lay on her back. Well... it's flat.
The outline of her chest wrapped in the tunic was almost parallel to the bed. Compared to Milfy-san, it's like mountains versus a plain.
(So not all beastkin have huge tits...)
I'd probably get killed if I said that out loud. "What?"
"N-No, nothing. Alright, I'll look at the curse mark now."
I lifted up Eclair-san's tunic. Below her nicely toned stomach, there was a pink mark. Maybe because it's been a while since she got cursed, it seems a deeper color than Milfy-san's.
"As expected, the shape is the same as Milfy-san's... Alright, I'll start touching it."
"I-If you're gonna do it, do it all the way through. I don't wanna go through this embarrassing shit multiple times."
"Got it..."
I sighed at the demanding client and put on the blindfold and earplugs. Yeah, I can't see a thing. And my ears...
"Hey, are the plugs in properly? It's fine, right?"
I can't hear anything. These are some pretty strong earplugs. "...Looks like he can't hear. I'll trust him for now."
Alright, let's begin. The position of the curse mark I saw earlier――I lower my hand to Eclair-san's stomach. "Nnh...♡"
The warm feel of her skin transmits to my palm. It's soft and smooth, not losing to Milfy-san's at all.
I slowly stroke it. "Ah... Un...♡ Ha... A-Ah♡"
With my sight and hearing taken away, I can't tell what kind of reaction Eclair-san is having. Not having to worry about it oddly helps me out.
"Yah, there...♡ If you touch it like that... Ahn♡"
Hmm, I can't quite figure out a method. Is it because my eyes and ears are blocked?
"W-Wait... Th-This, it's too sensitive, so a bit weaker..."
Let me try touching a little stronger. "Hiuu?!"
I trace over the entire mark thoroughly, drawing circles with my palm. Over and over, repeatedly. "Ah, ah, aaaah♡ No, that's no gooddd♡ You can't touch it that many times, okayyy♡"
Oh?
Touching here... something's coming to mind?
"Hyauu? There, stoppp♡ It feels so good there, the most sensitive spot♡ Don't touch ittt♡"
Alright, let's focus on that. "Hikyaaa?! W-Whyyy! I told you to stop! No, take out the earplugs! Listen to me, listennn! Ah♡ Yaah♡ Hyaaaan♡"
Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke. "Aaaaaah?! N-No, it's coming! It's coming! No, stop! It's coming, nooo!"
Come on, come on...
Dispel method, come to me!
"Nooo, nooooo♡ Getting made to cum by a jerk like youuu♡ Ah, no no, I can't... can't anymoreee!!"
Finishing blow!
"Hyaaaaaaaann!!!"
Yes, it's here!
"Ah... Hiu...♡ Haa, haa, ha... Ah♡ Sniff... I... Hya... Ta..."
Huh?
Hmm... "...Ah, fuu...♡ I-Is it... over?"
As expected, the only method that comes up is infusing bodily fluids... But this would disappoint Eclair-san.
Come to think of it, I remember reading in some literature. Sometimes, by persistently continuing the tactile examination on the curse mark, second or third dispel methods can be discovered.
...Alright. "......?"
Let me touch more. "Higiiiiii?!"
You can't give up on anything. I have to see it through to the end!
"W-Why?! Why are you still continuing?!"
I'll do my best, Eclair-san!
Look forward to it!
"Stop, stoppp! I'm super sensitive right now! No more, absolutely nooo!"
That good spot from earlier, slowly and stickily, kneading it around... like this.
"Hikyaaa♡ I told you that's no good! Please, forgive me already! I'll die, I'll diiiie! Ahi♡"
I feel like Eclair-san's body is wriggling around, but it's just my imagination, right?
She said not to stop until the end. Grind, grind, grind, grind. "Kyafuu! Ah, ah♡ Again, again it's coming hyauu♡ Even more intense than before, kyuruuu!!"
Yes, come on!!
Teryaaa!!
"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!"
... . ...... . ...... Ah~. No good.
Nothing came up. It's a shame... Telling Eclair-san will be tough. But I can't lie about it.
I removed the blindfold and earplugs and bowed my head to her. "Sorry, Eclair-san. As expected, I couldn't find any method besides bodily fluids... Ehhh?!"
In front of me was Eclair-san, flipped over like a frog. "Ha... Hii... A, hee...♡"
Her eyes were soaked with tears, her mouth dripping with drool. Her limp, exhausted limbs twitched and spasmed, and around her butt on the bed, it was soaked with some kind of unidentified liquid.
"W-What happened, Eclair-san! Who did this horrible thing to you!"
Intense anger boils up towards the culprit who caused this tragedy. While I was blindfolded, what kind of incident happened?
Eclair-san, barely breathing, let out a faint voice. "Th-The culprit... is you... ero lizard..."
I tilted my head. "Why?"