Chapter 17

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As I had anticipated, the academy was situated on the outskirts of the planet, far from any continent, to ensure that it would not be caught in the middle of any conflicts between races. The academy was situated on a smaller continent that it controlled entirely. The races had no objections to this, as the academy had always maintained a neutral stance.

"And one more thing," said the villainess, "I want you to pass the test, no matter what. Use whatever abilities you possess to clear the test. This is an order, not advice. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Milady," I replied, trying to hide my disdain.

I did not mind serving as her maid, as it was a duty that would have been imposed on me anyways if she had ordered me through the crest and made me keep my mouth shut. But perhaps she believed that I would not dare to resist. She was right, in that I could not go against the crest. But I would use this opportunity to find a way to free myself. I was certain that the academy must have something regarding this. And I also believed that I would have ample time once I arrived, as neither the Duchess nor the head maid would be able to reach there, and Milady would be occupied with classes and the heroine for most of the time.

I couldn't help but smile a little, which was noticed by Freya.

"Are you taking light of me, you slave!?" she shouted, thinking I was smiling because of her and not taking her words seriously.

"N-no, Milady, I-I was not. I-I will-"

"Shut up!" she ordered, and a dark aura could be seen oozing out of her, indicating she was quite angry. Since her awakening, she has been having very frequent mood swings and gets angry even at the slightest of things. It's normal, as a dark-attributed aura needs precise control and mental fortitude to control and stop it from affecting the individual's brain. Dark auras were known to initiate dark thoughts in the minds of their bearers.

And Freya was actually doing well in this aspect, considering how strong her aura was and that she could still maintain her sanity.

"I think I need to instill it in your non-existent brain the hard way," she said.

I wanted to apologize, but I couldn't speak due to her order.

"Maids!" she shouted, and several maids nearby came running.

"Yes, mistress, what can we do?" they asked fearfully.

"Take this thing and follow me to the cells," she commanded.

The maids immediately nodded and dragged me while following her. I didn't know what she was going to do, but I was sure it would be something painful. I tried mentally preparing myself while being dragged by the maids, but fear was taking over me and I was scared."

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We finally reached the cells and went deeper inside to a particular cell. This cell contained a chair with straps that seemed to have been used for torturing someone before. On the other end of the cell was a type of belly chain consisting of a chain with handcuffs attached to the front. The handcuffs were directly linked to the belly chain to restrict movement, along with a pair of leg irons connected to the belly chain to restrict leg movement as well, which seemed very bulky.

But again, my attention was drawn as Freya dragged me to the room's darkest corner. Two metal rings were attached to long strands of rope that were hanging down from the ceiling. I resisted, as I predicted what was coming, and tried to get out of the maid's grip fruitlessly, as the latter held me firmly.

"Put her in them," Freya commanded, and the maids pulled my hair roughly and dragged me to the chains. One of them held my thrashing hands from behind while the other cuffed them behind me, similarly with my thrashing legs as the legs were cuffed as well. I was rendered immobile now and could only inch slightly. They released me and threw me to the ground, and I fell face-first. I tried to move my hands, but to no avail.

"Kneel," Freya commanded, and I was forced to move to the same spot with difficulty as the binds were stretching me. The maid helped me quickly kneel and immediately moved behind Freya. She stared at me for a full minute, making me shrink internally due to the guilt that I shouldn't feel. This was making me think that I failed as her servant, which should not happen, but alas, I have been like this since my training began

The entire cell was silent and only the clicking of milady's heels could be heard as she walked near a wall where a black long leather whip was hanging.

The whip had marks of being used before repeatedly.

"It's been some time since I got to use this, well… I should check if I have become clumsy with it or am still like past…"

Muttering so, she slowly walked in front of me and whispered coming very close to my ear.

"I hope you will remember this… it should serve as a reminder to not take my words lightly, oh well… maybe you might enjoy it instead considering that slutty nature and body of yours… I will try to make it painful if you start to enjoy it…. So, try not to…. Or I will have to use the chair in that case…"

She was enjoying this….

A sadist is what she could be called.

I can confirm this by seeing her gleeful expression.

Chills run down my spine seeing her like this.

I started to feel uneasy in the dark cell and nervousness spread through me.

"Maids, remove her clothes."

The maid practically almost tore my clothes and here I was kneeling with all my clothes gone as I felt the cool air of the dungeon cell send chills to my exposed soft nipples.

It tickled my sensitive nubs as I wanted nothing more but to cover them but could not due to being handcuffed.

As I was squirming slightly due to the exposure.

I felt the chains tighter around my wrists and the ropes at my ankles stretching making me spread my legs and exposing my privates fully.

The ropes around my wrists were pulled taut, they were stretching to the limit tightly magically.