Chapter 6: She’s Actually a Princess
As she drew closer to the girl, however, Yier Meng was finally able to see her features clearly.
It had to be said, she was truly befitting of an elven princess; this girl was absolutely the most beautiful elf she had ever seen.
Her features were refined to perfection, her cheeks were faintly rosy, her complexion fair, her pointed ears adorable, and her chest was at least a C-cup, with the potential to develop into a D. Below her cute panties were a pair of long, slender, beautiful legs.
Even her fingers and jade-like feet—every last inch of her was exquisitely beautiful.
If it weren’t for this unfortunate attribute of hers, Yier Meng thought, she would surely be heaven’s most perfect creation.
In her past life, Yier Meng had dealt with elves on many occasions, but the Yeling Empire and the Elven Kingdom rarely came into conflict, and the Elven Queen never showed her face. So, this was Yier Meng’s first time meeting a member of the elven royal family.
“Alright, you can tell me about your condition now.”
Yier Meng coaxed her gently.
Since the elf girl believed herself to be sick, it was best to go along with her words. In any case, Yier Meng’s only goal was to keep this little elven princess from spiraling into ruin.
“There’s nothing wrong with my physical health, nor have I been cursed by another race. The truth is, I…”
The elf girl sniffled hard, seemingly hesitating over whether to continue.
But when her gaze fell upon the rod in Yier Meng’s hand, her pretty face couldn’t help but flush an even deeper, more unnatural shade of red. Finally, she took a deep breath and, with an almost pathological expression and a voice tinged with anticipation, she spoke.
“My sickness! The truth is, I’ve always had a severe desire to be struck fiercely, preferably until my legs can’t close. Yes! I want you to take that rod in your hand right now and strike me with all your might!”
“You desire to be abused?”
Yier Meng was astonished. Although she had initially considered the possibility of masochism, she still found it hard to believe the girl’s condition was this severe.
And to have such words come from a beautiful girl of this caliber…
“Yes! I desire to be abused, to be cruelly bullied! I’ve been holding it in for so long, enduring it every single day until I’m on the verge of going mad. I’ve tried to stop myself from thinking about it, and I’ve always felt so ashamed and tormented for having these thoughts, but the more tormented I feel, the more my body perversely feels… pleasure! And, I don’t want to tell anyone else about this…”
She said a great deal in one breath, but upon seeing Yier Meng’s incredulous expression, her own face gradually turned bitter.
“You also think I’m a lost cause, don’t you? Isn’t a constitution like mine disgusting? Even when you first pushed open the door, I wasn’t scared… I was secretly thrilled at the thought of being exposed like this in front of another student…”
“I really am… disgusting, aren’t I?”
The elf girl’s voice grew quieter and quieter, until the end was tinged with the sound of a stifled sob.
“No, I don’t think you’re disgusting at all. In fact, I think you are the most beautiful elven woman I have ever seen, bar none. In other words, I think you are incredibly beautiful!”
Yier Meng declared with absolute conviction.
Her eyes blazed with a searing light, a fiery gaze filled with sincerity and a complete, genuine appreciation for the elf girl before her.
Even though the two of them didn’t even know each other’s names yet, Yier Meng was certain that she wanted to help her.
This time, it wasn’t even because of her duty as a teacher. It was because the elf was this girl, and so she wanted to help her, to help her get better.
“But you don’t need to carry such a heavy psychological burden. For a certain race, this constitution is far more severe than yours. With proper psychological therapy, supplemented with some suitable combat to vent those… urges, I believe it can be completely cured.”
She gave the elf girl’s situation some serious thought. This constitution likely stemmed from her childhood environment.
But as for the specifics, that would depend on whether the girl was willing to cooperate with the treatment.
