Chapter 10: Collaring the Countess
The cheers still echoed in the arena as Ethan turned away from the platform, the scent of dust, sweat, and victory clinging to his skin. He didn't stop to acknowledge the nobles, the academy scouts, or the stunned elite still trying to understand how a supposed Level 7 had dismantled their champions like straw dolls.
All he thought about… was her.
Countess Lagertha.
Her eyes had widened when she saw him staring. She remembered the bet. She remembered everything.
And now, it was time to collect.
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That night, he returned to the place where he had first met the Countess. This time, he came without an invitation. But he didn't need one. The Countess was an ambitious woman—she would never let go of a talent like him.
The guards posted at the pleasure hall's entrance didn't stop him. They simply stepped aside, eyes avoiding his, as if sensing the aura that clung to him like a predator's scent. A steward met him at the base of the spiral staircase.
"The Countess is expecting you."
Of course she was.
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She waited in the private solarium again—but this time, she wasn't lounging like a queen.
She was pacing.
Dressed in a black silk robe cut scandalously high at the thighs, her hair unbound and cascading like wildfire, Countess Lagertha looked every inch the war goddess she had once been. She turned as he entered, lips parting to speak—but stopped when she saw his smirk.
"You won," she said quietly.
"Did I?" Ethan replied.
Lagertha tried to maintain her composure, hoping to divert him from recalling their bet. "Aside from the rewards you've received for winning the tournament, I've also prepared a separate reward," she said, gesturing to a case on the central table.
Ethan approached and opened it. Inside were three items: two vials and a scroll.
The first vial contained a healing potion—capable of curing most poisons and mending broken bones.
The second held a single pill: a Foundation Establishment Pill. Rare and valuable. Even a mid-tier noble like Ethan's adopted father would struggle to obtain one.
The last item was rarer still: a scroll containing the steps to a martial skill. Martial skills allowed cultivators to manipulate mana beyond raw blasts—fire, water, lightning, and more. A cultivator trained in such techniques could fight well above their level.
The Countess explained each item in detail, a small smirk playing on her lips as Ethan studied them with interest.
"This is just a taste of what you can expect… now that you're in my camp. If you remain—"
"I thought the reward would be your panties," Ethan interrupted.
"What?!" Her voice cracked with disbelief.
"I seem to recall a very specific wager," he added.
"I beat them all in under 45 seconds. Nessa included. And she was Foundation Realm."
Lagertha crossed her arms, but her brow twitched. "Don't push your luck."
Ethan stepped forward. "Too late for that. Or maybe… you're excited?"
She said nothing. Instead, she poured two glasses of wine. One for her. One for him.
Ethan ignored them both.
"You promised power, influence, and protection. I countered with… loyalty. And flesh." He chuckled. "I've paid my price. Now you'll pay yours."
She set her goblet down slowly. "You're playing with fire."
"I am fire," he said, voice low as he stepped closer. "Let me touch the prize, Countess."
She slapped him.
Hard.
Ethan didn't flinch. In fact, he grinned.
"You're insane," she hissed.
"And yet here you are, still talking to me." He leaned in. "You could've told me to leave. You didn't."
A tense silence stretched between them. Then, with a sigh and a glare, she turned—parting her robe just enough to reveal a single, flawless thigh.
"One touch," she said. "Don't push your luck."
Ethan's fingers traced the powerful curve of her thigh, the muscle still firm despite the years, the skin warm and scarred in places. A warrior's body. A survivor's.
And beneath that, rage. Repressed fury. Lust. Frustration. She had power, but not freedom.
"You don't belong in a cage like this," Ethan said softly.
Lagertha's breath caught.
"You think I don't know that?" she whispered. "But my enemies are many. My allies, few. And now… you."
" I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to your thighs, your ass, your curves. They don't deserve to be forever covered with fancy but baggy robes, left unappreciated . I can tell it's been ages since anyone has properly caressed them".
"What the hell are you talking about, how is that any of your business " Countess Largetha yelled, fuming in anger but the blush on her face continued to deepen.
"It is my business.... it is my business... it is my business " . At this moment Ethan was no longer fully in control of his action the immense energy previously locked away in his body coupled with his insane obsession with milfs had started corrupting his mind the moment he touched the Countess thigh. It turns out, his immense lust for the Countess's curves put his body in a naturally relaxed state with only one thought, and unknowingly the excess energy he absorbed last night filled his body again like a dam that was broken. This excess energy increased his lust, his strength and eroded his ability to think clearly.
The Countess sensed something was wrong with Ethan and decided to put a stop to his fantasy. " I think you've enjoyed yourself enough. We're done here. Get some rest. You start at the Academy in a few days, hmmm..."
" it's mine... it's mine.... this body is mine" . Ethan could not hear Lagertha. All of a sudden with his enhanced strength he ripped apart the rest of her robe and pinned her face down.
" Heeeey, stop this now, do you have any idea what you're doing. You'll be killed for this". Lagertha screamed. Right now she was only wearing a black bra and panties that could barely hold her boobs and ass in place. Ethan had pressed her face down on the long couch and her ass was lifted to the air.
With one hand Ethan pressed her face down while with the other hand he carresed her big juicy ass. He looked like he was in a trance, then all of a sudden.
'SMACK!!'
Ethan slapped her ass. He watched as that big beautiful mound of flesh jiggled without stopping for 10 seconds, and his already hard erection became harder.
Largetha screamed " Hey, how dare you. Do you know who I am, you will pay for this. I am the Counte--"
'SMACK'
" I will kill you, I will enslave your entire family and--"
'SMACK!!!'
" I will make sure your sisters and your mothers are publicly humiliated while you and your father wa--"
" SMACK!!!"
" I will castrate all the men in --"
'SMACK!', 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!'
" Pleaaaseee Stoppp"
No matter what Lagertha said Ethan just kept slapping her ass non-stop with a deranged look on his face. At the end, she resorted to begging and Ethan still didn't stop until five minutes later.
After Lagertha noticed Ethan had stopped, she sighed in relief. But then she felt her hands being tied behind her back, then she felt him moving her panties to the side.
' He can't possibly be this crazy' . Lagertha thought as fear crept in her heart. The kind of fear that she had never felt even in the battlefield.
" Ethan!!, stop this madness, whatever happened before can be forgiven but you can't take my body"
"YOUR BODY", a low growl came out of Ethans mouth.
" IT BELONGS TO ME!!!", Ethan roared as he exposed his long hard penis and inserted it into Lagertha wet pussy in one go.
"Ahhhhh" She screamed
For the next ten minutes, Ethan repeatedly pounded her pussy, sometimes slapping her ass. Largetha tried to resist but after Ethan spilled his cum inside her for the first time, something changed. Some of the energy in Ethan transferred into Lagertha, filling her body and erasing her inhibition. She soon started to respond to Ethan.
" Yes, that's more like it. Now answer who's body is this" Ethan said.
" Yours, yours alone. Please keep fucking my dirty pussy" Lagertha yelled with her eyes rolled inward as Ethan pounded her from behind.
They transitioned into many position and engaged in various kinds of play.
At the end, Ethan demanded she call him daddy and she gladly did.
" Daddy, please this time cum inside my other hole, I want to feel your big rod inside every part of meeeeee!!!"
This continued for 2 more hours. No one outside heard anything because the room was too secure.
Ethan enjoyed every part of Lagertha's body. They did it in every position, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, missionary, doggy etc. He slapped her ass and tits, sucked both her tits, fucked her ass, fucked her mouth as he choked her and he even peed in her mouth.
After they were both spent, Ethan and Lagertha laid on the rogue covered in their own juices as they fell asleep.
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