In the Doghouse - Chapter 134
“Then, read the next page as well.”
Richard obediently opened the next report like a well-behaved child. It was only because of his own procrastination that things had piled up, but as he focused, the simpler documents were reviewed and neatly stacked one by one.
But not all tasks were so straightforward. One issue—raising taxes on magic goods—had yet to be resolved from a previous meeting. Though wizards developed and managed magical runes and spells, most were connected to noble families. There was already a heated debate between established forces and those still trying to gain market share. Richard, deep in thought, had nearly forgotten Courtney was there beside him.
She glanced over his work, observing the scope of his responsibilities—defense, diplomacy, taxes, even mediation between disputed territories. It was more than she’d anticipated and rather overwhelming to look at. It seemed he was contributing more than just…unusual interests.
As Richard leaned back in his chair, absentmindedly resting his chin on his hand, Courtney cleared her throat sharply.
“Ahem!”
Her stern reprimand jolted him back to the present. She poked his side with the tip of the switch.
“Richard, sit up straight.”
“Yes, Teacher.”
With a smile, he straightened his back, feeling more focused. He resolved to push for the luxury tax increase in the next meeting and turned to the next document.
Anton’s choice to involve the Crown Princess in motivating him was a wise one. In her brief watch, Richard completed twice as many documents as he usually managed in a day. It was more than enough to keep Anton off his back for the next few days, but soon enough, his mind wandered again.
“Teacher…”
“Yes?”
“I can’t focus on my studies.”
“Already?”
Richard put on the most pitiful expression he could manage. He wasn’t sure what age Courtney had in mind as she played the role of his ‘teacher’, but every child tried to wiggle out of studies now and then, didn’t they?
He pointed subtly downward and continued, adding a bit of a whine to his voice.
“My…my part down there hurts…”
Richard boldly gestured to the bulge in his trousers, adding a whimper for effect.
Courtney couldn’t hold back a smile. She’d set the stage, but he took his role to another level. Still, the innocent play had been losing its charm, and after seeing his performance, she figured a bit of a break wouldn’t hurt.
“Oh dear. Ri, does it hurt a lot?”
“Yes, Teacher.”
“You poor thing. Let me take a look. Go ahead, take off your trousers.”
“Yes, Teacher.”
Richard immediately stood, slipping off both his pants and underwear, tossing them onto his chair. Unsurprisingly, he was already fully aroused. Courtney didn’t care to know what thoughts had put him in that state.
Pretending as if she were seeing him like this for the first time, Courtney carefully inspected his member. Gently wrapping one hand around it, she asked.
“Does it hurt a lot?”
“Yes… It feels strange, Teacher…”
Stifling a laugh at his childish act, she couldn’t deny he was earnest—strangely adorable, even. She gave him a light stroke.
“Aah… it feels funny, Teacher.”
“Sit here.”
He awkwardly perched himself on the edge of the desk as Courtney spread his thighs apart. It was absurd to imagine such a powerful man pretending to be so helpless, yet his face perfectly captured the innocent look of embarrassment, his cheeks tinged with a blush.
Courtney picked up the switch again and gave him a gentle poke with the tip, causing him to squirm.
“Why is Ri’s part so big?”
“I don’t know… ah!”
She pressed the cool metal tip against him, lightly teasing.
Richard’s reactions were unguarded, almost desperate. The unexpected scenario heightened his sensitivity, and as the lines between fantasy and reality blurred, his excitement only intensified.
