In the Doghouse - Chapter 225
Lastly, she checked her own appearance.
Since it had been a while, she put even more effort in than usual. A night robe made of black silk, and sky-high black heels.
Beneath the robe, she wore black lingerie made of sheer fabric. The bra and panties were split open, a lewd design that left her b*****s and crotch almost entirely exposed, with only a thin string loosely tied between them.
As it was, she might as well have been naked, but she’d left those ties just barely holding. That meant Richard would have to beg all night to have his ribbons untied.
Everything’s ready.
Courtney waited leisurely for her puppy to arrive. No doubt, at this very moment, he was washing himself thoroughly, standing at full attention like a dog in heat. Just imagining it sent a ticklish shiver through her belly.
Before long, she heard footsteps approaching from afar. Since this was a place rarely visited by anyone, and since it was a special space reserved for the Emperor and Empress, there was no chance of any other visitor.
Courtney quickly took her seat. She reclined elegantly in a chair more splendid than the imperial throne, elegantly crossing her legs and lifting her chin with pride.
The door opened quietly. Richard entered the room holding a lamp in one hand. As soon as he had closed the door, Courtney spoke.
“Undress. Right there.”
“…What?”
Richard replied in a dazed voice. Normally, he would have started stripping the instant she gave the order. Was he distracted by something? Courtney snapped sharply.
“Take everything off and stand up straight. I need to check if you haven’t been whoring yourself around like a common w***e.”
“What are you talking about…”
Richard’s eyes widened. Courtney snorted loudly. He must not have expected her to come at him this hard right from the start. Just wait. Tonight, she would make him cry for real, for the first time in a while.
Richard let out a sigh and started moving. He set the lamp on the floor and stripped off his night robe, tossing it carelessly aside. Courtney frowned slightly. His attitude was unusually insolent tonight. Was he acting out because she’d been neglecting him?
Richard then took off his pajamas, top and bottom, and finally his undergarments. Odd… He’d even bothered to wear undergarments tonight, which was rare. As Courtney tilted her head, Richard tossed the pile of clothes on the floor and gruffly spoke.
“Is that enough?”
“Richard?”
Courtney’s eyes went round. His rebellious attitude was strange, but still within the bounds of mere petulance. If she scolded him until he was in tears, he’d snap out of it soon enough.
But what really shocked her was something else.
His n*****s. He had removed his piercings without permission.
And his c**k, which never seemed to hang its head no matter what, now drooped down like wheat past harvest.
Wait, what’s going on? Isn’t his default state supposed to be standing tall and proud? As Courtney stood there, dumbfounded and speechless, Richard glanced around the marital bedroom, turning his head this way and that.
“What… is all this?”
He was staring at the wardrobe filled with intimidating implements. Courtney narrowed her eyes. What nonsense. Who exactly was it that got excited and stood at attention every time a new toy was added?
Richard’s gaze then moved to a portrait on the wall. Seeing his own indecent figure immortalized there, he recoiled in shock.
“This… is this really supposed to be me in the painting?”
“Who else would it be if not you?”
Courtney frowned deeply. Clearly, he’d come up with some kind of roleplay in his head, but this was overstepping his place. Maybe in the past, but Courtney no longer wanted her puppy to act out without permission.
But Richard’s reaction soon went beyond the bounds of mere play-acting. When he saw the restraints fixed to the ceiling, his eyes flashed with contempt. As he approached the wardrobe, he continued speaking.
“Ha… Just what is this room? I only came down to sleep beside you, Empress, that’s all.”
“Richard, what’s wrong with you? Are you sick?”
“Courtney, are you the one toying with me right now?”
Richard picked up a massive d***o, examining it as if trying to guess its purpose, then shook his head in disbelief and put it down carelessly. The meticulously arranged tools tumbled over with a clatter.
“Richard…!”
Courtney leapt to her feet, her robe flying open. Clearly, he’d either gone mad, or perhaps hit his head hard on the way here. Without even pausing to straighten her clothes, she hurried over to him.
