Chapter 290: At Last the Stormy Measuring Was Over

Linoa bent her body so far I thought she might put her head on the floor. When she put it that way, there was no helping it.

"Understood. Then what should I do?"

"Thank you!! Then please stand there."

She had me stand, and Linoa came close. Then a woman who had been in the corner of the room slipped out and handed Linoa a measuring tape.

"First I will measure your height."

The woman brought a stepstool, and Linoa climbed it, set the tape on my head, and measured. Then she came around in front.

"Lord Marie, would you take off your clothes?"

"Yes."

I said, removed my jacket, and handed it to Lily. Seeing that, Linoa said with a pleasant face,

"Forgive me, Lord Marie. I would like you to remove what you are wearing until it is as close to bare skin as possible."

and so on. No, no, no, that was not happening! Strip in front of everyone? That would not do, would it? I looked at Her Majesty and said,

"That would be rude to Your Majesty and the Duchess, would it not?"

But Her Majesty said,

"I permit it! Please undress without reserve!"

That was strange, was it not? Why did I have to bare my skin? I wondered if this was how a model felt, stripping under the gazes of men at a photo session. Then from behind,

"I will help."

Lily began taking off my clothes. When I looked at her, Lily too had a bewitching smile and her eyes were gone. I only stood there, and in no time Lily’s hands had bared my upper body. Her Majesty and the Duchess had their eyes wide as dishes, a perfect phrase, looking as if they were licking me. I was so embarrassed I hunched my back, and then,

"Please throw out your chest!!"

Linoa’s merciless voice rang out. That Linoa was also patting my body more than necessary. I wished she would stop stroking.

Then,

"Now please remove your trousers as well."

Linoa’s tone was clerical, but in truth a voice colored with something sensual echoed through the room.

"I have to take off my trousers?"

My mouth was dry and my voice would not come out properly.

"Yes, of course."

Linoa answered as if it were only natural. Normally this was where Lily would call a halt, but for some reason she came around in front and reached for my belt.

"Your Majesty, Duchess, I may show you something unsightly, so please forgive me!"

I said that, and yet Her Majesty said coldly,

"It does not matter. You need not concern yourself with us. Let Linoa do as she likes."

But her eyes were full of heat. Duchess, please stop! Please stop affecting everyone around you!!

The voice I pleaded with in my heart reached no one, and the mood had become that of course I would take off my trousers. After all, glittering eyes were looking at me from everywhere. They thought it only natural that I would end up stark naked! Was this what they meant when an actress on a film set had not planned to strip, but the mood of the place made her do it anyway?

When Lily loosened the belt, Linoa’s eyes shone.

"I will do the rest. Please let me!"

she declared, so Lily gave way, and Linoa sat in a position facing my son. I had a feeling this person was about to do something. Frightening. Help! Looking up at me, was that a bright red tongue flickering at Linoa’s mouth?

When Linoa put her hands on the trousers I felt she was about to pull the underwear down with them, so I held the underwear in place. Seeing that,

"Lord Marie, take your hands away! Her Majesty said to leave everything to me. I will do as I wish! That is fine, yes! Raise your hands!"

she said while glaring at me. Strange! This was strange, was it not? Why had it come to this? I thought, and Her Majesty ignored me.

"Lord Robin, please listen to Linoa. Let her do as she likes!"

she said with a flushed face. Her eyes looked unfocused, like those eyes from that time. I did not know what "that time" was.

Fine, do whatever! I thought, and raised my hands. As expected, the underwear came down in one go with the trousers. In front of Linoa my son sprang up and said hello. Kyaa, some maid or other cried out. But the tone was not condemnation. It was welcome.

"Ufu."

Linoa looked pleased at my son right under her nose.

"More than I expected."

she offered as an impression. That had nothing to do with costumes, I thought. If you stared that hard my son would start pointing up, would it not!? Did Linoa’s gaze have the power to gather blood?

"Ah, um..."

"Stay as you are. Spread your legs a little."

Linoa paid my son no mind, set the tape at the base of my groin, and began measuring the length of my legs. My son seemed to be in the way, and for some reason she pressed her cheek to it to shift it aside. Now my son was pointing at Her Majesty!? Was such disrespect permitted? Her Majesty’s gaze hitting my son hurt. And my son was starting to grow steadily!

"Now I will measure your waist."

After spending more time than necessary measuring the length of my legs, she clung to my waist this time, tasting the feel of my son with her chest as she ran the tape around. My son was already half hard.

When Linoa moved and my son could no longer be seen, voices of ahh!? rose. Lily kneeling beside us wore a strangely triumphant face. Why was that?

Linoa pulled the tape forward, turned my half-hard son upward, and measured the waist over it. While faintly stimulating my son with her hand, she watched my face. Hot breath, haa haa, spilled from Linoa’s mouth, and that heat stimulated my son.

"Strange. There are young ones who would have come from this alone..."

Linoa murmured such a bewitching thing. That is enough. Please let me go. I beg you.

"That will do. I am finished."

Linoa said, and yet for some reason she gripped it. She added strength and weakness to her grip. Then, as if checking the hardness, she grinned up at me.

"Lord Marie is so young, and yet you are already peeled. Ufufu. I am envious. So young."

and other dangerous comments.

When Lily tried to put my underwear on, Linoa stopped her with a hand, took my underwear, and had me step through. In the instant she pulled them up, she licked the head of my son just once!

After that she dressed me briskly, and as she did the air in the room cooled. For some reason Linoa’s face went red. Different from the flushed face of a moment ago. She looked embarrassed.