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[NTR] the Porter of the Warrior’s Party 62

Chapter 62 – Capture of [Porter]

I was sleeping.

Lately, I haven’t stayed up all night like before, and I’ve been sleeping soundly.
It was a satisfying night to the point where the days of staying up all night with unnecessary things such as sexual desire seemed meaningless.

Thump thump!

Until someone wakes me up.

“Fuck you, what kind of bird… Who are you?”

Unknowingly, I was trying to hit a double bath, but I belatedly took care of it.

Lately, I’ve been acting as nice as possible.

After that goddamn priest cast a strange curse on me, my sexual desire was completely gone.
But it wasn’t like it fundamentally changed my personality or anything like that.

I’m still a piece of trash, only my libido is gone.
So I put my trashy brain to work and came up with a good strategy.

I am using this opportunity to improve my image.
If it was like before, I would have used it to build a good image and eat those bitches, but now I don’t really need to do that, so it was just to increase my position in the party.

You just have to be careful with your mouth, but what’s difficult?
It’s not even a bad business.

Thump thump!

I asked who I was, and the other person knocked hard on the door again, as if he had abandoned his manners somewhere in the back alley.

Well, it’s not like he’s coming to stick a knife in my stomach, so it’ll be fine.

I opened the door without hesitation.

“Huh… Hehe…”

Seria was standing outside the door.
It wasn’t a perfectly normal look. The back of her hair was a mess, as if she had bitten her head on the floor, and she was rubbing her hand between her crotch with a face red enough to smoke.

I don’t know how he was educated, but he looked very shallow.
Looking at her like this, who would think she was an arrogant wizard?

“… Eh, not anymore…”
“What do you mean?”

I asked with a frown.

It looks like she came to visit me again in her own heat, but I had been vehemently refusing her visits for the past few days.
I’ve barely recovered my image, which was almost destroyed after being caught by the hero, but how can I ruin it with just this?

“… Why, why aren’t you doing anything… ?”
“I don’t feel like doing that anymore, and you don’t want to do it with someone you don’t love, do you?”
“Huh, fuck… Since when did you say you were a good kid…”

She stomped her feet in frustration.

“Anyway, if you’re here again for something trivial like that, I’ll close it. If that’s the case, didn’t I advise you to do it with the hero yesterday?”
“Huh… That, that thing… I mean it didn’t work…”

Seria lowered her head, perhaps ashamed of what she had said.

Fuheh, so that means it was a real job.
Looking back in my old memory, it was very difficult to satisfy women with real dicks.
Of course, it doesn’t matter if there is a skill that can make up for this, but what kind of skill is there for a warrior who has never eaten a woman?

“Okay, but there’s nothing I can do to help.”
“Huh… Now wait…”

As I tried to close the door, she hurriedly put her hand between the cracks in her door.

No, what if I close it like this?
I was startled for a moment and removed my hand from the doorknob.

During that short time, she burst open the door and came into my dorm.

Empty!

Seria reached her hand behind her back and closed the door.

“No, what the hell is this?”

You sure this crazy bitch isn’t going to fuck me?

Even when his sexual desire was strong, he had never played such a game, and even now when his sexual desire has been castrated, he refuses to do such a thing.

“Yes… You are bad… Making people like this… Whoa…”
“No, isn’t that because the lady is like a pervert?”
“Eww…”

A moment of concern flashed across her face.
After thinking for a moment, she made up her mind and took a step behind her.

“Boo, please… Please do it with me just once…”

That Seria put her hands together and asked me to bow her waist.
Both of their hands were trembling.

Shame on you.
It would probably be embarrassing enough to die.

It is to have a relationship with a man you don’t even like, and that’s in the form of a request.

Normally, men and women tend to cling to each other, but this time it was the exact opposite situation.
I have nothing to regret, and the only thing that matters is her.

… Aren’t those who don’t use this sick?
The guy who doesn’t use this opportunity and throws it will be a hero or better, or a stone on the roadside without intelligence.

I don’t have sexual desire anyway, but I didn’t become a eunuch.
She just didn’t have the heart to do it, her sexual function was normal, and her skills to satisfy her remained intact in my head.

How can I make the most of this opportunity?

I stroked my chin for a while and pondered.

“Wow, I’ll do whatever you want… Just for today please…”

She threw away her pride and everything and was asking me for a servile favor.
No, I didn’t throw it. Isn’t that why your hands are shaking like that?

I liked that.
It was satisfying that her pride still remained.

There is nothing more satisfying than thinking that such an arrogant and proud bitch would give up everything and become a female.

This is not something low-key like sexual desire.

The sight of great things falling to the bottom. I just want to see it
My shady tastes that have nothing to do with performance.

Good. Then I’ll break through the floor and drop you down to the basement.

A mischievous smile leaked out.

“Okay, I’ll grant your wish.”

As she groaned and tried to raise her head, I grabbed her hair and pressed her hard against her.

“Where are you trying to raise your head without permission from the subject of slavery?”
“No, slave…”
“Is not it?”

Seria shut her mouth for a moment.
I’m not worried. She only shut her mouth for a moment as she swallowed.

“No, that’s right… ♥”

She finally let go of her last string of reason in front of her hope that had barely arrived.

“Who am I?”
“That… Jeren… Sir…”

Seria stuttered and answered with her head down.

It’s Jeren, so it’s not bad.
But at this point, isn’t it just a normal upper-lower relationship?

“Call me master, like a slave.”
“Oh… Yes, master…”

When I pressed her neck and signaled her to sit on the floor, Seria slumped down on her knees.

“Whoa… I’m no longer interested in this stuff, so you take care of it. Whether you bite, suck, or do it with your hands, set it up and do it yourself. Okay?”
“Yeah…”

She gave a rough answer and came up between my crotches, so I pushed her chest with my foot.

“How about a thank you?”
“Sssss, gossips, thank you…”

Looking at it now, her eyes were already half-closed.
Does sexual desire make people stupid like this?

It was absolutely terrifying.

When I removed her feet and sat down, she carefully crawled to her knees and put her hands on my waist.

“I’ll get off… ?”
“Yes.”

As soon as Seria gave my permission, she pulled down her pants.
Seeing my saggy cock, she put on a slightly somber expression.

“Establish it yourself.”
“Yes…”

As I said before, it’s not like I’ve become a eunuch, so if you stimulate me, I’ll stand on my own.
The reason why my cock is dying in this situation is because there is nothing to be ashamed of in this situation itself.

If it was like before, I would have already stood on my feet, but it was a strange feeling.

The most fucked up thing about this curse is that it makes the culprit not want to break the curse.
In fact, it doesn’t really bother me that much when I get caught. I have no complaints whatsoever.

“Chewup… Chew… Ugh, why should I…”

As she eagerly licked it with her tongue and set up my pillar, she inadvertently complained.

“Do you resent her?”
“Oh… Oh no… She’s my friend… Because I’m a colleague…”
“Has she, her friend and her colleague, stolen your pleasure?”

Seria licked my cock silently.

“Aren’t you going to answer me?”

Took.

I gave her a slight kick in the stomach with her foot, and she responded hurriedly.

“I’m sorry! But Arin too… With good intentions…”
“Keuhehe, not being honest. Aren’t you dissatisfied because I didn’t fuck you right now?”
“Eww… Oh no…”

Puck!

“Haha! No, that’s right!”
“Yes? Was that bitch wrong?”

Seria glanced at my face, then she met my eyes coldly looking down and shrank.

“Yes yes… Arin… Sorry.”
“Right? It’s a very early age, isn’t it?”
“… Yes.”

There is no particular resentment towards Arin.
Oh, of course she was a bitch from the start, but she has no major complaints about this curse.

Still, if you can separate the two like this, there’s nothing you can’t swear at.
The worse the relationship between the two of them, the higher my stake will be.

“Arin is a bitch, try it. If you do, I’ll hit you.”
“… Do I really need to say that?”
“Since when did the slave bitch talk back?”
“Eww…”

She turned her head, revealing her disapproval.

“Oh shit, it’s okay. Go away. Hit your daughter by yourself.”
“I’m sorry! I will!”

As I pushed Seria away and tried to get her pants on, she clung to her feet.

“Main… Master, please…”

There were tears in her eyes.
Are the tears shed because she feels sorry for her self who has fallen to the bottom? Or is she shedding because she’s sad that she’ll end up not even fucking her?

I decided to sit back with her arms crossed and wait for her words.

“Huh… Ugh…”

As I flicked her finger, she looked at her finger at mine and closed her eyes.

“… Arin is… Dog, it’s the year of the dog…”
“Puhhhhh! Very good.”

She felt cold inside her mouth as she cursed her dear co-worker.

Yes, I have to do this to feel like I’m going to fuck you myself.

“Take off all your clothes and lie down.”
“Oh… ! Yes yes!”

Seria, who couldn’t stand it while washing my cock and continued to lift her hand up, jumped up and took off her clothes.
Seeing her obsessed with losing face and taking off everything, she suddenly thought of a prostitute she had met in the past.

She looked like the bitch hadtily stripped when she offered to give her a bonus as many coins went up on her chest as she had won big on the gamble.

“Huh?”

As she was admiring Seria’s naked body, she saw an unfamiliar red line engraved on her thigh.

“What is this?”
“Ah… When I did it with Eric earlier, I was torn…”
“Fuck.”

And then I saw it.
It’s because I wasn’t satisfied with that Hero bastard, so now I’m Lee Ji-kyung.

“Am I a substitute for that bastard?”
“Oh no!”
“No, fuck. It’s so damn good.”

Actually, it doesn’t matter much.
However, if it was in the past, I would definitely have messed up with this, so I just remembered the feelings at that time and followed it similarly.

Of course, I also really didn’t like it.
Isn’t it like using a used product that someone used just an hour ago?
I felt a little dirty, as if I had been given a dirty toy.

“You know that you like me right now? You say I’m risking something dangerous and annoying right now, but do you think the bitch’s attitude of being a slave will make you want to do it?”
“I’m sorry! Sorry! Uh, that’s not it…”

She was desperately trying to think of an excuse, rolling her eyes.
She didn’t like the way she tried to make excuses, but she watched for a moment with her arms crossed as she wondered what to say.

Even at this moment, my cock was withering little by little.

Seeing this, she hurriedly exclaimed.

“Gee, now! I was just trying to recover! Lord, in front of the master…”
“You don’t have any staff?”
“… Lord, my master…”

The attitude of making demands on the subject of slavery was arrogant, but apart from that, I was honestly a little curious.
What the fuck is the magic to restore the hymen?

When I gave her permission, she ran over and picked up my little staff that was lying in her corner.

“Well, then… I will begin.”
“Lie down so you can see.”
“Yes…”

She lay on her bed, holding her staff in one hand and spreading her cunt as wide as she could with the other.

“Whoa… Whoa… Shi, let’s start…”
“Do it faster.”
“Wow…”

She began chanting her spell, bringing her staff to her womb.

Piik!

Then there was the sound of wind escaping and a wisp of smoke leaked from the staff.

“… Did it happen?”
“This, because this output is weak… I’ll try again…”

Kim leaked.
Seeing that my face wasn’t getting better, she tried to excite me by rolling her head hard in her own way.

“… Huh, please give me a new mop instead of the old mop… !”

Flash!

A light flickered for a moment at the end of the staff.

“Is it done?”
“Yes yes! Perfect!”
“Okay, I’ll put it in as promised.”
“Go… Thank you…”

The sound of her pounding heart seemed to be heard from here.

How many days have passed since that day?
I think it’s been about a week.

Seria would never have been satisfied.
No matter how hard she tried on her own, she couldn’t feel as good as she did back then, and even the warrior she trusted betrayed her with a poor cock.

The only place she can trust is me now.
I covered her stomach and whispered softly in her ear.

“From now on, serve me and live.”
“… Yes, Master♥”

Refreshing my memory, I penetrated Seria’s vagina with her favorite angle.

“Ugh… ♥”

At the same time, a brilliant black rose appeared on my back.

The Porter of the Warrior’s Party

The Porter of the Warrior’s Party

[NTR] 용사 파티의 짐꾼, [NTR] the Porter of the Warrior’s Party
Score 6.4
Status: Completed Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
We hired a new porter for our party. By the way… From that day on, the condition of our party members became strange.

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