Chapter 63 – Capture of [Porter]
“Ugh, ugh… Ha ha…”
A moan escaped her mouth every time her back moved back and forth.
It had cooled down a little earlier and shrunk a little, but as I rubbed it back and forth in her vagina like this, my cock gradually grew.
“Aha… It’s grown, it’s grown… ♥”
She put her hand around my waist and hummed merrily.
Oh shit, but still not very impressed.
No, it feels so damn good to have completely captured this bitch. I mean, this sex isn’t fun.
It just feels like I’m working with my body to make Seria completely mine.
“Ahh, hah… Why, why don’t you say anything… ?”
“Which is better, the dragon or mine?”
“That, that…”
A moment of hesitation crossed her face as if she hadn’t completely forgotten him yet.
She added hastily as I slowed down the fucking.
“Lord, Master! Eric is… Eric is too sleepy, too small… Because I can’t…”
“Can’t you hear me well?”
As I slowly stimulated her, I sped her up again and she opened her mouth with her stutter as she looked at my face.
“To… I like the owner better than Eric… ♥”
Hehe, good.”
I can’t be satisfied with sex, so I have to do it like this.
Seria is satisfied with her being with me, and I am satisfied with watching her break down.
Isn’t this a good relationship that benefits each other?
“Haha… Ugh, master… More, faster…”
“Who gives orders to the master?”
“I’m sorry… !”
When I gave her a slight scare, her tightness instantly improved.
As she penetrates the tighter vagina, the feeling of ejaculation rises little by little.
I could have endured it more if needed, but I didn’t want to shake my back harder.
“Cheap.”
“Oh, that… Yes, yes!”
Seria pondered for a moment, then she hugged me tightly with both legs.
All her limbs were holding me, as if she were hanging.
Wow!
Beaurek!
“Haaaaa… ♥”
She climaxed as she hugged my chest.
The trembling is transmitted through my chest as it is.
It was the first time I had driven without sexual desire, so I wondered if it would work, but seeing her appearance, it seems to have been successful.
“Ha ha… Ugh…”
“Are you okay, slave girl?”
“Yes, yes he… This, finally after a week…”
Her eyes were slightly upturned to the point of looking dangerous.
I was frightened for a second because I felt like I was watching drug addicts, but fortunately I came back quickly.
Damn, this isn’t going to taste like drug addicts later, right?
I like a dependent bitch, but I don’t need a drug-dependent bitch.
Well, it must mean that doing it with me feels good like a drug. That’s it.
How do you sleep here anyway?
My bed was already littered with her sweat, her love juices, and my semen.
Grow up in a place like this? Even if you die, it’s a specification.
“Hey, what are you going to do with this?”
“Hey… ? Ah… I will wipe it.”
She held her staff with her trembling hands and aimed at her bedspread.
“Hey, who’s going to use it without permission?”
“Yes? That, but earlier…”
“You have to ask for permission every time you write. Is not it?”
She looked bewildered as if she still lacked the awareness of a slave.
Now you just have to plant it slowly.
“Oh… S, can I use the staff?”
After…
It was a line I didn’t want to lend even if anyone heard it.
“… S, lend me your staff, Master!”
It’s not as bad as before. But still not enough
“As the owner’s staff… Allow me to clean the bedspread I soiled myself!”
Well, it’s still a bit disappointing, but I can barely give it a passing grade.
When I gave her permission, she quickly cast her spell.
Then the stain on the bedspread began to get smaller little by little.
“… Are you slow?”
“Ah… That, I don’t like the staff…”
“So is it my fault?”
“Oh no! It’s because I, I’m lacking!”
I nodded her head, satisfied with her answer.
What, the promising genius wizard of the Mage Tower?
Now that she’s become a female, she’s just a half-assed wizard.
“Okay. I picked up the four years that were still lacking, so be thankful for the rest of your life.”
“… Yes.”
Her face darkened slightly.
Seria seemed to be facing reality again, as if the afterglow of pleasure had gone.
Her face was as red as her hair in a different way than before.
Will she still accept her situation?
It’s great that she’s completely over, but if she hangs on to me like she’s master only when she’s in heat, that’s half the deal.
All I want is complete submission, a faithful slave girl who deeply accepts being bred by me.
“Hey.”
“… Yes.”
“Who are you?”
Conflict flashes across her face.
If not here, what should I do?
Fuck me again and make me listen? That’s not bad either. It’s just that I’m more annoying and difficult.
“No, slave…”
“Who is your master?”
“… It is you.”
Surprisingly, she answered meekly.
The last answer was a bit intrusive, but it wasn’t dishonest, so I was generous.
“Good. Starting today, you are not Seria the wizard, but Seria the female slave. Got it?”
“… Yes.”
“Go in now. Listen carefully to what I have to say.”
“…”
What?
She was still sitting on my bed, hesitating.
“What do you have to say?”
“… Ha, can you do it one more time?”
I was somehow obedient.
And the next day, I was walking around the capital with Seria.
It would be embarrassing in many ways if caught, but it was also necessary.
It took me to permeate every part of her in her seria in order to drop her fully into her hands.
You can’t rise above a deviant partner simply by having sex.
And there was also the certainty that he would not be caught in the slightest.
The hero and Yuni are at the bar, and Arin is at the church. From what I’ve observed over the past few days, their routines are pretty much fixed.
If you come to this alley that is quite far away, you won’t run into anything.
“Ah, that… It is delicious.”
She, who was walking behind her, tugged at her sleeve and said quietly.
He kept trying to walk side by side with me, so I taught him the duties of a slave, and after that, I kept my distance fairly well.
Why did she suddenly point to a street shop? Nothing to ask
Just grab it too hard and it will break.
Sometimes you have to show a good side of yourself to be effective.
“Go buy it. In two.”
“That… Two goals in one…”
When I put up two coins, Seria hesitated for a moment before saying,
Damn it, it flew great.
I put two more coins on it as if nothing was wrong.
She lowered her head slightly as if she hadn’t done it, and sprinted up to pick up her two skewers.
“What is this?”
“It was grilled with pork and a lot of things… It is delicious.”
I took a bite and it was delicious enough to openly trade in the capital city.
Anyway, since they’re like this, they’re more like lovers than slaves.
I bit off the skewer and glanced at Seria.
She was eating her skewer with a happy face.
While eating the skewer, he happily bites at me without looking at me.
Come to think of it, isn’t this situation the way she induced it?
I ordered Seria to follow me discreetly, three steps away from me, but now she was naturally next to me.
I don’t feel any reluctance from her at all.
“Ah, maybe after this… If you don’t have a schedule, why don’t you stop by the magic shop?”
“It doesn’t matter, what happened?”
“Staff… That’s too bad.”
Now you’re trying to lead me
Obviously, when he was first dragged out, he showed signs of refusal, but now there is no sign of it.
It wouldn’t have been that his affection for me had suddenly springed up.
At first glance, it seems like a good situation to me, but not knowing what my slave is thinking is disqualifying as a master.
There must be a reason for her actions.
“The hero should be able to use magic like me, but don’t you need that guy’s?”
“… For Eric, since he has spirit magic, it should be fine.”
Seria responded by tying her other arm with one hand.
Seeing his eyes slightly turned, he seemed sad.
Are you feeling sorry for the warrior?
I decided to dig a little more.
“Didn’t you originally want to go to the dragon?”
“… Why, why do you say that?”
Her hand gripping her own arm tightens.
This is it
“Well, okay. I don’t really like Dae-yong, but I’m a good owner. Guide me.”
Depressed by her words, she smiled.
“What is funny?”
“… A good owner, Bon… Isn’t it a bit funny for Master to think of it?”
“… Guide me.”
So, she set her mood appropriately and moved her steps under her guidance.
I’ll make today a fun date.
The hero is busy these days and can’t take care of her, so shouldn’t he take care of her country instead?
Even I thought, I was a good slave owner without two.
And in the end, I couldn’t buy a staff until evening, because there was nothing that caught her prickly eyes.
Still, it seemed fun, so this was it.
