Chapter 641: The Oath of the Female Slaves 2
I thought Neia was going to come straight to me, but she ran up to Emma, making a flopping (since she was barefoot on the tiled rooftop) sound.
“Umm, can I borrow your pendant?”
“Sure, but……”
……Ah, by the way, Neia has been treated as a female slave since the end of the Kalwin case without a collar, but she doesn’t have a special collar just yet. But I don’t think people doubt that Neia is a female slave and I don’t think she needs a replacement for the collar. I seem to be the only one who thinks so, and the other girls are nodding their heads in agreement, saying, 「So that’s what you mean」.
“You were so excited about making me your female slave, but at a time like this, it’s cruel to act like you’ve forgotten about it”
Neia lifts her fluffy hair lightly and puts the pendant around her own neck with a slightly swollen face. It’s really cute how she acts like that while wearing a see-through dress with a lot of motivation.
“Ah……I didn’t forget about you. Neia hasn’t even made a full-fledged vow to be a female slave yet, so I’m not sure if she can’t take a little bit of a stand on this kind of thing”
She talks about her status as a female slave as if she is humiliating herself and then vows to be one. Such a 「Present to yourself」. Even if it’s a project decided by everyone, it’s not as if you can really mix it up from your newest position. ……Well, the real newest is Emma, but she is a dragon, so she is originally forward in her vow of obedience.
“I think I’ve already acquiesced to everything you ask of me. I have no hesitation in devoting myself to you and spending the rest of my life as your sex slave if you will save Kalwin. I will be a woman who, like everyone else, will be naked at any time, open her legs, shamelessly begging for a child and flooding her womb with semen at all hours of the day and night……”
“Ah, no, where does the gift-giving begin? I mean, has it started……?”
“……If you want, I can use a different wording”
Neia says bold things, but she’s still not quite ready to accept it and she holds herself shyly. Even if she wraps her arms around her, her clothes don’t cover her bare skin at all and the mid-sky sun makes her silhouette even more clear through the thin silk.
“……Now, it’s yours. My body isn’t for slaying monsters or people, it’s for rubbing your dick. You have already snatched it from a fate of carnage……this body and this heart. Making a child with you, or just clashing with your sexual desires……nothing brings me more joy than endless intimacy”
……It’s doubtful whether Neia is that into it yet. But I can tell that she wants to be that way……she wants to be that obsessed.
Neia is a very responsible girl. Even if I wanted to throw her out, I couldn’t. Now I’m running Dragon Palace, Dianne is setting up the political structure and High Priest Duke……and Deputy King Brian are beginning to move Kalwin. As a local and a competent and centripetal swordsman, Neia is certainly an important person for them, but there is little substantial reason for Neia to directly stoop to the level of Neia anymore……. As far as the process goes, she can be corrupted as a female slave under me now. My involvement with Kalwin would have a much greater effect than Neia alone running around. But even knowing that, Neia cannot be corrupted. I know that. Neia is fundamentally too serious and too kind. She feels sorry for anything that makes her feel good and happy to the tips of her own head. I can’t live a life where everyone forgets about their still-unhappy homeland, even if they can’t do anything about it and paints their heads in sex. But because Neia is such a Neia, I want to make her happy. Her words about being a female slave to her, so still, a goal with a desire. I’m sure she’s not lying when she says she’ll accept whatever I do. But the image of a lust-crazed female slave is one that I must strive to become someday. Somehow distorted, but for Neia, she 「Wants to be」 such a corrupt woman someday. To make me happy. And to truly put an end to the destiny that has followed her until now.
“So, I declare to you once again. I want you to have all of me at your disposal. Ejaculate on my skin everywhere and please impregnate me with your child. I will accept whatever you give me. Please imprint your training, your pleasure, and your semen on my body……. I will make you a good slave”
“……Even if you say intense things, Neia is still Neia”
“Wh……What do you mean……nn”
The same kind of disgusting words, but somewhat out of touch with the real thing. Is that Neia’s good point or bad point? But I fell in love with her like that. I felt like I wanted to make her happy. I kissed her to stop her words and embraced her, feeling the heat of shame that I could feel even through the sheer fabric. I still wanted to dye her slowly.
By the time we are done with that kiss, Beatrice removes the pendant that Neia was wearing from behind. She’s going to put it around her neck, looking at me with an upward glance.
“……Hey Beatrice”
“Wh, What?”
“I don’t know how many times I’ve said this, but why are you in the mix?”
“……Why can’t I? If I put it on, I can mix in with……right?”
“……I, I suppose so. Do you understand? This is just a show of submission to me”
I feel like Beatrice got mixed up in the flow, but this is humiliation as a woman. You present yourself against me. If the female slaves do it, it’s not a big deal because it’s just a girl who has already given herself to me and is emphasizing it, but in Beatrice’s case……no matter how much she says she’s only 「Playing」 thanks to the pendant, I don’t know. I’m not sure what’s going to happen if she throws away her dignity as a woman and 「Plays」 submissive, even though she doesn’t have any obligation to do so.
“……What should I do then?”
“What do you mean……no, Gloria isn’t participating either, so why don’t you just stay back for now?”
“……Are you that uncomfortable with me being there?”
“Eh……no, that’s not what I meant, is it?”
Beatrice clutches the hem of her thin dress and bows her head.
“Why do you try to stop me from doing it when you don’t stop other women from doing it? The other girls are happy, but you’re telling me to go away……that’s terrible”
“No, wait, wait. Why do you sound like you’re about to cry? This is, to be honest, a very abnormal behavior, you know?”
I tried to explain in a hurry, but Neia stopped me.
“Smithson-san. ……That’s not right”
“Eh”
Am I saying something weird? I wonder and Anzeros sighs.
“Have you ever been to a friend’s birthday party as a child?”
“……W, well, I guess”
“Have you ever been turned away at the front door?”
“Eh”
……N, No……well, not that kind of thing……. I never had it myself, but yeah, I saw it once. When I showed up reluctantly at a birthday party for a girl I was fighting with and sure enough, she left after cursing at me and saying 「Go home, you idiot」 and 「Shut up, I shouldn’t have come, you idiot」! And then the person who turned him away got angry with his parents and started crying. It was a very awkward birthday party.
“Yes, I have been there. A girl who played with me with her ears covered told me, 『It’s your birthday next time, so come on over』. But I couldn’t take my hat off inside the house, let alone outside. And when my parents saw my ears, they said, 『Why is an elf coming to our house?』”
“……Uh”
I can’t even imagine.
“You know what? It’s the same thing”
“…………”
Oh, yeah? No, well, it’s a birthday party in form only and I’m certainly the one being celebrated, so I’m recommending that you don’t attend. ……Sure, you’re right, though.
“But, you know, that kind of female slave thing”
“Andy. ……I’m not going to complain. Beatrice knows that. She knew that and she thought Andy would be happy about it. How can you tell her to go away?”
“……Uh”
I’m sorry, Beatrice, but did I say something terrible?
“……Sorry Beatrice. ……My fault, that is”
I still wonder how much Beatrice knows, though. Maybe this kind of 「I’ll accept the humiliating treatment」 is not something to worry about if she’s comfortable with it. Beatrice sniffs her nose, then says, 「Yes」 and is silent for a while. And again.
“……I’ll……give you……me. ……You can fuck me any way you want. You can make babies like everyone else and if you want me to pucker your cock anytime, anywhere……I’ll do so and I want to be yours……. Be daddy’s cock slave”
“……Do you like it daddy?”
“……Because you were happy……”
Then she turned away.
“……A, Are you stupid to be happy just to say these things? ……B, Because in the end it’s the same thing, I’m just paraphrasing what I made sure of before, this”
“Beatrice!”
Neia calls her name scoldingly and Beatrice turns her back sulkily. Well, her butt was completely exposed. ……Ah, but as Beatrice said, I think she told me before that it was okay to make babies.
“We’re the last one to do this. If you hadn’t said that nasty thing, you could have fucked me right away”
Beatrice turned around and looked up at me with a slightly wan expression on her face, then glared at me with her mouth agape as if in a panic. I guess she realized that she had missed her chance, but she couldn’t emotionally flirt with me again, so she couldn’t help but glare at me after all. It was so obvious and so childish……I just couldn’t help but find it cute.
“Beatrice. Is that promise still valid?”
“……”
I said with a grin, pointing at her chest.
“Take off your clothes”
“……!”
I wonder if there’s any girl who looks this happy when told to take off her clothes. Her face went from one of disbelief to a bright one. I glanced at Beatrice, who was eagerly taking them off and turned to the other girls.
“Is it okay?”
“Of course. As long as you like it, Andy
“It’s just a change of order, that’s all”
“Kukuku, good, good. It’s the grown-ups’ job to give it up to the kids”
“……Irina is still so small”
“Sh, Shut up. You’re not so fine that you can talk over me, Maia”
“A little better”
I’m glad the slaves are getting along so well. The first time I saw Beatrice, who had learned to take off her clothes with a little more dignity than before, I greeted her with open arms while I soaked in the water-filled bathtub under the midday sun with my clothes still on, from the bottom up. There is a sound of splashing and a splash of water. The sparkle of the water colors my vision like a jewel in the desert’s clear blue sky. I was filled with a sense of fulfillment after everyone’s confession, so I reached out to the other slaves who jumped into the tub one after another in their flimsy dresses and with a laugh, I assembled the happy Beatrice and began the first shot.