Chapter 797: Silver Rush 2 [Corti, Leyla, Leda]
Leda climbed onto the bed, while the sisters Leyla and Corti performed a striptease before her—one seductively, the other sweetly. I planned to enjoy all three together at the end. Well, not exactly the end—I definitely intended to go for a second round too.
“Yes. You want to take off my panties, don’t you?”
Corti, now in just her underwear, swayed her hips as she approached, standing before me with her hips thrust forward. That was certainly true, but Corti still had her bra on.
“I definitely want your panties off, but you’re keeping your bra on?”
“If you want it off, I’ll take it off. It’s no big deal, right?”
“Well, yeah……but man, with you, it’s like you’re saying 『I’ll let you do it』, and you sound weirdly bossy”
“I didn’t care either way from the start. Even if you rammed it in without taking anything off, or ripped everything to shreds, I wouldn’t be in a position to complain, right?”
Despite what she said, she had this oddly amused look on her face. True, Corti with the black collar was in that position. She existed purely for sex. But at the same time, I thought she was supposed to be considerate of my preference for loving, tender sex too. ……Well, she wasn’t exactly going against it, but still.
“So what are you gonna do? If you’re not taking it off, that kind of thing is fine too”
“I’ll undress you, but I don’t like your attitude”
“Hee? Punishment?”
Yeah, she’s definitely enjoying this. Is she trying to provoke me into a fight-like fuck? ……But then again, taking a deep breath and calming down a bit, you could almost call this touching in its own way. There are plenty of other obedient girls. Plenty of affectionate, proactive girls too. Corti, being a bit young for a dragon and lacking that striking figure, is probably trying to carve out her own niche by acting slightly provocative and demanding rough sex. It’s not entirely impossible that it’s just her personality……but considering Leyla, who’d normally look troubled by her sister’s mischief, isn’t scolding her and is just letting it slide, it’s safe to assume there’s some plan involved, at least one shared between the sisters. ……So.
“Ah, fine then”
I don’t really need to dismiss Corti’s efforts outright. She is a dragon, after all. Rough handling won’t cause serious injury. In fact, it’s hard to even leave a mark. And even if she somehow got hurt, this is one of Polka’s sacred springs. Combined with a dragon’s natural healing abilities, she’d be fixed in no time. Considering all that, if this is her attitude, going along with it isn’t exactly unethical. I slid Corti’s panties down to her thighs, half-pulled up her bra, and shoved her onto the bed.
“Kyaa……h, hey, rough!”
“You said fuck me hard earlier. This is just punishment”
Corti lay sprawled on the bed, her legs immobilized. I slid my hand under her hips from the side, parted her pale silver pubic hair, and thrust my middle finger deep into her slit.
“KKu……it’s lame to get all worked up just from a little teasing……♪”
“Watch your mouth. No matter how it got there, you’re my cock’s absolute slave, a cunt slave who obeys without question”
“I am obeying you……you can shove it in any hole you like and slurp away, but I don’t recall agreeing to have my speech regulated too”
“You insolent cum receptacle”
“……If you want me to be your cum receptacle, I’ll be one. But if you’re going to name me that, you better take responsibility and fill me up”
She constantly spouts insolent remarks, yet she obediently desires being fucked and filled with cum, never refusing. It’s a strange, unbalanced reaction, but it has its own peculiar charm.
“Wh, While Corti prepares, I could warm your cock in my little pouch……!”
Leda suddenly lunged forward, then sprawled out before me, spreading her legs wide.
“Like some kind of warm-up tool……”
“That’s perfectly fine. Whether it’s to kill time, play with, or of course, for serious pleasure……I consider it my duty as a female slave to let you use my cunt whenever you like!”
“You, you……it’s like you’re talking as if I’m not ready at all……♪”
Corti made a sound with my finger inside her, her face a subtle mix of anger and smugness.
“This is a pure fuck-and-dump hole, so of course I’m ready to be penetrated the moment I see this guy’s face……♪”
“Well, that’s a bit much too”
“After watching him bang other women right in front of us, all sloppy and messy, filling the air with that erotic smell……there’s no way us black-collar girls aren’t wet down there……♪”
Truthfully, Corti was aroused enough that her juices overflowed the moment her finger entered. Watching the other female slaves being violated probably made her project herself into their situation and get excited too.
“……I can’t exactly say she was ready to be fucked just from seeing his face, though”
“Hey, sister! Don’t betray me!”
“I’d appreciate a little delay before you insert into me”
Leyla’s perfectly timed backstabbing made me snort out a laugh. Well, that’s normal, right? ……I thought, then absentmindedly pulled her panties down carelessly.
“Hmph……”
Squelch. Her panties dragged a string of genuine juices. Soaking wet.
“……Come to think of it, you were quite the pervert too”
“……Oh, come on. At least let my little sister save face”
Leyla didn’t resist my hand pulling her panties, but she made a slightly sulky face. Seeing Leyla, with her intelligent, beautiful appearance, make that face was surprisingly cute because of the gap.
“……By the way, whenever you’re around, I always think I’m about to get a cock shoved in me”
Shario said, arms crossed. Yeah, well. That’s a fair assumption. That’s the contract, after all.
“Muu. I won’t lose to you in lewdness!”
“Is that something we actually have to compete over……?”
“Well, we are female slaves too……right?”
Tetes, Beatrice, and Neia were saying some questionable things too, but you lot should tone it down a bit. Getting wet just from seeing my face is a bit much. Anyway.
“……Well, since we’re here, I might as well have my fill, you lecherous dragon army”
I made another disgusted face and lined up the three of them: Lyla crawling with her legs spread, Leda in an M-shaped straddle, and Corti on her side. I casually thrust my hard cock into one, pulled out, moved to the next, thrust in, pulled out……slowly starting to play with all three of their holes.
“Hey……at least thrust ten times, okay♪”
“I, I’m happy to oblige, but……I’ll go deeper now……♪”
“Haa……harder, deeper, thudding inside……I want it……♪”
The three females moaned plaintively. I couldn’t experience true pleasure either, but I’d already ejaculated plenty with the first batch of female slaves, so I wasn’t in a hurry. These females, once my enemies. Now, beautiful women submitting to base lust. I would savor them more and more, thoroughly. Their female holes, their cries, the temperature and viscosity of their love juices. I would revel in the sense of conquest over them, sweetly panting for just this one cock.
The murmuring of the sacred spring, the rustling of the trees, and the chirping of birds envelop the tranquil forest. Within a small hut suddenly perched amidst it all, beauties harboring immense destructive power continue to play their symphony of pleasure. Even in summer, under the gentle sunlight, time flows with desire and bliss.
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As evening fell, Princess Ran and her Knight Fiona appeared at the secret hot spring. By that time, the orgy had finally calmed down, settling into a state of post-coital chatter.
“Smithson-sama”
“Ah, sorry. Am I interrupting?”
“N, No, it’s us who are intruding”
The two, wearing traditional Polka bath robes over sheer silk bathing gowns, hesitated for a moment at the sight of me and the completely naked female slaves. Eventually, they shed their bath robes and entered the bath.
“Forget the women, you at least cover yourself”
“……Yes”
Fiona said that (or so Laila, who was nearby as usual, translated for me), so I wrapped a large cloth around my waist. ……But Fiona, even through the thin silk, I could see bruises all over her body. How she manages to maintain such a strong-willed attitude in that state is impressive.
“……This Polka is a village of strong ones”
Sinking into the water up to her neck, let alone her shoulders, Fiona sighed and murmured.
“?”
“Ah, no……Fiona, today she sparred with the blacksmith’s daughter and the cat beasts……”
“……You lost? To Sara-chan?”
“……Yes”
Sarah-chan does have some ogre blood, so she probably has decent strength……but she lost to her? ……Wasn’t she still only ten or something?
“There’s always someone better……I never imagined my sword, honed by my father, a former member of the Royal Guard, would be so ineffective”
“…………”
Even after losing so badly, she doesn’t seem completely broken yet. Or rather, you’d think she’d finally realize her swordplay isn’t practical at all. Maybe I shouldn’t say it directly. ……Probably shouldn’t. If I pointed it out bluntly, she’d suddenly have to face the fact that she’s been completely deceived and raised as a useless ornamental doll. Discovering the pride that supported her wasn’t actually that great is one thing. But if it turns out to be all lies, fake, something that never even existed……it’s like the entire foundation vanishes. It’s no longer a matter of mental fortitude. For now, she just needs to start from the realization that there are too many things her sword can’t protect, and feel the necessity for a new kind of strength.
“By the way, how’s Princess Ran doing? Is your asthma getting better?”
“It’s still not quite……but I’m fine as long as I don’t have an attack”
“I suppose so……”
I wonder if she needs something like a declaration of full recovery, or some kind of tangible experience to really feel it. I gaze blankly at the last glow of the sunset fading beyond the trees, wondering if Dianne-san or Hilda-san have considered that.