Chapter 738: The biggest collar award ceremony ever 6 【Beatrice, Galatia】
Beatrice feels no shame or burden from the collar. In that regard, she is no different from cat beasts. If wearing it makes her feel good, there is no reason not to wear it……that’s the logic. At 15 years old, she still has a long way to go as a person and as a woman. From now on, I will take the time to clear up her misunderstandings, teach her common sense, and help her rediscover what true happiness is……perhaps that is the right thing to do. Deceiving a talented girl who stood out in a world of scarcity and binding her to a life of sex in this backwater town might be a grave sin. But even if I’m called a villain, I can’t bear the thought of letting another man touch the girl I’ve already taken. This girl had sex with me. She smiled at me, wanting more. Once that happened, there’s no escaping my possessiveness and desire to control her. I’m not a saint or a hero—just a greedy, perverted freak. Acknowledging that once again, I force myself onto Beatrice, who now wears a brand-new collar, and pour my semen into her womb. I have to be fully aware of this. If I blame this abnormal situation on her, when my passion starts to fade, Beatrice will be so wounded she won’t be able to stand up. Whether such a day comes or not, I must not back down. With renewed awareness, I mount the black-haired warrior girl and thrust my hips toward the 「Oath of internal ejaculation」.
“Beatrice……my……my……warrior dedicated to my cock……!”
“What……what are you doing……♪ Now, of all times……♪”
“I’m just checking because I’m happy I got you, you slut……!”
Like a suggestion, I confirm the truth. I confirm that she no longer sees that humiliating name as humiliating. Like Neia, I embrace her small body, unworthy of the title of hero and the fate she was burdened with. I taste her vagina as nothing more than a female hole and torment it. This is the new fate she has chosen. The perverted happiness she had obtained by trusting this man. Amidst the heated gazes of dozens of women, I recite it, making it familiar to both Beatrice and myself, devouring it. I won’t run away. I won’t let her escape. Peering into Beatrice’s eyes, blurred by pleasure, I tightens my resolve along with the collar around her neck. This 「Oath of Impregnation」 is probably just a trivial matter for Beatrice now, but it is my vow. I will not abandon the girl who opened her legs for me out of love. I will not let her go by saying something reasonable like 「There is another future」. The time to choose such an option has long passed, and now it would be nothing but betrayal. This is a ritual to remind myself of that. I will impregnate her. Make her give birth to my child. I will acknowledge that she is now a woman who is meant to bear my children.
“Beatrice……! I’ll make you a mother……I’ll make you give birth to my child, no matter what……!”
“Yes……please……make me a mother……♪ If you’ll do that, I’ll love your cock as much as you want……♪”
Struggling for escape, swearing to each other. Beatrice and I……here, surrounded by many female slaves and Neia watching nearby, we confirm our future.
“KKu……o, oo……!”
“Huaa……a, ahiaaaa……aaah♪”
A massive load of semen surges into the immature vagina. I thrust it into the black-haired girl’s womb with no escape, holding her tightly. Feeling her slender body tremble with intense pleasure, I savor every last bit of the escalating pleasure within her.
“……Haa, haaa……haa, haa……hey, Papa”
“……Master?”
“……Either is fine, but hold me tightly like that?”
“…………”
“Train me more. I want you to hold me so tightly it hurts……♪”
……Even with such a slender body, she’s still a hero, I suppose. Or maybe I’m just too weak. Also, I should probably stop overusing the term papa. If someone misunderstands it in Polka, I’ll die. No, I don’t think anyone would misunderstand, but still.
I take a breath and drink some sacred spring water. When I sit up, Jeanne thoughtfully brings it to me. I down a cup from the tavern’s ceramic mug, which is usually filled with alcohol, to moisten my throat, then take off the next collar. I feel like a boxer or something.
“Next is……Galatia. You”
“……Y, Yeah”
With 16 people, deciding who goes first is a tough call. But I’ve already decided who goes last. It’s Leyla, Corti and Shario, who are in special positions. Shario can refuse without going with the flow, so I’ll put her last. It’d be sad if she had to stay behind even after refusing. Working backward from there, I want to place Emma and Leda around that time. If we don’t call the dragons as a single group, it’ll make them anxious. Also, dragging out Lady before the atmosphere warms up would be cruel. I want to go with the momentum and do it all at once. For that, it’s better to have Gloria and Cosmos in the same group, and again, later in the game is better than the beginning. ……By subtracting the girls I want to place in the latter half, I can narrow down the choices to those without a reason to be there. Galatia fits perfectly, and her strength in challenging situations was also a deciding factor. Pirate girl, Galatia Lardo. After spending some time bathing in the sacred springs in Polka, her healthy, sun-kissed skin and dazzling golden hair still glow. She has a good figure to begin with. As someone who practices martial arts, her upper body has just the right amount of muscle around the shoulders, and her slender thighs give her a healthy, athletic appearance. Her breasts are neither too large nor too small, but their shape is perfect, suggesting a realistic, comfortable feel. There are girls with extremely large breasts and those with extremely small ones, but a body that isn’t extreme has its own charm. After all, life isn’t just about being sweet or spicy.
“……E, Emm……I’m supposed to kneel, right?”
Realizing how embarrassing it was, she tried to cover her chest and crotch, but then she snapped out of it and bravely reached out her hands, making a fist to cover herself. She probably thought she wasn’t prepared enough to do that now. I don’t expect her to completely abandon her modesty, but if she accepts me, I’ll end up taking her anyway.
“Let me look at your body some more before that”
Holding a clay jug in one hand, I step into the center of the crowd and gazes lustfully at the naked girl’s body. The jug contains sacred spring water. I jerk my cock, still wet with love juice and semen, and she looks at it, her face betraying neither shame nor surprise, but something indescribable. Her pen-like tail trembles nervously. Being the center of attention like this must be unbearable. Even I feel a little intimidated by the crowd. Among the many elves, Galatia stands out as a beastman with noticeable pubic hair. I can tell from her finger movements that she probably wants to hide it rather than show it off. If most of them don’t have any, then letting it grow freely might be seen as rude or sloppy……that’s probably how she feels. I guess if an elf were the only human among them, she’d feel embarrassed that she doesn’t have any, like a child. It’s just my imagination, though. Enjoy her subtle moments of shame to the fullest.
“……Alright, kneel down. I’ll put the collar on you”
“Ah, thank you……”
Galatia gets a blue collar. A symbol of a pet slave. If she had to choose between a yellow collar for a breeding slave, she wouldn’t be in a hurry to get pregnant, so this one is fine. Beastmen have good racial compatibility, so she might still get pregnant quickly depending on the situation.
“You’re also my cock’s exclusive pleasure slave. From now on, you’ll spend your days making my cock feel good”
“……Y, Yes”
Galatia looked up at me with a shy expression, fidgeting and swallowing her saliva.
“……So, basically, I just have to let you fuck me every day, right? I’m good at sucking, after all”
Galatia lightly licked my stomach. It felt a bit rougher than a cat’s tongue, but still mildly rough.
“……So……em……it’s more like I’m doing it for my own pleasure than for your dick, right?”
“It doesn’t matter”
“……Really?”
Galatia asked timidly. Even though she was about to become a slave, she seemed to be concerned about the distinction between serving and indulging in her own pleasure. Having grown up in the pirate trade, where slave trade is commonplace, such a casual relationship might bother her.
“I’m all for my female slave becoming promiscuous toward me. Go ahead and get as erotic as you want for my pleasure”
“……Emm. If you let me run wild……I might get so lewd that even I’d be shocked”
“With Cosmos and Hilda around, it’s hard to be shocked”
The female slaves (mainly the dark elves who know Hilda well) giggle quietly. Glancing over, Hilda makes a pouty expression, while Cosmos sends a provocative glance and licks her finger, as if to say, 「Are you sure you want to say that? I’ll get serious」. It’s a bit scary, but thanks to those tough guys, I’ve gotten used to horny cat beasts.
“Above all, holding such a ceremony and making everyone take lewd oaths. Don’t think I’m just some master from the countryside, you country girl”
“……You’re just a country bumpkin”
“Right”
We tease each other about our hometowns with a smile. Yeah, Lapal isn’t exactly a big city, but Polka is definitely a total backwater.
“Then let’s act like country bumpkins and go wild. They say sex is the best part of living in the country, right?”
“……Yeah. I didn’t know that……now that you’ve told me, I realize how perverted I am”
From a kiss, I pushed her down again. As we entangled our bodies and explored each other, we soon stopped caring about the other women’s gazes. Galatia was probably the same. Young girls get so caught up in the moment that they can’t see anything else. ……And Galatia thrust her hips upward while being pinned down by me.
“……I want you to do it from behind……come on, I’m a beastman”
There’s no real reason why beastmen have to do it from behind. It’s just an excuse to act like animals in heat. They often use that kind of language. I want to be with you like a real beast, wildly and passionately. I hide that desire deep inside. ……Yeah. By the way, this is from erotic scroll knowledge. I’m not sure if most beastmen actually say that in their culture. But Cosmos probably knows. Next time I get the chance, maybe I can have a post-sex chat to compare notes on erotic scroll knowledge. ……Thinking that, I grabbed Galatia, who was on all fours, from behind, spread her well-toned butt cheeks wide, and exposed her pussy under the magic light.
“Then it’s a vow of impregnation, you pervert”
“……Alright, you pervert♪”
We insulted each other with words of praise, loving each other. Then I plunged into her pussy, which was swollen like a full moon. My cock, which had already shot two loads into Selenium and one each into Neia and Beatrice, remained as hard as ever, tearing into Galatia’s vagina.
“Nnnn……♪”
Galatia moans like a kitten and arches her back. Her back, far more flexible than that of an ordinary human, curves beautifully. As her long hair spreads out and adorns her curves, I enjoy the sensation of Galatia’s vagina, both for myself and for her. This girl isn’t someone I should just easily incorporate into my circle of carnal desires—she has a future and talent. Now that I’ve made up my mind with Beatrice, I can enjoy the pure resonance of our sexual desires. Her hips move with such vigor, seeking pleasure even more than my own movements. Having received the mark of the collar, she can now express her desires without hesitation, and I ride her endlessly, pursuing the pleasure that resonates deep within her womb.
“……I’ll keep making you scream like this forever……!”
“……Yes, make me scream……anytime, as much as you want, I’ll let you cum inside me……I’ll drink it all in my womb……♪”
“Ah, I’m coming, Galatia……!”
“……Come, come……eh, eaaa……♪”
As the intensity escalates, we engage in an unstoppable, fierce thrusting battle, culminating in a violent, explosive ejaculation. Unable to control the sensation piercing my brain and lower body, I spray a generous load deep into Galatia’s flesh.
“AA, aa……ahaa……♪”
As I continued thrusting with momentum, each stroke caused a lewd bubii, bubyubyuu sound to emanate from the gaps in her vagina, and semen overflowed. Galatia trembled in ecstasy and collapsed onto the mat with her hips thrust upward.