Chapter 740: The biggest collar award ceremony ever 8 【Nord】
Mira and the other three are blue collars of lapdog slaves. However, there is no such thing as refusing to be impregnated. Socially, they are practically wives. After hearing Serenlium’s opening speech, I don’t think there’s any misunderstanding now, but again.
“With this on, Mira, Cima, and Lukino are all my female slaves. They will spend their time as my exclusive cunt. You can’t take it back after this, though”
“That’s right”
“Yes. Okay”
“You don’t have to keep asking”
I don’t agree with the lightness of it, you know? No, it is mainly Cima who is light. Why are you so light?
“I’d say you have a little less than a hundred years……at the most left in your life. I’ll be your exclusive pussy for at least that long”
“Hmm, well, it’s a pussy that no one has used in a hundred years”
“Think for a moment why your boyfriend is making that face, Cima. This is a very serious ceremony”
“You know what I mean”
No, yes. It’s certainly a similar case, and the motives were rough when it came to Fennel and the other four girls. They were expecting my skills as a 「Animal Trainer」 based on slightly exaggerated rumors, and now I wonder if it was a good idea to secure them as female slaves so easily. But what is this strange sense of uneasiness I feel from the attitude of these people? I think the vector is a little different. ……Ah, I see. They’re not like Fennel and the others because I don’t get that 「I don’t care if I’m excommunicated from my clan」 feeling of unwillingness. Even the cat beasts are weighed down by the fact that they need me to impregnate them in order for the colony to prosper. Unlike the girls who were explained the necessity of wanting to be female slaves and that it would make them much happier than not being female slaves, Mira-san and the others have nothing that would prevent them from becoming my female slaves. They are trying to become my female slaves almost on the spur of the moment. I can’t say anything if they say, that’s a Talc girl, that’s a dark elf.
“……I know you want to say it over and over. ……Sure, why bother with the bitch slavery at all? I know that you’re not a bad person, that you’re a good person, that you’re so good that all these female slaves are convinced……that you’re so good that they’re convinced, and that you’re so good that no one can complain about you. And that they’re going to have a much hotter hundred years than if they played conventional married couples with those other guys.
Mira and Lukino are both foolish, so they may be worried, but we have sisterly love for each other, you know. I’m not going to be a slave myself, but I’m going to be concerned about whether or not this will make both sisters happy, you know?”
“I’ll get into Cima’s argument later, but that’s pretty much it. I’m not sure if it’s the family power or the fact that we’re this noisy trio that got in the way of us……in Talc, but if it’s still going to taste good, then take it. You’re probably the only one who can shut my father and brother up and take us all in”
I don’t think you’ll be able to shut them up, Lukino. But, well……yeah. It’s not……a reason not to back down, but it may be reason enough to become a female slave without seeming to hesitate. That is much older than Fennel´s group, who are at most double digits in age. They are all three of them in the centenarian class. They had enough sense and discretion to make their decision. Now it’s just a matter of deciding if I want to be their exclusive pussy or not. And the answer to that question has already been decided.
“……Then”
I put a collar through one arm like a bracelet and stocked it. Then I wrap one of them around Mira’s neck and fasten it.
“……♪”
I kiss Mira, who is smiling incredibly seductively, and while I’m at it, I grab her breasts, which are too big for my palm. I put a blue collar around Cima’s neck and kiss her. She has a somewhat relaxed smile, but when I try to grab her breasts, she takes the initiative and squeezes my palm.
“If you say it’s a private pussy, then from now on these breasts are yours♪”
“From now on, feel free to come and rub them anytime you want”
“No, no. Come and 『Squeeze』 me whenever you want. I’d rather be your dedicated female slave for tit fucking♪”
“I’d rather massage you while fucking your pussy than give you a tit fuck”
“Then I won’t be number one”
Cima is obsessed with using her breasts to be number one. …I don’t dislike it, but, you know, paizuri. If I get too hung up on it, the gazes of the small-breasted group hurt a bit. I can imagine them being in a bad mood on the day when I put a full-time staff member there, so I’d like to ask them to do paizuri only occasionally. And last but not least, Lukino. Once I opened the collar to fit it, the adjustment was a bit too tight and time-consuming because the processing was a bit messy. I was more upset than necessary because I was the one who made it, and my hand slipped, but Lukino gently put her hand on top of mine.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry. I won’t run away”
“……Yes”
“Also, if you’re going to call Nord-nee-san by her first name, we should do the same……Master♪”
Although her tits are a bit more compact than Cima’s, Lukino’s balance is by no means anemic. If I look closely, her limbs and abdominal muscles are more dependable than the other two, and her body secretly shows her athleticism. If she danced like Nord-san, her boobs would be bouncing and bouncing in a spectacular manner. Or maybe a warrior type like Dianne or Nancy-san. ……No, I don’t think so. I can’t imagine a scene with these three of them holding swords. I finish putting the collar on with that thought in mind. Three dark elf half-sisters. Naked except for the collars. I also see Nord-san waiting a little further away, and I think again. The dark elf sisters with the most naughty brown bodies are all turned into female slaves. It’s a luxurious sight.
“Now all four of you are……my exclusive cunts”
I murmur, while Mira strokes herself up.
“Not yet, Master”
“……?”
“The sign of a slave contract. ……The oath of impregnation, right?”
Mira giggles and traces her lower abdomen to knead the……womb area.
“Not until it’s done, the exclusive pussy declaration is done……♪”
“I guess so. I don’t want you to get too emotional yet♪”
“Indeed. You promised to get me so wet, so I need you to start if you have time to daydream♪”
The three of them looked at each other and turned their hips to match each other’s timing.
『F, Fuck me……♪』
They each thrust their attractive butts side by side. Nord-san inadvertently missed the flow, and in a bit of a panic, she lined up and thrust her buttocks out in the same manner.
“I, I’m first, you know……!”
“I don’t know about that, no matter how much I call you Nord-oneesan?”
“I guess it depends on Master’s mood♪ He wants to fuck me while rubbing my tits♪”
“No hard feelings, sister♪”
Asses go from three to four. Even though they are sisters who have no resistance to each other’s nudity, be it an oasis or a undressing poker, it is still abnormal and wonderful that they share even the moment of their own seeding and degradation to slavery as a matter of course.
“Well, this time, in order……I’ll start with Nord-san”
“♪”
I cover the splendid naked bodies of these four sisters from behind and decide to use my genitals to claim ownership. It’s an act of marking. This is my own……and I will put my own smell and taste on the four naked bodies. I embrace Nord’s goddess-like beauty and rub my cock, still moist from the other woman’s love juices, against her sweaty ass.
“I’m going to fuck you, Nord-san……”
“No, I’m not!”
Nord-san says reproachfully, turning lightly and pressing her finger to my lips. It was. I cough and rephrase.
“……Nord. I’m going to fuck you”
“……Come with the intention of impregnating me the first time……my husband♪”
Yes. I have to call her out. And I must assemble her and fuck her and give her the full pleasure of being a female……. I am sure she will soon leave Polka and go back to dancing around somewhere in the desert. But what if she really does get pregnant? With these questions tucked away in my gut, I probe my labia between the confines of her buttocks, spread them apart, and push my lump of carnal desire into her.
“Nu……ha, aaa……♪”
Nord-san greets me with a happy nasal voice that says, I’ve been waiting for this. She’s wet, but I can’t push myself too hard yet. I dreamed of this desert idol’s fat belly as I looked at her brown backside while I gradually shook my hips and invaded deeper and deeper into her. If she wants to give birth to me, I have the most comfortable birthing environment here. If Nord-san wants that, of course I will provide it. But I will not use that as a reason to prevent her from leaving. She has freedom, including where and how she gives birth. If I deny her that, it will probably destroy the relationship between me and her. So, I won’t talk about it……if she gets impregnated, not now. Right now, I just aim to impregnate her. If possible, I hope that when she gets pregnant, she will rely on me to be honest with her, and I enjoy and ravage the vagina of my new slave, who claims her desire to get pregnant with a yellow collar, even though I am a little too quick to make a leathery calculation. Eventually, the end is near.
“Nord…… this is my oath……, ……deep down, I swear it……!”
At the center of the dancer’s dynamic hips, I remove the tag of pleasure.
“Haaa……a, haaa……♪ I swear……I swear, this is it……♪”
Nord-san ruminates on my words, her breath and spine shaking with fulfilling pleasure. The oath of impregnation. The proof that I have made a deal. The actual meaning of this is really a fluid thing, and there are many ways to interpret who or what swore what. So.
“I swear that I will definitely impregnate you……this is my vow……!”
“……Absolutely……♪”
The ritual, which should have been purely impure and slavish, somehow came together as a pure love affair between the two of them. Feeling strangely amused by this, I let my swelling pleasure explode inside Nord’s vagina.
“A, Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa……♪”
Nord-san takes it. The white muck overflows and flows down her brown inner thighs.
I pull my cock out of Nord’s ass and puts my hand on Mira’s ass, which is lined up beside her.
Gasping at the hefty ejaculation and the raging sexual odor, the short-haired dark elf sends an expectant glance over her shoulder.
……I nod back with my eyes.
My dick is still going strong. Don’t worry, I’ll keep going and going.