Chapter 44
My relationship with Claude is still nothing more than that of master and slave.
Nothing has changed.
Nothing has changed, and it's no different from usual, but…
“Hehehe….”
Why am I feeling so good?
It was for a very small reason.
Claude told me I was his female.
Those words were especially meaningful to me.
What does he think about this momentous event?
Well…if I had to guess, I suspect he thinks the same as usual.
‘Aris is my woman.’
As his slave and his woman, I belong to Claude.
“Heh, Master♡”
But for me, Aris—
for Aris the female Wolpi, it is truly meaningful.
On the graph of my life, it must be one of the biggest events.
“Heehee…Master….”
In fact, until now, he had never once told me
that Aris was his woman….
Naturally, since I was his slave, I was his property in everyone's eyes.
There had been no need to declare it separately, but….
You know that feeling?
Perhaps it's an instinctive longing engraved in me as a Wolpi, as a female.
Of course, I don't simply want to hear him say, ‘You're my woman.’
If he'd said it to me privately, I probably would have felt burdened.
But there's an important point here.
He declared it in front of other male Wolpis.
‘This female is mine!’
Nothing had changed at all in my relationship with Claude, but it was a very important event.
It was only a casual remark, but….
A female acknowledged by a male.
A female marked so other males wouldn't dare covet her.
To a Wolpi, this meant accepting me as his primary mate.
Because Claude had acknowledged me in his own words.
It was no different from proposing to me.
Of course…Claude probably doesn't think anything of it even now.
We shouldn't impose Wolpi culture on a human, should we…?
Above all, he is my master.
A slave as his primary mate…such a thing couldn't possibly happen.
Thinking about things like this would only make me depressed.
For now, I should enjoy the present.
Let's be grateful that I can open my eyes like this, held in Claude's arms.
He isn't the terrifying male who pressed me down and tried to beat me yesterday.
My gentle, kind master♡
“Hehehe….”
Yesterday, after Claude saved me, all we did was have sex as if we were going to die.
How did it end...? I have no memory of it at all.
Did we fall asleep in the corridor without keeping watch, worrying about safety, or anything?
Just now, when I opened my eyes, I found myself held in his arms.
I was enjoying his body heat while breathing in the scent of his warm chest.
“Heehee….”
I couldn't help smiling, and my wagging tail wouldn't stop.
Come to think of it, when will Claude wake up? He was still sleeping soundly, his eyes tightly shut.
I was happy just looking at his face like this.
I reached out and touched his nipple. Below it, his cock stood magnificently erect for the morning.
If I had my way, I would pull down his pants and give him a handjob, but….
His arm had me pinned down, so I couldn't move right now.
Unfortunately, all I could do was lower my hand and stroke him through his pants.
“Heehee….”
I feel good.
He isn't touching me or kissing me.
Just being held in his arms while he sleeps without doing anything makes me feel good.
Time passed like that.
“Master…?”
Why was he still not getting up to leave?
Come to think of it, I'd needed to pee for a while now….
I tried to slip away, but his arms tightened around me with a firm squeeze.
What should I do? It was cute, like a child sleeping while hugging a doll, but….
Should I hold it a little longer? A slave shouldn't wake her master.
But even more time passed, and Claude showed no sign of waking.
“Mm…M-Master? Um…just a moment.”
What should I do? I can't hold it much longer.
I decided to shake him gently and try to wake him.
I couldn't just wet myself like this.
But Claude didn't react at all. Still holding me, he rolled over.
“Kya!”
I was carried to the other side in his arms and landed on the floor with a thud….
I feel like some leaked out from the impact…!
“M-Master? Master! Um…!”
“Mm….”
Claude groaned and seemed as though he was about to wake.
I desperately wanted him to open his eyes, but why wouldn't he?
“Master, I…please let me go. Master!”
But he only pulled me even more tightly against him.
“Ah…aah, n-no! Mas…ter!”
I pounded on him to wake him, but Claude grabbed my breasts and wouldn't let go.
In the end, it didn't turn out well.
“Sob…!”
A stream trickled out—I’d had an accident.
“Hm? Huh? Ari…s?”
“Sniff, uuu….”
Claude, who had been holding me, opened his eyes when he felt the warm liquid.
Then he looked down, and finally at me.
“Aris? Did you just pee….”
“Ugh, uh…waaah!”
I felt wronged. And embarrassed.
A grown adult had wet herself in bed.
It wasn't my fault, but Claude had been asleep.
He had only been holding me without moving….
“Aris! I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
“Sob, uuu…Master…why are you apologizing….”
But Claude suddenly began apologizing.
I wiped away my tears and looked at him.
“I wanted to keep holding you…so I didn't let go. I'm sorry.”
“What? S-so you were awake?”
“…Yes. I'm sorry. Truly….”
This was a little hard to believe.
I couldn't hit my master, and my sense of injustice only made me cry harder.
“Sob…uuuu….”
“Aah! I'm sorry! I'll clean you up!”
Claude hurriedly conjured water and washed me clean.
I must have been sticky all over after what we'd done yesterday.
He washed away the semen that had filled my pussy, too.
I remained still from beginning to end.
I glared at him with a sullen expression, deliberately puffing out my cheeks.
“Aris….”
He summoned a warm breeze and dried even my hair.
He brushed the fur on my tail as well, calling out to me.
I hadn't said a single word to him until now, but I couldn't keep it up forever….
“You really went too far.”
“It was my fault. I apologize. Sorry….”
Even when I hit him to wake him up…he'd ignored me.
“You should have told me…that you needed to pee.”
“And you think that was something I should have said? I told you to let me go!”
“I have nothing to say.”
I said, “Hmph!”, turned my head away, and stood up.
I tidied up our area and didn't speak until a button appeared that could open the central door.
“Oh, Aris! Look at that! Tree fruit!”
“Aris? Want to see this? It's a pretty stone.”
“Over here! Aris! Get this thing off me!”
Of course, Claude kept talking to me nonstop.
I didn't answer, but the tree fruit was sweet, and the stone he'd shown me was smooth and pretty.
As for the slime that leaped at him…well, he dealt with it himself.
“Ah~ So that's why Miss Aris is acting like that?”
“Mr. Claude is quite remarkable in many ways.”
We returned to the center and met up with Griff's group again.
We opened the huge central door we had been aiming for, too, but I couldn't bring myself to open my mouth.
“Miss Aris…won't you talk to me, either?”
Livnil came over and spoke to me, but I was too embarrassed and let out a deep sigh.
“I…I want to be alone.”
“Hahaha. I understand. That can happen, too! When you're in love, you naturally want to hold them tight!”
I raised my head at her words.
What had she just said?
“L-love…?”
“Hm? Oh, why are you being shy?”
“I’m…a slave. Master is just, just….”
About how a male master might use a female slave.
Why couldn't I give the answer that was expected?
“Hm? Miss Aris. You said it last time, right? Something about Griff having feelings for me?”
At Livnil's words, I nodded firmly.
Griff definitely liked her.
“Yes. You two will definitely work out. I’m rooting for you.”
“Hehe~ From what I can see, Mr. Claude is exactly the same. He really likes you, doesn't he?”
“Th-that’s because I’m his slave. I’m an easy target for him.”
But Livnil shook her head.
She took both my hands in hers and said,
“Miss Aris, don't you know how amazing you are?”
“I….”
“Even to another woman, you're really… I don't know how to put it….”
Livnil looked at me with narrowed eyes.
I had no idea what she was trying to say.
“Well, to sum it up, you’re incredibly fuckable. I want to touch you right now.”
“What…? P-please don't tease me.”
I knew how fuckable I was, too.
I could assess myself from a man's point of view.
But I never dreamed Livnil, a woman herself, would say something like that.
I was a little surprised.
“M-Miss Livnil, you have Mr. Griff.”
“No…pfft! Miss Aris, your serious side is cute.”
As she said that, she toyed with the fingers of both my hands.
“Miss Aris. Try to have a little more confidence in front of Mr. Claude. Being a slave is…unavoidable, but.”
Livnil nodded and added,
“Mr. Claude cherishes you even more than that.”
“Heh, y-yeah….”
They were words of comfort, but somehow they warmed my heart.
I was nothing more than a slave.
Claude had told me I was his female, but….
I was in a position where he could easily cast me aside once he no longer needed me.
I had to etch this fact in my heart and prepare myself.
If I let my guard down, being abandoned would make things very difficult.
This was common among Wolpis.
Males who abandoned females once they no longer pleased them.
The outcome was rarely good for those females.
“I can only do my best to remain pleasing to Master at all times.”
“For now, that will be enough. But little by little, make a place for yourself, Miss Aris.”
Livnil smiled sweetly and sat down beside me.
‘Make a place for myself.’
Was that the best thing a slave could do?
If only I could make a place for myself in Claude's heart….
“Thank you, Livnil. I’ll do my best.”
“Hm? Heehee, it looks like you've realized something. I'm glad!”
Livnil hugged me tightly.
I hugged her back, grateful.
“For now, let's rest here, then go through the door tomorrow!”
I heard Claude's voice.
I perked up my ears and listened to his voice.
My tail was wagging today, too.