Chapter 6
As I took the room key and climbed the stairs, only one thing dominated my thoughts.
It was Claude’s male scent.
As a slave, there was no way I’d be given a room of my own. I would definitely have to sleep with him.
If I asked permission to sleep on the floor, there would be no problem, but….
Judging from Claude’s personality, he would never allow that.
And if I assessed myself objectively, I was an attractive female, too. He surely wanted to hold me while he slept.
As proof, hadn’t he done just that when he woke up this morning?
In that sense, I didn’t want to repeat the same mistake.
If Claude washed properly, his scent would fade to some extent.
I could endure it. I had to if I wanted to suppress my instincts.
But I kept worrying as I went to the blacksmith’s shop to retrieve our luggage.
A mage who could create water with magic, yet didn’t even wash properly.
Did he even know how to wash himself properly?
Since he was a mage, he was smart enough to know how, but he was probably too lazy. Ah. He definitely would be.
I knew enough about what men were like.
Of course, there were plenty of clean men, but in any case, I didn’t think Claude was that type.
So I decided to scrub his back for my own sake.
I considered going in with my clothes on, but my clothes were dirty, too. It was probably better to take them off.
Up to that point, everything had gone according to plan. For a Wolpi, I thought I’d been fairly quick on the uptake.
But perhaps my response to what came afterward had been inadequate.
I trusted my strength and reaction speed.
If Claude couldn’t hold back and lunged at me, I would run instead of fighting. That was the plan.
But where had everything started to go wrong?
‘I’ll definitely subdue you.’
Ah. There.
He hadn’t realized that, to a Wolpi, those words were practically a marriage proposal.
Thump, thump. Thump, thump. Thump, thump.
My heart was bursting. It was being crushed. My head was spinning. I was short of breath and hot.
I wanted to take off my clothes because I was so hot, but they were already off.
Aris… I can’t think anymore….
“I’ll do it this way. Please don’t move.”
Let’s stay as calm as possible and act as if nothing is wrong.
It couldn’t be helped. The best course was to stop him from moving first. I had to resolve this before he tried to pounce on me.
Having once been a man, I knew. If I got him off just once, he would calm down. He would need time before he could recharge.
I’ll get him off once and run. I can sleep outside. I’ll sleep on the inn’s roof.
“Ah, Aris….”
“Master. Shh, I’ll take care of it.”
I wrapped my arms tightly around his waist to keep him from moving, then grasped it with both hands.
Warm, pulsating, enormous… a penis.
It was hard yet soft, and it twitched in my hands. It was somehow fascinating.
Should I say it had been a long time? Not really, since those were memories from my past life…. Anyway, I was beside myself.
“Ngh…!”
Holding it in both hands, I moved them up and down. Did it feel good? Surely I wasn’t hurting him?
I had never actually touched one in this life, but I had experience from my memories, so I tried confidently….
Now that I was actually doing it, though, it felt frightening somehow.
“Aris…y-your hands are shaking.”
“… …”
Claude said something, but I couldn’t hear him properly.
I had to do my best. I just had to make him feel so good that he couldn’t even speak.
That was what I thought, but I still wanted to know whether I was doing it right.
“Does it…feel good…?”
“Ugh, are you sure you’re all right? Even your voice is shaking.”
“Please…don’t pay attention to me. I’m…fine.”
Claude’s hand closed around mine. Then he began moving my hand.
Ah.
I was doing it for him, but if he moved my hand himself, did that mean he didn’t like it very much?
“Does it…not feel very good?”
“No. Just having Aris’s hand feels so good. But…since it’s your first time, right?”
“I’m sorry. I’m inexperienced….”
“You’re shaking. I can tell you’re very interested in men. Still…whoa!”
Wait?
Interested in men? What kind of nonsense was that?
I couldn’t say it aloud. But I must have been unable to hide my feelings, because I’d gripped it far too tightly.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to!”
“Urgh…no, it wasn’t bad just now. Whew, want to grip a little harder?”
“Even harder? Won’t, won’t it burst?”
But Claude was sturdier than I’d expected. He added force himself, pressing against my hand.
I added force, too, stroking his penis again and again.
“Whew…uhh! I think I’m going to come!”
“I hope you feel refreshed!”
I had only one thought: I hoped I could make him feel good.
If he could feel my breasts rubbing against his back…!
“Ngh!”
Fshhh-
A powerful jet of white liquid burst forth. The smell…the overwhelmingly intense smell was Claude’s scent itself….
“Whew. Whew! That was an ejaculation unlike anything I’ve felt before. Whew…!”
I felt his penis shrinking in my hands.
I fell backward onto my rear and sat there, both hands covered in white liquid.
Claude’s semen. The seed that could make a baby.
Sniff, sniff. Sniff, sniff. I brought my hands to my nose and sniffed. The smell…the smell….
“Aris? Are you all right? Hey!”
“Hah…hah….”
His scent was so good that I rubbed my face in it. Claude was startled and then….
“Aris! What are you doing! That’s dirty!”
He sprayed water over me. It was even cold because the water had been sitting unused for so long.
“Eek—!”
“Ah, ugh! I’m sorry! It was cold, wasn’t it!”
This man was far too impulsive whenever he got flustered.
But thanks to him, my foggy head cleared. I sat there blankly and looked up at him.
“Sorry. I’ll wipe your face. Come here.”
He washed my face with warm water. He washed my hands, too, and took care of me.
Once again, Claude was kind. It was impossible to think of him as a slave owner at all.
Aris was a slave. A slave who didn’t mind being soiled by her master’s semen….
“M-Master….”
“Yes, Aris. Are you all right? Have you come to your senses?”
“Why are you so kind to me…?”
Even when I acted violently or occasionally said insolent things, he just laughed them off.
All the masters who had come to buy slaves had been fierce, violent, and filthy….
“Because you’re a precious companion? You’re a strong vanguard, too… and a girl. No, just because you’re Aris.”
“Because I’m Aris…?”
He smiled gently and patted my head.
“I need a strong vanguard. So I don’t plan to free you from slavery. Sorry.”
“I see….”
“Even if you try to run, it won’t do any good. I’ll catch you and bring you back. Aris is mine.”
He had a way of saying embarrassing things without the slightest hesitation. But technically, I really was his property.
In terms of our relationship, it wasn’t embarrassing so much as bleak.
“Even though I am a slave, I keep acting as I please. Thank you for forgiving me and taking me in.”
“It’s all right. I knew you were a Wolpi from the start, and I bought you knowing your circumstances. I can accept everything about you. If you run wild, I’ll subdue you somehow.”
Urgh, those words were practically a proposal, weren’t they? Did this man have no shame at all?
Was he stupid? Dense? An idiot? Just plain dim-witted? I really couldn’t tell.
“Uh…did I say something wrong? C-could you relax your expression?”
“Master, you’re an idiot.”
“Haha. Sorry. Could you tell me what I said wrong just now? I’ll fix it.”
What was he talking about? There was no way I could tell him directly.
I turned my head to the side in refusal.
“You really are an idiot.”
“This is difficult….”
As we talked about this and that, we forgot that we were both naked.
My sexual arousal subsided, too.
Maybe it was because we had washed and his scent had grown weaker?
Or perhaps it was simply because I could feel his warmth.
But it was still impossible.
“Master.”
“Hm?”
“I’ll sleep on the floor.”
“Huh? What are you talking about? Why sleep on the floor when there’s a bed? It’s spacious.”
Even though I’d washed, now that I’d actually climbed into bed with him, it was different. His scent was already lodged in my nose, and I was searching for it without realizing it.
To make matters worse, we were both wearing nothing but the robes the inn had provided.
I had no spare clothes, and Claude had to wash all the clothes he owned, too.
He wasn’t going to do laundry when he didn’t even wash himself.
“For your sake. And mine.”
“Hmm. Then I’ll sleep on the floor. How’s that?”
“I cannot allow that. The slave must sleep on the floor.”
“That’s an order. I’ll sleep on the floor.”
“Ngh, that’s cheating! You can’t do that!”
Even though I argued, there was no way a slave could possibly defeat her master.
I’d heard that the slave mark had a spell attached to it that reflected the master’s will as much as possible.
“Master.”
“Yes, Aris.”
“If I ever bare my claws at you, please kill me.”
“Don’t say strange things. I’ll hold down all four of your limbs and never let go.”
I decided to keep my mouth shut. Every time I said something, I was the only one who got embarrassed and suffered for it.
That was a slave’s usual position, but it was hard.
When my next heat came, it would be better to tell Claude and stay away from him for a while.
It would be much better than hurting each other.
There were no chains or drugs, after all.
I didn’t want to kill him. I didn’t want to lose him.
For the first time since meeting Claude, I remembered everything clearly until I fell asleep.
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The next day, Aris woke first.
Claude’s magnificent erection jutted out of his robe. I was briefly entranced, but managed to overcome it.
I checked the clothes we had washed and hung up yesterday.
“I want to buy some clothes….”
But I had no say in what I could buy.
I couldn’t exactly ask outright, so there was nothing I could do.
Claude woke up. He said he had something to do after breakfast.
“Then, Aris. I’ll tell you why I need a strong vanguard.”
“Are we getting down to business?”
“Yes, nothing much. I’m a mage who collects magic stones. Do you understand what that means?”
Magic stones.
They occasionally appeared in ordinary monsters, but they were uncommon. They were stones that contained magical power.
Collecting them meant hunting red monsters.
“Red monsters are special individuals with magic power values of A rank or higher….”
“That’s right. They’re dangerous creatures with so much magical power that a red aura pours from them.”
That meant we’d be traveling through dungeons, settlements, and caves alike.
Red monsters were rare, too.
“I think we found one before entering this village.”
Just as Aris had said, it was the strange cry they had heard outside the village.
“Yes. The monstrous bird, Drilliko. But we can’t just hunt it. There may be a subjugation request posted at the Adventurers’ Guild. Let’s go to the guild after breakfast.”
“Understood. I’ll prepare for battle.”
The two of them put on their still-damp clothes.
Aris, who disliked wearing damp clothes, spoke cautiously.
“Could you…dry them with magic?”
“Hm? They’re wearable like this, aren’t they? Oh, all right. I’ll do it!”
A warm breeze blew, leaving even the girl’s soft tail fluffy and dry.
The girl tilted her head back with her eyes closed, looking pleased.
“Master. Thank you.”
“Yeah, let’s go to work.”
The two of them headed for the Adventurers’ Guild.