Volume 9 Chapter 11 I Am home
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Hmm… I’ve never seen anything like this before. Troublesome,” mumbled the Branch Chief, toying with the Magic Tool I’d handed him.
A black communication device, a metallic arm attached to Volodya’s shoulder—like a golem’s limb—and a small metal box on his head, likely for mind control. None of it was familiar. It felt alien, beyond our imagination.
…Seriously, though.
”Come on, no matter how much we stare at this stuff, we won’t get it. Can you just let me go home already?” I groaned.
I’d barely returned to town when this bald guy’s lackeys grabbed me. I hadn’t even seen Ms. Mor yet. Should I just kill him? Yeah, right?
”Why do you always act so murderous? I’m the leader here, in charge of all you adventurers. Get it?” he snapped.
”If you don’t want me to kill you, stop bossing me around. Can I go now? Huh?”
”No way! Put those throwing darts away and report! What’s your plan moving forward?”
”Like I’d have one. We’ll either poke around until something bites or wait for Mikhail’s contact. What else can we do?”
What choice do we have? We’re in the dark, crawling on the ground, reacting instead of acting. If anyone has a better idea, I’m all ears.
”If there’s a lead, it’s these Magic Tools. Anyone using something like this is probably part of their group. The guild should investigate—it’s slow, but sure,” I suggested.
”Yeah, that’s all we can do… What about the Elf? Can we trust him?”
”I don’t trust anyone outside my family. But Mikhail was strong, and he had the resolve to kill his own brother.”
I can’t fully trust the Elf, but Mikhail proved himself. We’ll likely cross paths again. No trust, but no hostility either—as long as he’s not an enemy.
”So, I’m leaving now. If anything comes up, I’ll report it. Later,” I said, brushing past his protests and shutting the door.
I retrieved my slaves from the indifferent receptionist and headed home to my beloved other slave, Ms. Mor. Guild members are the worst—even family reunions aren’t sacred to them.
* * *
Ms. Mor, likely using her beastkin senses, was already at the door when we returned.
”Master… everyone… welcome back,” she greeted, her tail swaying happily, her demeanor graceful despite her excitement.
”We’re home, Ms. Mor,” I said, walking over and pulling her into a hug. Her body felt healthier, more robust than before—a clear improvement.
”You followed my instructions perfectly. I’m so proud,” I whispered.
”Yes… this body is yours now. I’ve nourished and rested as you commanded. Please, enjoy the results tonight…” she murmured, her eyes glistening.
I responded with a deep, passionate kiss, savoring our reunion.
”Mom, you’re ignoring us again,” the girls teased.
”Can’t help it. Ms. Mor and I were apart for over ten days,” I said, ignoring their playful complaints.
We kissed and cuddled until the girls stopped us—hands wandering too far. Reluctantly, we paused, saving the rest for later.
After settling in, bathing, and eating, I retired to my quarters. My four slave wives were gathered, a breathtaking sight.
”Welcome back, Master,” Mor said, bowing deeply from the bed. Georgia mirrored her, while Lena and Vera sat quietly, deferring to the mother and daughter.
”Thank you, Mor. You’ve done well managing things. I’m grateful,” I replied.
”Your words are too kind,” Mor said, crawling toward me and bowing before my lap.
”Ah… Master’s… manhood… I’ve dreamed of this…” she whispered, her eyes closing in reverence.
”Mor… that’s… ah!” I gasped as her lips touched me.
”Sir Soyuz… so cute…” Lena and Vera murmured, their voices thick with desire.
”Mor, may I ask for… that?” I requested.
Mor’s tail swished excitedly. “Command me as you wish, Master. I live to serve,” she said, smiling like the embodiment of maternal love.
”Georgia, take his mouth,” Mor instructed. Georgia obeyed, her tongue sliding into places even Vera hadn’t cleaned.
”Ahh… Mor, that feels… so good…” I moaned, my voice breaking.
Georgia took my throbbing arousal into her mouth, her movements perfectly synchronized with Mor’s. Their tongues worked in unison, driving me wild.
”I… can’t hold back… I’m going to—” I cried, climaxing with a softness unique to such pleasure. Tears streamed down my face as I surrendered to their devotion.
”Mmm, mmm, mmm… mmph,” Georgia hummed softly, her lips still wrapped around me, savoring every drop. Her gentle tongue caressed me, and I ran my fingers through her hair in gratitude. Mor, withdrawing her tongue from my lower back, watched with a delighted smile.
”Thank you, Mor. That felt amazing. Come here,” I said, beckoning her closer.
I pulled her into a deep, affectionate kiss, our favorite. Georgia joined, her lips parting from me to merge with ours. The three of us lost ourselves in the joy of the moment.
”Sir Soyuz is with them, so we’ll enjoy the show. Ms. Vera,” Lena said.
”Yes,” Vera replied.
Behind us, Lena and Vera embraced, their hands roaming over each other, sharing a tender kiss. How heartwarming…
”Master, please examine my body as you wish,” Mor said, lying back on the bed, exposing her stomach. She spread her legs, offering herself completely—a pose of utter trust.
I felt a profound sense of connection, knowing she gave herself so fully.
”Alright, let me examine you thoroughly,” I said, hovering over her.
Her soft, fine fur—a trait of her heritage—brushed against my skin. Her figure, fuller than before, invited my touch. I gently teased her sensitive spots with my fingers and lips, then trailed downward, lingering at her navel, making her shiver adorably.
Reaching her core, already glistening with anticipation, I gently caressed her most sensitive spot with my tongue.
”Kuun!” she gasped, her voice breaking.
I traced her curves, greeted her entrance with a soft touch, and slipped inside her.
”Ah… Master cherishes me… it’s so wonderful…” she moaned, her voice filled with emotion.
To heighten her joy, I withdrew and used my fingers, replacing my touch with gentle pressure at her other entrance.
”Even… there…” she whimpered, her voice climbing until she broke.
”Ooo… oooo… oooooohhhhhn!”
Her body trembled violently, her embrace tightening around me. As I pulled away, she lay breathless, her face radiant with happiness.
”Mom’s so adorable,” Georgia giggled.
This tender yet familiar scene filled me with gratitude for our return. To my beloved, who had waited patiently—
”Now, let me examine your core more closely,” I said, positioning myself over her warm embrace. I entered her.
”Kuun!” she whimpered.
”Mmm… so warm…”
Her unique warmth enveloped me—comforting, familiar. I’m home… with Mor.
”Welcome back, Mor,” I whispered.
”Welcome home, Master,” she replied.
”Sorry I kept you waiting.”
”Master… I… I missed you…” she wept, her embrace tightening around me.
”I’m sorry. Tonight, I’ll stay by your side,” I promised, gently kissing away her tears.
Rolling her atop me, Georgia moved behind her.
”I’ll take care of this,” Georgia said, gently caressing Mor’s lower back.
Mor’s core clenched again, her body shaking as Georgia worked her magic.
”Mor, let’s share a moment. Make up for lost time,” I urged.
She pressed her tongue into my mouth, and I savored her sweetness. She clung to me, tears and joy mixing with our embrace.
”Ah… Master… so kind… Ms. Vera, let’s bring him joy together,” Mor said.
”Aahn! Watch me… see my joy… see me shine…” Vera pleaded.
Lena held Vera in a tender position, her arms wrapped around her, showcasing their bond. Vera expressed herself freely, her happiness radiating, impossibly heartwarming.
”Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!” Mor hummed, tears streaming as I moved within her, Georgia’s gentle touch adding to the moment.
Their combined devotion filled me with warmth. Lena and Vera’s joyful display added to the happiness.
”Master… please… let me feel your love…” Mor begged between embraces.
”Yes! I’ll cherish you, Mor! Show everyone you’re mine!” I declared.
”Please! Let me know I’m yours!”
Her heartfelt plea pushed me over the edge. Holding her hips, I moved deeply, our eyes locked.
”I’m here, Mor! My Mor!”
Warmth spread!
”Aoooooooohhhhhhhhhn!”
As I filled her, Mor climaxed with a cry, her joy overwhelming. She collapsed on me, trembling, spent.
”Love you… Master… love you…” she murmured, her voice tender, contrasting her earlier passion.
Beside us, Lena and Vera continued their joyful display, their voices rising in harmony.
Notes:
• Volodya – A mysterious and powerful elf, never seen by Soyuz before, who seeks to purge Lucia. He exudes killing intent and is strong enough to intimidate Soyuz.
• Mikhail – Volodya’s brother and a guest of the guild, seeking to defeat Volodya for destroying his village.
• Lena – Female. A young slave girl in her early teens. Her appearance is emaciated with brown skin, long black hair, and grotesque scars across her face, including one that blinds her left eye. She wears a black collar and tattered clothing. Her relationship to the protagonist is that of a rescued victim. She is silent and appears to have endured severe physical and emotional abuse.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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