Volume 11 Chapter 4 The Birth of a Lover
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Somehow, it felt incredibly good… Ah, morning already.
So that’s why someone was performing morning service for me… it felt wonderful… I was happy…
But somehow, it felt slightly different from usual.
Wait, this mouth… it wasn’t one I knew. It was different from the fellatio I’d experienced countless times from the slaves (wives) before. Even half-asleep, I could tell.
Then, who could it be…? Oh, right!
”Ahhh!?”
I jumped up, but Lydia held on tight to my lower body, keeping me trapped as she continued to take me into her mouth.
”Good morning, Soyuz. Another fine morning, isn’t it?” she said with a gentle smile, returning to her ministrations.
”Ugh! Lydia, wait—if you do that much, I’ll…!” I gasped.
”Let hit hout”
Still in her mouth, Lydia shook her head violently, shifting her movements to bring me to climax. The thrill of being pleasured by her sent me spiraling helplessly.
”Lydiaah!?”
”Mhm,” she replied softly.
Splash! Splash! Splash! Squelch!
The first thick release of the morning landed in her mouth. She swallowed it all without a single frown and even carefully cleaned up with a gentle suction afterward.
* * *
After finishing our morning session, I, naturally, was led to breakfast, receiving the complicated glances of the other maids as I ate. Now, after coffee, I found myself sitting across from Lydia once again.
”Um… Lydia… about us…” I started.
”Oh, we did it, didn’t we? Are you regretting it, Soyuz?” she asked, her gaze appraising me as if weighing my worth.
Of course, regret wasn’t in my mind. I shook my head immediately and looked her straight in the eyes.
”Of course I don’t regret it. I’m truly happy I could hold you… and honestly, the morning thing got me so excited I came right away,” I admitted, slightly embarrassed but determined to be honest. Eye contact mattered—always.
”I see… I’m glad to hear that,” Lydia said, a faint blush on her cheeks as she smiled warmly.
”Still… I’ve been thinking about what comes next,” she added.
”What comes next?” I asked.
”Well… you and I met because our slaves became friends, right? We hit it off and started working together. That’s everything up to last night,” she explained.
”Yes, that’s right.”
”And… well, we did what we did while drunk, but I like you. I can honestly say that. Still, I’m wondering about the future of our relationship.”
I tried to convey my thoughts clearly and sincerely. She smiled softly in response.
”Honestly, Soyuz, you’re always so serious about things. But I understand what you mean. I’ve been thinking the same,” she said, taking a sip of coffee before continuing.
”I love you, Soyuz. Truly. But I cannot belong to you completely. I have work, and I have the precious maids under me. And you… you cannot fully belong to me either. You have adventuring work, and besides, you have four slaves (wives).”
”Yeah… that’s true.”
I realized Lydia had been thinking the same as I had. Yet she seemed unbothered, casually enjoying her coffee as if these were minor matters. How would she balance all this?
Noticing my curiosity, she set down her cup and said:
”So… how about as lovers?”
”…Lovers?” I echoed.
”Yes. Lovers. I think that’s the only viable option. Neither of us wants to change our current positions, yet we love each other. So we declare it to our families and have our lover status acknowledged. That’s the best path, I believe,” she said.
”I see… lovers… Wait, declare it?!”
I hadn’t told Lena I was staying over last night! Oh no—Lena, the worrier, must be half-crazed right now.
”Sorry, Lydia! I need to go home right now!”
”Oh, if you’re worried about Lady Lena, there’s no need. Apparently, Sara delivered the message last night.”
”R-Really!?”
Ms. Sara, who had been quietly standing in the corner, bowed politely.
”Yes. I humbly reported to Ms. Lena that Sir Soyuz had been ‘friendly’ with Lady Lydia last night, and that you would be staying here tonight.”
”Oh… um… thank you for your consideration.”
”Your words are too kind.”
Relieved, I let out a breath. The thought of the girls storming the mansion made a cold sweat run down my back. I owed Ms. Sara a genuine thanks.
”Still… I should return home. I need to explain everything properly to Lena and the others,” I said, about to leave.
But Lydia interrupted.
”Yes. Wait a little. I’ll get ready immediately.”
She stood swiftly and headed for her room.
”Huh? Why are you getting ready if I’m going home?” I asked, confused.
She shrugged at my likely dumbfounded expression.
”You have to present me as your lover to Lady Lena, right? How can you do that without me there?”
”Oh… right,” I mumbled.
”Honestly, get it together. This is just the beginning of a long relationship,” she said, in a tone that could scold a child, before moving to change.
Had I… already been put under her thumb?
* * *
So, bringing Lydia and Ms. Sara home, I gathered the four slaves (wives) in the parlor and stood facing them alongside Lydia.
”Um… I intend to form a lover relationship with her, Lydia,” I said, nervous.
I couldn’t predict how they would feel internally, though they likely wouldn’t oppose it openly.
Lydia stepped forward confidently.
”Let me introduce myself properly. I’m Lydia Petrovich Marinov. I have come to love your master, Soyuz, and I ask that you recognize this,” she said, bowing deeply.
The slaves held their breath in shock.
It was natural—they were slaves, and she was a noble. Such a gesture would normally be impossible. Yet Lydia did it without hesitation. And I had fallen for her because of that.
”P-Please raise your heads,” Lena said on behalf of the four. Lydia finally lifted her head.
”We are but slaves. How could we possibly interfere in the affairs of Sir Soyuz and Lady Lydia?”
”But I’ve heard you are practically Soyuz’s wives. I want to do this properly and be acknowledged. Could you recognize our relationship?”
Lydia’s sincerity prompted Lena to smile gently.
”I have often heard from Ms. Sara that you are a wonderful person, and now I am certain. If you truly love Sir Soyuz, that is delightful news.”
”Soyuu… he’s so wonderful, of course I love him,” one added.
”Yes, I agree. There’s no one greater than our master,” another chimed in.
”On the contrary, I am truly pleased that you have noticed my master’s charm,” Lena said, bowing slightly.
Following her, Vera, Georgia, and even Mor seemed to view me favorably. For now, at least, I could breathe a little easier.
Or so I thought.
”Sir Soyuz, Lady Lydia… may I ask just one thing?” Lena asked, directing her words to me.
”Yes. Anything,” I replied.
She nodded, then her expression grew more serious than I had ever seen.
”Then… we have dedicated both our bodies and hearts to you, Sir Soyuz. Therefore, even if you are my beloved, we ask that you refrain from embracing us in that way,” Lena said, her voice calm but unwavering.
”Eh? Ah… oh. Right…” I stammered, caught off guard by her unexpected firmness.
Lydia, however, nodded knowingly, as if she already understood.
”Of course. I promise I will not do such a thing,” I assured her.
”Hmm? What do you mean?” I asked, still confused.
Lydia let out a small sigh, almost a soft ‘ah,’ before speaking.
”Among the nobility, some exchange their beloved slaves to appraise each other’s favorites. Lady Lena is simply preventing that,” she explained calmly.
”I see… that makes sense. Of course, I won’t allow such a thing. Even if Lydia wanted to… that is one boundary I won’t cross,” I said firmly.
”Of course, I have no such intentions either. Even if Soyuz wanted to embrace Sara, I would refuse. And besides, my partner can only be Sara,” Lydia said, her voice steady but warm.
Hearing her words, Lena bowed her head respectfully. The other three quickly followed her lead.
”Thank you… Lady Lydia. I look forward to many years together,” Lena said.
”Yes, the pleasure is mine,” Lydia replied gracefully.
With that, the matter seemed settled. Lydia had been officially accepted as my lover.
…Yes. Well.
”Sir Soyuz? You look troubled. Is something wrong?” Lena asked, concern in her voice.
”No… it’s nothing serious,” I muttered.
It wasn’t serious. Not really.
But still… thinking calmly, the truth hit me. Before meeting Lena, my life had been completely devoid of women—romance had never existed. With Lena, our relationship had been that of master and slave, not lovers. Vera, Georgia, and Mor had entered my life through immediate physical connection, swiftly becoming my wives. And now, Lydia as my lover…
Yeah. I’ve never really experienced a proper romance.
Notes:
• Lydia – Sara’s master, a gentle and commanding figure possessing both male and female traits.
• 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.
• Sara – The elegant and alluring owner of a mysterious shop, who has a slave background similar to Lena’s. She’s supportive and welcoming, offering a special kind of assistance.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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