Volume 12 Chapter 2 Interlude – Extra-Loaded Desire Medicine, All Toppings Included
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Once again, we had received an exorbitant reward.
Among us, the three registered adventurers—myself, Ms. Vera, and Ms. Georgia—were told:
> “This is the rightful payment for adventurers who completed their duty.”
The guild pressed heavy stacks of gold coins into our hands. Of course, there was no right to refuse. At such times, Sir Soyuz never permitted our words to sway him; we were only allowed to tremble and clutch the fortune we had been given.
Yet… to simply hoard such wealth would be disgraceful. If I could not return the gold directly, then surely the only proper act as his cherished slave was to spend it all for Sir Soyuz’s sake. With that in mind, I sought out Ms. Sara’s shop, the only place I could turn to at such moments.
To my surprise—
”Lady Lena, good day. Did you come to see Sara again?”
It was Lady Lydia, Sara’s mistress, and also Sir Soyuz’s beloved consort. Indeed, she owned the shop, and the magic tools here were all her handiwork. Meeting her in this moment felt like sheer fortune.
”Lady Lydia, forgive my rudeness, but… I beg to borrow your strength, for Sir Soyuz’s sake.”
I knelt and tried to press my brow to the floor, but Lady Lydia seized my shoulders firmly and pulled me against her chest.
”You mustn’t do that. We are both women who love the same man. If I treated you as mere slaves, Soyuz would scold me instead.”
Her noble smile shone, and beside her Ms. Sara all but glowed with pride. I understood well why she beamed so—Lady Lydia, like Sir Soyuz, never scorned us, but treated us as people. That was surely why the two of them had been drawn together.
”So, Lady Lena, what kind of help do you seek? You said it was for Soyuz?”
”Y-yes… in truth…”
I told them everything.
”Wonderful! Then leave it to me. Ah, you three will look dazzling dressed up! Sara, fetch the latest lingerie from the back. And then—oh yes, that too!”
Lady Lydia bustled about with radiant energy, pulling out garments one after another. Her spirited delight carried the very same air Sir Soyuz had when he indulged a whim—and for an instant I felt the faintest pang of regret at having sparked such fervor.
* * *
Night fell.
Leaving poor Ms. Mor behind—she who had foolishly tried to sneak ahead last night, only to be crushed in his embrace after her failed attempt at “parent play”—the three of us approached his chamber, clad in the garments gifted by Lady Lydia.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
From within:
”Unlocked. Come in.”
That gentle, beloved voice made my thighs grow slick at once. Beside me, Ms. Vera sucked on her finger, eyes heavy with heat, surely soaked through as well. Ms. Georgia’s tail lashed furiously, her mouth slack with drool—she was nothing but an overeager hound now, useful only if kept in check.
”Excuse us,” I whispered, and opened the door.
Sir Soyuz looked up, startled at the sight before him.
”Wh-what is… that attire?”
”Lady Lydia entrusted these to us earlier today at Ms. Sara’s shop.”
We stood dressed like mansion maids—but the resemblance ended there. Our breasts were bared entirely, skirts cropped so short that the slightest bend revealed everything. The undergarments beneath were worse still: the fabric removed at the cleft, instead framing it with delicate lace shaped like butterfly wings. They existed only to inflame desire.
And then, most telling—
”Those breasts… could it be?”
”Yes. We took the medicine Lady Lydia created.”
Our chests swelled heavy and ripe beyond compare. Every hidden place had been purified and loosened, every entrance prepared.
”Tonight, to show our gratitude, we three shall devote ourselves wholly to you. Please, use every one of our holes as you desire…”
The words alone made me shudder in climax. To imagine my every part consumed by him—my shameless flesh grew drenched, my loosened ring betrayed me with a sudden spurt. Vera and Georgia too panted raggedly, thighs slick, their lewdness palpable. Sir Soyuz’s manhood rose proud and fierce at the sight, his gaze devouring us whole.
”Then, Soyuu… please, take this as well.”
Ah, Vera’s timing was perfect—she produced the final touch: the same potion, the aphrodisiac I had once consumed. That night, it had drowned me in such unbearable pleasure that even recalling it later made me want to die of shame. Yet it was precisely that ecstasy I longed for him to experience.
”Drink it… Soyuu,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire.
Vera stuck out her tongue, placed the potion on it, and then pressed herself against Sir Soyuz, urging him into a kiss. Ah, what power she held! If I were in his place, I’d surely succumb and claim her lips without hesitation.
Naturally, Sir Soyuz was drawn in, tangling his tongue with hers in a passionate kiss, consuming the potion as he did.
Yes, I knew all too well the effects of that potion.
Tonight, I wanted Sir Soyuz to forget about us entirely, to immerse himself solely in his own pleasure. For that, I, Lena, would do anything. Even if Vera wept, even if Georgia pleaded, even if it cost me my life, I wanted Sir Soyuz to experience the utmost ecstasy.
As Vera’s slow, lingering kiss bought us time for the potion to take effect, I watched with a flushed face, my heart pounding.
Yes, of course, the three of us had also taken the aphrodisiac.
* * *
”Alright, this is an order. All three of you, get on the bed. Lie down side by side.”
The potion must have already taken effect, for Sir Soyuz commanded us with an authority I hadn’t heard before. Yes, he commanded us.
Usually, his words were softer, gentler, which I adored beyond measure… but there was something indescribably thrilling about being ordered by the one I loved. The others felt it too, I could tell. Blushing and fidgeting, the three of us obediently lay down on the bed, with me in the center, Vera to my right, and Georgia to my left, like fish laid out on a market stall.
”Good. Now, I’m going to take your ‘firsts.’ Spread your legs wide and part your folds.”
”Yes!”
”Yes…”
”U-um…”
I eagerly complied, while the others, slightly embarrassed, spread their legs wide and used their hands to part their intimate folds. Sir Soyuz then sat between my legs.
Ah… he chose me first…
That alone sent me into a deep, trembling climax, my body overwhelmed with emotion. My already sensitive core was now dripping shamelessly, releasing wet droplets with every pulse.
And then—
”Honestly, Lena, your core is so impatient. Such a naughty girl needs to be punished.”
Sir Soyuz looked down at me with a teasing glint, but his words belied the tender, loving way his tongue moved against me.
”Pyah!? Ah! Ah! Ah!? Aaaaaah!”
His tongue, alive and insistent, slid along my folds, seeking out every sensitive spot with precision. The pleasure was unbearable, and when he sucked and licked my swollen clit, I shattered into another climax, my voice a desperate cry.
And then, in the moment my body went limp from the peak—
Slurp
His tongue entered a place it had never been before.
”Th—th—th—th—!”
Goosebumps erupted across my skin, not from discomfort, but from the overwhelming honor and adoration I felt. My beloved, my Sir Soyuz, had entered such an intimate, unclean place… the sheer devotion of it left me breathless.
”Yaaah!? Kyaaah!?”
Glancing sideways, I saw Vera and Georgia receiving the same attention, their voices echoing mine in ecstasy. There was no resistance, no discomfort—only pure, unadulterated pleasure. Sir Soyuz always thought of us, always cared for us, and this was proof… oh, this was proof!
H-his tongue, making wet sounds as it—as it gently, carefully, widened that intimate place… a-and then, even the urine leaking from my shameless core, he—he lapped it up, and—and my clit, together, together he—ah, ah, ah—hiii! Higiii!
Like a fish pulled from the water, my body convulsed violently, and for a moment, I lost consciousness.
But then—
”Lena…”
Sir Soyuz, breath ragged, spread my legs wider.
”P-please… take Lena’s first time… here… please…”
I managed to whisper, my voice trembling with anticipation. And then, like a child eager to show off a treasure, he presented himself to me—
”This is an order. Lena, take it in yourself.”
His breath came in rough gasps as he spoke. Oh, my foolish, shameless core was already soaring to new heights just from his words, but as his slave, I would obey his command, even if it cost me my life.
Besides, to welcome his throbbing manhood into this intimate place—for a degenerate like me, this wasn’t a command, but a reward.
So, I took his hot, rigid length in my hands and guided it to the entrance of my already dripping core—
Thud
He thrust forward.
”Igi!?
The unfamiliar sensation made me gasp, but there was no pain. From the feel of it, Sir Soyuz had coated himself with Lady Lydia’s special lubricant. Ah, even here, he was so considerate… I was truly unworthy of such kindness…
A-and then… and then…
”How does it feel, Lena? Having me inside you… here?”
Sir Soyuz, buried to the hilt within me, asked, his voice a mix of tenderness and raw desire. Overwhelmed by his care and the pleasure he gave, tears streamed down my face. Still—
”I-it feels so good… Master… Master…”
I clung to him with all my might, using both hands and legs to hold him close.
And then, as he kissed me deeply, he slowly pulled back.
Zzurururururu
The thick head of his dragged against the walls of my most intimate place, creating a sensation akin to releasing pent-up tension, mixed with the overwhelming pleasure of being cherished, and a strange, thrilling embarrassment… so many layers of “feels good” overwhelmed me—
”Higiii!?”
Again, my voice was reduced to a shameless cry.
But it seemed my Master relished my undignified state—
”Louder. Let go completely, show me just how undone you are.”
His voice, hotter than usual, whispered in my ear. Worse, like a serpent tearing into its prey, his hot tongue slithered into my ear, lapping and sucking with wet, obscene sounds.
Terrified yet obedient, I cried out as ordered, my voice raw and desperate:
”It feels so good! This place, it feels so good! I love being filled here! I love your intimacy so much! Please, more, keep moving, please!”
I screamed whatever came to mind.
”It feels so good! My worthless core feels so good! This foolish hole that’s only good for releasing, feels so, so good!”
Drunk on the aphrodisiac, I’d become a babbling fool, sobbing and clinging to my Master with all my might, hands and legs gripping him tightly. Overwhelmed, I thrashed like a spoiled child, shaking my head and moaning.
My Master then gripped my head firmly, holding me still, and showered me with kisses.
”Mmmph! Mmmmmph!”
My mouth sealed by his, I drooled endlessly, my tongue desperately lapping at his lips. I’d lost count of how many times I’d cried out.
Finally, pleasure consumed me so utterly I thought I might faint—
”Higyu, higyuuuuu…”
Barely able to make a sound, I’d become little more than my Master’s plaything… but wanting him to feel pleasure too, I squeezed my foolish core with all my might.
”Buhah! Lena! I’m—I’m releasing! Lena! Lena! Lena—ah!”
Heh, my beloved Master called my name so many times. And then—
”Fill you, Lena!”
He said something so wonderfully happy. And then—
Squirts! Gushing! Spurting!
He filled me.
”Ah… ah… ka—hyu…”
But I’d become too overwhelmed to respond or thank him.
My Master then rolled me aside, moving to Vera next, almost as if setting me aside.
Though he’d never truly discard me, in that moment, he was so overwhelming that Vera was quickly brought to climax. Watching this, Georgia looked a bit frightened. Hehe, how odd.
Oh, I’m leaking.
My Master had just filled me, but…
I’d tried to hold it in, but my foolish core leaked fluid, and with it, his release spilled out—squirts, squirts—as if I were experiencing my own release.
Just that made me climax again.
Hehe…
Notes:
• 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.
• 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.
• Lydia – Sara’s master, a gentle and commanding figure possessing both male and female traits.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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