Volume 14 Chapter 3 Interlude – The Astonishing Creativity of the Other World, Part ③ – Georgia’s and Her Mom’s Case
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
So, yeah, this place was definitely the root of all evil.
Lena had dragged me to this shop called Sara’s, a bizarre little hole-in-the-wall stuffed with the weirdest costumes and props you’d ever see.
And who was waiting there? Chelsea, the girl from another world. I knew it—Lena’s been acting extra weird lately, and it’s all because of her crazy ideas. But Chelsea, the mastermind behind it all, was just standing there, looking at us with this troubled frown.
”Nah, these two… even I’m kinda stumped on this one,” she muttered, scratching her head.
”What’s wrong, Ms. Chelsea?” Lena asked, tilting her head. “You’ve always come up with amazing otherworldly play ideas for me and Ms. Vera, haven’t you?”
Chelsea sighed, her shoulders slumping. “Sure, but… listen, LenLen. In my world, there weren’t any beastfolk. So, coming up with something special for these two? Yeah, I’m drawing a blank.”
For a split second, I actually felt bad for her, like I wanted to help. Ugh, give me back that sympathy! I let out a heavy sigh, trying to shake it off. Honestly, dealing with these lunatics was starting to feel like a total waste of time.
Lena, though, wasn’t fazed. “That’s a shame… I really wanted to give Master something new and exciting to enjoy.”
Seeing Mom all fired up about this gave me a bad feeling, like if I left her to her own devices, things would spiral even further out of control. So, reluctantly, I decided to stick around and play along. But seriously, why can’t we just focus on serving Master properly, having some sweet, normal fun with him? He loves us beastfolk as is—why do we need all this extra nonsense?
Chelsea, meanwhile, was rattling off a list that made my ears twitch. “I mean, you’re already beastfolk, which is wild enough. Then you’ve got the whole mother-daughter thing going, you’re using your al like it’s no big deal, you’ve already mastered prostate play, group stuff is basically your default… oh, and didn’t Soyuz chew you out for the choking thing? Like, what more could you possibly want?”
Hearing it laid out like that, I couldn’t help but think, Wow, we’re really out here living like this, huh? But why were Lena and Mom so obsessed with chasing new thrills? Was this what Lena meant by being a proper “p* slave”? If so, count me out. I was half-zoning out, barely listening to these crazies (Mom included), when Sara, the shop’s owner, spoke up, her voice soft but curious.
”Ms. Chelsea, didn’t you mention something before? About those unusual brothels from your world… what were they called again?”
Chelsea’s eyes lit up. “Oh! You mean imekura?”
”Yes, that’s it!” Sara said, nodding. “Image play, right? Maybe that could be a way to come up with a service that suits these two.”
Chelsea snapped her fingers, a grin spreading across her face. “You’re right! A mother-daughter duo is practically a goldmine for this… Alright, let’s see…”
She started rummaging through a pile of props, her eyes gleaming with inspiration. Lena and Mom watched her like she was some kind of genius at work. Me? I just wanted to sneak out and pretend this wasn’t happening.
”Great news, Ms. Georgia!” Lena chirped, grabbing my shoulder with a grip that could crush bones, her smile chillingly sweet. “You and Ms. Mor can try a brand-new way to serve Master together!”
Yeah, I was definitely in for a rough night.
* * *
Night rolled around, and after dinner and a bath, it was time for the main event—serving our beloved Master. Except, instead of something simple and sweet, I was stuck in this ridiculous “bikini armor” getup, my hands tied behind my back with rope, sprawled out in a dusty warehouse.
How did it come to this? Blame Chelsea and her stupid “image play” idea, of course. Over in the corner, Mom sat quietly, also wrapped up in ropes but dressed in her usual clothes, looking way too calm for this nonsense. According to the script, I was a female knight, captured with Mom as a hostage. Master was the big bad villain who’d caught us.
Since Mom was being held, I couldn’t fight back, leaving me at the mercy of the “evil” Master, who’d have his way with me. Naturally, as a proud knight, I’d start off defiant, refusing to bend to the villain.
But apparently, female knights are secretly super weak to this stuff, so I’d end up broken and tamed, turned into a submissive little thing. That’s the gist of this “kukkoro female knight” scenario, supposedly a big hit in Chelsea’s world. [T/N: “Kukkoro” is a trope in Japanese media where a proud female knight says “kuh, kill me!” but is inevitably seduced or broken, a playful nod to certain fantasy fetishes.]
But, like… was Master really going to enjoy this?
I was starting to genuinely worry when the warehouse door flew open with a bang.
”Ghehe! Boss, these are the ones!” Lena announced, strutting in with Master in tow, playing the part of a sleazy underling with disturbing accuracy.
Master’s eyes landed on us, and he let out a low whistle. “Well, well, beastfolk, huh? Even better than I heard.”
He looked… way too excited about this. Oh, right—Master loves this kind of goofy roleplay. Guess I should’ve known he’d eat this up. Fine, if he’s into it, I’d suck it up and play along. This was for him, not for Lena or Mom’s weird hobbies. Definitely not.
”Hey, beastie,” Lena said, grabbing a fistful of my hair and yanking me up. “Greet your new Master properly!”
Ouch—she wasn’t holding back at all, her face smug as ever. But I stuck to the script, glaring up at Master with all the defiance I could muster. “Kuh! Kill me, you cowardly human!”
I locked eyes with him, trying to channel the same fire I felt back when we first fought—when I really did want to take him down, only to get crushed and tied up like this. The memory helped me sell the act, and I felt a tiny spark of pride at how convincing I was.
…Until Mom opened her mouth. “Oh nooo, to be captured by humans like thiiis~”
Her acting was so bad it physically hurt. Come on, Mom, if you’re gonna do this, at least try! I’m out here putting in the effort!
Master, though, seemed to be having the time of his life, his grin twisting into something convincingly sinister. “Oh? You want to die here? Fine by me—I’ll just have my fun with your mom instead.”
”Don’t you dare…” I growled, trying to stay in character.
”Pleeease, spare her!” Mom wailed. “I’ll take her place~!”
Mom, please, your acting is making this worse.
”Ghehe, give it up!” Lena cackled, fully in her goon role. “Be good, and the boss might go easy on you. Better start begging!”
With that, she ripped off my bikini armor, leaving me bare. I’ve shown my body to Master a million times—heck, I want him to see it—but something about being tied up and put on display for this “play” made my face burn. I squirmed, instinctively trying to cover myself, even though I knew it was pointless.
”Well, well,” Master said, eyeing me with a smirk. “Pretty cute for a tough female knight.”
He started unbuckling his belt, the clink of metal echoing as he dropped his pants. His ck sprang free, pointing at me like it was declaring its intentions.
”Eep!” I squeaked, my voice betraying me with a mix of acting and genuine fluster.
Lena’s grin widened, clearly loving my reaction. “Heh, boss, I’ll get her ready for ya. Just sit back and enjoy the show.”
She shoved me down, forcing my legs apart and diving in without hesitation. Her tongue went straight for my p*, licking with a skill that was annoyingly good.
”Kyah!” I yelped, caught off guard.
Ugh, Lena’s gotten way too good at this lately. Sure, Master’s tongue is the best, no contest, but I’ve kinda started to enjoy these little sessions with Lena too… Wait, no! Focus! That crazy woman was hitting all my weak spots with surgical precision, and with my hands tied, I couldn’t fight back or even squirm away. All I could do was whimper and take it, which, thanks to this stupid play, made me feel weirdly vulnerable.
”Ohhh, so jealous~ I mean, stop, don’t hurt my daughter~!” Mom cried, her terrible acting grating on my nerves.
Mom, just stop! You’re making this so much worse! I just wanted to serve Master normally, feel good together like always. Why did we have to do this ridiculous play?!
”Hey,” Master said, his voice cutting through my frustration. He grabbed my hair—gently, unlike Lena—and brought his ck close to my lips. “Don’t just enjoy yourself. Do something for me too.”
Ugh, he was having way too much fun with this. Fine, if he was into it, I’d give it my all. “No… stop… I can’t…” I mumbled, my eyes tearing up as I stared at his ck, trying to sound weak and defeated.
”Oh? Guess I’ll let your mom take care of it then,” he said, smirking.
”I’ll do it! Let me~!” Mom piped up, way too eager.
”Kuh!” I snapped, more annoyed at Mom than anything. Reluctantly, I leaned forward, my tongue wrapping around his ck, pulling it into my mouth.
Oh, Master’s ck… I love it so much…
Even in the middle of this absurd play, the moment I tasted him, my heart swelled with happiness. I lost myself in it, sucking and licking like it was the only thing that mattered. But then Lena, apparently jealous, doubled down on her attack, her tongue relentless against my p*.
”Ngh! Mmph!” I moaned around Master’s ck, my body trembling as I tried to keep up.
It must’ve felt good, because Master started stroking my head, his touch gentle and praising as he moved his hips, chasing his release. “Your beastfolk mouth feels amazing… I’m about to…!”
The next moment, hot bursts flooded my mouth, spilling over my tongue. To me, it was nothing but a reward. I worked my lips and tongue harder, coaxing out every drop, knowing this was something only us beastfolk could do for him. Master loved it, and that made it all worth it.
I worked my lips and tongue, wrapping them tightly around his ck, coaxing out every drop like I was begging for more. This was a service only us beastfolk could pull off, and I knew it drove Master wild with joy.
I sucked out the last bits lingering in his shaft, swallowing every delicious drop with a satisfied gulp, then opened my mouth to show I’d taken it all… only to realize I’d slipped back into my usual routine. I was supposed to be a “kukkoro female knight,” not doing that! But Master’s eyes softened, his hand gently stroking my head like always, so I guess it was fine, right?
Of course, Lena—that crazy woman—couldn’t let us have a sweet moment. “Boss!” she bellowed, barging in between us like a wrecking ball. “She’s ready for ya!”
Before I could protest, she flipped me over, forcing me onto my stomach in the classic beastfolk mating position. With a sleazy grin and a “Lemme help, heh heh,” she grabbed Master’s ck, giving it a quick stroke before guiding it toward my p*. Ugh, I had to keep acting.
”No! Stop! Not there!” I cried, trying to sound desperate.
”Heh heh, who stops when you say stop?” Lena sneered, fully in her goon role. “Here ya go, Boss, one beastfolk knight p*, ready to eat!”
”Don’t hurt my daughter!” Mom wailed. “Put it in me instead~!”
Mom, shut up!
I was starting to feel genuinely miserable, tears prickling at my eyes. But then Master’s hands settled gently on my hips. “Alright, beastfolk knight,” he said, his voice playful but kind, “let’s have some fun.” He stroked my backside softly, his fingers brushing through my tail with care, making my heart skip despite the ridiculous setup.
”N-no… I said stop…” I whimpered, as he slid inside.
It was Master’s ck, the one I loved so much. Just feeling him inside me was enough to melt my resolve, making it hard to keep up the act. But I was a kukkoro female knight—I couldn’t give in that easily!
”So, knight,” Master teased from behind, his voice dripping with villainous charm, “how’s a human ck feel? Pretty good, huh?”
”Hmph!” I snapped, trying to sound defiant. “You think a puny ck like that could make a beastfolk feel anything?”
”It feels so good~!” Mom cut in. “So good, so take me instead~!”
Someone make her stop! I shot Lena a pleading look, hoping she’d do something about Mom’s awful acting. She gave me a tiny nod, and I thought, Good, handle it… Wait, what?! Why was she grabbing my hair again?!
”Heh heh, beastie,” Lena said, her voice gleeful. “Now you’re gonna serve my p*!”
No! That’s not what I meant! I wasn’t trying to team up to please Master! “Don’t take off your pants!” I tried to yell, but she shoved her p* right in my face, smothering my protests.
”Come on, make me come!” she taunted. “Do it, and the boss’ll have fun too!”
Oh, you’re definitely enjoying this, aren’t you?! Fine, if that’s what she wanted, I’d make her come so fast she’d embarrass herself and leak everywhere! I knew all her weak spots by now!
”Ah! Oh, yes, right there!” Lena gasped, her hips trembling as I went to work.
”Lena, play fair~!” Mom whined. “Mess with me too~!”
”Don’t leave me out!” Master added, his voice teasing. “Make me feel good too!”
Oh no! I was so focused on shutting Lena up with my tongue—hitting that rough spot up top and the sensitive bit deep inside—that I didn’t notice Master picking up his pace behind me. It was too much! I’d break if this kept up!
”Ngh! Mmph!” I moaned, my voice muffled as I worked Lena’s p*, determined to make her come first to get her out of the way. My beastfolk tongue dove in, relentless, until her hips started shaking uncontrollably.
”Ohhh, Georgia, your tongue’s too good!” she cried, and then—splash!—she let loose, coming hard and making a mess.
Got her! One pest down, now I could focus on Master—ohhh! His thrusts hit deeper, and I nearly lost it.
”Not bad, knight!” he said, clearly fired up from watching Lena. “Guess I won’t hold back either!”
He flipped me onto my back, shifting to a human-style position, and leaned over me, his eyes locking onto mine with a warm, happy smile. Oh, Master, I love you so much!
”How’s that human ck now, knight?” he teased, his voice playful. “Looking pretty pleased to me.”
He held me close, stroking my head and ears, making my heart melt. “Kuh… my body might give in, but my heart never will!” I managed, clinging to the act.
”Oh? If you surrender, we could have a nice, sweet kiss and some cozy fun as my cute beastfolk slave,” he said, grinning.
”I give in!” I blurted, dropping the act. “I want that kiss! I love cozy fun!”
”Georgia, play properly!” Mom yelled. “And switch with me already~!”
Ignoring her, I opened my mouth, letting my tongue loll out, drool dripping as I begged for a kiss. Master’s eyes softened, and he leaned in, sucking my tongue into his mouth with a gentle slurp.
Ah, I love this human so much! We kissed messily, swapping saliva, our hips moving in sync. I matched his thrusts, squeezing my p* to make him feel even better, using Mom’s signature grip technique. Every move sent pleasure shooting through me, but it was also pushing me closer to the edge.
”Georgia, you’re amazing!” Master groaned. “I’m gonna come soon!”
It was working! He looked so happy, hugging me tighter, his thrusts speeding up. He was about to!
”Do it!” I gasped. “In my p! Fill this pathetic beastfolk knight p!”
My head spun, my vision flashing. I was so close too. But I had to make sure Master’s release was perfect, so I tightened my p*, squeezing his ck with everything I had.
”Georgia, I love you!” he cried, hugging me fiercely as his ck swelled inside me.
Then—spurt! Spurt! Splatter!—it came, a flood so intense I could feel it echoing inside. The sheer force of his release hit my core, making my womb throb like it was being claimed. I couldn’t hold back, and the pleasure overwhelmed me.
”Wah! Waooo!” I howled, my beastfolk cry ringing out as I came, my body shaking as I lost myself completely, the kukkoro knight broken at last…
* * *
”W-waf… hah…”
My head was all fuzzy, like I was floating in a dream. Even after his release, Master kept holding me, kissing me softly, and I nuzzled into him like a puppy. After pampering me for a bit, he grinned. “Well, I’ve had my taste of the knight. Now, let’s see about Mom.”
He turned to her, ready for round two. “Finally~!” Mom chirped, way too excited.
Ugh, Mom, you’re not even pretending anymore. But Master was clearly into it, already worked up as he started in on her, ropes and all. Maybe the bondage was doing it for him.
Whatever. My eyes drifted to Lena, still sprawled out, mumbling, “Fhi… p* feels so good… Sir Soyuz…”
Tomorrow, I was definitely gonna make her pay for this. But for now, my head still swimming, I let myself slip back into the haze, passing out again.
Notes:
• 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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