Chapter 109 Intimate Interlude The Servant’s Jealousy and The Master’s Erotic Command
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Marina got a move on, starting to clear up the meal. At first, she had been annoyed by the way Yuuri put a serious talk before **her**, which meant she would not even let him touch her. But the promise of intimate time before bed had completely smoothed out her mood. That clear, strong possessiveness from moments ago? Gone. She piled up the dishes quickly, eager to get out of the bedroom and move things along.
”I will go fetch Ashley, then,” Marina spoke softly. “I am going to say this again: cancelling today’s routine is only because I judged it to be better for us all. This is a big ritual that questions your skill as Yuuri’s Master… so make sure you finish it by dinner. If you can show me you have managed the end properly… w-well, I will give you a little extra service tonight, dear! ♡”
”Yeah, you bet. Just leave it to me,” Yuuri said proudly. “I will get things settled since that Goddess had to stir up some trouble.”
Marina did not even stay for his rest after the meal; she picked up the tray of piled-up dishes. Her speed only showed she understood that the sooner she got this part over with, the sooner she would get her fun. She quickly went over the main point, then gave him a long, sad look before the Princess stepped out of the room.
After a while, sitting doing nothing on the sofa, Yuuri heard a faint knock from beyond the soundproof door. He answered with a quiet voice, though he knew she could not hear it. After a moment, the handle clicked softly and sank in.
”—Pardon my entering, Master.”
”Hey, over here.”
Heavy doors were pushed open with both hands, and Ashley looked in.
Yuuri stood up quickly, thinking he might look a little too eager, but it was too late to sit back down—that would just admit it. Instead, he walked to the front of the sofa as if he had planned to be there all along, casually waiting for Ashley to enter.
”—Come.”
”Y-Yes, sir.”
Did she feel the air was different? Ashley stopped right at the entrance, standing very still. Her posture was perfect for a servant, but staying far from her Master was completely wrong for the job Yuuri needed her to do now. He commanded her with a short word, and she quickly stepped up from the floor. When she still stopped right in front of him, Yuuri spread his arms wide. She understood what he wanted, carefully leaning into his chest and looking up at him.
”W-What is your command, i-i… Ngh! Haahn! ♡”
Yuuri had told Marina everything they were going to do. But he had been firm: tell Ashley only to come when called. He began to play with the soft body of his dearest servant in his arms. Ashley protested, still thinking that whatever was happening in the bedroom would just be a talk. It had been days since Yuuri held this dear, valued body—the one he wanted and could never fully give up, his childhood friend. Every touch made him regret the time he had spent without her. Just thinking about giving himself to her body right now made it impossible to hold back the rising desire. He squeezed her large rear while his *Master’s body* heated up beneath his bathrobe, pushing its way into the soft flesh of her lower stomach toward her *inner space*.
”Ah! Ahh! ♡ No, Yuuri, stop! ♡ W-we have to talk with everyone else first, and then *learn*! ♡♡ Be patient with your *small body part* just a little, okay? ♡ I’ll make you feel good in the bath *after* all of this!”
It was strange for the Master to call a servant to the bedroom like this. Yuuri had always been careful of the scary power of the skill that let him enslave and play with women as he pleased, and he had always drawn a line to keep from going into bad behavior. But how was she supposed to take his current actions, drowning himself in his servant’s body right before the very meeting he had set up to *avoid* this kind of laziness? Ashley, unable to make any real fight against the huge force of the *Workshop*, desperately tried to calm him, which was so sweet. He could not help but lean down and touch her earlobe with his lips.
”Ugh, uuh! ♡ I-I smell the Princess on you! ♡”
”Then use your *Cleaning* power on it. That is an order.”
She brought up the scent of another woman, maybe worried he was serious about being carried away, but of course, Yuuri was not going to be bothered by that. The *Workshop* is a sanctioned group of wives, after all, and Marina’s scent was there because the grumpy Princess had rubbed her body against his like a cat. He simply told her he would be happy to love her, scent-free, just as she wished. Realizing she had closed off her own way out, Ashley shook, having no choice but to follow his command.
”Y-You do not mean you will truly do this, do you? ♡”
”Hmph. I will teach you on the bed.”
Yuuri picked up Ashley, who was trying to ask for mercy by holding onto him submissively, and carried her across his arms. He took a step at a time up to the raised bed behind the sofa. Ashley, meanwhile, was huddled in his arms like a prisoner waiting for her fate. But simply holding a woman who just gives in is not fun. That is why Yuuri was not against moving straight to something that might cause a little resistance.
”You know, Ashley, you have still got the best shape to carry.”
”…Is that a compliment?”
—The truth is, the weight of the women is nothing now. The *blessings* Yuuri gained from changing the *Family Workshop*, which the Goddess herself gave to him, are so huge he can lift any of his women with one hand. The body that feels most natural in his arms is the one with the best form. There is no way to go back to being *without blessings*, so he has to accept the strength he gained, whether he wanted it or not. He showed this by easily carrying Ashley and gently laying her on the bed. The tall maid smoothed her hand over the strong arm that had held her, her face red with a dreamy look.
”Of course it is. I could carry your body all day long, you know.”
”Fuahh! I would be troubled by ‘all day long’ like that! ♡”
Ashley, a maid, had quite a few tasks. She twisted with a mix of delight and impatience, thinking of herself forbidden from her duties and held in her husband’s arms for a whole day.
—Yuuri lay down next to her and took one of her hands. He wrapped his fingers around her small fingertips, gently stroking her pale palm so she could not flip over and run away. At the same time, he stretched out his other arm, pressing the large, turned-up curve of her breasts. Ashley frowned slightly, her green eyes looking at him, asking for a clear reason for the situation.
”I just finished talking with Marina. …She agreed that I could spend the time until dinner engaged in *intimate time* with you.”
”Eh? EEEH?! Fwah, ahhnnn! ♡♡”
How could his two Masters, who avoid bad behavior, approve of him spending the day in an affair with a single servant? To make the truth clear to the confused Ashley, Yuuri increased the force of his fingers pressing her breast. While she squirmed from the sweet, sharp feeling moving from her chest, he locked his fingers with the hand he held, gripping it tightly so she could not escape.
”Do you recall why this is happening?”
”Ugh, uuuuuh! ♡ Y-Yes, I do! ♡”
Yuuri leaned over her, their noses almost touching, and asked her. Her briefly flustered green eyes carefully met his. She finally gave up, admitting that the cause of this unexpected situation lay with her. —In short: this looks like a reward, but it is actually a punishment. A punishment with no right to refuse, an act of guiding disguised as *intimate time* to carve his love onto her body. Remembering what caused this, it was her selfish behavior, taking advantage of her position in the *Workshop* while Yuuri was gone.
And if Marina and Yuuri had gone to the trouble of agreeing to this time slot, it meant that her actions were beyond hiding.
”I was jealous! ♡ Only Suzuri was getting new ways for you to love her, Yuuri—fhiiiin! ♡♡”
”Then you should have told me directly! Not hiding behind the scenes, threatening your junior like that!”
The *extra grips* were forced upon Yuuri by the Goddess. Also, Suzuri, who started that intimate technique, did not seem to care if the other servants had a good time with the *extra grips*, too. So, while Yuuri did not need to see it as Suzuri’s only right, he could not overlook the fact that Ashley had strongly questioned Suzuri during the hour he was late coming back. He had to guide her as the servants’ Master.
”Just because you are my most loved, does not mean you can act rough over the other servants. …I am the only one who gets to abuse and pleasure my servants!”
”H-Hah! ♡ I’m sho shorry, ngh, ooooh! ♡♡”
Yuuri activated his *mark*, letting magic *extra grips* stroke her *inner space*. He pressed her moving body down with his hands and against her breasts, instructing her while he looked at Ashley’s pleasure-shaken face. —What if a power structure began to form among the servants? Yuuri had always thought about it, but if that happened, fights would surely grow as the servants tried to impress him. In some faraway group of wives, that might be normal, but Yuuri is too simple-minded to bear such a system. He wants to be intimate with his servants without secret plans, and to do that, he needs to let them speak all their complaints to him to let go of their stress.
That is why he never meant to increase the number of servants for no reason, and frankly, Ai’s selection was a bother. But since these powers have been given, Yuuri must accept them when he holds his servants. There is no point in keeping the *extra grips* a secret when they are already known. He is still confused why the wild Princess is so keen on all this, but as the one who took their whole lives, showing the strength to give them what they want is the least of his duties.
”…You are truly sorry, are you not? Ashley breaks easily when I make her feel good. Even if you say sorry with words, I cannot say for sure that you are just acting obedient. …So this time, you are going to get your punishment.”
”Y-Yes, please! ♡♡ Yuuri’s punishment! Guide me, please! ♡♡ Mark this body yourself with the right behavior of a servant so I cannot be too bold… Nmmph! ♡♡”
Yuuri had no wish to cause her pain or make her shrink back during this special ‘punishment’ for Ashley. If anything, it was largely a ceremony for him, the Master, to show his private secret and reassure his loved one. Still, the official reason was that the elder sister was being scolded for acting rough over her youngest sibling. For that reason, he only wanted her to show a little humble regret, but his wish did not reach this model servant who takes all her Master’s actions as a joy. The moment she heard the word ‘punishment,’ she completely forgot she was being scolded, her beautiful face blooming into a heart-stopping smile. Feeling the danger that he might forget the reason and drown in his loving childhood friend, Yuuri quickly covered her mouth with his lips to silence her.
Of course, Ashley still squirmed happily. Yuuri tried to get back control by pressing her overly large breasts. In the end, he managed to calm down his too-excited childhood friend by lightly biting her actively moving tongue and holding her close with a tight hug.
”Hah, hah…. Honestly, does punishment make you happy?”
”Fhehehe! I’m sorry! ♡ But I can accept anything that Yuuri does to me! Just thinking about being trained to be more fitting for you makes my *front* throb! ♡”
Ashley wept tears of joy, smiling as if she could easily throw away everything she had worked for for him. The perfect lady Yuuri had once looked up to and finally got. He is now wanted to color her as he pleases, yet he is scared of spoiling his former love by letting her become too broken. But he also trusted that Ashley’s inner strength would never change, no matter how broken or submissive she became. Her spirit—the boldness to strongly seek him for love, despite serving a commoner man—is surely the virtue he has always loved in his childhood friend.
He was made stronger by the thought that she would understand the love behind this ‘punishment’ and make their bond deeper. Pushed by that feeling, he reached for a small object he had prepared by the pillow.
”…Is this a blindfold?”
”Yes. It is a tool kept right here in the bedroom. You will be wearing this, Ashley.”
Yuuri pulled out part of a set of ties usually kept in the costume closet behind the pillow. His *extra grips* could easily hold or blindfold a servant, but there is no fun in using the same technique always. The plan was to use the normal blindfold to seal her sight first, then slowly bring in the *extra grips* later to help her get used to it. But for now, he did not say anything; he just made her accept this light sight-hold under the name of punishment.
”U-ah… ♡ W-Well, if I can’t see what is around me, you might suddenly kiss me or play with my chest… ♡ I’ll definitely feel everything more strongly than usual!”
”That is my Ashley. You understand fully.”
It is not just the Master’s mouth and hands that will attack her in the darkness. But the guiding is most effective when the touch is not expected. Therefore, Yuuri will trick the hopeful Ashley by starting with a complex *intimate time*. —He brushed back his loved one’s hair and pressed the black leather mask against her face. The wide blindfold, made not to hurt the wearer, covered her green eyes, the black leather stark against her light skin, a clear sign of her being held.
”Are you alright? Is it too tight?”
”Hah! Wow, I can’t see anything at all… ♡ I can only feel Yuuri’s scent and… Ngh, the feel of your skin!”
Yuuri breathed a sigh of relief as Ashley carefully reached out to find his position, not seeming upset. Her movements, reaching out like a baby, felt new, and he knew he had to keep her calm by staying close.
”Nyah! Nmoo, right to the chest!”
”Haha. Wouldn’t you be more worried if I *did not* touch your chest, Ashley?”
Yuuri pressed her large breasts without any stop, just as he always did. At the same time, he put his other hand on her neck. Shut off from sight, Ashley flushed prettily and gave herself up willingly.
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Summary:
After a quick, strategic moment with Princess Marina, who agrees to delay important meetings for her own guaranteed nighttime reward, Yuuri is left alone to focus on his chief servant, Ashley. The mood shifts dramatically as Yuuri summons Ashley for an unscheduled, erotic punishment.
Ashley, the outwardly disciplined maid, completely melts under the Master’s possessive touch, revealing her jealousy of Suzuri and the new, intimate techniques Yuuri is exploring, specifically the tentacle use from his unique skill. Yuuri justifies this highly sensual disciplinary act as necessary to maintain the harem’s political balance, ensuring no servant tries to dominate another, even though he’s mostly indulging his own desire for his tall childhood friend.
The chapter ends with Yuuri sealing Ashley’s sight with a leather blindfold, setting the stage for a prolonged, intimate, and sensation-driven session of Mutsugoto where the line between punishment and pleasure is deliciously blurred. This highlights Yuuri’s struggle to control his sensual power while trying to be a ‘responsible’ master.
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1 Ikanago is a small fish (sand lance) often cooked in soy sauce and sugar (a delicacy). In the context of Ashley’s excited, slightly slurred reaction here, it’s a nonsensical, cute noise of surprise/pleasure. ↩
Notes:
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
• Ai – The recently-formed sub-divinity/ego who manages the world’s Skills. Her sudden, intense burst of divine will (“ki”) almost bleached Yuuri’s wicked thoughts. Called Yuuri “Elder Brother” and declared genuine affection and trust based on his efficiency with her Skills.
• Suzuri – A scout who braved the labyrinth and lured a petrifying monster to protect her friends, she endured long isolation while frozen in stone and relied on inner magic to preserve her sense of self.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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