Chapter 110 The Demand A Master’s Erotic Undressing and a Servant’s Shocking Wish
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Yuuri was completely shocked by the difference.
Undoing a button—that was an act he had done thousands of times, easily. But he never would have thought the fasteners could have this kind of tension when they were stretching against his childhood friend’s ripe, overflowing chest.
”Aw, come on, darling! You just command me and I would strip for you right away, I would!♡” Ashley cooed, a playful note of scolding in her voice.
”Do not be ridiculous,” Yuuri scoffed, though his hands were shaking a little. “This is a rare chance! A guy does not get to handle a woman’s clothes like this very often!”
A servant is supposed to openly show their body before their Master. Knowing Yuuri was fumbling, Ashley—bless her heart—offered to quickly remove the bothering clothing herself. But simply having a naked woman tossed in front of him is not the point, not really. Enjoying the feel of the button creaking under the tension, carefully judging how much force to use so he would not hurt the perfect breasts squeezed tight inside the apron dress—that was a priceless experience, too.
”Just stay still, now. This is… well, it is like unwrapping a gift for me, see?” Yuuri muttered.
”??? If that is what you want, Yuuri, I do not mind a bit…” Ashley responded, sounding truly confused.
It was her familiar outfit. Though the material was just everyday cloth made with the Family Workshop skill, it looked much the same as the combat maid-uniform she wore to guard Marina. Why go through all the trouble of slowly removing clothes that were not even fancy? This particular male desire—this little bit of his delight—was clearly beyond the understanding of the good girl Ashley.
”—Whoa! Holy crap!”
”Honestly! You are always sneaking glances at them!♡ There is no need to act so dramatic now…” she scolded, a blush creeping up to her cheeks.
Yuuri was focusing his fingers so he would not stop Ashley’s breathing, but then his hand slipped, and the neckline burst open with a loud snap thanks to her breast’s sheer power. He could not help but gasp in admiration at the huge mounds’ magnificent bounce. His childhood friend, who had given her body and soul to him, just colored slightly and looked a little annoyed.
But no matter how many times he looked at them with his eyes or touched them with his hands, the stretchiness only breasts of Ashley’s size could have was never something he would grow tired of. As the garment was pushed apart by the pressure from within, showing a sliver of the undergarment covering her cleavage, Yuuri quickly held his breath, captivated by the artistic vibrancy. He stared until the bouncing finally settled.
”That is a fancy bra. Did Suzuri make it for you?” Yuuri asked, impressed.
”Yes!♡ Well, since you have been calling us to the bedroom one by one, Yuuri, I thought maybe it was my turn for your attention…♡ Suzuri-san kindly agreed, even though it was such a rush!♡” she cooed.
It seemed that while Yuuri was busy with Marina, his two wives had a little interaction outside the bedroom door. Even though he had simply used the Master’s mark skill on Suzuri to get information, she clearly held no resentment toward the person who made the request. Perhaps it was her naturally humble nature to accept rough treatment from her superiors. Or maybe she only felt the elder sister’s ‘tyranny’ was just playful roughhousing among servants. Either way, Suzuri’s inability to care about the envy or jealousy of others was a rare and valuable trait among the wives in his inner circle, where competition could easily start.
”It is beautiful. It really suits you,” Yuuri murmured, honestly.
Looking again at Ashley’s exposed chest, the words just spilled out. Perhaps showing her image of her older sister, Suzuri had made the bra in white, decorating Ashley’s giant breasts with a design apparently copied from a magazine from the Workshop. There was definitely thought put into what he, the Master, would find attractive. Maybe it was even a way for Suzuri, who had only recently received his special attention, to cheer up her sister who was still waiting her turn. She felt no resentment toward Ashley, who was anxiously waiting. The youngest wife must believe that everyone is happy if the Master loves them, instantly creating the design from memory so she could hand-deliver it. That Ashley’s massive breasts were now adorned in this attractive lingerie was itself proof that the hardworking youngest wife believed she could only find happiness by promoting harmony.
”R-Really? I was in such a hurry with Suzuri-san, not knowing when you would call me, Yuuri. I just changed into what she prepared right away, so I did not get a good look myself!♡”
Complimenting the breasts her husband loved so much made Ashley smile, a huge grin visible even through the eye mask she wore. In a way, his youngest wife had acted as a thoughtful mediator.
—But Yuuri could not just accept this kind gesture and overlook his most beloved wife’s domineering act.
”I see. I will thank Suzuri myself later. …I am going to unbutton the entire front now. Are you ready?”
”Yes, darling!♡ Look, Yuuri! Your favorite chest!♡… Please, be sure to admire the lingerie too, alongside them, if you would!♡” she pleaded.
Yuuri understood. Ashley also felt indebted to Suzuri for granting her request. To reward his wives’ honesty, he would not commit the rude act of immediately tearing off the bra to stare at her bare flesh. Still, he was not imaginative enough to get excited over the tiny sliver of cleavage peeking out from the apron dress. He placed his hands on the buttons that were straining against the fabric, all the way down to the waist tie, and began undoing every single fastener.
”Whoa… Ohhh… unbelievable…”
”Haaaahhh!♡ Ugh, Yuuri is watching me!♡ He must be thinking about how much he wants to play with my breasts!♡♡” she gasped.
There was an undeniable lack of words for describing his beloved childhood friend’s charm. But was there any better word? Even the Goddess who boasted a perfect figure could not compete with Ashley’s size. And those mounds, which could barely be contained in his hands, were nestled in Suzuri’s custom-made lingerie, their peaks thrusting toward the heavens even as she lay on her back.
Instinctively, Yuuri reached for the now-opened front of the apron dress. Grabbing the button line he had just freed, he forcefully ripped the front open a little further.
”Agh!♡ Do not be so rough!♡ I am not going anywhere, you know!♡♡” she cried out, her voice both protesting and enjoying the force.
”Haaah, haaah! This is amazing! It is too perfect!”
His excitement had gotten the better of him, and Yuuri had unconsciously used too much force, shaking Ashley’s whole body strongly. But the breasts that tumbled out from the black dress, though briefly bouncing with great power, quickly returned to their original shape. He briefly lost himself staring at those perfectly curved twin peaks, but quickly checked on his beloved wife whom he had just handled so roughly.
Ashley, however, did not seem offended by her Master being so obsessed with her; she showed no reaction even to the gaze she must have felt through the mask.
”I-I am going to touch you now…?” Yuuri asked, seeking confirmation.
”Yes, as you wish, darling!♡” she replied brightly, even deliberately puffing out her chest to offer her breasts.
Having received permission, Yuuri first reached for her now-exposed chest area. He could have easily embraced her thin waist by loosening the cinched belt, but the white-clad breasts were too enchanting to look away from right now. As a compromise, he enjoyed the feel of the healthy muscle and soft flesh wrapping her ribs, then placed his fingers at the base of the massive mounds.
”Oh, ohhh…”
Yuuri could not help but gasp in awe at Suzuri’s skill in creating the lingerie that adorned his childhood friend’s breasts. To support that unbelievable mass—which he had to admit was the biggest among his wives—the band was tightly secured to her body. The fit was precise, leaving no room for a finger to slip in. The sturdy fabric covered the entire breast, tracing a large, perfect circle to protect the curve he loved so much. While the bottom of the cup was stiff for support, the top was flexible to keep a soft texture.
”O-Oh, ohhh…!”
”Ahn!♡ Honestly, you have touched them so many times already!♡ Hee-hee!♡♡” she squealed.
With the bra’s help, Yuuri squeezed the upward-thrusting peaks, gently wrapped in the snowy fabric. That softness, which men do not possess, was endlessly intoxicating, and he repeatedly enjoyed the feeling of it yielding flexibly to the slightest pressure. And even this clumsy touching, born of simple curiosity, caused the servant’s body to react sensitively, her sweet sounds further exciting her Master’s desire.
”Stop trying to tempt me with those cooing noises! Do you want me to touch you directly that badly? Do you want me to tear this off, even though Suzuri went to all the trouble of making it?!” Yuuri demanded, his breath coming faster.
”Kufu! Ahah!♡ B-But, this lingerie was meant for you to undress me from the start, darling!♡ Your eyes have been glued to my breasts all this time, so it has served its purpose perfectly!♡♡ Fuwah, Nyaaahhh!♡♡” she gasped.
Indeed, decorating her breasts with lingerie made their charm much bigger. In short, Yuuri thought he was commanding her to offer her body as a Master, but he had simply fallen right into Ashley’s plan.
But even realizing that now, he could not hide his desire for his beloved. The only way to save his Master’s dignity was to accept the invitation and punish her for provoking him. Even if he knew he was still playing into Ashley’s scheme, he could not let his wife, who had bravely lured her husband, be humiliated. To at least show his generosity in answering her request, he stroked her wet side and slid his palm around to her back.
”Haaah!♡ Can your finger reach the fastener?♡ Should I lift my back a bit?” she offered.
”No need. Who do you think I am?” Yuuri scoffed.
When Yuuri traced the bottom edge of the bra with his finger, it clung tightly to her body, supposedly to avoid putting pressure on her breasts—making it impossible for a finger to even slip underneath. To undo the hook in the back, he would have to create a gap between her back and the bed, but he was not so weak as to need his wife to move. He made a small sound at Ashley’s unnecessary worry about her weight and used his hand, which had slipped down to her hips, to lift her entire upper body, even her bottom, clean off the bed.
”Fwah, Aaahh!♡ Y-You are so cool!♡ Yuuri, you have amazing arm strength!♡♡” she cooed.
His body, which Yuuri had worked hard to train for fighting, combined with the blessing of the Family Workshop, made lifting one person’s weight easy. He had only been playing around a little, but Ashley just gazed longingly and stroked the arm that was holding her up. Yuuri felt his ears get hot from being lightly ignored, and slid his free hand onto her smooth side.
”I-I am taking it off,” he announced.
”Okay!♡ Look at my chest!”
Regaining his focus, Yuuri traced the groove of her spine to find the bra’s joining point. Since he usually just ordered the girls to take things off, he had not had much practice removing a bra himself. As he managed to pinch the hook catch with one hand, the back band instantly snapped open, pulled apart by the pressure of her enormous breasts.
”Woah! Oh, ohhh…!”
”Mmmnh! Fuuuhhh!♡♡” she sighed.
With the hook removed, the cups lifted slightly. To get rid of the fabric that still covered most of the twin peaks, Yuuri gently brushed the loose shoulder straps to the sides. Now, the white fabric that had decorated her breasts was merely draped over them. Carefully, he reached for the front and placed his fingers on the edge. With a slight pull, the vast expanse of cloth slid down without resistance, and the rich, fair-skinned curves burst into his sight.
”Ohhh… her breasts! Ashley’s…! Mine! These are mine…!”
”T-That is right, darling!♡ They belong to Yuuri! They are your chest!♡” she said.
Yuuri had not meant to, but a possessive murmur had come out of his mouth. Despite his strong want, Ashley agreed to his ownership, confirming who they belonged to. Just hearing that statement made his face spread into a wide smile. Feeling bolder, he slid the cloth down without stopping, and two erect, red-colored tips of the chest came out at the same time.
”Ahn!♡ My chest tips! Do not flick them with the cloth!♡♡” she complained.
”Haaah! Amazing! They are erect!” Yuuri exclaimed.
Seeing that clear proof of her excitement, all thoughts of waiting or pausing left his mind. With eyes wide open, he immediately grabbed onto one of the chest tips! As he gently softened the hard point with a sweet, playful nibble, Ashley’s body jumped each time.
”Hii-yah, Ha-aahn!♡ Yuuri, be softer!♡… No! Do not squeeze my chest tips!♡” she gasped.
As if begging for mercy, Ashley pressed her soft mounds against his face. When she realized her Master had no wish to stop the fun, she tried to shift her body to escape the strong pleasure. But of course, a mere servant is not allowed to take back a breast once it has been offered to her Master. When she dared to stop the pleasure of burying his face in her beautiful chest with her moving, there was no choice but to grab both her arms and pin her to the bed.
”Hyuu!♡ Mmmph! Ahn! Nyaaahhh!♡♡” she cried out.
Held down by her Master, Ashley finally realized that she was changed into a tool for making pleasure-cries. Each time a sweet sound tickled his ears, Yuuri squeezed the chest tips, which slightly hardened in return, enjoying the feeling. By sending continuous, sweet feeling to his beloved servant, he could tell the Master’s mark was activating without even looking.
Her body has been magically expanded by the Goddess, and her closeness with the Family Workshop has also increased. Maybe because of that, Yuuri no longer needed to check for the light of the Master’s mark to know when his women were very excited. Ashley was probably already at her limit. Just as he was licking and rolling her chest tip in his mouth, expecting her to eventually give up and beg for his Lord’s body, she turned her masked face toward him, clearly wanting to speak.
”Yuuri!♡ I-I have a request!♡♡”
Her voice was truly desperate. But of course, Yuuri would not react right away. He wanted to enter her deeply right away too, but that should only happen after the servant herself truly begs her Master for his loving attention.
”P-Please, a skill!♡ I-I want to be granted one skill!♡♡”
She was trembling, likely near her breaking point. The soft breasts pressed against his face were comfortable, but sadly, Yuuri could not afford to lose himself in them. —Because it was strange for Ashley to beg for a skill.
Showing a little interest, he released one of her arms. He grabbed the breast he had been sucking and played with the tip of the chest tip while prompting her to continue.
”I-I want to be more useful!♡ This body… Ahn!♡ I-I’m Yuuri’s body, after all!♡ To let Yuuri enjoy me even more!♡♡ P-Please grant me the Chest-Milk skill! 3 ♡♡”
”…W-What the hell?!”
The servant’s strange request instantly broke his Master’s calm manner. What kind of thought process had led her to that idea? Yuuri quickly let go of her breast, sat up, and looked at her masked face. Sadly, he could not see the smallest trace of careful thought there. He could only see her flushed, sensual cheeks and her broken, twisted mouth, showing that she was truly wanting this change… and somehow, he understood why.
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Summary:
This spicy erotic fantasy chapter focuses on Yuuri’s deeply sensual pleasure in slowly undressing his loyal wife, Ashley, turning a simple act into a highly charged master/servant ritual. The tension builds as Yuuri struggles with the buttons on her maid dress, which is strained by her enormous breasts. Ashley’s devotion is highlighted by the revelation that her younger sister, Suzuri, made her beautiful white lingerie just to encourage her to seek their husband’s sexual attention.
Yuuri’s inner lust and playful authority dominate the scene as he finally frees and fondles her magnificent curves, which causes Ashley to reach a fever pitch of arousal. The intimate, passionate scene takes a sudden, shocking turn when Ashley, in the throes of her desire, breaks from the script and requests a brand-new skill: the ability to produce Boob-Milk! This unexpected and wanton wish completely shatters Yuuri’s composure, promising a major, unfiltered change in their harem dynamic.
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T/L:
1 [Darling] The Japanese original uses a much softer, almost cooing term for ‘honey’ or ‘sweetheart’, which is reflected in the tone and dialogue tag, despite the master/servant context. ↩
2 [Familial Workshop] The skill name. A key plot element that allows the wives to create high-quality items and use physical enhancements for their Master. ↩
3 [Boob-Milk (Bonyū)] A crucial term for this specific erotic fantasy genre. Bonyū is the Japanese word for breast milk. ↩
Notes:
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
• 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.
• 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.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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