Volume 2 Chapter 11 Takumi-kun Tastes Slave Service ★
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Ranka-san is truly beautiful,” I said softly.
”Thank you. I’m glad to have pleased you, Takumi-sama,” she replied with a gentle smile.
Without hesitation, Ranka-san began to undress, revealing her flawless form. Her figure, curvaceous and striking, made me breathe in admiration. The price of four hundred gold coins seemed justified, factoring in both her skills and presence. Her brown skin gleamed like polished obsidian. Her breasts were full and firm, and I noticed delicate piercings on her nipples.
”Does that bother you?” Ranka-san asked, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. “The magic collar I wear signifies my loyalty.”
The sight was unexpectedly alluring, the contrast of innocence and submission stirring something within me. The thought of such a proud woman bound to this fate was almost overwhelming.
”Would you like to confirm my purity as well?” she offered quietly.
”Yes, please,” I replied.
”Very well, if you will excuse me…”
Instead of spreading her legs on the floor, Ranka-san turned and presented herself modestly. The sight was intimate yet respectful, revealing only what was necessary. She was remarkably composed despite the vulnerability.
”Please don’t think ill of me,” she said softly. “I’ve never revealed myself to a customer before. The high price has kept others away, and I’ve remained a virgin until now.”
After the examination, Ranka-san dressed again and summoned another slave girl. She directed the girl to present herself for my inspection.
”So, Takumi-sama, who will you choose for your service?” Ranka-san asked playfully.
”Erm, this one, please.”
”You enjoy a hint of familiarity, don’t you? This slave resembles me. As you enjoy her service, you may imagine it’s me attending to you.”
Her words sent a thrill through me. Ranka-san’s status was evidently higher than the others. When three slaves arrived, all wearing collars, she instructed them to disrobe. They stood before me, their youthful figures meeting my expectations. Each belonged to the same rank as Kahoru-chan, priced reasonably at twelve gold coins apiece. In this world, virgins were treasured.
Though Ranka-san no longer needed such proof, she kindly allowed me to inspect the others with a kupaā. The slaves complied obediently, a flicker of flattery in their eyes as they showed their readiness. One in particular, who teased slightly, looked like a former courtesan.
”Two of you may dress and return to your duties. Nashata, you will stay for service,” Ranka-san commanded. Nashata seemed pleased with the task.
I later learned from Ranka-san that a single silver coin was all these slaves earned—a harsh disparity between the procurement and sales sides of the guild.
Nashata knelt before me without hesitation and began to attend to me with practiced ease. She was indeed skilled.
”Nashata, were you a courtesan before?” I asked quietly.
”Yes. I lost my place at the brothel and now hope to be purchased as a slave to send money home,” she answered earnestly.
Though buying slaves at a steep discount felt uneasy, I resolved to treat them well. Nashata, sensing this, eagerly demonstrated her skills. Her gentle touch and careful attention spoke of experience. She stimulated me in ways that were both tender and exciting, yet never boastful.
”You’re very talented, Nashata,” I praised her.
”Thank you, Master. If you buy me, I can serve you even more fully. I know you enjoy deep connection—I see how you guide me,” she whispered, a determined gleam in her eyes.
I nodded, holding her gently but firmly as we shared this intimate moment. Despite the intensity, Nashata maintained a delicate balance of submission and skill.
With each breath and motion, I felt a deeper sense of connection, of mutual trust and surrender.
”I will buy you, Nashata,” I promised. “As proof, I will honor you with my gift.”
Her eyes sparkled with joy as she deepened her commitment. I intended to purchase them all but kept my plans discreet. Our shared gaze met Ranka’s, who responded with a warm and knowing smile, revealing her appreciation silently.
Afterward, I felt a pleasant weariness wash over me, and I returned Ranka’s smile.
”That was an excellent service,” I said.
”Shall we consider all the slaves here today as a package? And if you wish, I can recommend others suited to your tastes,” Ranka offered eagerly.
I looked at her with determination.
”No, I will take every slave the Merchant Guild has for sale. Ranka, please calculate the total— including, of course, your own price.”
Notes:
• Ranka – She’s a guild shop assistant with a friendly demeanor and a practical mindset. Ranka’s recommendations are based on logical, merchant-minded suggestions, catering to the buyer’s needs.
• Kaho – 3rd Army leader. Worried, ceremonial magic.
• Nashata – The skilled and sultry slave, once a prostitute, now captivates with her expert fellatio. Her determination to be purchased is both alluring and endearing, making her a prized possession.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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