Volume 3 Chapter 43 Golden Ball Bra II
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The only light in the underground passage was the yellow glow of the magic stone lamps.
The shops, hidden at the edge of the lively town, had a secretive vibe. The people running the stores looked suspicious.
The shops lined up along 5 passages, each cutting a square hole in the passage wall to make room for their space.
The scent filling the passage was a sweet, almost aphrodisiac aroma.
Kian and Priscilla, arm in arm, decided to look for kinky men’s underwear, playing the part of wealthy merchant heirs.
Priscilla wore a silver mask to hide her face.
Kian, on the other hand, entered without any disguise, showing her true face.
The shop owners at the front hid their faces, while in the dark corners of the passage, couples whispered and flirted.
These couples didn’t seem to be shop workers.
It was unclear if they were here to buy something or just looking for a place to secretly meet.
Some seemed to be flirting, while others formed a circle, snorting white powder through their noses.
They decided to casually check out the stores before looking for decorative accessories for male sex slaves in the last shop.
”Welcome, customers. What are you looking for?”
The tall man who greeted them had a mask resembling a crow’s skull.
He wore a black robe, with brown skin peeking out from the sleeves.
He seemed to be from Azrael.
With magic tools on his fingers and waist, he looked like an alchemist.
”I’m looking for underwear for my partner. Something luxurious, kinky, and revealing.”
”We have several options in the back left of the store. Please take a look.”
”Thank you”
Priscilla smiled and stepped into the elevated shop.
Kian followed, catching a faint yogurt-like sweetness in the tiled air.
The shop sold more than just men’s erotic underwear—jars of suspicious potions and sex toys like Aliona’s lined the shelves.
Even the dildos were labeled “for men” or “for women,” despite looking the same.
(What’s “for men” mean?)
’For butt stuff, obviously. I’m not into extreme kinks, but if you insist, I *could* handle some weird sex.’
(Wait, you can turn into a dildo!?)
’Idiot. I meant I could use my true form to pleasure your prostate. I’m no sex toy.’
(I’ll pass…)
Still, being tied up by a blonde beauty for a night of pleasure sounded tempting.
The “glasses” had long, gorgeous legs, and while he’d skip being pegged, a facesit with a footjob wouldn’t be bad.
While Kian daydreamed, Priscilla dashed deeper into the shop.
”The owners here are magicians or alchemists, selling their creations directly. The shopkeeper changes daily, and so does the stock. This place looks promising. Check this aphrodisiac—made with Bloodsucking Kind Remi Cain’s testes. Just one gold coin!”
She bent down near the aphrodisiac section, eyeing the jars intently.
Her pose was completely exposed.
Kian couldn’t help staring at her dress-covered hips and the hint of armpit beneath her slender shoulders.
(Maybe it’s the alcohol, but Priscilla smells sweaty… and very sexy. Even with Aliona and Christy, my penis is starting to harden.)
Normally, he’d adjust his position, but this time, his pubic hair got tangled around his penis, causing a dull pain. No full erection this time.
Kian dug into his pocket, freeing his penis from the tangled hair, and asked.
”Are you going to buy that?”
”Not sure. But rare things are tempting, right?”
Priscilla grabbed the bottle of aphrodisiac and read the handwritten label.
From Kian’s trained scout perspective, it looked easy to steal.
The shopkeeper was still at the counter. Wasn’t he worried about theft?
The white-haired witch turned to Kian, grinning like a kid with a mischievous idea.
”This aphrodisiac is called ‘Himegoroshi.’”
”‘Himegoroshi’… ‘Princess Killer’? Sounds like poison.”
”Really? I thought it sounded like liquor. Anyway, the label says, ‘A few drops will make any pure princess act like a horny prostitute and offer her virginity.’ If we use it on Her Excellency Maribel, we might take over Izerland.”
”Exaggerated. Typical sales pitch.”
”Wanna try it?”
The white-haired witch smirked, leaning closer.
”You and me, alone. I’ll take it and see if I attack you.”
”Ms. Priscilla…? You’re not the right test subject to prove its effect.”
”What? You mean I’m not a pure princess, so you can’t tell if it’s the drug or me? Rude!”
”No, that’s not what I meant──”
”Then what did you mean? Say it!”
”──────”
Kian looked troubled, and Priscilla pouted.
She brushed past him and grabbed the most revealing pair of underwear from the lingerie section.
”These are Lord Kian’s underwear.”
In her hand was a pair of black leather panties with gold chains dangling from them. Is it inspired by an elephant?
There are small chains that protect the balls, with ivory attached.
So, the penis is like an elephant’s trunk?
The black leather covers most of the groin, but there’s a hole for the penis, with 3 little golden chains leading to a small round cap.
That cap probably goes over the head of the penis.
Kian imagined how he would look wearing this thing.
”This is too embarrassing… can we get something more normal? Like those thong panties for Beastmen?”
”If you want a thong, then here’s one.”
”Ugh… it has ribbons and lace? It comes with knee socks and a garter belt too, but this is for men, right?”
”This section is all for men. If you don’t get it, let me help you. It’s sexy to see a guy in this kind of perverted outfit. When someone muscly like Lord Kian wears this, it makes me want to tease him.”
”Isn’t that just Ms. Priscilla?”
”No way! I think many ladies from Châtillon would agree. Our upper class is all about weird stuff.”
”What do other fighters wear? At least Ms. Priscilla’s black leather and gold chain underwear is unique.”
”There are quite a few! That’s why I recommend it. Come on, just try it on.”
”No way…”
Trying it on here is like saying to expose his penis outside!
He really doesn’t want to do something so perverted.
”Ms. Priscilla, I’m a warrior monk of ‘Azrael,’ not into ‘perversion’ or ‘debauchery.’ I just want to show my body, so let’s avoid these bad tastes. Maybe──hey, over there, I think there’s something better.”
”Over there…? Wait, Lord Kian. That’s for women!”
”Huh?”
”Oh, really? You want to wear women’s stuff? Then you can put on makeup on the day and charm someone into your taste.”
Priscilla approached with a sly, mischievous grin, and Kian found himself staring at the black lace underwear he’d picked up.
It had slits over the chest and crotch, leaving nothing to the imagination—a shameless design that defeated the purpose of underwear.
”Wha—!? N-No, I didn’t mean—!”
”So you do like that kind of thing? Lord Kian seems so serious, but your kinks must be pretty wild, huh?”
”I’m normal!”
”Sure? Prove it—try this on!”
”Why would I—? Wait, wouldn’t wearing this make me more promiscuous?”
Kian glared at the silver-haired witch offering him the black leather bra with a smirk.
”Aw, you don’t wanna? The shopkeeper’s just standing there. I’m the only one who’d see. What’s so embarrassing?”
”If I asked you to wear this, you’d hate it, right?”
”Not at all.”
”You’re lying.”
”Nope. Not the slit one you’re holding—the red swimsuit over there. I wore body-hugging swimsuits at the royal academy. No shame.”
Priscilla said it casually.
Between snuggling in the carriage and flirting on the boat, she was clearly as forward as Natasha—another shameless witch. Kian realized he’d misjudged the bargain.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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