Volume 1 Chapter 8 Division Of Fate 3️⃣
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
She had always lived as the lowest slave. Because of these ugly scars, she wasn’t even worthy of becoming a pet slave. She was never summoned to the master’s private chambers. Instead, she was trained relentlessly—serving with her hands and mouth—used only as a convenient tool to ease others’ desires.
”…Yeah.”
By the slave traders who taught her, her previous master, some villagers, and even undeveloped boys, she was used over and over again every day. And through it all, she only grew more skilled at a task she hated—pleasing others orally. But…
”But?”
”If I can bring comfort to my current master, who suffers so much, if even someone like me can be of use… No, this is the only way this lowly slave can repay your kindness.”
Now, she crawled forward, her small hands gripping me gently, her face pressing softly as if in total submission.
”Ugh, whoa!?”
The delicate pressure of her hands and the softness of her cheeks against me sent a tremor through my hips. Warmth gathered at the tip, staining her skin.
”Please, Master. Command me to serve you. Let me repay your kindness.”
Lena’s eyes met mine, filled with a quiet, pleading desperation. Maybe she sought meaning in this forced servitude by trying to bring me comfort. If that was true, would allowing her to serve me here save her?
Even so… I hesitated. I still felt uneasy making her, or any woman, perform such acts.
More than anything—
Caught in those conflicted thoughts, Lena suddenly released me. She climbed off the bed and knelt again on the floor.
”…I’m sorry, Master. Now that I think about it, you probably don’t want a mouth that’s been used by so many others… I’m just a lowly slave. I said too much.”
Her voice was calm and distant, trembling only slightly. When she looked up, her face remained hidden beneath her bangs, just like when we first met.
”I apologize for showing you such an unsightly sight. I’ll wait outside. Please rest comfortably.”
She bowed deeply, then tried to leave.
I really was no good at understanding the subtle emotions of others. No wonder I was called a child. If I didn’t act, she’d shut herself away again.
Sigh… I hated having to say this, but I had no choice.
”Ah, wait! Lena! Please, listen to me!”
”Hya!? Hya!”
She flinched at my sudden, awkward shout and turned back toward me.
”Lena… I…”
”Yes?”
”I’ve never done anything… like that before.”
”…Huh?”
”I mean, I’ve never had the chance to be close to a woman in that way until now…”
Why was I confessing this? It was embarrassing. My ears burned with heat, even though we were both naked and she’d already touched me.
Lena’s eyes widened in surprise.
”B-but Master, you said, ‘For some reason, using this makes me feel an incredible desire.’”
”Yeah, I said that. But that was only something I realized years ago—after the last time I used it. Before that, I was too young to understand those feelings.”
”I see…”
Lena still looked doubtful. I’d have to explain everything properly later.
”So, you really have no experience, Master?”
”No, not really. Well, to be exact, once—someone touched me by accident, but that was it.”
”I see.”
”So, Lena, it’s not that I dislike you or anything. It’s just… how should I say it… it’s embarrassing. And a little scary…”
The mood shifted completely. I slumped my shoulders.
What was this? Why was I being humiliated like this?
My dignity as a master had vanished. Actually, did I ever have any? It didn’t matter anymore.
I crouched with my knees hugged and let out a dry laugh.
Lena climbed back onto the bed.
”Master, if you would allow me, please grant me the honor of comforting your… member for the first time.”
She bowed deeply once more.
At this point, there was no way I could refuse.
”…Yeah. Please.”
The voice I forced out was so high-pitched I couldn’t help but laugh at myself.
* * *
”Then, I will take my leave.”
Lena leaned in, closing the small distance between us.
Having her so close, bare and delicate, made my heart race.
During the ritual, I kept focused on the technique itself, avoiding thoughts of touching her. That had helped me stay calm.
”Please, relax and make yourself comfortable.”
She smiled gently at me. Despite her youth, there was a comforting strength in her gaze.
”Y-yeah.”
I swallowed nervously, probably too loudly.
”It’s okay.”
Her eyes shone with warmth as she spoke, then her hand brushed softly against me.
”Ah… Master’s precious thing… so dear.”
She nuzzled gently, voice soft and dreamy.
”I-I feel a little hurt when you say it’s dear.”
Her words stung unexpectedly, and I murmured a quiet complaint.
”Ah… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.”
”Guh…”
”As a slave, it might be rude to say, but… when I touch you, love wells up from deep inside. I want to do anything for you. It’s… the first time I’ve felt this.”
”O-oh…”
Her hand moved tenderly, soothing, with care like she was protecting something precious. Her eyes closed in genuine happiness.
”Ah, ah, ah… Lena…”
Her touch became wetter, and it already felt incredibly good—enough to almost overwhelm me.
”Then, Master, please let Lena take care of you.”
Sensing my growing tension, Lena’s voice softened as she began to show her affection more intimately.
Warm and gentle sensations enveloped me, and I couldn’t help but sigh from the deep comfort she gave.
Seeing my response, Lena smiled brightly, eyes sparkling with joy. Her movements grew more confident and affectionate.
”Does it feel good, Master?”
She paused for a moment, her expression soft and satisfied, cheeks flushed and relaxed.
Wanting to thank her, I stroked her hair gently. Lena shivered, her face melting with happiness.
”It’s strange… while holding Master close, I became truly happy…”
Her words were sincere—her face showed pure joy. Tears shimmered in her eyes, and her lips glistened softly.
—Wait, are we still connected somehow?
That thought flickered through me, but seeing Lena’s radiant expression, nothing else mattered.
”Lena… more. Please, make me feel good.”
Now there was no reason to hold back. I welcomed her completely, wanting the moment of release to come soon.
Lena seemed to understand perfectly. This time, she deepened her care, moving with more passion and focus.
The sensations grew stronger, waves of warmth and pleasure washing over me.
It was no longer gentle—it was urgent and guiding, leading me toward that long-awaited moment.
Even then—
I noticed Lena was also caring for herself quietly as she gave me comfort.
Whether by choice or instinct, seeing that made the moment even more intense.
Visually and physically overwhelmed, I felt myself nearing the peak of my emotions.
A tightening sensation gripped me, and—
”I’m coming! Lena, may I? May I let go?”
I whispered, voice trembling, seeking her permission.
Instead of words, Lena held me close with an embrace full of trust, welcoming me fully.
The sudden, deep connection sent me over the edge.
I released myself quietly, deeply connected to Lena’s warmth.
The experience was intense yet tender, and I felt something precious leave me, clear even amid the pleasure.
What is this…? It feels like giving away part of my very life—
As my awareness slipped away—
Lena’s body twitched gently, still close, and the marks on her skin glowed softly in my vision.
From between her legs, the faint sound of running water reached me.
Ah… she’s damp again…
That thought crossed my mind, and then darkness took me.
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.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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