Chapter 208 The Reward*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
To punish the v**inal walls that were undulating to force a premature climax, I thrust rhythmically into the deepest part of her. That alone was enough to make her energetic hip movements stop dead.
Even now, Suzuri’s body likely craved the ultimate ecstasy, her spirit driven to disobey her master by an unyielding ache. Yet, with a will of iron, she suppressed it, keeping her caresses against my shaft to a monotonous minimum just to maintain my erection. (I have to admire her unwavering loyalty…)
Compared to my other servants—who are often either too enslaved to pleasure or prone to frequent bouts of ego-driven defiance—Suzuri was a rare find. Her ability to take the burden upon herself and anticipate my needs the moment she swore obedience was a talent I couldn’t ignore. Faced with such a moving display of devotion, I couldn’t simply leave her be while focusing only on the goddess. I gently stroked her lovely, trembling backside as she moved sluggishly to stay out of my way. At my touch, her stiffened back finally went limp, and the tension of the v**inal walls gripping my shaft relaxed into a more inviting rhythm.
Seeing the master and servant come to an understanding, the pressure from Yui’s gaze intensified. Realizing she couldn’t use Suzuri to block my path anymore, she took a sharp breath, her head lifting as her glossy lips parted wide enough to bare her white teeth.
”You’ve really disappointed me, Yuuri-kun¹. I get that one servant isn’t enough for you anymore, but even if you’re going to flirt with someone else, is it really ‘master-like’ to mock me while I’m being used as your floor mat?”
When you wake up to a s*x act happening right on top of you, it’s only natural that your brain jumps to the simplest conclusion. Yui’s eyes were colder than I’d ever seen them, and she hadn’t even realized yet that her limbs were pinned down by the belts of her new livery². Of course, the misunderstanding was exactly what I’d aimed for. I was internally sweating that she might actually get fed up with me before the reveal, but I forced myself to maintain a facade of cold arrogance.
”So? What are you going to do about it?”
”Hah? You think I’m just going to—wait, what?”
Using Yui’s voluptuous breasts as a pillow while I pleasured Suzuri was all part of the plan to tether this freedom-loving goddess to my side. Explaining it would just sound like a weak excuse, so I chose to ignore her questions and let the reality of her situation sink in. That’s always the best way to break her rebellious spirit. As I pushed her away with a look of feigned boredom, Yui tried to bolt from under Suzuri, only to finally feel the resistance. Until then, she had remained calm, waiting for an explanation out of some divine sense of tolerance. But the moment she realized she was completely in the palm of a human’s hand, her angry beauty was instantly washed over with pure bewilderment.
”What is this…?! I’m tied up! And my breasts, my crotch… everything is being squeezed so tight! Nnh…♡”
”Finally noticed? I couldn’t bear to leave you sleeping naked, so I had Suzuri create a uniform befitting my servant—a little ‘thank you’ for that protective suit you gave me. We’re in the middle of her reward right now. So, sorry, but just stay there and watch for a bit. Once I’m done with her, I’ll make sure to give you some love, too.”
The Goddess Shelm had lived for ages, usually manifesting by borrowing a priestess’s body. She probably thought that wearing a single thin scrap of cloth like a common whore was perfectly fine. She likely had no idea what it felt like to have a human body that needed the support—and the restriction—of real clothing. Yui writhed, clearly uncomfortable with the suffocating pressure of the bondage suit. But as she realized this loss of freedom was the mark of a servant, she fell silent, staring in shock at Suzuri—who, despite being a prisoner of the soul just like her, was clearly reveling in her shameful state.
To stop Yui before she could bluster any more, I resumed my thrusts into Suzuri. Feeling the heavy impact against her depths, Suzuri immediately understood her role. Her eyes went wide and her tongue licked out vulgarly, putting her complete defeat on full display for Yui to see. Watching her senior servant drown in pleasure, Yui’s stern face finally began to melt into a look of pure envy.
”Ah…♡ Ah! ♡ Yuuri’s… c**k! ♡ It’s scraping my insides! ♡ He’s thumping right against my womb! ♡ I’m going to go, I’m going to go again! ♡”
”Yeah. I’m going to fill you up this time. Squeeze me, Suzuri!”
I focused entirely on Suzuri, wanting to let the frustration simmer in our guest of honor. As I slammed my hips, I watched her slender, toned waist undulate through her tattered black robes. I reached out to touch her skin—it felt like a mix of a woman’s softness and a warrior’s supple strength. It was a luxury to see this masterpiece of functional beauty, usually meant for killing, dancing so wildly just to milk my c**k.
”Ah… your back is beautiful.”
”I… am honored! ♡ I don’t have a name like the others, so I have to work twice as hard to satisfy Yuuri’s heat! ♡ Oh… nn-ohhh! ♡♡”
Her words made my heart skip a beat. Back in the dungeon, status didn’t matter, but once we returned to the surface, girls like Ashley and Marina had their noble titles to lean on. Suzuri felt the weight of having nothing but her body to offer me. (But she isn’t asking for pity.) This girl was a shinobi through and through. She didn’t waste time on jealousy; she understood that everyone brings something different to the table. The only way to reward that kind of spirit was to give her exactly what she wanted.
”Is that so? Then I’d better make it worth your while.”
”Haa… thank you! ♡ Thank you sho much! ♡ I’ll keep making Yuuri’s big, manly c**k feel sho good! ♡♡”
She swung her hips with a desperate intensity, the impact vibrating through me and into Yui’s breasts. Yui, who had been so vocal before, was now staring at us with a flushed face, looking torn between annoyance and a growing need.
”Kuh…♡ U-using someone’s breasts as a pillow…♡ Making me smell your c**k while you shake my tits like this…♡ Nn… I’m starting to want it, too! ♡♡”
Even with her sharp tongue, Yui didn’t try to stop us. She seemed genuinely moved by Suzuri’s singular devotion. I gave her a small smile, and she quickly looked away, her cheeks turning bright red. I turned my focus back to Suzuri’s tightening walls, rubbing my shaft against the narrow heat of her.
”Fooo! ♡ Oh, n-aah! ♡♡ It’s getting even bigger! ♡ Ah, stop! ♡ If you grate the inside of me like that, I’ll go off by myself! ♡ Nn-aah, no, noooo! ♡♡”
”Kuh… just a little longer. Your tight little cunt is wrapping around me so hard… I’m right on the edge!”
Suzuri’s devotion was written in every twitch of her body. Even the goddess watching us was no longer complaining. Suzuri used the softness of Yui’s breasts to steady herself as she ground her hips against me, her movements so skilled they caught me off guard, carving new waves of pleasure into my shaft from angles I hadn’t expected. Surrounded by the scent of a goddess and the heat of a shinobi, my limit arrived. Suzuri felt it too, her v**inal walls squeezing in a desperate plea for the end.
”Hoo! ♡ Oh, n-aah! ♡♡ It’s twitching! It’s crying out! ♡ Please… don’t hold back! ♡ I’m ready to take all of it! ♡”
”Ugh… I know! Squeeze me, Suzuri! I can’t hold it—I’m coming!”
The sensation of our flesh grinding together was so loud it felt like I could hear it. Suzuri’s body was a machine designed for nothing but milking me dry. I grabbed her hips and pulled her flush against me. Her cervix clamped down on my glans like a lock, refusing to let go until every drop was spent. A bolt of lightning shot down my spine.
Splurt, squelch, splosh, thrumm!!
”Aah! Aah! ♡♡ It’s too much! ♡ It’s so thick! ♡ My womb… it’s filling up! ♡ It’s full of your warm seeds! ♡♡ Aah… haah! ♡ Ah, ah, aaaaaahhhh! ♡♡♡”
We both shook with the force of the release. I kept myself buried deep inside her, ensuring that every bit of my essence was funneled directly into her womb.
”Haaa… I’m c**ming again! ♡ Every time it pours in, I go again! ♡♡ Ah! The Skill³… nyiaaaaaahhh! ♡♡”
I lost track of how many times I’d finished today. Even after the skill bestowal was finished, the sheer heat of her service kept the flow going. Her small womb overflowed, the excess s**men spilling out and coating her thighs. Yui watched the waste with a look of genuine regret, her eyes wide. I spent over a minute thrusting into the afterglow, emptying myself to the very last drop. When I finally pulled away, Suzuri’s entrance stayed wide open, a thank you for the prize she’d just received.
”Hooo… ohh! ♡♡ It’s overflowing… it won’t close! ♡♡”
”Ah… she really does look like she’s in heaven… ♡”
”You looked just like that a minute ago. And you’re about to look like that again.”
Suzuri slumped against Yui’s soft body, still trembling. I wanted to let her savor the moment, but Yui was the guest of honor today. For a few moments, I just stood there, caught in the heavy, sweet scent of our combined heat.
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Summary:
Yuuri rewards Suzuri for her loyalty by engaging in an intense s*xual act while using the restrained Goddess Yui as a cushion. Yui, initially indignant, becomes increasingly aroused and envious as she witnesses Suzuri’s devotion and pleasure. The chapter ends with Yuuri finishing inside Suzuri and preparing to turn his attention to the bound goddess.
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Trivia:
- Suzuri’s ‘livery’ is a new development, intended to replace Yui’s previous protective gear.
- Suzuri’s lack of a name is a significant source of her drive to serve Yuuri.
- Skill bestowal occurs through fluid exchange, a central mechanic of Yuuri’s power.
- Yui/Shelm previously Manifested through shrine maidens, making her human sensations a relatively new experience
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Character Insight:
Suzuri demonstrates that her loyalty transcends simple pleasure-seeking; she views her service as her only means of contribution. Yui’s transition from divine detachment to envious desire shows her becoming further ensnared by Yuuri’s dominance.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author focuses heavily on the contrast between Suzuri’s ‘warrior/shinobi’ aesthetic and the ‘domestic/servant’ role she enthusiastically adopts.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Suzuri – Tall, statuesque scout with flawless pale skin, toned yet soft feminine form, long black hair like Marina, slim muscles and oversized, high‑set breasts. A ninja‑servant (Shinobi) loyal to Yuuri, wielding Darkness Wrap, agile, beautiful legs, clear voice that gutturalizes in climax, fiercely competitive for Yuuri’s favor.
• Yui – Rainbow‑eyed, silver‑haired goddess with a voluptuous, fleshy form, soft curves and cleavage, bears a throbbing red‑black crotch tattoo (Kokan no Monshou). Once the goddess of Shelm, now Yuuri’s human servant‑bride and wife, she lies unconscious in a straitjacket livery, bound as the ‘Sleeping Beauty’ Megami.
• Yuuri – The Master and protagonist. Identifies with masculine pronouns (ore). Holds authority over Suzuri and Yui. The protagonist and Master of the Workshop. Possesses high-level garment and creation skills. He displays a possessive, dominant personality towards his ‘wives’ and servants.
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
• Ashley – The Count’s daughter, a poised royal attendant in elegant noble attire, secretly admires Yuuri and is noted as a possible aide for future dressing duties.
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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