Chapter 24
Translator - Zofu
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As Carnelian drew closer to the Princess's chambers, Kaldir and the Princess were stacked in a sixty-nine position, each sucking the other's pussy with their mouths. Out of all the positions in the world, I can't even understand why I never thought of sixty-nine until now. A position that lets you attack my Maki's most shameful place while eating pussy at the same time... an incredibly hot position.
Carnelian had already succumbed to lust before even bedding the Princess she'd set her heart on, pouncing on a passing girl and joyously enjoying sixty-nine with her.
In a way, you could say Kaldir and the Princess were late to the game, but the Princess—who'd captured Carnelian's pathetic performance on camera—seemed not to suspect that Carnelian harbored feelings for her.
Mmm... slurp... slurp... Their mouths were stuffed with each other's pussies, unable to speak even if they wanted to. But human language wasn't necessary for communication here. This was a space where only the conversation of flesh with flesh was permitted.
Sure enough, sex time was far more enjoyable than mealtime. While sex itself was entertainment that provided pleasure, if you considered last night as day one of our marriage (?), this was only day two. It was only natural for newlyweds' (?) sex to be this intense and fun.
Of course, Kaldir's cooking was excellent. But the breast milk freshly squeezed from Kaldir's body, the saliva tainted with aphrodisiac, the love juice reeking of female scent, the strangely arousing sweat droplets—all tasted better than the dishes Kaldir brought out. And having sex with Kaldir was more enjoyable than talking to her.
If the pheromones emanating from Kaldir's body lasted forever, Kaldir and the Princess would probably maintain this passionate newlywed state throughout their entire married life.
Kaldir knew this too, putting effort into her cooking by mixing her pheromone-laden breast milk into coffee—but this couldn't be emphasized enough: purity beats modification. If mixing other ingredients into the bodily fluids drawn from Kaldir's body clouded the original taste, that was proof that purity was better than modification.
And while serving me meals might have been an attempt to prove she was useful beyond sex... shut up and just spread your legs and present your pussy... that's the most important thing you need to do!
"You understand me well, right? The most useful part of your body is your pussy! Second is your anal, and third is these milk tanks! You can live without getting your hands wet as long as you keep spreading your legs for me!"
"Aaah... th-that's..."
Housework is just a side job among the duties you'll perform as my sex-exclusive maid. Housework is something you can foist onto other maids. You just need to press your ass against me every day and bear my children, then you can spend your days lying around doing nothing.
Er... but imagining my Maki doing housework for me gets me hard. While I'm at it, I could grab Maki's hair and take her from behind, make Maki grow out her hair... imagine her cooking in nothing but a ponytail and naked apron...
Ugh...! Just thinking about it makes my nipples stand erect and breast milk leak out. Maybe I can't not make her do housework... or maybe I can... I don't even know my own mind.
"Now that I'm sucking my Maki's pussy, I can tell... just how carefully you prepared the main dish... you brought it to me perfectly warmed and dripping just right for eating?"
The Princess spoke between sessions, pulling her mouth away from Kaldir's pussy. While the constant flow of love juice from Kaldir's pussy was less intentional and more because Kaldir's body was simply optimized for sex, the truth didn't much matter to the Princess.
If there was one truth the Princess valued, it was that Kaldir was now her property. The training results so far were satisfactory. Even while I rested my mouth to speak, Kaldir kept sucking my pussy on her own. I'd raise her into a faithful hound by any means necessary.
The bruises and wounds from having her ass beaten all night would take days to fade—unless a superhuman healing ability activated. Struggling to avoid more whipping pain and shame piled upon that pain was probably why she was squirming. Cute.
Maki would surely become a good wife to me and a kind mother to our children. The ideal bride. I don't know when I'll see my mom and dad again, but I want to introduce Maki to them. The perfect daughter-in-law, good at housework and sex...!
Ah, though I planned to put off formalities between Maki and me until after having children. Since I'd already decided that premarital childbirth was hotter and resolved to have children before the wedding, postponing the family meeting until after childbirth was nothing.
What if they object at the family meeting? Yep~ we'll just elope~ no point in forcing a wedding~ I'll tell mom and dad after filing our marriage certificate and our daughters' birth certificates~
The child plan... we decided on two daughters. For the wedding venue, somewhere with lots of people would be good. Wearing the same lingerie I wore around the secret banquet hall last night... holding the ceremony at a place like a palace. Exposing my Maki's shame before as many people as possible in a public place.
Everyone, this is my wife, a filthy slut! Enjoy the view! And don't miss the obscene tattoo I personally carved into this sow's belly!
For the honeymoon, I want to go to Hawaii. If our radiation-scorched Earth with its dried-up seas ever returns to its original form... I want to spend happy moments with Kaldir in that fantastical sunny beach, the emerald sea transparent to the bottom, the beautiful cliffside pension.
Ah, but if we bring the kids, it'd be a family trip instead of an intimate honeymoon for two. But since we won't need space for more than a family of four, I probably won't need to revise my grand plans.
"Uuung... ung... Master... why did you suddenly stop your tongue... it felt good... I'd like it if you'd keep sucking... my lewd bitch pussy..."
"Hm... hm? What was I doing? Ah, I was diligently sucking my Maki's pussy."
I can't believe I let my attention wander with Maki's body right in front of me. The Princess, who'd been thinking about all sorts of things—Kaldir's sexy body, child plans, wedding venue, honeymoon location—could only snap out of her wandering thoughts after hearing Kaldir call her name.
After collecting herself, she remembered that before they'd ended up sprawled in the kitchen sucking each other's juices, they'd been in the middle of a meal. And that realization opened the Princess's eyes to a new play.
Valley drink. A play where you pour liquor into a woman's cleavage or crotch and drink it. Cheaper than a bubble bath service, but this still counts as a high-end entertainment course. So, it was worth trying.
Truthfully, the Princess had never touched alcohol before, but during the meal, Kaldir had bragged about mixing her love juice into wine, so the Princess had shot it back immediately. Having drunk "a little" wine since morning left her feeling pleasantly tipsy, and she felt like she could drink until she passed out if she poured wine into Maki's breast valley or crotch.
Hic... somehow I smell alcohol from Maki's pussy too... or is that just her original pheromone scent...? The drunkenness keeps intensifying, and with my nose buried in Maki's pheromone pussy, it's getting harder to think complicated thoughts.
The wedding... honeymoon... daughters... what? What was I thinking? Trying to force the memory makes my head feel like it'll split.
Hic, hic... As a succubus, she shouldn't get drunk on human-brewed liquor... hehe... is it because my dad is human? We enjoyed sixty-nine for a while while drunk... I'm a bit dizzy. My head's spinning too.
Anyway, the Princess, who couldn't rest until she enacted a play once conceived, immediately made Kaldir stand up and ordered her to pull her own breasts together in the middle with her hands.
"Master... how in the world did you come up with this...?"
Kaldir asked the Princess with genuine curiosity, her face flushed. If you're a superhuman, you could just read my thoughts... though, even as a superhuman, it's not allowed to peek into the Master's thoughts without permission if you're just a slave.
"Hm...? I just... saw my big brother do it often... that bubble bath service too... hic!"
The Princess answered quite nonchalantly. The Princess's big brother... the 3rd Emperor of Atlantis. Truly, she'd learned something very nice from her brother four years her senior. Calling it the "Emperor's entertainment course" and whatnot, so this was the kind of play the Emperor actually enjoyed while neglecting state affairs.
Yeah... that human scum... but he's helpful in ways like this. Since watching his antics let me choose plays to do with my Maki... it's like killing a fly while backing up... but first, let me organize my thoughts with my nose buried in Maki's pussy. Slurp slurp... ah, this place... the love juice refill service is excellent... I should become a regular... ugh...
The human who taught me this is probably asleep after enjoying himself with some whore. While His Majesty the great Emperor leads by example in whoring, how could his little sister not join in? Ah, let's enjoy good things together.
"J-just sit still like this, Master...?"
Kaldir volunteered to become a wine glass, embarrassed but compliant. Or rather, if you fill both the cleavage and crotch, it should be two wine glasses.
"Yeah, sit still like that. And gather your crotch too while you're at it. I'll go grab something."
The vessel essential for valley drink was complete. Maki seemed to have caught on to what I was going to do with her tits, holding them tightly with her hands so the wine wouldn't leak through her cleavage. Meanwhile, I fetched new bottles of white and red wine.
They were at least twenty years aged, so the flavor would be tremendous. The price... probably more than hundreds of years of an average person's salary could afford. Our country's wages are on the cheap side. How can someone's yearly salary be less than 300 cents? ...but there wasn't much time to think about that injustice.
Without hesitation, I poured a bottle of white wine into Maki's cleavage and drank it sweetly. As a bonus, I made a gurgling sound like drinking makgeolli. Hm... even twenty-year-old wine seems weaker than my Maki's pheromone scent!
Still, drinking top-grade wine from the best wine glass wasn't bad. What if I mixed Maki's breast milk in? Though wine and milk aren't usually a great combination, Maki's breast milk tasted good mixed anywhere. It deserved to be called an all-purpose cooking ingredient, and was qualified to be treated as a high-end dish on its own.
Ugh... doing this makes me feel like a tool. A sex droid forcibly sold to a lesbian bar to entertain customers. Not that I hate it... I actually prefer it...♥ Kaldir simply watched the Princess enjoying valley drink using her own tits as a mere tool. The Princess emptied the entire bottle of white wine like that.
Hic, hic, hic... I didn't hiccup like this when I had wine with breakfast earlier, but after thoughtlessly downing an entire bottle alone in less than ten minutes... the hiccups... keep... coming... ah, wine isn't meant to be drunk like this... I boldly emptied the whole bottle in one go...
The world is spinning, spinning... so geocentrism was wrong and heliocentrism was right! Or is it an earthquake...? He, hehe... I drank wine... fuck... like drinking soju straight... this is... crazy... hehehe...
Kaldir clearly saw the Princess's face turning pink like her hair color. Sure enough, while a pure succubus might not get drunk, a hybrid succubus was a species that got drunk. Seeing it firsthand, she understood. But... if the already violent Master gets alcohol in her system, who knows how rough she'll get... hopefully... it'll be okay...
...one can only hope. After getting drunk, the Princess displayed various emotional swings, laughing then crying, crying then laughing. That was a constitution that absolutely did not mix with alcohol. Definitely.
Following the white wine, the Princess opened red wine and poured it full into the crotch I'd been neatly gathering. She'd demand bubble bath service at night, and now valley drink. Kaldir savored the feeling of entering a hostess bar she'd never been to.
Think of it as gaining good experience once. The Princess was truly shameless. Customers? ...I'm not giving this child to you. This is my property. She'd become a pimp herself, dragging Kaldir to a lesbian bar under the guise of debt, then not presenting her to customers but enjoying her alone while scamming the customers—a shameless pimp. That was exactly how the Princess looked now.