Childhood Friend's Exclusive Living Onahole: Ch. 33
There was another reason Shuga had ordered Kaldir to call her not "Master," but "Miss." Shuga intended to "respect" this country's marriage laws—one spouse and concubines—as much as possible while realizing a one-man-multiple-wives system in practice. In that case, the principal wife would naturally have to be Kaldir.
Having one's wife call you "Master" wouldn't be normal, of course. But asking her to call you "wife" or "darling" wouldn't fit since they weren't married yet. So, until then, Shuga had commanded it to savor the thrill of being pampered by a sexy maid.
"Miss Shuga... does it feel good having your bitch-mouth-pussy serviced?"
"Hehe, yeah. Feels amazing. Looks like you've been perfectly trained as a sex-specialist maid, huh?"
"N-no... I was born with all this stored in my head from the start...?"
Just shifting their childhood friend dynamic to employer and maid had already produced insane results. It was like how guys obsess over being called "oppa"... Even just getting her pussy licked made her mind go hazy... Way better than plain mouth-pussy service.
Ah, right... Akashic Records... She'd heard about that ability from Kaldir once. Info on all kinds of play counted as "knowledge," so of course it'd be tucked away in some library corner. Still, she couldn't help but marvel at sex-droid Kaldir's hardware for so adeptly applying mere data to sex.
Unlike Kaldir, Atlantia—now dubbed "Maki," that bitch— was slated for concubine status, not wife. So having her call Shuga "Master" brought no guilt. After all, this was fitting punishment for the one who'd gone to bloody war with her over Shuga's prize. Why should she feel guilty?
"New Master, look at Maki too! I'm licking your soles nice and hard!"
"Good girl, Maki. Suck up every speck of dust from my soles. I'll smack that breadbasket as a reward later."
"Waaang! Then I'll clean Master's soles even harder!"
Shuga had expected fierce resistance even after molding her into her toy, but this hollowed-out compliance was almost disappointing. Far from glaring with those tiny pupils ringed in whites, Maki was hearts in her eyes, diligently scrubbing Shuga's soles with her tongue. Victory tasted sweet.
"Hey, you sure it's okay to kneel and lick my soles so pathetically? I can see your winking anal hole from back here!"
"If it's Master, it's fine to show my anal hole! Waaang!"
Even if Kaldir's pussy was top-tier, it had always been Shuga's by right—now reclaimed. But forcing the fierce bitch who'd clawed and yanked hair just last night to her knees? That triumph hit harder. Shuga soothed her anticlimactic hollowness with it.
"I-I can't lose to Maki... The principal wife spot is mine, Miss...!"
Whatever. Seeing Maki obsessively tongue-polishing her soles ignited Kaldir's rivalry, spurring fiercer pussy service. Everything worked out. Turning the main heroine and protagonist into pussiesluts—what better position existed?
"Calm down, both of you. No need to fight; I'll love you plenty on my own."
"R-really, Master? You'll truly love a mere bitch-slave like me...?"
"Aaaang, nooo, Miss... Look only at me...!"
Shuga watched the two sow-bitches vie fiercely, blissfully leaking precum from her lower mouth. No more boredom ahead. Worry was whether she'd get proper sleep.
Ooh, you outdated laws banning same-sex marriage! You hypocrite rulers preaching ethics while keeping slave-concubines! Locking away something this hot? This country deserves to vanish! Endure this lewd scent assaulting your nose? As if!
Even Princess Atlantia of the imperial house had succumbed, laying hands on Shuga's prize Kaldir. No model for the elite—instead, stealing what wasn't hers, driven by lust. Shuga acknowledged Kaldir's pheromones' potency, but that didn't absolve the princess.
"Salt, why the sour face when your big sis is succeeding? Aren't you happy for me?"
"N-no... Sis. If you're happy, I'm happy... too..."
"Boring... Your gloom kills my vibe. Smile bright!"
Salt had watched the pre-wife and Shuga's fun with curious eyes at first, but her expression darkened. Shuga couldn't ignore it. Salt answered quick, but seemed deflated.
Only two reasons for that: One, Salt hated Shuga and couldn't stand her winning. Unlikely. Two... Come to think of it, Salt had always been overly sweet to her. No way her little sis loved her big sis romantically, right?
Jealous of these clingy sluts on me? Nah. Better not be. Even I'd draw the line at incest sibling bimbo sex. A kid between them? Sis or wife? Snap out of it. Different dads mean nothing—same mom! Different surnames make it okay?
"Fine. No complaints? Wake Plang and head back to our room. Commemorate my first fuck with Kaldir here?"
Kaldir and the princess's antics had piqued Salt briefly, but Shuga jabbered on, oblivious or not to her sister's burning jealousy. Revived Plang showed no fatigue, sleep-replenished.
"Miss Shuga... You spot the princess first thing... I get it now. Handling both alone looks tough—want me to take her? I'll tidy up before we go."
Even airheaded Plang wouldn't miss the princess's disheveled state—braids undone, hair a mess.
"Perfect. Never kept two sows before. Kaldir's yours to drag."
Maki shot wistful glances at being handed off, but Shuga ignored—fresh white mares were handful enough. Surrounded by two draining her yang? Save that for when this heroine life felt routine.
Handing Plang the princess's collar-leash, Shuga considered ditching the pussy-dildo but pocketed it—smart idea. No evidence. Plang handled other traces.
My "smart idea"? This! Back in their room, Shuga rummaged the wardrobe the princess had burst from, finding the invisibility tool. She'd fallen for this.
"Kaldir, Plang, Salt—hide in the closet or bathroom. Just Maki and me here."
"Sis... so devious...! Love it even more...!"
Deflated Salt perked up, grasping the scheme. Shuga invisibled herself, donned the dildo, and plunged it deep into the princess's pussy. Then ordered her to summon her "kind big brother" via maid comms.
"What's up? You calling first. Finally uniting with Mom and Dad, but missing my precious little sis was frustrating."
This man, Atlan I. He openly vented disappointment at his sister—holed up with Kaldir for over ten hours, skipping three meals since last night before opening the door.
He was right; no proper sister ghosts family for a "benefactor" that long. Shuga had no retort, her fault.
"Nngh... guh... Th-that's... I... ha... had... feelings... too, bro...!"
Your sis's pussy's getting "creampied" with death-row cum I fetched. Door half-open, lights off, me invisible—you can't see what your sister's enduring right now.
"Hm? Atlantia, you okay? Face looks flushed."
"N-no... Bro... I'm... fine... no pain..."
No pain, as the bitch said. Just a 40cm dildo stabbing her depths. Nice excuse, Maki. Let him in, and you'll pay.
Y-yes, Master...♥ Trust me! The princess desperately stalled her brother from entering fully.