A Long Dream
When I came to my senses, it felt like I had been lost in a long dream.
I had no idea when I had been moved, but I was now sleeping in my mother’s arms inside her bedroom. Mmm… am I still half-asleep? My body feels so languid.
“Daughter~ Are you awake~? How do you feel~?”
“Mm, a little sluggish.”
“This training session was quite intense because we were short on time~ Still, you did very well~”
“I don’t even remember what changed.”
She had called it training for mission execution, yet I had no recollection of what kind of education I had actually received. As I leaned against my petite mother’s chest, savoring the pleasant lethargy, I could feel the steady beat of her heart in time with her soft laughter.
“Daughter~ The god of Eden is our enemy, right~? What do you want to do to him~?”
“Since he is our enemy, of course we must kill him. Ah, are you asking how I would like to kill him?”
Since I had to do it with my bare hands, strangulation or striking a vital point would probably be best. Dozens of murder methods immediately came to mind. It was a shame I didn’t have a weapon; that would have made things much easier.
“Well, it would depend on the situation around you. If you’re on a bed, there would be fabric to wrap around his neck.”
“Hehe~ As expected, the training worked perfectly~ Mother is so proud~”
“By the way, what time is it? I didn’t sleep too long, did I?”
“Only four hours have passed~”
“Whew, the training must have taken longer than I thought. I should stop by Master’s room before heading back to the surface.”
I rose from the bed, my body now mostly free of its earlier languor, and put on the clothes that had been left in the corner. Mother grumbled that I never played with her anymore, but she eventually let me go without too much fuss.
When I returned to the room, Master was still studying. The moment she noticed me entering, she spoke in a curt tone.
“What? Weren’t you supposed to be gone?”
“I was delayed because I had to receive some training. I wanted to say goodbye before I left.”
“Training? Did you get brainwashed again? I told you not to take any more!”
Master shot up from her chair in anger. Even though she herself had received plenty of education from Mother, she still hated it.
“It’s all for our sake. You received a lot of it too, Master.”
“That was unavoidable. These days I hate both receiving brainwashing and performing it.”
“Aww, saying that even though you’ve become this cute?”
I pulled the still-fuming Master into my arms, let my tail emerge, slipped it inside her panties, and pushed it into her pussy.
“Eek! That’s cheating!”
“Your mouth says no, but your body is so honest, isn’t it? See? Doesn’t it feel good?”
“Haa…”
I felt her small struggles inside my embrace, but the more I stirred my tail, the weaker they became. Eventually, Master grew as docile as her soaking wet cunt and simply pressed her face against my chest, panting softly.
“It was necessary for the mission. We cannot afford to fail at killing the god of Eden. Please understand.”
“Tsk, looks like Grandpa sweet-talked you again. Since it’s come to this, make sure you succeed and come back safely.”
“Yes, I will. Don’t worry.”
“Hmph.”
Before pulling my tail out, I poured essence into her, pressing against her womb and forcing her into climax. I laid the trembling Master, legs spread and quivering from orgasm, onto the bed and kissed her slightly sweaty forehead.
Time passed quickly. Tomorrow was the day I would go to the temple. Master, who had seemed unusually busy ever since we promised to marry two days ago, still had not returned home even though it was now late at night. Normally I never interfered with Master’s work since a slave had no right to meddle, but the fact that she was absent when I was about to undertake a dangerous mission hurt my feelings.
Her wife might die on this mission, yet her husband was nowhere to be found. I would have to scold her properly later.
Staying alone in the room would only sour my mood further, so I went to the secretary’s office and sat down. The secretaries, who had been working late due to the recent increase in workload, were busily moving about. Their respective Masters had followed them here and were now gathered near my seat, chatting noisily.
“Excuse me, why are you all gathering right next to me?”
“Our Queens are busy. Aren’t you free, Elisha? Keep us company for a bit.”
“All of you have other Queens besides your secretaries. Go play with them.”
“Ha, you really don’t understand a woman’s heart even though you’re a woman yourself. How would you feel if you were working and your Master was off playing with another Queen?”
“To keep the household harmonious, you have to pay attention to the little things.”
I had no idea when these men had suddenly started caring so much about their slaves’ feelings. Still, it was nice to see them being considerate of their Queens.
“Both of mine got pregnant, so I have nothing to do at night anymore.”
“You should have paced yourselves, idiot. That’s what you get.”
“Damn it, we promised not to visit the courtesan house, but they both got knocked up at the same time.”
“Just get one more then.”
“Can’t do that. They both hate the idea.”
“What a henpecked bastard.”
The man with the gentle face was being called a henpecked husband. It was true—the relationship between Masters and Queens had changed quite a bit. It was still one-sided, but there was now a certain level of consideration involved.
“What about you, Elisha?”
“What about me?”
“If Sir Havid said he was going to take in another Queen, would you accept it?”
“I already told him to bring in one more.”
Could that be why he was so busy right now—looking for a new Queen? If it was part of the marriage conditions, it made sense.
“Krr, that overflowing confidence. I love it.”
“I want to fuck her just once.”
“What would it take for you to let us have a turn?”
The three men, excluding the henpecked one, stared at me with blatant lust in their eyes. Hmm, being looked at with such raw, open desire sent a shiver down my spine. It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling. In fact, it made me a little aroused.
“Hmm, wouldn’t I get in trouble with Master?”
“Sir Havid’s preferences are already well known. He enjoys the confidence of knowing he’s the best even if his slave sleeps with another man, and the sense of superiority that comes with it.”
“Back in our homeland, he used to reward his subordinates by lending them his slaves.”
So Master’s tastes were already famous. Well, considering he still had the same preferences even after proposing marriage, it would have been strange if they weren’t well known.
“Even if we can’t match Sir Havid, the three of us should be enough to satisfy you.”
“Saying you’ll fuck me while your own Queens are right here is pretty bold.”
“We already take turns having sex with each other’s Queens anyway.”
“I think they call it swapping over here? It was pretty common back in our homeland.”
When I glanced at the secretaries, they were smiling while looking in our direction. Wow, so they were all in on it. Even the usually stoic Briana was blushing and pretending to look elsewhere.
I had been wanting to taste other men’s essence for a while, but I never imagined an opportunity would come like this. Still, I wasn’t completely naive.
“I’ll let you fuck me if you can fulfill one condition.”
“What’s the condition?”
“If any one of you three can land a single valid hit on me during a spar, I’ll let you have me. Surely you’re not going to say you can’t even do that, right?”
“Well, well. Even though she’s the unofficial number one, getting provoked like this by a mere woman… It’s damaging to my pride.”
“Still, she really knows what we want, doesn’t she?”
“I’ve been bored lately fighting only weak opponents. This is perfect.”
Since things had come to this, I decided to treat it as training for fighting multiple opponents at once. Three Blackmen, each stronger than most regular guards, would be just right for practice. I headed to the training ground with the three men who were cracking their thick necks and knuckles, radiating fierce energy.
The secretaries who had followed us surrounded me, chattering excitedly.
“So Madam is finally allowing others to touch her body.”
“You had no idea how many people were after you, did you?”
“After me?”
“Immense strength acknowledged by Sir Havid himself, commanding presence when handling Queens, and outstanding beauty. You’re a female that anyone would covet.”
“We’ve been subtly asking about your thoughts, but since you showed no interest, everyone was just watching from the sidelines.”
I didn’t think my commanding presence was that impressive. And I had no idea they had been testing the waters like that.
“I haven’t fully agreed yet. There’s a condition, after all.”
“Come on, it’s just three-on-one. All they need is one hit. There’s no way they can’t do it, right? You only set that condition because you know they can, don’t you?”
“Who knows.”
It was a condition I had set quite seriously. If I truly decided to dodge, even Master wouldn’t be able to lay a single finger on me. If they wanted to claim me, they should at least be capable of this much.
The training ground on the second floor was a facility installed for those who wished to temper their bodies. It was a place where Queens with no prior connection to exercise could build their stamina, and where Blackmen trained in martial arts. Even though it was late, the eyes of the Blackmen and Queens who had been working out all turned toward us as we faced off in the center.
The three men, who had stripped off their tops, maintained their distance and carefully observed my movements.
“How long are you going to just watch? Come at me already.”
“Kaha, that confidence really is attractive. Alright, let’s go.”
The man on the left instantly closed the distance. As if his only goal was to land a valid hit, he swung his arm in a wide arc. I slipped into his embrace, avoiding the blow, hooked my leg behind his, and used the power in my planted leg and waist to lightly shove him with my back.
“Whoa—!”
Thud.
The heavy body flew through the air and rolled across the floor with a loud crash. The other two, who had been watching their comrade charge in, froze in shock at the unexpected outcome. I looked at them, placed a hand on my neck, and rotated my head once.
“Don’t underestimate me. Come at me together. I’m stronger than you think.”
“Tch.”
“Kyaa! So cool!”
“Madam is amazing!”
The man who had fallen got up and exchanged glances with the other two. The atmosphere grew noticeably more serious as the three approached me cautiously, keeping their distance.
The men on my left and right charged at the same time, narrowing my range of movement. Fists flew toward my upper and lower body. I kicked away the punch aimed at my legs, redirecting it, then deflected the one aimed at my torso and yanked it backward to break his balance. Using the rotational force of my turning body, I grabbed his arm and threw him.
Boom!
“Ugh!”
The moment I tried to twist the arm I was holding, the man in front rushed in and delivered a powerful kick. I had no choice but to release the arm and roll across the floor to avoid it. Once the distance opened up, the fight momentarily stalled.
Hoo. Fighting three at once really made it hard to find the right timing to finish them. Leaving behind the man who was staggering from the impact of the throw, the other two charged again. They seemed to have changed tactics; one held a solid defensive stance while the other followed closely behind. I kept shifting my position left and right to prevent them from pinning me down.
The man in front, unable to find the right timing against my constant movement, eventually committed first, widening the gap between him and the man behind. I ducked low and, matching the approach of the man protecting his front with both arms, delivered a powerful kick to his shin. My leg strength was stronger than he expected; his posture collapsed as one leg shot backward. With his guard broken, I spun and slammed my elbow into the side of his head.
Crack!
With a tremendous sound, the man lost consciousness and crumpled. His falling body became an obstacle in the path of the man coming from behind. I backstepped to create distance and watched the remaining opponent warily—when suddenly someone grabbed me from behind.
“Got you! Hup!”
In that split second of surprise, my body was lifted and began to flip backward. Was this a German suplex? It was one of the killing techniques from Daviwana’s traditional martial arts that Master often tried on me. But it was also a technique I had been subjected to many times.
“Hup!”
Using the momentum of the backward flip, I used the man’s back as a fulcrum and planted my feet on the ground first.
Thump!
“Huh?”
“Not even close!”
I used the rebound force from the ground to lift my waist and flip the man over my back. The enormous weight strained my entire body as he flew backward.
“You can’t throw me!”
“Uwaaaaah!”
A dull thud echoed as the man I had flipped over crashed into the ground. Hoo. I can’t believe I got grabbed from behind. That really caught me off guard for a second.
I straightened my posture and looked around. One man was unconscious after being hit in the head, another was twitching on the ground after being thrown, and the last one was hesitating in shock.
“Looks like you’re the only one left.”
“This can’t be real. Are you even human?”
There was a hint of fear in the eyes of the man staring at me. To be scared after only this much? How disappointing. Master would burn with fighting spirit no matter how many times I beat him. A real male should have at least that much tenacity.
“Getting scared after just this level of fighting? Is that all you’re capable of?”
“You… Haaap!”
My words must have struck a nerve. The fear in his eyes was replaced by rage as he charged. I extended my arm to deflect the straightforward punch, but it suddenly dropped low. Oh, a tackle.
Grab.
I tried to brace instinctively, but he caught the back of my right knee and pushed hard, breaking my stance. Damn, I let my guard down.
Thud.
I quickly lifted my left leg to create space between us, but I was still forced down onto the floor.
Whack.
His fist immediately swung and struck my head, blurring my vision. I immediately braced my left leg and kicked him off with all my strength. As he staggered back into a crouch, I swung my right leg at his head. He barely managed to block with his arm and retreated. The moment I stood up, I took advantage of his unstable balance, wrapped my arm around his neck, hooked my legs around his waist, and squeezed hard.
“Ugh!”
He struggled desperately to pry me off, but the steadily tightening choke eventually forced him to tap my arm in surrender.
“Cough! Cough!”
“Haa… haa…”
I stood up, catching my breath after the intense focus, and noticed how quiet the surroundings had become. The spectators, who had been watching with wide eyes, began cheering one by one.
“Waaaa! Amazing!”
“As expected of the unofficial number one!”
“At this level, isn’t she the official number one?”
“Kyaaak! So cool!”
Whew, fighting multiple opponents really is difficult. There were several moments where I would have been in real danger if my body had been any weaker. If the three of them had started by controlling my rear instead of the front and sides, it would have been even more dangerous.
As I loosened my slightly startled muscles, the man who had been unconscious regained consciousness and was being supported by his Queens. The three defeated men looked utterly dejected, unable to say a word as they tried to leave the training ground.
“Wait a moment.”
“Do you still have business with us? The loser should disappear quietly.”
“Do you remember the condition?”
“Condition?”
“That if any of you landed even one valid hit, I would let you have me.”
They looked puzzled, as if they had no idea what I was talking about. Instead of the bewildered men, the Queens supporting them let out sounds of realization.
“Ah! Valid hit! Master, that was a valid hit!”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
“When you knocked Madam down, you punched her in the head! Doesn’t that count as a valid hit?”
“Well… but it didn’t seem to do much damage.”
“Ugh, you’re so dense! Anyway, you still hit her, didn’t you?!”
At the Queens’ words, the men turned to me with expressions of dawning hope. In truth, the punch had been thrown hastily from an unstable position and hadn’t delivered a proper impact. Still, since they had tried their best, I decided to acknowledge it as a valid hit. It was also a small act of rebellion against Master for leaving me alone on a day like this.
“I’ll get ready, so go wash up.”
“Yes! We did it!”
“This is all thanks to me, you bastards!”
Leaving behind the cheering men and the buzzing spectators, I exited the training ground. I had worked up quite a sweat in that short time. I should wash first.