Chapter 175
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 175
Chapter Title: Dancing with Orcs
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Surprisingly, Kobson turned into a total mess after just two hours of drinking and ended up face-planting into the table. Isn't this guy's tolerance way too low? For someone who claims to be a drinker, he's got no stamina at all.
"Ugh..."
"Ache, fuck..."
But I'm in pretty bad shape myself.
It's because I drank too fast. My mind feels clear somehow, but my body won't listen to me. The world's spinning like crazy... No wonder, chugging booze nonstop without any snacks.
I grabbed my throbbing head and stood up from my seat.
Time to head out.
I can't hold on any longer.
"Barbarian. You're not thinking of ditching me, are you?"
"Get up, you fucking punk."
"Ughhh..."
I took Kobson's wallet, split the bill exactly in half, and pulled out the cash. I stuffed the wallet back into his pocket, but the limp bastard grabbed my ankle.
"Don't... don't abandon me!"
"Let go! Don't... grab me like that!"
For some reason, Kobson suddenly burst into tears. I supported him and dragged him outside. It was just before lunchtime, pretty early. I debated just dumping him somewhere, but the rising booze haze made me think I should take him home.
"Hey. Where do you live?"
"Y-You're gonna take me home...?"
"Of course, asshole."
Passing out anywhere is a surefire way to get pickpocketed.
"You do know etiquette after all... Heh heh, you're a civilized man now, not some barbarian."
"See ya."
"W-Wait, that was a joke!"
With his arm over my shoulder, he gestured the direction.
I dragged his heavy ass for about thirty minutes. A rundown inn appeared. When I asked if this was it, half-asleep Kobson nodded.
This fucker lives closer than I thought.
I dumped him in front of the main entrance, called the innkeeper, and went on my way.
Stagger, stagger.
The world's spinning.
This other world started looking all dreamy and hazy.
Oh.
Come to think of it, Winia told me to come back quick... I forgot because I ran into Kobson after so long. She's definitely gonna be pissed. Did she eat? Maybe she got tired of waiting and went out with Cloudy to grab food.
Better than starving, I guess...
"Ugh, fuck..."
Taking Kobson home made the drunkenness hit even harder. My head felt foggy, like it was filled with mist. I must be crazy, fuck. Should've known better than to chug without thinking.
Stagger, stagger.
I stretched out my unresponsive legs and spread my arms like a saint on the cross to keep balance. Yeah, something like that. Guess I'll head back like this. I'll swing by the bakery on the way and grab some food.
After walking for a while, I finally reached the lodging.
I tried to put the key in, but it wouldn't go in right.
Scrape, scrape.
"Fuck my mom, this goddamn key won't go in."
Overcome by inexplicable rage, I started jamming the key like I was trying to destroy the hole. It's just a destructible object. Keep dealing damage, and it'll break eventually.
Mortal things always shatter and disappear.
"Die, die. Die already."
I was stabbing the keyhole like a madman when—creak—the door suddenly opened. Hic! A hiccup slipped out. It was Winia who'd opened it.
"...Darky?"
"I'm back."
"You reek of booze?"
Seeing Winia with messy hair, flushed face, and panting breath ignited a hot impulse from deep inside me.
"Fuck... That's why you look so wrecked? You went drinking? Didn't I tell you to come back quick? Our little darky doesn't listen to a word I say, huh?"
Winia started nagging, but it barely registered. I couldn't stand anymore... I half-ignored her, fumbled off my armor, and tossed my clothes aside.
"...Hic. Winia. Sorry... I forgot... Forgive me just this once... Ah, I got bread."
Still, I felt bad, so I apologized.
It was my fault.
"Oh my. Did Katt go drinking?"
As I stripped, Cloudy came over to help. I let her undress me. Felt so comfortable. Sleepiness washed over me. Cloudy's the best. So kind and gentle. I just wanna cuddle up and sleep like this.
"Mmm... Cloudy. Hic. I drank with Kobson."
"You met that friend? You look beat. Let's lie down quick?"
"Yeah."
She stripped me fully and led me to the bed.
"Sis. Stay out of this. This fucking darky bastard needs some discipline today. Lately, he doesn't take me seriously? Time to re-educate him on who's in charge."
Then Winia growled and pulled Cloudy and me apart.
Damn it! I'm exhausted, and now education...!
"Puppy. Kneel there."
"..."
But it was my fault, after all.
I knelt as ordered. Once I did, Winia's breasts filled my world. I don't know about anything else, but this world still seems beautiful.
"Good boy. You know you fucked up. Now, get on your belly."
"...Pardon?"
"Didn't hear me? On your belly."
"Winia... Sorry... Forgive me once..."
Winia suddenly got serious and ordered me down. Sensing something wrong, I hugged her waist, rubbed my cheek on her belly, and begged forgiveness.
Thwack!
"Ack!"
But Winia kicked me hard.
It hurt a lot.
I toppled backward from the shock.
"Scram."
"Oww... It hurts... Hic!"
"Now, on your belly."
Not satisfied, Winia authoritatively demanded it again. She seemed seriously pissed.
"If our little darky doesn't get down, he might really get beaten to death. I've been too soft lately, huh? Think I'm a pushover? It's my duty to guide him back on the right path. Get down."
"Cloudy... Help..."
I pleaded, but Cloudy just sat on the bed, legs crossed, chin in hand, watching my misery with interest. She met my eyes, smiled, and waved.
Goddamn it.
"Fuck. I'm talking to you, and you call sis?!"
"Ack!"
Thud, smack!
Furious Winia started beating me hard enough to make noise. Her attacks, with her condition mostly recovered, felt like being thrashed with an iron club.
"Guh, ack!"
Overwhelmed by the violence, I finally got on my belly.
It's been ages since I got punished like this... Thinking back, old Winia was always like this. Though it was worse then—endless beatings plus mental abuse.
Remembering that made me feel wronged.
The booze made tears well up.
"Isn't our darky so obedient? Now, final step. Forehead to the ground, arms behind your back."
"W-What...?!"
"Why keep pretending you didn't hear? Forehead down."
Not pretending—I'm shocked, you bitch...!
No, I did fuck up big time, but this is too much! When the hell did I finish service to deserve carpet bombing?! But her sharp voice shut me up.
Recalling army days, I slammed my forehead down.
Blood rushed to my head. Naked punishment added humiliation... You sadist bitch!
"Ugh...!"
Unfamiliar position made balancing hard. With the drunkenness, I couldn't hold steady. Thud.
I toppled sideways, unable to keep balance.
I felt utterly pathetic.
"Not getting up? Darky not getting up?"
"..."
"Our darky needs to die!"
Thud!
"Aaaah!"
Couldn't fight the next beating. I curled up and endured Winia's violence... Then, something snapped in my head.
"..."
I couldn't take it anymore.
I shot up and looked down at Winia.
"Hey. Winia."
"Y-Yeah?"
Oddly, I was rock hard despite this. No idea why, but her abuse ignited unbearable lust.
Winia looked flustered seeing me stand and change attitude after the beating.
Calmly, I spoke.
"Strip."
Her face flushed beet red instantly. She muttered in disbelief, then shrieked.
"W-What?! What the fuck is this darky bastard saying...!"
Seeing that made my body heat up badly.
I wouldn't calm down without ravaging Winia now. Blood rushed south; precum dripped from my rigid cock.
"Strip."
"..."
She glanced at it, fidgeted, and looked down. Abuse queen, but she folds quick under pressure—that's my little Winia.
"Ngh...!"
Followed by a humiliated groan... She eyed me, then slowly stripped. Where'd that re-educator go? In underwear, she looked up.
I said nothing.
"..."
Just waited for her to undress herself.
"Darky... You fucking bastard..."
Finally, her huge tits bounced free. The XXL bra I'd worn as a hat dropped. Next, panties. Winia blushed, humiliated, and stripped standing.
Nice view.
Now fully nude, she stood before me.
Shoulders trembling in shame.
"Hands on the wall, just like that."
"...Asshole."
She hesitated, then complied, hands on wall.
Standing doggy. Massive tits sagged with gravity. Her exposed pussy dripped; huge ass tempted insanely.
Wanna smack it hard.
"Mmm... This feels off?"
Cloudy on the bed looked puzzled. Damn big sis. Daring to watch my suffering?
"Cloudy. You too. Hands on wall."
"Katt?"
"Hands on wall."
"Hng..."
Awkwardly, she came, slowly stripped her underwear, and stood next to Winia, hands on wall. Two girls presenting asses... Drunk haze made it dreamlike.
I closely inspected their pussies.
Cute twitching, leaking fluids.
Pretty pink.
Winia for humiliating me, Cloudy for watching. No forgiveness. Time for proper punishment.
"N-Ngh...! You fucking darky... Think I'll let this slide? You're dead. I'll kill you...!"
Winia trembled, protesting. Doing as told, yet complaining—what?
"Don't like it? Then stop."
"..."
"Wanna quit?"
She lowered her voice, head down.
"...If you're doing it, hurry. It's embarrassing."
Who's the masochist here?
"...You'll pay later. Fucking darky bastard."
Couldn't hold back anymore. Thrust fingers into Cloudy's wetness, teasing; slammed my cock into Winia.
"Hng...!"
"Hahk!"
Other hand grabbed Winia's tit.
One hand: Winia's warm breast. Other: hot Cloudy insides. Working both, lewd moans erupted.
"D-Darky...! Hng! T-Tits... Hurt...!"
Squeezed her breast hard, thrust hips.
"Haaah...! Katt...! More, a bit more...!"
Cloudy gushed like a broken faucet, grinding back. Always knew—she's so wet. Winia clenched hard each womb poke.
Drunk, I ravished the two women to my heart's content.