The Pussy Stamp Contract That Stripped Criminal Slave Reina of Her Rights

It was still early for lunch, yet the woman was already knocking back drinks again. Her greasy brown bob sat carelessly tucked behind one ear, and her brown eyes—corners lifted high—gave her a permanently sharp, cutting look. Anyone could tell this woman had a rotten attitude, and yet she worked in customer service.

"Gulp, gulp… gulp… Khaaah~!"

Masa, the freckled receptionist of the Orbie guild branch… her name tag on the uniform made it plain. After being transferred to this remote outpost she had never once received a decent evaluation. She claimed that if she had been posted somewhere better she would have shown real motivation, but her treatment of Reina made it crystal clear whether that was truth or excuse. Even now she sat at the reception desk drinking, and though Reina had taken a bandit-extermination request and gone four days without contact, Masa paid it no mind at all. She simply pouted and muttered things like this:

"That filthy big-titted sow… I wonder if she’s killed herself by now… I heard my senior did the same thing, and that one looked tough as nails, so she probably got broken completely. Aah~! If she’d just lived according to her station it would’ve been fine, but my senior never knew her place~! What’s this ‘I used to be a hotshot adventurer’ crap? Because she got done in like an idiot, I got stuck with all the work alone~! Damn that bitch… gulp, gulp, gulp…!!"

The adventurers had all left for the mines; the only work left was handling the occasional complaint, yet she still ran her mouth like that. Even now, with the place quiet and nothing happening, she gulped down liquor while cursing both the senior who had been raped and killed by bandits and the tall, busty Reina, all while fretting over her freckles and making it blatantly obvious she simply hated women prettier than herself. Her pride was too high to ever say it out loud, of course.

Aah~! I belong somewhere flashier—why am I stuck out in this boondocks like this~! Anyway it’s that bitch’s fault… Senior’s fault too… Ueeeegh……

Whether from drinking too much or something else, her head spun and she made retching noises—then a creak sounded. She knew the old building always made that noise from the floorboards whenever someone stepped inside. Cursing whoever dared interrupt her “meal” (read: booze) at this early lunch hour, she lifted her forehead from the desk. Her sharp eye-corners shot upward.

"Oi~! We’re back~!"

"Man, we cleaned up good~!"

"Tough work, but the pay’s nice and fat! Kwahahaha!"

"What’re you doing on your day off?"

"Whorehouse, obviously! Ever since they forced me to dry-stroke ‘cause sex tanks your stamina, I’ve thought about nothing else!"

"Same here!! Haha, we’re gonna party hard!!"

"Hahahahahaha!!!!"

Irritation.

Stress.

Rage.

A crowd of men in rumpled clothes, reeking of sweat, poured into the guild. A few women were mixed in, but every face was dark, exhausted, and the skin was poor. Even Masa—who usually bristled with hostility at any beauty—felt no anger toward these women; their looks were so unremarkable that the sex-starved miners wouldn’t bother them either. So her baseless irritation landed squarely on the men who had just finished work. She gagged at the stench of unwashed bodies that had marched straight in, stuck out her tongue, and raised a vein on her forehead.

"Go wash yourselves already! This guild already stinks of rot—now you’ve mixed pig-stink into it!"

"Oooh, Masa~! You’re looking healthy yourself!"

"I never said hello! If you’re done working, go home—why the hell are you crawling into the guild?!"

"To collect our bounty, obviously! And adventurers drink at the guild—that’s the rule~!"

"Booze~?! The waitresses aren’t even on shift today~!!"

"Wait, for real? Why?!"

"Because you lot finished early! Why the hell did you wrap up so fast?!"

"We were all dying from forced dry-stroking so we got motivated and finished two days ahead of the laborers’ estimate! No wonder nobody’s here! Hahaha!"

"Is that something to laugh about~?! Aah, damn it… My replacement still hasn’t arrived and now I have to hand out all these bounties myself…?"

She slammed her forehead onto the desk again and sulked. After enjoying several peaceful days without them, she couldn’t even be bothered with the simple task of paying bounties—the very picture of bottom-rung trash. The men, however, were long used to this garbage attitude; they just laughed loudly and ignored it. Instead they sat in empty seats trading vulgar stories and guffawing, enough to make even Masa feel genuine disgust.

"Then lend us the kitchen~! We’ll cook for ourselves and leave~!"

"Are you idiots?! You think I don’t know what happens if I lend the kitchen to clowns like you?! You’ll trash the place, skip paying for the ingredients, and run!"

"We wouldn’t do that~! Trust us~!"

"After everything between us~?!"

"On my first day here I got tricked without knowing anything and I was the only one who got my pay docked!!!!!"

"Says the woman who freely pulls booze from the kitchen and drinks it! Why are you drinking merchandise the guild ordered?!"

"Idiots! Even if it looks like this, I properly pay for what I drink!"

"Heh, how diligent~!"

"You say that, but you’re skimming a little, aren’t you?"

"Suspicious how you keep drinking every day even after getting docked."

"Everyone shut up! Anyway, you are absolutely not touching the kitchen! Somebody—anybody—go drag the kitchen girl out of her house and bring her here while you wait!"

"Uuu~! Cheapskate~!"

"If service is your job, then service us~!"

"Yeah, yeah~!"

"Who the hell would service bottom-feeder trash like you lot!!!"

In the end, Masa and the adventurers were birds of a feather—neither side ever called out the other for drinking on the job. The low-rank adventurers barged into the waitress storage room and pawed at ingredients with unwashed hands; the already-drunk Masa staggered up and threw a fit trying to stop them.

"Stay out of the ingredient storage and get out! Scram! If we get caught I’m the one in trouble!"

"Aw, a little snack won’t hurt anything~! We need booze and meat today~!"

"Whee~! Whoop~!"

"Fight, fight~!"

"Shut up, you morons! Aaaaah for real~! This is exactly why I never wanted to come to a backwater guild like this!!!!!"

Masa blocked, the adventurers pushed—the cycle repeated. Other adventurers treated the scuffle like free entertainment, and the racket continued. Only moments earlier the place had felt like a pleasantly quiet (if slightly shabby) guild; within tens of seconds the stench of male body odor and labor-sweat had turned it into something thoroughly unpleasant.

In the middle of that chaos came another creak.

The already-noisy guild drew a few glances toward the entrance, and short sounds of admiration rose. Judging by the atmosphere, someone famous even within this bottom-rung guild had appeared—yet Masa, busy brawling with the adventurers, never looked that way and simply bellowed at the sound alone.

"Shut uuup~! What other piece of trash is it this time?! The guild is closed today! Come back in two days when the waitress bitches and the new receptionist get here!!"

"Who decided the guild is closed?"

"Huh? Me, of course! How am I supposed to work in this mess?! Dealing with these wild-boar bastards needs more people—people!!!"

"We’re the wild boars?"

"Obviously! Stinking, ugly idiots who only know hard labor—if you’re not wild boars, what are you?! Honestly, dealing with these fools is exhausting as h──"

Her words stopped.

For a brief moment the alcohol cleared.

There was only one reason.

"Masa. Drinking on the job again? I told you to restrain yourself during work hours."

"—Oat! Th-th-th-this is…! Alex-niiiiim!!!"

She had been guzzling liquor on duty when a man whose authority exceeded even the guildmaster’s walked in.

"Oh, Young Master Alex!"

"It’s the young master!"

"Have you finished your work, sir?!"

"As you can see, safely done. You lot just got back from the mines yourselves?"

"Yessir~! Absolutely~!"

"I heard there were plenty of interruptions, yet you finished earlier than expected. Excellent work. You’re the pride of our Orbie."

"Hahaha!!"

"Enough of that~! We’re just doing it for the money~!"

"No need to be modest."

Unlike usual, Alex wore proper leather gear and had his clothes in order. He half-lidded his fox-like eyes, swept the room with black irises, and exchanged light greetings. Even in this shit-hole he seemed to command a certain popularity; he treated everyone warmly, and the adventurers who had been rough with Masa immediately let go, smiled politely, and nodded after greeting him.

"How did it go this time?"

"Mountain wild-boar extermination, right? Lately you’ve been coming up empty a lot… Don’t tell me this time too…?"

"No. They ran far and it took time, but we managed to take them down. Hey, Reina."

"Ou~! Boss~! Uryachacha~!"

"Ooooooh~?!"

At Alex’s chin-jerk, Reina—who had entered late—hurled a massive wild boar into the guild. It was large enough to swallow a person or a bear whole, every bit worthy of the title “King of the Mountain.” The surrounding adventurers cried out in shock; Masa, however, was shocked for an entirely different reason.

Why the hell is that tit-cow with Young Master Alex?! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I was sure she’d be dead or still being used as the bandits’ toy!!!

It made no sense.

This guild had no beauties, so Masa’s looks had stood out by default—yet the moment Reina appeared, every eye snapped toward her.

"Young Master Alex?"

"That woman…"

A face that looked as strong-willed as it was beautiful. Passionate red hair, golden eyes, and high-rising horns marked her as a demi-human at a glance. The outfit in particular made her chest so prominent that even without hiding her race, people on the other side would freely assume “Isn’t she a minotaur?”

"Whoa…"

"…A beauty."

"Was a woman like that working at a nearby brothel…?"

"No way."

"The young master’s lover?"

"For that, what she’s wearing is……"

What she wore was a red leotard in a bunny-girl-style corset cut. Instead of rabbit ears she had tall horns, and the front was cut wide open so her proud 120 cm massive tits swung and jiggled obscenely♡. Black high heels emphasized her thick thighs, and the tiny leotard clung so tightly to her childbearing-type royal ass that the wrinkles of her rear hole almost showed—yet she displayed her body without the slightest shame, dealing a heavy blow to the cocks of men who had been forced into dry-stroking from hard labor.

"Allow me to introduce her. This one’s name is Reina. While you were all off at the mines she joined the guild as a new adventurer. She’s basically your junior, so I hope you’ll look after her kindly from now on."

"An adventurer?!"

"Dressed like that~?"

"The outfit is mixed with a bit of my personal taste, so don’t mind it. This idiot didn’t know her place and charged the pig-bandit gang, nearly getting herself into serious trouble. Luckily she was rescued by me and my companions before they dragged her off, and she’s been working with us since. Apparently she wanted to raise her rank fast and overdid it, so I made her wear this as punishment so she never tries something like that again. No strange misunderstandings, please."

"Whoa… She charged the pig-head bandits…"

"And her rank is?"

"Iron Ore."

"Ugeh~! Iron Ore?!"

"A girl like that picks a fight with bandits? She really was a clueless idiot!"

"No wonder the young master got mad!! Must’ve been a pain saving a fool who doesn’t value her own life!"

"If you’d been dragged off, a bunny-girl outfit would’ve been the least of your worries! Every hole would’ve been ruined!"

They spoke in tones of concern, but only a few truly meant it; most were grinning like they’d hit the jackpot. After all, Iron Ore adventurers were rare even in a city like this, and hearing that such a beauty was that weak made the baser sorts feel good. Already a few were eyeing how they might mess with Reina; the woman herself felt her bare ass prickle under those stares and apologized with a faintly flushed face.

"My name is Reina. The details are just as Boss Alex said. I’ve always been short-tempered and screwed things up because of it plenty of times. When I arrived at the guild nobody was around, so I acted on impulse without thinking. If those guys had caught me, it wouldn’t have ended with this level of shame… This outfit is embarrassing, but I’m accepting it as punishment… It would’ve been worse if the bandits had gotten me… Anyway, that’s the story… Looking forward to working with you, damn seniors."

"This bitch is cocky…!!"

"She’s not cowed at all, is she?!"

"That’s just her personality, so make allowances. The reason Reina calls me Boss is because, as part of reflecting on this incident, she joined my clan and agreed to follow orders. She seems to know her personality is rotten and wanted it corrected."

"Corrected……"

"With a personality like that~?"

True to a bottom-rung crowd, at Alex’s chin-jerk a fat man circled behind Reina and seized her 120 cm massive tits.

"Higguuuh~?!"

Squeeeeeze~! Squeeeeeze~!

"Oaaaah, nngh, what the hell all of a sudden…?! You wanna die?!!!"

"Hehe, damn they’re huge. Even with both hands I can’t wrap around just one~!"

Squeeeeeze-crush-crush~!

"Ughiiiiii~?! Uuuaaah… hhaah… ughagigik!!! You son of a biiiiitch!!!"

Surface-level rage only.

Knowing exactly what was going on inside Reina, Alex narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

"This is part of the punishment too, so endure that much."

"Th-that?! Boooss~! Nngh… i-nngh… ahihii… ik… uuungh~♡ My tits… i-nngh… iik~♡"

Squeeeze… crush… squeeze…!!

Even as her proud breasts were grabbed from the root and forcibly mashed, Reina could not resist. Part of it was acting because of her sexual disposition, but there was a larger reason. In a certain sense, the very thing Reina loved most—the thing she had always dreamed of—was now gripped in Alex’s hand.

"As you can see, this idiot is only Iron Ore yet ‘arbitrarily’ took a request, lost to the bandits, and caused me trouble. I am the lord’s son and the man who will one day rule this land, so I have a duty to show what happens to those who break the rules. Therefore I have no intention of handing out a half-assed punishment. To make her truly reflect, I plan to share a geas with her."

"Oh… No way…!"

"For real……"

A single contract unfurled above Alex’s hand.

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"I already wrote the names before coming, so all that’s left is the stamp. Now, Reina. Ready to stamp it in front of everyone and reflect?"

"A-aah… Boss… This is my fault so…… It’s ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fine… I can do it……"

"Then do it the way I taught you."

"Got it… I-I’ll do it……?"

When Alex pressed the oath paper between Reina’s thighs, everyone looked puzzled. Normally it was a finger stamp, so there was no need to lower the hand that far. But this was different. Reina pulled the crotch of her leotard aside and exposed her sex. It was a pussy scribbled bright red with the red lipstick the bandits had gifted her.

"No way…"

"A pussy stamp?!"

"For real!!!"

That bitch doesn’t just look the part—she’s a genuine whore?!

While Masa and the adventurers reeled in shock, Reina’s lewd posture shifted further. Just like when the bandits had gang-raped her, she lowered her hips, spread her thighs, and pressed her pussy toward the oath paper. Alex’s hand did not rise, so she had to stamp it herself—and the fact that she was performing this disgrace not in front of the bandit comrades she had grown somewhat used to, but complete strangers, seemed to delight her; honey dripped from her pussy and soiled the contract as she lowered her hips with a firm thrust.

Tsuuuuup~♡

"She actually stamped it…!"

"Wh-what kind of contract did she just make?!"

"Oh…"

The bottom-rung trash grew excited. Alex was respected, but not because of character or status alone. He knew how to perform acts that earned the respect of trash like these, and that was why he received such treatment. As if to prove it, Reina rubbed her pussy back and forth♡ back and forth♡ over the oath paper like a pervert while reciting the contract written there.

"Huuuh… haah… O-one~! I, Reina, for the crime of breaking guild rules, committing wrongdoing, and causing great trouble for Young Master Alex, son of the lord, hereby stamp this oath with my pussy~! This means I will absolutely obey every order of Young Master Alex, and this contract shall be destroyed by Young Master Alex himself only when I become a Copper Ore adventurer or when he judges that my reflection is complete~! Even if I become a Copper Ore adventurer and people around me murmur that I seem to have reflected, if Young Master Alex judges otherwise the contract cannot be destroyed~!"

""""───?!""""

A shocking declaration.

Words that essentially discarded her human rights set the surroundings buzzing.

"Two! I, Reina, will absolutely obey every person belonging to the guild~! This doubles as punishment for a newcomer running wild on her own! As apology to my seniors, I must grant any request as far as possible so long as it does not involve crime or spending my own money~! Naturally Young Master Alex’s orders take first priority, then clan members, and finally every person belonging to the guild~!"

Has that idiot’s head completely broken?!

Masa cursed inwardly, but Reina did not stop stamping with her pussy. The vivid pussy-print left behind seemed to carry the binding effect all by itself; a faint light wrapped Reina’s body and the sound of chains locking rang out.

"Three! Finally, I, Reina, cannot reveal certain secrets without the order of Young Master Alex, owner of this contract! Furthermore, regarding important routines such as clothing or daily behavioral rules, no one except Young Master Alex may give orders, and I retain the right to refuse! With this I declare that for the duration of my reflection I am bound here as Young Master Alex’s clan member and as the guild’s property~!"

Clink!

With those final words the geas took effect. Because it was a curse-type that used one’s own power to suppress oneself, no matter how much she disliked it, escape had become impossible. Moreover, what Reina had declared was essentially throwing away her human rights, and it pierced straight through her sexual disposition. When she put strength into her lower body and straightened her legs, the lipstick and love-juices clinging to her pussy mixed together, stuck between the contract pages, and formed a sticky pervert bridge.

"Hu, hnh, huhu, huuuuugh~♡ I-I did it♡ A-aah, aaahahah♡ Ahat♡"

"Well done. That’s enough—cover your pussy."

"Yeees♡ U-understood… Boooss~♡"

The pervert pussy dripping bright-red liquid of mixed love-juice and lipstick was covered, and she stood in a perverted pose tightly gripping her own massive tits. Alex tucked the contract into his breast and, while kneading the ass of the level-99 120 cm massive-tit dragon who had become his property, smiled in satisfaction.

"With this, everything is as I wanted. Reina."

"Yeees♡ Yeees♡"

"You understand it’s over for you now, right?"

"Aah, I know♡ I’m finished now♡"

Alex, who had casually revealed his true nature by the riverside. Whatever conversation the two of them had held, this was the relationship that resulted. Reina was overjoyed and happy that her human rights had passed to Alex, and Alex, already picturing the work he would do from now on, whispered so no one else could hear.

"I granted what you desired. Next is your turn. Once things settle, you’ll help with my work as planned."

"Got it… Boss… I have no right of refusal anymore, so just order me anything…"

"…Good."

Squeeeeeeeeeze~♡

"Hnguh♡"

After thoroughly squeezing Reina’s royal ass to his satisfaction, her master gave the order.

"Reina. First command. The guild seems crowded today, so… as a way of helping Masa, work as a waitress here. I won’t grant you refusal rights for specific keywords or orders, but when dawn breaks, go home. Understood?"

"Ye… yess…"

He deliberately raised his voice so everyone would hear.

"I’ll say it again: you are only ‘on loan’ until dawn today. After that, go home, and you may drive off anyone who ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠follows. When morning comes, tidy yourself up cleanly, return to the guild, and meet me—that ends this order. If I’m not here I’ll be at home, so come to the mansion. I’ll grant you refusal rights for everything that happens after dawn, so prioritize coming to me, and for now concentrate on the work."

"What about this? We went to the trouble of catching it—leaving it would be a waste…"

"Everyone looks hungry. Ingredients probably haven’t been restocked, so use it freely. I only need the honor of having taken down the mountain god."

"Got it… Then I’ll start waitress work from now… H-hey~! Seniors~! You heard that, right?! From now on I’m starting service as apology, so keep the teasing moderate! A-ah, even I get embarrassed about some things~! So, just do it to a certain degree~! If it’s only that much I won’t throw a big tantrum or anything—I’ll just let it slide blankly~! Y-you get it?! No going too far, okay?!!"

Translated from Reina’s true feelings:

You can hit me, rape me, spray cum all over me and make me act lewd—I don’t mind──.

Naturally the only person here who could understand that meaning was Alex. Even right after she had exposed her pussy and stamped with it, no one could yet tell whether that was Alex’s preference or Reina’s, so the full revelation of her sexual disposition would come a little later.

"Masa."

"Y-yess, Young Master Alex!"

"I’ll overlook this incident, but there won’t be a second time. Even the guildmaster here knows that a word from me—the eldest son of the family—carries weight, yes?"

"Uwaaah…"

"……If you mess up again next time, it won’t be a backwater post—I’ll send you straight to the countryside."

"I-I-I understand…… Yes……!!"

"Good. Use Reina however you like. She’s the one who took the quest, so feel free to take your anger out on her openly."

"Ye… yess…!!"

This too meant: the more you torment her, the more everyone around will join in tormenting Reina—so act as the cheerleader──. Perhaps he had been infected by Reina’s tastes; he had let the words slip without thinking. Since the lord’s son had given permission, she would clearly run wild under that authority. The thought of her complaining that she herself had been scolded, that she was the senior here, that she hated pretty faces so she would smear dirt on Reina’s—unbidden, the corner of Alex’s mouth lifted.

I’ve been infected by that pervert dragon. She’s a woman with too much charm. No matter how beautiful, if she acts that lewd any normal affection should die, yet there’s a strange pull.

Yet it was a feeling he would never show.

If he openly babbled about love or anything of the sort, he already knew exactly how Reina’s behavior would change.

The reason she’s following me now is because I’m handing her the defeat and ruin she wants. Confessing love to a woman who wants that would only make her affection drop instantly. Saying it like this makes me realize it, but she really does have a troublesome sexual disposition. She knows it herself, which is why she’s looking for a place to die… I never thought a day like this would come.

The instant Alex left the guild, a lewd scream of “Huaaaahngh~♡” rang out, but he did not look back; he simply gazed at the large mansion built far in the distance. Remembering his father—the master of this sleepless city flourishing with brothels—he laughed roughly.

You’re the same, aren’t you. Not much time left… You’ll pay dearly for using me. ─Father.

Whatever deal Reina and he had struck, he cursed his own father while walking the still-bright main street.

The farther he went, the louder the woman’s screams bursting from the guild became…

Yet they were cries filled with joy—Reina’s happy tears.