Chapter 86: I Bought Her, So I Came Again (7)
Chapter 86: I Bought Her, So I Came Again (7)
How many times had I ejaculated into Iris?
"Iris?"
"..."
There was no answer. She seemed like a mere corpse.
I hurriedly let go of her waist, which I had been gripping and shaking like an onahole, and checked her condition.
She was straddling me, kneeling, with her head thrown back as far as it could go, staring at the ceiling. Her eyes were rolled back, showing only the whites, and a string of drool leaked from the corner of her mouth.
Perhaps because I had kept cumming inside without pulling out, her belly was swollen and bloated as if she were pregnant. Not only were semen and love fluid constantly leaking from our point of connection, but she was even intermittently spraying love nectar like a water gun.
To anyone watching, she was the very picture of a woman broken by excessive pleasure.
Perhaps because the visual was so shocking, Carla and Elisha, who were watching from the side, began to tremble violently.
"M-Master! You killed someone with your dick!"
"Master! Open your eyes, Master! Yandel! Do something! Master is... Master is...!"
"...Everyone, calm down. There's no way she actually died in the saddle."
Even now, I could feel Iris's faint movements through my lower half. It wasn't just a simple convulsion; it was the rhythmic movement unique to breathing, so she should be fine.
...Still, just in case, I pulled Iris toward me.
Thud.
Iris slumped powerlessly, and I caught her gently in my arms. After checking her small head here and there, I reached a conclusion.
"Yeah. She just fainted."
I even placed my hand on her chest—which only really existed for the sake of being there—and her heart was beating just fine.
"Phew... thank goodness."
"Even if you get fucked by Master like you're going to die, you won't actually die... note that down, note that down..."
Elisha let out a sigh of relief, while Carla was scribbling something behind her.
I chuckled at their vastly different reactions and stood up, supporting Iris's back and buttocks with my hands.
"Up we go."
Since she was still connected to my member, she twitched instinctively, but Iris still didn't regain consciousness. I carefully laid her down on the bed and pulled my dick out.
Schlopp.
As if they had been waiting, a massive amount of semen mixed with virgin blood came pouring out. I gave Iris's belly, which had become flat again in an instant, a needless pat before standing up.
"Carla. What do you want to do this time? Just watch like you did with Iris?"
"Since it's Elisha's first time too, I was planning on it. But watching from afar feels like a waste. Would it be alright if I joined you up close, Master?"
"Of course. As long as you don't get in the way."
When I shrugged, Carla crawled out from the bed with a giggle. Together with her, I headed toward the place where today's highlight was waiting.
As I stood before Elisha, who was still kneeling with her hands up, she glared at me venomously.
"You murderer of my Master...!"
"I told you, she's not dead."
I stopped and looked down calmly at Elisha.
Her blue hair was rolled into drills. Her eyes were a clear azure, like looking at a bright sky. Her long ears twitched incessantly, as if she were anxious. Her body, which had a pleasant amount of flesh on it—unlike most elves—was covered by a thin dress that reminiscent of a leaf.
She truly looked like an elven royal who had just been kidnapped from some forest. In fact, in the distant past, High Elves were indeed the royalty of the elves.
"W-What's with that look?! Is it not enough that you turned Master into that?! You pervert! Satyr! Elf-fucker!"
"Elf-fucker... where did you even learn a word like that?"
She was putting strength into her eyes and using a sharp voice, but... she couldn't hide the droplets filling her eyes and the tear tracks running down her face. Right now, Elisha looked more pitiful than threatening. Even at this moment, she couldn't look me straight in the eye and kept shifting her gaze around.
So, I gave a command.
"Elisha. [Look here.]"
"Ugh..."
She wasn't allowed to close her eyes or turn her head. I thrust my still-hard dick right in front of Elisha's face.
"Hieee!"
Elisha recoiled in horror at the sight of my member, which was smeared with semen, love fluid, and a bit of blood from the ruptured hymen.
However, her reaction was a bit different from what I expected. How should I put it... it didn't feel sincere? It felt like she was saying she hated it with her mouth, but in reality, she didn't hate it all that much. The emotions of betrayal and fear she had shown at first were almost gone.
I wasn't the only one who thought so. Carla tilted her head.
"Master, Master."
"Yeah?"
"I don't think we need to soothe Elisha separately like we did with Iris."
"You think so too, right? Hey, Elisha."
"What is it, you beastly Yandel?"
Elisha started to retort but ended up just pouting her lips. It seemed she realized that she had become somewhat desensitized herself. I thought her condition had been a bit strange since Carla's turn...
I brought my dick right in front of her lips, which were sticking out like a duck's.
"Hyah! It—it almost touched! Be careful, you!"
"I meant for it to touch."
"Wha... what? You really...!"
"Open your mouth, Elisha."
"..."
To Elisha, who tightly shut her mouth instead of opening it, I continued in a quiet, calm voice.
"You saw earlier, right? If you listen well, I reward you accordingly."
"...I am grateful that you didn't make Master's first experience the absolute worst."
"Yeah. Now it's your turn."
"..."
Elisha fell silent again. But this time, she was just hesitating while working her lips, and she eventually managed to answer.
"That... Yandel? I was just shocked earlier because you had such a violent sexual encounter with Master. I know very well now that I'm in no position to refuse. And I also know that you're trying to be considerate of us in your own way."
"That's a relief."
If things had gone south, I was planning on taking them to a cheap slave market before returning to the Academy to show them how ordinary slaves were treated. It seems that won't be necessary.
"Anyway. I'm a bit scared and nervous right now, but it's not like I'm trying to blindly refuse, you know?"
"Ah, is it because the traces from earlier are still there? That's cold... those are the marks of Iris's effort to protect you, and you're calling them dirty..."
"I never said that! And I wasn't going to!"
"Really? Can you clean it up with your mouth then?"
"That's a bit..."
Elisha suddenly shriveled up. What? You're not going to do it after all.
Noticing my disappointed gaze, Elisha trembled and hurriedly changed the subject.
"You! Why aren't you doing it for me?!"
"Doing what? How am I supposed to understand if you just say it out of nowhere?"
"Ki..."
"Ki?"
"A kiiisss..."
With her face completely flushed, Elisha said that while her eyes remained fixed on my dick. Ah, is this because of my command?
"[You can look elsewhere now.] A kiss? On the lips?"
"That's right! I... I want to kiss your lips before I kiss your dick! It's my first kiss! Do I really have to spell it out for you?!"
Elisha shouted back with a face so red it looked like it might explode. At her reaction, both Carla and I dropped our jaws.
"Wow..."
"Waaaow..."
"W-What's with those reactions?"
"It's nothing. It's just that Carla made the same request when she did it for the first time."
"That's right. I made that same request to Master at first too."
Thinking back to the past... though it hadn't even been three months yet, Carla wore a gentle smile as she recalled that time. Elisha nodded with a reluctant expression.
"Carla did too... then you'll do it for me too, right, Yandel?"
"Fine. It's a shame, but I guess I'll have to ask Iris to wipe this off."
"Huh? Are you going to wake up the fainted Master... ah."
When I went back to the bed and wiped my dick on the sleeping Iris's white hair, Elisha sent me a look of pure contempt. Hey, what? I'm going to clean it all off with Clean magic later anyway.
With a deliberately brazen expression, I released the command I had placed on Elisha.
"[You can put your hands down and stand up now.] Let's go to the bed. Whether we're doing fellatio, kissing, or sex, it's a bit much to do it here when we have a perfectly good bed."
"...Then why did you do it here with Master earlier?"
"Obviously so you could watch from up close."
"You really are..."
Elisha let out a deep sigh and nodded weakly.
"Fine. I get it. I understand. I prefer the bed too, so there... eh?"
Perhaps because she had been being punished for quite a while, Elisha, who was trying to stand up while lightly stretching her aching arms and shoulders, froze.
"What is it now?"
"Um. That is. Yandel...?"
"Yeah."
"My legs won't move."
"???"
What kind of nonsense is this?
As I just blinked blankly, Elisha continued while wiggling her toes.
"My legs are asleep... I have no feeling in them."
"Hah."
I was dumbfounded for a moment, but I understood once I looked at Elisha's legs. Right. With thighs that thick, it's no wonder the blood flow got cut off.
"Fine. Then stay still. I'll carry you."
"Ugh. Thank you, Yandel."
I straightened out Elisha's folded legs.
"Eek!"
Elisha flinched as if even a light touch was painful. They must be really asleep.
Being even more careful, I slid my arm behind Elisha's knees and lifted her up in one go. She was heavier than Iris, but not so heavy that I couldn't lift her.
As I laid Elisha down on the bed, she looked at me with a gaze that seemed to say she was seeing me in a new light. Oh dear. It's a bit too early to feel relieved.
I said with a smirk, "Carla. Go over there and hold Elisha's arms."
"Yes, Master."
Without a word of complaint, Carla went to the head of the bed, grabbed both of Elisha's arms, and pinned them in a 'hands up' position.
"...Carla? What are you up to?"
"I don't know! I'm just doing what Master told me to do!"
Carla answered brightly, but there was a strange mischievous glint in her eyes. Did she realize what I was about to do?
I gave a small nod of affirmation and took my place between Elisha's legs.
"Yandel? Didn't you say you'd kiss me?"
"I will. I'm going to. But before that, let's just do a simple massage. I saw earlier that your legs were practically paralyzed."
"Huh? Yes... well, that's true. ...Wait. A massage?"
Sensing something ominous, Elisha jerked her head up, but it was already too late. I placed both of my wide-open hands on Elisha's plump thighs.
"S-Stop... you... please..."
I gave a bright smile to Elisha's now truly sincere plea.
"Then, let's begin."
I began to vigorously knead her firm thighs.
Elisha practically leaped into the air.
"PIKYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!!!"