Chapter 21
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: 7. Dyke Barony (3)
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The night was long.
But Charlotte's pussy vending, which started around 8 p.m., didn't end even as morning broke.
"Hngggg!!!"
-Splurt!
Feeling the semen gushing into her womb, she climaxed.
Her massive ass quivered, clenching tightly around the cock.
"Whoa, fuck... Worth the wait... This is fucking amazing..."
The man pumping semen into Charlotte's pussy muttered in admiration.
"Hey, if you're done, get the hell out!!"
The line hadn't broken even as morning arrived.
The reason? Rumors had already spread throughout the Dyke Barony.
'A noble lady is selling her body in the sex disposal zone.'
Why the misunderstanding?
Because the women selling themselves there were usually worthless rejects kicked out of brothels, or hookers with some flaw like ugly faces.
So the men knew once they tried one: Yep, two-silver bitch. Still, they had to relieve their urges, so they gritted their teeth and used them.
But look at Charlotte.
No blemishes on her ass or thighs, pussy pristine like it had never been used.
Her ass? Massive, about to burst, perfect peach shape, with a wasp-thin waist.
Guys who snuck hands inside said her tits were bigger than her face, and the cherry on top was the pussy grip delivering pleasure beyond anything they'd felt.
A body that could never come from commoner genes.
A woman no commoner could ever hold in a lifetime, so they all rushed in for a turn.
"Now... that's... enouuugh!!! Let me gooo!!"
"Haha! Miss, your pussy's too good. Take my baby juice!"
-Splurt!! Splurt!
-Pop! Plunge!!!
The moment the spent man pulled out, a new cock slammed in.
"Hweeeek!!! Stop ittt!!"
"Oh dear, miss, didn't you know the rule? Gotta stay plugged till the line ends? Heh heh heh heh."
"Man~ That noble miss's gonna burst today. Haha!"
"We're teachin' her cheap what happens when you run away from home~"
"Two silvers? Heh heh, miss's pussy is a bargain~"
"Cheaper than a low-end whore. Heh."
The men mocked the noble lady.
When else could they treat one like this?
It stroked their conquest lust, drawing even more customers.
Seigen wanted to intervene, but he'd get beaten to death by the waiting men, so he couldn't move.
At least they kept to the line. If they'd tried pulling Charlotte out for her face, he'd have drawn steel to protect her.
"Hah! Cumming in this cheap miss pussy!!"
"Hikkeeeek!!!!"
'Sorry, miss of unknown origins...'
Instead, he stuffed plenty of water and rice balls inside to keep her from collapsing.
He even exchanged excess silver for gold so nothing went missing. A diligent guy, really.
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-Two days later
Charlotte was still impaled in the hole.
-Plunge!!!
As the man thrust hard, her ass shivered.
"Ha... Fuck, way better than most nobles? Royal or imperial maybe?"
It was Dyke Baron, drawn by the rumors.
"Take it!"
-Spluuurt! Splurt!
"Hng... Hng..."
A weak moan escaped as her ass quivered again after the baron came.
"Whew... A girl like this in my territory... Never saw her, but whatever, it'll be fine."
With him, the long line finally ended.
Luckily, it was lunchtime, and everyone went to eat, ending it on a good note.
Seigen hurriedly extracted Charlotte.
"Hng... Hng..."
He covered her dazed face and rushed her to his home.
Seigen felt immense guilt. If he hadn't suggested it, this noble miss wouldn't have suffered...
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Charlotte finally opened her eyes.
'Ah, fuck... Shouldn't have gone into that damn hole so easily...
I blacked out. If not for that fucking tavern...'
Charlotte crashed hard, mentally wrecked more than physically.
'All this because of that tavern. I'll smash it later for sure.'
"Sigh... Where am I now?"
-Step step, creak
"Ah, you're awake?"
"Hey!... Sigh... Never mind..."
Normally she'd curse and hit him, but the crash hit again.
'Yeah, it was my choice... I felt selling my body to men was easier than working at a diner or tavern...'
"Sorry, miss... But I kept your money safe."
The pouch was heavy.
Earned money, so time for adventurer registration, gear...
"Huh? How much is all this? Why so much?"
"Exactly 70 gold 48 silver, miss."
"Wha... What????"
Instantly rich, like winning the lottery?
This could buy a house, anything.
'Fuck, this is awesome? Was I right?'
Her initial plan for Charlotte: balloon funds via prostitution, then pricey gear and elixirs for rapid growth.
'It actually worked?'
"Hahaha! You're Seigen, right? Thanks. Big sis'll buy you food. Haha!!"
Crash over already? Money therapy works wonders.
They hit eateries, gorging for hours. Charlotte ate most.
In another world, gotta try the food, right?
Mixture of all sorts here, tons of variety.
Monster meat sold too—surprisingly tasty.
Full belly lifted spirits~ Booked long-term at a fancy inn.
Flush with cash, worries gone? Selling body wasn't bad? Do it again?
"So you gotta go to work now?"
"Yeah, thanks for the grub, sis."
"Bye then~ Probably won't meet again?"
Charlotte saw Seigen off, pondering next steps.
'Top priority: strength. Power to protect myself.
Start with gear! Earned this money for times like this!'
Off to the best armorsmith!!
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"Hm... This the place?"
No smoke-belching forge. Probably for nobles and bigshots.
Gleaming four-story building.
Buy clothes first. Still in pussyjack leather—eyes used to stares, but embarrassing.
At the entrance, a pretty receptionist approached.
"Hello, customer! May I have your name?"
'Fuck, feels like doorblock incoming...'
Old traumas from Gunwoo days flooded back.
"Ahem... I'm Charlotte..."
Voice shrinking, bracing for rejection.
"First time?"
"...Yes."
Then roundabout bullshit: only ultra-expensive gear for elites like you plebs can't afford, so scram.
If plain guy, straight-up insult and boot.
Looks saved her, polite deflection just in case.
"Um... I have money? Like 60 gold?"
"Ah...! Sorry! Right this way!"
'Oh, money lets you in, huh.'
Followed her, said she'd browse alone, picked gear fitting budget.
Super pricey over hundreds gold ignored, compromised at ~50 gold.
Man's dream! (She's a girl) Full plate! Shiny two-hander!
Charlotte's trait: [Swordsmanship Genius]! Worth 4 points!
Precious swap for damn [Nymphomania].
With this, Munchkin time!! Adventure arc over~~ Heh heh, Munchkin refreshers start!!
'Smash that tavern first, heh heh...'
Charlotte grinned idiotically, lost in happy delusions.
"That'll be 52 gold 38 silver."
'Kinda hurts, but investment in me.'
"Yup... Here..."
'No way...'
"W-Wait...!"
'For real? Real??? Huh????'
Charlotte paled.
Frantically patted herself.
No mistake. Pouch from her side—gone!!!!!
Not shame anymore. Money from 3 days of thousands of cocks—hard-earned!!!!!
"FUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!"
Not internal.
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Right in their faces—beaten and booted.
"Waaaah... Why's my life like this..."
Clubbed spots still hurt.
'Bastards, just tell me to leave, why hit?'
Luckily, fancy inn long-term covered room/board—no starving like yesterday.
But ridiculous.
"Ha... So earning via exploits forbidden? Who says? Who the fuck are you!!!!!! FUUUCK!!!!!!"
Screaming like a maniac in the plaza, crowds scattered startled.
'Huh? This works?'
Sticky male stares stressed her—perfect solution.
"KIIEEEEEEK!!!!!"
Raw, unfiltered screech.
Aaah... Heavenly Demon power.
All fled in fear.
"KIIEEEEEEK!!!!!!"
Dashed streets screaming wildly.
People fled on sight.
'One cool line left.'
"Behold!! This is the Heavenly Demon Deat—"
-Thwack!!
-Thud
Charlotte blacked out.
"Yes! Subdued the maniac rampaging in the plaza."
Dyke guards—quick response.