Chapter 86
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 86
Chapter Title: Enforcing Discipline
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"Suuuuup..."
"Fuuuuh..."
A golden-haired cat beastkin girl with a cute face but lifeless eyes sat in her dim shop, endlessly puffing on her long pipe.
"Haa... Damn, did I grumble for no reason? I even got a free meal out of it... Suuuup..."
Sion thought back to Cain, who had just left the shop. She regretted snapping at him, the guy who had saved her when she was in dire straits.
"Still, my cough hasn't stopped except when I'm sleeping... What's up with that? Fuuuuh..."
She kept replaying the recent events in her mind.
"Cain... No other variables besides that guy... Ah...!"
As she tried to think of anything besides the recently close Cain, flashes of her hellish six-day heat cycle crossed her thoughts.
"Fuck... If that's a variable, then sure..."
And the dream she'd had right before Cain arrived...
"Hweee?!"
Clatter-!!
Thud!!!
"Ow!!!"
Thank god it was just a dream, but the memory of going mad in heat, sucking that bastard's cock—the one who only fucked that woman—and even swallowing his cum made Sion tumble off her chair.
"Huuuh... Nooo... Not again...!"
Just imagining the dream's contents set her body ablaze once more.
"Fuck... If he shows up late next time too... Huuuh...!"
She knew it now. The insane itch made it impossible to stop touching herself until she passed out from exhaustion.
So Sion curled up tight, shivering as she waited for the rising heat to fade.
"Suuup...!"
"Fuuuuh..."
After a long bout of deep breathing to regain control, Sion finally stood up.
"Ugh... Guess I should do some laundry."
She'd stripped naked to wipe down her sweat-soaked body, so she had barely any clean clothes left. She headed to where she'd piled up her dirty laundry.
Staggering along, she reached the basket holding her clothes.
"Sniff... Sniff sniff? Hnngggg!!!!"
Splurt!!!
The intense body odor wafting from the basket made her body tremble wildly, love juices erupting from between her legs.
"Eeeek!!! Wh-what the hell??"
Bewildered by her sudden frenzy, Sion didn't notice her shaking foot kick the basket over. A towel stained with Cain's cum and her own juices slapped right onto her face.
"Huuuuuuh!!!!!"
Splish splish splish!!!
The thick scent invading her nostrils overwhelmed her reignited body, making her squirt like a fountain uncontrollably.
"Sh-shit..."
Squirt!! Splurt!!!
It wasn't as intense as the climax after six days of pent-up lust, so she stayed conscious. That's when Sion realized what the new "cough cure" was.
"Nope-"
Unable to accept the condition, she opted for sleep instead.
Thud!
****
After throwing on his robe and leaving Sion's shop, Cain quickly bought some pants, dragged Lauren along, and stopped by the park on the way back to the inn.
Squelch!! Squelch!!!
"C-Cain sir!! H-here...!"
"Ah, bend over quick. It's not coming off right."
"B-but it's a park..."
Smack!!!
"Kyaa!!"
"Too chatty. Hurry up and bend over so I can finish stripping you."
"Hng!!"
"While you're at it, take off the padded clothes and belt too and set them on the ground."
"Haaa..."
He'd provocatively demanded she strip to check her underwear, but Lauren hesitated to remove hers.
"What, why won't you take it off? Back when we first met, you were dressed like a total slut."
"Th-that was...! You tricked me, saying it was training!! And this is...!!"
She was clearly embarrassed to strip in the bushes at the edge of the park, where people occasionally passed by in broad daylight.
"Looks like you still lack the pussy mindset."
Snap-!
"Haat!!!"
No need to hold back with Lauren, which he liked.
Her dress hem had rolled up awkwardly as she tried to pull down her panties, so they hadn't come off fully. Seeing them caught around her ass and thighs, he slammed his palm into the exposed upper cheek, making her jump.
"See? If you don't listen and make noise getting spanked, won't that draw even more attention?"
"B-but..."
As she kept glancing at him and dawdling, he noticed her ears flushing red and twitching.
Ah, this bitch wasn't embarrassed—she was baiting more spanks?
For such a cheeky pussy...
"Fine. Cock confiscation for a week."
"What?!!"
He'd noticed during roleplay too—Lauren sucked at acting.
She'd been caught glancing around nervously, and now her body froze at the cock ban declaration.
"No point tormenting a pussy that says no. I'll just go fuck another one."
"Wh-what? P-pussies aren't just me...?"
"Hey, even in this secluded grove, you think you're the only slut who'd get railed in broad daylight? Plenty of other girls to drain me, so scram."
He turned sharply to leave the bushes.
Grab!
"Let go."
"D-don't go...!"
"I don't need a girl who won't listen either."
"I-I dare not defy Cain sir... I'm sorry!!!"
Whoosh whoosh-!!
Thud!!!
His stern, low tone turned her face pale. She frantically stripped off all her clothes and prostrated herself naked on the ground.
"I-I got carried away trying push-pull for fun... My mistake... Sob..."
Media's the problem, as always.
He'd spent a long time at Sion's shop and left Lauren alone, so she'd probably read a ton at the bookstore. Must've seen some picture book she wanted to try.
Still, a conquered girl acting up needed correction.
"Hey, if you're gonna ignore your master's words and do whatever, go grab any random cock. I don't care."
"No!! I was just curious. Sorry!!!"
Rub rub-!
Lauren groveled with tears welling in her eyes.
"Get up."
"Yes!"
She shot up and eyed him cautiously.
"I'll give you one chance now. Calling me master this and that when you're half-asleep, but sober you does whatever?"
"No!! I-I'll be good!!"
"Fine, since you admitted fault, I'll let it slide this once."
"Ah...! Thank goodness..."
"Put your clothes back on."
"Yes..."
As she reached for her clothes on the ground, he spoke when her hand went for the underwear.
"No panties."
"Y-yes? B-but..."
"Hurry."
"Yes..."
As dressed Lauren tried to buckle her belt, he grabbed her hand.
"Huh...? What's up?"
"Hold on..."
He folded the fabric from her dress waist down to thigh level in the middle, adjusting it into a tight miniskirt.
"There, now belt it."
"L-like this...!"
"This length means a slight bend shows your pussy?"
"N-no...!"
"No?"
"O-okay!!"
Click-!
Her glare-prompted compliance made her buckle up without protest.
The folded hem bulged out, but the belt hid it neatly, and the padded vest covered the odd shape. Still, the shortened skirt hem was plenty slutty.
Lauren had a decent lower body besides her chest, so he approved.
"Anyway, what was so special about these undies..."
"Th-the clerk said they were super sexy...!"
Pfft! "Isn't the bra a bit too small?"
"Master!!"
She bristled, probably self-conscious after seeing Sia's chest, as he shook her tiny bra.
Black mesh panties were pretty bold for an elf, though.
"I'll take these. Grab your shield—we're heading to the inn."
"Tch...!"
"Want me to fold the hem more?"
"N-no! Hehe..."
Lauren followed him back to the inn, shielding her ass with the shield and taking quick steps.
"Shield."
"N-no...!"
"No?"
"Ugh..."
Late afternoon. Frank's shop had lots of customers today.
"Whoa, an elf? She's a real looker..."
"Not... Julie."
"Ooh, shortened skirt too? Kinda hot! What's with the padded vest, kek!"
"Uuu..."
Her ridiculous outfit and ultra-short dress hem drew stares.
Unable to defy him, Lauren handed over the shield.
"You first."
"Huh?"
"Me first? You wanna flash your pussy to everyone?"
"N-no! I'll go!!"
Scamper-!
The original short skirt wouldn't have fluttered much, but now hemmed to miniskirt length from below the knee, every sway risked exposure.
Pressing down the hem in an awkward pose, Lauren dashed up the stairs avoiding eyes.
"Cain, good gear haul?"
"Yeah, spent some coin, but it's an investment."
"Right. That elf Lauren's tougher than she looks."
"Yeah, so Uncle Frank..."
"Hm?"
He asked if she lacked sword talent, so he'd bought a shield first, but could Frank teach her shield counters or short-range swings. Frank nodded readily.
"Sure. Tell her no sword for now. Grab an extra dagger from mine."
"Huh?"
"Low accuracy, all half-assed. Tank with shield, swing in close or ultra-close to wound. Build from there."
"Ah, thanks!"
His warm smile was still creepy, but Cain smiled back and headed to Lauren's room. She waited naked.
Despite saying no, her pussy dripped wet. Anyone would think they'd already fucked once.