Chapter 89
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 89
Chapter Title: Degradation
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"The drugs are almost all used up, right?"
"Yeah, if I use them today, that'll be it."
"I see."
As I chatted idly with Tanya, we arrived at her house from the market before I knew it.
I followed her inside, opening the door. It was a bit later than Tanya's usual time to come home, so Roy had been pacing around the living room. He spotted us and flinched, his body trembling.
"O... C-Cain, come on in. Aren't you busy with exploring these days?"
"Nah, haven't been to the labyrinth. I'm recruiting new party members, so we'll start going properly again from next month."
"I see."
Roy's posture was a little hunched at first, but the moment he saw me, he got hard or something—his stance looked all weird.
What a fuss over a dick that's not even that big, even when erect.
"I ran into Cain on the way. What's up? Hehe, it's been a while since he came over, so I invited him for dinner and a drink. That's okay, right, honey?"
"Uh... y-yeah... h-huh..."
"Good boy. Wait just a sec?"
Pat pat!
"H-Hng!"
Tanya approached Roy and hugged him, lightly patting his butt, but his body shuddered violently.
"You two don't need to help—just hang out in the living room~"
Noticing Roy's state, Tanya flashed a slightly contemptuous smile as she brushed her hand over his crotch. I could see his pants get faintly wet.
Damn, his condition is worse than I thought—even fully sober, it's this bad?
Impressed by Tanya's handiwork, I sat on the living room sofa with Roy and chatted.
"Bro, you got a job, right?"
"Yeah, thanks to you, I landed a decent spot."
"What do you mean, thanks to me."
"Well..."
"You already paid me back with money for saving your life, and I've heard your thanks plenty of times. No need to bring it up again."
"Heh, you rascal..."
Even while lost in fantasies of maybe banging Tanya, and getting trained as her masochistic discard of a male, Roy still felt grateful toward me. Guy's got some guts.
"Working at a merchant guild—don't they have employee discounts or something?"
"Well... yeah, but the stuff they handle isn't top quality."
"Huh? Then why work there?"
"Places like that don't draw much attention..."
"Ah."
From the gist of his story, he'd joined some small-time black company equivalent. Honestly, it was too low-rent for Roy's skills.
He'd seemed like he'd taken an elite path back in his hometown, but this job was so crappy he had to hide his abilities just to cope.
Chose a shit-tier company to avoid his family's eyes, but being too competent would spread rumors.
"So I just did enough to match the others—enough to avoid getting bullied."
"Whoa... impressive."
"Explorers are the real big shots in the city anyway."
"Still, surviving without dying and finding a way to live—that's impressive in itself. Be proud, bro."
"Cain..."
Getting those touched eyes from another guy was... something.
We shared updates on our lives, with Tanya chiming in now and then while prepping food. It was the usual warm, lively chat until dinner was ready, and we headed to the table.
On the table was food very similar to Frank's set meal, a staple at my lodging.
"Oh? This is...?"
"Hehe, your lodging's signature dish, right?"
"Sure is—looks exactly the same."
"An auntie who used to work in old man Frank's kitchen taught me at our shop."
"Wonder if it tastes the same too—let's see."
Cube steaks cut to perfect bite sizes, mashed potatoes, bread from that famous bakery in the residential district, coleslaw, and corn soup.
Looked similar, smelled right too. I tried a piece of meat—taste was about 70% there.
"Whoa, for how long you've been learning to cook, you've improved tons, sis. You're marriage material now."
"Really? Hehe, how about a glass of wine?"
"Sounds good."
"Roy! Roy, you eat too."
"Yeah! Thanks for the meal, honey."
Like feeding a dog—making it wait patiently at the table—Roy started eating at Tanya's word, having stood there obediently.
"Lemme see... ah! Here it is."
Tanya pretended to hunt for the wine to buy time while dosing Roy's glass. Finally, she poured what seemed to be ours and handed Roy his first.
"Eat slowly, Roy~ Have some wine too."
"Got it, honey. Gulp!"
She'd said eat slow, but he lit up at the wine and downed it in one go.
Probably figured with me here at the drinking party, he could finally cum freely without nightmares. But tonight was different.
"Here~ Cain too... ahn!"
As Tanya came close to hand me my glass, I suddenly grabbed her ass hard. She yelped in surprise.
"Why?"
"N-Nothing! Hehe!"
Huff!
My hand kneaded Tanya's ass like dough, hidden by the table—Roy couldn't see, but from her reaction and my sly grin, he seemed to catch on. His face flushed redder by the second.
"Come on, sis, sit already. Let's eat."
"Yeah, coming~ I'll grab my glass and wine real quick."
And so we enjoyed a nice dinner with wine.
Tanya and I did most of the talking; Roy just reacted like a machine, chiming in. By the end of the somewhat awkward meal, Roy dozed off.
Thud!
"Falling asleep quicker than usual tonight?"
"Guess his stamina's worn from commuting to work lately. Even with the prosthetic, he hasn't gone out much. Falls asleep fast even without a handjob."
"Really?"
"Yeah! Master, kiss me quick..."
"Suck my dick instead."
"That works too! Hehe."
"I'll finish eating, so freshen your mouth."
"Yes~!"
Whoosh!
Roy had faceplanted onto the table asleep, but Tanya, knowing the drug's effects well, casually crawled under like it was routine and unzipped my pants.
"Haa... Master, you've been holding out too long... slurp!"
If I'd just ordered a blowjob, she might go hard like pounding Lauren's throat, so I said I was still eating and let her handle it.
Anywhere's fine for me, but Tanya—fallen for me—seeing only me had built up a lot. She took my dick deeper than usual.
Squelch! Squish!! Glurk!!!
"Guhk! Kkh! Kkh!! Guhk!!"
No matter how used to blowjobs or deepthroats, poking the uvula triggers that reflex gag.
Still, Tanya looked up at me like she'd waited for that slight pain, smiling with her eyes as she clenched her throat tight around my dick.
"Mmm... everything up and down here tastes good. Gonna cum."
Spurt!!! Spluuuurt!!!! Blorp!
"Gulp!! Glurk!! Glurk!!! Grrk...!"
I peeked under the table, stroked her head lightly, and came. Tanya deliberately left space between glans and uvula, catching the gushing load until her cheeks bulged.
She pulled out briefly, savoring the mouthful by chewing it slowly bit by bit—her body shivered each time her throat bobbed.
Then she opened wide, showing her clean mouth like reporting in, before taking me back for a tidy cleanup suck.
"Haa... Master's cum after so long... burp!!"
I patted the head of Tanya, who burped cum and winked cutely.
"Gotta go harder than usual tonight if we want to knock you up."
"Hehe..."
"Don't worry about weak seed—there's already a pregnant girl. Besides, weak seed's on his side anyway. Just look at the size..."
Tanya pointed at Roy and sneered at my words. Fair point—even cumming all night drugged, his output was less than my one load.
"So, wanna try something different from usual tonight?"
"For real?"
"Your training's ahead of schedule—might as well tonight."
"No way?"
"First, carry Roy to the bedroom, tidy up, then come to the master room."
"Yes!"
I hoisted Roy over my shoulder and headed to the bedroom.
While Tanya cleaned the table, I tossed him roughly on the bed and pondered our plan.
"I'm here, Master."
"Good work."
"What now?"
"First, take off his pants and give him a handjob."
"Huh? He's asleep."
"Just do it."
"O-okay..."
"Lay down a towel or something, you know."
"Yes!"
Tanya bustled about, prepping, then pulled off Roy's pants.
"Don't wanna see another guy's dick, so do it with his clothes on—just slip your hand in."
"Yes... oh?!"
"What?"
"Just touching it with my hand, and he's already blowing his load... wow, how pathetic is he?"
Tanya burst into disbelieving laughter the moment her hand went into his pants at my words. Fun reaction.
Her face said she hadn't realized her training had him this broken.
"He passed out without cumming much overnight, so milk him about four times."
"Yes!"
Tanya kept her hand in his waistband, flicking her wrist. Not even five minutes later, she looked back at me.
"M-Master? It's done."
"Huh? Already?"
"Yeah, way faster than when he's awake."
"Then keep going till almost nothing comes out, roll him face-down in the corner, and strip his pants and underwear."
"Yes~!"
About fifteen minutes after she resumed, Tanya turned to me again.
"M-Master? Now he's just trembling, nothing coming out."
"Good. Clean up and do as I said."
"Yes."
Tanya pulled out her hand, wiped it on the towel—the load was scant.
Shaking her head at it, she shoved Roy to the bed's edge, flipped him, and yanked off his pants and underwear.
Tanya had insisted on a king-size bed, so plenty of space left.
"What, not even that wet?"
"Always like this. One tissue handles it."
"So pathetic..."
"It's gotten less since starting his training."
"Huh."
With Roy's mess easily cleaned, I roughly explained to Tanya how we'd give him nightmares tonight.
Then I filled her pussy to the brim with cum before leaving the master room for the guest room.