Chapter 73: The Dairy Cow Sword Queen (1)
Chapter 73: The Dairy Cow Sword Queen (1)
Wouldn't a plain cow-print bikini be a little boring? So I ordered a special cow-pattern cheongsam, with no fabric over the breasts.
I remember when I put in the order.
〔What did you say? You want me to make such a vulgar garment? I absolutely refuse! You'll have to beat me to death first!〕
〔Is there really no way?〕
〔No! I cannot use the sewing machine handed down by my ancestors, generation after generation, to make something so indecent!〕
So I gave her a pouch filled with gold.
〔I'm sure my ancestors would approve of pioneering a new culture. I'll do my very best, honored customer.〕
〔Thank you.〕
When I placed the custom order, the seamstress said she couldn't bring herself to set aside her pride and make such a vulgar garment—but gold knew the answer.
The material alone was Shu Brocade, the finest silk produced in Sichuan Province, and even the dye was extravagantly expensive. But when I shoved enough money at the seamstress to open another shop, she went from treating me like a depraved customer to treating me like a VIP in the blink of an eye.
I would've done the same, so I couldn't fault her for changing her attitude.
And whether she'd done her very best, just as she'd promised or not, the impact of Seol Yu-ran wearing the cow-pattern cheongsam was tremendous.
"D-Doesn't it look strange?"
Only her breasts were left uncovered by fabric, revealing the spotted undergarment beneath. Her breasts were so enormous they defied all standard measurements, and more than half of them were exposed; even the bell-less collar hanging from the leather strap around her neck gave her the unmistakable air of real livestock. The detachable horns, ears, and tail lent her an inhuman allure. On top of that, the mother of a child was embarrassed, so she supported her breasts with one hand while tightly clutching the front of her skirt with the other. The intimate glimpse of her cow-patterned underwear beneath it only made the suggestive exposure all the more arousing. It was the very height of vulgarity. Even a courtesan who sold her body for money would be horrified and run away if someone asked her to dress like this—a truly awe-inspiring level of depravity. If the women of the North Sea Ice Palace saw this, wouldn't they try to kill me? No, perhaps they'd be so captivated by my King Cock that they'd put on the same outfit and volunteer to serve as my maids.
"It doesn't look strange. Not at all. If anyone looks at you, Master, and says you look strange, it's because there's something wrong with their eyes."
"...You really think so?"
Seol Yu-ran asked again, unable to hide her unease.
"Is an older woman like me really desirable, even when I'm not just being shameless but outright indecent?"
"It's true that an older woman putting on an outfit like that because she wants to get it on with her young disciple does seem shameless, if not outright indecent."
"Hhick?!"
She looked as though she'd taken a blow to the heart; now she seemed on the verge of tears. Before she could start crying, I approached her, took both her hands, and made her grip my erect cock through my trousers. It wasn't merely hard—it was so heated it seemed to be burning, and looked as if it might set a new record for maximum size. Perhaps she noticed that it was just a little larger than when I was fully erect, because her expression turned peculiar. Meanwhile, I threw off my clothes and stood naked. When I made her hold my bare cock, the heat must have been unmistakable, because her grip tightened slightly. I slowly began to back away, and she followed without even realizing it, unwilling to let go of my cock. When I flopped down onto the bed, Seol Yu-ran followed me all the way there. Flustered and unsure what she ought to do, she climbed on top of me anyway.
"Do I still look like I don't like it?"
"Certainly... You do seem to like it. You've grown so hot and hard, and your pulse is different from usual."
"Your disciple likes you—"
I took one of her watermelon-sized breasts in each hand and fondled them like toys.
"Your shameless Master, who's old enough to be getting on in years and still puts on an outfit like this because she wants to get it on with her young disciple—I like you. This disciple is very happy to take a Master like that as his wife, just as befits the Lust Demon."
"To say something so embarrassing without batting an eye..."
"What's wrong with it? What do you think is wrong with me liking a Master who devotes herself to a man like me? I'm simply being honest about my own desires and feelings. I like you, Master."
I raised my upper body. When I came suddenly close, she was startled, so I held her and stroked her back. Pressed chest to chest, our foreheads touching, we were so close I could stare straight into her exotic blue eyes.
"You like me too, don't you, Master? Or am I wrong?"
"...Tell me what you like about this old Master of yours. If you don't, I'll sulk for the rest of the day."
"Hmm."
What was it I liked about her? I let go of her and put a little distance between us.
"Maybe it's the ideal figure of a mature woman. If Chi-chi is beautiful like a statue with artistic proportions, then you have the charm of a woman who's been devoted to her home. I like all of it: these Big Mommy Boobs of yours, so large they sag just a little, and even the slight bit of extra flesh around your waist that's accumulated over the years."
"It's a little creepy to hear that you like my extra flesh."
"It just means that you're attractive as a married woman and as a mother."
"...You really mean it, don't you?"
She stared intently into my eyes, but perhaps she couldn't read the truth there. Only after lowering her gaze to my King Cock, which looked ready to break through the limits of its full erection, did she nod in acceptance.
Had my identity always been in my cock?
I hadn't even done any particular caressing, but pre-ejaculate was already trickling down my shaft. It was proof that anyone could see I was at the very peak of arousal. Seol Yu-ran's eyes grew moist. A mother's ripe sensuality poured out of her. There was a hint of decadence to her, yet it blended with the fresh feeling of a good wife and mother, completing her bewitching appearance. From her eyes to the slightest gesture of her hands, everything about her seemed steeped in coquettish charm. It had been like this when her pent-up frustration finally burst, but with sincere affection added to the mix, she gave off a kind of sensuality different from Chi-chi's.
"Today..."
"I'll obediently do everything my beloved disciple tells me to."
The married woman, now brimming with yin energy, let her tongue flick over her lips. "What should I do first?"
"First, take off your underwear. Leave your clothes on."
"Hoooo. That's the sort of request I'd expect from a perverted disciple. But if it's a request from my beloved disciple, I suppose I have no choice."
Her underwear really was little more than a cover for her genitals. Apart from that, it was held in place with thin strings. That didn't mean I had to worry about them snapping if she moved too roughly, though. I'd asked for the strings to be woven with a little Heavenly Silk, which had excellent elasticity, just in case.
Rustle. Slip.
Once Seol Yu-ran had taken off both her top and bottom underwear, I sent her instructions for what to do next through Voice Transmission. She shot me a slight sideways glance, then neatly folded her underwear and set it beside her. Facing me, she lowered herself onto all fours—a position commonly known as the "dogeza" pose. With her forehead pressed against the bed and the back of her head facing me, Seol Yu-ran began to say what I'd told her to.
"Please fuck me, your milk-cow master, who from today onward will officially serve as a vessel for storing her disciple's semen."
My erect cock was growing so stiff it was starting to hurt a little, but I deliberately kept up my mischievous attitude.
"Hmm. That's not quite enough, Master. For now, just raise your upper body."
She was a good Dairy Cow Sword Queen, obediently doing as she was told. As she lifted her upper body, her Big Mommy Boobs bounced, proudly displaying their imposing presence. Their slight sag made them seem all the more alluring, steeped in the charm of a married woman, and it turned me on even more.
I reached out both hands, which were enormous, and pinched the buds—ordinary in size compared to all that fat—with my index fingers.
"Mmmh."
"I've always thought this, Master, but you seem awfully sensitive for someone with such big breasts. Is it because the Ice Crystal turned you into someone who produces breast milk?"
"I-I suppose... that's it. I think I heard that women of the North Sea were all... sensitive there, so... Ahhh."
As I held her nipples and gently rolled them from side to side, a breathless moan escaped her lips as she shivered with pleasure. Her hips twitched slightly. She seemed to want to arch her back like a bow. She wanted to come from having her pussy played with, but apparently thought it would be a waste to climax just from having her breasts touched. It seemed we'd both suffer if things went on like this, so I decided to let her come once—
"Crunch."
"Kyah!"
I brought her nipples together in the center and gave them a light bite. I rolled both of them between my teeth, crunching away as though I were chewing cartilage in my mouth. Having come from nipple-play alone, Seol Yu-ran trembled her eyelashes, yet perhaps some unconscious part of her thought she had to do something about her breasts: she crossed her arms by herself and lifted them from underneath.
Thanks to that, her baby-feeding boobs were offered up in an easy-to-grab position. I took hold of them with both hands and set to work with my tongue. I licked the nipple in my mouth frantically with the tip of my tongue.
"P-please stop...! Ahhh!"
Only after making her climax one more time did I release my hostage, her nipple. I looked at Seol Yu-ran, who was panting, her eyes slightly unfocused. She was already like this just from having her breasts touched. Wasn't it only right for the epithet Dairy Cow Sword Queen to spread far and wide across the Central Plains?
I slipped a hand beneath her skirt and swept it across her crotch once. As expected, my hand came away drenched in pussy juices. I pressed my index finger and thumb together, then pulled them apart. Her juices stretched between them in a sticky strand. Seol Yu-ran's face reddened at the sight of her own juices dangling right in front of her. Her restless demeanor made it seem as though her patience was nearing its limit.
"Disciple, don't you think it's about time you fucked your master? I did everything you told me to. Please?"
"Calm down. I'll fuck you soon."
My fingers, slick with her juices, traveled down the small of her back and onto her buttocks.
"Squish."
"Ah! Th-there—!"
"Today, I want to put it in a different hole. That useless back hole... You'll give it to your disciple, won't you?"
Thanks to her juices, my index finger slid in quite smoothly as I probed around her anus. It seemed the repeated attention I'd paid it during our nights in bed had paid off. I'd only put in one knuckle, but there was scarcely any resistance. That made me think I'd be able to claim the Sword Queen's asshole today.
"Ah... Why do you like such a filthy hole so much?"
"Of course I can't help liking it."
Smack.
Perhaps because she'd given birth, her ass was plump and soft.
"It's a hole that lets me monopolize my beloved master's first time. How could I not like it?"
"...First time?"
"Yes."
Perhaps she was too dazed from her nipple-induced climax to understand. As I gently stroked the mound of her pussy with my palm, I patiently explained.
"Your pussy virginity was taken by that pathetic male, but—"
I showed my possessiveness by carefully rubbing around inside her with the finger I'd put in her ass.
"I mean, this anal virginity is still unexplored territory."
"My first time with my disciple......"
"Yes. This is the hole that will be the site of our first time together, Master. Doesn't that sound wonderful?"
She had been staring blankly, as though entranced by something, but—
"It does."
She slowly nodded.