Slave Merchant: Derick Walker-6

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

I snapped my hips and drank in the silken give of her flesh, pouring out every last scrap of lust I had been holding back until nothing remained. My body might have been plump as a hog, but my stats still sat well above those of an ordinary adult man. The woman taking the full brunt of that desire let out a voice so sweet it seemed ready to burst, her body bouncing with every thrust.

"Hauu...! Hauuut...! Haaaang...♪ My body's going all buzzy and weeeird...! Mommyyy...♬"

Watching a grown woman call for her mommy with her eyes rolled back was quite the picture. The exquisite pleasure wrapping my glans had me humming along without even thinking. Her technique was worthy of a brothel ace, but the tightness left something to be desired. Compared to Sujin, her pussy only clenched at about seventy percent of the force. That said, skill of an ace's caliber more than made up for the shortfall. My cock melted like midsummer soft-serve. After so much pent-up frustration from slave life, I felt like I could have come from a knothole in a tree.

"Slurp, slurp, slurrp, slurp, chup... hueeh.... I've never seen Rie pass out like that. You're incredibly skilled, my lord."

The blonde woman diligently sucking my balls from below smiled up at me, bewitching. The beauty mark at the corner of her eye lent that smile a decadent, dirty heat. I smacked her plump ass. That chewy, rice-cake spring of it was absolutely killer — perfect in the hand.

"Buhiihit! This cock of Lord Derick Walker's is a treasure without equal under heaven. Ram this into any woman and she won't be able to twitch. Even a queen would squeal like a whore with this buried in her."

In a place this crude, trash-talking the crown was half the fun. I spat the filth in a haughty merchant's cadence, and Raia — the ace courtesan still working my balls — let out a throaty little kukuku at the boast. I lifted my hips slightly.

"Don't just suck my balls. Lick my asshole too. That tongue of yours is wasted on balls alone."

"Yeees~ Fufu. So you appreciate my tongue work too, my lord. There are so many noble gentlemen who can't forget it and come all the way outside the walls."

Raia started on my asshole without a moment's hesitation. That professional spirit, worthy of an ace courtesan, had me clicking my tongue in spite of myself. Her claim that plenty of nobles couldn't forget that tongue was no empty boast. It felt exactly like a tentacle tickling my hole — and it was never merely ticklish. That warm, wet tongue circled my rim and worked the membrane until pleasure hazed my vision. Not to be outdone, Rie pressed herself even tighter against me and demanded my mouth.

"Hnnngh~! Hnngh~! Hnnnngh~♥ My looord! A kiss...! Kiss me!"

Our lips collided. A filthy, vulgar kiss for pleasure and nothing else, all crude wet sounds as our tongues latched on like suction cups and drank deep. I gripped her moon-round ass with both hands, spread her cheeks wide, and teased the wrinkled hole with my fingers. Rie's body jerked, but she made no move to stop me. The surprise was from the sudden touch, not from any sense that a taboo had been broken.

Creeeak!

"Oh my~ The mood's already nicely ripened."

The door opened and another ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠person stepped in: the madam of this brothel. Her face carried a faint trace of wrinkles, but her figure hadn't died at all, which was why I had specifically requested her. I had figured that enjoying a well-aged wine might be worthwhile in its own right. Though she had retired from active duty, she still personally attended distinguished guests when they came calling — and I counted among them. A state-certified slave merchant was a prestigious status, free to come and go between the inside and outside of Tellibai's walls as he pleased.

"I've only come twice. Madam. Mind if I use these girls' assholes?"

"Of course. I had them both given an enema before I sent them in. As for my own asshole, though... it's lost some of its elasticity with age, I'm afraid."

"Buhiihit~! Not even the pussy — you're telling me the asshole's lost its snap? They work you that rough back in your prime?"

"There was a particular noble gentleman who was rather fond of that. He used to put large objects inside me himself. Thanks to that..."

The madam turned and bent at the waist, presenting her nether regions. She wore a small negligee on top and nothing at all below, so her pussy and anus were fully on display. An anal plug set with a purple crystal was sealing her hole tight.

"It's stretched quite a bit, so I have to keep it plugged like this. I doubt an ordinary cock could fill a hole this open, you know?"

"Hmm. I'm fairly confident when it comes to size. How about this?"

I pushed aside Rie, who had been bouncing her hips like mad on top of me. The madam's eyes changed the instant she saw my cock, still glistening with Rie's juices — all that imposing size and beautiful shape. A cock with an artwork's perfect form and that kind of girth had a magnetism that snared a woman's gaze on the spot. Nothing quite restores a man's pride like his cock. Watching her marvel at mine already felt like I had conquered her.

"It's been a while since I've seen one of this size. Large enough that I could take the seal off..."

She grimaced briefly, then with a thick plop the anal plug dropped out from between her cheeks; she had pushed it free with her sphincter. True to her word, the hole was gaped wide enough to take four fingers easily. Leaving behind Rie, who was staring at my cock with a pitiful, craving look, and Raia, who was still desperately licking my ass, I went to the madam and seized her from behind like a beast.

"Kyaah~ I'm not running away~ Eat slowly so you don't overindulge~!"

Hearing the madam purr in that girlish, coquettish voice made my cock swell even harder. She had been retired from active duty for a long time, but she still took clients on occasion, so her skills seemed intact. The position I would take her in was already ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠decided.

Doggy style. I couldn't think of a better way to pound that gaped hole. Anal in that position was quietly difficult for a beginner, but a woman this thoroughly broken-in would have no trouble at all.

"Rie, Raia. Don't just stand there staring. Attend to the gentleman's anus and his balls, would you?"

The madam issued the order with practiced ease. Rie and Raia came over as I pistoned the madam's ass and started sucking my hole and my heavy balls. I wasn't joking — my cock felt like it was on fire. The pleasure wrapping my body was almost more than I could take. I shoved myself into the madam's asshole and groped her breasts. Time, it seemed, was a limit even she couldn't beat; the spring in her tits had faded a little. She seemed to notice I had noticed, and spoke in an embarrassed voice mixed with moans.

"Nnh...! Sorry...! They're a bit... soft, aren't they...! Nnh...!"

"Can't be helped. Shame. If I'd shown up ten years earlier, I could've fucked a firm, springy madam to my heart's content."

"Nnhhh...! But...! My technique has improved...! Hnnnnh...!"

"Hmm. For all that talk, you don't seem to be doing much of anything. Even the madam is just a woman, I see. Stick my cock in her and she can't move a muscle."

Of course, that was the Power of Sex at work. But that was my power too. I snapped my hips with a groan. The madam's drawn-out moans became something like screams, and I could feel her reason slipping away. After that, I came twice more in each of them — the madam, Rie, and Raia.

I took lodgings at a high-class inn and spent a week punching the clock at the brothel. I needed to loosen up before a rough start. There would be plenty of hard work ahead, so managing the stress in advance was the wise move. Of course, that was the refined way of putting it. In short, I was blowing off accumulated lust. And working it off this way came with a side benefit: stat growth. Thanks to the Power of Sex, just having sex raised my stats. A week of diligent fucking had given them a modest bump.

Strength and Agility had each gone up by one. More important than that, though, was the Synchronization Rate jumping ten percent. With the rate up, my stats rose automatically as well. Right now they sat at forty percent of their original values. I still couldn't use even half of my true power, but it was decent progress. My stamina was growing by the day — Rie and Raia alone couldn't handle it anymore, so on the last day I called in all five of the brothel's aces for an orgy.

After ending that dreamlike week of sex, I finally entered the inner walls. Crossing inside meant I was ready to properly advance the story. Of course, that did not mean I was giving up sex entirely. A man can't live on work alone.

Inside the walls, every inn was high-class. Even the most expensive lodging outside was cheaper than the cheapest one in here. This place was nothing but nobles, great merchants, and other people with money, and inn rates easily exceeded ten times what they were beyond the stockade. Outside, even a high-class inn ran about one silver a day. Here, ten silver was the baseline, and the really expensive houses went for one gold a day. A single gold coin was a fortune a commoner could barely scrape together with half a year's labor.

I took a room at a one-gold inn. At this point, that kind of expense didn't even register as a burden. Having money — and with it, no limits on what I could do — felt wonderful. But killing the Demon King would take more than what I currently had. I needed to grow my fortune somehow, and I already had a plan for that in my head.

Right now, though, there was something more important than making money: recruiting companions. Companions were essential for killing the Demon King. In the original game, the protagonist built his own party, and assembling that party itself made up a substantial portion of Solari World's chapters. Defeating the Demon King wasn't just about the Demon King himself — you had to face his entire faction.

Naturally, the companions had to be excellent. A companion who wasn't excellent was nothing but dead weight. Which ones you recruited depended on your playstyle. The details might differ, but the broad framework was the same. Countless players of Solari World had, through countless playthroughs, discovered the most efficient companion ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠combinations, so the foundation of most strategy guides was more or less identical. Of course, a few degenerate playthroughs cleared the game with off-meta combinations.

I already knew which characters had outstanding growth caps, so I had no hesitation about who to choose. The problem was how to recruit them. In the original game, following the story's flow naturally brought opportunities to bring companions on board. But I was already badly twisted off the original's early path. The fate of the protagonist Jin and the fate of the slave merchant Derick Walker had moved in different directions. Recruiting companions would require methods unique to Derick Walker, slave merchant.

In the original, the player could freely choose companions, but there were also companions you had to take. More precisely, there were characters who joined the party automatically even if the player never chose them, as a matter of story. Strategy cafes lumped these characters together and called them the Hero Party, and honestly, if you had the Hero Party, you didn't need any of the miscellaneous companions. The extras just ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠siphoned party EXP and became obstacles to growth, so advanced strategy guides recommended seeing the ending with the Hero Party alone.

The Hero Party consisted of five people including the protagonist: the protagonist Jin, the mage Vandal, the warrior Reina, the archer Hors, and the thief Arme. Jin, Vandal, and Hors were men; Reina and Arme were women. Those five were the first-playthrough Hero Party. And there was one more hidden companion — a character you couldn't see on the first playthrough, but one you absolutely had to recruit to clear the True Ending on a second run. She would be the first companion I took. I set out to find her.

The place I arrived at was a large five-story building. Aside from a few guild headquarters, buildings of this scale were uncommon even inside the walls. I presented my Status Plaque and residence permit to the guards at the entrance and walked in with my head high. This was Tellibai's high-class slave exchange.