Mercenary: Derick Walker — Arme's Oath

Breaking Arme hadn't taken as long as I'd expected — nor had it been particularly short. For someone who'd pored over every last scrap the original game and its setting materials had to offer about her, finding the cracks in Arme's heart was child's play. So this was the power of information. And the moment I brought her to heel, the house cleaning was finally done as well.

Luna had inspected every corner with painstaking care; there wouldn't be a single cockroach spawn left alive. I led Luna, Sera, and Arme back home, and set about preparing the ceremony I'd been waiting for.

"Ugh... this is so fucking embarrassing. Do I really have to do this?"

Arme couldn't hide a face gone as red as a ripe persimmon. For her, covering her pussy and her chest would take priority over hiding her face. She'd bared herself in front of me plenty of times already, but today's outfit was something special.

A choker with a little bell hung around her neck, and black fishnet stockings sheathed her legs. The bra and panties had holes cut over every important part — a design that offered her sex no protection whatsoever. This wasn't underwear meant to be worn. It was underwear meant to be taken off. Black fabric, piled with filthy lace.

Her purple bob was adorned with ornaments, a beautiful flower-shaped hairpin among them. All of it gold. Not plated — real gold. This was Arme's one and only commemorative ceremony, and I hadn't skimped on a thing.

Luna and Sera had cleaned her up and dressed her with care. In this moment, Arme had become a fantastical gift, prepared for me alone. The thought of it thrilled me to no end.

Arme had submitted. Proud as bamboo, sharp as a stray cat, cunning as a brothel's midnight guest — and she had bowed her head beneath me. She'd realized she needed my power to achieve her own goals, and she'd acknowledged that I was the Hero of the Sun. But I intended to take her body and devour it as I pleased, so that I could claim her heart with even greater certainty.

"Don't be embarrassed. We're wearing the same thing~"

Sera said it with a cute little hop. She was right — Luna and Sera were dressed identically.

"The material of this undergarment is most unusual. I should like to see the artisan who crafted it. Does the Magic Tower carry such things?"

Luna seemed fascinated by the finely made lingerie. The underwear I'd put them in had been brought over from the real world. No matter how far this world's magical engineering had advanced, it still couldn't match Earth's industry. There were a few fields where this world surpassed reality, of course — but those were vanishingly rare, and when it came to sex goods, Earth held a decisive lead.

"Ugh...! Master's maids don't have a shred of shame, do they. How the hell did you brainwash them?"

"Hmm~? Once Arme takes Master's cock, you'll forget all about shame too. When Master's thing is inside me, all I can feel is pleasure. Everything else just... becomes trivial."

Sera said something terrifying with a smile like an angel's. She wasn't wrong. The power of Power of Sex was absolute. If anyone out there could endure the pleasure it delivered, I would gladly give them a round of applause.

"They're completely under his spell..."

The three women climbed onto the bed together. Luna on the left, Arme in the center, Sera on the right. Arme was today's star, but it was a special day for Luna and Sera as well — the day I would take both ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of their anal virginities.

"I am most excited. To be able to offer my anus to Master... it feels as though this entire body has become Master's property, and that brings me joy."

Luna, who had first given herself to me for the sake of a personal vengeance, had somewhere along the way become a slave to the pleasure I gave her. Of course, she had not forgotten the revenge carved into her soul. Not for a moment.

"Luna even has a slave contract proving she belongs to Master. Ahh~ maybe I should just go all the way and become Master's slave too while we're at it?"

Sera seemed quietly envious of Luna's status. Luna was my slave in the official sense — which is to say, my property. Unlike Sera, whose relationship with me was technically one of employment, Luna belonged to me entirely.

"Buhihit! In that case, I suppose I ought to make Sera my slave too, while we're at it. I'll carve the proof of it into every last corner of your body!"

"Ahnngh~! I'm so happy. Are you going to put piercings on me like some cheap sex slave? Or a tattoo? Or are you going to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pump me full of your seed and give me a baby?"

The official mark of slavery was the slave document. Separate from that, however, many masters had piercings put in or tattoos inked to mark their slaves beyond any doubt. When I'd purchased Luna, piercings and tattoos had been available as optional extras.

"Sera. I have said this more than once: pregnancy is mine first. I may be Master's tool, but I will not yield the right to be the first to carry Master's child."

Luna's voice was uncharacteristically sharp. Her tone was always clear and clean, with a faintly cold edge — but it was never like this. Some kind of pact must have been struck between Luna and Sera without my knowledge. Insisting on being the first to receive my child... it was such a Luna thing to think of that I almost laughed.

"Of course. Obviously after Luna gets pregnant. I want to get pregnant soon too... but if I do, does that mean I can't have sex with Master until the baby comes? I don't want that either..."

Sera sank into a happy little dilemma all by herself. Watching the scene unfold, Arme turned a look of pure disbelief on me. From her perspective, what was playing out in front of her eyes couldn't possibly be real.

"I'd heard beastfolk were dumb as hell, but I didn't think it was this bad. Master. Am I going to end up like that too?"

"Who knows? I have no idea what you'll become. That's what makes me want to watch."

"Ugh... What the hell are you pulling? Are you using drugs or something? I don't want that."

"Relax. I don't use drugs. I only use this."

I stripped off the underwear I'd been wearing. My cock — already straining against the fabric like an azure dragon — sprang fully upright at the sight of three beautiful women in the nude. The most honest part of me. Arme had seen it plenty of times already, but she still didn't seem used to it. She flicked her gaze away.

"It's still fucking huge no matter how many times I look at it."

"Arme. You haven't forgotten what I told you yesterday, have you? For the record — if you don't do this properly today, you'll be taking a walk without any disguise items this time."

"Th-that's not happening! That's insane..."

"You think I wouldn't?"

"No. If it's you, Master, you'd do it like it was nothing... That's what makes it scarier."

She closed her eyes for a moment and replayed the orders I'd given her yesterday. Her face flushed as red as a ripe persimmon all over again. Could she actually pull all of it off? I was rather curious myself.

"Then let's begin."

"Ugh... A guy like this is ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the Hero of the Sun? That's just... that's just not possible..."

She said it — and then followed my orders to the letter. On the bed, she looked up at me and lowered her body with perfect form. Kneeling, both hands planted flat against the mattress, she bowed her head until her forehead touched the sheets. A naked dogeza. The posture of total defeat.

We'd barely started, and already Arme's pussy was twitching, the lips fluttering open and shut. I'd noticed it during the torture: Arme had a quiet masochistic streak. She wasn't as blatant about it as Sujin or Yeonji or Sera, but there was no question that she got sexually aroused by being degraded. The fact that she knew it herself and tried to hide the excitement — that was the hottest part.

She somehow managed to recite the declaration I'd ordered. A humiliating vow designed to shatter the human being named Arme down to the last fragment of her personality. That flushed red face of hers was a feast.

"Nngh... there. Happy? Happy now? This is so fucking embarrassing! What the hell even is an onahole? I can tell it's some perverted shit, at least."

"Buhihit! It means a masturbation toy. A profession that suits you perfectly, Arme."

"God... a guy like this is a Hero. The continent is definitely going to fall."

"And yet here you are, inner lips flapping, all worked up. Takes one to know one."

The mouth of Arme's pussy trembled, fluttering like the wings of a kite just taking flight. Proof that the past week's training hadn't been wasted. She was already deep in a state of arousal. I set my foot on her head and pressed down — not with any real weight. Stepping on her head was a symbolic gesture.

"Right. Next."

"Nngh...! Then, as proof of my vow, I offer the virginity of my pussy and my... my... asshole. Please enjoy them to your heart's content."

The instant the words left her mouth, Luna and Sera each took hold of one of Arme's ass cheeks — left and right — and pulled them apart as if sliding open a pair of doors. Arme's rear was as flat as her meager chest.

Compared to Sera's full-blown dynamite body, it was almost pitiful. Sera looked like it would be a logistical problem just walking around with two moons hanging off her; Arme's figure, by contrast, was extremely well-suited to a thief. As a woman, though... well. I was a gourmet with merciful tastes, so it wasn't a problem.

The flesh that split open like a cracked watermelon was beautiful. That pink pussy had already finished preparing to receive a guest. Sticky fluid welled out of her without pause. I swiped a finger through it.

"Fine love juice. About a B+. Strive toward an A."

"You... perverted bastard."

I gave her bare ass a sharp smack. Arme's body jerked in response.

"Time for a taste."

I seized her hips with both hands the way you'd grab a motorcycle's handlebars, bent my knees ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠slightly, and closed the distance. A perfectly orthodox rear-entry stance. To have her first time in doggy style... Arme was going to become a sex addict, no question. You could thrust hard from behind, which made it easy for a woman to feel it.

"Here I go!"

Foreplay was unnecessary. A skating rink had already opened for business between her legs. I drove my cock into her pussy in one powerful stroke.

Schlckkk—!

"Nngh...! Nnhaaaaaah~!"

Too easy. Was this really a virgin pussy? Arme's cunt took me in as simply as if it had been waiting for my cock since a hundred thousand years ago. That didn't mean it was loose — far from it. If anything, it clamped down on me harder than Luna's. The virgin blood running down my shaft and the tightness of her grip left no doubt that it was a virgin pussy. It had simply been waiting for me so desperately that it swallowed me to the hilt. Then again, I'd spent a week sexually torturing her and winding her body up to a fever pitch, so it wasn't that strange.

"This is... a cock~♥ This doesn't... this doesn't make any sense~♥ Fuck~♥ I'm gonna die~♥ Hyaaaaang~!"

"Making a bitch-in-heat face the second it goes in... what incredible talent."

Sera looked at Arme with something like envy as she said it. I agreed. Were all the heroines of Solari World like this?

No. It was my ability that was extraordinary. When it came to sex, there was no one who could beat me. In any worldline, I suspected it would be the same. Reality included. The Unix Cube was truly the stuff of legend. And I was a god.

Wine pools and forests of flesh. That was my dream. I hadn't the slightest interest in world peace, or in making a name for myself as some kind of sage. What I needed was women and pleasure. In reality and in every other worldline, I would devour every beautiful woman I could find and build a harem of my own. And if I did that... wouldn't world peace take care of itself?

"Kyaaaa~♥ Foul! Foul! This is a fucking cheat~! Shiiiiiit~!"

Arme.

That mouth of hers really was filthy. But that, too, was part of the charm.