Overconsumption (1)
I returned to Littleberry and went straight to Montblanc.
"I've brought you the head of the traitor, Kant."
"....."
Montblanc stared at Kant's pain-twisted head with a sour look on her face. The traitor who had been leaking her information to the Eagle—a rival within the organization—was dead, and yet she didn't look particularly pleased. She didn't even offer a single word of praise for a mission I had carried out so thoroughly.
What's her problem? Is she on her period or something?
"Alan."
"Yes, Lady Montblanc."
"When I gave you your orders, what did I tell you?"
"Pardon?"
What had Montblanc said again...?
"We're all gonna die at this rate?"
"What?"
"Ah—I'm sorry. I mean..."
"Haa... You don't remember."
"That's... I'm sorry."
I bowed my head as if I had no excuse in the world.
Did she say something else?
What Montblanc had told me then was to kill the traitor Kant Kepri. But that couldn't be what she was asking about. She must have said something besides commissioning the assassination.
The fuck did I do wrong, though? I killed Kant for sure. I did exactly what she told me to, so why the hell is she flipping out?
The scolding I was taking right now was completely unjust. I had done as I was told, and this was what I got in return.
Just you wait, you fucking bitch. I'm going to fuck every hole you've got—your mouth, your pussy, your ass, your earholes(?), your nostrils(?).
The humiliation I was swallowing now was something I would repay, thoroughly, in due time.
"Haa... Alan."
"Yes, Lady Montblanc."
Montblanc let out a sigh and spoke.
"I distinctly told you to deal with the traitor quickly, didn't I?"
"....."
She was doing this because I had killed Kant too late? You've got to be kidding me.
"Why do you think I sent you to Kenveli the moment you returned to Littleberry? I sent you to stop any more information from leaking because of that man. And yet our dear Alan... wasted time without grasping the gravity of the situation?"
"...I'm sorry."
"Of course you should be sorry. Thanks to the time you so generously wasted, more of our information was passed along."
"What? More information was leaked?"
"That's right."
When did he leak more info... ah, shit.
Kant had left for an extended period not long after I entered the sanctuary. He had probably handed over Montblanc's information then.
So this is the snowball that rolled from not following Kant that day?
If I had followed him then and dealt with him before he could pass anything on, I wouldn't be getting chewed out by Montblanc right now.
What a completely useless piece of shit.
Rage toward Kant—whom I had killed with my own hands—bloomed thick and fast. And at the same time, I was dumbfounded.
If it was that urgent, she could've just sent her own fairy, right?
Montblanc had plenty of fairies far stronger than I was. Zoldik, the fairy who always stood behind her—though he wasn't visible now—was vastly stronger than me. He could have dealt with someone like Kant in the blink of an eye.
She left her own fairies sitting around, sent me instead, and now she was giving me shit for it?
Grit. Just you wait, Montblanc.
I ground my teeth inwardly and swore that when I eventually turned Montblanc into a human toilet, I would repay today's grudge in full.
"I'm sorry, Lady Montblanc."
"Haa... Forget it. You did well enough. You can go now."
"...Yes."
I bowed my head and rose from my seat. Sleep on kindling, taste gall—wasn't that the saying? No matter how furious I was, I had to show Montblanc a submissive face for now.
"Alan!"
"Master!"
"Hiiing! Master, why'd you take so long! Oralisa thought she was gonna die from missing you!"
"You have endured much, Lord Alan."
"Everyone!"
The party welcomed me home after Montblanc had finished chewing me out. I caught Oralisa as she came running and threw herself into my arms first. She nuzzled her face into my chest as frantically as a pet reunited with its master after a long deployment.
Next I embraced Kanisia and Aquaril in turn, and shook hands with Abraham.
"Let's go inside."
I went into the mansion with the party and told them everything that had happened. Even while I was gone, they had diligently run dungeons on their own, and as a result they had all reached level 80.
"Really? You all worked hard."
"Please. It's what we always do. Even without our dear leader, we've still got work to do, right?"
Kanisia said it with a wink. While I was away, she had been the one leading the party—the vice-captain, so to speak. Besides me, she was the only other Master. Aquaril and Oralisa both knew that Kanisia and I were intimately involved, so they had followed her instructions well.
"...Hmm."
I studied Kanisia as she sat with her legs crossed. Even after having sex with eleven fairies at the sanctuary, looking at her like this still stirred something lustful in me. And besides—the women I had held until now had all been fairies, not Masters.
"Kanisia, are you busy right now?"
"Hm? No, why?"
"If you're not busy, want to come see me for a bit?"
"You're such a perv, I swear."
Reading the desire in my look, Kanisia let out a small laugh and stood up.
"Go wash up first. My room or yours?"
"Hmm... let's do my room."
I was planning to have sex with Aquaril and Oralisa tonight after I was done with Kanisia anyway, so I decided on my room. If the bed was going to get filthy with semen and love juices either way, dirtying just one bed meant less laundry.
"....."
"Hiiing! I wanna see Master too!"
When I chose Kanisia, Aquaril's expression darkened. Oralisa whined outright.
"Sorry. I'll see you tonight instead. Just hold on a little until then."
"Hiiing... okay, Master."
I stroked her cheek to soothe her, and Oralisa nodded even as she pouted. God, she was cute.
Leaving the fairies behind, I went upstairs with Kanisia.
"Kanisia. Want to shower together?"
"What? Why? I already washed this morning."
"Washing again would be nice, though."
"Heh. That impatient?"
"Yeah."
I nodded honestly at Kanisia, who let out a small laugh. Truthfully, I wanted to throw her down right then and bury my cock in that lewd pink pussy of hers.
"Such a baby, I swear. Fine, then."
"Thanks, Kanisia."
I put my hand on her shoulder and groped her breast. Even as I fondled her body however I pleased, she didn't push me away—she didn't seem to mind.
...Come to think of it.
As we pressed close together on the way to the room, I looked at her.
Similar height... similar breast size, too. Similar proportions as well.
Kanisia had a lot in common with Montblanc, who was destined to become a human toilet. Their faces and hair color were completely different, but their height and their breasts were similar.
Shaaaaaaa—!
Kanisia and I stepped into the bathroom and let the water pour over us from the shower. Her pink hair clung to her smooth skin like wet seaweed.
"Hm? I feel like you've gotten bigger?"
"Have I? I hadn't noticed."
"Hmmm... no, I think it's a little bigger than before."
She said it looking at my erect cock. Whether it had gotten bigger or not wasn't what mattered.
"Can I put it in now?"
"Already? Pfft! Aren't you being a little too impatient?"
"Doesn't it occur to you that it means I want you that badly?"
"What? Want me? I swear, you're hopeless."
Kanisia shook her head and put her hands against the wall, sticking her ass out. Doggy style was my favorite position.
Tzzuk—!
"Hngh! Haa... this feeling... I missed it so much."
When I pushed my cock in, her smooth back twitched. I grabbed her slender waist and started thrusting.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap—!
"Hahk! Ugh! Khh~! So good!"
As I began pistoning, Kanisia let out heated moans. Being in the bathroom, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh rang out lewdly and without shame. Continuing to thrust from behind, I leaned against her back and groped her breasts. Then, in a suggestive voice, I made her a proposition.
"Hey... Kanisia."
"Haa, haa... what?"
"Can I talk dirty while we do it?"
"Dirty talk? When have you ever not?"
She asked it back as if she couldn't believe I had even bothered. I did tend to curse when I got too excited during sex. But what I wanted today was something rougher than that.
"And I want to go a little harder today. That okay?"
"...How hard are we talking?"
"Hmm... pretty rough."
"Rough? Well, fine. Do whatever you want. Getting rough turns me on too."
Kanisia nodded at my proposal. I was grateful to her, and a little sorry.
"Then I'll start."
"Yeah... ugh?!"
I yanked her water-soaked pink hair like a pair of reins. Her head snapped back and her face twisted.
Smack—!
"Khh!"
I raised my hand high and brought it down on the round ass pressed against my hips. Then I started thrusting again.
"Hey, you fucking bitch!"
Smack—!
"Ugh!"
"You think you're so great? You're nothing but a pretty, sexy piece of ass!"
Smack—!
"Hngh!"
"In the end, your destiny is to be my cumdump! You fucking human toilet bitch!"
Smack—!
"Nngh!"
I rained curses on Kanisia as I spanked her ass. But the person I was cursing wasn't Kanisia. It was Montblanc. I felt bad for her, but right now I was imagining Montblanc.
"How long do you think you can keep giving me orders? Huh? A bitch who'll end up impaled on my cock, screaming—who the fuck do you think you are! You fucking bitch! You fucking bitch! You fucking bitch!"
"Ahhk! Nngh! Hnnnngh~!"
Her white ass turned red in no time. My handprints were branded crimson across her cheeks. Even so, I didn't stop spanking her.
"I'm cumming! Take every last drop of my cum into your womb, you toilet bitch...!"
"Nnnnnngh!"
I yanked the hair in my fist tight and poured my semen out just like that. My cum shot toward Kanisia's womb with enough force to impregnate her.
"Haa... haa... haang..."
Kanisia collapsed to the floor, climaxing. My still-ejaculating cock slipped out of her pussy, and semen smeared across her pink hair.
"The hell are you collapsing for already? We're nowhere near done!"
"Wait, Alan. Just let me rest a little..."
"Rest? Rest my ass! Spread your legs right now, you fucking bitch!"
"No, this is... nngh!"
I laid Kanisia in the bathtub and shoved my cock right back into her pussy, which was still leaking semen.
Smack—!
"Haaaaaah!"
"Die impaled on my cock, you toilet bitch...!"
"Aaaaah!"
This time I slapped her breasts as I thrust.
Someday... I'll do it just like this, for real.
I burned with rage and lust toward Montblanc.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap—!
"Aaang~! So good, Master!"
"Aaaah... Master... nngh..."
I had enjoyed a violent round of sex with Kanisia during the day. And the moment night fell, I dragged Aquaril and Oralisa into my bed for a sloppy threesome.
My cock plunged in and out of Oralisa's tiny pussy as she lay on the bed. At the same time, I groped Aquaril's breasts beside me and kissed her.
"Haa... Master..."
"Open your mouth."
"Yes..."
Aquaril opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. I let my saliva drip onto it. She swallowed what I had given her as if it tasted good.
...Not enough.
Aquaril and Oralisa. Both of them were fairies far too good for me, and I had never once felt unsatisfied having sex with them.
Not enough.
But today, of all days, I felt a fierce thirst. Was it because I had held eleven fairies? Somehow the thought that something was lacking, that something was missing, would not leave my head.
No. That's not it.
It wasn't because I hadn't had enough women take my cock. There was another reason I felt this lack.
...Blood.
Something that had happened not long ago surfaced in my mind. When I had shoved my cock into Heni's pussy in front of the wailing Kant—the moment her hymen tore, and I watched the blood trickle down her white thigh—that scene kept replaying.
I want to see blood.
As I had said before, I wasn't the type to obsess over virgins. But having already seen blood flowing from a pussy once, I wanted to feel again the pleasure and the sense of conquest I had felt when I broke Heni's hymen.