Chapter 658
Chapter 658
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 658
Chapter Title: Reborn as the Plum Blossom Sword Master in a Count's Family
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I pulled Katia into a deep embrace. Her back pressed against my torso. With one hand, I spread her thighs apart.
"Katia. I'm giving you a chance."
I took off my pants and pulled out my cock. The erect shaft bobbed against her drenched pussy.
"A chance for Diona to rise again. You know what you need to do, right?"
"……."
Katia glanced at Diona. A glimmer of hope pierced through the despair on Diona's face. Still on her knees, Diona bowed her head—not to me, but to her maid, Katia.
"Katia! Please! I'm begging you! Just once! Help me this one time! I can't... I can't fall apart like this! Help me, Katia!"
I hadn't expected her to say something like that. Diona. On the surface, I'd thought she outshone Jerdin... but now I saw she was just as pathetic as him.
"Is that really true...?"
Katia said.
"Baron. Do you really mean you're giving her a chance?"
She was speaking to me, not Diona.
"I swear it. Depending on what you do, Diona will either become a demon contractor... or just an ordinary noble lady."
"...I'll do it."
Katia rose up. She squatted over me. I supported her body with both hands. The tip of my glans touched her pussy. Her breathing sounded especially loud.
"Thank you! Thank you, Katia!"
Come to think of it, Jerdin had that loyal knight, Berol. It seemed the siblings had some luck with people after all.
"Haa... haa... haaaah!"
Katia's hips lowered. Her virgin pussy swallowed my cock. A metallic scent of blood filled the air. Hot liquid trickled down my shaft.
I gripped her waist and thrust up and down with force. Katia bobbed in rhythm with my hands.
"Hng... ahk... haaak..."
"You're doing great. Your pussy's so tight and grippy—I love it."
"Haa... ahng."
Katia's moans were growing sweeter by the second. The effect of Sexual Sensitivity Boost. Her pussy started getting slicker, and instead of virgin blood, her juices dripped down my cock in sticky drops.
"Ahng! Aahng! Ahng!"
She leaned her full weight back against me. I was the one moving her hips. She was making faint movements of her own, but they meant nothing. With both hands, I fondled her soft, yielding breasts and licked her nape. It tasted salty.
"……."
Gulp.
Diona, kneeling on the floor and watching us, swallowed hard. At first, she could barely look, but now she was staring openly. It started right when Katia's moans turned sweet.
"Haaaang!"
Katia convulsed like she was having a seizure. I held her tight without letting go. Her hips snapped up, then slammed back down. Her pussy clenched hard before releasing. Her juices squirted out like a water gun.
"Haa. Haat..."
Katia panted desperately, and it felt adorable.
I started thrusting again. Even harder than before.
Plam! Thud! Plam!
Katia let out beastly cries. My cock throbbed, filling her depths with thick white cum.
After one release, I pulled out. I laid the exhausted Katia—drained from back-to-back orgasms—on the side chair and tucked my cock away.
Of course, this one time wasn't nearly enough to satisfy me. There was still another woman left to fuck.
"Lady Diona. No, Diona. Get up from there."
"......What about the demon...?"
"You've got a good maid. She knows to keep quiet about demons. You could still leave like this... but I'm in a good mood right now. Maybe I'll hear out the reason you summoned me."
"……."
Diona rose with a resolute expression and sat in the chair opposite me. From her position, she couldn't afford to miss this chance. Letting me walk out would terrify her too.
"Baron Pruckus, I want you to abandon Jerdin and side with me."
"Not even calling him 'brother' anymore. Do you know about my relationship with Jerdin?"
Diona shook her head.
"Not the details, but it's obvious. Jerdin must have promised you something. Money... or whatever else."
"Right. He promised me something in exchange for helping him. I'll tell you—it's not money."
I spoke calmly. No need to rush. In situations like this, staying as relaxed as possible was key. My composure would pressure her.
"Baron. Jerdin has no honor."
"So the demon contracted with you because you do?"
"......I know my mistakes. I know it's hard to trust me. But I can give you more than whatever Jerdin promised. I'm better than Jerdin."
"If you were really that superior, you'd have seized control of the Hisfield family while he was away. Even with a demon's power, you failed."
Diona stared at me intently. A bead of cold sweat trickled down her cheek. She was desperately searching for a way to convince me.
'No words coming, huh? You probably planned to blackmail me at first.'
She'd intended to threaten and coerce me with my identity. But instead, she was the one cornered. The power dynamic was already set.
"But it does seem like you're more capable than Jerdin."
Diona's face lit up.
"Y-yes! I can do better than Jerdin! He's inferior to me in every way except being a man!"
"In this world, being a man matters more than anything."
"……."
"Well, that's not my concern. I have a few questions. What's your connection to Pandemonium?"
Pandemonium.
The organization of demons and their contractors. Active across the continent, their ultimate goal: summoning the demon king of the demon realm into this world.
"Pandemonium...?"
Diona's eyes darted. She was frantically trying to recall something. But she soon put on an awkward expression.
"I-I don't know. Never heard of it. Is it a person's name?"
She didn't seem to be lying. And Pandemonium had no reason to involve Diona anyway. Her goal was becoming head of the Hisfield family—not turning the world upside down.
"How did you contract with the demon? Tell me everything honestly."
"......It was three months ago."
Three months ago.
The demon came to Diona.
The demon of black death, Mundudu.
The upper-rank demon Mundudu proposed a contract to Diona. Burning with ambition to claim the Hisfield family headship, Diona accepted. With demonic power, securing the position would be easier.
Mundudu's contract condition was simple: kill a pig to use the demon's power. Easy even for a demon.
"I'm curious what the demon's mark looks like. Show me."
"......Do you have to see it yourself?"
"Each demon's mark is slightly different. I want to confirm with my own eyes."
I stared at her intently, making it clear I wouldn't back down. In this situation, I held the power. Diona had no choice but to comply.
With a sigh, Diona stood. She slowly slipped off the top of her dress. Her D-cup breasts, large and magnificent, were covered by her right arm.
"The mark's on your breast?"
"No. It's here..."
She turned sideways, raising her left arm. Under her left armpit, along the curve of her ample breast, was a black magic circle. The mark of a demon contract.
'I don't get the magic circle... but that side boob is gorgeous.'
The scent of her snow-white breast seemed to waft over.
"......Do you have any guess what Jerdin promised me?"
"I know about your family, Baron. With war coming, you'll need merits. Jerdin probably promised military intel on Hisfield Pass. And some secret deal I don't know about. Baron, I can do better than Jerdin."
Half right. I'd planned to leash Jerdin for the war and use him.
"Wrong. What Jerdin promised to give me was you."
"...Me?"
"Jerdin offered Hisfield's bluebird—you—to me. He said I could chop off your limbs, torture you, make you a sex slave to toy with forever. Whatever."
"J-Jerdin sold me?"
"No hesitation. He was thrilled."
Grind.
Diona gnashed her teeth. Sold off behind her back like merchandise. No wonder she was furious.
"You just said you could do better than Jerdin. That you'd give me more than he promised."
"W-wait. Baron. Give me a moment to think!"
I beckoned her with a finger. Diona flinched.
"I agree with you. You can do better than Jerdin. And I'm ready to cooperate with you. You know what I want."
"……."
"Come here, little bluebird."
At my husky tone, Diona bowed her head and approached slowly, trembling. I didn't rush her, savoring the wait for my bluebird.
Diona couldn't refuse. Rejecting now would still leave her as my sex slave once Jerdin took over. And she couldn't beat him without my help.
Standing before me, Diona parted her flushed lips.
"If I become yours, can I become mistress of Hisfield?"
"Jerdin will die, and you'll be the sole heir to the Hisfield family."
I grabbed her right arm and pulled it down.
Jiggle.
Her white breasts swayed temptingly. Her pale pink nipples were already stiff.
I groped her breasts. Soft and bouncy. Too big to fit in one palm.
"Ahk..."
She reacted sensitively with every touch.
I played with her breasts for a while, then undid her dress fully. It slipped down, revealing her slim waist and beautifully flared hips. Black lace panties hid her mound.
"You're soaked? Watching your maid get fucked by me turned you on, huh."
I pressed a finger into the center of her panties, then pulled away. Sticky fluid clung to my fingertip.
"……."
Caught red-handed, she flushed without a word.
I pulled down her panties. A sweet pussy scent hit me. Her pubic hair was a vibrant purple, like her head hair. Not my first time— one of my maids had purple pubes too. Still felt novel every time.
I spread her crimson pussy lips with my fingers. The small hole twitched, leaking juices.
"Pretty pussy too."
"D-do I have to do it like Katia?"
"No. First, suck mine."
I dropped my pants, showing her my towering cock, slick with juices and cum, emanating a musky scent.
"Y-you want me to suck this?"
"Yeah."
"But it's too......"
"Too dirty? Then don't. You'll end up as my sex slave sucking it anyway."
"Fine. Whatever the Baron wants."
I sat back in the chair, cock out. Virgin Diona hesitated, glancing at me nervously, before squatting down and bringing her face to it.
Diona wrinkled her nose. She looked like she really didn't want to.
"Hurry up."
"Can't you at least wipe it with a handkerchief first? It reeks."
"No. Suck it now."
"Uwook?!"
I grabbed the back of her head and yanked it toward my cock. Her beautiful face got defiled.
Glurk. Glurk.
I kept pressing her head down.
"Okay! I'll do it! Just let go...!"
I released her.
Tears welled in Diona's eyes. Sobbing softly, she opened her mouth and took in my cock—just the tip. Then she froze, doing nothing.
It was teasing. Unable to hold back, I seized her head and forced it down. My cock shoved past her tonsils into her throat.
"Grk?!"