Romeo and Juliet -3-: Truly Astonishing
Romeo and Juliet -3- It was truly astonishing. I had been lamenting the lack of usable corpses when suddenly a woman's body came floating down the stream by the roadside. And not just any body—in terms of looks and abilities, she was on par with my Living Death servants.
'This isekai has no guns, so even the Gunner class gets treated like a useless job.'
And her body was frail to boot, so even if she'd understood her class's true potential, it would've been hard to wield it perfectly.
And above all...
'Abandoned by the man she loved during their elopement...'
She seemed like the kind of woman who'd make a sweet, devoted, caring wife. Such a shame.
"Well, whatever." She's dead now, and her corpse is right in front of me. No escaping my clutches.
"Hua~"
-Sparkling eyes-
Mari, standing nearby, shot me a bright-eyed look, clearly excited about the new comrade on the way.
I'd already decided what undead to make her into. There weren't many gun-wielding undead out there, so it wasn't a tough choice. The one and only gun-user among the High undead—and a special one you could only craft after a unique quest—the [Spitdeath].
The extra materials? The snake's lower body and human upper torso from that photo-mine corpse my frontline undead had sent as spoils from a "pretty tough bastard." It had a powerful, flexible body and eyes with petrification, x-ray vision, and clairvoyance all in one—supposedly able to petrify anything within several kilometers. They said its fights looked like dancing. Stronger than your average Mid undead, but when I sent a few buffed by an undead general, it screamed and died.
'A collector of evil eyes, and now another monster with evil eyes for materials?'
Whatever on the petrification, but those x-ray and clairvoyance eyes would be huge for shooting. The flexible body and strong muscles would help too, but that also made me think about this undead's concept and outfit.
I had my own philosophy and stubbornness when making Living Death servants.
'Hmm... guns... Devoted enough to abandon everything for the one she loved... Devotion... Service... Maid?'
It hit me!!
"Hey, you there."
And finally, "Dau~"
Like the other Living Death servants, a babyish babble came from her mouth.
"Hua~"
Mari waved happily at the newborn beside me.
I looked at my new Living Death servant. A straight nose, slightly downturned eyes, serene yet soft and kind eyes, and sapphire-blue pupils that were prim and calm. All together, she was a refined, elegant beauty.
Her figure was the classic model type—long legs and balanced curves that weren't overly voluptuous but perfectly proportioned.
She wore a maid outfit, complete with a head frill and shoulder ruffles, white gloves up to her elbows, puffed sleeves on her upper arms, a collar with cuffs, and a butterfly ribbon at the neck.
But it was nothing like a normal maid outfit. The exposure was extreme. Her top was just a sheer white bikini that let her pink areolas peek through. Her bottom was a white garter belt and a white waist apron so short it was pointless—with no panties, her pussy was fully exposed. Less maid attire and more what a whore would wear to seduce men.
'Perfect.'
Of course, since a maid's duty is service, maybe this visually service-oriented outfit suited her role even better. Personal opinion.
"Dada~"
-Swish-
True to her origins as a sheltered noble lady with no experience in combat, the freshly born Spitdeath grabbed the hem of her short waist apron with both hands, lifted it gracefully, and curtsied like a proper lady.
'Oh.'
But with no panties and the already short apron lifted, her naked body was even more on display. The pose was utterly prim, elegant, polite, and deferential—but the outfit made it look like coquettish teasing to stoke a man's lust. And honestly, it was.
"Dada."
Finishing her greeting, she pledged her devoted service with utmost sincerity.
'Hmm... Bullet Master...'
"From now on, your name is Masa."
"Dau♥"
Blushing and smiling happily at the name I gave her, Masa beamed.
Time to test my new Living Death servant's performance.
-Squeeze!!
"Uda~♥"
I grabbed Masa's breast right away.
-Knead knead-
-Soft squish squish-
I kneaded it like dough. Not the massive handfuls like Kangjang, Dena, or Mari that overflowed your grip—this was just the perfect size to fill a hand. The different size and feel from the others made it fun.
'To abandon a fine bitch like this and run off. What a pathetic loser Romeo is.'
As I cursed that idiot Romeo, "Au!!" "Uue!!" Dena and Kangjang approached, having finished off the orcs.
"You're back? Kids, say hi to the new girl, Masa."
Oh, and her position? Head maid. Just decided.
"Uu~"
"Eu~"
"Dau."
Mari had already greeted her earlier, so Kangjang, Dena, and Masa cheek-rubbed each other happily.
'Should I do that initiation ritual I did with Mari last time...?'
I thought about it but decided against. Instead, another kind of initiation.
"Alright, monsters are all dead..."
-Whoosh...
I stored all the corpses in the corpse repository. And no, I wasn't planning the initiation right here. Unlike the witch's tomb with zero people around, this was an open road people used somewhat regularly. Monster activity had quieted traffic lately, but you never knew when someone—or something—might pop up.
'I don't have a kink for showing off my sex life to strangers.'
"Let's head back, girls."
"Au~"
"Uue!"
"Hua~"
"Dau!"
So first, back to the carriage.
"Hehe."
-Rustle-
The coachman, perched on the driver's seat and sensing my intent, was prepping the whip for the horses.
"Eup♥" "Eueup!!♥" "Eeueup!!♥"
-Wiggle wiggle-
The horses, excited to run, thrust their plump asses toward the coachman and shook them side to side like they were begging for the whip.
Watching them, -Creak—we headed back inside through the auto-opening carriage door.
"Suck."
The moment I sat down in the carriage, that was my order to Masa.
"I'll do my best, Master♥"
-Bow-
Masa bowed politely at the command.
-Throb!!
My cock sprang up high toward the sky, eager for what was coming. These past few days it'd been used nonstop without real rest, but true to undead cock nature, it never tired or flagged no matter how much you drained it.
-Rustle-
"Then, esteemed Cock-sama, allow me to clean you thoroughly♥ Chuup."
Masa knelt demurely before me and carefully extended her tongue—not too vulgarly—to my cock.
"Chuup lick chup♥"
Serene yet meticulous. No flashy moves or noisy slurps to please the eyes and ears, but her tongue swiftly and thoroughly licked every crease of my cock and balls.
"Lick chuup chop♥"
Like observing perfect table manners, her fellatio lacked the crude flavor of the other Living Death servants but had a cleaner, more refined elegance instead. Or rather, the depraved thrill of such prim behavior in a vulgar act stoked my lust.
"Now, I shall begin proper service."
After coating my cock and balls with her tongue like glaze, Masa got on all fours before me and earnestly begged me to enjoy her service.
And
"Hauup!!♥"
The moment that pure, refined demeanor ended, Masa's eyes burned with passion as she devoured my cock like she'd been holding back.
"Jjuwap jjuwap!!! Chupo!! Chupo!!♥"
In a total shift from before, she shook her head furiously, eyes fierce with devotion—shedding the facade to show her true self for her master. It reminded me of Juliet in life: endlessly pure and elegant, yet passionately offering body and soul to love's flame.
-Shake shake-
With every violent bob of her head, her breasts jiggled. Each time, her pink, pristine areolas shone through the white bikini, and her stiff nipples strained visibly against the fabric, shaking wildly.
"Ohh...!!"
"Jjuub!! Jjuwap!! Chueup!! Jjook!!♥"
As she deepthroated to the root over and over, I felt Masa's insanely tight throat. Flexible yet incredibly elastic. Even more so than Kangjang or Dena, who outclassed her raw physical stats. Hard to believe this was the mouth that made such soft, gentle moans earlier. So vulgar.
'Influence from the naga snake monster materials?'
They said that snake danced with its ultra-flexible, elastic body in attacks, so probably.
"Ahh, the newbie's so passionate♥"
"Right? Master's loving it—such a relief♥"
"Oh my~ We'd better step up too, so Prince doesn't abandon us♥"
Kangjang, Dena, and Mari—who'd been glued to me, diligently servicing—chimed in with their assessment. Mari talked about not getting abandoned, but I'd never discard or release my Living Death servants. They're mine forever.
And then the ejaculation signal came.
"Cumming."
"Chupo!! Chupo!! Jjuwwwaaap!!!♥"
At my signal, Masa sucked with near-vacuum force. Impossible for a normal person needing to breathe. I felt her devoted service—or ravenous greed—to not spill a single drop.
And soon
-Spluuurt!!
"Uup!! Gulp!! Gulp!!♥"
I unleashed a massive load, and Masa gulped it down greedily, determined not to miss any. But still, my output outpaced her swallowing.
-Drip drip...
Semen overflowed from her mouth and trailed down. Hell, -drip... so much pooled right below on her chest and between her primly kneeling thighs.
Semen tracing a beautiful woman's curves and pooling between her thighs—right at her pussy—was pure eroticism.
"Pha... My apologies... I'll clean up immediately♥"
Apologizing for not swallowing it all, Masa quickly scraped the semen off her body and into her mouth.
"Chop... lick... gulp♥"
She devoured every trace from her skin.
"Hau... Master..."
-Stroke... Having ingested my semen—specifically the death energy within—Masa turned around on her side, ass toward me, her voice wet with arousal and heat.
-Slap-
She used both hands to spread her ass cheeks and pussy wide with her fingers.
-Twitch twitch-
-Drip drip-
Her needy asshole winked desperately, and her pussy gushed love juices.
"Forgive me, as your maid I should serve you first... but my slutty pussy got excited ahead and is leaking everywhere...♥ Please educate this shameless, sloppy cunt with your hot, thick cock-sama."
Masa begged for punishment like a naughty maid, pleading for me to fuck her pussy. Pure man-baiting filth.
"No helping it. Guess I'll have to educate our sloppy head maid..."
-Shluck-
"Aa...!!♥ Please..."
Just as I started the maid's sincere disciplinary deflowering fuck,
[Hehe]
"Hm?"
A voice from the coachman reached me via our familiar-master mental link.
"What?"
[Hehehe]
"Someone blocking the road and stopping the carriage?"
Three armed-looking guys blocking the path ahead, and trying to talk to the coachman. We could ignore and plow through, but he was checking with me first on how to respond.
Looks like the head maid's virgin-pussy disciplinary pounding would have to wait.