The Second Client
Serafina Elkid, the CEO of Orc Delivery, stared at the thousands of documents piled in front of her and agonized. Again and again.
Even after excluding barons, small-to-medium enterprises, and A-rank hunters, the number of elves who had applied was staggering.
If you included the ones who didn’t even qualify, the total easily surpassed hundreds of thousands—so these few thousand sheets were practically nothing in comparison.
The real problem was that every single one of them had specifically requested Rascal.
Orc Delivery didn’t care whether humans or beastkin lived or died, but orcs were different.
Because there was always the chance an orc might leave a bad impression on elves, every orc registered here was protected during working hours by surveillance magic and dozens of defensive spells.
The issue was that the surveillance magic had captured every single frame of Rascal furiously pounding Iris into submission—and every noble had seen it.
An orc had finally shown up at Orc Delivery after decades of absence, and not only was he pretending to be a boyfriend… no, not even just keeping a woman company—he was throwing in full sex service on top of it?
The elves had lost their minds.
Just three days.
That was all the time Rascal had said he would rest at home after finishing his service with Iris.
Yet even after filtering and filtering again, the number of applications had ballooned from hundreds to thousands in that short window.
I wish he would hurry up and get here.
Serafina simply couldn’t choose just one from among them.
The moment she picked a single name, the rest would unleash every insult, threat, and act of violence they could think of…!
She might actually die.
Therefore, the final decision had to be left entirely to Rascal.
Knock knock knock.
“I’m here, Madam President.”
At the sound of Rascal’s voice finally knocking on the door after such a long wait, Serafina picked up the prepared materials.
Documents filled with all sorts of detailed settings—created specifically so that Rascal could hypnotize himself into believing there was nothing shameful about providing sex services.
*
“Slurp…♡♡”
“Sluuuurp…♡♡”
“Haaam…”
With the sound of swallowing saliva, I stretched and rose from the bed.
The days of waking up to an alarm clock were officially over.
“Baa… Oppa, good morning…♡”
“Haaauu… Good morning♡”
Now I could wake up to the energetic morning blowjobs from my little sisters who took care of my morning wood.
Poof~
Not to mention the incredibly soft bed I had used while staying at Iris’s house—!!
“Yeah. Good morning.”
Spurt♡ Spluuuurt♡♡
“Ah…♡!!”
“Nngh♡!!”
Along with my morning greeting, a powerful jet of semen shot out with enough force to reach the ceiling.
Splat! Splat!
Of course, no matter how strong the pressure, it was useless if there was a wall in front of it.
My little sisters’ faces became that wall, blocking the rising torrent of my cum.
Spurt! Spluuuurt♡
“O-Oppa… You’re cumming so much…♡”
“Seriously. Even though you do this every day, this much…♡”
Even though the amount was enough to completely cover their faces, my little sisters looked delighted instead.
They said it was proof of how much they loved me.
“Baa…♡”
“Baa…♡”
The twins scooped up the semen covering their faces with both hands like they were cupping water, then opened their mouths wide.
“Good. Swallow it.”
“Gulp…♡ Ah~”
“Gulp…♡ Ah~”
Shudder—!!
Just from drinking my semen, Lena and Leni trembled as they reached a light orgasm. They opened their mouths wide to show that they had swallowed every last drop.
“Thank you, Oppa. Gulp.”
Then, with words of gratitude, they swallowed the remaining semen cupped in their hands once more.
To think I could spend my mornings with such adorable little sisters…!!
There was nothing better in the world.
“Hoo… Then I’ll head off to work.”
“Okay… Oppa.”
“Have a good day…”
But no matter how lovely my little sisters were, I still had to go to work.
Such was the fate of every working adult….
“Haa…”
A sigh escaped me naturally.
The new house Jenas had found for us was so spacious and comfortable that I kept glancing back at it.
The warm water worked perfectly, and the bed had been impossibly soft. Leaving that behind, I now had to head off to some unknown noble’s mansion for another week-long job.
I hoped they at least had a decent bed there….
*
Knock knock knock.
Upon arriving at my workplace, Orc Delivery, I knocked on the door to the president’s office.
It was all thanks to Jenas finding us a new house close to work.
He had even helped my little sisters find new jobs…!
I felt ashamed of myself for having judged him just because he was blond.
Jenas! You really are a good guy!!
“Come in.”
When I heard the president’s voice, I stepped inside—and the sight that greeted me was a mountain of documents….
Thousands of neatly organized sheets stacked on the president’s desk. It was easy to see just how busy this place really was.
Well, there aren’t many people who can keep a secret, but plenty who want their secrets kept.
They must always be suffering from a severe shortage of staff.
Enough to even hire an orc like me!
“Rascalni… I mean, Rascal. You’re finally here.”
“It’s been a while, Madam President. You look beautiful today as always.”
“Hngh… Y-you don’t have to say things like that…”
Since compliments cost nothing, I praised the president’s appearance. And I wasn’t just being polite.
Her figure was perfectly toned and her face was stunning!!
Still… she seemed a bit high-handed at first. Was she always this gentle when she spoke?
The sudden question made me shake my head.
I wasn’t sure. I’d have to talk with her more to figure it out.
“Ahem. Anyway, the number of requests specifically for you has grown quite large. It’s honestly difficult to choose just one.”
“For me?”
“Yes. Your work with Duchess Iris received rave reviews.”
“I see.”
Thank you, Iris!
Not only did you offer up that tight little pussy, you even boosted my reputation!!
I made a mental note to reply to every single one of Duchess Iris’s texts from now on.
Iris: Rascal, are you sleeping?
Iris: You must be asleep. I hope you’re having sweet dreams. Hmm. It would be even better if I were in them.
She kept sending texts about touching my little sisters’ breasts that got annoying, so I sometimes ignored them and didn’t reply….
But talking with a duchess who had such an inflated ego that she thought appearing in someone’s dream counted as a “good dream” was exhausting—!!
“So… how about you pick this time, Rascal?”
“Me?”
“Yes. Just do what you did with Duchess Iris last time. Give them a proper lesson.”
“Huh?”
Give them a proper lesson…? What was she suddenly talking about?
I was confused.
“You don’t have to say it. I already know. You want to teach those ill-mannered women a lesson, just like you did with Duchess Iris, right?”
“H-how did you—?”
“Didn’t I tell you? The protection magic and surveillance magic are both active at the same time.”
“T-that means…”
What? Surveillance magic?
Did that mean she had seen everything I did while I was educating Iris’s pussy?!
“I was moved. Watching you discipline that rude bitch—!! They say Duchess Iris has been acting like a docile little lamb lately. I’d love it if you could do the same for the other clients.”
But the situation was taking a strange turn.
The president was saying she liked what I had done and would support me.
Well… if she had seen what I did to Duchess Iris, she would have reported me immediately on the first day.
That thing… what was it called again….
The Elf Strike Force or something…?
Anyway, if the police had shown up, I would have been arrested.
Luckily, it seemed the sight of me educating Iris had left a good impression on the president.
“So… go ahead and choose.”
“Then I’ll…”
I looked through the documents.
Provided Equipment: Perception Blocker
Characteristics: Tax evasion and fraud against the poor
Provided Equipment: Memory Erasure Device
Characteristics: Corrupt police officer. A dog of the powerful who attacks the people
The documents listed beautiful elves, the equipment being provided, and detailed explanations of the crimes they had committed.
“Hoo… If that’s what you want, Madam President, I’ll give it a try. Just leave it to me! I’ll install some proper manners into those rude bitches!”
“Ugh… Y-yes… I’ll trust you.”
When I puffed out my chest and proudly thumped it, the president suddenly began rubbing her thighs together.
“Madam President! There’s no need to be afraid. I would never rape someone like you!!”
“…Is that so?”
What the…? Did I say something wrong?
I had only said it to reassure her because it looked like she was scared I might commit a crime against her the way I had with Iris….
Ah, it must just be my imagination.
“Hurry up and pick one already.”
“Ah! Yes!”
I couldn’t waste any more time.
I quickly skimmed through the documents.
Huh?
When I spotted a familiar face, I immediately grabbed the file.
“I’ll take this female… I mean, this elf.”
Name: Elicia Silbern
Provided Equipment: Perception Blocker
Characteristics: Tax evasion and fraud against the poor
It was Elicia Silbern—the elf with the charming pussy who had apologized to me back when I visited the department store with Iris.
*
Vroooom—!
From atop a building, Serafina watched Rascal depart in Elicia’s luxury limousine and recalled their earlier conversation.
“Just do what you did with Duchess Iris last time. Give them a proper lesson.”
“Huh?”
That innocent expression, as if he had no idea what she was talking about.
It was an incredible act.
If he became an actor, elves’ pussies would never run dry.
The stock price of diaper companies would skyrocket without limit.
Serafina’s face darkened slightly as she remembered how she had tailored the setting to match.
“Madam President! There’s no need to be afraid. I would never rape someone like you!!”
No matter what excuses he made, it ultimately meant he had no choice but to sell his body to elves because he needed the money.
To anyone who wasn’t a client, he would never give them sex no matter what….
The moment she remembered that she herself was a criminal, a shadow fell across Serafina’s face.
My son… I miss him.
Today, of all days, she found herself missing the son whose face she couldn’t even remember.
—How many times have you cum already—!!
“T-twelve times… Haaauu…!!”
After soaking every document on her desk, breaking the large TV across the room with her squirt, and masturbating until she was exhausted from dehydration, Serafina finally collapsed.