013. A Slave Must Attend to His Mistress's Dressing – What Before Panties? Ah! Pussy Inspection
"Okay, calm down. You're ruining that pretty face of yours."
"...♡ Hng... If you say something like that out of nowhere, how can I not listen..."
She's way too easy to handle. Gotta watch out for this.
In truth, even her angry face had been cute, but he'd said it to soothe her. Seeing Sylvia melt—not just relax, but utterly dissolve—with delight far beyond his expectations, Jin Yuseong decided to be wary of the opposite scenario.
Would I ever have a reason to get mad at her...? But if I did snap for real...?
She might take it like a devastating blow to the heart.
Ugh, just gotta watch my damn mouth.
She lit up so much from a slave's tiny show of affection that imagining the reverse was terrifying. Perhaps this was the moment he truly resolved to serve his "real master" faithfully as a proper slave—ensuring the girl who welcomed and adored him would never have reason to feel sad.
"Hng...♡ What's with that serious face all of a sudden? What're you thinking?"
"What would a slave be thinking? Always just my mistress, of course."
"...♡"
He could spout all the cheesy lines he wanted to the beautiful girl who'd gifted him her virginity. And from what he could tell, she loved hearing them.
It was great for him, but he couldn't fathom what the hell the other guys in this world had done to her.
After all the morning service—baths and such—he'd cum plenty, and even hugging and chatting while naked had left him craving warm food.
Once they'd wrapped up the talk on all his duties, she noticed breakfast time had long passed and declared,
"My slave, you must be starving! You did such a great job with the mood-lifting service too. Hehe. You're picking up on how to serve your mistress so quick—I'll make you something delicious!"
"Ahh, finally getting some isekai food—"
"Puhehe. Feel free to look forward to it. I took cooking classes super seriously just so I could spoil my slave once I got one!"
Whoa— a cute girl master who busted her ass in cooking classes to pamper her slave once she got him... and she's my mistress?!?! Isekai slave life is fucking amazing.
His brain went Ha-na-won-jjam. Life's peaked, huh~~ while his dick plotted for the next fuckfest.
Sylvia headed to the wardrobe, linking her pinky with her slave—Jin Yuseong's—and trotting along. There, she pointed at her outfit for the day and shot him a meaningful glance.
Slave Jin Yuseong read her intent perfectly.
"Ah, right—dressing service."
"...♡ My slave... Why don't you try doing it just like you remember?"
Small, pretty hands. Slender, long fingers extending from them. Her lovely fingers pointing to lovely clothes.
Jin Yuseong approached his slave dressing duties in a state of pure bliss.
"Panties first, right...♡" Sylvia assisted.
He set aside the outer clothes and what wasn't a bra but a nipple guard, then picked out her panties.
I thought this earlier too, but why's the bra a nipple cover while panties aren't a pussy cover? Is 'panties' just lewd enough on its own? Mystery.
As idle thoughts flitted through his mind, he felt the heat of her intense gaze. It jogged his memory of what to do before putting on the panties.
The pre-panty ritual was, without doubt, clitoris climax confirmation.
"...Clitoris climax check, commencing?"
".......♡ Yes♡"
Looking up at her lewd smile, Jin Yuseong dropped to one knee before her, eyes level with her pussy.
He slipped his hands into her inner thighs, pulling them apart—a signal she took as "spread 'em." She splayed her crotch wide, legs wider than shoulder-width, striking a pussy-displaying pose.
"...."
"...♡"
Unable to contain his arousal at his naked mistress thrusting her pussy out at her slave like that, Jin Yuseong fought the urge. But Sylvia wasn't done—she clasped her elbows behind her back, as if that completed the pose.
It was a humiliating, degrading stance straight out of a sex-slave auction's pussy inspection. Yet here, it was considered aristocratic service reception. Jin Yuseong was reminded once more of this world's twisted reality.
Fucking hot, shit.
Brain and dick in perfect unison. His painfully hard cock ached to plunge into that defenseless pussy right then, but his stamina had limits. Service time meant focusing solely on service.
Sex can wait.
Ignoring his teary (pre-cum weeping) cock, Jin Yuseong focused on his duties.
Her splayed crotch thrust naked at her slave, tight slit-pussy in the center. He reached out.
Grasping the glistening labia with thumb and index, he spread them—schlick—revealing the inside.
Drip. A sticky thread of viscous nectar stretched from the opened folds to the floor.
Staring piercingly at the obscenely erotic sight, he said,
"Haa, our mistress's pussy's already drooling thick slut-juice before we even start. What're we gonna do about this during a simple dressing pussy-check?"
He unleashed his doggish filth-talk without filter.
"......Ngh♡ Th-the slave's too good, so... a strand of sticky love-honey might slip out...! Hurry and do the clit climax check...♡"
Ears burning red, she whispered mosquito-like. This routine service was common sense here, yet she felt bizarrely humiliated by it.
It was the influence of her contract-link to Jin Yuseong, bearer of another world's sensibilities. Neither had deeply pondered the clashing emotions, having been strangers just yesterday.
Dabbing the thick nectar oozing from her cute little entrance, he brushed past the tiny urethra, pausing a millimeter from the clit's hood at the top.
"Nghk...♡ Hnggh...♡"
Sylvia twitched at her slave's teasing fingers, her face flushing apple-red, like it might burst.
Swirling his nectar-slick finger around her clit, he grinned slyly.
"Heh. So the mistress's clit was hiding here~? Took me forever to find it 'cause it's so tiny."
"Uuuu....♡"
His tone implied her clit was stubbornly hidden, hard to find. The peak lewdness assaulting her ears made her tiny urethra squirt a tide—pssh!
Splurt—
"Eek! Bitch-mistress? What's with spraying your cute female juices all over your slave's body?"
"Fe-female... juices... I don't knoooow...♡"
This should have been pure pleasure from routine slave service, yet she felt an overwhelming, chilling shame. But as a witch freshly deflowered, she didn't question it much.
"Alright then, gonna play with your clit like crazy till you cum—so focus on your pussy, yeah?"
"Y-yeah...♡"
Trembling, she held still, surrendering fully to his touch—unsure just how intense the climax would be.
Like demanding it come out to play, he pressed his thumb on the hood and shoved it up, exposing her perky lewd clit.
"Here we go."
"Kghhhuuuu♡!!!"
Pop! Spiiiirt!
Shotgun-like, her love juices sprayed in a wide arc. Her clit exposure made her cum instantly.
"Hey, clit—nice to see ya? Bet it was stuffy in there. Came to let you out."
"Uuu... Ahh...♡ Wh-what's that...♡"
"Just saying hi to my pretty mistress's cute little clit."
"Uu...♡ D-don't say thaaat...♡ Clit doesn't understand words...♡"
Her thighs quivered. Undeterred by her orgasm, Jin Yuseong continued the inspection.
Left fingers probed her entrance, scraping the walls; right pinched the exposed clit between thumb and index, rubbing briskly.
"Mistress says no clit compliments. But it's so cute. Guess I'll praise and stroke it for her?"
"Hngkhuuu♡!! Hyggh♡!! Nooo♡!! No praaaise♡!! Don't praise my cliiiit♡!!!"
Treated like a toy by her slave, tears of pleasure streamed from her eyes. Sobbing yet holding her slave-service pride, she dug her heels in to maintain pose—but on the verge of collapse, she finally bent forward, plopping her tits on his head.
Jin Yuseong pointed at the curves draping his head.
"Mistress. Even if you're cumming, no fair putting your massive milkers on your hardworking pussy-inspecting slave's head like that."
"Mil-milkers...!? U... S-sorry... Haa, haa. Gonna faaaall... Let me rest my tits on your head..."
Grinning at the soft weight of her breasts, he tormented her pathetic bitch-clit and sloppy pussy with relentless shlick-shlick.
"Whew. No helping it. Your tits are huge and in the way, but can't have you collapsing mid-inspection. Fine."
Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick!
"Ghraaa...♡! Huaa...!! Haaaang♡!!"
Splurt! Schlorp— splat—!
Her eyes lost focus like a soul stolen by a ghost, mouth agape drooling. This highborn witch of the isekai was climaxing madly from her slave's dressing service.
So much pussy-juice and squirting—he worried about dehydration.
Shlick-shlick! Pinch-pinch!
"You're squirting way too much pussy-juice, Sylvia-mistress! Interim pussy-check result: immeasurable! EX-grade pussy!"
"Khaaang♡! Nooo...♡! Pussyyy...♡! Cumming too muuuch...♡! Body's... breaking...♡!!"
Spouting nonsense at her pussy, he never stopped thrusting and grinding.
Why's this so fun, fuck.
Exploiting every scrap of his otaku sex-knowledge, he wrecked her mid-climax body limitlessly, no mercy.
Sylvia felt it more intensely than her deflowering night-service or first bath-service. Her body was evolving to a higher stage.
Schlop-schlop-schlop!Squelch-squelch!
"CLEEET♡!! PUUUUSY♡!! Uwaaaa♡!!"
"Mistress, use words like a person. Just beastly howls? Kinda animalistic."
"Haaaah♡!! Slave's hands... ruining my pussyyy♡!! Clittt♡!! Huuaaah♡!!"
Absorbing climax intensity no normal human could, her bitch-body evolved further—thanks to the mana within her witch flesh.
Shlick-shlick-shlick! Pinch-pinch-pinch!
"Mistress doesn't run from slave fingers! Keep that pussy still—no bucking your hips back!"
"Scaaaary♡!! Goooood♡!! Yuseonggg♡!!"
Spiiiish— schlorp—!
Urethra and pussy gushed nonstop. It painted a clear future: her body reaching unprecedented lewd heights in this world.
Too engrossed in the filthy play, neither considered it.
Scrub—scrub—schlick-schlick-schlick! Pssh—! Pssh—! Schlop-schlop!Squish-squish!Splurt! Spluuurt!
"Take it! Make that pathetic mistress pussy cum buuuuuckets!!"
"Hngkhaa♡!! Hiyaaa♡!!!"
The shameless sight of mistress surrendering her pussy defenselessly to her playing slave dragged on endlessly.
She finally finished the "clitoris climax confirmation" and could don her panties two hours later—at lunchtime.