Joining the Guild — A Visit from Master Cock
With the ice finally broken between Elesa and me, we fell into conversation about this and that.
As someone who'd played the game, I actually knew quite a lot about Elesa — and had just as many questions I wanted to ask. But pushing too far would only put her on guard, so I decided to keep the talk confined to guild business as much as possible.
Elesa asked me what had made me decide to become a Female Slave.
I cooked up a plausible enough story. There was no way I could just blurt out that I was a transmigrator, after all.
I asked Elesa about the dungeons she'd explored so far. Among the Cock Nest-rank Female Slaves, she was the cunt-girl with the most dungeon-crawling experience under her belt.
Not that I didn't already know that.
I wouldn't exactly call the conversation smooth. I was no great talker myself, and Elesa's conversation skills were downright abysmal. But so long as you kept at it with a little affection, I can say with certainty you'd never have an unpleasant time of it.
Elesa did her level best to teach me how to live and operate within the guild. She wasn't what you'd call eloquent, but I got all the information I needed. For my part, I kept the conversation greased with reactions so she wouldn't feel like her efforts were going unappreciated.
It was fun.
I might be a female now, but this body used to belong to a man. Talking with a beautiful woman is enjoyable regardless of anyone's conversation skills.
I thought that pleasantness might last forever. Reality, of course, had other plans. Change always arrives by ripping a warm atmosphere clean in two.
The dormitory door clicked open, and a man walked in.
"Ohhh~ I heard a new Female Slave just got brought in, and damn, this is perfect timing. Look at this cunt-girl — she already looks good enough to eat. Heh heh heh, I like her."
"Ngh!"
A man walking into the Female Slaves' dormitory was perfectly normal. I had no intention of making a fuss about that. But the moment I saw his face, a groan slipped out of me and my hands clenched tight on my thighs.
This made it the second original-cast character I'd laid eyes on, but I wasn't exactly thrilled. Because in the original, this guy was nothing more than an unlikable extra.
Giovanni... what was his last name again?
I was pretty sure he'd had one, but I couldn't remember it. Not that it mattered.
He had a frivolous-looking face and dark skin. He was tall and considerably muscular, but somehow his proportions looked off-balance. His heavy jaw and angular features weren't handsome, exactly — though if you were being generous, you could call them manly.
This was a man who, even if you killed him for it, would never look like protagonist material. In the original, he was a textbook punching-bag character — the kind they trot out specifically to show players that just because it's a guild doesn't mean everyone's a saint. He was as frivolous as he looked, vulgar in temperament, and paper-thin on responsibility. His role was to do some moderately shitty things (and even those were too petty to really call villainous), get thoroughly schooled by the protagonist, and serve as a sacrificial lamb to boost the hero's reputation. In that sense, I suppose he had a certain popularity in fan works.
Why is this guy in our room?
I knew perfectly well there was nothing strange about a man visiting a Female Slave's room. But as someone who'd stood in the player's shoes, I couldn't help carrying a bias. He was bound to be a piece of trash, so I'd just send him packing. That was the plan — and the moment I opened my mouth to speak...
Elesa moved first.
"Aaahn~♥ Thank you so, so much for visiting us cunt-girls' room, Master Cock~♥"
Before I could even register the movement, she had dropped to the floor, squatted with her legs spread wide apart, and begun swaying her ass from side to side. The poker face that hadn't cracked once the entire time she'd been with me and Vasilisa had completely melted away. She looked like a cock-starved whore, and her voice was dripping with coquetry as she welcomed the man.
Th-this was Elesa?
Sure, you were supposed to greet a visiting man as attentively as possible, but wasn't this a little too different from a minute ago?
...What professional dedication.
Giovanni didn't so much as glance at her. He came straight for me.
"Wheeeew~ Now that's a cunt-girl worthy of our guild. Nice face, and a body that looks like it'd be a goddamn treat to pound."
"Ngh!"
My cunt was already fluttering with delight at the sudden barrage of compliments, but I resolved to stay as cool-headed as I could. In the original, Giovanni hadn't been that much of a villain — but he wasn't someone you could relax around, either. I needed to keep at least a baseline of wariness.
"The compliment is honestly appreciated. But what business do you have? If there's nothing in particular..."
Giovanni grabbed my chin before I could even finish and covered my lips with his.
Ah — I, this is my first kiss♥ I can't believe I'm losing my first kiss like this.
Well~♡ It's not like my first cunt didn't get taken just as easily, so who even cares?
"Slurp... mm, not a bad mouth-pussy. Hey, move that tongue properly."
"Ah, y-yes, yesh♡ Chup, shlurrrp!"
I did my best to work my tongue the way Giovanni ordered. Kissing was a first for me too, same as everything else, so I honestly had no idea if I was any good at it. But Giovanni seemed reasonably satisfied with the effort itself. He didn't scold me — just thoroughly licked out the inside of my mouth, and then—
"Sllluuuuurp~!"
He trapped my tongue completely inside his mouth and sucked on it.
Wooow, kissing feels so good♥
It wasn't the same kind of pleasure as sex, or having my cunt directly fondled. But that hazy, floating-on-clouds feeling that made your head go all fuzzy — that was the good part about kissing. Giovanni had a bit of bad breath, probably from poor eating habits, but even that felt nice.
Heeeaaahn♡♡♡♡
After thoroughly enjoying the kiss with my mouth-pussy, Giovanni spat my tongue back out. It felt like such a waste that I let my mouth hang open and stirred the empty air with my tongue — and as if to soothe that disappointment, he spat a wad of saliva right into my mouth.
"Ptoo!"
His spit is so tasty☆ I should savor it.
"You asked what my business was, you insolent bitch?"
Giovanni looked down at me, still gripping my chin. I was below. Giovanni was above. The hierarchy couldn't have been clearer.
"I came to fuck you, obviously, you dumb cunt. You think I'd haul my ass all the way to this dormitory for any other reason? This guild's got a rule. Every newly joined Female Slave gets fucked by me. That's the rule."
"N-newly joined Female Slaves... a-all of them?"
"That's right, you moron. The only ones in this guild who don't get fucked by me are a handful of exclusive cunts. Everyone else gets a taste-test from me on day one, no exceptions."
This guy... he's different! This isn't like the original!
Why is he being so kind and considerate? He wasn't this kind of character in the original, was he?! To generously share his cock even with newly joined Female Slaves who still don't know anything — he was this good of a person? But in the original...
No, wait. Games only ever let you see characters from the protagonist's point of view. From a male protagonist's perspective, of course you wouldn't be able to recognize Giovanni's finer qualities. I found myself reflecting on how I'd looked at a person — a man, no less — with such careless prejudice.
A sharp crack split the air.
"Gh-ghk?"
A burning sting raced across my left cheek. A slap? I couldn't even remember the last time I'd been hit.
"That's your punishment for showing a man such disrespectful attitude."
Giovanni said it with a wolfish grin, looking down at me.
...What a complete saint.
A female acting insolent toward a man — he could've punished me far more harshly, and yet he let it go with a single slap to the face. The Manager I'd met earlier, and now this man too... are there nothing but good men in this game?
But just because Giovanni was willing to let it slide didn't mean I should. I immediately got down from the bed, slammed my head against the floor, and apologized.
"I'm sorry! This cunt-girl who doesn't know her place dared to show a man such insolent attitude! Please, vent your anger by violating my dignity as much as you please."
The key here was not to say anything insolent like please forgive me. Whether or not to grant forgiveness was entirely a man's prerogative. All I could do was offer up my body and hope that playing with it would please him.
"Raise your head."
"Yes!"
I lifted my head without a moment's delay. And right in front of my nose, I beheld it clearly. A man's cock, standing stiff and ready to fuck me♡
"Heh, how about it? This is what's gonna fuck you from here on. Excited?"
"Y-yeees! I'm so excited!"
Honestly speaking, Giovanni's cock was nothing special compared to the Manager's absurd one.
...It was definitely sturdier than my original cock had been, though. That wasn't because mine had been nothing special! The Manager's was just ridiculously, impossibly huge! By any normal standard, this one was big too!
Anyway, that relative disappointment didn't rob me of my reverence or my submissive feelings toward cock. No such tragedy occurred. It certainly couldn't compare to the Manager's, but this too was a magnificent Master Cock that we females were naturally meant to serve.
"If you want, you can take a sniff."
"...!! Yes, gladly!"
How could he be this considerate?!
I happily took him up on his kindness, pressed my nose right up against his cock, and drank in the scent.
"Snnnnniiiiiiff~~~~~ Hooooohhhh..."
Good. Good. So good☆
It was like the cock-juice packed generously inside was punching through that thick meat to waft its scent at me. This was completely unfair! Shove something this amazing in a female's face and it's a guaranteed loss! I'd seen the Manager's cock this close too, but given the circumstances I hadn't had the luxury of calmly taking in the smell. Haaaaaah, I'm so happy♥
"Ah, right. Come to think of it, what rank did you get?"
"Snniff, haah, fuuuuhn♥ Y-yees, I-I'm Tissue rank. I'm a Tissue you can just use and toss when you need to dump your cock-juice in a hurry~"
"Hmm, Tissue rank? Well, that's how it usually goes for first-timers, but doesn't look like you hit the jackpot. There are girls who walk in and get Cock Nest rank right off the bat, you know."
Giovanni's voice dropped with disappointment, but he quickly pumped his energy back up.
"Ah well, whatever! I'll just find meaning in fucking a new cunt-girl, period. Not fucking a fresh cunt just because she's Tissue rank would go against my personal aesthetic."
......!!!
Th-that's incredibly manly. Deciding to violate even a worthless cunt for the sake of his own convictions and aesthetic. How many cunt-girls must have been saved by that kind of attitude? This is nothing like the game....
"Still, if I wanna have some real fun with a cunt, I'll need a little something extra, yeah? Hey, you... uh, what's your name again?"
"Yes! Cock Nest-rank Female Slave, Elesa!"
Elesa made an O with her right hand and pumped it back and forth in front of her mouth, mimicking a blowjob. She was putting on a whole cock-crazed performance on the off chance she might get an opportunity to service Giovanni.
"Ahh, right. Elesa, was it? You tasted pretty decent last time I fucked you, but I'd forgotten. There's just too many fuckable cunt-girls around, you know? Stand over here and do a pussy dance for me. I'll use that as fap-material while I jerk off into this bitch's cunt."