Chapter 16
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: First Experience in This Wonderful Village (4)
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Following Tristia, two rooms with starkly contrasting atmospheres came into view.
The left one looked like an underground interrogation chamber in a cathedral, while the right resembled a hotel room for a couple's first night on their honeymoon.
"Undress."
Tristia entered the left room without hesitation and spoke to Lucia.
"...What is this?"
"Young master. I'm not going to do anything, so stop glaring like that? I told you, I won't lay a hand on her directly. But you have to let me at least look, right?"
Tristia's argument was reasonable enough.
In the game, her taming items cost a fortune—enough that you'd fill up on cheap chicken skewers just to afford them...
For goods worth that much, traded for a single fuck, allowing a look at Lucia's body was the least he could do.
"...Master?"
Lucia looked up at him as if seeking permission, and he nodded.
"Undress."
"...Yes."
Swish, swish.
Lucia's dress slid down her body, revealing a statue-like, pristine white nude form.
"....Damn. Her personality might be to my distaste, but her looks are flawless."
Tristia scanned Lucia's body in admiration, bit her crimson lips, and reached out toward her breasts as if she couldn't hold back any longer.
Slap—
He grabbed Tristia's approaching wrist and spoke in a low voice.
"Didn't you say just looking?"
"...Young master. Isn't this too much? Showing me a body like this and not letting me touch? Isn't this basic service?"
"How many times do I have to say it? I told you she's mine."
"Argh! Fine...! If I can't touch, then I won't...! You, sit in the chair."
Tristia tapped a long chair irritably with a frustrated expression.
The chair had restraints to fix the body in place, like an electric chair.
"...What's this?"
"Ha, look at you being so jealous and protective. It's just a simple restraint chair, don't worry. What are you doing? Stop grinning and sit down already."
Click.
At Tristia's urging, Lucia sat in the chair, and handcuffs automatically locked around her wrists and ankles.
"Tch, you'd probably stop me from doing this anyway? Now, young master, put the Vibrating Stone in her pussy."
Tristia clicked her tongue and handed him the Vibrating Stone.
"Hng... Master..."
Seeing the stone buzzing in his hand, Lucia called out to him in a pitiful voice.
Sorry, Lucia.
You don't like cheap chicken skewers either.
Just sacrifice once.
He bent one knee, and right before his eyes was her tightly closed, pink pussy.
Even in this situation, knowing he was watching excited her, as love juices slowly seeped out.
Squelch—
He parted her pussy lips slightly with his finger and inserted the Vibrating Stone.
"Ha-ut... Hn... Ma...ster..."
As Lucia let out a short moan, Tristia smirked slyly and fitted a gag into her mouth—a leather strap with a round ball attached, embedded with the Controller Stone.
"This gag is made with the Controller Stone. It's linked to the Vibrating Stone inside your pussy."
Tristia leaned close to Lucia's ear and whispered.
"The Vibrating Stone inside you will relentlessly stimulate you right up to the edge of climax... but it absolutely won't let you tip over. If you want to reach orgasm, you'll have to 'directly' increase the intensity by biting down on the Controller Stone in your mouth. Know what that means?"
With that, Tristia stepped back, crossed her arms at him, and licked his cheek.
"...So, from now on, I'll be having a fun time with your master. Meanwhile, you'll sit here pathetically listening to the sounds and masturbate. Haha!"
Tristia mocked Lucia and spun around contentedly, heading to the right room.
He glanced at Lucia, who, with her mouth sealed, simply gazed at him with pleading eyes.
A bit pitiful, but...
Think of it as abandonment play. Hang in there, Lucia.
Entering the right room after Tristia, a massive window immediately caught his eye.
Through it, he could see Lucia twitching in the next room.
'Magic mirror, huh.'
He'd suspected it when he saw the entire wall was a mirror, but to think it really was one-way glass. He couldn't fathom how they'd made it here.
"What do you think, young master? Pretty neat, right? I made this myself. It's a mirror on that side, but transparent from here. Means we can peep all we want, one-sided."
Tristia boasted as she undid her clothes, her thin negligee slipping off in an instant to reveal her ripe, mature body.
"What are you waiting for? You undress too, young master."
Now that it was time for actual sex, stripping felt embarrassing.
But he couldn't show inexperience here, so he quickly disrobed.
"Oh my."
Tristia smiled intriguingly upon seeing his cock.
"So this is a cock. First time seeing one in real life, but it's cuter than I thought..."
Tristia poked his cock lightly with her fingertips.
"How about it, young master? As dildos go, it's mid-to-upper size. Think you can satisfy me with this?"
Tristia was mistaken about one thing right now.
This wasn't his true size.
...He wasn't erect yet.
Until now, he'd been suppressing his erection with Prince on the Bed, but already aroused, and with her touch, he could no longer hold back.
Shlick—
"Oh... It does get a bit bigger..."
Shlick shlick—
"...Bigger than I thought..."
Shlick shlick shlick—
"...W-Wait, how far does it... keep growing...?"
Shlick shlick shlick shlick—
"...Hmm... That's... pretty damn huge...?"
Seeing his fully erect cock, Tristia looked at him with a hint of panic.
"Y-Young master...? Were you always this huge?"
Tristia placed both hands on his cock to measure its length, then aligned them against her stomach.
"...It really all goes in?"
Won't it rip me? she muttered softly. He chuckled and said,
"Scared?"
At his question, Tristia scoffed.
"...Ha, that's funny. Scared? I'm the empire's one and only pleasure merchant. You think that scares me? Ridiculous. Totally ridiculous. Young master, you might not know, but I've crafted hundreds of pleasure toys myself. All tested personally, of course. You might think I'm inexperienced just 'cause I've never been with a man, but my experience with women is immense, got it? So no way this scares me. It's just a slightly bigger pleasure toy, that's all."
Tristia rattled off like a machine gun.
A moment later, her face flushed as she realized she'd talked too much.
"So when are you gonna do it?!"
Tristia lay on the bed with arms spread, her voice trembling slightly.
"...C'mon, do it if you're gonna."
"Then, I'm putting it in."
Whether from watching Lucia's body or otherwise, Tristia's pussy was plenty wet.
Lucky for him.
He couldn't hold back anymore.
Schlurp.
The internet said finding the hole was hard the first time...
But not for me with Prince on the Bed.
Like the poles of a magnet drawing together, his cock naturally pressed into her entrance.
"Haaah... Ah... It doesn't... hurt... Young... master... Keep... going..."
Just the tip in, and Tristia was already moaning.
"Kkuuuh...! Haa... Haa... Hnng...!"
Following Prince on the Bed's lead, he pushed halfway in and waited.
"...This... is... fuller... than I... thought... But... manageable..."
Tristia caught her breath and forced a relaxed expression and tone.
Seeing that pushed him to the limit.
Prince on the Bed clearly said to give her time to adjust before moving again.
But...
His half-buried cock demanded more pleasure.
'Can't hold back.'
A virgin like him moments ago couldn't be expected to restrain himself further.
"...I'm going all the way in."
With his last shred of reason as warning, he slammed his hips forward, severing it.
"Haut... W-Wait... Y-Young... master...? That's not... the end... Uguh!"
Fully sheathed, Tristia's body nearly flipped as her back arched skyward.
Ah, so this is the pleasure of sex.
Just inserting it sent electric thrills melting through his entire body.
"Heah... Ha... N-Not... bad... Young... master..."
This time, he slowly withdrew, scraping her insides with his fully embedded cock.
"Hnnngh...! W-Wait...! Kkh... Just... wait...!"
And slammed in again.
"────!"
Tristia gaped, unable to even scream, emitting something wordless.
At the same time, her hot walls clenched tight—if not for Prince on the Bed, he might've cum right there.
After holding fully sheathed for about ten seconds, Tristia regained her senses and spoke.
"Heut... Y-Young... master... W-Wait... a... bit..."
She seemed to beg for something, but her loosened tongue made it unintelligible.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ahng... I said... wait... Hnng... I told... you... Why... move... Haut...! Haa... Ha...!"
He didn't care anymore.
Surrendering to the surging pleasure, he shook his hips wildly as he pleased.