58. Bound Fate and the Daughter Who Accepts
The bonfire flames had dwindled small.
The festival-like clamor, which had seemed like it would go on forever, had quieted down. Everyone had apparently returned to their tents to sleep. A few were on watch duty, tending the fire.
Thanks to Karupana's consideration, the wandering folk were handling guard duty for us tonight, so we were off the hook. We'd gone back to our tent for now. The others were getting ready for bed.
"Alright, time to head to Karupana's place."
I muttered it like it was just to myself.
"...You really going?"
Mizuki wore a scowl.
"Yeah, we are. You too, Mizuki."
I grabbed her arm.
"Wh-what? I-I'm not going!"
She flinched back, trying to yank her arm free.
"Come on, just for a bit."
"A bit what?!"
She resisted, so I had no choice but to drag her along by force.
"Master, I'll come too."
Fam sat up as well.
"What're you thinking, Fam?!"
"Mizuki, waiting behind would hurt way more. Let's go together."
"..."
Mizuki fell silent.
"Anyone else wanna come?"
Myra shot me a resentful glare, but no one else spoke up.
We arrived at the tent where we'd promised to meet Karupana.
"What's your game?"
One of the guards approached. He probably hadn't expected me to show up with women in tow for a woman's bedchamber.
"We're all one body and soul."
I wanted to tack on an idol group name to get a laugh, but no one here would get it.
"...I'll check. Wait here."
The man ducked into the tent.
In the darkness, we waited for him to return. I couldn't make out Mizuki's expression. She was probably pissed that I'd dragged her here. I couldn't quite put into words why I'd decided to bring her along.
Cecily's words from earlier lingered in my ears, but they didn't seem all that relevant.
The man came back. The entrance flap stayed open.
"Let's go in."
I led Fam and Mizuki inside.
A lamp burned inside the tent, filling it with warm light.
The big platters of food had been cleared away, no trace left of the feast. In their place was what looked like a soft, round rug—big enough for five people to sprawl out on, maybe meant as bedding.
"I've been waiting."
Karupana knelt primly in the center.
"You okay without me summoning the goddess?"
"You'll introduce us tomorrow, right?"
"I'll give the summoning a shot."
I nodded.
"No issues there. Then, shall we begin? Those two with you..."
I caught a hint of hesitation in Karupana's tone. Time to bulldoze through with momentum.
"You know who summoned us to this world, right? Me and Mizuki."
"Yes, Lady Rakushel."
Karupana answered instantly. So she'd known from the moment we met.
"What do you think of us?"
"Lord Mash, I watched your actions today. Pulling our carriage out of the mud, sharing your meal, asking the slaves' opinions and treating them like equals, listening to our wishes... I think you're the saint Lady Rakushel sent."
Had I misheard? In this world, were slaves not considered people?
"Do the wandering folk keep slaves too?"
"No, we don't use them."
So they had some policy against it.
"I'm no saint—just a regular guy. Mizuki too. Right now, in front of you, I'm gonna fuck Mizuki. Then I'll fuck you."
"Ehh?!"
Mizuki yelped in shock.
"See? She's acting all reluctant, but once I stick it in, she turns obedient and starts moaning like crazy. Just your typical hot babe."
I yanked Mizuki close and groped her tits. Even over her clothes, the sheer volume was obvious.
"...I get what you're thinking, Mash. But I hate this."
She tried to pull away, so I pinned her arms and kneaded her breasts. The soft sensation came right through.
"Ngh, guh—Mash, stop it!"
"See? Already moaning. Fam, help me strip Mizuki."
"N-no way? You serious?"
"Dead serious."
I answered Mizuki firmly.
"Master, lend me your smartphone first."
"Got it. While you're undressing Mizuki, let's kiss."
I made out with Fam as I handed her the phone. Then I unhooked Mizuki's skirt and tugged down her panties, baring her smooth, hairless lower half.
"H-hold on—!"
Mizuki's verbal protests weakened. I stripped off her top and unclasped her bra, leaving her fully naked.
Firm tits and ass, a nipped-in waist. Yet her skin was soft with just the right layer of fat, still taut and bouncy. Lit by the lamplight, she looked utterly seductive. Mizuki had it all. I slipped behind her and hugged her tight.
"No escaping now."
Mizuki went limp, like she'd given in.
"I won't run anymore. I'll do what you say. But you better clean this mess up after, right?"
She glanced back at me for confirmation.
"Are you trying to intimidate me?"
Karupana asked. She hadn't budged from her kneeling pose since we entered.
"Kinda. But mostly, I just wanted to do something lewd with Mizuki today. We'll get to you after. Hang tight."
"Not in front of people! You're insane, Mash!"
She'd done it in front of Fam plenty of times before, but still complained.
"Could you hear me out, just a little?"
"While I play with Mizuki's pussy?"
Karupana nodded. I teased Mizuki's nipples while sliding a hand between her legs. Already soaked. I toyed with her clit, determined to swell it up big.
Mizuki leaned back against me and dropped to her knees.
"I know my mother, but I have no one I can call father."
Karupana began. She planned to have a serious talk in this situation? Fine. I turned Mizuki around and kissed her, savoring the soft feel of her lips.
"That's a weird way to put it."
I pulled back from Mizuki to respond.
"On the day I turn twenty, I must undergo the same ritual as my grandmother and mother."
"What kind?"
"They blindfold me. Then I mate with every man in the clan. If no child comes, or if it's a boy, I repeat until I bear a girl."
My hands froze on Mizuki. This was worse than what I had planned for her.
"Why the blindfold?"
"Those who inherit my grandmother's blood must never show their faces if possible. My life is just back and forth between the carriage and this tent. I only see my attendants and the guards outside."
Karupana explained. Some religious thing?
"We were okay, then?"
"Yes. Lord Mash is the hero sent by Lady Rakushel. We can't refuse if you bring your companions."
Karupana replied. Hiding her face seemed more like a strong guideline than a hard rule. Still, why the veil? Watching reactions while staring at a face is half the fun.
"...How old are you, Karupana?"
"Seventeen. But don't make that face—it's not sad. This is how our clan has kept our bloodline going. Every man in the clan could be called my father."
Karupana said.
"You really believe that?"
"If you pity me, then love me, Lord Mash. I'll respond in kind."
"Won't that break your clan's cycle?"
"Our bloodline is noble, but it can't compare to yours or Mizuki's."
"Because Rakushel summoned us?"
"Yes, but only those who inherit the blood of otherworldly heroes can receive divine skills. Not all descendants are born with them, but legend says the closer the relation to the hero, the higher the chance."
"I see..."
Aidan must carry transferrer blood then. What about Fam? Rakushel handing over that catalog probably meant she did too.
Impressed, I flicked Mizuki's nipples that many times—and she moaned right back each one.
"So, even if you act cold out of concern for me, it won't faze me. Have your fun with Mizuki first, then show me some mercy. I adore you, Lord Mash. Please cherish me forever. If any of my clansmen catch your eye, just say so—I'll prepare her."
"That's why the festival tonight?"
"That's every night. We love our entertainment."
Karupana smiled.
"Mizuki, no good men catch your eye?"
"Me? N-no, I wasn't looking like that..."
Would she have checked someone out if I'd pointed it out? I pinched and twisted her nipple.
"Hyah! I-I'm Mash's girl, so no one else!"
Mizuki gasped out her answer.
"...What now?"
I asked Mizuki. Karupana had defused me.
"I figured you'd treat me like an object and get rough tonight."
"Sorry."
Was she blaming me after all? I'd overdone it.
"So do it rough."
She was into it. She turned, hugged me tight, and we toppled onto the rug with her on top.
Mizuki latched onto my neck, sucking. Her hand found my crotch.
"You do this to me no problem."
She stroked my softened dick, wilted from Karupana's story.
"How do I make this bigger?"
"Lick it, Mizuki."
"...It always gets hard on its own."
Her mouth engulfed my shortened shaft. Her tongue rolled over it, licking upward.
As it stiffened a bit, her tongue tip poked my slit. Then she pulled off, met my eyes, gripped the shaft, and licked my balls. She lavished them carefully before tracing the seam down to my asshole.
With her hand stroking my shaft over and over and her tongue on my ass, I sprang back to life.
"Still so big."
Mizuki stared at it in her grip.
"You've seen bigger online, right?"
"Huh? Those are fakes, aren't they? No way that fits."
Let's leave it at that. No need to spoil it. I wanted her satisfied with mine forever.
"What keywords did you search? Say it."
"N-no way! Too embarrassing!"
"Come on, Mizuki. Tell me. I'll listen."
She resisted, so I pushed.
"Ugh... dick, penis, cock, prick..."
Her hand squirmed on my dick. Her face burned red—more than the lamplight could account for.
"Hey! Why list 'em all at once? I wanted to tease it out of you, one dirty word at a time—train you."
"Train what? Pervert! Just... keep going..."
She was plenty perverted herself in this setup, but I kept quiet.
She took my fully raging cock in her mouth. Tongue lavished the head, ridge, and underside. Her hand joined, pumping up and down. Her pursed lips sucked as they slid back and forth, tongue working my frenulum. Pleasure built slowly.
I reached for her tits, reveling in their size and softness.
"Mizuki, feels amazing."
My hips bucked on their own, thrusting deeper.
She gagged a little but matched my rhythm.
"Mizuki, gonna cum. Inside okay?"
"Mmf."
She nodded around it.
That pushed me over—I blew my load in her mouth.
Mizuki froze, taking it all.
Once my pulsing stopped, she pulled off.
"Mmm, mmmph—mmph?!"
She was trying to say something.
"Mizuki, sorry, can't make it out."
"Mm—! Mmmph! Mmph?!"
Her intensity screamed anger.
"Interpreter! What's Mizuki saying?!"
I called to Fam.
"She's asking if it's okay to spit since it's about to come out her nose."
"Out where? Her nose?"
"From her mouth, obviously."
Fam answered for her.
"No, swallow."
I pinched her nose and held her jaw.
"Mmph! Mm!"
I let go once I saw her throat work.
"Haa... tastes so weird still."
"Hm? You swallowed before?"
"Huh? Well... we've licked each other, and a bit leaked out, right?"
Precum, probably.
Then she eyed Fam.
"I just asked if you'd like it swallowed—didn't say anything about my nose!"
"When it was me, my mouth was so full with my spit mixed in, it felt like it'd come out my nose."
Raw talk went down.
"...You got force-fed too, huh."
Mizuki chatted with Fam, but she hadn't forgotten we were mid-sex, had she?
"No, I was curious, so I swallowed on purpose."
"...Fam, don't spoil Mash!"
Mizuki scolded Fam.
"You're the one spoiling Master, Mizuki."
"...Yeah. Guess I'll stop from now on."
The long night stretched on.
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