The Adult Goods Store
“Take us to an adult goods store.”
The moment I told the coachman our next destination, Hana’s face twisted into a scowl and she snapped in a voice thick with irritation.
“Ugh. Drop me off at the mansion and you two go by yourselves.”
I had zero intention of indulging her blatant display of disgust. I shook my head and answered in a firm, unyielding tone.
“Absolutely not.”
Not a chance. Where did she think she was running off to?
Sensing the iron resolve behind my words, Hana whipped her head away with a sharp turn.
Let’s see how long that expression lasts. That plump little pussy… those stiff nipples… blindfold those insolent eyes, bind her arms and legs… heh heh heh.
While I let a dark little smile curl across my lips, picturing Hana—currently pouting and radiating pure attitude—panting around filthy toys, writhing while blindfolded and restrained…
Can’t forget Selena either. First I’ll buy her some dirty novels and picture books so she can expand her lewd knowledge… then something to gently open up that tight little ass… heh heh heh…
While I grinned lecherously at the image of Selena—who kept shooting me uneasy glances and flushing red—moaning filthy words and thrashing from the stretch in her rear…
…the coachman, ears burning crimson from whatever he was imagining, brought the carriage to a halt.
“A-ahem… W-we’ve arrived.”
Hearing the coachman’s awkward announcement, I stepped down and led my two slaves into the adult shop hanging a sign that read Libido. Display cases and mannequins filled the interior.
One case held dildos of various sizes, made of some soft-looking material I couldn’t quite identify.
Hmm… nothing bigger than mine. As expected of S-rank potency.
Another case was packed tight with bottles of curious pink liquid.
Aphrodisiacs? No—that smells a little too criminal. Lubricant, maybe?
A case full of multicolored blobs that writhed in an unsettling way.
Slimes…? Looks like it… but how and where do you even use them? Stuff them inside?
A case crammed with whips and switches of every length and shape.
The short, stiff ones like riding crops or horsewhips look usable enough, but what about those long floppy ones or the ones with a ton of tails?
A case draped with anal beads of every length and every bead size imaginable.
With just those, Selena’s… and Hana’s too… heh heh…
A case filled with soft-looking ropes and restraints of every material.
Tie Hana up with those and do this and that… hoo hoo…
A case where something long and soft lay coiled like a snake.
That one’s gotta be over a meter easy… hmm…
And a case where a few massive dildos—thicker and longer than a grown man’s forearm, shaped nothing like anything human—radiated pure intimidation.
Even with an S-rank, I guess next to large monsters or beasts a human’s still just a human… Still, what kind of woman actually uses those…
I was still touring the cases of every tool imaginable, freshly humbled by the sight of those inhuman cocks, and just about to turn my eyes toward the mannequins dressed in lewd outfits and gear when a bright voice rang out.
“Thank you for visiting Libido, Hamel’s finest adult shop! Looking for anything in particular?”
I looked toward the voice and found a cute-looking woman standing there.
Wearing a bunny-girl outfit.
—Gulp…
Uh… this is… in person…
I had seen bunny girls countless times in games, cosplay photos, AVs, and adult comics, but never once in the flesh. Staring at one right in front of me, I swallowed hard without thinking and blankly scanned the clerk—whose face was adorable yet whose chest and hips were absurdly oversized.
Her upper body was wrapped in a tight black bodysuit, her legs sheathed in fishnet stockings, long rabbit ears twitching upward.
Drinking in the cute-yet-sexy figure of the bunny girl, I pointed at one of the mannequins and said,
“Everything that mannequin’s wearing. Two of each.”
The mannequin under my finger wore a blindfold, a ball gag, and a nose hook. It was dressed in a bodysuit made of nothing but straps and had a collar around its neck—the classic SM look. The clerk nodded.
“Understood. Shall I prepare them in the same colors as that one?”
“Hmm… One set in red, one in black.”
I named the colors that might as well be the SM standard. The clerk gave a light bow.
“Understood. I’ll have them ready shortly.”
With that she disappeared through a small door in the back.
I watched her go, white rabbit tail bobbing on her swaying hips, then took Selena—who was flushing and sneaking glances at the adult goods everywhere—and Hana—who was still scowling—and started filling a shopping basket.
Anal beads in several sizes, to gently open Selena’s rear that could barely take a finger.
“Uuu… Y-you’re really going to do my… anal…”
Don’t worry, Selena. I’ll open you up nice and soft.
A few switches and whips for Hana, who clearly needed some discipline.
“W-what are you even going to use those for? Planning to become a teacher? Or a coachman?”
What for? To reclaim a master’s authority, obviously.
Anal plugs in several sizes so Selena could get used to the foreign sensation inside her gut.
“W-what is that…? Th-that one looks way too big…”
Don’t worry. It’s all for you. Heh heh.
Restraints thick and sturdy enough to hold even Hana’s strength.
“Even death-row inmates and traitors don’t wear stuff like that.”
That’s because they don’t have a hero’s power.
I kept answering them in my head every time they reacted to something I picked up, steadily filling the basket, until I stopped in front of a monster dildo that looked easily twice the size of my own cock.
The moment I halted before that vicious thing, Selena and Hana spoke in trembling voices.
“N-no. Master… Th-this really won’t work… I-it’s already hard enough taking Master’s… I-if you put that in… I-I’ll die…”
“Y-you’re not serious? R-right? Right? Th-this isn’t something a person uses. So just stop looking at things like that…”
I had no intention of using a dildo of that ridiculous size on either of them, but seeing them so terrified made me want to tease them. I pulled one of the dildos from the case and muttered,
“I wonder whose cock this was modeled after… That one’s a horse, and this one looks like a dog…”
“M-Master. Why do you even need to know that… Just put it back and look at something else… Y-yeah. M-maybe we need more anal stuff…?”
“Th-there’s a saying that ‘ignorance is bliss,’ right? From where I’m standing, that seems like something we don’t need to know, so let’s not try to find out. More importantly, wh-what about the costume that mannequin’s wearing? I-it looks like a fox…?”
Convinced I was genuinely interested in the dildos, the two of them scrambled to redirect my attention. That was when the clerk returned carrying paper bags and spoke up.
“That one is modeled after a minotaur’s genitals. According to Miss A’s review, it gives such a dizzying experience you almost feel like it’s going to come out through your mouth.”
Hearing there were even reviews, I asked,
“So people actually use these?”
The clerk handed me the paper bags containing the gear the mannequin had been wearing and answered,
“Of course. But it’s not a product I’d recommend for beginners. You need proper stretching, and plenty of prep work before insertion.”
Selena’s and Hana’s faces brightened at the clerk’s words.
I laughed inwardly at the pair of them, put the dildo back in the case, and said,
“We should listen to the expert’s opinion. By the way, what are those?”
I pointed at the writhing blobs in another case. The clerk answered,
“Ah. Those are vibrating slimes. They’re a harmless slime species trained so that when they feel pressure—or when they stick to human skin—they start vibrating. They’re a very hot item right now; lots of customers of both genders come looking for them.”
Oh. So basically vibrators or little bullet vibes?
I’d been a little disappointed there weren’t any vibrating toys, so I started calculating how many vibrating slimes we’d need.
One for the pussy, one for the ass. One for the clit. One for each nipple. That’s five per person?
Finished with the math, I dropped ten vibrating slimes into the basket.
Seeing the multicolored vibrating slimes squirming inside the basket, Selena spoke in a shaky voice.
“I-isn’t that way too many? Wh-where are you planning to put them…? A-and they’re monsters, so feeding them and everything won’t be easy… M-maybe just buy one…”
Unwilling to miss a chance to boost sales, the clerk smiled sweetly and solved Selena’s worry for her.
“No need to worry. This species feeds on bodily fluids and skin flakes, so as long as you use them regularly, they won’t die.”
Guess I’ll have to use them regularly so they don’t die, then.
Filing the vibrating-slime care instructions away in my head, I added a few dirty novels, a bunny-girl outfit, and a double-headed dildo with a glans on both ends to the basket.
“…total is…”
Since it wasn’t my money, the amount vanished from my mind the instant it was spoken. We paid, carried several paper bags back to the carriage, ate at a restaurant the coachman recommended, and returned to the mansion.