Della's Devotion and the Inn's Handover
This was the all-ages version of the chapter. The back...? If it was the back, did she mean her ass? I thought she was clueless, but she had that kind of taste...? No, that wasn't it. Della really had no idea.
"Nngh... If you put it in there... Master's baby will go deep inside my belly... The front just comes back out as pee..."
"Well, you could put it in the back too, but..."
That's where other stuff comes out, Della... I was about to say, when she urged me on.
"Then hurry up and put it in, please..."
What... Even if I explained, she probably wouldn't get it right away, so I did as she asked. Soon Della let out a piercing scream, shrieking for me to pull out.
"It hurts! Take it out!"
"See? I told you that's not the spot..."
"It really hurts... Please take it out... Hnngh... It hurts so much..."
I had no intention of tormenting Della, so amid the tight squeeze, I went thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.
"Hnnngh... It hurts... It hurts so much..."
"Sorry, Della. I told you to put it in the front."
"O-okay... Do whatever you want, Master..."
Della sniffled as she collapsed onto me, surrendering her body. I thrust into her again, thrust, thrust, thrust. In the midst of it, thrust, her thrust, thrust a few times thrust, and Della cried out once more, thrust "Kyaaah! You're bad...! Haaak! On purpose...! You're doing it on purpose! Kyak!"
"It's because you're so sensitive, Della!"
"Hic!"
Della flopped around like a fish out of water, and I had to wait until she calmed down.
"Sorry... It's... it's okay now..."
A bit more composed, Della panted.
I thrust into her thrust, thrust—a place that had never taken anything before thrust, thrust, thrust, struggling a bit.
"Kngh... Mas... ter... It's... coming in... it's all the way in..."
Della drooled, mumbling incoherently. She'd climaxed several times already thrust, thrust, her first time ever thrust, completely out of it. Still, somehow thrust all the way into Della's thrust. I whispered in her ear.
"I'm gonna move now."
"Y-yes... Yes... Gently... please... I'm scared..."
"I'll go easy."
I gripped her sweat-slicked thrust hips and thrust. "Hic...!" Thrust, thrust, thrust—each time, Della thrust. I hadn't even moved much before we both thrust. The bedding beneath us was soaked thrust, thrust, clinging to our bodies. Della's long, lush blonde hair down to her waist was drenched like seaweed, plastered to her thrust.
"M-Master... Ngh! If... thrust... Eek! thrust you're gonna... tell me...! Promise!"
"Nngh... Got it..."
"Promise... Hnngt! You have to tell me...! Promise you'll tell me! Don't just thrust...!"
"I promise... Oh, it's coming...!"
Della flailed in panic, thrust. Then she spun around frantically and just as I thrust, thrust pulled out, she engulfed it.
"Grk...! Della...!"
Della's tongue thrust—I thrust. With both hands, she thrust not a drop escaping thrust. The thrust, thrust sound was loud enough for me to hear.
"Hnnngh... All thrust... Master's thrust..."
"Come here, Della. Let me hold you."
I gently embraced her thrust-exhausted form.
"Master... It feels so open... My chest was always so stuffy, like it was clogged... Masturbating alone never satisfied it... But now it's all released..."
"Good."
"And every time, I was so nervous about getting caught by the others or you... That made it even more pent up..."
"Then let's do more. Until you're completely satisfied."
"But you're working so hard... I feel bad asking for more..."
But contrary to her worry, thrust it sprang back up like nothing happened thrust.
"See, Della? You're so pretty and sexy, I could go again and again."
"Oh my! It's alive again!"
Her face flushing, Della said shyly.
"Right... thrust away?"
"Yeah. Until you tell me to stop."
"Yayyy..."
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Della and I lost count of the thrusts. She always begged me to warn her before thrust, and thrust, thrust swallowed every drop. I didn't know why, but Della's thrust—it was her thrust.
"Ngh... Master... In... my bag... massage beads..."
"Hah... hah... What for...?"
"Somehow... together... it'd feel... even better... Haak...! Right...?"
As I thrust into Della, I reached into her bag. My fingers found a smooth wooden bead about the size of a knuckle deep inside.
"How do you use this?"
"Turn it on... No... just give it to me..."
Della activated the wooden bead. It hummed and vibrated wildly.
"Keep moving, Master..."
I thrust into her again thrust. Della thrust.
"Nnnnnngh... Mas... teeeer... It's weird...!"
The bead's vibrations were so intense, Della's thrust.
"Nyaaah! Master! Another thrust! Sorryyy!"
Della's thrust.
"Della. I'm thrust too!"
"Wait! Don't inside thrust!"
Della twisted wildly to pull off, then caught it in her mouth as I thrustthrust.
"Hnnnngh..."
Hollowing her cheeks, thrust Della savored it thrust.
"Grk... Oh...! Sorry!!"
Della burped softly and clapped her hand over her mouth in surprise.
"Cute, Della."
"Hehe... Sorry... But look... Master's thrust... So full..."
Stroking her bulging belly, Della beamed happily. Seeing that, I got hard again thrust. Della said stop with her mouth, but her body thrust.
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"Master... Please... really stop now... Let me stop..."
Della sprawled like a frog, limbs akimbo, mumbling through her thrust.
"Forgive me... I feel broken... Please let me stop..."
"I'm gonna thrust again..."
"Wait... thrust... thrust like that..."
Della stuck out her tongue and opened wide. I filled her thrust. Now even thrust Della's thrust. Della thrust.
"Let's rest now..."
I collapsed onto her.
"Master... I love you..."
Della nibbled my earlobe, whispering.
"I love you, Master... I want to be with you forever..."
"I'll be with you forever too..."
Stimulated by my tender words, Della's thrust.
"Hng... Another thrust..."
We rolled on the floor, embracing and listening to each other's breaths for a long time. Soon, Della spoke in a clearer voice.
"Master. I don't want this inn. I'd rather sell it. You're giving it to me anyway... so I can do what I want... right...?"
She trailed off, peeking at my face. I smiled down at her.
"Then can I take the money from selling it?"
"Of course! Take it all, Master. I don't need it. As long as I can stay by your side."
Determined, Della continued.
"I'll manage the bathhouse too. You said you've never thought of anyone else for it. So if I don't run this inn, it's good for you and good for me, right?"
She wants to stay by my side that badly...? Well... I felt the same revulsion at the thought of her leaving. It wasn't just losing a good waitress. Della had built this inn with me from the start. I'd grown attached to her—beyond that, I truly cherished her like a little sister. Leaving a smart, kind, young girl like her alone in this rough big city made me uneasy. And as the guard said, shady types would swarm her over gambling debts. Honestly, if she wanted to run an inn later, buying her a building would be no big deal. I had solid backing from Marquis Kekers, and I could just say it was a branch in another city. So no need to force independence now—I could help whenever she wanted.
Yeah... I don't want you to leave either.
"That's tempting. Sounds like a good deal."
At my positive response, Della grinned and nuzzled my chest.
"Thank you... for understanding..."
"Then we need to sort out the staff coming in tomorrow... How many?"
"Hmm... Not sure how it's changed in half a year, but including all the rotation girls, over twenty?"
"Twenty...? Hm... Get up for a sec."
I threw off the covers and sat Della up. Bewildered, she sat there.
"Not the time for this. Let's go downstairs. We need to check the log and calculate wages now."
"Can't we do it tomorrow...? Why now..."
"No. Wages have to be precise. They might have families to feed. No reason to waste time."
I took Della downstairs. Opening all the windows to air out the smoke, I rummaged behind the counter and found the staff log. Lighting candles, we huddled together, calculating the remaining pay for tomorrow's staff, pulling an all-nighter.
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The next morning, I left sleeping Della and went downstairs. I roughly washed in the kitchen's big cold-water tub, dressed properly, and sat in the hall waiting. Not for the staff—their pay was settled last night with Della. I was waiting for someone else.
Leg crossed, tapping my foot, soon someone pounded on the inn door like they meant to break it. The one taking over from Della had finally arrived. I stood and walked to the door.