Chapter 33
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Sonya's Plan to Drag Her Husband to Rock Bottom
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The day after drilling Ella's lowly position into her head,
I headed to Pierre's general store, partly to check if Emma was handling the task Sonya had given her properly.
Ding-a-ling.
Pierre flashed a smile upon seeing Emma enter with the chime of the bell, but his face twisted into a scowl the moment he spotted me trailing behind.
'Bald bastard's got some honest facial expressions.'
"Supposed to be a home tutor, huh? You sure got a lot of free time on your hands, black-hair."
Pierre spat the words at me in a voice laced with irritation, starting to rise from the counter.
But Sonya, who had been inspecting the shelves, stopped him and approached us instead.
"Honey. I'll guide them."
"Oh, Jin, what brings you here? Emma's come along too? You placed that huge order last week—must need a ton of stuff for the annex?"
"Just wanted to browse the store a bit. Emma's been dying to see you too. Mind showing us around?"
"Of course~ Any friend of Emma's is a friend of mine. Head on up to the second floor, sir."
Sonya replied with a smile, giving my shoulder a friendly pat.
I could see veins bulging on Pierre's shiny bald scalp as he watched his wife cozying up to me.
'Whoa... is that bald fuck even human? How are those veins popping so damn clearly? What a pathetic loser.'
As we passed the counter on our way deeper into the store, Sonya called out to Pierre.
"Pierre~ Mind if I show them around and spend some time with Emma?"
Pierre smoothed out his sour expression and replied to Sonya in a warm tone.
"Of course. Go ahead and hang out with Emma as long as you like—no need to worry."
'Feels like he's emphasizing Emma on purpose. Or am I imagining it?'
"Then follow me, Jin, Emma."
As we climbed the stairs to the second floor behind Sonya, I grabbed her ass and whispered into her ear.
"Pretty smooth acting there. What, did your love for your husband suddenly bloom again while I wasn't looking?
By the way, why's Pierre manning the counter himself? Store's big enough that he could slack off at home."
"Ahhn♡ As if. I'm just Master's breeding milk cow. Sure, I'm a worthless livestock that doesn't even produce milk.
I want to ditch Pierre ASAP and live with Master. Hehnn♡ The reason Pierre's at the counter is... haa♡"
I gave Sonya's ass a light smack as she trailed off with a moan.
"You slutty milk cow, quit getting off and answer the damn question. You wanna get caught by customers or the staff right now?"
"Heeehn♡ If that's what Master wants... Pierre insists he's the store's face as the owner, so he won't let anyone else take the counter.
Except when he absolutely has to step away... hng♡"
'Damn, it's only been a few days since I last saw this milk cow, and she's already starving for it.
Hope Pierre didn't hear those moans. Timing's not right yet...'
We wandered the second floor casually, following Sonya's lead, before heading up to the top floor—the sixth—the couple's private lounge.
Once we were alone with no one else around, Sonya dropped into dogeza and greeted me.
"I've been desperately waiting for Master to arrive. Thank you for visiting this lowly livestock."
I pressed down on her emerald hair with my shoe still on and said,
"You dumb livestock bitch. You were moaning like a whore just from a quick touch—think that'll fly? Get up and fetch the goods."
A moment later, Sonya grunted as she hauled over a fairly large box.
Opening it revealed tools fit for a whore: branding irons for livestock, stamps for engraving cunts, and the like.
'The quality's better than I expected.'
After inspecting the items, I turned to Sonya, who was dogeza-ing beside the box with her forehead to the floor.
"Sonya. Since when do livestock wear human clothes?"
Sonya stripped off her green belted dress, revealing nothing underneath except heart-shaped nipple covers and a dangling livestock tag from her navel.
I stopped her as she started to drop back into dogeza after undressing.
"Oh yeah, I taught the daughter but hadn't shown the mom yet."
"Emma. Demonstrate the basic pose."
Emma immediately stripped off her clothes, folded them neatly to the side, raised her arms, spread her legs, and assumed the basic pose.
"Listen up, milk cow. This is the greeting pose all livestock like you take from today onward. Copy her."
"Y-yes! Thank you for teaching me the proper greeting!"
Sonya mimicked Emma's basic pose, but unlike her daughter Sophia, she couldn't support her massive tits and ass on tiptoes—her legs trembled.
"Sigh. Can't even measure up to your own daughter, milk cow. Plant your soles flat and shove that pussy forward more!"
"Haaa... Yes, Master. Sorry for being such a useless milk cow."
Sonya's pussy was already overflowing with juices in the basic pose, dripping down her thighs to puddle on the floor.
I tapped the surface of her pussy with the tip of my shoe, and she didn't just drip—she squirted, throwing her head back.
Splurt... splurt spluuurt.
"Heeeeehn♡ Th-thank you, M-Master! Hehn, hehn♡"
"You trash-pussy bitch. Cumming already just from a few taps? Who said you could go?"
"Hweeee♡ C-can't help it just seeing Master♡ Th-thank you for touching this trash livestock♡"
I pulled my shoe away from her still-climaxing, squirting pussy and said,
"First, give me a progress report. Do good, and I might give this horny livestock the reward it's craving."
At the word "reward," Sonya snapped to attention, straightened up, and guided me and Emma to a table deeper in the lounge.
Once we sat around the marble table, she brought tea and desserts before kneeling under it.
"Ah. You sit in a chair and report too."
"Yes, thank you, Master!"
"Alright, let's begin the report.
While pondering how to strip Pierre of all his shares, I got my hands on some pretty useful info!"
"Cut the buildup. Get to the point."
Sonya pulled something from the upper pocket of the belted dress she'd set aside earlier and showed it to me.
It was a black stone about the size of my palm, etched with an unfamiliar pattern.
"What's this supposed to be?"
"Hubby explained it's a stone that suppresses mana awakening around kids who haven't come of age yet..."
'Never even heard of anything like that. And there's no trace of mana from this thing.
Sonya wouldn't lie now that she's under my control. If it's real, I could tie this to Ella's situation and straight-up kill Pierre with it.'
"Can I trust Pierre's word? Never heard of anything like this.
Explain from the start, step by step."
"Yes, Master! Hubby and I share most things without asking, but there's this one schedule he never detailed—meeting an external supplier once a month.
I trusted him before, so I never pried... but on Master's orders, I dug into it!"
"How? He just spill when you suddenly asked?"
Sonya beamed with pride as she answered.
"I hounded him for days, sobbing that he must be cheating.
Dumbass Pierre loves me too much—he ended up showing me this and swearing it was the reason."
Her smug expression made me want to mess with her, so I brought my finger to her lips as she spoke.
The moment it touched, she started sucking it devotedly.
Slurp, slurp... haa, haa...
"Cheating yourself while using that to pressure Pierre? You sly, slutty livestock bitch."
Sonya stopped sucking, blushed, and replied,
"N-no! I'm Master's livestock... any skinship with Pierre is the cheating..."
"Yeah, yeah. Keep going."
"Right. Anyway, after hearing him out, I pressed why he needed something like this and told him not to lie...
Pierre said it was Ruan's orders and he couldn't say more—sorry.
Once Ruan's name came up, I couldn't push harder. Forgive me... Master♡"
'Eh... Pierre's such a wife simp that getting the item's purpose out of him is plenty.'
"So, got any follow-up plans? Not bad for a milk cow's brain."
Thrilled by the praise, Sonya squished her tits from the sides with her arms while seated, wriggling happily.
"Heh... hehe♡ Yeah... Tell Adelin that Ella couldn't awaken her mana because of this stone,
and Pierre's done for... right? Ruan's not even here to defend him anyway."
'Ruan blabbed to the whole village before heading to the capital? Even Sonya knows.'
"You dumb livestock bitch. You think that makes the shares fully yours? You're still Pierre's wife."
"If I report it directly to Adelin as a whistleblower, it should be fine. Back when Pierre was Ruan's squire,
I worked for the Tolly family too."
'Not bad. She's thinking hard for a livestock bitch. Simple, but a solid direct approach.
Guess she had some ties with Adelin after all?'
"Oh? So you've met Adelin before?"
"Yes... When Pierre went on the Western Continent expedition as Ruan's squire,
he asked Ruan to look after me—his childhood friend and fiancée.
So I served as Adelin's personal secretary until Pierre returned. We married right after, started the store, and I quit."
"Good girl, milk cow. Smarter than you look. Reward time—lie on the floor and beg for cock!"
Sonya hopped up, lay on the floor, spread her legs in an M, slipped her arms between her thighs, and spread her pussy.
"Master! Please grant your cock to this lewd milk cow who squirts just glimpsing you from afar!
This filthy body wants to pleasure cock with its trash milk-cow pussy! Heeeeehn♡"
She begged for cock until she went into heat, squirting and wailing in ecstasy.
'Slutty milk cow doesn't give a shit who hears—really laying into the begging.'
I stripped and slapped her massive milk bags while saying,
Slap slap slap.
"You slutty milk cow. What if someone downstairs hears and comes up? Thoughtless bitch!"
Sonya bucked her hips harder with each slap to her tits, getting even more aroused.
"Heeeeehn♡ It's fiiiine♡ The lounge is specially soundproofed.
Pierre wanted total peace whenever I rested. Hng, hng♡ So it's safe♡"
Slap slap.
"The more I learn, the more I see you were a thorough bitch. Not very livestock-like!"
"Heeeeehn♡ Th-thank you for the praise— Cock... please give me cock♡ Fill this slutty milk cow hole♡"
As I lined up to ram into the begging, climaxing milk cow's trash pussy, a glowing emerald plug caught my eye in her asshole.
'Wearing it properly, milk cow.'
"Special treat today—no sloppy used pussy. I'll fuck your last virgin hole, that tight backdoor!"
With that, I yanked out the anal plug in one go and pressed my cock against the gaping hole.
'Ngh! Fuck, it's so tight—barely going in.'
"Aaaah! Ogogok, ogogok♥︎ M-Master, th-thank... ♥︎ Thank you...
Thank you for taking Sonya's backdoor virginity♥︎ Ogogogok♥︎ Haa, haa..."
Sonya shed tears from the pain of her ass being forcibly breached, but the pleasure overwhelmed her—she screamed even louder.
'Ngh! Her ass is huge, but this backdoor's insanely tight. Wasn't fully broken in yet?
But mercy's a luxury for livestock bitches! Hng, hng! Hng!'
I thrust harder, forcing her anal walls wide as I shoved in.
"Aaaak! Aaak ogok, ogogok it hurts... no it feels good, so gooood♥︎ Hehn it's painful but too gooood♥︎ Hng♥︎
Hweeeee♥︎ Masteeer sorry, I'm sorry♥︎ Can't hold it, worthless bitch♥︎"
Hng! Hng! Hng!
Finally balls-deep in her ass, suddenly liquid sprayed.
Sssssshhhh.
Sonya wasn't just squirting pussy juice—she was pissing everywhere.
'Fuck... filthy livestock bitch.'
I pulled out of her ass and stepped back.
Even without cock in her back hole, Sonya kept bucking her hips, soaking herself in piss.
Sssssshhhh.
"Heeeeehn♥︎ Won't stooop♥︎ Filthy bitch sowree hehn sorry♥︎ I dirtied Master♥︎"
Only after drenching herself and the surroundings in piss and squirt did Sonya finally stop, panting heavily.
I nudged her sole with my foot and said,
"Filthy livestock bitch. Lick clean every drop of your piss that splashed on me. Do it again, and you're gone."
"S-sowree♥︎ Won't happen again♥︎"
She got up and licked every bit of her piss and juices off me.
Just as she finished, a knock came from the lounge door.
Knock knock knock.