Chapter 34
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 34
Chapter Title: Husband and Wife with One Door Between Them
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*Knock knock knock*
Emma heads to the lounge door and asks who's there.
"Who is it? Lady Sonya is resting right now. Could you come back later?"
"Oh... Emma, it's Pierre.
I heard from a staff member that Sonya let out a groan while climbing the stairs, so I got worried and came up."
Emma approaches me and whispers that it's Pierre knocking.
The moment I hear Pierre is standing outside the door, a fun idea pops into my head.
I order Sonya to fetch the rug from the inner room of the lounge and cover the puddle of her juices and piss on the floor.
Then I slide my arm under her thighs, hoist her up, and wrap my hands around her neck, holding her in front of me.
From behind, I thrust my cock straight into her asshole.
"Hnnnggg♥︎ M-Master... Pierre's at the door hng♥︎"
Sonya can't hold back her moan with my cock buried in her ass, but she keeps her voice to me very low.
*Knock knock*
When Emma shows no reaction even after hearing that, Pierre knocks on the lounge door once more.
I keep pounding my cock into Sonya's ass as I carry her toward the door.
Sonya must be thrilled by the situation, because her pussy starts gushing juices again just like before.
Squelch squelch splurt spuuurt
"Hng♥︎ Hnnng♥︎ Ha-ah ha-ah eeeh♥︎ M-Master... if Pierre hears... hng!"
*Bang bang bang bang*
Pierre must have heard Sonya's moans, because the knocking on the lounge door grows urgent. Soon, his voice rings out.
"What's going on? Is something wrong? Sonya! Sonya!"
Emma smirks mockingly at Pierre's frantic voice from outside the door and replies.
"No, it's fine. Pierre, Sonya said her body was stiff, so I'm giving her a quick massage.
You don't need to worry that much."
*Bang bang bang*
The knocking continues fiercely, but Pierre's voice calms a bit as he speaks.
"Emma. Open this door right now. I want to check on Sonya myself."
I position Sonya as close to the door as possible and start pistoning into her ass wildly.
Excited by the thrill, Sonya squirts from her pussy once more.
Her pussy juices splash and drip down the lounge door.
Squelch squelch splurt spuuurt
Hng♥︎ Hnnng♥︎ Ha-ah ha-ah eeeh♥︎
Sonya has her eyes rolled back and tongue lolling out from the pleasure, but she clamps both hands over her mouth to muffle her moans as best she can.
*Bang bang bang bang!*
Spluuurt spluuurt pffft groooan
Hng haaaah fweeeeh♥︎
I whisper into Sonya's ear as she desperately tries to stifle her own moans.
"Come on... you have to reassure your husband, right? As his loving wife."
*Bang bang bang! Bang bang!*
Pierre's voice, which had calmed, starts rising again as he calls out to Emma.
"Emma! Why won't you open the door! Open it now!"
"Pierre... hng♡ I'm just... so exhausted right now... hng hng♡ I don't want my darling to worry... hng♡
Just... wait a little? I'll freshen up and come down. Hng♡"
The moment Pierre hears Sonya's voice, his excitement dies down, replaced by a voice full of concern.
"D-Darling... are you in a lot of pain?"
The second Pierre finishes speaking, I ram my cock even harder into Sonya's ass and grind deep.
Splaaat groooaaaan
Heh... heh... haaaaaah♥︎ I'm cummiiing♥︎
"What was that... what's wrong! Darling! At least open the door, I'm really worried."
In response to Pierre's increasingly desperate pleas, I reply in a curt tone.
"Ah, the lady's muscles are really knotted up, so I'm just working them out a bit. You don't need to worry, sir.
As the lady said, don't worry and go back downstairs to work."
Splaaat splaaat grind grind
Hnnng♥︎ Hng haaaaah♥︎
After Sonya's moan, a brief silence falls, only to be shattered by a sudden roar as the lounge door shakes violently.
*Boom boom boom!*
'Crazy bastard... what the hell is he doing out there? He's lost it completely.'
"You black-haired bastard! What are you doing to my wife!!!
Emma, are you in on it with that guy? Open this door!!! Before I smash it down."
"Darling... why are you being so scary... hnnng♥︎ It's just a massage... hng♥︎"
"You're overreacting way too much. Do you love your wife that much?
But your way of showing it seems pretty self-centered. You won't even listen to what she has to say."
*Boom boom boom*
The door shakes like it's about to break.
Pierre's howling roar echoes from outside, directed at me.
"I'm gonna kill you, you bastard!!!"
'Crazy... this guy's a total beast, hahaha.'
After the shout, a short silence follows, then a few more massive booms as the door shatters.
Pierre bursts into the lounge, a massive sledgehammer gripped in his hands.
'Whoa... that's a bit...'
The sight that greets Pierre the moment he enters is Sonya, now dressed but drenched in sweat, lying on the rug.
Emma is massaging her shoulders and arms, cradling her protectively.
Every time Emma's hands press into Sonya's skin, she lets out a moan.
Ha... ha... haaah
'It's a different kind of moan from before, but no way that musclehead notices, haha.'
Sonya and Emma stare at Pierre, who stands frozen at the lounge entrance with the sledgehammer, their eyes wide with terror.
"...Huh? Where's that guy?"
I cower behind the marble table like I'm terrified, peeking out and speaking to Pierre.
"Wh-Why are you doing this? Is it because I'm from the Western Continent? Or was there something wrong with how I spoke earlier?"
Pierre, fuming with rage, looks back and forth between me, Sonya, and Emma, his confusion growing.
"Ah...? I-I was just worried about Sonya, and I thought you were... touching my wife..."
Ha... hnnng... hng hng
Sonya, soaked from head to toe, struggles to her feet with Emma's support and approaches Pierre.
Slap
With a quivering sob, Sonya slaps Pierre's cheek weakly... then collapses into Emma's arms and speaks.
"Why... why are you doing this... Pierre... I'm so scared..."
Emma scoops Sonya up, lays her back on the rug, then strides toward Pierre, glaring daggers as she speaks.
Her tone is low and sharp.
"The moment we got to the lounge, Sister Sonya collapsed, drenched in cold sweat.
So I was using the massage techniques I learned in maid training to loosen all the knots in her body and draw out the toxins built up inside... What exactly has you so pissed off?
Just because I wouldn't open the door? Sister was probably hiding how bad she felt because she didn't want you to worry!
And you don't even appreciate that, you suspect her and smash the door down? What kind of nonsense is that! *Sob...*"
Pierre fidgets anxiously in front of Emma as she unleashes her words, then drops the sledgehammer from his hand.
Thud
'Whoa... their acting is top-tier. Separate from that, Pierre really trusts his wife, huh.
Those sounds from outside? Anyone would think it was sex moans. And he buys it?'
"Pierre, get out. We'll clean up here and take Sister home, then head back to the estate.
Honestly, I never want to see your face again. I feel sorry for Sister, loving a violent man like you!
I'm so disappointed in you. Get out now. Your presence is disturbing her rest!"
Pierre shuffles out of the lounge with slumped shoulders, unable to lift his head.
"Emma... Sonya... I'm really sorry... I must have lost my mind for a moment..."
Watching Pierre turn to leave, I feel like teasing him more.
"Um... could you take the sledgehammer with you... eek!"
I call out to his back as he leaves, then when he whips his head around to glare at me, I act utterly terrified.
Seeing that, Sonya cries out in a hoarse voice.
"Pierre!"
'His reactions are hilarious. That Pierre bastard, hahaha.'
To hold back my laughter, I completely hide my face behind the table leg.
Once Pierre is gone, I laugh and praise Sonya and Emma.
"I didn't know my slaves and milk cow had such talent for acting? Hahaha, I'm very satisfied.
I'll head down first, so get ready and meet me at the central square."
Sonya and Emma bow their heads together and reply in unison.
"Yes, Master! We'll get ready right away and come down. Thank you for the praise."
As I head down to the first floor, Pierre glances at me with a sullen expression and starts to rise from the counter.
I deliberately exaggerate my gestures as I speak.
"Eek! I'm just a lowly home tutor. Don't hurt me... eeeek!"
'Heh, you bald-headed moron. Take some comfort in seeing me scared.'
Pierre sits back down and waves me off dismissively, averting his gaze.
'This guy's consistent, huh. Not even a hint of apology toward me?
According to Sonya and Emma's act, I'm a victim too.
That's the kind of personality that lets his wife become my livestock. What a moron.'
*Ding-a-ling*
I leave the general store and sit on a bench in the central square, pondering how to use the information Sonya mentioned earlier.
'If Ella and Sonya just align their stories and tell Adelin together, Pierre is done for.
No matter the actual facts, Ruan—who'd defend Pierre—isn't here anyway.
The question is whether, after kicking Pierre out, the Tolly Family will entrust logistics here to Sonya.
Will that arrogant Adelin really trust a commoner like Sonya? That's a separate issue...'
Basking in the sunlight, I close my eyes and sink into thought.
Suddenly, Emma—who's sat beside me—whispers in my ear.
"Master, I've brought Sonya."
"Emma. Will the ordered items be delivered to the annex by tonight?"
Sonya, standing in front of the bench, answers.
"Yes, Master. They'll arrive around dinner time along with the ingredients.
I wanted to deliver them myself, but... with Pierre today, it might be tough. I'm sorry!"
Looking at Sonya's apologetic face, full of regret, I grab her hands—clasped over her belly as she bows—and speak.
"My little milk cow, are you disappointed? You were enjoying my cock for once, and it got interrupted? You slutty thing."
Sonya blushes, her voice small but fervent.
"If... if it weren't for Pierre... I could have served Master's cock more...!
Master! I want to get rid of Pierre from my life as soon as possible. When do we execute the plan?"
I gesture for Sonya to kneel, then tap her cheek as I continue.
"For now, hold off until I give the order. The right moment will come soon.
Sigh... my slutty milk cow, you're pissed you didn't get to play with my cock more, huh."
Sonya flusters, waving her hands in denial.
"N-No, that's not it. I just feel like I couldn't serve you enough...
You were finally using your milk cow as a sex toy for once..."
'Clever bitch. She never lets on it's her own desires. Smart head on her.'
I tug lightly on the livestock tag attached to her navel and say.
"You did well today. Look forward to next time. Livestock bitch. I'll summon you to the annex once during the week."
"Yesss... Master♡ Your worthless pussy milk cow will wait for that day."
'Before that, I need to break Sophia's spirit a bit more, then let mother and daughter have some quality time.'
Hearing Sonya's reply, I release the tag and gesture for her to go home.
"Milk cow, you can get home alone, right? Emma, let's head back to the annex."
"Yes, Master."
♣♣♣
On the way from the square past the general store toward the village gate, I notice all sorts of tulip and flower boxes everywhere.
'What's this? It wasn't like this last time. Especially the tulips—tons of them, even colors I've never seen.'
"Emma. Why is the whole village overflowing with tulips? There's even stacks of crates in front of the store."
"It's because the Deid Tulip Festival starts this Sunday.
Not just the village—the festival grounds will be planted with tulips of every variety from all over the western region."
"Really? Sounds like a huge event."
"Yes. It's the biggest spring festival in the Deid region by far.
On the first day, the Tolly Family Head will give the opening speech to kick off the grand festivities.
Normally it'd be Ruan, but since he's away, Adelin might handle it.
Not just Tolly people—even the Bessy Family, who rule the other half of Deid, will attend."
"Sounds fun. Let's go on the first day and soak in the festival vibe."
'Perfect event for some fun times with my slaves and livestock. Ah... today's been great all around.'