Chapter 42
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: Eirin's Breakfast as a Slave
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The next morning, I woke up at my usual time to find Emma kneeling by the bedside, waiting patiently.
"Did you sleep well, Master? Your breakfast is ready."
I beckoned Emma—dressed in a traditional French maid outfit with her chest boldly exposed—to climb onto the bed.
As I fondled her ample, soft breasts, I asked,
"What about Eirin?"
"She returned to the annex at dawn and is now waiting outside the bedroom door in dogeza position."
I kneaded Emma's warm breasts as I stepped out of the bedroom door. There was Eirin, prostrated naked on the floor.
"This lowly slave girl greets her Master."
I gently pressed down on Eirin's head with my foot as she bowed and asked,
"Did you wrap things up nicely with Adelin?"
"Yes... She said she'll attend the Tulip Festival opening ceremony on Sunday when she returns, along with Sophia..."
'Looks like they talked it out somehow. Or maybe Adelin didn't care since this bitch has always done whatever she wanted.'
"I'm going to eat. Follow along like the slave you are."
Eirin paused for a moment in thought, then crawled after me on all fours toward the dining room.
As she followed, Eirin hesitantly spoke up.
"Um... Master? May this lowly slave ask a question...?"
'A question just to ask permission? And crawling on all fours like it's natural... Looks like Emma gave her some training while I slept.'
"What is it? A lowly slave bitch like you doesn't even have the freedom to think, but I'll hear you out this once."
"...I have to attend the opening ceremony with Sophia on Sunday...
How should I bring Sophia along...?"
I turned around, lowered myself, and tapped Eirin's cheek as I replied,
"You'll find out soon enough, so think it over carefully. Slave bitch."
Upon hearing my words, Eirin froze with a blank expression before shuddering, as if a terrifying thought had crossed her mind.
Once we arrived at the dining room, I said to Emma,
"Emma, grab a dog bowl for the slave bitch and stay here. I'm going to feed the livestock with her.
Slave bitch, take what Emma gives you and follow along carrying it."
Emma handed Eirin a dog bowl filled with white rice and another with cereal.
Eirin accepted the dog bowls, trembling with humiliation as she stared down at them. Emma slapped her cheek.
Smack!
"Slave bitch, say thank you after receiving it."
Perhaps humiliated and furious at being treated this way by a former servant, thick tears welled up in Eirin's eyes.
As Emma raised her hand to slap her again, Eirin shuddered and offered her thanks.
"Th-thank you... for the food..."
'Her reactions to Emma are entertaining. Seems like she still has some pride left when it's not me. Cocky bitch.'
I opened the door to the training room and received Sophia's greeting.
Sophia was in her standard pose, dogeza position, bowing to me.
Ever since she serviced me alongside Ella the other day, Sophia's gaze had noticeably grown more submissive.
"Woof! Thank you for gracing this bitch with your presence again today, Master.
As your cum tank, Sophia has faithfully preserved every drop of your precious semen in her womb without spilling any. Woof!"
I called for Eirin, who was lingering at the door.
Sophia's eyes flickered for a moment upon seeing Eirin enter naked, carrying two dog bowls.
"Slave bitch, this is my pet bitch. Greet her nicely, yeah?"
Eirin greeted her former friend in a trembling voice.
"Hello. I am Eirin, your Master's lowliest slave...
It is an honor to greet the dog kept by my Master."
I patted Eirin's ass as she formally addressed Sophia.
"Slave bitch, no matter how lowly you are, do you use formal speech on a dog pup? She's livestock, so talk casually."
"Ahhn♡ Yes. Thank you."
Eirin seemed aroused just from the pat on her ass, her love juices dripping from her pussy and trailing down her thighs.
"Put the cereal bowl in front of the bitch and the rice bowl under your pussy. The bitch will top it nicely for you, no skimping."
Once Eirin placed the dog bowls as instructed, I ordered Sophia,
"Lewd bitch, you've been storing the cum well, right? Top our slave bitch's meal to make it tasty, then eat what's left."
Sophia, now accustomed to it, casually removed her pussy plug and expelled the semen from her womb.
'Ugh... the smell. Even though it's my own cum, after a day marinating in Sophia's body, it's pungent.
But I have to endure it for the slave bitch's training. I'm an excellent Master, after all.'
Lost in self-admiration for a moment, I tugged on Eirin's nipples as she stood there dumbly staring at the semen-filled rice bowl.
Eirin squirted love juices from her pussy, her flushed face turning toward me.
"Heeeehn♡ M-Master...?"
"What are you staring at? Hurry up and grab your bowl and follow. Good bitches get tasty breakfast."
Sophia dogeza'd over her own expelled semen, gave thanks, then began eating the cereal with her mouth only.
"Woof! Thank you. Thank you for letting a lowly bitch like me eat such delicious food today!"
Eirin averted her gaze to the floor, unable to watch Sophia eat the semen and cereal mouth-only from the floor.
By the time we reached the dining room, the table was laden with a variety of breads like baguettes and focaccia as mains,
alongside olive oil, herbs, tomato bruschetta,
and sides filling the empty spaces: assorted cheeses, Greek yogurt, honey, seasonal fruits,
salads, frittatas, and smoked salmon.
Eirin's expression brightened slightly at the lavish breakfast table, so different from yesterday.
'Does this bitch think... she'll get to eat some too?'
As I took my seat, Eirin naturally set her bowl on the table and tried to sit across from me.
Thud!
Before she could even place the bowl, Emma kicked her side, sending her sprawling to the floor.
The dog bowl tipped over, spilling its contents on the floor.
I casually said to Emma as if it were nothing,
"Oh, ignore me, Emma. Teach our slave how to eat properly. She still thinks she's nobility, huh?"
"Yes, Master."
I spread bruschetta topping on a sliced baguette, took a bite, and watched Emma and Eirin.
Emma grabbed Eirin by the hair and dragged her to the spilled dog bowl.
"Where does a slave bitch think she can share a table with Master? Since you made the mess, lick it clean with your tongue!"
As Eirin bit her lip and reached for the bowl with her hand, Emma slapped her hand and breast.
Slap slap!
"Answer me! Slave bitch. And when eating, you only use that filthy mouth of yours.
Still think you're human? You're the lowliest slave bitch! Act like it!"
Slap slap slap!
'If Emma had been born nobility instead of commoner stock, she'd be even crueler than Eirin.
I permitted it, but watching sometimes gives me chills. How did she hide that personality all this time?'
Eirin, with a look of utter despair, thanked Emma.
"Th-thank you, Lady Emma. Thank you for teaching this ignorant slave bitch."
As Eirin began eating the spilled food around the bowl mouth-only, I called to Emma.
"That's enough. Come here and eat, Emma."
Emma crawled under the table, removed my pants with her mouth, and began sucking my cock.
"Thank you, Master. Allowing this slave to start her day with your cock makes me so happy."
Slurp slurrrp slurp
While watching Eirin eat like a dog from the floor, I finished the main course and scooped some Greek yogurt.
"Oh, Emma, bring Sonya around lunchtime. I have that promise with her from before,
and it seems Sophia's about ready to meet her mom."
Slurp slurrrp slurp
Emma pulled her mouth off my cock momentarily to reply, still servicing with her throat, mouth, and tongue.
"Yes, Master. Is there anything else you need from the general store?"
"Get whatever's needed. Now, time for cum—open that throat wide."
As Emma deepthroated me, I shot my load straight down her throat.
Gulp glug glub glug
Swallow swallow
After she swallowed every drop and cleaned my cock, Emma emerged from under the table, dogeza'd beside me, and gave thanks.
"Thank you for granting your precious semen to a lowly slave bitch like me."
I finished the Greek yogurt and sipped the prepared drip coffee.
By then, Eirin had cleanly eaten all the spilled food from the floor and was kneeling in wait.
'She ate it surprisingly well without gagging? Nothing else has gone right for her from the start.'
"Slave bitch, you ate surprisingly cleanly. Was it tasty?"
Eirin glanced at Emma still dogeza'd beside me, mimicked her, then replied.
"Yes, Master. It was my first time eating something like that, but it was tastier than anything I've ever had. Thank you."
'What? Did watching Sophia shock her taste buds or something?
Why does that sound so sincere coming from Eirin?'
"Describe the taste. Be detailed, no lies."
"The rice texture was unfamiliar and took some getting used to,
but the sweet, alluring flavor from Master's semen made it utterly delicious."
'Huh? Could it be... my semen tastes like the ultimate delicacy to slave bitches?
Like food infused with my mana? Makes sense—it's concentrated mana essence.
Never even thought of that before.'
To check if Eirin was lying by gauging my reaction, I asked Emma,
"Emma, is the slave bitch telling the truth?"
"Yes, Master. To me, it's not sweet, but it has an umami incomparable to anything else,
and it's the most satisfying taste I've ever experienced."
'What the hell. So it tastes different per person, tailored to their preferences? Kinda jealous.
Eating my cum really was the best reward? That's why they all begged for it...
The ultimate flavor. Thanks to Eirin, I learned more about my ability.'
"I'll be resting in the bedroom. Emma, teach this slave bitch post-meal cleaning, then go get Sonya.
Oh, and don't break her—go easy during training."
"Yes, Master. I'll train her properly to your satisfaction."
"This lowly slave bitch will learn diligently from Lady Emma to serve Master."
I left the two slaves dogeza'd and answering, exiting the dining room.