My Waist Won't Move
I handed the Madam a bunch of women's toys, including rotors and dildos. Thanks to Repis, their performance was guaranteed. These were the kind that could make anyone climax in one go.
I'd even brought along a clit-specific vibrator commonly known as a Womanizer.
"I can guess what most of these are for just by looking..."
The first thing to catch the Madam's eye was a dildo molded in the shape of a veiny cock. She turned the silicone toy this way and that, letting out admiring sighs.
"It's so intricate. I've heard the Magic Tower made things like this, but this is my first time seeing one in person."
"You can't compare it to the Magic Tower's products."
"And what's this?"
The Madam, her fox mask in place, examined a small blue rotor about the size of her thumb.
"It's called a rotor. An invention for women's sexual satisfaction."
"This little thing?"
She inspected it closely, her face still showing confusion.
"Could you explain how it works?"
"Simple. Just press this switch."
Vrrrrm!!!
The rotor vibrated fiercely.
"Fascinating."
"You hold it against your breasts or clit for stimulation. You can even insert it if you want."
"Hard to picture from words alone."
She thought for a moment, then clapped twice.
Clap clap.
"Madam, what is it?"
An employee waiting at the entrance came in.
"Fetch Remilia."
"Understood."
"Calling in Ace right now? She's swamped."
"These are potential new items for our establishment. Ace should test them first."
"She'll love them."
Just then, the door opened, and a woman in a low-cut dress entered. She had stunning silver hair, silver locks framing blue eyes—an ethereal beauty. She curtsied gracefully.
"You wanted me, Madam?"
She was royalty from some eastern kingdom, or so I'd heard. Sold into slavery after her nation's defeat, the Madam had bought her. Now, she was the ace of the lake house, serving only VIPs like nobles and royals. A night with her started at three thousand gold. Insane price.
"Need your help with something."
Remilia's gaze drifted to the items on the bed. She puzzled over the rotor, breast vibrator, and Womanizer, then nodded faintly at the dildo.
"What's all this?"
"Adult toys from DG Convenience Store. They want to supply us. Supposed to excite women—mind trying them and sharing your thoughts?"
"Ah, sure."
"Store manager, care to assist?"
"Of course."
I was a pro at demoing these. I picked up the rotor and stood; Remilia slipped off her clothes with a soft rustle.
Her body was divine, the kind gods would envy. No wonder she commanded thousands of gold a night. Her skin shimmered like diamond dust scattered over porcelain—sacred, jewel-like perfection.
And that dress fabric was so light, it fell without a sound.
"Let's get started."
No shame in her nudity before a man; it was routine for her.
"We'll begin. You probably know dildos already, so let's focus on the rotor and this Womanizer."
I pressed the breast vibrator to her chest.
Zzzt.
"Hngh!"
Her calm gaze faltered as her body jolted. She looked up at me, eyes wide with surprise.
Now the real fun. I coated the rotor in gel and slid it into her still-dry pussy. Slick with lube, it slipped right in.
Vrrrrm!
Her body twitched harder. Eyes scrunched, lips bit tight, breaths ragged. Her pussy started wetting itself.
Finally, the Womanizer. I switched it on and pressed it dead-on to her clit.
Zzzt!
"W-Wait!!"
Like an electric shock, her body shuddered violently. Breasts jiggled, plump ass lifted off the bed.
"M-M-Manager!! Th-this... hnghaaah!!"
Her sapphire eyes locked on me, pleading desperately. But this was just the start.
First time feeling this? Her clients' skills weren't lacking, but modern tech rendered them powerless.
"Hngh!!!!"
Her pussy clenched and spasmed wildly. In that instant, Remilia glimpsed paradise itself—blinding stars exploding around her.
Was this ecstatic ascension? Her dizzy, aroused mind couldn't tell.
Confirming she'd gone over the edge, I switched everything off.
"That's how you use them."
"......"
"Hah... hah... hah."
The room echoed with Remilia's ragged, sultry moans.
"Impressive. Never seen Remilia cum like that."
"Power of technology."
"Sold. But teach us the exact usage. And we'll need lots of that gel."
"Really?"
"Yes. Plenty of clients lack technique... or size."
"Got it. Oh, we have men's toys too. Want an intro to the store?"
"Sure."
I glanced at Remilia, still sprawled and panting on the bed. Even her lingering moans did nothing for me.
Still nothing.
No arousal like with Repis. No reaction. Objectively more beautiful than her, yet my body didn't stir.
Thought maybe I was cured.
Repis was a real virgin. No bullshit.
But enough dwelling. Whether Repis was a virgin didn't matter now. She'd orchestrated the human trafficking the Crown Prince blocked—and I stopped her. Minor hiccups aside, it was done. Huge risk averted.
"Still the same, huh."
Her golden eyes beneath the fox mask flicked downward.
"Ah, yes. It is."
"Haven't fixed it yet?"
"Eh, pretty much."
"What do the Magic Tower and church say?"
"Tower says impossible to research. Church babbles about curses—pointless crap."
"Same old idiots."
She chewed her lip, studying me, then spoke.
"No plans to treat it?"
"I do, but no method."
"What about the elves' forest? Absorb its essence for two years—might help."
"Can a human even go?"
"Depends on the human. You could. I'll permit it."
"As I said before, impossible."
"You can protect yourself outside the store now. Why not?"
"Sorry."
"Sigh......"
Truth was, reasons piled up against the elves' forest. Three years here, I'd allied with the Crown Prince, made enemies. No one to run the store if I left. And honestly, no pressing need—erections happened, just limited to virgins.
But the real reason? The Madam.
A high elf who'd lived over a millennium longer than me. Far beyond regular elves in lifespan and magic. Her unmasked face alone could enchant mortals—her presence screamed it.
She wanted something from me. Hadn't said it, but her eyes screamed desperate longing.
Return to her homeland with her? Walking into the tiger's mouth.
Until I knew her game, no way.
"Fine. Won't push. Heading out?"
"Yes. Been away too long. Thanks for the positive response."
"Good for our lake house too."
As I rose, I pointed at Remilia, still savoring her afterglow.
"But... leave her like this?"
"She's fine. Recovers quick. I'll send someone to buy soon."
If she said so. I left Remilia gasping in pleasure.
The Madam watched Do-jin go, then turned to Remilia, who couldn't rise from the bed.
"How was it?"
"......My waist still won't move."
"That good?"
"Yes....... This'll sell."
"Intriguing. Even you, who barely feels it with men, says that."
"Yes......"
Remilia was already hooked. From that world he survived? Curiosity grew about Do-jin's home.