Capítulo 8: How do I put up with this - 1
The next day, I was treated to a course meal worthy of a full house, filled with more than a hundred dishes and eaten over three days, and the suspicious glances at me were gone.
I loved my new title: Milkmaid to the Chartreuse family, Elieous Kicd!
Madame Verdia Chartreuse acted as if she was avoiding me, but I suspect she had her heart set on her husband.
She might have wiggled her hips with glee when we were making love, but by the end of the day, she couldn't bring herself to talk to me because of the guilt of having done something bad, the remorse she felt for her husband, and the reminder of her own crude behavior when she saw my face.
It's natural to want to distance yourself.
I knew that impatience at a time like this would ruin things.
When she's ready, the spark can come at any time, and then we can fuck even harder than before.
Afterward, it's just a matter of giving in to Milf's teasing of my waist, which makes it easier for me to get my cock into her.
Maybe I'm really good at being a TA?
I've never met anyone who's actually been called a teaching assistant before, but....
I gained weight from seven days of easy living and eating.
The Chartreuse family was an aristocratic family whose wealth could support more than a hundred mealworms like me.
I've yet to venture outside the castle, but I've picked up a few things along the way.
The "Four Great Houses," including the Chartreuse, are divided into sections of the city.
That they compete with each other for the favor of the Empress.
Also, the Empress name Is, Evangeline.
According to the rumors I heard, Empress might also be someone from another world like me.
Even though I am living in Chartreuse without any inconvenience, I found myself wanting to meet someone from another world like me.
But....
"When the opportunity presents itself.
There is no reason to go to the trouble of buying it, so I decided to stick to my present life.
At night, the patriarch calls to me.
He sits wordlessly at the table in front of me, under the dim light that barely makes out the outlines of his face, uncorks a bottle of champagne he's been saving, and speaks quietly.
"How was your day?"
At first I thought he was asking for a drinking partner, but he wasn't interested in otherworldly knowledge.
When he talks to me, the topic is always the sharing of his kinky tastes.
It's made me who I am today, so I can't despise him for being a pervert....
"Verdia is still avoiding me."
"Really...?"
"If you want, I can force her to come with me like before?"
"No, she's fine the way she is."
This part of the conversation has been going on for days now.
Batino is always interested in how his wife is behaving now that she's discovered the taste of big dick, and he has a habit of checking in to see what's been going on out of his sight.
He insists that I tell him the truth.
I tell him the truth: "There was no affair today."
He tenses up and then breathes a deep sigh of relief, confirming his trust in his wife.
The phrase "everything is fine as it is" has a double meaning.
"I want to trust my wife just the way she is" and,
"I want to see my wife fall into the arms of an unworthy bastard and be corrupted by filthy sex.
The latter is a desire that, like pouring water into a jar with holes in it, will not stop until it destroys Batino himself.
Maybe he's just waiting for me to touch Verdia.
"I don't understand.
I don't understand how he can take pleasure in watching his own woman suffer.
I'm sure I'd be considered a pervert wherever I went, given my love of taking other people's women, but right now I'm thinking to myself.
"I feel very fortunate to have met you, Mr. Battino, as soon as I got here."
"I bet you are. You'd have gotten a sense of what this world is like."
An untutored alien is a Class D slave.
This means that they must accept that they are slaves before they can become Class C.
How are Class D slaves treated?
It's pretty horrible, just to name a few things I've overheard.
"I will continue to serve you, Mr. Batino."
"That's a good attitude, and I hope Fiona sees the good in you."
"Fiona...."
The leggings girl who always stood next to Verdia and glared at me resentfully.
"A woman who knows the good in me would die for me."
"Fiona's been following Verdia since she was a little girl. I've told her to get along with you, but she doesn't seem to want to...."
"What's the problem?
She likes my cock."
"...."
I locked eyes with Batino.
The rude sexual harassment that came out of my mouth, directed at his wife, was nothing to chew on for long.
In this way, we seemed like good friends.
"Do you think you can get Fiona to do your bidding?"
What?
"...I don't think so, unless i force her to do it."
I said honestly.
Verdia had been forced to do it, but thanks to her gentle nature, we had ended up without hurting each other. Fiona, on the other hand, wouldn't open up to me even in death.
Plus, she's quite fit, so she'll be tricky to subdue.
"Are you worried about anything?"
I finished my thought, and turned to Batino.
Why he's so insistent on getting my hands on Fiona.
"We will soon have a distinguished guest at the Chartreuse estate, and I would prefer it to pass as quietly as possible."
"Wouldn't it be better to stay hidden then?"
I don't think I'd be seen if I were flirting with her.
"My wife is friendly with her, and I wouldn't mind her talking about you when I'm not looking.
I'd rather make a formal introduction here.... She hates foreigners. I don't think she'd ever suspect you of anything, but that could always change with the slightest trigger."
"By any chance, is the visitor you're expecting someone from another noble family?"
Batino nodded.
"Well, this must be new to you, but there is a saying in this city that ravens watch over everything....
It refers to the Raven family, who rule the streets of Devil's Row. Mrs. Raven runs the household in place of her late husband, but no one doubts her abilities."
"...What is Mrs. Raven like?"
Noticing my interest, Batino chuckled.
"You show interest in another woman just because you've known Verdia for so long, and she's a widow who's only been without her husband for a year."
"I'm sorry, sir. It's just a habit of mine...."
"I see. I think Verdia is the prettiest girl in the world, but...ahem. Mrs. Raven, she has been the inspiration for many artists."
An inspiration to artists?
It took me a moment to figure out what the hell that was supposed to mean.
"Pretty?"
I asked bluntly.
"Beautiful," he replied, "and very scary, honestly, just standing in front of her gives me chills."
This time, a high-status, high-pressure lady?
I swallowed hard.
"Forget what I said earlier. Fiona is emotional, but she's not a child. I trust you will do nothing to embarrass me.
Will you stay in your room while Mrs. Raven is in the main house?"
"Have you missed her?"
"Well?"
"To see her being spanked by me, like a foster daughter who has been with the Chartreuse family since she was a little girl."
Batino smiled bitterly.
"Now she can't even pretend she isn't in front of you."
"I am well aware of your tastes."
"Do you think I'm crazy for doing this?"
"What can I say, when I already love someone and love to take their cock away from someone they're bound to?"
"Hahaha!"
I clinked glasses with Batqino.
"I hope our friendship lasts."
"I will not let your wife be bored."
"I'd love to see Verdia's pretty face ruined further. I'd love to stand by and watch her grow beautiful with pleasure she never knew.
But I must not be seen by Mrs. Raven."
"...."
Batino looked at me and warned me sternly.
"If you should inevitably run into her, speak sparingly. Don't look at her. Do not approach her carelessly.
That is the secret to your long life in this world."
"I will keep that in mind."
- You found yourself wanting to meet Ariella....
Whoa. What a surprise.
The sudden sound of my voice in my head almost made me lose the glass in my hand.
This would pass if I stayed quiet, but the monologue seems to want me to put Ariella in my line of sight.
'Maybe it's the sound of my own heart.
The arrival of a noblewoman who could rival Verdia, perhaps even surpass her.
A knot formed in the pit of my stomach at the thought of performing my finely honed tricks.
"No."
Listen to me.
What is more precious than my life?
Back in my room, I sat down, naked and reverent, and caught my breath.
'If only I could have composed myself with my usual grateful dick-poking....'
It's a night when Elizabeth's absence is greatly felt.
I know what I have to do.
To take Batino's advice to heart and play dead until the guests leave the Chartreuse estate.
For once, I can't follow the monologue.
I begin to self-isolate.
Fortunately, I thrive on being left alone, so I pass the time by working on my calisthenics.
"Don't go out. I can't go out."
The toilet and shower are in the room, and the maids bring me food.
I've never lived a life like this before, even in modern times, where I don't have to worry about rent or living expenses.
To protect that life, it's right to avoid the doom flag.
"It's okay, I can control myself.
One reckless act is enough.
And no matter how much I think about it, there's nothing that will bring me out of my room.
Fiona?
She can't control her facial expressions and looks like a bug when she sees me, so why would she come into my personal space where I'm sweating and working out?
Very unlikely.
"398.... 399...."
Mental unification while doing push-ups.
Today's abstinence will lead to a pleasant vaginal ejaculation.
Luckily, it hasn't happened in two days.
"What's all the commotion outside, are there any guests at the castle?"
I ask the maid who brings me breakfast, curious to know what's going on.
"Yes, sir. Mrs. Raven visited the Château de Chartreuse yesterday afternoon around three o'clock."
"I heard Mrs. Raven was so pretty?"
The maid looks at me quizzically.
"I hope you understand, sir, that this is not a subject I can discuss."
"...."
If she were a man, I could have talked to her like that.
I finished my meal and went back to the gym.
My long abstinence had gotten to the point where I could feel my balls throbbing in my pants and my cock would get a full erection at every opportunity, but I wasn't an animal enough to run outside and pounce on a woman like a madman.
Smart.
That night, someone knocked politely on my door.
It's Batino. He hasn't called lately, and it seems he can't help but be bothered by whether or not his wife has had an affair.
"I'd be worried if I were him."
'It would be all the more shocking if he imagined that I had made love to Verdia at this time of year, when we have such a distinguished guest, because it would be so unexpected.
I'm sorry to disappoint you, Batino, but these past few days I've been desperately avoiding "potentially dangerous" situations through strict self-isolation.
I need to let him know that.
I open the door wide.
"Aah...."
Verdia flinched slightly, not expecting the door to open with such force.
Verdia?
Did Verdia come looking for me, knocking on my door?
For a moment, my brain went white.
Mamma Tong filling my vision!
All I could see was a pair of udders with blatantly exposed sternum bones.
Then Verdia's shy face comes into view, and I realize that she has walked all this way from the couple's bedroom wearing only a negligee and a light coat.
Away from the eyes of the guards....
"Ah...."
I blink, dumbfounded by the exclamation.
The unexpected.
An unexpected turn of events.
The fact that the woman who had been playing the gentle, innocent wife, preoccupied with her husband, was knocking on my door in heat.
I was dizzy with the scent of the first night's soap wafting into my nostrils.
Verdia shyly crossed her fingers, rubbed her thighs together, and looked at me.
"...Oh, can I come inside...?"
I couldn't.
It was as obvious as fire that having sex with Verdia would break my complete isolation.
God knows what that interaction would lead to.
I have to say no....
"...TA...♥"
Verdia is trying to be cute with her snotty voice.
This naughty baby mama... is testing me...!
Her large udders come into view again. I immediately wrap my arms around her toned waist and well-developed pelvis, go to the bed and....
Stop imagining! Ouch!
- Verdia is waiting for you to do something....
How can you put up with Verdia getting her pussy spanked!
I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into the room.
"Fuck...."
Verdia let out a deliberate sigh, as if she had somehow anticipated this development, and strode into my room as if defeated.
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