Master and Slaves

“I think you already know, but be careful in the Tres Kingdom. King Mateus there is terribly cruel.”

Gertrude’s words lingered in my ears.

King Mateus?

Mateus is the king?

What does that mean?

Besides, Helene was not a Dule.

That should have meant Mateus was dead.

That was what I had thought, but…

Question marks floated above my head one after another.

“Master, shall we go?”

Muriel’s voice brought me back to myself.

“Nn? Ah, yeah. Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

Hearing my reply, Muriel took the reins.

“Haa!”

At Muriel’s cry the two horses began to walk.

The carriage was pulled into motion as well, and Tiria and the others, their leads being tugged, started walking too.

“Nn…” “Aaah!” “Hii!”

Tiria in the middle had her collar pulled, let out a small sound from her throat, and began walking.

Ilma on the right had the piercing attached to the tip of her long clitoris pulled, let out a lewd cry, and began walking.

Helma on the left had the chain that passed through her urethra and connected to the crystal inside her bladder pulled, and began walking while screaming.

The three of them let out three different voices as the leads attached to three different places were pulled.

Beyond them I could see Tzecilia pulling Gertrude’s waving arm and hurrying her into the mansion.

Did she not want to see Helma suffer any more?

Or was it simply that parting was too painful?

In any case the mansion grew distant and smaller.

The carriage passed through the gate and slowly descended the slope.

…

When we finished going down the slope, we came out onto the town’s main street.

It was morning, but not particularly early.

Many people were walking along the main street.

The carriage advanced slowly through them.

“Eh? What’s that?”

“Hey, hey, look at that.”

“Uwah! What is that?”

“Is it advertising for some brothel?”

Seeing the girls walking behind the carriage, the people on the main street grew restless.

In the blink of an eye a crowd formed.

Onlookers gathered on both sides of the road the carriage was traveling.

Perhaps feeling those piercing gazes, Ilma and Helma blushed and hung their heads.

But they could not stop.

The piercing on the clitoris and the chain growing from the urethral hole were being pulled, forcing them to walk.

Heartless words were thrown at them from the onlookers watching them.

Toward Ilma walking on the right…

“Uwah, what’s with that girl’s body. Disgusting.”

“She’s still a child, right? And yet those huge breasts. Her belly’s big too.”

“More than that, those nipples. The one between her legs is long too. That’s not human.”

“Ooh! Her asshole is completely visible. I wanna shove it in~.”

“You’re an idiot. What’s good about something like that?”

They were whispering about her abnormally shaped body.

And toward Helma walking on the left…

“Hey hey, isn’t that Hera-chan?”

“Eh? Eh? Ah, it really is!”

“So Hera-chan was a Dule.”

“They’re doing that to her body. How pitiful~.”

“Oh, her crotch is wet. Is she feeling it?”

“Feeling it while having that done to her? What a pervert.”

Many of the whispers called her by name, from people who knew her.

Hearing those voices that were far too loud to be whispers, Helma and Ilma blushed even more.

Their hands were clasped behind their backs, but they rounded their backs and hunched forward.

“Hya!” “Hiiun!”

But the chains were pulled and their hips were thrust forward.

Seeing that, the onlookers’ voices grew even louder.

“Muriel, stop the carriage. Put the three of them in the carriage.”

I felt they had reached their limit and said that to Muriel.

“You mustn’t. If we stop now the commotion will grow larger.”

“But…”

I looked at the three of them walking desperately outside the carriage.

At that moment Tiria gave me a look.

Was she planning something?

Tiria nodded once, then licked the cheek of Helma, who was walking beside her with her head down.

The startled Ilma turned toward Tiria.

Immediately Tiria kissed Ilma on the lips.

A long, deep kiss.

Obscene wet sounds reached all the way here.

After a little Tiria pulled her lips away from Ilma and also kissed Helma, who was staring blankly toward Tiria.

At first Helma let her lips be devoured, but she soon began exchanging a deep kiss with Tiria as well.

Then Tiria left Ilma as well, puffed out her chest, and looked slightly upward.

Apparently understanding Tiria’s intention, the two of them began caressing Tiria’s nipples with their lips and tongues while walking.

“Aan… kufun… aaaahn… haa, haa, kuun…”

Having her nipples attacked by the two younger girls, Tiria’s face flushed as if she was becoming heated.

Her breathing grew rough and she let out slightly louder moans.

The onlookers’ gazes that had until now been directed at Helma and Ilma began turning toward Tiria.

“Aaan… a, aa, n, nn, aah, aaaaaaaaahhh!!!”

Tiria gradually raised her lewd cries, then arched her body and let out an even louder voice.

Her legs trembled and stiffened, yet she did not stop walking.

After a while her body convulsed strongly.

At that moment her steps stopped and her collar was pulled.

Tiria nearly fell forward but walked quickly to catch up, and though her steps were unsteady she began walking again.

Behind her, love juice that had flowed down her legs dotted the stone pavement.

Cheers rose from the male onlookers.

Even while her face was bright red, Tiria kissed Helma and Ilma on the cheeks.

Helma and Ilma kissed Tiria’s cheeks in return.

“…Tiria is amazing. She’s properly acting like an older sister.”

Cathy sat beside me and muttered that to me.

“Yeah, that’s right. I’ll have to give her a reward when we get back. Still, her acting was good.”

“Eh? Acting… which part?”

“The part where Tiria climaxed. No matter how good it feels, Tiria cannot climax. That’s because I drew magic from her second mark.”

“Ah, that’s right. So it was acting.”

“Well, even so, Tiria shifted the onlookers’ eyes from Helma and Ilma onto herself. I’ll praise her plenty later.”

I smiled toward Tiria.

Tiria noticed and returned a smile that looked both happy and embarrassed.

…

The carriage advanced to the outskirts of town.

Tiria and the others walking behind had now calmed down and were walking while looking ahead.

Every now and then when their eyes met mine as I watched them, they smiled at me happily.

“Hera-chan!”

Just when we were about to leave the town, a voice called out to Helma.

A girl appeared from among the onlookers.

It was Thea, the innkeeper’s daughter.

“Hera-chan, what are you doing?!”

The girl approached Helma and spoke to her.

Helma made a troubled expression and shook her head.

“How awful… Hey, you people! What are you doing to Hera-chan! Untie this!”

“Hiu!”

Thea was speechless when she saw Helma’s body, then shouted at us in the carriage.

At that moment she grabbed the chain connecting Helma to the carriage, so Helma was pulled and let out a scream.

“I-I’m sorry. Are you all right?”

Hearing that scream, Thea supported Helma’s body.

“Hurry up and untie her!”

Thea shouted toward the carriage again.

“Stop it!”

At that moment Helma suddenly shouted.

“Hera-chan… it’s all right. I’ll protect you!”

“That’s not it. This is something I asked Master to let me do.”

“Why…”

Thea was speechless at Helma’s explanation.

“Because I am a Dule. Because I am Master’s Dule.”

“…”

Thea stared at Helma with eyes that looked as if she were seeing something she could not believe.

Thea, who had been walking together with Helma, slowed her pace and stopped.

“Goodbye, Thea-chan… higu!”

Helma turned around and said farewell to Thea.

Perhaps because of that her pace slowed, and she let out a short scream when the lead was pulled.

Then she began walking in time with the carriage again.

Tears spilled from Helma’s eyes.

Tiria licked the tears trailing down Helma’s cheek.

When Helma looked at Tiria in surprise, Tiria smiled, then looked at me riding in the carriage ahead.

Helma also looked forward at me.

Right now I could do nothing for her; I could only nod.

Even so, Helma directed a smile at me.

…

We left the town and advanced for a while.

Tiria, Helma, and Ilma had been put into the carriage because the carriage’s speed would otherwise become too slow.

Because of that we were advancing along the road at the same speed as when we had come.

We were approaching the fork that led to the ruins of the mansion where Muriel and the others had been captured.

We were about halfway to where Helene was.

A little off to the side a stream seemed to be flowing; I could hear the sound of murmuring water.

“Master, I think it’s about time for lunch.”

Muriel, who had switched driving duties with Sara, asked Cathy the time and then proposed it to me.

“That’s right. I’m getting hungry too…”

Right after I said that, a cute kuu sound of a rumbling stomach could be heard.

Looking over, I saw Cathy blushing and holding her stomach.

“Hahaha. Then let’s have lunch.”

“Yes, Master. Sara, stop the carriage by the stream.”

“Yes.”

At Muriel’s instruction Sara left the ruts and stopped the carriage on the sandy ground by the stream.

We got down from the carriage and prepared lunch.

That said, it was only a matter of sitting in a circle and opening the baskets we had received from Tzecilia.

After all, there were a lot of us.

“Master! Please come over here!”

Cathy spread a hemp cloth and called me over to it.

“Thank you.”

When I sat there, Cathy stationed herself beside me.

On the opposite side Ilma silently sat down while smiling at me.

“””””…”””””

Muriel, Sara, Rina, Tiria, and Helma remained standing and silently looked this way.

Yet all five of them had different expressions.

Muriel had a vein standing out on her forehead, perhaps from anger.

Sara looked blank, not understanding what had happened.

Rina looked exasperated.

Tiria looked envious.

And Helma was for some reason fidgeting restlessly.

Rine was yawning while still holding Rina’s hand.

The chirping of birds and the murmuring of the stream played in harmony.

…Ah, how peaceful.

…

The seating positions were decided and everyone sat down.

In the end Helma and Ilma sat beside me.

Facing me sat Cathy with a sulky expression.

To her left and right were Sara and Muriel.

Beside Sara, Rina sat holding Rine on her lap.

And Tiria sat beside Muriel.

The reason Helma and Ilma were beside me was as a reward for their efforts at Gertrude’s mansion and during the carriage travel afterward.

And then…

“Tiria, come here.”