Master and Slaves

“Then tomorrow, let us meet to discuss future policy.”

When Helene said that, everyone stood up from their chairs.

“Hiroyuki-sama is still recovering, so please rest in your room.”

“Understood. Thank you.”

I answered Helene and returned to the room I had slept in this morning, taking the Dules with me.

…

“Aaaah!!”

Tiria’s scream echoed through the room.

I had at least cast Soundproof on this room, so the voice should not have leaked outside.

“All right, that’s the end.”

“Th-thank you very much, Master.”

Tiria thanked me in a trembling voice, then knelt and kissed my foot.

Tiria’s morning duty—forced excretion—was finished.

“Next is Ilma.”

I said that while turning toward Ilma.

“Um, I-I’m fine!”

Ilma stepped back.

“What’s wrong? Do you dislike it?”

“Um, I want Master to do it, but I also don’t want him to do it.”

“???”

I floated about three question marks above my head and looked at Muriel.

“Ilma does not want to expel the seed Master so kindly gave her.”

Muriel answered me with a smile.

Because Ilma was a Te-Dule, she did not excrete.

And unlike a To-Dule, she also could not excrete on her own.

The semen I had released into Ilma’s bladder was not Ilma’s waste, but even if the dildo blocking Ilma’s urethra was pulled out she could not expel it herself, and it would not flow out naturally either.

I had intended to make her expel my semen from Ilma’s bladder the same way I had done with Tiria, but…

Hearing Muriel’s words, Ilma nodded over and over as if to say that was exactly it.

“But you can’t leave it in there forever, right? If it keeps accumulating it will hurt.”

“Even if it hurts, it’s fine.”

I threatened her a little, but Ilma shook her head with a sullen expression.

When it came to this, she was a twelve-year-old child.

She stubbornly would not listen.

“I see. Then Master will no longer do it for Ilma.”

Muriel muttered so that Ilma could hear while letting out a sigh.

“Eh? What do you mean?”

“Because Master is kind, he won’t do anything that would make Ilma suffer.”

“U…”

When Muriel explained, Ilma’s voice caught.

Then she timidly walked in front of me, squatted over the potty where Tiria’s waste was floating, opened her prosthetic legs, and exposed her crotch.

“P-please.”

Ilma looked up at me with an expression of resignation.

As expected of a mother.

She knew how to handle her own child.

“All right, then I’ll do it.”

First I slowly pulled out the dildo stuck in Ilma’s urethra.

“Aah! Ah! Aah! Aaaah!!”

Ilma convulsed over and over and screamed.

With the blockage gone, Ilma’s urethral hole gaped open wide enough that the depths were visible.

After that I placed my fingers around the lower part of Ilma’s belly and slowly lowered them.

What I was doing was the same as Tiria’s urination.

At the end I flicked her unnaturally long clitoris.

“Hiiiiiiiiii!!!!”

Ilma arched her body together with a scream.

Compared to Tiria, who had not climaxed, she trembled even more violently.

In Ilma’s case she was always climaxing, so now she was climaxing even further on top of that.

It was apparently a phenomenon unique to Te-Dules.

At the same time, white semen poured into the potty from her urethral hole just like urine.

The amount was truly as much as urine.

“Th-thank you very much, Master.”

After she had finished expelling it for a while, she raised her body that was still trembling from the afterglow, squatted on the spot, and kissed me.

“Ah, I’ll throw this away.”

Cathy put a lid on the potty and lifted it.

“Yeah, thanks. I’m counting on you.”

“Yes.”

Cathy answered with a smile, opened the door, and tried to go outside.

“Kya!”

At that moment Cathy screamed.

“Ooh, sorry. …Oh, ooh!”

A man’s voice sounded.

Hearing that, I stood up and headed for the door.

This room was quite spacious.

It was probably forty or fifty tatami mats.

Even with me, Muriel and the other Dules, and Rine in this room, it was not cramped at all.

All that was in such a room was one king-size bed, a four-person table and chair set, and a six-person sofa set.

So when we were at the back of the room for Tiria and Ilma’s excretion, I could not see what was happening at the door.

When I reached the door, a giant body over two meters tall was blocking Cathy’s path.

However, right now that giant body was hunched forward and shrinking itself.

“Ooh, Lord Hiroyuki. Sorry for visiting so suddenly.”

“Giacomo-san… was it?”

“Indeed. My word, they’re all beauties.”

Giacomo put only his head into the room and looked around.

But he really was huge.

Taller than the door.

And he had a build to match.

“Um, Master, I’ll be going.”

“Yeah.”

Cathy passed by Giacomo’s side and went outside.

“Did I interrupt?”

“No, it’s fine.”

Our business was finished, so I invited Giacomo into the room.

“Then excuse me.”

“This way, please.”

“Ooh, sorry.”

Guided by Muriel, he sat on the sofa of the reception set.

I also sat on the sofa across from him.

“My word, what huge breasts.”

Giacomo said that while looking at Muriel’s chest.

What had this guy come here for?

“Ooh, this is huge too.”

Saying that, what Giacomo looked at was the greatsword Destroyer leaning against the wall.

“This is amazing. Excuse me a moment…”

Giacomo immediately stood up and stood in front of Destroyer.

“May I hold it?”

“Eh? Yes. I don’t mind, but…”

Could he even hold the considerably heavy Destroyer?

“Ooh, this is heavy.”

Even while saying that, he lifted Destroyer with both hands and held it in front of him.

“A fine sword. It’s heavy, so balance is all the more important. However, this sword’s balance is good.”

He did not swing it around, of course, but Giacomo muttered impressions while taking various stances.

I was already surprised just that he had lifted it, but seeing him raise the tip and take a stance surprised me even more.

As expected of his build, he had tremendous brute strength.

And from the flowing stances and their naturalness, contrary to his appearance, I thought he might be able to handle it better than I could.

No, I was an amateur, so of course the professional Giacomo should be able to use it well.

“Fuu. Thank you. As expected of Lord Hiroyuki. To be able to handle something of this level.”

He leaned Destroyer against the wall and sat on the sofa again.

“Where in that body do you hide this much power… How mysterious.”

He spoke to me with a smile on his bandit-like fierce face.

“Hahaha, is that so.”

I was at a loss for a reply and answered vaguely.

What had he really come here for?

“I’m a country noble. I never had to compete with the ones in the center, and look, with this build. I also disliked those petty things, so I trained the ’Bu.’”

“’Bu’…?”

“Yes, ’Bu.’ Whenever I found spare time I trained my strength, trained my technique, and competed with the people around me.”

Ah, “martial.”

“And I heard that Lord Hiroyuki defeated a Demon King.”

Here Giacomo put his hands on the table and leaned his large body forward.

“How about it? Would you have a match with me?”

I see.

So this was the purpose.

Any other hidden motive… didn’t seem to exist.

“Of course I won’t force you. If you’re busy, later is fine.”

Even if I was busy, doing it later was already decided.

“Ah— I’m not busy, so I don’t mind.”

“Excuse me.”

When I answered, Cathy, who had somehow already returned to the room, set tea she had also somehow already brewed in front of Giacomo and me.

“Ooh, ooooh.”

When Cathy set down the tea, her bare breasts hung and swayed, and Giacomo stared at them and let out a voice of admiration.

“E-excuse me.”

Noticing that, Cathy blushed, bowed her head, and withdrew to the back.

There, starting with Muriel, all of my Dules were lined up along the wall.

“Ooooh!”

Giacomo, who had turned around following Cathy, looked at the Dules and raised an even louder cheer.

“Ah— Giacomo-san?”

“Ooh, sorry about that.”

Then when Giacomo turned back, a line of blood was dripping from his nose.

“Ah— you have a nosebleed.”

“Ooh, sorry about that.”

Repeating the same words, he wiped his nose with a cloth he took from his breast pocket.

Then he looked up, pinched the base of his nose with his left hand, and lightly tapped the back of his neck with his right.

…They do the same thing in this world too, huh.

“My word, how embarrassing. Ooh, that’s right. Could you introduce Lord Hiroyuki’s Dules?”

“Haa. I don’t mind. …Muriel!”

“Yes.”

I answered Giacomo and called Muriel.

I wasn’t very enthusiastic, but I didn’t think I could refuse…

“I serve as Master’s A-Dule. My name is Muriel.”

“Ooooh!! …Lord Hiroyuki, may I touch them?”

Seeing Muriel’s huge breasts bounce like living things when she bowed her head, Giacomo said something like that.

“No.”

Of course I answered immediately.

…

While glancing sideways at Giacomo spraying a nosebleed, I introduced the Dules, and after that I went out into the garden together with Giacomo and the Dules.

It was to cross swords with Giacomo.

“Master, is this really all right?”

Sara spoke to me worriedly.

“Nn? About what?”

“Ah, no, I was thinking if Master were to get injured… Um, shall I be that person’s opponent?”

“Sara, Master will be fine. He’s extremely strong.”

“That’s right, Lady Sara. He defeated that Demon King Geizer.”

Muriel and Cathy explained that to Sara.

“He wants to do it with me too, so just watch.”

I stroked the head of Sara, who was hanging her head worriedly.

Sara looked up at me and gave a small nod.

When I turned around, Giacomo was swinging a greatsword of his own that was so large it did not look inferior even compared to Destroyer.

I also raised Destroyer in my left hand and gripped a one-handed sword I had borrowed from Muriel in my right.

Now then… shall we begin?