Master and Slaves

"...I see. Hmm, what should we do?"

"Is that magic?"

"No. It is similar to magic, however. It uses magical power. Tell me, Sir Hiroyuki — have you ever felt your own magical power before?"

"No, I haven’t."

"I see. Then please extend your right hand forward and close your eyes."

"Yes."

I did as Mateus instructed.

"Could you turn your palm upward?"

When Baldo inspected Tiria, I had turned the back of my hand up, so I did the same again by mistake. I flipped it so my palm faced up.

"Now, concentrate your awareness on your palm."

"Yes."

I focused my nerves on my palm.

I’ve done something like this before — the game where you write a character on someone’s palm and they guess it. I was pretty good at it.

As I concentrated the same way, I felt something strange.

It was like having a ball of air resting on my palm. There was no physical sensation, but I could definitely feel it.

"Did you feel something?"

"Yes. It feels like something is resting on top of my hand."

"Hmm. Then slowly open your eyes."

When I opened my eyes, Mateus was in front of me. His right hand was hovering above mine.

It wasn’t touching. There was about the width of my fist between us.

"I placed my magical power above your hand. What you felt just now was my magical power. Now, try to sense whether something similar exists inside your own body."

I see. He was letting me experience how magical power feels first, then guiding me to sense my own.

I closed my eyes again and tried to feel something similar inside myself.

...I feel it.

"I can feel it."

"I see. Then, can you tell where it is located?"

Following Mateus’s words, I concentrated again and searched for where the magical power was.

...I could feel it, but I couldn’t pinpoint the location.

Inside my head, my chest, my abdomen, my hands and feet — I could sense it everywhere, but it was vague, like it was covered in mist.

It was present throughout my entire body.

"I can feel it throughout my whole body."

"Hoh. Then, could you gather it onto your palm?"

"Understood."

I closed my eyes, held my palm upward, and imagined gathering all the magical power from my body onto it.

I felt something similar to Mateus’s magical power gathering on my palm.

But this was...

"Sir Hiroyuki, listen carefully. Could you slowly return the magical power you gathered on your palm back into your body? Slowly, very slowly."

For some reason, Mateus spoke in a panicked tone.

I imagined the magical power circulating through my body like blood and slowly returned it.

Eventually, I could no longer feel the magical power on my palm.

No — I could still feel it, but it had returned to its original state.

"Phew."

I let out a sigh and opened my eyes. Mateus was wiping sweat from his brow.

"What happened?"

"Hahaha. Sir Hiroyuki, both the quality and quantity of your magical power are quite extraordinary. If you had released that much dense magical power, at the very least this entire castle would have vanished without a trace."

Mateus let out a dry laugh.

...I had felt that too.

What rested on my hand was something far larger and heavier than Mateus’s magical power.

I opened and closed my hand. There was nothing on it now.

"Then, just a little. Yes — could you gather just a tiny amount of magical power on your fingertip?"

I nodded at Mateus’s words and focused on my fingertip.

This time I didn’t close my eyes.

I could feel the magical power slowly accumulating at my fingertip.

"That’s about right. ...Hmm. That is roughly the same amount as the magical power I placed on your hand earlier."

"Um, it feels much smaller though."

It felt like about one-tenth.

"Your magical power is extremely dense."

In other words, the density of my magical power was ten times that of Mateus.

"Hahaha. I pride myself on being the greatest magician in this country, but seeing this makes me lose confidence."

Mateus smiled bitterly.

"Then, please return it to your body once more."

"Yes."

I returned the magical power from my fingertip back into my body.

"As you said earlier, magical power exists throughout the entire body. When using magic, you gather the necessary amount, visualize it, chant the spell, and release it. Well, I’ll explain that in detail later. Now then... Tiria. Come here."

"Y-Yes, teacher."

Tiria, who had been looking at me with sparkling eyes for some reason, responded to Mateus’s call.

"Stand there with your legs apart. Clasp your hands behind your head."

"Y-Yes."

Tiria assumed the position as instructed.

"Open them a little more... and spread your knees... Yes. Nene, hold the chamber pot here."

"Yes, Master."

Mateus made Tiria stand in a wide-legged stance and had Helene prepare the chamber pot.

Tiria must have imagined what was about to happen to her, or perhaps she was embarrassed by the pose itself — her eyes grew moist and her face turned red.

"Now, Sir Hiroyuki. Place your finger here on Tiria."

Mateus pointed at Tiria’s pubic mound.

I crouched down, bringing Tiria’s crotch right in front of my face, and placed my finger on her pubic mound.

"Nn."

Tiria let out a small voice.

When I looked up, Tiria had her eyes closed and was trying to endure.

"Hmm. Now, can you move the magical power away from your fingertip?"

"Um, like this?"

I imagined pulling the magical power away from my fingertip.

"Do you feel something like moisture?"

I did.

It felt like a large amount of water inside a leather bag.

Could this be...?

"Is this... the bladder?"

"Hoh. You understand that much already? You learn quickly. Then, slowly pull that urine downward."

I imagined grabbing the water with my magical power and slowly lowered my finger while keeping it on her skin.

"...A... Nnn..."

Tiria’s seductive, suppressed voice could be heard.

My finger slid down her pubic mound and stroked her skin all the way to just above her clitoris.

Helene had urinated when Mateus’s finger reached this point, so I stopped there too.

"Nooo... N-Not there... P-Please don’t... stop... Nnnn..."

Tiria breathed heavily and begged.

"Hmm. How about lowering your finger a little more?"

"Yes..."

I slid my finger over her clitoris, which was swollen and covered by its hood.

"Hyaaaaaaaahhh!!"

As I tried to move my finger further down, I flicked her clitoris.

Tiria arched her body violently and convulsed as a powerful stream of urine shot out from her urethra.

Helene quickly moved the chamber pot closer to catch it all.

I hurriedly supported Tiria as she nearly fell backward.

"Ah... Aaah... Haa... Ha... Ha..."

After shaking for a while, Tiria breathed heavily with her shoulders.

The stream gradually weakened until the urination stopped.

Tears spilled from her moist eyes, which were staring into empty space.

Did she... cum...?

"Tiria? Are you okay, Tiria?"

I shook her body gently and called out to her.

"Ah... re... Master...? ......Kyaa!"

Tiria finally focused her eyes. Remembering her shameful behavior, she covered her bright red face with both hands.

"Tiria, what are you doing? Next, Master will wash your pee hole, so thrust your hips out to make it easier to wash."

"Y-Yes."

Tiria moved her hands from her face to her chest, spread her legs, and thrust her hips forward.

Her legs were trembling, but she held her position.

"Then, use this."

I took the water pitcher from Mateus and poured water over her private parts, rubbing with my left hand.

"...Ya... Nn..."

She seemed to feel it — I could hear moaning.

A warm, sticky fluid different from the cold water clung to my hand.

When I finished washing, I took the dry cloth from Mateus and wiped Tiria’s private parts, removing both the water and her love juices.

As I stood up, Tiria looked up at me with a flushed face and moist eyes.

"Tiria. Properly thank Master."

Helene scolded her.

"M-Master. Um... Th-Thank you... for letting out my... pee."

She put both arms behind her back, knelt on the spot, looked up at me, and kissed the top of my foot.

"What else are you thanking him for?"

Helene pressed further.

"Ah... um... Th-Thank you... for... making me... c-cum..."

Tiria looked like she was about to cry but still thanked me and kissed my foot again.

Does Helene have a sadistic side?

Well, it feels more like she’s educating her rather than just enjoying the torment.

"Sir Hiroyuki, you also need to discipline her more properly."

The spear was now pointed at me.

"Ah, ah. You’re right."

"Geez."

Noticing that I had dodged it, Helene put her hands on her hips and puffed out her cheeks.

Helene really is free-spirited. She’s completely different from Tiria even though they’re both Dules.

Is this the difference between an A-Dule and a To-Dule?

"Hahaha. So, did you understand how to make her urinate?"

"Yes. Um... do I have to do this every day?"

"Yes. It’s best to do it when she needs to go, but at least once a day is recommended."

"I see. By the way, how often do you do it for Helene?"

"Hahaha. Nene is an A-Dule, so she does it herself. I don’t manage that."

"I see."

When I looked at Helene, her face was red and she nodded repeatedly.

"Then, next let’s do defecation."

Tiria’s face rapidly turned pale right in front of me.

"Nene, bring another chamber pot."

"Y-Yes. Understood."

Helene gave a hesitant reply and brought a second chamber pot from the back of the room.

"Um, am I going to do it again?"

"No, showing it once is enough."

Helene breathed a sigh of relief at Mateus’s words.

She was relieved she didn’t have to do it herself.

Of course no one wants their excretion seen.

But Tiria had no choice.

And it would be forced.

Completely against her will.

Helene placed the new chamber pot on the floor.

"Tiria, squat over it with your legs spread."

Following Mateus’s instructions, Tiria straddled the chamber pot and squatted.

She spread her legs as wide as Helene had.

"Ah, place your hands on the floor behind you."

At Mateus’s words, Tiria hesitated for a moment but quickly put her hands behind her.

Because she was leaning backward, Tiria’s most embarrassing places were fully exposed.

"Then Sir Hiroyuki, let’s begin."

Mateus declared it like a surgeon about to operate.

"Place your finger here."

Mateus pointed below Tiria’s navel.

I placed my finger there.

"Nn."

Tiria let out a breath.

Even with just a touch, I could tell her belly was slightly swollen.

She was probably constipated.

I gradually moved my fingertip’s magical power deeper into Tiria’s body.

There was some flesh, then an empty space.

Her womb... maybe?

Further in, I hit another wall of flesh, and this time I touched something hard.

This must be it.

I grabbed it with my magical power and lowered my finger.

Down her lower abdomen, across her pubic mound, all the way to her clitoris.

Tiria was sweating all over her face and looked like she was straining hard.

"Nn... Nnn... Nnnnn..."

Especially after my finger reached her pubic mound, she started moaning.

I slid my finger over her clitoris again and flicked it.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhh!"

Tiria screamed and arched her body like a bow.

From her anus, a dark brown lump shot out powerfully into the white chamber pot.

"Ah! Ah! Aah!"

With each convulsion, Tiria’s anus twitched.

But the defecation didn’t stop.

Tiria’s mouth opened and closed, tears flowing from her eyes.

Her gaze was unfocused.

I supported Tiria’s collapsing body.

The hard dark brown feces turned into softer ochre-colored ones.

Then the defecation stopped.

"Aa... a..."

Tiria was still staring into space, her body convulsing.

Did she cum again?

She let out a huge amount.

The chamber pot was filled with brown matter.

She must have been holding it for a long time.

As her master, I’ll have to be careful.

"Sir Hiroyuki. Managing your Dule’s health by observing the color and shape of her feces is also part of a master’s duty."

Mateus looked at the contents of the chamber pot.

"Hmm. No abnormalities."

There was no blood and the color was normal.

The first part was quite hard, which confirmed the constipation.

It wasn’t diarrhea either.

But there was one strange thing.

"Um... there’s no smell."

Yes. There was almost no foul odor.

"Ah, I dislike that smell, so this chamber pot has a deodorizing magic cast on it."

Mateus laughed.

...Is it okay to use magic for something like this?

Well, I hate the smell too, so it helps.

"Sir Hiroyuki. Tiria has come back to her senses, so could you wash her bottom?"

Oh. I have to wash her ass too.

Tiria looked at me with a bright red, embarrassed face.

"Understood."

I held the water pitcher in my left hand and poured water over Tiria’s ass, preparing to wash with my right hand.

"No, Sir Hiroyuki. Please use your left hand to wash."

Ah, right.

This world has that custom too — the left hand is unclean.

"Ah, sorry."

I switched the pitcher to my right hand, poured water again, and washed with my left hand.

I carefully cleaned around her anus.

"Nn... Nnn..."

Every time I moved my finger, Tiria let out sweet moans.

Her vagina twitched and grew wet again.

Is Tiria very sensitive?

I stopped pouring water, placed the pitcher on the floor, and Helene handed me a dry cloth.

I wiped the water from Tiria’s ass.

Of course, I also wiped away the love juice from her vagina.

Finally, I wiped my left hand.

When I stood up, Tiria knelt on the floor, turned her bright red face toward me, and with moist eyes thanked me.

"Thank you... for letting out... my... p-poop. And... thank you... for making me... cum..."

Then she kissed my foot.

I helped Tiria stand and hugged her.

"You did well."

"Uuu... Hic... Master..."

Tiria clung to my waist while crying.

I stroked her head.

"Then Sir Hiroyuki. From now on, please take care of Tiria’s lower body like this."

"Understood."

I nodded at Mateus’s words.

Phew. I have to do this every day?

While I feel sorry for Tiria... the fact that I’m also a little excited proves I’m a perverted brute.

...

Wait a minute.

Every day from now on?

But I’m going back to my original world...

"Mateus. Next is about me, but..."

Gong. Gong. Gong...

Just as I was about to bring up my own matter, a bell rang from outside.

"Oh, excuse me. It’s time. We’ll continue the conversation... tomorrow, if that’s alright."

I was left hanging.

Right, he did say he had to attend King Rudolf’s audience in the afternoon.

So it’s already noon.

Hm? Aren’t we having lunch?

If we eat together, I could ask then.

"Um, excuse me. What about lunch?"

"I am scheduled to accompany His Majesty. Unfortunately, I cannot join you."

I see. Can’t be helped.

Even if I rush, the result won’t change. Tomorrow is fine.

"I understand. Then, I’ll see you tomorrow."

"Yes. Understood."

Mateus ordered Helene to dispose of the chamber pot’s contents and began preparing to go out.

Since I’d be in the way, I decided to leave.

"Then we’ll be going."

"Sorry for rushing you. Perfect timing. Nene. Escort Sir Hiroyuki back."

"Understood."

Helene, who had gone out to handle the chamber pot, returned. Mateus ordered her to guide us back.

"Then, I will escort you."

Helene put away the chamber pot and opened the door.

"Excuse us."

"Likewise."

As I left the room, I greeted Mateus once more.

Mateus returned the greeting.

We followed Helene back the way we came.

"Ah, right. Helene, do you know?"

"What is it?"

"What should I do after this?"