Master and Slaves

"...Ah... Master... Good morning...?"

Tiria woke up.

"Ah... Good morning, Tiria."

While answering Tiria’s greeting, I slowly tried to pull out.

"Hya!"

But faster than that, Tiria tried to get up, and the result was...

"Ouch!"

It was bent in a weird direction.

"Ow, s-sorry! Aaaah! I-I can’t!!"

Panicking, Tiria clamped down hard on my thing.

At that moment, her body jolted, and she let out a loud scream.

"What’s wrong?! Tiria!"

I was startled and asked her.

"...A... a... I... came...!"

"...Ah, I see... I get it..."

I had asked, but before I even heard the answer, I already understood.

The flesh wall gripping my thing was twitching...

But she’s really a girl who cums easily, huh.

She hasn’t stopped cumming since yesterday.

Moreover, right now, she came within just a few seconds after waking up...

Could it be that her body is particularly sensitive?

"What is the matter?!"

A door opened vigorously, and Cathy appeared.

And then... she froze.

What Cathy was seeing was me and Tiria, naked and still connected, with no blanket or sheets covering us at all.

"...S-Sorry, breakfast will take a little longer, so... please take your time and relax..."

While panicking, Cathy turned her back and left to handle the maid’s duties properly.

Bang! The door slammed shut with force.

"Ahaha... ahahaha... ahahahaha"

There was nothing else to do but laugh.

...Now that my thing had wilted from the commotion, and breakfast was still taking time, what should I do?

While looking at Tiria, I had an idea.

"Tiria, go borrow a chamber pot from Cathy and finish it while we can."

"Eh, ah, y-yes."

Tiria answered with a red face, then left the room.

I put on the glasses that were on the bedside table.

Yeah, habit really is habit.

But... still, she’s probably embarrassed, right?

This is the third time today, but no matter how many times, it doesn’t seem like it’ll become natural.

After all, she’s being forced to relieve herself in front of people.

Still, we have to do it, because otherwise her body will suffer.

If she gets intestinal obstruction, cystitis, or something like that, it would be really painful.

It was said Dural doesn’t die, and there’s magic to cure it, so maybe she’ll recover.

But, I hate seeing her in pain.

"U-um, Master?"

When I noticed, Tiria was standing in front of me holding a chamber pot.

"Oh? When did you come?"

"Haa, Master seemed to be deep in thought, so..."

I didn’t call her?

"I see. Then shall we start?"

"Y-yes!"

Tiria answered with determination.

Then she spread her legs and prepared...

...

"Aaaaahhhhhhh!!"

It was the third scream of the day already.

While defecating, Tiria squirted and reached orgasm.

"N-no more... aahh... hiuuu..."

Because she came multiple times in quick succession without a break, she apologized to me in a garbled voice.

Then she quickly came again lightly.

"Hey, Tiria. Have you always been sensitive like this?"

"N-no... I-I don’t think so..."

Still twitching, she answered my question.

Then, after Tiria... came after Dural?

Is this how all Dural are, only T-Dural, or is it Tiria’s own body?

I don’t know which.

To wash Tiria’s private part, I poured water and rubbed it with my palm.

"Ouch, still... ah, aaaaah!!"

This was the fourth, no, fifth time.

She clung to me desperately, trying to hold back.

"Haa, haa, haa, kuuun, nn, haa, haa, haa"

After washing, her love juices clung to my hand.

This means I wasn’t really washing her.

I took a dry cloth and removed the moisture.

Even while doing this, she was squirming and moaning...

"Alright, that’s the end."

"Haa, haa, haa, a-ahh... thank you... haa, haa, I-I managed..."

Tiria collapsed on the floor, barely in a prostrate position, and thanked me in a garbled voice.

I stopped Tiria from kissing my feet, carried her in my arms, and laid her on the bed.

"When you can move again, come here."

"Haa, haa, yes... haa, haa."

Hearing Tiria’s reply while she was panting, I picked up the chamber pot, the water pitcher, and my original pajama, and opened the door to the living room.

There, Cathy was squatting with her ears pointed toward us, frozen solid.

"...What are you doing?"

"...Ahem. Breakfast is ready."

"Ah, ah... I see."

Cathy stood up, said it as if nothing happened, and went into her room.

Then she came out carrying clothes and a bucket.

"Master Hiroyuki, please wear this before eating. And wash your hands with this soap. I will handle this side."

Cathy placed the clothes on the sofa, put the soap and bucket on the sofa table, and took the chamber pot back to her room.

Fumu, she’s an excellent maid.

...She wasn’t listening yesterday, right?

Well, there’s nothing I can do about it.

...Even if I live in this world, I still need to find a place to stay.

I was like a freeloader...

I washed my hands with the remaining water and soap in the pitcher and sat at the table.

At the same time, Cathy came out from her room.

She’s fast.

"I’m sorry for the wait."

Cathy said that, and the usual breakfast began.