Master and Slaves

I returned Cathy’s greeting and followed the one ahead of us, Helene.

We passed through the hall and left the building, turning right and walking onward.

It was an incredible sight.

In front of us was a busty beauty with completely exposed breasts.

Behind us was a fully naked beautiful girl with a rope around her neck.

Soldiers and civil servants passing by turned their heads toward us.

However, Helene walked as if nothing was happening, chest proudly thrust forward.

In contrast, Tiria shrank her body and walked with her face bright red.

I deliberately walked in a way so that Tiria would stay hidden behind my back as much as possible.

It was a bit inconvenient, though.

...

"...May I ask one question, Helene?"

"Yes. But please stop using honorifics. I don’t need them either — Master would scold me if I used them."

"Honorifics? Ah, you mean not calling you by the ’san’ suffix? Got it. Then, Helene. What did you mean by ’A-Dule’ when you said it in the room earlier?"

"...Didn’t Tiria explain it?"

"Hm? ...Yeah."

I turned around and looked at Tiria.

Tiria’s red face turned pale and she nodded.

"...Tiria. You didn’t explain it to me, Hiroyuki-sama?"

Helene stopped, turned around, placed a hand on her hip, and crouched slightly to face Tiria.

Her enormous breasts bounced.

"Um, um, I did explain it to the To-Dule, though."

"You are not allowed to speak without Master’s permission."

"Ah... uuu..."

Tiria’s mouth flapped as she moaned.

"Phew. ...Hiroyuki-sama, I’m sorry. Then I’ll explain it myself. First, do you know what a Dule is?"

"Uh, um... I don’t... know..."

When I looked at Tiria, her pale face turned white.

"Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiria~!"

"Eek!"

Helene glared at Tiria like a demon.

Tiria shrugged her shoulders, closed her eyes, bit her teeth, and braced herself to endure whatever would happen.

"Already... you are Hiroyuki-sama’s Dule, so I can’t punish you whenever I want."

As she said that, Helene lightly tapped Tiria’s head twice.

Tiria slowly opened her eyes and peeked at Helene.

"Ah, I’m sorry, Master. Um... it was about the Dule, right?"

"Ah, ah."

Helene returned to my side and started walking again.

We followed.

We passed through the castle gate.

The main tower towered in front of us.

"A Dule is called ’a slave of the soul.’"

"Tamashii no... dorei?"

"Yes. You should have signed a contract with Tiria... But did you not touch her left breast?"

"Ah, that one."

The Tiria who seemed to have regained her senses after we had sex...

Exactly at that time...

"Did you feel something enter your hand at that moment?"

"Ah, that one. It felt like three small light orbs entered. It was warm and felt really good."

From behind, Tiria shifted uncomfortably.

"That is Tiria’s soul."

"Geh! ...Really?"

"Re... ally? ...Is it?"

"Ah, ’truly.’"

"Ah, yes. It’s true."

I see. So that was Tiria’s soul.

...Is that dangerous?

"Um, so I have one-third of Tiria’s soul?"

"Yes. And that’s three-tenths."

Hmm, is it a lot or little? I don’t know.

From Helene’s tone, it sounded like a lot.

We didn’t enter the main tower and instead turned right, walking along the wall.

"The amount of soul you have given to your master determines your slave rank. One-tenth makes one rank, two-tenths makes two ranks, three-tenths makes three ranks... Um, do you understand one-tenth...?"

"Eh, ah, of course I do. That means Tiria is three ranks?"

"Yes, that’s right. Impressive. Did you study arithmetic?"

"Ah, ah. Yeah."

I see. So in this world, many people don’t even understand arithmetic.

The people who say "one, two, three, plenty" are probably the majority.

"Tiria’s status as a To-Dule — the ’To’ means three. And I am one rank, so I’m ’A-Dule.’"

"I see."

"By the way, the character for two is ’Ji,’ so a two-rank Dule would be ’Ji-Dule.’"

We reached the end of the main tower’s wall and saw another tower beyond it.

It was shorter than the main tower but still quite tall.

"This way."

Helene opened the door of the tower.

"I will explain the rest of the story together with you, Master."

She cut the conversation short and led us into the tower.

The inside was surprisingly spacious and brightly lit.

Glowing orbs floated near the ceiling, and glass windows lined the walls.

We walked counterclockwise along the corridor beside the walls.

At the end of the corridor was a staircase.

We climbed it.

After reaching the top, we continued down another corridor for a while and stopped in front of a door on the left.

Knock knock.

"Master. I have brought Sir Hiroyuki."

"Please come in."

"Understood. Please enter."

Responding to the master’s voice, Helene opened the door.

"Excuse me."

When we entered the room, Mateus stood up from the desk in the back.

"Welcome, Sir Hiroyuki. Please take a seat on the sofa over there."

Mateus gestured toward the sofa set on the right.

"Please be seated."

"Excuse me."

Mateus guided me to the three-seater sofa opposite him.

I placed my luggage on the floor and sat on the sofa.

Tiria knelt formally on the floor beside the sofa.

Mateus sat on the same sofa.

Helene had disappeared without a trace.

"Did you rest well this morning?"

"Yes, thanks to you. Breakfast was delicious too."

"That’s good."

Mateus and I began talking about trivial things.

"Excuse me."

Helene arrived carrying a tea tray with a teacup and teapot.

She placed saucers in front of me and Mateus, then set the teacups on them.

Holding the teapot, she poured what looked like tea.

Helene did it gracefully, but her gaze was inevitably drawn to her own swaying breasts.

Her huge breasts swayed right in front of my eyes.

I swallowed hard, my face heated up, and my son woke up.

Helene noticed my reaction and gave a small laugh.

Embarrassing.

"Oh, ho. Well, the thing I wanted Mateus to see is this."

After using the conversation as a cover, she placed the bag she had brought on the table.

"Hoh, there are so many of them."

"Ah, sorry. Yes, there are quite a few."

She was shameless. As a Court Magician, she should be busy.

...Probably.

"No no, since they were in the Demon Lord Geizer’s treasury, I’m interested. It’s wonderful to have so many."

Even if it was flattery, I was glad to hear it.

"Then it may take a little time, but let’s have a look. When I’m finished, I’ll let you know."

"Thank you."

It was really appreciated.

No, he’s a good person, this Mateus.

"Nene. Put this on the desk for me."

"Understood."

Helene carried the bag from the table to the desk.

Nene?

Is that Helene’s nickname?

"Well then, since I have urgent business, I’ll speak first. May I?"

"Yes, please."

I also wanted to talk about summoning magic, but I knew an answer wouldn’t change even if I waited a day or two.

If he was in a hurry, he would have asked at yesterday’s audience or banquet.

So I decided to listen to Mateus’s urgent matter first.

"Then, about Tiria — has she finished urinating?"

Huh?

I was stunned.

Yes-sech?

What is this guy talking about?

I looked at Tiria.

Her face was bright red and she shook her head side to side.

"...Y-Yes."

"Hmm."

"Master. Tiria didn’t explain anything to you."

Helene placed the bag on the desk behind Mateus and tattled on him.

"Nothing?"

"Um, I did explain about the To-Dule."

Mateus’s response made Tiria give the same excuse as earlier.

"Tiria, I told you earlier — you can’t speak without Master’s permission."

"..."

Under Helene’s warning, Tiria glared at her with resentment.

"When we came here, I explained about the Dule’s soul."

Ignoring Tiria’s gaze, Helene continued.

"Hmm. Yes... ...For now, let’s finish the urgent matter."

Mateus took a sip of tea and began speaking.

"First, a To-Dule cannot urinate by herself."

"Huh?"

I instinctively asked back at the meaningless statement.

"A To-Dule must have her master urinate for her."

"So does that mean I have to give permission?"

Same as when I had to permit her to eat this morning.

"No. The master must urinate for the To-Dule himself."

So that means I have to stimulate the urethra or anus?

"If you actually watch, you’ll understand. Nene, prepare."

"Eh? Ah, yes."

Caught off guard, Helene answered hesitantly, then brought a water pitcher, a ceramic container, and a chamber pot from the back of the room.

"Um, should I show you?"

"Who else would do it?"

"...Understood."

Helene straddled the chamber pot shyly, lifted her skirt with both hands.

The hem, which had reached her knees, slowly rose and eventually exposed Helene’s private parts.

There were brown pubic hairs the same color as her hair.

Hm? Wait a second.

What is this?

A golden chain grew from between her legs.

At the end of the chain, which hung down about the length of my index finger, was a brown gem.

Why was it coming out of there?

Ignoring that, Helene’s face turned bright red as she looked at Mateus and lifted her skirt even higher.

When she raised it high enough for her navel to show, she tied the hem of the skirt under her chest with a string so it wouldn’t fall, spread her legs, and sat down.

Because her legs were opened almost 180 degrees, her labia — a lovely salmon-pink color — were completely exposed to us.

Helene opened her own beautiful labia with her fingers.

Inside were an erect clitoris, a twitching urethra, and a vagina overflowing with love juice.

From the vagina hung a golden chain, dripping with love juice.

Even while watching, neither Mateus nor Tiria made a sound.

...Is that a tampon or something from this world?

...I’m curious, but I probably shouldn’t ask.

"...I am... ready."

Helene looked at Mateus with moist eyes.

"Alright, then let’s begin. Sir Hiroyuki, please watch too."

Following Mateus’s instruction, I squatted and stared at Helene’s private parts.

Mateus knelt in front of Helene and placed his index finger on the top of her pubic mound.

"Nn."

Helene moaned softly.

Mateus didn’t hesitate — he kept his finger on her skin and slowly lowered it.

"Ahh!"

Just before his finger touched the clitoris, Helene’s body trembled and she released urine.

"Aa... aaaa..."

The golden liquid Helene produced poured into the white ceramic.

"In this way, you force it out by embedding magical power in your finger."

Mateus explained, but I couldn’t take it in.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Helene’s urination.

No, it wasn’t her will — it was probably forced.

"...I have finished."

Helene reported to Mateus once she was done urinating.

"Then place your hands behind you."

"...Yes."

Helene placed both hands on the floor behind her, showing her anus as well.

"Nn... nnn..."

Mateus poured water from the pitcher onto Helene’s private parts and rubbed it with his left hand.

Helene made small moaning sounds but stayed still.

Mateus took a cloth, wiped his own hands, then wiped Helene’s private parts clean.

"Alright, it’s finished."

Mateus and I stood up.

"Thank you very much."

Helene also stood, adjusted her skirt, and bowed to Mateus.

"Understood?"

"H-Haa."

I gave a vague reply.

"Yes. First, embed magical power in your finger... By the way, have you used magic before, Sir Hiroyuki?"

"No, I haven’t."

My clear answer made Mateus fold his arms and groan.

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