Chapter 105: Walk In The Street
I went to the bed and opened the box.
"Oh."
Belita's gift turned out to be a pair of sturdy leather boots.
When did she even figure out my shoe size? I tried them on—they fit perfectly.
Although they looked like heavy leather boots, they were as comfortable as modern sneakers. The cushioning was so good that my soles didn't hurt at all.
I could feel Belita's warmth in the gift. She didn't want me to get hurt while traveling long distances.
She was never this caring before.
I even wondered if Condel had married her because of this hidden side.
The more I got to know her, the more admirable she became.
The housewarming party ended that day.
My days as a door-to-door salesman were officially over.
Wouldn't the front of the mansion turn into a market, now that people knew about the Milf Hunter workshop?
'Hehe.'
I waited with high hopes for the guests to arrive.
…
…
But no one came. Not a single visitor.
Half a day passed. What was going on?
"Master, dinner is ready."
"I'll be there soon."
Noticing something was off, Cecil quietly asked, "Oppa, is something bothering you?"
"…Everyone knows this is the Milf Hunter workshop. So why isn't anyone showing up?"
"Hmm… maybe they're intimidated?"
"Intimidated…"
That might be it. Had I aimed at the wrong customer base?
Just thinking about my business failing made me feel suffocated.
"What do you think, Peridot?"
"I have no comment right now… How about waiting a little longer?"
"You're right."
At least the food Cecil made was delicious.
Judging by the variety of side dishes, it looked like the two of them had worked together.
"It's delicious."
Cecil and Peridot both sighed in relief. They were clearly putting in all their effort.
"I'm glad it suits your taste, Master."
"Per and I worked hard just to hear you say that, Oppa!"
"I'm looking forward to meals from now on."
With assistants like these, what more could I ask for?
I decided to be patient. However, the next day… and the next… and the one after that… still no visitors came.
Crushed, I mentally regressed into a baby and buried my face in Peridot's chest.
"Suck… Suck, suck… Peridot Mama…"
"Yes, Master. Peridot Mama is here."
"Oppa has regressed!"
Was I not the legendary trainer who conquered Verdia Chartreuse?
Is this really how it ends? I became baby Geum Taeyang, latched onto Peridot's boobs.
She gently stroked my head to comfort me.
"Master, maybe the publicity isn't going well."
"Suck… suck… Publicity?"
"Yes. If people don't know your accomplishments, this kind of silence is expected."
"My accomplishments…"
"Oppa, here's some milk~"
"Cecil Mama…"
I turned and clung to Cecil instead.
There I was, naked, clinging to younger women and begging for milk.
I had truly hit rock bottom.
Wah!!
"Senior, what should we do?"
"Let him be spoiled!"
"Mama…"
"Yes~ Cecil Mama is here. Let's drink some milk."
"Master, don't be discouraged. We'll begin promoting Milf Hunter tomorrow."
"…Cecil and Peridot will…?"
Promote?
Milf Hunter?
I suddenly snapped out of it and jumped up.
"Oppa?"
"Master?"
There's no way I'm sending my lovely assistants onto the streets!
Geum Taeyang, reborn!
"I'll show you a foolproof way to promote a brand!"
"That's our Oppa!"
Cecil beamed with excitement, but Peridot clapped with her usual cold expression.
"As expected of Master."
…
…
Her eyes were dead cold.
I felt guilty. I need to show her I can be cool.
That night, I called out to Verdia in front of the Chartreuse mansion.
"Honey!"
Verdia ignored the guards and hugged me tightly.
"How have you been?"
"I missed you so much."
"Then you should've come to see me."
"I tried to tell Vatino, but I felt kind of sorry for him…"
Ah… So when she says she wants to see me, it means she wants to have wild sex.
It seems she was trying to let Vatino rest for a while.
I gently stroked her hair.
"Verdia, can you help me with something?"
"Anything. For you, Honey♥"
"Then…"
A little while later—
Verdia returned, wearing a long coat that completely hid her body.
"I did… as you asked… Honey."
"Show me."
After checking carefully that no one was around, Verdia slowly opened her coat.
Her naked body—ripe and radiant at 30 years old—was revealed.
She couldn't stand being exposed for even two seconds and quickly pulled back.
"I came… completely naked…"
"Let's go."
"Huh?"
I took her hand and led her outside. We left the mansion and entered a quiet alleyway. I pulled out a training rope and tied Verdia up.
"Ahh… Honey…"
She blushed bright red, unsure what to do.
This was outside, after all. For her, just being naked outside was a huge challenge.
I tied the rope in a way that emphasized her breasts and hips, pulling it tight.
The knot at the nape of her neck became a collar.
Verdia finally understood what I intended. Tears welled in her gentle eyes.
"Master… I'm sorry."
"Huh?"
"You must be angry I didn't come to see you sooner."
"No."
A frightened Verdia was still beautiful.
I hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead, trying to reassure her.
After a few moments, she relaxed and leaned against me.
"I need your help."
"As long as it's not… with another man…"
"Why would I do something so awful? I'll tell you what we're going to do."
"Yes…"
"If you don't want to, I'll untie you. Don't be scared."
"Yes… I trust you, Honey."
I gently stroked her back.
"We're going for a naked walk, Verdia."
Verdia swallowed hard.
"Naked… walk…"
"I'll hold the collar and lead you like a bitch."
"If we do that now… we'll get caught."
"I want everyone to see that Verdia is my slave."
I placed my hand on her stomach.
The brand—the Milf Hunter mark I engraved on her womb—was a symbol not everyone knew yet, but soon would.
Everyone would know.
"You'll be my brand's promotion model, Verdia."
"Promotion model…"
"If you do this for me, I'll be grateful."
"…."
"If you don't want to, we can go back. I'll ask Belita."
"Belita…"
Verdia's eyes hardened with determination.
"I'll do it."
"Really?"
"Brand promotion… I'll do it for you, Master."
"Then let's go."
I blindfolded Verdia.
"H-Honey? What's this…?"
"Trust me."
"…Yes."
With her vision blocked, her other senses sharpened.
I took her outside. At first glance, the coat made everything seem normal.
"Hey, look over there."
"…A trainer and a slave?"
The collar made their relationship unmistakable.
I led Verdia, blindfolded, by the collar. It was okay to tug the rope firmly.
At first, I was gentle, afraid of hurting her delicate skin. But the black rope Condel had bought was sturdy yet soft—perfect for a slave.
Encouraged, I pulled a little harder, dragging her along.
"Haa… Haa… Honey… You're here, right?"
I felt my desire growing.
Verdia, out for a naked walk, trusting me completely—it struck something deep inside.
I stayed silent for a moment.
"Honey? Honey, answer me…"
"Verdia."
"Ah…"
She quickly leaned against me.
"Honey… Don't leave. Please…"
"I'm right here. I wasn't going anywhere."
I hugged her tightly and pressed myself against her. I was getting hard.
Verdia…
"Let's keep going."
The naked walk wasn't planned—it just came to me suddenly.
If people still didn't know I'd made Verdia mine, wouldn't showing her be enough?
To spread the word, person to person. I didn't particularly like displaying my woman like this… But it was oddly thrilling.
Still, Verdia clung nervously to the collar like a lifeline.
Even Vatino would be furious if he knew how his wife was being led like this.
"There are quite a few people here."
Verdia shivered.
It was only six or seven people, but still…
"Open your coat, Verdia."
"…."
"Hurry."
"Yes, Honey…"
She obeyed, revealing her naked body.
"Gasp…"
"They're training a slave."
"Amazing…"
"To have such a beautiful woman as a slave, he must be a famous trainer."
I shrugged.
In this crazy city of Isil— Even this scene wouldn't raise eyebrows.
If this happened on the main street, the man was naturally a trainer, the woman a slave.
Their eyes were like students watching a diligent peer—not scandalized or shocked.
They didn't leave in embarrassment or stare rudely at Verdia's naked body. They simply accepted it as normal.
The continuous exposure seeped deeply into Verdia's whole being.
"Ahh...♥ "
The ropes wrapped around Verdia's breasts and thighs dug into her skin like sinister snakes.
Tighter…Tighter…
"Haa…♥"
Verdia let out a pitiful breath.
I hugged her from behind, sucked on her earlobe, and whispered, "Don't worry."
"Are there really no people watching?"
"Everyone is staring at you. At the body of a thirty-year-old mother."
"Ew..."
I hugged Verdia from behind and sucked on her earlobe.
I came to a place with streetlights on purpose so that the womb branding would be clearly visible. I then fondled Verdia's pussy, showing it off to everyone.
Squish…Squish….Squish...
"Haa... Ahh...♥ Honey... Until when..."
"I love you, Verdia."
"Aahh...♥ ! Ahh...♥ In this situation... ♥"
"You're the only one for me, Verdia..."
Verdia leaned against me, squirmed, and had a pussy climax.
Oh? Verdia having a pussy climax while exposed—how outrageous.
"Who gave you permission to have an orgasm?"
"Because you said, 'I love you.'"
Verdia whined, twisting her body.
"Blaming it on me? Should I leave you here?"
"Eek..."
Verdia clasped her hands together and begged me.
"Forgive me, Master. It's my pussy's fault for being so lewd."
"... "
"Please forgive me, Master. Master? Where are you? Please..."
"... "
"Master, I'm sorry!"
"I'm here."
I hugged Verdia tightly and kissed her.
She sighed in relief and rubbed her body against mine.
It wasn't me rubbing against her; it was Verdia, desperately clinging to me. Attention-seeking behavior successfully dealt with.
"Honey, honey..."
"Are you getting used to it?"
"It's embarrassing, but I'll follow your lead."
I pulled her collar. When I made her open her coat at the next spot, Verdia seemed to find a strange thrill amidst the tension.
Swoosh!
"Oh..."
"They're training a slave."
"Amazing..."
"To train such a beautiful woman as a slave, he must be a famous trainer."
"I think I've seen her somewhere..."
"Doesn't she look like Lady Verdia?"
"No way! She even has a slave brand."
Verdia was also listening to their conversation.
I hugged her tightly and fondled her pussy until she climaxed.
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
"Here, I'll touch your pussy so you can have an orgasm."
"Aahh...♥ ! Ahh...♥ Huht... Ahh...♥ Huht... ♥"
"I'll make Verdia's mommy pussy cum. Here!"
"Aahhhhh...♥"
Verdia tilted her head back and squirmed.
I rubbed her clit up and down; my hand was already soaked with her juices.
"Shall we move to the next location?"
"Yes, honey..."
I pulled her collar.
More and more people were recognizing Verdia. A goddess-like mother isn't that common.
Moreover, Verdia wasn't confined to the mansion; she occasionally went out to do volunteer work. So, her face was more well-known than I thought.
"It's Lady Verdia."
"That's definitely her..."
"Is it true that Lady Verdia is being trained?"
"But she has a husband..."
"Look at her stomach. She's the 'Milf Hunter'..."
"Milf Hunter..."
"The rumors were true."
Verdia's face flushed bright red. She couldn't fathom how embarrassing it was to be out on the streets with her entire body proclaiming, "I'm this man's pussy slave."
Her pussy was soaking wet. Her senses were heightened, and her breath hitched from the slightest touch to her breasts.
"Is it true that she's being trained here?"
"Over there."
"Wow..."
"It's Lady Verdia..."
Over twenty people gathered.
I suddenly felt like I was performing a magic show, which excited me.
"Lady Verdia...such an angelic person..."
"To that sleazy guy..."
"She really has a branding on her stomach..."
"Lady Verdia, have you become that man's sex slave?"
Squish…Squish…Squish…
I blatantly fondled Verdia's pussy.
Just gently rubbing her clit made her squirm.
She heard things like "Lady Verdia wouldn't do that" while I fondled her.
Blindfolded, Verdia entrusted everything to me and exposed her naked body.
"Verdia, my dick is getting hard."
"Honey, I'm happy."
"Can we do it here?"
Verdia flinched.
"Belita gave me a gift, but Verdia couldn't come out because she was worried about her husband..."
"... "
"As expected, there's no one like my number one."
"Honey…"
"Huh?"
"Please use my pussy..."
I wrapped Verdia's body in the coat.
"That's enough. Let's go."
If it were Calissa, I might have shown everything.
The big-assed bar owner would have loved showing everyone her getting pounded by my king-sized dick and reaching climax. But Verdia is a noblewoman from one of the four great families that rule this city.
The scary latex girl might judge me, so I'll stop here. I hug my precious Verdia and head to a deserted alleyway.
I decide to satisfy my desires here.
"Honey?"
"Put your hands on the wall."
Unfortunately, Verdia's delicate hands were touching the dirty wall. But seeing her soaking wet pussy made me forget about that.