Chapter 107: The Clumsy Lady - 1
"... "
I left my dumbfounded husband behind and took Lady Verdia to the shower room, where I fucked her. While her husband was at work, I laid her on his bed and continued to pound her pussy with the breeding press.
For the past hour, Lady Verdia had been panting and could only utter, "I love you, darling," and "Cum in my pussy." She even pissed herself.
I clung to her limp body, kissed her armpits, and then woke her up by force by inserting my erect cock.
I dragged Verdia around until it got dark, leaving traces of our sex all over the couple's bedroom.
I made Lady Verdia spray water from her pussy. I made her sit comfortably on the sofa and shake her hips.
I fucked this mother of a young daughter like an animal.
"Open your mouth."
I entered the shower room with her, made her kneel, and pissed on her face as if it were natural.
She sat politely and received my piss with her pretty face and mouth.
"How does it feel to be a toilet?"
"...It stinks."
"If it were Belita, she would have tried to kill me."
"If it weren't for you, I would've tried to kill you, too, wouldn't I?"
"Sorry. Let's wash up quickly."
Feeling sorry, I washed Lady Verdia thoroughly.
"It's not a bad price to pay if I can have your love all to myself."
"Should we try making Verdia a piss bucket too?"
"Eek!"
I held up one of Lady Verdia's legs and pounded her pussy.
I made her squirt and came inside her.
"Should we go out today, too?"
I asked, kneading Lady Verdia's breasts.
"If that's what you want, darling..."
That day, we went out without coats.
Perhaps the rumors about the Chartreuse family trainer stripping their wife naked and walking her around like a dog had spread throughout the street because a much larger crowd than usual had gathered.
They all came to see for themselves if the rumors were true.
While it didn't hinder our movement, it was a huge crowd for such a late hour.
"It's Lady Verdia."
"The rumors were true..."
"Unbelievable. For Lady Verdia to become a slave...."
After our naked walk, we had intense sex in Verdia's heated pussy.
Since we were exposed to others, I marked her pussy with my cum persistently.
"Say what I told you to say. Verdia!"
"I, I'm your exclusive bitch, darling."
I made her say those words right next to her awake husband.
For two days straight, I filled Lady Verdia's womb with my semen and shook my hips vulgarly.
Even with her husband in the bed next to her, Lady Verdia climbed on top of me naked, smiling bashfully like a lover.
"Darling, darling."
"Yes?"
"Just calling you."
Verdia clung to me, even while we slept. She gently stroked my huge dick as if it were a precious treasure.
Just like she often did, she clung to me, sucking on my chest and neck.
"Darling, darling..."
"Yes, Verdia."
"Hehehe…"
Her voice was dripping with sweetness.
Vatino had become so exhausted over the past few days that I feared something terrible might happen if I didn't leave.
But Lady Verdia clung to me, refusing to let go.
"Do you want anything, my darling?"
"Hmm."
"I'll buy it for you. Anything you want."
Since I had received shoes from Belita, I thought it would be fitting to get a weapon as well.
"A weapon. I'd like a dagger, please."
"A dagger?"
Verdia blinked, clearly surprised.
"Darling, do you even know how to use a sword?"
"I wouldn't say I'm skilled, but…"
"Fiona told me. She said you might become a great swordsman someday."
"No way. I've never handled a longsword that size."
I had practiced kendo before, but how should I put it…
It wasn't really about learning swordsmanship. It was more like sweating through a workout.
That's how most modern people treat martial arts anyway.
However, I've carried a dagger many times, simply for self-defense.
Of course, I've never actually stabbed anyone.
The best outcome when carrying such a weapon is to never be in a situation where you need to use it.
It's no different from women carrying pepper spray in their bags.
"A blade over 18cm long and under 350g in weight would be ideal."
"I'll have the best craftsman in town make it for you."
"Wouldn't that be expensive…?"
I glanced over at Vatino.
"It's alright. I want to do this for you, darling."
Oh! Verdia smiled as she gently stroked my shaft with her hand.
"You have to stay with me for a very, very long time, darling."
"Haha. Just how many children are you planning to have?"
Verdia's devotion to the handjob increases.
"I could have ten children if they were yours, darling."
"... "
Ten?
Even if she got pregnant without a break, it would take nine years.
The thought of this married MILF tightly gripping my dick and continuously giving birth to my children was too much to resist.
"I think I'm going to cum." Verdia. I'm going to cum in your pussy."
"I'll get my pussy ready. Darling."
Verdia immediately lifted one leg.
I turned sideways, hugged her tightly, and entered her.
"Right there, huh.... Oh, Please, cum♥!"
"I'm cumming..."
I held Verdia close, thrust my hips forward, and ejaculated. While I was cumming, Verdia sucked on my neck continuously.
I couldn't believe she was taking my cum with her pussy after such a sweet handjob. I couldn't resist!
I rubbed my pubic bone persistently, ejaculating my thick semen into Lady Verdia's pussy.
"You're doing well, darling. Cum inside me."
"Verdia, I..."
"AAaah...♥!honey.... I'm sorry. For not paying attention to you."
It seems Vatino was jerking off in the bed next to us. He was hiding under the covers in case I kicked him out.
Tsk, tsk. I continued to cum in Verdia's pussy and quietly observed her reaction.
With a very apologetic look, Verdia spoke kindly to her husband.
"There are tissues on the table over there."
"…."
"Wipe yourself with that, honey."
"Okay..."
I continued to cum while kissing Verdia's armpit.
"Ah... Hup... Cum comfortably in my mommy pussy, darling."
"Feels good... Mama Verdia..."
"Hehehe, my strong and wonderful darling. You're like a big baby at times like this. So cute."
"Mama."
I licked Verdia's armpits as we intertwined, naked. Meanwhile, Vatino wiped his little buddy with a tissue.
I came freely in Verdia's pussy, acting spoiled.
"Let me know if you need my help."
"Thanks."
I finished cumming into Verdia's pussy, rubbed my cockhead against her plump mound, and…
I ended up taking a nap right there before returning to the workshop.
"Master, you have guests."
"Really?"
The Verdia effect was enormous.
According to Peridot, ever since the first day of our naked walk, six noble couples had requested consultations.
"I turned them away because you weren't here, but I recorded all their names and addresses. Two couples made reservations."
"Did any of them come with their wives?"
"Some did, and some didn't."
Hmm. I couldn't just accept anyone. I needed to examine them myself.
"Were any of the wives pretty?"
"Pretty…"
"Pretty like Peridot."
"I'm not sure."
That likely meant none of them stood out to her. But then again, Peridot probably didn't realize how attractive she actually was. So, even if she looked at others, she might not have thought much of their appearance.
"Then differentiate them by breast size."
"Breasts…"
Peridot glanced at her own chest and seemed to think for a moment.
"Among the two couples, one of the wives had large breasts."
"As large as yours?"
"Yes."
"Connect me to them right away."
"Understood."
Soon after the call, the couple arrived at the workshop.
…A scrawny husband and a wife as massive as a troll.
"Master, what do you think of my sturdy wife? I think she fits the Milf Hunter brand perfectly!"
"Yes. Please leave."
He was into sturdy women. I almost got crushed to death.
I called Peridot over and scolded her.
"You need to filter better, Peridot!"
"Her breast size was definitely similar to mine…"
"But her physique! It's completely! Different!"
Peridot's eyes welled up slightly.
"I'm sorry…"
"Come here."
"Yes, Master."
I cupped her breasts in my hands.
"Can you do better next time?"
"Should I select those with a similar physique to mine?"
"Hmm…"
If I said, "Only pick out the pretty wives," something like this would happen again.
To make it easier—
"I prefer larger breasts. A figure similar to yours. Not overweight, but curvy. Like you. And hips like yours…"
As I kept listing traits… started feeling like I was asking for a Peridot clone.
Peridot, her breasts in my hands, listened carefully.
"So… are you saying I should look for a wife who resembles me?"
"No…"
That would be unrealistic. Finding someone like Peridot would be nearly impossible in this town.
I adjusted my expectations and gave her clearer criteria.
"This is my type."
"Understood. Then would you like to meet the next couple who made a reservation?"
"What's the wife like?"
"You'll like her."
I waited in my office for the couple to arrive.
"Meow!"
Cecil was hiding under the desk. She'd been there the whole time.
"Is it cozy in there?"
"I was going to surprise you when you came!"
That adorable face—my heart nearly stopped.
Too cute. I hugged her and gently stroked her fluffy cat ears.
While I was playing with Cecil, I heard footsteps in the hallway.
"Master, the couple from the Hephal family has arrived."
"Let them in."
The door opened.
Following behind Peridot was a muscular man. He looked around the office, then suddenly turned and shouted.
"What are you doing, standing there!?"
"I'm… coming…"
I was a little disappointed when I saw the wife.
It couldn't be helped. After spending the last few days with Belita and Verdia, my standards had changed.
'She seems gloomy.'
Her face was attractive, and though her breasts weren't as large as Peridot's, they were definitely on the bigger side. Even under a loose dress, her full chest was noticeable.
What bothered me was her overall vibe.
Her shoulders were slumped, weighed down by her husband's overbearing attitude. Her dark circles were prominent, and her complexion seemed pale.
She had shoulder-length black hair and kept her head down, as if silently saying, "My husband dragged me here."
By Milf Hunter's strict standards, she wasn't No. 3 material. But I was still curious.
"Please sit wherever you like."
I moved with Cecil to the master's sofa. Peridot stood behind me while the couple sat nervously across.
The wife kept her head low, avoiding eye contact.
"Hmm! Seeing you in person, you're quite the man. Handsome and strong. That's a relief."
"Thank you. So… Mr. Hephal?"
"I'm Tom Hephal. This is my wife, Gracia."
"Mrs. Gracia?"
"…."
She gave a small nod, saying nothing.
Her husband sighed.
"My wife… please understand. She's just shy in this kind of setting."
"That's fine."
He didn't seem to get it. His wife was trembling…
'Well, as long as I can sleep with her, I don't mind.'
As long as this musclehead didn't get in my way, I could handle Gracia.
Maybe I couldn't grant her the Milf Hunter mark, but I could give her as many creampies as she could take.
"Let's get to the point. You want me to see if your wife fits the brand, right?"
"You understand what that means?"
"You have to sleep with her, right? She might seem gloomy, but she's good in bed. I'm sure you'll be pleased."
"…."
Gracia trembled, her fists clenched.
"Did your wife agree to this?"
"…."
"…."
My question brought silence to the room.
Tom grabbed her arm.
"Answer him. Didn't we already talk about this? With that body of yours—"
"Yes… I agreed."
"You heard her."
"Then I'll personally assess if she's suitable. But once I decide, there's no going back. Understood?"
"You mean I can't complain? I've got no problem with that."
I gestured to Peridot. She leaned in close.
"How much should we charge?"
"…Considering their wealth, 250 gold coins sounds fair."
'Oh? That's a good deal.'
I smiled at Tom.
"Tom, I'll charge 250 gold coins to evaluate your wife's pussy."
"That much?"
"You brought her here because you wanted something, didn't you?"
"The Hephal family's a blacksmith family. We've been hammering iron in the Beast District since my great-great-grandfather's time. I'm trying to expand the business, but the higher-ups don't like it. They can't stand a former blacksmith trying to climb up."
"And?"
"I've tried everything—money, connections. Nothing worked. Then I heard about you."
"…."
So the rumors had spread. About Verdia becoming mine…
"I'm proud of the gear I make. It's the best in the city. That's why I came here—to take it to the next level."
"Milf Hunter is the best brand in town. Just look at the Magnetar Center. If your wife qualifies, you'll get what you want."
"So you're saying 250 gold coins is cheap?"
"I don't always charge a fixed amount. I charge as much as I can."
"Well… I guess you've already figured us out. Fine. I brought that much as a dowry."
Tom placed a heavy pouch of coins on the table.
"Take this and thoroughly evaluate my wife."
Gracia's expression darkened even more.
"Very well. Then I'll see you tomorrow."
"You'll be using a condom, right? I can't have my wife getting pregnant."
"Of course. I won't risk that unless she agrees to become a slave."
"I… have no intention of becoming one…"
"Gracia!"
Tom shouted, and she flinched.
"Make sure you give it your all during the trainer's evaluation. If you don't, you know you won't have a place to return to."
"Yes…"
"Then I'll be going. Trainer."
"Cecil, see him out."
"Un! This way, sir!"
"Peridot, show the lady to the guest room."
"Understood. This way, ma'am."
"…Yes…"
Gracia followed Peridot with sad eyes.
Now… Should I head to the room?