For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used.

Chapter 7: I Bought It, So I’m Relieved (3)

“I’ll put it in.”

He thrust his waist in one swift motion.

There was a sensation of forcing his way through a narrow pile of flesh. A trickle of blood flowed.

“Ah!”

And then there was a delayed, short scream.

Looking up, Carla, who was whimpering in pain, was covering her own mouth.

“It’s okay to scream.”

Only after my permission did Carla remove her hand and let out a sob.

“Ah, it hurts, Master… It’s too big… Hnn…”

As if to prove her point, her already tight inner muscles clenched.

“I put it in all at once because I thought it would hurt more if I did it slowly…”

“Still… Hic. It hurts… So please, go slow… Hnn… Just stay still for a moment…”

Carla shook her head pleadingly.

Of course, whether Carla was hurt or not, I could move without caring. But for now, wasn’t this a reward, as Carla said?

Above all, rewards and punishments must be clear.

The control that could be done with a single Slave Mark had its limits.

…Wait, Slave Mark?

I didn’t know whether this would work or not, but with a ‘nothing to lose’ mentality, I gave Carla a command.

“Carla. [Go into heat.]”

“Hic… What is… huh?!”

Something else mixed into Carla’s voice, which had been sobbing until just now.

“Oh.”

“M-Master? What did you do to me…? Hmm…”

“What do you mean? I commanded you to go into heat.”

“That’s… There’s no way that’s possible… Why is it like this… Ah…”

Carla’s face, twisted in pain, gradually relaxed and started to flush with lust.

In fact, Carla’s question was valid. The original purpose of the Slave Mark was to make one feel compelled, forcing their actions.

It didn’t affect emotions.

However, going into heat was not about emotions but sensations.

And right now, the heightened sensations are still lingering within me.

I thought it might just work, and…

It really did.

Well, a good thing is still a good thing.

Thinking so, I waited a moment, and gradually, Carla’s insides began to moisten.

“I think that’s good enough. I’ll start moving.”

“Hoo… Ah, yes! Please… take care?”

Carla, who had been nervously rubbing her body, awkwardly nodded her head.

No matter how startled she was by the sudden command to go into heat, there was no need to say, ‘please take care.’

“Do you even know the situation you’re in, Carla?”

“Yes? Yes…”

“Really? A noble lady reduced to a slave, having been ordered to go into heat by her Master, and now, in the middle of being taken?”

“Eh… You don’t have to say it like that…”

Carla turned her head away, looking hurt.

“I know… but what can I do?”

But not long after, she subtly turned her head back toward me.

“I’m already a slave, and you, Yandel, are my master… It was something that had to happen someday.”

Carla, with her slightly moist ruby eyes, slowly reached out with both hands.

“And although I don’t know much about lewd things… I have heard about the treatment of slaves. I’ve seen it firsthand as well…”

Saying that, Carla took on a posture as if asking to be held and giggled.

“I’m really fortunate that my Master seems like a kind person. You didn’t beat me up or force me to do anything through commands. You’ve given me rewards and punishments.”

“It’s only natural when dealing with people.”

“How many people see slaves as human beings? There are so many nobles who treat even servants as tools. Slaves are… just disposable toys.”

Carla added with a self-mocking tone but soon gently curled up the corners of her mouth.

“Ah, you also said you needed my magic, right? That made me a bit happy… and you’re good-looking, which helps.”

“True. I am pretty handsome.”

As I nodded in agreement, Carla offered a small smile.

“That’s right. That’s why I want to look good in the eyes of my Master. I’d rather be petted than hit, and eat delicious food rather than starve.”

With that, she gently tickled my thigh with her outstretched hand.

“I will obey whatever you wish for, Master. If there’s something I don’t know, please teach me. I won’t forget it.”

“Carla…?”

“So… please find me attractive. Please treasure me.”

“……”

“I’ll leave it up to you, Master.”

Carla said with her tear-soaked red eyes.

Those weren’t the eyes I saw filled with fear and anxiety behind the bars at the auction house.

They still contained a bit of fear and anxiety, but also relief, anticipation, longing, and a trace of pleasure; her eyes glowed with complex emotions.

Was this what she was thinking?

To be honest, it wasn’t unpleasant. No, it was nice.

Having a woman like Carla crave my affection could only make me feel good.

Led by impulse, I grabbed both of Carla’s wrists with one hand, pulling them above her head to secure them tightly.

“Ah!”

“You wanted me to find you attractive, didn’t you?”

“Yes, yes…”

“Then feel it to the fullest. Don’t hold back or be shy. If it feels good, let out some moans. It’ll make it better for me too.”

“Understood.”

“Ah, one last thing. If you go away, make sure to report it properly.”

“Huh? Go away? Where am I going…?”

Before Carla could finish her puzzled sentence, I moved my hips.

Squeak.

“Ah…!”

The tight sensation inside her was somewhat painful.

We’d been at it for quite some time, yet instead of getting used to it, she continued to grip me tightly as if trying to push out the intruder.

Of course, that only made it better.

Squeak, squeak.

I increased the speed of my hips a little more.

I forcefully broke through the walls that were trying to hold me back and reached the end, striking the cervix.

“Aah! M-Master… Ahh! It’s too deep… Ah… too deep!”

Whether it was due to my command to be in heat or not, she seemed to be fully experiencing it for the first time.

I briefly admired Carla’s increasingly disheveled expression, then lowered my head.

Lick.

“Eek?!”

Carla jolted as I licked her cheek.

But nothing else happened.

Well, of course, her arms and legs were restrained.

The sight of Carla trembling yet desperately accepting me was something else.

She reminded me of a rabbit caught by a hunter, trying to appeal for its life in any way it could.

The situations were actually quite similar.

For that reason, I pressed my lips against Carla’s neck this time.

“Uh…”

The intoxicating scent of Carla’s body wafted. Her platinum blonde hair blurred in my line of sight. All the while, the rhythmic piston-like motion didn’t stop.

At this very moment, Carla was pinned beneath me.

As I became aware of this, the organ that had been fervently stirring within Carla became even more rigid.

Throb, throb.

“Ah?! Why? Why is it getting bigger… Ah!”

I suppressed the surprised Carla once more with my force and buried my face into her snow-white neck.

It was more than just a kiss. I tickled her with my tongue, sucked strongly enough to leave a kiss mark, and sometimes even lightly bit her.

“Ah… Don’t, don’t devour me… Ah! Please stop…”

Carla, already overwhelmed, begged in a moist voice, but…

“I don’t want to.”

“Ah! Ahh… Ahh…!”

Ignoring her, I continue to ravage her neck.

How many times did I repeat this torment to Carla?

She now lay pinned beneath me, helplessly emitting moans. Thinking that this was enough, I raised my head.

“Ahh… Master… Master… Ahh…”

Her neck was flushed on one side, and at the center, a thorn vine tattoo, which was a slave engraving, had been etched.

And now there were fresh bite marks.

The traces I left made me proud just looking at them, but they were still somewhat insufficient.

With my remaining free hand, I roughly grabbed Carla’s breast.

“Huh?!”

I savored the feeling of her distorting breast in my hand and thrust my hips even more vigorously.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

“Ah! Ahh! Ahhh…!”

Each time I hit her womb, Carla seemed to plead for me to stop as she vigorously shook her head from side to side.

Of course, I had no intention of stopping.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Was it because I had been continuously thrusting into Carla’s insides up to this point?

The sensation of an impending climax that had been teetering on the edge finally crossed the threshold.

Feeling a tingling sensation in my tailbone, I pushed my hips in deeply one last time.

Throb.

There was a sensation of solid contact between my glans and her cervix. While attached to her womb, I let out all the built-up semen.

Gush, gush–

“Ahhhhhhhh…!!”

And as if synchronized with me, Carla’s insides spasmed and convulsed.

“Ugh…”

There was a sensation as if she were squeezing out the last drop.

Only after completely emptying out all the semen could I slowly withdraw.

Shudder.

“Hoo…”

Taking a moment to catch my breath, I slowly raised my head.

Only then did the disheveled appearance of Carla come into my view.

“Ah… Ah…”

Still feeling the aftershocks of her climax, Carla squirmed with a confused expression.

Her flushed neck was dotted with several bite marks.

While her swollen nether region was gushing out a mix of virgin blood and semen.

After briefly appreciating the view, Carla, who had been taking deep breaths, cautiously opened her mouth.

“Um, Master? Was that climax what I felt at the end?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

As I casually nodded my head in affirmation, I drank the water that was on the table.

Carla slowly raised her hand and cleared her throat.

“Ahem. I just came once, Master.”

“……”

Really? She chose this timing to say that?

Throb!

Despite having just ejaculated, my lower half immediately perked up.

“This won’t do. Stay right there.”

“Huh? Wh-what?”

As I quickly approached her, Carla looked anxious, as if she had done something wrong.

Then I spoke as I laid the hesitantly rising Carla back down on the bed.

“We took too long for the first round, so that one doesn’t count. We’ll have to do it again.”

“Ah, Ahh…”

I grinned at Carla, who was now anxious in a somewhat different sense.

I wondered what the stamina of a level 18 magician would be like.

The night was still young.

We could find out from here on.