Chapter 127 – 127. Regarding the Noble Ceremony, the Oath of the Seed- The Master Wants to Give the Fertility of the Womb to the Slave! Oh Yes
Sylvia snorted at her and she jumped down on the floor.
She tried to get herself into her full stance before beginning her explanation.
First of all, it was a deceitful act to maximize shame and humiliation by bowing down to the slave after being arrogant.
‘It’s cute.’
As a loyal slave to Sylvia, I quietly watched and waited.
Sylvia is undeniably aristocratic, even though she has given in far more than others, almost routinely, and played the role of a masochist female toy for slaves.
As she crossed her legs and raised her head arrogantly, she looked like an arrogant aristocratic woman.
“Five.”
“Hmm!”
Sitting comfortably on the sofa and admiring the cheeky pose, I was amazed.
Sylvia, who showed a satisfied smile at my reaction, finally began her explanation of what the swearing oath was.
“There is something you need to know first. Girls menstruate every month.”
“I know that.”
Stop.
“… You know? If my slave isn’t even a girl, how do you know when she’s menstruating?”
“Why are you looking at me like that? Simple things related to reproduction are something everyone learns while studying when they are young.”
“Hmm… So? If that’s where Yusei was… Again, I thought I had listened to what another filthy girl was talking about.”
“Haha.”
If I just skipped over it, it would have been a big deal.
All of the aristocratic girls with a rigid concept of chastity were unicorns, so Sylvia was also concerned about whether I had ever been involved with another woman in the past.
‘There’s nothing like that.’
“Chi. Then should we omit talking about menstruation?”
Sylvia seemed like she didn’t want to talk about it.
“It’s okay to listen to it again, so you don’t have to skip it if you want to talk.”
“Really?”
With a bashful smile, she taught me about menstruation.
The content was no different from that of earthlings, so I was also able to reap a sense of security.
“───That’s why ordinary girls go through menstruation every month, but witches are different. As nobles, when we have our first menstrual period, we use special magic measures to ensure that the womb will never be released.”
“Magic action… ?”
When I heard that he had done something like human body modification as if it were natural, I was taken aback and said to myself.
Sylvia didn’t care much and continued her words.
“This is a great magic that has a permanent effect. Only witches with mana in their bodies can use it. Call it [Pregnancy permission setting magic].”
I heard another confusing name.
It’s not something I’ve experienced once or twice, but I don’t develop resistance.
When I involuntarily opened my mouth, Sylvia giggled, wondering if I was amused by my surprise at the story she was talking about.
“Whoops! The reason I haven’t even fertilized it no matter how many times I’ve received vaginal cumshots from you is because of this fertility setting magic.”
She hadn’t guessed at all that what she had been thinking about as magic contraception could be on this scale.
Sylvia pulls her shirt up over her navel, exposing her skin.
She babbled triumphantly for a long time, pointing her wand at her lower belly, where her womb tattoo was drawn.
“────That way, with the fertility setting magic that each of the noble women cast on themselves, here, they can manage not to release eggs from their ovaries. Are you listening?”
“Uh, uh. Of course you are listening then.”
With the word ovary, she was pointing to the end of the pattern I had drawn myself.
He is poking the right side of the Y-shaped red heart.
Perhaps this is where the ovaries are located.
Unknowingly, I was pierced there, and when I took my eyes off her, Sylvia was licking her lips strangely, her eyes wide open.
In an instant, as if she had never had a face like Pervert’s, she quickly adjusted her expression and said.
“Anyway, no matter how much aristocratic girls have come of age ceremonies, they are clumsy to have children right away, so they can only transfer control of their pregnancy right setting magic to slaves only after receiving recognition from their mothers who have real pregnancy experiences. The ceremony of handing over is called the swearing-in oath.”
Why did he make it an oath of seed-bearing? .
Can’t we just call it normal? The question came to mind, but it was meaningless.
The thoughts of the perverted Majo aristocrats were obvious.
It’s obvious that it’s simply because it sucks.
I just opened my mouth for no reason, and I asked a question that I didn’t have a lot of questions about.
“But that’s great magic, so how do you use such great magic when you’re young?”
“Of course, since I was young, I get help from my mother.”
“Oh yeah… A helper. Is it obvious… “
Not finding anything else to say, I buried myself deep in the sofa.
The heat on his face seemed to have gone down a little.
‘It was as I expected, but it’s really embarrassing…’
It’s certainly disgusting to see a cute and sexy master excitedly explain such a vulgar ritual, but it was very embarrassing when he actually started to hear about it.
As a slave, no, as a man, there is a need to continue to be diligent.
To avoid being overwhelmed like this every time.
In actual practice, it is said that it is rubbed off, but wouldn’t Master Majo be more happy if he won with both mind and body?
“What’s the matter… ? Are you having a headache?”
As I lost my thoughts, Sylvia asked anxiously.
Before I knew it, I pulled down her shirt to cover the tattoo on her womb.
The little face comes closer and touches her forehead.
“Yes… No fever… ?”
The temperature of the sunken face rises again after receiving a surprise and lovely attack.
Sylvia, who removed her forehead in puzzlement, smiled brightly when she noticed my situation.
Her half-moon-shaped eyes and the corners of her lips curled up like a crescent moon were perfect for a slut.
“Huh~ My slave, did you feel dirty?”
“… What the.”
For a slut, her cuteness is too strong for her beauty, so when this happens, instead of getting dizzy, she just laughs.
Before I knew it, her excitement that had just touched her forehead with her pure face was blown away, and instead another heart welled up.
The desire to be sadistically tormented.
I thought that inducing people’s minds to want to torment them so simply is also a talent.
Chin!
“Uh?”
Grab your narrow shoulders and press them to straighten your gaze.
Look up at your slave like a master.
“Why, why… ?”
Sylvia blushed and her voice trembled.
The composition of the slave sitting on her knees on the floor of her room with herself pressed down by force.
It was a situation where Sylvia couldn’t help but reveal her expectations.
“Sylvia, do you want to swear an oath?”
Nod nod!!
Upon receiving her question, she immediately shook her head.
It was an incredibly intense desire.
“Why do you want to do it? Anyway, you put a spell on your soul and you can’t get pregnant without me. Just give yourself the right to get pregnant… ? Can’t you manage that?”
It was me who was openly mischievous.
Sylvia opened her eyes wide and opened her mouth cutely.
It was as if I was really shocked that I would not accept the oath.
“Yeah, that’s it! Originally, nobles were traditionally supposed to conceive only through vaginal ejaculation by commanding the slave who had received control of the womb to conceive… ! You really won’t accept it!?”
“… I was just asking Why are you so surprised?”
I couldn’t tease him any more, so I had to pet him on the head and reassure him.
“Ha ha… ♡ Haha… ♡ Chii… How can I not be surprised? If you become a noble and don’t even take the oath of succession… Ugh. Normally, all slaves would inseminate it with a whisper to get pregnant, but I get chills just imagining that I can’t.”
“Sorry. I couldn’t be more careful.”
“Ugh, no. Still, Yusei must know that this oath is a really important ceremony, right? It is a noble oath that the master announces that the womb belongs only to the slave.”
Speaking of her, Sylvia was actually shaking her body.
Is it a noble oath?
I was just trying to harass you a little, but I had to suffer from the guilt of making it scary unintentionally.
She quickly lifted her trembling body and placed it on her lap.
She sat across from him in an odd position, rubbing her body and kissing her tongue naturally.
Her body quickly warmed up and her tremors subsided.
Phew.
“Tseu-eup… Puha… ♡”
Dropping her lips, Sylvia flicked her tongue as if biting her lip and licked her saliva.
She put her hand around my neck and opened her mouth again with her waist bent coquettishly.
“Yum… Then can I tell you about the swearing-in procedure now?”
“However much.”
“Hey, Yusei, you’ve already taken things over from me, haven’t you?”
“Um, was it? Whether it was the transfer of all rights before sexual torture, self-hypnosis in the city of witches, or domestication of furnishings… Big hum. There were so many things——”
I suddenly had the impression that I had done a lot of crazy things.
Out of respect for my master, who likes things like this, I never verbally expressed such sentiments.
Sylvia raised her voice as if she was excited by the flashbacks of her old lustful memories.
“Hey, it’s the same this time!! Because you’re giving away control of the womb, that is, the fertility setting magic! Even if the little things are different, it is necessary to create a servile atmosphere while being looked down upon by slaves with an aristocratic appearance!!”
“That, yes. That would be nice.”
