The Master and Slave World 141

Chapter 141 – 141. Graduation as Time Flew By! The Two Who Left the Academy Are Trying to Make a Living.

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Time is like flowing water. Waking up in the morning, I take my master, Sylvia, to her bathroom, attend her bath, and have sex with her naked. After that, while waiting for clothes, he did not skip the pervert clitoral climax test. Because that’s my job as a slave.

After getting ready to go to school, we leave the room together. When I started working, I thought it was something strange to be called a slave, but now I do it naturally. Most of the time, when serving, she carries Sylvia in her arms, but perhaps thanks to the accumulated magical energy in her body, the 40-year-old Sylvia feels nothing more than her handbag. She’s comfortable to lift, so it’s a good weight.

Even after attending her academy, she does not separate from her master. It’s a good idea to make good use of even break time and do dirty things. That’s how I worked hard for the pervert master who wanted to treat me like a toy whenever I had a chance. As a busy slave, there is no time for idleness.

The curious fact was that Sylvia, who often did such lewd things, did not interfere with her studies at all. In addition, thanks to her humiliating sexual behavior, which is the foundation of her improvement, Sylvia has never been pushed back by other witch students in both her literary and professional affairs. As a result, Sylvia succeeded in breaking out of her fragile image, always overpowering her other witches.

All of her was Sylvia’s own achievement, built up over time. A heartwarming story that the perception among men, who are slaves of other witches, that even with a pitiful appearance like Sylvia, she can be a strong person unlike her appearance has greatly improved. It was quite a pleasure for me too. Even though it was confined to St. Georgia Magic Academy, there was no longer a shadow in Sylvia’s mind because of her external trauma that she herself had.

As the days passed, Sylvia became less intimidated by other people’s gazes, and she enjoyed showing off her flirting with me. She is a strong and excellent aristocrat, and wearing her dog collar has become a daily routine.

Sylvia of her mealtimes had hand-cooked dishes she always made for me as her host when she had nothing to do. It was unimaginable on Earth, but I accepted and ate the food Sylvia recommended to eat through her kiss. The taste of the food served on the sticking out tongue was exceptional.

Little by little, I too wanted to feed Sylvia her delicious food, so I honed her cooking skills. She was a pure person who was always happy to receive anything from me, so I rather put her effort into it. The effort paid off, and my cooking skills improved quite a bit, and I was able to make her Sylvia smile happily.

The rewarding and enjoyable days continued. Sometimes, when I was separated from Sylvia, I stopped by the library to borrow a book. Even if life became happy, reading creative works was still very enjoyable. The reason why I borrowed it from the library and went to my room was because Sylvia, the patriarchal kind of person, was wary of my outside activities.

With a lot of her possessiveness and worries, she was reluctant to be in the public eye where I wasn’t confident. So I spent most of my free time in my room. I didn’t feel alone or lonely. When Sylvia was away, it was the time when Darkbringer was active.

Dark Bringer would quietly read a book in the room with me on the subject of a sword, and chat about trivial things in between. If the contents of the book were not good, I had a quiet and comfortable time listening to the old stories he told me instead. At one point, he asked me, ‘Why don’t you try writing it yourself?

However, I felt that I was not as good as keeping a diary, so I started writing down the stories I had with Sylvia in a journal. The handwriting in this world was gradually corrected into a more attractive font, and the scribbled stories and journals were somehow shy and immediately hidden. It was the best space to hide the embarrassment in the sub-space of the individual who lived with pocket money, which had little to do with anything to use.

Every evening was Sylvia’s favorite time for submissive sex. In this slightly strange but warm world, aristocrats submitting to their slaves is a daily and part of life. Sylvia didn’t hesitate to bow down or lower herself by kissing her instep or cock. She was a lovable pervert who, at every turn, seduced herself into committing an active act of lewdness.

To me, no matter how much I saw and touched Sylvia, she was not a master I could get tired of. When the slightly young face overlaps with mine, it matures perfectly. Mysterious silver hair and red eyes made it difficult for me to maintain reason whenever I was wet with her tears. But above all, our feelings for each other never dried up because we liked and cared for each other so much.

…Married men on Earth used to say that marriage is a grave, but it bothered me a little that Sylvia and I didn’t even show the same sign. She was so natural for Sylvia that she hadn’t even thought about it. I can only guess that the fact that they are connected to each other through contract magic probably had a good effect.

Anyway, even when a very trivial argument occurred, we used it as an excuse to solve it as if we were washing it through a routine of a night full of concepts. Sylvia almost always cried and begged for forgiveness, and I treated her harshly, telling her to reflect more. This was also a unique pleasure.

So, I sometimes wondered if she was deliberately designing to have submissive sex to ask for forgiveness. But even if that’s right, it’s cute, so there’s no problem. When I tried to dominate and subdue the person I felt like I was good at, Sylvia always showed an aristocratic climax of defeat and submission. When the faithful night service was over, Silvia’s melted eyes were always full of satisfaction.

We end the day with a polite cleaning blower and a quick shower, and we fall asleep in each other’s arms. And a new day begins again. We spent every day like that, and there was no day when we didn’t enjoy each day. Even on happy days, doing lewd things as if lovers were holding hands, small changes came.

It was when I had reached my third year in this world. The time to attend the student council, which had been exceptionally apart, eventually became attached as Sylvia became the student president. After that, she always stuck with her. It was to the extent that viewers got tired of it. Although me and Sylvia were very nice.

Four years passed like that, and Sylvia graduated from St. Georgia Magic Academy at the top of her class. And on that graduation day, in front of all her cadets, I presented Sylvia with her clip ring. She was a special product with magic that made her obey the one who inserted it absolutely.

The cadets who were watching were enthusiastic. An event that happened on a special day. Among the shameless slaves at the time, my sudden action came as a pleasant shock. Although it was put on the clitoris, I couldn’t do it on the spot like putting a ring in public, so I ended up giving it as a gift, but the witches of the academy talked about the day’s work for a long time.

Wearing was attempted immediately after escaping the gaze of others. I lifted up my skirt myself, reached over to my master who spread his legs, untied the laces of his panties, and exposed my pussy. The clitoris located at the top of the pussy, which is closed with a single figure. I carefully pressed my fingers to peel off the foreskin and applied the cleaning ring while listening to a cute moaning sound. Sylvia held her cunt forward with her anticipation in her eyes, and she didn’t move.

After clearing wrapped around the clitoris, which was already sharp and erect from excitement. As I applied magic power, the ring inserted into the clitoris tightened. Sylvia trembled and climaxed at the sensation of the clitoris tightening.

As an aside, even though the magic of absolute obedience is contained in the cleansing, it is not a magic that can be easily applied to anyone. It was created based on a curse, but it is a type of continuous-effect magic that uses the method of a curse. It is even a powerful, long-lasting magic. If you can use the opponent as you wish by wearing it, it is dangerous if abused.

But it doesn’t matter if you are relieved, the curse of absolute obedience is for those who are close to each other. The gift must be presented sincerely by the giver, and the wearer must be truly moved and accepted, but there is a restriction that the effect is activated.

Salvia and I already have a deep relationship to the point where we consider each other to be our everything. That’s why the restrictions of sincerity were not an obstacle. The curse was easily invoked and settled, and that’s how my master, Sylvia, became my slave, a slave, very easily.

The contract magic was valid, and Sylvia was still my master and my slave at the same time. Sylvia smiled bashfully as she was happy with the relationship that I thought was somehow strange in my head. Lastly, we had a sad farewell to the magic academy.

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Sylvia and I, who had left St. Georgia Magic Academy, arrived at the home of Sylvia’s family, Armani. At first, I rode a golem horse through a wooded lake, and soon saw a landscape full of vast fields of wheat extending to the horizon. It was a place where a ghastly-looking scarecrow was prowling around holding something like a death sickle.

“Wow Mr.”

“Yes? What’s the matter?”

“Sylvia, what the hell is that thing walking around with that scythe?”

“What? Why is the scarecrow in our house?”

“… Scarecrow?”

“Do not know? I am the guardian of the field. Even though the production cost is lower than that of a horse, it is definitely an expensive golem.”

“Ah… Like that. I thought it was a monster again.”

“Puhh! Monsters usually look nasty, they’re not like that.”

Sylvia’s nasty standards meant that she was born and ate to make a man’s cock churn.

After that, I went a little further and landed on top of a hill. What Sylvia and I faced was a huge mansion. Sylvia moved her steps, she said.

“From here to there, everything is the land of the original family. Only my mother and Mr. Noe live here. I also lived together before entering the magic academy!”

“Yes… ? Any other people?”

“Her sister or her relatives are some distance away. You can go for a walk outside and live with other people listening to your conversation, can’t you?”

“Ah… Yes.”

It was a very perverted reason.

“Today, we will greet each other and be assigned a living area. What do you think of Yusei? We will have a house here, is it okay?”

“Me? I like everything Sylvia lives only on your virtues, so how can you dare to be dissatisfied?”

“Ugh, I wish my slave asked for more, but it’s like this every time.”

Sylvia and I stood at the door of the mansion. Sylvia cast a spell in front of the door, and the door opened immediately. Since I was visiting for the first time, they said I registered as a temporary guest, but I thought I would. The inside of the mansion was a place where not a single servant could be seen.

“Mother in law… Where is Miss Cliana?”

“Yeah. It’s dinnertime soon.”