For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used.

Chapter 17: Dungeon Nightlife (4)

“Please, give me your love, Master! Let me be the one to make you feel good, so much so that I can carry your child!”

“Well done.”

With a brief compliment, he pulled Carla’s leg that was draped over his shoulder closer to him.

Then, he started to move more vigorously.

Smack! Smack!

“Ahh! Oh! Umph!”

Perhaps it was the change in position, but he felt like he was reaching much deeper than before.

As if knocking on a castle gate with a battering ram, Carla writhed her head around each time she was touched.

“Ohh! I don’t… Ah! I don’t know about this kind of thing… Ahh!”

Her platinum hair was disheveled, and her features were unsteadily loosening up.

Her chest jiggled in response to his movements, making a sound as they collided.

The reaction from Carla was something he didn’t see yesterday.

Was it because the pain from the tearing was absent? Or had she gotten used to it?

Either way, it didn’t matter. The important thing was that Carla was passionate right now.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

How many times had he moved like this?

Carla’s behind couldn’t endure the intense movements and had turned red a long time ago.

Similarly, the lower part of his belly that kept colliding with Carla’s behind was also starting to feel it.

He was already halfway there due to the earlier act, so his limit was approaching.

In a final spurt, he intensified his motions.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“Ahh! Ooh! Hah!”

With no more words to spare, Carla only let out breathless moans, and suddenly, she tightened around him.

“I’m… I’m there! I’m there, Master… Aaahhh!”

As the electric sensation surged through her, Carla’s body tightened strongly.

Evidently, she reached her climax first, just as I had instructed her to report her condition yesterday.

“Ah…”

It was a climax right when I was touching the perfect spot.

Her constriction, which was almost painfully tight, seemed to be persistently stimulating all the right places, as if asking me to let go.

“I’m letting go…!”

Swoosh, swoosh.

Finally, surrendering to the sensations, I released.

“Ah… Uh…”

Carla, who was hit by the sensation, almost screamed as her entire body convulsed.

After enjoying the afterglow for a moment, I slowly withdrew.

Squelch… Plop!

It seemed like I released quite a bit. The flow came out along with a sound that resembled a drain being opened.

The flushed inner flesh, the expanded passage, and the abundant release flowing out of it.

I was idly watching the flow go past Carla’s behind and down her thigh when,

“Aah!”

Carla wobbled, seemingly losing strength in her legs.

Given her unstable position, she would definitely fall. Quickly, I reached out to hold onto her waist.

Squeeze.

Perhaps because her waist was so slender, my arms enveloped it completely, even pressing against her tummy.

“Hm?! No… Master! Let go… Please, let go!”

“What? If I let go now, you’ll fall.”

“It’s okay if I fall! Just let go of me now, please!”

At Carla’s earnest request, I grinned and took a step back.

I was about to lower the leg that was slung over my shoulder, wondering what issue she could possibly have this time, when…

“Aah…”

…a faint yet mournful voice came from Carla’s lips.

I tilted my head, wondering why she was acting like this.

Trickle.

“Ah.”

It was then that I realized what the faint trickle of liquid coming from below was.

Carla, who had one leg lifted and was exposing herself, was urinating.

“Please… Master, please don’t look…”

Carla pleaded, her face covered with her hands. But how could I not look at a spectacle like this?

Trickle.

Even now, a clear stream of liquid from Carla continued to make a small puddle on the floor.

A shower over scorched earth? Maybe that wasn’t quite the right description.

In any case, Carla had consumed a lot of potions, so that was probably why she urinated for quite a while. But all things come to an end.

The stream of liquid gradually weakened and eventually stopped altogether.

Carla was still covering her face and didn’t say anything. Her ears, visible beside her hand, were flaming red, as if they had been burned.

She seemed as if she were dying of embarrassment.

I gently put down the leg of the mute Carla and cautiously spoke,

“Carla?”

“……”

“Shall we use Clean first?”

“…Yes.”

Finally, Carla lowered her hand slowly. Her expression looked like her world had crumbled, and then she muttered the spell,

“Clean.”

In an instant, Carla’s exposed area became clean, the puddle disappeared without a trace, and even I, who was nearby, was cleaned as well.

However, could magic not erase the deep sense of shame etched in her heart?

Carla lowered her head, her expression filled with despair.

I decided to pat her drooping shoulders and offer some encouraging words.

“Hey, it’s okay. These things happen. At least it didn’t come out from the other end.”

“…The other end?”

“Yeah, you didn’t vomit, did you?”

“……”

At my words, Carla lifted her head and looked at me.

Her eyes were lifeless and devoid of focus.

In an atmosphere tinged with an eerie gloom, Carla spoke in a depressed tone.

“Master, you are… you’re a wonderful person, but perhaps comfort isn’t your strong suit…”

Ah, maybe that was pushing it.

After looking at Carla, who still seemed depressed, I lifted her chin without saying a word.

“…Master?”

Carla looked up at me, guided by my hand, blinking her eyes questioningly.

Her eyes were dark rubies, void of any light.

Then, I slowly lowered my head toward her.

Smooch.

“Huh?”

There wasn’t any tongue involved. It was just a brief meeting of our lips.

But it wasn’t over there.

Smooch. Smooch.

Starting with her lips, then her cheeks, the bridge of her nose, her jaw, her forehead, the corners of her eyes, and back to her lips again.

It didn’t matter whether it was a soft spot, a squishy one, or slightly hard.

I liberally showered Carla’s entire face with kisses.

It was like the playful pecks of a bird, not particularly passionate but full of affection nonetheless.

Though our relationship was somewhat twisted, Carla needed me and craved my love.

I had hesitated until now, not knowing the reason, but now I knew well enough.

There was no need to hesitate any longer.

Smooch. Smooch. Smooch.

Reality in this world had always surpassed my imagination in negative ways.

I had plenty of gold but no power to protect it, and there was no one to take the side of the commoners when they were treated unjustly.

That was why I concealed my identity at the auction house.

But even someone like me had someone who couldn’t do without me.

The reason was rather miserable, but she was the first person in this world who couldn’t betray me—someone I could trust.

So I decided to show her my affection. To nurture a bond.

It was too selfish to call it love, but perhaps it was enough for Carla.

Then, light started to fill Carla’s dark pupils.

Not long after, her crimson eyes regained their original gem-like sparkle.

As if she had received an unexpected gift, Carla started hopping excitedly on the spot.

“Ma-Master! Master, Master!”

“…Why?”

Feeling a bit embarrassed, I responded gruffly. But Carla, seemingly unfazed, smiled cheerfully.

“Do it again, please!”

“No.”

“What? Why~ Do it just one more time, please~ okay?”

Carla swayed her chest and hips playfully. However, the more she asked, the less I wanted to comply.

I shook my head firmly again.

“I said no.”

“Uu… Do you want to touch my chest?”

She took my hand and led it to her chest.

Squeeze.

Her soft flesh filled my hand, and I almost nodded absentmindedly, but my senseless pride made me shake my head.

“I won’t do it.”

“Uh… Should I kiss you again? I’m confident I’ll do better this time!”

“I’m still not going to do it.”

“Aha. So, you prefer it down there, huh? Alright. Feel free to do as you like with my private parts. It’s all yours, okay?”

Carla moved my hand from her chest to between her legs.

The touch was even softer than any other part.

There, Carla didn’t stop. She began to sway her hips back and forth subtly.

Rub, rub.

Essentially, she was grinding herself against my hand and arm.

But unlike usual, there was no shame or hesitation in Carla’s expression.

Only a face full of anticipation.

This was… quite unexpected?

She was sold into slavery after her family was ruined, was half-forced into being violated on the first day, then kissed my member for protection in a dungeon, and then was violated even while urinating.

And she was happy about my single expression of affection?

It felt a bit pitiful, as if I were looking at a wife who was pleased by any small kindness after consistent mistreatment.

Upon seeing my gaze, Carla put on a somewhat mysterious expression.

She let go of my arm, took some distance, and then timidly extended her rounded belly.

“Th-then, do you want to press on my belly? It’s okay even if I pee…?”

“……”

After a moment’s hesitation, I nodded.

“Let’s do it all.”

“Huh?”

“But it’s prepayment.”

Upon adding that, Carla cutely leaned back, then immediately leaned in towards me with her face.

Shining platinum hair, small facial features, and the small lips that she overtly extended towards me.

A shadow quietly spread over them.

Smooch.