“… Master. …. You are more lively than usual …. today?”
It was the next day. After Gustav went back, I switched to the plan of planting my “eyes” a further distance away around the mining village.
After having a round with Astarte, I had her (this girl can fly. I only found that out recently) go outside to plant “eyes” near the highway. The imp also went with her to carry her things.
In Dahlia’s hands, my penis rose up an angle from horizontal.
I fell silent and Dahlia began licking off the semen that was left on my penis. It might have been a golem’s nature to serve their master as their raison d’etrê, or it might have been her own personality, but Dahlia seemed to like servicing me.
The only thing is, I was feeling I wanted to ravish her more directly.
When Astarte wanted my body she would come along to sleep with me, that’s just about it. There were almost no occasions where I slept with just Dahlia alone.
“Yes, Master …”
I laid my hands on her nether regions roughly. Dahlia’s vagina was already drenched in moisture.
Even though Dahlia never spoke out on her own, she could properly answer when I asked.
Poking at that, teasing her lightly, and enjoying her reactions, was fun.
Using my index and ring fingers, I thrust into Dahlia’s lips down there, and gently parted them. I toyed with it, flapping them open and closed, and she began to move her hips miserably.
I moved my middle finger and lightly inserted it into Dahlia. It made a squelching sound and the preparation for insertion begins.
I pulled my hand back and rolled her skirt up.
I haven’t even touched it and yet it’s already twitching like it was breathing.
As a golem, Dahlia didn’t have much in the way of facial expressions, but as she turned her head back, her face was flushed and her eyes were bleary.
She rooted her eyes on my penis that was bending backwards as if thrusting at the sky and moaned a little.
I waited for Dahlia to speak, pretending not to understand. I never knew I had this kind of hobbies.
Her face went red in shame. As her face was scant on expression, only her eyes were wet, as if she was about to burst into tears.
I gently pushed my hips forward and inserted just the tip of my penis into Dahlia’s vagina.
Dahlia silently and slowly pushed her buttocks back, guiding my penis as far into her vagina as she could.
Dahlia let out a small forlorn voice and repeatedly tried to push out her buttocks.
Stimulated by her begging, I moved my whole body one step forward and thrusted into her myself.
“Ah … ah … aah … ah .. ah … aaaaaaaaah … ah … aah”
Raise your voice louder. Scream like the time I made you quit being human.
“Ah? M, Master … over there is … ”
She had almost no experience in it, she reacted violently.
“The village head, once … it hurt, it was scary … it was … not good for him either, village head never tried it again, ever since …”
Dahlia is my servant. Therefore, I never needed to ask her to begin with.
Her vagina clamped down hard.
After smearing genital secretions for some time, I inserted my thumb into her anus, matching rhythms with my penis pistoning into her vagina.
In reaction, her vagina also showed a sensitive reaction.
“I’m coming. I’ll let out a lot in Dahlia’s vagina!”
Enduring my nearing limits, I thrusted my penis again and again, and finally spurted my backed-up semen all at once.
*spurt* *spurt* I pumped it all to the last drop.
“… It’s warm. Master’s cum …”
Running out of strength, Dahlia finally let her hand off the desk and slumped on the floor.
She was lightly sweating from her entire body, and her eyes were slightly bleary as she looked up at me. It goes without saying that she was stimulating.
As I declared, despite having just ejaculated into Dahlia’s vagina, my penis was still standing hard.
“… yes, Master …. Please, use Dahlia …”
To respond to that expectation, I gave her the order she wanted.
“Show me your buttocks and open the hole on your own”
“Master Elliott, there’s smoke from the fisherman’s hut. Judging from the scale, at least ten people are using the fire”
There’s a possibility that they were simple itinerant merchants, but judging from the scale there’s a high chance that they’re a small mercenary band or adventurers.
… Gramps Gustav’s information really came at the pertinent time.
“We haven’t been able to plant an ‘eye’ near that hut, have we …”
«TN: I set the imp as an ‘it’ due to the lack of mention of either Elliott or Astarte banging it»
“If they have a few archers, then yes, it’ll get killed. Although if it didn’t get caught then we could get ourselves some information …”
Which reminds me, something Gustav said bothered me.
To my question, Astarte thought for a little while and answered.
The first one are the liars. There are not that many mages who come from the academy to begin with, so honestly, you need a certain amount of talent before you can enter at such a young age.
The second one are the truly talented. A person who goes to the academy had to leave it because of some problem. Most of the mages employed by the military are this kind.
… only, if they’re still young, then they shouldn’t have studied in the academy long. From how she entered a dubious adventurer party like this one, I think she’d probably be the former …”
If I don’t gather information I would be too afraid and couldn’t act accordingly.
“Astarte, Dahlia. Let’s move our base to the room inside the mines. The adventurers would probably arrive here tomorrow morning at the earliest, so we’ll do something tonight”
Moreover, I had gathered all the tunnel maps and made expansions of my own. I won’t be so easily reached.
I had to hide the valuables and move to the base inside the mines.
Right then, the imp came back.
…. The shocker was that it was half-burnt with tears in its eyes.