Foreigner’s Mistake

Book 8: Chapter 182: Steady Advance ~ 35

Satoru and the others left the fountain just as the sun was setting.

On the way back and while they were eating dinner back in their room, there was a slightly delicate atmosphere because Satoru, the Lord of the magical slaves, kept thinking with a difficult face.

The situation was explained to Rico and Solor, who were away during the meal. Solor's expression remained motionless, but Rico's expression was that of indescribable.

Errr, ...... Isolde-san, is that all right with you?

There is nothing wrong with that. It is natural for the loser to leave everything to the winner. And isn't it also natural to tie me up to use me, who might go out of control?

When she said that, Rico could not return anything. Losing is an excuse for Isolde. Isolde would be fine with that, but what Satoru would think that was what she was worried about.

Okay, you can put the dishes away.

"I'm coming," Rico exclaimed as she tried to continue.

Without a word, Isolde took off her clothes and stripped completely naked. The sudden action made everyone except the emotionless Solor roll their eyes. Isolde's attitude was so open and frank, without any modesty. Rico and the others were beyond impressed and were taken aback.

Isolde turned back to Satoru with a snort and thrust out her thin chest. For a loser challenging the ritual to offer everything to the winner, her attitude is somewhat impudent. It was too imposing and lacking in sex appeal.

Satoru, who had received the leather strap from Leia, glared at Isolde before he began tying her up.

Let me tell you something first. Don't question every single thing I do, and don't tell me what to do.

Understood.

Her reply was clear and cheerful. There was not the slightest hint of sex in her reply. She seems a little excited, but it is more like she is about to challenge Satoru to a game than sexual excitement.

Satoru looked at Isolde's limbs again as if licking them, while checking the strength of the leather strap by pulling it lightly several times.

A different vector of beauty, with lean muscles on a slender body. Her white skin is not as translucent as Satoru's, but a slightly duller shade. The fullness of her breasts is also thin, but the areola is larger and the nipples are sunken.

Her body is just on the edge of being feminine but not bony. Upon closer inspection, there are fine scars on her skin. The scars are probably the result of years of training and physical pain. Her pubic hair is thick and short. It must have been shortened by rubbing against her body during her vigorous physical activities, but there is no sign that it has been groomed.

Now, what to do  Satoru had come to a conclusion.

Should I tie only your arms?

I think it would be safer to tie my legs so they don't move either.

Isolde didn't seem to have any embarrassment. Satoru was again reluctant to answer in such a nonchalant manner. This is going to be hard to educate.

Do you have any sense that you don't like it?

No, I don't. I just don't want to be disrespectful when I'm offering my body to Milord. Now, tie me up as you like, and use me

The man's side also honestly withers when a completely naked woman takes such a casual attitude toward him. In fact, Satoru's penis reacted only a little to the alluring female body in front of him.

...... I'm not asking you to be modest, but you should consider my feelings a little more. That kind of talk makes me feel discouraging.

Isolde gave a small whimper at the sound of Satoru's voice, which was filled with anger and dismay. It seems that the sense of fear she felt when she was completely defeated by Satoru is hard to shake off.

M-My apologies. I am afraid I do not understand the subtleties and manners around that.

She doesn't have the knowledge to begin with, so it can't be helped. Satoru thought she might have learned a little from her previous peeking, but it seems that's not the case.

You are in a position to be used by me. Don't forget that.

Understood.

Satoru sighs and wonders if she really understands.

The first step is to make her aware of herself as a woman. He's prepared for a long battle.

As Isolde was being tied up, Satoru kept hearing things like, "That's too loose,""Wouldn't it be better if I opened my crotch?" or "You should use your Toughness art on the leather straps. If you do that, I won't be able to tear them off".

Maybe I should get some special iron fetters for her.

Leia was so amazed.

Once she gets used to it, she won't need those things.

But Satoru doesn't know how it would work. He's in a dwarven town, so that's one way to go. However, it is unavoidable to feel perverted as if you are pulling up a sinner.

As a result, he had her spread her legs in an M-shape, tied her knees so that she could not close her legs, and then tied both wrists and ankles together.

This was the first time Satoru had tied someone, but he was strangely calm and his penis did not react, probably due to Isolde's lack of sex appeal. Even with a slight touch, Isolde showed no reaction. If he had activated his Lust, this might have changed things a little, but his instinct not to hurt Isolde's order forced him to remain calm.

So much for that.

Phew, Satoru wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was wondering what to do with her hands, so he ended up tying her ankles and wrists, which is very erotic. If he had been in full-fledged bondage, he would have been able to squeeze out her breasts, but unfortunately, Satoru had no knowledge of bondage.

Even with her secret parts exposed, Isolde remained resolute. She did not care if she was seen.

Isolde's secret place has thicker pubic hair than that of other magical slaves. It grew in a short, but still tight, fashion, covering the perimeter of the labia. The labia minora, which protruded slightly, were stained light brown and tightly closed as if to show her contemplation. It was a secret place that had never been touched. The thought of defiling it finally made Satoru feel excited.

The first step is to make Isolde aware of herself as a woman. Satoru instructed Leia to prepare a slightly longer scrap of cloth. In case you are wondering, even Rico, Liz, and Minerva, who is usually asleep, are awake today to watch this junior magical slave's first entry into the group.

Satoru snort and leans on Isolde, who is M-bound on the bed.

! Wh, what are you

I told you to shut up.

Of course, Satoru would never do such an outrageous thing as inserting himself into her without any foreplay. What he did with a long piece of cloth was to blindfold her. After covering her eyes with a cloth, Satoru lightly pushed Isolde away. Isolde rolls over on the bed with a fall. There is no resistance.

And time passes.

Hah......ku......

A creak and a squeak of leather straps sounded.

The woman was completely naked, with her arms and legs bound in an M-shape spread legs, for about half an hour (20 minutes).

......Haaah, haaah, haah, mnhh

Satoru does not touch Isolde at all. On the contrary, he does not even speak. The same goes for the other magical slaves.

Isolde has been told not to question what Satoru do, so she just lays there in silence, but she keeps wondering why he doesn't touch her.

Even though she was blindfolded, Isolde's senses, sharpened to the limit as a swordsman, knew that she was being watched by more than one person.

The waves of Satoru's soul, in particular, are unusually large. Even if Satoru did not touch her directly, the waves would occasionally reach out and touch her like a tentacle, causing her to feel a strange burning sensation in the touched area.

She had no resistance to being seen naked in the first place. However, being tied up like this, unable to hide her nakedness, and having her private parts exposed, she felt miserable, and she was horrified to realize that she was the loser.

The fire that Satoru's waves give her slowly disrupts her mind. She is immersed in a pleasant sensation of debauchery as if her body and mind are slowly falling away.

What is it, this softness that I have felt somewhere in the distant past?

Isolde

Hyaah! Hyahh, hyaaihhh!

Isolde panicked when she was unexpectedly called out. Her face turned red as she recalled that she had been seen approaching. Isolde felt her whole body was on fire and she was sweating, so she twisted around. Of course, since her crotch is split open and her hands and feet are bound, she can hardly move.

...... Oh, uh, something.

Embrace my magic power.

Isolde was horrified when she was told. She remembered what had happened today at the fountain, where she had taken a little excursion. That moment when her womb trembled, tingled and became euphoric.

What's your reply?

Haah.......U-understood

The feeling Isolde had at that moment remains vividly in her memory. Not only that, but also that she was told she was cute.

The bed creaked. Satoru must have sat down on the bed on which Isolde had been rolled. Isolde reacted with a jerk. Instantly, the wave Satoru released increased its momentum. Reflexively playing with it, she turns her consciousness in the direction of acceptance.

Nn...... kuhh

Without any resistance, the magic power released by Satoru gently envelops Isolde.

Isolde realized that the heat inside her body had increased. Just like that time, her womb begins to tingle. But there is no discomfort. Today is the first time Isolde has been subjected to the Lust spell that makes the opposite sex sexually promiscuous, and of course, this is the first time she has been properly exposed to it.

A floating sensation envelops Isolde as if she is drifting between the waves.

She was almost enraptured, and then she suddenly felt several stares coming down on her skin as if they were stabbing her, and Isolde twisted around, forgetting that she was accepting magic power. But of course, she was tied up, so she couldn't move much.

Don't reject it

With a reprimanding voice, she was smacked very lightly on the buttocks.

Kyaa......m-my apologies

She never thought that she (Isolde) would scream like a little girl. And even though she was blindfolded, it was still unbecoming of her Lord to have her concentration disrupted just by a glance.

Isolde drops deeper into consciousness and begins to once again accept the magical power that Satoru releases.

Haah.....nnhh, kkuhh.....haah, haaah......

The tremendous magic power pressure heats Isolde's body. It's not just her womb. It is a sensation that titillates the depths of her brain. The firelight spreads throughout her body, and her body jumps even if she is not conscious of it. Her breathing becomes ragged, and her skin becomes sensitive.

Ah......fuahh......nnhhh.....kuhh

A gasp naturally leaks out. Satoru only directs his magic power toward her and doesn't touch her as usual. That is frustrating and unbearable frustrating?

What do I hope Milord will do?

A puzzlement arises in Isolde's deep consciousness.

Ya...... nfhh, ku, ah

You've got a nice voice, don't you?

Satoru's mocking voice hit her eardrums. In no time at all, concentration is disturbed and Isolde raises her voice.

Th-That's not.......nnhiihh!

Isolde writhed as she was again lightly tapped on the buttock. Although she was sensitive to the touch, it was only a very light touch, but what was this sensation that welled up from the inside of my body the answer did not come immediately.

I told you not to refuse. How many times have I told you?

B-but ...... Miloord ......

Isolde fidgeted and moved her hip joints. She noticed that the liquid that seemed to have overflowed from her vagina was dripping down to her asshole.

In the first place, she does not accept the magic power released by her opponent. The only time she does so is when she is being cast a Healing or Regeneration art, and since her main training is to pass on the other person's arts, if she is not careful, she will immediately play it back reflexively.

But Isolde stopped herself as she was about to say so. It was just an excuse. She also thought, "Who am I to ask Milord to use me and then refuse to accept it?"

Satoru gave a small grin as Isolde bit her lower lip, cut off her speech in mid-sentence, and took another receptive posture.

Satoru's magic power immediately permeated her body as if to change it from the inside out. Isolde felt the sticky gaze on her split open, honey-filled crotch, and she wiggled her hips.

I'm not the only one. The other slaves are watching you turn into a woman, too.

Nnmhh.....noo, nooo.........

 It was just a reflexive utterance.

But at that moment, the wave of Satoru's magic power, which had been enveloping her in a mousy atmosphere, suddenly stopped. The heat that had been emanating from within faded very slowly the heat that had once been memorized was unlikely to disappear.

You don't like it, huh. Then, do you want to stop?

Isolde was extremely perplexed by the changes in her own body that she was feeling for the first time. Is this what it feels like to have your body, which was once a swordsman's body, transformed into a woman's body?

I'm scared.

This feeling struck Isolde once again. She had been so proud of Satoru, and now she was still terrified.

Her body is not at all what she wants it to be.

It felt as if she was ceasing to be herself.

However, while she was frightened by the fear that came to mind, Isolde also felt a thrilling sense of immorality.

The reason she is in this situation now is because she lost. She had sworn to be loyal to the one who had taught her how to be completely defeated.

Is that your loyalty? Is that what a defeated swordsman should do?

Isolde shook her head vigorously. Trembling but pleading, she raised her chin in the direction of Satoru and opened her mouth in a small gesture.

Don't ......stop, please ....... I, too, make me yours, M-Milord.

It is a word of surrender. It was the fullest plea of a woman who had decided to follow this man from the bottom of her heart.

Satoru's reply was simple.

I see.

Nnmhh!?

Isolde was surprised. Something had forced its way into her small, open mouth.

It was Satoru's fingers.

Two fingers were inserted into Isolde's mouth. A tremendous wave of pressure gushed out from the tips of his fingers. The waves, which can only be described as tremendous, scorch the inside of Isolde's mouth, changing her body from the inside out.

Nchuu ......pwahh ......haah, nnhh

Isolde munched on those fingers as her heart desired. She licks, bites, and sucks the two fingers dancing in her mouth.

*lick*, mmnhh, *kiss*, hamph, *kiss*

Delicious.

Euphorically intoxicated, Isolde just kept licking his fingers. She doesn't know what the right thing to do is. She just sucked it carefully as it entered her mouth, following her instinct. She sucked it as much as she could with her lips, covering it with her tongue, and tasted it as her body demanded.

Mmm, mmm, mmm! Ngg! Nnmhh!

Isolde rolled her eyes as the thick fingers penetrated deep into her mouth. Isolde was intoxicated by the one-sided violation of her mouth. Her tongue was pinched and pulled between two thick fingers, and drool trickled from the corners of her mouth.

Shame passes over Isolde's mind as she realizes how shameful she looks, but the overwhelming sensuality washes away the slightest hint of shame that comes to mind.

(Ah......aahh ...... w-why ...... why is it that my mouth is being violated, why....)

Something is flickering in the back of her head. The magic power sent from Satoru rewrites Isolde lewdly in every moment. Sweat gushes out from her entire body, and a perceptible gush of honey gushes from her crotch.

It feels, good.

The finger that had been clamping her tongue between his fingers slips away. Oh, what a wasteIsolde thought to herself. I want to taste it more, I want you to tease my mouth more. I want to feel this thrilling sensation more and more.

Do you understand?

Haah...... wh-what is it?

Satoru's low voice struck Isolde's earlobe. Isolde asks back while breathing hard and letting her tongue stick out of her mouth a little.

Breast

Hauhh!

An electric current flowed through Isolde's breast. Satoru's fingers touched her breasts, which are thinner than those of Liz, the youngest and smallest of the magical slaves, and Leia, the tallest. Satoru's fingers, covered in Isolde's drool, caressed and rubbed her nipples as if he was slowly stroking them.

Isolde felt intoxicated by the overwhelming sensuality she had never known before.

Oh ...... it-it's become ...... stiff and big ......

She felt her own nipples stiff and grow larger.

Her nipples, which were usually buried in the areola, were now more prominent. She has had reactions like this when she was cold, but now she is not cold at all. Her whole body was on fire, and she was in a daze.

His finger covered with Isolde's drool pinched her nipples, which had grown hard and big. But even with just that, an electric current flowed through her entire body, and she moaned loudly.

Ahh, aaahhh, d-don't pinch, it like, that

Isolde had never known that her nipples were a sexually sensitive area. Satoru relentlessly used two fingers to knead, crush, and pinch her nipples, which had begun to assert themselves. Each movement caused the female part of Isolde to blossom inside her. It was so frustrating not to be able to move her arms and legs. She flinched and flailed with so much sensuality, but her movements were only modest.

Nnmhh!

Isolde's mouth was suddenly closed, and her hidden eyes went black and white. The soft thing that invaded her oral cavity was Satoru's tongue. Isolde sucked on Satoru's tongue, which was sniffing wildly and licking its way into Isolde's oral cavity. They twirl their tongues together. Isolde swallows again and again as Satoru's saliva pours into her mouth one after another.

Meanwhile, the caresses on her breasts continue. Her thin, fleshy breasts are squeezed from below, and her nipples are played with, each time causing a sensual sensation to flow out of her. The excitement of intertwining tongues in the mouth. Only the vicious sound of their tongues entwining and her own ragged breaths hit her eardrums. There is no more time to feel their eyes on her skin.

(Uwah...... uwaaahhhh...... this, this is......)

Their tongues are entwined with each other while her breasts are teased in the haze of her head. Why does it drive people so crazy when it is just that? The clan's teaching that sexual desire drives people crazy was certainly correct.

Isolde was forced to realize that she was completely drowned in her own mind. Her flailing movements have stopped, and she has surrendered herself to Satoru. The reason is simple: it feels too good.

Her nipples, which should have been buried in the nipple-areola, are now more firm and lumpy than ever and have grown to a large size, asserting their presence. Her dull white skin is covered in sweat and has a faint reddish tint, which is lewdness itself. Her secret place, bound with a leather strap and split open in an M-shape, is overflowing with nectar.

Hohoo.......she's becoming quite the woman.

Isolde hears Leia's voice, the first magical slave. Even the immortal king, whose small body exudes nobility and bewitching beauty that is beyond the reach of ordinary people, sees Isolde as a woman.

Well, it can't be helped if Satoru does it to her.

There is an echo of maturity in the voice of the second magical slave, Rico. Isolde has only heard a glimpse of her, but she heard that she also lost her virginity to Satoru when she joined the magical slavery. Only with Satoru's partner these words are deeply engraved in Isolde's heart.

Uuhhh~.....Minerva is a little jealous

Minerva-sama, you must be patient.

Following the envious voice of the third slave Minerva, the fifth slave Solor's gentle and soothing voice echoed.

Minerva is currently pregnant with Satoru's child. Because of this, she is forbidden to have sexual intercourse. Before she became pregnant, she was uninhibited and greedy in her desire for sexual intercourse with Satoru. Although Isolde is not sure if her poor body can replace Minerva wanting to but not being able to, Isolde does what she can.

Solor has probably seen through Isolde's inner thoughts for quite some time. Solor was definitely the one who gave Isolde the opportunity to do this. When Isolde showed her anal sex, the conversation in the bath the next day Isolde is grateful to her now.

Isolde-san

The dignified voice of the youngest fourth magical slave echoed.

No matter how crazy or disturbed you are. You are still Satoru-Oniisan's property. Our Lord will accept you no matter how you change.

Every word echoes in Isolde's heart.

The half-elf girl, who had lost her mother in an unfortunate accident and had no one to turn to, clung to Satoru. But she did not merely cling to him. In their journey so far, she has shown her wisdom and has even thrown strong words at the Lord at times.

Without a doubt, she is the one who has grown and changed the most in this short period of time. She may even be aware of her changing self. Even so, Satoru has accepted her with open arms.

So, don't be afraid to change.