MILF HUNTER IN ANOTHER WORLD

I thought of Verdia as I looked at Kalisa's face as she sucked her cock into her cheeks.

Because the faces are similar? No.

It's because of my wish to make Verdia like this.

"Master."

As soon as I returned to the workshop, I hung Kalissa's pants on both my fingers and spread them left and right.

Phut!

"…What."

"These are the pants the big-ass bar owner was wearing a while ago."

"Just say you did it, and you'll be fine. You disgusting bastard."

"Isn't it natural to take loot as proof of hunting?"

"Did you do as you please in front of your husband?"

I answered confidently.

"Yes."

"It looks better than before."

"Thanks to Master."

My cock is finally optimized for another world of MILF training.

"The money I received today. It's 30 silver coins."

"You ripped off a lot."

"I've been told I can't go any further than this. Isn't this enough?"

The master nodded while rubbing the money bag.

"Let's go buy a slave."

"Yes!"

I changed into street clothes and went out into the street with Master.

"I don't have a teaching assistant's license yet; will that be okay?"

"I'm fine."

I'm nervous.

The master said that the money required to buy a slave was as much as 10 gold.

Failure is not tolerated.

Master said as she made her way to the center of the street.

"Think of three directions when training slaves."

"Three directions?"

"Obedience, loyalty, and affection. These are the three elements that make up the mind of a slave."

"There is no pampering."

"You can't grow that. It's an element that hinders proper training."

"Wouldn't it be cute to pamper you a little?"

"How hard would it be to sell you a spoiled bitch?"

"…"

I flinched.

Yeah, I'm not having my girl.

I need to make a woman who can sell.

But suddenly thinking about it made me sick to my stomach.

"If you want to survive, eat your heart out."

"…Yes."

"First, touch a woman, and you will know it. As you gain experience, you will be able to tell just by looking at her.

What kind of temperament she had."

"Do you train assistants according to that temperament?"

"You'll probably soon find out how easy it is to make most women submissive.

In any case, when the relationship between master and slave is formed, obedience is the first thing to sprout."

"Yes."

"Do you know what the difference is between the other two?"

"Obedience is just following, loyalty, or affection."

What?

I'm trying to put it into words, so I don't know what's different specifically.

Affection and loyalty were very foreign feelings to me.

The master spoke on behalf of me, who was stuttering.

"Loyalty is sincerity that comes from the heart.

I sincerely hope that the master will do well and follow him. Love is more difficult. You should be able to cherish and care for even the master's faults."

"You mean you can do that as an assistant?"

"If you are an excellent trainer, you can make the slaves you want to sell from now on fall in love with your master at any time.

If you sell a woman like that, do you think there's a man who will save money?"

"…"

Does not exist.

To be sure, calling is worth it.

"It must be difficult."

"That's what I mean when I say I'll make most women submissive.

A slave who has been given loyalty or affection is too valuable. It's not that only the trainer is good; the opponent also has to have a special temperament."

In other words, it means that the woman receiving training must also be born.

It has to be pretty, and the more symbols attached to it, the rarer such a slave will be.

"First of all, make them obedient. To serve the master faithfully.

If you do that well, one person can do it."

"Where is this?"

After walking for a long time and leaving the Street of the Beast, I couldn't help but be embarrassed by the changed scenery.

The floor was morbidly clean, made entirely of marble.

At the end of the road was also a line of luxurious buildings built entirely of marble and gold.

It is completely different from the street of the beast.

"This is the center of Isil, Magneta."

"Magneta…"

I grumbled meaninglessly and looked around.

I'd believe it if I said I'd returned to Earth again.

Huge sculptures are lined up.

"Magneta is the district that manages everything in the city and is where the Assistant Association is located."

"Association of teaching assistants?"

"Isil is a special teaching assistant district established by the emperor. Its history alone is over one hundred years.

It is a place where those who cross the gate are managed and sold as slaves. Unlike street slave markets, only proven slaves are sold."

While we were talking, a woman in a miniskirt uniform approached me.

"Please present your ID."

Bior presented his teaching assistant license.

"Bior-sama, I've confirmed it.

Shall we guide you to the S-class slave area?"

"Go to class C."

"I'll guide you to the C-class slavery area. The current market price is an average of 10 to 30 gold."

…

If I had been caught outside, would I have been sold to a place like this?

No, Master said he was a verified slave.

Like me, it's very likely that I was rolling on the market floor on the corner of Beast Street.

I whispered to Master while watching the guide's back.

"It's pretty. Magneta staff."

"They're all very good-looking."

Maybe it's because it's a miniskirt that sticks to the buttocks, but the curvature of the buttocks is visible, making people drool.

The Magneta employee glanced back at me, as if my explicit gaze had been caught.

"…Im here."

I looked around.

Men who are dressed up elegantly—what about their pussies and breasts? We are having a classy conversation.

They seem to be debating which slave to buy.

If it's a conversation like that, I think I can join in.

That is, if you have a lot of money.

I was soon able to enter the magnificent marble building and see the slaves.

It's a very different sight than I thought.

The slaves were put on oxygen respirators in a capsule integrated with the wall and did not move.

There were dozens of such slave storage capsules all over Area C, and at first I was horrified to think that they might be collections of dead people.

However, the women inside the capsule were clearly alive and breathing.

"Are these all C-class slaves?"

"Yes, they are around 20 to 30 years old. They are all young women."

I glanced over and touched my chin.

It's ambiguous.

Even though there were so many women hanging around her naked and with her cunt hair exposed, there was no inspiration.

"I've heard that it's a verified slave, but it's not that pretty."

"The grade given here is different from the grade given outside. Pretty appearance and quality are important factors in determining the value of a slave.

Being a verified slave means how good your health is."

"Nick?"

"Look closely. Are there only women who have all their limbs intact and have no scars on their faces?"

"Ah."

"These are the women captured by the emperor's direct capture team. There are no harmful parasites or diseases on the body, so there are few headaches."

Parasites or diseases...

I certainly hadn't even thought about that.

Even if you bought a slave, there is nothing more troublesome than that if you get syphilis after eating for a while or if you have a suspicious contagious disease.

'It's worth the price.'

Plus, when you look at the atmosphere here...

Magnetar's slave quarters don't seem like a place anyone can enter.

Today, it felt good to be able to visit such a place with Master's back.

'Fun to pick and eat!'

Looking back, there are some women who look pretty good.

The girls I've been drinking with these days are so good that I can't rub them, but considering that this is a collection of ordinary people, it's quite appetizing.

I want to put it all on the bed and slurp it.

What are other people watching?

There was also a lady who carefully observed the size of her male slave's cock.

If I had been in this capsule, what level would I have been able to reach?

'I'm a D-class slave outside, but I can be an S-class here.'

"You're a slave to sell, so choose for yourself."

"Yeah!"

I carefully read the status window written on the wall.

Ohh. The circumstances of the capture are described in detail.

'This slave, as soon as the capture team approached, drew a dagger and tried to fight back.'

It is also stated that some slaves used firearms to damage the capture team.

However, it seems that the placenta of C-class slaves was the same as that of an ordinary country woman.

Although they resisted, most of the women were easily caught up.

The body and face are very ordinary, so I think they are similar no matter what I choose.

I took my eyes off the status window and carefully examined the women's bodies.

'Speaking of a slave with a commodity value...'

The breasts are big, and the waist is well tucked in, but the hips are well developed.

Body like Verdia...

Can't there be

If you have a body like Verdia, you'll start at least at A rank.

There are many women who feel sorry for having a little flab or having short legs.

'Hmm.'

"How are you?"

"I would have picked it right away if I had been half Khalisa, but I'm losing my motivation."

"This is not where you choose your wife."

"Kick-kick."

People around me laugh as they pass by.

"Honestly, 10 gold coins are a waste, but are they sold?"

"I will accept a mission that is not difficult. I will be able to leave about 5 to 6 gold coins as a profit.

Under the premise that the slave's body is healthy,

If you get hurt, the value of the product goes down.

Hey, I don't know

It's a slave year to sell anyway.

"I'll take this woman."

"Hmm."

Master's eyebrows twitched.

The reason is that...

"This woman chewed off the capture team's fingers."

Contrary to appearances, it was a year with wild boar-like records.

"Do you really have to go the hard way?"

"The hip-hop inside of me told me to choose the most demanding of C-class slaves."

Of course, the monologue didn't say anything.

I would have been frustrated if a monologue like the compass of fate was invoked in a place like this.

In any case, with only one Khalisa, even ten women here would not be able to compete.

What if it was Ariella? Even if a hundred people come... Comparing is a felony.

Because he has the best mamma pain in the world.

Her face is also incredibly pretty.

The master sighed and pressed the button on the wall.

Then the capsule disappeared somewhere.

"Did you buy it?"

"Yes."

I followed Master out of the slave quarters and into the center of the magnetar.

Wow, it looks like an airport.

There are many women in miniskirt uniforms that I saw at the entrance, so my eyes are happy.

All of them were so pretty that it reminded me of the flight attendants.

"How can I help you?"

"You bought a slave."

"Please wait."

"I want to accept the mission together."

"Can you pick one from here?"

The master manipulated the panel skillfully.

…

I didn't expect to see a scene like this in another world.

Should I say that only the magnetar center has been modernized?

It was a place where there was nothing strange about a security guard showing up with a gun.

"You have accepted the request for 「Slave of the Beast」. The requester is Mr. Condel from 3rd Avenue, City of Beasts."

Wow…

Power goes into the cock.

Like an announcer, I told her to try her mouth with a clear pronunciation. Just now.

Even the receptionist, Noona, smiled brightly when our eyes met.

'Gulp.'

I don't think it's bad to get a job here.

"Let's go get the slaves. Boy."

"Yes."

I followed the staff's guide to the slave reception area and saw my slave, who had just come out of the capsule.

Her breasts and hips were sparse, but she had thin lines unique to women, and her short green hair suited her tolerably slender face.

While Master was going through the payment, I was making eye contact with the slave.

'He's staring at me.'

Did he find out who bought him?

Training the old woman as a slave.

It was the first time I had a proper teaching assistant, but strangely, I wasn't nervous.

After all, even when I was training as a teaching assistant, I risked my life to compete with a sword.

"Follow me."

"Ugh…!"

The master pulled the leash that the staff member had handed over.

Then, the woman who was roughly dragged in glared at Master as if she would kill her, but...

"…"

The master subdued the woman with just a glance.

"Hick…"

No matter how old the master is, he would feel intimidated if a large orc stared at him intently.

It's like buying a pet.

The woman covered her feet and whole body with zentai provided by the Magneta Center—thinking about the purchase process, this was like wrapping paper.

They were brought to our workshop.

I watched the woman from behind.

Seeing him looking around, he must have been taken aback by the unfamiliar scenery.

She said, 'She must have been caught as soon as she came over the gate.'

I had no idea what was happening when I was detained in Chartreuse Castle.

It is desperate, as if trying to remember the road.

Pitifully.

'Damn. It's ugly.'

This situation of taking a woman who can be trained as I like shopping for food at a mart was forcibly making me excited.

The master entered the workshop and let go of the leash.

"Master?"

"You must have heard the contents of the mission. Train this slave into a fellatio slave. The deadline is 3 days.

The client saw the slave's face and said he would pay up to 20 gold."

Send a picture of your face. Is such a thing even possible?

If so, can everyone be happy if I just teach them how to suck dicks well?

"I won't interfere at all, so if a problem arises, you solve it yourself."

"Absolutely."

"Note that…"

Master smiled.

"The mission conditions say that we must protect the maiden."

"Yes?"

No, then…

Just put your dick in that growling woman's mouth?

A woman with a history of 'biting off the catch team's fingers'?

…

"Master, can I use a dildo?"

"No."

"…Damn it."

It felt like I was blocked by a wall from the start.

I know Master is trying to raise me harshly, but he suddenly digs into my weaknesses.

'How can I train with sex sealed?'

I was a man who would become infinitely weaker if he couldn't get a dick thrust.

The master went into his room, and I was left alone with the woman.

"…Hmm. Hello?"

"Why are you working for such a monster?"

"Monster? Master?"

"Your skin color is strange."

Ah, you come from a place where there are no orcs. Like me.

"What is your name?"

I pulled up a chair and sat down. Let's start with a casual conversation.

From the basics of "relationship formation," step by step.

"… Lorna."

"Lorna. Do you understand why you were sold here?"

"I don't know."

"You are a slave. In this world, strangers are basically treated as slaves."

"Who made that ridiculous law?"

"I'm no different. I'm working under Master because I want to."

"Are you from another world too?"

"Yes."

Something fits the story perfectly.

"Don't you know you shouldn't do this?"

"I know. But I can't help it in order to survive. So accept it humbly."

"I know what fellatio is. I saw it in a book. Are you going to make me a sex slave and sell it to someone else?"

"Uh."

There's no use hiding it.

The countless dildos, whips, and ropes hanging on the walls tell us what kind of place this place is.

"… I don't like it. Anything put in my mouth will bite me."

I don't like putting cocks in your mouth either.

It's like sticking your head in your mouth, hoping the crocodile will stay still.

But I have no choice but to do it.

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