MILF HUNTER IN ANOTHER WORLD

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I care about how others see me.

At a time like this, I have to hit him so he can't climb up, but honestly, I didn't like it because he looked like a real madman.

'Yes. I would sell it now anyway.'

The bleak night air seeps into your body.

I asked a passer-by and moved to 3rd Street, Street of the Beast.

Finding Condel's house was easy.

Anyway, when I asked for directions, it was such a famous place that everyone said, "The largest mansion on Third Street is the Grace family's house."

According to the master's explanation, Kondel Grace is practically the master of this street.

Above that is the 4th generation, Chartreuse.

From a distance, you can see the majestic figure of Chartreuse Castle on the hill.

The Grace family's mansion also boasted a splendor that seemed like it could be rented for a short time or when filming a movie.

"…"

Both Rona and I blankly stared at the lights of the splendid mansion.

You could say I was overwhelmed.

How much money can I make in this world to live in a place like this?

'I also lived in the main city until recently.'

It's bitter.

I retook my steps.

However, few people seem to be guarding this spacious mansion. Why?

As we entered through the slightly ajar door and crossed the garden, a maid spotted us and approached us.

"Are you Geum Taeyang?"

"Yeah."

"I heard that you are coming in place of Vior. The master is waiting for you. This way."

It seems that the talk has already been had.

"Oh, welcome."

A generously fat man greeted us with a smile.

"Are you Kondel Grace?"

"Yes. I'm Kondel. Come on, let's eat inside instead of standing and talking."

I pulled Lorna by the leash.

The road to the guest room is blindingly bright.

I looked around curiously and bumped into a child who had suddenly jumped out of the door.

"Ugh!"

A boy of about eight years old had bumped into me, dropped an expensive-looking toy, and stood there devastated.

"I'm sorry, kid. Are you hurt?"

"Profit!"

Whoa!

Sudden violence strikes my leg!

"Ouch, ouch."

Are his fists really spicy?

"Iiik!"

As if he couldn't control his anger, he clung to me and kept hitting my thighs.

"I'm sorry, brother."

Puck, puck, puck.

Ugh

The kid's fists keep hitting me, so I can't ignore it.

I thought my thighs weren't very effective, so I started to show off my skills by punching my stomach with both hands.

"Calm down!"

"Get down on your knees! Get down on your knees!"

You want me to get down on my knees?

You received an unusual home education...

"That won't work; I'll pick up the toy."

"Knee kneel. Knee kneel! It's a little cub!! Do it according to me!"

Uh huh…

I wasn't like this when I was younger.

Seeing the kid just leave, she was at a loss for words.

As the corridor became noisy, Mr. Condel, who had been ahead of him, returned and was at a loss for what to do.

"Rondel!"

"Dad. The lowly alien broke my toy!"

The speed of the warning is like lightning.

"This person is not a lowly alien! He's Dad's guest. Can't you just say, 'I'm sorry'?!"

"I hate it!! A lowly alien person! Get down on your knees!"

Rondel resisted to the end, kicking my leg and running into the room.

Thanks to that, only my father's head goes down as if he has no face.

"I'm sorry. I'm a bit of a habit."

"Fine."

It's amazing that such a son came out of such a well-mannered father.

Borrowing from Master's philosophy, it felt like seeing a human being who had been imprinted with too many spoils and could not be undone.

"Please sit comfortably anywhere."

Of course, I sit on the guest sofa.

Condel was already busy wiping sweat with a handkerchief, having just run for a while.

"Will you show me the slave you trained?"

"Lorna."

I kneeled down as Lorna tried to sit next to her.

"Slaves shouldn't sit on the couch."

"I'm sorry, Master."

"Ohhh. Are you really that ferocious a slave? You made me so docile in just a few days!"

Speaking of which, it seems that Lorna had a brief history before she became a slave.

Of course, he would have seen that and made this request.

"It was a little difficult at first, but now it's a well-behaved pussy."

Like a salesperson, I have to say only nice things to sell Lorna.

My stomach is already sick.

Try to put on a smiling face.

"Can I check right away?"

"Yes?"

"Could you check to see if you really have been enslaved?"

"Here?"

Maybe you want to check before you buy?

You mean you're going to serve Lorna right in front of my eyes?

"You can show it to me directly.

That the slave is safe."

"Ah, yes."

Putting a cock in Lorna's mouth is definitely scary.

If you know her history, you can feel the charm of the reverse of her polite cock sucking.

It takes courage the first time you try.

"Lorna."

"Yes, Master."

I pulled on her leash and guided Lorna.

Lorna buried her face in her pants as if she had been waiting for her, and with her cock-like skinship, Condel's soul was taken away.

"Oh oh…!"

Pull down your pants.

Condel seemed startled when she saw my erect cock sticking out of her like a spring.

"Ugh! Is it magic?"

"No. It's pure size."

"Yeah, that's right. I've never heard of magic that increases the size of a penis."

"May I continue?"

"Yes…"

Condel seems intimidated.

I was afraid I would burst into laughter if I caught my guard, so I turned my eyes to Lorna and focused on the situation again.

"Suck it."

"Yes, Master."

Lorna kissed her balls and her glans, casually tucking her cock into her mouth.

"Zhung. Zhung."

She licks her tongue and serves her cock.

Of course, there is no sign of biting.

This is because she had practiced this situation to some extent as a rehearsal before leaving the studio.

"Whoa. Whoa…"

I pretended to be in a good mood for no reason and got annoyed on the inside.

It feels like being an actor. Damn it.

I want to end this sh*t ASAP.

'It was so nice when I volunteered at the workshop.'

It's not like usual, because Lorna is nervous when she tries to do it while others are watching.

But I think it was enough to appeal to Condel.

"Excellent!"

"Should I wash it until it's cold?"

"No. It's okay. To be honest, I was a little nervous to say that he was a disciple, not Vior-sama, but...

"…"

"Oh, excuse me."

"Fine."

"I want to take her to bed soon! Is her name Lorna?"

"Yes, Lorna…"

"Lorna. Say master!"

When Kondel shouted, Lorna looked at me and said,.

"Master."

"Whoop whoop."

"…"

I want to leave here soon.

Get paid… Hurry…

"Condel, the money..."

"Ah! I'll give it to you right now."

I accepted Condel's purse.

Heavy

A cursory glance revealed that there were 7 or 8 more gold coins than the original 20 gold coins.

"Why so many?"

"It was because I admired your ability to do things neatly.

Unlike today's assistant teachers like Yangachi,

"An assistant teacher like a bully..."

"If you ask for slave training as a virgin, they will give you slaves who are addicted to drugs or whose assholes are so messed up that you can't use them...

There are brazen guys who claim, "You did what you wanted."

"…"

It turned out just as I thought. But why aren't you happy?

If only I had eaten a virgin...

"Teacher."

"Yes?"

"Are you sure Lorna is a virgin?"

"…"

I clenched my fists.

"Yes. I'm sure. I didn't touch it."

"Oh, ho ho. You're his disciple. Thank you for supplying quality slaves in such a short period of time."

Your facial muscles tremble.

No. Don't overindulge.

I am a professional trainer. A ruthless and heartless professional trainer...

The slaves I train are nothing more than products to sell!!

"I'm more grateful. Please ask for more requests in the future."

"Lorna~. Should I come to the new owner?"

"…Yes. Master."

"I'll have to take her to bed right now and serve her all night."

"Haha. Lorna will surely entertain you."

"By the time I get tired of eating it for a year or two, I pass it on to my son."

"…"

"I have to teach my son the pleasure of being served by a slave early on."

Condel didn't say that to offend me.

It was just that I was beaten up and felt dirty by the careless words of the inhabitants of this filthy world.

"Lorna…"

"…"

Lorna looked at me sadly.

"You must serve your new master... Well."

"…Yeah."

At that time, I heard the sound of Rondel draining and crying in the hallway.

"Oh, hey! That's it again! Could you wait a moment?"

It must have been running through the hallways when it fell over and broke a toy.

Kondel left, and I was left alone with Lorna.

"Ha ha… Ha…"

– Dizzy. I feel nauseous, and I think I will vomit.

"Master?"

"Wait, the bathroom..."

I got up and left to find the bathroom.

I spurted into the bathroom. I luckily went in and caught my breath with the washbasin in front of me.

When I looked in the mirror, there was me with a face that caught the mood of the world.

'If I get tired of it, I'll give it to my son?'

How can you take something like that for granted?

Even I, who had led a promiscuous life, couldn't help but get tired of Condel's attitude.

How crazy is this city?

Do I have to go crazy in the same way in order to survive?

The master's words crossed my mind.

"This job is like a test to determine whether or not you can become a professional trainer.

Do it thoroughly."

How far have you looked?

I forgot the essence of training and was just thinking about having sex happily.

If slaves cannot be sold as commodities, the profession of teaching assistant cannot be established.

I'm the kind of person who can't stand this.

Decided not to sell Lorna.

Just imagining that fat, rich man crawling all over Lorna's body makes her feel bad.

Wasn't I a human living according to my destiny?

Surprisingly, with that determination, the tremors and nausea subsided.

Let's go back.

"Teacher!"

I heard Kondel's voice anxiously seeking me.

"Mr. Condel?"

"Slaves are gone!"