For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used. - Chapter 82: It Was Cheap, So I Bought It Again (3)

Kneeling at my feet, Carla spread her cheeks apart with her index fingers.

“Ah-”

Then I squeezed Carla’s head and rammed my cock into her roughly.

“Mmmm.”

A warm, moist sensation enveloped me from below, at the same time as Carla’s clever nose buried itself between my pubic hairs.

It wasn’t as hot as a pussy, and it wasn’t as tight, but a deep throat had its own charms.

Her mouth stretched to the limit, my cock twitched intermittently, and excessive saliva dripped from where we were connected.

It was instinctual to spit it out.

But Carla fought that instinct head-on.

Instead of pushing me away, she pulled her hand away from her cheek and took a step back, her lips curling into a hard bite at the root.

Of course, it was not teeth, it was lips, but it felt just as good.

Satisfaction rose from deep in my chest at the gesture, as if she were asking me to use her mouth and throat.

Hugging her platinum-blonde hair at the back, I signaled by lightly rubbing my lower belly against Carla’s nose, and…

She moved her hips in response.

“Uhhhhhhhhhh!”

A stifled moan escaped Carla’s throat with each thrust.

I wondered if it was because I had told her to set an example for Elisha and Iris, but for some reason, she seemed to be responding even more than usual.

I glanced sideways, feeling Carla’s throat constrict pleasantly.

“Oh my God… you’re even more radical than I knew….”

“Hmph.”

Iris touched her neck in surprise, and Elisha hiccuped with a pale complexion.

…I had told them to keep an eye on me, but now that I was actually being watched by someone, I couldn’t believe it.

However, unlike my thoughts, my body reacted correctly.

My climax was slowly building.

I could hold it in if I had to, but… I had a lot of people to deal with today, so there was no point in stalling.

Hugging the back of Carla’s head just as we started, I shot my load deep down her throat.

Purrrrr….

I didn’t know if it was because I had been holding back all this time, thinking someone might be watching the wagon, or if it was the life force of the last bloodsucker I had eaten.

The quantity of cum was unusual.

A steady stream of semen flowed as if I were urinating.

Carla panicked too and lost the timing of her swallow, which she had been practicing so well.

“Ugh…”

Reflexively, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and spat out the cum.

“Blehhhhh…”

A white puddle splattered onto the floor.

Wow, that was a lot of cum. No wonder she was embarrassed and vomiting.

Though she didn’t seem to think so.

“I’ve sinned; I’m sorry, Master!”

“Huh? It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not. It’s just… it’s such a waste to waste what you gave me.”

With that, Carla buried her face in the puddle of cum she had vomited.

I froze in my tracks. Bending down as if to bow, Carla began to lick and drink the cum.

Gulp. Gulp.

“What the…?”

She looked like a little bitch.

I could hear her struggling to breathe, but that wasn’t important right now.

Carla was grinning from ear to ear as she meticulously licked up every last drop.

“Master’s cum. I drank it all; please praise me!”

“I don’t like it.”

“…Uh, why?!”

“Don’t pick up things that fall on the floor. Even if we’re in a high-class inn managed by clean magic, it’s somewhat rude.”

“Hmph… you were worried about me?”

“It’s semen, Carla, and you’re the only one with an unlimited supply, so it’s clear what’s more important.”

“Master…!”

Carla’s eyes sparkled with eyes full of emotions.

I gently stroked her hair and said,

“Ah, but that was very erotic. Let’s buy a dog bowl or something and do it again later.”

“Doggy!”

Carla nodded, making puppy noises. I guessed that meant she understood.

As I absentmindedly tickled Carla under the chin, I faintly heard Iris and Elisha talking next to us.

“Well, don’t worry, Elisha. You’re not going to break down over there. I won’t let it happen.”

“…Does that mean you’re going to let Yandel use you instead of me? How can I accept that as a student?”

“Ugh! Even though you have fallen too, I am still your Master!”

“Master…!”

They were mutually supportive, touched, and sorry—and grateful.

But as I listened, I found myself growing a little tired.

I wondered if it was just me, but Carla, with her cheeks slightly puffed out, whispered in a low voice.

“Uhm… that’s a harsh way to put it. It was just a gesture of affection.”

“Yeah, well, it’s not as if Iris can’t handle all of my virility with a little effort.”

“That’s right, that’s right. I need to show you how much I care about you and how amazing you are.”

“How?”

“Quite literally, Master.”

Carla said with a smug look on her face and stood up.

She immediately walked toward where Iris and Elisha were.

Carla curled her lips into a noble-like smile that they hadn’t seen in a long time as she regarded the two, who were slightly tense.

“Did you see? Master likes to do this with his mouth before starting.”

“……”

“……”

The two elves stood there stiffly, unable to figure out how to respond.

Carla reached out her hand to them as if to shake hands.

“We used to be competitors in the past… but now we serve the same master, right? I hope you both get along well.”

“Well, it turned out this way somehow. I hope we get along.”

“Uhm… I hope we get along too, Carla.”

The two shook hands and nodded, but Carla’s reaction was somewhat prickly.

“Carla? No, that’s not right, Elisha.”

Although Carla didn’t respond to Iris’s words, she lifted one corner of her mouth at Elisha’s words.

“You shouldn’t call me Carla. Now that you’re also a slave of the master, you should call me Sister Carla. You’re my junior slave.”

“…Are you saying I’m beneath you, Carla?”

Even in this situation, Elisha asked back, her eyebrows furrowed.

Carla smiled and nodded at Elisha.

“Of course. You’re younger than me, still a junior mage, and now even your status is the same as a slave. Isn’t it natural that you’re beneath me?”

“Carla, you really…!”

“Hmph! You haven’t even been marked by the master yet, so just shut up!”

“Are you bragging about that?!”

“Of course, I am! It means I’m loved by Master.”

Carla puffed out her chest, naked.

Her small movement caused her breasts to sway vigorously, which was quite desirable.

However, it seemed that Iris was more concerned about the sudden argument between Carla and Elisha than Carla’s breasts. She looked flustered between the two.

“Just stop it now. Didn’t we just agree to get along a few moments ago? …Besides, what would the master think seeing us like this?”

“Ah…”

With a creaking movement, Carla looked towards me.

Was it because we had spent a long time pressed against each other? Even if it was just simple eye contact, I could instinctively tell.

Carla was asking me to follow her this time.

I opened my mouth with a deliberately sullen expression.

“We’ve only had fella once, and what are you blabbering about? Is it that important to make me wait?”

“Ah, no, Master! Didn’t you tell me to show them an example on the first night? That’s what I was trying to do!”

In her fluster, Carla leaned on the nearby wall and thrust her hips forward.

The spot she chose was much closer than the bed, practically right next to Iris and Elisha.

Thanks to that, the two had a much clearer view of Carla’s and my intimate actions.

Was this what Carla meant by ‘showing off’?

But I had a better idea.

“Do you think that’ll look good? Since you’re doing it, show it properly.”

“Huh? How…?”

Carla tilted her head in confusion at my sudden ad-lib.

I grabbed Carla’s waist and pulled her right in front of Elisha.

“Iris, sit here next to me. There’s no need to kneel or raise your hands like Elisha. Just sit comfortably.”

“Got it.”

Iris tilted her head in confusion but complied and sat next to Elisha.

I grasped one of Carla’s legs and instructed her.

“Lift this leg.”

“Yes.”

“Lift it higher.”

“Like this?”

“Good. But you need to lift it higher.”

“Higher from here…?”

“Yes. Higher from here. Imagine your whole body as a straight line.”

“Ah!”

Carla, understanding the desired posture, straightened the leg she had awkwardly raised.

One leg was on the floor, the other pointed towards the ceiling, exposing her vulva.

I wasn’t sure if this world had a name for this pose, but on Earth, it was commonly known as the ‘I’ balance.

Iris and Elisha, seated directly in front of Carla, stared with shocked expressions.

Carla, struggling to maintain her balance, teetered from side to side. I wrapped my arms around her from behind, as if to hug her, in an effort to stabilize her.

My penis naturally brushed against Carla’s labia.

“…Master, are you really?”

“Yes. Since we decided to demonstrate, we must do it properly. I’m going to put it in.”

“Wait, wait! If you do it now…!”

Squish.

“Anngh!”

I felt the warmth of Carla’s vaginal walls enveloping my penis and the sensation of her cervix against the tip of my glans.

Carla was evidently aroused enough by the oral pleasure she had given me, providing ample lubrication.

The concern was how Carla’s vulva would respond to this abrupt stimulation.

Drip, drip, drip…

“Ah.”

Drops of Carla’s love juices fell onto the astonished faces of Iris and Elisha.