Inside the House of Delicia

Three weeks after a certain first training session…

Mirai culminated with two of the same buff men— all of them were barely naked. They set together to practice their carnal techniques. Apparently, this session was the fourth one since several days after her last session was the starting point of her fertile point; it would create some risk in regards to fertilization if two polar gametes would unite with each other and form its embryo— which ninth months of pregnancy could kill Mirai's normal lifestyle. Juliette proposed this suggestion for the prevention of birth formation; she heeded the timing for Mirai to pass on the fertile period before it might strike in her womb.

Mirai and the other two buff men moaned and mated with each other as she brushed one's lip against the other who stood in front of her. She jacked with her gripping hands, enclosing two joysticks with a soft, passionate touch. Her arousal on men lingered to teach them how to mate with intimacy, although these men weren't worth being intimated since their sole rule is to engage with their partner — Mirai Shizuku.

"Fondle... my… breast," Mirai commanded the man behind her who brushed her hips. With her demand, his hands followed her as it approached her F-cup sized breasts, and pressed it in a circular motion.

The lustful heat radiated within Mirai's body as the reaction cost her to feel the throbbing heart — which the hormonal drive controlled her current system. It looked like it trembled around her body, but she held her consciousness, intending to endure the arousal.

"That's… the… way," Mirai moaned with her protruded tongue.

The two men licked her neck till her collar which the man in front demanded to lick her breast — to which Mirai nodded with a submissive smile. By her answer, he lowered his head, aiming toward one nipple with her lips and licking it, which caused Mirai to extend her moaning jaw.

"Yes…. Like that…. I was looking forward to this."

Mirai appreciated the technique which made herself — aroused yet understandable. She understood that it would give her a better pleasure that she needed to improve on. She focused on contrasting between consent and non-consent on her particular aim, and it was the endurance to hold her consciousness despite going beyond natural state. It gradually spent her to relish the mix of love and lust. Love was the intimacy; Lust was the desire. To balance the mixture was the concentration in between. Juliette mastered it before, so Mirai entailed this to practice her art of womanhood.

"Every piece needs to combine and give your partner a delightful sense of deep bond…. It can be pact, promises, negotiations, procedures, and… or anything else that gives emphasis," Mirai heard the alluring voice as Juliette entered the room — naked as her pajamas. She had no shame to expose her bare entire body without a single hesitation. She chose this by herself to lessen the trouble of her housemaids — or in fact, she favored it with her wholehearted fetish.

"..."

Mirai responded with moaning silence, but she heard her advice as Juliette voiced out with her clear, soothing voice. Juliette taught her the most techniques that are essential to please her sex partners. Handjobs, blowjobs, footjobs, and unique kinds of courses that involve penetration had given through lecture and exhibition. Juliette was a professional courtesan who negotiated with other people through her art of sexual craft, but she only served for necessary to please a certain individual, especially the male. With her dominatrix skills, she had the ability to outshine her sex partner through her competent aura. Like Mirai who commanded her current sex partner to fondle her breast, she likely developed her sadistic role, thanks to Juliette's teaching.

"Cock… cock… in my… pussy… and my… ass," Mirai glared at them as she felt impatient with their slow foreplays. Her sex partners followed her command as they carried her thighs with a firm grip of arms and aiming each of their penises to their respective hole. Gradually penetrating, her vaginal walls pressed the inserted instruments as it added the force to support their orgasm prematurely.

"Looks like she got my traits… reminds me of something," Juliette mumbled while recalling something she wanted to think. Normal women would defy this kind of stuff, but Juliette and Mirai differed from them.

The clapping sound from both of her sex partner created its soggy noises that sprinkled over her vagina; her sloppy vaginal walls satisfied the sex partners to thrust farther despite the tightness. Their hips were jacking wildly as they forced their penetration with the additional massaging perk.

"That's… it… ah…. Satisfy… me… when... ever... you…. want."

Constant moaning was the only sound that they altogether listened to. Mirai felt the prickle on her bottom as their cocks rammed deeply with wild movements. She wanted to finish quickly without climaxing herself before her partners. She enjoyed the sensation as if there was no need for resistance to lessen her eagerness. They abused her at their best to derange her with rushing libido. However, she needed to surpass their level, for she had to achieve her dominance before it might bring herself shame and waste. For that, she pressed her tongue against the lips of the man in front, entwining their tongue to their utmost passion.

"Please…. Please… give… me… all… you… got!"

Mirai ought to finish her session, although she wanted to enjoy whenever and whatever the desire might come over her. However, self-control was her considerable key to focus on her particular training. She held her consciousness without her loose mind to meet its end.

"Grraagg~!"

Two of her sex partner groaned as they felt something coming from their penises — flowing within like a sipping straw. Once it escaped out through their shaft, the whitish thick milk poured inside Mirai as she felt the radiant heat flowing throughout her veins. The tingle caused her gnashed teeth to handle the circumstance which something grasped within every inch of her vaginal wall; her womb drank it, quenching the thirst to relieve her libidinous stress.

"Oh~!.... I'm glad that you have ejaculated first before me, so I'll give you a reward…. How about another round?" Mirai winked while her brimful cunt dripped its whitish liquid to recover her normal state.

"Well… She's into it for now… I wonder how many rounds could she handle with this ferocious session," Juliette mumbled with her smirk.

She continued to watch Mirai's culmination as her sex mentor to analyze how Mirai performed well.

Before her culmination, Mirai wasn't able to handle her orgasm, but she could compose herself in a later time. Comparing to a certain incident where some men back in the Ruined Mansion, and a certain alley within Falx City, non-consensual fate led to an unique phenomenal behavior which Mirai humiliated them back as they humiliated her, but this time, her consensual fate stayed the same as she let it happen.

Why and how did she enable herself to hold her composure? Was it the fate that she chose in the first place?

"I guess she's lucky with that kind of tough training."

Juliette intrigued Mirai with her competence and characteristic.

* * *

Parliament - Central District of Falx City

The assembly with rows and columns of every member of Parliament aligned together with two parties: Red Reformist, and Green Conservative. Their serious, strict faces matched to this vibe throughout the House of Parliament as their enraged aura made no difference. Inner disputes of opinion carved themselves to express their speech for their national view of contribution — Politics are always the weapon to express, change, and grasp with power and responsibility for the nation.

"Slavery? This is impossible! How could one commit such acts?!"

There would be someone who exaggerated himself to ask about a certain situation. The issue triggered them to act how they should have done it through codes and discernment of the truth; with these abilities, the changes would forward the nation with proper freedom. However, some of them merely kept their trustworthy hearts to show for a bare expression; they concealed their malicious eyes since the Parliament is the battlefield filled with reprimand and approbation.

"Even though we passed the bill on abolishing the Black Market within Reversia, why haven't we received the approbation of our agreement?"

"Yeah, none of it makes sense. The ministry should have spoken about this two months ago… and right now, we got nothing."

"The Report File with the code of 41820 and the evidence had been clarified to this particular case."

"That's weird, plus, I've never heard someone who can transform people into monsters…. Like the laboratory report examined by Dr. Wilhelm Drake."

"These points are indeed clear enough that some of us are within this dark organization."

The problem arose as most of the representatives concerned of an odd phenomenon. They blamed the Black Market for harming the lives of every citizen who affected their victimization because of their purposes. The grave cost of the human lives made little sense to them as they viewed the crisis would happen with worse results. However, someone from their same position also took part in this action; they doubted one another if some of them are the culprits of this case.

All they had to do was to keep investigating until a critical evidence would lead to the core source of this case. If they merely stood here like an audience, then their punishment would be inevitable to execute their further plan. Politics are for the people with a system of governance that provides the leadership and ideology to boost the morale altogether.

"We might be ashamed of ourselves if we just sit here and wait for the hero to come and stop the slavery."

"Well… the Black Resort Division did a noble job at infiltrating any hostile territory. Gladly, Juliette and her division is our trump card here."

"Fret yourself, there might be another trump card that the enemies will set them up soon enough."

"Then, we have no choice but to support the side that will abolish slavery throughout the nation."

"Despite our economy is on a downgrading state, I think it won't be enough."

"Then, there will be something that every industry is dealing with themselves. After all, the market guild always takes care with their responsible eyes… much better with the King."

"That kind of possibility makes sense."

"Leave it to Lady Juliette and her subordinates… they will send us more gifts."

The unwavering humor startled them as the confusion still ran over their mind — which, at least, they understood that the slavery totally existed within this nation, for the Black Market. Juliette led the Black Resort Division for their special assignment regarding espionage and assassination requested by the officials to do the job against any hostile activities, but the misleading fact could worsen the reputation of Black Resort if some officials would take a cover for their behind-the-scene. Thus, she passed the request for "independent investigation" with their initiative benefits to uncover the wicked secrets of a certain slave organization — namely the Redcoats, and the Blue Devil cult. Her trustworthy behavior turned their tides to save her and her subordinates from any cunning possibility.

"I guess it's up to us for now… Lady Juliette doesn't care about trusting us to work on things."

"You know… she's a cautious and clever person without hesitation to change her course. Her dark explorations honored her with Queen's appreciation to benefit the nation for her service and recovery with her team… even the old times back when she was a novice."

"Don't forget she used to have a bitter heart. Her background was more concerning before the time she reached here."

"Yeah… but talking about her past is out of context. Looks like we reach the end of our conversation."

"Agree, all we have now is the Report File with a code of 41820, Wilhelm's examination, and some evident materials."

Eventually, the conclusion of their case marked down as it served as their reminder to aware of endangered situations within Reversia. They downgraded their trust even to themselves who would execute the illicit actions behind what it might show — an eye behind an eye. It would always happen around the shadows of its nation. Sometimes, they brought with tormenting desires to prosper themselves whatever and however they could to rise with their eyes of greedy terror.