10:30 AM.
I woke up and scratched my stiff hair as I walked to the window and drew back the curtains. Intense, warm sunlight flooded the room.
"...Hmm."
The weather was perfect not a single cloud in the sky.
I glanced down at the garden. Several maids were tending to it, creating a peaceful scene.
Today's perfect for outdoor sex. Maybe I'll enjoy a willing threesome in the garden this afternoon.
In this manor, I am king. No, more than that I am a god. Nothing here escapes my notice.
The thirty-plus formal maids follow the house rules without complaint. Though they appear to be maids, most of them came from harsh pasts and chose to remain here as paid staff.
If I invited one of them to strip and spread her legs, the choice would still be hers.
Two weeks since they arrived. I've shared my bed with nine maids at night so far. Who might join me tonight?
It's been two weeks since I brought the forty-one new residents to this manor.
Ten of them are young women, apparently receiving continuous education from Yuria.
The remaining thirty-one have all become full-fledged maids, working throughout the manor. Thanks to them, even this vast estate feels lively.
Still, we're short on staff. I'll need to bring in more later.
Since becoming Head Maid of this manor, Yuria has been leading an incredibly busy life. The thirty-one maids are still new to household work, and most of them are commoners who can barely read or write.
I couldn't care less whether they're illiterate or not, but Yuria seems to find it unforgivable for maids to lack proper education. She's been teaching them in every spare moment, and I suspect she'll be occupied with this for at least the next few months.
As time passes, Yuria will likely find maids she can trust to handle tasks independently.
By then, Yuria should finally have some breathing room.
Me helping Yuria? That's absurd.
I have no talent for teaching anyone unless it's about training staff. Besides, I don't even know exactly what maids do.
Honestly, the best way for me to help Yuria is to stay out of her way and let her handle things herself.
Completely naked, I casually draped a silk robe over myself and stepped out of the room. The robe's open front revealed my swaying member with each step, about half-erect a mere physiological response.
I strode confidently down the hallway. The only reason I wore the silk robe, despite feeling no shame in walking naked, was simply because it looked stylish.
"Master, did you cough?"
I encountered a maid as I walked down the hallway.
Her name was Sherin. She had long, black hair tied in a ponytail, a B-cup bust, and alluring red lips.
About a week ago, she had shared my bed for the first time. She had been a virgin.
"Oh, you're awake. You've been working hard."
I noticed the books Sherin was holding in both hands.
"What are those books?"
"I was studying during my break."
Upon closer inspection, the cover read "Elementary Korean Basics Textbook."
The maids at the noble manor learned two languages: the script of this world and Korean. I didn't see the point, but Yuria insisted it was necessary. It seemed to be because most of the goods I brought were Korean products.
"You're working hard."
"Yes. I'm very content with my life here. So much so that I want to stay here forever..."
I nodded.
For someone who had lived through hardship, this place must seem like a utopia.
Compared to working in the fields, a maid's duties are hardly strenuous. They receive regular breaks and three full meals a day. What's more, they're paid a salary.
This noble manor is so secure that they don't even need to worry about monsters or bandits.
Even spending the night with me isn't a big deal for the women who've chosen it.
From my perspective, it's purely a matter of lust, but there are thirty-one official maids.
This means there's no need to rush anyone; each maid can come to me at her own pace.
Not that I'd ever be satisfied with just one woman a day.
And the number of maids is set to increase. My goal is to have at least 100 maids. This manor was built for that purpose.
If we run out of space, we can always add another wing. I even left room for expansion during the design phase.
I approached Sherin. She watched me nervously, but she didn't step away.
I reached out and lightly lifted her skirt.
"Huh? No panties?"
Beneath her white thigh-high stockings, her vulva was completely bare.
Her dark pubic hair was neatly trimmed along her bikini line, revealing a tightly closed, pink vulva. Sherin's clitoris was unusually large.
"Um... all my panties are in the wash, so I don't have any to wear."
Sherin rubbed her thighs together, seemingly embarrassed to show me her vulva. My cock, which had been throbbing ever since I remembered taking her virginity just days ago, now strained to its limit.
Yuria usually takes care of this... but she's been so busy lately. There's no need to bother her in this situation. I even had another maid help me with my morning urges yesterday.
Gulp. I heard Sherin swallow nervously.
The Sherin from a week ago flashed through my mind a virgin I had fucked relentlessly, driving her to the brink of ecstasy until she was left trembling and breathless twice that day.
"Sherin, I can't hold back any longer. I want you now, if you want me too."
I reached for Sherin's groin.
Sherin's Erogenous Zones: Clitoris, Neck
I chose not to use Erotic Enhancement. I wanted her fully aware when she answered me.
A few teasing strokes over her clitoris were enough to make her wet.
"Ah... right now?"
"I want you now, but only if you want me too. If you'd rather move to the bedroom, say so."
"I want you too... Hngh. B-but the bedroom is right there... Ah!"
As I teased her clitoris, clear fluid began to flow from her vagina. The preparation was over in less than a minute.
For such a short touch, this was extraordinary. Sherin must have been anticipating sex with me too.
"We can do it here if you're comfortable. Thanks to your daily cleaning, the hallway is always spotless."
The hallway of the noble manor was paved with marble. I hadn't brought it from the modern world; I'd purchased it in this realm. Marble quarries existed here, and the stone was used as a high-end building material and for sculptures.
I grabbed Sherin and carefully laid her down on the marble floor. Pulling down the chest of her maid uniform revealed her firm, bouncy breasts.
They were a perfect B-cup, fitting snugly in my palm. Pink nipples stood erect atop the mounds.
While caressing her supple breasts and hard nipples with one hand, I used the other to spread her legs into an M-shape.
"M-Master..."
Squish.
I thrust my cock into her vagina. My shaft sliced through the tight passage, plunging deep inside her.
"Just like I remember, Sherin's pussy hasn't changed a bit. Still as tight and juicy as ever."
"I-I'm so glad you find my pussy delicious...! Ahh!"
As I began thrusting violently, Sherin, lying on the floor, gripped my shoulders with both hands.
"Hic. Ahh!"
I gazed down at Sherin's face. Her half-closed eyes were glistening with moisture, and she was biting her lower lip seductively. I lowered my head and plunged my tongue into her mouth.
"Mmph! Hngh!"
Squish! Squish!
At some point, Sherin's legs wrapped around my waist.
Then, I sensed movement beside us. Not just one person. I heard the click of heels and the soft patter of footsteps.
I broke our kiss and turned my head to the side.
Leading the way was Yuria, followed by ten adult apprentices dressed in apprentice maid uniforms. It seemed Yuria had been guiding them when they encountered us.
"Master, I'm glad you seem to be in good health today."
"Sister Sherin..."
"A... Aah! D-don't look! Waaah! M-Master! They're... sniff are watching! Aah!"
Squish! Squish!
Of course, that didn't stop my hips from moving.
"Your pussy's tightening even more! Are you getting off from being watched?"
"That's not... hnnngh!"
Sherin's body trembled violently. She was experiencing a massive orgasm.
At that moment, I ejaculated inside her. My cock pulsed, spewing thick streams of semen into her depths.
"...!"
Sherin tilted her head back, her mouth opening and closing like a fish. Her eyes were about to roll upward.
"Everyone, turn around. This is private between Master and Sherin. What did I teach you about interrupting?"
"Give them privacy!"
"Sherin, only continue if you want to. The others will keep their backs turned."
"Haa... haa... Yes, Head Maid."
With the apprentices facing away, Sherin sat up and began meticulously licking my cock. With each stroke of her tongue, the semen and vaginal fluids coating it disappeared, leaving it spotless.
Yuria nodded approvingly.
"Everyone, remember this well. If you walk in on something intimate, show proper manners and give them privacy."
"Yuria, are you training them?"
"Yes, the morning lessons are finished. I'll prepare Master's meal immediately."
"No, that's alright. I'll eat later today."
I nodded to Yuria and descended to the basement with a lighter step.
I entered the bathhouse on the first basement level. Today, a bath appealed to me more than breakfast.
As I entered the bathhouse naked, I found two women already there, soaking in a rose-infused bath with potions.
This wasn't unusual; they must have come during their break or day off.
I hadn't imposed any restrictions on the bathhouse, as I had been hoping for such a situation.
The moment they saw me, they stood up.
"Master!"
"It's alright, sit down. I'm here to wash too."
I quickly showered and joined them in the rose-scented bath.
The two women already in the bath were Rizel and Kelly.
Rizel had long, orange hair. When I first met her, she had been painfully thin, but after two weeks, her body had filled out nicely.
Though her breasts were small, only an A-cup, her body was still filling out after weeks of proper meals. Her pubic area was neatly covered with fine hair.
She was a virgin. Yuria had informed me of the virginity status of all the maids.
As I approached Rizel, her expression stiffened, as if she had suddenly become tense.
She's a proper maid, but I'd kept my distance because she was so skinny. But looking at her now... I could invite her to my bedroom immediately.
I grinned.
In the past two weeks, I'd been intimate with nine maids. The others were left alone due to poor health.
Now that two weeks had passed, their condition should have improved considerably, so today I planned to approach the maids I hadn't invited before.
The other one is Kelly.
Kelly was a bold woman with navy blue hair, a neat bob, and strikingly pale skin. She had a C-cup bust and long, gracefully extended legs.
Perhaps due to her northern origins, her skin was exceptionally fair. Her vulva was hairless; I'd heard she'd shaved it off because her pubic hair was too curly.
"Master, you just woke up, didn't you?"
Kelly understood my situation perfectly. I smiled and nodded.
The reason Kelly spoke informally to me was because I had instructed her to do so.
In short, she was playing the role of a bold older sister. I had told her to drop the formalities in private settings. A few maids like this were essential for my erotic enhancement.
"Meeting you girls here today is my lucky day."
I reached out and pulled them close, my hands resting on their shoulders. They seemed slightly startled, but both of them leaned into my embrace.
Only after Kelly gave me a teasing nod and Rizel shyly followed did my hands gradually slide down, caressing their breasts. An A-cup and a C-cup two distinct pairs.
I preferred larger breasts, but that didn't mean I disliked smaller ones.
A beautiful woman's breasts are the best.