Veronica’s words that she would not treat her badly were indeed humble expressions.

    She said it had been a while since she had a guest and treated us to a flawless dinner.

    Neither I nor Laura had ever experienced such a sumptuous multi-course meal.

    I thought I had been feeding Laura well so far, but now I see that it was only at an extremely average level.

    However, we ate separately from Veronica’s family.

    It is not appropriate for a noble to eat at the same table as a slave.

    Even if Veronica was okay with it, it was inevitable that Alon, the owner of the mansion and her husband, would not want it.

    However, it does not mean that Alon is a bad or stingy person.

    Although his reputation may be low in a society with a strong caste system, he can be seen as an extremely open person simply by accepting commoners and slaves as guests of his mansion.

    In fact, Alon was a very gentlemanly person. He greeted me first and offered to shake my hand, and he did not show any sign of discomfort to Laura either.

    I was invited to dinner by Alon, but I politely declined because I couldn’t leave Laura alone.

    Fortunately, Alon graciously accepted my euphemistic refusal and gave us the same room as the other guests.

    The lodging I had stayed in until now was no better than a barn compared to the room Alon had given me.

    Luxurious furniture and extravagant decorations were great, but they were nothing compared to magically maintaining a comfortable temperature and humidity.

    Eating high-quality food in such a nice room makes me feel better.

    But suddenly, my eyes caught sight of Laura eating intently in front of me.

    ‘I think there’s a lot to worry about since Laura is a slave.’

    I recalled the psychological discomfort I had felt ever since I entered the mansion.

    I think it would be good for both of us to free Laura from slavery as soon as this situation is over.

    To be honest, I feel regretful and a little anxious.

    But the attitude Laura has shown me so far has been enough to dispel my anxiety.

    I grabbed Laura’s hand while she was drinking water for a moment and caught her attention.

    “Laura, when this situation is over, I will free you from slavery.”

    “Already?”

    “Yes. I hate it when you are treated unfairly because of your status.”

    “Something is disappointing.”

    “Are you sad? What does that mean? You clearly wanted to be liberated.”

    “Well, living with Rebecca’s belongings wasn’t as bad as I thought.”

    What on earth is he talking about?

    Laura said something I couldn’t understand.

    No matter how well I treat them, they are ultimately slaves without freedom.

    To put it bluntly, you even stopped me from masturbating.

    I don’t know where the longing for freedom I felt when I first saw Laura went.

    “So you’re saying it doesn’t matter if you continue to be a slave?”

    “It’s okay if you’re Rebecca’s slave.”

    “But I promised to set you free. You’re not telling me to break that promise, are you?”

    “If Rebecca accepts me as her spouse someday, please free me then.”

    I had no idea that marriage, like nothing else in the world, would be considered a prerequisite for liberation.

    I think Laura doesn’t want me to abandon her in some way.

    Rather, I am the one who is afraid of being abandoned.

    We haven’t even met for a short time, but we have already become inseparable no matter what happens.

    This could definitely be said to be a fateful meeting.

    But I don’t think I’ll be thinking about getting married for another 10 years.

    “Laura, you don’t have to insist on getting married. Even if I free you right now, we will never be separated.”

    “Rebecca, please don’t worry too much about liberating me. I’m still happy enough.”

    “Thank you for saying that. Now, let’s finish eating before it gets cold.”

    After that I said no more about the subject and neither did Laura.

    We ended the meal with some meaningless chatting as usual.

    Soon, the maids hired by the mansion came into the room, cleaned up the dishes, and served coffee, tea, and sweet cake for dessert.

    This was just as good as the meal, so delicious that I would remember it for a long time.

    Laura spoke carefully to me as I sat dazed, intoxicated by the rich scent and deep taste of coffee.

    “Rebecca, can I ask you a question?”

    “Good. What is it?”

    “Do you have any intention of accepting the Knights’ offer?”

    I was expecting Laura to address this issue as quickly as possible, but I didn’t know it would be now.

    Since I was planning to discuss it with her anyway, let’s finish it quickly and let Veronica know about it tomorrow or the day after.

    “I think it’s a good opportunity.”

    “Opportunity?”

    “Yes, a chance to win a lot of rewards. But that’s not the only goal.”

    “You also think about honor.”

    “That’s right. Rather than a hopeless rise in status, I wish there was a means of protection that would guarantee my safety while traveling in the future.”

    “In that case, aim for an honorary knighthood. Although I am not a true noble, I can be treated like a noble no matter where I go.”

    “Yes! That’s exactly what I want. You really understand my thoughts, right?”

    “I always think about Rebecca, so it’s only natural. And what Rebecca is thinking is clearly visible on her face. That’s really cute.”

    “What? Am I cute?”

    On the contrary, I never thought I would be told that I was cute by Laura.

    I completely agree that my new body is beautiful, but hearing other people call me cute makes me feel awkward.

    “Huh? Rebecca, are you feeling embarrassed now?”

    “No, I don’t know!”

    “Hihihi, cute Rebecca.”

    “Laura…”

    I felt heat rising not only to my face but also to my entire body.

    I thought I was always in control, but I guess that wasn’t the case.

    Laura was happy to hug my face, and I soothed my shame in her arms for a long time.

    So we had fun and ate all the remaining dessert, and again the maids cleaned it all up.

    I thought that was the end and that I would not see any more maids today, but as night fell, they came to our room once again.

    “These are pajamas and a gift from Lady Veronica. Have a ‘good night’.”

    The elderly maid brought silky pajamas and a long, rectangular box.

    Did I do something to deserve the gift? It’s just a souvenir, right?

    After changing into pajamas with Laura, I opened the box and was shocked as soon as I checked the contents.

    ‘She’s such a strange woman. ‘What are you going to do to me if I give you something like this?’

    Inside the box was a dildo. Also included are a few condoms.

    No, you lewd ear! Is there any noble in the world who would give something like this as a gift to a guest?

    I read the note underneath the shiny pink dildo.

    ‘You sent it because you wanted to have a good time with your loved ones? It’s completely new so I can use it with confidence? Looking at the relationship between the two, you think this is still appropriate? And don’t be surprised since this is a common culture among young female nobles? I’ll be amazed.’

    It’s literally mind-blowing.

    The nobles of this world were accepting things that were beyond my common sense as culture.

    What’s funny is that I was already expecting something with the dildo in my hand.

    “Rebecca, what is it?”

    “Oh, it’s nothing! Now, let’s change into our pajamas first. This is so soft. Ah!”

    In response to Laura’s sudden question, I hurriedly hid the dildo and tried to change the subject, but my hands were so sweaty that the dildo slipped and fell to the floor.

    “I remember a time when my colleagues used to fight and hit each other with this.”

    “Veronica said it was a gift. Oh my god, such a thing is a gift…”

    “You are a very considerate person.”

    “What…?”

    I was speechless.

    Is it considerate to give someone a dildo as a gift?

    No, no! There can’t be a world where that’s normal behavior.

    I’m sure Laura is joking or criticizing her indirectly.

    “If you received a gift, it would be polite to use it, right? Are you okay today?”

    “It doesn’t matter, but I don’t really understand that it’s a real gift.”

    “It is not something special among the female nobles of the empire. You’ll be fine once you get used to it.”

    “I don’t know if I can get used to this.”

    “Let’s take a shower together and have fun.”

    “Okay, calm down.”

    I was semi-forcefully dragged into the bathroom by Laura’s hand.

    I was tired today and wanted to go to bed early, but it was all in vain because of Veronica.

    Laura diligently washed my body and I sat still and tried to look at the unique culture of the nobles from a cultural relativist perspective, but it was not easy.

    After washing ourselves thoroughly, we came out of the bathroom and dried ourselves.

    And as if we had promised in advance, we moved toward the bed, hugging each other naked and kissing.

    I laid Laura down on the bed and climbed on top of her.

    He plunged his tongue deep into Laura’s mouth, swirling it around her, and kneaded her soft breasts with both hands.

    My thighs were positioned between Laura’s crotch and her thighs overlapped my pussy.

    We moved our bodies, rubbing each other’s breasts and erect nipples, enjoying each other’s hot breath.

    I unconsciously let out a strange moan as the pleasure spread from the tip of the nipple to the entire breast, and Laura did the same.

    Suddenly, I stopped being ashamed of moaning and started seeking more pleasure.

    I reached down and stroked Laura’s pussy, and she rubbed her thighs, already wet with my juices, against my pussy.

    I responded to Laura by slightly bouncing my pelvis up and down, and moved my fingers hard to find Laura’s weak points.

    Just like last time, Laura felt incredible pleasure and her back arched, love spraying from her vagina and leaving marks of her nails on my back.

    But I have no intention of seeing it like this today.

    Even as Laura was struggling with orgasm, I continued to probe the walls of her vagina with my fingers, exploring her weak points, and found a very slight bulge a little deeper.

    I sucked Laura’s nipples with my mouth and stimulated Laura’s clitoris with my thumb, pressing gently on what seemed to be a weak spot.

    “Ah, ahhh… Rebecca! iced coffee! I think I’ll go! If you go now… Ugh!”

    Then, Laura’s body trembled violently as she felt an even bigger climax, with the afterglow of the climax still not gone.

    She shed a huge amount of love juice from her pussy and even shed tears from the unbearable pleasure.

    I licked the tears flowing down Laura’s cheeks and then kissed her lightly.

    “Rebecca… I thought I was going to die. Hehehehe.”

    “Now, let’s try a gift.”

    “Please feel free to use me.”

    Laura boldly spread her legs to both sides in front of me.

    Her pussy and thighs, which were slick with love juice, were clearly visible, and the sight of her gently covering her pussy with her half-wet tail, fluttering and tempting her, was incredibly attractive.

    I held a condom covered dildo in my hand. For some reason, I feel extremely nervous.

    I gently moved Laura’s tail aside with the dildo and teased her by stimulating her pussy crack and clitoris with the tip.

    Laura couldn’t touch her pussy directly because of my order, so she actively stroked her thighs and looked forward to me giving her pleasure.

    ‘okay! I don’t think that method would be bad either.’

    I laid the dildo down on Laura’s pussy and placed my pussy on top of it.

    I thought it was more important to confirm affection by rubbing each other’s pussies than to insert dildos all together.

    Fuck, I think it’s so fucking perverted, but I want to do it, but what can I do?

    Laura, realizing my intention, changed her position and cooperated with me, and we began to slowly rub our smooth pussies against each other at the same time.

    I was just trying something new, but the excitement was incomparable to playing with my fingers.

    The pleasure collected from our pussies and clitoris traveled up our spinal cords and directly stimulated our brains, and we moaned louder than ever before, whispering our love for each other.

    The dildo did its job, stimulating our clitoris simultaneously with its bulbous end.

    Fucking with Laura was so exciting that I completely forgot that I was going to try penetrating her with a dildo.

    For now, I was just focused on rocking my pelvis with Laura, making more love juice flow from each other’s cracks and making our bodies tremble.

    The moaning became louder and louder, and as we started to move our hips several times, randomly saying that we loved each other, we could feel the limit of pleasure approaching.

    “Laura, just a little more… just a little more…”

    “Rebecca, Rebecca! Haaa…”

    We pushed ourselves to climax, desperately calling each other’s names, until our backs arched almost simultaneously and we literally went away.

    Love juice was sprayed randomly over each other’s bodies, and their entire bodies were shaking.

    I never thought I could feel this much pleasure just by rubbing my pussy.

    When I came to my senses first, I lay down next to Laura, hugged her, and enjoyed the afterglow together.

    “I love you, Rebecca.”

    Laura was acting silly by sucking on my breast like a baby, and I looked at her happily, but I couldn’t overcome the sudden fatigue and fell asleep.

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