I particularly love the moment a girl pulls down her panties, but I also dig watching her put on stockings.
Seeing white stockings gracefully pull up the bare legs of a dark-skinned dark elf gets me going every time.
No, seriously. A naked girl getting all over me is the best kind of happiness, you know?
But girls dressing up—that’s meaningful too, and it makes guys happy, I think.
“…Master is looking at my feet with very interested eyes.”
“Interested eyes? You should’ve been more wary when you were naked all the time!?”
“No. It’s perfectly healthy for you to look at me and think, ‘Damn, I wanna stick my cock in her.’ Any other fetishistic gaze is bad news. It’s unproductive.”
Saying that, Kei squirmed her stocking-covered feet.
She’s one of the Onyx Maidens, and also my daughter—the troublesome kind.
What’s so problematic? Well, she shares the Onyx Maidens’ difficult wish: “I want to be raped as a sex slave for Master.”
And she keeps forcing me to take her virginity over and over again. I caved and let her have sex with me.
I’ve got contraception magic on, so it’s fine. I haven’t crossed that worst line of “impregnating my own daughter,” at least not yet.
…Like Elenia and Freena, she seems to want to get pregnant herself, but I won’t allow it. No way.
Since arriving at the Vapor Palace, she’d been practically naked all the time, but necessity has forced her to wear clothes now.
The reason? She’s being sent back to Baron’s mansion for further maid training.
“From now on, I’m fine with just being your personal sex toy, Papa.”
“That won’t do, Kei,” the Onyx Maidens’ leader said, adjusting her large glasses in a calm tone. “It is our Onyx pride that we work as maids properly before casually becoming Master’s sex toy. A useless sex toy is no different from a common whore. Wouldn’t you rather be far below even Cosmos Shop’s professionals, given your inferior skills?”
“That’s…”
“Word has it that Master’s daughters are already employed at Cosmos Shop. If she were to work alongside them, there’d be no reason to prioritize your merely lewd vagina. Is that acceptable?”
“Ugh.”
I cut in then.
Grabbing the Maid Leader’s exposed breasts without a second thought.
“Aaaah…”
“I want to clear up a misunderstanding. Sending Kei to the Baron isn’t about adding value as a sex toy maid or anything like that. It’s just to broaden her social circle and give her proper job training. Kei’s going to live much longer than me, after all.”
Kei seems relatively well-liked within the Onyx Maidens, but she doesn’t really interact with my other kids or Polka’s general populace.
Well, she does share some weird solidarity with Elenia and Freena, who also offered their virginity to me.
Elen and Freena have mothers who are veteran female slaves (Neya is practically treated as one now), so they’ve been showered with love and education in this Polka, free to do whatever job—or no job—they want. But Kei still hasn’t told me whose child she is within the maid group (though it’s certain that she isn’t officially a female slave), and she doesn’t seem interested in being treated like Elen and the others, so I figured at least she should get proper maid training.
Being an ero-maid as part of the Onyx Maidens isn’t exactly a great future for a kid.
Yeah, yeah, I know—what does a scumbag pervert like me have to say about a child’s future? But still, not giving my daughter—who might live for a thousand years—any life skills is just wrong.
Being raised by the Onyx Maidens isn’t necessarily an unhappy upbringing. In Celesta, various customs are… well, tolerated, which means education is often neglected, and some are forced into poverty from birth.
But if she makes friends with Trott people, her narrow worldview might broaden, and those extreme values could mellow out a bit.
And a skilled maid can find work anywhere. Not only cooking, laundry, and cleaning skills, but also the proper etiquette to work in a Trott noble’s mansion without issue—she’ll never be jobless. Plus, Kei’s half-dark elf, so her looks are guaranteed.
By the way, considering I was sent off to blacksmith training at age ten, it’s not too early for her.
“Is it okay if the Baron does naughty things to me?"
"Nah, first off, being hired as a maid isn’t exactly a ‘naughty thing,’ right? The Baron’s got a dirty mind, but he’s not that much of a pervert that he’d go straight for the foster kid. Though I can’t deny there’s a chance she’ll get peeped while changing or bathing somehow, well, that’s pretty much par for the course for any girl living in Poruka, and besides, the fact that you’re showing your momoko to him full-time and letting him fuck you is way more out of line."
"I think I’ve given her plenty of maid training… Ah, ungh!♪"
"Then she should put all that training on full display at the Baron’s mansion. If everyone knows Kei-chan’s a capable girl, I’ll be proud as hell.”
I give the head maid a squeeze from behind while pinching her tits, rattling off my excuses.
”Just go out and make some friends, okay?"
"Uh, friends are fine, but no boyfriends yet."
"Well, if she suddenly came back with a boyfriend, I’d be torn between wanting to strangle her and barely letting it slide… I don’t know if I could really allow it. Maybe not.”
As a father, I want my daughter to walk the straight and narrow path to happiness, but the idea of another man taking her is hard to swallow. Plus, there’s that simple male thing where I don’t want someone else to steal the girl I’ve already had.
Since she only recently existed, it’s harder for me to act like a father, so my possessiveness just manifests in that way instead.
I’m the worst. But that’s just human nature, right?
While imagining all sorts of things and worrying, I slip my dick into her without even asking.
Kei-chan puffs out her cheeks a little.
”Doesn’t Papa have enough parental love to celebrate his daughter’s first day at work with a creampie?"
"That’s exactly the kind of blessing a parent should never give!”
I waggle the head maid’s ample body while calling out Kei-chan’s twisted values.
…Later, when I subtly suggested to Lantz that “a dad giving his daughter a pre-work creampie for luck” would make a great erotic manga, he kicked me and lectured, “Your punches are too strong—readers will lose interest before the second half. Listen, erotica isn’t just about piling on the hard stuff. You gotta warm up the scene slowly, or all you’ll leave is a sense of madness.”
Looks like my creator skills are coming along nicely. As an erotic manga enthusiast, I’m happy.
A few days later.
I visit the Baron’s mansion to see how things are going.
There are quite a few elves and cat-people girls coming and going from the place. I’ve heard through them that she’s “handling it well,” but as her dad who sent her off, I can’t help but worry if she’s really doing okay.
After all, she’s only twelve. Even by general standards, she’s still young enough to be given apprentice-level jobs where it’s okay to fail.
Is she really managing? Is she worn out from the unfamiliar social interactions…? I fidget as I search for her.
…Maybe because I’m not used to seeing her in clothes, I can’t find her easily.
I run into Fennel and beckon her over to whisper.
”Remember, I’m here secretly, so keep it down. Elf ears can hear you through a couple of doors."
"What is it, Master?"
"Well, during work hours, she’s the Baron, right? No, that’s not what I meant—how’s Kei-chan doing?"
"Yes. She was a bit stiff on her first day, but she’s honest, so she’s being well-liked. Besides, there aren’t any other dark elf maids."
"Eh, really?"
"There are plenty at the Palace, but almost all of them are ‘Master’s personal hole maids.’"
"Cut out the crude talk, okay? The head maid Onyx has weird tastes, and now Kei-chan’s calling herself a daughter-fuck-toy—what a terrible thing to say!"
"Using plain words can be more exciting for the listener than strange euphemisms."
"I don’t deny it when that kind of mood hits, but still…”
“Seriously, the baron’s mansion at high noon?”
”…While we were having that conversation, I didn’t notice someone behind me.”
“Long time no see, Mr. Smimson.”
”!”
Who was it? I turned around to see a black-haired woman with a serene presence.
Hard to guess her age—she looked young but also carried the air of someone mature.
Huh? Who was that again? I almost asked Fennel for an introduction, but managed to hold back and desperately racked my brain before—Ah! Right.
It had been about three years since we last met.
“Milly.”
“Hehe. The healing spring here is truly marvelous. Even past thirty, my skin’s still so smooth!”
Every time I saw her, she was in a maid outfit.
And her hairstyle—she’d had a short bob three years ago, but now her hair reached her back.
On top of that, the spring’s rejuvenating effects made it hard to recognize her.
She’d once been the head maid at my family’s estate, the Neumann Manor… and then, after several secret rendezvous with me (Apple used divination magic to confirm paternity), she ended up pregnant and divorced her husband.
I still haven’t met the child she had back then.
After leaving her position as head maid, she was entrusted with part of Linda’s business and debuted as a female merchant poised to lead Sylphide’s next generation. She’d been away from Neumann Manor in the royal capital for a while.
“I thought I’d take a spa trip while handling some Granzi-related work. I brought my daughter along.”
“Huh? A girl?”
“Yes. She’s adorable. Since I used to be a maid until a few years ago, she says she wants to become one when she grows up.”
“So that’s how it becomes a family tradition…?”
“If she wants to, why not?”
No, if anything, I’d rather have her inherit the merchant business.
Linda even said, “She’ll be a capable one,” so she seems highly regarded.
”…Milly leaned in close, whispering near my ear.”
“And she says she’ll give her first time to Daddy… ♪”
“Wait. What are you telling me?”
“It’s because you’ve satisfied so many women at the Neumann Manor that you’re in trouble. Lady Linda is strict with thieves and rioters, but she happily lets servant children play in the big gardens♪”
”…Did she see me having those occasional orgies at the mansion?”
No, Milly knew about it and let it slide? What are you doing as a parent?
Well, as for being a parent… I can’t really say anything.
“Look, that’s her… ♪”
Milly pointed to a girl with hair the same color as mine, playfully laughing with Kei-chan while helping with the laundry.
In a maid outfit.
And when she noticed me and my mother, she ran over waving excitedly.
“Mom!! …Um… Mr. Smimson!”
”…No, Papa’s fine?”
Even though it was our first meeting (from my side), being called “Papa-san” by my own daughter felt awkward, so I quickly asked her to call me “Papa.”
Kei-chan next to me seemed a little brighter than usual. Meeting a friend… no, a sister who gets along with you—has it already had a good influence?
But then.
”Papa makes me more excited,” she said.
”Huh? Really? Then Papa!"
"Wait, Kei-chan. That earshot was inappropriate.”
What else is “then”?
“I’m Monet! Please make me your sex doll!”
“Rejected!!!"
"Eh!?”
There’s no way I could just go “Whoa!” when my own daughter, whom I just met, says that—especially in broad daylight, in a house full of people.
But Monet-chan looks genuinely shocked.
”What kind of education have you been giving her, Mireille?!"
"Whatever do you mean.”
Mireille shrugs.
Fennel bends down to the two little maids, smiling gently.
”That sort of talk is bad manners before dark."
"Okay~"
"I see.”
Wait, no—that’s not the point. Even after dark, some things are still no-go.
”More importantly, what kind of education teaches a kid to say ‘Please make me your sex doll’ in the first place?!"
"Oh, that’s something I’ve been working on,” Kei-chan says, raising her hand smoothly.
You.
“Apparently, the concept of a sex doll isn’t common in Trott. But in Onyx, they’re secretly popular."
"This isn’t about that! How many times do I have to say it? It’s not okay to ask your father for that sort of thing!”
“Monet-san’s mother and stepfather broke up due to sexual incompatibility… or rather, a lack of stamina. So perhaps only Papa’s dick will satisfy a nymphomaniac like Monet.”
“You’ve made many maids collapse at your knees before, haven’t you!? Only Papa can do that!”
”…Well, I don’t know if there are others besides me who could… probably not…”
I don’t know anything about other sex fiends, so my gaze drifts into the distant future.
Desperate, I try to signal Mireille and Fennel for help, but they just smile seductively.
”I’m sadly unaware of anyone besides Master,” Fennel purrs.
“Since you’re so generous… may we invite both your daughter and yourself to the rumored ‘Sex Palace’…?”
“The Vapor Palace…”
Once their morals completely evaporated, common sense just doesn’t work on these women anymore. I was supposed to get Kei-chan back into the real world… but nope.
“Daddy’s dick is seriously amazing. It’s gonna explode!"
"It’s gonna burst…♪“
I thought it was a heartwarming scene, but you two were just making dirty jokes…
”Because it’s me."
"I love that kind of talk too! ♪”
Another self-proclaimed “daddy’s hole” just joined the ranks.