There is a round-trip service between Polka and Tark operated by dragons, running roughly once a month. It could be increased more frequently, but it was decided that going beyond this would amount to an excessive display of power; thus, the monthly schedule stands as the limit. This decision rests primarily with Tetes and Irina.
Even though we attempt to remain concealed using illusions so as not to startle strangers, frequent comings and goings might lead surrounding cities to suspect ulterior motives. Celesta is far from a monolithic entity, and even trivial incidents could spark trouble.
Well, there are other cities I regularly visit anyway, and Tark isn’t the only place worth connecting with. The frequency suits vacation purposes quite well, so things have been going smoothly for now.
Among those arriving on this regular flight are not only ordinary tourists but also a considerable number of members from Onyx’s Maid Corps and affiliates of “Cosmos Emporium.” Especially the Maid Corps often has dozens stationed in Polka at any given time. It raises concerns like, “Doesn’t this interfere with their main duties?”—to the point where I feel uneasy. However, it seems that over the past few years, a formal two-month annual vacation in Polka has been incorporated into their welfare benefits, and staffing levels have been adjusted accordingly based on this arrangement.
“Is a winter vacation really that appealing to desert-dwelling dark elves?”
“It’s none of our business if they don’t leave the palace.”
As I gaze upward at the sky from within the palace landing area, waiting for the dragons’ arrival, the head maid responds casually.
The temperature is well below freezing, yet she stands there in nothing but a bare apron—one that covers only her lower torso.
”…Shouldn’t she wear something?”
“It’s to demonstrate the principles of our Maid Corps to the subordinates.”
“There are no circumstances under which such a display is appropriate!?”
The Maid Corps serves Onyx, not me. There is absolutely no reason for them to engage in such shameless role-playing here. If they were serving me directly, one could fabricate reasons like “demonstrating absolute obedience,” but I am not their master. Of course, it’s true that I share an intimate physical relationship with the head maid, but that has nothing to do with the Maid Corps’ code of conduct.
…Just as I’m thinking these things, a formation led by several dragons under Lyra arrives, and guests begin disembarking from the “cabins” and carriages lowered onto the ground. As a service offering, the “cabins”—where passengers can sleep in three-tiered beds during transit—are classified as first class, while carriages are second class. With the number of cabins steadily increasing, there are now enough to replace all transportation with them. However, to avoid undervaluing the dragon flights, we’ve retained the carriage option for those seeking a more budget-friendly journey.
Most of those descending from the carriages are regular tourists. As they step onto the snow-covered streets of Polka and instinctively huddle against the biting cold, their eyes widen in disbelief upon seeing the head maid standing beside me, almost entirely naked.
”…Look at her. Before even questioning whether she fits the role of a maid, people will doubt her sanity.”
“You flatter me, my lord. A maid is one who obeys any unreasonable command for her master’s sake. Indeed, it is precisely by calmly accepting commands that trample upon female dignity that a maid fulfills her true purpose…♪”
“That’s not her true purpose—that’s just your personal kink!?”
Stop enjoying exposure while stripping away women’s dignity in front of me. No, I understand they’re a strange group who admire such things.
After guiding the general passengers from the palace toward the city center and taking a brief rest, we proceed to the dormitories within the palace. Those with prior experience staying here settle into their nests with practiced ease, while those making their first visit line up separately. Among them are newly recruited maids who recently applied through Onyx’s hiring drive, as well as relatives of Mr. Carlos—siblings, cousins, and so on. I’ve heard that a few even joined the same workplace as their parents, though most are complete strangers to everyone else.
These newcomers are first required to undergo formal greetings, lectures, and training sessions to properly learn how to conduct themselves within the palace. Well, I didn’t officially mandate this—but before I knew it, attending these sessions had become my own obligation too.
“These are this year’s new recruits. Out of a total of 20, 14 are arriving this time; the rest are scheduled to arrive next month or later.”
“I see… There are even non-dark elves among them.”
“We impose no racial restrictions on recruitment. That said, dark elf culture is quite difficult for other races to grasp. Unless someone is exceptionally capable, there’s little reason to deliberately hire outsiders for Onyx… but…”
“That means they’re excellent.”
“Yes… then, Midi, you introduce yourself first.”
“Yay! I’m Midi Rendis. Fifteen years old, human race—but actually, I have one-eighth ogre blood in me. So, I’m a little strong!”
As she stepped forward, the maid continued her self-introduction while smoothly removing parts of her uniform. “My measurements are 82-54-81 from top to bottom. As for sexual experience… none with partners, but my hymen was broken during masturbation. Ehehe.”
“Please also state your erogenous zones.”
“Honestly, I’m not too sure… probably the clitoris?”
“Very well.”
Once she finished speaking, she removed even her undergarments until she was nearly naked, then put back on her apron and maid headband before returning to her original position. Despite being right before my eyes—an old man like me—she spoke so casually and unapologetically.
Well, I had already asked about the nature of this place, and seeing the head maid in such a state right in front of me meant I’d long prepared myself mentally.
And with that as an opening, one after another, young maids composed of eighty percent dark elves and twenty percent others introduced themselves while changing clothes before my very eyes, leaving only their aprons covering what was essentially bare waists.
“Hazel. Thirteen years old. As you can see, I’m a dark elf. My measurements… I haven’t measured them yet, so just take a look.”
“I’m Erii. I joined on my mother’s recommendation; she’s been an oniix maid for all her life. She’s eighty-seven years old and very confident about her breasts!”
“I’m Anne Thunderstone. On my mother’s side, there’s a cat-beastfolk ancestor, making me a quarter. My tail… let me take it off now to show you. It’s like this—short and fluffy, kind of like a pom-pom… Oh, I’m fourteen years old.”
“My name is Kay. Twelve years old. Um, I’ve been asking my mom for a long time to let me become a maid, and finally this year… Ah, is that okay? Anyway, my measurements are 70-48-74…”
“I always wonder why everyone keeps stripping off when they’re only supposed to be introducing themselves.”
”?”
“No, I’m not saying anything strange here, am I? This isn’t the kind of question you’d look at me like that for, right?”
“Well, shouldn’t your lordship have the principle of wanting women as naked as possible whenever feasible?”
“Of course, I don’t deny having such desires! But these female slaves are more than willing to show themselves whenever asked, and I never intended to make it an obligation for the maids either! Besides, isn’t it a bit too much to expect even newly recruited girls to greet us with such perverted fetishes as a prerequisite? Come on, now!”
“Well, regarding that point, we explained during the job interview that this would take priority over regular duties, and only those daughters who accepted our terms were hired…”
“Priority over job duties.”
No way. That’s seriously fine. It won’t tarnish Oniix’s reputation as a place of refuge.
“If you apply for employment with the expectation of vacationing in Polka, sooner or later you’ll inevitably encounter environments like this…”
”…So including it under employee benefits means something like that?”
“In any case, all new recruits this time intend to inseminate your lordship during their vacations.”
When the head maid cast her gaze toward them, every young, nearly-naked new maid nodded in agreement. …They’ve truly become a group of perverts who just want to be teased under the guise of proper maid duties.
Sigh.
“Tell me two things.”
“Yes?”
“There are no direct brothers or nieces of Carlos among them, correct?”
The kind of scenario where pregnancy leads to serious trouble.
Well, even before that, since everyone seems naturally inclined toward sexual service, if I’m not careful, things could get out of hand. Even with dark elves using magic for contraception, there’s still a chance they might undo it on their own. “That won’t happen this time.”
“Good… …and my daughter isn’t here, is she?”
”…………”
“She’s right here!?”
She was. (It was Kei-chan.) I’d told her I couldn’t have sex with her, but she pushed so hard it became a real struggle. …So the Maid Corps has reached an era where even my daughter can join them now…
“You’re being sneaky, trying to get close to Andy underhandedly and then quietly establishing facts on the ground. That’s just cheap thinking.”
“If you tell Tark’s group that I came here specifically for sex, well, in the end, even Dad—who has no choice but to give it to me anyway—has some issues with it too.”
Elenia and Frena nodded in agreement. Lately, your opinions seem to align so well. Ah, I see. Since we were rivals before, acknowledging each other only strengthens our bond.
“It would feel infinitely better if you just openly made Dad submit to you.”
“Dad, no matter what, the excitement of sex with his own daughter is completely different…♪”
“W-wait, Frena! I don’t have any particular feelings about being your father, and I have no plans to put my penis inside any other daughters. It’s just that since I value both Elenia and Frena so much, realizing I’ve defiled them myself… it made me feel sad yet happy, causing all sorts of emotions to run wild.”
I’m too honest. But there’s no point in trying to cover it up now. We’re on the bed in the Smaysom household anyway; no one is listening. In the past, anyone could barge into this bedroom at will, but lately, inviolability has been enforced more strictly—only those I’ve brought here are allowed entry.
Well, since unrestricted orgies happen freely elsewhere in the palace anyway, everyone seems to be making a conscious effort to differentiate themselves from that.
“And what do you mean ‘make him submit’? Are you enjoying doing terrible things to Dad’s mind, Elenia?”
“Even Andy felt better having sex with me after realizing I was his daughter than someone who only found out later. I went at both of us non-stop.”
“That really is a bad thing!”
“People feel the most pleasure at the moment they forgive themselves for doing something they shouldn’t.”
She said that as if she understood.
”…That’s what Mommy Neia used to say.”
”…Don’t cross the line where it becomes hard to get angry!”
Yes, that’s exactly when Neia did something forbidden and then forgave herself—like when she decided to let her body be used by me, or when she chose to become a female slave. On her part, she was emotionally exhausted, unsure of good or bad, before drowning in immense pleasure and security. That must have been the greatest joy of her life.
“So Andy should just resist as much as she wants. After all, you can’t say terrible things to your daughter, so you’ll lose anyway…♪”
“Ugh… how evil…”
“Yaaah! Dad’s angry—♪ I’m going to be punished with his penis—♪”
While grinning like a little devil, Elenia effortlessly slipped out of her pajamas. Not to be outdone, Frena shed her pajama top and licked my nipples while caressing my penis.
“If you keep talking like this… I won’t put my penis inside girls who tease Dad too much.”
“No way! There’s no way Andy can resist having sex with me…♪”
“Carrying on like this…”
“Frena can’t be satisfied all by herself. That’s because she has a super-lecherous, tireless dad♪”
What a lustful and self-assured girl.
Then Frena looked up to argue back.
“I can be satisfied! I’m tougher than you!”
“No way, no way. You were still a virgin just the other day; there’s no way you could withstand Andy’s non-stop fucking.”
“Dad, let him show it to me too. If I say so, I can take as many rounds as he wants.”
She took off her soft, childlike pajamas from bottom to top and tossed them aside. Her daughter, still growing into womanhood, mounted him again. “Even if I faint… even if my pussy breaks… it’s okay…♪ Keep me plugged in until morning, pour your semen and cum all over me…♪ I’ve been born as a dedicated meat hole for Dad’s cock from the moment of birth, so show me how to use it…♪”
Insertion. The daughter pressed her own womb against her father’s breeding rod. ”…Aaaah.” I let out a groan tinged with regret. While being tossed about by the tightening movements of my lovely daughter’s female flesh, which had been gradually becoming accustomed to and stained by her father’s cock day after day…
Still, I bit my lip at the fact that I couldn’t deny what Elenia said. Frena, riding him with her mother’s fluffy hair bouncing, and Elenia, whose recently trimmed bob cut—only the left side longer—swayed near my ear as she smirked confidently, teasing her father.
Their vaginal holes. Their lips. Their anal openings. All of them were things I had been looking forward to… all while thinking I’d use every single one of their holes. It was true that I entered this room with those thoughts in mind. And it’s also true that I tried to divert my interest from the limbs of my own daughter, whose body I hadn’t known before, only to find myself fixated on them halfway through.
…One pussy hole alone won’t satisfy that desire.
”…Ah, the first ejaculation… Dad, you’re still too much…♪”
I gently hugged and praised my beloved daughter after she finished squeezing out the first load while riding him.
”…With this… I might get pregnant soon♪”
”…Are you using proper contraception?”
”…Heheh♪”
“Hey.”
“Secret… Besides, once it comes out, it doesn’t matter how many times today… right?♪”
“Are you really using contraception!? It’s not funny if Dad’s kid gets pregnant!?”
“Well, you can ask Mom Hilda tomorrow. Today… let’s go for a ‘pregnancy-inducing ejaculation,’ okay?”
There are two devils here. Devils in the form of my beloved daughters, each tempting his father’s downfall from different directions using their own female holes. “Papa♪ …Come inside me~♪” Elenia turned her ass toward me, slowly lowering her pajamas to expose her buttocks.
The scent of sex, the heat of desire, and the warmth of skin. The lewd voices of my daughters—voices I hadn’t even heard just a few months ago.
“Or do you prefer my ass? Daddy will let you do anything you want… ♪” Those words intoxicate me. It’s not just me—my daughters are getting drunk on it too.
“If you want to put it in your ass, just say so… ♪ I’d be fine with that too, Papa… ♪” Sweet and hot. The daughters, goading their father’s lust and eager to receive him, dance upon the bed. …Today again, I lose to them.
“Kei-chan?”
“Yes?”
”…Your father is me. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Fathers generally don’t show their penises to their daughters, let alone touch them or use them.”
“Klaudie-bocchi said, ‘My papa’s a weird papa, so forget all the usual stuff.’”
“Klau…!!!”
“Cosmos-san said, ‘There’s even an opinion that licking is safe.’”
“Cosmos-san…!!!”
”…Even Head Maid said, ‘Maidens should lick their master’s penis without hesitation.’”
“I finally realize that last one shouldn’t be taken as advice!?”
Besides, I’m not the one hiring you. No, this isn’t about telling you to lick Carlos-san’s penis.
“Let’s start with just a blowjob.”
”…”
“Please, Master.”
“No! Stop bowing down like that to your father! And it’s not ‘Master’!”
…Even though we’re in the Full-Nude Palace, I’m a weak papa who got defeated by my daughter kneeling naked before me and ended up with a blowjob.