I particularly enjoy the moment when a girl slips down her panties, but I also have a fondness for watching her put on stockings. There’s no denying that seeing those dark-skinned elf feet of hers being slowly pulled into white stockings, glistening with allure, sends a thrill through me.
Well, to be honest, it’s absolutely blissful when a girl is completely naked and clinging to me like that. But I also think there’s great meaning in girls dressing up—it’s an act meant to please men.
”…Master is looking at my feet with bad eyes.”
“Bad eyes? Hah!? Shouldn’t you’ve been more wary when I was always naked!?”
“No, no. Thinking ‘Ah, I want to shove my dick deep inside her’ while looking at me is a very healthy perspective. It’s other fetishistic gazes that are problematic. They’re pointless.”
As she said this, Kay-chan curled her legs wrapped in stockings. She’s one of the Onyx Maid Corps and also my daughter—a troubled child. The trouble lies in the fact that, despite being my daughter, she shares the difficult desire of the Onyx Maids: to be used by Master as a sex-processing maid. And after countless attempts where she forcibly tried to offer her virginity to me, I eventually gave in and allowed it up to the point of sex. Fortunately, contraceptive magic is active, so we’re safe. For now, we haven’t quite crossed the worst possible line of “impregnating my daughter.”
…Just like Elenia and Frena, she seems eager to get pregnant, but I can’t go along with that. Absolutely not.
Since arriving at Vaper Palace, she’s been almost entirely naked, but now she’s putting on clothes out of necessity. The reason? She’s being sent back to the Baron’s estate for further maid training.
“I don’t mind if you treat me as your personal sex toy from now on, Papa.”
“That won’t do, Kay.”
The head maid of the Onyx Corps adjusted her large glasses with a sharp click and spoke calmly.
“As maids, we must first perform our duties thoroughly before casually serving as Master’s sex toy—that is the pride of our Onix. A useless sex toy is no different from a mere prostitute. In fact, wouldn’t it be better to accept being ranked far below even the main profession at Cosmos Emporium due to inferior skills?”
“That’s…”
“If you ask, there are already several of Master’s daughters working at Cosmos Emporium. If you’re placed alongside them, there will be no basis for anyone to prioritize using your vagina just because it’s lustful. Is that acceptable to you?”
“Aaaah.”
I stepped in right then.
While casually grabbing the exposed breasts of the head maid, who had been completely bare all along.
“Ahnn…”
“I want to clarify a misunderstanding. Sending Kay-chan to the Baron’s estate isn’t about adding value as a sex-toy maid or anything like that. It also has the purpose of expanding her social connections and providing proper vocational training. After all, Kay-chan is supposed to live much longer than I do.”
Kay-chan seems to be somewhat cherished within the Onyx Maid Corps, but she doesn’t have many interactions with my other children or the general residents of Polka. Well, there’s some mysterious sense of solidarity between her and Elenia and Frena, who also offered their virginities to me. Elenia and Frena’s mothers are veteran female slaves (now treated as such by Nea), so they’ve received plenty of love and education here in Polka and have the freedom to choose any career path—or none at all. But Kay-chan hasn’t even clearly told us who her mother is among the maid corps members (and it’s almost certain her mother isn’t officially a female slave), and she doesn’t seem inclined to be elevated to special treatment like Elenia and Frena. So, at the very least, I want to make sure she receives solid vocational training as a maid.
For the Onyx Maid Corps to pursue the path of erotic maids is highly problematic in terms of their children’s future prospects. Well, someone might retort that since I’m the lowest-of-the-low father who shoved my dick inside them, how dare I talk about their children’s futures—but setting that aside, it would be wrong not to equip a daughter who might live for a thousand years with basic life skills.
Being raised in the Onyx Maid Corps isn’t necessarily an unfortunate upbringing compared to others. In Celesta, various customs are left unchecked—or rather, tolerated—so education is often severely neglected, and some children are forced into impoverished lives from birth. However, by making friends with Trot people, I hope her narrow world will expand, which might soften these extreme values a bit.
Moreover, capable maids can find work anywhere. Of course, skills in cooking, laundry, and cleaning are essential, but if she also learns proper etiquette sufficient to work without issue in a Trot noble’s estate, she won’t struggle to make a living. Kay-chan is a half-dark elf, so her good looks are guaranteed.
By the way, considering I was sent to apprentice as a blacksmith at age ten, this isn’t too early for her either.
“Papa, is it okay if the Baron touches me in a lewd way?”
“No, first of all, being hired as a maid isn’t inherently lewd. The Baron may be lustful, but he’s not quite that depraved to lay hands directly on an adopted child.”
There’s no denying there’s a chance someone might peek at you while you change or bathe, but well, if you’re living in Polka, that’s pretty much the norm. What’s truly outrageous is the current situation where your own father has been making you show him your pussy full-time and even letting him fuck you.
“I’ve done my best to give Kay adequate training as a maid… uh, ah♪”
“In that case, just demonstrate your skills to her heart’s content at the Baron’s estate. If everyone knows Kay’s a capable worker, I’ll be proud.”
As I send her off, making excuses while squeezing and kneading her ample breasts from behind, my priority is clear: get her out there and make some friends. Oh, friends are fine—but no boyfriends yet. Well, if she suddenly brought one home, I’d probably have to go through a hell of an internal struggle before reluctantly accepting it. Can I really accept it? Maybe not.
As a father, I want my daughter to walk the path of proper happiness. But can I truly accept her being taken by another man? It’s difficult. And honestly, as a man who’s already held her once, there’s that selfish desire too—not wanting some other guy to steal her away. Up until recently, I barely even knew she existed, which made it hard for me to act like her father. But in the end, that distance only fueled my possessiveness.
I’m the worst. But then again, isn’t this just human nature?
While lost in all these thoughts and worries, I slide my cock into the head maid without asking for permission.
Seeing this, Kay swells slightly.
“Don’t you have a fatherly heart to bless your daughter’s first day on the job with an internal ejaculation, Papa?”
“That kind of blessing is something parents absolutely shouldn’t do in general!”
As I bounce her plump body up and down, I poke holes in Kay’s twisted values. …Later, when I casually suggested to Rantz that having a father give his daughter an internal ejaculation before her first day as a maid would make for a great erotic story, he kicked me after saying, “There’s a risk readers’ll get too limp before reaching the second half because your punches are too strong. Listen: just piling on intense smut doesn’t work. You need to warm up the scene slowly, or all you’ll leave behind is an impression of madness.”
As a creator, I’m glad things are progressing smoothly. At least as an erotic story enthusiast.
A few days later… I wonder how it’s going, so I visit the Baron’s estate. There are quite a few elves and cat-girls coming and going from the estate. While they report that everything is running smoothly, as the father who sent her off, I can’t help but worry whether she’s truly doing well.
After all, she’s only twelve. Even though people do start working at this age in society, she’s still young enough to be given tasks where failure is acceptable as an apprentice. Is she really managing well? Is she tired from dealing with unfamiliar social dynamics… I fidget anxiously while searching for her. …Since I’m not used to seeing her without clothes, it’s hard to spot her.
I happen to meet Fennel halfway and beckon her over, speaking in a whisper.
Just so you know, I’m sneaking a peek. If an elf hears me talking normally, they’ll hear me through just one or two doors.
“What’s the matter, Master?”
“During work hours, ‘Master’ refers to the Baron, right? No, I mean that—how is Kay doing?”
“She’s fine. She was a bit stiff on the first day, but she’s honest and endearing, so everyone dotes on her. Besides, there are no other dark elf maids around.”
“Oh, really?”
“There are plenty in the palace, but almost all of them are dedicated ‘Master-only hole maids.’”
“Please stop using such vulgar language! Since Onyx, the head maid, has some weird hobbies, Kay’s started calling herself her daughter’s sex toy or something equally embarrassing.”
“Direct terms excite those being addressed more than obscure euphemisms.”
“I won’t deny it when the mood calls for it, but…”
It’s midday at the Baron’s estate, isn’t it? …That was the conversation we were having when I failed to notice the presence behind me.
“It’s been a while, Lord Smyson.”
”!”
Thinking who it could be, I turned around to find a woman with black hair and a calm demeanor standing there.
Her age is hard to tell; she looks young yet carries an air of maturity befitting someone of considerable years.
“Hmm, who was that again?” I almost asked Fennel for an introduction, but barely managed to hold back, frantically turning my thoughts over until it clicked—Ah!
It’s been about three years since we last met.
“Mireille.” “Heheh. The effects of this spring water are truly remarkable. Even past thirty, my skin is still so smooth!” Whenever I see her, she’s dressed in a maid’s uniform. And while her hairstyle was a short bob three years ago, now it flows loosely down to cover her back. Given that the spring waters have apparently rejuvenated her, it’s hardly surprising. Mireille, who once served as head maid of the Neumann household—Anzerus’s family home—secretly became pregnant through an affair with me (the paternity was confirmed by Apple using divination magic) and eventually divorced her original husband. I’ve never yet had the chance to meet the child she bore during that time. In the end, after stepping down as head maid, Linda entrusted her with part of the business, launching her debut as a female merchant destined to carry forward the next generation of Sylphid. She’d been largely absent from the Neumann estate in the capital for quite some time.
“I came here to take the waters on the way to handling some Granch-related work, and I brought my daughter along.”
“Oh! So it’s a girl?”
“Yes. She’s adorable. Since I worked as a maid until a few years ago, she says that when she grows up, she wants to become a maid too.”
“So it’s meant to be an hereditary profession…?”
“If she really wants to do it, there’s no harm in letting her.”
Well, actually, I think it would be more natural for her to take over the merchant business.
Linda herself seems quite impressed, saying things like, “She’ll turn out to be a capable one.”
…Mireille leaned close to my ear, her lips brushing near mine.
“And she’s even told me that when she grows up, she wants to give her virginity to Papa too…♪”
“Wait. What are you telling me?”
“That’s exactly the problem. The Neumann household has satisfied countless women so thoroughly in the past. While Lady Linda is strict toward thieves and rioters, she happily leaves it to servants’ children to play freely in the vast garden…♪”
…Could it be that I was sometimes caught engaging in extramarital affairs within that mansion?
No, did Mireille know and simply let it slide? What kind of parent does that make her?
Well, I can’t really say anything about parenting anyway.
“Come on, look at that girl over there…♪”
Where Mireille pointed, a young girl with hair similar to mine was cheerfully laughing with Kay-chan while helping carry in laundry.
She was dressed in a maid’s uniform.
Noticing my mother and me, she ran over excitedly, waving her hand energetically.
“Mama!! …Um, uh… Lord Smyson!”
”…No, ‘Dad’ is fine?” After all, even though we’re meeting for the first time on my end, it felt awkward to be called “Miss” by my own daughter. So I quickly asked her to call me “Dad.”
Kay-chan next door also seemed noticeably brighter than usual. Meeting a friend who clicked with me… or maybe a sister figure—wasn’t this a good influence? I thought so, but then—
“Dad makes you more excited!”
“Eh? Really? Then… Dad♪”
“Wait, Kay-chan. That kind of ear-punching is inappropriate.”
What was that “then” about anyway?
“My name’s Monne! Please give me a vibrator!”
“Rejected!!!”
“Eh!?”
How could I possibly laugh hysterically at my real daughter saying something like that right after meeting her? Especially in broad daylight.
But Monne-chan looked genuinely shocked.
“What kind of upbringing are you giving her, Mirey!?”
“Well, it’s complicated…”
Mirey shrugged her shoulders.
Fennel bent down to the two little maids with a gentle smile.
“Talking about things like that before dark would be improper.”
“Understood!”
“Oh, I see…”
Wait, hold on. That’s not even the issue. Even after dark, some things are just off-limits.
“In any case, how in the world do you raise your child to say ‘Please give me a vibrator’!!”
“Oh, that part is my doing.”
Kay-chan raised her hand smoothly.
You?
“It seems like vibrators aren’t much of a concept in Trotteria. But they’re secretly popular in Onyx…”
“That’s not the point! How many times do I have to tell you that it’s inappropriate for a father to do that kind of thing!?”
“Monne’s mother and stepfather separated due to… well, let’s just say there was a mismatch in their sexual compatibility—or rather, a lack of vigor on his part. So naturally, only Dad’s penis would suffice for someone as lustful as Monne.”
“There were so many maids acting all flustered! Only a dad could do that kind of thing, right!?”
”…Well, there aren’t no others besides me… probably… I guess…”
I didn’t know anything about other sex maniacs, so my gaze drifted to tomorrow.
Troubled, I looked at Mirey and Fennel for help with my eyes, but they smiled seductively.
“I’m unaware of anything beyond my master’s charms♪”
“What a pity. Since you’re here, may we invite both of you—and your daughter—to the rumored ‘Sex Palace’…♪”
“It’s the Vapeer Palace…”
Once their morals have completely vanished, common sense no longer applies to those women. I was supposed to reconnect Kei-chan with the normal world… but…
“Your dad’s penis is truly amazing, Papa! It flies!”
“It flew…♪”
“I thought this was a heartwarming scene, only to find you two engaged in lewd talk…”
“But it’s me!”
“I also love talking about such things!♪”
The number of self-proclaimed “daughter dildos” has increased again.