The dragon service between Polka and Tark operates on a round-trip basis, roughly once a month. We could increase the frequency if we wanted, but it was decided—primarily by Tetes and Irina—that anything more would constitute an excessive display of power. A monthly schedule is considered the limit. Even though we veil ourselves in phantoms to avoid startling strangers, frequent comings and goings might lead neighboring cities to suspect we’re up to something. Celesta is far from a monolithic bloc, so even trivial details can become a spark for conflict. Well, I stop by several other cities regularly anyway, so Tark isn’t the only connection that matters. Plus, the frequency is just right for vacations, so things have been going smoothly so far.
Besides regular tourists, quite a few members of the Onyx Maid Corps and affiliates of “Cosmos Honpo” arrive on this scheduled flight.
In particular, dozens of Maids are always stationed in Polka. You’d worry it might hinder their main duties, but apparently, over the last few years, two months of vacation per year in Polka has been formally integrated into their benefits package. Consequently, they hire staff assuming this arrangement.
“A vacation in a snow country… is that really that appealing to desert Dark Elves?”
“It’s irrelevant if one stays within the Palace,” the Head Maid replied nonchalantly as I looked up at the sky from the Palace’s internal takeoff and landing pad, waiting for the dragon’s arrival.
The temperature was below freezing, yet she wore nothing but a naked apron. Moreover, it was the waist-down-only kind.
”…How about putting on some clothes?”
“To demonstrate the conduct expected of Maids to my subordinates.”
“That’s not exactly conduct you need to demonstrate in any sense!?”
The Maid Corps is the “Maid Corps serving Onyx,” not mine.
There’s no reason whatsoever for her to engage in such shameless, nearly naked exhibitionism here.
One could argue that since she serves me in form if not fact, showing absolute submission is required, but I am not a Master.
Of course, it is a fact that we have an intimate physical relationship, but I feel that has nothing to do with the Maid Corps’ code of conduct.
…By the time I finished saying that, a squadron of dragons led by Lyra had arrived, and passengers began disembarking one after another from the “cabins” and carriages.
As a business model, sleeping in a bunk bed while being transported constitutes First Class (“cabin”), while the carriage is Second Class.
The number of “cabins” has grown steadily to a sufficient quantity, and we could make all transport via “cabins,” but to avoid devaluing the dragon service too much and to provide an affordable option for those who wish to travel budget-friendly, the carriage plan remains available.
Mostly general passengers come off the carriages. Upon landing in snowy Polka, at the very moment they are trying to shrink away from the biting cold, they look up to see the Head Maid standing nearly naked beside me, and their eyes refuse to believe what they’re seeing.
”…See? Before anything else about ‘Maid conduct,’ your sanity is being questioned as a person.”
“If you please, Master. A Maid is one who swallows any unreasonable command for her Master’s sake. No, rather, the true aim of a Maid is to stoically accept commands that trample upon a woman’s dignity… ♪”
“That’s not your ‘true aim,’ it’s just your perverted preference!?”
Stop enjoying exposure while pretending I’ve stripped you of your female dignity.
No, I get it—there’s a weird collective out there who idolizes that kind of thing, though.
We managed to guide the general passengers from the Palace toward the city proper, and then we caught our breath.
Separating ourselves from the experienced veterans who headed off to their usual quarters in the Palace with practiced ease, a row of Maids stood before us—those visiting for the first time this trip.
These were new applicants to Onyx’s recruitment, or perhaps relatives of Carlos’… I’ve heard that occasionally, children of existing Maid Corps members join their parents at work, but mostly, these faces were entirely unfamiliar.
These women are obligated to first receive proper greetings, lectures, and training sessions to ensure they understand how to behave while staying in this Palace.
I didn’t mandate it, but somehow, participating in these ceremonies became my obligation too.
“They are this year’s newcomers. Fourteen of the twenty total are joining us this time, with the rest scheduled to arrive from next month onward.”
“I see. …There are some who aren’t Dark Elves among them.”
“We do not restrict applications by race. That said, Dark Elf culture is complex for other races. We wouldn’t go out of our way to hire non-Dark Elves at Onyx unless they were exceptionally capable, but…”
“Then they must be excellent.”
“Yes. …Middy, please introduce yourself.”
“Hee~y. I’m Middy Landis. I’m fifteen, human, but actually a quarter Ogre on my mom’s side〜 I’m a little strong for my size.”
As she spoke, the Maid advancing to speak casually began stripping off her maid uniform while continuing her introduction.
“My three sizes are 82-54-81. Male experience is… none, but I busted my hymen with masturbation, hehe.”
“State your sensitive zones as well.”
“To be honest, I’m not entirely sure, but… probably the clitoris.” “Very good.” Before she finished speaking, she had stripped off her undergarments to leave herself nearly naked, and finally put on her apron and maid’s headdress before returning to her original position. Despite being right in front of an old man like me, she was surprisingly nonchalant about it. I suppose she would have known what kind of place this was from the start, and seeing the Head Maid standing there in that sort of state, she must have already steeled herself for it long ago. And with her as the starting point, young maids—eighty percent Dark Elves and twenty percent others—successively introduced themselves while changing into nearly naked outfits consisting only of aprons over their hips, right before my eyes.
“Heysel. Thirteen years old. A Dark Elf, as you can see. My three sizes are… I haven’t measured them, so just look directly.” “Hi, I’m Elly~ I joined on my mom’s recommendation after working as a maid at Onyx all along~ I’m an eighty-seven-year-old Dark Elf~ and I’m pretty confident about my tits~” “I’m Anne Thorsen. My mother’s side has a feline beastkin, making me a quarter-blood. My tail is… I’ll take it off right now to show you. It’s like this, short and fluffy with a pom-pom feel, but… ah, I’m fourteen years old.” “My name’s Kai. I’m twelve years old. Um, I’ve been asking my mama for a while if I could be a maid too, and finally this year… Ah, you don’t want to hear that, do you? Um, my three sizes are 70, 48, and 74…”
“It’s always on my mind: why is everyone stripping when I only asked for introductions?”
”?”
“I mean, I didn’t say anything weird, right? That wasn’t a question that warranted that kind of look, was it?”
“No sir, the Master has always held the philosophy that ‘he wants women to be naked as much as possible,’ hasn’t he?”
“I don’t deny having such wishes! And while my female slaves are more than happy to show me their nudes whenever they want, I haven’t made it an obligation for the maids!? Plus, isn’t it ridiculous—at this point—to have these newly hired girls make introductions based on the premise of my perverted tendencies!”
“No sir, regarding that matter, we explain that specific condition during the job interview stage with priority over the general duties. We only hire daughters who have fully understood and accepted those terms…”
“Priority over the general duties.”
Seriously, is that okay? Isn’t Onyx’s reputation going to suffer for it?
“If you take a job in Polka hoping for a vacation, sooner or later you will be exposed to this kind of environment…”
”…Incorporating that into the employee benefits… so that’s what you mean…”
“Anyway, all of the new hires this time are women who intend to have their master breed them while they are on vacation.”
At the Head Maid’s glance, the nearly naked young new maids all nodded in agreement.
…We’ve seriously turned into a collective of perverts using maid duties as an excuse to play dirty tricks.
I let out a heavy sigh.
“Just tell me two things.”
“Yes.”
“None of you here are Carlos’ direct siblings or nieces, right?”
The scenario where he impregnates them and everything becomes a huge mess.
Well, that’s beside the point since we’re talking about whether they’ll get pregnant in the first place, but everyone assumes they will provide sexual service naturally, so if I’m not careful, anything could happen. With Dark Elves, there are cases where they think they’ve used magic for contraception, but end up undoing it themselves.
“No, that is not the case this time.”
“Good. …And none of you are my daughters, right?”
”…”
“You ARE?!”
There was one. (It was Kai-chan.)
I had a hard time because she persisted massively after I told her we couldn’t have sex with her.
…It’s the era where even my daughters end up joining the maid corps, huh…
“Trying to sneak up on Andi under wraps and just assume things by creating fait accompli—that’s really a shrewd thought process.” “If they say, ‘I came here to have sex with you,’ to Talq’s group, I think there’s also a problem with the father who ends up screwing them anyway, no matter what excuses are made.” Elenia and Frena nodded in agreement. You guys really agree on things a lot lately, huh.
So, is this the type where rivals from before grow closer and their bond strengthens because they now recognize each other?
“It would be so much more satisfying if you could honestly and properly make Papa submit to you.”
“But Dad, even with all that going on, the excitement of fucking his daughter is just completely different, huh~♪”
“N-No, stop it, Frena. It’s not like I treat her differently because she’s my daughter or anything, and I have no intention of ramming my dick into other girls. I simply held Elenia and you both dear, so… I was sad that I corrupted myself, but also a little happy about it, and my emotions just ran wild.”
I’m being way too honest.
But there’s no use pretending now.
We’re on the bed in the Smythson residence. No one else is listening.
In the past, anyone could barge into this bedroom anytime they wanted, but lately it’s become somewhat sacrosanct, with an emerging rule that only the girls I bring home are allowed to enter.
Perhaps everyone is aware of the distinction because they can always do whatever they want in the palace with no rules and accepting all comers anyway.
“Also, what do you mean by ‘make him submit’? Do you enjoy doing cruel things to Papa’s spirit, Elenia?”
“Andy would have felt better violating someone knowing clearly they were his daughter than finding out later that it was her, right? I did it repeatedly with both me and Frena.”
“That’s really wrong!”
“See, the moment when a person allows themselves to do what they shouldn’t is the most satisfying part.”
She acts like she knows exactly what she’s talking about.
”…That’s what Neia Mom said.”
”…The line where it’s hard to get angry!”
Right, the moments Neia allowed herself to do things she shouldn’t were probably when she decided to give me her body or when she decided to become a female slave.
Subjectively, she must have been so mentally exhausted that she could no longer distinguish good from bad, only to drown in ultimate pleasure and relief afterwards; naturally, that must have been the greatest pleasure of her life.
“So Andy should just resist to his heart’s content. He’ll lose anyway because he can’t say cruel things to his daughter, you know~♪”
“Ugh… how wicked.”
“Eeeh! Papa got angry~♪ I’m gonna get punished in the penis hole~♪”
Elenia smiled with a mischievous grin, truly embodying a little devil, as she casually slipped her pajamas off her shoulder.
Not to be outdone, Frena threw away her top and licked my nipples while stroking my dick.
“If I keep letting you talk like that… I don’t think I’ll put my dick into girls who bully Papa so much.”
“No way. There’s no way Andy can last without screwing me, right~♪”
“You’re really getting carried away…”
“Frena wouldn’t be able to satisfy herself alone. He’s just a super-perverted, sex-obsessed Papa~♪”
What a lustful and confident girl.
And Frena looked up to retort.
“I’ll definitely be satisfied! I’m sturdy, unlike you!”
“No way, no way. You were still a virgin until recently, how could you possibly endure Andy’s continuous hardcore sex?”
“Papa. Show that woman. Tell her I can take however many times she wants.”
She threw off the rest of her soft-material, childlike pajamas and straddled me again, my daughter who was still developing as a female.
“I don’t care if I pass out… even if my pussy breaks… it’s okay~♪ Let’s screw non-stop until morning, pouring your semen into me thickly~♪ I’ve been Papa’s dick-exclusive flesh hole since the moment I was born, so use me to the fullest~♪”
Penetration.
My daughter pressed her own uterus against her father’s impregnating stick of her own will.
”…Hmpf.”
I let out a low groan, tinged with regret, while…
Tossed around by the squeezing movements of my lovely daughter’s female flesh, which I could feel inside Frena’s vagina, growing day by day as she herself stained and acclimated to her father’s dick.
Yet even so, I bit my lip at the fact that I couldn’t fully deny what Elenia was saying.
Frena, shaking her mother’s fluffy hair as she rocked her hips in the rider position, and Elenia, swaying her recently trimmed bob—which was only long on the left side—against my ear, teasing me with an air of supreme confidence.
Their vaginal openings. Their lips. Their assholes.
I had genuinely been looking forward to using every last one of them, working them raw until they were nothing but used-up holes, when I stepped into this room.
I was certainly trying to look away from the sight of my daughters’ bodies, those sights that had become burned into my memory in a half-assed attempt at catharsis, details I’d never known existed before now.
One dick couldn’t possibly satisfy all that.
“H-ah… my first orgasm… Dad, you’re still leaking way too much… ♪”
I gently hugged my daughter, who had just squeezed out her first load in the rider position, and offered a word of praise.
“…With this much… I feel like I could get pregnant any second ♪”
“…We’re taking proper precautions, right?”
“…Hehe ♪”
“Oi.”
“Secret. Besides, once you come out that first time, it’s the same no matter how many times you shoot today, isn’t it…? ♪”
“You are actually using protection, right?! I mean, it’s not a joke to get your own daughter pregnant!?”
“We can ask Mom Hilda to check on it tomorrow, right? For today… why don’t we just aim for the creampie and come out all in? ”
There were two devils here.
Devil-daughters who used their own holes to lure their father into further degradation, each pulling from a different angle.
“Pa-pa ♪ …Thrust it i-i-in ♪”
Elenia turned her back to me, slowly sliding down her pajamas to baring her ass.
The stench of sex, the heat of lust, the warmth of her skin.
My daughters, whose lewd voices were things I hadn’t even heard of a few months ago.
“Or do you want it in your ass? If it’s Papa, I’ll let you do anything… ♪”
All of that intoxicating stuff.
It wasn’t just me who was drunk on it. My daughters were getting drunk too.
“If you want to use my ass, just say so… ♪ It’s fine with me too, Dad… ♪”
Sweetly, hotly.
Daughters who fanned their father’s lust and begged to be drenched in it, dancing upon the bed.
…I lost to that again today.
“Kee-chan.”
“Yes.”
“…Your father is me. You understand that?”
“Yes.”
“Fathers generally don’t show their dick to their daughters, let them touch it, or bang them.”
“Claudio-bochan said, ‘My Papa’s a weird dad, so you can forget about general rules.’”
“Claus-ss…!!”
“Cosmos-san said, ‘There are views that consider licking to be safe.’”
“Cosmos-san’—you’re kidding me!!!”
“The head maid also said that maids don’t hesitate to lick their master’s crotch.”
“You must realize that opinion isn’t one we should use as a reference!?”
And the person hiring you isn’t me. No, this isn’t about having Carlos-san’s dick licked.
“For starters, just do some fellatio.”
”…………” “Please, Master.” “No! Stop with the face-planting submission to your father! And don’t call me ‘Master’!” …Even if it was a Full Nudity Palaces, I am a weak dad who lost to my daughter’s naked face-plant and got dragged into giving her a blowjob.