Chapter 6 – Surprising massage

Chapter 6 – Surprising massage

I didn't find anything new in the paintings—just the same faces and flower. I start waving my tail to watch the light dance around the room instead. I simultaneously hope no one shows up and that somebody does. Every second that passes, anxiety builds. Will I truly not have to pleasure males today? Who bought my womb this time? Will I have more children than last time? All floating in my head as I dance the light through the room.

Finally, I hear it—the familiar click of heels. I still find it funny that all these fighters put on the most brutal shoes to move in. But women need to dress to impress. Seed, good seed at least, is hard to come by, so women group up; only the best get in. I don't know all the rules, but being a good fighter isn't enough to become a wife. It could make you a concubine for one of the wives, her bodyguard. Little luck, and you may get a child or be able to raise your lady's child as a mother. But for nobles, this won't carry on the family as they say. So they must impress the powerful when walking the street and at the stupid balls, somehow, that turned into walking, running, and dancing in stupidly large heels. It was hard enough doing that with my class helping me. I don't know how long the nobles practiced to get to my level, but they managed it.

These clacks are quiet, so a mage is most likely coming up. Ten clicks and the door starts to open. A smaller woman steps through, well, except for her breast. How she stood and moved showed she used to use a sword. She takes a glance around the room before staring me in the eyes.

"Are you told to move the light around? What magic is creating the light? Is it a spell or item?" She asks in quick succession. Her stare is digging into me.

"The light is just from my tail. I haven't tried to figure out what causes it to let off the light. And no, Mistress didn't ask me to move the light around so much. I just wanted a distraction." Answering most of her questions.

"I see, I see. Well, that is too bad. I would have loved to use it for a party. May I study your tail instead?"

"I don't think Mistress would let you do that for free, and I don't know what the cost would be. So you'll have to ask her."

"Some other time, maybe. The head wife came here last week and loved it, 'better than our maid,' she said. Are you the one who gave the message? I just returned from a long trip, made some coins, and thought this would be a good place to spend it."

"Yes, I'm the only one giving massages here for the last few years."

"Great, she said it was five gold coins," pulling some out of the air and gently setting them on the dark countertop.

"Yes, that is correct," continued the magic trick, making them disappear. An observer would wonder if the coin ever existed. I simply used a magic item to move the coin into Mistress's coin box. The noble could have done many things to cause the competing effect.

"This way, please," I said to the short one. She has a single red-skinned horn that tells me her race. Our heels start a beautiful rhythm as we walk down the hallway. The music fades as I open the door for my client. A short solo and the ritual begins.

"Would you like to bathe first?"

"Yes, please." Arms already up. We go through the same process I've done thousands of times.

After I remove her clothes, she gets into the bath. I retrieve the soap and begin on her back. Toned but lacking from what a warrior would have. Working down to her legs, I can feel their stress. None that go on missions can keep their legs stress-free. She seems like she has been busy. Her muscles show a lot of use and abuse. I note that for the massage. I'll be spending a lot of time working to loosen her legs. I finish with her chest, which is smaller than mine by a noticeable amount due to my recent growth spurt.

"Would you like me to use oils for the massage?" I ask as I dry her off and help her onto the table.

"Yes." She answers. I quickly grab them and get to work.

Her feet are calloused from her journeys but require little time for a masseuse. Making it to her legs, I start to work into her muscles. I also started up my erotic touch. I slowly increase the output as I work up her fine legs. Muffled moans come from her mouth as I finish up the calves and start her thighs. I have to keep my skills in check. I do need to complete the massage and not just have sex. I am working my hands into her ass, and she is still muffling the moans; I'm not sure why; she shouldn't be that aroused yet. Getting interested to see what is going on, I check her vulva and notice it is, in fact, a little wet. I start on her lower back, wondering if I need to lower my touch when she gets up.

Stunned by this, I freeze. She didn't come here to fuck the masseuse, so she shouldn't be getting up due to me going too slow.

"Yes, I always have some to give." Panting from the workout.

"Breed me, you're strong enough. My wife will be happy to welcome your children into the family. Pull your wings in first." She says, pulling the strapon out of my abused pussy.

"Yes, my lady," I say, trying to keep my legs up under me as I stand straight. I turn and help her out of the toy, and she takes my place over the table.

I line up my cock with her slit and push forward, slipping in quickly with all the precum and vaginal fluid we've made.

"Fast and hard bitch, don't think we can go easy just cause we switched places."

"Of course, Ma'am," I say, speeding up, making her ass red from my hips. "Do you wish me to take my time or finish fast?" I have reasonable control over my dick when it is the only part of me being used.

"Don't think about it, just worry about enjoying breeding this pussy," is what she manages from the moans. I feel her cervix with each slap of her ass.

I do as I'm told and let what happens happen. Her ass is slowly getting redder as each slap from my hip happens. Her moans are becoming a regular visitor to my ears now. My mouth produces many sounds from all the sensations I'm having.

Fifteen minutes is how long it takes for me to finish deep inside her. "Would you permit me to check if we conceived?" I ask, not sure how serious she was about the breeding.

"Please," she says just before her eyes close and falls asleep.

I stabilizer her then check her status. I manage to see it switch from ovulating to pregnant. I send some mana into her womb to help the zygote implant correctly. It is rare for me to know I have conceived a child, so I do all I can to help it along, knowing I likely won't ever see the children or even the mother again.

She is fully asleep now. I decided to finish the massage, needing to clean my milk off the table. I focused deep and used my mana to clean it off. I leave my semen for the orphans to clean, move the noble onto the table, and go back to working on her lower back. I check if her legs need help again, they seem fine. So, I just give them a quick run before flipping her over and starting on her front.

I finish quickly, playing with her breasts a little before waking her up to change and leave.

"I feel wonderful. Thank you for finishing the massage," her hand going through my hair, "I had a lovely time with you."

"I enjoyed this very much as well," I respond, holding the door for her. "I hope you can come back in a few months, and I can relieve some of the pregnancy stress."

"You got me pregnant, huh? Well, my wife will be happy to welcome a child into the family for the price of a massage. Thanks for all of this; you're a wonderful partner. I'm surprised you've lasted here so long. Even a princess would like to buy you for her harem," she says, clicking her heels and sending me into a hypnotized state.

"I have a deal with Mistress," I say without thought.

"I'm Glad she is honoring it. With how good you are, you must constantly get offers. See you again. I'll try to convince my wife to tag team with you in a few months."

"I'll be waiting for the night. I'll most likely have a bigger belly than you. So take it easy on me."

"I'll see," she says, walking out of the building.