Having scrubbed every nook and cranny of Eleonora’s insides with his cock-brush, Rafe led her out of the bathroom. Eleonora was staggering, unable to think straight, her mind completely melted by the overwhelming pleasure she had been forced to endure since first thing in the morning at bathroom.

"I apologize... I should have attended to Master’s bath properly..."

"Is that really necessary?"

"It’s not about necessity! As Master’s sex slave, it is only natural that I—"

"You’re going to be covered in cum every morning for the rest of your life anyway. It’s not like today is the only day."

"Aaaahn...♥"

How could he speak such sweet words?!

"Haaanngh... This sow has had her heart stolen by Master all over again...♥"

"Stop trembling and get a grip. Since you skipped out on bath duty, what’s the next thing you need to do?"

It was true that she was in love!

Eleonora gave a goofy, slack-jawed smile, claiming this too was a form of Master’s love. Then, just as she had done on the bed earlier, she crawled slowly toward Rafe’s feet with the sultry gait of a cat in heat.

Of course, she had her gaping, twitching pussy open in air, but since the intent was seduction from the start, her posture hardly mattered.

She reached Rafe’s feet and planted a kiss—Smooch—leaving a mark of her submission once more. Immediately, she began to slither up his legs like a snake climbing a tree, her hands groping his thighs as she buried her nose into his crotch, sniffing deeply.

Sniff, Sniff.

"As Master’s exclusive pussy... I must use this meat-vessel, now pristine thanks to your cock-brush, to relieve Master’s sexual urges..."

For the record, his cock was currently concealed beneath a thin pair of boxer briefs.

Eleonora opened her mouth to pull his underwear down immediately, but contrary to her expectations, Rafe pressed a finger firmly against her forehead.

"Aah...?!"

"You might have had your fill this morning, but I haven’t eaten yet. Even if you are a sex slave, if you’re a slave, what should you be doing?"

"Huh? Huuhhh?"

Blink, Blink.

Eleonora blinked stupidly for a moment, her gaze darting between Rafe and the kitchen, then back to Rafe and the kitchen. She pointed a finger at herself.

Rafe nodded, confirming her suspicion as if to say, "Yes, exactly what you’re thinking."

"Can’t do it?"

"N-No, no, no, n-no?! There is no way I cannot do it! I am Master’s perfect Sow! I have a duty to respond to any of Master’s demands, and I am a loyal exclusive pussy-slave who must never cease her service! If Master desires it, cooking is... is nothing...?!"

Whoosh—!

Eleonora immediately scrambled toward the kitchen on all fours.

Crash! Clang! Thud!

"..."

Less than three seconds after she crawled into the kitchen, a series of deafening roars erupted, allowing anyone to easily deduce the chaos unfolding within. Rafe, who had been looking forward to "a meal cooked by a woman other than his mother," hurriedly chased after Eleonora.

"What the hell! Why did you slice through the cutting board?!"

"W-Wasn’t it a wooden board meant for testing the sharpness of a blade?!"

Didn’t someone once say that perfection cannot exist in this world?

Furthermore, who could have known? That the leading female knight, who fearlessly swung her sword in the heart of enemy lines, wouldn’t be able to handle a single kitchen knife.

Time flowed on. After barely managing to clean up the disaster zone Eleonora had created, Rafe sat at the dining table with a haggard face, chewing on a piece of plain bread. Eleonora was kneeling in a corner of the kitchen, hands raised in punishment, sniffling.

"You called yourself a perfect sow, but I didn’t expect you to be unable to handle a knife in the kitchen."

"Sniff...wahhh...sniff."

Facing the neatly bisected cutting board, Eleonora shed thick tears, unable to offer any excuse.

Of course, while the mess was clearly Eleonora’s fault, Rafe thought he should have been a bit more cautious.

’Right. Even if her childhood is a mystery, she’s lived her whole life being served by others. I heard she lived in a massive mansion in the capital with dozens of maids. When would she have ever done housework?’

Moreover, during her time wandering as a vagrant, she likely carried preserved foods like jerky or bought meals at inns and taverns rather than cooking for herself.

He couldn’t say he was blameless for blindly challenging her with housework without considering these circumstances.

"Put your hands down and come here."

"Yes..."

Sulking...

"To disappoint Master like this... I am disqualified as a Sow Knight..."

Far from serving Master a delicious breakfast, she had only caused an accident. The guilt made it impossible for her to lift her head.

To make matters worse, she had even been made to stand with her hands up like a child being punished.

Eleonora approached Rafe, her body swaying limply.

Normally, she would have seduced Master, begging for punishment, but this time was different. That was always done because she wanted to be punished, purely as a part of her sexual service.

But what she had done now was a genuine mistake—one that delayed her Master, who was trying to leave for work, and held him back. It was a blunder that truly made her unworthy of being a slave.

’Useless bitch! Foolish bitch! An ignorant bitch who only knows how to swing a sword!’

She couldn’t bear to lift her face. No, she was a sinner. She was a wicked pig who should bury her head in the ground right now and beg Master to execute her.

Just as Eleonora was about to kneel beside Rafe to beg for a harsh penalty for her incompetence, she felt a tug on the chain leash that crossed between her breasts. She slowly lifted her head at his touch.

"Come here and sit."

"Yes... Ah?"

But as soon as she got close to him, she noticed Rafe’s underwear rolling on the floor—when had he taken them off?

And if that wasn’t enough, just like yesterday, he sat with his legs spread wide, his cock standing erect and proud between them. Eleonora’s mouth gaped open like a goldfish, at a loss for words.

"You can’t serve a meal, so that can’t be helped. But your pussy is edible, right?"

"Y-Yeeeessss! With this pussy, I will wholeheartedly—no, I will serve my delicious pussy and womb to Master’s cock-samaaa!!"

"Aaaah... Master. Not only do you forgive this useless me, but you bestow such overflowing grace...?!"

What a kind and benevolent Master he was!

Eleonora was so overjoyed and moved that, without a shred of falsehood, she shed thick tears of gratitude. She climbed on top of Rafe and, with all her might, slammed her pussy down onto his cock.

SQUELCCCHHH—!!

"Haaauuuugh...?!"

"Oh."

"H-How is... it...? My pussy... the Sow Womb... is it to your taste...?"

"Maybe because I cleaned it out in the bath, but the fresh taste is exceptional today."

"Euuuugh...♥"

Even in this situation, such undeserved praise?!

Eleonora looked straight into her Master’s eyes, unable to hold back any longer.

"May I... kiss you?"

"In times like this, you don’t ask. You just do it."

"Mmmph...♥"

To think they would share a kiss and have sex like this first thing in the morning.

She wanted to serve him even more obscenely to repay the Master who loved this flawed sow so passionately, but she couldn’t delay him any longer.

"W-Wait... Mmph... Wait... Your work, you’ll be late."

"I’m already late. Being a little later won’t matter..."

"No! I will assist you with your meal, so hurry..."

Before she could even finish speaking, Eleonora hurriedly snatched a slice of bread in her mouth and grabbed the milk carton from the table. She then began to pour the white liquid down onto her massive breasts, which she squeezed together with one hand to form a valley.

"Oh ho."

"I lack the skill to serve Master a delicious meal, but these vulgar tits and this meat-body are sufficient to serve as your dining table."

She thrust her face, with the bread clamped in her jaws, toward Rafe. He tore the bread from her mouth as if ripping into meat, chewing it as he buried his face in her cleavage to slurp up the milk.

Slurp.

"Aaaaaah... Master is drinking milk from my Breast-Pussy Cup...! I used to only receive milk from Master, but now I am holding milk for him to drink...♥"

Of course, the most ideal milk would be the kind that would one day spray from her own teats, but this wasn’t bad either.

Today, she had discovered a new use for her vulgar breasts—a new purpose as Master’s exclusive cup.

"Mmm, this is the best."

"...♥"

Another compliment!

Eleonora poured more milk into her now-empty cleavage-cup, thrusting her chest forward. Rafe accepted bread from her mouth and sucked up the milk once again.

But how many times did they repeat this process?

Plap! Plap!

"Heuuugh! Y-You are late! No, I mean, you are already laaaate...!"

"You’re making noise about being late while keeping your womb spread wide open like this?!"

The bag full of bread was completely empty, and the table was a mess of spilled milk and overturned cartons.

Eleonora screamed in ecstasy, shaking her breasts which were now covered in a slurry of breadcrumbs and milk droplets.

Rafe thrust his hips relentlessly, not caring if the mess splattered onto his face or body.

Regardless of how dirty their bodies became, it only excited them more as they devoured each other.

This outcome had been preordained from the moment Eleonora was skewered by Rafe’s cock.

"Haaaguuuugh...! Cock, thank you for pounding me with your cock! Thank you for disciplining my womb... thump, thump... with your manly coooock...!"

"I tried to comfort you, thinking you were reflecting on your mistake, but instead of reflecting, you got into heat and seduced your Master! I need to punish such a wicked sow!"

"Heuuugh! I-I am sooorrryyyy! I am sorry for seducing Masteeeer...! Please punish me to your heart’s conteeeent...! With your cock-club... Please discipline my womb mercilesslyyyyy...♥"

As the saying goes, a thief who learns late doesn’t notice the sun rising. It wasn’t until the two animals—male and female, now completely addicted to the taste of each other’s cock and pussy—awkwardly began to clean the kitchen that they realized the time to leave for work had passed by well over two hours.