Damien Kova
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Every Adventure Starts Somewhere
🕑 Added 2023-12-29 18:00:00 +0000 UTCGhislaine’s first trip out of her village on her own hits a snag almost right away. Fortunately, she meets someone who is willing to help her with a job, having her sign a contract. Unfortunately, she can’t read what it says.
Tags: Mushoku Tensei, Ghislaine Dedoldia, Kissing, Drinking, Drool
When Ghislaine left Doldia with no intent of returning, she took what she could to ensure she had the best chance of survival. She was more than strong enough to handle whatever creature came her way, being able to provide herself dinner and exercise in the same encounter. But it was money and her lack of ability to read that she knew would give her the most trouble after leaving her home.
Of course, the knowledge that there were good people out there who would help her rather than take advantage of her made her confident that she would be fine after the first few days to a week. All she needed was to make it to a town that had access to the guild and she would be set. Ghislaine may not have had all the answers for the start of her trip, but did any good trip have everything planned out from the very beginning?
With one last look at her home village, she left with full confidence that she could make it to a town and be just fine. Hell, maybe she would even be able to make enough funds to send back home and support her family, even if she didn’t plan on going back. But that was a thought for after she had made it safe and sound and set herself up for a comfortable living.
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It only took a few days for Ghislaine to make it to a nearby town. Unfortunately, after a fight with a monster that got a few lucky swipes on her, the young beast woman had nothing to her name other than the blade on her hips, the clothes on her body, and… if the need arose her body. It wasn’t going to be as good of a start as she expected, hoping to rent out a room at the inn before taking a few jobs. She would need to figure out something before even getting to an inn.
“Tch.” Ghislaine hissed as she stepped into the town. The concerned glares and looks that she got from the town's citizens started to rub her the wrong way almost immediately. Deep down, she knew that no one here knew who she was, so if she didn’t leave a good impression, they wouldn’t ever trust her. But the fact that they were looking at her like this right away just made her itch for someone to say something stupid to her.
“Hey, ma’am? You’re new around her, aren’t you? A traveler coming in, or just a wanderer passing through?”
The male voice dragged Ghislaine’s attention from the rest of the citizens, causing her to look in his direction. “Let’s… Just say a bit of both. It’s complicated.”
“And you’re roaming around with just your weapon? Is it your first trip?”
“I…” A defeated sigh left her lips as she shook her head, hooking her thumb into the pants that she was wearing, showing the slash mark that traveled around her hip. “I got attacked by a monster a day ago and let’s just say my luggage didn’t make it.” She did her best to laugh off the absurdity of the situation, but it was clear by the tone of her voice that it was getting to her still.
“Ah. That’s… Not a great thing for any trip.” The man thought for a moment, clearly wanting to help her in some way. “Tell you what. I’ve got a room at the local inn that I won’t be using for a few nights. You can use it, but I’ll need your help with something in return. I’ll even pay you.”
The thought of having a room for free and being paid for service at the start? Ghislaine felt so excited by that prospect, that it didn’t even cross her mind to ask what he wanted from her. “I’d be happy to get a room for a few nights. What do you need?”
“I need some company and entertainment over the course of the next few nights.” The man showed no hesitation as he pulled out a contract for Ghislaine to sign. It became clear that he had been waiting for the opportunity to spring this on someone unsuspecting. But as Ghislaine looked over the paper, pretending that she could read it, she nodded her head and signed away. “That was fast. You really don’t mind?”
“What would I mind? You’re giving me a room for the night and paying me.”
“Great! Get some rest. I’ll see you at sundown tonight. The inn is straight down the road with a massive sign. You won’t miss it.”
It was at that moment that Ghislaine realized she may have made a mistake. But it was too late to back out now. At least, if anything went wrong, she could just kill a few people and move to the next town, starting fresh. “Yeah. Just come find me. I’m a bit of a heavy sleeper.”
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When sundown came, Ghislaine was awoken by the sound of a pounding on the door to her room at the inn. “Just… Just a sec…” The groggy sound of her voice made it clear that she was deep in her sleep before the knocking happened. “It sundown already…?”
“Yeah, I’m here to take you to the show. We’ve got some time for you to get changed and wake up first, though.”
“Get changed…?” Letting out a yawn, Ghislaine looked down at the clothes she had on. A pair of ripped pants and a top that could only be described as nipple covers. In her mind, it wasn’t anything that would cause her any harm to wear. But she did sign a contract. Might as well honor it. “Door’s unlocked.”
“Perfect!” The man from earlier stepped into the room, holding a long black dress that seemed like it would be slightly too small for Ghislaine’s form. “Don’t know how well this will fit you, though. I did my best to get something that would fit.”
Almost immediately, Ghislaine’s eyes went wide with surprise at the sight of the dress before her. She didn’t hesitate to get out of bed and grab it from him, bringing it to her body and looking down at it for just a moment. “Might be a bit small. But, let’s see how it goes.” There was no shame as she peeled her way out of the clothes that she had entered town with, clearly gaining the attention of the man in front of her once again.
It caught her attention when he closed the door behind him after she had her top off, exposing her supple and shapely breasts to the world. “Huh?”
“Ah. Nothing. Just… Don’t think everyone here at the inn needs to see those… Voluptuous breasts of you.” The man tried his best to chuckle away the arousal that he was feeling, but it was clear by his voice that he was growing turned on by her body.
“Whatever. Not like it matters to me.” With that, she turned over and placed the dress against the bed, bending over a moment later in front of him. And, incidentally, giving him a full view of her perfectly round ass cheeks and shaven cunt. “You can look as much as you want as well. As long as you don’t touch, then I don’t care. It’s just a body…”
“A sexy one if I can say so. But… About the no-touching part…” The man cleared his throat. “The contract you signed says I’m allowed to touch if I choose to..”
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As Ghislaine and her contractor walked the streets of the town they were in, she was getting even more looks than she did when she first arrived. However, instead of the confused looks when she came in, the looks that she was getting now were ones of awe. She didn’t know if it was because of the person she was with, maybe he was known in this town. Or if it was because of the dress that seemed to perfectly cling to her body as she walked, hugging her hips and breasts. Or maybe it was because she had ripped the dress when she was getting it on, tearing it right down the seam on her thigh, exposing her incredibly toned leg as she walked.
Whatever the reason for the looks was, Ghislaine was just happy they weren’t as spiteful as they were earlier. Even if some of the women looking at her were clearly jealous of her in their gaze.
“So, how far until we reach the venue?” She looked down at the man she was walking with, catching him staring at her body right along with the rest. Which prompted her to roll her eyes. “Can you at least not gawk like the rest of ‘em? Since you’re paying for my time, you can hold your head high, I guess.”
“Ah!” The man cleared his throat and straightened his posture, reaching out and wrapping one of his arms around her hips, silently telling everyone who was looking at them that she belonged to him. “It’s not too far now. Should just be a couple of buildings ahead. And we’re just here to watch the show, eat, and then go about our business. Simple night for some simple pay.”
“Something about the way you’re holding me says it will be all but simple. But… If you say so.” Ghislaine scoffed at the thought of spending the night with this man. Deep down, she could tell that he was holding himself back and not trying to be like the rest of the people who stared. And that earned a small bit of respect from her, but not enough to make her forget about the fact that she had signed a contract that said he could fuck her if he wanted to. “I’m surprised you’re paying me just to be your company to a show.”
“It’s much more than that, I promise. You’re also protection. Because you never know what could happen.” The man chuckled as he squeezed tightly onto Ghislaine’s hip, stopping for a second when he felt a handle against his fingertips. “Is… That…?”
“As my contractor, you forbade me from bringing my sword. But you didn’t say anything about a knife.” A proud smirk came to Ghislaine’s face as she looked down at him, patting him on the shoulder to force him to catch her stride again. “Besides. You say we never know what can happen. What kind of adventurer would I be if I couldn’t keep my employer safe?~”
She couldn’t stop herself from laughing as they reached the building for this ‘show’ he had been talking about. When she looked up at the entrance sign, Ghislaine couldn’t read what was on it, but it was clear from the graphic that it was a brothel of some kind. “You brought me to… A brothel for a show?”
“Not just a brothel, dear. A building to house entertainment of all sorts. Our show will be in the courtyard in the back.”
The joy that Ghislaine felt only a few moments ago was now gone as the man dragged her into the building, effortlessly guiding her through the whores that were sitting and talking with their clients. However, just like when they were walking the streets, a look of jealousy came to many faces as she passed through. But not wanting to cause any trouble, Ghislaine forced a smile and followed her employer to the courtyard he was talking about. “You sure know your way through this place…”
“I’ve been coming here for years as I grew up. It’s almost like a home away from home at this point. Are you a drinker, by chance?”
“I prefer not to go too heavy when on the job, but I’m not shy around alcohol.” She answered, her eyes darting between entrances to different rooms, attempting to get a good laying out of the place before they settled down. “Why?”
“They serve, is all. Didn’t want to deprive you just because you were on a job.”
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As the show played out in front of Ghislaine and her employer, she quickly found that she had no interest in what was happening. It was some play about royalty that she had never heard about, leaving her to just sit there and grow bored as time passed on. Of course, she kept her eyes on everything that was happening around her, taking the protection aspect of her contract more seriously than she probably should have, but it was something to keep her senses up and allow her to stay focused during this job.
It made her relax a bit when she noticed her contractor drinking in front of her, genuinely enjoying himself as he watched the show. She may not understand what was happening in it, but it was enough to make her feel a bit better about the job she had taken on.
"Would you like a drink, Ghislaine? You've been scanning the venue multiple times already. Nothing is going to jump out of the corners, you know."
"Y-Yeah..." Ghislaine let out a slightly heavy sigh at the realization that her feelings toward the show were obvious to him. "Plays just weren't ever something that excited me. Not something we had a lot of in my village."
"Well... I've got a proposal for you, then." Her employer started, the slur in his voice now becoming clear to Ghislaine now that she had stopped focusing on everything but him. "Should hopefully be more entertaining than the play before us..."
“This should be good…” Ghislaine leaned over her contractor, her eyes scanning over the table in front of him to see just what he was capable of offering her. Much to her surprise, it was at that moment that he brought his arm around her head and pulled her in close by her neck, causing her to stiffen up for just a moment. “S-Sir…”
“Drink, Ghislaine.” At this point, he knew that she could see the small selection in front of them. “In case you can’t read the labels…” He pointed at each of the three bottles before them. “On the left, we have a mead that is said to be some of the best the beast race has concocted. This has been my taste for the night. In the middle, you’ve got your standard beer. Served at nearly every inn in the world. Standard tastes. And on the right, we’ve got a brand I… Haven’t heard of it. But I’ve been told it’s pretty good.”
“Beest in all the beast race, you say…?” Ghislaine paused to shoot a quick glance at her employer, trying to gauge how appropriate it was for her to be drinking right now. “You sure you feel safe enough to be getting as drunk as you are? Or getting your protection drunk as well?”
“It would put me at ease if you relaxed a little. Don’t… Get too relaxed, mind you… But it wouldn’t be so tense here if my protection was calm enough to let loose a little.” Without missing a beat, the man leaned in and placed a kiss against Ghislaine’s lips. It caught her off guard, prompting her to forget about the play in front of her for a moment. But as soon as he pulled away from her, a familiar taste and scent resonated with her. The mead that he was drinking that was on his breath. “Besides… I’d like a beast woman’s opinion on this alcohol.”
For just another moment, she was still stunned by the fact that he was brazen enough to kiss her like this out in public. Thankfully, it didn’t catch anyone’s eyes and make them look their way. But it was enough of a kind gesture to make her let out a heavy breath and nod her head. “Alright. You want me to relax a little, I’ll relax. It wouldn’t be fair to disappoint my employer, would it?~”
A sense of joy could be heard in Ghislaine’s voice as she reached for the mead and brought it to her mouth, stopping for a second before drinking it. “Oh. And the taste is fine. Not the best for my tastebuds. But, definitely one of the more preferred drinks.” A smile crept to her lips as she sipped from the mead she had grabbed, feeling the alcohol hit her system almost immediately. “And… This is some strong stuff. They have this here?”
Ghislaine’s employer watched as she downed the bottle in a few swift gulps, eyes wide when he realized just how much she could drink. Maybe it was a mistake to bring her along as his protection. She definitely looked good in the dress that she was in, but maybe the alcohol would run him a pretty penny when the tab was brought to him. However, when she put the bottle against the table and wrapped an arm around him, showing a side too herself that he hadn’t seen yet, he couldn’t help but feel that it was certainly worth it.
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As the play continued to go on and the drinks continued to be brought to their table and taken away, Ghislaine failed to realize when she had ended up in her employer’s lap. She couldn’t bring herself to complain in the slightest. Not with the way his eyes were locked on her own, something about his gaze sparking flames of lust and chaos inside of her along with the alcohol. But she did realize that his hands were starting to get a bit too touchy-feely for her liking. Though, Ghislaine wasn’t going to stop him. Both because he told her that touching her body was allowed under the contract, and because the feeling of his warm hands against her skin under the dress felt rather pleasant.
Her heart skipped a beat when his hand made it to the underside of her breast, his other stopping at her hip. It seemed that he was frozen, unsure of what to do from here now that he made it this far. And for a moment, just a moment, she wondered what she should do. Tell him to stop and let them get back to the inn before doing any more? Tell him to continue touching her and seeing just where he would go? Telling him he could do anything but fuck her in public? Take charge? All of these options crossed her mind in a split second. But it left her smirking above him as she brought a hand to the back of his head, threading her fingers through his hair.
She leaned in close to his ear, her hair engulfing his head and blocking anyone’s view of them. And in a low voice, wanting to not be heard by anyone but him, she said what she wanted.
“Don’t hesitate again. It’s always so boring when someone hesitates to get what they want.~”
Almost as if on queue, the man let out a shaky breath and did as he was told. He wasn’t going to hesitate anymore. And he quickly grabbed onto both her supple rear end and shapely breasts under her dress. All the while she hovered over him and looked down into his eyes. “I didn’t think you would--”
Ghislaine quickly silenced the man with a kiss, the taste and scent of alcohol spreading between the two of them once again. “You paid me to be your escort. I may not have wanted you touching me, but that’s changed. Grab everything you want and don’t let go..” A smile came to her lips as she gently tugged his hair, forcing his head to tilt back, mouth opening in the process. She showed no hesitation as she stuck her tongue out and began to drool into his mouth. “You do that… And I’ll do the same. Got that?~”
As her spit entered his mouth, the man quickly closed it and swallowed it down, too lost in the moment to argue with her. This beautiful woman was in his lap, holding onto his head like it belonged to her, and he was holding her body like it belonged to him. In the back of his mind, he could only imagine how they looked to everyone else at the play. But it didn’t matter to him, not when he leaned in as close as he could to get yet another kiss from her.
Of course, Ghislaine returned the affection that was being given to her. She wasn’t going to argue it with the amount of lust and alcohol that coursed through her. There was no point in letting a good time go to waste. But when she pulled away from his lips, she quickly brought a hand between his legs and smiled down at him, grabbing onto his hardening shaft. “We can have our fun here in the open. Or we can go back to the inn.”
“Let’s… Go to the inn. Fuck this play.”
