Reincarnated Lord’s Unwanted S*xual Technique

Chapter 80

A room in the Desmond Manor.

There was the one room banned to all men, and Baron Desmond Damwead, the lord of Aldora and the estate's owner, was sitting inside it with his shoulders slumped.

A Tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed, and according to him, sporting an obnoxiously sweet aristocrat look. He sat alone in his chair and stooped forward to confront such a scene.

--So pure.

Even after having sex so many times.

Or perhaps she is just that beautiful.

"Desmond-sama, which do you prefer, this one, or this one?"

Standing before him is his beloved wife, Charlotte.

With wavy platinum blonde hair and large emerald eyes, she has a lovely face that makes her look like a young girl prior to the age of twenty, despite the fact that she is already twenty-nine years old and also is now carrying the long-anticipated child of the lord in her womb. After being embraced several times, her pure and alluring body begins to exude an extraordinary sex appeal.

Breasts bare and bounces around. Still, when she is this cheerful and energetic, she can only be seen as an adorable maiden.

No, I'm not being vulgar.

After all, she is now selecting underwear for her loving husband, hoping he would appreciate it and feel more aroused.

Not only because she is noble, but the lord's wife's size also needs to be custom-made. So instead of trying them on, she just placed them on her body without wearing them, allowing her husband to picture what they might look like.

The owner of the lingerie shop that had been invited here was looking at her with a smile while the lord's wife was getting excited, which was inappropriate at her age. She is a skilled tailor that was brought to Aldora for Charlotte's daily attire when she came there.

At first, she seemed a little surprised to see Charlotte, who was more excited than she had ever seen her before, although she appeared to be conscious of her need for it.――As a lingerie maker who has her shop and is invited by a noble, there is no doubt that she is very talented. Tailors the garment with the nude, barely dressed girl in a closed room. Katherine is also here.

The owner realizes Charlotte-sama newfound liveliness that matches her appearance was due to her husband, whom she is clutching to while naked. She was staring at him warmly.

This is another world where there is no Sexual desire, with some exceptions during breeding.

Even though it is lukewarm, there is no presence of an erotic element in the owner's gaze.

Desmond has been put in such a place. Like sitting on a mat made out of needles.

He would have been willing to use his arm as a measuring tape to measure his wife's size, then wrap the large mounds in his palm and use it as a bra. if it's just Katherine in this room and the shop owner wasn't here.

But with this--.

"Isn't that one better? I think Charlotte would look good in white."

"Really? thank you. then the design is..."

And wifey takes another pair of underwear in her hand.

—How long will this continue?

The husband, Desmond-sama's blue eyes are now unfocused. Still in the mask of a sweet-looking nobleman, according to him.

I had known that women's shopping was long like a myth from my previous life - everything that doesn't involve you is just a myth is it not? I mean, accompanying a woman on her shopping spree is something that gets grossed over in the story, so what's up with that? My take is, - dull. It was dull.

At the moment, with Charlotte in a bathing robe, Katherine in a maid's outfit, and the owner of a lingerie shop. Charlotte is more than happy to inquire about her husband's tastes and share them with the rest of the world.

This has to be a new type of torture.

However, The lord's wife, who was wearing only a pair of underwear in her hands and asked 'Which one makes you more arouse?' while shaking her bare breasts.

In a world with erotic feelings, all men will say.

--Hey Desmond, if you don't want it, we can handle the torture for you.

Of course, he would never accept this, especially with his pants already bulging.

--Fufu.

"Then, I would ask you to adjust new items I wear on a daily basis to these designs and colors."

Yay, at least they decided some things.

More than an hour had already passed.

But Desmond's perception of time was at least twice as long. Or three?

However, it was too soon to be relieved, the torture hadn't even begun.

"So, Katherine."

"Yes."

The lord's wife snapped her fingers. Oh, that's cool.

"It's your turn to choose your underwear."

"Yes."

"Eh?"

The owner of the exclamation was, of course, Desmond.

――what did ya just say?

The owner was nonplussed as if it were a regular occurrence for her, and Katherine, understandably said.

"Thank you very much for your kindness, Madam."

With cold beautiful brown narrow eyes, a first-class maid bow. Elegantly, graciously.

It was hard to believe that this was the same woman who has her anal ravished by both husband and wife on the bed and even wet herself.

Katherine a cock sucking, anal-loving, spoiled masochist under the mask of a first-class maid. How long can her title go?

The white brim of the Maid fluttered proudly on her red hair, which was tied up.

She took off her maid's uniform with graceful, fluid movements. Desmond watched her attentively but also reminds himself that the owner of the lingerie shop was also present. then...

The owner gasped.

"w-what is that?"

The slutty spoiled maid Katherine is wearing a tiny black string panty that she modified herself, leaving her red pubic hair sticking out. Even the bra on top has only enough fabric to cover her nipples like a micro bikini.

I never thought she would proudly undress in that underwear.......

She may be beginning to develop a habit of exhibitionism. The lord and The lord's wife are both harassing and humiliating her, so it is probably strange if she doesn't awaken this trait too...

However, I don't want other men to see it, no matter how pleasureless the world may be.

--I'll make sure to put nail this point in her later.

That's what Desmond thought.

"It's because Master prefers it."

――Guhaaa!!!

An unexpected ambush by the maid. I knew I wasn't wrong to think of her as an assassin maid. The Lord's heart was ripped and gouged out of his chest like by the verbal blade that Katherine had unleashed.

"However, it seems like he also prefers tight bras that stick close to the chest."

――Kohoh!! (coughing blood)

Stop! This Desmond has no HP left!

Unfortunately, there is no one here who is able to pass it to them, or realizes that it pierces his heart. There for.

"That's right." The lord's wife said, "I think so too. But when I tried to put on a small pair of underwear, Desmond-sama stopped me. saying that Charlotte had something more suitable to wear. If it pleases Desmond-sama, I would be happy to wear something like that too......."

No no, Desmond's sense of guilt will increase if someone like Charlotte wears it.

Isn't that right? Katherine in a black micro bikini is so very slutty, but Charlotte is more suited for underwear that is even smaller than a micro bikini, just a tiny string, cover her face with a veil, and add other jewelry to make her look like a high-class prostitute. you know what I mean...

Um--um, very nice.

Although Desmond can not say it out loud.

After all, if I look at her now.

"My lord, are you mad?"

The owner's gaze was just like that.......

――Gohogoho! (coughing blood violently)

Then.

"Desmond-sama? I just felt a strange image of underwear in my head:.......is that the design that arouses Desmond-sama?"

Thanks to the crest, Charlotte has awakened her sensing ability.

Even though it is not always activated, because of this, Desmond's lewd thoughts and feelings are transmitted to her.

Now Desmond has no more blood to vomit.

Charlotte tells the owner about the design, and the owner's seriously concerned gaze pierces him.

"--Fufu, it will be a treat when I wear it."

Fu,fufu,fufufufufu......,

do what you want........

I'll be happy too, you know.......

The lord's wife and the maid who was still wearing her skimpy clothes asked about his erotic preferences as if they are trying to burn Desmond-sama into ashes.

Under the gaze of the owner, a gaze that seriously worries about the mentality of the lord.

*stare*!

I would have been much, much better if she looked at me with scorn, like looking at a pig at a farm.

But he was a wonderful lord who was respected and loved by his people. f he did something that was out of the ordinary, they would have either admired him, saying, "I don't know what Desmond-sama is thinking, but it must be good for us." or they will turn worried and say "Are you all right?"

And in this case, it was the latter.

Still, she is the owner of a lingerie shop and a craftsman who is summoned by the noble.

She listens to Desmond's interests, eagerly and seriously, wondering if this might be the next fashion trend.

These are only bedroom clothes, you know?

But what would she think after having been exposed to a glimpse of the art of sexy lingerie?

Desmond, at this moment, has no idea.

She was brought to this Aldora territory, where she opened an underwear shop for the common people.

And the day will soon come when the woman who longs for him pays a visit there.