CHAPTER 31: TRAINING LUCIA, THE HIGH-CLASS PROSTITUTE

Before me stood Lucia, her body wrapped in a bath towel. I savored her shy appearance while giving my next command.

"Now, take off my towel."

"Yes."

As she removed the bath towel, my Excalibur sprang free, full of energy.

"Now take off your towel, Lucia."

"Yes."

*Jiggle! Wiggle!*

Lucia slowly unwrapped her towel, revealing her full, voluptuous breasts, larger than Reina’s or Iris’s. She was the type to look slimmer in clothes, but her chest and hips were noticeably generous.

"What a beautiful body."

"Thank you."

Her alluring crotch was adorned with neatly trimmed pubic hair.

"Your hair down there is well-groomed. Do you shave?"

"...Yes."

She answered with a hint of embarrassment.

"Um, in your world, Seiou-sama, how do women handle their pubic hair?"

"Well, many trim it neatly. Some completely shave or use laser treatments to prevent regrowth."

In Western countries, going completely hairless is common. In Japan, being fully shaved used to be considered a fetish, but it’s becoming more mainstream.

"Completely shaved, no regrowth?"

"They use a special laser machine to stop hair from growing. It’s seen as cleaner, so many prostitutes in my world choose to go hairless."

"I see, that’s informative."

As expected of a former top prostitute, she asked thoughtful questions, showing her dedication.

(Wait a second... Hair removal is also a bit related to sex, so...)

I checked my magic abilities.

[Sex Magic - Hair Removal: By emitting a special laser, it destroys hair follicles instantly. It’s very painful, so caution is advised.]

(No thanks. If anything, I’d rather want a hair growth spell.)

As usual, I seemed to master any magic related to sex and intimacy. But was hair removal really that relevant?

"Let’s move on now. First, I’ll teach you a technique called ’Foam washing.’"

Refocusing in reality, I began the lesson.

"Using body soap, a woman washes there’s client’s body with her own. It feels great for the client, so you can also charge them for it, and the girl can clean the client ’thoroughly.’"

"Yes, please teach me."

I had Lucia create a large amount of foam with body soap in a tub.

Since coming to this world, I’ve been teaching girls foam washing almost daily. What a unique and wonderful life....

"Spread the foam on my body and your chest first."

"Yes."

With graceful fingers, she carefully applied foam across my body. Unlike Reina, who did it playfully, Lucia’s movements were elegant. The slight touch of her fingertips felt amazing, likely due to her years of experience.

"Now, hug me from behind, pressing your chest against me."

"Yes, like this?"

Her full, heavy tits pressed against my back elastically.

(Wow, this is incredible. What pressure! A first for me.)

"Now, wash my back with your breasts."

"Yes."

Lucia, sounding slightly pleased, began the foam washing.

(This feels amazing. Is this the power of her chest’s volume?)

Her soft, ample boobs enveloped my back.

"Is this okay?"

"Yeah, it feels great. And it cleans well without much effort, right?"

"Yes. But your back is already so clean and smooth, Seiou-sama."

"Well, Reina washed me this morning...."

"Oh."

I slipped up, and my words caught in my throat. Even if Lucia was a prostitute and Reina’s friend, I shouldn’t have mentioned another woman in the middle of this process.

"...You two are really close, aren’t you? I’m a little jealous."

I glanced at Lucia’s expression.

She wore a faint, wistful smile. I couldn’t tell what she was feeling or who she was jealous of, me or Reina.

"Move your boobs back and forth while washing with your fingers."

"Yes, understood."

Lucia used her fingertips to scrub gently, cleaning my back and chest thoroughly.

"Now the front."

"Yes."

She moved to my front, her full breasts pressing against me. The sensation was overwhelming.

"This feels amazing, Lucia. You’re very skilled."

"Thank you, Lord Seiou."

She seemed experienced with men’s bodies, stimulating all the more accurate spots.

She mastered the technique quickly, as expected of a former top prostitute. I indulged in the skills she’d honed in this world’s brothel.

"Lucia, can I ask you something?"

"What is it?"

"I heard you ’were’ the top prostitute of the brothel. So, is the current number one someone else?"

I hesitated, but as the person in charge of rebuilding the brothel, I needed to know for sure.

"...Yes. The current number one is a girl named Laika."

"Laika?"

"Yes... She has orange hair and is very beautiful."

I recalled the girl I saw when I first visited the brothel, standing in the center on the left. She had twin tails, was about Reina’s age, and complained about "dirty clients." A stunning girl.

"She’s the current number one?"

"Yes. She became number one soon after joining the brothel. She’s great at attracting clients, but she often takes customers from other girls..."

Lucia trailed off.

Competition is natural in this line of work, but it seemed Laika’s group didn’t get along with Lucia’s.

"Tell me about the brothel’s girls and their relationships, in general terms."

"Yes. There are two main groups. One is the girls who follow me. They’re very diligent, but honestly, many aren’t skilled at attracting clients."

I nodded. These were the infamous "1000-Cols girls," timid and poor at negotiating. In blunt terms, they were the introverted group, with Lucia, the kind former number one, as their leader.

"The other group is Laika’s. They’re flashy and good at getting clients."

The extroverted, gal-like group, I assumed.

"Would it be hard for you to teach Laika’s group this washing technique?"

"It’s a complex technique, so it might be difficult... Besides, they don’t listen to me much."

I understood. Laika’s group, already successful, might find foam washing too bothersome.

"Can you teach your group?"

"Yes, that should be fine. They’re diligent and respect me. They’ll learn eagerly."

"Good, then I’ll leave their training to you."

"Okay, Lord Seiou. Also, there’s another issue."

"Huh, what’s that?"

Leading so many women seemed challenging.

"Laika’s group dislikes chores outside of work, like preparing drinks, food, or cleaning the floors. My group ends up doing most of it."

That was typical. Body sellers often avoided tasks that didn’t pay.

"If my group continues to handle all the chores alone, they’ll start to complain soon."

"Hmm... I understand."

Pushing work onto the quieter group was a classic issue, like in a toxic workplace.

"But if we force them, they might leave the country altogether. They could survive anywhere and don’t seem to have much loyalty to the nation or town anyways."

(I see... What can I do here?)

In my world’s terms, introverted, diligent girls like Lucia’s group could thrive in brothels with proper guidance. I could trust Lucia to handle them.

Laika’s group, however, wasn’t suited for the brothel. Their high communication skills and competitive nature made them better for hostess work, like cabaret girls. They disliked mundane tasks and cut corners when possible.

Frankly, they were the type of women I found hardest to deal with. Even authoritative men or older women struggled to control them.

(Who could make cabaret girls listen?)

After thinking for a while, I reached a conclusion. With my current abilities, I might pull it off. It was worth a try.

"Alright then, I’ll take charge of training Laika’s group."

"Thank you, Lord Seiou. That’s a huge help for us."

Lucia smiled softly, as if a weight had been lifted.

"But how will you do it?"

As she washed my chest with her ample boobs, she asked.

"There’s one way..... Make Laika understand I’m above her, physically."

Confident women like her instinctively followed a dominant male.

In any country, the queen bee submits to the alpha male. As the great "Seiou," I could do also this.

"Oh my."

"Leave it to me. With Seiou’s power, I’ll turn Laika into an obedient kitten of mine, soon enough."

"Hehe, that’s reassuring~♥."

"Let’s finish the foam washing, but first, I’ll teach you a new technique. Now, use your tits to please me."

A surge of desire hit me after making my decision. I wanted Lucia’s full juicy tits to service me, to release on her beautiful face like popping a champagne bottle.

*Shsh! Slush!*

"Like this?"

Lucia took my erect dick in between her tits and sandwiched my dick between her foam-covered tits.

Even my larger-than-usual dick was completely enveloped in her deep cleavage.

"Now start rubbing it."

"Understood... Like this?"

She moved her boobs up and down, squeezing my dick. This was my second time today with this kinda stuff. Unlike Reina’s soft yet firm tits, Lucia’s were overwhelmingly soft, enveloping me with their sheer mass.

(What a view.)

I checked her reflection in the mirror.

From the side mirror, I admired Lucia’s beautiful body as she served me with her tits. The rear mirror showed her full hips sticking out, her vagina fully visible.

"Mm, mm, mm ♥."

Unaware, she focused on serving me with her tits, her dedication captivating.

(Mirror walls were a great idea. I should make my mansion mirrors everywhere too.)

"Lucia, look at the side mirror."

"Ah!? You can see me? Oh, how embarrassing."

Noticing me watching, she saw herself in the mirror and gasped. Large mirrors were rare here. Seeing herself serving like that was likely a first for her.

Her cheeks flushed red, likely genuine, not an act.

Her expression pushed my excitement to its peak.

"I’m close, ugh."

"Don’t hold back, release as is, "

"Ugh!"

*Splash! Splash!*

I let go of my load, overwhelmed by the elastic pleasure. Despite having released with Reina earlier, an impressive amount of load spilled onto Lucia’s chest.

She skillfully used her tits to catch it all, even squeezing out the rest with care.

Quite clever, huh😏.

It was professional, but I briefly missed Reina, who had taken it on her face just a few hours ago.... A selfish thought, perhaps.

"Well done, Lucia. You’re quite skilled. Are you used to using your chest?"

"Some clients frequently ask for it that’s why I’m a bit skilled at it, but the body soap made it smoother than ever for me."

Lubrication from soap or lotion was key for tit jobs. The soap likely enhanced Lucia’s skill.

"Was it good?"

"Yeah absolutely, it was amazing."

She smiled happily at my praise, cleaning up the rest carefully.

"This is called paizuri or a tit job. Teach it to others along with foam washing."

"Understood. But it’s hard without large breasts, right?"

"True, but even smaller ones can please men by pressing against them."

"I see...."

Lucia smiled brightly. My dick stirred again at her cute but sexy expression.

"...Shall we continue on the bed?"

She gripped my dick shyly, making a tempting offer.

"Let’s not be hasty, Laika’s training comes first. We’ll do the main act another time."

"Yes, I’ll await your guidance."

I was also curious about Lucia’s bedroom skills, but work came first.

"Teach your group foam washing. You can use this room for that."

"Understood. Did I... do well, Lord Seiou?"

"You did great. Keep it up."

"Can I have a special reward?"

"A special reward?"

It was rare for the reserved Lucia to ask for something.

Instead of answering, she closed her eyes and offered her lips.

A veteran prostitute, yet her expression, begging for a kiss, seemed as innocent as a young girl’s.

Drawn in, I pressed my lips to her soft, pink ones.

"Chu ♡."

*Smack*

A small kiss, lips barely touching. I started to pull away, but Lucia wrapped her arms around my head, holding me close.

"Kuchu ♡, chu—"

Reluctantly, she chased my lips. Not wanting to reject her, I also lingered, enjoying the sensation.

"...We don’t do this at the brothel."

"Really?"

Some prostitutes in my world avoided kissing too. Was it the same here?

"Yes~♥"

Her shy smile was like that of an innocent maiden.