The World I Reincarnated Into Was Lenient About Concubines - Chapter 19

 Rakche Falls into Slavery and Exposes Her Non-Virgin Vagina

Official permission for the divorce between Father and Rakche arrived from the government office.

Curiously, the concept of religion does not exist in this world. I’m quite interested in how their ethics and values matured without it. Generally, they are relatively lax regarding marriage but quite strict about divorce; nobles, in particular, must state their reasons and obtain a formal letter of permission.

The pronouncement of the divorce was carried out only in the presence of Father and his six wives. Since the wives all get along famously, they apparently shed tears and lamented the parting... though, to be honest, she is staying right here in the manor.

And so, having officially transitioned from a married woman back to a single one, Rakche arrived at her new room carrying only a small amount of luggage. Yes—the servant room for slaves where Luida is already living.

"Master Allen. Rakche has arrived as requested."

Lina, Luida, and I were waiting in the room.

"Good work, Rakche. Without further ado, let us conduct the rite of swearing fealty to the Young Master."

Lina’s demeanor was quite resolute. She’s grown used to this after handling Luida’s descent into slavery earlier.

"Yes. Master, I look forward to serving you."

Rakche, who was Father’s Sixth Wife until just moments ago, began to remove the dress she wore for the occasion without a hint of hesitation. Luida looked pained. It’s understandable, given that her own sister is sharing her burden by becoming a slave. As Rakche removed her underwear, her voluptuous breasts were revealed. Compared to her younger sister Luida, the progress of her physical maturity was evident.

"Young Master, Rakche has removed all her clothing. Please, offer your words to your new slave."

At Lina’s cue, the now-naked Rakche knelt with perfect posture. Her silhouette was so beautiful it was hard to believe she was someone falling into slavery.

"Then, I, Allen Lambert, formally declare my status as Rakche’s master. From this moment forward, all your private rights are stripped; your sole duty is to serve your master and the master's house. Furthermore, you are forbidden from leaving without permission and shall be treated as the property of Allen Lambert."

"Yes. As my Master's slave, I swear my lifelong loyalty."

Rakche kissed my boot. It was only a little over a year ago that those luscious lips taught me my first kiss. I still vividly remember the day those same lips moved down to my groin to take me into her mouth. On that day, she shared passionate kisses with me and gently guided me to graduate from my virginity.

"Rakche, from this moment on, you are Master Allen’s property. As proof, expose your body."

"Yes... I am sorry, Master. I have already lost my virginity... Please, look deep inside."

Rakche sat on the floor and spread her legs, using her fingers to widen her glistening, wet vagina. This was the memorable place where I first thrust my virgin penis, climaxed in an instant, and was allowed to go for a second round without even pulling out. And now, the vagina that once accepted the semen of an adulterous affair in the midsummer garden to conceive a child was twitching obscenely as a mere tool for my sexual gratification, begging to be violated.

"Young Master, as you can see, Rakche has lost her hymen. Is it acceptable to receive her as a slave?"

"No, it doesn't matter. Rakche is mine. I accept her as a slave."

The remark that "it’s obvious a married woman isn’t a virgin... especially since I’ve been inside her myself..." is irrelevant; these are the procedures, and they must be followed. The cult of virginity is quite strong in this world. I pulled out the collar that served as the mark of a slave and fastened it around Rakche’s neck.

"Thank you, Master. And Lady Lina, I look forward to working under you."

Readjusting herself into a formal seiza position, Rakche bowed deeply.

"Now, Rakche, you are to wear these clothes from now on."

Lina handed her the same grey slave garments Luida wore.

"Yes, Lady Lina. Thank you for providing clothes for a lowly slave."

Rakche dressed in the crude clothing and bowed once more.

"With this, the formal rite of falling into slavery is concluded. Good work to both Rakche and Luida. I look forward to your service."

Lina, sensing the tension had broken, offered words of appreciation to the two before turning back to me.

"So, Master... since Rakche is not a virgin, there is no need for a 'penetration ceremony,' but will you be using her immediately?"

Finally, the moment had come. In my mind, I was performing a joy-dance worthy of Dhalsim. I had been waiting for the day I could have sex with Rakche for over a month since her punishment was decided. Last night, I only went one round with Lina and skipped the morning service just to make sure my testicles were fully loaded.

"Yeah, I’ll hold her in my room. Lina, you’re off the hook today. I’m spending the night with her until morning, so get some rest."

"...Understood."

Lina looked like she wanted to say something, but she stepped back immediately. And so, I headed to my room, accompanied by the woman I had longed for—the person who was my very first partner.

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