Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2 Big Surprise

The game's storyline, as I recalled it, involved Zwein being seized from his village by invaders from his homeland before he was transported to this nation to be auctioned off as a slave.

The purchaser turned out to be Baron Mordo, who ruled over these territories and served as the spouse of Madame Rose.

Regarding why he was acquired...it was to act as a sex slave meant to gratify Madame Rose.

The game never specified the exact cause, but the Baron Lord proved incapable of sharing a bed with his wife, prompting him to procure this sex slave for her.

Once purchased by the Baron Lord, Zwein served Madame Rose over the initial nights until...

The beast wave struck, ravaging these lands.

That marked the major opening event I needed to flee from!

Yet prior to that lay the introductory encounter with Madame Rose. After all, Zwein had shared numerous nights with her.

The game's creators understood the challenges of their title, so they generously included multiple CG sets. They even dedicated several CG sets solely to Madame Rose's debut.

I proudly confessed to being among those who revisited those scenes repeatedly.

She proved far too alluring to resist!

However, the spear aimed directly at my face ultimately snapped me back to reality.

Just as I prepared to bow, Madame Rose lifted her hand in a dismissing gesture and declared, "It's fine, he doesn't need to bow."

The guards appeared startled by this, yet the one with the spear thrust through the bars swiftly withdrew it. Following that, they both offered shallow bows while responding, "Yes, madame!"

Madame Rose disregarded them entirely as her gaze fixed downward on me, inquiring, "So this is the one?"

The guards exchanged glances filled with bitterness, fully aware of her implication, though they dared not delay as the previous guard affirmed, "Yes, madame. This is the one that the Lord Baron has prepared for you."

Madame Rose nodded in acknowledgment before commanding, "Open it. I'm taking him with me."

On this occasion, both guards' jaws slackened in astonishment, recognizing precisely what she intended, yet they couldn't avoid hesitating upon hearing the directive.

Noticing their stunned inaction, she squinted at them and questioned, "Is there something wrong? Did you not hear what I just said?"

The guards jolted back to awareness upon hearing this. Despite lingering doubts, they were compelled to obey Madame Rose's instructions.

Thus, the guard who had prodded with the spear retrieved his keys and unlocked the door. He then approached me, seized my arm, and hauled me upright while bellowing, "Did you not hear what Madame Rose just said? Get up, you lazy bum, or don't blame me for what happens next."

While uttering these words, he also brandished the spear in his free hand toward me.

At the sight of this, I hastily rose before him, which prompted the guard to tsk in annoyance.

It was evident he desired to unleash his frustration on me, but with me now on my feet, he found no opportunity. In the end, we stood right in Madame Rose's presence.

Upon clearly viewing my face, Madame Rose displayed unmistakable surprise.

This represented her initial glimpse of the slave her husband had obtained for her, so her reaction was natural. It was a countenance that could even stir the male guards to...

Yet Madame Rose soon regained her composed demeanor, gesturing with her hand as she instructed me, "Follow me."

The guards released their hold on me at her words, but their facial expressions plainly revealed...their jealousy toward me!

They were all aware of my purpose in being bought and the reason behind Madame Rose escorting me away. The prospect of bedding such a stunning woman, regardless of being at her mercy, ignited jealous fires within them.

I recognized the wisdom in avoiding any provocation of the guards in their current state, so I dipped my head and trailed after Madame Rose.

As we traversed the castle's hallways, the servants regarded me with contemptuous stares. Nevertheless, Madame Rose's company silenced any potential remarks from them.

We soon arrived at her chamber.

Madame Rose stood as a notably tall figure boasting long, elegant, lithe legs, enabling her to stride far quicker than I could manage. I even had to trot slightly to match her pace.

Once inside her room, she simply settled onto the bed and pivoted to face me. Her stare made it obvious she anticipated something specific, though I remained uncertain of her expectation.

In the end, I lingered there in awkward stillness, motionless.

She narrowed her gaze at me and remarked, "You were bought for one reason, and now you're telling me that you can't fulfill that one duty?"

My face twisted into an odd expression upon hearing this.

I perfectly understood her reference, but it felt bizarre coming from such an attractive woman.

Observing my dazed stance, Madame Rose abruptly began rising while stating, "Since you don't seem to want to do this, then there's no need to keep a defective product."

Panic surged through me at these words.

I immediately lifted my hands to halt her, pleading, "Wait, wait, please give me a chance to show off my abilities."

Madame Rose had partially risen when she caught this, but after eyeing me, she resumed her seat. With an arched eyebrow, she replied, "I'm waiting."

After a brief hesitation, my hand began to move.

I realized that abandonment in this place would lead to a grim fate. Even without actual use by her, I'd be labeled a tainted slave, unlikely to attract buyers, and ultimately discarded.

I refused to allow that outcome.

Therefore, my hand reached for my shirt, which I gradually removed.

As my pale, sleek chest came into view, Madame Rose maintained a serene, detached expression while seated.

She appeared utterly unmoved by the display.

This created an odd sensation, considering the roles were typically reversed...

Only when I began removing my pants did she show any response.

Initially, there was nothing, but as I eased them down to expose the contents, a mounting shock appeared on her features.

At last, when everything stood revealed, her jaw went slack.

Following a short pause, she uttered, "Is that real?"

I responded with a straightforward nod.

Various feelings flickered across Madame Rose's visage, gradually settling into stability.

It blended concern with thrill.