Ashtarot was seated on the plush sofa, surrounded by an assortment of women's kimonos, their vibrant colors, and patterns a stark contrast to the sleek black kimono he was wearing.
The private room in the shop was dimly lit, with traditional wooden furniture and tatami mats.
Today was a significant day; he needed to visit the new dungeon area on the fifteen floor. Since the area had been open for at least a month, it was crucial for him to inspect and ensure everything was running smoothly.
The new area was inspired by the Eastern Kingdom of Ni, known for its rich culture and unique traditions. To honor this inspiration, Ashtarot decided to don their traditional attire.
The curtain in front of him parted, revealing Sorrel. She stepped forward hesitantly, her face flushed with embarrassment and her eyes cast downward. She seemed to shrink into herself, her posture tense and awkward.
"Is this... good?"
Sorrel asked, her voice barely above a whisper as she wrung her hands nervously. Her eyes flitted around the room, avoiding his gaze.
'Ughhh... This kimono... It's hard to wear since my boobs keep showing... It's embarrassing,' she thought, her fingers fiddling with the hem of the kimono.
She wore a stunning blue kimono with a delicate white flower pattern, the fabric shimmering slightly under the light.
The kimono, though beautiful, struggled to contain her ample chest, adding to her discomfort.
Her hair was styled in an elegant updo, held in place by intricate flower pins that complemented her attire.
Ashtarot stared at her for a long moment, his gaze intense. She was undeniably sexy, and the sight of her in the kimono stirred something primal within him.
He felt an urge to tease her or even fuck her right there and then. But he shook his head, forcing himself to regain control.
'Since when did I become a pervert like this?'
Seeing him shake his head, Sorrel's anxiety spiked. "Is it ugly? Should I try a different one?"
She didn't want to appear unattractive in front of him. 'Oh nooo!!! If it's like this, I won't be the first to lose my virginity! I can't lose to my sister!!!' she thought, her heart pounding in her chest.
Hearing her thoughts, Ashtarot smirked and stood up. He approached Sorrel, brushing her cheek lightly with his fingers before leaning in close to whisper in her ear.
"You look sexy. Are you deliberately trying to seduce me?" he whispered, making her shudder.
'Kyaaa~ He saw right through me! He's so close! Too close! I'm going to dieee~'
She screamed internally, but outwardly, she only blushed and whimpered softly, reveling in how his breath tickled her ear and how his proximity made her feel intensely aroused.
"Oh? No response? So it must be a yes, right?" he chuckled, his deep voice making her even more turned on.
Ashtarot then pushed her into the fitting room and closed the curtain. He pressed her against the wall, his hands on her waist, slowly loosening her kimono.
"Ah! Ah! Ashtarot!" she gasped, the suddenness catching her off guard.
'Oh no! I want to cum! He's touching me in dangerous places!'
Her thoughts were a haze of lust and joy. She clung to his back, her head resting against his neck as she inhaled his musky scent, the heady aroma pushing her closer to the edge.
'Is it okay if I come? Ah~ Ah~'
"Nnngghhh! Ashtarot!"
She cried out as his leg pressed against her crotch. But the tight kimono prevented him from making deeper contact, leaving her frustrated.
"You like this, don't you? You slut," he mocked, his voice dripping with revulsion, which only fueled her arousal further.
"AAAHHHH AHHHH!!! YES, I LIKE IT, PLEASE DON'T STOP!"
The kimono slipped further down her shoulders, revealing her delicate skin and the white lacy bra she wore beneath.
Ashtarot's hand slipped inside her kimono, deftly removing her bra and cupping her breast. He kneaded her flesh gently before leaning down to bite her neck.
He relished the feel of her soft breasts, even though they were too large for his hands to fully grasp.
"YES! YES! I WANT IT! PLEASE TOUCH MEEE!" she pleaded, her voice rising as he flicked and twisted her nipple, making it hard.
Ashtarot's leg continued its relentless grind against her wet pussy, the friction driving her wild. Her body quivered as she felt the build-up of her orgasm
"NNNGHH!!! AHHH AHHH!!! I WANT TO CUM!" she shouted.
However, he suddenly stepped back, causing her to slump to the ground. Sorrel froze, confused and disappointed, her wet pussy still convulsing and desperate to cum.
She looked up at him with droopy eyes, her face red. "AAAHH!!! AAHHH!!! Please don't stop, I want to come!" she begged, grabbing his leg. But he didn't move, only adding to her frustration.
"NOOO!!! PLEASE DON'T BE CRUEL TO MEE!!!" she sobbed, her body squirming, trying to recapture the pleasure.
Ashtarot's voice was calm and commanding. "This is something you need to achieve yourself, Lady Sorrel. If you want me to make you cum, do your job today properly without any problems, and I might grant your wish." He smirked, enjoying her torment.
"And please tidy up. We need to go," he added coldly, waiting for her to fix her kimono.
Sorrel hugged herself, her body trembling with unspent desire. 'NNNGHHH!!! ASHTAROT IS SO CRUEL!!!' The thought only made her more desperate for his touch.
She struggled to fix her kimono, her hands shaking as she covered her exposed skin and tightened her obi.
Ashtarot watched her intently from the sofa, his legs crossed, observing every movement with a hungry gaze.
He noted how her trembling hands lifted the sleeve to cover her breast and how she tightened her obi.
He wanted to devour her, but he knew patience was key. Patience would ensure the dragon sisters obeyed him and did their jobs properly.