“That’s right. I have nothing against whips, but only during sex!”
This made Selva sigh while I took the opportunity offered to us to brighten the mood.
“Are you into that, master?”
“You try many things when you live for a long time like me.”
“How old are you?”
“94!”
“You’re still young, master.”
“Not for very long if I don’t rank up soon.”
This was the issue with people stuck in front of the wall. They knew there was a higher place to reach but couldn’t do it no matter what. They could only watch themselves grow older helplessly. It was only worse if they were close to someone who managed to cross the wall. Their friend or family member would stay young while they wouldn’t, and drama sometimes occurred.
I wondered if it wasn’t that bad in this world since there were so few rank 7 in the first place.
“You’ve already fooled around for a long time, master. It’s okay if you grow old and die. I’ll take care of the rest.”
“Kahahah! Look at this girl. It’s really not worth it raising a disciple. That’s what I get after caring for her all those years.”
“I feel like my fellow disciple has something against master.”
“Who knows! She was so cute when she was young. Now she’s constantly rebelling. I miss the good old days.”
“Hmph.”
Selva moved further away from the carriage as if she had enough of us. After a bit of time, she simply stated.
“I’m going to scout ahead.”
And ran at full speed without waiting for an answer. What an escort. She just left the person she was supposed to protect behind.
“This girl…”
Wico shook her head on top of mine. Now that we were only two, silence settled between us. Maybe because she was bored, she began munching my hair distractedly. A while later, she switched to my ears. It was like she was waiting for a reaction from me, which I wouldn’t give her. Her actions were just like those of a small child, and it wasn’t hard to ignore her.
With Selva not seeming like she was coming back anytime soon, she finally flew away from me and lay down on the stack of weapons. A minute later, she moved suspiciously.
"Tila, Tila, lookie here… It's my pussy!"
I obviously looked behind me and was met with a different view from what I expected. Wico had her legs wide open, the bottom part of her already short martial outfit folded to allow me to see everything. She had no underwear whatsoever, making her tunic and sandals the only pieces of clothing on her.
As for the part in question, there was indeed a hole but not looking like a classical vagina. It was round, with a bottle-like neck of flesh surrounding it. There was nothing else in sight, no matter how hard I looked. Still, the view was oddly arousing, and I felt myself getting hard.
“Kahahah! I got you again! Bird subspecies don’t have pussies!”
“Huh? Then, what’s that?”
“It’s called a cloaca. It doesn’t have a clitoris! Plus, male bird subspecies don’t have penises!”
“Really? How do you have sex then?”
“They rub their cloaca against ours and then “pshh!”, they ejaculate inside!”
“Wow. How interesting. Does that feel good?”
“It’s not bad but see?”
She opened her cloaca with two fingers to show me the interior of her hole, which was made of light flesh pulsating erotically.
“It’s still a hole! I like it much better when a big dick stirs my cloaca! That’s the stuff that gets me going!”
This was the beauty of this world, where people weren’t limited to having sex with folks from their species. Her dirty talk gave the finishing touch to my tool, which was now completely erect.
“Master… Could you give me a practical sexual lesson?”
She noticed my hard-on and laughed happily.
“Virgins are so easy to get aroused! But nope, you’re fifty years too early to lay your hands on your master! Kahahah!”
She closed her legs and sat down, looking as if nothing happened. I started to understand what Selva had against her.
“How cruel, master.”
“That’s your lesson for today. Life is cruel!”
This was nothing new to me. That lesson had been carved into my flesh and bones long ago. I had no choice but to think of something else to distract me and let my shaft slowly soften.
Around thirty minutes later, Selva came back, sweating a little. She placed herself next to the carriage and walked again, not even bothering to report anything from her supposed scouting.
A few hours later, we arrived at our first stop, a relatively large village. This place had nothing special by itself except that it was located around one day of distance from Geola. As such, it ended up being the most standard resting place for people heading north from the never-sleeping city. Its main attraction was its inn, which also served as a bar and stable, handling any needs travelers could have, and earning a lot of money this way. The building was very noticeable due to its size, contrasting with the modest farming houses surrounding it.
We reached it while the sun wasn’t completely down yet since we had moved at a decent pace without encountering any issues. I parked the carriage in the stable in a spot resembling the one I rented in Geola.
A young girl asked if we wanted to hire her to take care of the horses but I told her I would do it myself. It wasn’t that I was short on money but because I was advised to take care of the horses personally to bond with them. I didn’t dislike it either since it was simple work and the horses were gentle and appreciative of the brushing I gave them.
But first, we entered the inn. Everyone turned our way as we came in, most losing interest quickly. A few feline women eyed me weirdly but the place was full of men of different species and I wasn’t anything too special here, despite this being Makji’s territory.
I made my way to the counter manned by a large-looking feline woman.