Milf Hunter in Another World

Everywhere you look, there are only beautiful women in miniskirt uniforms that barely cover their panties.

“Trainer Geum Taeyang, you’ve been verified.”

The identity verification is completed quickly.

It’s because Belita took care of the complicated procedures for me.

I even brought Belita to the center in person, so I’m practically invincible.

And if I’m invincible, the blonde, busty MILF is a god.

“Here’s your license.”

Trainer Geum Taeyang.

In the center, these words are elegantly engraved:

‘This person is recognized as a trainer of Isil.’

Damn~.

“What else can I help you with?”

“I’d like to launch a brand.”

“Then would you like to create a brand mark first?”

“A brand mark?”

“Here are some samples.”

The receptionist shows me a screen with various symbols arranged in order of creation.

They’re all bland since they’re samples.

“Do I have to choose from these?”

“Most people prefer custom-made brand marks. In common cases, they engrave initials, and for pictures, if you combine a few patterns, we can create one based on that.”

Belita peeks over my shoulder and throws in a comment.

“How about that floral pattern? It’s pretty….”

“Shh, stay out of it, pussy slave.”

“….”

How dare you speak while your master is choosing.

Belita crosses her arms under her bursting breasts and turns her head away.

This isn’t a tattoo.

It’s similar in that it’s difficult to reverse once it’s engraved, but it’s not for decoration.

A brand mark that symbolizes me….

‘As expected, isn’t a uterus tattoo the best?’

But it’s surprising that there’s no uterus tattoo in the samples.

“You don’t have a uterus tattoo?”

“Excuse me? Do you mean a pattern that symbolizes a palace?”

I say firmly,

“A uterus.”

“….”

…Seeing the receptionist’s smile twitch, I suddenly feel sorry.

How would an ordinary person know about a uterus tattoo!

Even in the world I lived in, only people who knew about it knew about it.

This person is just an administrative worker helping with trainer registration procedures…!

Embarrassed, I raise my head.

“Ah, I mean…. I’m sorry. Was that too blunt?”

“Uh, what kind of symbol do you want?”

The receptionist hurriedly changes the subject.

“An uterus tattoo….”

“….”

“….”

How do I explain this?

“Is there anything you can draw?”

I borrow a piece of paper and a pen and immediately show her an example.

A tattoo that symbolizes a uterus…. Something like this….

I move the pen confidently, using the experience I learned while spending time with married woman Park Jieun (39 years old, F-cup, 1 son, 1 daughter, likes to have sex in the kids’ playroom), who was a children’s art academy teacher.

“Is something like this possible?”

“Just the picture, without initials?”

“Yes.”

If no one else has something similar to me, this lewd symbol will become my symbol.

“It will take about 10 minutes. Would you like to wait a moment?”

I sit in a chair and pass the time by fooling around with Belita – although it’s just me unilaterally fondling her breasts.

Meanwhile, the receptionist, who has small breasts but a pretty face, creates a uterus tattoo by appropriately combining samples.

Woohoo! This is amazing!

The person who first thought of a uterus tattoo must be a genius.

The overall silhouette is close to a heart, so it wouldn’t look strange even if it’s engraved on other parts of the body, and the pattern symbolizing the fallopian tubes also looks like wings, so it would be perfect to engrave it on the lower back or the lower abdomen where the actual uterus is located.

Just thinking about engraving this vulgar brand mark on someone else’s woman and making her ‘my property’ makes my dick hard to control.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes! Please register this.”

“What color would you like?”

“Black as the base, but is it possible to make the center faintly glow red?”

“It’s not difficult if we use light effects. But the light won’t be that bright.”

“It would be weird if it’s too bright. Please adjust it appropriately.”

Even after the design was decided, I had a close consultation with the receptionist and finally completed the uterus tattoo that would symbolize the MILF Hunter brand.

Now, lastly….

“Where do I go to get this engraved?”

“Ah, there’s an engraver at the Magnetar Center.

Did you bring a slave with you today? Where….”

The receptionist notices Belita, who has been with me the whole time, and hesitates.

“A slave? I brought one. Come here, Belita.”

“….”

Belita approaches me with a reluctant expression.

I openly wrap my arm around her waist and kiss her cheek in a showy manner.

The receptionist looks even more shocked than when she heard that I wanted a uterus pattern.

“Ex… excuse me… are you… by any chance… the landlord of the Beast District, Lady Belita Grace…?”

“Can’t you tell by looking?”

“…I… I apologize!”

“I want to engrave our horny pussy slave with a brand mark. Is that possible?”

“Eh. But…. The… the brand value of a brand that’s only 30… for the landlord to be a… slave…?”

It’s as if something impossible has happened.

Belita’s expression also becomes increasingly distorted with shame.

“Do you think it’s not a good idea after all?”

I hug Belita tightly so she can’t escape.

“Belita, you promised to be my pussy slave.”

“…Haa.”

“If you get a brand mark engraved, you will be registered as this person’s slave in the Magnetar Center. It’s irreversible.”

I don’t like the receptionist’s attitude, as if she’s telling me to reconsider, but I understand with a generous heart.

The receptionist is genuinely surprised and doesn’t know what to do.

Belita Grace… becoming the pussy slave of an unknown rookie trainer.

I didn’t know about being registered in the Magnetar Center, but it seems to have a strong legal effect, which I really like.

Belita Grace as my property….

This troublesome task is worth it.

“Ah, I apologize…. for my presumptuous interference….”

The receptionist bows her head and apologizes to me.

“It’s okay. You were surprised, right? A married woman coming here to become a pussy slave.”

“…It’s… unprecedented for a noble lady to receive a slave brand mark.”

“You’ll see it often from now on.”

“Yes?”

“Can you explain what brand value is?”

“It’s an indicator that quantifies the brand value of trainers…. Uh, you just created a brand….

And since you don’t have any registered slaves, your current brand value is 30….”

“What if I register Belita Grace as a pussy slave?”

“…The brand value would be 89,000…. That’s on par with the top trainers in the city.”

Wow.

It jumps that much with just Belita?

I don’t know exactly how amazing that is, but judging by the receptionist’s reaction, it seems like an unprecedented rise that matches the description.

A crappy rookie trainer’s first slave is Belita Grace?

It makes me feel proud.

“Are there any benefits?”

“Yes, here….”

Scroll!

I flinch as I see more than 50 benefits popping up on the screen.

…There’s a lot.

A few of them seem like tangible benefits.

“…Lady Belita Grace, would you like to proceed with the slave registration process?”

“Why are you asking the slave instead of me….”

“….”

Belita seems lost in thought.

“Belita?”

“Let me think about it for a moment….”

“What?”

I follow Belita as she turns away.

“We have to register right away. Belita, that’s why we came here, right?”

“I’m a landlord of this city. If I’m registered as the slave of an insignificant trainer, I’ll become a laughingstock… It could also tarnish the honor of the Chartreuse family. It’s not as simple as stamping a seal.”

“….”

“…I must have lost my mind for a moment. I need to go back and clear my head.”

…….

….

I take Belita to the bathroom and fuck her doggy-style.

Squish, squish, squish, squish, squish!

“Say it again!”

“Ah, ang, ang, I’ll be a pussy slave! I’ll be a pussy slave…!”

Belita completely surrenders after four rounds of condom sex.

How dare a MILF pussy that can’t do without a King Dick defy her master’s will?

I grab Belita’s breasts with both hands and shake my hips violently.

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust♥

“Repeat after me, ‘I will become Master’s pussy slave.\'”

“I… will… ahh, ahh, become… Master’s… pussy slave…!”

“Don’t pretend to be expensive when you can’t do without my dick, and have a pussy orgasm!”

“Oh, ok…. Ooohh …. Ot…. Ot…. Pussy’s coming…. Pussy’s coming…!”

“Hup! Hup! I’m going to thrust my dick into the pussy of a madam who pretends to be expensive!”

Belita wiggles her hips and acts coquettishly.

Belita, with her head bowed, obediently receives my pussy pounding.

She’s lovely.

But it’s outrageous that she embarrassed me.

“Come on!”

“Ah, ang, ang…. I… I was wrong…. I take it back… I take it back, I was wrong♥”

I’ll make you repent your past mistakes with dick thrusts!

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust!

“Now that I’m pounding your pussy with my King Dick, do you finally understand your place?!”

“Ugh, ah, ah, thanks to your King Dick, I understand my place♥. Master’s dick is the best…♥”

I’m going to give some tension to Belita’s loose pussy with dick thrusts!

I vigorously rub my dick head and thrust into Belita’s pussy.

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust!

“Ok! Oh…. Ooohh …!”

I squeeze her bouncing breasts and push my waist in.

Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop♥

“Repent with your pussy!”

“Master…. Ughh…!”

“Belita’s pussy is Master’s pussy. Say it!”

“Be… Belita’s pussy is Master’s pussy…!”

“When you leave here, you’ll become my property. I’ll engrave it with my dick this time. Understand?”

“Yes, yes, I understand. I understand! Yes, yeshoo…♥”

Belita clenches her ass tightly and has a pussy orgasm.

As I relentlessly thrust my hard, erect dick, Belita can’t help but moan loudly.

I’ll teach you that you can’t escape my dick even without a brand mark!

I’m cumming in this horny madam’s pussy!

“Hup! Hup! I’m cumming! I’m cumming in Belita’s pussy!”

“Yes, ang, ang…! In my pussy… please cum in my pussy!”

Belita hasn’t forgotten what she learned.

A MILF with a firm ass clenches her pussy and begs me to cum, I can’t resist this!

I thrust my dick deep into Belita’s wet pussy and release my semen.

Spurt, spurt, spurt! Spurt, spurt!

“Slave brand mark coming!”

“Ugh…. Heugh…!”

Ah, it feels good…♥ I press my waist close to her and rub my pubic bone against her ass while continuing to cum.

I keep injecting semen until the condom is full, while squeezing Belita’s ass.

“Don’t make me feel neglected anymore.”

“…Ugh. Okay….”

Ah, I keep cumming….

It feels like I’m scraping out all the cum that was sleeping at the bottom of my balls and releasing it.

I whisper to Belita, still pressed against her ass,

“Then it’s okay if I engrave it on your stomach instead of your arm, right?”

“….”

“Answer!”

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust♥

“Haah…. Okay…. Okay…. I’ll get it on my… stomach….”

“When you get back, show it to your husband and get his approval after the fact. Got it?”

“….”

Belita lowers her head and sighs as if she’s at a loss for words.

“Answer!”

I stir her pussy with my erect dick, and Belita nods frantically.

“Yes, yes…! I’ll get Master’s brand mark engraved on my… uterus… and get my husband’s approval…!”

“Good.”

I pull out and attach the used condom to Belita’s panty string.

It looks nice with one on each side.

“Let’s go.”

I take Belita, who has become docile from the afterglow of her pussy orgasm, back to the receptionist.

“Lady Belita…? Are you alright?”

“…Please register me… as a pussy slave….”

“…Yes?”

“…I’m going to register as a pussy slave…. So please prepare the engraver….”

“Does that mean you want to register yourself as the property of trainer Geum Taeyang?”

Belita nods.

“Yes…♥”

I kiss Belita’s forehead.

“Good job, Belita.”

The receptionist’s cheeks turn red.

It seems like she’s vaguely aware of what happened while we were in the bathroom.

“I’ve called the engraver. Please go to B-14 to receive the branding.”

I take Belita and move to another room.

In the white room, which looks like a sterile room, there’s a woman with a shapely ass covered by an ultra-miniskirt, just like the receptionist.

‘Ooh…!’

Her beauty stands out even among the beautiful women of the center.

The glimpse of her under-butt that I saw when she was standing with her back turned is etched in my mind.

What the hell is that crazy ass volume!

“I’m the engraver, Peridot.”

Wow!

Her breasts are even more amazing.

Breasts that rival Belita’s…!

Her face looks young, but her body is outrageous.

Her actual age also seems to be in her early 20s. Her hair and eye color are a beautiful green, like her name Peridot, and her hair length reaches her shoulders.

Her face is so pretty that it makes you stare in a daze.

“Customer?”

“Ah, I’m Geum Taeyang.”

I reach out my hand for a handshake, but Peridot just looks down at my hand.

…I washed my hands cleanly.

Just as I’m about to feel a little embarrassed, Peridot bows her head.

“I apologize. I’m not allowed to have physical contact with anyone else before the branding.”

“Ah, th… that’s thorough….”

Is that true? Or is it just an excuse she made up?

I have no way of knowing.

But I decide to believe her. She exudes a professional aura from her gestures despite her young age.

“Slave, please come this way.”

I’m surprised to hear her call Belita a slave.

Come to think of it, the only ones who come to get branded are slaves who will become trainers’ commodities….

It’s not strange at all to call her a slave, but I can’t help but be surprised because my brand is so special.

Belita doesn’t get angry at the term and obediently follows Peridot’s lead.

“Please take off all your clothes.”

“All of them?”

“Yes.”

“….”

As Belita’s skin is revealed in the white room with nothing in it, I feel even more depraved.

It feels like I’m putting her on display and watching her….

I think to myself that it’s a good thing the engraver is a woman.

“Trainer, where on the slave’s body would you like the permanent brand mark engraved?”

“On her stomach, please.”

“Please press the exact spot with your finger.”

I approach Belita, who is standing naked but with her back straight.

And I press my finger on her lower abdomen.

The woman’s mons pubis. Also known as the ‘Mount of Venus.’

“Excuse me for a moment.”

Peridot puts on sanitary gloves and stretches her thumb and index finger to the limit, placing them on Belita’s mons pubis.

“Shall I engrave the brand mark at this size?”

“Yes.”

“If you want it in this location, we’ll need to remove the hair.”

“….”

“….”

I make eye contact with Belita.

Belita’s face turns red up to her ears, and she closes her eyes tightly.

“Then let’s remove the hair.”

Trembling….

Belita’s shoulders shake.

I can imagine how much she’ll nag me when we leave here….

But it’s so lovely to see her being obedient because she’s with her master.

Maybe it’s just my imagination, but her pussy seems a little wet too.

‘It’s not my imagination, is it?’

I rub Belita’s pussy with my finger.

“Ugh…!”

“Are you excited? Thinking about getting my brand mark on your body?”

It seems like I’m not the only one who’s excited.

Belita bites her lip and glares at me.

“We… we’ll do that later….”

“Are you excited? Huh?”

I lightly pinch her clitoris.

Belita flinches and nods.

“Later…. Master….”

It seems like she can’t stand being like this in front of the engraver.

Peridot, on the other hand, doesn’t seem bothered by Belita….

In fact, she’s looking at me with a sharp gaze.

“Trainer, please refrain from such actions before the branding process.”

“…I apologize.”

…I got scolded.

“It’s to prevent impurities from mixing in.”

“Do you do hair removal here too?”

“Yes. We will perform waxing.”

Whoa…!

I can watch Belita get waxed!

“Can I watch?”

“As long as you don’t touch her like you did earlier, it’s fine.”

“I… I don’t want to….”

“Hey, be quiet, slave.”

“….”

Belita glares at me as if to say, ‘Just you wait.’

There are so many hurdles to overcome before getting the brand mark engraved, why am I enjoying this so much?

If it were as easy as stamping a seal, I wouldn’t be this excited.

“Please lie down on the treatment table.”

Belita does as Peridot instructs, climbs onto the treatment table naked, and spreads her legs.