Chapter 10: My morning

The next day, I started thinking about all the things I had to do during this week.

In 6 days there would be a huge party as a celebration, where also the Goblins who wish, would auction all the confiscated goods, that includes slaves. In my case, I have no intention of auctioning Seraph, beautiful women like Seraph are rarely auctioned, because they are a rare commodity, they can be sold at a high price, but very difficult to buy. If you take into account that she is a genius alchemist and trained in water magic and alchemy you will understand that selling her is stupid. 

The second thing, I need to improve my potion on the need of my semen, from temporary to permanent.

The third thing is to research spells, now that I have the chance to get in contact with one I should try to understand them, although I have little hope. 

The fourth thing is that I need to start taking my cattle out to the fields, Seraph must go twice a day to the fields to eat grass and I need to get the milk from her breasts so as not to cause disease. A lecherous grin showed on my face as I thought about that last task. 

Now that I have reached my teenage years I need a way to earn money, luckily alchemy and hunting are among the most profitable businesses' I thought as I made my way to the stable in the garden where Seraph was resting.

Although a small tribe surrounded by forest, my tribe was not entirely backward, we used currency stolen from traders, adventurers and villages, however, the use of trade was still practical, especially with livestock and weapons.

I opened the stable door, "Come out Seraph!" I shouted impatiently, a few moments later I saw her emerge from one of the rooms, if they could be called that. The changes between the Seraph of yesterday and today were obvious, she still had a round face, perhaps slightly paler and scrawnier but her cheeks were still lovely, tousled blonde hair and striking sky blue eyes. A small figure, short stature of about 4.9 feet, dressed in a black robe covering up to her ankles, although now dirty, with traces of blood, semen and broken, but unable to hide those two mountains even more prominent than before, which seemed impossible.

It was not the only change, her eyes seemed lifeless, but every now and then there were glimpses of something hidden. Her breasts were beginning to lactate, you could see it by the drip trickling across the entire underside of her tits clearly visible through the soaked robe in those areas.

"Follow me" I said before heading towards the nearest meadow. She followed me silently, always a couple or three steps behind me, her fear was evident, but I didn't dislike it, in time she would change, it was clear she had already made big changes. 

I saw that I had gone far enough into the meadow and decided to stop. "You can start eating," I said without even turning to look at her. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that she was about to kneel down and thus get on all fours so she could eat the grass. "What are you doing?" I said in an angry yet calm tone.

His body trembled, my anger had not gone unnoticed. "B-but m-master has given me permission to eat" he said with a fear that was impossible to hide. "True, but why didn't you thank me for feeding you?" I replied with a warm smile, though deep down we both knew there was no hint of warmth.

His mind took a second to comprehend and digest before he ducked his head down to the grass. 

I was going to tear it apart for disobeying me but I realized that the first thing that touched the ground was not his mouth but his forehead. "Thank you master for feeding me" she said before lifting her head to see me nod and start eating.

Although on the outside I kept my facade calm, inside I was ecstatic, from one moment to the next she went from being scared to kneeling down and thanking me for letting her eat the grass off the ground, thanking the very person who turned her into a cow slave and cum addict. 

Possibly it was a façade, something fake, she was not like the other cow slaves without conscience and sensitivity, she was my cow slave, a promising young woman of the human kingdom educated at the Royal Academy, the most prestigious in the country.

But even if it was fake, I didn't care, she can keep up her facade, but repeating an action, living a life that is not yours ends up becoming that, her new actions will prevail and be rewarded, her previous ones punished and eventually forgotten, until one day she will value me more than her own life. 

Naturally, I had no intention of letting her mature naturally, with my second part of the plan, I would be able to greatly advance her obedience and dedication.

"Zarok!" I suddenly heard two voices that brought me out of my trance, I turned around to see Seraph eating prettily and a dozen meters away I saw Zin, my fellow hunter and Glen, a fire mage I had met at school.

"What are you doing here?" I asked them with a friendly smile. 

Although I didn't have much of a relationship with anyone except my teachers and family I did spend some time with the two of them, 'arguably the closest thing I have to two friends'. 

"We're walking the cattle," Zin replied with the particular enthusiasm I remember from our hunts. "I didn't know you had cattle" I replied somewhat surprised, having cattle is no easy task, especially at his age, which is very close to mine.

You can only do it if you come from a big family like mine, although neither Rina nor I have asked our parents for slaves, there has been no chance either, as the last auction was 4 months ago, a little before our birth. The other way is through kidnapping, 'how Seraph'. 

"They are not ours', Glen replied with his usual calm, totally contrary to Zin. He took a breath before continuing "Zin and I have set up a small business, herding, we run both sheep, goats, cows and some cow slaves".

"Those rich people don't want to waste time herding their cattle, it's much easier for them to hire someone like us" Zin added.

I thought for a couple of seconds before suggesting my idea, "Hey, how about you walk my cow slave twice a day and I'll provide you with some buff and healing potions in return?".

"Are you sure?" said Glen, I nodded in response. "Ok, but if you can't renegotiate afterwards hahahahaha" added Zin with the same cheerfulness as always. 

"Perfect, she is kept in the stable in my garden, you can go and pick her up after sunrise and in the evening before sunset" I said before sighing, "you must know that she is a very valuable slave, if anything happens to her you will pay dearly" I told them half warning, half threat with cold eyes. "All right," Glen replied.

Seeing that it was already late I picked Seraph up and headed home, I still had things to do that day.