Devouring Ayame

"Sure. Can you tell me what your gift is now?"

"…" She paused her pouting as she slowly looked up into my eyes bashfully, with rosy red cheeks. 

"My first time…"

I stood frozen for a moment. I couldn't believe the words that came out of her pink lips. Ayame is the girl I've been fervently trying to topple since day 2 of my transmigration. I still vividly remember when I was just fucking around, going to the slave district just for fun, since I knew I had no funds to buy anyone besides useless old cripples.

Yet, as luck would have it, or perhaps fate if we want to be a bit more dramatic, this lovely woman had a unique contract that allowed her to refuse wannabe buyers, lowering her price drastically in the process.