bookpower Chapter 422: Harvest Festival (7)
Chapter 422: Harvest Festival (7)
Chapter 422: Harvest Festival (7)
Astra PoV
As I made my way over towards the fireplace and began to get to work, Countess Vitri grinned as she stared at the Duchess before looking towards me, her gaze palpable as she ogled my butt openly, the pencil skirt hugging my curves despite me wanting them not to in this particular moment...
Even with Olive - the Dogkin slave - slobbering on her fat, pudgy cock, Countess Vitri was staring at me lustfully as I prepared some tea, her eyes alternating between my thighs, my ass, and my chest, before she looked at my veil.
"Take the veil off, girl... I want to see the face of such a sexy woman."
Freezing, I held the teapot in my hands and turned, looking at the pudgy Noblewoman for a few moments before turning to the Duchess, who was still as impassive as before as she stared straight at Countess Vitri.
"Well? What are you waiting for?!"
Countess Vitri glared at me, anger sparking inside her pale blue eyes as she waited for me to do as she ordered, only for that anger to fade away and hide behind a fake smile as the Duchess said "Astra, keep making the tea please. Countess Vitri, Astra is my Secretary, and as such I expect you to treat her with respect. She is not a slave for you to order around."
"Ah, but of course~! My apologies, Duchess..."
Leaning back into her chair, Countess Vitri began to ignore me, staring at the Duchess closely with a half smile as she had her slave suck her cock, the decorum and elegance I expected from Nobles not present in her actions whatsoever.
"That is up for negotiation, Duchess... The two stores you mentioned capitalize on the middle class and the upper class respectively, and as such have different profit margins that would need to be matched..."
Giving Olive a break, Countess Vitri left her cock bare as she accepted the teacup from me, sipping on it before handing it to Olive, who was staring blankly at the floor as she continued to swallow down the woman's cum.
Feeling her eyes on my chest, I held back a shiver as I stood beside the Duchess, my eyes lingering on the rather impressive yet disgusting penis that she had, part of me wanting to give it a taste whilst the other part felt like I would throw up if I had to suck it... which only made me curious, but I kept that hidden as I continued to remain silent.
"Specifically, the wonderful Marquess was hoping to acquire either Jiyup's Orchard or Einca's Farm for Involit or Sors respectfully."
"Jiyup's produced approximately 400 Gold worth of food a year, and Einca's makes double that on a bad year. Meanwhile, I might be lucky if Involit earns me 250 Gold a year. As for Sors, it earned approximately 1,000 Gold last year, correct? One of these deals is fair, the other not so much. No, I would concede Ren's Farm for Involit. Or I would take one of her other properties alongside Involit for Jiyup's."
Countess Vitri's smile faded slightly as she stared at the Duchess, her eyes calculating a myriad of things as she drummed her fingers against the edge of her chair, before she nodded, saying "You're a sharp woman, Duchess. Much quicker on the pros and cons than the others I've negotiated with. Involit and Henrietta's for Jiyup was the best deal the glorious Marquess was willing to offer."
"Henrietta's... We'll need to discuss this further with your Marquess present, Countess Vitri. I am not against the offer, however I need to ensure I am cutting a fair deal... both for myself, and for the Marquess. Additionally, I would like it if you brought along the employee records and other notable documentation for those stores. I will provide the same for Jiyup's and Einca's, of course."
The Dogkin nodded, still wearing a small smile as she stood up, her eyes filled with a calculative, greedy light as she said "But of course, Duchess. I'll inform my Marquess as soon as possible. After the Festival concludes, shall we meet up again? Just us, to smooth things over... and perhaps I could be... 'convinced' to facilitate a much more fair deal between you and the Marquess?"
Her smile widened as she said that, and the futanari stared pointedly at me, licking her lips and proudly displaying her cock, which Olive was cleaning off with her lips and a handkerchief before helping the futanari pull her pants back up.
"We will need to chat, yes, but I don't know if that will happen... we shall see, Countess. Until then, may Dryatra guide you to joy."