Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 252: It’s Called Bondage

It was worrying but Meri still had to leave Ras Vegas. I tearfully saw Meri off, then returned to the dungeon.

"Please wait just a moment!!"

I tried to go back. If the Ras Vegas mayor and union boss old man with a desperate face hadn’t grabbed me.

"What is it? Haven’t you heard the news? We’re at war right now."

"I know it’s rude but I had to ask! At least hear me out first!!"

"...Mm, fine. Let’s hear it."

Shaitan kept repeatedly telling me to hurry over, but couldn’t unexpected problems arise in any situation at any time? Before crossing the portal, I faced the union boss.

"If this isn’t a problem worth stopping me, you’ll be visiting the ranch today."

"I made a school swimsuit."

"...Wait."

I immediately summoned Shaitan. Shaitan, clearly tired, greeted me the moment I summoned her.

[Master, please come quickly. I’m reaching my limit alone.]

"Just hold on a bit. An important problem came up."

[My tail can’t hold out any longer...!]

"A school swimsuit was made."

[....]

At my words, Shaitan immediately held her breath. Even Shaitan, who’d been desperately waiting for me to come, hesitated—the problem the union boss brought was that important.

"A school swimsuit...."

Among the many ideas I’d just given the union boss as ideas, this was one I’d only handed over a rough sketch for and left at that. There might be material issues, but above all, since its original purpose was a swimsuit, I’d thought it was impractical clothing.

"Why’d you make a school swimsuit of all things?"

"Well...."

The union boss exhaled roughly and pointed west with trembling hands.

"Because I want to see women swimming in the river wearing school swimsuits."

"Good, you pass. I’ll go see it right away."

I personally supported the union boss and entered the government office. On the way in, I contacted Shaitan to leave a sincere apology.

’I’ll definitely make you wear it later.’

Just a swimsuit wouldn’t help at all, but right now the school swimsuit was the most important item that would become our legion’s strength. Swallowing the image rising in my head, I entered the government office with the union boss.

"Here it is."

The union boss pointed to a small space in one corner of the office. It was a break room for those working in the office to rest, and the space was extremely cramped.

’An assassination here?’

Putting a rock in stockings to hit from behind? Could they be plotting something? But suddenly opening the door wouldn’t make Halphas pop out going ’kyoot.’

’If it’s an assassin, I’ll just kill them.’

Calling an assassin to the government office in the center of Ras Vegas? Or the union boss doing it himself? Either way, I could handle it sufficiently. I steeled myself and flung the door open.

"Ma, Master?!"

"...It is an assassination after all."

Inside was Eila in a school swimsuit with her face deeply flushed, watching me nervously.

"Ah, so this is a brain kill."

The Andras thread that became the fabric’s material was shining like black latex, fully revealing Eila’s physical beauty. Eila covered her chest with her arms, but her resilient legs revealing white starting from near her privates appealed to me at an angle.

’Shame it’s not navy blue, but this is good in its own way.’

A woman with blonde hair and blue eyes in a black school swimsuit. Smaller than Shaitan but an appropriate size that could be seen in reality, my heart moved more. Like a woman caught trying on clothes in a dressing room, Eila fidgeted and kept lowering her head.

"Ma, Master. This is, well...."

Eila lightly covered the clothes and stockings scattered on the floor with one foot. From bra to panties, everything visible—she seemed to have stripped off every thread and only worn the school swimsuit. I squatted down to check.

"Huff."

The axe mark was deeply carved. I raised my finger and lightly moved aside the school swimsuit passing through her crotch.

"Hehe, then since it’s a rare occasion, please enjoy...."

The union boss tried to wisely back away. But I grabbed the closing door and called the union boss.

"No. You look too. We need to check if the clothes function properly, right? Eila, lend me your ear."

I briefly told Eila about my plan. Eila’s face immediately flushed as she fidgeted and nodded.

"You said you wanted to see women swimming in the river wearing this? Then I’ll let you see. But...."

I lifted Eila up.

"Instead of swimming, I’ll show you something else."

The river would be dyed milky white.

***

The union boss of Ras Vegas’s weaving guild, Cost Humphrey, had one dream since childhood.

’I want to dress pretty women in pretty clothes.’

Some condemned his dream as perverted or questioned his sexual orientation, so union boss Cost ended up hiding his inner feelings and living for decades.

At best, the only way he could realize his dream was making dresses for noble ladies to wear, but dresses made by a union boss in a nameless city of a barony had no fame.

But light finally shone on him too. Thanks to meeting one benefactor, he could fully unfold his desires.

Stockings.

School swimsuits.

And following that, the existence who provided ideas for extraordinary clothing like leggings, tank tops, and bondage was practically like a green angel sent down to him by god.

Splash, splash.

And the green angel made him experience a new world.

Ah, haa, nngh.

The lady knight who commanded hundreds on battlefields was whimpering with her brilliant blonde hair flowing. Her head was completely wet, and her only clothing was the black school swimsuit union boss Cost had created.

Splash, splash.

And the orc clinging to the lady knight’s back was completely naked, fondling the lady knight’s school swimsuit while shaking his hips. Every time the orc moved, the lady knight burst into cries and drooled.

"Ohhh...."

In the middle of the river where darkness had fallen and only moon and stars shone, even filtering the current, the orc was making love with the lady knight. While even wearing clothes union boss Cost had personally made.

"Union boss sir, please stop watching and come inside. The night air is cold."

The weavers’ vice-representative carefully approached and called union boss Cost. Though a woman, she had a strong personality and shook her head watching the lady knight whimpering while caught by an orc.

"Why would someone like that to a mere orc...."

"A mere orc?"

Union boss Cost questioned the vice-representative in a sharp voice.

"We can live like this because that person bestowed grace on us. Don’t forget. The reason we can live here in Ras Vegas is because that person permitted us to live here."

"...Yes. That’s true. But we can’t live watching such things forever, can we? Even the Goddess has decreed it forbidden—"

"What if it’s forbidden?"

Splash, splash.

The orc who’d been splashing water everywhere changed his penetration position with the lady knight.

"Is that forbidden? Forbidden decreed by the Goddess? Then there’s no problem."

After making her raise one leg high while facing each other, he moved the school swimsuit at the crotch area slightly to the side of the mound, exposing the private parts. It wasn’t visible from union boss Cost’s view, but despite watching from afar, the situation felt vivid as if watching from the side.

Squish, squish, pssshh.

An ambiguous sound echoed everywhere—unclear whether it was river water splashing or liquid flowing from a person’s thing. Union boss Cost smiled seeing white, sticky liquid gradually flowing down the river.

"He is a god. A new god who even blasphemes the Goddess."

The white, sticky semen was flowing along the river’s current, passing over the moon reflected in the river.

"Yes... I’ve lived until now to see that...."

Union boss Cost quietly shed tears seeing the clothes he made used in such a meaningful place.

***

After school swimsuit play with Eila. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

After thoroughly drying the fainted Eila with a dry towel everywhere and laying her back on the government office bed, I checked the condition of the school swimsuit freshly stripped from Eila.

"At least it passes its original purpose."

Despite entering water, there was no wet spot. Precisely, water droplets were on the outside but it didn’t absorb water and sag like other clothes.

"This should be enough to call it a swimsuit."

If Shax had worn this school swimsuit and crossed the puddle, she probably would’ve overflowed with strength and subdued me.

"Then let’s see the ultimate purpose."

Swimsuits are made for swimming. But I, and the union boss, didn’t make swimsuits for swimming.

’To dress them and fuck them.’

Unlike Shaitan’s dream play, how wonderful that we could do clothed sex similarly in reality. I thoroughly felt and lightly twisted everywhere from the chest to the other armpit to the crotch, checking the material.

"This shouldn’t tear. Doesn’t stretch either."

"I twisted and wound Andras thread in several layers. I paid most attention to resilience."

"Good. A swimsuit that’s not bouncy isn’t a swimsuit."

Even pulling the crotch area sideways didn’t loosen it. At this level, it would maintain that unique texture and elasticity next time worn too.

"But the durability isn’t perfect. Just Andras feathers seems insufficient."

I pointed to the mark formed at the crotch area. Maybe because Eila wore it when the size didn’t fit, the crotch area was bouncy but slightly opened.

"Unlike stockings which are heavily consumable one-time items, school swimsuits are proper clothing. Too wasteful to wear and throw away after just five or six times. Lots of fabric went in too, right?"

"...May I speak honestly?"

"Speak."

"I didn’t think you’d dress her in it and make love in the river."

"...What?"

My voice naturally turned harsh.

"Why would I tell you to make it if I wasn’t gonna wear it and do it?"

"Unlike stockings, I thought it was purely eye candy. You didn’t tell me to make the crotch area easy to tear like stockings, so I thought it wasn’t for that purpose...."

"It’s obviously for that purpose. All the materials I gave you have that intent."

"Mmm...."

The union boss nodded with a quite perplexed face. Thinking about it, the designs I gave him were almost important for ’acting out the situation after wearing,’ so he might not know anything just from the clothes. I fully understood the union boss’s confusion.

’Explaining nurse outfit sex play or female teacher play would be meaningless.’

I’d need to make him understand modern situations, but carelessly talking could backfire. Instead, I suggested he realize another idea.

"Try making stockings using the method you made the school swimsuit. And make the top wearable like this."

"That’s...?"

"It’s called leggings and a tank top. Union boss, think about it."

I pointed to Eila resting soundly naked under the bed covers.

"This lady knight exercising in the training grounds wearing these clothes... how about it? With her hair tied in a ponytail, like a horse’s tail."

"Gulp."

The union boss drooled the moment he heard. Nurses or teachers might differ from modern times, but the image of an athletic girl wasn’t much different. What if it’s a blonde lady knight at that?

’Instant boner.’

"Indeed. Understood. I still have so much to learn."

"Right. I think there’ll be difficulty making it realistically. But don’t worry. There’s a way to ease your concerns."

I took out a sheet of paper and showed it to the union boss. The union boss’s eyes immediately widened as he trembled.

"Could this be done with leather too?"

"Of, of course. No, it absolutely must be leather."

"Perfect. The color... isn’t black, but if it’s leather I think we can obtain it."

I handed the paper to the union boss and pushed him out the door.

"Go. Go and prepare."

"Yes!"

The union boss ran off with fire in his eyes. I gathered Eila’s clothes scattered on the floor, recalling the design I’d given the union boss.

"The most urgent item for our legion... hehe."

There would be many battles ahead, and prisoners would increase one by one.

Our legion needed restraints to bind them.

"So what is this called?"

"It’s called bondage."

Restraints made of leather.