My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

{You have tamed the monster, Apeman.}

The monkey turned to me and gave a thumbs-up of approval. I let go of Terra.

“Ahhn…” Terra moaned as she collapsed to the floor.

She turned to look back up at me, her eyes tearful and full of accusations.

“I-it was for the greater good.” I coughed.

Ultimately, after much work, I had gained the Apeman’s respect and incidentally tamed him. Rather than continue to let him witness my shame, I brought him into my soul world so that Terra could clean up without being stared at. I made sure to give her a towel, fresh panties, and a clean outfit. It was the only gentlemanly thing to do. Of course, Sapphire was also giving me hard looks.

“You didn’t touch me at all…” Sapphire pouted.

“I don’t touch little girls!” I cried.

“Are you still on about that?” Sapphire frowned. “First off, I’m a dwarf. We have a lifespan of over 1000 years, and age at about the same rate. Second, I was recreated by a dungeon, meaning my original lifespan stretches back much farther than that! Third, I’m your slave, and since you play with all of your other slaves, why am I the exception?”

I didn’t expect Sapphire to suddenly blow up at me. I was a bit stunned and didn’t know what to say. I looked to Terra for some support, but she had her back turned to me and was distinctly focused on cleaning herself. I called out to Alysia too but got no answer. She was in her sword form so that there was no chance that the Apeman would molest her while in the soul world, but she was completely silent.

“Sapphire…”

“Do you not see me as one of yours?” She asked.

I opened my mouth and then closed it again. She had come fairly close to the truth of it. When it came to attractiveness, Sapphire was very beautiful. Although when I first saw her, she looked to barely be over thirteen, she seemed to have grown since then. She looked closer to fourteen or fifteen now. She had a mature body. She even had larger breasts than Terra, although I’d never let Terra know that.

However, it was in her eyes, eyes that had seen a great deal of loss and had experienced much over the years that truly revealed her age. I had seen her soul and her story. She was mature, and there was no question of consent. I supposed the reason I had held back came down to the fact that I never saw her as my lover.

For all of the other girls, we had sort of been in a relationship from the get-go. We experienced some kind of sexual, emotional, or physical connection, and it felt like only a matter of time until our relationships became something more. However, when it came to Sapphire, as often as she acted flirtatious with me, I had never taken it seriously. That’s when I realized what it was. I didn’t see Sapphire as a lover. I saw Sapphire as a sister.

She was like the little sister I never had. She’d tease me and give me a hard time, and she had her own life and her secrets, but when we needed each other, we’d be there. That was the relationship I had felt with her younger self, and it carried through to this part of her too. Whether her name was Rubee, Garnet, or Sapphire, I felt like she was family.

“Sapphire…” my expression turned serious and I looked up. “I love you, Sapphire, bu… what?”

Sapphire was no longer standing in front of me. I turned around to see Terra waiting next to me. She pointed to the doorway leading out of the boss room which was now hanging open. Sapphire poked her head in from the hallway.

“I was messing with you, dummy.” Sapphire giggled. “Are we going or not?”

She turned around, her pigtails dancing as she ran off. Terra reached up and patted my shoulder.

“I thought Master’s confession was sweet.”

“Well… now I’m annoyed with her.” I narrowed my eyes.