James was quite familiar with shame, dozens of embarrassing memories as a private in the army were proof of that. But when Veronica opened the door to the barracks with him in her arms, he wanted to crawl in a hole and disappear.
Sitting in his now signature princess carry, James had cast his gaze around the room to find a plethora of scantily clad muscular women. A few were in a corner lifting weights, some were gathered around a table playing cards, while others were lounging about on furniture cracking jokes.
In sync, the women stopped their activities and turned to stare at the intruding duo. Recognition of their comrad lit some faces while the fascination of James sparked in the rest.
Veronica cleared her throat, readying to speak when a chorus of voices assaulted them.
"Hey Nica, aren't you on duty right now?"
"Who's the boy toy Sanders?"
"That's so unfair Nica, I want to hold him too~"
"I'll give you my weeks silver if you let me sniff him Nica~"
"Are y'all about to fill the quota!? That's so exciting…"
It was impossible to present an air of nonchalance to the crowd, being carried as he was. He tried to relax his features under their inquisitive eyes, but even that was to much. Now James was not one to blush, but he felt the color in his cheeks as the women babbled on. 'I get that soldiers are fairly crude, but have some decorum ladies! Where is your military bearing at..'
Raising her voice to cut off the endless chatter, Veronica blurted out, "Sergeant Dell, Lady Justine has given you new orders. You're on a new detail with me, effective immediately!"
While the chatter didn't stop, it lowered considerably in volume from a roar to a dull droning.
A moment passed by as nobody came forward to meet Veronica's proclamation. That's when the group that was lounging about started moving, soon after a slapping sound started echoing across the room.
James watched as a sleeping woman woke up and grabbed the person slapping her, then proceeded to throw her across the room. It was a pretty incredible feat of strength considering she was laying prone.
All that was heard as the figure flew was a surprised sound of, "Sonofabiiiii-" cutting off as she hit a wall.
The blonde woman rose from the couch, eyes blinking away sleep as she looked around with swollen red cheeks.
James noticed she was just as undressed as her companions, only wearing a bra and some loincloth type of underwear. He was instantly smitten as he thought, 'Oh my god, those boobs are huge!'
"It's my day off, can't you idiots leave me alone for one day!" She screamed with a fierce glare. It would have been intimidating if not for her chipmunk like appearance.
At that time Veronica repeated her instructions, "Sergeant Dell, you have new orders starting effective immediately." As she said this, Veronica tossed the parchment from Lady Justine over.
He heard sergeant Dell scoff as she muttered, "Typical, I make sergeant and I start getting all the dumb crap pushed onto me."
When she actually seemed to comprehend the written order, sergeant Dells head snapped up as she squinted at Veronica and James. Her entire attitude changed instantly as she locked eyes with James.
"Sir James, please wait a moment for me to get ready. I can begin my duty as soon as I get in my armor." In a flash she leaped up and dashed through the room down a corridor.
James wasn't as surprised of her sudden change of tone as he was of something else.
'My first love in this isekai world is a fake! Why is god so cruel..'
James had thought that maybe the underwear the women in this barracks room wore was just unnecessarily lumpy. As sergeant Dell had jumped up, he saw the lumpy underwear flop around as flesh was uncoiled and freed from its hold.
Her long thick cock bounced onto her chiseled abs and rebounded off her muscled thighs as she ran.
'8.. no 9. She's flaccid at 9 inches. My pride as a man is once again broken..' James was actually extremely confident about his size, he wasn't the biggest by any means but his 7 left women satisfied back on earth.
James was frozen in shock and heartbroken by the discovery when heard the woman, no, the ascendants start murmuring with whistful sighs.
"I wish I was that big.."
"That's so unfair, she's gorgeous and huge."
I wonder if she has a chance with the boy toy."
James face blackened as the new flow of conversation entered his ears. His only solace was that her size seemed uncommon among the Ascendants.
Sergeant Dell reappeared a few moments later fully clothed. Her armor was quite a bit different from the others he had seen so far.
Long golden blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, revealed crystal blue eyes that projected calm confidence. Hardened leather armor seemed to extenuate her curves holding tight to her torso. A pair of wicked daggers rested on each of her wide hips, just above where a stretchy legging material covered her lower half. A pouch was clasped onto one of her powerful thighs revealing a softness as it dug into her leg.
James eyes roamed over her before his eyes stopped on her crotch, a noticeable bulge was present indicating she had more than just a little extra.
Sergeant Dell's voice sounded out, "Sir James I'm ready to accompany you. We can depart at once."
James once again had pull his admiring eyes away from- 'I wasn't admiring! Just a little curious…' shaking his head James looked up to meet sergeant Dells face. Her cheeks were no longer swollen but they had a distinctly red shade still. Her big juicy lips seemed to quiver under his stare.
Coughing James stuck out his left hand in an akward attempt at a handshake from his carry and finally said, "Pleased to meet you sergeant Dell, thank you in advance for taking care of me." As he tried to put on a winning smile.
Gasps echoed throughout the room after his seemingly innocent words.
Veronica trembled slightly as she lowered her head to whisper in his ear, "Put your hand down! That gesture signifies that you not only want to make her your woman to impregnate, but keep her as your servant for life through the oathbinding."
Before James could retract his hand sergeant Dell caught it, he didn't even see her hands move. The color in her cheeks deepened as James realized the color wasn't from the earlier slapping, but a furious blush.
Dropping down to a knee, sergeant Dell took his hand and licked it from his wrist down to his ring finger where she sucked on it. Her soft lips pressed against his third knuckle as her tongue greedily licked.
Slowly sucking the spit on his finger, sergeant Dell's head bobbed back and forth until she finally released her suction. She then tilted her head down slightly to look at him even though she was on her knee and said, "Sir James, I Emily Dell, am yours. From this day onwards my body and spirit belong solely to you. I swear this on my life."
There was no sound in the room as James heard his heart race like a pounding drum in his ears. 'Oh man. Oh shit. What did I just do.'
Staring blankly in shock James sat in Vernonicas arms perfectly still. As this silence started to get even more uncomfortable Veronica whispered again, "Unless you want to make a complete fool outta her and shame her into committing suicide, take your finger and kiss it. Then repeat my words."
'I really don't want to.. but I can't have this girl killing herself because of me either..'
James did as he was told and after he kissed his finger he started repeating the words Veronica whispered at him.
"Emily Dell, I James, accept your oath. From this day onwards your body and spirit are mine. Let it be known."
Cheers erupted across the room as the final words left James lips. Congratulations for their sergeant flew about in a cacophony of noise.
"Congrats 'Em! You're movin' up in the world!"
"Wow sergeant! How'd you convince him so fast, tell us your secret.."
"This is so exciting, I bet their children will be beautiful."
"I wonder if I flash my junk at him, if he'll take me in as well…"
James face distorted as he heard the last words. Suddenly a mechanical voice sounded out as words appeared on translucent paper in his head.
(You are now oathbound to Emily Dell)
[Oathbinding: You have taken, Emily Dell, as an oathbound servant. Emily Dell is now oathbound to protect and serve you, this oath cannot be broken unless one of you die. If Emily Dell violates her oath to protect and serve, it will result in immediate death.]
'Just fantastic.. I haven't been here a full day and I already have a servant for life.' James thought ruefully.
Attention snapping back to reality, James saw Emily staring at him waiting a chance to speak, "Thank you for this opportunity Master, I will not disappoint you." She said this with a deadly certainty, even as her cheeks burned a deep scarlet. Emily was clearly as taken aback by the situation as he was, but had latched onto the opportunity presented to her.
James not knowing how to proceed decided to put up an air of unassuming bravado, "Well since our relationship has formed into such a deep bond so quickly, let's find somewhere quiet and have a chat. Also no calling me master, just James please."
Emily looked shocked by words and responded, "But Master, I couldn't possibly be so disrespectful to-"
James cut her off, "Well if I'm your master why are you defying my first orders for you?"
"B-but mast.." shrinking under his glare Emily finished, "Yes Sir James, I apologize."
"Emily, no Sir either. Just James, understood?" He said this with a gravity that wasn't really warranted for the situation. Also he didn't know why he cared that much about it.
"As you command, James." Emily looked very uncomfortable at the prospect of just calling him by his name.
"Well since that's settled, Veronica, let's find somewhere private."
"As you command, Master James." Veronica replied sarcastically. She seemed to be pissed off about something.
James raised his eyebrow questioningly, but she wasn't looking at him. Well he didn't think she was, it was hard to tell with the helm she wore.
Walking, well carried, towards a side path next to the barracks James heard Veronica muttering vacantly under her breath. He couldn't quite make out her words but had definitely heard something like, "Of course he likes the big ones.."
Decideding not to read in between the lines, James thought, 'What the hell has her so worked up, it's like I cheated on her or something.'
A little bit later the group stumbled into a small open area with a tables and bench seats. It reminded James of park back on earth, where people could get together and grill out.
Veronica mechanically strode forward and sat down at the most secluded table, propping up James in her lap again. This time her arms did not stay at his waist, instead they wrapped around him in bear hug. While so far her touch had been fairly gentle, this move was crushing him into her armor and was very painful.
"Um Veronica? Could you ease up a bit, this kinda hurts." James said as he was struggling to breathe.
As if his voice snapped her out of a trance, she quickly relaxed but still kept her arms around him. She apologized while saying, "Sorry James, I didn't realize what I was doing."
"It's okay, don't worry about it. No harm, no foul haha. But is something on your mind? You seem rather tense."
"N-nothing's wrong, I'm all good!" She stammered out unconvincingly.
Emily took the seat opposite of the two, her expression was somewhat downcast and fell even more at the sight of James being held so closely.
'Women and Ascendants are so complicated.. I've managed to make them both depressed and I haven't even said anything.." For the millionth time that day, James felt like crying.