Chapter 31
Chapter 31
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 31
Chapter Title: Sophia the Milf (3)
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A witch knelt before a slave.
To a modern person's sensibilities, that might not seem like much, but to Siwoo—who'd endured Gehenna's feudal system for five whole years—it felt entirely different.
This was an unimaginably blasphemous scene.
Blasphemous enough to clear the aphrodisiac fog from his dazed mind, at least.
"S-Sophia... You can't do this."
Whether Siwoo said it or not, Sophia kept her hands on her knees and gazed up at him demurely.
Her foxy eyes narrowed just a touch, feigning ignorance of what they both knew.
"What?"
"I'm just a slave, and you're..."
"I told you already. You're the master tonight. I'm the one serving you. Don't like it? Spread your legs."
Sophia parted Siwoo's primly pressed-together knees and crawled between them on all fours.
Then, resting her breasts on his thighs, she stared straight at his cock.
"Hmm, no STDs as expected. Decent size too—this passes muster."
"Passes... muster?"
"Nothing major."
Sophia scooted even closer, enveloping Siwoo's cock snugly between her breasts.
"Guh!"
Soft, warm, pillowy tits wrapped gently around his shaft, and Siwoo's hips trembled—he was already on the verge.
To think a sensation like this existed. A world he'd never even imagined.
"Haven't seen a cock this big that doesn't get fully buried in a while. Hold on."
Sophia murmured a short incantation, and suddenly his cock grew slick.
She'd drawn moisture from the air, condensed it into water, then alchemized it straight into lubricant.
Now his shaft glided like an eel between her silky, slippery cleavage.
Sophia pressed her breasts tightly together with both hands and gave a little test wiggle.
"This should do it. Here we go?"
"Nngh!"
With just the right pressure, her breasts began sliding up and down his length.
The head peeked out and vanished repeatedly in her pale valley.
Her nipples peeked through the gaps in her clutching fingers.
Oval orbs jiggled rhythmically, driven by a single holy mission: to milk out his cum.
"Feels good? Good? Good?"
Sophia beamed at Siwoo's reactions—tormented yet blissed-out.
Slap slap slap slap
The wet smacks of the undersides of her breasts against his thighs grew louder.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Oil and air bubbles squeaked in hot pursuit.
"If you wanna cum, go ahead. Or... somewhere specific?"
"A-Anywhere... Gonna cum... Right now...!"
Compared to jerking off, this pleasure was at least ten times greater. Siwoo's mind went white.
"Nngh!"
He couldn't hold back anymore. Cum erupted fiercely.
The force was so intense he felt his balls vibrate—a shattering climax.
Semen surged through his urethra and blasted out.
Sophia timed it perfectly, cradling his head between her tits.
Even so, the flood overflowed her cleavage like a milky tide, pooling up to her neck and collarbone.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
"Good boy~"
Sophia's aftercare was thorough.
After an ejaculation twice as long as usual, she gently stroked his lingering shaft with her breasts.
Each press of her ample tits on the head sent aftershocks—like mini-orgasms.
His cock twitched, squeezing out every last drop from his urethra.
"Were you planning to go to bed with all this pent up?"
Siwoo lay there, spent and staring at the ceiling in post-nut clarity, while Sophia slowly worked her now cum-slick cleavage.
The stimulation right after cumming made his hips buck wildly.
Moments later, Siwoo came back to his senses a bit.
"Th-Thank you."
He'd basically cum-packed half her magnificent tits, so thanks seemed reflexive.
A thick night-bloom scent wafted belatedly.
"That good, huh?"
But Sophia's service wasn't over.
She squeezed even harder—tits mashed fully together—and rubbed his cock with fierce affection.
Even though he'd just cum.
The greed to blow another load welled up.
He wanted more of this bliss.
"Jeez, if Amelia hadn't marked her territory, I'd have devoured you."
Siwoo barely registered Sophia's wistful mutter.
"All clean!"
With her chant, cum and oil vanished spotless.
His cock, half-melted into her cow-like tits, fluffed up dry. A bit of relief at last.
Sophia released her massive breasts and freed his cock.
Breathing room at last—yet profound regret made it twitch several times.
Watching intently, Sophia teased.
"Hasn't gone down yet? Guess we need more."
She'd nailed exactly what Siwoo wanted, but the virgin lacked the guts to demand it outright.
Sophia giggled, utterly charmed by his cuteness.
"Alright, lie back on the bed."
He flopped down like he was hypnotized.
Post-climax languor weighed his eyelids, yet anticipation stiffened his cock.
"There."
Suddenly, his head lifted onto something pillowy—utterly unlike a pillow.
"Comfy?"
Above him: Sophia's maternal symbol half-obscuring her face, with just her nose peeking out coyly.
Cascading hair like a waterfall.
Sophia was giving him a lap pillow.
"That cute face just makes me wanna keep going."
Sophia lifted one breast and pressed it to his lips.
"Suck~"
"Ah... aaa..."
Siwoo's parted lips met soft tit.
"Relax your whole body. Lie back nice and easy. Good boy."
At the same instant, Sophia's long fingers enveloped his cock steadily.
No milk flowed, but the pose was textbook nursing handjob.
Whether from the aphrodisiac or the impossibly soft breast in his mouth...
Warmth filled his chest.
Lately, he'd started to get why Takasho loved this place.
Who wouldn't be happy with this every day?
"Wanna cum sucking like a baby this time?"
"Mmph."
Siwoo nodded, lips latched. Just like she'd taught, he suckled the nipple gently with his lips and teased the tip with his tongue alone.
Meanwhile, he savored her octopus-like hand gliding softly on his shaft.
"Like a baby. So damn cute."
Male pride aside, being babied and called cute felt...
Opposite of lustful—pure warmth.
The nurturing hug he'd forgotten since capture.
"Want me to make milk too?"
"????"
"Eh, sure. Give it a suck."
No way even a witch could...
Dubious, Siwoo suckled—and sweet, hazy milk flooded his mouth.
Fresh jets lashed his tongue.
Sophia lactated like a cow for real.
Lukewarm and sugary—like microwaved milk—Siwoo gulped it greedily.
"Tasty?"
"Mmm...!"
"Special treat for good boys."
Sophia grinned and resumed her handjob.
Siwoo was still a virgin, but he'd had handies from five different girls by now.
He'd learned they all felt unique.
Amelia's: precise and elegant, like a pianist's touch.
Pinpointing pleasure spots from his reactions and her grip.
The twins: innocent fumbling, like clueless kids.
...Exclude that.
Larissa's: lewd force-feeding of male ecstasy.
Sophia? Utterly unique.
A handjob, sure—but no rush to cum, no pleasure coercion.
Her hands skipped the shaft, stroking only the head like clutching clouds: endlessly soft, calm caresses.
Sensations built gradually, vectoring from comfort to ecstasy.
Motherly mercy handjob.
Add thigh pillow, soft breast on his nose, milk's taste—it was ultimate massage bliss.
"Wanna cum? Just say. No need to hold back."
"Mmph...!"
Siwoo nodded, still nursing.
In the dim light, her cheeks glowed peachier than before.
Lost in dreamlike rapture for ages, Siwoo suddenly felt off and opened his eyes.
Lower belly queasy.
Building to cum?
Bladder twinge?
No.
New sensation—like stepping into virgin territory.
His rock-hard cock had softened to semi, hips bucking unconsciously.
"What's wrong? Not good?"
"N-No... What is this...?"
Sophia smirked slyly, swirling her palm over the head.
Steady, relentless pace.
"Why'd you stop sucking? Full? Done with milk?"
"Y-Yeah, probably."
Faucet-like lactation was neat, but...
This cock mystery gripped him more.
Normal cum hits at pleasure 100—racing 90-to-100 in a flash.
The gap-closing rush is the bliss.
Now? Teetering at "gonna cum any second," yet stuck semi-erect.
Like pleasure locked at 95.
"Hng!"
Sudden electric tingle raced from head deep into his gut.
"What?"
"My body's... weird...?"
"Totally normal. Trust me?"
Her silky voice melted his tension away.
Tingly itch amplified, amplified...
Then—like a full glass tipping—orgasm crashed sudden.
"Nngh...!"
Cock hardened rigid.
"Here we go."
Siwoo thrashed, then realized: he couldn't move.
Invisible force held him softly firm.
"W-Wait...!"
No time—piss-like sensation hit as clear fluid jetted from his cock.
It sprayed the bed coolly—not cum, not quite orgasm either.
Like... cumming piss?
"It's fine, no scary. Just let it all out~ No fear."
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Sophia's grip shifted firm on the head—fluid fountained like a burst fountain.
"Gah!"
Ecstasy like 20-second ejaculation.
Siwoo's head spun, mouth agape—Sophia cleaned magically.
"Felt good, right?"
"Hah... hah... heuk..."
Sophia grinned at his dazed face, then dressed.
"Get closer to Amelia, and I'll teach you even better stuff. Hanging with me'll make your first time smoother. Someday, anyway."
Siwoo nodded blankly. Sophia bid goodnight and left.