Chapter 19
Chapter 19
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: Insult-Laden Betting Blowjob Service with a Throat Creampie
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After enjoying some wild outdoor sex with Kirke, I headed back to my room.
For the record, Kirke caught her breath for a bit and then went off to work.
Apparently, the Great Witch had quite a bit on her plate.
'Trying to squeeze in sex with me amid all that chaos must be exhausting.'
I figured I'd need to take some steps to ensure my leisurely training sessions with her.
'Of course, that'll have to wait until my own situation stabilizes first.'
Back in my room, I washed up lightly and dove straight into my books.
Training Kirke to bend to my will was important, sure.
But boosting my own magic level was just as crucial.
'If my skills fall short and I can't claim the family head position, it'll all be pointless.'
With that in mind, I planned to immerse myself in magic studies whenever I had the chance.
Truth be told, aside from that, studying was genuinely fun.
It might sound crazy.
But the witches' magic was revolutionary, even to me as a fellow mage.
'How do they even come up with these ideas and craft such spell formulas?'
Is this how an ancient mathematician would feel in the modern world?
Every page brought a flash of insight.
My realm advanced just from accumulating knowledge.
No wonder reading was the next best thing after sex.
That's when I was deep into my magic studies.
"Pardon the intrusion."
Medeia approached from the side.
She was my dedicated maid, and surprisingly diligent about her duties.
Not only did she handle basic housework and comforts flawlessly.
She also managed my schedule and various tasks.
"It's time, so would you drink this, sir?"
"This is..."
"The men's nutritional tonic you had before."
Her most sincere effort was in sex.
More precisely, getting Kirke pregnant.
"This boosts a man's virility, right? And gets you a bit aroused too."
"...I believe it's essential for you, sir."
Medeia held out two vials.
I could feel her single-minded determination to impregnate Kirke somehow.
'Not that I'm complaining.'
This was a special witch's tonic, after all.
Out in the world, I'd have bought it out of curiosity alone.
'But when it's forced on me, I just want to say no.'
Guess I had a rebellious streak.
"Do I have to take this?"
"As I mentioned, it's vital for conception and marital relations."
"But Kirke didn't know a thing about this tonic."
"......"
Medeia, who usually responded like a machine, clamped her mouth shut.
"You didn't even report it to Kirke—it was just between you witches, right?"
"...Not everything needs to be reported to the Great Witch."
"I think that's crossing a line. Husband and wife are one body. Her business is mine, and mine is hers."
Medeia was speechless, caught off guard.
Not telling Kirke wasn't a huge sin, really.
But it wasn't something to act all high and mighty about either.
"Ah~ Keeping secrets from my bride Kirke like this. Makes it seem suspicious—I don't wanna drink it~"
At my teasing words, Medeia's brow furrowed ever so slightly.
"There's absolutely no poison or anything like that. We wouldn't do something so vile to the Great Witch's husband."
"Who knows? Ugh~ Talking about it makes me even more scared. What now?"
"...I could force it down your throat."
"Go ahead. I'll tell Kirke everything tonight, tonic included."
"......"
Our eyes locked.
A battle of pride and guts, neither backing down.
But in the end, Medeia yielded.
"Haa."
She sighed in annoyance and glared at me again.
"...What do you want?"
"Now we're talking~"
Like I said, I'd gladly take the tonic.
But passing up a chance to mess with this robotic maid? That'd be a waste.
"Nothing big. How about a little bet?"
"A bet... you say?"
I grinned at her puzzled expression.
"If you suck my dick for ten minutes and I cum in your mouth, you win. If I hold out, I win."
"...Have you lost your mind?"
Medeia looked down at me with utter contempt.
Her stunningly beautiful face and sweet voice treating me like trash.
That chilling gaze was a reward in this line of work.
"If you don't want to, fine by me. I just won't take the tonic."
"...If you're going to waste stamina, use it on the Great Witch instead."
"Don't worry, I'll go until she passes out. No need to fret."
"Why such a vulgar bet? There are other ways."
"You doing it or not? Just say yes or no."
I acted shameless on purpose.
Once you lose control of the conversation, they derail it every time.
"You gave me a blowjob in the carriage, so what's the big deal? Not our first time."
"That was to calm you down. I didn't want the Great Witch disappointed."
Medeia rubbed her temple like it was a headache.
That gesture told me she wasn't refusing.
"Tch!"
She even clicked her tongue loud enough for me to hear.
"...You'd better keep your promise."
"Of course. I'm a man who always honors his word."
"Hurry up and cum then. I don't want to waste time on this garbage."
I stripped and lay on the bed.
Medeia climbed on top of me.
'Kuuh, just the view's got me hard already.'
A busty maid who periodically looks down on me.
Now forced to suck my dick and urge me to cum.
That alone was enough to get any man going.
'And her body's killer too.'
Look at those breasts and hips not even hidden by the maid outfit.
If she were a regular servant, I'd be pounding that juicy ass every day while she cleaned windows.
"Shall we start when I flip this hourglass?"
"...Understood."
I conjured a magical hourglass into view for both of us.
"Make me cum in ten minutes. Go."
The moment the hourglass flipped, Medeia latched onto my dick.
"Mm... lick..."
She started by licking from the base to the shaft with her tongue.
The smooth stroke from bottom to top felt incredible.
'Oh... she's better than I thought.'
Her tongue felt incredibly soft against my dick.
Despite the time limit, she didn't rush.
She skillfully aroused it leisurely.
-Slurp... sluuuurp...♥
'And she goes straight to blowjob, no hands even.'
After treating me like trash just moments ago.
Wasn't she way too willing for dick-sucking?
Her blank gaze looked up at me the whole time.
That contrast with her tongue's motion was hot as hell.
"...You're already hard."
Before I knew it, my dick stood rigid, pointing at the ceiling.
Her tongue work was too good—blood rushed in uncontrollably.
"For someone who boldly proposed this bet, it seems it'll end quick."
"Guess we'll see."
"Now that we've started, I have no intention of losing."
Medeia undid her maid top without hesitation.
Unhooking her bra revealed massive, pale breasts.
-Boiiiing...!
'Whoa...'
The way they jiggled under gravity was mesmerizing.
Truly beautiful, luscious tits.
They seemed enchanted to captivate any man.
I forgot the bet for a second, eyes glued to those white mounds and pink nipples.
"You like women's breasts, sir."
-Squeesh... squeesh...
Medeia jiggled them herself with her hands.
The soft flesh rippled like dough.
'Kuuh... insane.'
Already obscenely sexy tits.
A beauty like her shaking them was violently erotic.
"...Just gonna stare? You can touch if you want. Though that'll bring you closer to defeat."
"Kuh!"
Frustrating, but not touching wasn't an option.
I reached out and groped them immediately.
"Ooh...!"
The softness and springiness filled my hands.
Women's breasts never got old, no matter how much you fondled them.
"...Like a beast in heat."
Medeia lightly insulted me and gripped the shaft.
She took the head into her mouth.
"Mmm..."
My dick slipped naturally into her small mouth.
Her tongue gently rubbed the head and shaft inside.
"Slurp! Smmrp! Smmrp! Suck!"
Her jaw moved fast, starting the blowjob.
Each thrust in and out brought tight, electric pleasure.
'How's a virgin this good?'
Her technique was pro-level.
She anticipated what felt best and sucked with perfect pressure and speed.
"Sluuuurp..."
She even extended her tongue to tease the slit.
My body shivered involuntarily, hips bucking.
"Slurp... You're plenty heated up now."
Medeia sucked hard one last time before pulling off.
Then she gripped and jerked it fast.
-Sqiiiqueeze...
"Kuh!"
Her grip was strong.
Tight enough for real pressure.
"Pre-cum's flowing—you must be enjoying it."
As she said, my dick leaked pre-cum steadily, lost in pleasure.
Maxing arousal with a blowjob.
Then efficient handjob with firm squeezes to force ejaculation.
Any man would blow their load to that technique.
'What woman milks semen this efficiently? She really a machine?'
-Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat!
Medeia kept jerking relentlessly.
Forget the bet—this service felt blissfully happy.
"Half the sand's left."
She said it in a purely businesslike tone.
"I'll keep stroking until you cum."
Her cold eyes were certain of victory.
Not that I minded win or lose—this felt amazing.
"Still half left. Think you can hold out?"
'Wow... this feels unreal.'
My dick, trapped in her hand, twitched like it was about to explode.