Chapter 169: Subduing Her by Teasing Her Nipples[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 169: Subduing Her by Teasing Her Nipples[R-18]
"Well then, let's begin."
I slowly approached Priscilla, whose hands were tied above her head.
Her body was tense, her eyes blindfolded.
I started by gently tickling the nape of her neck with a feather.
"Ngh... Hnng..."
Priscilla let out a soft moan, shrinking her neck away.
A faint pleasure mixed with the ticklish sensation.
The purpose of this was less about making her feel pleasure and more about warming up her body.
"I can't do this properly if you keep pulling away like that."
"I-It's not like I'm reacting because I like it..."
"Pfft! Is that so? Then today, unlike yesterday, let's take our time and enjoy this slowly."
"Ah... Hah... Unh..."
The feather that had been tickling her neck now focused its attention on the nape.
The nape is a surprisingly sensitive erogenous zone.
For some women, that spot alone is enough to get them aroused.
As I focused on tickling just that area, her skin quickly flushed red.
This wasn't a particularly sensitive spot for Priscilla.
It seemed the blindfold was making her more vulnerable to stimulation than usual.
'Her reactions are so honest and cute. It makes it impossible to stop teasing her.'
The feather gradually moved lower.
It traced a line down her white back and along the beautiful curve of her waist.
"Hhhhhh...!"
As if the sensation sent a shiver down her spine, Priscilla couldn't help but tremble.
Her trembling body exuded the rich scent of a female in heat.
Instead of shrinking away, her trembling body arched, as if offering itself to me.
In truth, this was only because she was tied up.
Otherwise, her body would have instinctively recoiled to avoid the feather.
"Such a good reaction. I guess you've given up on hiding how you feel?"
"J-Just be quiet..."
Priscilla's face flushed.
To be precise, she couldn't hide it even if she wanted to.
I pointed it out, knowing full well that was the case.
For the one on the receiving end, admitting she can't even hide her pleasure would be even more embarrassing.
'Her body is being handled at will by someone young enough to be her son, and on top of that, she's reacting like a virgin.'
Of course, for me, the more embarrassed Priscilla got, the more turned on I was.
If this lewd body and these heavy breasts were also highly sensitive, I couldn't ask for more.
'That's why I'm putting so much effort into training her.'
I put the feather down.
Instead, I squeezed her firm, plump ass with my hand.
This ass, with its perfect birthing hips, was always so satisfying to touch.
"Ngh... Aah..."
"Your ass is more sensitive than usual, too. Are you excited?"
"O-Of course not..."
Contrary to her defiant words, her body was growing more aroused.
The moment I touched her ass, her pussy began to drip with fluid.
The clear liquid trickling down her smooth thighs was obscene.
This was no longer the body of a respected Lady.
It was the body of a female, ready to be thoroughly cherished by a man.
"Alright, let's try something else now. What would you like me to do to you?"
"...Do whatever. I don't care."
"Are you sure? Being blindfolded, not knowing what I'll use on you must be making you even more nervous, no?"
Priscilla flinched slightly at my threat.
But in the end, she kept her mouth firmly shut.
She really is a proud woman.
'I thought Lorein's personality came from her father. But now I see Priscilla's influence wasn't insignificant.'
After all, Priscilla was the one who practically raised her.
Perhaps both sisters... no, even Amy, who has served the Lady since she was young, must have been influenced by Priscilla to some extent.
"Then let's get started."
After the feather, I picked up a brush.
Its surface area was much wider than the feather's, allowing me to torment her more effectively.
For a woman as buxom as Priscilla, this would be more effective anyway.
'I teased her back just now. This time, let's try the front.'
I gently brushed the area around Priscilla's navel.
The tip of the brush, which had been targeting one spot, gradually moved across her smooth stomach.
She must have found it ticklish, as she twisted her waist slightly.
But she was tied up, so there was no escape.
I leisurely tickled her stomach, slowly moving the brush upward.
Right up to the underside of her large breasts, which filled her entire torso.
"Ah... Ngh... Hnng..."
By this point, Priscilla seemed to realize what I was aiming for.
Her already erect nipples twitched slightly.
'If you're already prepared to be touched before I even start, it's going to be hard for you to hold back.'
The brush reached the area just beneath her breasts.
But it went no higher, teasing her.
I deliberately tickled only the surrounding area, continuing to torment her with anticipation.
"Ngh... Haa... Unh..."
A desperate moan escaped her lips.
Her voice was filled with disappointment.
Her body must have been quite heated, as she even began to squirm and twist her hips.
That sight only served to fuel a man's sadistic urges.
I didn't stimulate her breasts so easily.
I just kept arousing the area around them.
"Aah... Haa... Unh...!"
As this continued for a while, Priscilla's arousal reached its peak.
Sweat trickled down her body.
Hot breaths escaped her lips without pause.
Her body, having already tasted pleasure, had long been ready to feel more.
But the lack of direct stimulation was driving her mad.
Her bound wrists twitched instinctively.
'And with her hands tied and her eyes covered, it must be even worse.'
Finally, I lifted the brush slightly and stroked her breast.
"Hhhhhh!"
Priscilla's body shuddered at the faint pleasure she finally felt.
It wasn't enough to make her climax yet.
But it was proof that she was definitely feeling pleasure.
Priscilla's body had been completely switched on.
Having experienced this teasing pleasure, she could no longer control herself.
'She's a married woman who has gone years without pleasure. There's no way she can handle it now that I've suddenly unleashed it.'
My brush began to seriously tickle her breasts.
The brush fluttered back and forth, stimulating her bare chest.
She must have been enjoying it, as she couldn't hide her lewd breaths.
"Aah...! Haa... Unh...!"
I moved the brush leisurely.
The brush wasn't just touching her; it was approaching a specific spot.
Priscilla's nipple.
Sensing this, Priscilla kept squirming.
'Soon, this vague pleasure alone won't be enough for her.'
The brush on her breasts certainly felt good.
But it was literally just for arousal; it didn't provide any direct pleasure.
In fact, breasts themselves don't respond strongly to faint stimulation.
Especially for someone as busty as Priscilla.
Unless they were squeezed by hand, it was hard to get any satisfying pleasure.
'But the nipples are different.'
The sensitive spot where the breast's sensuality is concentrated.
With nipples this erect, just the touch of a brush could probably make her climax.
"Ah... Unh... Haa...!"
Perhaps because she knew this instinctively.
A sense of anticipation began to spread across Priscilla's face and through her moans.
The brush soon reached her areola.
But it never touched the most sensitive part, the nipple.
Instead, it just circled around the areola.
"Aah...! Hnngh...! N-No more...! Unh...!"
At this point, Priscilla was going crazy with anticipation.
Her shoulders trembled violently.
She instinctively thrust her chest forward.
A silent protest, begging me to touch her sensitive nipples.
'She's completely lost in it.'
It seemed she had completely forgotten that she was being trained by me.
Her mind was completely dominated by the yearning that filled her chest and the pleasure that was soon to come.
The brush that had been tormenting her breasts...
...fell away, just before reaching her nipple.
"Hmm, I suppose that's enough for now."
"Ah, haah... Aah...?"
Still blindfolded, Priscilla made a dazed sound.
I didn't need to see her eyes to know the expression on her face.
"Ngh... Unh... Aww... Why, why...?"
After getting her this aroused, making her anticipate it so much...
To not even touch the most important part, her nipple.
It was like getting her pussy soaking wet with kisses and caresses...
...only to stop without ever penetrating her.
"D-Don't tell me you're stopping now?"
"What's this? Are you trying to seduce me with that voice?"
"Th-That's not it..."
Priscilla panted repeatedly.
There was even a hint of tears in her voice.
Her aroused body desperately craved intense pleasure.
Enduring this was practically torture.
"Or do you want to submit and cum right now?"
"Ngh... Augh..."
Priscilla's mouth opened and closed like a fish.
She desperately wanted to say something, but couldn't bring herself to form the words.
Because admitting it here would mean losing the bet.
But at the same time, she couldn't do anything about the pleasure filling her chest and the anticipation that had built up.
"Ngh... Th-This is cheating..."
"What is? Surely you haven't forgotten that we're competing because of our bet?"
"B-But... still, this is... Ngh..."
Priscilla kept twitching.
Even now, as she spoke, she was practically begging me.
Her body was screaming at her to let it cum.
Her nipples, in particular, were twitching so much it was almost pitiful to watch.
"...Priscilla, do you remember the condition for climax I gave you last time?"
"C-Condition?"
"One fellatio for one orgasm. You haven't forgotten, have you?"
"..."
Priscilla's mouth fell slightly open.
Last time, when Priscilla was similarly aroused and at a loss...
...I had made her the same offer.
Priscilla asked in a trembling voice.
"...If I suck it this time... you'll let me cum?"
"That's right. Ah, but the situation is a little different from last time."
I gently stroked her breast with the brush, urging her on.
"If you beg me to let you suck it, I might just offer you my cock."
"Ngh... What's that supposed to mean? Are you telling me to admit that I've lost?"
"Let's make a special exception for this. The only thing we forbade was penetration. Fellatio is safe."
"Ah, but still, to say something like that... Hnngh!"
Priscilla still seemed to be hesitating.
But when I started teasing her areola again with the brush...
...Priscilla finally surrendered to the pleasure.
"F-Fine... L-Let me suck..."
"Who in the world begs in such a casual tone? Again."
"Hnnnnngh!"
I continued to torment her breasts with the brush.
Not enough to make her cum, but just enough to keep the stimulation going.
For Priscilla, teased and denied her climax...
...this was an unbearably agonizing pleasure.
"Aahng! Hnngh! P-Please! Please let me suck it!"
"Again."
"P-Please let me suck your cock! Please! I'm begging you! Please just let me suck it once, hyaaaang!"
Finally, Priscilla declared her complete submission.
A married woman, naked and bound, blindfolded and begging to suck a man's cock.
Priscilla's appearance was more lewd than I could have ever expected.