Chapter 182: The Scary Male
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 182: The Scary Male
“Both of you, get up. I’ve already sent Tresha on an errand. We don’t have much time, so I’ll make this quick.”
Yoo Eon spoke nonchalantly as he hung the towel he’d used to wipe his wet hands over a chair. He sat down on the bed with a thud and held out his hand. Sera and Theodora, who had been kneeling, looked up at his face in surprise.
“Yoo Eon..? I-I mean, about that…”
“I told her to go buy some vegetables, so she’ll be back in about thirty minutes.”
“A-Ah…”
Sera’s shoulders trembled. She had been trying to undo the trousers of a sleeping man to do something wicked, yet Yoo Eon was being so kind without even questioning her. Moreover, she had been intensely aroused all day long.
As she stroked her cheeks—which were as hot as her nipples, currently swollen hard after hearing Theodora’s words—with her cold hands to calm herself, she heard a sound.
“Ugh…”
Theodora, who had been kneeling beside her, began to stand up while biting her lip nervously.
“What about Sera?”
“U-Ugh.. I’ll get up too…”
Theodora stood up cautiously, her thighs rubbing together, followed belatedly by Sera. The heat in their cheeks wouldn't fade; the situation was embarrassingly shameful.
Yoo Eon watched them with an indifferent expression, his thoughts unreadable. The memory of what they were doing just moments ago swirled in their heads, making it impossible to even meet his eyes.
“So, what should I do for you?”
“Huh..?”
Yoo Eon asked, his neck cracking audibly as he tilted his head. The two women avoided his gaze, their fingers fidgeting in a shame that words couldn't describe. He had said he would do something for them.
The way the male stood there, silently scanning the two females from head to toe, made him look like a master appraising female slaves intended for sale.
“Dora, take off your skirt. Sera, you’re wearing a dress, so just lift it up and hold it.”
“A-Ah, ugh.. that’s a bit…”
“That’s what?”
Yoo Eon countered Dora’s timid, small protest.
“If you stall like this, I won’t be able to do anything for you. I believe I told you we don’t have much time.”
“Y-Yes…”
In the end, the two females submissively obeyed the male’s command. After all, the current situation was born of their own pent-up desires and ill-timed estrus. Furthermore, they had been caught trying to mess with a sleeping man’s crotch.
They were, quite literally, nymphs. It was an incident so shameful they could hardly show their faces.
—Rustle..
Sera squeezed her eyes shut and lifted her skirt. With her flushed face hanging low, her trembling hands slowly pulled up the hem of the white fabric.
The pure white underwear she had never shown anyone before began to be exposed. At the same time, the warm air trapped beneath her skirt escaped, carrying a humid heat.
“Hngh..! ♥”
Her plump thighs, slick with the fluids of her private parts, began to twist and rub together.
“Dora.”
“S-Sera is right here…”
Since Sera was wearing a dress, lifting the front slightly didn't reveal her underwear to Theodora. However, Theodora was currently wearing a skirt beneath a white shirt.
If she took off her lower garment entirely, the black lace "battle" underwear she had pulled out for the first time in a while would be fully visible to Sera.
“Then do you want to wait downstairs? We’re short on time, so your turn might not come.”
“N-No! That’s not what I meant..!”
Reluctantly, Theodora unbuckled her belt and carefully rolled it up, placing it on the desk.
—Clatter.
In the heavy silence, only the sound of her unzipping her skirt echoed quietly.
—Slid..
The expensive fabric slid down her wide hips with a rustling sound, and her skirt fell to the floor.
Immediately, a lewd scent wafted from her heated black underwear.
“H-Hngh…”
Just as Theodora managed to endure the shame and began to unbutton her shirt from the chest down—
“Leave that. We don’t have time for a long session.”
“A-Ah, ugh….”
“Hands behind your back.”
Exposing her panties to a man in the same room as another woman—Sera couldn't bring herself to open her eyes, which were squeezed shut in shame, while Theodora’s eyes darted around, avoiding eye contact with Yoo Eon.
And finally, just as his long-awaited hand was about to move—
—Grab.
“A-Aven..?”
“Am I forcing you two to do something you don’t want to do right now?”
“Pardon..?”
“Both of your expressions are so dark. It makes it look like I’m doing something bad.”
“No.. it’s not that….”
Both Sera and Theodora were frowning deeply. Seeing this, Yoo Eon pulled his hand back and rested it on the bed. Sera, who had been keeping her mouth shut while exposing her panties, spoke up cautiously.
“N-No…. W-We wanted this.. We’re doing this because we want to….”
“This makes it feel like I’ve coerced your consent. Don’t you think so, Sera?”
“That’s….”
Sera, who had opened her mouth only to become the target, felt his gaze. She peeked through her eyelids and saw Yoo Eon staring intently at her.
“I think I need to hear it directly from your own mouths.”
“D-Directly..?”
“What do you want me to do? Why did this situation happen?”
Yoo Eon’s questions felt like an interrogation. His cold tone didn't hit her chest, but rather poked at her lower abdomen. Eventually, the two women reluctantly admitted their fault and pleaded sincerely.
“W-We’re sorry.. We couldn't control our urges and got too excited….”
“Aven.. I.. I want you to.. t-touch me… please….”
Sera and Theodora finished their testimony, struggling to force a smile.
“Right. Relax your faces and smile. I’m doing what you two want, aren't I?”
“Y-Yes.. that’s right….”
Having finally extracted a confession from the two females, Yoo Eon finally reached out his resting hand.
—Press.
“Kngh..! ♥”
“Hngh..! ♥”
Theodora’s black panties were heavy with warm moisture, and Sera’s white panties were soaked and clinging to her with arousal fluid. As Yoo Eon extended his thick, heavy middle fingers and stroked the surface of their plump folds, their waists instantly trembled, and a pleasure akin to an electric shock pierced their brains.
“Ekyah, hngh..! ♥♥”
“Hah, haat.. auuu.. ♥♥”
The strength drained from the legs supporting their bodies, causing them to quiver. Every time the tips of his middle fingers flicked their clitorises, the strength in their feet—shod in high heels—gave way, making them shake like newborn fawns.
Sera’s waist naturally bent forward, and her hands gripped the trembling hem of her skirt with white-knuckled intensity. As she tried to pull her hips back to escape the pleasure, his fingers stubbornly pressed down and crushed her sensitive spot.
Theodora, on the other hand, arched her back like a bow, pushing her lower belly further and further forward. She barely held on, standing on her tiptoes as her feet tensed.
—Press..
When Yoo Eon suddenly applied pressure, crushing both Sera’s and Theodora’s clitorises at once—
“Kyauuuugh..?! ♥♥♥”
“Haghuuuut..!! ♥♥♥”
—Trickle….
Both women gushed fluid intensely, and the recoil caused them to lose the strength to stand, their bodies swaying. Yoo Eon quickly stood up, wrapped his arms around their waists, and tossed them onto the bed.
—Creak..
Sera lay on the bed, panting heavily with tears in her eyes. Theodora covered her face with her arm while stroking her own heated lower abdomen.
“I’ll do one of you first. You know the rule, right? The one who yields is the good girl.”
“Haah.. S-Sera.. Sera first….”
Theodora, still unable to speak properly as she struggled to catch her breath, threw Sera out as bait. It was a cunning ploy to get some rest before her reason completely evaporated.
“Good girl, Theodora. I’ll do you first.”
“Ung-at?!”
However, because Yoo Eon gave the reward to the "good girl" first, her intended break time vanished instantly.
“Ugok?! ♥”
The relatively gentle stimulation of rubbing the outside of her labia suddenly turned into his fingers pulling aside her underwear and thrusting deep inside.
The moment his middle and ring fingers, which had pushed straight in, hooked like claws and tugged against her vaginal walls—
“Euuugh.. N-Nooo..! ♥♥♥”
Theodora, her weakness seized, began to writhe in pleasure on the bed, her hips bouncing. Every time his fingertips caught and slipped over the vaginal ridges—swollen soft and plump from physical arousal—the threads holding her sanity together began to snap one by one.
—Splash….
The fluids produced to protect the vaginal walls through lubrication suddenly poured out onto the bed. Accustomed to this, Yoo Eon blocked the warm fluid with his palm while relentlessly pressing against Theodora’s vaginal walls without a moment’s rest.
“Kyauuuugh.. ♥♥♥”
Her tensed toes pushed against the bed as her waist tried to rise toward the ceiling. But his other hand pressed down hard on her soft lower belly, forcing her back down.
Due to the shocking pleasure of being squeezed from the inside upward and the outside downward, Theodora’s vagina bypassed her brain’s control and began to spray wildly.
—Trickle….
Finally unable to endure the sensation of needing to urinate, a transparent liquid flowed weakly from beneath Theodora.
When he finally withdrew his fingers, her private parts, plump with fluid, closed with a wet chap sound.
“Hnghuuuut.. ♥♥♥”
As Theodora, still caught in the aftershocks of pleasure, gripped the blankets as if wringing them out, her thighs fell wide open in a vulgar display. She lay there, her waist twitching irregularly and her whole body shivering.
Meanwhile, Sera, who had been catching her breath beside her, watched the whole scene.
‘S-She’s a noble.. a noble….’
She knew the name well; she had just witnessed the noble daughter of the famous Lymain family lying beside her, panting with her tongue lolling out like a beast. Tears streamed down her bright red cheeks, and saliva drooled messily down her chin.
Where was the elegant, noble, and beautiful lovemaking she had read about in romance novels?
‘This can’t be happening….’
As Sera watched Theodora’s profile with panicked eyes, Yoo Eon approached her spread legs, wiping his hands which were covered in "defeated female juices."
“Yu, Yu….”
She was so shocked her voice wouldn't come out. Her stiff tongue couldn't finish the sentence, and eventually, her turn arrived.
“Auuu.. ♥”
Even if she couldn't finish her words, she was quite good at letting out vulgar moans. The panties meant to protect her private parts were easily brushed aside, revealing her messy, weak cunt—already leaking a handful of fluid—to the world.
She felt like she might reach a light climax just from his gaze alone. Without warning, his fingers ruthlessly pried her vaginal opening wide and filled her inside.
“Hgieeeek?!! ♥♥♥”
Sera had just watched Theodora being treated until she was half-fainting and losing her mind. Her sensitivity was naturally at its peak; as her softly closed opening was forced wide, fluid flowed down her skin.
“W-Wait, ugh..!!! ♥♥♥♥”
His intense hand movements ruthlessly violated a woman’s most precious part. As her plump vaginal ridges were trampled haphazardly, a pleasure that felt like it would burn her nerves was driven deep into her mind through her spine.
Even as her brain sent danger signals and tried to close her legs, she could never overcome the male’s physical strength.
How could thighs made of nothing but soft fat push away an arm filled with muscle? Her legs, spread wide to the sides, trembled violently as if to firmly engrave her position as a born female.
“Yu, Yuu.. uuuuung!!! ♥♥♥”
She tried to beg for just a moment, for just a little rest. But the pressure on her lower belly and the pleasure mashing her brain paralyzed her tongue and blurred her words.
“Hauuuu!!! ♥♥♥♥”
Barely managing to hug Theodora’s arm beside her, she shook her head desperately while letting out sounds that had abandoned all human dignity.
“N-Nooo..!! ♥♥♥♥♥”
Theodora, seeing Sera through her blurred vision—clinging to her arm and writhing in pleasure with tears streaming down her face—thought to herself:
‘Humans are the same.. you can’t win.. ♥’
Though she was still shivering from the aftershocks of her own pleasure, she pulled Sera’s head close and stroked her hair.
—Splash..!
Finally, something in Sera’s mind snapped, and after a brief final cry, she lost consciousness completely.
“Egik..! ♥♥”
Yoo Eon withdrew his hand from Sera’s defeated female cunt and picked up a towel to wipe his hands.
How could he be so skillful? Yoo Eon, without a single drop of moisture splashed on his body, spoke in a low voice, like a male who had mastered his domain.
“Get some rest. I’m going to go cook for Tresha.”
—Creak..
Theodora stared blankly at his back as he opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Cradling Sera’s head as she shivered in her arms, she answered softly.
“Yes.. ♥”
* * *
“Oppa! I’m back!”
“You’re a bit late. Did something happen?”
“Ah! It’s because we came back together!”
When I washed my hands and went downstairs, I found Tresha back at the inn... and for some reason, the group had grown.
“Ms. Alfi and Ravi are here too.”
“We ran into them on the way. Did you enjoy the festival, Yoo Eon? Or were you unable to enjoy it because I wasn't there?”
“Ms. Alfi, thank you for your hard work.”
“Yoo Eon?! Why are you ignoring me?!”
Ravi had a new headband I hadn't seen before, and Ms. Alfi looked satisfied. Tresha asked where the older sisters were.
“They’re resting on the second floor. I guess they’re tired from walking so much today. Is there anything you want to eat?”
“Are you going to cook, Oppa?”
“Yeah, as a special treat.”
Sera probably can’t even walk right now. Let’s just say her legs hurt from walking.
“Ravi, Tresha, go wash your hands in the bathroom. It’s time to eat.”
“Yes! Understood!”
The two kids left with energetic replies and ran toward the bathroom. Ms. Alfi, who remained, seemed to be waiting for an update.
“It went well. Just as you told me, Ms. Alfi.”
“What do you mean?”
“Eh? No, I mean the training.”
“Training?”
Ms. Alfi thought for a moment, then opened her mouth with an "Ah" as if she remembered something.
“I don’t quite understand what you mean by saying you finished that training.”
“No, you told me. The final goal.”
“Hmm.”
She still looked like she didn't understand. She tilted her head, then looked at me with an expression of sudden realization.
“That training is a process that’s supposed to take several months.”
“Pardon..?”
“It’s not like the subjects are bipolar. It’s a method of slowly repeating domination and neglect over a long period to eventually gain recognition and acceptance.”
“Uh….”
Ms. Alfi stared at my blank face, then pointed her index finger at me.
“A terrifying male.”