Chapter 15: Dungeon Sex (2)
Chapter 15: Dungeon Sex (2)
Carla, her cheek pressed against his cock, wore a blissful smile.
"I shall obey your command, Master."
With those words, she carefully pulled her face away from his member.
Gripping the shaft with both hands, Carla stared intently at the throbbing length. Then, she slowly puckered her lips.
It looked more like she was preparing for a kiss than fellatio.
As I watched to see what she would do, Carla gently pressed her lips against the glans.
Mwah.
Her expression was solemn, as if she were performing a sacred ritual.
"Master, Master. My Master."
Mwah.
Carla whispered in a voice as sweet as a birdsong.
"I swear it."
Mwah.
The sensation of her moist lips provided a pleasant tickle.
"I, Carla Lindelheit, will serve Lord Yandel as my Master, and I will never forget my place as a slave under any circumstances."
Mwah.
It was a vow that followed a format I felt I’d heard somewhere before.
"My body and soul belong entirely to my Master."
Mwah.
I hadn't expected her to go this far, and as I stood there feeling flustered, Carla gave me a reassuring, loyal smile.
"This oath shall remain valid until the day my life ends."
Having said that, Carla didn't kiss the glans this time. Instead, she closed her eyes and tilted her chin up slightly.
"……."
I gazed down at Carla as she waited for my response.
Her platinum blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight, her delicate features were reminiscent of a fine work of art, and her top was undone, exposing her large breasts.
And finally, there was her posture—kneeling before my cock.
Seeing her like this, a perfect embodiment of a man's desires, made my heart feel like it was boiling over.
What Carla was trying to convey by going this far was simple.
She was offering me everything, so she was pleading with me not to discard her until the day she drew her last breath.
It was so favorable to me that it was almost hard to believe.
However, there was no need to doubt her.
I knew now.
Just as much as I needed Carla, Carla needed me. And because of that, she wanted to become someone important to me.
With nothing weighing on my conscience, I thrust my hips forward without hesitation.
Squelch.
The glans I shoved forward forced its way past Carla’s lips.
"Mmph…?"
Unlike the careful kisses Carla had given until now, this was almost violent. But it would also serve to convey my desire for her quite well.
I was certain that this would be a much clearer answer than any words could provide.
I enjoyed the lukewarm body temperature and the wet saliva at the tip for a moment, and then her firm front teeth parted, beginning to accept my cock bit by bit.
The moment Carla had the glans fully inside her mouth, I spoke.
Pat, pat.
I lightly patted the top of her platinum blonde head.
"Carla."
"Mmph?"
"What did I tell you to do when you're performing fellatio?"
Carla tilted her head with my cock still in her mouth, then her ruby eyes widened as if she had suddenly remembered something.
She quickly moved the hands that had been gripping my member behind her back. In that state, she asked with her lips working around me.
"Ith thith right?"
"Yeah. That's right."
When I stroked her hair to show she’d done well, the corners of Carla's eyes curved into a beautiful arc.
Perhaps gaining confidence, she began to swallow my cock more aggressively.
"Mmph… ugh…."
By the time she had swallowed about half the shaft while letting out muffled moans, Carla gagged as the tip touched a small lump of flesh.
"Ghu-ugh!"
I must have hit her uvula.
Having a large package is great, but I guess it comes with inconveniences like this when it's this big.
Just as I was about to tell her that this was enough and she only needed to suck it this far—
"Ugh… ngh… h-mmph…."
Despite gagging repeatedly, Carla forced herself to swallow the rest of my member.
I felt my cock pass through her throat and enter her esophagus. It wasn't a place meant for this kind of use in the first place… but the way it tightened every time she gagged felt surprisingly good.
Carla continued to shove my cock down her throat until she finally succeeded in swallowing it all the way to the base.
With her nose buried against my lower abdomen, Carla looked up at me with teary eyes.
Seeing her expression, which seemed to be begging for praise, I stroked the back of her head and spoke in the gentlest voice possible.
"Good job, Carla. I didn't expect you to swallow it all the way in one go."
"Hehe, mmph…."
Carla looked proud at the single compliment.
I gripped her platinum blonde hair firmly and told her the truth I hadn't mentioned yet.
"But fellatio isn't just about swallowing."
"Mmph?"
"You have to use your mouth to make my cock happy. …Like this."
I pulled my hips back, withdrawing my cock halfway from her throat… and then slammed it back in all the way to the base.
"Ghu-ugh!"
Carla flinched in pain. However, she showed no sign of trying to spit me out. She simply pleaded for mercy with piteous eyes.
…Was I being too harsh for her second time?
This time, I patted her head with a hint of apology.
"You'll get used to it slowly from now on, so I won't do it much. Let's see… I'll just go back and forth three times, so bear with it a little longer."
"Mmph. Mmph."
Carla blinked with a determined expression. It meant she was ready.
Once again, I fixed her head firmly in place, pulled my hips back, and then thrust deep inside.
"Ghu-ugh!"
One.
"Mmph…!"
Two.
"H-ugh… ngh!"
Three.
As soon as the promised number of repetitions was over, I completely withdrew my cock from deep inside her.
"Cough! Hack! Haah… haah…."
After coughing a couple of times, Carla gasped for air like someone who had just escaped death.
With her head hung low, she focused only on breathing for a while, but it wasn't long before she slowly lifted her face.
Her neat face was a mess of tears and snot, and there was even a stray pubic hair stuck near her mouth.
With a lewd expression on her face, Carla asked in a dazed voice, perhaps due to the lack of oxygen.
"Mas… Master…."
"Yeah."
"Did I… do well…?"
Her tone was slightly anxious.
Was she worried because I’d pulled out after only moving a few times? Or because I hadn't cum yet?
Considering it was deepthroat rather than simple fellatio, and that yesterday was her first time, she didn't need to be so insecure….
I took a handkerchief out of my inventory and knelt on one knee in front of her.
Then, I meticulously wiped her ruined face and nodded.
"You did well. Much better than I expected."
"He… hehe…."
Carla giggled like a fool.
I gave a short laugh at the sight and put the dirty handkerchief back into my inventory.
While I had the inventory open, I looked for something to spread on the ground, but then—
"Hmm?"
A good idea struck me, so I closed the inventory.
There was no need to do it lying on the ground, was there?
Standing up, I asked Carla, who was still kneeling.
"How is it? Can you move now?"
"Pardon? Yes. I feel a bit better now. Thank you for worrying about me, Master."
She tried to stand up with me, but I waved my hand to make her sit back down.
"Don't stand up. Take off your clothes while you're like that."
"Ah. Yes!"
With slightly nervous movements, Carla took off the clothes I had bought her one by one.
Well, she might have just done deepthroat, but this was still only her second experience.
After taking the clothes from her and putting them in my inventory, only the naked woman remained.
She seemed very conscious of being naked outdoors, flinching every time a light breeze blew.
After watching her for a moment, I pointed to a suitable spot nearby.
"See that over there?"
"Yes."
The surrounding area was so parched that it was hard to believe it had been a swamp before Carla's magic. However, not everything had been turned to ash; a rock that was only slightly charred on the outside still retained its original shape.
"Let's go over there."
"Yes!"
"I'll follow from behind, so you lead the way."
"…Pardon?"
Carla tilted her head, sensing something was off.
I pulled the corners of my mouth into a grin and said to her, "Of course, you have to crawl there on all fours, Carla."
"Ah…."
"Don't worry. Even if you're a bit slow, I'll wait for you properly."
"……."
Carla looked at me with a silent, pitiful expression. But not this time. Instead—
"If you think it'll hurt, you can use some protection magic on your palms and knees."
"…Okay."
Realizing my mind was made up, Carla dejectedly got down on all fours.
Jiggle.
Her breasts naturally hung down due to the influence of gravity.
They looked even larger than usual, which was a nice sight… but it was another part that caught my eye.
Bulge.
Her belly was plump due to the potions she had overdosed on.
Carla's belly, which almost made her look like she was in the early stages of pregnancy, had a strange charm to it.
Did she feel my gaze? She reflexively raised a hand as if to hide her stomach… but then she returned it to its original position.
I gently stroked Carla's buttocks, which were naturally thrust upward because of her crawling posture.
"Your belly is quite a bit more bloated than I thought."
"…You're the one who made it like this, Master."
I chuckled at Carla's timid protest and lightly smacked her butt.
Spank!
"Hieeek…!"
A red handprint was etched onto her fair buttocks.
Gazing at it with satisfaction, I urged Carla on.
"What are you doing? You need to move."
"Ye-yes! I'm going now, Master!"
Carla began to crawl across the ground, her hips swaying back and forth.