Chapter 123: Calling Me Master? You Can't Do That…
Chapter 123: Calling Me Master? You Can't Do That…
“O-Ohhh…!? Haah…!”
Once I rammed my cock in, even Citre couldn't do a thing.
“C-Commoner 6.9…! P-Pull it out. Doing something like this is… Ohh…♡”
“You’re loving it, so why the act?”
Squelch!
“Ohh…♡”
Even as she spoke, her pussy was already clamping down tight, welcoming my dick.
I grabbed Citre’s buttocks and thrust my cock deep inside.
Schlop, schlop, schlop, schlop…♡
“Nng, nnghh…♡ O-Ohh♡ Ahh♡ Ugh, ngh…!”
“Don’t try to hold it back. Just moan, Citre!”
“I-I can’t…! Right in front of Her Majesty the Empress, ugh…♡ To be doing this…!”
Viola?
I glanced to the side; she was still collapsed on the floor.
The semen leaking from her pussy was actually foaming.
“I’ll make you look just like her soon enough, Citre.”
“…What? N-No. I… Haaah♡♡!?”
Squelch, squelch…! Slurp! Slurp!
I pulled my cock out as far as it would go, then slammed it back in like I was driving a stake!
A literal breeding press…!
“Nng, nnghh…! Ahh♡ Ngh, haah…♡ 6-6.9. You…!”
“You’ve been dying to taste my cock, haven’t you!”
“N-Ngh…♡ Haah♡ B-But…!”
Even as her hips bucked and her pussy tightened, she still had a bit of a rebellious streak left.
“I-I was supposed to conquer you…! I can’t be the one… who gets taken…!”
“Ah. Was that the problem?”
If that’s all it was, there was no need to worry.
Because a noble lady’s only job is to sit back and offer up her pussy!
Schlop, schlop, schlop, schlop…♡♡
“Nng, nngghhh…!! Ahh♡ Ngh, haah…♡”
“Cum for a commoner’s cock, Citre…!”
“Ngh, haah…! I-I’m going…? I’m going! Ahh♡ Ohhh…♡”
Citre’s eyes were rolling back as she prepared to peak.
Just by the way her pussy was squeezing, I could tell exactly how much pleasure she was feeling!
I pressed the base of my cock firmly against Citre’s ass and ground against her.
“Ohohh…!!? I-I’m going? I’m goinggg…♡♡”
Splurt, splurt! Squelch…!!
Unable to hold back, Citre climaxed, spraying love juices everywhere.
Oh… she’s really clamping down, isn’t she?
“A-Ahhhhh…!! O-Oh, ugh, ohh…♡”
“That was quite the climax, Citre. You’re a total pushover, aren’t you?”
“A p-pushover? Ahh…♡ I won’t take that from someone like you, ahh♡”
Squelch♡
She was putting on a tough front, but her body was trembling with pleasure just from a single flick of my hips.
“T-This can’t be helped. Commoner 6.9. Haah…♡ Since you shoved such a monstrous thing inside me, I had no choice…!”
“No choice but to feel it?”
“It’s just a physiological reaction. Don’t get the wrong idea…!”
Aha.
Her body came, but her heart didn't… was that it?
From where I was standing, it looked like her heart had already completely surrendered too.
Well, nothing for it.
I’ll just have to keep pumping her until she admits it with her own mouth…!
Thud, thud, thud, thud…!!
“Nng, nngghhh…!! W-Wait…♡ Ahh, not yet. Hah, I-I just came…!”
“What does that have to do with me? Keep that pussy open!”
“Ahhh, hah, hah, haah, hah, haah…♡”
“A maid’s only duty is to offer her pussy to her master!”
“Kuh…!?”
At the word 'master,' Citre’s pussy tightened convulsively.
“W-Who are you calling master…! Commoner 6.9!”
“I’m talking about me, your master, Citre!”
“I absolutely cannot let that comment slide…! To say something so seditious…!”
“I’m the master of Citre’s pussy!”
Schlop, schlop, schlop, schlop…♡♡
“Ohohohh…♡♡ N-No matter what♡ Ngh, I could never. Haah♡ Serve you as my master…!”
“Be my exclusive pussy maid, Citre!”
“Nngghhh…♡ A p-pussy maid? Never…!”
She’s a stubborn one.
But her hips were already bucking in rhythm with mine, eagerly taking my cock!
Time to drive the point home.
“I’m going to cum inside you.”
“…Hah!?”
Citre flinched.
“W-What are you saying, Commoner 6.9…! Cumming inside means, in other words…!”
“It means I’ll become the master of your womb too, Citre.”
“S-Shut up…! Anything but that! I-I won’t be able to get married! Haah♡”
“Then you can just marry me!”
Schlop, schlop, schlop, schlop…♡♡
“A-Ahhh♡ Such nonsense♡ Ahh♡ Nng, nnghh…♡”
“Just offer up your pussy and get pregnant, Citre…!”
“I can’t. That’s, abso- haah♡ Absolutelyyy…♡ O-Ohhh…♡ I’m going, I’m going again…♡”
I’m going too, Citre!
Splurt! Spurt! Splosh! Splurrrrt!
I poured every last drop of my semen into Citre’s pussy.
“O-Ohohohh…♡♡”
“Ah, Citre’s pussy is squeezing so hard…!”
Citre’s pussy clamped around my cock as if trying to wring out every last drop…!
This pressure is insane!
Every single vaginal fold is crushing my dick!
Splurrrrt…! Spurt! Splat!
Damn….
I can’t even remember how many times I’ve ejaculated today.
Isn’t this like the tenth time?
Honestly, I wondered if I’d run dry, but thanks to my balls working overtime, enough semen came out to completely fill Citre’s womb.
“Ahhhhh……♡”
Schlop…!
I slowly pulled my cock out of her pussy.
Semen trickled out of the hole my dick had just vacated.
That’s a lot.
“Did you enjoy your master’s semen, Citre?”
“Calling you… master. You can’t do that…….”
“You’re still saying that? Even after offering up your womb like this?”
“Tch….”
Citre clicked her tongue in frustration as she barely managed to steady herself.
I reached out and pulled her into a light embrace to support her.
As our bodies touched, Citre’s face turned bright red.
“If you think….”
“Hmm?”
“If you think I’ll acknowledge you as my master just because of this, you are sorely mistaken, Commoner 6.9.”
“Hmm~ I think this body of yours has already acknowledged it, though?”
She had quietly offered her ass to me, after all.
And even now, she was half-leaning on me with her breasts pressed against my chest.
Citre seemed to realize this as well, turning her head away with a flush.
“S-Still, I can’t. Not the word 'master.' I’d rather….”
“Why are you so against it? Is there some kind of rule?”
“…As you know, I belong to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.”
Citre glanced cautiously at Viola.
“The Ministry consists of maids directly under His Majesty the Emperor, serving only the Imperial Family. It is impossible to serve anyone outside of the Imperial Family as a master.”
“Ah. Was that it? That’s not even important.”
“It is important, 6.9…! I cannot acknowledge you—who is not only not royalty, but not even a noble or a commoner, but an untouchable commoner—as my master.”
She’s a stickler for the rules in the strangest ways.
I casually fondled Citre’s breast as I spoke.
“So, you won’t serve me as your master?”
“It’s not that I won’t…. It’s that it’s i-impossible.”
“This won’t do. I’m disappointed. Every noble girl I’ve claimed so far, I’ve turned into my bitch onahole.”
“Even so, I cannot. If you truly desire to rule over me, then….”
Citre lowered her head, her face red with embarrassment.
“I-I’d rather… instead of master… young master… or something else….”
“Aha.”
So that was okay?
A bit hard to understand, but I guess that’s how it is.
Of course, my answer was simple.
“I don’t want to.”
“…What?”
“I’m going to keep doing this until Citre calls me master.”
“W-What does that…! Didn’t I say I couldn’t! Anyone other than the Imperial Family…!”
“That’s why. I’ll keep going. Until I become part of the Imperial Family.”
“……?”
The embarrassed Citre suddenly froze.
“Commoner 6.9.”
“Yeah.”
“Do you realize the weight of what you just said?”
“Of course I do.”
What’s the way to become royalty?
Obviously, it’s number two.
Citre turned pale as she understood my meaning.
“…T-Then….”
“Then, I’ll just keep taking our Viola and Serna until it happens. Until those two serve me as their husband.”
“…….”
“Then wouldn’t Citre naturally serve me as her master? I’d be the husband of the Empress and the Princess.”
“That… is true, but.”
Citre looked at me with a slight hint of fear in her eyes.
“Do you really think that’s possible?”
“It is. Obviously.”
Both Viola and Serna.
They’re already practically prisoners of my cock.
“Once you taste my dick, there’s no escape. You know that too, don’t you, Citre?”
“Ngh…!”
As I stroked the area between Citre’s buttocks, semen immediately trickled down.
“T-That is… true.”
Citre nodded, but she still looked like she had more to say.
“Will it really happen…? You becoming royalty.”
“Hmm?”
“Are you saying this as a joke or a metaphor? Do you truly intend to become one…? Officially?”
She stared at me intently.
Hmm….
To be honest, I’d said it half as a joke.
What should I do? I hadn’t really thought about it this way.
I’d already taken Viola, and Serna was a given.
If those two acknowledged it, becoming an official member of the Imperial Family wouldn’t be that difficult.
However, if I officially became royalty, the backlash from noble society would be immense. They’d have to serve an untouchable commoner, after all.
“Hmm.”
Honestly, just living a life of pleasure, taking whoever I want from behind the scenes like I am now, isn't bad.
I don’t know how long I can keep this up, though.
So, the conclusion I reached was this:
“I’ll think about it.”
For now, I decided to enjoy myself a bit more.