Chapter 19
Chapter 19
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: Sophistry
Freya sat cross-legged on the carpet.
The carpet, where she'd spent the night lost in frenzied masturbation imagining her disciple's hands roaming her body, was still damp with her juices.
"Master."
Freya, who hadn't dared lift her head like some great sinner, slowly raised it.
A massive shadow loomed over her face, as if a dragon had appeared above her head.
Zeke's enormous cock, exuding an intimidating presence.
It was already huge, but looking up at it from below made it seem even larger.
Now she had to take that into her mouth and suck it.
A whirlwind of emotions made Freya's chest tremble.
Half excitement, half worry.
No, the worry was a bit stronger.
The last remnants of her rationality screamed that this was immoral and unethical between master and disciple, no matter the reason.
She wanted to hurl that rationality away and surrender to her beastly instincts.
But casting aside reason in her right mind was no easy task.
It required a great resolve.
And Freya lacked that resolve.
I want a drink.
If I were drunk, my heart would feel lighter.
As Freya agonized over her tangled emotions, Zeke's member thrust forward, nearly brushing her lips.
"Master, say 'ahh'."
Those words struck Freya with a sense of disconnect.
It was Zeke's habit to say that whenever there was delicious food, urging her to try it.
Hearing it now, not with food but while presenting his male organ, felt utterly bizarre.
The organ for expelling urine.
Thrust toward her mouth as if it were something tasty.
Filthy. Repulsive.
Yet, like a baby bird opening its beak for food at the sight of its mother, Freya instinctively parted her lips in preparation.
"Open wider."
"Ah... ahh..."
Freya squeezed her eyes shut and opened her mouth wide.
Undignified.
My tongue's twitching. I want to stay still.
The more she focused, the more her tongue fidgeted.
"I'm putting it in."
Even with her eyes closed, she could feel Zeke's massive cock drawing near.
"W-wait a second...!"
Unable to shake off her hesitation, Freya turned her head away.
Zeke's approaching shaft poked her cheek.
Hot pressure pressed against her cheek like a branding iron.
"Why?"
Zeke pulled his hips back slightly.
"Zeke, think about this one more time. This isn't ethical between master and disciple. If you want something intimate, I'll show you the forbidden books in the vault. So let's not do this."
Freya poured out her final plea like a desperate last stand.
"Are you sure that's okay?"
Zeke understood Freya's heart fully.
She wanted their relationship to evolve into that of lovers.
She wanted to receive love and give it in return.
To be touched and to touch in kind.
She liked him as a man, not as her master or a parent figure, but as a woman.
Yet her conservative, rigid nature barred her from crossing that forbidden line.
In that case...
He'd help her over the wall.
"Master, be honest."
Zeke gripped his cock like a spear and prodded her cheek.
"D-don't..."
Freya turned her head side to side, dodging Zeke's cock jabs.
But he poked her right cheek, then her left, in quick succession.
She wasn't unable to dodge; she just wasn't trying.
If she truly wanted to avoid it, she'd have pulled back.
Her clumsy, un-master-like behavior was adorable.
"You want to suck my cock, don't you?"
"W-what are you saying...!"
Freya's eyes widened like saucers.
"Master, no lies. Be honest."
He pressed the glans firmly against her cheek, urging a response.
"Ughhh..."
Her face flushed red as she bowed her head to hide it, murmuring so faintly it was barely audible.
"............I want to suck it."
But then Freya looked up.
"We can't do this between master and disciple, right?"
Her pink pupils trembled.
Desperation shone in them.
An unconscious plea for him to deny it.
"You're right."
Zeke nodded.
A flicker of strange disappointment crossed Freya's eyes at his answer.
"Then I'll quit being your disciple for now."
"Pardon...?"
Zeke placed his cock atop Freya's lips.
"Freya, suck it."
"Hic...!"
Addressing her so boldly by name made Freya jolt with a hiccup.
"Not as master and disciple, but as ordinary man and woman. Do what you want."
Sophistry.
Unlike blood ties between parent and child, master and disciple were bound by a deep karmic connection. Declaring he'd quit didn't erase that bond.
Yet...
Freya accepted it.
For this moment, she shed the roles of master and disciple to become simply man and woman.
A selfish interpretation that suited her desires, but love was said to be both selfless and selfish.
I want to possess you.
I'd do anything for you.
I love you.
All emotions fulfilling one's own desires.
That desperate.
That sincere.
Freed from her shackles, Freya slowly parted her lips as a woman.
"...Mmmph."
She took Zeke's plump glans into her mouth.
A filthy organ.
Unshowered, it carried a musky scent.
But it felt good.
Like proof she could do this for the man she loved.
2.
The moment Freya broke the taboo and took his cock in her mouth, Zeke's mind soared.
His radical declaration of quitting as her disciple.
He knew it was nonsense.
He wasn't really quitting.
Just words to ease her guilt.
And the result satisfied him completely.
"Mmm... slurp... slurp..."
He looked down.
Freya cradled his cock gently in both hands, as if it were precious, sucking it like a baby at its mother's breast.
His master sucking her disciple's cock to please him.
The taboo thrill made his scalp tingle.
"Smooch... mmm... slurrrp..."
Embarrassed by the wet sucking sounds, Freya fellated him timidly, trying to minimize the noise.
Simple, repetitive suction.
Not that he could compare or critique on his first time, but her freshness shone through—over a thousand years, and this was the first cock she'd ever taken in her mouth.
A conqueror's thrill washed over him for claiming her millennium-long virginity.
He brushed her hair aside so it wouldn't fall and interfere.
As he did, Freya glanced up sharply.
Their eyes met, her cheeks flushed pink, and she covered her eyes with her hand.
Sucking diligently despite her shyness infuriated him with desire. The fact it was unconscious made it worse.
His cock throbbed, brushing her front teeth.
"Phah..."
Freya pulled back carefully from his devoted sucking and asked timidly.
"I-is this... right...?"
Her eyes brimmed with worry that she might displease him.
Contrary to her fears, it felt amazing.
Mentally exhilarating.
Physically, the hot pleasure made his swollen glans melt like slime.
But was she doing it well? Hard to say.
He'd need experience with other women to judge.
Based on mercenaries' tales, no.
No swirling tongue tricks or soul-sucking suction power.
And supposedly, women bobbed their heads vigorously, using their mouths like pussies—but Freya's was static.
Just holding and sucking in place.
Of course, it still felt good.
But human greed knew no bounds.
Good wasn't enough; he craved better.
He couldn't settle.
"You're doing great."
He stroked her head gently, like a master praising her disciple.
Her lips twitched upward at the praise.
Meant as atonement, yet she was happy.
Whatever. Formality didn't matter anymore.
"It might feel even better if you bob your head back and forth."
"O-okay... mmmph..."
Freya took his cock back in without hesitation.
She started moving her head as instructed.
Handjob with her mouth, like jerking him off.
"Slurrrp... slurp... slurrrp..."
Her shy sounds gained a vulgar edge.
"Whoa..."
Zeke marveled at the tingling in his groin.
Awkward and unskilled, but her eager bobbing for praise reminded him of his childhood self. Back then, he'd studied magic desperately for her approval.
The woman who'd praised him now sought his praise so actively. Bizarre.
"Ugh...!"
But her enthusiasm lacked skill—her teeth scraped his shaft.
He tried to endure, but it hurt.
Now he understood why mercenaries said teeth made cocks wilt.
"D-did I mess up...?"
Freya looked up worriedly, his saliva-slick cock beside her face.
"Try not to let your teeth touch."
"Okay..."
Freya proceeded cautiously, minimizing tooth contact.
When they grazed and he flinched, she'd adjust carefully.
"Slurrrp... mmm... sluuuurp..."
Clumsy, but intensely stimulating for Zeke's first time.
His climax built; his cock swelled taut.
His balls tightened.
"Gonna cum. Take it in your mouth."
Understanding, Freya closed her eyes and offered her throat.
Just receiving wasn't enough; he wished she'd urge it more.
No helping it.
Zeke grabbed her head and thrust his hips.
"Glurk...!"
The sudden rigid cock stabbing her throat made Freya gag in panic.
"Endure it."
She reflexively tried to pull back but placed her hands on her knees upon command, sitting still in seiza.
"Glurk...! Gk...! Gack...!"
His cock plunged deep into her throat.
Its girth made her jaw ache like it might dislocate.
Still, she swallowed her discomfort.
Being used as an oral fucktoy by her beloved strangely thrilled her.
...Am I a pervert?
Shameful flutters made her heart race madly.
"Hngh...!"
Zeke yanked her head to his groin.
-Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
He unleashed thick ropes into her tiny throat.
Fierce jets battered her uvula.
"Kehack...! Pffughhh...! Pfflurp...!"
White fluid overflowed her mouth like an explosion.
"Koff...! Hack! Hack!"
Pulling out the cock shoved deep, Freya spat up all the semen.
Clumpy loads dripped between her cleavage.
Stray spurts soiled her black dress white.
Seeing his master defiled by his seed reignited his lust.
He'd planned to stop here, but...
How could he hold back?
"Kyaa!"
As she snapped her fingers to clean her soiled dress, Zeke scooped her up princess-style.
"Z-Zeke...?"
Freya stared at him with wide eyes.
"To the bed."
"Whaaat?!"
Freya startled, her heart pounding fit to burst.
"I want to taste Freya's insides."
"Ughhh..."
Her face burned like she'd received a love confession.
No, this was a love confession.
"Even so... still..."
"Don't you want to?"
"I... um..."
After agonizing, Freya buried her face in his chest, nuzzling his shoulder shyly.
"............Yes, I do."