The Butler's Sacrifice and Amplification (3)
The Butler's Sacrifice and Amplification (3)
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"Hngh!"
I'd made Rebecca lie on her stomach again and slipped my hands inside her bra, but something felt off. I couldn't feel what should have been there.
"Khh... nghk..."
Of course, Rebecca’s breasts felt wonderful. Reni’s yielded softly beneath my fingers, while Rebecca’s pushed back with firm elasticity.
But no matter where I groped, it wasn't there. That tiny little nub of flesh was missing!
Could it be... some kind of hidden scar? Was that why she'd been trying not to show me?
But the areola seemed perfectly normal. I could definitely feel the distinct mucosal texture, so different from the smooth skin around it.
"Nghhh... hnggh...!"
Rebecca was enduring my touch with her teeth clenched. But I could feel her areola gradually stiffening and rising—she must have been getting aroused. No matter how much her mouth said no, her body's physiological response couldn't be helped.
Enjoying the texture, I stroked the center of her areola and felt something hidden between the folds of flesh. The spot inside grew firmer the more I touched it.
"Hngh... hhk! Kph...!"
No way... breast cancer?!
No. That didn't seem right...
My fingertip caught on a slit-like cleft. I worked a finger into the gap, and—
"Krph?!"
Rebecca tried to bolt upright.
"Th-this is enough...! Surely that will suffice!"
So this woman had been making such a fuss because she was embarrassed about her inverted nipples...
"...No. Not yet. You know it, too. The amplification still hasn't triggered."
At those words, she seemed to concentrate for a moment, and then her body trembled.
"Why... why is that...!"
"Who knows? Maybe it's because you're holding back too much. Didn't I say earlier? Forcing yourself to endure it only makes things worse."
-Grrrk.
I heard the sound of teeth grinding, but it didn't scare me much anymore. I'd realized that this loyal butler couldn't possibly harm me, not until this test was over.
And even after the test ended—so long as I was the only one who could cure Niniel's illness—she'd have no choice but to keep obeying my orders.
Not that I was planning to condition her into a sex slave or anything, mind you. Tonight was more than enough for dealing with this woman anyway. I was curious about the inverted nipples, but I was not the type to force myself on someone who says no.
"Hahh... hahh... hngh...!"
When I resumed kneading her breasts, Rebecca let out a moan before she clamped her mouth shut with her hand as if shocked at herself. If I had to read her reaction, it felt like she'd rather I touched somewhere else. But I couldn't do that.
Today was about extracting an apology for her rudeness, after all. And inverted nipples, really? Where else was I going to get a chance to experience something like this?
I stroked the outer edges of her areola and occasionally tapped at the hidden nipples inside as if coaxing them out, all the while keeping up a steady stream of talk.
"My ability is primarily connected to sexual acts. I told you earlier: the more you hold back, the longer it will take. So accept it quietly."
"Nghk... h-how can you be so... hhk...!"
"Well. Do you know that the Awakened receive their abilities from the Goddess?"
"Hnngh... ngh..."
Rebecca was distracted by her own moans, but she somehow managed to nod.
"Then shouldn't you be asking the Goddess instead of me? Why my ability came with such a ridiculous condition."
"Nghh... th-that's blasphemous... nghk... traveling with a priest and yet... such profane... kwah... profane speech... are you not... nghk... ashamed to face that priest...!"
Rebecca buried her face in the bed as she denounced me. Every time I touched her hidden nipples, her back arched a little—she clearly couldn't hold back the pleasure welling up from the tips of her breasts.
"Krgh... i-if the Goddess granted you that power... ngh... you should be more careful... nghh... about how you speak of her... nghhh... agh...!"
Rebecca kept her mouth going without pause like that. I felt movement from below and looked down to see her now pressing her thighs together and writhing desperately.
I stopped my hands for a moment.
"Hahh... hahh..."
The moment I stopped caressing her, her mouth stopped too.
So that was it.
This woman had been deliberately talking to distract herself—to endure the pleasure in her chest. In that case, the only option was to turn her attention right back there.
"Nghk?!"
I tightened my grip on Rebecca's areola and whispered right into her ear.
"Quiet. I said focus here."
Maybe it was because my voice dropped a little lower. Rebecca's shoulders trembled slightly, as if frightened.
"I don't know why you're resisting so hard, but I can keep this up all night. I'm very patient."
A lie, of course. My dick had been throbbing for a while now and the strain was considerable. But seizing the initiative was what mattered in moments like this.
"Doesn't it feel good? I'd like to think I've got some experience by now."
"Khh... i-it's just... strange..."
"Yeah? That's a problem, then."
"Nghh...!"
I pretended to be casual as I squeezed her breast firmly. No matter what you say, I was going to make you come with your chest alone. I hadn't said it out loud, but Rebecca seemed to pick up on my intent, twisting her body every which way.
-Thump! Thump!
I felt more frantic movement from below and glanced down to see Rebecca rubbing and crossing her thighs. The motion looked like she was stimulating her own clit... this woman. A virgin she might be, but she'd apparently had some experience pleasuring herself.
Did she think she couldn't come from her chest alone? Or was it not enough and she was getting desperate? But I had no intention of indulging her down there. I wasn't going to let you finish until I'd coaxed your inverted nipples out of hiding.
I used Multitasking Hands to seize Rebecca’s legs and spread them apart. How dare she try to pleasure herself with someone watching her?
"Ngh?!"
"Focus here. Doing it step-by-step is important."
"What... krgh... what are you talking about...!"
I brought up something I'd been mulling over for a while.
"Eventually we'll have to apply the amplification to Niniel too, but with how frail she is—she couldn't possibly do that... act all at once, could she?"
"Hngh... ngh..."
When I mentioned Niniel, Rebecca’s struggles against the Invisible Hands subsided slightly.
"If we went straight to that act, could Niniel endure it? Merely coming down to the dining room caused that much trouble. Even if I amplified her, we would have to begin at a low level and raise it gradually. Right?"
"...You... khh..."
Rebecca seemed about to say something, then shut her mouth. She'd probably had that same thought herself.
"So I need to verify exactly what level of amplification gets triggered at which stage. How am I supposed to do that when you're being this uncooperative?"
"..."
Backed into a corner with Niniel brought into it, Rebecca seemed to run out of retorts and fell silent.
Apparently, refusing to moan was her final shred of pride. She released only ragged breaths.
"Hahh... hahh... hooo..."
"..."
"Ah... th-there... krgh...!"
"...This isn't working after all."
"Hngh... hngh?"
"I'll try somewhere else."
Rebecca relaxed in relief at those words.
"Hoo... then we'll stop here n—hnngghhh?!"
I'd been waiting for that moment. Seizing the opening when Rebecca let her guard down, I spread her areola open and forcibly popped out her nipples.
"Hnnnnggghh?!!!! Mmph!! Mph! Krrmmph!"
The instant I pulled out her exquisitely sensitive nipples, Rebecca threw her upper body back so hard she seemed about to snap in half, thrashing violently. Watching her, I cranked up the intensity of my Pleasure skill and gave her nipples a firm tug.
"Kmmph! Ahht! Ah! Aaahht! Haaaaaaaaang!!!!!!"
At last, Rebecca let out a genuine moan.
"Haaang! Ah, n-noo! Haanng! It's too sensitive! Haaaaaaang!!!!"
Exquisitely lovely moans echoed through the room. Rebecca's head had fallen so far back she was staring at the ceiling. Her body quivered, and her voice hitched as if she couldn't catch her breath.
I squeezed her nipples once more.
"Ahht! Stop! P-please! Haaaaaang! Enough! Aaaaaang!!!!"
Her nipples stood hard and erect. They were remarkably large to have remained hidden so well.
"Ahhk... hhk... hnghk...!"
Even after I took my hand away, her nipples, already engorged to their limit, remained pressed against her bra, still flooding Rebecca with pleasure.
"Hahh... hahh... hahh... hahh..."
At last, Rebecca collapsed limply, sprawled out and spent.
-Ding!
[Holy Buff]
[Target: Rebecca Berman]
[Buff Grade: B]
[Details: Click to open ▶]
[Until Buff Ends: 35:59:40]
"Good. The amplification's on. Check it over, and then let's move on to the next stage."
"..."
"Want to rest a little first? You look pretty wiped out right now."
"..."
"...Rebecca? Rebecca?"
No answer. This assassin butler had gone and passed clean out.
Damn.
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"Hey. Rebecca."
"..."
"Wake up. I said, wake up."
"..."
"If you don’t wake up, I’m really going to keep going. Seriously?"
I shook Rebecca’s shoulders as I threatened her, but I heard only her steady breathing. No reply came.
"..."
First, I climbed off her back. Rebecca still had her face buried in the bed, utterly motionless. Judging by the way her upper body rose and fell, she was perfectly alive. And tracing down the line of that slender waist—there was a tail...
"..."
A tail?
That hadn't been there a moment ago.
When had this appeared?
A slightly fluffy tail was covering the cleft of her rear.
Just in case, I fiddled with her tail, but she still didn't move.
...W-wait, no way?!
Overcome by a horrible premonition, I flipped Rebecca's body over on the spot.
Fortunately, Rebecca’s face hadn't changed into a dog’s. I examined her body from several angles, but apart from the tail, no fur or other canine features had appeared.
If this had actually gone full furry-style... umm... I-I couldn't. Couldn't do it. I knew some people are into that, but I couldn't.
Anyway, a tail. The intense stimulation must have dissolved some kind of magic. But why had she been hiding something like this?
Reassured, I looked at Rebecca's face... and this woman had her eyes closed and was even drooling.
"Rebecca?"
"..."
Still no answer.
Had she genuinely fainted? The iron butler—who could reduce a block of wood to toothpicks with her bare hands and eventually carry out assassinations as routinely as eating a meal—done in by something like this?
Nah. No way.
She was definitely pretending to be unconscious. She was far more prone to embarrassment than she looked, so she must have been silently telling me to handle the next stage on my own. Who'd have thought someone with such a stiff demeanor would have this kind of gap moe. It made me see her a little differently. Yeah. It was only for tonight, after all. Only for tonight—it wouldn't be so bad if I became your lover.
I lightly placed a hand over Rebecca’s panties, and the fabric was already soaked. See? Just as I thought—this was definitely setting up for sex.
The bedsheets were even soaked through. The stimulation must have hit her pretty hard. But I felt not a shred of guilt. Whose fault was it for resisting so much in the first place?
If anything, the fault lay with this woman for having nipples so perfect for teasing—and then, on top of that, running her mouth off telling me to test it on her.
I moved my hand over her panties while filling my head with that useless nonsense.
"Hnngh... hnngghh..."
The corners of Rebecca’s eyes twitched, and the slight furrow in her brow made it look as though she was holding herself back again. She was stubborn. Fine. I reached for Rebecca’s panties—
-Ding.
[Acts performed while the target is in an Unaware State do not award points.]
...You've gotta be kidding me.
A message I hadn't seen in a long time—Unaware State.
Rebecca had really, truly passed out. Knocked unconscious by just this much.
...That completely killed the mood.
No matter how much of a lecher and an irredeemable piece of trash I was, nonconsensual sleep sex was not one of my kinks. It seemed tonight was a lost cause.
The night was still young... What was I supposed to do now?
...I should go see Yuri.
I briefly considered pouncing on Reni—the expert in nonconsensual sleep sex—but Yuri was on my mind. I hadn't paid enough attention to her lately. I should spend the rest of the night with Yuri.
With that decided, I cast Clean on Rebecca, pulled the blanket up over her, and left the room.