Daisy’s Desperate Plea
Daisy’s eyes trembled helplessly, brimming with moisture. Between her soft pink lips, a heated breath escaped in shallow, broken puffs.
Her body, flushed with arousal, clung desperately to me, rubbing against me with frantic need.
“Ugh… Master…”
A lewd voice, dripping with desperation and pleading. She finally reached out, clutching my sleeve with trembling fingers.
The sight of the female offering herself so completely to her male consumed me. For now, I set aside Leticia’s troubles. In exchange for these desperate advances from the female, I raised my hand.
“Yeah, haaah…”
A light touch. Over the fabric of my sleeve, I slowly stroked the tightly bound breasts.
With that alone, a moan burst from Daisy’s lips.
“Ugh…”
The thought that I was teasing the woman from our first meeting made my throat dry.
Of course, plenty of time had passed since my possession of this body, and I was already well-acquainted with Scarlet Tepes’ flesh and spirit. But worrying about ethics now was pointless.
What I felt was closer to the overwhelming thrill of first-time gambling or drugs.
A delicious sense of guilt.
My spine tingled with it. I slid my fingers beneath the cloth wrapped around her breasts.
The maid’s uniform was basic—long skirt and reinforced bust, fully modest. But when I gripped the hem to pull it down, the fabric tore with a sharp rip.
“Beautiful.”
Through the roughly torn maid’s uniform, the hidden undergarment was revealed. A cute pink one, as if tailored to match her hair and skin.
Even in this moment, whispering into her ear while she trembled at my scent, I used my nails to ease the strain on the undergarment that had been forced to bear the weight of her large breasts.
The moment the fabric snapped, her heavy breasts spilled free, jiggling with a release that left me groaning in pleasure.
Without the undergarment to hide them, her enormous breasts swayed and spilled out, soft and trembling like water droplets, spreading wide.
My fingers brushed the erect nipples at their center.
“Hic…!”
As I gently rolled them, Daisy’s voice became even more lewd than before.
Her embarrassed whimpers—chewing her lower lip, trying to cover her mouth with her own hand, then peeking at me instead—were so cute that I felt my fingers tighten around the nipples, pinching just a little.
“Aaaah…”
“Good?”
When I asked if it felt good, the response was always the same two options. The woman who hated such questions. Or the one who blushed but secretly loved them.
There was also the third type—the one who never said yes or no but did exactly what you wanted anyway.
Daisy was clearly the latter. Her face turned even redder than before.
“Uuuuh…”
She hesitated briefly, then whispered,
“Y-yes…”
Covering her eyes with both arms, that was her answer.
Then, startled again, she quickly lowered her arms and looked awkward. I found it hilarious. Leaning forward, I pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“If you’re embarrassed, cover your eyes.”
“But…”
Mumbling, she tested my patience. As I rolled her nipples slowly, she finally grasped them and squeezed her full breasts.
“Hic…”
“Checking my eyes is boring. Do it naturally.”
Only then did Daisy nod vigorously. One hand covered her eyes, the other pulled me close by my back.
Her mouth stayed uncovered.
I would have to torment her more.
Daisy’s eyes were closed, so she had no idea what I was doing. I bent my waist slightly and whispered,
“Chuu.”
“Hic! W-what, aah… haaah… Master! There, yeah… yeah…”
She licked the soft, jiggling breasts, then latched onto the erect nipple and sucked. Not hard enough to hurt—just a slow, deliberate rolling with my lips, and Daisy’s body shuddered violently.
Squelch, squelch.
I was sucking her nipple, and because of that lewd body that trembled with every pull, her other breast swayed so much I couldn’t reach it.
So I had to touch it.
I stretched out and squeezed, kneading roughly.
“Haaah…! Both… all at once… then…!”
Her pleading voice was growing sweeter, even as she begged it not to.
The woman who was supposed to be my first experience—could she feel this much from just her breasts?
It must have been because of my allure.
I had been rough before, worried it would hurt, but now it seemed unnecessary.
“Yeah. Uh, ah… good… good…”
Look at her.
She still seemed to have some breath left, but I wanted her to be unable to speak at all after only touching and sucking her breasts.
I had thought that soaking her in pleasure until her lower abdomen throbbed with need would be enough.
From her current reaction, it looked like we had already passed that point.
Her voice alone showed she wasn’t begging desperately, but there was no doubt this female in heat was beyond saving.
“More… haaah… yeah, uuuh… I’m sorry… lewdly… I… Master’s… hic. …possession… first… beg for it…! Ahhhuuuh!”
The more she begged, the more she opened her eyes and looked at me with hazy, unfocused gaze, pleading for more teasing.
Even though she knew she was my possession and should beg first, she still looked a little ashamed. When I pulled her nipple slightly, she let out a sharp cry.
“Haaah!”
Her waist shot up in shock, and she pulled her mouth away from the trembling breasts of Daisy, who was shaking all over.
Her mouth hung open, clearly lost. With a light laugh, I whispered to the shameless maid who had been teasing me just to tease her breasts.
“I’ll allow it. Tell me. What do you want?”
Daisy’s face was half-lost in a daze. Still, she listened to me perfectly. The hand that had been clutching my sleeve tightened.
“Just a little… more… more… torment me… please… Master… for Master… the virgin I have guarded all this time… my maidenhood…”
She stopped there. The afterglow of her climax had faded, and she closed her mouth in embarrassment.
Then.
“With Master’s hand… please… beautify it.”
A shy, erotic confession. She squeezed her eyes shut.
She knew I had no memories. Yet she had still guarded her virginity for me.
I knew her feelings weren’t the same as mine. She liked me.
Because she liked me.
“Haa… I know. Master… can’t recall me…”
From my silent reaction, she sensed my unease. Feeling sorry for her, I kept my eyes closed.
“Still… Master… haa…”
I leaned in to kiss her.
“Ugh… chuuh… fuuh… haaah… chuuu…”
It wasn’t because she liked it. There was no difference from a cool guy.
Honestly, I was a little flustered and thrilled.
And.
That she liked the old Scarlet Tepes annoyed me slightly.
“Haa… Master… this…”
“Spread your legs.”
Even though she was dazed and clearly happy, I answered instead of advancing further. My voice felt even gentler than before.
Perhaps.
Even while looking at Daisy, I was thinking of Leticia. The only person I could rely on in this body.
Leticia probably hadn’t liked the old Scarlet either. Had I stolen her beloved younger brother’s body?
A disgustingly unpleasant thought.
It irritated me.
So I decided to take everything.
“Here… here, Master…”
Daisy shyly spread her legs. I reached out, gently stroking her wet thighs and intimate folds.
“Huuuh…”
If what Daisy liked was the old Scarlet, from now on I would cover it with the current me.
After all, I had taken her first kiss and her virginity.
Leticia too. I would make them both mine.
“Good. Good girl.”
The Scarlet they called would belong only to me.
My outstretched hand slowly began to tease Daisy. Slowly, deliberately. Not devouring at once, but taming her gently.
When I spread her wet, sensitive folds, the swollen, dripping interior came into view.
The pink inner flesh twitched as if waiting for a male, and the hidden clitoris peeked out.
“Haaan…! A-ahh…! Hiiic…”
At her petite, cute size, I brushed lightly with my fingers, and she jerked.
Drip, drip. Her dripping nectar ran down my fingers. She was supposed to be cute, yet strangely sensitive. This too was thanks to my allure.
Her trembling hips, far from calming, grew even more intense the longer I touched them.
They shook almost at a vibration level, making her lower abdomen and thighs twitch non-stop.
“Hic, haaah…! Haaah…! Hiiiguuuh…! Uuuuh…!”
Her moans shifted from something like a sob to a lewd, needy female’s cries.
For now, since her body trembled too much to touch delicately, I only lightly restrained her.
Following my will, without even needing mana, shadows rose quietly and slowly bound Daisy’s limbs.
Over the neatly arranged maid’s uniform, the thin shadows lifted the long skirt, emphasizing her breasts. It only heightened the thrill.
“Hic… heeic…”
Perhaps the brief moment of being bound by shadows felt like rest to her, but she only stuck out her tongue with dreamy, pleasure-drunk eyes and panted like a female in heat.
Maybe because I had decided to fully take her, I didn’t lower my output intensity despite my allure.
Just from a few minutes of teasing her intimate folds, Daisy’s state had become that of a completely in-heat female.
I had no intention of breaking her hymen today, but I was worried it might not be enough just with my hands.
“Mas…ter… Mas…ter… Daisy, female… haaah… come on… be gentle… please…”
For now, I decided to poke her with my fingers.
I wasn’t sure how long I could hold back the erection that felt like it would burst.
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