The Banquet of Carnal Desire (2)
The long, expansive table was draped in a pristine white tablecloth, the kind you'd see at a buffet restaurant. I sat right in the middle of the absurdly oversized table, facing a candelabra where ethereal flames flickered softly. Beside me, Mother stood pouring water into my glass, her eyes gently closed as she bowed her head.
"......"
It felt strangely like I'd become a real aristocrat. I fidgeted with the gown I was wearing, feeling a bit awkward about it all. Just then, the door right next to us opened, and Haemi noona stepped in, setting down a steaming plate on the table. The rich aroma of rendered meat fat and the sweet scent of vegetables wafted up. I had no idea what the dish was, but the thick yet slightly thin broth looked incredibly appetizing.
"...Did you make this, noona?"
"Yes, that's correct. It's a vegetable stew I simmered gently so it wouldn't be too heavy for a late-night meal."
I turned to look at Haemi noona, who stood on the opposite side of Mother and bowed her head. Honestly, I couldn't believe she had made something like this. I'd never actually tasted her cooking before, but I'd heard and seen plenty of rumors. The rumor that Yang Haemi could only make ramen and fried eggs—and that she could only do the eggs well-done. Plus, during an MT trip we'd gone on together, she'd turned an entire pack of pork belly into charcoal, earning her the nickname "Alchemist" for a while. Even when we'd drunk at her place, all the snacks had been delivery. And the only homemade food I'd ever eaten from her was the simple toast from this morning. That Haemi noona had made a dish that looked this delicious?
"...Hmm..."
My hand hesitated, caught between suspicion and unease, before finally picking up the spoon. Whatever. It's not like I'd die from eating it. My stomach was already growling with hunger, and the smell was teasing my nose. Suspicion lost to appetite. I scooped up a piece of the glistening, oil-dripping meat along with some vegetables and brought it to my mouth. The slightly tangy and sweet stew mixed perfectly with the beef fat, and the vegetables had been cooked so thoroughly they practically melted on my tongue.
With the spoon still in my mouth, I slowly turned my head to the right and looked at Haemi noona.
"Does it suit your taste, Master?"
"......"
I nodded silently. It was fucking delicious. What the hell? This shouldn't be possible. How could food made by that Haemi noona taste like this...? I mindlessly scooped up more stew and shoveled it into my mouth. The ingredients melted the moment they touched my teeth, and the broth wrapped around my tongue. After a few more spoonfuls, I suddenly realized the plate was quite small. The deep brown stew had revealed the pure white bottom, and the warmth left in the dish was beginning to fade.
"...Haa."
Satisfied with the fullness and warmth filling my stomach, I leaned back against the chair. As my brain, now replenished with energy, started working again, I realized that right now, Haemi noona was a maid. In this mysterious space, she was a Saintess maid who specialized in housework within the mansion. Maybe my preconception that maids should naturally be good at cleaning, laundry, and cooking had been reflected here? Just like how my desire for a clear master-servant relationship had manifested in the form of this mansion.
"Excuse me. I've prepared a drink that pairs well with the late-night snack..."
Without me even giving an order, the mother and daughter had somehow brought over a large pot, wine, and glasses. I'd just been thinking that the portion felt a bit lacking—how did they know...?
"Ah, thank y..."
As I turned my head to offer my thanks, my gaze naturally drifted downward. At the end of that line of sight were Mother's breasts, even larger than her daughter's, swaying under the pull of gravity.
Why? My stamina and libido should both be completely drained. Even when I'd seen the two of them in outfits more obscene than nudity just moments ago, I hadn't gotten hard. But now—
"...Master? Your face is flushed. Is something wrong?"
"N-no..."
I quickly turned my head away from those snow-white breasts. Beneath the tablecloth hiding my lower body, my cock had sprung erect beneath the gown. The fatigue that had been weighing down my entire body vanished like a lie, and my heart was pounding wildly. My face grew hot, just like during my vigorous puberty days when I'd first seen a woman's naked body in an AV.
In my confusion, I hurriedly turned my head the other way, only to catch sight of Haemi noona's protruding nipples. Left, right, everywhere I looked was filled with feminine curves. Was this because of the alluring scent noona was giving off? Probably not. If it were the scent, I would've ended up like this much earlier. Why now, of all times...?
Whoosh—
"Whoa?!"
"...As expected, you've become erect."
Mother lifted the tablecloth with one hand, revealing the cock that had been hidden beneath the table. She raised her hand with a soft click to adjust her monocle, cleared her throat, and looked at her daughter.
"I see. My apologies, Master. The explanation was delayed."
"Delayed explanation...? What the hell are you..."
"The late-night snack you just consumed, Master, was made with ingredients stored within this mansion. The foodstuffs inside the Mansion of Desire have an exceptional effect in restoring stamina and vitality. The intense sexual desire you're feeling right now is undoubtedly due to that, so there's no need to worry."
In other words, the stew I'd eaten was basically a cum refill coupon.
"...You fed me something like this without any explanation?"
Random thoughts began flooding my mind, but I couldn't stop them. The reins on my desire had snapped, and it was running wild, spilling out through my tongue.
"...Noona, come closer."
"Yes, understood."
With a single step, noona approached, and her breasts jiggled with the motion. I slowly reached out and cupped one of the swaying mounds. Warm, soft flesh filled my palm. Her nipple poked firmly against the center of my hand, and the pliant breast kept pressing back against me. No matter how much I kneaded it, the addictive texture never got old.
In this mansion, I was their employer. They were maids who obeyed any command. The sexual and dominant urges that had surged up just like in the beginning were running rampant. I was starting to understand why this place was called the Mansion of Desire.
"...Head Maid, service me with those unnecessarily huge tits and your mouth."
"Yes, understood, Master. I will service you immediately."
Mother nodded with dry eyes, lowered her posture, and crawled under the table. From beneath the practically nonexistent underwear, she pulled out breasts so massive they looked difficult to hold with just one hand.
"Mmm..."
Drip... gluck... ♡
Supporting her breasts with both hands, Mother extended her tongue and let saliva flow between them. She rubbed the slippery, sticky valley created by her spit-lotion, then pinched her own nipples to spread her tits apart. Strings of saliva dripped down, and a hot, steamy heat radiated from the breast onahole. After showing off her milk-made ejaculation device, Mother suddenly engulfed my cock between them.
"Ugh...!"
"...Your member twitching between my breasts is incredibly large, Master. Then I shall begin paizuri fellatio. If you feel like you're about to ejaculate, please let me know your desired location... slurp..."
Gluck, squelch...
"Nngh-chuup, jurk, jup..."
The glans peeking out from between Mother's enormous breasts was taken into her mouth as she began the paizuri. The soft, squishy texture, occasionally brushing against the tender skin beneath the head—I couldn't keep my senses straight. It felt almost like my entire lower body was being embraced in Mother's bosom, a pleasure that bordered on illusion. Unlike the beastly, savage mating I'd had with Yunsol, this service even carried a sense of warmth. As I lost myself in the enveloping softness, Haemi noona, standing beside me, caught my eye.
"...Noona, come even closer."
"Yes."
Noona, who had been watching Mother's service and dripping clear fluid from her pussy, approached the side of my chair and stood tall at my command. I reached out and touched her ass. It wasn't as soft as her mother's, but the firm, elastic flesh filled my hand perfectly. Then I turned my head and took the perfectly positioned nipple right in front of me into my mouth, sucking on it like a baby.
"...Nngh..."
A slight saltiness from the sweat mixed with a faint sweetness that touched the tip of my tongue and vanished. As I tickled her nipple with my tongue and gently bit down, noona's body twitched and trembled. Both above and below were soft and sweet. With my sight, taste, smell, and touch all satisfied by the service, I came on top of Mother's tongue and breasts.
"Huu... haa..."
Thick white semen sprayed across Mother's face and chest. She squeezed her eyes shut with one side firmly closed, continuing to milk out every drop with her tits. A lake of cum formed in her cleavage. Even after finishing, my cock remained rock hard. I released Haemi noona's nipple from my mouth and gave another command.
"Noona, the Head Maid got dirty. Clean her with your tongue."
"Yes, underst—"
Squelch—
"Nngh..."
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
Noona licked up the semen covering her own mother. In her lowered position, her swaying ass revealed a glimpse of jade-colored flesh between her cheeks. I slipped a finger into it. The urge to ravage this diligent, excellent maid's pussy—which hadn't reacted no matter how much I'd stirred it earlier—surged through me. Noona flinched at the sudden intrusion, but she obediently extended her tongue and licked the cum off her mother's breasts as ordered. Each time, the tentacles wrapping around my finger trembled faintly, but I ignored it and kept wriggling my digit.
Noona's weak point was definitely deeper inside, the bulging spot just below her cervical opening. As I explored her interior and reached the squishy membrane at the tip of my middle finger, which had gone quite deep...
"Nnghok?!"
"What's wrong, noona?"
"I-it's nothing... at all..."
Haemi noona's eyes widened in shock at the vulgar moan that had slipped from her own mouth. She quickly covered it, and I smiled mischievously while continuing to move my finger, asking her what was wrong. She turned her flushed face away. The sight was even more arousing than before. With my cock now much larger, I continued attacking noona's pussy.
I kept my finger pressed firmly against her G-spot, applying slight pressure before twisting it, then moving my hand back and forth to rub the sensitive membrane. Noona's ass jerked upward. The tongue she'd pulled out for cleaning—
"Oohngh... ♡ Ah, hnnghet... ♡"
She couldn't hold back the moans escaping her lips. She tried her best to stay composed, but her eyes occasionally glazed over in ecstasy. The tentacles coiled around my finger as if begging me to stop teasing and just let her cum. Who knew breaking a professional, cool-headed maid could be this fun?
"C-cleaning... hiiit...! ♡ ...is complete, Master..."
"Good. Then both of you—noona and Head Maid—stand up."
"Understood."
"Ah... yes, understood..."
I pulled my finger from noona's pussy with a faint smile. Mother rose from her spot without a hint of discomfort, while Haemi noona stood with clear reluctance written on her face. Looking back and forth between the two, I issued another command.
"And both of you, face each other."
"Yes."
"...Yes."
The maid and Head Maid, showing no doubt toward my orders, turned to face one another. I stood from my chair, slowly walked around, and positioned myself behind Mother...
Squish...
"Nngh..."
"As expected, it's not as tight as your daughter's... but it's nicely loosened."
I slipped my middle and ring fingers into Mother's vagina, probing the inner walls. Carefully observing the usually expressionless woman's reactions as I moved my fingers, I soon found it.
"...Nngh..."
There it was. So easy to locate her weak point. Like mother, like daughter—their sensitive spots were in almost the same place.
"...Ah..."
Haemi noona let out a short sound as if she'd realized what I was about to do, and our eyes met. With a gaze full of envy toward her mother, she looked down at the pussy where my fingers were buried. Then—
Squelch! Squish! Squish—!
"Ooh?! Hiiik...?! W-wait... M-Master—"
"Be quiet and show your sloppy face to your daughter."
"Nnghohooook?!"
I moved my fingers fiercely, attacking Mother's weak point without giving her a moment's rest. Her legs began to tremble violently, her hips bucked wildly, and her pussy sprayed like a water gun. The mother, her face utterly ruined by continuous orgasms, placed her hands on her daughter's shoulders for support.
"Ahik, g-going...! Master, I'm cumming?! Hiiigiiik...!"
"Ah, ah... I..."
Psheeeeee—!!
"Nngbohohooook!! Ah... he... ♡"
Thud—
After shooting out a tremendous gush of girl-cum, Mother collapsed with a wet splat onto the puddle she'd made. I pulled my fingers from her twitching pussy. Glancing at the love juices coating my hand and the droplets falling from them, I looked at Haemi noona standing before me.
"Ah, ah... aah..."
Noona looked like she had something to say, twisting her legs together nervously. I approached her, then shoved the fingers covered in her mother's pussy juices into the daughter's mouth.
"Nngh, churup, hu, M-Master... ♡"
"You said you'd re-educate Yunsol on the proper mindset of a Saintess, right? From what I've seen, noona, you're also unqualified... How about it? Would you like to learn from me again?"
Her pupils shook. Her tongue wrapped around my fingers. I whispered into the ear of the dazed noona who was staring at me in a trance.
"When I give an order, you won't be a maid anymore—you'll become a bitch. Like Yunsol in the room earlier, a pathetic bitch who clings desperately to my cock."
"...Chuhup...!"
"So if you want to become like your mother, bark for me. You horny bitch. I'll stuff you full with this cock you rebuilt yourself."
"...Woof... ♡"