Chapter 211
"You can't be satisfied with just once, right?"
"Ha, uh..."
Honestly, my head had been filled with naughty thoughts about Baek Sion since morning, but since I'd planned to take care of him from the start, I'd made all sorts of preparations with his satisfaction in mind. There are tons of stories out there about an emotionless maid helping her younger master with his needs...! The term "sexual relief" implies the one giving it should have the upper hand, but now that the roles were reversed, my mind was going blank.
As his slender fingers began softly stroking my ass and thighs bit by bit, after two days and a few hours of holding back—longer than usual for me—even that slight warm touch made my lower belly clench tight. And this position... it's so embarrassing! It feels like I'm being punished unilaterally; it makes even doggy style, which is already super shameful, seem tame by comparison. My face burned just from the pose, so I tried to squirm out from being draped over his lap, but when he gently pressed down on my upper body with one arm, I realized changing positions was hopeless.
"Eek, haat...!"
I couldn't read Baek Sion's thoughts at all. He'd forced me onto his lap like he was about to plunge his fingers deep inside any second, but instead, he teased my thighs and ass with feather-light touches that danced just shy of real contact. The problem was, my body had been craving this all day, so even that was enough to send nonstop shivers through me. With my face buried in the soft bedding, the fear of not knowing what he'd do next made a deep hum vibrate inside my lower belly.
"Hik! ...W-wait, haang...!?"
I've cum before just from pressing a massager against my stomach, but going without insertion or direct touch? That's mortifying. Sure, women can climax easier than men, but Baek Sion has never missed the signs when I do. I used to think he wouldn't know since women's orgasms vary so much and he was a virgin at first, but thanks to my oversensitive body, he's figured out every single one of my timings no matter how hard I try to hide them. It's been a while since I accepted that.
"...Already?"
"Eut!? ...Y-you're the one t-teasing me l-like that, hiyang!?"
His genuinely surprised tone turned the shame scrambling my brain into waves of pleasure rippling through my body. Maybe because I'd been worked up since slipping into this maid outfit without panties, I knew I couldn't hold out anymore—but he didn't stop. Instead, he just brought his finger to my entrance and slowly dragged it downward.
"Euk♡! ...H-ha... hik♡!?"
Squelch—the lewd sound of my already sopping core meeting his finger hit my ears, and the pleasure I could no longer fight with willpower surged through me, the building shivers exploding across my whole body. Normally my hips would buck forward wildly, but with my waist against his knee now, my pelvis shot upward instead. The silver lining? Unlike last time, he wasn't forcing multiples or blocking my climax. Maybe he was going easy since too much would make me pass out.
"...Hic, haa... haaa..."
Seizing the moment his finger paused, I shook off the lingering pleasure, my foggy vision finally clearing. My hands ached from gripping the sheets so hard I could barely move my fingers.
"You can't be satisfied with just once anyway, right?"
"Eut!?..."
He must've known I'd come around, because his voice came with a hint of amusement. What a pervert, acting like I'd devoured him with lust!
"You're the one who gets off on tormenting me...! Always pretending it's because of me..."
Saying this while still sprawled over his lap might look ridiculous to him, but it pissed me off how he always played innocent. Like the time he made me give my first blowjob hands-free! And his dolphin shorts and tees he wears to bed are so short they flash skin everywhere—he stares every time but acts like he doesn't. Of course, if he didn't look, I'd be even madder.
"...Hic."
Once I fully snapped out of it, I noticed something hard poking my side repeatedly. No need to look; the intense energy gathered there told me he was rock-hard and playing it cool...
"You're the one who's huge right now... hiyang!?"
A sharp sting hit my ass, startling a weird noise out of me. I'd thought his silence meant I'd stumped him and got a little cocky. It didn't hurt bad—true to his nature—but the slap itself shocked me more. He checked my reaction with a sly chuckle, then asked innocently,
"Yeah?"
"...Ha..."
One wrong answer and he'd spank again... Swallowing my frustration, I shut up. But this setup was so stacked against me. I couldn't even touch him to return the favor, while he could toy with me anytime. And it hit me anew: Baek Sion could be really mean when he wanted.
"Hyaut!? I didn't say anyth-ing... eurgh!..."
I'd stayed quiet to avoid restarting him, but if he was gonna keep going anyway, I should've just vented. Being the type who got more sensitive with each orgasm, even one finger was building pleasure fast. And this position shifted my waist and hips, hitting totally new spots—made it way harder to endure...
"Haut!? ...Euk, huaa... hic..."
I always thought G-spot pressure was the worst, but face-down, he was tapping the complete opposite side. And I realized it wasn't just my G-spot that was weak. This unfamiliar spot was...
"Higeut!? ...Haang, ah, n-not there... really, huaaang!..."
His pace wasn't breakneck, but the breaks he gave let me feel every bit of pleasure crystal clear with my full wits—that was the real killer. Half-losing it felt floaty and fun; this nonstop shiver was straight-up scary.
"...Hic, t-today, euh haa!? I was s-supposed to do it... hwas!?"
I spat it out without expecting him to stop, but was he thoughtful or just contrary? He suddenly pulled his finger out.
"Eut!?"
The withdrawal sent a jolt of pleasure, but thankfully no climax. ...Still feels like something's lingering inside, weird...
"Oh yeah?"
Testing if I really meant to service him...? Face buried in the sheets, I nodded as best I could. I'd prepped a ton. Knowing he was weak to blowjobs, I'd planned oral; I'd studied paizuri after last time's struggle. Even made a new hole in my breasts for it.
Thank goodness—at least he lifted me slightly and scooted to the bed's center. Anything but that embarrassing pose would make controlling my pleasure easier. Though my body was still too weak to do more than curl up a bit. As I cooled my post-edge heat, something hard started prodding my cheek.
...Thick scent of Baek Sion and semen. My plan was to blow him leisurely while enjoying his face... Not this one-track option. But rebelling would just loop back to before. And my succubus instincts kept urging me to devour the cock right in front of me, messing with my head.
"Hrut..."
Honestly, rubbing my dick on Yoo Seol-ah's cheek when she was fully compos mentis would've earned me a slap, but now seemed fine. Her masochist switch was flipped, and I'd long known about her serious smell fetish.
Kneeling between my legs, face-down and hesitating a moment, she finally parted her lips wide and slowly engulfed my cock from the tip.
"...Nmmp... glk!..."
Truth be told, I'm weak to Yoo Seol-ah's blowjobs. Whether from doujins or what, her technique was killer—not to mention that signature glare she gave every time, perfectly poking my walls. Sure, her sweet licks were adorable too, but prick her pride a bit and this face came out. Defiant eyes simmering with swallowed anger, tears welling from cramming something too big in her mouth, yet her tongue steadily worked the shaft—that gap made the pleasure insanely intense.
"...Euk."
At this rate, I'd cum faster than planned, so I started controlling the tiny killing intent clump I'd planted earlier while faking finger movements.
"Nmmph!? ...Mmmp♡!?"
Some adult toys use wireless remotes for rotors. I'd shaped a bit of killing intent for remote stimulation inside her—vibrating with a tingly zap. Her pupils glazing with pleasure was natural.
"Satisfy me, and I'll stop it."
She flinched back in shock, then endured with an even angrier glare.
"Nchup!... jup... nmmp!..."
Even drowning in pleasure, she ramped up her pace her way, and a shiver hit my lower belly. Unconsciously, I grabbed her head and thrust my hips forward a bit. Unlike soft pleasure, the tight entrance forcing its way in, slick yet squeezing my sensitive glans—I instinctively pushed deeper. Only the base peeked out, hidden in her mouth. Half my length was her usual limit, so realizing what I'd done, I tried pulling back fast.
She'd choke...
"Hey, you oka..."
"Nmmp♡!?... Mmmph♡!?... Hnng♡!..."
But seeing her waist shudder like it was vibrating, one of Yoo Seol-ah's walls flashed in my mind.
...Come to think of it, choking was one of her kinks too. Did she just cum from that slight asphyxiation...?
