11th Rule: Eternal Rest for Those Who Touch Miss Ruby
Raven's sudden appearance brought my sweet moment to an abrupt end. The brief taste of humane treatment was over. It was time to return to my wretched slave existence.
I'd been fretting that I might get dragged off for another round of sexual torture from Catalina, using the excuse that I'd dawdled with Ruby instead of reporting back on time.
"I'll go with you to the management office... so don't worry."
When I confessed my worries to the kind Ruby, she readily escorted me safely all the way back to the public toilet.
Holding her cool hand the entire way, the look on Catalina's face—flustered beyond belief—was nothing short of art.
I parted from Ruby with lingering regret, but my duties for the day were far from over.
Schlup♡. Slurrrp♡.
My glans twitched, trapped between Amelia's soft lips.
It stood tall and rigid, maintaining its iron-hard erection to defend itself, but despite the bravado, it flushed bright red under Amelia's lewd tongue play.
And that wasn't all.
Two massive bubble cushions topped with ripe red raspberries. Those imposing, threatening breasts brimmed with volume as they enveloped my cock, demanding sticky negotiations.
As if refusing to yield even a drop of semen would mean being swallowed whole right then and there. Her saliva-slicked water balloons glided smoothly between my shaft.
The most threatening part? Amelia's expression.
With her top half-raised, sitting under the bed, her eyes half-lidded like melting pools, fixed solely on my cock.
The sight was so provocatively electric that my mind started going blank.
"Hmmm♡. Schlup, schlup."
"Ah, when Amelia's tongue wraps around like crazy... I really... ngh!"
She's aggressive. This woman felt especially bold today.
What was it? What had stirred this gentle beauty into such a frenzy—
"Hngh!"
In that instant, a surge of ejaculation pressure flooded my brain, halting all thought.
Splurt! Spluuurt!
Amelia tightened her lips around my cock, determined not to spill a drop, and slowly lifted her face.
Slurrrp.
Then, propping her chin with one hand, she tilted her head up.
Haaah...♡.
She gazed at me with that lascivious stare, opening her mouth coated in thick white semen.
Drip.
Amelia stuck out her tongue, letting the cum trickle down into her cleavage.
Mixed with her saliva, the semen slowly seeped into that dense valley between her massive tits, slicking the jiggling orbs like a bartender mixing a cocktail.
Then she spread her breasts wide and thrust them toward me.
"Here, this is like... cheese made from your cum and my saliva mixed together~."
Just as Amelia said, a thick strand of semen stretched between her breasts like a bridge.
"If you'd cum as much as yesterday, it would've been even lewder~. Today it's kinda thin and not much volume~. Wonder why? Did it all go into Miss Rio's belly~? Or Miss Ruby's? Makes me jealous for some reason~."
That provocative display reignited the fire in my chest, but—
Drip.
My spent cock, oozing remnants, showed no signs of rising again after the grueling labor.
"Aww... Disappointing today, but I guess that's it~."
Amelia stared wistfully at my baby-soft dick. Only after sucking out every last drop from my urethra did she pull down her clothes and stand.
Drip, drip.
Her skirt, swollen to bursting, darkened with a puddle as semen soaked through, dripping one by one from under her breasts.
Despite the sticky mess, she tied her apron back on and diligently cleaned around my quarters.
...If you're gonna get messy again, why bother showering at all?
After my blissful time with Amelia ended, sticky discomfort set in.
My cock and thighs were coated in her saliva. Going to bed like this would mean another night of tossing in unease.
But for some reason, Amelia never wiped it off before I slept. Though she'd be meticulously thorough if it were someone else's fluids.
Truly an inscrutable woman.
Lost in the triumphant haze of conquering Amelia, I lay limp. Then, Raven—the bodyguard I'd just met—crossed my mind.
That woman glared at Ruby and me the whole way... with those sharp eyes, glancing over.
Each time, I felt an inexplicable murderous intent. Chilling.
Like I was intruding on something between them.
Nah, no way...
"...Um, Amelia?"
"Hm~?"
"Do you know who that woman was with Miss Ruby earlier?"
"Earlier? ...Oh! You mean Ms. Raven~. Why? Got a crush on her?"
"N-No, just curious about her..."
Amelia's smile seemed shadowed. I'd clearly said something wrong.
"Ms. Raven is amazing~. Ten big, strong male bodyguards couldn't touch her~. She's not Ruby's guard for nothing."
A woman beating ten men... I couldn't even imagine her monstrous strength.
"Plus, her cool, handsome face makes her popular with the staff too~. That haughty confidence almost had me falling for her. But get this~. She doesn't spare a glance for anyone but Miss Ruby~."
Amelia wrung out the wet rag and added softly,
"So be careful, Toilet. Mess with Miss Ruby wrong, and if she gets you... you might not even leave bones behind~. Her specialties are tailing and infiltration—you could lose your head without a sound~."
Then that rustling at the bench yesterday was...
Shiver!
Her warning didn't sound like a joke. A premonition of real danger chilled my spine.
"So~. Don't get too attached to the ladies. Play stickier with me instead~♡. Got it, Toilet~?"
Finishing cleaning, Amelia tucked me in. Brushing her hair behind her ear, she whispered into mine.
"Sleep well~. I'll come in the morning?"
Her breath tickled my ear. Turning to her gentle smile—
Mwah♡.
Amelia left a shy lip mark on my cheek and exited the bathroom.
"You dare... DARE lay hands on the noble Miss Ruby's body?"
A chilling voice pierced my ear suddenly.
"G-Gah!!"
In pitch-black darkness, suffocating pressure jolted my eyes open.
My throat crushed in agony, breath cut off. Consciousness snapped awake.
I scanned frantically with bloodshot eyes.
Someone straddled my stomach, throttling my neck with all her might.
Gleaming silver hair in the dark. Murderous sharp gaze. Impeccable black suit.
The woman before me was Ruby's bodyguard: Raven.
"Ra-Raven... Why... G-Guh!"
"Shut up!"
Crack.
Her grip tightened, my neck bones screaming instead.
"I've been watching you ever since you defiled Miss Ruby's beautiful face with your filthy white stuff."
Raven leaned in close, silver strands brushing my cheek. No fragrance—just icy killing intent.
The problem? Even now, was my cock defending its master? Furious and erect, it burrowed into her tight shirt, blocking her approach.
"Hoh, lusting even now. Disgusting and ugly—befitting a beast. Before you harm Miss Ruby, I must deal with this vile thing first."
Haa... Haa...
Thanks to my cock's intervention, sweet relief eased my throat.
But the crisis wasn't over.
Shing.
She drew a razor-sharp silver dagger from her bosom.
"W-Wait! Sp-Spare me... I won't go near Miss Ruby anymore, please forgive me just once!"
But.
Lick~.
A wet tongue flicked from her blood-red lips, slowly tracing the blade.
A death sentence, plain as day.
"N-No... I don't wanna die... Don't wanna die!"
"What a noisy pest."
Thud.
She grabbed my cock shaft and swiftly mounted the bed. Her firm ass line, unhideable even through suit pants, filled my vision.
"Before I cut off this filthy thing, I need to shut that mouth first."
Squish.
Her knee crushed my resisting hands.
And then, very slowly, her heavy hips—pussy line blatantly visible—descended to bury my face.