28th Rule, Basic Bedroom Etiquette for Obedient Puppies (3)
Chirp, chirp.
The sound of birdsong lingered in my ears. Finally, the morning sun I'd been waiting for had risen.
"Ha, haha..."
My eyes were hollow. My mind felt foggy and damp, like it was shrouded in mist.
In the end, I'd pulled an all-nighter with my eyes wide open.
Well, I did manage some fitful dozes here and there. But I could never fall into a deep sleep.
Unlike me, tense as hell, Marin had rolled over and been snoring away deeply within three seconds.
She'd burrowed relentlessly into my arms all night, murmuring,
'Bear... hug me...'
in a voice that didn't suit her at all, clinging to my body the whole time.
Even now, she was rubbing her perfectly cupped breasts against my side, breathing softly in her sleep.
Her head rested on my shoulder, drool pooling on my chest...
Thanks to that, my dick hadn't shown any signs of going down all night.
Just having Marin pressed against me defenselessly had my arousal maxed out already. But her slender leg, which had slyly claimed territory on my stomach, wouldn't leave my upright cock alone.
It had nudged and rubbed against it with her foot, and now she'd wedged it right into the soft flesh behind her knee, burying it completely.
And her sleeping face with eyes closed—god, it was stunning.
With her mouth slightly open, she looked like a total angel. It was impossible to recall her old cold, indifferent demeanor.
Part of me wanted to thrust my rock-hard dick into that tight pussy right then and there.
But before bed, Marin's chilling words echoed:
"From that day on, you're my exclusive slave. Until the day you die—for life."
They'd classified her body as a level-one biohazard, so I couldn't touch her recklessly. I didn't want to gamble my whole life for one moment of pleasure.
In short, I'd been wearing a mental chastity belt.
Anyway, as I gazed at Marin nestled in my arms with my hollow eyes, someone opened the door and came in.
"Miss Marin, you have a lecture this morning... Oh my?"
Judging by her outfit, she was a housemaid or attendant. She'd come to wake Marin, apparently.
Her face flushed red as she stared at my cock bulging under the blanket like it was about to burst through.
Whoosh.
Without hesitation, she flipped the covers open.
Her gaze landed on our exposed skin—me and Marin—buried within.
Especially when she saw the massive cock wedged between Marin's folded legs; she staggered back. It was so embarrassing, I felt ashamed for both of us.
It looked exactly like the kind of situation that screamed "I totally did her while she was out."
I definitely hadn't touched Marin with my hands. But no one would believe any excuses in this state...
So I frantically covered my face with both hands instead of my dick.
The very person responsible for this misunderstanding was sleeping soundly, leaving me and the maid exchanging flushed glances.
The maid approached cautiously, shaking Marin to wake her.
"M-Miss Marin? It's time to get up... You'll be late..."
She was just as embarrassed, but admirably professional about it.
Marin, meanwhile, didn't budge an inch despite the maid's efforts.
......
I carefully laid Marin, still in my arms, on her side and stood up. She still showed no signs of waking.
As I stood there watching over her, the maid...
Swoosh.
She backed away slowly, eyes on my twitching cock.
......God, I wanted to crawl into a hole. Indescribable shame washed over me.
But swallowing my awkwardness, I asked the maid,
"Does Miss Marin usually have this much trouble waking up?"
"Once she's asleep, she hardly ever wakes easily..."
She sighed deeply, rubbing her chin, clearly frustrated from past experiences.
"Any good ways to wake her...?"
That's when I felt her gaze drift toward my cock.
Her face turned beet red with embarrassment, but she stared openly.
Ugh...
It seemed like she was saying, Use that throbbing dick to wake her. But no way in hell was I doing that.
If I inserted it now, all my gritted-teeth endurance from last night would go to waste in an instant.
But with her staring so blatantly, I couldn't just ignore it.
What the hell should I do?
As I racked my brain, I suddenly recalled last night before bed—kissing Marin's pussy.
Right. Even without penetration, there were plenty of other ways.
I took a deep breath, spread the sleeping Marin's legs wide, and positioned myself in front of her.
I knelt and stared right at her defenseless, open pink pussy.
As I brought my face close, the cool, soft flesh filled my nose with a refreshing scent.
I'd smelled it many times, but it always felt invigorating.
Before touching my tongue to her labia, I looked at the maid and said,
"This is just to wake Miss Marin. I didn't do anything all night. Please don't misunderstand—ugh."
She ignored me completely, flashing an awkward smile and gesturing for me to hurry up.
My words died in my throat.
Looks like the misunderstanding was too deeply rooted to dispel easily.
Swallowing my burning shame, I extended my tongue toward the smooth red slit.
Slurp♡.
Like sucking on a mint candy, sweet nectar flooded my mouth with a minty flavor.
Amazing.
I'd tasted countless pussies with my tongue in Dia Village, but this was the first one with such an overtly spicy mint kick.
Especially when I flicked her hardened clit—it felt exactly like rolling a childhood mint candy in my mouth.
As I gently sucked and licked that sweet, nostalgic taste, sour, slippery nectar started leaking from her tiny entrance.
"Mmgh..."
After licking mindlessly for a while, Marin finally let out a moan.
That meant she was starting to stir.
I didn't miss the chance, sweeping my tongue firmly over her labia.
Lick♡, slurp♡.
"Mmmph..."
Suddenly, Marin's hips began to tremble slightly. She tried to buck them in time with my tongue.
Her hand fidgeted on the bear doll, legs twisting like it tickled.
Grab.
I wrapped my arms around her wriggling legs to keep them from escaping.
"Hnnng♡... Tickles♡..."
Marin twisted wildly, dropping the bear doll. I sensed she was close.
To end this embarrassing situation fast, I licked her pussy even more intensely.
Slurp♡, smack♡, slurp♡, smack♡.
Soon, hot nectar's flavor burst from her labia. Her breathing grew ragged.
"Haaa♡... Hnnngh♡..."
Finally, she folded her legs, clamping my head tight.
The pressure intensified with every lick, especially when I tormented her clit relentlessly.
"Hup♡!"
Squirt!! Sizzle!! Splurt! Sizzle!!
Hot fluid drenched my face...
Minty liquid gushed from her tight entrance, dripping from my chin to my chest.
After shuddering for a while, Marin slowly sat up, hugging the bear doll again.
Swoosh.
I'd kept gently licking her labia tenderly even after her climax. Then our eyes met as she glanced down at me absently.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, alternating looks between me, the room, and the clock. Then she smiled drowsily.
"...Pass. Good job, puppy."
She stroked my hair slowly, looking satisfied.
......This is bad. I shouldn't like it, but my chest swelled strangely. It felt like I was getting tamed by Marin's training bit by bit.
I was starting to get scared that her old cold, merciless first impression would fade, replaced by seeing her as my sweet owner.
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Anyway, after the morning blowjob alarm—er, cunnilingus—wrapped up, Marin got ready for school with the maid's help, super efficiently.
At her order to head back, I just brushed my teeth quickly and left the mansion for the management office.
But even as I was leaving, I never caught a glimpse of her putting on underwear.
She was fully dressed, makeup done, but under that reasonably short skirt—nothing covering her defenseless pussy.
And she'd thrown on an off-shoulder sweater that exposed her chest area, with no bra straps—just smooth, pale skin gleaming.
She'd been dressed like that yesterday at the public toilet. Was she seriously heading to school like this?
......Given Marin's personality of looking down on others, it didn't seem impossible.
As I walked, idly wondering what it would feel like peeking up Marin's skirt from below the stairs...
I'd arrived at the management office entrance.
Swoosh, spread.
Now casually, I slipped my cock into the silicone pad at the door.
As I stood waiting for someone to open it...
Squeeze.
A sudden cool, soft touch traveled up my cock.
Someone inside the wall was gently wrapping around my dick.
Like a hand warmer—warming the cold spots, then moving on.
The motions felt familiar somehow.
"...Miss Ruby...?"
Her fingers twitched for a moment. Then a small voice came through the mic.