Just the Two of Us: The Serving Mother (Labella de Pawen) (6)
Labella gazed at her son’s cock, her eyes brimming with anticipation as it dripped with thick strands of precum.
“Hehe, please train me thoroughly, Master.”
Who could possibly believe that this supreme bitch—shaking her hips of her own accord and utterly bound to a delicate young boy—was the Witch of the Audit Bureau?
She leaned her upper body fully against the table, one hand spreading her hole so it would not close, the other pressing her fingertips into her ass to gently pry it open even wider.
“Please empty your balls into this bitch’s hole that can think of nothing but Master’s cock. I beg you, Master.”
Marei had wanted to see Labella truly ashamed, not merely acting as she had with Idrien. Yet contrary to his expectation that she would stammer in humiliation, she spoke as though it were the most natural thing in the world, as if she had been longing for exactly this.
“Hurry and fill this filthy hole with Master’s thick baby seed. Hehe…”
He knew he shouldn’t think it, but Marei felt somehow defeated. Things were not going according to plan. While one part of him felt grateful for Labella’s devoted obedience, another part—the vain pride of a male who sensed he was losing—burned hot inside him.
He could drive his cock deep into that warm hole and flood her womb as much as he liked. He knew perfectly well that if he pinned her down and fucked her senseless, she would turn into nothing but a bitch, writhing and screaming beneath him.
But something still displeased him. It felt like he was losing.
The moment that thought struck him, Marei’s hand flew up without conscious intent.
The plump flesh rippled violently. At the same time, another thick gush of semen spurted from her tightly clenched hole.
“Haaang…!”
“Does getting spanked feel good, Labella?”
“Ahh… I…”
“Aahng…!”
It was not pain. Her body shuddered for a long moment, and heavy clumps of semen poured from her cunt.
“Labella is a complete pervert. You know that, don’t you?”
“Y-yes… Yes… I am a pervert. Every time Master hits me, my womb tingles. I’m the pervert who spills the precious baby seed Master gave me—a perverted mother!”
Labella’s reaction made Marei tremble with greater excitement than usual. A strange possessiveness was being satisfied in a way it had never been before.
His precious mother. His lovely Labella. The Witch of the Audit Bureau. The devoted adoptive mother. Marei had always felt confused by the many versions of Labella that existed inside him, yet right now it was simple.
She was nothing but a bitch.
“You’re spilling it so messily. I’ll fill you again, so don’t let a single drop leak. Understand?”
“Yes~!”
The thought gave him courage. No—the inner savagery he had wanted to unleash for so long but had always kept suppressed now poured straight onto Labella.
“Haaang…! Ngh…! Kgh…!”
“Good. Squeeze even tighter, Labella!”
Far beyond pain, pleasure made her thighs clamp together. As Master wished, Labella put every ounce of strength into her lower belly and clenched her warm hole as tightly as she could.
“Ngh… Good girl. You’re squeezing so well. Does it feel good to get fucked by your own son? Hm? Labella?”
“Yes… Yes… Being raped by Marei feels so good… Kngh… Ngh… Ngh…”
Instead of slamming into her with all his strength as usual, he rubbed the tip of his glans against her cervix in slow, deliberate circles, scooping out the fluids still left inside her. Labella panted, letting out sweet moans as her body was lifted slightly on the long, thick rod impaling her.
“Knghaa… It’s lifting me… Kgh… So… amazing… Ngh… Uaaah…!”
“You should thank me properly, shouldn’t you, Labella?”
The massive meat bat lifted her cervix mercilessly, driving in as though it meant to crush her womb.
“Hngh… Ngh… Thank… Thank you aaah… M-Master… for using this worthless mother’s cunt… Haaang… Thank… Thank you…! Uaah… Ah… Uang. Aang. T-too deep… Kgh… While it’s lifted like this… Ngh… Yes… Hngh…!”
Her toes barely touched the floor. Bent over the table, Labella could only pant helplessly at the overwhelming sensation of the huge cock piercing her lower belly and pressing against her stomach from within.
The rhythmic sound of her tightly closed hole being stirred, mixed with the previous load and the fresh gush of sticky nectar, filled the room.
“I’m going to use you plenty today too. You’d better be grateful, shouldn’t you?”
“Aah… Yesss… Th-thank you… I am Master’s personal toilet… So please… please use me… use me hard… Knghuuung… Use me, use me, use me…!”
Her words came out slurred and broken through clenched teeth, yet Marei understood every syllable perfectly.
Yes. This was it.
The pleasure grew so fierce it sent chills racing down his spine. Marei gripped his mother’s slender waist and sank fully into her deep, warm hole.
“Ngh… Everything of yours is mine, isn’t it, Labella? This cunt, this asshole—both belong to me, right?”
“Yesss… Yes… Yesss…! Th-that’s right… I… Hngh… Ngh… Uung…!”
He slammed against her smooth ass marked with his handprints, driving the root of his enormous cock all the way inside her in a single thrust. Words he had once thought too vulgar to speak now poured endlessly from the young boy’s lips.
“Ngh… Good, Labella. These… these fat tits are mine too, aren’t they?”
“Yes… They are Marei’s personal milk tanks! Please… crush them as hard as you want… Ngh… If you pinch the tips… Uaaangang…!”
He rubbed the pink buds dangling from the ends of her heavy breasts that swayed endlessly with gravity, then pinched and tugged them while thrusting upward. Labella arched her spine, shaking her green hair wildly as she howled like a beast in heat.
At the same time, the soft flesh that had been gently enveloping him suddenly clamped down hard, then gushed a huge flood of nectar and tightened once more around Master’s cock.
“Labella, did you just cum? Already?”
“Yes… I-I came… Haa… I came so quickly…!”
Head bowed, Labella confessed her sin to her Master like a penitent. Marei seized her breasts roughly and drove his cock back into her twitching, climax-drunk cunt with brutal force.
In his hazy state, Marei opened his eyes and stared blankly at the deep blue sky. The word “morning” felt too distant; the color belonged to dawn. The coldness of the room contrasted with the lingering summer heat outside, announced by foggy condensation on the windows.
It was warm.
Unlike the temperature inside the room that held no trace of summer, a short impression rose in his mind. His consciousness was slowly returning. He felt soft flesh weighing down on his thighs, a pleasant heaviness, and the sensation of something firm gently brushing along them.
Marei unconsciously reached beneath the blanket and grabbed a handful of soft hair. Sleep still clung to him heavily. The moist warmth rising from his cock and the lewd, sticky sounds echoing in his ears drew a pleasant sigh from his lips.
It had to be Labella. Marei reached down naturally and stroked the head of the woman servicing him, even though he wasn’t yet certain who she was. She made soft nasal sounds, gripping his cock firmly with all ten fingers and sucking him even more eagerly into her warm mouth. Satisfied by the sensation of her body, he drew a short breath and exhaled in bursts, forcing the lingering sleepiness away.
His mind was not blurry, yet it refused to clear completely. As his body gradually awakened, Marei caressed the cheek of the woman beneath the blanket and slowly tried to guess her identity.
It was not the weekend, so it could not be the Saintess Erden Fabel. Then was it Labella or Ilien?
The warm, wet sensation slid slowly down from the glans, swallowing the shaft. Marei reached further and grabbed the breasts pressing against his thighs—the simplest way to confirm.
Squish. Squish.
When he squeezed, they pushed back with springy resilience. He felt for the nipples and estimated the size. The answer was obvious.
“Ilien… You’re doing well…”
With a small sigh, he praised the clever bitch. Suddenly the wet sounds and the tongue that had been lovingly sweeping down his cock stopped.
“Hm…? Labella… Mom…?”
It was not Labella. When the startled Marei threw back the blanket, he found Idrien glaring up at him with his cock still in her mouth.
“Idrien?”
“Slurp… Calling my sister’s name? That’s mean.”
Idrien sucked upward one last time with clear regret, then released him. She wiped the thick semen from her lips with a fingertip, pushed it into her mouth, and sighed softly.
“Idrien… Ah, so it’s you.”
Her eyes slanted upward more sharply than Ilien’s, giving her a fiercer look. Marei finally realized the morning service duty today belonged to Idrien. Ilien could not possibly be here; she had been barred from the house lately by Labella’s orders regarding Idrien’s training.
Idrien glanced at him, forced her lips back into an expressionless line, and frowned slightly to show she was annoyed. To Marei, it was hardly threatening.
“I’m sorry, Idrien…”
“Never mind that. Who’s better—me or my sister?”
“Huh?”
The sudden, incomprehensible question forced Marei to shake his head, trying to clear the last traces of sleep.
“I mean the morning blowjob. You called my sister’s name, so you must get it often, right? Between the two of us, who’s better?”
Could one even declare a winner between the two? The brief question flickered through his mind. When Erden Fabel or Labella woke him, he usually came the moment he opened his eyes, so they were easy to compare. But between the Ksakru sisters, he would need to experience both directly.
“I think I’d have to compare them to know…”
“Tsk.”
Idrien clicked her tongue, clearly displeased her name had not left his lips.
“A comparison, huh… Not bad. Hehe, with my sister… with Labella… Hehe… Ah, such a shame…!”
She had been laughing with dark amusement, but the sight of the huge cock twitching like a fish out of water, begging to be milked, made her quickly lower her head again. She brushed her hair behind her ear and pressed her lips to the tip where precum welled up.
“Marei, don’t you want to do it again with the four of us—Labella, my sister, me, and you?”
“Ngh… Yes… I want to… Hurry, use your mouth…”
“Good boy. Since you’re so obedient, I’ll use my hair like this…”
Idrien wrapped her silky platinum-blonde hair tightly around the sensitive underside of the huge cock and began sliding it slowly up and down.
“Ngh… Ngh… Hng…”
The slightly rough texture of her hair, the hand pressing and stroking the sensitive flesh. Seeing the young boy pant and cry out in girlish moans, Idrien wore an ecstatic expression and kept kissing the tip where precum kept surging.
“Chu. Chu. Chu. Slurp… Chu… Does this feel good? I’ll use my armpits for you later too. But only if you behave. Hehe, you’re so cute. Right, Marei? You have to be a good boy, okay?”
“Aah… Uh… Uh… I-I’ll be good… I-Idrien… It’s coming… Kngh…!”
Between the lips that had been sucking the tip so stickily, a thick white rope slid down with gravity, only to be caught by her tongue and pulled into her mouth. The platinum hair, now heavily coated in cloudy semen, sparkled even whiter. Her long tongue relentlessly scraped the urethra, milking out every drop.
“Kgh… Idrien… Ngh…!!”
The young boy’s lower body jerked forward, but the supreme female body far larger than his own held him down, leaving him trembling helplessly.
“Uung… Uup… Slurp… Uung… Mrei… Slurp… Mrei… Uung…”
The female professor mumbled incoherent words. Her hand, wrapped in hair that felt both rough and silky, shook violently around his cock.
“Kgh… I-Idrien… I’m cumming… I’m cumming…!”
The young male, lower body completely immobilized by the bitch who had sneaked into his room at dawn, arched his back like a bow and shoved his cock deep into her warm mouth, unleashing the full load of his lust.
The sudden explosive gush of white liquid made Idrien’s cheeks puff out slightly, but she swallowed it down with practiced gulps and continued her service.
“Kgh… Aah… Uh… Uh… Huu… So good…”
He had no idea how long she had been sucking him, but the thick load that had built up in his balls for days now erupted with full force into the mouth of the female teacher who had threatened him only days earlier. Her heavy breasts, swaying with gravity, pressed firmly against his thighs. Idrien took the hair-wrapped cock deep into her mouth as though devouring it.
Unlike the pleasant mornings Labella and the others gave him, the female teacher’s selfish milking left Marei’s sleepiness completely blown away, replaced by endless ejaculation.
“Gulp. Gulp. Gulp… Kghhup… Gulp… Gup…”
Idrien moved her throat again and again to endure the enormous volume, but the sticky clumps clinging to her esophagus and her greedy desire to swallow Master’s cum without complaint finally overwhelmed her. Her face gradually turned pale.
“Gulp…… Gulp… Kghup… Hup… Kk… Ueeeek…!”
She stopped chewing, shook her head, and tried to force the incoming semen down. Unable to endure any longer, she coughed and spat the thick white load straight out of her mouth.