The Puppy and Her Mistress [Labella & Ilien] (4)
Marei’s fingers lightly scraped down the front of her panties before slipping beneath the soaked fabric. He pushed them aside and thrust two fingers straight into her dripping pussy.
“Hnnngh…!”
Ilien’s whole body shuddered violently. She clamped both hands over her mouth to muffle the scream that nearly tore out of her, reducing it to a trembling whimper only Marei could hear.
“Be honest with me. If you lie, I’ll have no choice but to punish you.”
“J-just… a little… yes. No… a lot… it’s making me shiver all over… hnnngh…”
“So this spot feels good, right?”
Normally, the mere mention of punishment would have sent Ilien into a delighted, coquettish frenzy, begging for it. But right now her mind was locked down with iron discipline, strong enough to suppress even that twisted desire.
Of course, Marei wasn’t satisfied with her lukewarm reaction. Every time she trembled, he pressed harder against the sensitive bundle of nerves inside her, rubbing it deliberately with his fingertips.
“N-nooo… please, not like that… Marei… if you keep touching me there, I’m going to… I’m going to cum…!”
“Try to hold it in until Mom finishes cooking, okay? Actually, never mind. That wouldn’t be any fun. Ilien, go talk to Mom. Say anything.”
“Uuuu… what should I… kkhihit… y-yes… yes… Miss Labella…!”
She wanted to ask Marei what on earth she was supposed to say, but his fingers were mercilessly squeezing her G-spot. Her legs curled up tightly as she forced herself to call out to the woman behind the wall.
“Yes? What is it, Professor? Just a moment…!”
Ilien somehow managed to shift her body behind the wall, hiding both Marei’s hand—still buried obscenely beneath her clothes—and her own trembling form. Only her face peeked out.
Anyone who saw her flushed cheeks, quivering lips, and eyes that occasionally rolled back to show the whites would have known something was wrong. But she no longer had the presence of mind to control such details.
“Is something the matter…?”
“Ah… well… I think I saw you once in the Great Forest.”
“I used to attend diplomatic events at the embassy quite often. Is that why?”
Apparently displeased by how naturally the conversation was flowing, Marei gave her nipple a sharp, vicious pinch.
Ilien’s body arched like a drawn bow. The outline of the hand groping her breast was clearly visible beyond the wall as her torso jerked upward, then collapsed again.
“Ahihihit…! Guuuuuh…”
“Professor…?”
“Ah, I… I stubbed my little toe… really hard…”
“Ah, I see…”
Labella nodded with a slightly dubious expression. Even without looking in a mirror, Ilien knew exactly how wrecked her face must look right now. Drool was surely leaking from the corner of her mouth, her eyes were half-rolled back, and her entire body was shaking unnaturally.
What do I do? What do I do? Her mind felt completely paralyzed. Yet Marei’s fingers never stopped pressing and rubbing her weakest spot, forcing her to obey his every command.
“Ah… and about the Audit Bureau’s… hiiit… how is… how is… khuhut…!”
Marei’s hand clamped down hard on both her nipple and clit at the same time, pinching them ruthlessly. Ilien barely managed to stay upright by leaning against the wall, but when she saw Labella frowning at her, her vision went black.
“Professor Ksakru… are you feeling unwell?”
“No, I… I’m… that is…”
Sensing something was off, Labella began walking toward her. The moment Ilien thought everything was truly over and her knees started to buckle, Marei suddenly appeared behind her. With a hand still slick and glistening with her juices, he pointed at the pot simmering on the stove.
“Mom? I think something’s burning?”
“Oh no…!!”
Although Labella had noticed something strange about Ilien, the immediate crisis of burning food claimed her full attention. She hurried back into the kitchen.
The situation was awkward. More than awkward—it was blatantly suspicious. Under normal circumstances, Labella would have picked up on it instantly. But Ilien was so flooded with relief at having barely gotten away with it that she couldn’t even continue the thought. Her legs gave out and she collapsed onto the floor.
“That was thrilling, wasn’t it?”
“Uuu… yes… Your hand got dirty… I’ll clean it for you. Slurp… slurp…”
When Ilien saw how thoroughly coated Marei’s fingers were with the honey that had poured from her cunt, she grabbed his hand with both of hers, pulled it to her chest, and began sucking each finger with devoted care.
“You wouldn’t actually mind getting caught, would you?”
“Uuuu… no, that’s not it. Marei, please just hold on a little longer. After the home visit is over… I’ll sneak into your room and do everything you want. So please… please…!!”
She sucked noisily on each saliva-slick finger, rubbing her flushed face against his hand before slowly pulling her pink lips away.
Once her earnest service was finished, Marei grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up. His hands immediately returned to her breasts and pussy.
“Mom looks busy. It seems like dinner will be ready soon. Do you think we have enough time for you to cum once?”
“Marei… please…”
“You told me not to tempt you, remember? I’ll comfort you, so just endure it a little longer, okay? It’s strange, though. You keep seducing me with this lewd body and then tell me no. That’s not fair. This is all your fault, Ilien. So accept your punishment like a good girl.”
“Ahk… I’m going to… I’m going to cum… please… just hold on… guuuuh…!”
Normally she would have been begging for his cock, but even Marei could tell this was a desperate plea to hold back. Still, he pretended not to notice and continued caressing her.
Ilien somehow endured the overwhelming urge to climax again and again. She suffered through the torturous pleasure for the entire length of Labella’s surprisingly leisurely dinner preparations.
“Did the meal suit your taste? I lived in the Great Forest for a few years, so I was fairly confident, but I’m not sure how it is for elves.”
“It was delicious. It tasted just like the famous restaurants in the forest.”
“Oh, if you praise me that much I’ll start believing it’s true.”
While his mother and female teacher exchanged warm conversation, Marei had already undone the hook of his pants. His erect penis jutted out through the opening.
The eyes staring intently at her were clearly giving an order to his pet: Service me. Ilien understood it instantly.
Uuu… while they’re talking… aaah… his hand… his hand…
She tried to ignore it, but the memory of how roughly he had groped her breasts and fingered her pussy behind his mother while she was cooking was still burning inside her. Before she knew it, her hand was wrapped around Marei’s cock.
“How is Marei doing at school?”
“Pardon? Oh, yes. He hasn’t had many chances to meet the other children yet, so it seems he hasn’t made any friends… but he really is a wonderful student!”
It had only been three days since Marei started school. The moment she realized her mistake, Ilien’s heart sank, but fortunately Labella simply clapped her hands in delight without questioning it.
Hmm… so even in a situation like this, if Marei wants it, she’ll do it. Not bad.
Oblivious to the fact that she was being evaluated as Marei’s pet, Ilien gave an awkward smile in response to Labella’s reaction and began slowly stroking his cock.
“Um… Miss Labella. About Marei’s father?”
“Ah, did I not explain? I’m his adoptive mother. My cousin passed away, so he became my adopted son. It’s just the two of us. Of course, I treat him exactly like my own child. It felt a little awkward at first, but these days I’m truly grateful that Marei has become my son. Thank you, Marei.”
“Not at all, Mom.”
Even as the three of them continued their heartwarming conversation, Marei’s penis remained rock-hard. Ilien carefully stroked the hot, steel-like shaft up and down while nervously watching Labella’s expression. The woman seemed completely unaware, occasionally speaking and then glancing down at the documents in front of her.
“Marei, could you bring the teacher some snacks? Once I finish this and submit the report, I should have some free time… I’m sorry, Professor. There’s something rather urgent. I’ll take care of it quickly.”
“No, it’s perfectly fine. I’ll have a relaxed chat with Marei, so take your time.”
“I had to postpone our appointment because something suddenly came up… The Audit Bureau has been so busy lately that I haven’t been able to give Marei any proper communication equipment. I’m truly sorry.”
Her every movement was stricter and more elegant than even the rigid demeanor Julia sometimes showed. Ilien felt utterly overwhelmed. Labella radiated not only beauty but an indescribable aura. And because that aura was so captivating, Ilien couldn’t help but wonder how she must look in comparison, standing beside such an enchanting mother.
After asking for their understanding, Labella moved to the living room sofa and table area and began sorting through her documents.
“Ilien, a little harder…”
“Marei… I’m holding back too… you can’t…”
Ilien rubbed her thighs together, trying to calm her wildly aroused body. The lingering aftereffects of the foreplay before dinner had left her pussy tingling and dripping with arousal.
I want Marei’s cock… I want it so badly… but his mother is right there…
“Should I… use my mouth? Over in the corner…?”
“No… I want to fuck you. Ilien… I really want you now.”
Marei’s hand moved to the waistband of her pants. Ilien stared blankly as he skillfully began pulling them down, then barely managed to grab both her sanity and her trousers, trying to stop him.
“Your mother is right here… please hold back… you told me to hold back earlier, remember…? Please…”
“Being in front of Mom makes me so excited… huh? Just once. Let’s do it just once. You want it too, don’t you, Ilien?”
“Aah, no… you can’t… calm down, Marei…”
Unaware that Labella kept glancing in their direction, Ilien trembled as she fought against her instincts.
She would smile when Marei told her to smile, burst into tears when he told her to cry. She would grant any wish he had. But in this situation, one wrong move could mean she would never be able to see Marei again. That fear was what allowed her reason to barely suppress her instincts.
“Get up first… I’ll use my mouth… my mouth-pussy. Just endure a little longer… okay, Marei?”
She gently coaxed him, leading him to a corner where Labella couldn’t see. She opened her mouth wide with her fingers and tried to relieve at least some of his lust with her lips, but Marei shook his head and declared his intention firmly.
“I want to use Ilien’s cunt… that sloppy bitch-pussy. Didn’t you say you were my pet? You said I could use you whenever I wanted.”
Marei recalled the words she had moaned in the laboratory while begging for his cock, and he grabbed her soaked pussy with a firm grip.
That’s right. I’m Master’s pet.
Uuuu… but calling it a bitch-pussy… such vulgar words…
Ilien’s hand was already slipping inside her own pants.
“You said it yourself in the lab earlier. You told me to use your bitch-pussy however I wanted… Were you lying?”
The sight of her Master fully acknowledging her as his pet, combined with the throbbing cock rubbing against her pants, pushed her straight to the edge. Her hips shook as she came.
A sudden gush of love juice easily soaked through her already drenched panties, making the inside of her pants wet and sticky.
Bitch-pussy… bitch-pussy… aaah, Master… if you say things like that… still… still…
His primal desire, his greedy demands, the domineering force that crushed her dignity—Marei’s overwhelming presence made Ilien want to lie down, spread her legs, and offer her cunt to him right then and there. She was barely able to hold back that urge.
“Marei… you can’t… your mother is right there… j-just a little longer… please hold on… later… later I’ll let you use my bitch-pussy… I’ll let you use my bitch-pussy…”
Even as her body trembled with the desire to be fucked by him, her Master paid no attention to the inner conflict of his bitch. He simply pressed his cock, still protruding from his pants, against her thigh and kept rubbing it insistently.
“Hm? You said you were a bitch, didn’t you…? You said I could use your cunt whenever I wanted. I want to fuck your bitch-pussy.”
“Uuuuuu…”
She glanced at Labella sitting on the living room sofa, surrounded by documents, then stared blankly at her Master’s sticky, lust-filled gaze that said he wanted to ravage her.
Aaah, he looks like he’s suffering…
“Ah, that’s not right… since you said you’re a bitch… Ren.”
“Y-yes… Master.”
The serious look on Marei’s face as he called her made Ilien instinctively address him as Master, even though they were in his own house.
“It’s an order. Spread your legs.”
“If you say it like that… uuuht… yes, Master.”
At her Master’s command, Ilien obediently spread her thighs.