Chapter 10
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 10
Chapter Title: Bath and Purification
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Helena's palm slammed into my ass, and I snapped my eyes wide open, arching my back like a bow.
"!!"
The pain that had spread through my ass and entire body suddenly came roaring back to life all at once, transforming into waves of pleasure. It felt like a spear made entirely of ecstasy had pierced right through my ass.
The intense shock made the panties clenched in my mouth slip out on their own, dropping onto Sylvia's thigh.
Splat—
With my mouth finally free, I gasped in short, ragged breaths, my jaw hanging slack.
"Hah, hah, hah..."
Pain was a distant memory now. This electric pleasure surged from deep in my ass, racing up my spine to rape my brain. All I could do was roll my eyes back and pant helplessly.
"Hk, hk."
I had no idea what Helena had done. It seemed connected to when she'd lightly touched my asshole earlier, but beyond that, I was clueless. One thing was certain, though—this pleasure was dangerous.
'If... if this keeps up... I'll go insane...'
This wasn't the fleeting ecstasy of a quick stroke leading to ejaculation. Nor was it the slow-building heat rising from my own body. It was the raw sensation of someone thrusting a lance of pleasure straight into me.
"Urgh..."
To endure this overwhelming bliss, I twisted my limbs. My whole body trembled uncontrollably, my hips bucking on instinct. But with my current body, holding back was impossible. This pleasure had to burst out somewhere.
In the end, I released the desperate clench of my ass, and with a grand flourish, I shot my load all over Helena's thigh.
Splurt, spluuurt—
"Urk!"
Thick white semen poured through my urethra in steady streams. As my cock throbbed with each spurt, Helena squeezed her thigh muscles around it, gripping me with the intensity of a living tentacle or fleshy wall.
Thanks to her help, I kept thrusting my hips relentlessly, pumping out rope after rope. It was like I was trying to impregnate her thigh.
Slap— slap—
Each time my lower belly smacked against Helena's smooth thigh, the wet sound of flesh on flesh echoed stickily through the room.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo."
My spasming legs and hips jerked nonstop as I unloaded. The semen that splattered stickily across Helena's voluptuous thighs soon coated my entire cock, turning it into a messy glaze.
Helena used the cum as lube, rubbing her slick thighs against me to tease my glans.
"There~ For the finale, let's rub it out~"
She slid her slippery thighs back and forth, stroking my cock and glans from base to tip.
"Keep shooting it all out~"
"Haaa..."
I came until my balls felt utterly drained, flooding the lectern with white semen that overflowed onto the floor. Only after I'd emptied everything did the pleasure finally ebb. My balls ached from fulfilling their duty so thoroughly.
As the last dribbles stopped, my spent cock shrank, burying itself in Helena's thigh cleft. The post-orgasm sensitivity made her soft skin torture on my glans, but I was too wrecked to resist.
The brain-melting pleasure, the ecstasy of ejaculation, the depraved shame of cumming in front of everyone watching.
The maids' laughter ringing in my ears. The prickling stares on my skin. Even the gulps from the boys at their desks.
My nose caught the musky feminine scent from Sylvia's panties I'd had in my mouth, and my tongue savored something tangy-sweet and salty—her juices, maybe.
Every sense heightened, sensations I'd ignored before now bombarded my brain.
My mind overloaded and shut down. Thoughts wouldn't connect. Like right before sleep, my head was a chaotic festival of nothing.
"Hng..."
Dazed and panting, something warm enveloped me. I wasn't sure, but it felt like Sylvia had pulled my head to her chest in a tight embrace.
So soft. Smells so good. Sleepy...
Just before blacking out, Helena whispered in my ear.
"Good job~ Next time, you have to listen to us properly, okay? Or you might get 'punished' again. Got it?"
"Yhe... yes."
I mumbled like an idiot, then drifted off in Sylvia's arms.
The lesson ended, and the boys in the classroom were led one by one by the maids to their assigned private rooms.
To wait before entering the specially prepared bath.
The bathwater's effects were strongest for the first to soak, so they had to select promising candidates and decide the order.
Of course, the first to enter had just been decided. Helena licked her lips as she gazed at the boy asleep on her thigh.
"Hehe, this one's got real talent."
Helena flexed the hand she'd used to spank him, recalling the moment.
Her final strike that drove him to climax and made him spurt wildly—it was a kind of 'magic' that converted pain to pleasure.
By spanking relentlessly to layer on the agony, then flipping it all to ecstasy with magic in one overwhelming rush to awaken his senses.
But his reaction suggested the magic had hit harder and fiercer than she'd expected.
This spell varied by the recipient's aptitude and talent, and his response indicated extraordinary potential.
Yes, this boy was a genius. If pressed on what kind...
'A maso... chist genius?'
The phrasing was odd, but literal. With proper development, he'd become a supreme body.
Still, someone had touched him before her—an educator's pride stung a bit. Helena glanced at Sylvia, who held his face to her chest, and said,
"No wonder the Head Maid wants him~ What a gem."
At Helena's subtle jab, Sylvia cut in sharply.
"...I haven't claimed him."
"Oh, really? Sorry. Then... may I have him?"
Helena dipped a finger into the semen coating the lectern and brought it to her tongue.
The cum slid down her tongue and down her throat. Just a taste, but incredible.
Talent for development and delicious semen. Perfect. If he weren't the Demon King's tribute, she'd take him home.
Helena smacked her lips.
"Smack.~ Prime semen, really. Just a tiny shame it's not his first load."
"..."
"So, how was his first taste? Sylvia?"
Sylvia hesitated, recalling the flavor.
"It was... delicious."
She gripped her skirt hem tight. Thinking of it made her core throb inexplicably.
Such a feeling was new in her life. Sylvia had never felt arousal or lain with a man. She'd guarded her chastity, serving only her duty and the Demon King faithfully.
But today felt different. Something deep inside had awakened.
Sylvia didn't realize it yet, but Helena, with her experience training countless others, spotted it instantly.
"Hehe. I knew it. Understood. But he's tribute for Her Highness. Even the Head Maid can't touch freely. Right?"
"I know."
Sylvia was the Demon King's loyal servant. Making him cum earlier was unavoidable circumstance, just part of the job.
No different from Helena inducing his orgasm for the lesson.
"Good. Then, before full development and training, please take good care of him."
"Leave it to me."
Sylvia took the sleeping boy from Helena, cradling him as she headed to the bath. He was the honored first to enter the sacred waters.
"Seril. Hilda."
"Yees~ Coming~"
"Mm..."
I rubbed my eyes, waking in a hazy daze.
The air thick with humidity and warmth. A low humming sound. Where...?
I opened my eyes and quietly scanned around. A massive circular glass dome with crimson sky filtering in, lush palm trees and foliage everywhere.
An indoor greenhouse...?
Looking down, I saw steaming baths. Aroma baths, rose baths, waterfall baths—pools of every theme dotted the place.
Not a greenhouse, then. A massive indoor bathhouse. Or hot spring waterpark fit better.
"Ah~ You're awake."
"Perfect timing~?"
As I took it in, familiar voices chimed from nearby.
The two succubus girls who'd followed me from the carriage to the classroom: Seril and Hilda. Unlike before, they wore only thin white towels draped over their bodies.
That loose wrap might slip off any second...
"You're awake, I see."
I stared at their towels precariously clinging over their nipples, then startled at the voice behind me and whipped around. There stood Sylvia, her curvaceous figure barely covered by a single towel, just like the succubi.
"...!"
Unlike their slim frames, Sylvia's sensual curves were brazenly obvious even through the fabric. Full breasts straining outward, a narrow waist. And those birthing hips...
Finally, her thighs pressed demurely together below the towel, a slight gap between hinting at perfection.
'...'
Feeling blood rush below, I discreetly cupped my crotch with both hands. Getting hard from a woman's body would be embarrassing if caught. But Sylvia foiled that, pulling me to my feet.
"Come on. Now that you're up, let's get you standing. You need a quick rinse before the bath."