Chapter 151: Why Aren't You Answering Properly?
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 151: Why Aren't You Answering Properly?
Every time my penis brushed against her straight nose, the tip of it seemed to twitch like a little animal. It was adorable. "Teacher play," huh? She really was a Darkie Elf, a relative of those breeding-obsessed, inferior Elves.
"How many times bigger do you think it is now?"
"Tw-twice... maybe even more..."
"Want to measure it?"
The Dark Elf sister's red eyes trembled violently.
"Are you... asking me to m-measure it?"
"Yep! Can you measure it 'personally,' Lisar?"
I lightly rubbed my penis against her nose and the area around her mouth. It was cute how she pursed and stretched her lips, not knowing how to react.
"Th-then... I will measure it. Since... since Master asked..."
She was a perfect fit for the Elves' nasty nature, trying to grant herself absolution while justifying her own filthy, lewd, and disgusting behavior.
Lisar's hand slipped toward the floor and pulled out a tape measure.
I thought she’d use her hands to measure in spans or something, but I was taken aback by how professional she was being.
"I-I will measure the length... Since it's from the p-pubic bone... I have no choice but to p-press down slightly..."
I felt her subtly brushing the back of her hand against me while claiming to measure the length, but I didn't mind the shy reaction and waited patiently.
"The length is... oh my god..."
"How big is it? Hmm?"
The Dark Elf sister couldn't even think about closing her mouth. I used to put average adult men to shame, but after consuming the Ten-Thousand-Year Fire Carp Inner Core and leveling up 1.5 times, I was basically wielding a semi-club.
If it kept growing as I matured, it would definitely become a "meat mallet" worthy of the name!
"W-well... the male average... that is... the average for Colony males has dropped to... about 10..."
Lisar gulped, staring blankly at my penis.
I don't know what it smells like, but according to the females I've taken, it has an intense, sticky, and entrancing scent. Lisar was clearly smelling the same thing.
"Am I a superior male at this size?"
"Th-that... yes..."
Seeing Lisar become even more submissive, I grabbed a handful of her hair. She didn't show a hint of displeasure, just trembled while staring at my cock. There was no reason to hesitate now.
"You said you were my maid, right?"
"Y-yes..."
"Then as the maid of a superior male, taking care of him is part of your job, isn't it?"
"Yes..."
The hypnotic effect of my tool was clear. The light of reason was fading from Lisar's eyes. The combination of the Fire Carp and the Solar Divine Art—also known as a Sexual Art—had created a wicked "magic dick."
"My seminal vesicles are so heavy and full of semen right now. Isn't it a maid's job to take care of this?"
"Th-that's..."
The hypnosis wasn't fully there yet. I pressed the tip of my glans, beaded with pre-cum, against her lips.
"Mgh... hng... ugh... mm..."
"It's a maid's job, right? It's so backed up that pre-cum is leaking out. Come on, suck it. You're my 'exclusive' maid, aren't you?"
She couldn't bring herself to open her lips, and I watched the pre-cum smear across them and drip down to her chin.
"I... mgh!?"
"Shut up and take the cock. You're a maid!"
To me, with my growing body count, now was the perfect time. The moment she opened her mouth to speak, I shoved it in.
Lisar's red eyes went wide, larger than I'd ever seen them. It was a rough opening, but I gave her points for not biting.
If she had, I might have turned into a thug and done something terrible to this Darkie Elf bitch for trampling my sincerity!
"Lisar. Press your tongue to the floor. Yeah, like that. I'm going in now. Endure it."
"Mgh...!? Hmph...! Mgh...!"
She tried to push it out with her slippery tongue, but I grabbed her hair and pulled back while thrusting my hips forward. She tapped my thigh with weak hands in protest.
"Your mouth is lukewarm. I'm going into your throat. Lift your head more."
"Mmmgh! Mmmgh! Mgh!"
She shook her head 'no,' but I couldn't stop. I'd pulled my dick out, and if I didn't take someone today, I wouldn't be fit to be called a male.
I couldn't exactly go home and force my mom to drink and take her, could I?
"You're a maid! A male-only maid! Stop whining and open your throat!"
"Kh-mgh... hmph..."
I forced it into her throat, and tears welled in her eyes. Every time I pushed into her tight esophagus and pulled out, her black hair swayed like waves, and saliva mixed with pre-cum spilled from her lips.
"Suck it when I pull out. Yeah, like that. Good girl. You really are my exclusive maid. Dark Elves are actually quite useful."
Having experienced the techniques Alicia researched online, teaching a newbie was easy.
She was a fast learner. She went from just taking it in her throat to sucking and licking, getting used to the irrumatio quickly.
"Slurp, hmph... mmmph... slurp... gulp...! Slurp... hng..."
"Yes, just like that. Suck it all out. You're good at this, Lisar. For a sex ed teacher, you sure know how to suck a dick!"
I repeatedly gripped and released her hair as she served me.
She was moving her head on her own now, sucking so hard her cheeks hollowed out, focused entirely on extracting every drop of semen.
The way her cheeks pressed against the glans, the suction from deep inside... she was a much better female than that useless vampire onahole.
She was an intelligent mafia boss who ruled the underworld of a small city, and it showed in how fast she picked up the technique. I felt like I was going to collapse, so I pulled a chair over and sat down to let Lisar continue her service.
Slurp. Gulp. Slurp. Slurp.
"Lisar, aren't you sucking it too deliciously?"
The Dark Elf sister didn't answer, either lost in the act or dazed by the cock. Her tongue swirled, and white fluid leaked from her lips.
"Lisar, if you're a sex ed teacher, you should teach the theory. Why only the practical? Hmm?"
Saliva dripped down into the cleavage of her large brown breasts as I repeatedly shoved it into her throat and pulled it out, but she remained arrogantly silent.
I needed a response for mental satisfaction, but like her inferior Elf relatives, she seemed to be lacking in the brains department.
I grabbed her hair and shoved her back. When she tried to resist, I instinctively kicked her in the solar plexus.
"Ugh...! Cough...! Gasp... Wheeze.... Wheeze.... Cough..."
Caught completely off guard and with no strength in her body, Lisar gagged and collapsed on my thigh, gasping for air.
I should have apologized, but I felt a chill of excitement.
I found myself grabbing her hair and tilting her face to the side.
My sadistic side, raised by the useless, masochistic females around me, was coming out.
"Master is speaking. Why aren't you answering properly?"
"I-I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
Seeing the Dark Elf sister apologize so fervently without resisting made something well up inside me.
"Yeah, if you did something wrong, you should be punished, right?"
I rubbed my penis against her soft cheek while holding her hair.
"Y-yes..."
"I'll give you a sex ed lesson now, Teacher."
"Yes..."
The cock-hypnosis was fully in effect. Seeing her nod with a dazed face, I let go of her hair.
She slumped weakly against my thigh. I grabbed her shoulders, pushed her back onto the floor, and stripped off her miniskirt.
"Haa... haa... hng... haa..."
Unaware of what was about to happen, she covered her eyes with one arm and panted. The center of her black stockings was glistening—not just damp, but soaked with moisture.