Day 1 Observation (7) — The Maid's Little Helper
"Hooah... hooah... the scent of semen... all over my body..."
"Hnnngh... I can't take any more... ♡ My pussy, it keeps twitching all on its own..."
The two females lie sprawled out beautifully, gasping for breath. And the two gentlemen looking down at them seem quite satisfied as well, don't they? It truly fills me with pride♡
"Ahh, that was relaxing. I should wash up and take an afternoon nap. Good work, pussy. You too, Beryl. And Kate."
"Well... the walk can wait for another day. That was refreshing. Good work, Miss Beryl, Miss Kate."
The two gentlemen take their leave, having emptied every last drop of seed from their balls, carrying that pleasant, satisfied fatigue with them. This is exactly the proper picture of the earthly paradise our Master has prepared for us, wouldn't you say?
Judging by how thoroughly they wrung the semen out of themselves, the two females look as though they couldn't muster the strength to stand even if they tried. Kate can only shudder at the waist, a milky stream of girlcum trickling ceaselessly from her slightly parted pussy lips as she babbles incoherently. Beryl, at least, has gathered herself enough to lick the semen off Kate's face with her tongue.
Of course, milky fluids are dripping steadily from both Beryl's front pussy and her back one as well. Ah, what a waste.
"Kate, you okay?"
"Yesh... Unni... my... my pussy..."
"There, there. Just lie still for a bit."
Since Beryl's arrival, the two gentlemen have had their semen serviced three times apiece. The two females climaxed as well — Kate six times, Beryl four. Toward the end, Steve was sweating buckets as he squeezed every ounce of strength from those steel-hard muscles, and Ben had to use Body Enhancement Magic just to keep up with ravaging the two females. Goodness, it's already past one o'clock. By the schedule, they should have finished cleaning the corridor and be sitting down to lunch by now.
A question, you say? Yes, yes, of course. A perfectly natural one. You're wondering whether these relief maids, devoting themselves entirely to sexual relief, are neglecting their actual duties as maids. Hmm... to put it simply, that's essentially true. In this court, the girls known as relief maids carry infinitely more weight as 'relief' than as 'maids.' And so you're curious how the household chores of this court get done, aren't you?
"Whew... it's like this again."
Right on cue, here comes a girl who can answer that question for you.
"Skiving off the cleaning again, are you? Honestly!"
"Oh my, it's Flora."
That's right. A tiny fairy about the size of two palms together. These are the children our Master summons from the Fairy Realm to help with the housework. I'll let you, our honored guest, in on a little secret — since our girls end up like this more often than not, it's usually these little ones who handle the cleanup.
"If anything, I *am* cleaning."
"What kind of nonsense is that?! You're just lying there coated head to toe in male human secretions!"
"That's whaaat I'm saying... there's an elegant word for it, you know — semen? Or we could go with baby batter or cock-juice."
"Ugh, vulgar. Vulgar, vulgar, vulgar."
"And besides, I *am* cleaning."
"Hnngh... Un... niii..."
Naturally. Licking the semen — or baby batter, or cock-juice — off her junior's face with her mouth-pussy counts as perfectly fine cleaning work for a relief maid.
"Honestly, you human females. Is that stuff really so wonderful to you?"
"Semen... ♡ The semen our gentlemen spray all over us... it's the best♡"
It really is a pity, isn't it? Aside from their size, the fairies look almost exactly like our females, yet they simply cannot comprehend this lovely, blessed, sweet taste. Different species entirely, I suppose it can't be helped. The way she hurls her barbed little insults is a bit nettlesome, but we should think of her as pitiable and try to understand.
"Fine... just stop getting filth everywhere if you won't help."
Though the way she shakes her head in exasperation suggests she thinks much the same about us as we do about her.
"We need to hurry and finish so we can go... Yah!"
Behold, the magical broom the fairies use. To the eye it's a tiny toy no longer than a palm, but it's imbued with magic and can clean a room in the blink of an eye.
"Wow. Incredible, every single time♡"
Flapping her tiny wings and wielding the broom, Flora alone restores the corridor to spotlessness. The floors, and even the ornamental pieces lining the hall, get polished clean — it's nothing short of magic.
Now, now — wait just a moment. Don't go thinking that makes us useless. As I mentioned a moment ago, we are specialized for relief, and even setting that aside, maids going about their rounds in the court is a scene that is, in itself, classic and traditional — a living maintenance of our Master's dignity. And whenever there's no demand for relief, we do attend to our chores faithfully. Hm? You weren't really thinking that at all? I only said it just in case.
"Now, now. Time for you two."
"Huh? Wa... wait. We're f, fine!"
"Hnnnn... we're okay, really..."
The corridor cleaning finished in an instant. But our fairy friend doesn't seem to have any intention of leaving just yet. You're wondering about the brush she just pulled out? Hehe. Wait just a moment and you'll find out.
"Quiet. Beryl, you first. Come here."
"No wait, I—! Hyaaaaahhh... ♡♡♡ I-it's, it's going in all of a sudden♡"
It looks a little rough, but you'll see this fairly often. However grateful we are for the semen our gentlemen bestow upon us, it hardly looks elegant lying in pools in the corridor.
"Hnnnnnngh♡ My front pussy♡ It tickles, it tickles sooo much♡"
And so the brush is thrust deep into a female's pussy like this. "Hold still."
"My pussy, my pussy♡ My pussy-flesh is all tangled up inside♡"
When mana flows into it, the brush spins furiously inside her, scrubbing every fold of her trembling walls clean of girlcum and semen alike.
"Hnnh... hnnngh..."
"Next."
Whew. It would be nice if she were a little gentler about it. Does it hurt, you ask? Not at all. If anything, it feels refreshingly clean afterward. Even during, it's hardly any different from being stirred up by a magic dildo. If anything, it's a rather pleasant stimulation.
"Hyaaaang♡ Unni, Unniii♡"
"Yes, yes. Unni's right here♡"
Having thoroughly stirred both of Beryl's holes, the brush now turns toward Kate's pussy. Kate looks too drained to even resist, and Beryl, resigned to the inevitable, simply wraps her junior in a tight embrace and kisses her — truly adorable.
"Chwup, chwup...!"
"Hyaauuung♡♡ Mmph, mm... chuuup... chwuup, chup...♡"
Just how much semen did those two gentlemen unleash, I wonder? As the brush pushes into Kate's front pussy, it grinds against her thick girlcum, releasing sticky, sweet, lewd squelching sounds. It's practically a honey pot.
"Unni, I'm gonna... gonna... ♡"
"Yes, you can go♡ Right here in Unni's arms... ♡"
The soft bristles burrow between every fold of her trembling walls and begin to spin, and Kate tumbles straight into another female climax. Her front pussy convulses on its own, clamping down on the brush again and again. And at the same moment, the folds of her back pussy chew and savor the semen inside — isn't that just precious? The brash cries bursting from her mouth-pussy, muffled by her sister's own and leaving her panting hard, are equally lovely.
"Hah, hah... Unni... I... my pussy can't... take any more... ♡"
"One more hole left to go, Kate. Quit your whining and relax that pussy-hole."
Truly, it would be so much nicer if that fairy child could read the mood just a little better.
"Come on, let's get you cleaned up and off to lunch♡ Eat up, build your strength, and get eaten out all over again♡♡"
"Again? I get... eaten again?"
"Of course. Do you know how many gentlemen are just waiting for our Kate's pussy♡"
"Hehe, that makes me happy, Unni♡♡"
"Good girl. Now hurry and get that back hole cleaned too♡"
"Yes, Unni... ♡ Hyaaah... ♡♡"
Out slides the Maid Pussy Cleaning Brush. Amazing, isn't it? She's as fresh and dry as if she'd just been toweled off. Magic truly is a marvelously convenient thing — it handles every last chore of the court with ease, and it takes care of us relief maids, too.
"Chwiup... ♡♡♡"
Ufufu. Our Kate's back pussy is absolutely loaded with sweet semen. Front hole and back hole both — a pair of honey pots.
"Hyaaaang♡♡ My back hole...! It's so sensitive right now... ♡♡"
And no wonder — the place Ben, even while wielding Body Enhancement Magic, was stirring relentlessly until the very end was Kate's back pussy.
"Good grief. I just wiped you and look, more girlcum's already leaking out. Honestly, how can you all be this lewd?"
"Well, we *are* relief females handpicked by our Master himself for his collection... ♡"
"I shouldn't have said anything. Beryl, lick up your little sister's girlcum with your mouth-pussy so it doesn't stain the floor."
"Of course♡ Though fair warning — our Kate looks about ready to come again."
Shifting her position, Beryl presses her mouth-pussy against the front pussy of Kate, writhing on the floor. And just as naturally, she brings her own pussy to Kate's mouth-pussy as well.
"Hyaaaahhh...! A-again...! Mmph, mm... ♡ Beryl-unni's pussy, your pussy♡♡"
The brush starts whirring again, and Kate lets out a shrill cry of pleasure — only to have it swallowed this time by Beryl's plump, muffling mound of flesh♡ True to form as the elder sister, Beryl serenely laps up the girlcum seeping from her junior's pussy.
"Nnnnnnngh♡♡ Mmph, mm... ♡ Nnnngh♡♡"
And so, while the back-hole cleaning proceeds, Kate tumbles into climax after climax without ever seeming to tire. What an exquisitely sensitive body she has. No matter how relentlessly she's stirred, to come this easily, this quickly... In a way, I'm envious.
"Phew, all done now."
The fairy pulls the brush out of Kate's back pussy with a mischievous little flourish and flutters off without so much as a goodbye. Honestly, we really ought to get to know her better.
"Hah... hah... Unni... Unniii... ♡"
"Unni's right here♡"
Both females' bodies are spotless now — apart from the sheen of each other's girlcum glistening on their mouth-pussies, and each other's mouth-juice glistening on their front ones, that is.
Lunch hour is already more than half gone. It looks like a busy afternoon lies ahead for these two girls.