Chapter 13: Enjoy Your Meal, Young Master (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 13: Enjoy Your Meal, Young Master (2)
“Nngh…”
The moment Leon’s hand touched her shoulder, a feverish moan escaped Helena’s lips.
This was the touch she had sobbed and pleaded for all through the night.
The heat radiating from his thick, powerful knuckles provided a warmth Helena could never achieve, no matter how much she stroked and rubbed herself.
“Oh? Was that uncomfortable?”
At the sound of Leon’s voice, feigning total ignorance, Helena struggled to respond.
“N-no… it’s not… please… continue… haah…”
“Yes, Teacher. Then I’ll change my position. This is a bit awkward… hup.”
To her shock, Leon didn’t just climb onto Helena’s bed; he moved to straddle her waist.
Fearing he would see her face, which was flushed like a wildfire, Helena called out to him without daring to look back.
“Y-Young Master?!”
“Ah, I’m sorry. Did I startle you? Standing beside the bed is a bit of an awkward posture… If it bothers you, I’ll get down right away.”
Perhaps it was because of Leon’s nonchalant tone.
Helena’s arched back and head slowly lowered back down.
“…No. If the Young Master is uncomfortable…”
“Thank you, Teacher. Then I’ll continue.”
“Yes… nngh, mmm…”
Every time Leon’s hands kneaded her shoulders, Helena buried her face deep into the pillow.
She believed that by doing so, the sounds escaping her mouth wouldn’t reach Leon’s ears.
Of course, Leon could hear every single one of Helena’s moans.
‘Oh… she’s reacting like this just from me rubbing her shoulders? Her sensitivity is incredibly high. Then… should I be a bit more daring?’
Leon gently moved his hands toward the nape of Helena’s neck.
He softly stroked her neck, which was already damp with sweat, as if brushing against fine downy hair, and then tickled the area around her ears.
“Agh… ha… h-ah…!”
“Hmm? Teacher, did that hurt?”
“N-no… it’s not that… ngh… must you… do it… like that…?”
“Yes. Providing soft stimulation like this activates the nerves and improves blood flow. How is it? If it’s uncomfortable, I’ll stop.”
“Ah… that… that is…”
From the sensation of Leon’s touch grazing her neck and ears, Helena reached a light climax that surprised even herself.
The pleasure she felt in that moment was stronger and more addictive than anything she had experienced the previous night.
Soon, the words that left Helena’s mouth were exactly what Leon had expected.
“Please… continue…”
“Yes, Teacher.”
Once again, Leon’s hands traced a gentle path down her ears and the nape of her neck.
As expected, Helena buried her face even deeper into the pillow.
“Ah, agh… haah…”
“Now, that’s enough for this area…”
“Haah… haah…?!”
Leon’s hands, which had traveled down her neck, passed her shoulders and began to descend further.
They moved toward her defenseless flanks and her wide-open waist.
Finally, the first place Leon’s hands headed after moving below her shoulders was her side and the area near her pressed-down breasts.
“Ngh… ah… aahn…”
Whether he knew what he was doing or not, Leon’s hands weren’t just touching the muscles of her side; they were grazing Helena’s breasts.
He wasn’t even openly grabbing them.
Yet, every time Leon’s hand brushed against her flattened breasts, Helena gasped harder.
Eventually, Leon stopped his hands as if he thought something was wrong.
“Haah… ngh… h-haah…”
“Hmm, you seem to be struggling quite a bit. Does it hurt a lot?”
“It does… not…”
“Don’t endure it, Teacher. You must tell me immediately if it hurts.”
“It is not… pain… so… please, please… do not stop, Young Master…”
“Yes, Teacher.”
However, Leon heartlessly pulled his hands away from Helena’s sides.
The next place his hands headed was Helena’s waist.
The injury was to her ankle, so why was he starting from the nape of her neck? The moment Leon’s touch landed, Helena couldn’t even harbor such an obvious question.
“Ahn…!”
Leon’s hands felt remarkably large.
Those hot, firm fingers wrapped around her entire back and waist, carefully descending along her spine.
Every time Leon’s fingers traced down the vertebrae, flashes of light exploded before Helena’s eyes.
“Haah, haah… agh… ngh…!!”
“Massaging the cleft of the buttocks is also very effective. How does it feel?”
“Haaah…! A-aahhn!”
Helena reached another climax.
Unintentionally, she arched her pelvis high like a cat.
“Teacher…?”
“Haah, haah… I am… fine… please… do not stop…”
“Yes, then I’ll continue. As I’ve said repeatedly, please tell me at any time if you feel even the slightest discomfort or pain.”
However, Helena had no time to answer Leon.
It was because Leon’s hands, skipping over her buttocks, suddenly delved between her thighs.
“Y-Young Master…!”
Only then did Helena realize.
The fact that the space between her legs was so damp it was impossible to hide.
The love juice that had been spreading since the moment Leon first touched her was, by now, even soaking into Leon’s trousers… but.
“Yes? What’s the matter?”
Surprisingly, Leon was looking at Helena with eyes that seemed to know nothing.
The moment she looked into those innocent and pure eyes, a black flame ignited within Helena’s heart.
The black flame whispered to her: If that’s the case… shouldn’t I just pretend not to know and enjoy this more…?
Helena felt no desire whatsoever to reject that whisper.
No, she didn’t want to.
“Ah… it is nothing. Please continue…”
“Yes, Teacher.”
Of course, Leon, who was touching the space between Helena’s thighs, was also suffering.
Would just a little more be okay?
Should I just pretend not to know, pretend it was a mistake… He was constantly fighting that temptation.
Helena’s pussy, which he had dreamed of for the past fourteen years, was right before his eyes—at a distance where it would be reached if he just extended his finger by a single joint.
‘Not yet… I have to break her down more…’
Until the words “I can’t take it anymore” came out of Helena’s completely broken mouth.
Until Helena cast aside her dignity, conscience, morality, and everything else to spread her legs for him.
He had to endure until then.
He had to push Helena and break her until that moment.
Steeling himself, Leon finally tucked Helena’s skirt up a little.
“Now I’ll treat the injured area. Up until now, I was trying to improve the blood flow throughout your body. How was it?”
“Haah, haah… it was… good… so very…”
Looking at Helena’s face, which was now drenched in sweat, Leon gave a bright smile.
It was the same innocent smile as always.
“I’m glad. I’m happy that you feel good, Teacher. Now, I’m going to start again, but I’ll have to put my hands on your bare skin. Will that be alright?”
“…Yes, please… I beg of you.”
“Yes, Teacher.”
This time, too, the place Leon’s touch landed was outside Helena’s expectations.
His hands headed for Helena’s bare feet.
Generally, feet were perceived as dirty and smelly parts of the body, and Helena was not free from that perception… but.
“Y-Young Master. That place is dirty…”
“No, there isn’t a single dirty place on your body, Teacher. Besides, your feet are quite beautiful… soft and squishy…”
“Th-that… aahn…!”
Every time Leon’s hot hands wrapped around her feet.
Every time his thick, strong fingers pressed into her soles or delved between her toes, Helena writhed.
She buried her face in the pillow and let out a silent scream.
“Agh, ha… ngh…!”
“Does it hurt a lot?”
“No, ah… ngh…! Please, do not… stop… hngh…!”
“Yes, Teacher.”
Finally, Leon’s hands left Helena’s feet.
His hands moved toward her neatly positioned, snow-white calves.
Leon stroked her legs and ankles—where desirable, well-trained muscles were beautifully attached—more carefully than ever before.
It was a gentle yet meticulous movement, as if he were stroking every single fine hair, as if he wouldn’t miss a single strand.
“Hup… ngh… nngh… ahh…! Young… Master…!”
“Ah, is it too ticklish? Hmm… still, I’d like you to endure it a bit. Awakening the nerves like this improves blood flow.”
“I under… stand… aahn…!”
Helena buried her face deeper than ever before.
With the sensation of every fine hair on her body standing on end, the overly sensitive woman reached her third climax.
“Haah, haah… h-ngh…”
“Now I’ll knead them lightly. It should be bearable.”
“Yes, yes…”
Leon’s touch as he applied acupressure to her calves and ankles felt comfortable, unlike before.
He never stimulated the injured area.
He skillfully pressed only the surrounding areas with a pressure that was accurate enough to feel good.
Thanks to that, Helena’s frayed nerves gradually calmed down, and the sound of relaxed breathing began to leak from the mouth that had only been letting out feverish moans.
“Haah…”
“How is it, Teacher?”
“It’s comfortable… I’ve never felt… like this before…”
The fatigue from not being able to sleep all night.
The most powerful climaxes she had experienced since birth, met in that state.
Leon’s warm touch, comfortably soothing her exhausted body and mind…
Helena’s gasping breath soon became steady, and her trembling body grew still.
“…Teacher?”
“…”
“Oh dear.”
Leon watched the instantly asleep Helena for a moment, smacking his lips.
‘Ha… seriously… she just enjoys it herself and falls asleep. I didn’t even get to do the main event in the front.’
Leon was certainly disappointed, but he didn’t want to wake a sleeping person.
He had no desire to force himself on her either.
Now, as always, his desire for a consensual, forbidden relationship remained unchanged.
“Then shall we stop here for today… There’s tomorrow, and if need be, there’s tonight…”
Today isn’t the only day.
But I can’t stand it anymore either.
So, I’ll settle this tomorrow… With that thought, Leon quietly left Helena’s room.
He tucked the handkerchief he had used to wipe his sweat into the bouquet of flowers.
*
“Mmm…”
As the sunlight hit her closed eyelids, Helena’s eyes slowly opened.
The sky was already dyed with the orange glow of the evening sunset.
I thought I only slept for a moment, but it’s already this late… With that thought, Helena sat up.
‘I’m glad that you are unattached, Teacher.’
‘There isn’t a single dirty place on your body, Teacher.’
‘Teacher, you are a truly, truly beautiful person.’
She seemed to be sitting blankly, but Helena was replaying Leon’s words in her mind.
Did his words about being glad she was unattached mean what she thought they meant?
That I’m not a dirty woman.
That I’m a beautiful woman…
Every time she chewed over Leon’s words, the throbbing in Helena’s chest grew more violent.
Like a horse galloping at full speed, Helena’s heart raced with a thumping sound.
“…Are you saying that someone like me is not dirty, Young Master?”
Helena’s gaze was directed downward.
Toward the space between her thighs, where she could still feel a damp sensation.
At her fingertips, which she gently touched, a murky desire still seeped out stickily.
“Hup…”
For some reason, Helena licked her own fingers, which were drenched in thick love juice.
She sucked on them greedily.
Recalling Leon’s crotch, which she had glimpsed and was clearly bulging.
Imagining Leon’s genitals that would be inside, Helena sucked her fingers like mad.
“…It’s not enough… I can’t be satisfied at all… I can’t be soothed…”
The moment Leon’s touch caressed her ears and the nape of her neck, her vision had turned white.
When his hand grazed her breasts, it was so agonizing.
When his thick, strong hands danced on her feet and legs, she had almost screamed.
There was even a moment when she had forgotten they were teacher and disciple and tried to pounce on Leon herself.
‘Are you saying that someone like me is beautiful…? Young Master…’
Ah, please.
Touch me.
Soothe this sorrow, this thirst.
Fill me.
Only you can moisten my parched self, Leon.
“Leon… please… ahh…”
Helena pulled open her stifling bodice and tucked up her clinging skirt.
She thought she had been soothed by Leon’s touch.
But as she recalled that touch, that body heat, and that hard, bulging crotch, Helena couldn’t stop herself.
The very thought that she should stop didn’t even occur to her.
She clutched her own breasts like mad. She twisted her nipples, which had become painfully hard, and was greedily rummaging through her drenched pubic area.
“Haah, haah… Leon…!”
In the eyes of Helena, who was desperately whispering her disciple’s name, the bouquet of indigo flowers Leon had left behind came into view.
The handkerchief placed between them like a gift caught her sight like an arrow.
“…!”
Without even straightening her clothes, Helena approached Leon’s bouquet like a famished person.
She didn’t care if her breasts swayed unseemly or if the murky fluid dripped from between her legs.
“Tomorrow evening, I want to see you at the villa… just the two of us… without worrying about anyone’s gaze… ahh, Young Master… ahh…!”
You’re going to touch me again.
You’re going to make me happy again.
Ah, what a lovely disciple.
“Hup, slurp… he… heheup…”
Helena licked Leon’s handkerchief like a starving dog.
Greedily stuffing the handkerchief into her mouth, deeply inhaling Leon’s scent that the handkerchief held, she poked and rummaged through her pussy like a madwoman.
She believed that only by doing so could she quench the flames of desire that were raging wildly.
“Haah, haah…”
Leon’s handkerchief was soaking wet.
Only then did Helena, her reason returning, head to the bathroom while holding the handkerchief.
‘Tomorrow evening… will I be able to endure it?’
She wanted to leave everything to Leon, but she shouldn’t.
She must not cross the final line.
Ah, but, but…
Perhaps because of the agony that felt as if her head were being split in two.
Helena remained in the cold bathtub for a long time.