Daytime Masturbation Service from the Bound and Gagged Mistress: What Even Counts as Self-Pleasure? (3/3)
In a word, Jin Yuseong had lucked out. His mistress was almost always brutally honest in words and deeds—at least when it came to her slave—so reading her next expression was inevitable. Energy returned to her dazed face, her vibe radiating an even stronger craving for masturbation service. Not entirely sure what was up, but figuring good was good, he decided to keep the caresses going.
Jin swirled his fingertips gently around Sylvia's anus and murmured, "How about trying this hole this time? Sound good?"
"Mmph...!?"
Amused by his pampered mistress luxuriating in slave-served masturbation, Jin burned to deliver an even fiercer climax. "Witches don't use toilets, right? Pretty sure you said before that they get off on this hole too."
"Mmf? Mmmph. Hmmpf?"
Taking her muffled grunts as consent, Jin nodded. Truth be told, he'd tossed it out just to tease. No real communication—just him pretending to get it.
With "permission" secured on his terms, his hand met Sylvia's tight, clenched anus. It gleamed slick, coated in her own milky love juices.
Swoosh—swish—
"Hmmph...?"
"No lube needed here, huh? All thanks to that pussy juice you squirted everywhere, Mistress. Heh heh."
The chance to test if this hole could really bring her pleasure had Jin wildly aroused, lips twitching. He harbored genuine gratitude and affection for Sylvia, but molding himself to this world's norms had erased any hesitation about diving headfirst into perversion overnight.
Press!
"Hmmph...!"
He eased just his middle finger tip past the entrance first. After twenty-four hours of opulent indulgence since his summoning, his mistress's meticulous care kept even his nails impeccably groomed daily. It sometimes felt like pet treatment, but from a gorgeous woman? He'd reframe it as pampered companion vibes.
Anyway, always on the receiving end of his noble—not girl, but full-grown beauty—mistress's behind-the-scenes TLC meant he could probe her anus depths cleanly, no risk of scratches.
Sylvia jolted, waist twitching in surprise. Ever the devoted, tender slave, Jin stroked her back reassuringly for his precious mistress. "Easy, Sylvia, easy. Won't shove right in..."
Yet he tickled the rim, silently urging her to relax.
Her firm thighs—spread wide, control fully ceded to the slave—trembled pitifully.
"Mmph...♡"
In his line of sight, his mistress gazed up with melted, anxious eyes, like a needy pet fawning for attention. But he ruthlessly withdrew his soothing hand and plunged into her pussy.
Squelch!
"Mmph...!?"
"Surprised? Told you to keep that pussy tense always, Mistress. Gotta stay ready—slave fingers could dive in anytime."
"Hmmph...! Mgggh...!"
Impudently chiding his own mistress, Jin thrust index and middle fingers into her narrow channel—which had swallowed his thick cock yet always snapped back with chewy resilience, witch physiology at work—and twisted viciously.
"Mmph♡"
His palm slapped flush against her mound, kneading the labia like dough, thumb grinding down on her peaked clit.
"Nnggghhh♡!!"
Handling her like a full-on toy. And his mistress? Her slutty body lapped it up obediently.
Thrust!
"Hngph...!?"
While she drowned in pussy pleasure, Jin rammed his middle finger deep into her anus. "Now this hole too—feel 'em both together?"
"Hkk...!?"
Her slightly parted back entrance welcomed the slave's ambush, inner walls warmly enfolding him.
Too late realizing both holes impaled, she absorbed the multi-point bliss and squirted wildly.
"Don't hold back those juices, squirt 'em steady, Mistress?"
"Khhngph...♡!"
Squirt!
Even her cute little urethra blasted a delighted water jet. Splattered by his mistress's fluids, Jin never missed a beat, fingers pistoning relentlessly.
"Ah, Mistress—drenching your working slave's body in sticky pussy juice like this? Gotta warn ahead and squirt clean!"
Groooowl!!
"Mgggh...?! Mgggghh..!!"
Squelch squelch squelch squelch!
He hammered her dual holes off-rhythm, aiming to scramble her blissed-out brain—make her lose track of the source. If it worked, great.
Ignoring failure risks, anal thrusts minimized vaginal motion while his thumb mercilessly pulverized her clit.
And shockingly, her body bought it hook, line, and sinker.
Thrust! Squelch! Thrust! Squelch!
"Mkkhnghh♡!! Hngghhh♡!!"
Sylvia's head burned like fire from the overload. Anal had felt alien, mildly off-putting at first—but the accompanying heart-wrenching ecstasy reframed it as pure bliss.
Lucky Jin. His hack-job ploy worked; her hyper-lewd frame mistook the teasing for top-tier pleasure. Crude or not, with anal paired to her weakest spot—clit torment—she had no defense. Bound and hypersensitive mid-"masturbation service," toyed like a slave's plaything? Inevitable surrender.
No pussy respite either—weak hole ravaged mercilessly post-anal teases, denying her brain correction time.
"Ah, Sylvia Mistress. Cumming tons... This frail body's really okay? Heh heh heh."
"Nngph...♡"
His ear-tingling voice thrilled her. Fingers hooking sensitive walls? Pure rapture. But deepest: heart-swelling fullness from her slave's eager pussy-plundering. Heaven on earth.
"Nkhhnghh...♡!"
The more, the better—like tuning a lewd instrument, rhythm sharpening. Spotting her climax brewing, Jin yanked fingers from both holes and peeled his thumb off her clit.
"Ah~ Worn out. Pausing a sec."
"Hgggh...!? Mmmh!!"
Climax snatched away, her vagina clamped desperately—clench clench—anus echoing the greedy suck.
Jin bit back laughter at the slutty flesh gripping him. "Wanna rest, but Mistress's holes latch on tight—won't let my fingers go~?"
Ignoring the twitching duo, he kissed her navel.
Smack!
"Nphh...!!"
Pussy winked; anus spasmed. Sylvia teetered on madness. Bliss-madness halted abruptly, insides aflame.
Why? She couldn't fathom her slave's game. Slaves toyed freely with mistress bodies—that was normal, accepted blindly. But pity gnawed.
'Wanna cum! Why stop? Finger me again—now!'
Starved for more, she bucked her hips to chase his digits. Jin countered, swirling tongue in her navel.
'Heh heh, freezing like this? Gold.'
"Hkkph...!?"
Even that simple tease drained her strength in submissive ecstasy.
Jin schooled his grin. "Ahem... Mistress. Slave's serving masturbation—you can't squirm freely."
With pussy and anus suckling desperately, Sylvia beamed pleading eyes. Jin tilted her chin. "C'mon, Mistress? Raise your torso—come closer."
"Mgggh..."
Obeying, Sylvia lifted. Arms wrenched back thrust her tits forward; black ropes vanished under gravity-heavy sag. Sweat-drenched skin felt obscenely erotic.
Following orders, inching near, she glimpsed his fingers buried deep in her pussy and anus. Eyebrows quivered, transfixed.
Couldn't look away from her lewd holes. So filthy, so blissful. Reality: peak ecstasy. But seeing them—slave-toyed toys firsthand? Surge of extra heat.
Smack!
"Ukhh...♡!?"
While entranced, Jin forehead-kissed then scraped both ceilings viciously—yanking free.
Pop! Plop!
Slave's praising kiss plus pre-climax flesh dragged out? Her body shattered.
"Nkhhngggghhh...♡!!"
Pshhh! Pshh! Pssshhh...
Barely upright body flopped back. Bed heaved. Waist arched bowstring-taut, unleashing a mystical torrent of pussy juice in grand finale.
"Hggghhh...!?"
That instant—pussy sky-high in orgasm—clit crested like a peak-conquering mountaineer.
Jin snatched it on instinct.
Squeeze!!
"Nhhhph♡!?"
Pew! Peeew—!
Clit vise-locked, waist frozen mid-air, she detonated again. Climax in climax. Amid chain-orgasms, vague thought: Forehead kiss? Or dual-hole yank? Brain too fried to parse.
'This... too good... turning me... into an idiot...'
Slave-induced brain-melt: everything he did? Pure pleasure. Nothing else registered.
"...Hmph!?"
Dazed from pleasure waves, she surfaced—slave Jin reinserting into masturbation holes, adding a finger. One extra? Stimulation leaped dimensions.
...Thus, through endless daytime service, Sylvia recalled fifty-to-sixty orgasms—faintly embarrassed she couldn't tally precisely that day.