Chapter 69
Chapter 69
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: Eirin's Dream and Morning Service (4)
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"Doing it myself...?"
Eirin spoke in a flustered voice. Her snow-white nape flushed red once more.
"Words alone won't cut it. You'll know once you try it yourself."
I gently guided the hand of Eirin that I had firmly gripped. The hand pressed tight against my chest now teased her right nipple.
"Eek?!"
Eirin let out a sharp cry far louder than I'd imagined. The sticky fellatio from before. And now this unexpected situation.
Her nipples must have been hypersensitive from it all, so this was only natural.
"Young Lord?! Th-this... this is..."
Eirin seemed embarrassed by her own moan and twisted away, trying to pull free from my body. But I tightened my embrace from behind.
Instead, I maneuvered her captured fingertips to circle over her nipple.
"Hngh!"
Her body twisted again as another moan escaped.
After my release, Eirin's nipple had softened. Now I could feel it hardening once more at the tip.
"Now... use your other hand yourself. Eirin. A good maid wouldn't refuse her Young Lord's command, right?"
I whispered slyly, emphasizing that this was an order. A little trick to ease her guilt or resistance.
"A mere maid like you can't ignore my words in my own mansion, can you?"
Of course, my tone was far too gentle for a real command. But it was enough to prod a dutiful maid like Eirin.
I released her left hand.
"So go on and try it. Eirin."
She placed her left hand on her own breast.
"L-like this, sir?"
"Yes. You catch on quick."
Eirin began kneading her breast with that lovely hand. Not enormous, but perfectly shaped like a ripe peach.
The soft mound shifted and molded under her touch.
"Hoo... Hngh..."
Her face turned beet red up to her earlobes in an instant. Clearly, just this breast play alone brought her considerable pleasure.
Her breasts are sensitive. That's Eirin for you.
But she was still holding back her moans admirably. Nothing like the shocking ahn ahn sounds from her erotic dream last night.
No, this was the real Eirin.
"Good girl. You're doing well. Now use both hands."
I let go of her right hand too. Her embarrassment had eased a bit. Without protest, she brought both hands to her breasts.
And began pleasuring herself.
"Haa... This is... not right for a maid..."
"It's my command, so it's fine. And you haven't forgotten what I said earlier, have you? Why I'm making you do this yourself, Eirin."
"Haa... That... that's... my erogenous zones... telling you myself... Young Lord..."
"Exactly."
Watching Eirin's breast play was a feast for the eyes. But her movements still felt a tad clumsy.
She busily fondled the soft flesh, but it seemed she was only grazing the surface pleasure, not targeting her sensitive spots aggressively.
"At that rate, you won't find your erogenous zones quickly. Move your hands more diligently, won't you, Eirin?"
I nipped lightly at her earlobe.
"Hnngh?!"
She reacted instantly.
"Tell me, Eirin. How did that feel?"
"It... felt..."
"Did it feel bad? Me biting your ear with my mouth?"
"N-no... Hngh... It felt... good..."
"There are ways to feel even better. By stimulating the most sensitive parts of your breasts. Hurry!"
I urged her on. Her breathing grew ragged as her fingers instinctively drifted to her nipples.
"Hngh!!"
A sharp cry burst out immediately. I kept commanding her to name her erogenous zones.
"Eirin. Does that spot feel good? Is it one of your erogenous zones?"
"I... this place... here..."
"'Here'? Where exactly?"
"My... my nipples... my areolas... Hnngh!!"
Eirin kept stimulating her own nipples. Still clumsy, but she was growing accustomed to the pleasure over shame or pain.
Even so, her efforts to suppress it were adorable—I wanted to tease her more.
"You're doing great, Eirin. Keep enjoying yourself like that. That's what a good maid does."
I praised her. In response, she kneaded her breasts more diligently, earnestly—her actions speaking for her.
"Hoo... Hngh... Ahng..."
Eirin's breathing grew heavier by the second. Following my orders, she kept massaging her breasts. Most of her breaths had turned to moans.
I watched silently, letting her get used to the pleasure.
"Haa... Ungh..."
Her initial awkward kneading had smoothed out. Her soft, fatty breasts jiggled in time with her hands.
Her nipples had been rock-hard for a while now. The moans she was forcing back were nearing their limit.
Time for the next step.
"Eirin. Your erogenous zones aren't just there, are they? Are you slacking off?"
Caught up in the bliss, she apologized sheepishly.
"S-sorry... Young Lord."
"No need to apologize. Just work your hands harder."
As I spoke, I placed my hand on her elastic thigh. Slim as she was, all her fat seemed concentrated in her breasts and thighs.
The sensation wrapping my hand was exquisite.
I stroked the soft band of her stockings briefly, savoring the plush flesh above. Startled, Eirin crossed her legs frantically.
"Y-Young Lord?"
She tensed her thighs in embarrassment, but I ignored it. Soon, my fingertips slipped between her legs to brush her mound.
Sure enough, her panties were already soaked.
"Good girl. Proof you're being honest."
I withdrew my hand and showed her the glistening love juices. Eirin stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Th-that... why...?"
"It means you're feeling good. Nothing wrong with that. Means you're doing well."
I toyed with her panties as I spoke.
"These are in the way of following orders, don't you think, Eirin? Take them off."
She did. White today. I deliberately left them dangling on one thigh—it looked better that way.
Meanwhile, I hiked up her maid skirt. Her lower half was now all but naked.
She clamped her legs tighter, hiding the treasure between.
"Now... shall we find the next one? Your erogenous zones aren't just your nipples."
I grabbed her right hand again. She panicked anew, but not as desperately as before.
I guided it toward her secret place.
"Young Lord! Th-there... that's dirty..."
"Don't worry about that. Right now, naming your erogenous zones comes first."
Finally, our hands met her pussy.
"Eek?!"
Another sharp cry. Naturally, we'd brushed her clit. The reaction confirmed it, but...
I teased her more.
"Hmm. Is this another erogenous zone, Eirin? I won't know unless you say."
"H-here..."
I rubbed her captured hand harder against her clit. As my fingertips grazed the hypersensitive nub repeatedly, her hips bucked wildly.
"Hngh!! Hngh..."
"Not going to tell me, Eirin? I did say to name your erogenous zones."
"Y-yes, Young Lord... this is... my erogenous zone..."
"Feels good, then?"
"Y-yes... Young Lord... it f-feels... Ahngh!!"
The reaction was even fiercer than with her nipples. Sensitive as they were, a woman's pleasure centered on her clit.
I slipped my finger between hers to check. Sure enough, her clit protruded, erect beyond the hood.
I pressed my index finger harder against it.
"Hnnngh!! Not there... Hngh... Hnngh..."
Her response was far more intense than most women. Holding back masturbation with sensitivity like this? Eirin's maid pride was impressive.
But now, I was teaching her its joys. Time to heighten that pleasure.
I pulled her hand down slightly, letting her feel her pussy lips fully.
"Ahng..."
Not just her clit, but her outer and inner labia too—all slick with arousal, now explored by her own hand.
A place she'd only touched for washing before. I guided her fingers to teach her every masturbation nuance.
Her face was melting with lust. At this point, she didn't need much guidance.
I released her hand.
"Haa... Hnn..."
Instinct took over—Eirin began touching her pussy on her own. Her first masturbation had begun.
One hand probed her most intimate spot, zeroing in on her true sensitive areas more precisely than I had.
"Ungh... Hngh... Eek..."
"Is that your erogenous zone? Tell me, or I won't know. Eirin."
"Y-yes... Young Lord... probably here too... this place... my erogenous zone... Hngh!"
Now fully into it, her love juices flowed nonstop. The white bedsheets darkened with her lewd nectar.
"No slacking. Your other hand's idle."
"S-sorry... Ahngh... Hngh..."
Dutiful in her first masturbation lesson, but not perfect. I grabbed her idle left hand and placed it on her breast.
Now it looked proper: one hand kneading her breast furiously, the other grinding her slick pussy.
Her motions grew natural.
"Haang... Feels good... so good... Hnngh... but... this is wrong..."
Even as she indulged, she fought to stifle her moans amid the sinful pleasure.
But I knew from last night's wet dream how cute her ahn ahn cries were.
"Doesn't feel good, Eirin? Your voice sounds off. I said to name your proper erogenous zones. Is the spot you're touching now not one?"
"N-no... Young Lord... Hnngh..."
"Then explain properly. How else will I know? If it feels good, moan loudly. It's an order—no sin in that."
"Understo— Hngh... Eek... Ahngh... Haaang..."
I encouraged her fully. Eirin shed her last restraint.
"Ahnng...♡ Feels good... Haa... touching my body... my breasts... Hngh... my nipples too...♡"
"That's it. Good girl, Eirin."
"Haang... And... my clit... my p-pussy too... my erogenous zones... Kyaaang!!!"
Voicing her dirty talk excited her more. Her nearly naked body bloomed with heat.
Her right hand sped up on her clit relentlessly.
"Haa... Haang... Hnngh... Heung... Go-good... good... Haaang!!!"
Finally, with fierce moans, her hips jerked violently.
Pshht pshht pshht—
She climaxed. Female ejaculate gushed onto the sheets, forming a lewd puddle instantly.
"Ahng... Haaa... Haa... Haa..."
Eirin writhed in orgasmic afterglow. I held her from behind, stroking her hair in approval.
"Well done. Now I know exactly where your erogenous zones are."
"Haa... Y-yes... Young Lord... Haa..."
Watching her lewd first masturbation had my tyrant demon stirring at the tip. Her heated breath, sweat-beaded face.
The faint, obscene scent of aroused female wafting from her—it ignited me fiercely.
Not just Eirin—I wanted more pleasure too.