Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: The Butler is a Milking Machine
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"I-is this really okay?"
Even though it was a question bordering on sexual harassment, Dania's eyes lit up.
"You told me to do whatever I wanted, so it's fine."
"To go this far for me... you're more generous than I thought. Truth be told, the scent was so intoxicating that just smelling it wasn't enough. Thank you."
No, I'm the one who's grateful.
Honestly, with a woman this beautiful eyeing my cock and licking her lips, there's no way I could hold back.
"Just be careful not to let your teeth touch it—that hurts."
"Noted."
Dania swallowed hard, clearly tense herself, then stuck out her tongue as far as it would go.
"Haa..."
She leaned in and licked my balls with her saliva-slick tongue.
Without stopping there, she dragged her tongue from the base of my shaft all the way up to the tip.
"There's no particular taste, but for some reason, I can't stop wanting more. Are you okay?"
"I'm good."
"They say lovers share love like this... I'm sorry for putting you through this with a woman like me."
"No, it felt great."
"Good."
Relieved, Dania grew bolder.
She opened her mouth wide, engulfing the head and sucking noisily while her tongue swirled around it inside her mouth.
"Nguh, slurp... smooch..."
Not bad for a first time.
The soft grip of her lips around my shaft and the sensation of her tongue on the head were satisfying.
"Slurp, sluuuurp... Hoo. You seem to be enjoying it too. I'm glad."
Dania took my cock back in and began moving her head slowly back and forth.
Her soft lips glided along the shaft, and her tongue teasing the head was ticklish yet pleasurable.
I looked down, watching Dania focus intently on my cock.
There was something strangely arousing about her in her suit, mouth full of dick.
The contrast with her usual prim and proper demeanor at school—now servicing me like this—only heightened it.
"Glrk, glurk. Sluuurp... slurp."
As Dania bobbed her head diligently, she glanced up.
Our eyes met.
She was probably just checking on me, oblivious to how erotic it looked—a woman gazing up while giving a blowjob.
It sent my urge to cum surging.
Part of it was because I hadn't done anything with Teacher Michelle since last night.
"Wait, Dania. I'm about to cum."
"Glrk? Sluurp, sluuuurp..."
She didn't stop at my words, and soon the semen welling up deep in my urethra erupted.
She had every reason to panic, but with my cock still in her mouth, she obediently accepted it all.
"A-are you okay?"
Not a drop spilled; Dania swallowed it down gulp by gulp.
"Haa..."
Her mouth was clean after she finished, exhaling deeply.
To drink every bit of her first load—impressive in more ways than one.
"...So this is what a man's semen tastes like."
Her eyes were slightly glazed as she murmured, a bad sign.
"A thick scent that stings the nose and a sticky coating in the throat. A flavor I've never encountered."
Her gaze locked onto my still-hard cock.
"Let me have more."
What? Does she have a fetish for not just the smell, but the cum too?
"Wait, guh!"
Dania's head started pistoning wildly on my cock.
Sluuuurp! Glrk! Sluuuurp!
She deepthroated it to the hilt, then pulled back until just the head remained, only to plunge down again.
Glrk, sluuuurp! Shlurp!
"Mmph! Ngh! Mmph! Glurk!"
It felt like her hips thrusting, her pussy stroking my cock.
A true realization of what a "mouth pussy" was.
Sluuuurp! Glrk! Gluuuurp!
She showed no signs of tiring, bobbing relentlessly.
The sensation of her lips sliding from base to tip, combined with her tongue pressing against the underside of the shaft.
Even that alone was hard to endure, but she wasn't coughing—just shoving it down her throat.
The tight squeeze of her narrow throat was a pleasure different from an actual pussy.
In the end...
"Ngh."
I came again.
Dania didn't flinch this time either, catching it all in her mouth.
More than that, she sucked greedily even as I ejaculated, determined to milk every drop.
"Hoo."
I let out a sigh involuntarily.
I never knew a mouth could feel this good.
Dania didn't pull off even after I finished.
Instead, she swallowed with my cock still in her mouth.
Gulp, gulp.
Her upward gaze as she drank was pure lust.
Once it was all down, the wriggling in her mouth stopped.
But she didn't let go—instead, she started bobbing fiercely again.
"Hey, wait!"
Either she couldn't hear me or didn't care; she was laser-focused on sucking.
She even grabbed my hips, rocking me back and forth to match her rhythm.
Glrk! Glrk! Gluuuurp!
Her movements grew more forceful, doubling the pleasure.
This wasn't service for my sake—it was primal, driven by her own lust.
A machine designed to extract semen with her mouth.
I grabbed her head with both hands.
It felt amazing now, but if I let her continue, something irreversible might happen.
Her grip was too strong; I couldn't stop her.
Glrk, glrk! Shlurp! Gluuuurp!
Ultimately, her mouth forced me toward another climax.
My cock hardened to its max just before release. Sensing it, Dania pulled back until it nearly slipped out.
Then she slammed down to the root in one go.
"Grk!"
The decisive pleasure hit, and I pumped another load straight into her mouth.
With her face buried in my crotch, Dania gulped it down as it came.
"Sluurp, shluurp... gulp, gulp."
Her momentum didn't wane; I came two more times before she finally released me.
Cumming five times in a row, this fast—it was a first.
Even after draining the fifth load, Dania stared at my cock.
"That enough?"
She didn't look satisfied at all, but I said it anyway.
If I left her to it, she'd go until the end.
Dania watched me dress with longing eyes.
How did my scent and cum taste so good to her?
I had no idea, but one thing was clear: Dania was a massive pervert beneath her facade.
"...It was so intense in scent and flavor that I couldn't think of anything else."
First time getting praised for my cum taste—I didn't know what to say.
Dania stood, looking lost in thought.
"I owe you big time today. I'll be going now."
"You won't tell Selena, right?"
"Of course not. If the Young Lady knew what I just did, she might faint from the shock."
"Yeah, probably."
As Dania reached for the front door, she paused.
"Ian Drakhin."
She hesitated a moment before speaking.
"I don't see you as a bad person deserving expulsion, like the Young Lady says."
"Good to hear."
"It's just my opinion, though—doesn't mean you can relax. As her butler, I'll keep watching you per her orders. If you so much as touch her with a fingertip, I'll kill you."
Killing intent laced her voice; I couldn't take it lightly.
She meant it.
The game lore said the Branzel Family's butler clan trained in assassination techniques.
Right now, no one at school was as hostile to me as Selena—except Dania.
I'd planned to deal with her someday, but it looked like she'd need handling first.
"I've said my piece. Goodbye."
"Sure."
Dania left, and the door closed.
Alone, I sank into thought.
I'd decided to claim Dania eventually, so some long-term planning was in order.
Grabbing her weakness and breaking her in steadily seemed safest.
Teacher Michelle was my first in this world, so I'd been cautious, but now with confidence, no need to hold back on Dania.
Hmm... no solid ideas coming to mind yet.
No rush, so I'd think on it.
Priority one was Teacher Michelle anyway—focus on her until the Academic Tribunal passed.
With that settled, I returned to my desk and opened the Enchantment Magic book.
Dania Animos.
She hailed from the Animos family, long allied with the Branzel Family.
The prestigious butler clan had served the Branzels for generations.
The family's duty weighed heavily; young Dania had no power to refuse.
So when she learned she could no longer be friends with her closest companion, Selena, she wept for days.
In the end, she accepted it.
The only way to stay with Selena.
By becoming the butler to the Branzel Family's Young Lady.
It wasn't easy.
The world of chaebols and nobles was ruthless; even the finest butlers were discarded for a single mistake.
To survive, Dania chose to align her entire life with Selena's.
She knew Selena would never abandon her.
But Selena couldn't always protect her from other families' members.
So she discarded herself.
Her own will, happiness, desires—instead, she followed Selena.
Before long, Selena was Dania's life.
But today...
For the first time since deciding to become a butler, she defied Selena's will.
She knew it was wrong.
Yet that man's scent stirred her body, not her reason.
Her body moved on its own, before reason could intervene.
'...No other feelings were involved.'
As she thought, it wasn't born of affection.
Just pure intoxication from his scent and semen.
But oral sex was an act for lovers, and she'd done it with the man her lady despised—that fact remained.
That was why her steps toward her lady's room felt so heavy.
"Young Lady, I'm back."
"Dania!"
Knocking, Selena rushed out.
"Are you okay? He didn't do anything bad, did he?"
The worried Young Lady had no inkling what her butler had done with Ian.
Dania hid her gnawing guilt and replied.
"Nothing happened. Thank you for worrying."
"What a relief."
Selena finally sighed in relief.
"I was worried sick. Did you find anything?"
"No. Nothing suspicious."
"...I see. Good work."
Selena's expression mixed disappointment and relief.
Dania, meanwhile, unwittingly averted her eyes.
"From now on, I'll handle it myself. You don't need to bother with that guy anymore. No need to get close to scum like him for my sake."
"N-no, that's not—!"
The words slipped out before she knew it, startling even Dania herself.
"Huh?"
"I-I mean... as your butler, it's my duty to assist you. So I'll keep helping."
"But I'm worried about you..."
"I'm fine. I can subdue him by force if he shows any suspicious moves."
Selena hesitated; the butler pressed on.
"You said Ian Drakhin is a dangerous man who could strike at you or the students anytime. I'll monitor him. To protect you and our classmates."
"Dania... Alright, if you insist."
Selena's touched gaze pierced Dania like a dagger.
The "monitoring" was just an excuse to smell Ian.
She'd never lied to her lady, not once—yet here she was.
Ian’s scent had already seeped deep into her instincts.
Of course, if he harmed Selena or anyone, she'd eliminate him without hesitation.
But for now, with no such threat, she writhed in guilt yet craved the desire she'd long suppressed.
"Then keep watch until I find a way to expel Ian Drakhin."
"Understood."
The next morning, ready for school, I pulled out my phone.
I typed quickly and sent a message.
-Teacher. I'll stop by the staff room after class today.
It hadn't been that long, but I wanted to talk with her.
This world didn't do casual chit-chat via text—just business—so we hadn't spoken alone in nearly two days.
I'd said we'd keep distance, but teasing her body to crave me was the goal; light talk was fine.
No sex even if I saw her today, though.
In morning homeroom, Teacher Michelle announced matters to the class, looking more energetic than yesterday.
Clearly excited by my text.
Sorry, Teacher. Not today either.
Maybe because they found nothing at my dorm yesterday, Dania's watch was laxer.
Curious, I quietly asked.
"Not observing much today?"
"No harvest yesterday. Shifted from hunting weaknesses to just ensuring you don't pull anything."
I didn't see the difference between observation and surveillance.
Still, she wasn't staring holes through me anymore—not bad news.
Or so I thought. That was a miscalculation.