The Butler’s Test (4) Please Help Me From Time to Time
As soon as I stepped into my room, I locked the door and pushed Verita onto the bed.
Wearing nothing but racy lingerie, she’d walked the hallway beside me with perfect composure, but by the time we got here, I’d been so worked up I could barely stand it.
She lay back on the bed without the slightest resistance and looked up at me with that same impassive expression she always wore.
"So this is how it feels to come to a man’s room. I’m tense, and yet I can’t help wondering what you’ll do to me."
Truthfully, I wasn’t planning to do anything especially elaborate.
I just wanted to do whatever I felt like until I was satisfied.
Of course, this wasn’t simple sex; I was also in the middle of taking her test. But that sort of thing would work itself out once we got into it.
"You won’t be leaving this room until I’m satisfied."
"That is even more thrilling."
I stepped closer and stripped off the rest of her lingerie.
The only thing I had to remove was the condom clinging uncomfortably around my cock, so I pulled that off and reached for Verita.
It was absurd, when I thought about it—the fact that we’d come down that long hallway together, fucking each other naked all the way here.
It was a little rich for me to say this, since I was the one who’d suggested it, but Verita hadn’t exactly been normal for going along with me, either.
At any rate, I reached for the woman who didn’t resist me and made her kneel, then bend forward.
I entered her from behind and then lowered myself over her back, starting to rock my hips.
Thuck, thuck, thuck!
"Hhng, nnnh…."
"You don’t have to hold back your moans anymore."
"I-I remember that now. Haaah, oooh!"
The moment I said that, she started letting out the most shameless sounds.
The sight of her obediently taking my cock beneath me really did make her look like a female dog being mounted.
"At this point it really does look like animals going at it."
"Indeed. Haaah, I do not dislike the feeling of being seized by a strong male."
It looked more like I was the one being seized, if anything.
Her folds were already clinging around my cock as if desperate to drink in my seed.
"Nnngh, ah… ah. Deeper… ooh."
The flesh of her cunt squeezed down like it didn’t want to let go of my cock, even as it tried to slip in and out, making her look like a total bitch in heat.
Hadn’t she said she had a girlish heart and liked romantic fantasies?
"You said you often imagined romantic love with your fated partner, right? What kind of fantasy was it?"
"Haaah, to ask me that in a situation like this… ah! A love so innocent that just seeing each other’s faces would make us blush, and nnh! We’d be too shy to show affection properly. That sort of pure, youthful love was what I imagined."
Yeah, definitely a girl at heart.
"Then your first-time fantasy was like that too, I take it."
"Y-Yes. Haaah. Someone tentative and considerate, worrying about the other person… ooh! Thinking about how I looked while I was feeling it… ah. The sort of atmosphere where you try to hold back your moans."
It was impossible to picture her being shy and girlish when she was dropping filthy cries between every few words.
"And yet here you are, face-down and taking it like a bitch in heat."
"Ooh, heegh…. I-I suppose that is true. I’m being taught that to you, I’m nothing more than a female."
That only made me even hotter for some reason.
The idea that I was teaching this woman—Angela Brantchel’s personal secretary, a woman who had everything anyone could want—using nothing but my cock.
Puhk! Puhk! Puhk!
"Nngh! Ooh…. I-I want to get pregnant if you keep hammering my womb like that."
"Then get pregnant!"
I drove myself into her without mercy, raising the pace, and her reactions only grew more intense.
"Hahk, ah… ooh…! This motion, forcing pregnancy while stabbing at my womb… it is wonderful. Nnngh. Not only your cock filling me up, but even the hard heat of your chest against my back makes you feel so masculine… haaah…!"
She bowed her head and came.
Shuddering beneath me while she lay there face-down, she looked pitiful in a way that made all her authority disappear, like some small animal trembling helplessly.
I hugged her with my cock still buried inside her and rolled us onto our sides.
Then I lifted one of her legs and started moving my hips again, still inside her.
Creak, creak, creak!
"Hhnngh, ah! This position is… nnnh."
"What about it?"
"If I ever had a man to share intimacy with… ah! this is one of the positions I most wanted to try."
"I see."
So Verita had her own romance fantasies after all.
In that case, I’d better be generous and satisfy them a little more.
"Verita, would you look at me for a second?"
Without knowing why, she turned her head to face me, and I covered her lips with mine.
She flinched for a moment, but before long her lips and tongue were tangling with mine.
"Mmph, mmh… mmph, this is…."
"I thought you probably imagined kissing too. You said that sometimes being gentle was the way to go, right?"
"…Your memory is excellent. Mmph."
The feel of Verita’s warm tongue and the clean taste of her saliva was intoxicating. Her lips were soft too, and I kept wanting to suck on them.
Kissing her so tenderly while also fondling her breasts and moving my hips made the whole thing feel strangely tender, like we were actually lovers.
"Haa… haa…. Kissing is fascinating. It’s only exchanging saliva, and yet it makes the body hotter."
The expression on her face was almost unnervingly flat for someone who had just been kissing me.
Even so, her cheeks were rosy, girlishly flushed.
Maybe it was because I’d seen that expression on Verita’s face.
Or maybe it was because I was just the sort of man who couldn’t do things halfway.
I wanted to turn that ice-cold expression of hers into the face of a woman completely undone.
"Ian-nim?"
I suddenly pulled out and let her fall away from me, and she called my name with a puzzled voice.
I laid her down properly, parted those smooth legs, and brought my glans to the slit between her labia.
"So this is your pregnancy practice again."
"This time, I’m going to make you mine for real, Verita."
"Then does that mean until now you were not being serious—? Oohk!"
The sudden penetration left Verita lightly coming before she could finish her sentence, and she threw her head back.
But I ignored that and covered her body with mine, starting to piston into her at full speed.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Hahk, ah! Ooh! Ooh…!"
The sound of her thick cunt slapping against me and the bedframe’s creak filled the room.
At the same time, Verita’s moans grew even lewder.
"Ugh, ah! Hnnh, this is Ian-nim’s seriousness… oohk!"
"How is it? Do you like it?"
"I do, ooh! I like it… ah. Because I can feel Ian-nim’s will to get me pregnant… to steal my life… nggh!"
Her moans were more intense than ever, but her expression didn’t change much from the one she’d worn the whole time.
Her eyes were half-lidded and slightly rolled upward, and her lips were parted just enough to let the moans out.
The change was subtler than I’d expected, but even so, that face was indecent enough on its own to keep my hips working all the harder.
"Look at you, making those filthy noises and clamping down on me like this. So your test was a lie, and you just wanted to become my bitch after all!"
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Haaah, no…! It is for the sake of the Chairman… ooh!"
I pried her lips apart and drilled into her relentlessly while she tried to deny it.
And yet her cunt had already become addicted to my cock, sucking at my shaft.
"There’s no way a body this bitchy could ever belong to some innocent little fantasy!"
"Haaah! Hnnh, I know. I understand now. I am a female who can only be rough-fucked by a male, ooh… ooh…!"
Her folds clung to me as if she were apologizing. The way the rim of her cunt scraped against my glans was heavenly, and every now and then a moan slipped out of my own mouth too.
"If you understand, then don’t waste a single drop of seed—take it all in your cunt!"
"I do, ooh! I understand…. I will take Ian-nim’s seed into my womb, so please… oohk!"
I drove my cock all the way to her womb and dumped my load inside her, and she arched back and came again.
Her hips would have jolted from the pleasure if my body hadn’t been on top of hers, but as it was, all she could do was tremble beneath me.
After floating for a long while on the waves of her orgasm, her face finally turned back toward me.
"Haa… haa…. That was my first orgasm this intense."
"I enjoyed myself too. But didn’t you basically just declare yourself my bitch?"
After a moment to catch her breath, Verita answered my question.
"…I do not recall saying it quite that directly."
That was Verita for you. Even after everything we’d just done, her voice had already returned to calm composure.
Still, if she was going to come out and say things like that, then I could enjoy myself even more.
Of course, even if the test was over, I had no intention of stopping.
"Then let’s keep going."
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"Oohk! Ah, ooh…. Haaah…."
We didn’t stop having sex after that.
I called it our sex, but before long it was more like me unilaterally fucking an exhausted Verita.
Sometimes I took her from behind the way I had before, and sometimes I shoved her against the wall and hammered her from the back like a dog.
I even drove up into her while she was riding on top of me, but she tired quickly and collapsed against my chest, so that didn’t last long. After that, I came four times in a row in missionary position, then changed positions and fucked her again.
We kept changing positions and grinding our lower bodies together, and with each specific pose, her reactions got more intense.
Maybe those were the positions that had always appeared in her romantic fantasies.
After hours of nonstop fucking, my own body finally started to feel tired too.
When I came deep inside her with the thought that this would be the last time, her body jolted.
"Hahk, ooh… hnnh…."
Her moans and the trembling of her body were no longer as fierce as before.
She’d tired out before I had, so at some point her reactions had become fairly subdued.
I slowly pulled my cock out, but even though she was too exhausted to move, her cunt still clung and sucked at it.
When my glans caught at the entrance, it gripped me so tightly I could have mistaken it for a mouth biting down on me, and I had to put a little extra effort into withdrawing.
"Haa… haa…."
With only the faintest crack in her expressionless face, Verita panted softly, exuding an unexpected sort of sultry allure.
Her limbs sprawled across the sheets and the semen leaking from between her legs stood in stark contrast to her usual image of competence, making it hard to look away.
I still felt like going again, if only from the mood, but she was tired and I was exhausted too after letting loose and going hard for so long.
So, settling for a compromise, I sat beside her face and presented my still-hard cock to her.
"…."
Even while breathing hard, Verita’s expression remained serene, and her eyes slowly drifted down to the space between my legs.
Seeing that, I gave her a faint smile and said, "If you feel like becoming my bitch, kiss my cock."
It was no different from asking her whether I’d passed the test or not.
Even now, her gaze remained steady on my glans, unshaken, and I had no idea what she was thinking.
Then she brought out those bright red lips of hers and gently kissed the head of my cock.
She didn’t stop there, either. She lightly nipped at the tip before carefully licking the entire head with her tongue, as if she were really kissing my cock.
"Should I take that as meaning I passed the test?"
"Mmmph…. Of course. Mmph."
She kissed the glans again before continuing.
"To be honest, by the time I had been in this room for only a short while, I had already decided the result. I was merely curious how far Ian-nim could go."
"Then I can approach Angela now. And Angela will become my bitch too."
At my words, Verita, who had been kissing my cock, looked up at me.
"I will permit your approach to the Chairman. Please open her closed heart. However, I will not become Ian-nim’s bitch."
"Why not?"
"I told you. Only if the Chairman allows it."
Come to think of it, that was true. Well, she wasn’t a stranger at all, after twenty years together, so I could understand that.
"Also, what moved my heart was Ian-nim’s physical aspect. Even if the Chairman permits it, I believe you should not expect anything as sentimental as a lover’s bond."
So, more like a fuck buddy, then.
That wasn’t exactly bad news for me, but it was a little disappointing all the same.
"Well, I can’t help that, then."
"And since it is impossible for me to become truly pregnant, I will take contraceptives once I return to my room. Please do not be disappointed."
As if she’d finished saying everything she meant to say, Verita went back to kissing my cock and made a soft smacking sound.
Then she licked me gently again, or teased the glans with her tongue like before.
Her expression remained blank as she treated my cock with the kind of tenderness a lover might show, and it was so obscene I left her to it for a while. But then a question occurred to me, and I spoke up.
"Verita."
"Yes, Ian-nim."
"It might be a little late to ask this, but did you really have to go this far?"
As soon as she answered me, she stopped licking my cock and fell into thought.
When she finally spoke again, her voice had become more serious than usual.
"In truth, now that I know you are a good match for the Chairman, there was no need for us to go this far, physically speaking. Matters in bed can be overcome by affection unless the problem is severe."
"I suppose…?"
"But the Chairman is someone very precious to me, and I believe the man by her side ought to be just as exceptional. It was purely my own selfishness, and perhaps one might even call it a presumptuous act beyond a butler’s rights. And…."
She paused, looking somewhere other than my eyes or the space between my legs, before parting her lips again.
"Ian-nim is not the only one whose laughter has increased since coming to this mansion. I, too, have felt more at ease and more cheerful than before."
"I didn’t know that."
I’d always assumed she was just an odd woman who never changed expression and only said bizarre things or sexual harassment out of nowhere, but it seemed she’d enjoyed it in her own way.
"Of course, as I said, that does not mean I had any romantic interest in Ian-nim. I simply liked the change brought to a repetitive and ordinary life."
"Ah. I see."
"Perhaps that sort of uplifted feeling gave me courage. The courage to independently test the man who might stand beside the Chairman, when I had always only followed her orders."
"I see."
To be honest, I didn’t fully understand everything she was saying.
Still, I understood that coming here had helped Verita in her own way, and that she truly cared for Angela.
"I’ve gone on at length about personal matters, but Ian-nim should focus only on making the Chairman happy. I will help however I can. I do not know whether the road will be easy or difficult, but I believe Ian-nim is capable of it."
"Got it."
Thinking of Angela again filled me with the urge to make her happy.
...Verita had said it would be good to help Angela remember what love felt like as much as possible.
Then next time, I should aim in that direction.
"Ian-nim."
At her sudden call, I looked down at Verita, who was still lying in front of me.
"Yeah?"
"By saying I would help you, I also meant I would help relieve your desires. If the Chairman alone is not enough, then please come find me."
She said it with the same indifferent face she always wore.
If it had been anyone else, I would have dismissed it as another dirty joke or nonsense, but this time I simply smiled and nodded.
"Then I’ll be asking you from time to time, going forward."
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