Chapter 27
Chapter 27
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: The Butler's Resolve
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Michelle gazed at me with pleading eyes, thinking my anger hadn't subsided yet.
The desperation in her expression contrasted so sharply with those piggy ears on her head that I nearly burst out laughing.
But there was nothing cute about her body.
Instead, it brimmed with the allure of a female seducing a male.
Her flesh was pressed into lewd shapes, wrapped in pink mesh that clung to her entire form.
The pussy hole, spread wide open by her own hands, twitched impatiently as if it had been waiting too long.
The screen showed a front view of me sitting over the reclining Michelle.
I'd rather savor the rare angle than see my own face, so I grabbed the remote and switched the TV to the rear camera.
I lifted her thighs, positioning her perfectly for missionary.
Michelle placed both hands on the bedsheet above her head, signaling her submission.
"Then I'll enjoy Michelle's apologetic pussy."
My cock plunged into her eager depths.
"Hngh!"
"Michelle's inside feels so good. Squeezing me because you want forgiveness?"
"Nngh... Ahng!"
As my hips moved, her moans erupted.
We'd only just started, but I thrust into her pussy meat with full force.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ahng! Ungh! Hngh! So... intense! Oooh!"
Michelle was already letting out vulgar cries.
I ignored it and kept up the momentum.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Ungh! Nngooh! Hehngh! Feels so gooood♡"
"Don't just say it feels good. If you want forgiveness, squeeze that pussy tighter."
"Nngh, I'll squeeze."
The pressure wrapping my cock really intensified.
That pleasure made my hips drive even harder.
On the TV screen, I could see Michelle's ass pinned beneath me.
Her pale flesh was being roughly impaled by my cock.
"Michelle, look at us fucking."
At my words, she lifted her head.
Squelch! Squish! Squelch!
"Haang! Ang! Aang! Hoooh... Ooh!"
She wailed like a sow in heat but couldn't tear her eyes from the screen.
"I-Ian's cock... hoooh! Buried so deep inside me..."
The sight on screen was obscenely explicit.
Her plump ass rippled with every collision,
and pussy juices flowed down past her clean anus.
Each time my deeply embedded cock withdrew, her clinging pussy walls showed just how chewy her insides were.
Michelle stared at the screen like a baby fixated on a new toy.
With her head raised to watch while pinned under me, her snowy white neck was fully exposed.
That flawless, spotless neck made me want a taste.
Come to think of it, Michelle was my personal sow.
So I could do whatever I wanted.
I brought my mouth to her neck and sucked lightly.
"Hyaa!"
She jolted in surprise, but since I was still pounding her, she resumed moaning.
I kissed and licked her neck lightly, savoring her flavor.
"Ang! Ungh... Hng. N-no... my neck... don't♥"
She said no, but her voice dripped with coquetry.
And she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck.
"You're my sow, Michelle, so I'll eat you however I want."
Licking her neck, my tongue felt nothing but smooth cleanliness.
With our faces so close, her scent grew even thicker.
Excited, my pistoning gained more power.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Ngh! Ungh! Ungh! O... oooh. It's too much... my neck, stop♡"
"Should I stop fucking?"
"Don't stop... hngh, keep going."
How could I stop when she was whining like that?
"Seems like you're enjoying it more, Michelle? Is this really apology sex?"
"Nngh, it is. Hng! I'm atoning with my pussy... hngh. I'll earn your forgiveness from Ian. So keep punishing me with your cock."
Michelle begged, lifting her hips in rhythm with my thrusts.
"Then say out loud why you love me, over and over. If you stop, so will I."
"Nngh, okay! Hng! Got it."
We locked eyes as our genitals collided.
Our breaths mingled at such close range.
Michelle began with her eyes already half-lidded.
"I-Ian is... haang! So handsome, I love it... ungh! Hngh!"
Slap! Thwack! Slap!
"And... your broad shoulders are so cool... hngh! Hng! Your scent drives me wild."
I rewarded her obedient pussy by slamming my cock deeper.
Squish, squish, squish!
"And... hng! Ang! Aang! So deeeep... hng, oooh!"
She felt it deeply, her words breaking, so I paused my hips too.
"That's it?"
"No, not yet..."
Michelle bucked her hips, milking my cock.
Her spoiled whine when aroused around me brought a pleased smile to my face.
"You're so kind... and your voice is sexy, haang! Hiyaang!"
As she spoke, my hips resumed, drawing out sweet cries.
"Don't you have a favorite part?"
"My favorite..."
To hint, I ravaged her insides fiercely with my cock.
Her moans intensified immediately, and the answer came.
"Oooh! Oh, hoooh! Y-your... cooock... I love your cock♡"
"Tell me more."
"Ehhng, hoo... Ian's cock is so thick... it fills me up, hngh! And so long... it hits my womb, feels so gooood!"
Michelle's eyes rolled back slightly from pleasure, but she looked at me again.
I felt her affection, not wanting to miss my face.
"Just my cock forever?"
With those words, I pounded her pussy fiercely to imprint the taste.
Thwack! Splack! Splack!
"Haht, ngh! Nngh! Nothing else needed. I'll take Ian's cock forever!"
"Then swear it loud for the camera. Say you'll only eat my cock for life."
"Forever, forever only Ian's cock... and Ian, fuck my pussy forever♡"
No hesitation in her vow fueled my arousal.
Ejaculation urge rising, I thrust with all my might.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Oooh, oh! Ungh! Hngh, ungh! Haaah!"
Michelle's body shuddered violently amid sow-like moans, her pussy clamping down.
Her head thrown back confirmed her climax.
Normally, I'd wait for her afterglow, but not now.
This was apology sex for me, and she was my sow.
To earn forgiveness, she had to take my pounding nonstop.
So I focused solely on my release, hammering relentlessly.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Ooh, ok! St-stop... I'm cumming... haht! Cumming again! Nngooh!"
Michelle trembled through repeated climaxes.
She begged me to stop, but her reflexive moans and lewd body only spurred me on.
Finally, after frenzied thrusting, I reached ejaculation.
More cum than ever flooded my exclusive sow.
Michelle, still climaxing, clenched intermittently to accept it.
Moments later, pulling out, white liquid gushed from her gaping pussy.
Still hard, I caught my breath and told her.
"Michelle. You haven't forgotten about getting creampied 24 hours straight, right?"
"Nngh..."
I meant it—24 hours.
Even if she passed out, I'd enjoy her body.
Sensing my sincerity, her eyes sparkled with anticipation, and I thrust back in.
Three hours passed.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
We kept slamming into each other.
"Haa, ngh! Ungh! Hoooh!"
The position was still missionary, same as three hours ago.
No thought of changing; pure instinct for release and climax.
"Ang! Aang! C-cumm... hooooh...♡"
Countless load poured into climaxing Michelle.
As I moved to start again, she said,
"I-Ian... I'm thirsty. Can I get a drink?"
"Yeah, go ahead."
She sat up with my permission.
I grabbed her as she tried to head to the kitchen.
"We agreed to 24 hours of sex?"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ang, haht, aang!"
Michelle hung on me, feet off the floor.
Her arms around my shoulders, my hands cupping her ass.
Her M-shaped legs rested on my arms, secure.
I rocked her ass and my hips, pounding her depths.
"Hngh, Iaan. I want water."
"Got it. But since it's 24 hours, I won't stop even while you drink."
Savoring her carried pussy, I slowly moved to the kitchen.
At the water dispenser, I kept thrusting without setting her down.
"Haht, ngh! Ungh... We're here, put me down."
"Your pussy feels too good right now. Cum once quick, and I'll let you down."
"Okay. I'll squeeze, so cum fast."
No sooner said, I roughly shook her ass in my hands.
"Haht, ang! Ang! Ehhng... oooh! Ok!"
Clinging to me, all she could do was clench, moaning like a bitch in heat.
After pistoning, I pulled her ass hard onto me and unleashed.
"Oh! Hoo... N-now water?"
She asked after her climax synced with mine.
"No."
She took another creampie in my arms before drinking, then got forced to cum at the table.
A few more hours passed.
I sensed it was dawn, but no clue exactly how long.
Pounding doggy into prone Michelle, admiring her jiggling ass—no time for the clock.
No count on ejaculations or her orgasms from the start.
Michelle was exhausted.
But I had no intention of stopping, nor did she.
Like me using apology as an excuse, she too savored the rough treatment purely now.
Another creampie inside her.
"Ian... bathroom?"
"Yeah, go."
24 hours or not, following to the toilet was too much.
Waiting patiently, but she didn't return even after ages.
Even for a big one, too long.
Wondering, I left the room and couldn't help chuckling.
Michelle, on her way back from the bathroom, had collapsed from fatigue and fallen asleep on the floor.
I picked her up and laid her on the bed.
Not out of care for her rest.
Obviously to keep fucking.
"Nngh...?"
"Awake? 24 hours aren't up."
"Sorry..."
"We'll continue."
"Haaah!"
I pumped three more loads into her welcoming pussy.
"Nngh..."
Light pierced my dark vision.
Opening my eyes, sunlight streamed through the window.
Oh right, I passed out mid-sex. Yeah.
Michelle, more exhausted, had conked out first; I followed while fucking her.
She lay sideways facing me, nestled in my arms, sleeping soundly.
Last I remembered, not this position?
She must've woken midway, laid me flat, and snuggled back in.
"Ian, sorry..."
Apologizing even in her dreams?
Anyway, facing me sideways, her gathered tits looked insanely hot.
...24 hours not over yet?
So we fucked a ton more.
That evening.
Dania entered Selena's room with a tray.
"Young Lady. Time for dinner."
"...I'm fine. Not hungry."
Her voice from the bed was as deflated as a punctured balloon.
"Please, just a little. I brought porridge, easy to eat."
"I said I'm fine..."
Selena turned away as Dania offered a spoonful.
Her face, lifeless after days, screamed she wasn't okay.
"Dania, close the window? The wind noise is splitting my head."
"...Young Lady. Sorry, but it's already closed."
Tormenting Selena was severe stress-induced migraine.
Cause: Ian Drakhin, obviously.
Selena had been fine until the Academic Tribunal night, but mounting stress led to Saturday night's collapse.
"So... what day is it?"
"Sunday. You should skip school tomorrow."
"Yeah..."
One might wonder overreacting to that, but Dania held no doubts.
Having watched her since childhood, she knew Selena manifested severe stress physically.
"Is Mom still mad? She seems colder than before."
"Best avoid upsetting Madam for a while."
Her mother's scolding—and inability to chase Ian due to it—added to the stress.
"Gotta lay low... Leaving that man alone is horrifying."
Selena winced at the returning headache.
Dania's heart ached seeing it.
'Maybe it's time to stop.'
She couldn't voice the words on her tongue.
She knew Selena wouldn't bend, no matter what.
Still, Dania wanted to dissuade her master.
Wished Selena free from this self-inflicted pain.
"Aah, my head..."
Tears welled in Selena's eyes as she clutched her forehead.
Psychosomatic, no medicine helped.
So when stress floored her like this, all they could do was wait out the pain.
"Young Lady..."
Yet Dania wanted to help.
Like family after years together, she yearned to end Selena's suffering.
What to do?
The dilemma didn't last.
If stress caused the headaches, remove the source.
'Ian Drakhin...'
Selena had drifted off.
Exhaustion from a sleepless night prior.
Dania wiped the sweat from her forehead and steeled her resolve.