Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: First Night with Dania (4) The Game Continues
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Splish! Splish! Splish!
The sound of Dania's plump ass cheeks slapping against my lower body echoed through the room.
My movements had grown far more skilled now that I was used to the rhythm—nothing like before—but Dania's condition was actually worse than earlier.
"Hngh... hng... ahh... haa..."
Her eyes were completely glazed over, and clear saliva dripped from her slack mouth.
She had lost every trace of her former composure, reduced to writhing in pure ecstasy.
"You okay? Didn't you say you'd make me regret this?"
"Hngh! Don't... get cocky... Not yet... hngh!"
Even as her moans cut her words short, her pride kept her hips moving at the same relentless pace.
Considering she'd been riding me for over two straight hours, her stamina was incredible.
Guess this is what it takes to serve a chaebol family, I thought.
"Why... why is this happening...? I should be getting used to it by now... Why does it feel even better?"
Dania's face was filled with utter confusion, unable to make sense of it all.
And she was right—the situation wasn't improving; it was deteriorating.
Her body, which had started adapting to the pleasure, suddenly grew hypersensitive, climaxing more intensely with every passing moment.
Proof of that? She'd made me cum twice (though I'd held back through several close calls), but she'd orgasmed thirty times herself, putting her penalty points at 34.
Honestly, I'd half-expected this.
Her body was a true pervert for my scent and cum.
It had escalated to the point where just irrumatio alone made her cum, and now mere insertion into her throat or pussy was enough to send her over the edge.
No amount of time would let a body like that withstand my cock.
She'd shaken her ass nonstop, vowing to get used to me, but all she'd done was train her own body to crave my dick even more.
"Why... why does it feel even better than before...? Hngh."
Dania shook her hips with both hands interlocked with mine.
She looked just like a girlfriend devotedly serving her boyfriend.
In truth, I'd subtly grabbed her hands first, but she was too lost in the haze to notice.
"Guess we're just perfect for each other."
"D-Don't make me laugh... ngh! As if I'd ever be compatible with a beast like you..."
"Then who is it that's shaking their ass like a wild animal right now?"
"Hngh! I-I'm not... hng! I'm no beast... I wouldn't feel good from emotionless sex like this... ahhn!"
Dania threw her head back again, letting out a full-on bitch-in-heat moan.
Another penalty point added.
"Ngh... hngh... I'm... I'm no beast..."
There wasn't a shred of the confidence she'd had two hours ago in her murmuring eyes.
Just terror at turning into the kind of person her lady despised—and self-loathing.
"At this rate... I won't be able to go home..."
Even I felt a pang of pity seeing her so utterly defeated.
My kind dick would go soft soon enough.
"Hey... Dania. Want to use your mouth?"
"M-My mouth...?"
"This could go on forever like this. If you suck me off as much as you want with that mouth of yours, I'll subtract 30 penalty points."
"Th-Thirty...?"
Dania's pupils wavered.
Normally, she might've refused outright.
But right now, she was cornered mentally.
"Just five more points, and I can go home..."
"No lies. I swear."
It seemed like a bad deal for me, but I didn't mind.
I wasn't even sure she could shave off those five points, and even if she did, it would just end today's training—our relationship wouldn't change.
After agonizing over it, Dania finally bowed her head to me.
"F-Fine... please."
Dania straightened her knees and stood up fully.
My cock slipped out, making her cum lightly, but I didn't count that as a penalty.
She knelt before my dick, and I sat up to peel off the condom.
Staring at it, she was already sniffing the scent, tongue lolling out.
"This smell... because of this smell..."
Muttering in a voice laced with love and hate, she slowly took the glans into her mouth.
Her expression was still conflicted, but she immediately started bobbing her head furiously.
Slurp! Sluuurp! Shluuuurp!
Dania's mouth-pussy technique was on another level.
The aggressive pressure, different from her lower mouth, enveloped my cock.
Even as she pistoned her head up and down at breakneck speed, she casually swept her stray hair behind her ear—a picture of professional poise.
Slurp! Shluurp! Shluuuurp! Sluuurp! Shlurp!
"Mmph! Mph! Mmmph! Mph!"
"Ngh, Dania!"
Before I knew it, she was completely absorbed in my cock.
No trace of the woman who'd despised her own uncontrollable lust.
Shlurp! Chuuuurb! Churuup. Shluuuurp!
Her hands gripped my pelvis to keep me from escaping, stimulating my cock solely with her mouth and throat.
Like a machine, she stroked the entire shaft with precise rhythm and force.
Seeing her cling to my dick so obsessively, as if born to drink cum, sent my arousal skyrocketing.
"Dania, here it comes!"
The pleasure finally hit its peak, and the backed-up semen surged from my urethra.
Dania didn't hesitate, gulping down the load flooding her throat.
Unlike her orgasms, there was no reluctance or confusion on her face.
Just the blissful expression of a bitch savoring cum.
Once no more came out, she sucked hard with a pop, pulling my cock free.
Relieved of the pressure, a dribble leaked from my tip, and she eagerly lapped it up.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
In the silence, only Dania's ragged breaths filled the air.
Her lust-filled gaze was glued to my cock, unmoving.
"If you want more, go ahead. I won't add penalty points."
"..."
She kept staring piercingly at my crotch.
Her blowjob had me rock-hard, my cock twitching intermittently.
Dania hesitated long and hard before turning her head and standing up.
"No. I won't let desire control me anymore."
"Oho."
I rolled on a new condom and lay back down. Dania straddled my lower body like before.
"Just five points left now."
"...Got it."
She aligned herself and slowly lowered her ass.
Her face burned with determination stronger than ever.
The glans touched her labia. After a deep breath, she engulfed my entire cock in her pussy.
And in a twist that made all her efforts meaningless, she came instantly.
"Haahng! W-Why...?!"
I was just as stunned as the shocked Dania.
Hadn't she gotten used to it enough that insertion alone wouldn't make her cum?
Her points dropped, only for one to be added right back.
Unable to accept it, she started shaking her hips again—but soon arched her back and climaxed once more.
"Ngh! My body... it's not listening...!"
It hadn't even been long since her last orgasm, yet here she was bucking wildly again.
Her ass thrashed violently atop me, chasing ever stronger pleasure.
"What's going on, Ian Drakhin?! It's your... your scent and cum making my body hypersensitive!"
Her unexpected accusation left me dumbfounded.
"Hngh. I trusted you! Toying with me like this! I won't forgive you!"
Even as she raged at me, her hips wouldn't stop.
Another climax rocked her, making her whole body tremble.
Who could've predicted this?
She was the ridiculous pervert here—what was I supposed to do about it?
I just stared wordlessly as she kept bucking away.
"Hng! Hngh, ngh! It feels too good... I can't stop my hips...!"
She was fully dominated by her desires now.
Her reason had lost control to instinct, so even as her mind rejected it, her body craved my cock relentlessly.
Instinct drove her body to chase pleasure, dragging her helplessly into orgasm after orgasm.
Was something like that even possible?
Hell if I know. But it was happening right in front of me.
"Nghh, hngh! I-I have to stop...! If I cum again, more points... haaangh!"
She didn't even stop her hips during climaxes anymore.
Her accusatory glares shot my way once more.
"Why... why does it feel so good?! I despise you!"
Then she grabbed my hand, pulling it to her face to sniff it frantically while shaking her ass wildly.
"Why... why does this scent feel so good...?"
Her voice dripped with anguish and sorrow.
"To stay by the Young Lady's side... I can't give in like this... not to mere desire..."
"Just forget all that and enjoy it. You'll feel better."
"Don't make me laugh..."
Her sharp gaze pierced my eyes.
"Just today... only today. From now on, I'll never lose to you. I'll endure it, no matter what. So today... just today..."
Slam! Slam! Slam!
Dania's instinctive pounding, fueled by resolve, was fiercer than ever before.
Her toned lower body clamped down on my cock without mercy, tight and unyielding.
"Hngh! Hngh! Ah, hngh!"
"Ngh, Dania!"
Before I knew it, our fingers were interlocked again.
Too lost in the moment to tell who initiated it.
Dania's face, beaming down at me with honest pleasure, was so erotic I couldn't think of anything else.
The ecstasy peaked at last. My body floated as I began to cum.
Dania surrendered to instinct, climaxing right with me.
Our sex continued after that.
Fully honest with her pleasure now, Dania used her body without hesitation, milking my cum more skillfully than before.
Of course, she came even more times, racking up penalty points—but she didn't seem to care.
It was 7 a.m. when we finally stopped.
Meaning she'd been on top the whole time.
Even she had limits, though. Exhausted, she collapsed onto my chest.
And sure enough, she started sniffing my scent.
I found myself stroking her hair without thinking.
Dania was too focused on the smell to react.
After a brief rest, I spoke up.
"So, Dania. Feel like becoming my maid yet?"
Dania, still sniffing silently, slowly sat up and turned her back to me.
"I told you. I'm a maid for the Young Lady alone."
"Fair enough. Let me know if you change your mind."
"...Don't get arrogant just because you saw me like this today. It won't happen again."
"Got it. By the way, know how many penalty points you have?"
"..."
No answer.
She'd been too out of it to keep count.
"I counted up to 50, but lost track after. I came a few times too, so let's call it 50."
This was the plain truth, no exaggeration. In seven hours, she'd cum at least 50 times.
Probably closer to 70, but who knows for sure.
50 was easier and less hassle.
"Fifty...?"
Dania's voice sank.
She might not know the exact number, but she knew she'd gone off the deep end. No arguing that.
"At that score, going home's off the table. What now? Come back after school?"
"..."
50 points meant making me cum 25 times without orgasming once herself. Impossible.
No wonder she looked pale.
As I pondered alongside her, an idea struck me.
"How about this? We keep playing this game—no limits on time or place."
"What?"
"In exchange, if you wipe out all your penalty points to zero, I'll delete the video."
"You mean that?"
I met her suspicious glare calmly.
"Yeah, for real."
It was a generous offer I didn't even need to make.
No grand reason—just that giving her some hope would make handling her easier.
Plus, I was certain she couldn't clear the points, and that I'd make her mine in the end.
"Fine. We'll do it your way."
Dania nodded gravely.
No choice for her, really.
Though her reaction was a bit unexpected.
I'd figured she'd argue it was impossible.
True to form, she seemed set on overcoming it through sheer willpower.
"We'll keep up the service training while you have points too. Tell me if you feel like becoming my maid."
"...That won't happen."
I chuckled lightly.
"Alright, deal. Now... time to get ready for school."
Right then, a short bell rang.
I got out of bed and checked my phone on the desk. A message from Michelle.
A casual "sleep well?" and note that today was a day off, so she was meeting friends.
I replied diligently and set the phone down. That's when a weird feeling hit me from her text.
"Dania. Is school off today?"
"What? ...Oh!"
Apparently, this world had holidays like Children's Day back home.
"So that's what the Young Lady meant by 'rest well'..."
Dania muttered, rubbing her chin, having forgotten it was a holiday.
"Wait... then!"
Her face drained of color.
I could read her mind: 'Stuck here playing the penalty game all day?'
"You did good today. Head home."
"What? Really?"
Honestly, I was beat too.
Learning it was a holiday? Music to my ears.
"Yeah. And get a phone already. Makes contacting you a pain. No phone at all is kinda ridiculous."
"But can I even handle one...?"
"You'll get used to it. Anyway, see ya."
"Hmhmhm~"
Michelle hummed to herself as she dried her damp hair with a towel, sitting before the mirror after her shower.
The thought of seeing her friends after so long had her in high spirits.
Her mood lately had been sky-high.
And the reason? Obviously her boyfriend, Ian.
She'd never even touched a guy before, let alone dated one—never imagined this kind of blissful romance.
It felt like being reborn as a whole new person, or like vivid colors splashing across a black-and-white life. She couldn't stop smiling at her reflection.
Thinking of Ian had her ready to head out before she knew it.
Even slipping on her shoes to meet her friends, she found herself anticipating tomorrow at school even more.
With a refreshed heart, Michelle stepped out the door.