Chapter 75
Chapter 75
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 75
Chapter Title: Does the Butler Dream of the Young Lady's Dreams? (3) Enlightenment
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Plap! Plap! Plap!
Maybe it was because I was so worked up, but my thrusts were packed with power.
Naturally, Dania's reactions were just as intense.
"Nngh! Hah! Ah! Wait, why does it feel so... Haaang!"
She couldn't even string her words together properly, just moaning.
She'd told me to brace myself, but the way she started squealing like a bitch in heat the moment I entered her was hilarious, so I asked,
"What's going on? You got your wish—no kiss—and yet you're feeling it even more."
"Shut up! Just go a little easier... Nnghaaa!"
Dania's face was flushed with clear embarrassment.
And yet, she tightened around me with a nasal whine escaping her lips.
"Ngh, you've trained so much... so why does it still feel this good? Hoo!"
"What kind of training did you even do?"
"Hah, ah! I thought of you while training with a dildo the exact same size as yours... Haaang!"
...That wasn't training; it was just self-torture, wasn't it?
No wonder she felt even better than before.
"Dania, wasn't that just turning your body into even more of a slut?"
"Ah, haaang! Don't talk nonsense!"
"Your pussy grips so much better now. You're feeling it more too."
Dania squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head.
"No way! Hngh, until just a moment ago, your dick was nothing to me...!"
She must have meant before the kiss, when she was all full of bravado.
With her lower body getting pounded by me, Dania thought for a moment before saying,
"Right, the kiss! Hngh! The kiss made me sensitive! Haaah!"
I had to agree with that.
Her body's reactions had completely changed after the kiss.
"It'll get better soon. Then I'll make you feel nothing again, like before...!"
But I couldn't agree with that.
"Sorry, Dania, but that wasn't sincere back then."
"What? Ah! You're lying... Hah, don't! After clinging to me and shaking your hips like a dog!"
"Guess I'll have to show you directly."
I pulled back until my cock was almost out, then slammed straight into her womb.
"Haaaaah!"
A scream-like moan escaped her as Dania's head snapped back.
"Hah, heuk...! Heuk... No way..."
Dania panted with an expression of utter disbelief.
She still hadn't realized it, but in my mind, it was obvious why the training hadn't worked.
No amount of diligent practice with a dildo could make someone strong at sex.
Sex involves so many elements fueling the excitement: each other's moans, looks, bodies, movements, words, the situation—all of it together.
A dildo alone can't replicate sex, so even if she got used to it and gained confidence, that just meant she was used to the dildo, not sex.
Her certainty that she'd grown accustomed to sex's pleasure was proven wrong by how she crumbled at a single kiss.
That said, it wasn't completely pointless.
Her grip had definitely improved, and her hip movements had gotten better.
But it still wasn't enough to tame me, so those three weeks of "training" had ultimately just made her body even more delicious.
It was a bit foolish how she'd dug her own grave, but knowing the usually straightforward Dania, it somehow fit.
"Why..."
"That's two more points."
Unlike the flustered Dania, I was brimming with leisure as I casually marked her body and resumed thrusting with renewed force.
The intensity was incomparable to before.
Splap! Splap! Splap! Splap!
"Nngha! Haa! Uh, hngh!"
"While you were 'training' with just a dildo, Dania, your pussy must've missed my cock. It's sucking me in so hard."
"No way, hngh! Stop! My body... Heuk!"
Her fierce reactions got me even more excited, so I kept pounding without pause.
The look on her face—unable to accept it but drowning in pleasure—was a sight to behold.
"Thanks for developing your pussy for me over those three weeks."
"Hngh, haa! Shut up! It was training, not development! Not for you... Ahieee! Hngh, why...! No kiss, so why does it feel this good?!"
Her words were practically a scream.
Tears welled in her eyes, pained by the realization that all her efforts had been for nothing.
But I didn't let up, relentlessly thrusting into her.
The thought of this woman who despised me developing her pussy with a dildo replica of my cock—for my sake, no less—was too much to bear.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Even after... Heuk! All that effort, why... Whyyy!"
Her cries were even more heartbreaking than I'd expected.
Determined to smother her despair with pleasure, I went all out on her pussy.
"Hngh! No, too deep...! Stop... Ooooh!"
Finally, the most vulgar sound a female could make burst from Dania's lips.
The moment I heard it, my slowly building urge to cum spiked sharply.
"Dania!"
Slam! Slam! Slam!
"Nngha! No! Too rough... Hooook! Ook!"
She squealed like a sow in heat, her pussy clamping down on my cock.
The crude sight I'd never seen from her before unleashed my pent-up load.
"Haaaaah! Oot! Oo... Ooo... Ook!"
Dania's hips bucked wildly, as if broken.
Her eyes half-rolled back, swept away by waves of ecstasy, her whole body trembling nonstop.
Even after the convulsions stopped, she couldn't escape the aftershocks, moaning continuously.
It was an orgasm so intense it startled even me, but her face wasn't purely blissful.
Beneath the hollow expression lay the misery of having her efforts denied.
"..."
I pulled out my cock and silently looked down at Dania.
Even lost in despair, the beautiful woman was stunning.
Her unfocused eyes, lips parted as she gasped roughly.
Her lewd body flaunting its feminine allure, regardless of her will.
Captivated by the sight, I belatedly remembered the pen and reached for it.
"...No need."
Her sudden voice halted the pen mid-air above her lower belly.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you don't need to track how many times I cum."
Dania's voice was so heavy it felt like the floor might cave in.
"I've realized it now. I can't refuse the pleasure you give me. No matter how much I struggle, my body will only rejoice when I submit to you."
Dania sat up, grabbed her own pen from beside her, and tossed it out of the bed.
"Keeping score like this will just make me realize it more and feel even more pathetic."
"You want to end the penalty game? But if you erase all the points, I'll delete the video, remember?"
"What's the point of a game I can't win?"
Her words cut like a blade, laced with killing intent.
My senses confirmed it—her gaze toward me burned with clear hostility and contempt.
"You proposed this game from the start just to toy with me, didn't you? You filthy bastard..."
She was the one who'd accepted the proposal, so guilt wasn't really an issue.
But I stayed silent, unsure exactly what she was getting at.
"I don't need this ridiculous game anymore. My pride won't allow it."
"Then there's no way to delete the video."
Dania closed her eyes briefly, steeling her resolve, then continued.
"I told you. My body can't refuse you anymore. I can't escape you."
"Does that mean you'll be my maid?"
"It means I'll stop struggling to run from you."
I couldn't grasp the difference between our words, so I asked,
"I'm not sure I follow."
"You'll keep toying with my body anyway. And like always, I won't be able to resist the pleasure you give."
Her unwavering gaze held a stronger will than before.
"So I won't run. But I won't become yours either. No matter how much my body shakes, I'll guard my heart firmly."
Only then did I understand.
She couldn't escape me, so she wouldn't bother running.
Instead, no matter how many times I ravished her body, she wouldn't give me her heart.
"Not running means I can do whatever I want with you, right?"
"Haven't you been doing that already? But remember one thing. No matter what you do, I'll never become your maid. I'm the Young Lady's maid."
Despite the back-and-forth, what I had to do hadn't changed.
Make Dania mine.
Body and heart.
Her body was already mine.
The issue was her heart—her loyalty to her master.
I had to redirect that toward me, turn her into a devoted maid who saw only me.
For revenge against Selena.
And to gain an ally in this game swarming with death traps.
So I swapped out the condom and approached her.
"I'll hold you until you give up on me."
"I'll refuse you until you give up on me."
Her resolute reply held no hesitation.
I countered with a leisurely smile.
"I'm looking forward to seeing how long you last."
I slowly pushed Dania down onto the bed.
True to her word, she didn't run, obediently yielding to my touch.
Even when I manually spread her clenched legs, there was no resistance.
I paused for a moment, silently gazing at her.
Her body, resigned and lewdly exposing her pussy, contrasted with her defiant expression, creating an erotic atmosphere.
"I'll enjoy this pussy you developed for me."
"..."
No response came from her tightly pressed lips.
But the moment my cock plunged into her...
"Huuung...!"
A feminine moan leaked out.