Call Me Master!
Her third morning at The Feast.
The unfamiliar ceiling and the musty odor still assaulted her nose. In her hazy consciousness, the humiliating night with the goblin rose like a nightmare.
The creak of old hinges struck her ears as the door swung open. A gust of cold morning air rushed in.
Madame Tana stepped into the room like a shadow. Her footsteps were as silent as a cat's, but the faint rustle of her red silk dress echoed softly.
Today, she wore another blood-red silk dress. A black fox-fur shawl draped over her shoulders, and her exposed neck exuded a decadent beauty. Her golden eyes were deep and profound, as if peering through everything, and a mysterious smile played on her lips.
"The client visiting you today is an elf."
Madame Tana tossed out the information casually over breakfast. At her words, Luciel froze, spoon in hand.
"He is the son of a high noble family. Both his name and exact lineage are kept secret. However, I hear he has just returned from studying abroad and hasn't had his coming-of-age ceremony yet. He is visiting us to gain some 'practical experience.' It is likely driven by curiosity or a sense of privilege, so cater to his whims accordingly."
She had suspected as much, but it didn't make her feel any better. To think she had to become a plaything for a mere elven brat.
Returning to her room after breakfast, Luciel sat on the bed and stared out the window. The sight of the dilapidated buildings huddled beneath a gray sky was bleak. She clenched her fists.
I will escape this hell, no matter what.
Not long after, the door opened silently. The moment today's 'guest' stepped inside, Luciel doubted her own eyes.
He was much smaller than she had expected.
The elf was so small that he had to tilt his head back just to meet Luciel's gaze.
His snow-white skin, characteristic of elves, was flawlessly smooth, and his silvery hair, which seemed to hold the moonlight, cascaded down to his shoulders. His large eyes sparkled with curiosity.
Intricately crafted ruby earrings hung from his ears, and he wore expensive-looking silk clothes. At a glance, he was clearly a sheltered, naive young master.
Yet, he exuded a strangely cheeky aura. And crucially, his mouth was insolent beyond imagination.
"Are you the whore who's going to play with me today?"
The moment he entered, he scanned Luciel from head to toe. Despite his short stature, he lifted his chin with an arrogant expression. He strutted over on his short legs and plopped down onto the edge of the bed where Luciel was sitting. His small feet dangled in the air.
"Your face is... well, passable. Yes, you must be at least this decent to deserve a night with me. Where are you from? You're not a commoner, are you? I don't couple with just anyone."
He swaggered as if he were bestowing some grand favor. The display was somewhat clumsy.
Sitting on a worn-out chair slightly away from the bed, Luciel stared at him calmly and asked. She couldn't bear not to challenge his arrogance.
"How old are you?"
"Exactly fifty years old!"
He spread his small fingers wide, speaking proudly without a shred of intimidation.
"By high elf standards, I've only just reached adulthood. My coming-of-age ceremony was delayed because I was studying abroad, so I came here to get a little taste of the adult world beforehand! My father specifically recommended this place!"
He puffed out his small chest proudly. His eyes were brimming with curiosity.
"...Ha."
Luciel turned her head and pressed her lips together to suppress a sudden, dry laugh. It wasn't amusement, but a deep, heavy sigh. A wave of exhaustion washed over her.
This cheeky little elf brat...! To think that I, the Emperor, must serve as a mere sex-education dummy for a greenhorn like him! Anger and absurdity flared within her simultaneously.
The elven boy—or perhaps young man. In any case, he pointed a finger at Luciel. His face was full of mischief.
"Well then, shall we get started? From now on, you must call me 'Master.' Understand? This is important training, so you have to make it look real, okay? You must obey my every command!"
He tried to put on a serious expression.
"...What?"
Luciel's brow furrowed. Those words trampled all over her pride.
"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me? I told you to call me 'Master'! From now on, you are my loyal servant and toy, so isn't that only natural? Go on, say it! You'd better not test my patience!"
He crossed his legs and commanded. The way he bounced his small foot was incredibly grating.
At that moment, Luciel felt an utterly irresistible urge. She wanted to smack that small head, or rather, she felt a murderous impulse to choke the life out of him right then and there.
To think that she, who had been the Emperor, had to call this pathetic brat 'Master'! Her fingers clenched in rage, and a cold bead of sweat rolled down her spine.
But she could not rebel now. Luciel did not yet possess the strength to do so. The curse of the Constellations still bound her body and soul.
"I understand, Master."
In the end, Luciel swallowed her humiliation and barely managed to answer. Her voice sank as heavy as lead. Her pride was shattered to pieces.
"Oh, yes, that's it! You're more obedient than I thought."
The elf smiled in satisfaction and uncrossed his legs. His grin was infuriatingly smug.
"Human women really are easy to handle. Especially pretty ones like you."
"If you satisfy me properly today, I'll definitely come back after my coming-of-age ceremony. I might even give you a very nice gift then. Aren't you excited? For example, I could make you my personal maid! Quite an honor, isn't it?"
He spoke as if he were offering some grand charity. His eyes gleamed with mischief.
Luciel thought to herself.
Fine, just you wait. Let's see what state you're in by the end of tonight. And one day, when I regain my power, I will burn your precious family to ashes.
Though she feigned obedience on the outside, the rage within Luciel boiled over.
The elf continued to smile, either out of innocence or malice, while Luciel barely held onto the thread of her patience.
"Now, to prove your loyalty to your Master, why don't you show me how you pleasure yourself? Make it very lewd! I shall personally evaluate your skills!"
His eyes sparkled with interest. His gaze was strangely sticky.
Luciel let out a deep sigh. Suppressing her shame and anger, she barely managed to speak.
"Yes, Master."
The elf clapped his small hands in delight and urged her on.
"Just answering like that is no fun! Say it more... much more lewdly! You have to show me how badly you want to obey me, how much you crave what is mine! Hurry!"
Luciel squeezed her eyes shut. Her body trembled violently.
Then, in a trembling voice, she barely managed to squeeze out:
"Please, generously watch Luciel's shameful self-pleasuring... my noble elven Master."
The end of her voice quivered. She felt as though she were falling into the abyss once again.
Slowly, very slowly, Luciel began to undress. Every movement was heavy with shame. The sound of the thin fabric brushing against her skin echoed plaintively. Finally, she reached her trembling hand down toward her exposed, pale lower body. Her fingers were ice-cold.
"Mnh..."
A soft groan escaped her lips. Due to the curse of the Constellations, her body was already highly sensitive and burning hot.
As she moved her slender fingers toward her secret place, which had easily grown wet, it swallowed her finger smoothly and deeply, as if it had been waiting. Regardless of her will, her body craved pleasure.
To ensure the elf sitting behind her could see clearly, she parted her petals slightly with her index and ring fingers.
Overflowing, translucent fluids drenched her fingers. Using them as lubricant, her middle finger began to move slowly and suggestively. Because of his short stature, he was likely straining to get a closer look at every nook and cranny of her body.
In that position, her finger couldn't penetrate very deeply, but the area near the entrance was the most sensitive part of her body. The slightest stimulation sent a thrill through her entire being.
Arching her back slightly and gently swaying her pale, round hips—which were incomparably smaller than during her days as Emperor—from side to side, Luciel instinctively seduced the elf. Or rather, this body forced her to do so.
"Master... can you... see me...?"
"Ah... mnh... yes... it feels good... haah...! I can feel it...!"
Groans burst from her lips involuntarily as the pleasure intensified. Luciel's eyes lost focus, growing hazy and unfocused.
Before she knew it, the elf had stripped off his clothes. Leaning against the bed, he stared intently at Luciel pleasuring herself while slowly stroking his own shaft. For his small frame, it was of a surprisingly respectable size. His face was flushed red with excitement.
"Yes, I can see you perfectly! Even your filthy little hole twitching! Keep going! More! Make it even dirtier!"
His eyes shone with a strange brilliance, a mix of curiosity and adult depravity. He focused on her every movement.
Luciel's fingers began to move faster. Though her mind resisted, her body responded to the pleasure with complete honesty. As she pleasured herself with rapid strokes, her overwhelming arousal caused even more obscene words to spill unfiltered from her mouth.
She surrendered her body to the pleasure, trying to forget the humiliation of her situation.
"Haah... mnh... please... look at... look at my filthy state...! Elven Master...! Please... tease me... as much as you want...!"
Trembling all over from the movement of her fingers and the voyeuristic thrill of the elf watching her, Luciel's sweet, seductive voice echoed throughout the room.
"Ah, ah, ahn...! Mnh... kyaaaah!"
As a wave of intense pleasure crashed over her, Luciel shook her head wildly. Her beautiful silver hair danced in the air as she panted lewdly. Her reason was rapidly fading.
The movements of her fingertips grew more frantic. As her translucent fluids flowed uncontrollably and her finger vigorously slipped in and out of her vagina, the watching elf stroked his own shaft faster and faster.
Watching Luciel's obscene display with eyes burning red with lust, the elf felt his own desire swell beyond control.
"More! More vigorously! Act as if my cock is already inside you!"
"M-Master... I... I can't... any more... ahn...! I'm going to climax...! Just from... just from your gaze...!"
Her juices dripped down her thighs and onto the floor. Luciel was rushing toward a dizzying climax by her own hand. Her pale skin quivered. Faint, ragged gasps escaped her lips, sounding as if they might break at any moment. Yielding to the pleasure, Luciel basked in the elf's gaze.
Just as she was about to reach the absolute peak of her climax, the elf's sharp voice ruthlessly cut through Luciel's sweet moans.
"Stop! That's enough! I won't let you have all the fun to yourself! It's time for the real thing, isn't it? I assume you're ready to take me?"
Unable to hold back any longer, the elf grabbed his fully erect, throbbing shaft and urged Luciel onto the bed. His eyes were like those of a starving beast.
The cold moonlight filtering through the slightly open window cast an intimate glow on Luciel's naked body as she moved toward the bed. Within the elf's heart, the suppressed flames of lust flared up with an even more violent intensity.
Collapsing onto the bed, Luciel spread her legs wide, exposing her glistening, soaking wet pussy to the elf. She had to spread her thighs wider than usual to accommodate his short stature.
Her juices flowed like a river from her self-pleasuring. Already uncontrollably aroused, she was practically out of her mind. Only the primal urge to take the elf's hot cock as quickly as possible dominated her entire being.
"Hurry... please put it in... please take me, elven Master...!"
Her voice was coquettish and desperate. As if responding to her plea, the cock twitching between the elf's thighs grew even harder and hotter.
"Hmph, don't be in such a rush, you slut. The best things must be savored. I've never seen a bitch as impatient as you!"
The elf deliberately took his time, standing before Luciel's spread legs. As his small body stood between her thighs, a strange sense of intimidation washed over her. He was trying to dominate her.
And when the elf's hot, hard shaft finally brushed against her wet entrance, a gasp of anticipation and ecstasy escaped Luciel's lips.
"Ahhh...! Finally...! The cock...!"
Yet, the elf did not penetrate her immediately. Instead, he merely pressed his tip against her soaking wet entrance, teasingly rocking his hips back and forth.
Due to his small size, the range of his movement was limited, but this subtle friction felt even more tantalizing. It was like dangling a sweet treat just out of reach.
"What's wrong? Is this not enough to satisfy you?"
"No...! Please... put it in... hurry...! I can't take it anymore! Elven Master!"
Teetering on the very edge of a climax, Luciel could no longer endure the teasing and began to beg. Her body writhed in agony.
But the elf only smirked cruelly, showing no intention of inserting himself. His eyes were as ruthless as a demon's.
"Hmm, I quite like that desperate look on your face. I think I'll admire it a bit longer."
He was clearly enjoying this moment, aiming to completely subjugate Luciel.
"Don't tease me...! Please... no more... I really can't bear it any longer!!"
The moment Luciel cried out in desperation, the elf stopped. He brought his face so close that she could feel his breath. His eyes held a mixture of playfulness and possessiveness.
"Now, tell me honestly. What is it you want most right now? Beg me for it!"
"T-That... Master's..."
As Luciel faltered, the elf began to move his hips once more.
His hot shaft slid smoothly yet relentlessly against her burning, drenched entrance and her highly sensitive, swollen clitoris.
Every single movement of his small body stimulated her entire nervous system.
"Ah... hng... please...! Now...!"
"Tonight, I will make you feel so good that you'll never forget it. I'll make you realize what an honor it is to be this elf's very first partner!"
"Your cock...! I want... I want your cock! Please put your grand, beautiful elven Master's cock inside me! Please! Ravish me!"
In her desperation, tears welled in Luciel's eyes as she pleaded. Her pride had already plummeted to the absolute bottom. Seeing this, the elf finally wore a satisfied expression.
Finally, his cock began to slowly but deeply slide into her pussy, which was glistening and completely drenched in her own fluids.
"You've waited long enough... you slut! Taste it to your heart's content! This is the power of a great elf! I will fill your gaping hole with what is mine!"
"Hyaaaaaah!"
As the elf's hot, hard shaft plunged deep into her vaginal canal all at once, Luciel arched her back, letting out a breathless scream of ecstasy. She had no strength left to resist the pleasure.
The elf grabbed her legs roughly, hoisting them high into the air, and began to thrust his hips ruthlessly.
It was a display of strength and stamina unimaginable for his small frame. Every time his body moved violently atop Luciel, the creaking of the bed echoed through the room.
"Haah! Ah, ah, ah, ahn...! Don't stop! Harder! Deeper! To think Master's small body could be this powerful!"
The elf's fierce thrusts turned her sensitive labia inside out, and the fluids pooling inside her overflowed under the sheer volume of pleasure, soaking the bedsheets.
Luciel's breasts, too voluptuous to fit into the elf's small hands, bounced wildly with his movements. Completely impaled by his shaft, Luciel shrieked in mindless ecstasy.
"Ah! Master! Right there! That feels so good!"
Having finally received the hot shaft she had long craved, her vaginal walls squirmed like a living, hot creature, wrapping tightly around his length and squeezing it fiercely.
"Ahn... hah... yes, ahn...! Yes... mnh... it's too good! I'm going crazy! I never knew this little elf could be so amazing!"
Overcome with excitement, the elf lolled his tongue out, drooling, and Luciel greedily swallowed it as if possessed. His greedy gaze swept over her body.
"More! Give me more! Dedicate everything you have to me!"
The elf pressed his lips to hers, frantically tangling their tongues, yet he never stopped moving his hips. He pounded into her so hard that Luciel's hips lifted off the bed. He was determined to dominate her completely.
"Ah... now... I can't... think of anything else... my mind is blank... because of Master's...!"
With her body already so highly aroused, the sudden, violent pounding made Luciel feel as if both her mind and body were melting into a flood of uncontrollable pleasure.
Panting lewdly in a state of trance, she acted utterly coquettish. Her willpower was gradually fading.
Her body naturally sought greater pleasure, her hips writhing obscenely on their own to take the elf's shaft even deeper.
"Haah... no more... I can't take any more... I... I'm going to cum... I... hyaaaaah!"
"Yes! I'll pour my seed deep inside your filthy pussy...! I can't hold back anymore either! Take this elf's very first release!"
Making no effort to hold back the intense urge to ejaculate, the elf poured his hot, thick seed deep into the innermost depths of Luciel's body. The vivid sensation of the scorching liquid flooding her womb like a tidal wave made Luciel shudder with pleasure.
"Ahhh... haaaah...! I came...! I came again...! Master's hot seed...!"
Luciel pressed her body flush against the elf, lowering her hips even further to catch every single drop of his hot semen.
Her pussy, already accustomed to the elf's hot seed, slickly swallowed his shaft once more, her soft labia wrapping tightly around him and squeezing hard. She seemed to have become completely his slave.
"Mnh... hng... yes... don't leave... do it more... I love Master's small body so much..."
Wrapping her arms naturally around the elf's neck, she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to his once more. She wanted every part of him.
The elf reached out, his hand gently stroking her damp hair before slowly tracing down her spine.
From the elf's fingertips lightly caressing her spine, a sweet, trembling pleasure surged through Luciel's entire body once again. He was controlling her completely.
"Mnh... hng... ahn..."
Letting out a sweet whimper from her nose at the unbearable pleasure, Luciel began to slowly move her hips on her own this time.
Lifting her hips high enough that his shaft almost slipped out, she shuddered at the thick friction of their flesh rubbing together before dropping her hips back down.
Moving her hips in a lewd rhythm, Luciel slowly trailed her lips from the elf's mouth to his chin, his neck, and then his shoulder, tasting his flesh.
She wanted to kiss every corner of his small body. Rather than seeking her own pleasure, her movements seemed aimed at serving and satisfying the elf with her entire being.
"Ah... mnh... hyaaaah...! It feels so good! Don't stop! Everything about Master!"
Her hips, which had been moving in a gentle, steady rhythm, gradually began to shift, steadily increasing in speed.
Clinging tightly to the elf's body for support, Luciel ground her hips even more obscenely, sucking his shaft deeper inside her.
"M-Master... I... I can't... any more... ahn...! I'm going to cum...! Master's small body is driving me crazy!"
The meaning of her words was unmistakable. The elf realized it too, and matching Luciel's active movements, he began to thrust up powerfully from below.
The recoil generated by his small body shook the bed even more violently.
"Ah, ah, ahhh! Yes... it's amazing...! Ah, ahn... hah...! I'm going again! Because of this little elf!"
In sync with Luciel's rhythmically moving body, her beautiful silver hair danced in the air like waves rising on water.
"Haaah... haaah... mnh... hng...! Don't stop! I want to stay like this forever!"
Even as she experienced a light climax, her body demanded an even greater, more intense release. Luciel's slender frame moved relentlessly, her vagina contracting tightly to stimulate the elf's shaft.
Unlike the elf, who had already ejaculated twice, Luciel's uncontrollably burning body easily reached another intense climax.
Wrapping her arms tightly around the elf's neck to pull him closer, her slender shoulders trembling, Luciel came once more. Her body was no longer her own. It felt as though she had become the property of this small elf.
"Master's cock is the best! Ahhh...! I came again! Thanks to this little elf!"
Luciel's hips quivered as if spasming, and sweet whimpers slipped out continuously alongside her ragged breathing.
"Ugh... you... you wicked bitch...! To make me like this! I'm not done yet...! Not even close! This elf's stamina is limitless!"
The elf wanted to feel this pleasure more and more. Although the urge to ejaculate was already surging powerfully from his lower abdomen, his prior releases allowed him to endure Luciel's fierce, tight squeezing to some extent.
Pushing Luciel—who was panting heavily in the afterglow of her climax—down onto the bed, the elf grabbed her ankles and forced her onto her hands and knees.
Even with his small hands, Luciel's ankles were easily held. Wrapping one arm around her waist to lift her completely limp hips, the elf roughly penetrated her from behind once more.
"Ahn...! It hurts! But... I love it! Even Master's rough way!"
Just from his hot shaft plunging back inside her so vigorously, Luciel, whose body was already hyper-sensitive, felt a wave of pleasure again. She was submitting to his every whim.
The elf hammered his hips ruthlessly, the wet, squelching sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoing through the room as he roughly ravaged her pussy. It was a destructive movement generated by his small body.
"Haaah...! I... I feel it again...! Please... gently... no, harder! Hah... hah... hah...! Master, you're going to kill me!"
Helplessly toyed with by the relentless waves of climax, Luciel cried out, gripping the bedsheets so hard her knuckles turned white. She was completely consumed by pleasure.
Under the fierce friction, the elf finally reached his limit, his thrusts driving even harder against the very back of her vaginal canal.
"You're the best...! You really are the best! To satisfy this elf so completely! Your hole belongs to me!"
Beads of sweat rolled down Luciel's smooth back, dripping down the cleft of her buttocks. The elf finally let out a beastly roar, completely releasing the hot, surging ejaculation inside her. His small body quivered as if squeezing out his last drop of strength. He believed he had completely possessed her.
"Y-Yes... M-Master... hyuuung! Me too... I'm going again! Everything of Master's inside me...!"
Once again, the elf's hot, thick semen flooded from the depths of her vagina into her womb like a waterfall.
Swept away by the waves of climax from that vivid sensation alone, Luciel reached peak after peak, completely losing herself.
Her body was no longer her own. It felt as though she had become the property of this small elf.
As if giving up on everything, she went completely limp in the elf's embrace.
