Chapter 18. The Shock of a Foursome and I-seo's Betrayal
The Shock of a Foursome and I-seo's Betrayal
"Oh my god..."
"Count! How could you do this here? You're putting Maria in such an awkward position! Have you no shame?"
Ella scolded the Count as if reprimanding him. But he responded shamelessly.
"Maria was the one who wanted it. She begged me to do it here."
"What?! N-no, I never— Ughhk!"
Maria tried to deny it, but when Lucian thrust deep into her opposite spot, grinding against her G-spot, a scream tore out of her first.
Her face flushed red with humiliation, but her eyes were already glazed over with pleasure. Even to the inexperienced I-seo, it was obvious—Maria was clearly enjoying it.
"You two, come here."
Without stopping his movements, Lucian reached out with both hands and grabbed Ella and I-seo by their arms, pulling them to stand on either side of him.
"Now, get ready."
He shoved his hands under their skirts and roughly yanked their panties down.
"Ahh! What are you doing now?!"
Ella pretended to resist, but her legs had already parted. I-seo, on the other hand, gave up resisting and accepted the Count's touch.
Lucian's middle fingers plunged into both women's pussies at the same time.
"Haaahh!"
It was a spectacle.
The Count, fucking Maria's ass in the middle while simultaneously fingering Ella and I-seo's pussies with both hands.
"Wow..."
Nancy let out a genuine gasp of admiration.
"This is a full-on foursome!"
Sophia, hiding behind a pillar, felt her mind go blank. Just yesterday, she had nearly fainted hearing about a threesome—and now, right before her eyes, a foursome was unfolding. The mere thought of being sandwiched between them sent a jolt through her lower belly, soaking her panties.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
As the Count's piston-like thrusts sped up, so did the movements of his fingers. He played Ella and I-seo's G-spots like instruments, scraping them in perfect rhythm.
Squelch! Squelch!
Love juices sprayed out of I-seo and Ella's pussies like fountains.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
The synchronized moans of Ella and I-seo filled the air.
I-seo's legs gave out, but the Count's fingers hooked into her vaginal walls, refusing to let her collapse.
"Aah! Ughh! Ahh-hhk!!"
Maria's trembling moans spilled out like a song.
All three women screamed in unison as their climaxes approached.
"Guh!"
Splurt!
The Count's hips stilled, and a torrent of hot semen gushed deep into Maria's rectum like a waterfall.
"Ah...!"
Maria let out a sharp cry as the sensation of hot liquid filling her insides overwhelmed her, and she collapsed forward.
At the same time, Ella and I-seo on either side also reached their peaks, collapsing onto the floor and leaving behind puddles of their own juices.
The living room floor was a mess—saliva, love juices, and semen strewn everywhere.
Lucian steadied his breathing, not even bothering to adjust his pants before turning around.
Then, he crooked a finger at Ari, who stood frozen in place.
"Come here."
Ari hesitantly approached, and the Count grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to her knees in front of his groin.
His cock, still glistening with a mix of semen and juices from Maria's ass, was shoved right in front of Ari's nose.
"Clean it up with your mouth."
"..."
Ari hesitated for a moment. This was the same thing that had just been inside her sister's ass.
But the Count's domineering gaze and the musky scent assaulting her nostrils overpowered her reason.
"Ahh."
She opened her mouth wide and swallowed his cock whole.
Slurp, slurp.
Like a girl learning fellatio for the first time—yet greedily—she licked the shaft and sucked on the tip, determined to swallow every last drop of his remaining seed.
"Good girl."
The Count stroked Ari's head as she serviced him, then whispered low in her ear.
"Clean it well. Next time, it'll be your ass."
"Hngg..."
Those words were nothing short of a reward.
Ari trembled with his cock still in her mouth, her thighs already slick with anticipation.
Nancy and Sophia, watching the scene, could only blink in stunned silence.
Maria, Ella, and even I-seo—three maids tangled beneath the overwhelming lust of Lucian. The frenzy of the morning had passed.
I-seo adjusted her maid uniform, wiping away the cooling remnants of pleasure before lying down on her bed.
'Dangerous... This man.'
Lucian's sexual depravity and eccentricities went far beyond what could be dismissed as mere mana overload. Anal penetration, group sex, unrestrained acts regardless of time or place—his desires knew no bounds and only continued to evolve.
If this continued, she too would fall—just like Maria and Ari—reduced to nothing more than a pleasure-drunk bitch licking her master's feet.
'I can't let my emotions control me. I am Celis' eyes.'
She steeled her wavering heart. If she didn't act now, she might never get another chance.
From a hidden corner of her room, I-seo retrieved a thin piece of parchment.
With elegant strokes, she began writing down her observations about Lucian in cipher.
[Subject of Observation: Lucian von Eckhart]
I-seo rolled up the parchment.
Biting her lip, she summoned a flicker of mana at her fingertips.
Transmission.
The parchment was engulfed in blue flames, turning to ash in an instant. The smoke dissipated through the window, drifting eastward.
This information would soon reach Belial through Celis.
"Forgive me, Master."
I-seo murmured the words into the empty air.
It was both an apology for her betrayal and a sorrowful soliloquy from a woman who sensed the coming storm.
The storm-like morning passed, giving way to a languid afternoon.
The maids' lounge, usually buzzing with chatter, was oddly thick with a sticky, lethargic atmosphere today.
"Ughh..."
Maria gingerly perched on a cushion, wincing as she sat.
"Sis, you okay? Still hurting?"
Nancy asked with a teasing grin, her eyes more curious and voyeuristic than concerned.
"Don't even ask. It still stings so much I can barely sit. The Count's... thing is just too big."
Maria grumbled, but a flush crept up her cheeks regardless.
She had always felt a strange sense of exclusion, being the only one left out of anal play—until today. Being taken in the most humiliating way possible, right in the middle of the living room in front of everyone, finally made her feel like she had become the Count's true bitch.
"Still, I'm jealous. The Count adores your ass so much... Ella and I-seo were just side dishes."
Ella, whose words and actions often didn't match, sipped her tea casually.
Her thighs ached too. The Count's finger techniques had been so relentless that she could still feel her inner walls twitching.
"Side dishes? You two were so wet it was practically a flood. Especially you, I-seo."
Nancy poked I-seo, who flinched and stammered.
"I-I... His fingers were just too fast..."
I-seo ducked her head, face burning. It hadn't even been long since she lost her virginity, and now she was being pleasured in front of everyone. She should have been ashamed—but strangely, the places the Count had touched still burned, and she didn't entirely hate it.
Sophia, sitting in the corner, swallowed dryly as she listened.
'This place... defies all common sense.'
Her once-pristine life as a priestess now felt like a distant memory.
"Um... Aren't you all embarrassed?"
Sophia ventured cautiously.
"Someone could've seen... doing that in such a place..."
"Of course we are."
Ari answered, hugging her knees with her chin resting on them.
"But you'll understand soon, Lady Sophia. In front of the Count, that shame... becomes the best seasoning."
"Seasoning...?"
"That feeling like you'll die from humiliation, but your body only grows hotter and wetter... Didn't you see Maria's face earlier? She kept saying no, but her ass was clenching around his cock, refusing to let go."
"Hey, Ari!"
Maria threw a cushion at her, face scarlet, but Ari dodged with a giggle.
"I want my turn soon too. The Count said I did a good job cleaning him and that next time it'll be me..."
Ari licked her lips, recalling the taste of the Count's cum—metallic yet thick.
To the maids of this estate, anal sex and public exposure were no longer sources of shame but badges of honor, measures of their standing in the Count's favor.
Just then—
Knock knock.
An elderly butler entered, carrying a silver tray. The maids' lewd chatter cut off instantly.
"Lady Maria, an urgent letter has arrived for the Count. He asked you to review it before passing it to him."
"A letter? From whom?"
Maria stood awkwardly and took the envelope.
The moment she saw the seal, the color drained from her face.
"T-this is... the crest of House Richard..."
Ella, the former noble, confirmed it.
"House Richard? You don't mean—?"
House Richard—the family of Count Lucian's fiancée, Rachel.
With trembling hands, Maria opened the letter.
[To the Esteemed Count Lucian]
I hope this letter finds you well. It is I, your fiancée Rachel.
With spring approaching, I wish to visit your estate and thus pen this letter.
I expect to arrive two days after this letter reaches you.
My heart races at the thought of seeing you again after so long. I pray you will welcome me warmly.
[Yours, Rachel]
"Lady Rachel arrives in two days!"
Maria's unusually loud exclamation sent a chill through the lounge.
"Wait, his fiancée? Why is she coming all of a sudden?"
Ari's face fell.
A fiancée. That was an existence on an entirely different level from "maids," "slaves," or even "fallen nobles" and "retired priestesses."
The future lady of the house. His legal wife.
If she came, the debauched, free-spirited order of this harem would undoubtedly crumble.
"This is bad. Lady Rachel is known for being strict, isn't she?"
Nancy muttered worriedly.
"If she finds out about our relationship with the Count? We'll all be kicked out, won't we?"
Ella's expression darkened. As a former noble herself, she knew exactly how wives dealt with mistresses and maids. A jealous wife could make them disappear without a trace.
"W-what do we do...?"
Sophia was equally anxious. If it came out that she had abandoned her position as a priestess to become Lucian's woman, the entire kingdom would be in an uproar. For someone in hiding, the fiancée's visit was nothing short of a disaster.
"Everyone, stay calm!"
Maria forced a stern tone, trying to regain control.
"First, we prepare to receive Lady Rachel. And while she's here... we must behave as properly, ordinary maids. Understood? Especially you, Ella and I-seo—no sticking too close to the Count!"
The maids nodded, but their unease remained.
The competition for the Count's favor would have to be set aside. Now, it was about survival—and preserving this paradise of pleasure.
But what they didn't know was this:
The man they served, Count Lucian, was not the type to behave just because his fiancée was coming.
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