Chapter 22. The Maids' Gossip - The Count Can't Be Stopped
The Maids' Gossip - The Count Can't Be Stopped
Morning, at the castle gates.
The maids and Sophia lined up to bid farewell to Rachel, who was returning to her territory after an extended stay.
"I'm grateful for your hospitality."
The sharp, cold edge she once carried was nowhere to be seen. Instead, her emerald eyes held a strange languidness and warmth.
"Take care on your journey, my lady."
When Sophia hesitantly smiled and bowed sincerely, Rachel looked back at her with an expression unlike before.
Before boarding the carriage, Rachel turned and said,
"Please take good care of the Count."
As Rachel's carriage disappeared into the distance, the maids sighed in relief—and sensed something peculiar in the air.
"Don't you think the lady seems... embraced by the Count?"
"Her expression is completely different from usual. A woman truly blooms when she's loved."
The maids' gossip session had begun.
Today's topic? Undoubtedly, the Count's eccentricities.
"Don't you think the Count has been acting really strange lately?"
Nancy kicked off the conversation, and I-seo, who had been folding laundry, paused to touch her lips.
"I was cleaning the halls this morning when he suddenly grabbed me and told me to stick out my tongue..."
It was unusual for the normally quiet I-seo to speak up first.
"Your tongue?"
"Yes. I thought he wanted to kiss me, so I closed my eyes and stuck it out... but then—ugh—he just kept sucking on it like a lollipop."
Her face flushed as she continued.
"He pulled it all the way out, then lightly bit the tip... and later, he licked under my tongue too. My mouth was dripping with saliva, but he wouldn't stop. Then he just said, 'Hmm, this'll do for today's snack,' and walked away."
"What in the world?!"
"But then after lunch, he came back, made me take off my top, and raised my arms—"
"Oh, the Count's armpit-sucking time?"
Ari chimed in knowingly.
"I-seo, do all Eastern women have armpits like this? No smell, no hair—just perfect. Cool and sweet. I could suck on these all day."
I-seo mimicked the Count's voice, sending the maids into fits of laughter. Who knew she could be so playful?
"He spent over ten minutes just sucking on both sides, then said, 'Hmm, perfect dessert after lunch,' and left. He did help me dress again, but my armpits were so wet I had to run straight to the baths."
Sophia timidly raised her hand.
"I... had something similar happen."
"You too, Lady Sophia?"
"Yes. I was eating alone during mealtime when... the Count suddenly crawled under the table and spread my legs."
Sophia covered her cheeks with both hands as she recalled the moment.
"While I was eating salad with a fork above the table, he was eating me like a salad underneath. His tongue went so deep, swirling around... and then he started pressing inside with his fingers until—I knocked over my plate!"
"So? Did he finish?"
"N-No! When I started trembling from the edge, he just said, 'The main course is for later,' and left. Without even putting my panties back on..."
Maria smiled fondly at Sophia's confession. The once-saintly priestess now joining in their lewd banter was oddly endearing.
"See? His perverted side's been showing more and more lately."
Nancy slapped her knee and jumped in.
"Mine was during office cleaning. The Count was reviewing documents when he suddenly told me to climb onto the desk and bend over. Then he hiked up my skirt, pulled down my panties, and said, 'Spread yourself.'"
"Goodness, not the back door again?"
"No! He wanted me to spread there. So I did. But he didn't even enter! I had to hold myself open with my hands while he just... stamped documents right in front of me!"
Nancy clicked her tongue in disbelief.
"Every now and then, he'd glance up, stare at my spread-open folds, and mutter, 'Hmm, the color's deeper today. The way it twitches is cute.' I had to stand there like a naked statue for ten minutes! My butt nearly cramped from shame."
"That's just tasteless."
Ella shook her head, though she looked secretly relieved.
"For me, it was putting stockings on and off in the bedroom. He kept saying my legs were beautiful, then licked and sucked every inch—from between my toes to my soles, calves, and thighs."
Ella lifted her smooth leg proudly.
"He kept praising me—'Victoria, your legs are art'—so it felt nice, but... in the end, he just jerked off onto my feet and left."
Then Maria, who had been quietly listening, let out a heavy sigh.
"You girls have it easy. Me? Sigh."
"Sis? What did he do to you?"
All eyes turned to Maria. She fiddled with her apron strings before speaking.
"I was cooking stew in the kitchen when the Count came in, stripped me topless, and left me in just my apron."
"Naked apron?!"
"Yeah. Then he started kneading my chest, saying, 'Maria, as head maid, you must lactate well, right?'"
Maria's face burned red.
"He pinched and twisted my nipples, saying, 'I'll milk you dry.' It hurt but also felt too good... Then he flipped the apron over my shoulders, pressed my breasts together, and started thrusting between them."
"Paizuri!"
"Yeah... I could feel him moving under my chin when he ordered, 'Maria, you're my cow. Moo for me.'"
"Pfft—!"
"Don't laugh! I had to moo 'Moo~' just to survive! He came all over my cleavage and face, said 'Good milk,' and left. I just sat there in a daze while the stew burned..."
The maids burst into laughter at Maria's 'cow play' confession.
"The Count really can't be stopped."
"But he's getting better, don't you think? The way he cherishes every little part of us."
The Count's bizarre tastes were no longer a source of fear—just lively gossip and daily amusement.
Truthfully, after sending Rachel away, the Count had begun feeling guilty toward the women of the castle.
Even if it was for survival...
So he was testing how long he could last with just foreplay and simulated acts—no rough penetration.
(Though he was enjoying himself.)
The next day.
A new maid arrived.
Though she was hired as a regular maid without the Count's interview, Head Maid Maria specially brought her to the Retainer Maids' gossip circle.
"Hello, I'm Riri. Please take care of me."
Just turned twenty, Riri was petite with large, round eyes—like a baby squirrel from the forest.
Hearing she became a maid due to family hardships, the experienced maids' maternal instincts flared.
"Oh my, you're adorable! Have you eaten?"
"Come here, Riri. I'll show you the ropes."
Though not much younger, the maids doted on her like a little sister.
She was just that cute.
But beneath their affection, a shared unease settled in their hearts.
'If the Count ever lays eyes on her...'
The thought of his massive, savage thing entering her tiny body—
'Let's protect her, no matter what.'
The maids exchanged silent glances.
It was protective instinct—but also a desire to keep her innocence close, a contrast to their own tainted lives.
And perhaps...
A subconscious maternal urge, stirred by the thought, 'I want the Count's child.'
But they overlooked one thing:
Count Lucian had a talent for tormenting—and reducing to tears—anything small and cute.
Ari suddenly remembered her first day at the castle.
During the final interview, she and other candidates stood naked in a room. Covering herself in shame, she flinched when a tall, cold-faced man with red eyes entered—Count Lucian.


Without a word, he scrutinized her naked body. Eyes, nose, lips, pale skin.

Then he forcibly pulled her hands away.
"Ah!"

Her chest hit the cold air. The Count grabbed one breast, making her cry out. Face burning, she trembled as an unfamiliar,

shameful
heat spread through her—nothing like a doctor's exam.

He toyed with her nipple before murmuring,
"Pretty."
The praise only reddened her further.

Then he crouched, spread her labia, and examined her hymen.

"Perfect."
With that single word, he left.
In that moment, Ari should

have felt humiliated—
But her body burned at his praise.

She had fallen for his cold, sculpted beauty at first sight.
Now, watching Riri, Ari was relieved the girl hadn't suffered the same shame.


[Images: A series of illustrations depicting the maids gossiping, the Count's eccentric behaviors, and flashbacks to Ari's first encounter with him.]