Chapter 3. The New Maid Ari's First Experience (1)
The New Maid Ari's First Experience (1)
Ari recalled yesterday's events in response to I-seo's concerned question.
The truth was, what I-seo had witnessed wasn't just a forced penetration without foreplay.
"Hng, so heavy..."
In Count Lucian's office.
The new maid Ari was grunting as she shelved thick magic tomes onto the bookcase.
Standing on tiptoe to push books onto the higher shelves made her tight maid skirt stretch taut, revealing the full, curvaceous outline of her buttocks in vivid detail.
Her petite frame boasted a perfect slender figure without an ounce of excess fat.
The vibrant texture of her hair contrasted with her pale white skin, exuding a peculiar sensuality.
Then—
Creeeak—
The heavy oak door opened, letting a wave of cold air rush into the office.
"Ah, my lord!"
Ari startled so badly she nearly dropped the book.
The man standing at the door—Count Lucian von Eckhart.
A sharp nose and cold eyes. Just as the rumors said, he was a strikingly handsome man with an icy demeanor. With his usual indifferent expression, he approached while loosening his shirt collar.
"Were you cleaning?"
"Y-yes! My sister... I mean, Head Maid Maria told me to tidy up here..."
Ari hunched her shoulders nervously.
Her sister Maria had sternly warned her, "You're not ready yet," and told her to avoid the Count for a while.
But the moment she saw the Count up close, Ari's heart began pounding—not from fear, but something else entirely.
Lucian's gaze slowly traveled up from Ari's toes.
Her pale ankles, smooth calves, and then stopping at her slender waist. His eyes narrowed.
"Your name... is Ari?"
"Ah, yes, I'm Ari."
"Ari."
Lucian murmured her name softly, stepping so close she could feel his breath.
As the man's heated scent washed over her, Ari inhaled sharply. Instinct screamed at her to run, but an inexplicable urge clashed with it—she wanted to breathe in more of his rich musk and crisp winter fragrance.
"Eeep!"
It happened in an instant.
Lucian's large hand wrapped around Ari's waist and shoved her against the bookshelf.
Thud! Books rained down behind her as they collided.
"M-my lord! You shouldn't—!"
"Stay still."
A low, commanding voice.
With one hand, Lucian pinned both her wrists above her head—a swift, precise restraint, as if hunting prey.
"Red hair and white skin..."
His thumb trailed down her jawline before pressing against her lips.
"So you're Maria's little sister. Both of you just happen to be exactly my type."
"W-wait, please...!"
Ari squirmed, but against the grip of a knight like Lucian, her struggles were as futile as a newborn fawn's. If anything, her resistance only stoked his sadistic instincts.
Lucian smirked darkly, pressing his lips close to her ear. Then he whispered words she would never forget:
"I'm going inside you, Ari."
"!!"
A blunt, vulgar declaration.
Ari's face burned crimson.
But Lucian didn't wait for a response.
At the same time, a large, rough hand plunged unceremoniously beneath her skirt.
"Eek!"
As Ari flinched,
"No need to worry about being unprepared."
Lucian bit the nape of her neck.
"Once my cock's inside, you'll be clinging to me in tears anyway."
"N-no, please...!"
Ari's pleading scream dissipated into empty air.
Lucian effortlessly ignored her resistance.
Crouching down, he roughly hiked up her maid skirt above her waist.
Then, with a swift motion, he dragged down her last line of defense—the white lace panties—all the way to her ankles.
Sliiide—
"M-my lord..."
"Hold your skirt."
Ari desperately clutched the hem with one hand while covering her thighs with the other, but Lucian easily brushed it aside.
Her ears burned with shame as she weakly covered her mouth with trembling fingers.
Her flawless, jade-white thighs were now fully exposed.
And between them—the secret garden she had tried so hard to conceal—was laid bare before the Count's eyes.
"Hng..."
It was a place untouched by anyone.
A soft patch of light-colored down covered her mound, exuding youthful innocence.
Below, her plump labia majora looked as white and supple as freshly steamed rice cakes.
The tightly closed flesh gradually parted as her legs spread, revealing the shy pink petals of her labia minora.
A pristine, translucent pink untouched by pigmentation.
Like layers of freshly bloomed cherry blossoms, so delicate they might burst at the slightest touch.
"Huu..."
As the cold air brushed against them, the thin wings of her labia minora quivered like living creatures.
Despite her tension, her vaginal entrance already glistened with clear dew-like arousal, making the pink petals shimmer.
"To think you were hiding such a pretty color..."
Lucian's crimson eyes gleamed with greed.
A sadistic urge seized him—to crush these pure, beautiful petals with his rough heat and stain the depths inside a deep red.
His fingers descended upon the trembling pink flesh.
"Beautiful."
"Aah... Don't... look so closely... It's embarrassing... Nngh!"
Blushing furiously, Ari twisted her body in an attempt to escape.
But Lucian gripped her hips harder, completely immobilizing her.
Then he fixed her legs in a slightly spread position while standing.
Undeterred, Lucian used his thumb to part her folds, rubbing them open.
Between the plump labia majora, her tightly closed pink labia minora quivered like flower buds.
An entrance far narrower and tighter than her sister Maria's. Inside, the faint outline of an unused membrane was barely visible.
"My, my."
A dark smile curled Lucian's lips.
"How have you kept it so pristine? Almost as if you prepared it just for me."
"N-no, I just... like to stay clean... Eek!"
Before she could finish,
Lucian leaned in and exhaled a hot breath directly into her parted slit.
"Ah! My lord, I need to wash first... Sob..."
"Don't worry. My [Clean] magic already took care of it."
Lucian whispered huskily, flicking out his tongue.
"Everywhere. Even your back hole."
"Huh? Back ho— Eeek?!"
Squelch.
A hot, rough tongue plunged into her labia minora without warning.
"Hyuuk!"
Ari's body jerked as if electrocuted.
Lucian's tongue was rough yet precise. First, he licked apart the delicate folds of her labia minora.
The hidden clitoris emerged—a shy pink nub, untouched and inexperienced.
Lucian sealed his lips around it and rolled the stiffening bud with his tongue.
Schlick. Slurp. Smack!
"Aah, ahhn! There, it feels weird...!!"
"Responsive, aren't you?"
Lucian flicked her clit with his tongue before sucking hard, like a vacuum.
"Ngh, ah....."
Ari's thighs convulsed, squeezing his head.
Undeterred, he slid his tongue downward.
Lick. Schluurp.
After circling her entrance, his tongue finally pushed into the impossibly tight hole.
Pointed and relentless, it licked apart each folded ridge inside.
"Hyuuk! Y-your tongue... there...!"
Lucian swirled his tongue like a kiss, scraping against her inner walls.
Slurp. Schlick. Schluurp.
"Ahh, ah, ahh"
Squelch—
Then he thrust deep, spearing his tongue as far as it would go.
Right up against her taut hymen.
Lucian pressed and licked at the thin membrane, savoring its resistance.
"Ah! Ah! There! Something's... pressing...! Nghh...!"
Each time his tongue touched her hymen, Ari clutched his shoulders like she'd been electrocuted, nails digging in.
Lucian's nose and mouth glistened with the transparent arousal spilling from her.
He lapped up every drop, indulging in her most intimate scent and taste.
Schluurp. Schlick. Smack! Smack! Schluuup!
"Ahh, ngh, aah"
The lewd sounds filled the office. Ari's legs dangled helplessly in the air as his face remained buried between her thighs.
"Haa..."
After a long while, Lucian finally lifted his head.
His lips glistened with her fluids as he licked them with satisfaction.
Ari, already having climaxed once, trembled with dazed eyes, breathing heavily.
"Quite sensitive for a virgin, aren't you? Coming just from my tongue."
"Sob... No more... please..."
Ari pleaded, but Lucian only smirked darkly as he undid his pants.
"Eeek!!"
The massive erection that sprang free could only be described as a weapon. Ari's pupils dilated with terror at its size.
"'No more'? We're just getting started."
Lucian laid Ari on the desk, lifting her pale ankles onto his shoulders.
Between her spread legs—thanks to his earlier ministrations—her pink pussy glistened with slick arousal.
But it looked far too small and tight to take his thick, veined cock.
"M-my lord! I-it's... too big... I can't... It'll tear...!"
Ari tried to scoot back in fear, but Lucian firmly gripped her hips.
"That's the point."
Lucian showed no mercy.
Pulling her waist toward him, he aligned the tip of his glans directly with her tight entrance.
As the slick head pressed inward, Ari's entire body trembled in instinctive resistance.
But Lucian put his weight into it and thrust upward in one motion.
Squelch—!!
"Kyaaaaah!!"
A scream tore from her as her taut hymen ruptured brutally.
This wasn't just penetration. It was an overwhelming invasion—a massive pillar forcibly widening her narrow passage, displacing flesh and mucosa as it drove in to the hilt.
Schluck. Thud!
The tip reached the deepest part of her, pressing against her cervix.
The unbearable pain and the heavy fullness in her belly made Ari's head fall back, tears streaming uncontrollably.
"Ahh... sob, sob..."
Lucian paused for a moment.
"Hah, hah..."
His breathing grew ragged. Ari's inner walls were beyond imagination.
Like hundreds of tiny lips, the ridged folds enveloped his cock tightly, squeezing without gaps.
The virgin's tightness and scorching heat threatened to melt him. He could feel every throbbing vein through her walls.
"I-it hurts... so much, my lord..."
Tears streamed down Ari's face. The crushing weight in her lower belly, the discomfort of her insides being pushed up—pain dominated her senses.
"Shh. Relax. It'll hurt less."
Lucian kissed her sweaty forehead before slowly pulling back.
Schlllk.
Like breaking a vacuum, her red inner walls clung to his glans with a wet, sticky sound.
"Hah..."
As Ari gasped, Lucian pushed back in with the same slow, deliberate force.
Squelch. Schluck. Schlllk.
"Ahhk! Nghh..."
What had been pure agony in her lower belly now bloomed into something strange.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
"Ngh, ahh, hyuk, sob"
Each time the Count's massive length scraped against her inner ridges, Ari's toes curled involuntarily.
The pain gradually morphed into a strange, heavy friction. The pounding against her cervix transformed into paralyzing pleasure.