An Unscheduled Indulgence
After finishing our meal, I brought Carmel back to her cell. No matter how much I despised having my plans interrupted, I had no intention of halting her week of degradation. Tomorrow, our delightful torment would resume.
"Well then, Mother, sleep well. I hope today provided you with sufficient rest."
"What?"
"Pardon?"
I tilted my head, genuinely puzzled by Carmel's reaction. Was there anything in my words to warrant such confusion?
"Y-You're just telling me to sleep?"
"Yes...? Don't tell me you were hoping for a goodnight kiss?"
Carmel neither confirmed nor denied it. She simply stared at me before quickly averting her gaze. I walked over and sat down beside her on the cot.
"Mother..."
My voice was sweet and sultry, laced with hot breath. I could see the switch in Carmel's body flip instantly. Placing my hand on her thigh, I stared straight into her eyes as she tried to look away.
"Fufu, were you really expecting me to do something to you? Giving up your only day of rest... You really are diligent, Mother."
"H-Hoping...! It's nothing like that...! I-I was just... j-just checking..."
"In that case, shall I check as well?"
I slid my hand from her thigh down between her legs. Just touching the entrance made it abundantly clear. Carmel's pussy was already soaking wet. I held up my hand, showing her the sticky fluids coating my fingers. A thick, viscous thread of moisture stretched between them.
"My check reveals that your pussy says otherwise. Were you thinking dirty thoughts the entire time we were eating?"
"T-That's... because you kept touching me...!"
She didn't deny having dirty thoughts. While I had enjoyed the sensation of touching her, I had also been distracted, trying to monitor the activation of Mistylia. However, to Carmel, it seemed my touch had felt like a promise of something far more depraved to follow our meal.
"Indeed. It would certainly be bad manners to touch you like that and not finish the job. But since today is the day I promised you your freedom, I won't force you."
"T-Then...?"
"Tell me. What is it that you want, Mother?"
"A-As if I'd want anything! I-I told you, I was just checking...!"
So she couldn't bring herself to say it. I smiled brightly and stood up.
"In that case, you can rest easy. I truly intended to give you a break today. Get plenty of sleep for tomorrow."
"Ngh..."
Her face suddenly grew desperate. The moment I turned to leave, Carmel grabbed my sleeve.
"W-Wait..."
"Yes?"
"W-What you said earlier... I'd like... at least a goodnight kiss..."
This seemed to be the absolute limit of Carmel's pride. The hand clutching my sleeve was burning hot. Feigning composure, I returned to the bed.
"Very well, Mother. A goodnight kiss is hardly unusual between a mother and daughter. Open your mouth."
Though the roles of mother and daughter were completely reversed compared to a normal goodnight kiss. Carmel obediently parted her lips. I pressed my lips to hers. Of course, this was no innocent mother-daughter kiss. It was far richer, stickier, and thoroughly obscene. My tongue swept through her mouth, exploring every corner. Every time our tongues clashed, a jolt of electricity shot through my mind. The dazed look in Carmel's eyes as she stared up at me only fueled my arousal further.
"Haaah..."
When I finally broke the kiss and pulled away, Carmel was panting heavily, her face flushed crimson. She looked completely melted.
"Fufu, are you satisfied now?"
I made a show of standing up as if I had no lingering desires. But as expected, Carmel's hand shot out desperately to grab mine.
"W-Wait, Sera..."
"Yes?"
"A-Actually... I want you... to do more..."
Not just her face, but Carmel's entire body was flushed. It seemed that with just a kiss, her body was already perfectly primed for pleasure. Suppressing the urge to cheer inwardly, I spoke.
"Hmm. By 'more', what exactly do you mean?"
"Y-You know... ngh... what you want to do..."
"Me? I only wish for you to rest comfortably today, Mother. If you want something more than that, you'll have to state it clearly."
My resolve not to give her what she wanted until she begged for it must have been clear. Carmel bit her lip in frustration and spoke.
"Y-You know I mean dirty things...! T-Touch my body... and make me come...!"
"If you mean dirty things, do you mean something like this?"
I pinched Carmel's swollen nipple between two fingers. Applying light pressure, I rolled it back and forth.
"Haaahn...!"
Carmel's body, starving for pleasure, writhed sinfully. I slid my other hand down to her buttocks.
"Or perhaps this?"
I had touched her to my heart's content during dinner, but this was a sensation that never grew old. Sinking my fingers deep into her soft flesh, I squeezed firmly.
"Hieup, aaah... ngh..."
Her reaction was completely different from before. It was obvious she was feeling pure pleasure. Moving my hand between her legs, I spoke.
"Or is it this place after all? Your pussy... which has been wet this entire time."
Two of my fingers brushed against her pussy. However, I merely rested them against her slit. In that position, I began to gently rub my fingers up and down.
"N-Ngh... ah...!"
Her juices continued to spill out, soaking the sheets. Even this simple movement must have been giving her immense pleasure. But it was nowhere near enough. Finally, Carmel declared her surrender.
"I-I get it... ngh... I'll say it... P-Put it in... My pussy... Put your fingers inside and fuck me wildly...! Don't stop until I come...!"
Honest at last. Perhaps she had grown even more excited just by saying those words, because Carmel's pussy was twitching, trying to draw my fingers deeper inside as if to devour them. I pulled my hand away and spoke to her.
"Very well, Mother. Since you want it so badly that you've cast aside all shame to beg... I shall ravish you. Lie down there."
Carmel flinched but lay flat on the bed, parting her legs slightly without even being told. I stood up for a moment and began to undress. Even as she lay there preparing to be taken, Carmel couldn't tear her eyes away from my pale, naked body as it was slowly revealed.
Once fully naked, I climbed onto the bed and pressed my body over Carmel, who was waiting for me.
"Haaah, ngh..."
Just touching her felt incredible. As our thighs pressed together and our breasts met, a deep sense of satisfaction filled me with every increasing inch of contact. Moving my body against hers only amplified the pleasure. Every friction of our skin sent a tingling sensation beneath my flesh. Carmel was likely feeling the exact same thing. No, actually, she seemed to be feeling far more, judging by the lewd whimpers she let out with every touch.
My thigh slid deep between Carmel's legs. Smearing the slick droplets clinging to her skin, my thigh pressed directly against her pussy.
"Fufu, you asked me to fuck you with my fingers... but I won't be using them today. I think this will be much more fun."
"...Ngh..."
She seemed disappointed. But all I had to do was show her a world incredible enough to change her mind. I began to grind my thigh against her pussy. The sensation of a broad surface rubbing against her was likely unfamiliar. Carmel, who had looked so dissatisfied just moments ago, quickly succumbed to the pleasure.
"Haa, uuuh... ngh..."
Feeling her wetness against my thigh was a novel sensation for me as well. While it lacked the raw conquest of thrusting inside her, the slow, building intimacy of our bodies pressed together wasn't bad at all. Above, our breasts rubbed against each other, generating a soft, melting pleasure. Every time our nipples brushed, a sharp jolt of electricity shot down my spine.
"Haa... ngh... Sera..."
Before long, any trace of dissatisfaction had vanished from Carmel's face. She wore an adorable expression, looking as if she wanted nothing but me. I leaned down and kissed her deeply.
"Mmph, haah... chuup..."
Carmel moved her tongue actively, clinging to me. It felt as though she were seeking the intense pleasure she couldn't get from her pussy through our mouths instead. I couldn't let myself be outdone. I met her with equally fierce movements. Like a duel of swords, our tongues tangled and clashed repeatedly. What blossomed from our clash was not bloodshed, but heavenly ecstasy.
Eventually, Carmel began to move her hips on her own, grinding her pussy against my thigh. It seemed this alone wasn't giving her the level of stimulation she craved. It was time to turn up the intensity. I broke the kiss and raised my upper body slightly.
"Seraaa..."
Carmel let out a plaintive whine at the sudden loss of my lips. Just be patient, Carmel. I propped one of her legs up high. Then, I carefully aligned my hips with hers. Just like the kiss we had shared moments ago, our lower lips pressed deeply against each other.