I Taught the Lewd Maid All Kinds of Naughty Things
An entirely unexpected scene unfolded right before my eyes, and for a split second my brain simply shut down.
Wait… is she actually masturbating while sniffing my panties?
I’d tried my best to work her up, but I never imagined she’d go this far.
“J-Jisu?”
“Haa…? M-Master?!”
Jisu’s eyes trembled violently. That reaction looked completely genuine.
With her mouth hanging open, unable to even scream, she gently let my panties slip from her fingers. The two of us simply stared at each other in silence.
This was definitely not in the script.
The fact that Jisu couldn’t continue with her next line told me this wasn’t part of her plan either.
Ha… now what?
I thought for a moment before making up my mind. If I fumbled around like an idiot here, the whole mood would turn awkward. The only choice was to see it through to the end.
I put on a wicked smile and slowly approached her.
“I was wondering what our little maid was doing while I took my bath… but I never expected this.”
“N-No, that’s not—”
“And you were smelling your master’s panties, no less?”
“T-This is, um…”
I gently stroked the cheek of the restless, stammering girl and let a low chuckle slip out.
“Don’t tell me you were looking at me with those same eyes when you were soaping me up earlier?”
“N-No… I mean… that’s…”
“Sigh… Looks like I shouldn’t be worrying about whether your master is a pervert. I should be worrying about the maid.”
I picked up the panties she had dropped, held them right in front of her eyes, and continued.
“After all, the moment I look away, this perverted maid starts masturbating with her master’s underwear.”
“M-Master… hic…”
“What? Are you crying?”
“I-I’m sowwy…”
Tears began rolling down Jisu’s cheeks as she started to sob. Her sudden reaction caught me off guard, but the fact that she was still calling me “Master” meant she wanted to keep the roleplay going. In that case, I had to stay in character as the wicked master.
“Oh? Then tell me exactly what you did wrong, my dear maid.”
“Well… I saw Master’s big… thing… and touched it, and my lower belly started throbbing so hard…”
“Hmm. Is this the ‘thing’ you’re talking about?”
When I thrust my cock toward her, she gave a tiny, careful nod. Her eyes were no longer on my face—they were locked onto my cock.
“Y-Yes… that’s the one…”
“This is called a cock, Jisu. Can you say it properly for me?”
“C-Cock…?”
“Good girl. So what happened when you saw and touched my cock?”
“My lower belly started pounding, and down there felt so itchy… so I t-touched down there…”
“You have to be precise. How am I supposed to understand ‘down there’?”
“W-Well…”
Jisu definitely knew the word “pussy,” but it seemed the roleplay had her too shy to say it. In that case, I would just have to teach her properly.
“If you talk like that, I won’t understand. Go stand against that wall over there.”
“Huh…?”
“Now.”
When I raised my voice a little, Jisu hurried to press her back against the wall opposite the bed. She looked up at me with fear-filled eyes.
Since she was playing an innocent maid who knew nothing, I would have to teach her slowly. I smiled and gave my next order.
“Stand there and do exactly what you were doing earlier.”
“Huh…?”
“Show me how you were masturbating.”
“H-How am I supposed to…”
Jisu looked utterly lost, her face flushed with panic. I suppose that was only natural. No matter how much she wanted to obey her master, masturbating in front of someone was never easy.
“You won’t show me? Then I guess I have no choice.”
“I-I’m sorry! But still…”
“No need to apologize. You can simply leave this house.”
“Huh…?”
“Why would I keep a maid who ignores her master’s commands, stares at his naked body, and only satisfies her own lust?”
My voice had turned ice-cold. The sudden shift in my attitude filled Jisu’s eyes with pure panic.
“M-Master…”
“If you’re not going to obey, then pack your things and leave quietly.”
“N-No, please! Master… I beg for your forgiveness…”
Sobbing, Jisu rushed over and clung to my leg. I couldn’t push her too hard. I gently stroked her hair and spoke in a softer tone.
“Are you scared of being kicked out?”
“Yes… Please, anything but that…”
“All right. I’ll specially overlook it this once.”
“R-Really…?”
Hope sparkled in Jisu’s eyes. I nodded and stroked her cheek.
“Yes. But you’ll have to follow my orders from now on, won’t you?”
“Yes! I’ll obey any command you give me!”
“Good. Then stand over there and show me how you masturbate.”
“B-But…”
She didn’t answer right away, but unlike before, her eyes held a hesitant, thoughtful gleam as she looked at me. Just one more push.
“You still have a lot to learn, so I’m going to teach you.”
“Y-You will, Master?”
“That’s right. So will you do as I say?”
After a brief internal struggle, Jisu gave a small, careful nod. I stroked her hair gently as praise.
“Good girl, Jisu.”
“M-Master… may I ask one favor?”
“What is it?”
“I… I want to do it while smelling your panties…”
Her face burned crimson as she forced the words out. If that was her request, I was more than happy to oblige. I nodded and handed her the panties.
Jisu accepted them carefully, then slowly walked to the wall I had indicated. She looked back at me.
“Then… I will now show Master how I pleasure myself…”
“Hmm. It would be better if you described exactly how you’re going to do it.”
“R-Really? Then…”
After a moment’s hesitation, Jisu squeezed her eyes shut and blurted it out as if ripping off a bandage.
“While smelling the scent left on Master’s panties… I will show you how I touch my breasts and my… my lower parts!”
The exact words I wanted hadn’t come out yet, but this was good enough for now. I could teach her the rest gradually. I gave her a nod that said, Go on.
“Then… I’ll begin…”
Jisu cautiously brought my panties to her nose with her right hand and inhaled.
“Mmm… Haa… Master’s scent…”
Drunk on my scent clinging to the fabric, she slowly pulled down the front of her uniform, exposing her breasts. The moment I saw the pink nipples crowning those magnificent mounds, my breath caught in my throat.
My stunned reaction must have embarrassed her even more; she blushed furiously and lowered her head.
“They’re beautiful, Jisu’s breasts.”
“Haa… D-Do you think so?”
“Yes. Why don’t you try touching them yourself?”
“All right…”
Jisu nodded and began to carefully caress her breast with her left hand. At first she gently lifted it from underneath, then pressed her palm against the center. The deliberately clumsy way she touched herself almost made me laugh. She was obviously pretending not to know how. It seemed she wanted me to teach her.
“Jisu, there’s a part that sticks out on your breast.”
“You mean… my nipple…?”
“That’s right. Why don’t you pinch it with your fingers?”
“Huh…?”
“Do as I say.”
She gave me a puzzled look, but eventually brought her fingers to her nipple as instructed. The moment she pinched it with gradual pressure, a moan escaped her lips.
“Haa… Th-This… feels so good…”
“Does it feel nice?”
“Haa… Hng… Yes…”
“Then stop touching your breasts for now. Shall we move somewhere else?”
“Y-Yes…”
Jisu withdrew her hand from her chest and slowly moved it downward. Her fingers slipped under the black skirt that faintly showed the skin beneath. She pressed the panties to her nose once more, inhaling deeply, then began moving the hand hidden beneath her skirt.
“Mmm… Haa… Hng…!”
The rustling of fabric mixed with her increasingly lewd, ragged breaths, filling the entire room. Even as she continued masturbating, she would occasionally glance up to check my reaction. When I gave her a satisfied smile and nod, her hand moved with greater urgency.
“Mmph… Haa…”
Her skirt swayed up and down in time with her movements, occasionally revealing glimpses of her pink mound. How obscene.
I shifted my gaze from her body to her face. As if she no longer cared about my stare, she looked down, completely absorbed in pleasuring herself.
“Ah! Haa… Master! Master…♥”
The moment her voice began to melt into sweet cries, I decided it was time to step in.
“Jisu, wait.”
“Yes…?”
“Lift your skirt with your right hand.”
“M-My skirt?”
After a brief hesitation, Jisu yanked her skirt up. As expected, she wasn’t wearing panties underneath. The shameful place that should have been hidden was now completely exposed.
I beckoned her closer. She shuffled forward in an awkward stance. I stared intently at her pussy. Between the soft pink folds that stayed tightly closed, a small clitoris peeked out like a tempting invitation. The entrance glistened with arousal, ready to accept me at any moment.
So lewd. The urge to throw her onto the bed and thrust inside her nearly overwhelmed me, but I held back. Instead, I gently stroked her pussy and observed her reaction.
“Haa…! If you touch me there…!”
“There? What exactly are you referring to?”
“The… the sensitive spot Master is touching right now…”
“If you say it like that, I won’t understand. Let me teach you, Jisu. This is called a pussy.”
“Pussy…”
Jisu repeated the word several times as if hearing it for the first time. Suppressing the fierce desire to devour the maid right then and there, I continued my lesson.
“If you spread it open, you can see a little bean inside, right? That’s your clitoris.”
“Clit…”
“Touching it feels incredibly good. Would you like to try?”
“Huh…?”
She looked at me with a flustered expression, but eventually nodded and brought her hand to her pussy. With one hand she carefully spread her folds, then pinched her clitoris hard.
“Hngh…!”
“If you pinch that hard you’ll feel something strange.”
“Haa… Hng… It feels… so…”
Her body trembled from the light climax triggered by the earlier stimulation. If I kept going, she would surely reach a full orgasm, but I had no intention of allowing her to cum yet.
“There. Now you understand? Rubbing your pussy with your hand is called masturbating.”
“Masturbating… Yes…”
“Hmm. To think you didn’t even know that. Your fundamentals as a maid are seriously lacking.”
“Huh…?”
“You don’t know how to serve your master at night, do you?”
“W-Well…”
“Tell the truth.”
When I spoke with a hint of menace, Jisu nodded carefully.
“Yes… T-To be honest, I don’t know how…”
“I see.”
“I-I’m sorry! I’ll try my best to figure it out…”
“No need. What’s the point of receiving night service from someone who knows nothing?”
“M-Master… I’m sorry… Please give me one chance…”
It seemed my words had sounded like I was going to throw her out; she began to cry again. That wasn’t what I meant at all. I shook my head with a kind smile.
“I won’t kick you out, so relax.”
“R-Really…?”
“Yes. Since you don’t know, I can’t exactly punish you for it. Instead of throwing you out, I should teach you properly.”
“R-Really? If you teach me, I’ll learn perfectly and serve you flawlessly…!”
Yes. This was the reaction I wanted.
I smiled in satisfaction and stroked her hair.
“Then would you kneel for me?”
“Y-Yes!”
Jisu hurriedly dropped to her knees and looked up at me. I had deliberately told her to kneel because it put her eyes at the perfect height with my cock. I held my thick shaft right in front of her face.
“From now on, I’m going to teach you exactly how a maid should serve her master at night.”