Chapter 267: The Deepening Secret of the Dungeon
Chapter 267: The Deepening Secret of the Dungeon
Watching her, I tightened the hand resting on Sara’s head, stopping her movement.
As she looked up at me with a questioning expression, I shook my head and gestured for her to close her mouth.
‘Close it? Weren’t you about to put it in my mouth?’
‘Just close it for now.’
We exchanged this conversation with nothing but our eyes, not a single word spoken between us.
It was like we were reading each other’s minds.
Of course, speaking directly would have conveyed my intentions more clearly, but that would ruin the mood, especially when we were so immersed in this role-play.
You might ask, isn’t the role already broken if we’re having a separate conversation with our eyes?
It’s a matter of feeling. All about the mood.
Though her expression was puzzled, Sara closed her mouth.
Yes. That’s it. She’s a rebellious maid forced into this situation; it would be strange for her to open her mouth so obediently.
Only after seeing her lips purse tightly did I pull her head toward me again.
Even after the tip of my Dick touched her soft lips, I pulled a little more, and my hard shaft began to push its way through the tight seal of her lips.
But it only managed to advance a tiny bit before it was stopped cold by her healthy teeth.
“Such a defiant attitude, even with your little brother held hostage. I should teach you a harsh lesson right now… is what I’d like to say, but I’m a generous man. I’ll give you one last chance. You know what you have to do, don’t you?”
Sara, who had been looking confused, now seemed to understand why I had told her to close her mouth. She shot me a look that was slightly exasperated.
That look of disdain fits the current situation perfectly.
As expected, Sara has a natural talent for this kind of role.
Sara. You’re a genius at this kind of acting! And as a bonus, so am I for coming up with this on the spot!
Huu… Sara let out a light sigh through her nose, then slowly began to open her mouth.
“Good. It seems you’ve decided to be a little more obedient. Pouting won’t do you any good. You actually like this, don’t you? This sort of thing.”
As I teased her with a villainous smile, Sara seemed to get a little worked up, even though she knew it was just an act.
The gaze she sent me sharpened again, and as if in defiance, she lightly bit down on my Dick.
“Hmph. Trying to protect your last shred of pride with a little rebellion? How cute.”
But it had no effect on me.
It wasn’t that I was enduring it for the sake of the act; it genuinely didn’t hurt.
That’s because I have a skill called Iron Penis. While the rest of my body is reasonably durable, my Dick is especially tough when it’s erect like this.
Thanks to that, Sara’s light bite felt more like a unique form of stimulation.
Of course, it would hurt if she bit down for real, but my Sara would never do that.
Maintaining my villainous expression, I applied pressure with the hand on her head, moving her face back and forth.
“Eub… Gk… Heub… Eub… Ueub… Eub…”
Ah, was that a little too deep?
It must have poked the back of her throat, as tears welled up slightly in the corners of her eyes.
Sorry. I’m so sorry.
I slowed the movement of my hand slightly and gave her a look that asked if she was okay.
In response, Sara, still with tears glistening in her eyes, gave a slight nod.
Whew. Thankfully, it seems it didn’t hurt too much.
This time, being careful not to poke her throat, I picked up the pace again.
By the way, with those tears in her eyes, glaring at me like that really sets the mood.
“What are you doing? Do you think just putting it in your mouth is enough? This isn’t pleasant at all. Don’t tell me you don’t know how to do it? The woman… who was kissing me so passionately just a moment ago.”
Right. I know, Sara. Even if it’s an act, calling you a bitch is a bit much, isn’t it?
Sorry. I got too carried away by the atmosphere. So please don’t glare at me like that.
It’s realistic acting, but it’s a little scary.
Especially since my cock is in your mouth.
“Huu… Unn. Hup. Slurp. Schlorp. Mmm…”
Sara let out another rough breath through her nose, then, with a look of resignation, began to stimulate my Dick with her tongue and lips.
I was no longer putting any force into the hand on her head, just resting it there lightly, but Sara’s head was moving back and forth diligently.
“There. You do it well when you try. You must have a lot of experience, hmm?”
She didn’t seem to like that line either, as her eyes narrowed slightly once more.
I’m supposed to be enjoying some maid play, but for some reason, it feels like I’m walking a tightrope.
Of course, I didn’t let any of that nervousness show on my face. I simply stroked her hair gently.
“Just like that, hurry up and calm my Dick down. The harder you work, the shorter your service will be. Keep that in mind.”
As I said that, I kept my right hand on her head and reached my left hand toward the table.
I poured more tea into the cup on the table and, with a leisurely motion, took a sip.
Ugh. It’s cold and tastes awful.
Believe it or not, this was high-quality tea brought by a real maid, but once it gets cold, it doesn’t matter if it’s high-quality or not.
But even if it tastes bad, I won’t falter.
The atmosphere is what’s important here.
This whole scene—leisurely sipping tea up top while receiving a blowjob down below—is what matters.
Undaunted by the terrible tea, I continued to drink it slowly, occasionally pretending to enjoy its aroma as if I were truly savoring it.
While drinking, I never let my gaze drift downward.
That would be admitting that I was conscious of it.
I kept my eyes averted, enjoying only the pleasure I felt in my Dick, using the sounds of Sara sucking me off as BGM for my tea time.
This was a luxury only a nobleman with a maid could enjoy.
Is that a stereotype? In a world like this, nobles would rather enjoy themselves with other nobles of a similar station than force a low-level maid to serve them? Shut up. Don’t shatter my dreams.
Only after I had finished the tea in the cup did I finally lower my gaze.
“Hm? Are you still at it? What a useless maid… Ahem! Seeing me drink this tea, did you start wanting something to drink as well? You seem to be sucking much more fervently than before. Could it be that you’re getting excited?”
Am I pushing her too much, even though she knows it’s an act?
Remember, my precious member is currently in Sara’s mouth.
Even so, I’m the one pushing the boundaries with my provocations. The path of a gentleman is long and arduous.
Anyway, as I provoked Sara, I stretched out one leg, aiming the tip of my foot between her thighs.
Of course, I had taken my shoes off just before.
“Nngh?!”
As the tip of my big toe lightly touched her mound through her panties, I could feel that she was already soaking wet.
“Haha. You really are excited, aren’t you?! You perver… you lewd maid! Did you enjoy sucking my cock that much?! Fine. Since you like it so much, I’ll give you a reward! Here it comes! Make sure you swallow every last drop without spilling any on the floor!”
I tightened my grip on her head, pulling her as close to my groin as possible, and began to cum.
“Mmm… Nn… Eub. Ueub. Hup. Slurp. Hnngh! Huu. Huu. Nn. Eub. Eub. Gulp. Gulp. Nnght. Huub. Haa…”
With tears still glistening in her eyes, Sara gulped and swallowed all of my semen.
In the midst of it all, she must have remembered my words about not spilling any, because she cupped her hands under her chin to form a bowl. It was an incredibly endearing sight.
“Huu… Sluuurp. Haa… Aahm. Slurp. Aahm. There, is that good enough?!”
After sucking out every last drop of my semen from inside my Dick and even licking it clean with her tongue, Sara straightened up and spoke.
As if to say the play was over.
Of course, I had no intention of ending it here.
“What are you talking about? I’m sure I told you earlier. To return it to its original state. Does this look like it’s returned to its original state to you?”
I said, pointing to my Dick, which was still standing stiffly.
“What?! But?!”
“There are no ‘buts.’ I have no intention of stopping until this thing has returned to its original state. But you’re right. It seems it’ll be difficult to get it back to normal with those clumsy mouth skills of yours.”
“What did you say?!”
Hey, hey. It’s an act. Don’t glare at me like that.
I mean, that expression fits the situation perfectly, but you’re definitely not just acting angry, are you?
But now that my precious member was free from her mouth, I decided to push a little harder.
“Why are you so surprised? You want this too, don’t you? You were getting this wet, after all.”
“Th-That’s…!”
When I showed her my big toe, wet with her juices, Sara’s face flushed slightly as she stammered.
“Are you saying that’s not true? In that case, let’s make a bet. If you’re not wet, I’ll end this right here. Now, lift your skirt and show me yourself.”
“I told you, that’s…!”
“Lift it.”
“U-Ugh…”
When I spoke in a cold, commanding tone, Sara’s face crumpled slightly, but she grabbed the hem of her skirt, hesitating.
Anyone else would have been beaten to a pulp by now, but Sara, who gets a little weaker when I come on strong, is just so cute.
However, I didn’t let any of that fond feeling show on my face. I maintained a cool expression, my gaze fixed on her skirt.
“F-Fine… I’ll do it. I’ll do it…”
Finally, as if she had no other choice, Sara began to slowly roll up her skirt with a look of resignation.
For the record, she wasn’t rolling it up slowly to tease me.
It was simply because the skirt was too tight to lift all at once.
Thanks to that, her panties were revealed little by little, starting from the very edge, which made for a better show.
By the time the skirt was rolled up to about mid-hip, her panties were in full view.
They were the same low-rise panties she had worn under those pants that revealed her Apostle’s Seal.
“Hmph. It seems I win the bet. You’re not just wet; you’re so soaked they’re practically transparent. And what’s with those panties? Are you trying to seduce me?”
“Eek…!”
“Well then. Since I won the bet, shall we continue your service? This time, not with your mouth, but with a different kind of service. Now, you know which hole to use and how to do it, don’t you?”
I leaned back deep into the chair, thrusting my stiff member forward, and shot Sara a lecherous look.
“Ugh… A-Are you really going to keep going?”
“Didn’t I tell you? I’ll continue until my Dick returns to its original state. If you don’t want to drag this out, you’d better do your best to make that happen.”
Sara was probably asking for real, not as part of the act, but I stuck to my role.
Sara. How could I stop now, after getting a chance like this? Let’s just enjoy this a little longer.
“Now, how long are you going to keep me waiting? Get started!”
“Fine! I’ll do it, okay! I’ll do it!”
Sara shouted, glaring at me resentfully, then hooked her hands on the sides of her panties and slowly pulled them down.
“Ah, wait, you don’t have to take them off. Keep them on.”
“What?”
It would be a waste to take off such nice underwear after only getting a brief look.
Sara looked dumbfounded, but when I put my hands together in a pleading gesture, she shook her head as if she had no choice and pulled her panties back up.
Then she turned around and slowly presented her ass to me as I sat in the chair.
She pulled her panties slightly to the side and aimed the tip of my Dick at her entrance.
“Ah, wait.”
Just as my cock touched her cunt, I stopped her once again.
“Now what?!”
With my continuous demands, it seemed Sara’s patience was reaching its limit.
But I didn’t back down.
How could I claim to have truly done maid play without hearing this line?
“Before insertion, repeat after me.”
I brought my mouth close to her ear and told her the line she was to say.
“Y-Y-Y-You pervert!”
As expected, Sara was on the verge of exploding, but I gently stroked the Apostle’s Seal on her proffered ass and gave her a pleading look.
Please. I’m begging you, Sara.
“Huu… Huu… How did I end up with such a pervert…”
Seeing my desperate expression, Sara, though seething with an anger she couldn’t contain, finally seemed ready to recite the line I wanted.
That’s my Sara. I love you.
“From now on… with my pussy… grind. I will service Master Guwon’s member.”
The sound of her grinding her teeth in the middle really made it feel like she was putting her soul into the performance.
…It is just acting, right, Sara?