Chapter 268: The Deepening Secret of the Dungeon
Chapter 268: The Deepening Secret of the Dungeon
She ground her teeth so realistically that I couldn't tell if she was acting or genuinely furious, but it seemed Sara intended to follow through on her words and serve me.
After speaking her line, she slowly lowered her hips, trying to guide me inside.
However, trying to achieve insertion with only the movement of her hips, without using her hands to hold me in place, was a surprisingly difficult task. It was even harder given that Sara was turned away from me, presenting only her rear.
Every time Sara lowered her hips, my Dick would just slide back and forth, failing to enter.
After a few failed attempts, Sara seemed to grow impatient, her movements becoming more hurried. But the more she rushed, the harder it became.
She could just grab it with her hand…
Was she thinking that since she’d declared she would serve me with her pussy, she couldn't use any other part of her body? Sara kept both hands on her knees to support her upper body, desperately trying to get me inside using only her hips.
Well, I had to admit, this position was far more lewd than if she had used her hands.
Besides, as my cock slid around, it brushed against the valley of her ass and between her neatly closed thighs. We hadn't managed penetration, but it was stimulating in its own way.
Now, what to do? Should I help the struggling Sara?
While it was somewhat stimulating, I was burning with impatience myself. The prolonged, gentle teasing naturally made me crave a much stronger sensation.
But if I helped her now, it would break the character I was playing.
To continue the act, I had to maintain a leisurely attitude, mockingly telling her to hurry up and get it in.
What should I do? Should I just drop the act?
Yeah. I’d heard the lines I wanted to hear, and I’d seen plenty of Sara’s cute side.
It was probably time to stop. It wasn't like she'd taken off the maid outfit, so the visual effect of the maid play was more than enough.
Frustrated by the repeated failed attempts, I finally gave up on the act and decided to take matters into my own hands.
I grabbed Sara’s frantic hips with one hand to still her movements and took hold of myself with the other.
Then, I guided my tip to her entrance and, lifting her hips slightly, pushed just the head inside.
I moved my other hand to her waist as well, and with both hands gripping her firmly, I pulled her onto me in one swift motion.
Already thoroughly slick, Sara’s pussy accepted me all at once, swallowing me to the hilt and clenching tightly as if in welcome.
“Hnghh!”
Having been on edge from the repeated failures, Sara’s body went limp the moment I entered, and she began to tremble. It seemed she’d reached a light climax.
Her upper body, which had been propped up on her hands, collapsed forward. She was now draped over me, her ass the only thing still connected to my body.
I pulled her limp torso toward me, letting her lean against my chest.
Then, I brought my lips to her ear and whispered.
“It’s not your first time, so why are you so bad at this? I had to do it for you in the end.”
“Hnngh! I-I’m sorry.”
Huh? I thought the act was over the moment I took control, but Sara seemed to think this was still part of the role-play and apologized.
“Hah, n-no! This is…!”
But she quickly gasped, startled by her own words, and tried to take them back.
Ah, so she was just out of it from the orgasm and the words slipped out.
But I wasn't one to miss an opportunity.
Especially not when Sara herself had so graciously revived the scene I thought was over.
“Hah. It seems you’re finally beginning to understand your place as a maid.”
“N-No, that’s not…!”
“Well then, shall I receive my maid’s service? I handled the insertion, so you can at least handle the moving, can’t you?”
“Hnngh!”
I gave her ass a light slap as I spoke. Sara turned her head to glare at me with a resentful look.
Despite that, it seemed she was willing to move on her own. She whipped her head back around and tensed her lower body.
No matter how much she complained, Sara always played along in the end.
I love you, Sara.
To move up and down while sitting on me like this, leaning her back against my chest, she naturally had to rely on her lower body.
But her legs seemed to have lost their strength from the recent climax, and she couldn't seem to move properly.
Sara shot me another resentful glare over her shoulder before slowly leaning her upper body forward.
She bent forward until her torso was parallel to the floor, then reached out and planted both hands on the ground.
Only after she was on all fours like an animal did she slowly begin to move her body back and forth.
Sara, in a maid outfit, on all fours, presenting her ass to me as I sat in the chair, moving for me.
It was the very picture of a maid serving her master.
Of course, she had only taken this position because her legs were too weak and she needed to use her upper body to move. She likely had no other intention.
But hey, all roads lead to Rome. She really does have a natural talent for this.
As I looked down at Sara diligently moving back and forth, I gently caressed her ass. The sight of her luscious cheeks, barely covered by the tiny panties, moving in perfect rhythm was incredibly erotic.
Sara flinched the moment my hand touched her, but she ignored it and continued to move her hips.
That disregard didn't last long, however.
When I extended my thumb and traced the Apostle's Seal, clearly visible above her panties, a shiver ran through her entire body.
“You seem to like having your ass touched.”
“Haah! Hnngh! Th-That’s not…!”
“I don’t mind you talking back, but don’t stop moving.”
“Hnngh!”
My cold tone made her flinch again, and she resumed moving her hips after a brief pause.
Savoring the feeling, I observed her ass once more.
Her panties were pushed just far enough to the side to expose her vulva, tucked beside the plump flesh of her labia.
I hooked a finger into the fabric and pulled it further aside, revealing her cute, tightly puckered anus.
Then, with my thumb, I gently stimulated the entrance, tracing its wrinkles.
“Hah! W-Wai… Hnngh! N-Not there…!”
“Why? Judging by that desperate expression, this must be a sensitive spot.”
“W-Hnngh, wait, haah, s-stop, hnng, really…!”
Sara cried out in genuine desperation, but I didn't stop stimulating her.
Thanks to her playing along earlier, I was now fully in the mindset of a master tormenting his maid. Now that I've awakened my inner sadist, no one can stop me.
Besides, even as she cried out so desperately, Sara never stopped moving her hips.
In fact, it felt like she was moving even faster.
I can take this to mean that while her words say no, she actually wants more, right?
And so, without any hesitation, I continued to tease her.
“Wai… really… Hnngh! Haah! Hnng! Haaahhh!”
Eventually, her body convulsed, and this time, she reached a full-blown orgasm.
Her body went completely limp. She stopped moving her hips and could only tremble.
Though, her insides were still twitching and writhing, stimulating me quite nicely.
I decided to wait for her to calm down.
If I were to continue the act, I should be berating her the moment she came, but I didn't actually want to see Sara in pain. I just wanted to feel like I was tormenting her. So, I wouldn't push her to do anything truly difficult.
Heh. I’m a pretty nice guy, you know.
“Haa… haa… haah… hnngh.”
I waited until Sara had fully savored the afterglow of her orgasm and her breathing had somewhat evened out before I spoke again.
“Coming first while you were supposed to be moving for me. What a lewd maid you are. Weren't you supposed to be serving me?”
“You…!”
“Something you want to say? I’m still hard as a rock over here.”
“Hnngh!”
I gave a light thrust, and Sara let out another moan, panting heavily.
She shot me a look that said, ‘Just you wait,’ then slowly began to move her hips again.
“Yes. That’s it. This time, make sure you make me cum.”
I spoke in a leisurely tone, kneading her ass with both hands.
Phew. This feeling is so reassuring. I can feel my pounding heart starting to calm down.
No, it wasn't pounding because I was scared of Sara's expression just now. Really. I’m the master right now, after all.
As if determined to make me finish this time, Sara moved her hips with even more dazzling skill than before.
She didn't just move back and forth, but also side to side and up and down in an erratic rhythm, her movements perfectly synchronized. At times, she would even grind her hips in a circle.
Because she was still propped up on her hands, her ass was especially emphasized, making the visual effect just as incredible as the pleasure I felt.
Moving on my own is great, but being serviced like this from time to time is pretty amazing, too.
I should ask for this again in the future, even without the maid play.
Having made my decision, I focused on the pleasure building inside me as I continued to grope her ass.
“Hnngh! Nngh! Hah! Wh-When, hnngh! are you going to cum?!”
After moving vigorously for a while, Sara turned her head and cried out impatiently.
Her body was starting to tremble slightly. It looked like she was nearing her limit again.
“Why? Do you want me to cum?”
I was getting close myself, but I didn't let it show, maintaining a relaxed facade.
“Ugh… Hnngh! Haaah… Y-Yes! So! Haah! Hurry up!”
Sara glared at me for a moment, but as her limit truly approached, she finally swallowed her pride and shouted.
Nice, Sara. That was amazing just now.
I felt like a wicked master who had finally broken his haughty maid with his cock.
“Alright. I’ll cum for you. You know where you should take it, right?”
“Yes… Yes! Hnngh, so, haah! So please, hurry!”
“Here I come!”
“Hnnnnnggghhh!”
To maintain the stance of being serviced until the very end, I deliberately took my hands off her body and came.
As I ejaculated, Sara climaxed again. Even as her body trembled violently, she pressed her hips back firmly against my stomach, ensuring she took every last drop of my semen deep inside her.
After we both came down from our simultaneous orgasm, enjoying the afterglow for a moment, I pulled Sara’s upper body up and held her in my arms.
Then, I brought my lips to her ear and whispered.
“You must have really wanted my child, huh? Pushing your hips back to take all my seed inside you like that.”
As I spoke, I stroked her smooth lower belly, and her body flinched.
Sara turned to me with a prim expression and spoke in her usual tone.
“You’ve come once, so that’s enough of the act, right?”
So it was partly an act. She’s got talent. Though it was hard to believe that genuinely furious expression was entirely fake.
But if she wasn't truly angry, then there was no harm in enjoying this a little more, right?
The first taste of being a master had left me feeling quite exhilarated.
“What are you talking about? I’m still hard as a rock. Like I said before, as long as my Dick doesn't go back to normal…”
“So. You want to go again?”
For a split second, I thought I saw a dangerous glint in Sara’s eyes.
No. It must be my imagination. Sara’s anger was all an act. An act.
“It goes without saying…”
“Is that so.”
Sara muttered under her breath, and then, while we were still connected, she skillfully spun her body around.
Now facing me, she grabbed both of my arms in a fluid motion and pinned them between my back and the back of the chair, immobilizing me.
Of course, I could have resisted with my strength, but I was so caught off guard by what was happening that I just let it happen.
“What are you doing?”
“You had a good time playing with me, treating me like a maid all this time.”
“Wait! Your brother…!”
“I’ve already received word that my personal knights have rescued my brother! This mansion has been secured! The only one left is you!”
What?! Hold on! What’s with that setting?! Personal knights?! Sara, you were someone important?!
“If you want to keep going so badly, then I’ll give you what you want. I’ll wring you out until not a single drop is left.”
Sara’s eyes had transformed into those of a predator stalking its prey.
“Hmph! As if you could beat me in a contest of sex…!”
“Use your Saint skills, and I won’t speak to you anymore, Guwon.”
Wait a minute! You’re just going to drop the act for that?! And what do you mean you won’t speak to me?! That’s a low blow!
“As if I only rely on my skills…!”
“And if you try any fancy techniques, I’ll pout.”
What’s with the pouting?! I mean, it’s cute, but still! That’s cheap!
“So I’m just supposed to lie here and take it?”
“You were the one who wanted me to service you one-sidedly, weren’t you?”
“No, that was when I was the one in control…”
“Shut up. Just lie there and take it.”
With that, Sara clenched her abdomen, squeezing my Dick tightly inside her, and began to move her hips.
It seemed it was my turn to be on the receiving end.
Dammit. I usually let her win during the day, so it should be fine for me to win at night, right? If I have to take it like this at night too, what will happen to my identity…?
The fact that it felt so damn good to be on the receiving end, with her completely in charge, only made me twice as frustrated.
…I’ll have to ask her to do this kind of play again later.