Chapter 292: Preparing for the Request
Chapter 292: Preparing for the Request
I once again slipped my hands under the limp Silvia's armpits and forced her to her feet.
I’d decided I didn't care anymore whether she fainted or not. I was going to do my job, period.
“Silvia. I'm going to wash your legs now, so stand up straight. That's an order.”
“Hahh, haah, haaht… Yes, huut, yesss…”
I turned Silvia around to face me and had her place both her hands on my shoulders.
Even with her thighs pressed together, Silvia’s slender legs were trembling violently from side to side, but she was still a knight who had risen to the ranks of the Royal Guard. With sheer grit, Silvia controlled her quivering legs and somehow managed to remain standing.
Ignoring her struggle, I immediately reached for her cute feet.
I grabbed her ankle, lifted her foot, and meticulously washed between each of her toes.
The moment my fingers slid between her toes, the knee of the leg she was balancing on buckled, but Silvia put all her strength into her arms on my shoulders and, through sheer willpower, managed to keep from falling.
Still, it looked like it was only a matter of time before she collapsed.
I wrapped both hands around her ankle and slid them all the way up, past her calf, to her upper thigh.
“Ha-uuungh! Khhng! Kht! Hnnngh!”
Of course, not just once, but over and over again.
When I slid my left hand up her left leg, and my right hand up her right, I went high enough to just barely brush against her pussy. Each time, her legs trembled even more violently.
“Silvia. It's hard to wash you if you keep your legs clamped shut like that. Spread them properly and stand.”
“Yes, hnnngh! Yesss!”
Silvia nodded her head vigorously as if she understood and desperately spread her legs.
As she did, a viscous fluid stretched down in a long strand from between her legs, dripping into the bathwater.
I nonchalantly placed my hand on her pussy, which was endlessly producing this nectar.
“Hnngh!”
Just from that simple touch, Silvia’s legs finally gave out completely.
Well, she didn’t fall, since my hand between her thighs was holding her up.
But my palm was soaked.
This girl came again. How many times is that? I haven't even cum once yet. The absolute nerve of her.
Can she really handle having sex with me?
What would happen to her if I used my skills on top of this? How on earth did she endure it before?
Hm? Wait a second.
Something felt off.
Now that I thought about it, I had a feeling she held up better when I was using my skills.
Of course, it was hard to compare since Silvia was always sobbing as if her life was on the line, but still, I didn't think it had ever been this intense when I used my skills.
Could it be…
A hypothesis formed in my mind. I had to test it right now.
I pulled my hand back slightly from where it was supporting her, then coated my middle and ring fingers with saliva imbued with Saint's Holy Water before inserting my hand between her thighs again. I curled those two fingers slightly and slipped them inside Silvia’s sex.
“Hahh! Ahh… Nnnght!”
Fighting against the tight pressure of her walls, I curled my fingers further, searching for my target.
The place commonly known as the G-spot. It was a meaningless spot for Silvia, who had no erogenous zones, but if I was going to apply Saint's Holy Water, it was more convenient in many ways to apply it to a place that was normally an erogenous zone, right? Especially for when I was stimulating her.
After applying the Saint's Holy Water to her G-spot, I brought my mouth directly to her clitoris and coated it as well.
That should do it.
With the hand supporting her from below, I completely covered her entire sex.
Feeling her clitoris against my palm, I began to vibrate my hand back and forth furiously.
“Huuungh! Haang! Th-this is…!”
“That’s right. Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Ught! It, it feels… Hnngh! Hnnght!”
Silvia now leaned her upper body forward completely, wrapping her arms around my head as she panted in pleasure.
Alright, feel it again. Show me if I’m right.
“Hnng! Hnnght! Ah, I-I’m, I’m… again… Huuuungh!”
With her G-spot and clitoris, now temporarily turned into erogenous zones by the Saint's Holy Water, being relentlessly assaulted, Silvia once again reached her climax with almost anticlimactic ease.
“Haah, haah, haah, Gu-Guwon-nim…”
Burying her face in the back of my head, Silvia panted and murmured my name.
Just as I thought. My prediction was correct.
Normally, Silvia should have fainted from that climax.
But she was perfectly conscious, and she even managed to report that she was cumming.
In fact, she was more lucid now than when I touched her without using my skills.
The reason for this was simple.
Silvia feels pleasure from the mental satisfaction of me caressing her.
So, when I touch her without using my skills, she can focus entirely on the fact that I am the one touching her, which brings her immense pleasure.
But what happens when I use my skills?
Silvia, who isn't used to physical pleasure, ends up focusing more on the physical sensations than on the fact that I am the one touching her. In fact, her mental satisfaction actually decreases.
And no matter how unused to physical pleasure she is, Silvia’s level is significantly higher than mine.
This meant that the pleasure she got from mental satisfaction was greater than the pleasure from my skills.
To put it simply:
When I use my skills to stimulate Silvia, she gains physical pleasure, but her mental satisfaction drops slightly, which means the overall level of pleasure she experiences actually goes down.
Thanks to that, she could remain conscious without fainting.
What a strange girl.
But now I’d figured out a more effective way to play with… no, to caress Silvia without making her faint.
It was a little anticlimactic, though, since I’d already succeeded in washing her entire body, finishing with her pussy.
No, wait. If I apply this, can I use it right now?
The moment I removed my hand from her pussy, Silvia’s lower body crumpled, and she slapped right against my body.
Since her upper body was still wrapped around my head, her hips were now in a position where I only needed to lower my waist a little to enter her.
“Silvia.”
“Heek! Y-Yes?!”
My mouth, which had been pressed against her chest, moved, and Silvia’s body flinched again as if she thought I was caressing her.
“Do you remember how many times you came while I was washing you?”
“H-Heeek?! Th-that… umm…”
I could feel her fingers fidgeting at the back of my head.
Is she trying to count now?
“S-Six… times…?”
“It was eight times, you!”
“Hyaaaang!”
I gave Silvia’s butt a light smack, and she let out a strange moan.
She can’t even get the number of her own orgasms right. What did she miss?
“I haven’t cum even once, yet you’ve gotten off eight times all by yourself! Don’t you think you have some nerve?”
“I-I’m, khhng, sorry.”
“If ‘sorry’ was enough, we wouldn't need police… no, the guards in this world? Anyway, we wouldn't need them! It's time for your punishment!”
“P-Punishment… you say?”
Silvia trembled, murmuring in a pitiful voice.
“That’s right. Since it was eight times, for the next eight years, I won't even look at you…”
“I-I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Please, just not that! I’ll do anything! Please! Guwon-nim!”
Silvia burst into tears and began apologizing with incredible fervor.
No, it’s a joke. Not eight days, but eight years? Of course not.
Don’t cry like that, you’re making me feel guilty.
“Really? You’ll really do anything?”
But I put on a shameless front, hiding my true feelings as I continued to speak to her.
“Really! Please, tell me to do anything! So please!”
“If you’re going that far, fine. Then first… put it in yourself.”
“Y-Yes!”
Silvia immediately grabbed my Dick and lowered her hips, taking me all the way in with a single motion.
She must have been terrified of the prospect of me not even looking at her, because she didn't seem to have the capacity to feel any mental pleasure from the fact that we were now connected.
Without feeling any pleasure at all, she was just peeking at my eyes with a frightened gaze.
The Saint's Holy Water had worn off with her last climax, after all.
“Alright then… now, move your hips and make me cum as many times as you came. That means eight times.”
Silvia nodded her head and began to diligently move her hips up and down.
As expected, she didn't have much technique, but her excellent physical abilities allowed her to move quickly and powerfully, stimulating me.
And the inside of her pussy, which felt especially good due to her high level, was frighteningly tight, squeezing my entire length as if wringing it out, refusing to let go.
Even when I pulled out, the sensation of her walls clinging to me, as if trying to hold on until the very end, was unbearably good.
On top of that, I’d been holding back this whole time, so I felt like I was about to cum inside Silvia at any moment.
No, I guess I don’t have to hold back anymore.
“Silvia, I’m cumming once.”
“Yes! Please do!”
As if to guide my release, Silvia moved her hips diligently. The moment my Dick erupted, she lowered her hips deep, grinding her pussy back and forth as she squeezed me tightly.
“N-Now seven more times…”
As soon as I finished, Silvia tried to start moving again.
“Silvia, wait.”
“Y-Yes? Is-is something wrong…?”
No, your attitude is the problem.
We’re supposed to feel good together. If you just act scared like that, it feels like I’m forcing you, and that’s no fun for me either.
Well, it is my fault, though.
I can’t help it. I wanted to use the trick I just learned about her to go for longer, but my guilt won’t let me.
“Silvia. About what I said earlier, about not even looking at you.”
“Yes, hic. Yes.”
Silvia’s expression turned tearful again, as if she was anticipating what I would say.
“It was a joke.”
“…Eh?”
“I said it was a joke. I mean, think about it. I’m not some emotionless machine. You think I haven’t developed at least that much affection for you? Don’t worry. I may not look it, but I actually care about you a great deal.”
I just don't show it much because of the other girls.
“So you don’t have to be so scared. That will never happen.”
“Ah, ah, ah, Gu-Guwon-nim…!”
Tears began to stream from Silvia’s eyes again.
I told you not to cry.
I guess I have no choice. Time for some shock therapy.
“So, how about you start feeling it now?”
“Huh?”
Silvia tilted her head at my out-of-the-blue question.
“Silvia. Look at our situation. We’re sitting here, holding each other like lovers, connected like this. And right now, inside your belly, is where I just came. Don’t you feel anything?”
The moment I whispered that, the pressure from Silvia’s walls instantly skyrocketed.
“Ah, ah, ah, auwaaaaaaah…!”
And then, Silvia’s entire body began to tremble again.
There we go. That’s more like Silvia.
I was going to make her feel less mental pleasure so we could go longer, but I guess sex where both partners are properly feeling it is the best after all.
“Ah, but don’t you dare faint. There are still seven more to go. I came quickly just now because I’d been holding back, but the remaining seven won’t be so easy.”
“No no no! No way! I can’t take it! I’ll die!”
“Hang in there. Don’t give up. You can do it. Was what you said about doing anything a lie?”
“But but but!”
“I’m going to fill you up so much that you’ll get pregnant right through your contraception magic.”
“Hyaaaaaaaang!”
As I whispered while caressing her belly, Silvia came yet again.
Looks like we have a long way to go. Will I really be able to cum seven more times?
Silvia. Me not looking at you was a joke, but me doing this until I cum eight times? That wasn’t.
“I guess I have no choice. Since you’re struggling, shall I help you a little?”
I grabbed Silvia’s hips firmly.
Of course, if I took the lead like this, Silvia’s mental satisfaction would only grow, and as a result, it would be even harder for her to endure.
“N-No… Hiiit!”
Realizing this, Silvia tried to stop me, but it was too late.
My Dick, which hadn't lost any of its vigor even after ejaculating, retreated slightly before I powerfully thrust deep inside her again.
Since it’s come to this, maybe I’ll try going all night without using any skills at all.
Watching Silvia sob in excruciating pleasure, I made an even more cruel decision.
“I-I’m, hwat! Going to, hng! Die…!”
Survive, Silvia.