Chapter 659: Conquering the 4th Floor
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 659: Conquering the 4th Floor
“Nngh… Heut…”
Sara’s hand reached down to grasp my dick, and she stood on her tiptoes, trying somehow to insert it into herself from that position.
But no matter how hard she tried, it was impossible for her to insert my rigid cock from that angle.
It was true that Sara was quite tall for a woman, and with her good proportions, she had long legs, but even considering all that, I was still much taller. Plus, my dick was quite long.
To top it all off, my cock was so stiffly erect that it wouldn’t bend to the side, so no matter how much she stood on her tiptoes and strained, it only ended up rubbing against her smooth lower abdomen.
This, in its own way, felt pretty damn good.
“Hnng… Heut… Kngh…”
As she failed to even get it inside, Sara, who was already flustered, seemed to grow even more anxious. A slightly tearful moan escaped her lips as she fidgeted, unsure of what to do.
It was only when the tip of my cock began to press and rub into the hollow of her navel that I finally looked down at her and spoke again.
“Who told you to insert it?”
“Eh… Eht?”
At my words, Sara, who had been desperately trying to sheathe me, wore another look of bewilderment.
After so many unexpected turns of events, her usual cool demeanor had now completely vanished.
Sara, who has vanished… Pfft. No. Stop it. This isn’t the time to burst out laughing at a dad joke. Hold it in. I can’t laugh right now.
“Are you telling me you’ve already forgotten what I told you to do?”
I desperately maintained a serious expression as I spoke, glancing toward the table where we had been sitting earlier.
“Ah, ahhht!”
As if she finally realized what I had told her to do, Sara’s face turned beet red and she began to flush with embarrassment.
“Or is it that you still refuse to obey my command, and all you care about is getting off on my cock?”
“N-No! That’s not what I meant!”
I pressed her further to make her even more embarrassed, and just as I expected, she denied it, her face a deep crimson.
“Formal speech!”
“That’s not it! I was just…!”
“If that’s not it, then hurry up and do what you were told! You clumsy maid!”
“Hyaht! I-I’m sorry!”
As I said that, I flicked my hips again, lightly smacking her lower abdomen with my dick. Sara flinched and apologized loudly before immediately bending her knees and lowering her body.
Even for Sara, who gets into the mood so well during this kind of play, this was a situation where she would normally have a word or two to say by now.
It seemed that getting caught pretending to be drunk earlier was weighing heavily on her conscience.
The fact that the wine I’d had her drink just before had made her slightly tipsy was probably also a factor.
“Heut… Nnh…”
In any case, Sara obediently followed along with the maid play, leaning her back against the wall and bending her knees to sit neatly between my legs.
As she did so, my cock, which had been pressed against her lower abdomen, naturally rubbed against her body.
The tip, which had been nestled in her navel, slipped out with a slight resistance and slid up past her stomach, finding its way between the fabric of her maid outfit covering her breasts.
It didn’t manage to slip past her underwear, but the sensation of her bra-clad breasts pressing against both sides of my dick was, in its own way, incredibly pleasant.
She was just overshadowed by the overwhelming mountain ranges around her; Sara herself boasted breasts that were the perfect size to fit in one of my hands.
But regardless of how good I felt, Sara was visibly flustered.
My command to her was, in no uncertain terms, to suck me with her mouth.
The tip of my cock was peeking out over her maid uniform, past her cleavage, but sucking it from this position would be difficult.
So, Sara shifted her body, trying to somehow pull my dick back out of her uniform.
But it seemed that standing up after having already knelt down was no easy task.
She was sitting with the tops of her feet flat against the floor, the wall at her back and my body in front, leaving almost no room to move forward or backward.
She couldn’t even lean to stand, let alone find the space to untie the knot at her back and take off the maid outfit.
What’s more, she had sat down with her knees between my legs, so she didn’t even have room to move her legs to the side and change her posture.
Because of this, despite her impressive physical abilities, Sara was struggling quite a bit.
If I had just stepped back a little, or even just pulled my legs back slightly, she could have stood up in an instant, but I decided to just watch the situation unfold.
The feeling of her breasts brushing against my cock every time she squirmed was pleasant, and I was curious to see what she would do.
“Nngh… Th-This… How… Lick…”
After squirming for a while, Sara finally seemed to give up. She glanced up at my expression, then cautiously lowered her head and stuck out her tongue, giving the tip of my cock a little lick.
“Kgh!”
The sudden stimulation on the head of my cock and her adorable action made me let out an involuntary groan.
But to Sara, my groan must not have sounded positive.
And why would it? The last time, I’d given her a stern look when she only licked my cock instead of sucking it.
“Hnng… Schluuurp. Schluurp.”
Because of that, Sara immediately moved on to her next action.
With a pout, she pressed her forehead against my lower abdomen and managed to lower her head just enough for her lips to reach the tip of my cock.
Then, as if to announce, ‘I’m sucking really hard now,’ she desperately made loud schluurping noises as she sucked on the very tip.
As if thinking that this ambiguous act, which could hardly be called a blowjob, wasn’t enough, she brought both hands to the sides of her chest and pressed her firm, underwear-clad breasts together, sandwiching my dick between them and rubbing it.
It felt good.
It felt good, but it was still a bit lacking.
The sensation of her breasts would have been better without the underwear, and the oral service would have been better if she wasn’t just sucking the tip.
I guess I have no choice.
I’d had my fill of watching a flustered Sara act cute. Now, it was time for me to make a move for some real pleasure.
“Sara.”
“Ye-Yes!”
When I called her name, Sara hurriedly lifted her head to look at me.
Her usual cool expression was nowhere to be found. Instead, she looked at me with an expression that seemed to say, ‘Hnng. This isn’t enough, is it?’ which was incredibly cute.
“I’ll help you out just this once, so do it properly.”
“Yes! Thank you! Master!”
At my words, Sara’s anxious expression finally melted away, and she smiled brightly, thanking me.
Still, seeing her this immersed in the maid role felt a little strange.
Is she actually drunk?
No, if she’s only this lightly tipsy, it doesn’t matter at all. In fact, I should be grateful.
In any case, seeing Sara so completely absorbed in her role as a maid, with that happy expression on her face, I felt a sudden urge to tease her.
Maybe I’m completely absorbed in my role as the mean master. Yes. That must be it.
Making that excuse to myself, I lowered my hips slightly and pulled my cock out from between her maid uniform.
Then, being careful not to let it slip back between the fabric, I stood up straight.
Of course, without increasing the distance between us one bit.
“Um, M-Master…? L-Like this, I can’t get it in my mouth… Schluurp…?”
Naturally, Sara couldn’t get my cock in her mouth.
Of course she couldn’t. With no room to move her head back and forth, how could she possibly take it?
Sara tried to move her head around, as if to at least attempt it, but her face only ended up getting smeared with the precum leaking from the tip of my cock, with no other result.
Then, with a bewildered look, as if she didn’t understand my intentions, she looked up at me and, as if deciding to at least do this much, pressed her lips to the base of my shaft and gave it a suck.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Of course, I looked down at her and deliberately lowered my voice.
“Schluu… Ye-Yes?!”
At my displeased tone, Sara, who had been about to kiss my balls instead, startled and pulled her mouth away.
“Don’t tell me a maid doesn’t even know how to properly service her master with her mouth?”
“N-No. No! That’s not it! Um!”
“Or what? Are you planning on making me go to the trouble not just once, but twice?”
“Th-That’s…!”
Watching the flustered Sara, I deliberately let out a loud sigh and shook my head.
“Haaah… I suppose it can’t be helped. Fine. I was planning on disciplining you from the start. I’ll put in a little more effort, just this once.”
With that, I finally took a step back, creating some distance.
“Open your mouth.”
“Ye-Yes! Ahh… Nngh… Nn… Nnght…”
Of course, the moment Sara obediently opened her mouth, I immediately closed the distance again, pressing my cock between her lips.
I may have talked about discipline and all that, but this was just play.
I had no intention of actually making Sara suffer, so I controlled my speed, pushing my dick into her mouth at a pace she could handle.
Like that, I closed the distance until more than half of my cock—no, almost the entire length—was inside Sara’s mouth.
“Nnghp… Heup… Nn…”
But even then, Sara still looked up at me with a helpless expression.
It made sense, since there was still no room for her to move her head back and forth.
Of course, if she took my cock all the way to her throat and swallowed it to the root, she might be able to move a little, and since she was now used to sucking me, she was more than capable of taking it all the way.
But even then, the distance she could move would be minuscule.
It would still be impossible for her to provide a satisfying service to her master.
That’s why Sara wore that helpless expression, moving her tongue to stimulate the part of my cock inside her mouth as if to say she’d at least do this much.
Of course, I had no intention of being satisfied with just that.
“From now on, I will personally discipline you. I’ll make sure your body learns exactly what it means to serve your master.”
With those words, I began to slowly move my hips back and forth.
I was also pressed up against the wall with only about a head’s worth of space between me and Sara, so it felt quite awkward to place my hands on the wall and move my hips.
“Nn… Eht. Heup… Nn… Nnht… Mmm… Nnghp…”
With the back of her head against the wall, Sara diligently accepted my cock as it moved in and out of her mouth.
She pursed her lips tightly, squeezing my entire shaft, while her tongue licked up and down the underside.
However, because her lips were gripping my cock so tightly, her head moved back and forth ever so slightly, and with every thrust of my hips, the back of her head tapped lightly against the wall.
Of course, with her physical abilities, it wouldn’t cause any damage… but even if this was just play, I couldn’t treat my Sara so roughly.
I reached down with one hand and gently supported the back of her head.
“Nnngh…! Heut…!”
To maintain the pretense that it wasn’t a gentle act, I held her head as if I were controlling her movements while I thrust, but it seemed Sara saw right through my intentions.
She’s always been so good at reading my mind.
Seeing Sara look up at me with a slight smile in her eyes, I deliberately hardened my expression to keep the mood and continued to thrust my hips.
“I’m about to cum. Make sure you swallow every last drop without spilling any.”
“Nnngh…! Heup… Nn… Nnght… Nn… Gulp… Gulp…”
But my stern expression had no effect at all.
Even as I made my selfish declaration and began to cum directly into her mouth, Sara wore a happy expression and gulped down my semen.
“Nnmm… Schluurp… Hah… Hah… I’ve… swallowed it all. Ahh…”
After meticulously licking my cock clean with her tongue, she gave it one last, strong suck to draw out any remaining semen. When I took a step back, she looked up at me as if asking for praise and opened her mouth to show me.
What is this adorable creature?