Euphemia el Lerenne Ruerg
“Are you just going to watch?”
“D-don’t rush me……”
Still on all fours, Euphemia carefully tugged down Ferzen’s trousers and began fiddling with his flaccid member. At the sound of his voice, she dipped her head lower, whining petulantly for no good reason.
The smell……
Unlike before, a slightly stale scent pricked at her nostrils. Perhaps because he’d only just woken up. But this wasn’t the time to fuss over such details, so Euphemia parted her small lips and gently took Ferzen’s cock into her mouth.
It wasn’t yet large or hard…… The way it rolled powerlessly under her tongue made it seem a bit pathetic, stirring a faint sense of superiority in her.
But that lasted only a moment. She felt pathetic herself for forcing a sense of superiority out of something so trivial, rationalizing it away. In reality, she couldn’t even muster a single word of protest as she meekly buried her face between his legs and licked at his cock……
“Ngh, mmph……!”
As it gradually hardened and swelled, scraping the roof of her mouth and nudging her throat, Euphemia squeezed her eyes shut, fighting back the urge to gag.
It’s getting…… big……
Her jaw began to ache dully. Still, she endured, parting her lips briefly to exhale the air from her mouth before slowly bobbing her head.
This entire process was something Ferzen had taught her, which felt strangely off-putting…… But she didn’t want to lick his cock and make those vulgar sounds like she had back then.
Stroke.
“……”
Ferzen’s large hand gathered her slipping hair, neatly tucking it back before gently stroking the nape of her neck.
It felt like praise—like he was saying she was doing well—so Euphemia shook her head faintly in denial.
“Kgh……! Nghk!”
But in that instant, as he pressed firmly on the back of her head and thrust his cock deep inside, Euphemia’s eyes welled with tears, yet she didn’t dare resist his touch.
It hurts……
A little time passed, and as her jaw throbbed with pain, Euphemia subtly pulled her head back.
“Ngh, ha……”
Fortunately, the hand on her nape didn’t stop her. She spat out the throbbing cock from her small mouth, panting as she swallowed the pooled saliva.
“D-don’t……”
Even as she caught her breath, Ferzen slapped her cheek lightly with his erect cock, as if to remind her exactly what her position was. Euphemia glared up at him, brimming with as much displeasure as she could muster.
Squeeze.
“D-don’t, I said……”
Of course, it was futile. His rock-hard cock continued slapping and prodding her cheeks, as if demanding she lower her insolent gaze, filling her with shame and humiliation.
In the process, a bead of something—not quite precum, glistening like dew at the tip—smeared across her face. Euphemia could only sigh at how disheveled she must look now.
“……”
Finally resigned, she cast her eyes down like a dog tucking its tail. The throbbing cock pressed softly against her lips.
“Haah……”
She naturally parted her mouth and carefully took it in again.
If someone saw her now, what would they say? On all fours like a dog submitting to its master, face buried between his legs with his cock in her mouth…… It was unmistakably the behavior of a base bitch in heat, not a proper lady.
Perhaps even worse than a dog. Unlike one that merely licked its master’s feet, she was licking…… sucking a man’s cock.
“Ngh……”
As self-loathing welled up, she bobbed her head back and forth for a moment until Ferzen let out a faint groan and pressed firmly on her nape.
It was the telltale sign of impending release. Euphemia stopped moving, pursing her lips slightly to tease only the glans with the tip of her tongue.
She hated how naturally she’d learned such techniques, ones she had no desire to know…… But with her mouth filling with semen, she had no room to dwell on the sadness before grimacing.
Bitter……
Beyond the taste, she despised the viscous texture unique to thick cum.
As Ferzen tapped the back of her head lightly……
“Pop……”
Euphemia, who had taken his load in her mouth, sucked out the remaining drops as she’d been taught, then raised her upper body from her prone position.
Gulp!
Knowing he’d make her swallow anyway, she squeezed her eyes shut and downed the mixture of her saliva and his thick semen in one go.
“Cough, cough—!”
As the sticky fluid slid down her throat into her stomach, Euphemia hacked repeatedly.
But perhaps it was finally over—she wiped the tears from her eyes with faint joy and looked at Ferzen……
“Ah……”
His cock was still erect, twitching vigorously.
“N-no……!”
His large hand seized her ankle. Desperate not to be dragged in, Euphemia clutched the bedsheets, but she was pulled effortlessly into his embrace, trapped there.
“The notion that mages lack stamina is a poor prejudice, Euphemia.”
“Haak!”
His hot breath tickled her ear as his hand slipped under her skirt, nudging her pristine panties aside to gently caress her folds.
“Is it sweat making you so wet, or……”
“I-I don’t…… I don’t know……”
Ferzen trailed off suggestively, but either answer was too humiliating to admit, so Euphemia refused to respond.
“Very well. Let’s assume so.”
A faint smile played on his lips as he sat her sideways, supporting her waist with one hand and spreading her legs.
He dragged her pure white panties down to her ankles, then swept his palm over her tightly closed slit.
Twitch!
Her body trembled at the touch on her pussy, but she bit her lip hard, stifling any moan.
It seemed a resolute declaration: she wouldn’t utter a single sound of pleasure to please him……
“Euphemia…… Spread it yourself.”
Ferzen whispered mischievously right in her ear.
“I-I’m already spread……”
But her intent didn’t come across right, so Ferzen patted her pussy with his palm and clarified.
“I mean with your hands. Spread this yourself.”
“I-I can’t……!”
Understanding dawned, and Euphemia shook her head violently in his arms.
“I don’t need to hear that you can’t. What matters is that you must. I won’t say it twice.”
His hand shifted from her pussy slightly upward, resting on her lower abdomen where her womb lay.
Euphemia glanced up at him with a tearful pout, then tremblingly reached down to……
“Good girl.”
……spread her folds apart with her own hands.
“Ngh……!”
In extreme humiliation, she couldn’t bear to look and turned her head away, but Ferzen gripped her chin, forcing her gaze downward.
“Nnh……!”
“Such a pretty color.”
He gently traced the edges around her glistening pink inner flesh, making her watch every vulgar detail as her own pussy was toyed with.
Squelch.
“……”
Moments later, as sticky love juices clung to his fingers with a lewd sound, stretching in strands, Euphemia shook her head even though he said nothing.
“The foods I’ve been feeding you for the pregnancy seem to have paid off.”
He pulled his hand away briefly, rubbing his index and thumb together right before her eyes—the viscosity far thicker than last time.
“G-get it away……”
She tried to yank his thick forearm away with the hands still spreading her pussy, but…… of course, it was futile.
Instead, as he spread his legs wider and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling his arm inward, she was dragged along helplessly.
“Sit properly.”
She collapsed awkwardly onto his lap like a scolded child smacked on the rear.
Poke, poke.
His throbbing cock jabbed at her belly.
“Euphemia.”
“I-I know……”
At this point, the outcome was inevitable. Still, she moved as slowly as possible, straddling his lap.
Slap!
“Haak!”
“Not that way. Face me.”
Her petty act of defiance was met with a smack on the ass and correction. Euphemia pursed her lips tightly and turned to face him.
“W-why……”
Even facing him, his left hand reached out farther. Fearing another spank, she huddled defensively and asked.
“Lift your hips a little.”
“……”
No.
She hated it, but she placed her hands on his shoulders, bent her spread knees into a squat, and raised her ass slightly.
“Good girl.”
“Nnh……”
Instead of her head, he stroked her lewdly protruding ass, then planted a light kiss on her nape.
“Now lower yourself onto it.”
“D-do I really have to…… do this myself……?”
“Didn’t I tell you? What you need isn’t refusal or doubt—it’s to do it.”
He guided her right hand resting on his shoulder down, kindly wrapping it around his cock.
“Sit.”
His tone carried the authoritative command of a master to a young pup, laced with an oppressiveness hard to defy……
“……”
After a brief but profound agony, Euphemia positioned his glans at her entrance and slowly lowered her hips.
Squelch—!
“Hngh……!”
Her slick, viscous pussy made an obscenely lewd sound, announcing as his cock burrowed inside.
“N-nhgk!”
Tremble……!
When about half his length filled her depths, Euphemia’s legs shook like leaves in the wind, instinctively halting.
He was her only experience, and even that infrequent—now, with his massive cock stuffing her after so long, it felt alien and uncomfortable. Lowering further might impale her completely, she feared, so she froze.
“Ah……!”
But then, his hands seized her squatting legs and yanked downward……
Splurt!
She slammed down in an instant, her womb battered roughly by his glans. Her body shuddered violently as she screamed silently.
Normally, such a sudden strike to the cervix would bring only pain, no pleasure—but for some reason, Euphemia’s mind went white with ecstasy, more thick nectar gushing forth.
Stroke.
As Ferzen caressed her back and gripped her waist, thrusting deep to prod her womb again……
“Haa……! Nngh! Kyaaang!”
Her blocked breath burst free in a near-scream. She clung tightly to his nape.
His hands were only at her waist anyway—if she didn’t, she’d topple backward. Yet even as her upper body leaned in, her hips strained desperately to pull away.
It was too unfamiliar, too frightening. If pleasure as torture existed, this was it—torso forward, lower body retreating……
But with his iron grip on her waist.
Splat!
“Aang!”
Pulling back achieved nothing.
“So frivolous, Euphemia. The maids are waiting outside. Do you want them to hear exactly how you’re embracing me?”
“Hik……! Aaang!”
Good yet confusing. As his measured words pierced her haze, Euphemia clung desperately to reason. Her quivering legs spasmed like in a seizure as she wrapped them around his waist, impaling herself deeper.
“Kgh, hngh……!”
The glans pressed softly against her womb, a jolt racing up her spine, driving her mad…… But if she bound him like this, an infant clinging tight, maybe he couldn’t move. She held on with all her might.
“Ah……”
But it didn’t fully immobilize him. Rather, like a kiss, his glans ground slowly against her cervix, teasing it. Euphemia’s shoulders jerked; she sobbed, dissolving into tears.
For her, this was her first reverse cowgirl—no, Portio sex.
“Hak……!”
Pride, dignity—none mattered against the dizzying waves surging from her core. Burying her face in his nape, she tried desperately to quell it……
Gush!
“Uh, haa…… aaah……”
Hot. Without warning, his thick semen flooded her like waste, without preamble, ruining her efforts to calm down.
Splurt!
Not urine, but odorless clear fluid leaked from their joined parts……
Pop!
As his cock was forcibly withdrawn from her clenched pussy, Euphemia’s strength failed entirely, collapsing into his arms.
Ferzen gently laid the still-trembling woman on the bed, then clicked his tongue at the heavily stained sheets.
“This…… You truly need disciplining.”
“Hngk!”
Splurt!
A mere offhand remark from him, but Euphemia caught it and reflexively clenched her pussy, expelling thick semen mixed with her fluids.
“……Was it that good?”
Not in Lee Seojin’s memories, Ferzen spoke with genuine bafflement……
But to the utterly disheveled Euphemia, it sounded like mockery. Half-mad with rage, she retorted.
“It…… wasn’t good.”
“……”
“Y-your thing…… was too…… s-small……”
A desperate jab at her pride, born of defiance……
Creak!
“Ah……!”
She regretted it instantly.
Ferzen approached, prying apart her tightly clenched legs by force.
“N-no……”
“It’s fine. If my wife can’t even gauge the size of what’s entered her so many times—if she’s that numb—then as her husband, I must try harder.”
Her clothes were stripped away. His face buried in her sweat-slick cleavage.
His cock invaded her still-throbbing depths……
“Hngk……!”
Creak!
The bed rocked more violently than ever.
* * * * *
“……”
“……”
The two maids waiting outside exchanged flushed glances in silence.
Even in their forties, the woman’s pleasure-drenched moans echoing for nearly two hours were utterly embarrassing for them.
Oh my…… It seems they’ve finally finished.
The bedroom fell into an awkward silence as the cries faded. Realizing it was time to enter, the maids composed themselves.
Jingle—
Knock, knock.
As expected, the clear bell rang. After a perfunctory knock, they entered.
“……”
He’d apparently aired the room, but the raw scent of sex hung thickly, embarrassingly potent.
“Change the bedsheets, clean the stains on the floor…… But first, wash Madam thoroughly.”
Sweat-matted hair clung to her nape. Her eyes half-unfocused.
But otherwise, Ferzen had redressed her, so she didn’t look too precarious. Indeed, as the maids approached, her gaze sharpened properly.
She was simply exhausted, her mind adrift from the ordeal.
“Madam, take my arm.”
Dazed, as if she’d leap from the window at a word…… Euphemia gripped the maids’ arms, leaning on them as they slowly headed to the bath.
“Ah……”
But midway down the hall.
Drip.
Thick semen trickled down her thigh to the floor……
Euphemia felt her scattered wits return amid crushing shame, clamping her legs tight.
“It’s fine.”
Unfazed, a maid bent to wipe the spill with a handkerchief.
How much had he poured into her? Midway, stamina failing, she’d lain limp like a doll, legs splayed, voicelessly taking his lust……
Ah……
From between her clenched thighs, endless semen soaked her underwear, staining even her skirt hem lewdly.
“D-don’t look……”
Finally in the bath, as the maids undressed her, the thick cum clinging inside her dress stretched like cheese……
Euphemia covered her face with both hands, face crumpling in tears.
Yet amid the humiliating shock, she knew her best rebellion.
As they bathed her, she scraped out the semen stubbornly filling her pussy.
“Ngh……”
Of course, even then.
Lingering echoes of pleasure made her feel faint tingles from her own fingers, plunging her into self-loathing once more.