Chapter 206: Cecil’s Regression Corruption Master-Servant Reversal Side Story – The Penetrating Flower (21)

Chapter 206: Cecil’s Regression Corruption Master-Servant Reversal Side Story – The Penetrating Flower (21)

I’m not sure why Serena is connected to such a place. She said it’s a ‘place she knows through connections’.

Putting that aside, it was quite something that she knew the owner of such a large-scale establishment.

VIP brothels are completely different from ordinary ones.

They don’t hire just any random streetwalkers, but only ‘vetted’ individuals as staff.

Given that the clients are all nobles, you can tell how much effort they put into staff recruitment without me having to say it.

Furthermore, this establishment is a large building that can accommodate quite a lot of people.

Operating a brothel for demanding nobles is incredibly difficult, as you can imagine.

It’s so difficult that even newly rich upstarts who can’t even imitate it would struggle.

This is because dealing with nobles requires a significant amount of training and skill.

Therefore, nurturing a single prostitute costs a lot of money and effort.

And this is a ‘masochist’ brothel, known for being discreet and difficult to manage even among VIP establishments.

Masochist brothels are places where extremely intense play is possible, and unlike sadist brothels, the clients are the ones who suffer.

It requires a very delicate sense to cater to the perverse and demanding tastes of nobles without killing them.

There are countless brothels that have gone bankrupt targeting this wealthy niche market.

If you ask why I know so much, it’s because I bought and played all the DLCs for this game.

Although my detailed memories are a bit hazy now.

“Haak, Heek…”

I wiped the sweat dripping down my forehead and gazed at the Marchioness, who was panting and catching her breath.

Jessica Raven. 29 years old.

She said she became masochistic due to her husband’s perverted tastes after he passed away two years ago.

She fell into deep despair, believing no one else could fulfill her perverted desires.

But after discovering this brothel, she said she felt immense satisfaction.

…That’s the story of her life she told me before I choked her earlier.

I don’t know why she’s telling her life story to someone she’s only slept with once, but there are always people like that, aren’t there?

People who are desperate to talk about themselves.

I thought she was one of them and picked up the water bottle next to me.

‘It’s more tiring than I thought…?’

I also received thorough training for various aspects of this establishment when it was introduced to me.

While not needing specialized knowledge was a big advantage, I might as well have memorized entire thick textbooks instead of learning this stuff.

In any case, for the past two weeks, I’ve been staying here, eating and sleeping, and learning various sadist techniques.

I wonder how the remaining residents at the mansion are doing.

Scarlett told me not to worry, but I can’t help but feel anxious.

While Serena handles the cooking and housework, I’ve never been away from home for this long.

“Hwet, Heek… Hey, hey, hey. I still need more… Do, do more…”

As I fell into thought for a moment, the Marchioness lying next to me urged me for more stimulation.

In a normal brothel, they would readily comply, saying “I understand” and engage in intimacy.

But here, there’s a separate manual for ‘urging’.

I let out a faint sigh, composed myself, and slowly spread my legs.

Here, you shouldn’t carelessly fulfill the customers’ requests.

More precisely, you shouldn’t fulfill requests ‘without compensation’.

If you give them everything they ask for, you’ll receive complaints from the nobles who used the brothel.

They’ll complain that the service was strange for the high price they paid.

Then, that employee will be fired, and the establishment’s reputation will suffer through word-of-mouth.

In the noble community, where rumors and reputation are 99% of everything, a drop in ratings means death.

This is where the saying “to die by being forgotten” comes into play.

“With just your mouth?”

At my words, Jessica trembled and wore an expression of ecstasy.

Then, she crawled on all fours and came between my legs.

Her lustrous, silky hair and her blue eyes, like the sea.

However, coiled within those eyes was a base desire.

A desire to be choked, torn, and broken.

I arrogantly beckoned with my finger and said.

“Satisfy me. I’ll do it if I see you try.”

As I growled in a commanding and violent tone, Jessica’s face turned increasingly red.

Her legs were already wet.

Even if it’s just role-playing, saying such things to a Marchioness is quite nerve-wracking.

If I did this outside, I’d never see a good outcome.

But behind that nervousness, a strange pleasure began to creep in.

A woman who looks so elegant, who was treated like a flower on a cliff.

To bow her head to me just because of her sexual desires.

I couldn’t help but bite my lips in excitement.

“Hoo-hoo…”

Jessica let out a cute sound and licked my wet fissure with her tongue.

She slowly moved her tongue vertically, then wiggled it around my clitoris.

“Hoot…”

I couldn’t help but let out a sound at her surprisingly lewd tongue movements.

Ah, I shouldn’t be doing this.

The prostitutes in brothels are all in the “Master” position, so I shouldn’t show that I’m enjoying myself.

Showing sadism is recommended.

After all, since I’m the one doing the tormenting, if I enjoy it, the excitement fades.

Anyway, I can’t understand the minds of masochists.

However, she seemed not to have heard my moans due to her extreme excitement.

Her lips pursed as she sucked my vulva with a *chyoop-chyoop* sound, which was incredibly lewd.

She inserted her tongue and swirled it around, and with her free hand, she vigorously thrust into her own vulva.

*Jig-jig, jig*, the splashing sound spread nakedly.

Shall I add a little variation here?

I slowly stroked her hair and then gently brought my legs together.

Then, I tightly squeezed her head with my legs, suffocating her.

“Hoo, Hoot…!”

At the same time, Jessica’s arms and legs flailed with a pained voice.

Yet, she didn’t stop thrusting her vulva, which means she’s genuinely enjoying it.

When the play gets too intense, the usual signal to stop is making a V-shape with your fingers.

The hand gesture to continue with this intensity is an O-shape.

But seeing her thrusting her vulva so frantically, it seems like she can take more.

‘My head feels like it’s going to go crazy…’

And I also started to feel like enjoying myself.

My heart was pounding, and the thought of ruining the Marchioness as I pleased made my mind feel like it was melting.

I then tightened my legs and roughly grabbed Jessica’s breasts.

“Euk, Hoot…! Keuk, Keuk.”

Then, a pained moan was heard from below.

Even though her head was held and she was suffocating, her tongue didn’t stop.

This must be a sign that she wants more.

I torment her by pulling her breasts, which I’m holding tightly.

Her breasts are so large that they stretch quite a bit, which is quite amusing.

After holding her legs together for about 40 seconds, making her feel suffocated, I briefly loosened my grip.

“Ka, Haak… Kek… Ha… Heek…”

Then, she pulled her face away and coughed frantically.

Her face was covered in my arousal fluid.

For now, I think the suffocation play is enough.

I picked up the water bottle next to me and poured it all over her face.

This water is given to be used when she gets dirty during play.

Although the original purpose was to cleanse her dirty face.

She seemed so happy about it that her lower body trembled, and she ended up peeing.

How good must it have felt for her to even leak urine?

I pulled Jessica up from behind and nestled her into my embrace.

Even though she’s bigger than me, she fits quite stably.

“Hee… Huee…”

She’s so happy that she’s completely out of it.

Her body is still trembling slightly, and her eyes are completely glazed over.

Seeing her clench her fist, it seems she wants me to stop now.

I gently stroked her exhausted head, nodding.

Her request was, ‘After the play is over, please treat me warmly.’

She seemed to enjoy my touch, as she rubbed her head against my chest.

Her whole body was a mess of sweat, bodily fluids, and the water I had poured on her.

Her expression looked refreshed, so she seemed very happy.

“…Are you satisfied?”

At my words, Jessica simply nodded.

Customers here usually don’t say flattering words.

It’s a place to simply satisfy sexual desires, so why would nobles care about the opinion of a prostitute?

If she says it’s good, it’s genuinely good.

Jessica looked at me for a moment, then wrapped her hands around my neck.

Then, she slowly closed her eyes as if asking for a kiss.

I then met her lips and gave her a slow, sticky deep kiss.

I traced each of her teeth, mixed our tongues, and exchanged saliva.

We held each other’s breath for a long time, our heads cradled.

By the time our breaths reached their limit.

“Pahaa…”

Jessica parted her lips, seemingly satisfied.

The translucent silver threads that stretched between us were quite lewd.

She took a moment to catch her breath, let out a cute sound, and then spoke in a gentle voice.

“…I’ll request you again next time. Don’t take other customers.”

With those words, Jessica stood up and put on her robe.

She looked completely different from how she was moments ago, lying limply.

Perhaps she recharged her stamina with the deep kiss.

I didn’t really answer. She just said it unilaterally and left.

She probably didn’t think I would refuse.

I plan to come out a few more times, so it wasn’t a bad offer.

She was a really good customer.

We also seem to have good chemistry.

For now, all the work for today is done, so I just need to go to the counter and get paid.

I slowly got up, my body feeling a bit heavy, and put on my clothes.

This job isn’t bad either, surprisingly.

****

Gulp.

I swallowed involuntarily.

My heart pounded as blood rushed to my lower abdomen.

Why am I so excited right after finishing my work and entering the room?

“That’s because…”

It’s because Scarlett was standing there, wearing a sexy lingerie.

“I’ve accumulated a bit…”

Due to the travel distance to the brothel, I was away from home for two weeks and two days.

When I returned, she was waiting for me, leaking something sticky from between her legs.

Regardless of the fatigue from work, I forgot all about such trivial matters and rushed to her.

“Kyaa…!”

I immediately knocked down Scarlett, who let out a cute voice.

As expected, it’s tough out there.

I thought this while looking at Scarlett, who was panting beneath me.