Chapter 48 (Part 1)

〈 Episode 48 〉Jamie, Rosie, and the Count

Jamie, Rosie, and the Count finished their hours-long, intense lovemaking session and fell asleep together on the bed, with Jamie in the middle. The next day, after they all woke up, Rosie quietly asked Jamie,

“So, who do you like more, the Count or me?”

“Of course, I like Rosie more!”

At Jamie’s words, Rosie allowed them to live together. It was an unspoken truce. The Count, too, didn’t want to cause any more trouble with unnecessary pride, so he didn’t say anything pointless.

Of course, this decision was because Rosie inwardly accepted the Count, who passed her standards in terms of personality and wealth. The Count breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had received permission from his mother-in-law.

That day, Jamie and Rosie packed their bags and began living together at the Count’s mansion. Initially, they intended to share a room with the Count, but sensing an ominous future, the Count persuaded them to use adjacent rooms.

Jamie quit being a maid as she began living in the mansion. This was partly because the Count, thinking of marriage, no longer wanted her to work as a simple servant, and partly because she couldn’t properly dedicate time to her duties as a maid, as she was always with the Count.

Rosie didn’t want to live as a freeloader even after coming to the mansion. Saying she wanted to know what the Count did, she quickly learned various tasks from tutors to become a secretary. As expected of her intelligence, Rosie acquired enough knowledge to perform basic secretarial duties in three months and began working with the Count.

Not long after, the Count announced his engagement to Jamie. There were many comments from the kingdom’s nobles, but since the Count had no immediate family, there were no internal problems within the Earldom in proceeding with the engagement. The two celebrated their engagement with the blessings of the city’s key figures and the mansion’s servants.

The Count, who had come to enjoy fast and efficient work processing to increase the time he spent with Jamie, was today also handling documents as the mayor of the free city and the commander of the garrison. He called his secretary, Rosie.

“Rosie, if you’ve finished your work, how about helping me? These days, the work is quite challenging.”

The answer came from under the desk.

“Huff! They say men think better when they take a load off; please consider it work to improve efficiency.”

Rosie was squatting with her feet together in front of the Count, sucking on his Shaft that was sticking out.

“Well, you’re not wrong, but…”

“…Or do you not like me doing this?”

At Rosie’s sharp gaze, he vehemently denied it.

“N-No, not at all. I’m just grateful…”

“Hehe. Of course, you should be, getting this from a woman like me.”

Rosie, smiling softly again at the Count’s words, finished speaking and swallowed his Shaft again from under the desk. Pushing the golden hair tickling her eyes to the side, she moved her head, sucking on his Shaft.

‘How did this happen…’

Jamie, of course, demanding the Count’s Semen like a Succubus was a familiar occurrence, but lately, Rosie had also been taking his Semen more often. The Count, already struggling with just Jamie, had been feeling a desperate threat to his life recently.

Moreover, Rosie was constantly with the Count during the day, so he had no choice but to have his Semen squeezed out even more. Receiving fellatio from a beautiful secretary while working was a great luxury, but he became increasingly afraid of his encounters with Jamie at night.

Chup, chuup-

Whether the Count felt threatened or not, Rosie was focused on extracting Semen from his Shaft.

‘I used to find it disgusting and couldn’t even swallow it, but lately, it smells good.’

Like a late-blooming thief not knowing when dawn will break, Rosie had been enjoying sex more since being taken by the Count. The Count, who was the target, was dying day by day, but Rosie wasn’t considerate enough to worry about his circumstances.

“Huum…”

“Ugh!”

As she urged him to climax, caressing his Balls with both hands, the Count eventually had to offer the overdue payment into Rosie’s mouth. Rosie, who continued to suck on his Shaft even as he ejaculated, received every last drop of Milky fluid.

When their eyes met, she opened her mouth to show the Semen filling her mouth and then swallowed it all down. Rosie came out from under the desk and straightened her disheveled clothes. The Count felt his Shaft throbbing at the suggestive sight Rosie had shown him, and his face turned pale.

‘I-If I get milked any more here, I might die…!’

“Where did you learn that?”

“Why, did you think you were my first man, Count?”

“…It doesn’t really matter.”

“Well, I don’t dislike you either, Count.”

With those words, Rosie lightly kissed the Count on the cheek. The Count had initially had relations with Rosie at Jamie’s insistence, but as Rosie became more friendly towards him, he felt a slight tingling sensation. As Rosie herself said, a woman like her handling both work and sexual matters was something a man couldn’t resist.

‘Hmm… Could it be that she said she’d be my secretary because of this…’

Suppressing the question that momentarily arose in his mind, he began to fight the documents with Rosie, his mind a little clearer.

One evening, the Count finished his work for the day and was training alone in the training grounds.

‘Kuh… Is there any greater humiliation than this…’

He recalled what had happened recently…

A few days ago, the Count was heading to Jamie’s bedroom as usual. Opening the door, he met Jamie and Rosie. The Count froze at their unexpected appearance. It wasn’t a problem that there were two women, but the problem was that they were naked. Seeing Jamie and Rosie lying on the bed, smiling and staring at him, the Count knew they had made up their minds.

‘Rosie, didn’t you already milk me twice today…’

It was a terrifying scene for him, who had been milked by Jamie last night and by Rosie this afternoon. Their figures were so seductive and even violent that other men would have ejaculated on the spot, but to the Count, they looked no different from a living guillotine.

He, who had been happy at the thought of having relations with Jamie, felt his Shaft, which had been soaring with anticipation, shrink helplessly in the face of the fear of dying from overexertion.

At that moment, the Count shamelessly ran out of the room without a word.

“Ehh? Master, where are you going!”

“Ugh, Count! Hey! Stop right there!”

Jamie’s flustered words and Rosie’s sharp shouts chased after him, but he didn’t want to be sucked dry by two women and die before he turned 40, so he had to retreat to his room without looking back.

From that day until now, the Count had endured Jamie’s longing gaze and Rosie’s murderous glare without having relations. Today, he set a new record in work processing amidst Rosie’s glares and came here for physical training.

‘To have to train not to ascend to a higher realm but to avoid dying… anyone who hears that would laugh themselves to death.’

However, the Count was taking his training more seriously than anyone else due to a desperate threat to his life. As he was engrossed in training, he was puzzled when he heard footsteps outside.

‘I told everyone not to come here for a while?’

It was the Head Maid who had come to find the Count while he was exercising.

“Katrin, is it urgent?”

“It’s an issue concerning the Master’s life, so it must be quite urgent.”

The Count was flustered by the Head Maid’s laughter-filled voice.

“…Since when has my life been in such danger?”

“Hehe… I heard the story from Jamie, who asked me for advice yesterday.”

The Count’s face turned red at having his embarrassing behavior exposed to her, who had watched him since he was young.

“Jamie was feeling down, thinking that you found her burdensome. If there was such a thing, you should have told me sooner… There’s a treasure that the 14th head of the family obtained and has been entrusted to the servants for generations.”

“I’ve never heard of such a treasure… Could it be?”

Katrin nodded and said with a smile.

“It’s an item that increases virility and stamina. It has been secretly passed down only to the adult heads of the family.”

“R-Really!”

“I’ve only heard about it, but even the previous head of the family, who didn’t do much training, completely won over his wife, who complained every time, with this. If it’s you, Master, you should be able to gain the upper hand over both of them.”

The Count, who had been cornered, had a bright expression on his pale face at the Head Maid’s words.

“Oh, oh…!”

“Once you feed it blood to recognize its master, it’s an item that makes you feel energized just by having it nearby, even if you’re not holding it. It’s a great item that doesn’t get in the way even during lovemaking.”

He was overjoyed to receive unexpected salvation in a desperate crisis.

“Thank you so much, Katrin. You’re my lifesaver!”

At the Count’s words, the Head Maid bowed politely.

“Your happiness is my happiness. Now, let’s go to the ladies.”

“Yes!”

The Count left the training room with a dignified air, leaving behind the cheering Katrin.

Going back in time, around the time the Count was training, Jamie and Rosie were talking together in Jamie’s bedroom.

“Ugh… Was I too aggressive with Master?”

“We’re getting married soon, why do you keep calling him Master!”

“Then what should I call him? Honey, darling?”

When Jamie brought up the titles she used to call him, Rosie’s face crumpled like crumpled paper.

“This is bullshit… It pisses me off when you say that to others. Just call him Master when no one else is around.”

“Okay!”

“Don’t worry too much about that man. He must have been feeling unwell.”

“Really?”

Jamie tilted her head at the ridiculous excuse. Rosie inwardly reflected a little.

‘I’ve been squeezing him a bit lately. But I don’t really want to restrain myself… If he doesn’t like it, he can use more strength.’

Rosie had initially treated the Count as just someone to extract Semen from, but she had grown fond of him as they spent time together. Of course, Jamie was still her number one.

“Is there anything I can do for Master to cheer him up?”

“Huh? Do what?”

Rosie was puzzled by Jamie’s words.

“Make Master feel energized!”

“Energy? Hmm…”

Rosie thought hard and smiled ominously. Knowing that the target of the smile was herself, not the Count, Jamie became acutely anxious.

“Rosie, you’re not thinking of something weird again, are you?”

“What’s weird?”

“What you’re doing now, kyaa!”

“Hehehehe… Come to think of it, you used to tie me up and have fun with that Count, didn’t you?”

“Ah, that was for you, Rosie, kyaang♥”

“You did something really hateful. Hehe, come to think of it, we haven’t had any alone time lately…”

Rosie quickly grabbed a Ball gag from among the various tools she had brought and gagged Jamie’s mouth.

“Huuph, uwoo!”

“It’ll be a bit pitiful if the Count suddenly faces you, so I’ll loosen you up a bit.”

“Kkuwoo!”

Jamie screamed, suffocating, as she saw Rosie approaching with Wooden rods in both hands.

Having cleaned himself up before the decisive battle, the Count confidently opened the bedroom door. He was confident today, but they always far exceeded his imagination.

“Hee… You ran away like a rat with its tail between its legs last time, what brings you here this time?”

Rosie’s words were barbed.

“I don’t think that’s what’s important right now.”

“Eup! Euuwoo!”

Jamie, despite being in her own bedroom, was tied to the bed with a blindfold and a Ball gag. Of course, she was naked. Rosie smiled brightly, unlike her usual self.

“Jamie has been commendably looking for a way to energize the Count. So, I personally wrapped the gift for the Count!”

“It seems like you’ve not only wrapped the gift but also tasted it already?”

“Hooheu♥”

As he said, Jamie’s body was already red in many places, and a Wooden rod was inserted into her pussy. As Rosie flicked her finger on her Clit, Jamie, whose mouth was gagged, mumbled something.

“Heugeuheet♥”

Jamie, whose whole body had already become sensitive, couldn’t withstand the Clit flick and let out a stifled moan, gushing Love Nectar between the Dildo inserted in her pussy. As the Count watched the merciless scene with a cold sweat, Rosie said with a smile.

“Consider it a service fee. Jamie was being cheeky to me last time, too.”

“Euhoo♥”

As Rosie pinched Jamie’s nipples and poked her pussy with the Wooden rod, Jamie felt pleasure again even in her orgasmic state and let out suppressed moans.

‘It’s already been several months… She’s still holding a grudge.’

It seemed that Rosie still hadn’t forgotten what had happened to her with the Count and Jamie. In any case, the sight of Jamie tied up and suspended in the air was a rare sight for the Count and was erotic enough to energize his Shaft.

The Count immediately threw off the clothes he was wearing. Rosie smiled intriguingly at his motivated appearance.

“You’re more energetic than usual. Did you like this kind of thing?”

“I won’t bother answering that.”

“Alright~ Jamie. Were you bored?”

Rosie removed the Ball gag from Jamie, who had saliva drooling from her mouth. Jamie, who was still trembling from the afterglow of her orgasm, protested to Rosie as her mouth opened.

“Heuk♥ Phuha! That’s too much, Rosie… You said you weren’t angry!”

“This is all because I cherish and love you.”

Jamie, always burdened by Rosie’s love, wiggled her legs with the Wooden rod inserted between them and said.

“I don’t really need that kind of love…”

“Are you going to keep talking just the two of you?”

“Hiyang♥”

As the Count pulled the Wooden rod out of Jamie’s pussy, she screamed.

“Ugh… Where are you, Master? I can’t see anything… Haheuk♥ N-No, not there!”

Suddenly playful, the Count lightly touched Jamie’s anus. Rosie and the Count, who made eye contact, felt that their minds were in agreement. The two exchanged a silent agreement.

‘Call?’

‘Call.’

Soon, the two began to play Jamie’s body like an instrument. She had to moan several times as she was suspended in the air, receiving their touches.

“Heuee… Please untie me now…”

“Oops…”

They had been playing with Jamie for a long time, but at her tearful plea, the Count untied the ropes and lowered her. Jamie’s arms and legs, which had been suspended for a long time, had red marks. The Count deliberately avoided Jamie’s resentful gaze.

“You just hung me up and tormented me! Give me Semen too!”

‘That’s what it was…’

Jamie, who couldn’t put strength into her still-numb arms and legs, wiggled her butt. Since she had already reached orgasm several times, the Count thrust his Shaft in without warning.

“Aang♥ I love it, Master! More, please give me more sex!”

Normally, those words would have made him cower in fear for his life, but the Count was more energetic than ever. He confidently replied.

“Alright! I’ll do it until you cry and beg me to stop!”

“Ah, deep inside… Haheut♥”

While the Count was pounding her from behind, Rosie was not idle and attacked Jamie’s various spots. In a situation opposite to Rosie and the Count’s first night, Jamie was tormented by the two and moaned with pleasure several times.

“Heuiiit♥ A, andwae…♥”

Jamie, who had already been tormented by Rosie once, couldn’t withstand their combined attack for long. Wrapping her legs around the Count’s back and receiving his Semen, she fainted after shooting out the water gun that had become routine. As the Count got out of Jamie’s arms, Semen and Love Nectar flowed out from her wide-open pussy, staining her thighs.

The Count, looking at her completely passed out with a proud face, reached out to Rosie, who was trying to put on her underwear. Rosie looked at the Count with surprise.

“Oh my? Can you handle me after exhausting yourself so much with Jamie?”

“Rosie, come to think of it, didn’t you say I was a defeated male who ran away last time? I, Georges Gillard, never forget an insult once received.”

Rosie crossed her arms and smiled leisurely.

“Was that an insult? All I saw then was a man with his head bowed.”

“I retreated last time because circumstances weren’t in my favor, but this time will be different.”

“Well, just don’t beg for your life, heehee…”

Rosie threw the bra she was about to put on to the side and approached the Count naked, laughing.

“Ugh, ack, heehee♥”

Two hours later, the Count was vigorously pounding into Rosie from behind with the same pace as when he first faced Jamie. In contrast, Rosie was leaning against the wall, her legs trembling, weakly accepting him.

A small puddle of Love Nectar had formed at her feet. He slapped Rosie’s buttocks with his palm, filled with the emotions he had been tormented by her with.

Slap, slap!

“What did you say to me?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Hic♥”

“You should focus on your secretarial work, instead of always being obsessed with Semen!”

“I won’t do it again, hwaaaang♥”

The Count poured Semen into her Womb for the fifth time. Rosie, completely drained of strength, rolled her eyes and collapsed, hitting her head on the floor.

Glug!

Semen, having lost its way, continued to gush out of her crack. The Count, having finished educating his secretary who had become increasingly arrogant lately, was able to take his revenge with the help of the Head Maid Katrin.