episode_0011

“Ugh, I’m so embarrassed I could go crazy… .”

Mia’s whining was also a pleasant sound to hear. Her voice, sobbing with shame, stimulated Blushu’s sadism.

“Sigh… .”

The pure white instep was slowly beginning to reveal itself, and the skin was so clean that the blood vessels were visible.

I took my boots off completely.

It was so hot that it seemed as if steam was about to burst out, and it was shiny as if it was coated in sweat.

“Master, your feet are so beautiful.”

“No, ugh… I don’t feel good at all when my feet are complimented… .”

The Duchess whined, wiggling her toes, which had healthy, pink, neatly-grown toenails.

It was the perfect instep that satisfied a specific taste. It was a shame that the person himself did not know its value.

Blushu held the Duchess’s thin ankles and slowly, gently stroked them up to her calves, applying just the right amount of force.

“Hey, wait a minute…! Your hands are sweaty. No! It’s dirty! Why are you rubbing it… .”

The Duchess tried to get away with a minor protest.

“Nothing that comes out of your body is dirty. Don’t worry.”

Blushu’s words were not a metaphor or an exaggeration, but the truth as it was.

‘Because that’s how it was made.’

It felt like picking fruit that had been carefully grown with care.

I observed my wife squirming in shame while I teased her under the guise of a massage.

It was the best spectacle.

“I’ll take off your pants too, Master.”

“Pants? Well, pants too… . Uh, yeah.”

It was like, let it be. It felt like all the shame of the day had been used up. The Duchess’ eyes were unfocused and dangling to the point where it seemed like she was almost exhausted.

“No, get down.”

“That, that kind of… . Ah.”

He stopped the Duchess from getting out of bed. He realized that she wasn’t trying to take off her trousers while standing.

At this point, the Duchess even began to think, ‘Perhaps Blushu is trying to tease me. Is she trying to shame me and embarrass me?’

The Duchess looked at Blushu. She had the dark elf’s characteristically unreadable gaze, and a cold expression that somehow gave off a sense of trust.

It was the usual blue shoe that Mia knew.

‘Ah… that’s right, that’s right, Blushu is just doing her usual job of taking care of me, and she’s probably sensitive because of what I went through today. Yeah, that’s right. Hmm, that’d be right.’

Even before lunchtime, I had been through so much. I rationalized that Blushu’s attitude felt different than usual because he had been through so much.

His sweaty body had taken off his shoes, and now he was lying face down, his pants in danger of being taken off.

It was an unbearable figure if not rationalized.

“Ugh, okay, okay.”

After a moment to convince herself, the Duchess lay down on the bed at Blushu’s request.

She was lying face down, with her knees down and her butt sticking out, just like a cat or a bitch.

The Duchess tightly closed her eyes as the unpleasant memories from the courtyard came to mind.

“Hey, can I just lie down like this?”

“Yes, it’s perfect, Master. Ahh… Master’s butt is really the prettiest when seen like this… .”

“… .”

The woman who heard the compliments that were both sexual harassment and compliments just bit her lips. She felt embarrassed, but somehow she felt good. She felt like she was floating up and down.

It’s a different feeling, somehow different from the usual ‘feeling good about being praised’.

Blushu carefully swept Mia’s hair from the side of her buttocks to her waist.

“Ugh… .”

Those ordinary hand movements gave me goosebumps.

With deft hands, he unbuttons the side buttons and buckles, and takes off his trousers with the same careful pace he took off his boots.

Her thin, sweat-soaked pants slowly slip off her snow-white buttocks.

“Ahh… .”

Blushu couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration at the fascinating sight.

“Blue shoes? Are you okay? You can take off your pants by yourself. Blue shoes?”

Blushu’s expression was somehow scary. She was always calm and cool, with a blank expression, so this was the first time I saw her smiling so brightly.

“Ah… !”

As soon as Blushu made eye contact with the Duchess, he immediately began to control his expression.

“No, it’s nothing. I’m just happy that you grew up like this.”

It wasn’t a lie.

‘I’m so glad you grew up with such a shallow body.’

Then he took off his pants along with his underwear.

Blushu’s eyes capture the pretty colored anus and the puffy vagina that shows no sign of having given birth.

However, it was not yet time to taste it.

“Would you please lift your knees a little?”

“Ugh, yeah.”

Slurp-

Now the Duchess’ lower body was completely naked.

Blushu openly brings his face close.

“Hmm. It’s true that you definitely have less body hair… .”

“Ugh… !”

The Duchess, startled by the breath touching her sensitive part, rolled over as if running away from Blushu and went to the end of the bed.

Even so, observing conspiracies almost right in front of our noses was not part of our job.

Blushu seemed completely at peace with Mia rolling around and running away from him.

“Was it because I prepared underwear that was too small?”

“Oh, is that so? Really? Is that so?”

His speech sounded a bit broken.

“Yes, I think so. Come here, Master. I’m really going to shave your hair now.”

My head was spinning. I was in a state of complete mental weakness.

‘… Am I being sensitive? Huh? Blushu is working as usual, but am I being sensitive?’

“Master?”

“… Huh? Oh, huh.”

The Duchess, who crawled back to Blushu’s call, was still a good child.

Mia lay on her back on the bed, almost in despair.

The anus and vagina have already been examined in detail.

‘Ugh… I’m not embarrassed anymore. It can’t get any worse than this…’

I gave myself to Blushu with the mindset of a newlywed who had just had a rough first night.

But even greater shame awaited the Duchess.

“Uh, uh… ?”

Blushu grabbed the Duchess’s ankles and pushed her upwards.

The back is bent and the butt is raised towards the sky.

It was an incredibly embarrassing position.

This is the posture that is called, in the polite sense, the bend, and, in the vulgar sense, the mating press.

“Okay, wait… No, no… .”

“Why are you doing this again, Master.”

“No, not again. Is this, is this the right position? It’s so embarrassing… .”

I stretch out both hands meaninglessly to try to stop Blushu’s atrocities, but I cover my face, which has reached its limit, to calm my shame.

“Master, you did this before you got married too. Don’t you remember?”

“That, was that so?”

“Yes. I did. You said it was nothing at the time, but today you seem even more embarrassed.”

I feel weak as I hear a warm, comforting voice patting my butt.

“Okay. Hold the back of your knees.”

He was frozen in that humiliating position, waiting for Blushu’s next move. He couldn’t even cover his face anymore.

‘Where did I go wrong…?’

My head was in a state of confusion.

‘Even if it’s Blueshoes, it’s hard to see things like this.’

Blushu places a towel under the Duchess’s plump buttocks.

Then he takes out a small bowl and makes some foam. He stirs the brush skillfully, preparing to groom the Duchess’s hair.

The light hair growing above and next to the pubic area didn’t seem to need to be trimmed, but Blushu thought differently.

Grooming was secondary, the real purpose was different.

“Okay, it’ll be cold.”

“Yeah.”

He rubs the area around the Duchess’s vagina with a soft, foamy brush.

I applied the foam in a circular motion, without missing a single bit, gently and subtly stimulating the skin.

It was a strange feeling.

In fact, it was no different from caressing with a brush. It was an explicit movement, but the Duchess’s innocent mind could not connect this stimulation to sexual desire.

I just think it’s a good feeling.

After spreading the blusher sufficiently, put the brush away.

He took out a sharp, polished razor blade. It was a high-quality blade that reflected everything around it like a mirror.

“Okay, I’ll do it. Don’t move, Master.”

“… Yeah.”

Square square-

It made a pleasant sound as she groomed the hair around her vagina. It was a delicate and meticulous movement.

The Duchess’s body stiffened from unnecessary tension, then relaxed again. The rustling sound and subtle sensation were not bad.

After a while, Mia realizes that the razor’s movements are unusual and looks up at Blushu.

“Blueshoes…! Are you sure you won’t push them all?”

“Oh, yes. That’s right.”

“Why?”

“Well, that’s neater.”

Blushu tilted his head and looked at me as if asking an obvious question.

“You can’t push it all! T-then it’ll be embarrassing. Everything will be visible!”

“Oh, sorry. I already pushed it all away. I didn’t know you’d hate it.”

“Ah… .”

Somehow I felt relieved.

“I’m sorry.”

It was Blueshoe apologizing for making the owner look like a fool.

“It’s okay, I don’t have anyone to show it to anyways besides Blushu… .”

“Then I will finish, Master.”

After answering in a monotonous voice without any change in height, he begins to tidy up the surroundings.

I prepared a slightly rough towel.

Of course it was intentional.

With that, I slowly wiped the area around the Duchess’s pubic hair.

No, it would be more correct to say that it was stimulating.

“Ugh! Okay, wait a minute. Hehe♡ Ugh.”

Blushu’s palm stimulates Mia’s anus and vagina with a sheet of paper between them.

“Ugh♡ Okay, wait a minute… .”

It was a blatant move.

Chlapak-

Even the Duchess, who had been desperately holding on, reached her limit.

“Kkeut♡ Hot, huh… ♡”

His sweaty, muscular body trembles, exuding a feminine scent in all directions.

The Duchess ended up going overboard with the maid’s caressing of her towel.

“Ugh… Ah… .”