15. Vibration (3)

Thankfully, my merciful Master didn’t turn on the switch from the start.

Because of that, I was able to open the shop normally.

Since there were no customers yet, I sat on the counter stool.

“Eugh, haa.”

Even though it was a simple movement, I moved very carefully.

And unlike usual, I sat with my legs together, prim and proper.

“Ugh, this feels weird…”

Of course, there were uncomfortable aspects too.

The strange sense of incongruity I felt inside.

I kept getting distracted by the anxiety of not knowing when the vibration would start.

Rubbing my thighs didn’t reduce the foreign sensation at all.

I recalled Jane’s nagging about not sitting with my legs spread while wearing a skirt.

It’s a relief that I’ve corrected it, even if it’s like this-what kind of relief is this!

“No, what kind of relief is this?!”

Habits are habits, but now is now.

The pretext of durability testing was just laughable.

She could have just operated the rotor in the lab without inserting it into me.

But Jane deliberately created this situation to torment me.

Jane, Jane, you bad Master.

Just as I was cursing Jane in my heart, I heard her puzzled voice.

“Lily?”

Jane, who had left to wash up, came back down to the first floor.

She returned with damp hair and tilted her head.

“Is something wrong? I heard a loud noise suddenly.”

“Ah, it’s nothing.”

I shook my head vigorously and feigned innocence.

Jane seemed very curious about why I suddenly shouted, but she didn’t press further.

Well, she probably didn’t need to ask.

I snapped at Jane, who looked oddly pleased.

“By the way, Master, aren’t you sleepy? You stayed up all night again today.”

After saying that, I startled myself.

I hadn’t meant to be so sharp.

Fortunately, Jane didn’t seem to mind and answered nonchalantly.

“It’s fine. I’m not tired.”

“Liar.”

Her face was full of fatigue, as if she wanted to sleep right away.

I pushed Jane toward the second floor.

“Stop being stubborn and go upstairs to sleep.”

Her wet hair was bothersome, but she’d probably dry it herself and sleep.

Secretly, I hoped Jane would pay a little less attention to the remote and rotor.

But when you desperately wish for something, fate always betrays you.

Jane, who had been clenching her lips and enduring, lightly slapped her own cheeks.

“Huh?”

And then I saw it.

A red glimmer flickered in Jane’s black-hole-like eyes before disappearing.

“Hey, using magic too? Just go to sleep!”

“I won’t sleep.”

Even a four-year-old wouldn’t be this stubborn.

I couldn’t just punch her either.

“Ughhh!”

I channeled the rising frustration into a loud shout directed forward.

At that moment.

-Ding

“Huh?”

A man who had just opened the shop door and entered locked eyes with me.

He glanced between me and Jane before hesitantly asking.

“Condoms…”

“Ah, welcome!”

I hurriedly ran to the counter, while Jane leisurely took a seat in a corner of the shop.

The customer, relieved by the mage’s apparent disinterest, approached.

After briefly checking the displayed condom boxes, the customer spoke.

“I’ll take these…”

“Yes, two boxes of Condom H (Extra Large) size. That’ll be 20 Bron.”

Perhaps conscious of Jane’s presence, the customer nervously raised his tone.

I didn’t really care, and Jane, being a noble, adhered to social hierarchy, so it didn’t matter.

The man took out copper coins from his pocket and handed them to me.

Then it happened.

-Whirr

“Eeek!”

The rotor, wrapped in sensitive mucosa, activated.

I jumped like a startled cat and tightly grabbed the man’s hand.

Then I glared at Jane, who was sitting in the shop.

The rotor stopped immediately.

But the lingering vibrations on my overly sensitive vaginal walls forced me to control my breathing.

“Uh, are you hurt? I mean, are you in pain?”

“Ah, no… I’m fine.”

I gave the man an awkward smile as he looked at me with concern.

But his flustered expression didn’t fade.

“Then, uh, my hand…”

“Ah.”

I quickly let go of his hand, which I’d been holding without realizing.

He scratched the back of his head and turned to leave.

“Have a nice day!”

After bidding farewell to the customer’s retreating back, I stomped over to Jane.

“Hand…”

“Hand what?!”

“No, I mean…”

Jane pouted, making it clear she was sulking.

Ignoring that, I snatched the towel draped around her neck.

Then, with a bit of force, I started drying her still-damp black hair.

“Ow, that hurts.”

“Do you have any idea how startled I was?”

“You sounded pretty.”

“Eek!”

I was about to get angry but just shut my mouth.

Getting worked up now would only wear me out.

There was still a real problem left.

Time.

The shop had just opened, and only one customer had come so far.

I nervously watched Jane’s hand fiddling with the remote.

***

My anxiety became reality.

After seeing my intense reaction, Jane kept fiddling with the remote at random times.

“Ugh…”

Whether there were customers or not, she turned the vibration on and off.

She weakened the intensity, then suddenly cranked it up, never giving me a chance to adjust.

“Hueek.”

I sat at the counter, trembling and letting out strange moans.

Meanwhile, Jane watched me like a pervert from a corner of the shop.

Customers who entered the shop looked at me with concern instead.

Like the neighbor widow who had become a regular recently.

-Whirr, whiiirr

“Hiiii…”

As the vibration intensity kept changing, I forgot about the customer and moaned.

In the midst of this, the neighbor widow hurried over and asked.

“Are you hurt? Your face is all red, dear.”

“I-I’m f-fineee…”

Frankly, even I was stunned by my own words.

My slurred speech made it sound like I was drunk.

And the customer seemed to think so too.

“You don’t look fine at all. You’re sweating buckets.”

Just then, the vibrations intensified to the same level as when Jane first activated the rotor.

-Wiiiiirr

“Guh.”

“Huh? What’s that sound?”

The vibrations were so strong that even the concerned customer could hear them.

Since the noise was clearly coming from me, I had to explain.

“Ah, um, huuuh, I think my phone’s ringing.”

“Huh? Phone? What’s that?”

Oops.

I must have lost my mind from the overwhelming pleasure.

Mentioning a phone that doesn’t even exist in this world.

Ah, I miss smartphones.

“Ah, uh, well, um.”

At that moment, Jane, who had been watching from the side, quietly approached.

“Is there a problem?”

The neighbor widow froze under the sudden attention of the mage.

I tugged at Jane’s sleeve, signaling her to turn it off immediately.

“Sh-she was, haa, worried about my condition.”

So turn off the rotor right now, Master.

Jane locked eyes with me and licked her lips.

Her playful gaze made me grit my teeth.

“Oh? How kind. Give her a free love gel, Lily.”

“Ah, huu…”

“Lily.”

“Yes. Yes, got it.”

The power of freebies was incredible.

The widow’s stiff face instantly brightened.

She immediately brought the dildo she wanted to buy to the counter.

“Here you go, Lily.”

-Wiiiiirr

While packing the dildo and receiving the silver coins,

Jane stayed glued to my side, continuously stroking my butt.

“Guh…”

Realizing she wouldn’t stop, I used all my strength to suppress my moans.

The sensation of my juices trickling down my thighs was unmistakable.

“H-here you go.”

With trembling hands, I handed over the change and the packaged dildo.

“Hmm?”

The widow glanced between me and Jane.

Then she covered her mouth and gasped.

“Oh my.”

Damn it.

I tried to hide it, but in the end, I couldn’t.

“Hoho, I was being oblivious.”

“Ah, no, it’s not- huuuh.”

“Sorry, hoho.”

As she skipped away, I bit my lip.

Tears welled up as my eyes stung.

-Wiiiiirr

Confirming that only Jane and I were left in the shop, I leaned on the counter and lowered my head.

“Huuuh, p-please, stop it…”

My pleading voice sounded so coquettish it gave me goosebumps.

No, the intense stimulation resonating inside me felt so good it drove me crazy.

But Jane didn’t answer.

Instead, she grabbed my butt firmly.

“Guh!”

My vision gradually blurred.

My thighs trembled like aspen leaves, and my stomach tensed up.

Classic signs of impending climax.

“Huaang, p-please, huuup!”

At that moment, Jane covered my mouth and pulled me into her embrace.

Then she turned around, shielding me with her body.

-Ding

The cheerful bell on the door signaled someone’s arrival.

And the counter was the most visible spot when entering the shop.

“Uh…”

“Welcome.”

Jane greeted the customer in a monotonous voice that sounded bored.

I convulsed in her arms, writhing from the approaching climax.

My moans were muffled by Jane’s hand.

I almost embarrassingly climaxed right in front of the customer.

My pounding heart mirrored my precarious and nervous state.

But why.

Why does this feel so good?