Chapter 422

Chapter 422

For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used.

Episode 422: Yandel Is Public Property (3)

Ah! The wireless connection to Faye’s glory hole broke!

Carla, the culprit who “broke” Faye, opened her mouth with a perfectly innocent smile.

“It’s my turn now, Master, right?”

“……”

Carla exuded the majesty of an apex predator, having instantly outmaneuvered Faye.

Her smile, voice, and demeanor were clearly the same as usual, yet a chill ran down my spine.

Stiffen.

But that just made me more excited. Even if I’d just cum, it was still only once, wasn’t it?

Carla’s smile deepened as my dick hardened again and lifted its head.

“Master… your dick has gotten quite dirty, hasn’t it? And now that I look, there’s a lot of stuff on your face too.”

“Oh? Well, yeah.”

Above, Faye had rubbed her pussy on my face, leaving fluid, and below, the recent lovemaking had mixed fluid, cum, and pre-cum.

I nodded blankly for a moment. Then I flinched at Carla’s next words.

“Then I’ll have to clean you thoroughly, won’t I?”

“Eh.”

Her ruby-colored eyes narrowed. At her strangely sharp gaze, I cautiously asked.

“Are you… angry, Carla?”

“Me? Master? Why?”

Carla tilted her head as if she couldn’t understand. But the angle was a bit too exaggerated, only backfiring.

“Wait a minute! I don’t know what’s going on, but we can solve it with words!”

“Oh, come on. There’s nothing to solve, Master. I’m not angry, you know? I’m just…”

“Just?”

“I’m just a little excited at the thought of washing Master, who’s all messed up because of Faye!”

“Ah.”

It was excitement, but was it sexual excitement?

I generally understood. The current situation, where I remained still and she moved on her own, was, in a way, like attending to me at night.

Considering Carla’s personality and preferences, it was a situation where she couldn’t help but get excited.

“Hnngh… haa… Oh, Master. It can’t be helped. You must feel sticky, so I’ll clean you first.”

Carla approached with long strides, not even bothering to hide her now ragged breathing. She knelt beside my head without hesitation and then lowered her head.

“Then, if you’ll excuse me, Master.”

Slurp.

The soft yet ticklish sensation on my face, the lukewarm tongue and hot breath, and even a slight residue of saliva that remained like an afterimage.

Carla had begun to lick my face with her slightly extended tongue.

“Chweep. Heu… haam…”

She made strange noises with every movement. There was no reason for it, and wondering why, I subtly moved only my eyes to look sideways…

Squish. Squish.

Carla was secretly masturbating with her hand stretched between her legs. She seemed quite wet, probably because she had been touching herself constantly while watching Faye and me.

But even in such an aroused state, Carla’s tongue work was exceedingly polite.

It was like licking a one-of-a-kind candy, I guess. I felt Carla’s sincerity, and for some reason, I was a little embarrassed.

Carla enthusiastically licked my face like that, but since the area wasn’t very large to begin with, it quickly ended, even with thorough licking.

I was momentarily disappointed at the sensation of her tongue moving away. Carla, whose eyes met mine, grinned, then tilted her head down instead of standing up.

Lick.

Instead of kissing, Carla lightly licked my lips and whispered in a gentle voice.

“Please don’t look at me with such eyes, Master. It makes it a little hard to hold back.”

“…I don’t know what you mean, but you don’t have to hold back.”

“Huh…?”

“Carla, you wouldn’t do anything strange to me, would you? So it’s okay. Besides, today is the day you get to do whatever you want, right? There’s no need to hold back.”

“……”

For some reason, Carla bowed her head deeply, her body trembling. That’s strange. Didn’t I just say something really good?

I picked only the words I liked hearing from Carla. Of course, there was some sincerity mixed in, too.

“Carla?”

It was the moment I cautiously reached out to brush Carla’s hair back.

Thwack!

Carla suddenly grabbed my wrist. She displayed a surprisingly strong grip, then slowly lifted her head.

Her ruby-colored eyes were half-unfocused. With her eyes clouded with lust, she brought my hand to her mouth.

Suck.

She put my finger in her mouth and sucked it once, then seemed to calm down and continued speaking.

“…If Master says so.”

“Uh, um. Hey… Carla?”

Carla lightly bit my finger, cutting off my bewildered voice midway. Perhaps due to the slave mark, or maybe she never intended to bite that hard, it was just a gentle tickle with her teeth.

But was this what it felt like to be bitten by a pet puppy? While my mind went blank from a sensation I’d never considered, Carla’s voice reached me.

“Originally, I was going to clean your dick with your favorite cleaning fellatio, but since Master allowed it, I’ll clean it with my pussy instead of my tongue!”

“…?”

Carla, my dear. What are you talking about?

After all that atmosphere, are you saying you’re just going to put it in without cleaning it? Is that right? Really?

“Hehe. Actually, it was getting hard to hold back. Especially after seeing my fake self flirting with Master, I don’t know… it kinda feels like my chest gets constricted?”

“Huh.”

A sigh escaped me at the sight of Carla fiddling with her chest. So, she’s fine when I’m with Faye or other women, but she gets jealous just from me talking a little with another version of herself?

It’s a somewhat perplexing standard, but thinking about why Carla clings to the title of ‘slave’—her desire not to be abandoned by me—it makes sense.

I’ve told her many times that it won’t happen, and since she’s currently my only slave, I don’t think anyone else will replace her.

Yet she thinks the other Carla could take her place. Should I call this cute or pathetic…?

I chuckled, watching Carla scramble onto me. For now, I needed to focus only on sex and nothing else.

With a serious expression, Carla gripped my dick, which still bore traces of our lovemaking, and slowly guided it into her pussy.

Squish.

The sensation of penetrating the narrow vaginal canal. While there wasn’t the intense tightness that came from a small body like Faye’s or Iris’s, Carla had her own strengths.

The feeling of her pussy completely enveloping my dick, choosing only the pleasurable spots to grip and move. It was as if her vaginal canal itself had become a different creature, swallowing my dick.

Especially today, perhaps because her condition was good, the stimulation was so precise that I felt I could cum without even moving.

As I briefly enjoyed the afterglow, Carla, still with a blissful expression, asked.

“I tightened a little differently today, how was it, Master?”

“…It sounds like you can control how you tighten?”

“That’s right. Didn’t you know? It’s not like I have complete control, but it changes slightly depending on the pressure points and posture? The result of me adjusting little by little while watching Master’s reaction is right now!”

“Really?!”

“Of course! You could say I’ve been trained to have a pussy perfectly optimized for Master’s dick!”

When she said that in a cheerful voice…!

Stiffen!

My already enlarged dick swelled up as if it would burst!

Perhaps noticing my reaction, Carla stroked her lower abdomen with a surprised expression. She then licked her lips and placed her hands on my chest.

It was the classic cowgirl position, with her legs spread and knees bent, inserted. Because she leaned forward with her hands on my chest, her breasts looked larger than usual, influenced by gravity.

Thanks to our conversation just now, I realized. This position. It was meticulously calculated by Carla, who instinctively knew how to excite me.

Carla… you scary child!

As if sensing my astonishment, Carla’s eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

“It’s okay. I’m doing this because I want to. I want Master to feel even better with my body. I like Master breathing heavily, concentrating on me. Watching you makes me feel a fullness somewhere in my chest.”

And then, she slowly began to move her hips.

Squish!

A pushing motion, back and forth. Carla’s slender waist arched gracefully, and her breasts swayed before my eyes.

Naturally, as Carla had said, my breathing became ragged, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her chest.

Carla nodded satisfactorily at my reaction and whispered.

“As promised, Master shouldn’t move. But it’s okay if I move Master, right?”

Carla took my hands, placing one on her breast and the other somewhere between her pelvis and buttocks.

My hands filled with the sensation, and happiness welled up within me. And a small murmur reached my ears.

“Master is cute.”

“……”

With those last words, Carla began to sway her hips.

Squish! Squish! Squish!

“Ugh… hngh! Hwaang!”

Her hips swayed rhythmically, like riding a horse. In sync, Carla’s pussy began to stimulate my dick precisely.

It wasn’t a violent movement. But that made it even better. Because I could focus entirely on Carla.

Squish! Squish! Squish!

“Aahh… Master… Master…”

Carla called my name with an eager voice, stroking my face. The feeling of her being so happy she didn’t know what to do was fully conveyed.

No, it didn’t end there.

“Hnngh… Master… your tongue… please stick out your tongueee…”

Carla lowered her head further, kissed me, and then used her tongue and lips to draw out my tongue.

Heup… chweep…

And then, she began to suck my tongue as if performing fellatio.

Squish! Squish! Squish!

At the same time, Carla’s hip movements rapidly increased. Her pussy tightened when pulling my dick out, and then softly loosened when re-inserting, urging my climax.

As the sensation in my lower body grew increasingly wet, I realized. This was what she meant by cleaning me with her pussy.

Having erased Faye’s traces with her own fluids, Carla began to move her hips even more boldly.

Carla’s pussy swallowed my dick deeper and faster.

How many times did she consume me up and down like that? The creeping sensation of climax began to tickle my tailbone.

…But it didn’t naturally lead to ejaculation.

Carla, noticing that my climax was near from the twitching of my dick, changed the way she moved her hips.

Squish, pop.

Not up and down, nor back and forth, but a large circular motion.

“Hooahh…!”

Then, the rising sensation of climax surged dramatically.

It felt as if someone was drawing out my semen. Faced with such clear arousal, I finally couldn’t hold back and ejaculated inside Carla’s pussy.

Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!

Despite the large amount of semen, Carla’s vaginal canal accepted it naturally, as if it belonged there.

After receiving every last drop, Carla released my tongue.

A long, continuous line stretched from my still half-extended tongue. At its end was Carla’s mischievous smile.

“Did you like it, Master?”

“Yeah…”

“Then I’ll do the next one with a similar feeling.”

“Huh? Didn’t I just cum, so Carla’s turn is over?”

“Aha? Master, you seem to have misunderstood something?”

Carla’s eye-smile deepened as she lovingly stroked my cheek.

“The criteria for setting turns isn’t until Master climaxes, but until we climax.”

“What?!”

“I… I’m still not satisfied.”

Carla said that, licking her lips.