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    Episode 147. Service (5

    Episode 147. Service (5)

    Calmly, with neat and restrained movements, I stick my tongue out. I open my mouth and extend my tongue, securing space for that massive penis to enter. It’s a familiar movement, considering I’ve only done it for a few days. I’ve acquired plenty of audiovisual material on how to pleasure a penis with my mouth by watching Baron Melbourne. Daria thought her service wouldn’t be too bad.

    As I move my head forward, a different taste, one that can’t be found in food, spreads across my entire tongue. At first, it was simply unpleasant, but Daria started her service, savoring the taste she had somehow adapted to. Without swallowing the saliva heavily imbued with the scent, I gather it and gently stimulate him, as if sucking on ice.

    It’s too big to fit entirely in my mouth, but that can’t be helped. I can’t use my arms to force it in. And if I swallow the penis all the way down my throat like Baron Melbourne, I don’t want to show that kind of eye-rolling expression. Besides, the pervert Knight doesn’t seem to expect that far.

    ‘…He’s really not reacting.’

    But the face of the pervert Knight, which I glanced up at, was extremely serene. Back then, he was frantically shaking his hips and groaning – although the groans were coming from me, Daria naturally assumed they were coming from Edward, not even realizing they were coming from her own throat – that man, who was even making battle cries, was now calmly looking down at me.

    He’s not indifferent. He’s very interested, but it’s not so much an interest in or expectation of her service, but rather an attitude of anticipating her reaction. That attitude made her feel slightly bad, as if he were ignoring her service. I’m working so hard here. With the thought of making him pant with pleasure like last time, I sucked on his penis with a loud jjoop sound.

    But maybe it’s because I’ve become accustomed to Baron Melbourne’s service. That penis, which the young Lady likely sucked on this morning as well, seemed used to attacks via the tongue and didn’t easily show any weakness. Moreover, as I shook my upper body, slowly wetting his penis with saliva, and ran my tongue and lips over it, the reaction he was expecting gradually appeared on her body.

    Too much saliva had gathered, so I reflexively swallowed once. And as the penis-soaked saliva, heavily imbued with the scent of penis, passed down my throat, that scent, which I had been trying not to be conscious of, spread through my mind, and my body trembled. No, to be precise, my backdoor throbbed. Even now, my ass-hole, the hole where that big iron rod had been inserted, throbbed, and the memories of that night automatically resurfaced.

    A thick, hot penis that made this iron rod feel like a thin stick. With my entire body completely subdued, I could do nothing but obediently endure. Even as I repeated that it was just a special assignment, just work, my body continued to throb. My body, which had awakened to pleasure through that one experience, that experience that a normal woman could not have had, was craving that stimulation again.

    And I’m holding it in my mouth right now.

    “Kuheup,”

    “…Are you alright?”

    “S-Sorry.”

    I became overly conscious of the penis, and a cough reflexively burst out. I wanted to do it cleanly. I wiped the saliva smeared around my mouth with my hand and put the penis back in my mouth. Unlike his worried tone, the pervert Knight’s face was smiling. Annoyed by that expression that said he was having the time of his life, Daria sucked on his penis more fiercely.

    “Hmm, ooh….”

    ‘…Let’s finish this quickly.’

    If I spend more time, it seems like it will only make it more obvious that I’m conscious of it. If I just suck on his penis quickly and get him to ejaculate, I’ll be able to step back. That’s how it’s been for the past few days. Kneeling with my arms behind my head, I diligently… diligently focused on sucking his penis. I could feel his penis swelling up, as if he were about to ejaculate soon. But,

    Hwik-

    Jjoop-

    “Eh?”

    Suddenly, the pervert… the pervert Knight stepped back, pulling his penis out of her mouth. He took away the penis that should have been spewing white semen into her mouth, just like yesterday and the day before. Daria, who had a slightly bewildered expression, quickly composed herself and asked.

    “Is there any part of my service that is unsatisfactory…?”

    “Ah, no. It sounds like someone’s coming.”

    Didn’t she hear it because she was concentrating? But even when I listened carefully, I couldn’t hear any signs of people or footsteps. When I looked at Sir Edward again, he had already tidied up his clothes and neatly put on his pants. Except for the fact that his penis, on the verge of ejaculation, was still bulging tautly under his pants.

    “It sounds like someone’s coming, so let’s do it again later.”

    “…Then I will end the service here.”

    Why? What is he thinking? Is it really over? With that penis about to burst? But Edward coldly turned around and left the room. Leaving only the strong smell of penis in her small room. Daria, who was momentarily dumbfounded, checked the time and quickly returned to cleaning. She couldn’t even rest properly because of the pervert Knight, and her break time was already over. Thinking about the throbbing rear pillar that felt even bigger with regret, I picked up the mop again.

    But even while cleaning, thoughts of his penis kept lingering in one corner of my mind. Unconsciously thinking, ‘I was almost there…’, I blankly cleaned, making mistakes like continuously wiping the same spot or cleaning a spot I had already cleaned, which was unlike her.

    Whether he knew her situation or not. The pervert Knight’s behavior continued. The next day, and the day after that. He would take out his penis, put it in her mouth, and then pull it out without finishing. He should just not do it at all. He keeps making me suck his penis, and then stops right before he ejaculates. The more Edward repeated that, the more severe the throbbing in Daria’s body became.

    If both of them were building up their desires, it could be considered somewhat fair, but that wasn’t the case for Edward, so Daria felt even more wronged. As much as there is a difference in status, I can’t expect completely equal treatment, but there should still be a limit. After teasing her like that, he would go to the Melbourne mansion every morning, put his penis in that Lady’s mouth, and watch the semen leak out between her lips as he unloaded completely. There were more than a few times when Daria wanted to throw her breakfast away.

    That was at least before he made her deal with his sexual desires, so I could understand it. But after teasing her – although Daria doesn’t admit at all that she’s being teased – it was even worse.

    “W-What are you doing in the middle of the day!”

    “What’s wrong with it? We’re a married couple.”

    “I’m working… and the servants outside are all working too….”

    If she happened to pass by the Count’s office while cleaning, like now, she would hear these kinds of sounds. Yes, that servant is me. Naturally leaning against the wall as if resting, Daria listened to the conversation.

    “It’s not like they don’t know we’re newlyweds.”

    “Ah, heuht, b-but….”

    ‘What is this in the middle of the day…’

    It was even as if they were doing it on purpose to show off to her. Or maybe he has a fetish for getting more excited when he does that. Today, too, through the not-quite-closed door, she could see the Count and his wife clinging to each other at the office desk. Because it was the door directly in front of the office desk, she could clearly see the pervert Knight fondling the Count’s body as they sat clinging to each other on the wide single-person chair.

    “Eut, haeuht… I told you not to….”

    “Kiss.”

    Neck, collarbone. Edward was kissing her everywhere. Receiving those affectionate kisses, the dignified Count was making a completely melted female expression. It was much better than the lonely expression she had when her Young Lady was having an affair, but for Daria, the first thought that came to mind was envy, rather than anything else.

    ‘…What presumptuous, no, strange thoughts am I having.’

    How could a mere maid even think of receiving such treatment? Generally, even spending one night with a noble would be a relationship where one should be grateful for ‘receiving grace’. But even while thinking that, Daria continued to peek through the door.

    Watching other people’s sex was a very stimulating experience. She had seen her Young Lady doing it, and she had seen Baron Melbourne doing it. But it wasn’t like this back then. I just thought, why are they doing that? I couldn’t understand, wondering if it was really that good.

    “…Eut….”

    Now, she was so excited that she was unconsciously reaching for the pillar inserted in her ass. The two of them were already undressed and shaking with his penis inside her. Matching the rhythm of their shaking, she grabbed the ring and moved it little by little.

    Pulling it slightly when the Count’s body went up,

    Inserting it a little when it went down.

    “Aahng, heu-eut!”

    “Heut. Heu-eut….”

    It was fortunate that the Count’s moans were loud. Because it allowed her to hide the sounds coming from her mouth.


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