04. Examination (3)

Jane’s hands, which had initially moved as lightly as feathers, gradually grew bolder.

“Ahhk! Ugh, it hurts, hngg!”

Though beautifully shaped and colored, Lily’s breasts were too small to knead with her entire hand.

Yet Jane used just her fingers to twist and distort the soft mounds like dough.

“But it feels good, doesn’t it?”

Jane’s skillful torment of the delicate breast tissue was so exquisite that it melted subtle pleasure between the pain.

As a result, Lily’s labia, trembling in agony, had unknowingly become slick and glossy.

“Hngg… hik!”

Watching the little Lily of the Valley struggle to acclimate to the pain filled Jane with sadistic delight.

Perhaps that’s why her fingers applied just a bit more pressure.

Her slender white thumb and middle finger pressed firmly against the darkened areola.

Naturally, the cute nipple between them stiffened.

Then, using her index fingerprint, she gently rubbed the hardened nub.

“Hih! Hee, hngk!”

“Ah, you like this?”

Lily’s lower body, which had been intermittently trembling, now convulsed pitifully.

But Jane didn’t stop her torment.

The pretense of “teaching masturbation” had long been erased from her mind.

She simply wanted to watch Lily whimper and squirm in agony a little longer.

“P-please stop… hik! Hik! Master!”

Lily’s breathing, growing increasingly ragged, had now become dangerously fast.

Seeing her approaching climax, Jane made her move.

“Hngk!”

Earlier, she’d merely held the nipple with relaxed pressure.

But this time was different.

Using her thumb and index finger, she pinched and pulled with all her might, stretching the pert breast into a sharp conical shape.

“Kyaaahk!”

The subsequent twist finally drew a scream from Lily’s lips.

Yet despite this, her slender body continued steadily ascending the slope toward orgasm.

“Haak!”

Her parted lips drew in a sharp breath.

Her smooth abdomen tensed rigidly.

The mound slick with sticky juices twitched violently.

Should I stop here?

A malicious thought flashed through Jane’s mind.

But she acted on that wicked impulse without hesitation.

“Ah…”

Just one step-

A single step more, and Lily would have reached climax.

But Jane withheld the stimulation needed for that final step.

Instead, she grabbed Lily’s arms to prevent her from touching herself.

“Hngg…? Jane? Why…?”

Panting heavily, Lily questioned her master.

But no answer came.

“Sniff…”

Frustration and resentment instantly moistened Lily’s jewel-like eyes.

Jane kissed the crown of her head and whispered softly:

“How do you feel now?”

“You’re mean. Master, you’re so mean…”

Ignoring Lily’s tearful complaint, Jane wrapped the slender arms around her own neck, immobilizing them.

Suddenly, Lily couldn’t move her limbs at all.

Now Lily couldn’t even defend herself in the slightest.

Though resistance would have been difficult even with free arms.

“Frustrated? Then, shall we play a little more?”

“Hngg…”

Jane’s feather-light touch descended onto Lily’s lower abdomen.

Realizing the torment disguised as instruction wasn’t over, Lily’s breathing grew ragged again.

“No, no more. It’s okay to stop now…”

“It’s fine. I know. You didn’t reach where you wanted-where it feels best.”

*Mwah mwah*

Jane’s lips moved from Lily’s crown.

Forehead, earlobe, eyelid.

Traversing every corner of her face before finally reaching her lips.

*Smooch*

“Hyeep… hweh.”

Gently tilting Lily’s chin for a kiss, Jane chuckled softly.

“Still not enough, huh?”

“Hngg…”

Lily’s face, red as a boiled octopus, seemed to beg for Jane’s touch immediately.

Finding this adorable, Jane hugged Lily’s slender frame tightly.

“Jane…”

Lily whispered her master’s name in a small voice.

Taking this as her cue, Jane began moving slowly again.

Her fingertips traced the pale forearm and subtly visible ribs.

When they passed her narrow waist, Lily squirmed slightly from the ticklish sensation.

“Hngg…”

Jane’s hands moved toward Lily’s labia with far more caution than before.

As if handling a fragile artifact.

“Hik!”

Part of her wanted to plunge fingers inside immediately, making squelching sounds until a fountain gushed forth.

Seeing Lily barely touch orgasm’s threshold from breast play alone showed how sensitive her body was.

But the slightly more composed Jane moved with far greater care.

Though really, she just wanted to torment Lily a little longer.

*Schlllk*

Parting the plump mound revealed sticky evidence of arousal dripping down.

Jane swiped a finger through the snail-like viscous fluid.

“Eek!”

“Look at this, Lily. This is your arousal fluid.”

The glistening finger moved before Lily’s eyes.

The strands of sticky fluid stretching between slender fingers looked obscene.

“We could bottle and sell this as lube. Hmm?”

“Uuugh…”

“Want a taste?”

“N-no!”

Lily hissed like an angry cat.

Regretfully eyeing her finger, Jane licked it herself.

“Tangy.”

“Kyaaah! Wh-what?!”

Ignoring Lily’s adorable shriek, Jane wiped her finger clean and declared:

“You’re still new to stimulation. Rough handling would just hurt your mucosa.”

Simultaneously, she coated her fingers with Lily’s juices again.

And resumed the caress.

“Hih!”

Avoiding direct clitoral contact, she pressed and rubbed around it.

Using middle and ring fingers to draw gentle circles, careful not to press too hard.

“Haak…”

“Don’t hold back. Let it out.”

“Sniff…”

Embarrassed by her own feminine moans, Lily clenched her mouth shut.

But Jane wanted to hear more of those cute sounds.

And she already knew how.

One hand firmly grasped the plump mound from both sides.

Relaxing her grip allowed the sticky mucosa to stimulate itself as the puffy lips rubbed together.

*Squelch*

“Kkhhk!”

The unexpected stimulation made Lily’s pelvis twitch like a fish.

*Schlllk*

“Hngrg…”

When tremors intensified, she’d briefly part the lips to let air tickle the mucosa.

Rub again, then spread.

Squelch and part repeatedly.

If her back arched, she’d wait until the tremors subsided.

Then resume rubbing indifferently.

“Hwaaang!”

A wicked master controlling orgasms under the guise of teaching masturbation.

Unable to contain her frustration, Lily finally bit down hard on Jane’s nearby arm.

“Yowch!”

The sharp pain startled Jane.

But it only satisfied her more.

Though the teeth sank deeper, she didn’t pull away-instead moving her hands busier.

“Khng…”

Lily grew anxious when her master remained unfazed despite her jaw’s full strength.

But the unrelenting stimulation bleached her mind white.

“Hng, hmph, hngg…”

Now her back arched almost spasmodically.

Recognizing imminent climax, Jane continued stimulation without pause this time.

Finally, Lily reached the peak.

“Ghk!”

Her abdomen tensed rock-hard.

Tears gushed forth as her toes curled.

The tickling sensation deep within erupted into lightning bolts along her spine to her brainstem.

Overwhelmed by the unfamiliar feeling, Lily released Jane’s arm and babbled like a child.

“Hweh? Eh? Hwaaang?”

She’d expected waves crashing in and receding.

But the pleasure felt far longer and stickier than anticipated.

“That’s an orgasm. How was it? Did you like it?”

Jane’s whisper in her ear tickled Lily’s brain unfiltered.

Like brainwashing, those words made Lily’s entire body learn pleasure amidst suffering.

“Hehe.”

Lily’s clumsy attempts at expressing desire were cute.

But Jane preferred seeing her writhe helplessly in ecstasy.

“Lesson over.”

As Lily barely regained consciousness after burning through her energy, Jane declared it finished.

A relieved smile surfaced on Lily’s dazed face.

But Jane’s next words made her jewel eyes widen.

“Now it’s punishment time.”

“Huh?”

Jane showed her confused slave the pristine arm now bearing neat toothmarks weeping crimson.

The wound from Lily’s earlier bite.

“I-I’m sorry…”

Trembling eyes looked up fearfully.

Rarely, Jane smiled brightly down at her.

“Don’t worry. It’ll feel amazing.”

“Eeek!”

*Schlllk*

Jane parted Lily’s plump mound again.

The engorged petals quivered delicately.

“Ahn.”

Lily thrashed weakly.

But no strength remained.

Jane showed mercy:

“You choose. How many more times?”

“No more! I hate this!!”

To the struggling girl came a gentle verdict:

“Then ten times.”

Panicked, the trembling Lily attempted negotiation:

“Ugh, once…”

“Eleven.”

The number rose instead.

Tears streaming, Lily compromised:

“Five times…”

But Jane shook her head.

“Eight.”

“Six!”

“Seven.”

The indifferent number.

Lily, on the verge of sobbing, pleaded:

“It’s really too much! I’m sorry!”

Her cries burst forth.

Finally satisfied, Jane delivered the sentence:

“Five. Just five more, and I’ll forgive you.”

***

Lily wet herself by the second round and passed out by the third.