Chapter 108: Flancia Mansion (4)

Honestly, this was an unexpected situation.

I just tried sucking it just in case, and who knew her armpit would actually be a sensitive spot. Apparently, no one before me had the perverted desire to suck on her armpit. Once her sensitive spot was unleashed, it kept her body trembling.

“Nngh…! Nngh……! Wh-what……!”

The maid was flustered. Her blue hair was disheveled without restraint, and her face was flushed crimson red. The face that had insisted she felt nothing was contorted, and she couldn’t even speak properly, gasping for breath.

I ignored her words and sucked on her armpit again. It was neatly shaved and smelled wonderful. I took a big bite of her armpit, then started sucking and licking it.

“Hngg…! Ah…! Ah…. Wh-what……! Th-this……! Hngk…! Nngh……!”

With one hand, I held her back, and with the other, I continued to grope between her legs. Every time my tongue rubbed, her vaginal walls spasmed and gushed fluids, and her thighs, which were dry enough to barely allow insertion, became soaked like a lake with her love juice.

But this wasn’t enough. I expected her to completely lose herself. Sending a woman who had never climaxed before to heaven brought me a great sense of accomplishment. The pleasure that shot like lightning from my spine, messing with my head, shatters a person’s reason.

I wanted to see that expression. I wanted to see the moment that stoic, empty-faced maid realized she was nothing more than a bitch, not a sex genius, and submitted to me.

“N-no…! Ah…! Y-you pervert…! Sucking armpits…! Ah……!”

“But it feels good, doesn’t it?”

“N-no……! Aagh……!”

It seemed she had never met anyone who pleasured her armpits before. Every time I touched or licked her armpit, she reacted like someone caught completely off guard.

She kept shaking her head as if trying to appeal that she wasn’t enjoying it, and tried to catch her breath. Clenching her teeth and furrowing her brow, she expressed her rejection towards me.

“P-pervert……! Dirty……! Licking armpits……. Aaaah…! Nngh……! No……!”

And such lewd and cute resistance was no different than throwing firewood into a blazing furnace for me. I became even more aroused and started pleasuring between her legs. Once her inhibitions were gone, she gradually started feeling pleasure elsewhere too, spurting fluids every time I thrust and shaking her head with her tongue lolling out.

“Ah, aagh…! Ju-just sucking armpits…! Ah……! Aagh……! Nngh……! Ah……! S-something’s coming…! Ah……! Ah……! Th-this is weird……! My head’s going white……!”

“It’s okay. It feels good.”

Despite my gentle tone meant to reassure her, she showed no signs of calming down. She violently shook her head, writhed her hips, and then her whole body trembled as she sprayed love juice everywhere.

“Ah…! Aagh…! Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

She collapsed with a scream-like sound. Lying with her legs spread, she panted heavily, her face contorted.

“Pervert……! Beast……! Licking armpits…! Th-that’s…! Cheating……!”

I couldn’t understand why a woman who couldn’t even accept having her armpits licked had come to my room as room service. I heard some people get turned on by being cursed at by women. Was she a woman for that kind of fetish? Because I came from the lowly origins of a bottom-tier slave. Did they bring someone like her here to deliberately poke at my complexes during sex?

“There’s no cheating in sex. If it feels good, that’s all that matters.”

It didn’t matter either way. After all, I had revived a woman who was like a statue and turned her into someone capable of communicating with me. Since I sent a woman who had never experienced heaven even for a moment into heaven, perhaps I could be called both a demon and an apostle of God.

The maid shook her head vigorously at my words. The way her blue hair swished back and forth reminded me of an old friend, making me feel quite strange. No. 5. He was a kid with blue hair and blue eyes, a bit timid, so I used to look out for him.

That bastard was a guy, I wonder if he’s still alive?

“It wasn’t good at all. In the end, you resort to perverted acts like that because you lack confidence in your skills, right? What good is size if the master can’t do anything properly besides licking armpits.”

She snapped me back from my nostalgic thoughts. She, with hair color similar to my friend from my slave days, was still sprawled on the bed, spouting nonsense as if she could beat me in sex.

“Are you confident?”

I was dumbfounded. If I couldn’t bring someone I’d already sent over with foreplay to climax through thrusting, I couldn’t live as an incubus. No matter what anyone says, aren’t I a demon who’s good at sex? No matter how great her technique and tightness were, I was confident I could win.

Just as a hero doesn’t back down from a Demon King, or a priest doesn’t back down from a demon, I was a real man who never backed down from any challenge that came my way with legs spread.

She pushed herself up with trembling arms and then hopped towards me. Her body still hadn’t recovered from the aftershocks of pleasure, which made me laugh. Seeing my laugh, the maid bit her lip and said in a sharp tone.

“Stay still.”

We sat facing each other on the bed, my firmly erect cock pressing insistently against her slit. Even I had to admit it was a sizable object pressing against her entrance, and the maid hesitated, taking a deep breath.

“Why are you hesitating?”

“Nngh……!”

Every slight brush of my glans against her mucous membrane made the maid groan while staring at the ceiling. It was because her entire body was hypersensitive from climaxing just moments ago. Right now, she couldn’t possibly ‘squeeze’ someone like usual. Especially not unilaterally ‘squeezing’ someone like me, an anomaly.

“I asked again, why are you hesitating?”

“Th-that’s……!”

She was a woman who could see herself very objectively. She just swayed her smooth hips, unable to easily let me in. She knew it too. The moment I pushed this cock in, she wouldn’t be able to spout nonsense so leisurely like now. She’d have no choice but to acknowledge her position as a bitch and howl vulgarly.

“J-just wait a moment……. Please! If you just wait a little……”

So she was waiting for her body to cool down. Her plan was to wait until she cooled down completely, regain her rhythm, and then start moving her hips, pretending to be leisurely and like nothing had happened.

“You’re being frustrating.”

“Ah, ah? Ju-just a moment……!”

But there was no reason for me to just watch that happen with my eyes wide open. A pretty blue-haired woman was exposing her lower half right in front of me, shaking her hips, and I had no reason to let her play at her own pace.

I grabbed her ass and thrust upwards.

“Ngghhuk?!”

The maid’s face was flushed with bewilderment and pleasure, and she covered her mouth with both hands.

“But isn’t the room soundproofed?”

“Would we even know if she screamed?”

“Is she going to open the door and scream?”

The noblewoman shook her head at the man’s question.

“Oh my, there’s an emergency call bell in that room.”

“It’s installed under the bed.”

“If she suddenly opened the door and screamed, she might alert them and run away, right?”

“Once that slave is completely exhausted, first she presses the emergency bell under the bed to call us.”

“Then the woman prepares while we’re coming, and the moment the door bursts open!, she screams her lungs out to complete the plan.”

“So even if that guy screams because he’s enjoying it so much, we won’t hear it then.”

“That’s right. Who wants to hear the sounds of a vulgar slave cumming?”

“Hearing that… ruins one’s appetite.”

“It sounds just like piglets getting mounted.”

“Indeed. Hahaha!”

The lady and the man sat in the drawing-room, chuckling heartily. The two requested coffee from a servant, then waited impatiently for the deed to be over and the bell to ring.

“Hahahahahahaha!”

“Hehehehehehe!”

“Ngheeeyyyk!”

Of course, the bell never rang.

“Aaaang! Heuuk! Aak! Ang! I-I was wrong! I’m sorry! Hieuk! Aagh! Aah! I’m sorry for talking nonsense, trying to win with my crappy pussy!! Aagh! Aang! Haueuk! My-my head feels like it’s gonna break…! Aang! Aaaang!”

Because there was no secret agent they deployed on the bed right now. There was only a bitch, eyes rolling back, being mercilessly impaled by Evan’s cock. Evan pushed her down onto the mattress and said, slamming his hips down hard.

“You fucking bitch! What kind of bitch talks like a person? Huh? Bark! Fuck! Bark!”

As he berated her while pulling her hair, the maid looked up and stuck out her tongue. Every time Evan slapped her ass with his palm, love juice dripped down. Her moans echoed amidst her breathless gasping.

“B-bark….! Woof! Ah, I-I’m not human…! Aang! Aagh! Aaaah! I-I’m a bitch…! Wo-man…! Bark…! Woof! Woof! Aaaaaaaaaaang!”