Chapter 201: Cecil’s Regression Corruption Master-Servant Reversal Side Story – The Penetrating Flower (16)

Chapter 201: Cecil’s Regression Corruption Master-Servant Reversal Side Story – The Penetrating Flower (16)

“Hey, Serena…”

“Whyyy?”

At Maria’s cautious words, Serena turned her head cutely.

Then, Maria bit her lip and stopped speaking.

Her expression held a multitude of emotions, but she couldn’t say anything.

Then, Serena’s expression became nonchalant, as if it were no big deal.

She lightly hugged Maria’s body and hummed happily.

About a week has passed since Serena went wild and called Cecil “Master.”

Maria still hasn’t forgotten the memory of that time.

After all, since then, Serena has been leaving the bed every night to go to Cecil.

It wasn’t to spy.

But after realizing that what she thought she saw was true, trust was shattered.

Maria, who sleeps as if the world doesn’t exist once she falls asleep, no longer fell asleep first.

She always pretended to be asleep and just watched Serena.

And Serena always checked if Maria was sleeping soundly before leaving.

As if she were having an affair.

And when I followed her, Serena would go to Cecil’s bed and cry out with joy.

With a vulgar expression that Maria had never seen in her life.

For Maria, who had watched Serena since childhood, it was a shock of unimaginable proportions.

However, both she and Serena were captives.

Maria couldn’t say anything, fearing that asking about it might lead to something irreversible.

But she couldn’t just let it be.

It was too difficult to watch the once pure and cute Serena become so corrupted.

Watching her go to another woman’s bed every night.

And watching her act as if nothing was wrong.

She looked so pathetic, as if she had been caught with some weakness.

And on the eleventh night.

“…What?”

“Please stop touching Serena.”

Maria decided to confront the direct cause, rather than Serena.

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“I don’t want to.”

At my words, Maria wore an expression of a nation that had lost its king.

No. What did she want? Did she want me to reply, “Of course!”?

I stared at Maria, who had an honest gaze, feeling bewildered.

Did she get caught secretly stealing Serena recently?

No, thinking about it, it’s only natural.

She leaves her bed every night and screams with all her might, so it’s strange if she wouldn’t know.

Even if her hearing at night is poor, she might have heard it, and more importantly, there’s a high probability she saw something while going to the bathroom or elsewhere.

However, I had no intention of returning Serena to Maria.

She was a perfect replacement for Scarlett, who had been recovering her mental state recently.

She’s somewhat proactive and has good senses.

She’s soft and squishy wherever you touch her, and she’s also quite affectionate.

She probably has an affectionate personality to begin with.

Thanks to that, after a few encounters, she clings to me and acts affectionately, leading to very satisfying sex.

Moreover, most of the time, she came to my bed of her own volition.

But it seems she couldn’t stand seeing her lover moaning for me.

It’s quite pitiful, but what can be done?

If your girlfriend likes me more, what can you do?

Although I didn’t explicitly say it, my feelings seemed to have been conveyed.

Maria bit her lips tightly and spoke each word with difficulty.

“Serena isn’t like that originally… Because of you, she cries out so frivolously… and does strange things…!”

‘It doesn’t seem like it’s only because of me.’

It’s not my fault.

I just saw her inherent masochistic tendencies, and we coincidentally clicked.

As I scratched my head and was about to say something.

Finally, she continued, with a look of utter humiliation.

“Th-that is…”

As if she were about to say something incredibly embarrassing.

“Stop touching Serena, and if you need to relieve yourself, do it with me…”

Oh.

I thought she would just whine and end it, but.

It feels like things are heading in an unexpected direction.

I casually crossed my legs and arrogantly tilted my gaze upwards.

It was as if I were telling her to try and persuade me more if she wanted something.

Maria swallowed her saliva, as if sensing my emotions.

Her face turned bright red, and she stood up abruptly in front of me.

Then, she fiddled with her skirt.

And then, she pulled down everything covering her lower body.

For a moment, my gaze was stolen by her smooth fissure that was revealed.

She spread her fingers over her vulva, and with a look of shame.

“Not Serena… My, my vulva, I want you to taste it.”

She uttered incredibly lewd words.

She seemed quite embarrassed, as her whole body trembled cutely.

Cold sweat flowed from her forehead, and her vulva twitched slightly.

Her appearance was so cute that I brought my lips to her vulva.

“Hoo…”

“Hiyat?!”

I blew a light breath.

At the same time, Maria let out a cute voice and was startled.

But it’s irritating that she thinks she won’t be subjected to anything after saying all that.

I raised the corners of my mouth and continued to blow air onto her fissure.

“Hoo, Hoo…”

“Ah… J-just a moment… What are you doing-“

“You asked me to use it.”

Are you really going to do this after saying it yourself?

Whether it was the ticklishness of the air blowing on her vulva, or the shame she felt, perhaps.

She struggled to escape my breath, her vulva twitching.

But there’s no way I would just watch that.

My playful mood kicked in, and I firmly gripped her pelvis and continued to blow air.

First, on her fissure.

Second, between her inner thighs.

After that, I blew air irregularly on her clitoris, vulva lips, and thighs.

I didn’t forget to imprint that she was mine by firmly gripping her pelvis.

How long did I play with her by blowing air like this?

“Eu, Huk. S-stop. Stop…”

Maria’s face was now flushed red, and she was thoroughly aroused.

Her tightly closed vulva twitched diligently, and arousal fluid flowed down her thighs.

What was she thinking? This perverted bitch.

I thought Serena was an incredible masochistic pervert, but it seems she’s no different, her sensitivity is also unusual.

Seeing that her clitoris is a bit large, I can’t even imagine how much she used to rub it.

I blew air on her vulva one more time and then slowly spoke.

“You, you masturbate a lot, don’t you?”

“Ah, I don’t!”

“Hoo… Don’t lie.”

It’s obvious she rubs it a lot.

At my words, she trembled with indignation, and her glazed eyes rolled around as she searched for an answer.

But she couldn’t fool my eyes.

After repeatedly blowing air and making her wait, she could no longer stand it and trembled all over.

“I-I do… I did… I touched it every, every day!!”

Finally, she confessed the truth.

You should have just said so earlier. You’re just making things troublesome for people.

As a reward, I lightly tapped her clitoris and gazed at Maria, whose body trembled with joy.

Hmm. But her expression seems a little strange.

It doesn’t seem like she’s just enduring the pleasure, so I gently touched her clitoris with my finger and asked.

“Do you want to go to the bathroom? Your face looks like a dog that needs to pee.”

Maria remained silent at my words.

But that was as good as announcing the answer, so I continued to torment her clitoris.

Isn’t it irritating? Avoiding answering like this.

To make her honest, I started to scratch and rub below her clitoris with my fingernails.

“J-just a moment!! Ah. Eut…”

As expected. This seems to be the most pleasurable part.

It’s my favorite part when I masturbate, so I know it well.

I subtly scratched below the bean with my finger.

“Haa… Geuk…”

Using the skin of my finger, I lightly brushed the bean.

“Huk… Heek…”

Taking advantage of that momentum, I gently rubbed around the clitoris.

“He, Ek. Euk. I-I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you! I, I need to pee… I need to pee. I’ve been holding it in… since a little while ago…”

As expected.

You’re making me troublesome when you were going to tell me eventually anyway.

I raised the corners of my mouth and harbored a wicked thought.

Since I’ll be playing with her from now on, I need to teach her how to submit as a punishment.

“Is that so?”

With those words, I began to play with her clitoris diligently.

Caressing her most pleasurable spot, sometimes with my tongue.

But I don’t use strong caresses.

Only enough to make her yearn and unable to bear it.

I rolled my tongue around, tormenting her clitoris, and tapped her nipples with my fingers.

Pressing her inner thighs with my thumb, I also licked her fissure with my tongue.

These were merely light caresses, never reaching climax.

But this is actually more effective for her.

“Huk, Keuk. J-just a moment. Just a moment… I, I need to pee. I need to pee?!”

“Pee here.”

“P-please. Please. Stop. Please…”

“You asked me to touch you instead of Serena? Just listen to me without talking back.”

She seemed to be at her limit.

Well, I’m not particularly fond of watching other people pee.

She needs to learn to listen to my words.

I need to teach her that disobedience leads to punishment.

The most basic human control, and the first one to be controlled, is bowel and bladder control.

By forcibly breaking that control, I create a crack in her mind.

I smiled faintly and gazed at Maria, whose lower body was trembling.

She twisted her hips and crossed her legs for a long time, resisting.

But in the end, she couldn’t withstand my stimulation.

Shhhhhhh-

Warm, clear liquid began to flow down the floor, forming a puddle.

“Ah, Eu…”

At the same time, Maria looked down at herself, having involuntarily leaked, in a state of bewildered despair.

Her body trembled, and she let go of her last shred of pride without leaving a single drop.

“Hi, Euk. Keuk… M-Maria said. Hi-keuk…”

Like a small child, she began to shed tears drop by drop.

Stage 1 of training Maria’s honest mind is complete.

Next is training her body.

Feeling the sadistic excitement heating my lower abdomen, I got up from my seat.

Something fun and unexpected happened.

With that thought in mind.