Chapter 214: Cecil’s Regression Corruption Master-Servant Reversal Side Story – The Penetrating Flower (29)

Chapter 214: Cecil’s Regression Corruption Master-Servant Reversal Side Story – The Penetrating Flower (29)

Vermilion’s expression melted.

She swallowed her saliva and stared intently at my hand.

Is she that expectant?

New experiences are usually frightening.

But she showed no resistance.

Reality is completely different from what you read in novels.

A true masochist wouldn’t care about such discrepancies.

But she doesn’t seem so stupid as to not know that.

“Relax your body.”

“Yes…”

She surrendered her body to me.

Her slender body went limp, which was quite cute.

I felt like I was looking at a chick.

I lightly gripped her neck.

I didn’t apply any force.

If this is someone’s first time with this kind of play, adapting to the pressure is the priority.

The body’s rejection response doesn’t happen voluntarily.

“Hwaaa…”

Just holding her neck made her make that expression.

Her reactions are very good.

What kind of expression would she make if I applied more force?

“I’ll apply a little pressure. Is that okay?”

“Hee…”

I applied a little more pressure to my grip.

Not too hard, just enough to feel like I was ‘holding’ her.

Then Vermilion’s cheeks flushed.

She swallowed her saliva and stared intently at me.

“Um, um…”

“Yes. Is something bothering you?”

“No. It’s not that… I’ll lie down… Could you squeeze me from above…?”

I understand what she means.

She likes the feeling of being forcefully dominated.

I noted down her preferences in my mental memo.

I carefully laid her body down and knelt.

“Ah… You can sit on my stomach like that…”

“I’ll be heavy. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I-it’s okay. Cecil… you’re small too…”

I’m not that heavy.

I only asked out of concern that she might be uncomfortable.

Since I had her permission, I placed my buttocks on her lower abdomen.

“Eut…”

At the same time, Vermilion’s eyes changed.

Before, her eyes were filled with mere curiosity.

Now, I could see lust blooming in them.

“She really is a severe masochist…”

People like this are actually easier to handle.

Because their preferences are clear.

“I’ll apply some force.”

“You don’t have to say it. Just squeeze me as much as you want…”

“I’m sorry. It’s part of the manual…”

At my words, she looked disappointed.

However, she didn’t seem to give up on that longing.

Her eyebrows turned into an inverted V, and.

Her expression became slightly sterner.

She seemed to be trying to put on a firm expression.

But to me, she just looked cute.

“It’s an order. From now on, when you squeeze my neck, don’t hold back and do as you please.”

If she says it like this, I can’t refuse.

After all, she’s a Duke’s daughter.

Well, she did order me to do it.

And she seems to be a severe masochist, so there’s no need to hesitate.

I began to apply more pressure to my grip.

Not all at once.

The thrill of a neck-choking play is the gradual cutting off of oxygen.

Many masochists climax while feeling that.

“Haa…”

Vermilion also began to tremble, her face flushed with excitement.

Her soft neck fit perfectly into my hands.

She’s so delicate and weak.

Truly a lewd body that arouses sadistic desires.

My fingers dug slightly into her white skin.

At first, my hand was just lightly pressing her neck.

“Hoot… Haa…”

Now, I was pressing down on her neck, starting to block her oxygen supply.

I could see blood rushing to her face as the blood vessels were compressed.

I wondered if I was pressing too hard, but.

“Haa, Hee…”

She was enjoying the pleasure of suffocation, gasping for breath.

I think I can do a little more.

When she enjoys it this much, I get motivated too.

I secured her body with both legs.

Preventing her from escaping, I squeezed her neck even harder.

With enough force to block not only the blood vessels but also her airway.

“Ho, Keuk…”

Vermilion’s beautiful face began to contort.

Her face turned red from the blood rushing to it.

Her elegant face transformed into that of a foolish person.

“Eu… Keut…”

Her body slowly lost strength.

Her vacant eyes looked up at me pitifully.

The Duke’s precious jewel.

She must have never been treated like this in her life.

People were always kind to her.

She always met good people.

Wherever she went, people offered her favors.

And now, being pinned down by a mere commoner prostitute.

Her neck being choked, and her body being tormented by these lowly, dirty hands.

To be able to do whatever I want with such a noble lady.

This job is truly the best.

Because it satisfies my twisted sense of conquest.

“Huk…”

Vermilion’s breathing began to subside.

Tears streamed down her face, and saliva dripped from her open mouth.

She was a far cry from a noble lady.

“Should I squeeze a little more?”

No.

I suppressed the fleeting wicked thought.

Not a few people have ended up ruined by acting on their desires.

I slightly increased and then released the pressure, as if I were about to squeeze more.

“Huk, Hee-ek…! Keuk…”

Her gasping breaths as she tried to inhale were cute.

I stroked her head and then helped her sit up.

Holding her in my arms, I patted her back.

“Huk, Hee-ek… Huk-hee-ek…”

Her arms were pathetically wrapped around my neck.

She tried to calm her ragged breaths with cute gasps.

Cute.

So much so that it aroused my sadistic desires.

“There, breathe. It’s okay, it’s okay… Slowly. That’s right.”

I stroked her head in a gentle tone.

Her hair felt good tangled in my fingers.

A sweet scent wafted towards me.

A sweet scent.

“Haa… Eu-et…”

*Peck-*

I lightly kissed her neck.

Then her face flushed bright red, and she looked embarrassed.

“Aww…”

We already kissed earlier.

Is it the gentle patting that feels so good?

“Haa… It, it felt really good…”

There were slight hand marks on her neck.

It was because her skin was so white.

Her body pressed against mine, and she rubbed her head against my shoulder.

It was like a cat marking its territory.

She seemed to like me a lot.

“Is she going to end it soon…?”

Given the atmosphere, it seems like she’ll pat me a little more and then end it.

It’s usually like this for first-timers.

The cost isn’t cheap.

But for nobles like these, it’s less than pocket change.

“Um…”

Vermilion looked up at me shyly.

Then, she suddenly hugged me tightly.

She sat gently on my thighs.

We hugged each other tightly, facing each other.

“Why is she doing this…?”

This isn’t something a prostitute would normally do.

I looked at her strangely, and Vermilion smiled sweetly.

“I, I like you, Cecil.”

“Thank you.”

“Could you… be mine…?”

What on earth is she saying?

I was stunned for a moment and couldn’t answer.

Vermilion had the face of a girl experiencing her first love.

She shyly looked at me and then.

She buried her face in my neck.

“Um, what is that…”

“You know, I always just read books in my room, so I don’t have any friends…”

Her voice held a strange sense of overwhelming emotion.

“So… I want you to be mine.”

Ah.

Is she saying she wants to buy me?

I stammered, unable to find the words.

She gently pressed her lips to my ear and then.

“I mean… I want to live your life…”

“What should I do about this…?”

There are manuals for this kind of situation.

There are quite a few people like this.

People who like prostitutes and want to take them home.

Of course, they don’t intend to take them as legal wives or concubines.

They like them, so they want them by their side, but they can’t acknowledge them as family because of their low status.

In other words, they are sex slaves.

But to say something like that so casually.

The Duke’s family is indeed the Duke’s family.

I gently stroked her head and then said firmly.

“…I don’t think that’s possible.”

“Why…?”

“That’s the policy. I don’t plan on going anywhere specific…”

I already have my own place, so why would I go there?

In some cases, people do follow.

But most of them don’t end up well.

At my words, Vermilion wore a displeased expression.

Then she stared intently at my face and then.

“Eu…”

She made a sad face.

She seemed like she wanted to plead, but I refused so firmly that she couldn’t say anything.

She’s not that strong-willed.

*Peck-*

Before she could act, I kissed her cheek briefly.

“Ah…”

Vermilion blushed again.

There’s a way to handle these situations.

I gently stroked her head and said.

“Instead of trivial things like that, how about enjoying the present moment?”

“Ugh…”

She pouted slightly.

But then she nodded in agreement.

“…If you’re not here next time I request you, I’ll cry.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll come running whenever you call.”

It would be problematic to make a Duke’s daughter cry.

Vermilion stroked my head with a look of regret.

Then she slowly intertwined her fingers with mine.

“Then… today, please spend the whole day with me…”

“As much as you want.”

After all, I get paid by the hour.

There’s no reason to refuse.

“Um… C-could you… choke me again…?”

And then Vermilion made another cute suggestion.

She’s probably the only one who asks to be choked so prettily.

I nodded and gently laid her down on the bed.

It was the same position as before, but.

“Eut…!”

This time, the intensity of the neck-choking was different.

Unlike the gentle start, I applied a lot of force at once.

At first, she was surprised and her eyes widened.

But soon, lust filled her eyes.

“Uk, Haa…”

Her face turned increasingly red.

As if her breath was cut off, she began to struggle.

*Tak, Tak-*

But I didn’t loosen my grip.

Smiling sweetly.

As if I didn’t care if you died.

I looked down at her with cold, indifferent eyes.

“Haa… Keuk…”

Then her face contorted with pleasure mixed with pain.

Her face turned redder and redder, and her resistance grew stronger.

Even when it seemed like I would let go by now, I didn’t.

“Haa… Ek…!”

Tears and saliva streamed down her face.

Her whole body trembled, and her lower body became wet.

Just as her eyes were about to roll back.

“Hee-ek, Keuk-“

*Pfft, Pfft-*

I suddenly released my hands.

The sudden influx of oxygen and the gush of fluids.

But it doesn’t end here.

After supplying just enough oxygen to keep her from dying.

“Ugh?!”

I immediately pressed my lips to hers and mixed our tongues.

Sticky saliva mingled, and she tightly gripped the bedsheets.

Her vulva was leaking water, and with clumsy tongue movements, she tangled with mine.

Sticky and persistent.

After continuing the deep kiss for a long time.

When I pulled my lips away.

“Paha… Haa… Hee-ek…”

Vermilion convulsed, her face blissful.

*Shiiiii-*

Even the sound of her shamefully wetting herself escaped.

Her face, smeared with saliva and tears, contorted obscenely.

Vermilion succumbed to a blissful climax.

“Hwe… Haa…”

You might think it would end here, but.

It’s good to add a little extra spice for a severe masochist like this.

I pulled her body closer and hugged her gently.

Her pupils, dilated from oxygen deprivation, trembled.

I placed my hand on her lower abdomen and then.

*Kkuuk-*

“Haa-ek?!”

I applied strong pressure.

The intense pressure on her lower abdomen, which had melted from oxygen deprivation.

Anyone who experiences this can never go back to how they were before.

Living up to its reputation, Vermilion’s expression changed dramatically.

The second round, following breath control, began.