Chapter 234: Cecil’s Regression Corruption Master-Servant Reversal Side Story – The Penetrating Flower (49)

Chapter 234: Cecil’s Regression Corruption Master-Servant Reversal Side Story – The Penetrating Flower (49)

“Haa, haa…”

Rough breaths echoed in the room.

I swallowed hard and began to lick Charlotte’s heaving chest.

The sticky arousal fluid on my fingertips and the crossfire of excitement.

After lightly biting her areola, I pulled her body close.

“Hee-eut-“

Simultaneously, Charlotte arched her back and climaxed.

I held her tightly in my embrace and breathed lightly.

My neck felt goosebumps from her panting breaths.

I gently stroked her shoulder and then lifted my head, saying,

“Mom…”

At the same time, Charlotte’s eyes widened.

She swallowed hard and began to grip my buttocks tightly.

She massaged them, her face turning bright red.

She was so aroused that saliva dripped from her panting mouth.

“I didn’t know she’d like it this much…”

At first, she seemed very awkward, so I thought she didn’t like this kind of play.

But after the play had progressed to a certain point.

She completely fell for me.

Two days have passed since I proposed the mother-daughter play to her.

There are still 4 days left of her stay, and Charlotte has been enjoying my body for various purposes.

Pee play, lactation, mother-daughter play, dildo play, molesting my sleeping daughter, etc.

She would also often have sex with me by penetrating me with a penis banana or kissing me for 30 minutes straight.

It means we’ve been having sex almost every minute, except for meal times.

“Hwaa…”

She kissed me, completely lost in arousal.

*Slurp-*

Our lips lightly touched, and as if a switch had been flipped, Charlotte began to rub my buttocks more roughly.

“Aang…”

I let out a seductive moan, as if to be heard, and she gave me a very satisfied smile.

At first, she was very stiff and wooden.

But seeing her like this, she was several times more perverted than me.

It’s as if her pent-up sexual desires had exploded wildly.

People who suppress their desires are more perverse than those who release them indiscriminately.

Because they don’t even know what their sexual tendencies are or how to control their pleasure.

“Haa… Mom…”

*Jjweup, jjeup-*

We slowly parted our lips and began a deep, sticky kiss.

As if we were truly mother and daughter.

The warm and gentle embrace made it feel truly strange.

It wasn’t just Charlotte who was immersed in the play for these two days.

I also became engrossed in this play, and my sensitivity increased due to the unusual sense of transgression.

As a prostitute, whose role is usually to satisfy the client, I’ve now become a ‘contract daughter’ who can enjoy myself to the fullest.

The absence of psychological discomfort seemed to be the biggest factor.

After kissing for a long time, we parted our lips as the sun began to set.

The silver threads stretching between our lips further fueled our arousal.

I wanted to continue, but we had been kissing and licking each other for about four hours in bed.

I gently pushed Charlotte away as I needed to urinate.

“Mom, just a moment… I need to pee…”

At my words, her eyes turned lewd.

Charlotte scanned my body up and down, then spoke in a soft tone.

“Yes. I understand.”

Then she abruptly got up and took my hand.

I don’t know why she’s following me to the bathroom.

Since I can’t pee on the bed, I walked to the bathroom in the room, holding her hand.

And when we arrived at the toilet, Charlotte pulled up my lower abdomen.

“Mom…?”

“Mom will… help you pee.”

It seemed like a switch had been flipped.

“J-just a moment… I don’t think…”

“Come on… Don’t be shy. You have to listen to Mom. Mom will help you, so let’s pee?”

The word ‘pee’ carried a hint of dark and sticky lust.

I clenched my fists and hesitated for a moment.

Then, I slowly nodded.

I felt a hot sensation, different from the urge to urinate, boiling in my lower abdomen.

“Ah, I’m wet…”

I felt my vulva becoming moist.

Perhaps it was because I had a rough idea of what she was going to do.

I thought to myself, ‘I’m a hopeless pervert too,’ and surrendered myself to her.

Then she began to slowly massage my buttocks.

With my vulva exposed in front of the toilet, she began to slowly caress my nipples.

She then patted my lower abdomen and said,

“Come on… let’s pee… Mom will help you…”

“Yes…”

At her words, I couldn’t resist and relaxed my lower abdomen.

*Trickle-*

Simultaneously, clear fluid leaked from my vulva.

The embarrassing fluid, which should never be shown to anyone, slowly began to enter the toilet.

“That’s right… like that… Pee… Good girl…”

With one hand, she caressed my nipples, and with the other, she patted my hot lower abdomen.

Along with the urge to urinate, a pleasure that made my head feel strange spread from my lower abdomen.

“Haa… Eut…”

I couldn’t help but let out a moan.

I tried to hold it in, but the voice was beyond my control.

The ticklish and longing sensation from my nipples and the shame of being seen urinating.

These two emotions intertwined in a dark and sticky way, creating a very strange sensation.

This is a pleasure I must never remember.

I instinctively felt it, but as if she knew, she began to grope my body even more stickily.

*Trickle-*

Finally, after expelling all the embarrassing fluid into the toilet.

“Good job, my daughter… That’s right. You’re peeing so well.”

Charlotte stroked my head in a warm tone.

My whole body trembled, and I felt a tingling sensation in my lower abdomen.

This kind of praise is not right.

An adult, being praised and having her head stroked for simply peeing.

But at the moment, I was somewhat engrossed in this ‘potty play.’

And so, my lower abdomen convulsed, and I lightly climaxed.

“Eut, Haaat-“

My legs weakened, and I trembled while holding onto Charlotte tightly.

She then tore off some toilet paper and gently dabbed my vulva.

“Good job… my daughter. You pee so well… You’re so pretty…”

Her voice was like she was talking to a young child.

At that voice, I bit my lips tightly.

Charlotte chuckled as if I were cute, perhaps noticing that I had climaxed.

“Oh my… You climaxed from that?”

“Th-this…”

“Climaxing while peeing, you’re a naughty child…”

*Tap, tap-*

Charlotte said, tapping my vulva with the toilet paper.

“Ah, at… Eut…!”

No.

Don’t press my lower abdomen and tap my vulva.

Although it was a pretense of wiping my pee, the pretense soon turned into caressing the inside of my vulva.

The tingling and hot sensation spreading from my lower abdomen felt very good.

At this moment, I just wanted to surrender my body to Charlotte.

I let my saliva drip from my mouth and surrendered myself to her touch.

*Squish, squelch-*

Then, her fingers entered my vulva and began to swirl inside.

She pressed on my most sensitive spot repeatedly, and then smiled faintly.

“My daughter… you pee, and then you climax, you shouldn’t do that…”

“This, well…”

“Hmm? You wet your vulva like this. Does it feel good to have Mom touch your vulva?”

“Ah… Eut…”

My body felt limp, and I couldn’t speak properly.

As I trembled, Charlotte raised the corners of her mouth.

*Pang!*

She lightly spanked my buttocks.

The lewd impact sound as her palm met my skin.

“Kyaat?!”

I couldn’t help but cry out at the touch.

When I didn’t answer, she spanked me a couple more times, giving me a form of ‘punishment.’

*Squelch, squelch-*

The punishment, delivered with her furiously swirling my vulva.

I was completely captivated by the punishment, and as I was spanked, I let my vulva fluid stream down.

“Come on… Mom told you, so you have to answer.”

“I-I climaxed…”

“What?”

“My vulva…”

“How did you climax? That’s what Mom wants to hear the most…”

She smiled sweetly and said in a relaxed tone.

It seemed Charlotte wanted me to say something lewd.

I swallowed hard and parted my lips.

This is a play the client requested.

It’s definitely not something I’m doing because I want to.

With a firm resolve in my heart, I bowed my head.

“While peeing… and Mom pressing my lower abdomen… and wiping my vulva…”

I uttered the vulgar and lewd words.

“I did it…”

Perhaps it was because I said words that shouldn’t be spoken.

I felt a tingling sensation and a wave of pleasure coursing down my spine.

I buried my face in Charlotte’s embrace.

“So…”

Spreading my vulva with both hands.

“Please give this naughty daughter a lewd punishment…”

I uttered words that stimulated her perverse desires.

****

“Hwaam…”

The sunlight on my face felt warm.

I slowly got out of bed, rubbing my sleepy eyes.

Then, I gazed at her, sleeping soundly beside me.

“Mnya…”

Charlotte’s face looked incredibly happy, as if she were having a good dream.

I took off the cat costume I wore for the cat play last night and headed to the shower.

Three days have passed since I engaged in perverse play with her.

There is only one day left.

Time flew by so quickly, perhaps because we played so much.

It wasn’t a bad time for me, so it doesn’t matter.

After a quick shower, I lay down next to the sleeping Charlotte, pulled her close.

*Chup-*

“Mom… It’s morning…”

I kissed her cheek to wake her from her deep sleep.

I wanted to let her sleep longer, but this was Charlotte’s request.

She had asked me to wake her up with a kiss when it was time for breakfast or if she overslept.

Charlotte opened her eyes happily at my kiss and pulled me into a tight hug with a smile.

“Did you sleep well…?”

“Yes.”

Stroking my head, patting my back.

Her infinitely warm hands slowly moved down, caressing my waist.

Then, she began to slowly massage my buttocks.

This is our usual morning routine.

I wake her up with a kiss, and she wakes up by massaging my buttocks.

I smiled brightly and snuggled into her embrace.

Today, she will leave this brothel and return to her original place.

Personally, I’m a little sad.

But the brothel has prepared a small event for her, so both she and I can leave the brothel without any regrets.

This is an event that the brothel always prepares for long-term guests.

They analyze the client’s sexual tendencies and favorite points over the week and then provide a heartfelt event at the end.

That event is tonight at 10 PM.

Seeing Charlotte still massaging my buttocks, perhaps still sleepy.

I thought that tonight would likely be a night she would never forget.