“Ah. Are you really a virgin? You’re so good at it.”

    “Hahaha.”

    Grecia was diligently sucking on the man’s toes, which were soaking in the hot spring, as he sat on a boundary stone.

    “Can I put it in your mouth? Then can I send you a few more times?”

    “Uh, sure.”

    Grecia’s head started moving faster. However, the man, unsatisfied with her speed, grabbed her wavy hair like a handle and shook it even faster.

    “It’s coming. Ugh.”

    After shaking her a few times like that, the man suddenly stopped moving and shivered.

    As the man’s movements ceased, Grecia cautiously removed his penis from her mouth.

    Splat-

    Then, she raised her head and opened her mouth to show the man the inside of her mouth.

    “Wow. You’ve really learned well, haven’t you? Is it because you’re from a prestigious family? Perfect. Okay. You can swallow it now.”

    “…Gulp.”

    The lower hot spring was already no different from a decadent establishment.

    Hey, Grecia. You’re a virgin… right?

    .

    .

    .

    “Do you always just touch the tip when you masturbate? Aren’t you tired of it? I’ll develop this side for you.”

    After ejaculating three more times, the man resumed the promised caresses with Grecia. He entered the hot spring and embraced Grecia from behind. Due to his large stature, Grecia almost lay on his chest, leaning her back against him and entrusting her large breasts to him. The man began to caress Grecia’s breasts and nipples. Feeling the pleasant sensation spreading through her chest, Grecia clenched her hands between her thighs inside the hot spring, almost as if she were masturbating.

    “You need to be patient. By teasing the nipples like this, it’ll start feeling really good, right?”

    The man raised both of Grecia’s hands above her head and held her wrists with one hand. Wow, his hands are huge. Grecia’s wrists are thin, but two of hers fit in one of his… gulp.

    “Ah, I want to touch you.”

    As her body heated up, Grecia, unable to stimulate her own vagina with her hands held, pressed her thighs together as tightly as possible and rubbed the inside of her thighs. With her lower body submerged in the hot spring, the water splashed around as she did so.

    “Hold on. It’s an order! If you can’t hold it, we’ll stop here.”

    “Uh…”

    With a pained expression, Grecia relaxed her thighs.

    “Close your eyes and focus on your chest!”

    The man lightly squeezed her breasts, teasing Grecia’s nipples persistently with his index finger.

    He didn’t seem to know much about women despite his confidence. Everyone has different sensitivity levels, and while nipples are undoubtedly a sensitive area for most women, I knew that just touching them wouldn’t be enough. I understood why Grecia was making an effort to stimulate her clitoris.

    Still, just in case, I tried grabbing my breasts like the man and teasing my nipples with one finger raised.

    Tickle, tickle, tickle-

    I quickly moved my finger as if scratching an itchy spot, stimulating the nipple.

    It felt good, but compared to touching the clitoris, it was just a ticklish sensation.

    Was it a matter of where I was scratching? I tried scratching more forcefully, making sure my fingertips touched the nipple, and tried scratching in different ways each time I moved my hand.

    “Ah!”

    As my finger, which had been teasing the nipple, lightly brushed against the tip as if it were about to touch it, I felt a tingling sensation piercing through my whole body and let out a scream in surprise.

    Ah, I found it. That man was right. The key was to tease it as if touching but not quite touching.

    I found a way and continued to tease the nipple. It was important to make it seem like it was touching, but not quite, and to keep the speed as fast as possible.

    I felt the nipples and areolas getting bigger. My whole body trembled with goosebumps. It wasn’t the genital area, but deep in the lower abdomen that was throbbing.

    Suppressing the desire to stimulate the clitoris, I persistently stimulated the nipples. What is this? When I masturbate the clitoris, there is a feeling that I can go over the edge by doing this slowly, but this stimulation is a pleasure that can be continuously built up. The pleasure slowly but surely accumulated. I continued to stimulate the nipples while observing Grazia and the man.

    “Ugh, I want to go. Please.”

    Grazia’s state had changed a lot from before. Her hands were bound above her head, and she was forbidden from rubbing her thighs. And her nipples were continuously being stimulated by fingers.

    There was no change up to this point, but her expression was the problem. Tears welled up in her eyes as she followed orders, and drool flowed from her open mouth. And her head periodically turned left and right as if she couldn’t bear it.

    I, too, was stimulating myself, so I could guess how Grazia was feeling.

    Normally, the pleasure would accumulate even after going over the edge, but she couldn’t reach it. That seemed to be the advantage and disadvantage of nipple stimulation.

    “Do you want to go?”

    “Yes, yes. That’s right.”

    “Then, while you’re on this island, in heat, we won’t just focus on sex, but you’ll listen to us as we say, right?”

    “Yes, yes. I’m a good girl. Grazia is a good girl.”

    “Can you pledge your family and make a solemn vow?”

    “That… uh…”

    The man’s hand touching Grazia’s nipples quickened. Wait, shouldn’t I stop this? If this continues, she might become a slave.

    “If you want to go, make the vow quickly. Pledge the Medici family!”

    “Uh, okay. Grazia Medici, the next heir of the Medici family, will serve the men of this island. I will become a maid.”

    Hmm. There are conditions regarding the period and it’s up to Grazia if she wants to do it. I didn’t stop her.

    Honestly, I didn’t have the luxury to stop her. The pleasure was accumulating to the point where my chin was trembling. But I couldn’t stop my fingers.

    “Okay. And remember, no men are allowed to rape virgins in the name of deflowering them! Got it?”

    “Uh, I swore that at the beginning. Uh…”

    “I said I wouldn’t cover just myself! Make a vow to all the men on this island!”

    “Yes. Grazia Medici, the non-virgin, will never cover a man on this island. I’ll eagerly await the deflowering ceremony, I can’t wait anymore. I beg you.”

    “Alright. Don’t change your mind later.”

    “Leave me like this!”

    The man squeezed Grazia’s breasts so hard that he almost crushed them with his palm, pinched her nipples with his thumb and forefinger, and pulled Grazia towards him.

    It was like the movement of squeezing milk from a cow that I saw when I went to a dairy farm.

    “Uh, ah!”

    At that moment, Grazia’s lower body, which had been submerged in the hot spring water, rose to the surface, and liquid sprayed from her intimate area. Squirt, squirt.

    As Grazia’s waist, which had been leaning against the man’s chest, twisted back and pointed towards the sky, her head naturally turned back and looked up at the man.

    The man looked down at Grazia’s face, covered in tears and drool, with her mouth open, and brought his mouth to hers.

    It was a tongue-tangling deep kiss. Their kiss continued until the lingering climax of Gresia faded away. Gresia’s lower body convulsed and then disappeared under the hot spring.

    I also looked down at them and squeezed my own chest, trying to experience an intense climax like Gresia. What the heck. I want to go too. Why can’t I?

    The pleasure of teasing my nipples only stimulated my whole body, but it didn’t erupt. I want to go. I tried to stimulate my clitoris in a hurry to reach climax.

    But the man’s command not to touch the clitoris he had just shouted. It wasn’t directed at me, but for some reason, it affected me too. A strong resistance that felt like it shouldn’t be defied.

    Even though it was touching my own clitoris, I felt a resistance as if I had been told not to slap a decent person on the street.

    What should I do, what should I do, what should I do.

    “Um, miner, miner.”

    I hid my body and only raised my head to call the man who was enjoying the afterglow of kissing Gresia.

    “What, what? I’m done now, I don’t have the stamina to have sex with you!”

    The man looked surprised, looking at me.

    “That’s not it. Can you please tell me to go as I please?”

    “…?”

    The man looked puzzled about what I was talking about. I know, I must look like a fool right now, but I was too impatient.

    I want to release my pent-up pleasure quickly. Please, please, please.

    “Just say it like that.”

    I begged for a simple answer since I didn’t have time for explanations.

    “Fine. Go as you please.”

    Although he said it indifferently, it didn’t resonate with me. This is not an order or a request.

    “Um… Can you say it more forcefully? Like ordering an apprentice miner in the mine?”

    “…Go as you please! Stop dilly-dallying! It’s an order!”

    His shout made my nipples convulse. The pleasure I had built up so hard, the pleasure of the nipples that couldn’t reach climax no matter how hard I tried, burst out all at once. My whole body trembled as if shivering in the cold. And with each tremble, I climaxed. It was a kind of pleasure that was completely different from clitoral masturbation, incomparable in size.

    “Ohh. Hah. Haa. Huh.”

    The pleasure was so dizzying that it went beyond shortness of breath to the point of breathlessness.

    I stood up from my seat to seek greater pleasure and roughly stroked my clitoris.

    “Ahhyaaaah!!”

    And as if displaying my vagina, I thrust it forward, and with the vaginal fluid, urine gushed out.

    Trickling.

    The hot spring, with its structure of water falling down like a waterfall from the floor I was on, continued to make the sound of water falling into the hot spring. But the sound of the strange gushing water covered that sound.

    My yellow urine splashed on the hot spring, Gresia, and the man.

    “What the hell is this crazy woman doing!”

    The man shouted something, but I couldn’t respond to his words as I was experiencing a pleasure I had never felt before, soaking in the hot spring and trying to control my dizzying breath.

    “Are you mocking me for being trapped in a damn binding spell? But if I use a trick, a woman like you will be done for… Huh?”

    I couldn’t hold on any longer due to the overwhelming pleasure and passed out in the hot spring.

    “My wounds from being crushed by a stone are disappearing!”

    The man’s joyous exclamation faintly reached me.

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