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by fnovelpia[Episode 38] – Unjil
Judging by the dim light coming from the window, it was quite early afternoon. Still half-asleep, I moved my legs, and the dampness of the bed sheets touching my thighs made me feel uncomfortable. I pondered why the blanket was wet, but my sleepy head stopped thinking.
“Ugh… waist… ”
I tried to get up, but it was as if my whole body had been beaten, and even just raising my upper body creaked. In particular, I groaned involuntarily as the pain in my lower back felt like it was going to break. My mind was hazy and my voice was hoarse because my head was still half-asleep.
“Ah, uh…”
As I wiggled my barely moving legs, I felt something wet between my thighs. My head, still half-asleep, unconsciously moved my hand to sweep up the liquid between my thighs. Wondering what it was, I looked at my fingers covered in sticky, clear liquid, and my hazy mind became clearer, bringing back memories from last night.
“Oh, Catherine, really…”
The liquid on my hand was a thick liquid that I couldn’t tell if it was mine or Catherine’s. I don’t know what made me hot, but Catherine had turned into almost an animal, so I had to cover my body before the sun rose. And the worst thing was that I couldn’t remember if I had fainted or not at the end.
I was dumbfounded by the fact that I had done so much that I couldn’t even remember. I clearly remember Catherine rubbing her vaginas together in a strange position, but after that, I couldn’t remember anything as if I had lost my sense of reason. All I could remember was the moment I lost my sense of reason, panting and moaning nonstop as if I was no longer myself.
“Ah…I’m going crazy.”
It seemed as if he had fainted and fallen into a deep sleep only when he could no longer moan because of Catherine’s persistent digging all through the night and when he could no longer bear her violent touch.
Even if it was quick, it was only five or six hours ago. Even though quite some time had passed, the remaining fluid between my legs continued to remind me of what had happened the night before.
My whole body ached as if I had been beaten, but the worst of all were my waist and hips. Even turning my waist or moving my legs felt painful, so I knew without even thinking about it how much Catherine had tormented me even after my memories had disappeared.
I was able to lift my body up and sit on the bed, barely holding up my trembling arms. When I looked at the vanity mirror in front of the bed, I saw the same image I had seen last night. I had taken off my bra, but I was still wearing the torn panties Catherine had told me to wear.
“…Haa…Why do these women like to tattoo things on my body?”
It was the same for Elise and Catherine. When I looked in the mirror, my body was covered in red marks all over my skin.
I sighed as I looked at the gorgeously embroidered spots that looked like flowers in bloom. I lowered my head and glanced between my legs, and the dark red marks along the panty line that split deepest on the inside of my thighs were clearly visible.
He nodded that he would definitely pay for the lessons, but it wasn’t something that would end with just one lesson today. Catherine wasn’t the type of person to stop after doing it once. She would probably ask for it regularly, but if she added lessons and a relationship with Catherine, would her body be able to handle it? It was absolutely impossible.
‘Should I ask them to shorten the class? Or should I ask them to drop me from the class since my daughters have already experienced it once? I don’t need to keep doing it in the first place..?’
Suddenly, a sense of injustice welled up in me. No matter how much I thought about it, there was no reason for me to participate in class anymore. My daughters had participated once, so I thought that this was enough. And if I continued to teach, Elise would be the problem.
A kid who confessed to her mother and got drunk and got into an accident. Isn’t the class actually fueling her sexual desire? Elise was a problem, but Sylvia and Lily were also problems. Even if Lily was like that, she didn’t know Sylvia would act like that during class. Slapping her mother’s butt…
“You really have to stop…”
“What are you stopping?”
Just as I was thinking about somehow getting Catherine to stop attending class, the door opened and Catherine came into the bedroom. She came over to me, holding a toast with jam in one hand as a simple meal replacement, and a glass of water in the other. Judging from the water droplets on the glass, it seemed to be quite cold.
“Ah…thank you.”
I accepted the glass of water Catherine had brought me and slowly drank the water. I didn’t lift the glass, but drank it slowly, looking up at Catherine’s face. Catherine must have been the one who moved more vigorously last night, but she didn’t look tired at all. Instead, she smiled and looked at me as if she was relieved.
“So, what are you going to stop doing?”
Should I say something? When I tried to say that I would stop attending class, I couldn’t open my mouth. The class was a service Catherine did without receiving any compensation.
Last night, I said I paid for it with my body, but honestly, my body alone wasn’t enough. It’s not like there are only night classes, and Catherine teaches etiquette and noble etiquette well in the morning and afternoon. But…
I opened my mouth hesitantly, looking at Catherine’s expression.
“…If I, I…say I want to stop participating in class…Oh, that won’t work…right?”
“……”
Catherine’s silent gaze was scary. I felt a stinging sensation as she looked down at me. It was as if I could hear Catherine’s voice saying, ‘How shameless. Are you planning to pay your tuition with just one time?’ I glanced at Catherine, and she sighed deeply and handed me a plate of toast.
“Okay, if you don’t want to participate, you can stop.”
“Really?!”
I looked up at Catherine, surprised by the unexpected answer. I expected her to say no again, in a half-forceful tone, but Catherine said it was okay if I didn’t participate in class. I was so surprised by that that I raised my voice without realizing it.
“Instead, I don’t feel like making the decision on my own, so I’ll ask my daughters’ opinions and then decide.”
“What do you guys think?”
“Yeah. The class is for the kids, and there will be kids who want to continue the class. If my daughters want to, you will continue it, right?”
“Uh…”
I thought for a moment. My daughters want to take the class? Elise could do that, I thought. Even if Elise did, would Lily and Sylvia want me to continue taking the class? I thought about it, but I didn’t think so. They were good kids and didn’t show any signs of sexual attraction to me like Elise did.
“Okay. Instead, if even one of my daughters doesn’t want me to attend class, I won’t attend class. Is that okay?”
Catherine snickered and picked up the negligee that was lying carelessly under the bed and draped it over my shoulders. Only then did I realize that I was wearing only panties, not even covering my chest. I quickly changed into the negligee and put the toast Catherine had prepared in my mouth.
“Okay, do that.”
Why did it go so easily? If it was Catherine’s personality, she wouldn’t have gone so easily. I felt like it was going too easily, but I didn’t complain because I thought it was a good thing. Even if Elise was like that, Lily and Sylvia would definitely get me out of class.
‘Well… one of you will object, since you cried so much in class.’
I thought that daughters who thought of their mothers would definitely object, so I took a big bite of the toast in my hand and looked at Catherine with a satisfied smile. Catherine, who saw my smile, smiled back. Why are you so kind today?
Are you going to listen to everything I said, saying sorry for bothering you so much yesterday? I wanted to ask for a few more, but I thought it was too greedy, so I shook my head and swallowed the toast in my hand in one bite. The toast covered in thick jam was too sweet. And Catherine’s attitude today was too sweet.
‘Ah… I wish Catherine would treat me like she does today.’
*
After cleaning up the traces of last night, tidying up, and leaving the room, it was already dinnertime. I hadn’t even prepared dinner yet, so I quickly ran to the kitchen to figure out what to do with my daughters’ meals. As soon as I turned the corner in the hallway, I was so surprised by the person I saw that my back almost gave out.
“Hello, ma’am. Are you going to a restaurant?”
“Huh, huh..? Who, who are you..?”
The person I found in the hallway was someone I really didn’t know. Instead, judging from her attire and speech, she was clearly a maid. My heart almost dropped from the fear of meeting a stranger in my house. My family was in debt and had no money, so we were not in a position to hire a maid. Who was this maid in the hallway right now?
The maid gently lifted the hem of her skirt, bent her knees slightly, and gave me a dignified greeting.
“I am a maid dispatched from the Countess of Salisbury. The Countess has ordered me to work here on weekends from now on.”
“Ah, ah… oh, I see…”
“You can call me Ma’am.”
“That, that’s right… Thank you… I’ll be counting on you in the future…”
Suddenly, I remembered the conversation with Catherine last night. She said she would do the housework for me when I made excuses. I thought it was a joke, but I never dreamed that the Count’s family would call a maid. Even if the maid only came on weekends, it was helpful enough. Even if my daughters helped me sometimes, it was getting too much to manage this big house alone.
I followed the maid’s instructions and headed to the restaurant. When I opened the restaurant door, my daughters had already arrived and were already sitting down. The food on the table was not the usual, meager meal that they prepared. The table was filled with a variety of foods that only nobles with money for meat would eat.
“This, what is this…”
“The chef has also been dispatched, so you don’t have to worry about meals on the weekend. He said he will prepare various dishes so that you can eat during the week as well.”
“Uh,uh…thank you,thank you…”
I clearly told her to speak casually, but the sight of the overwhelming amount of food filling the table made me speak formally without realizing it. When I turned my head to look at the restaurant, I saw a few more maids, and next to them was a chef wearing a white hat, who must have been the one who made this dish.
“Sit down quickly. The owner of the house has to come so we can eat.”
“Catherine…”
Catherine, who was sitting at the table, looked at me as she swirled the wine glass in her hand. She had already had several glasses, and her expression was a bit drunk. Not knowing how to express this feeling of gratitude and burden, I sighed deeply and sat down in my seat, picking up my fork and knife.
“…Thank you.”
Catherine chuckled at my thanks.
“It’s nothing.”
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