The Whipping Maid of House Calley - Chapter 52

“Hh, ngh, hhk.”

A moan leaked out through her clenched teeth.

He liked to control everything: the reason for the beating, the number of strokes, even the time. He tried to control the sounds coming out of Sheila’s mouth too. But he usually turned a blind eye to the rough breaths that inevitably escaped.

“You were making a fuss that your pussy was tearing earlier, but now you’re swallowing it down just fine, huh?”

He was talking about when Cedric first pushed in.

Today, Cedric didn’t press some wicked toy against her first. He tried to enter right away.

“…Yes…, ha, hah!”

Sheila’s obedient reply followed. She’d already been in and out of this room more times than she could count on one hand, so her responses had become natural.

But the problem was that there was no limit to his perversion.

“Repeat after me.”

“…?”

“‘Sheila’s pussy is a lewd pussy.’”

“…!”

Sheila’s eyes widened.

‘What kind of…!’

For now, Sheila decided to pretend she hadn’t heard and stubbornly close her eyes.

Cedric struck one of the rude maid’s breasts twice.

“Hah! Ah!”

A loud moan burst from Sheila’s mouth as her eyes stayed shut. A sharp jolt of stimulation slammed into her head. Even as her mind swam with fluster and pleasure, Sheila thought,

So the remaining two strikes ended like this.

Today, the number of things Judith got wrong was thirty-two.

So if she just endured for three hours like this….

‘Ha….’

Easy to say, but three hours was never a short time.

Even now, Sheila was barely holding on.

Because the thing inside her was too much, because the sensation from that overwhelming thing was too intense, because the breast he wasn’t striking felt too empty, and because he kept making her say weird things….

“Repeat after me, Sheila. ‘My pussy is a lewd pussy.’”

Even while making her say perverted words, he kept slamming the big thing in, thud, thud-

“Hhng! I, I can’t…. Aahk!”

At her saying she couldn’t, Cedric grabbed her protruding nipple and twisted it.

A stinging yet thrilling pleasure rose.

‘Am I going to become a pervert too at this rate?’

And Cedric had been tormenting only one breast especially hard since earlier.

‘The other side too….’

Sheila only thought it. Only thought it inside….

“What, you look disappointed?”

But the capable man had the ability to read even Sheila’s inner thoughts.

“Like you want me to hit the other side too, right?”

Since it had come to this….

Sheila nodded, braving the shame. Tears that had welled up from excessive pleasure rolled down her temples.

“You know I can’t.”

You bastard…! Then why did you ask!

Sheila was dumbfounded, but since she’d come this far, she decided to beg just once.

“Please…, hh! The other side too… hit it…, ugh!”

“Impudent.”

Cedric flatly rejected her earnest request. Instead, he made an offer she couldn’t refuse.

“Say it. ‘Sheila’s pussy is a lewd pussy.’ If you repeat it, I’ll cut the time in half.”

Half the time…?

Sheila’s eyes widened again.

Three hours was clearly time Sheila couldn’t handle with her stamina.

All she really had was this body and what little stamina she had, and even that looked like it was about to run out here.

But if repeating one sentence cut the time in half……!

He was a man of principles, though that “principle” often changed by mutual agreement, and he was a man who kept his promises.

“Sh, Sheila’s… pussy is… hhk, uh, lewd, hh! A lewd pussy… is what it is. Hhng!”

As he kept attacking her lower body the entire time she spoke that short sentence, Sheila barely managed to finish saying what he’d ordered.

If he was going to cut the time in half, there was no room to hesitate. Enduring this kind of pleasure for three hours would’ve been pain on an entirely different level.

But it was so humiliating that tears burst out. In contrast, a satisfied smile spread across Cedric’s lips.

“What should I do with Sheila, who has such a lewd pussy?”

“Master should, hng, ho…, ngh, punish me.”

Perhaps pleased with the answer, the final upward thrust he drove in was especially forceful.

After stopping the thrusting, Cedric dragged Sheila down beneath the table. As sobs broke out of Sheila, his cock was shoved into her mouth.

She felt like nothing more than a tool. With her head held in place as she accepted the penis that pushed all the way into her throat, thick semen like potato soup shot out from Cedric’s urethral opening.

“Ugh, ngh.”

Aside from what slid down her throat on its own, the rest leaked out through the gap where her mouth met his cock.

As Cedric pulled his slick member out of Sheila’s mouth, he said, “Swallow it. Don’t spill a drop.”

Sheila obeyed his words. She didn’t even want to think about what would happen if she didn’t. In this punishment room, he was no different from a king.

As Sheila swallowed the semen while hiccuping, the king of this room whispered to her, “Get on all fours.”

Sheila staggered to her feet, grabbed the ends of the table, and bent at the waist. Her breasts were pressed flat against the tabletop, squashed and spilling out to the sides.

The large thing instantly pierced the slender cleft and pushed inside.

“Hhup!”

Each time he grabbed her pelvis and snapped his hips, Sheila’s slight body shook.

Even though she’d repeated the humiliating words and cut the time in half, the remaining one hour still felt endlessly long to Sheila.

***

“After I told Marquis Vivarini about your business, his reaction wasn’t bad.”

Count Bernard Calley, who rarely summoned Cedric, called him to his room for once.

Bernard had recently visited the territory of Marquis Vivarini, ruled by Maximo.

He’d made various excuses, but there was no doubt he’d gone to lay the groundwork for marriage talks.

Marquis Maximo Vivarini was an authoritarian figure who, like Count Bernard Calley, loved to harp on about noble honor. At the same time, he shared Bernard’s petty tendency to flaunt his greed despite all that talk of dignity.

However, he did show more administrative competence than Bernard, such as laying modern roads for trade and communication. So he would naturally be tempted by Cedric’s business, which brought in a healthy amount of foreign currency.

For now, it might require a certain amount of dowry, but the benefits gained by forming an alliance through marriage would inevitably be greater.

So it was only natural that Marquis Vivarini would covet Cedric as a son-in-law.

In fact, the marriage talks with Eloise Vivarini, the third daughter of the Marquis of Vivarini, were nothing new.

They’d been discussed since before Cedric left to study abroad.

Before he went abroad, since he’d already come of age, there had even been talk of at least arranging an engagement.

But Cedric had firmly declined, and the engagement quietly fell through. Because Cedric postponed everything until after he returned from studying abroad and completed the heir appointment ceremony, no one could force an engagement on him.

At the same time, rumors circulated that it was because Eloise Vivarini didn’t appeal to Cedric.

But rumors were nothing more than rumors.

On the surface, studying abroad was used as the excuse, but no one knew the exact reason Cedric had refused the engagement. Not even his parents, Bernard and Marisa.

And so, even as three years passed, House Vivarini remained the most advantageous marriage match for House Calley, both politically and economically.

It seemed the situation was the same on their side as well, as Eloise, the third daughter, hadn’t been engaged to anyone even now, at the age of twenty-two. Unintentionally, it had come to look as though she was waiting for Cedric to finish his studies abroad.

Even if she hadn’t been formally engaged, given that marriage talks had been ongoing, it was right to settle the matter this time.

Cedric had no intention of shirking the duty of marriage. If he had, he would never have intended to become the next heir in the first place, nor would he have spent such a large sum to study abroad.

And if he was going to enter into a purely formal marriage anyway, it was only natural to choose the partner with the best conditions. From that perspective, the most suitable choice was, after all, Eloise, the third daughter of the Marquis of Vivarini.

House Vivarini had shown unusual patience by waiting this long, so this time….

With the pressure of marriage pushing up to his chin, Cedric’s brow creased on its own.

“Ahem, of course, you must have your own thoughts on the matter. In this father’s opinion, there’s no place better than House Vivarini, but that doesn’t mean it has to be them.”

Seeing Cedric’s expression, Bernard hurriedly rambled, reading the mood. Then he asked in a seemingly casual tone, “Is there perhaps a young lady from another family you have your eye on?”

There was an undertone in his voice that suggested he understood everything as a fellow man. But such shallow probing only irritated Cedric.

“There’s nothing like that,” Cedric answered curtly.

Despite Cedric’s clear reply, Bernard still looked as though he couldn’t easily let go of his suspicion that there might be something more.

“All right. In any case, since you’re not engaged yet, I was only saying there’s no need to tie yourself down to one family.”

Cedric sensed the truth in Bernard’s words. They weren’t spoken for Cedric’s sake, but rather meant that if a family offering better conditions appeared, Bernard was ready to discard House Vivarini at any time, despite their having waited over three years.

As it was, prominent figures from powerful families were scheduled to attend the appointment ceremony to congratulate Cedric, who wasn’t bound to anyone yet, in hopes of taking him as a son-in-law.

“At least, let’s be sure to settle on a marriage match this time. Even for a man, it’s not desirable to grow older without even being engaged.”

This time, Bernard spoke quite firmly. Cedric let out a short scoff at the word “desirable” coming from his mouth.

Seeing that reaction, Bernard flinched and changed the subject as if talking to himself.

“Today is the day Alfonso returns, so we should hold a family dinner. We’ll need to hear about his audience with His Highness the Crown Prince as well.”

Then he said to Cedric, “I’ll let everyone know there’s a dinner, so keep that in mind. You may leave now.”

Cedric rose from his seat, casting a cold glance at his father, who was posturing needlessly in front of him, and left.