The Whipping Maid of House Calley - Chapter 72

Until she set foot in the punishment room, Sheila couldn’t shake what happened when she’d gone to the guild a few days ago.

If she had to name why she minimized trips to the guild, there were all sorts of reasons, starting with money, but there was also the fact that she could hardly bear the aftermath once she returned.

No matter how much she bickered and joked around with Jerry, no matter how much Bill treated her like a younger sister, an inexplicable emptiness tormented her heart.

Maybe it was because she came back without visiting the place, even though her sister’s grave was so close.

After Sheila first learned of her sister’s death, she went to where her sister was buried and burned clothes for her. After that, she never returned even once.

After deciding to get rid of her brother, she needed something to steel her resolve.

So Sheila decided she wouldn’t go to see her sister until she finished what she meant to do.

The guild took care of the grave in Sheila’s stead.

The person who tended the graves in the village was affiliated with the guild as well. Bill said he’d told him to take especially good care of her sister’s grave. It was consideration, because he understood Sheila’s circumstances and her determination.

It was the right choice to hold to that plan until she reached her goal.

The day she accomplished what she set out to do and went to see her sister wasn’t far off now. Of course, until then, this emptiness wouldn’t disappear.

After returning from the guild, Sheila usually threw herself into being even busier. She took over waking Judith, and she increased her side work.

Even so, she always tried to keep her expression brighter. If she didn’t whip herself forward like that, she felt like she would collapse into nothing. She didn’t want to go back to the state of being weak, falling down, and doing nothing but crying.

Molly, who’d been with her for a long time, was the only person who noticed Sheila’s change.

“You’re tired from a long trip. You don’t need to push yourself on purpose.”

Whenever Sheila came back from the guild and made a commotion, Molly would always say that.

She was grateful, but it didn’t help Sheila in those moments. To keep her heart from weakening, Sheila had to grit her teeth even more desperately.

This time too, after returning from Holzeroad, she’d actually felt like she could cry at any moment.

But when someone else pushed her like this, how thankful could she be?

If it weren’t for this time, Sheila would be whipping herself forward, as always.

With the final strike left, words no one could have expected burst from Sheila’s mouth.

“Hit… me.”

In an instant, Cedric’s pupils widened.

Still bound to the structure and sniffling, Sheila continued, “With Master’s own hand… punish Sheila.”

At Sheila’s sudden words, Cedric asked calmly, “What did you do wrong?”

“That’s… ngh!”

For some reason, at his gentle voice, Sheila burst into tears. Cedric quietly waited for her to speak.

“Sheila is a bad girl.”

“Why?” he asked again. It was a voice that made her want to spill everything.

“Because Sheila is lazy.”

“And?”

“And I’m a liar who didn’t keep my promise.”

“Hm.”

Sheila pleaded through her tears, “So, so I need to be punished. Spank my butt hard.”

“Fine. I will.”

At last, the word of permission fell from Cedric’s mouth as he listened in silence.

Then he raised his hand higher than he had so far.

Smack!

“Hhup!”

Sheila’s spine arched backward. Frozen like that, her delicate body began to tremble. Soon, she forced her mouth open with difficulty.

“E, hng… eight. Thank you.”

With her final count and her words of thanks, the punishment of taking eight strikes to the palm came to an end.

Cedric gently stroked Sheila’s swollen buttocks. With the tension gone, a bitter sob burst from Sheila’s mouth. Exhausted from taking the blows, her body sagged limply over the structure.

‘So why did you lie? Tsk.’

Cedric recalled what she’d said not long ago.

“I won’t be late. Since I’m going back and forth by train, it doesn’t take that long.”

Even then, maybe her lie weighed on her, because the woman had made a promise he never even asked for.

She probably thought he was angry because of that.

“You said you’d come back early, and you didn’t even keep your promise.”

He’d even said something like that without thinking while he was spanking her earlier.

She wouldn’t even dream that he’d found out she went to Holzeroad.

Cedric walked up in front of her and lifted her chin.

When he thrust his rigid member up to her pitiful face soaked in tears, Sheila flicked her tongue and licked Cedric’s balls.

At the sight of her sucking at his scrotum with such sincerity, he rewarded her, guiding his member down with his own hand and pushing it into her mouth.

“Mmgh!”

A sound of strain burst from Sheila’s mouth. No matter how many times she took him, his size was still overwhelming.

But that overwhelming fullness was exciting Sheila. The proof was the slick wetness pooling below, untouched by anyone.

In fact, she might not have realized it, but she’d started to get wet little by little back when she was counting the strikes.

Ghk, slurp.

Sheila sucked him as best she could. The more the hard club rammed deep into her mouth like it was disciplining her, the more Sheila’s satisfaction swelled.

‘I’m insane.’

The thought flashed through her, but she didn’t care.

People adapted to any environment, and in this room, there were rules for this room.

Here, Sheila was getting used to setting aside who she used to be. And it was far more comfortable than she expected.

For her sister’s revenge, to win her freedom, to scrape together funds for him, she’d been living in a desperate scramble. The time she could briefly put that version of herself down suited her more than she thought.

While her mouth was full of him, moving back and forth half by her own will and half by his, she didn’t even have room to feel the emptiness that always tormented her.

After thrusting back and forth for a long time with Sheila’s mouth wrapped around him, he grabbed the back of her head and spilled a thick load.

The sloshing liquid quickly filled Sheila’s small mouth.

Cedric lazily bucked his hips a few more times, then slowly pulled out.

To keep what he’d given her from spilling, Sheila pressed her lips together.

He looked down at her.

Feeling his gaze, Sheila opened her mouth to show him the mouthful of semen.

Cedric tapped her cheek lightly and said, “Swallow.”

Only after her master’s command did Sheila swallow what was in her mouth like a well-trained dog. Then she said, “Thank you, Master.”

It was a word that came from her heart.

***

This time, it was in front of the mirror.

With Cedric standing behind her and hooking her thigh over his arm, Sheila’s entire body was reflected clearly in the mirror.

Even the obscene sight of a long club sliding in and out of her lower hole was visible.

“Ahh… ah! Ahhhn!”

Sheila’s moans were thick.

It wasn’t just what she saw reflected in the mirror. The words he’d written on her body in ink stoked her shame.

「Useless」

「Slowpoke Sheila’s」

「Hole」

「↓」

Just as it said, Sheila was held in his hands like a tool, used only as a “hole.” And yet, the hole he called useless was being put to quite good use.

That sight excited Sheila.

“There’s no bitch in heat like you.”

At his insult, Sheila got even more excited. Cedric said to her, “Don’t think about coming without your master’s permission.”

The man who forbade her from reaching climax pounded into her, thrusting hard and deep as she stared straight at the red, veined cock sliding in and out between the red, tender slit.

Each time Sheila started to get close, he sensed it instantly and stopped moving.

Unable to reach climax, Sheila surrendered herself to the relentless pleasure that continued.

Four hours was a very long time.

And not all of that time was filled only with pleasure.

At least she was on the bed.

Lying face down in the middle of it, Sheila folded her knees and lifted her legs behind her. Then she stretched both arms back and grabbed her own raised ankles.

Her back caved in. With her arms and legs clasped behind her, her posture looked exactly like a bow.

“Hold it properly.”

He gave the order as he shoved his cock into Sheila’s mouth.

For her, since her body was strained and awkward, Cedric held her head himself and moved back and forth.

“Mm! Mm, mm!”

Sheila endured desperately.

Even now, it looked like she was being punished, but she had no idea what kind of punishment she’d get if she didn’t do what he told her properly.

Slurp, slurp, slurp.

“Kgh!”

He drove it all the way to the back of her throat, and Sheila gagged and spit hiis member out.

And because of that, she lost her grip on her ankles.

“Oh no, you let go again.”

Cedric spoke as if it were a pity.

“Hngh…!”

Sheila’s voice trembled.

“Master, please….”

“You want me to go easy on you?”

Sheila nodded.

“That won’t do.”

Cedric picked up a clamp from the bedside table.

“Grab them again.”

Just like before, Sheila stretched her arms back and grabbed her raised ankles.

Cedric clipped a wooden clothespin onto her nose.

“Hhk.”

Then he shoved his cock back into the mouth that started breathing in place of her nose.

The suffering hit her twice as hard.

“Mmph! Mm, kgh!”

“Hoo….”

A soft exclamation spilled from Cedric.

A cock held in the mouth of a woman struggling to breathe felt different from before.

The sensation of being sucked deep down her throat made it feel, falsely, like she wanted him.

“Kh….”

How long did it go on like that? Sheila let go of her legs again.

Even so, she lasted quite a while. She’d been holding on even before he clipped her nose.

“Tsk, this won’t work. Get up.”

Sheila sat up on the bed.

Since she’d clipped her nose as punishment for letting go a moment ago, tension coiled in her, wondering what he’d do next.

The next moment, he removed the clothespin from Sheila’s nose.

‘Is he forgiving me…?’

“Stick out your tongue,” he ordered.