The Whipping Maid of House Calley - Chapter 95

“B-but you’re not going in there.”

“What, my cock?”

Sheila, who’d gotten used to his vulgar word choice despite how little it suited him, nodded.

“Who said I was going to put my cock in there?”

At his answer, Sheila’s mind spun quickly.

It wasn’t a bad deal.

In the first place, getting lightly slapped ten times was better than being tormented for another hour.

The beating in the punishment room was different from the beatings she’d received before she even knew this room existed. Rather than hurting, it felt, if anything, a little strange.

Of course, there was the time he tied her to the frame and hit her with all his strength, but back then, for some reason, she’d also felt like she wanted to be handled roughly.

Besides, if it became truly unbearable, she was in a situation where she could shout the safe word.

And on top of that, she’d bargained there and cut off another thirty minutes.

She was facing the crisis of having to use her private hole one more time “for other purposes,” but isn’t anything hard the first time?

For Sheila, who’d already experienced it, accepting it didn’t feel as difficult as it did back then.

And Cedric seemed to know that psychology, too. Unless it was an act they’d already tried before, he rarely cut down the time.

So no matter how she looked at it, this deal couldn’t be anything but a gain for Sheila.

The moment Sheila nodded, he checked the time, then brought his palm down hard against the side of her ass.

“Get on all fours.”

Sheila’s insides clenched with a twitch. Before she could even savor the sharp jolt of pleasure, the ‘club’ that had filled her up slid out.

He’d pulled out his penis so she could turn over and lie down.

While Sheila, hands bound, struggled to turn in an awkward position, Cedric simply watched with an unreadable smile on his lips.

Sheila managed to get down on all fours like a dog. Because of the short line connecting her wrists and neck, her upper body was a little lowered.

Cedric looked down at her raised ass.

At a glance, he could see the cute little anus that had been granted entry, and her cunt, still messy from their bout, twitching slightly.

Cedric grabbed her hips and stuck out his tongue.

“Ahh!”

Sheila let out a flustered scream.

At first, she thought, no way….

But unlike her expectation that he was about to penetrate right away, he brought not his cock, but his mouth to that place again.

“Ah, mmph!”

He was her master.

Leaving aside that he was the young master of the household, in this room, he ruled from over the top of her head.

The fact that a man like that was sucking beneath her stirred a strange excitement.

At the same time, a question rose up.

Why is he like this today?

Wasn’t he?

He wasn’t a man who usually bothered with foreplay.

And even that first day, she didn’t consider it foreplay, let alone “consideration” for a first-timer.

It was better to think of it as nothing more than a “preparation process” to make the first opening go smoothly.

Then how was she supposed to define this act? Just a whim from a perverted young master with varied tastes?

But Sheila’s thoughts couldn’t continue for long.

Because the next place his tongue went, after prodding her pussy, was her back hole.

“Ah! Don’t…!”

Smack!

“Ack!”

“From now on, every time you say ‘don’t’ or ‘I hate it,’ that’s one slap. Understand?”

He warned her as he pulled his lips away and smacked her ass.

“D-d… ngh.”

Even with the stern warning, Sheila’s mouth was about to pour out another “don’t,” but the instant she felt his tongue on her back hole again, her lips sealed on their own.

Sheila tried to pull away, tightening her ass muscles.

But her pelvis was already caught in his hands, so she couldn’t run. He lifted one hand high and smacked the cheek he’d just hit again.

Smack!

“Nggh!”

“I told you not to say you can’t!”

“I, I didn’t….”

Even though she’d kept her mouth shut, Sheila whimpered tearfully at being hit unfairly.

Cutting off her protest, he said, “What do you mean? You just said you didn’t like it with your back hole.”

He was talking about how she’d tightened her ass muscles, making her anus pucker. Sheila could only gape in disbelief, completely at a loss for words.

While she was still stunned, he twisted her pelvis again and spread her ass cheeks apart with both thumbs.

“F-fingers!”

“Hm?”

“Master, your fingers… p-please put your fingers in.”

What a sly woman. In truth, it was a plea saying “don’t use your tongue”….

Even knowing her true intention, the request to put in something else first still made him smile.

“No.”

That didn’t mean he was going to comply. From the start, the only thing he’d promised was that he wouldn’t put his cock in there.

“Ahh! No! D-don’t!”

‘Ridiculous.’

If she really wanted him to stop, she’d shout the safe word.

It was already proven that Sheila knew how to use the safe word.

And yet, instead of the safe word “Cedric,” she kept crying out forbidden words like “no” and “don’t.”

Her defiance, to the point it almost felt deliberate, stirred Cedric up.

Counting each forbidden word the woman blurted out, Cedric kept going, breaking his own warning.

After freely indulging in her back hole, he turned Sheila over onto her back.

He wanted to see her face, twisted up by him.

Just as he expected, the woman was crying, her face flushed red.

Unlike his suspicion that she might be doing it on purpose, it was clearly nothing more than an instinctive reaction.

Like before, Cedric hooked the woman’s legs over his arms and lined his penis up with her pussy.

Thrust!

Even while he was sucking her anus, his penis slid smoothly into her obscene hole.

“Uhh!”

The woman’s moan was saturated with clear pleasure.

Her wet inner walls clung to his long penis, squeezing it tight. That tightness didn’t hinder his thrusting at all. Instead, they kept gripping and releasing the thick rod, urging it on.

“Is it because it’s a maid’s cunt? It squeezes it out like wringing a rag.”

Cedric deliberately spat out cruel words.

What he really wanted to condemn was himself, who, after only four days of abstinence, had ended up sucking on a maid’s back hole like this.

Cedric slapped her breasts alternately, roughing her up as he moved his hips hard, counting for now the number of times she’d cried that she couldn’t take it.

“Ugh!”

After a long while, groaning, he pulled his penis out and shook the bulging load over her lower belly.

Thick fluid pooled in Sheila’s long navel.

Planting his knees and climbing on top of her belly, he tugged on the rope connecting her neck and wrists, pulling her upright.

“Suck it. Not a single drop left.”

Once he lined it up for her, Sheila grabbed the base of his shaft with her bound hands, opened her mouth, and sucked on the head.

It was to draw out the semen left in his urethra before reinserting.

She raised her tongue to poke at the tiny slit in the tip, opened her mouth to suck the head, then licked along the shaft, repeating the motions.

True to being a quick learner of a maid, there was nothing to criticize about how she sucked out the remaining cum.

Even though it wasn’t the first time, the sight of Sheila, face flushed as she earnestly worked until his cock was clean, made Cedric lose his mind.

The penis that had gone soft for a moment right after ejaculation stiffened again.

“Damn it.”

Cedric shoved Sheila’s shoulder, knocking her over. Then he lifted her legs and slung them over his shoulders, plunging straight into her cunt.

“Hngh!”

At the sudden penetration, Sheila’s head fell back.

Drool spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing the neat maid who lived only for work reduced to such a filthy mess beneath him filled Cedric with satisfaction.

She screamed the whole time he thrust.

When Cedric braced himself on the bed and lowered his posture, Sheila’s body folded in half, her legs still hooked over his shoulders.

With the stimulation deepening along with it, the woman’s slender body trembled pitifully.

Their faces drew close.

Sheila looked up at him desperately, her mouth open like a baby craving milk.

Despite the signal that anyone but a fool would recognize, Cedric stubbornly grabbed her chin and turned her head to the side.

And instead of the lips that were sweetly tempting him, he slipped his tongue into her ear.

“Ahh!”

The hands bound with red rope beat weakly against his chest, but he ignored them.

No, he became even more persistent in probing her ear.

As if responding, her inner walls clenched tightly around his shaft.

How long had it been since he’d come, for the urge to climax to surge up again already?

Fuck. Muttering low, he adjusted his position.

This time, the woman who’d been crying beneath him was straddled over his thighs.

Cedric braced both hands against his own chest and lifted the panting woman’s pelvis. Then, using his penis like a skewer, he slid her body down and slammed upward.

“Ha-gh!”

A strange scream burst from Sheila’s mouth.

Exhausted to the point she could collapse at any moment, with pleasure that felt like it might kill her added on top, Sheila couldn’t keep her wits about her.

No thoughts came to her at all. The only thing she could do was surrender her body completely to the pleasure.

Even in her worn-down state, pleasure crashed over her like a massive wave.

Sheila convulsed, her body shaking. The mouth that had been screaming now only opened and closed soundlessly.

The inner walls that had been gripping tight now squeezed his penis as if they might crush it.

Cedric pulled the woman who was reaching a brilliant climax tightly against him.

Even though he hadn’t reached his own climax, a full, overflowing satisfaction filled his chest.

It was a swelling satisfaction that couldn’t even be compared to the moment he’d received the family sword at the long-awaited appointment ceremony.

“Don’t come near the presentation ceremony.”

No matter how he thought about it, giving that order had definitely been the right choice.

When he spotted the woman belatedly appearing at the arena, Cedric had abandoned even the obligation to formally dedicate the victory to Eloise and ridden straight toward her.

If he were to see her face at the presentation ceremony, there was no telling what he might do this time.

Cedric had always been confident in himself and possessed excellent self-control, but when it came to Sheila, he’d already lost that restraint more than once.

Holding the woman who always drove him into a corner in his arms, Cedric lingered in the afterglow.

Hh… hh….

The trembling gradually subsided, and the woman’s breathing slowly evened out. And when Cedric finally sensed something amiss and set Sheila down, she was already drifting back into dreams.

“You’re falling asleep?” Cedric asked the sleeping woman in a tone of disbelief.

Cutting the time short had been the right decision, if only because Sheila was utterly exhausted.

After laying Sheila down comfortably, Cedric dressed himself, dampened a towel to wipe her body, then carried her out of the punishment room and laid her on the bed in his room.

The allotted time was over, and he didn’t want to leave her in the punishment room.

That said, he also couldn’t carry a sleeping woman out into the corridor. People were still coming and going all night because of the banquet.

After carefully covering Sheila with the blanket, Cedric drew the bed curtains closed.

Instead of lying down, he walked over to the desk piled with documents. He planned to deal with some of the work that had accumulated during the appointment ceremony.

Perhaps because he’d relieved himself to a reasonable extent, his mind felt even clearer.

Just as he sat down at the desk and opened a document, someone began pounding loudly on Cedric’s door.

Glancing toward the bed where the woman slept, Cedric frowned and rose from his seat.