Chapter 49: Impure Service (3)

Chapter 49: Impure Service (3)

Carla gave a shy, bashful smile.

“Delicious.”

“......”

To an observer, one would think she had just indulged in a high-end dessert.

Perhaps it was a habit. Her smile had the refreshing grace of a noble lady enjoying her tea time.

...Though what she actually swallowed was my semen.

Come to think of it, Carla had a somewhat unbalanced charm.

When I first saw her at the auction house, she had the appearance of an exquisite, delicate piece of art, too precious to touch. But with one teary eye, she transformed into a slave, who incited a desire to conquer.

Even now, every one of her actions exuded elegance, although what she was actually doing was pleasuring me between my legs.The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.

Perhaps that was why I was more drawn to her.

Lost in these thoughts, I gazed at Carla for a moment.

With a swish of her hand, she wiped her lips and wobbly got up from her seat.

It wasn’t that she was dizzy, or that her legs gave out. The bed was simply too soft, making her lose her balance momentarily.

However, the swaying caused by her imbalance was truly beautiful.

Thud!

“Eek!”

A short yelp was accompanied by the violent shaking of Carla’s breasts, the sound of which reverberated in my ears.

“Wow.”

In the languid afterglow, a natural sense of satisfaction, or perhaps happiness, began to seep into me.

I’d wager that if every household had a Carla, the world would be at peace and no one would be without a smile.

But that was impossible.

Not just because there was only one Carla, but because she was all mine, to begin with.

I’ll keep her to myself.

While inwardly offering silent consolation to those unfortunate souls who did not have a Carla in their lives—

Carla cleared her throat and composed her expression as if nothing had happened.

“Ahem. Did my service please you, Master?”

“Uh, I can’t complain when it was offered for free.”

“That’s a relief. But you’re not completely satisfied, are you?”

Although I had just finished, losing some momentum, Carla looked at my still erect member.

Thinking about it, Carla always took a submissive posture. She either knelt or lay on the ground. I was always the one looking down at her.

This was the first time Carla looked down on me.

I nodded, finding the change not unpleasant.

“What can I say? I’ve only done it once just now.”

My innate magical stats didn’t just increase the size of objects; they also boosted my stamina.

In this case, however, it could be that Carla’s allure had triggered me once again, magical stats or not.

If my stamina were ordinary, it would probably still have risen in front of Carla.

When did Carla become such a seductress, anyway?

As these thoughts cross my mind...

Carla, with her generous breasts fully exposed but still donning her modest maid outfit below the waist, opened her mouth.

“Don’t worry, Master. I can serve you anytime, as much as you’d like. If you find it lacking, we can always do more. Ah, but still...”

Pausing briefly, Carla rummaged within the hem of her garment.

Soon, she pulled out a pair of panties and tossed them next to the bed.

The neatly folded outer layer of my clothes contrasted with Carla’s casually tossed maid outfit and undergarments.

Carla, who had been so meticulous with my clothing but careless with her own, slowly lifted the hem of her skirt.

Originally, the maid skirt didn’t even expose her ankles.

But now it began to rise, revealing her calves, then her thighs.

Carla’s intimate area naturally rubbed against my upper body.

“Ah... Hmm...”

The soft feeling on my chest was now accompanied by the more rigid sensation of her clitoris.

But the finishing touch was undoubtedly the lubrication from Carla, who was diligently moistening my body.

“Ah... I’m rubbing myself against your body, Master... Ahh!”

“You’re using me as a tool for your pleasure...?”

This was just as self-serving on her part!

Incredulous, I muttered, to which Carla brazenly shook her head in disagreement.

“I’m not using you as a form of comfort for myself, Master. You misunderstand. I am merely massaging you with the softest part of my body.”

As she spoke, one of the hands she had stretched behind her discreetly grabbed my penis, and she pulled up the corners of her lips into a mischievous grin.

“See? You’ve gotten quite firm. The massage is clearly effective.”

“No way...”

How could one not be aroused in such a situation?

Her labia were contorting right before my eyes, and I could feel the sensation on top of me.

Unperturbed by my sarcastic chuckle, Carla continued her movements.

“It seems like you’re enjoying it too, Master, so I’ll continue... Ahh...”

Swish, swish.

Carla gently rubbed herself against my body as she slowly distanced herself.

Starting from my chest, her rubbing left traces of her lubrication all the way down to my abdomen and from there to my penis.

“Ahh... Master... Ahh... You’re now soaked in my fluids... Whew...”

Carla’s mutterings no longer showed any intention of hiding.

Indeed, as she moved downward, the amount of her lubrication increased.

Now her labia, as smooth as if they had been oiled, slid past my lower abdomen and finally touched my penis.

Swish, swish.

“Ah... Master’s penis... It’s so hot...”

Having previously rubbed against my chest, she was now rubbing her intimate area against mine.

Carla, who had been gyrating her hips for quite some time as if to evenly coat my member with her fluids, finally reached a point where neither of us could take it any longer. She then lifted her hips.

Carla spread herself open with one hand to show me her interior.

“Ah... I’ll make you feel so good, Master... So please, whenever you’re ready, fill me up as many times as you want.”

Saying this, she grabbed my penis with her other hand and aimed it at her vaginal entrance.

Her upper body was still leaned back, and her hips were thrust forward.

I couldn’t help but feel that she was showing me the penetration process.

Squeeze.

My member forced its way into Carla’s tight vaginal opening.

The sensation I felt from inside of her was no different than usual, but something about Carla putting it in herself made it feel like I was being consumed by her.

Could it be due to her overflowing fluids? Carla’s vagina took in my penis, all the way to the base, in one go.

And just as the tip of my glans started to tap her cervix...

“Ahhhhhh!”

Carla stiffened as if struck by lightning.

And then...

Gush, gush, gush...

I could feel the warm liquid coming from my lower abdomen.

It was because Carla had squirted so dramatically.

Looking at Carla’s body arch like a bow, I couldn’t help but blurt out,

“...Pathetic.”

And then I wondered what all this was about.