Chapter 43 43 The Matriarch’s Remorse

Chapter 43 Chapter 43 The Matriarch's Remorse

And yet, she wanted to so badly. She just could not understand why! She stole a glance at him as he slid off of her. She had not noticed just how trim and muscular he was. She caught herself slipping again, and rebuked herself.

No.

There was no way it could happen. She would be a pervert to seduce her daughter's friend who was only here to help her. Besides, the young man was a man of principle. But if he was, how was he able to do such unspeakable things to her?

The lady was conflicted.

The partial darkness was perfect for the mood. They were alone, the bed was big enough, and she had enough sexual stamina and maturity to make this night a memorable one for the both of them. She did not just want to be fucked, she needed to be drilled. Her want was so great, it was threatening to overpower her senses.

Before she could do something she could regret, she decided to take action against it.

She slowly sat up, and edged her way out of the bed.

As she got up, her full breasts, which seemed to defy gravity, stood at attention on her chest. Fully aware of his gaze on her, she walked in long graceful strides towards her wardrobe. Behind her, she felt his eyes laser into her body.

The lady smiled inwardly. It was a ploy to appear unfazed, and calm, despite everything that had happened. She wanted him to know that she still had all the power here. And the easiest way to do that was to put on a dignified air.

She picked up a white silk robe and dorned it. She pulled it tighly, accentuating her fleshy buttocks. Then turned to him with a straight face;

"I believe we're done here. Aren't we?"

She watched with perverse joy as Nexus swallowed.

"Yes." he said. "We're done."

"Good. Now step out momentarily. I need to clean myself up."

Nexus was caught off guard by the woman's self control. She had said it as if she had not just squirted in his face a moment ago. She spoke as if she had not been naked, and writhing under his touch like an enstranged lover. As if she was not the same person he had just fingered to orgasm!

He was impressed. Now, this is a phenomenal woman.

With an equally placid expression on his face, he bowed slightly and headed towards the exit. He paused at the door, and said;

"Lady Russell. Everything that happened in this room during the course of your treatment, is strictly confidential. This is a doctor-patient priviledge. You need not worry."

Still with perfect calmness, she answered him; "I never said I was worried doctor."

Nexus smiled and pulled the door open.

Damn, that's a cold bitch.

The Lady watched with bated breaths as Nexus hands curled around the door knob. Although, on the surface she had on a stoic expression, deep down, she wished the doctor would not leave.

She wished he would spin around, and put of that dreadful torch burning on the wall and plunge the room into darkness.

She wished, he would charge right at her, aggressively flip her on the edge of the bed, drive his dick- raw inside of her, and blow her ass out from the back.

Her legs quivered at the thought.

But, as Nexus' all black form slithered between the door posts and slowly began to disappear behind the door, the powerful matriarch began to loose all hope. Her wild fantasies hung in her head, threatening to come out like a rabid wolf.

But unfortunately, the door banged shut.

Immediately, her knees gave away beneath her. All the strength (she had been pretending to have), dissipated, sending her collapsing into the bed. The mask of calmness on her face instantly vanished.

Her eyes darted about wildly, looking for any kind of temporal solution.

She squinted. Even the long wooden pillars that held up the canopy appeared kind of appealing at this point.

The matriarch was gripped by an obscene need. Although she had climaxed purely by stimulation, her whole body, her mind, and her organs were thirsty for one thing only, and that was a long session of deep penetration by the biggest cock she could find.

She twitched in bed, moaning into the pillow, missing the hell out of the young doctor, and plaguing herself with thoughts of his nakedness..

'Whyyy?' she thought; 'Why didn't I just do it?!'

Way into the night, the lady's torment continued, and did not subside until dawn.

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Meanwhile, Nexus left the room behind feeling a mixture of emotions.

Halfway down, the spiral stone steps, the system decided to drop in;

[CONGRATULATIONS NEXUS.]

He stopped dead in his tracks.

He did not know why, but for the first time, it felt like the Dual Cultivation System actually meant the congratulatory message.

[THE MASSAGE MISSION HAS BEEN COMPLETED.]

[TIME TAKEN: TWO HOURS, FORTY TWO MINUTES AND NINETEEN SECONDS.]

[COLLATERAL DAMAGE: MINIMAL.]

Neuxus rubbed his hands eagerly;

"Yeah yeah. Whatchu' got for me? Come on, lay it all out."

[MISSION REWARD: ADVANCED TRANSFORMATION TECHNIQUE.]

Nexus' heart skipped a beat. His lips parted, opening his mouth in suprise.

"Advanced what?"

[ADVANCED TRANSFORMATION TECHNIQUE.]

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: THE A.T.T. IS AN INNATE TECHNIQUE THAT ALLOWS DRAMATIC ALTERATIONS OF A PERSON'S PHYSIQUE.]

[PHYSICAL FEATURES LIKE SIZE, HEIGHT, WEIGHT, CAN BE ALTERED ON THE SPOT.]

[SECONDARY FEAUTURES, LIKE EYE COLOR, VOICE DEPTH, AND SPEECH PATTERNS CAN ALSO BE MODIFIED.]

Just when he thought it was done, the Dual Cultivation System added;

[IN EXTREME CASES, ASTUTE USERS CAN RECONFIGURE ENTIRE FACIAL FEATURES ON THE SPOT.]

[THUS, CHANGING EXTERNAL PERCEPTIONS.]

With eyes wide open, Nexus held on to every single word from the system. His mind sky rocketed as he ran through multiple scenes in his head.

This time, this particular reward had mischief written all over it. He could be anything, or anyone! The adventures alone, as well as the applications, were endless! His eyes clicked tirelessly like a slot machine in Vegas.

Jackpot!

He settled in quickly, and began to think of any possible loopholes that could ruin this ability.

"System, run it back for me once more. Will anyone be able to see through the mirage?"

The system gave him the metric;

[LESS THAN ZERO POINT ZERO ONE PERCENT OF THE POPULATION IN THIS ISEKAI WILL BE ABLE TO SEE THROUGH YOUR TRANSFORMATION.]

Nexus was all but brimming from ear to ear.

Crystal had given him a similar metric earlier on. It was not exactly one hundred percent foolproof. But he liked his odds.

Nexus practically galloped down the remaining flight of stairs. He chuckled to himself as a wicked idea began to form in his head. If Crystal could also expand her feminine assets, then, maybe he could also expand his- and have the sickest kind of fun.

Yes, yes, yes!

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Dawn dropped down on the castle with a gray blanket. The entire landscape was marked by dark rain clouds, covering the already menacing castle in an ominous gloom.

The sun, and its light were totally eclipsed- almost non existent.

Nexus stood at the window of his alloted quarters, and watched the ominous weather from above. It was dawn, but it might have as well been dusk. There was none of the eclectic fervor that came with a new day. The gray stone walls of the castle, its towers, the keep, the gatehouse, all seemed to mourn silently.

Nexus sighed. It was as though the weather and terrain had colluded together to keep with the gothic theme.

Knock knock.

Two short taps came at the door.

His eyes, bloodshot from lack of sleep, jerked in the direction of the door.

"Come in."

The black, wooden door swung open energetically, revealing a crown of blonde hair, and a pair of grateful eyes that shone brightly, as if in defiance against the dull ominous weather.

"Sir Nexus, good morning. May I come in?"

There was a new note in her voice- was that. . . respect?

"Yes, of course Lady Nora." He pulled away from the window; "Good morning."

She stepped in wearing a blue, flowery embrioded gown, with her hair packed behind her in a ponytail.

"I hope you had a great night?" she asked.

"Yes I did. And you?"

"I didn't actually sleep a wink. . ." her eyes blazed; "However, it appears my mother did in fact have a great night."

Nexus tensed.