Rexa took a gulp, and her tongue came out slowly. Her hand pulled his to her face gently, her eyes meeting his.
A kiss to the tip of the finger.
And then a lick to the part where the cut was.
♡Slick!♡
She put the whole finger in, her tongue doing the work inside her mouth. From the front part to the back, his finger was being fully licked inside her warm mouth.
♡Suck!♡
Her soft lips touched the ends of his finger, her lipstick smudging slightly against his skin.
Was she... this direct before? Although I don't remember pretty much anything, but this... is erotic.
She stopped, his finger finally coming out of her mouth.
Strings of saliva connected them for a moment before breaking.
♡Slurp!♡
His finger now shined as if it had taken a bath in her mouth.
Rexa kissed the back of his palm gently.
"Done. The young master's blood is precious. You shouldn't waste it like this."
She wiped her lips with her thumb, her eyes still looking at him with concern.
"Please don't hurt yourself easily."
He blushed. This was the first time someone had done this, had shown him actual care.
"Ok... ok... I will remember that."
She stood and turned in a swirl, her skirt lifted slightly in the motion. White panties visible above those thick thighs. Her back wasn't covered, revealing slight muscular definition.
"If you don't need anything else, I shall go back to my work."
"Yeah, you've worked hard."
She left, closing the door behind her quietly.
Cale stood up, his face completely flushed red.
OMG, this... it's too foul. I've fucked two women and I'm getting flustered when shown actual care? Haah... am I going back to becoming a gooner for women, especially in maid outfits?
Well, maid outfits are the best.
Outside, Rexa walking through the hallway thought to herself, Did he really thank me? He never did that before.
Some time passed as Cale lay on his bed thinking about what was coming.
The whole shit starts tomorrow. The princess gets drugged. I'm made the culprit. And then boom, everybody else starts putting their crimes on me. They finally get a scapegoat.
Hope the next woman I fuck wears some stockings. Yeah, I know foot fetishes like footjobs and licking black stockings are for gooners. Remember what I said before?
He would sleep in the afternoon. Well, jerking off five times could count as going until evening while thinking. He had a draconic core, simply put yang energy needing to burst out every chance it gets. Although it was a powerful bloodline, the crazy side effects of needing to release it either by sex, jerking off, or even fights or magic cores made it draining.
Mana here was called qi in eastern lands. The concept of cultivation was still developing. Even the duke himself started only thirty years ago. With his duties and the nightwork of making a children army, his cultivation base had only reached eighth rank novice. Which, well, could be strong here, but outside of this small empire, those one hundred seventeen other huge continents had people who could crush them with a sneeze.
Even he was surprised to find Chinese cultivation in a medieval fantasy world. Then he realized he wasn't some extra reincarnated in a story or game. It was already real.
Uggh, let's sleep. I'm overthinking. Post-nut always gives different topics to go on and on about.
He slept.
This time, it was a nightmare.
He woke up in a closed room with candles at the corners. Very dim light, only enough for him to see those crazy marks on his body—bruises and cuts everywhere.
He was naked, chained tightly to a wall.
He looked down at himself.
Ohh... it's fine.
His body was aching. It was the same as when he was a prostitute for different races, forced into breeding experiments.
He found some clear vision after some time.
Ugh... this is...
"You finally woke up. I've been waiting for a long time."
He was scared. Rexa stood in front of him, looking like a yandere who found her husband cheating. Her eyes were red with obsession.
He screamed in surprise.
"Y... yo... you..."
She pulled a chain.
Even his neck was in shackles.
"Aaagh... no... wait..."
"Pain is inevitable, young master. I now have to teach you on my own."
She talked while gliding a finger on his abs, right above his pelvis, her touch sending shivers through him.
"You don't know how sad I am. You shouldn't do this."
"Wh... what... did I..."
He realized he didn't even know what he had done. Somehow, something wrong in this life had brought out her real yandere nature.
Well, ain't that something.
She continued to touch his core, sexily feeling his body with her cold fingers.
And his little friend, well, of course it reacted.
His dick bulged in one single spring-like reaction.
"You betrayer."
"You should bring pain to others. Make them hate you... you should make them despise you. Only in this way you can trulllly... belong to me."
Her hand went to his dick and held it tightly, her grip firm and possessive.
"Oh... sadism. Not that I'm a fan of it, but in a dream, I will enjoy it as much as one can."
♡Grip!♡
Her fingers were cold, slow and slick in their movements.
Precum beaded at the tip, her thumb circling it slowly.
♡Throb!♡
His cock throbbed for more, eager for whatever she would do next.
She spat right on the rod, he groaned despite it being a dream, his gooning nature enjoying every moment.
♡Spit!♡
The sounds became increasingly horny as she continued her assault.
"Uhh... more..."
She smirked, her eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction.
"More you say..."
Her other hand cupped his balls, playing and scratching them lightly while the other one made his shaft happy.
♡Stroke!♡ ♡Stroke!♡
"Uhh... aghn... nngh... ahn...♡~"
His moans filled the small space, echoing off the stone walls.
"Mmm... ahhh...♡~"
"Hnngh... yes...♡~"
"Ughh... more...♡~"
"Aah... don't stop...♡~"
"Hmmm...♡~"
"Nngh... so good...♡~"
"Ahhh...♡~"
"Ugghh...♡~"
"Haah... I'm close...♡~"
"Mmm... cumming...♡~"
"Uhh... aghn... nngh... ahn...♡~"
More moans continued, his body responding to her expert touch.
♡Squelch!♡ ♡Squelch!♡
"But don't worry. No matter how long it takes..."
"Uhh... aghn... nngh... ahn...♡~"
"Cumming...♡~"
♡Splash!♡
His cum spread everywhere, coating her hand in his essence.
She licked her thumb, her eyes gleaming with obsession.
This time, her hand was actually full of cum compared to the previous healing moment.
She licked her hand drenched in his juices, from front to back, her fingers fully sucked clean.
♡Lick!♡ ♡Slurp!♡
"I will cleanse you with my love over and over again."
Her voice was possessive, almost threatening in its intensity.
"Thoroughly, so you won't... beep... we will be together forever. Even death can't separate us."
His real body woke, sweating and huffing heavily.
"Huffff... huff... oh... my god. Should I be happy or sad? This experience was definitely... new."
The pain is still lingering in my skin. And that dream... way too real... maybe it could happen. Although I appreciate the sadist parts, the body was broken bad and that handjob...
Ooh... handjob.
He looked down.
His pants were soaked. Wet dreams, as real as it gets.
A knock came on the door.
"Young master, it's time for dinner."
Cale hurried to hide those cum-drenched pants and wore something noble instead.
"Coming. You go ahead."
The butler left.
Dinner, huh? Although a slave, Cale's real mother will be there. She shows concern, but I shouldn't worry her. One wrong move and she's dead. Act normal.
With that resolve, he went to the dining hall, pushing down the lingering feelings from the nightmare and preparing his mask.