Chapter 1116 – #265_The Final Interlude (3)
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1.
Amelia’s role-playing script doesn’t proceed linearly; it exists in a multiverse.
For example, the ‘worldline where Amelia and her friend Sharon are simultaneously threatened by the manager’ disappears, as if Sharon and Amelia didn’t have a threesome.
It’s a convenient development for staging various events as role-plays, but it also allows for a rich volume of storylines, showcasing the Great Witch’s ingenious ideas.
This time, it’s a world where Amelia has become pregnant.
Additionally, she’s under the influence of the manager’s evil brainwashing magic, causing a change in her common sense.
“Where are you looking?”
For reference, she also heavily sprayed ‘Immersive Perfume,’ which is harmless to both the fetus and the mother.
In other words, Amelia is deeply immersed in the current setting.
As such, Amelia, who arrived late, wearing a vintage blouse with wrinkles and a black formal skirt, is the spitting image of the meticulous and haughty Assistant Professor Amelia, as she urges the manager.
“Don’t hesitate, start quickly.”
“Alright.”
Siwoo, awkwardly playing along, begins to undress Amelia.
As he lifts her blouse, everything seems the same as before, yet a striking difference is revealed.
It’s her bulging belly.
Now in her 18th week, Amelia’s belly can no longer hide her pregnancy.
Normally, it would just feel cute, and thinking of the little sprout inside would make it feel lovely, but in a suggestive atmosphere like this, it’s completely different.
He impregnated the high-nosed Assistant Professor Amelia.
The ultimate sense of conquest that a man can feel towards a woman is visually fulfilled.
“Stop staring. Do you think I look ridiculous?”
Amelia frowns as if displeased when his gaze lingers on her lower abdomen, but there’s a hint of her true feelings hidden.
Interpreted, it would be, ‘Of course, I’m so happy to carry Siwoo’s baby. But I’m worried that my belly looks ugly when it’s this swollen?’
“Of course not, you’re just lovely. And incredibly cute.”
“Hmph…”
He kisses Amelia’s navel and takes off her bra.
According to the original setting, she should say, ‘How dare the manager talk about love to me?’ and be horrified by the kiss, but Amelia, even while immersed in her role, seems to have understood Siwoo’s true feelings.
However, when his hand reaches her skirt, Amelia turns away as if displeased.
“Manager? Do you really want to be punished?”
“Huh?”
“Today’s overtime is until you gently caress my breasts and express milk. Because of you, I have to do it twice a day by myself.”
“That’s a shame?”
Amelia, as if it’s absurd that she has to explain even this to a lowly slave, raises her finger sharply and says,
“Stay in line, Manager. Payday is the day after tomorrow.”
“Does this week’s payday include a bonus?”
“Is that something someone who didn’t arrive on time should say? There’s no bonus. I’ll deduct one payment from your salary.”
“Oh my goodness!”
According to the original setting, Siwoo, having obtained the hypnotic artifact, altered Amelia’s common sense as follows:
[Common Sense Alteration Clause 1]
[Assistant Professor Amelia pays the manager 3 vaginal ejaculation rights as a weekly wage]
[The bonus is paid with 1 backdoor sex right]
[Amelia must satisfy the manager’s desires by tightly clenching both holes. This is the rightful duty of a noble to their servant.]
In that sense, what Siwoo did was like reaching into the master’s wallet before payday.
The dialogue alone is strangely absurd, but it has a certain tantalizing appeal.
She pretends to be ‘just catering to Siwoo’s tastes,’ but statistics show that Amelia actually enjoys this kind of role-play (which can be a bit funny when you think about it coldly).
“Stop complaining and start your overtime.”
Due to the alteration clause, [Regularly expressing Amelia’s breast milk is the manager’s duty], and the clause, [Showing her naked body to the manager is not at all embarrassing], Amelia reveals her breasts as if it’s natural.
“Professor, there’s a problem before that.”
“What is it?”
“I got a hard-on looking at you, Professor.”
At that blatant statement, Amelia looks at his bulging pants and sighs as if disappointed.
“What did you even do…? You’re a male who doesn’t understand the virtue of restraint at all. Is it fun to live only by instinct?”
“I’m sorry. But can you still help me?”
“Hmph.”
Contrary to her words, Siwoo sits comfortably on the sofa.
Amelia brings a cushion and kneels between his spread legs.
“Is it okay for someone of your status, Professor, to suck the manager’s dick?”
“Is it obvious… Why are you asking? Hrrp…”
[Common Sense Alteration Clause 2]
[When Amelia sees Siwoo erect, she must resolve it with her mouth]
[This clause is valid once a day and does not discriminate against location]
Because of this setting, Amelia takes out his dick from his pants and licks it from the base with her tongue, looking annoyed.
It’s a truly realistic gaze that one could never imagine to be acting.
“Slurp, slurp, slurrrp…”
Amelia’s soft lips graze the side of his dick as if they’re about to break.
She intentionally slides the head of his dick on her hot tongue, urging him to ejaculate.
Amelia, who had been looking at him with a dissatisfied gaze as if she was doing a forced task, raises her sky-blue eyes and asks.
“Today, slurp… how are you going to do it?”
“I’ll cum in your mouth.”
“…Okay.”
[Common Sense Alteration Clause 3]
[When performing the act of Clause 2, the manager has the right to ejaculate, and Amelia cannot exercise the right to refuse]
[If he ejaculates in her mouth, she must show the semen to the manager for confirmation and then swallow it]
“Hurry, cum… slurp… slurrrp…”
The sensual movements of Amelia’s lips and tongue quickly urged him to ejaculate.
Amelia’s half-scornful gaze as she looks up at him fully satisfies the fantasies Siwoo had during his slave days.
“It looks like a lot is going to come out, so drink it well.”
“Slurp, is it even possible that I can’t do something that basic, slurp? Do you think I’m an idiot? Slurrrp…!”
He released a stream of white baby seeds into Amelia’s mouth with terrifying force.
-Glug glug
“Ugh, ugh… ugh…”
Recently, she hasn’t been able to get help from her secret secretary Sharon, so she can feel the enormous amount of semen being ejaculated.
She can even feel the heavy semen hitting Amelia’s uvula.
“Um, hmm… ugh…!”
Amelia, who frowned because of the bitter taste, silently moved her head even during the ejaculation, maximizing the pleasure of the ejaculation.
“I’ll check.”
“Ah…”
Amelia, her expression sharply changed, puffs out her cheeks and opens her mouth to show Siwoo.
“Ah, are you satisfied?”
“Of course.”
A slightly downward angle.
The scowling face of the high-pressure Assistant Professor Amelia and the baby seeds filling her mouth fulfill the sense of conquest.
“You may swallow it.”
-Gulp
Amelia lowers her head, swallows all the semen, and then gets up from her seat as if displeased.
“Now that we’ve finished the annoying task, let’s get to the main point.”
“Yes.”
“Don’t even think about being lazy.”
He kisses Amelia’s breasts for the original purpose.
Both before and just now, her breasts are so sensitive that they seem to hurt even with a light touch.
Not to mention her nipples.
Therefore, he starts with a lovely massage, being careful not to compress her belly.
“Um, hmm…”
As he gently massages her with his hands and showers her breasts with kisses, he can feel Amelia’s breathing becoming a little shallower.
“They’ve definitely gotten bigger.”
“Do you think you have the right to evaluate my breasts, Manager? Ah, ah…”
As soon as the firm sensation disappears, he begins to caress her in earnest.
He taps her nipples, which are as pert as Amelia’s lips, with his tongue and lightly sucks them…
-Sluuuuurp!
Amelia’s milk pours into his mouth.
“Ugh, ugh… hrrgh…”
Amelia was trembling, her knees and thighs pressed tightly together.
The moans she couldn’t swallow tickle her ears along with her baby hairs.
Looking closely, the fists she had clenched tightly next to her thighs were also so tight that the veins were turning bluish.
“Hrrgh… ugh…”
Occasionally, she would close her eyes and look at the ceiling, or bite her lips and move her hips.
When he made a pincer with his thumb and forefinger and gently pinched the opposite nipple…
-Pshoo!
“Ah…!”
Along with Amelia’s bewilderment, as if she had spilled a glass of water, several streams of white liquid gushed out violently.
It was visually suggestive and surprisingly strong, which surprised him.
I see.
Siwoo realized.
An ethereal body is an ideal body, meaning that the volume of Amelia’s milk suspension is also ‘ideal.’
“Manager! Stop it!”
When he glanced at Amelia’s expression, her face was as red as a strawberry, as if she was very, very embarrassed.
“Why are you doing this? I’m just doing my overtime…”
Siwoo, unconcerned, pressed her breasts more boldly and presented the Amelia milk show.
There is no clause in the common sense alteration that refutes Siwoo’s cold-blooded argument.
“Do you need a reason? If I tell you not to do it, don’t do it.”
However, even if she can’t make a logical rebuttal, Amelia is the boss.
Siwoo, hiding his disappointment, took his hands off Amelia’s breasts.
After all, the reversal of power will happen soon.
So, after checking the milk for the little sprout for about 20 minutes.
“Ah… haah… aah…”
The amount of breast milk being distributed gradually weakened.
Amelia’s panting slowed and deepened.
The corners of her mouth melted messily, and her intellectual eyes, which had been sparkling with clarity and sharpness, had also become cloudy with the dreamy color of pleasure.
In the first place, Amelia, whose breasts were particularly sensitive, would reach a breast orgasm if she was breastfed, so there was no need to use hypnosis.
It’s also common sense that the desperate Amelia wants to do more intense acts.
“Ma, Manager…”
As expected, Amelia called Siwoo in a sticky, or rather, longing voice.
“Why are you doing this? It seems like overtime is almost over.”
But she doesn’t directly ask for the act.
The clause, [Assistant Professor Amelia pays the manager 3 vaginal ejaculation rights as a weekly wage], only applies when giving the ‘weekly wage.’
In other words, it’s just giving the weekly wage, not being recognized as sex.
When it’s not that situation, it’s absolutely impossible for Amelia to have sex with the manager.
Amelia’s desire for fulfillment is being held back by the setting.
It’s the delicious point of such role-plays, the long-awaited turning point of the power reversal.
