Chapter 1338 – ##18_Former Duchess, Current Chief Secretary (17)
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1.
The third day of the chastity belt, and the day it would be unlocked.
Just half a day more, and tonight would come.
Siwoo and Blanche would engage in a passionate sexual encounter.
“…Haa, haa… haa… haa….”
However, Blanche didn’t seem particularly happy.
She was already near her limit, both mentally and physically.
The half-day she had to endure now felt much more daunting than the 48 hours + @ hours she had already endured.
From this morning, Siwoo hadn’t even given Blanche a single drop of seawater.
Fellatio, foods topped with slightly sticky milk, and even nipple play were all forbidden.
A truly neglectful play had begun, where she wasn’t even allowed minimal physical contact.
Unable to bear it any longer, Blanche filed a complaint about these measures.
“Chairman, if I’m not even allowed to decompress in this state… I can’t endure it any longer… At the very least… if you would let me drink yours… I’ll do anything, really anything.”
It wasn’t so much a complaint as a desperate plea for anything.
“Hmm, is that so?”
Blanche, who had been bowing her head, lifted it sharply at Siwoo’s words, which seemed to offer some leeway.
She really could do anything.
“Then, act cute like a younger girlfriend.”
“……”
“Try begging while acting cute.”
“……”
Except for that.
There was probably no one as far removed from ‘acting cute’ as Blanche, except perhaps for Linne, who also had black hair.
It was different from simple sexual submission.
Unlike being able to half-lose your mind and go with the flow, as if swept away by a strong current…
It felt like she would have to completely abandon her dignity as a witch.
It was a similar level of embarrassment to when Siwoo had forced her to call him Daddy or Papa.
“I’m sorry, but I think that would be difficult.”
“Why?”
“It’s hard to explain. The time we’ve each walked is different.”
“Then I guess there’s no helping it.”
Blanche refused with a firmness that could be felt as slightly serious.
‘Acting cute like a younger girlfriend, you say…’
The difference between Blanche and Siwoo wasn’t just a matter of being twelve years apart or being called a thief.
The two were a heart-fluttering 1,000 years apart.
Even saying 1,000 years was a rounding down of the tens place for the sake of Blanche’s dignity.
To order her, who was like that, to act cute like a younger girlfriend was truly absurd and nonsensical.
Hadn’t she endured well so far?
If she could just endure for about 12 more hours, she could reap the fruits of her long suffering.
She could endure it enough.
Blanche strengthened her resolve.
3.
About 3 hours later.
“Chairman… Blanche wants to do something naughty quickly…”
“Huh.”
Siwoo, who was lying on the sofa reading a book, dropped it in surprise at the sweet voice.
At the end of his vision, Blanche, dressed in a neat witch uniform (provided by Siwoo), stood with her face redder than the strawberries from last night.
She was fidgeting, holding the hem of her apron tightly with both hands, as if holding back urine.
As you can see, Blanche couldn’t hold back.
“Oh, you refused earlier, which made me sad, but it seems your mind has changed?”
Blanche wanted to find a mouse hole to hide in when she saw Siwoo’s smirk.
How unsightly was this?
Not only had she admitted defeat in the power struggle of the sexual relationship, but now she was trying to fawn over him with aegyo that denied even their age difference.
“Yes, Chairman… I was wrong.”
“Ah, Chairman is a bit much. That’s too formal. I want to see Blanche in aegyo mode.”
“…Then what should I do…?”
“Try calling me Oppa.”
“……”
O…ppa?
It was a word that Blanche, who was immersed in witchcraft, had never said in her life.
All older men were non-witches, that is, humans.
By the time Blanche was over 110 years old, even the humans who had a small chance of hearing that title were no longer in the world.
-Shudder
Blanche trembled as if an onomatopoeia would be appropriate.
She had expected an abyss when she dived, but an even darker abyss was opening its mouth.
But there was no helping it.
This was unavoidable.
“Shin Siwoo, O…O… Oppa…”
Blanche struggled to utter the messy voice, like a viola that had been left untuned for a long time.
“Wow, my ears are melting. Once more without the last name.”
“Siwoo Oppa…?”
“Once more! Louder!”
“Siwoo Oppaaaa!”
“This time, leave out the name and just say Oppa!”
“OppaAAA!!!”
After finishing the three Oppas, Blanche was panting as if she had run a marathon.
“Haa, haaa… ughhh…”
Blanche covered her face with both hands and bowed her head.
The process of overcoming excessive shame was very exhausting.
“Now, please do some aegyo.”
“…U, uuu… huuuu…”
The former duchess, the former ice statue Blanche, was emitting heat as if she would melt and disappear if left alone.
In the midst of that, Blanche slowly approached Siwoo, repeating ‘I’ve already given up’ countless times.
Of course, it was to do aegyo.
Fortunately (?) for Blanche, there was a model.
She could refer to the times when Yvonne would get drunk and do aegyo.
Feeling a heat different from sexual desire, a high-temperature shame, Blanche barely opened her mouth.
In this situation, Yvonne would…
“O, Oppa… do you wanna… do something naughty with Blanche…?”
“Something naughty?”
Blanche tugged at Siwoo’s collar and whispered shyly.
“Yes… something in bed… something Siwoo Oppa likes…”
Blanche, who was now stuck right next to Siwoo, rubbed his thing over his clothes and continued to fawn with a lisping voice.
“Or… should Blanche do something that makes you feel good? I can do it with my mouth… Blanche wants… Siwoo Oppa… milk…”
“……”
“You can sprinkle it on the pancakes… I like it a lot. Because it’s pancakes with Oppa’s syrup… Or, Oppa can… feed it to me directly in my mouth… Blanche will be like ahh~ and then… taste it with my tongue and gulp it down…”
“Ooh…”
Siwoo was taken aback by the destructive power that was beyond his imagination, even though he had ordered it.
Was this the experience of an old witch and a great sage who made dicks angry?
He had only thought of something like ‘Oppa, Blanche wants to have sex,’ but it came out unexpectedly fluently.
“Siwoo Oppa is a bad person… You know Blanche is having a hard time, but you torment me every day… Blanche was a very innocent and gentle witch… but I’ve become a pervert who’s been tamed by you…”
But Siwoo was also good at role-playing.
He naturally continued the conversation, even with Blanche’s aegyo that melted his heart.
“Hmm, what kind of pervert have you become?”
“You know… you’re bad… Oppa, you’re bad…”
Blanche, in younger mode, continued her ‘aegyo’ by using the drunk Yvonne as a reference.
“If you rub my nipples… I come, if you kiss me with your mouth… I come… I’ve become a pervert who comes just by smelling Oppa’s milk…”
“……”
“My butt hole… it’s a place where you shouldn’t put it in… but it feels good when you put it in…”
“……”
“My lower mouth is just drooling every day, waiting for Oppa to put it in, it’s become a stupid idiot hole…”
“……”
As Siwoo’s silence grew longer, Blanche thought, ‘Ah, is this really right?’ and felt a strong sense of reality, but soon that self-loathing disappeared without a trace.
“Hoo…”
Siwoo’s rough sigh as he held back his excitement, and the feeling of his hard thing that could be felt even through his jeans, stimulated Blanche, who was in heat.
Now, she just had to seduce him a little more.
Just a little more.
-Swoosh
Blanche took off her clothes one by one and became nude, except for the chastity belt.
The fact that he wasn’t stopping her meant that he liked it.
If she pushed a little more like this, she wouldn’t have to wait the remaining 9 hours.
“Oppa, Oppa… Blanche is cute, right? Now, take this off and let’s do that… I’ll do aegyo with my pussy too…”
“……”
“Siwoo Oppa, you made Blanche’s pussy a useless premature ejaculator… please, put your dick in… I really… can’t stand it anymore… it’s become a stupid idiot pussy…”
If Yvonne saw this, her heart would crumble.
Blanche, who had a mysterious atmosphere as if she was in a different world even while lying in the same bed.
The scene of her trying to please him in a pitiful and miserable way to get fucked by his dick.
But now, Blanche had forgotten her shame, humiliation, and self-loathing.
‘I can really do it now…!’
The pussy climax sex she had been longing for so much.
Just the thought of it caused a Noah’s Ark-level flood to flow from the gap in her mochi pussy.
The drops of fluid that fell kept leaving stains on the carpet.
Her whole body trembled with anticipation and excitement.
And finally.
“Oop.”
-Thwack!
“Ah…?”
Blanche’s consciousness felt the sensation of a hard dick penetrating her gap in an instant without any warning.
And then, she blacked out.
