Chapter 410 – Side Story – Continued (13)
There is a play called master-servant reversal.
A play where the relationship between superiors and subordinates that you usually have in a relationship is turned upside down in bed.
In this world where there is a real class system, it is one of the concept plays that is quite popular because of the creepy feeling of immorality of going against one’s innate class.
Especially among noble women, it was at least a trend at one time to have a commoner lover.
But.
“Huh?”
Flora’s situation was a little different.
A pure Flora who had no sexual knowledge even as an adult.
Through the adventures I had with Soira, I now knew everything I needed to know, but the knowledge I gained was very biased.
Mainly in the direction of men forcibly assaulting women.
Rape, hypnosis, weak drugs… Flora’s sexual experiences were all one-sided.
Consensual sex, especially sex in which a woman takes the lead, was an area that Flora knew nothing about.
When she thought about the times when she was hypnotized, there were times when Flora actively engaged in sex, but that was because of hypnosis and not out of Flora’s will.
For that reason, Flora was greatly embarrassed by the prince’s sudden advance.
Fortunately, because of her kneeling posture, the prince did not notice that Flora’s reaction was different from that of ‘her personal maid’ he knew.
After a brief panic, Flora quickly shook her head.
‘Surely the prince said play. But why did she suddenly say master? Until then, it was the usual relationship between a prince and a maid.’
Flora’s brilliant brain quickly deduced the meaning of ‘play’ when the prince spoke. It wasn’t exact, but I understood the general idea.
The problem was that Flora did not know how to have ‘sex in which women take the lead.’
As Flora was pondering, a thought suddenly occurred to her like a thunderbolt.
‘Isn’t it okay for me to do what I usually do?’
There were so many experiences that it was difficult to count them. It didn’t seem difficult to follow that experience.
Flora looked at the prince still lying on her floor.
‘What happened to me when I fell on my face like this…’
Kuuk.
Flora lifted her foot and trampled on her prince’s head. Still, unlike Flora, she took off her shoes and stepped on them.
“Ha… Ha…”
A low groan came from the prince who was stepped on by Flora.
Did I step on it too hard? Flora tried to get back on her feet as her guilt surged through her.
“Ha… Please step a little further…”
Until I heard the prince’s murmur asking for more.
Flora felt like goosebumps would appear on her arms as she encountered an area that she couldn’t understand, but she held back and continued playing.
“You said you were calling me in broad daylight, but you just wanted to be stepped on like this? “It’s not funny that a man called the prince of a country gets so excited by having his head stepped on by a maid.”
“Sorry… Sorry… Please punish this pervert…”
Ugh, I feel bad.
With a rare, poignant sentiment for Flora, I thought about what to do next.
What did the men do?
Obviously, after humiliating me so much with my actions and words… They always had me do service.
Even men who first touched the breasts or buttocks when dealing with Soira or Asil often tried to receive service first when dealing with Flora.
‘… I feel strangely bad.’
Flora, who remembered the bad memory of losing as a woman, imitated the men’s actions while making a subtle expression.
When men asked for service, they pulled off their pants and stuck out their dicks…
Sreuk.
Flora put her hands under the skirt of her maid uniform and took off her panties.
The prince reacted to the sound of her soft skin brushing against the fabric, flinched, trembled, and slowly raised his head to look up at her.
Flora’s feet were still trampling on her head, but in fact, due to her small size, her prince felt only a little heavy.
“Oh, oh…”
When she raised her head, what the prince could see was inside Flora’s skirt.
As she took off her panties, her smooth and soft vertical crack came into full view.
Noticing that her prince had raised his head, Flora forced herself to raise the corners of her mouth so as not to look awkward.
Confidently and naturally. To make it look like that.
“I don’t think I ever asked her to raise her head…” Well, I like it. So, what do you think?”
“Yes, yes?”
“He moved even though I didn’t order him to, so you must have at least some appreciation, right? Say it. If you like it… Because I might give you a ‘reward’.”
Award.
I don’t know how motivating those words are, but the prince acted very quickly after hearing those words.
“It looks very soft… It looks delicious. It seems to smell good…”
The prince seemed to have lost all the sophisticated vocabulary he used so often, and could only use simple expressions.
He was so absorbed in the sight before his eyes that he seemed to have difficulty forming words. Nevertheless, should we evaluate that the word ‘award’ did say something?
Should I give this a prize?
Even though she sighed internally, Flora remained faithful to her acting.
“It’s a bit lacking, but for a prince, I tried my best. “I will reward you as I said.”
“Award! Well, then… !”
Flora spread her legs slightly, and he recited the lines the men who had assaulted him had spoken.
“Suck it. … Wow!”
Before Flora could finish speaking, the prince thrust his head in with the speed of a bullet. It was so fast that Flora was startled and raised her voice.
“Seup… Haaa…”
The prince put his head under Flora’s skirt and took a deep breath from a distance so close that the tip of his nose was cracked.
“Now, wait… !”
It was Flora herself who told me to suck it, but it was still embarrassing.
Flora, forgetting to act, pressed the prince’s head down on her skirt.
However, it was not enough to push the prince’s head away with the exclusive maid’s power, and she ended up pressing it even closer.
Grandpa.
“Huh…”
Wet and lukewarm texture.
Thanks to her familiar feel, Flora knew what was going on under her skirt without looking.
The prince buried his face in Flora’s pussy and was licking her.
I used my tongue to moisten the not-yet-wet pussy with saliva instead of love juice.
“What, it’s not a prince, it’s not a puppy…” ! Ugh…”
“… !”
Clap, clap.
The prince’s tongue became faster when he heard Flora’s words coming out of her mouth.
Is being called a puppy so exciting? It sucked every inch of the pink mucous membrane as if it were a real puppy.
“Huh… Haha…”
I caressed the entire labia as if licking it up, then dug into the hole where love juice was starting to seep out little by little, and swirled my tongue in the shallow part of the vagina.
As if the love juice were honey water, I probed the sensitive vagina and craved the love juice.
That alone was stimulating enough, and the excited prince’s harsh snort touched the clitoris and gently tickled it.
Whisk.
Flora’s legs went weak from the pleasure of her sucking her pussy.
Even though his lips were already touching her labia, she couldn’t resist the prince’s force as he tried to delve deeper into her, and she fell down on the bed.
Even the prince, who couldn’t see beyond the skirt due to blocked vision, must have felt the shock of Flora falling.
But the prince paid no heed and concentrated on caressing her pussy. No, rather, he was afraid that Flora would run away, so he tightly wrapped his arms around her thighs to prevent her from running away.
Her waist tried to fall back due to the relentless rush of pleasure, but there was no way that would be possible in her lying position. Flora arched her back and let out a moan as she was held by her prince.
“Oh, yes. Ah… Yeah, uh… !”
Pushot.
Flora’s back, which had been flinching while clutching her bedsheets, bounced violently for a moment.
A unique sense of liberation that comes with the pleasure that makes your lower body tremble.
You didn’t have to look to see what the prince’s face would look like when he stuck his head in his skirt.
Anyway, wouldn’t this be frowned upon?
Flora was so worried, but she had underestimated the prince too much.
“Huh…”
Even before the afterglow of climax subsided, my tongue moved again.
The prince licked every inch of Flora’s pussy, as if not leaving any of her orgasmic juices behind, before taking his face out of her skirt.
The prince’s own face was dirty with love juice splashing here and there, but he paid no mind to that and looked up at Flora with a strange sense of anticipation.
At that gaze, Flora rolled her head again.
So, after this…
According to Flora’s memories, after she had ejaculated once, or in Flora’s opinion, after reaching the climax, the subsequent actions were different each time.
There were times when it just led to sex, and there were times when the man touched Flora’s body. Of course, even if he touched it, it was not a caress mixed with love, but just to enjoy the feel of her female body.
Flora glanced down.
The prince was still wearing just a pair of underpants. I won’t describe it in detail, but it was clear that he was extremely excited.
If you’re that excited, wouldn’t it be hard to hold back?
For Flora, men’s sexual desires were perceived as very difficult to tolerate.
Since the men who escaped from the royal castle and went on adventures with Soira were all men who could not control their sexual desires, it was inevitable that such misunderstandings would arise.
Because of this, Flora felt sorry for the prince and decided not to hang around any longer.
Flora grabbed the prince’s arm and threw him onto the bed, as if changing his position. The prince did not resist and followed Flora’s intentions half of the time, in fact mostly of his own accord.
Whisk.
Her weight was different from when Flora sat down.
A clear look of anticipation appeared in the eyes of the prince lying on the bed.
With those eyes on her body, Flora slowly took off her clothes.
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Recently, there has been great progress in AI drawing, so I tried my hand at it too!
Actually, I worked hard to show you this quickly!
Voila! Flora is proud wearing a maid uniform!
The advancement of technology is amazing!
I picked a yajal with this feeling, but when I asked my friends, they said, ‘This looks a bit like Loli,’ so I decided to pick it again. If Flora is not an adult, the work is dangerous.
Instead, I’ll show you a selfie from Asil, who secretly became a hobby of taking sexy selfies after returning to Earth!
