## Chapter 208 – The Young Master’S Play (35)
209. The Young Master’s Play (35)
“Haaaah…”
A mansion as grand as the Young Master’s, if not more so.
Inside, a woman is holed up in her room, her face pressed against the window, staring blankly outside. She’s just shedding her youthful innocence and beginning to exude a woman’s scent. Her name is Matilda.
Matilda, who was originally a tomboy, has become unusually quiet and docile these days.
She feels depressed, and yet also a little fluttery… She can’t quite put her finger on the exact nature of these feelings.
But one thing is certain: she feels more subdued than before.
After tailing her fiancé and seeing him touch another woman’s butt before going home, and before the shock could even wear off, a servant named Raul revealed the world’s secret and filthy truths. The scene shown through the wizard’s crystal ball was truly…
“…………”
It’s only natural to feel a backlash after seeing such shocking scenes.
After all, even her friends were in it.
Tali, her innocent friend who always smiled bashfully while saying she loved knitting.
She has freckles on her face and a rather small chest. Until recently, they were very close friends, meeting up to read or chat. But she never said a word to Matilda, and now she was on top of a man, gyrating her hips and spinning her waist. Matilda never would have dreamed it.
Her sex partner was a handsome boy she had a little crush on when she was younger, before she met Daren. Not only him, but they were all in a room, having a group orgy. How could this innocent Tali have two faces without batting an eye? She couldn’t understand it at all, but seeing that other villagers were also living such promiscuous sex lives, she felt like a fool.
In fact, she had run into Tali by chance in the downtown area not long ago.
But when Tali smiled and waved her hand as if she was happy to see her from afar, Matilda felt a strange emotion and couldn’t bring herself to act naturally. Tali awkwardly greeted her, and then, seeing Matilda turn away, tilted her head before leaving with the other girls.
Some of her other friends were mixed in there too… They were probably going to have an orgy with the boys again. It looked like they were walking with their butts swaying in a rather suggestive way.
Unless you’re crazy enough to ask to join in, most people would shut down at this point.
Why was she the only one who didn’t know about this?
‘…Did they not tell me because I wouldn’t fit in? What about the boys? …Am I not attractive as a woman? Is it because I’m Daren’s fiancée? Then before that…? Even kids younger than me are having se, sex…’
Of course, she didn’t have the confidence to join such a group orgy now. It felt like she would become someone else… Yes, maybe one-on-one would be okay.
“Haaaaaaah…”
An overwhelming sense of alienation washes over her, and then emptiness engulfs her. She could just stay in her room like this, but Matilda wasn’t the type to enjoy depression or loneliness. Instead, she decided to take a stroll in the mansion’s front yard.
‘I need to walk around a bit. It might be a bit chaotic outside…’
As she went outside, Matilda’s eyes fell upon the sight of the family’s people bustling about. Servants were moving various supplies, exerting their strength. One day, they were carrying boxes that made a clanging sound every time they moved them, so she secretly went into the storage room later and opened them. They were full of sharp farming tools.
They’ve been doing a lot of charity work for the villagers lately, so maybe they’re giving out new supplies.
‘Who are those people?’
Matilda, who had gone out to the front yard, noticed a group of servants she hadn’t seen before, whispering amongst themselves.
– …I punched one of them in the gut, and the guys around him jumped up and surrounded me.
– Hehe, those guild bastards are all the same. They’re just a bunch of cowards.
– So what happened next? …Ah, wait, be quiet. The head of the family’s daughter is coming this way.
Thump, thump.
“Are you all new here?”
“Yes. Well… yes, we are, miss.”
“We were just taking a break. Our work is done.”
“Hmm.”
Matilda stared at them intently at those words.
They had rough appearances, calloused hands, and were overall well-built. Were they people who had lived in harsh environments?
“…………………”
Among them was a middle-aged man who exuded an imposing aura. He looked to be in his 30s, and even in silence, he was clearly drawing attention. Despite the scars on his face, he seemed to be the most refined of them all.
“Are you also new…?”
“Matilda? What are you doing here?”
She was curious and tried to ask more about him, but then a familiar voice called out, and she had no choice but to turn her head.
“Father…”
The head of the family, who was looking around, gestured for the servants to leave. They shrugged without a word and walked away. The man with the scar on his face also nodded slightly before disappearing with the other servants. The head of the family then explained that he had hired these servants because they were short-handed, thus satisfying his daughter’s curiosity.
“They’re not the most polite bunch, so don’t mind them. More importantly, how are things with your fiancé? Are you keeping your promise?”
“Yes…”
Her father had warned her not to cross the line before the official marriage.
She thought it was a bit too much interference, but she had been keeping it well so far. The head of the family gave her one more reminder, then muttered, ‘Soon…’ before leaving.
‘Daren… sir.’
Matilda felt depressed again as she thought of her fiancé.
It was none other than him who had turned her, who was known as a tomboy, into a young girl in love for the first time. But the recent events had naturally disappointed her. If he had just been honest instead of denying it, or if he hadn’t whispered sweet nothings about how she was the only one for him, she might still be clinging to Daren.
Crying and sobbing, and then eventually being drawn to the bad boy and sleeping with him… That pattern wasn’t so rare.
But on the other hand, thinking of another person could temporarily make her forget these negative feelings.
‘Raul… that was his name. Raul…’
Why was it that her heart fluttered every time she met that servant from the Rosichester family? It was embarrassing, but she couldn’t help but have lewd thoughts and fidget with her thighs. Of course, he was handsome and tall…
Even so, it was shameful that she felt so tingly after only a few meetings. Her heart was like a reed in the wind.
Besides…
‘How about you and I have a little fun, miss? Forget about your cheating fiancé for a while.’
“Ugh…”
Matilda suddenly remembered his suggestive proposal. She also remembered how he had naturally complimented her beauty in passing. Every time, she would casually brush her hair aside and look in the mirror.
‘That’s right. Everyone else is doing it…! Even that Tila is enjoying it. Yes, yes. There’s nothing strange about it… Matilda. The more you do nothing, the more you lose. Okay, let’s not be a fool anymore.’
It was all Daren’s fault for providing the opportunity first, so she had no guilt. And when it came to sex, everyone was secretly enjoying it, so her actions also felt rational and natural. It was all born from desire, really.
Matilda swallowed hard and finally decided to meet Raul again.
…………
“Good morning, Vivian.”
“Ah, Raul…”
As I was walking down the hallway, I made eye contact with the black-haired maid, Vivian, and greeted her. She looked busy, so she must have been preparing to serve Stella.
“You look busy. Are you already going to serve Miss Stella? Good luck.”
“Thank you for helping with the education, Raul, even though it’s not your responsibility. I’m glad Miss is doing well in her lessons these days.”
“Hehe, I know.”
Is she just watching? After what happened last time, Stella has been masturbating diligently while we have sex. With our approval, she has an outlet for her desires and has taken the first step, so she has been consumed by this vulgar act.
She would sit on a chair far away or come up to the bed and masturbate.
The funny thing is that when I deliberately caressed her private parts and body while I was having sex, Stella would flinch, but she didn’t seem to mind it, and she would masturbate even more enthusiastically. If I deliberately moved my Adam’s apple, she would narrow her eyes and look at me, saying, ‘Hmm…’
These days, Stella deliberately wears revealing dresses, probably to make me more aware of her fair skin.
Stella, who had opened her eyes in such a strange direction, was able to reach her climax by roughly rubbing her clitoris and trembling her body when we were finishing.
A masturbation addict who watches other people have sex and drips vaginal fluids.
It seems like she’s trying to satisfy herself by somehow indulging in similar pleasures, but her face looks a bit haggard after the act. Well, if you were a man, it would be like watching your personal servant have sex with a beautiful woman while you’re jerking off next to them.
If this kind of thing continues, she might develop masochistic tendencies.
“Raul, are you not going to do that, uh, pre-practice… today?”
“Pre-practice? Uh, I think I’ll be busy with the Madam’s work today. I’ll tell you first next time.”
Vivian and I sometimes have sex outside of sex education time. It’s a good attitude for a teacher to acquire knowledge in order to demonstrate the correct way, so we often rehearse the positions first. Vivian would sometimes blush slightly and suggest meeting late at night, but of course, I refused because of Trisha.
“………Okay.”
Vivian, looking a little disappointed, bowed and went back to serve her master. But as soon as she disappeared from sight, a maid approached me from afar, as if she had been waiting.
Looking at her face, she was the maid who was in contact with Matilda.
Of course, I had a hunch, so I spoke first.
“Is it what I think it is?”
“Yes, the young lady said she has something to talk about again, so she wants to see you tomorrow… She said that. Is it possible?”
Hearing those words, I chuckled inwardly. It hadn’t even been a few days, and Matilda had contacted me again. I had even told her explicitly that we should have fun together, and yet she had called me again. It was like a prepared meal walking in on its own.
The crystal ball and showing her fiancé’s affair must have been the biggest factor.
“Of course. Please tell her to meet me early tomorrow morning.”
“Understood.”
…………
And so, another day dawned.
I told Trisha that I wanted to go out and see the outside world today, and she let me go, telling me to say it was an external job. She was letting me go quite easily, probably because she was being considerate since I was always stuck at the Young Master’s.
Of course, if she knew I was going to meet a woman, she would probably lock the gates.
I went to the big tree where we first met, and Matilda, wrapped up in clothes, was standing there demurely, waiting for me.
“………Ah.”
“Miss Matilda.”
“……………………”
When she saw me, she let out a small groan and then lowered her head.
How shy. This makes me look forward to it even more.
