Chapter 136 – 136. The Master Wants to Sleep With His Slave in the Bathtub. I Love Slave Hands Scrubbing and Drying My Body. Ready to Be Eaten by the Lewd Master!
I finally couldn’t stop laughing.
‘This is why I can’t get tired of washing every day.’
I get into the bathtub while holding the owner who behaves cutely. The water that was filling the bathtub naturally overflowed when the two of them got in at once.
Chew–
After putting their bodies together, Sylvia spoke to her with her erotic face.
“Kiss. Kiss.”
“I’m in a hurry, just touch your lips.”
“Hi-Hi. Um~.”
I kiss the owner who works lovingly.
Side.
At the same time as the sound, the lips opened.
A dainty offal. Tongue moves lazily. It looks cute and what happens inside the mucous membrane is always pervert itself.
I entangled my sweet pervert master’s tongue.
“Hungmuchuengpuchueng… ♡ Chew up… ♡ Chululoop… ♡♡”
Ugh, the skin is warmed up to the right temperature by being immersed in warm water, so a pleasant feeling of drowsiness comes over me.
The beautiful girl owner, Sylvia, obediently sent her tongue fella to me, her slave. Truly, there was no heaven.
Their saliva mixed with each other and their warm bodies embraced together with their wet tongues. I think this is what a really happy life is like.
“Huhm… Chubu loop… ♡ Churup ♡”
Sylvia caressed her tongue with all her heart. It was filled with so much love and devotion that I had the impression that the physical service that the young lady whose creations were sold to the tyrant who held her country’s leash would not be like this.
Chew yum chu yup.
In the midst of delighting my hearing with obscene sounds, I gradually become like this, and later, I have expectations for the master’s pervert power, whether it pleases all five senses.
… The pretty face, the curves of the erotic body full of being hugged, the cute moaning and the obscene sound of water, plus the sweet taste of saliva…
Uh? To be honest, I was already smelling the fragrant flesh, so my five senses were already occupied.
I felt shame for not doing so, and I punished him with my tongue.
I’m going to have a good time. Chuloop.
“Cellar!? Wow, gulp… Howum… Chuleup Chewup… ♡”
The master who gave in gasping and gave in. He hurriedly swallowed the saliva I passed, and carefully handed over his own saliva.
She smiles as if she is happy while receiving it. In this way, it is desirable to always leave me with a sense of victory and pride as if asking me to accept it.
On the contrary to me, the owner has a sense of defeat and a sense of submission, so he gently acts like a pet that has lost his rebellious spirit.
After that, it really couldn’t be a perfect match.
Sylvia is a cute, perverted, perverted master who doesn’t hesitate to do acts of subservience that even a miserable human begging for his life would do, and I was a slave who accepted all of those things in the end.
“Herub… ♡ Mmmm… ♡ Chow Chow Bub… ♡♡”
That’s how the deep kiss of defeat and obedience continued without knowing the end. It was a submissive kiss that threw away the equality of being equal as if my body was a hugging pillow for slaves.
From my point of view, it was a dirty thing that really made sex hard.
However, according to the principle of master-servant relationship, it is the master’s side, not me, who should be impatient.
… Since the owner of the killifish fish gets impatient quickly, Sylvia was always the first to get impatient. Even if I didn’t show it, I was in a lot of pain.
After a while, Sylvia and my lips slowly begin to separate.
Churrup… Churup…
If it was an ordinary person, the adhesion for such a long time that I would worry about catching a cold had barely come off. A dirty solid line continues on the tip of the tongue that sways until the end, and then breaks off.
“Puhaaa… ♡♡ Ha… ♡ Haaa… ♡ Whoaaa… ♡ Seup… ♡ Nyaam… ♡”
“Under…”
Sylvia gasping for breath and driving erotically. Haha, I lick my lips as I catch my breath. It’s an obscene look that’s trying to sip even one more drop of my saliva.
It was so, so incredibly cute and lovely. Sylvia’s face was full of happiness, as if her saliva was sweet. I was amazed by everything I was watching.
‘… Sylvia’s saliva is definitely delicious if it’s delicious, and it smells really good too. On the other hand, my saliva is just like that, isn’t it? It tastes really good.’
It was a valid question for me. No matter how much magical power I have after being connected by a contract, I am a witch like Sylvia… In other words, he is not an innate magical possessor.
I’m still going through menstruation. I was curious about this, so I asked, and the academy said something, academically, it was because of the memory and habits of the body, and it was because of the relationship… It was a very long title. I couldn’t afford to read it.
… Anyway, if you don’t brush your teeth, your breath will definitely stink. You can’t feed them stinky saliva.
‘… I’m afraid it’s going to happen, so I’m thorough enough to wipe it out. There is also a magic tool to rinse your mouth comfortably. No matter how much Sylvia doesn’t care… I don’t want to get dirty.’
No matter how much I can dye Sylvia in my color, it feels too dirty… I sincerely want to avoid messy play.
That’s why the only thing I allowed to Sylvia, who likes to gulp down my bodily fluids, was fresh. The type is unconditionally limited to the major ones, and we are never allowed to eat anything other than the ones that are just cheap.
Suddenly a memory comes to mind. Like when Sylvia took out her porcelain, her womb, or the stuff that was stuffed in her anus.
How could I, without a single exception, have eyes full of greed, but I never let them eat.
“What… ? What are you thinking about leaving the owner in front of you? … You’re trying to be mean to your master again! Heung-heung, he’s a really bad slave♡”
The owner smiles and asks questioningly. Rather, the voice filled with emotions asking for a mischief is truly ridiculous. I said her smile, her smile, and the strength of her hugging her.
“Hey, how did you know? It looks like a ghost.”
“Ghost? No, but I am the owner of my slave ♡ I know it well because I am the owner ♡”
“… Aha, that’s right~.”
Every word, every word, the refreshing voice hitting the ear was sweet. It looks like I’m pretending to be cute on purpose. Still, it was full of sincere aegyo and love.
Are you trying to drive real people crazy? Sometimes consciously, sometimes unconsciously, he’s like a mean master who does erotic and cute things. How did you mess with this?
“Yusei, did you just fall for this master again? Hee hee It’s really easy.”
“Her. Who the hell is this master talking about… ?”
Seeing him cheeky makes me sadistic. I inflicted punishment for no particular reason on the body that was being held on top of itself. … I feel like something happened.
“Kyaa♡! Hee hee, hee hee, no… ♡ Hyahah, ahahaha ♡”
I moved the arm that was wrapped around my back up and down, tickling my manly armpit. For some reason, there is no place on this master’s body that feels bad to the touch from head to toe.
“Ahaha! Ah, heuh, heeeee, ahahaha!”
Sylvia didn’t run away and enjoyed the tickling bullying while holding her tightly. It was nice to hear her intermittently moaning as if she was feeling pleasure.
* * *
It was about an hour later when I came out of the bathroom with the owner who was constantly fawning over me. The owner, who was being held by me in the arms of the princess, asked while rubbing his wet hair on his forearm.
“Ehehe- are you going to eat it right away?”
A captivating gaze filled with masochistic desire. Silvaa looks up at me blankly. Damn it. Every time she tried to turn people into beasts like this. I resisted the urge and said.
“You need to dry your hair first.”
“Humm~ Good~.”
I sat the master in front of the dressing table. And he touched the head of the owner who was sitting like a doll.
Even though she didn’t have to refine it with her own hands and it could be done with one shot of her own magic she has trained for 20 years, she preferred to be waited on by me unless it was tolerable.
Whoa…
“Ehehe.”
The silver hair of the master with a sly smile is dry and combed. It is a dexterity that has become proficient in one year. The magic tools and brushes that generate warm wind are moved in each hand.
At the same time, I fell into a strange feeling that I could not shake off even though I had been doing this for a year.
An impression of the cuteness of witches who consistently make things that can be done with magic, even inefficient magic tools, saying that slaves should do it…
After a short time that didn’t even take 5 minutes. The silver hair, which had been wet and damp, quickly returned to a soft and pretty look.
I put down the used magic tool and said.
“It’s done.”
“Yes? Lol. Check it out.”
“… Even if you don’t have to do that, it’s perfect.”
“Ugh, no. You have to touch it to confirm.”
“Ugh. Now. It feels nice and soft, okay?”
I let her know that there was nothing wrong with her soft hair.
“Hee hee.”
Sylvia smiled and nodded her head in satisfaction. Afterwards, without realizing it, her eyes frowned like a bad luck and greasy person, and she shook her head.
Anyway, I touch him whenever I have a chance, and he probably touches me when I’m waiting at night… The owner who is so thorough is so cute that I think I will go crazy.
“You are also my slave. Attending the bath today and drying my hair were great.”
Master who spares no praise for trivial things. I want you to stop floating. It looks like wings will grow on your back.
“Then shall we go to bed now?”
At the sound of my voice turning her words, Sylvia puffed out her cheeks and she clenched her fists like a cat and slapped me, she said.
“What are you talking about! Why are you talking like the day is over? What would you say to the owner who waited this entire time!? You’re not sleeping!”
Puck poop.
An insignificant cotton bat punch. Like Nyangnyang Punch, there is no sense of hitting at all and it is just cute. From one to ten, he is a cute owner.
“Oh, why? That’s right.”
When I asked with a smirk, Sylvia pursed her lips and asked for her correction.
“Chi. I’m not going to bed! It’s in the middle of the night. The owner spoke! Be careful using non-explicit language.”
Are you sure you didn’t hide your vulgarity? I silently admitted my mistake and made corrections as requested. She put her arm on Sylvia’s shoulder, who was sitting on the vanity chair, and caught her mood.
“Hick… !”
