Chapter 42 [Princess Maiden and Female Blacksmith] A Princess who Wants to be Committed and a Female Blacksmith whose Timing is Bad - Part 1

 Shortly after Alexis sees Fatima off, he hears a knock at his door.
Huh? Did she come back?
 He think so, and reply, "The door is open!"
 The door opened, and Fransisca entered the room.
U-Umm, Alexis-sama, have you already done with Fatima...?
 Fransisca looked embarrassed, but she came into the room with a wiggle, which made Alexis roll his eyes.
What, you're here as well? What if we're in the middle of something?
I-It's no problem. I just met with Fatima.
 After saying so, she mumbled with reddish face, "...Well, I saw her stomach was bulging, so I recognized it right away."
 Upon seeing Fransisca's complicated expression, Alexis smiles at her.
Oh, right. You love getting do it inside, don't you?
 Fransisca growls a little and turns her head down.
 However, her desire for Alexis to do something naughty was more important than that.
 So, Fransisca tried to string together the words "T-That's" as if she was having a hard time saying it.
 However, she seems to have chosen to approach Alexis in the end.
 She walks toward Alexis, who is sitting on the bed, and stops right in front of him.
 She doesn't do anything more, and she seems not to know what to do.
 In that case, Alexis thinks he should discipline her.
If you want me to do it, you have to kneel here and motivate me. But you know I just had done it with Fatima, right? So, without a little luck, I might not be able to handle you?
 Fransisca gulped when she heard Alexis' words.
 And thinking that she had to do her best, she kneeled down in front of Alexis' lap, pushing down her shyness. She then kneels down in front of him between his legs and looks up at Alexis.
S-So, what do I do?
Well, what do you do? You can touch me, you can show me your naughty face, or you can just beg me with words. Don't you understand it even if I don't tell you?
 After hearing Alexis' exasperated voice, Fransisca shook her head.
I-I understand...
 She didn't want to be disliked.
 However, no matter which method he suggested, she felt embarrassed.
 But Alexis would never make a move if she didn't approach him. Fransisca also has already learned that he is that kind of person.
 In the end, Fransisca, rummages through her clothes with a blush.
 She pulls them down to her bosom, exposing her white breasts, and then starts to touch Alexis's body gently through his pants.
A-Alexis, sama...
 Fransisca gasps for air because of the embarrassing and degrading behavior she is performing.
 Nevertheless, to Alexis, Fransisca's breasts look modest compared to Fatima's breasts that she had just seen, even through the cloth.
 Her breasts are big enough to give a good breastjob, which is not a luxury, but it does make him feel little good.
 In addition, the stimulation is too indirect. Of course, he doesn't move a muscle.
 Because this is not going to work, Fransisca finally puts her hand on Alexis' pants. She loosens his belt and pulls down his pants, and gently pulls out a small, soft object. It is a rather new visual for Fransisca, since she usually sees it bulging, stretching, and moving.
 Not only that, but the freshly used one was still wet and dirty with various liquids.
A-Alexis-sama's thing, why is it like this...?
 Fransisca could not help but let out a bewildered sound.
 She thought it looked like a puppy wandering around in the rain soaking wet. But in reality, it was more of a caterpillar than a puppy.
I told you, didn't I? I just had done it with Fatima and I'm satisfied. It takes a lot of effort to get her in the mood. Come on, you should've waited a little longer...
 Alexis looks down at Fransisca, who is sitting on her knees with her cheeks stained and staring intently at the object.
...I'm not saying you can't. It depends on how hard you try. But if licking and touching my thing is too hard. You can even beg me for it, you know? You are a slave, but I'll give you special permission this time.
 Alexis would love to hear the secret words spoken by the innocent voice from her lips, which are still in a posture of shame. He really wanted to hear it now.
 Fransisca's cheeks become more vermilion.
 But perhaps her desire to be naughty is stronger than her shame, eventually she moves her face toward his object.
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