Volume 10 Chapter 1 Interlude： A Certain Master And Servant’s Night
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Sara, come here,” Lady Lydia’s sultry voice purred, her eyes sparkling with desire.
Tonight, as always, my mistress’s scorching gaze devoured me, pulling me closer like a magnet. Just that alone sent shivers down my spine, igniting a fire in my core.
”Yes, Lady Lydia,” I breathed, my voice trembling with anticipation.
I crawled onto the bed, my knees brushing against the silk sheets, and knelt before the object of my deepest cravings. My heart pounded with reverence and raw, unbridled lust.
”My Lady, Lady Lydia… It’s only because of your insatiable appetite that Sara still exists to serve you tonight. Please, use me as you wish. I’ll surrender every inch of my body to your pleasure,” I whispered, my words dripping with submission.
Lady Lydia’s lips curved into a wicked smile, her eyes darkening with desire. “Oh, Sara, you’re always so formal. But tonight, I want you wild and unrestrained. The only thing that should be hard in this room is…” She trailed off, her gaze dropping to the bulge in her pants. “…this.”
With a slow, deliberate motion, she unzipped her trousers, freeing her throbbing manhood. It sprang forth, thick and veins pulsing, a monument to her raw, unapologetic masculinity.
”Worship it,” she commanded, her voice low and husky.
”Yes, Lady Lydia…” I whispered, my lips parting as I leaned in, eager to taste her.
I enveloped her shaft with my mouth, my tongue swirling around the sensitive head. My past as a pleasure servant had prepared me for this moment, stretching my limits and honing my skills. The taste of her pre-cum exploded on my tongue, a potent cocktail of musk and desire, branding me as her possession.
As I sucked her cock, Lady Lydia’s hand guided mine between her legs, where her wetness awaited. Her feminine scent mingled with the masculine musk, creating a heady aroma that sent my senses into overdrive.
”Faster, Sara,” she moaned, her hips bucking against my mouth. “Make me come.”
I quickened my pace, my lips and tongue working in perfect harmony as I devoured her cock. My fingers plunged into her dripping core, massaging her G-spot with expert precision.
”Oh, fuck… Sara, you’re incredible,” she groaned, her hand tangling in my hair.
The room filled with the wet sounds of my mouth and her moans, a symphony of lust and surrender. Her juices flowed freely, coating my fingers as I brought her closer to the edge.
”Sara, I’m close. Swallow every drop,” she demanded.
I tightened my throat, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked her cock deeper. Lady Lydia’s hips snapped forward, and her essence exploded into my mouth, a torrent of hot, salty pleasure.
”Mmm… yes,” I hummed, savoring her taste as I continued to stroke her sensitive cock.
”Fuck, Sara… you’re a goddess,” she panted, her chest heaving.
Pride swelled within me as I worshipped her, my body trembling with the intensity of the moment. I released her cock with a pop, my lips swollen and slick.
”Please, take me,” I begged, spreading my legs wide, offering myself to her.
Lady Lydia’s eyes glittered with lust as she reached for a strap-on, its dual shafts glistening under the soft light. “Get on your knees, slut,” she ordered.
I obeyed, positioning myself on all fours as she lined up the toy with my waiting hole. The first shaft slid in with ease, my body welcoming the intrusion. The second shaft, thicker and more insistent, stretched me open, filling me completely.
”You’re so fucking tight, Sara,” Lady Lydia growled, her voice thick with desire.
She thrust into me, her hips snapping forward as the strap-on disappeared inside me. The sensation was overwhelming, every nerve ending screaming with pleasure.
”Harder, Lady Lydia,” I moaned, my voice hoarse with need.
She slammed into me, the straps digging into my thighs as she fucked me with abandon. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, a primal rhythm that drove us both wild.
”You love this, don’t you, slut?” she sneered, her voice laced with dominance.
”Yes, Lady Lydia… I love being your toy,” I whimpered, my body trembling on the edge of release.
Her hand reached around, fingering my clit as she continued to pound into me. The combination of sensations sent me spiraling into ecstasy, my walls clenching around the strap-on.
”Come for me, Sara,” she commanded.
I screamed her name as my orgasm ripped through me, my body convulsing with pleasure. Lady Lydia didn’t stop, her thrusts becoming more urgent as she chased her own release.
”I’m close, Sara… so fucking close,” she growled.
I tightened my muscles, milking the strap-on as she slammed into me one final time. Her essence flooded my core, hot and thick, as she roared her release.
”Fuck… yes,” she panted, collapsing onto the bed, her chest heaving.
I lay beside her, my body glistening with sweat, a satisfied smile on my lips. Lady Lydia’s hand reached out, cupping my cheek as she pulled me into a deep, passionate kiss.
”You’re perfect, Sara,” she murmured against my lips.
”Only for you, Lady Lydia,” I whispered, my voice thick with devotion.
As our lips parted, I knew this was just the beginning. The night was young, and our desires were far from sated.
* * *
”Recently, Sara has been looking very good, hasn’t she? Is it thanks to that ‘friend’ of hers, I wonder?” my master murmured as he held me close, speaking like a bedtime story.
”Yeah. When I see Ms. Lena, it somehow makes me happy too,” I said.
Seeing that girl slave who loves my master as much as I do gives me a strange sense of validation—and a comforting boost of energy.
”Hmm… Hey, have you ever heard what kind of person Lady Lena’s master is?” he asked.
”Yes. I hear he is an adventurer wielding powerful magic and skilled as a pharmacist. And, just my opinion, but he seems to dote on Ms. Lena and the other slaves.”
”Really? Sounds talented. And dotes on slaves, huh… sounds like someone just like me.”
”Yes… I thought the same.”
My master’s eyes glimmered like a cat’s—clearly intrigued. There was only one thing left for me to do.
”If you want, I’d like to ask you to introduce me to Ms. Lena,” I said.
He smiled, eyes squinting.
”Thank you, Sara. Can you do that for me?”
”Leave it to me, my master.”
I’m sure Ms. Lena will say yes. I feel strangely confident. After all, if I said to her, “My master asked me to introduce you,” I’d feel proud.
”Ah, I’m lucky to have you serving me, Sara.”
He stroked my hair gently.
”I’m truly happy to serve you, my lord.”
Held by my master, I reached out and embraced the distinguished one so calm in my arms.
”Mm… thank you… shall we sleep now?”
”Yes, Lady Lydia… good night.”
”Good night.”
Finally, I gave a goodnight kiss and drifted off, holding my distinguished master close. If sadness ever visits him again in his dreams, I want to be there to comfort him right away.
Notes:
• Lydia – Sara’s master, a gentle and commanding figure possessing both male and female traits.
• Sara – The elegant and alluring owner of a mysterious shop, who has a slave background similar to Lena’s. She’s supportive and welcoming, offering a special kind of assistance.
• Lena – Female. A young slave girl in her early teens. Her appearance is emaciated with brown skin, long black hair, and grotesque scars across her face, including one that blinds her left eye. She wears a black collar and tattered clothing. Her relationship to the protagonist is that of a rescued victim. She is silent and appears to have endured severe physical and emotional abuse.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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