Chapter 13 Lewdness Of The Twin Demons, Part One※
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Turn around and show me your ass.”
Following that command, the two female cats on all fours lined up their asses in front of Charles. Their long skirts, with little flesh-colored material, sank under the force of gravity, clearly outlining the shape of their ass.
As Charles grasped their buttocks and kneaded their softness with his hands, both of them let out small gasps. Reshia, who had become aroused just by serving her master orally, and Seshia, who had completely melted from the persistent teasing of her n**ples… both emitted the unmistakable scent of a female through their skirts. Their underwear was so wet that it had lost its absorbent properties, and as Charles continued to knead, a darker black color began to spread on the black skirt from the fabric.
While kneading their buttocks as if kneading mochi, he gradually brought his hands closer and closer to the center. Then, aligning his fingers with the cleft of their buttocks, Charles swiftly rubbed the dark, wet area, causing it to spread.
”Ah”
”Ooh”
As the two voices of pleasure resound, their buttocks tremble and convulse. The two secret parts, dripping with love juice like a twisted faucet, trembled with pleasure at even the slightest stimulation.
Charles lifted up the skirt, releasing the scent of femininity into the air. Reshia’s buttocks, wrapped in seductive black panties, and Seshia’s buttocks, wrapped in pure white panties, exuding modesty. The sight of their buttocks stirred Charles’ sadistic desires, causing a crooked smile to form on his lips as he played with the garter belt. And to confirm the faucet of love fluid crawling down their inner thighs, he quickly slid down the triangular cloth that hid their secret places in one breath.
”Spread it open and show me.”
Following Charles’ command, they placed their hands on their buttocks while lying on the bed. They assumed a pitiful posture, resembling a crawling caterpillar in move, and with Charles in clear view, they grabbed their buttocks and spread them wide from left to right.
”Please take a look inside.”
”Please, take a look.”
Two obscene petals bloomed, leaving a silky thread behind. Charles admires the female petals one by one.
Reshia’s petals resemble a bewitching witch. The peach-colored vase, now tainted, seduces men as it pulsates and wriggles. It emits a bewitching aura that seems to draw them in.
In contrast, Seshia’s petals resemble a pure saint. While tightly closed, they exude an irresistible pheromone, provoking and challenging men to succ*mb.
With a sadistic smile, Charles reaches for their behinds and rubs their flesh buds vigorously with his thumbs.
”Mmm…”
”Ahh…”
Accompanied by the lewd sound of wetness, his thumbs stimulate their flesh buds, causing the two to tremble with intense pleasure. Their heightened sensitivity quickly leads them to climax, their knees trembling uncontrollably.
Yet, they do not stop exposing their mound, inviting him to penetrate. Their honeyed chambers pulsate open and closed, overflowing with new nectar that seeps down their thighs and stains their socks.
The ultimate luxury of lining up the butts of his personal maids and deciding the order in which they would be used…
Haruto would never have been able to do this until he died, a supreme moment that was only allowed to Charles.
”That’s right… Reshia, I’ll use you first.”
Charles whispered in Reshia’s ear as he stroked her buttocks. Charles’ fingers buried in the twin mounds of Reshia’s maid outfit.
”Are you ready?”
”Yes… of course.”
”Good.”
As Charles lightly tapped her buttock, Reshia inserted her own finger into her v*ginal opening, stirring it around with a squelching sound, indicating that she was fully prepared. This well-prepared opening required no time. Reshia’s v*ginal opening easily swallowed her finger.
At the same time, Seshia gripped Charles’ p*nis with both hands, spreading the pre-c*m that had been overflowing from the tip all over the shaft. By mixing her own saliva with Reshia’s love juices on top of that, Charles’ p*nis was immediately coated with a special lubricant.
In his mind, inserting his p*nis into Reshia’s v*gina brings a sense of superiority with each careful and devoted movement. So, with this, Charles, upon confirming Seshia’s departure from his groin area, positioned his erect shaft at Reshia’s v*ginal opening, gently teasing her pubic mound with the glans to ensure its placement.
The pulsating small orifice, seemingly eager for the penetration, responded in sync with the v*ginal contractions. Charles exerted force in his hand gripping her buttocks, and immediately, the buttocks and abdomen made a light, crisp sound upon contact.
”Ah, mmm, ah…”
Reshia, who had received little foreplay, readily accepted the insertion of the massive shaft into her moistened v*gina, without resistance.
”Ah, oh, ah, amazing, ah…”
Without a moment to adjust, Reshia began to moan with each thrust. The unrelenting piston motion, pulling and penetrating deeply with each upward movement of the hips, pushed Reshia’s lower abdomen from the inside with every forceful thrust to the base.
And in that rhythmic pleasure, Reshia tightly grips the sheets, but her v*ginal flesh, which wraps around the meat rod, does not try to expel the foreign object, but rather clings to it. The obedient v*gina, trained to please the meat rod, eagerly caresses it with its folds. The moist and thick flesh walls seem to remember the shape of Charles’ meat rod, fully enveloping it like a specially made sheath, pulsating in an attempt to extract his essence.
”Not bad at all. But tighten even more.”
”H-Haah, Ahh, Y-yessh… Ahh, Nnnahh”
If he vigorously spank Reshia’s trembling buttocks, her tightness improves significantly. Drops resembling pearls also scatter from the joining point where the concave and convex parts rub against each other, and sticky white threads bridge the gap between Charles’ lower abdomen and Reshia’s buttocks, creating a lewd connection.
In the dimly lit room, a trio of echoing voices, flesh sounds, and water sounds echoed. When Charles vigorously rub the meat bud as if wiping away dirt, Reshia’s body trembles intensely. The sensation of Seshia’s tongue crawling on his neck and n**ples also enhances the experience. No matter how much her ample breasts are squeezed and kneaded, they never cease to satisfy, further accelerating Charles’ hip movements.
”Ah, stop… I’m coming, I’m coming… ohh”
With an intense cry, Reshia reached her climax. At that moment, her v*ginal muscles pulsated intensely, creating vivid waves. Like a precursor to a tsunami, it seemed as if she was wringing out s*men towards her womb with her movements.
”Ah… guh”
Without resisting the exquisite pleasure, Charles ej***ated grandiosely deep within Reshia. Her body sank weakly into the sheets, and her ample breasts were pressed against the bed. However, it was only the beginning, as expected.
Grasping Reshia’s collapsed hips, Charles resumed the thrusting of his p*nis.
”Ah, ah, ah… stop, ahh, no… stop, ahh”
Forcibly engaging in a passionate union with Reshia, who was positioned as if bowing her hips, it might be more accurate to say that he was using her rather than uniting with her.
He thrust his p*nis into her convulsing v*ginal muscles, which were still spasming from her recent climax. The roles had completely reversed from the time when she was teasing his p*nis. Tormented by pleasure, Reshia writhed incessantly. It seemed that her v*gina, which remembered the shape of Charles’s p*nis, had been trained to experience exquisite pleasure regardless of the angle or roughness of his thrusts.
Reshia’s voice, which had lost all composure, rises from the pillow. Her moans are no longer those of a noblewoman; they are the cries of a woman who has been repeatedly brought to climax, her sensitive insides being ravished fiercely, and she is screaming with her voice and her flesh.
However, Reshia does not give up her service.
She is not just a maid. She is the only one given the role of a maid and a beloved mistress, the other half of a whole. No matter how fiercely she is tormented, no matter how much pleasure she is consumed by, she never forgets to clench her v*gina and serve Charles.
Charles, who has already ej***ated twice, remains erect, but he is even more sensitive now. He responds to the intense heat rising from the depths of her abdomen by thrusting his hips roughly.
”Ah… ngh, intense, amazing…”
”I’m about to climax as well.”
”Ah, intense… I love that.”
With each thrust of the hips, Reshia’s large buttocks ripple vulgarly. She lets out a seductive moan, her soft body sinking under the touch of his fingers. The sensual sound of her cries further stirs Charles desires, and he eagerly grab a hold of her breasts, which were bouncing so much that they were visible even from behind her maid outfit.
”Mmm, ah, yes…”
Reshia’s breasts are like a bottomless swamp, where his fingers sink endlessly. He roughly knead them, eliciting a voice that is neither pain nor pleasure. Her n**ples, nestled in the palms of his hands, stand firm as if to remind him not to forget about them. So, he rubs and pinch them, pulling and teasing them.
”Seshia, come here too.”
Charles grab Seshia’s arm, who was fervently mas***ing while watching her twin sister writhing in pleasure. He pulls her towards him, embracing her heated body against his right side and slowly kissing her, their tongues intertwining.
”Mmm, slurp…juicy, lick…chu, ch…ah, yes…”
Seshia enjoys being treated with care and has the imagination of a romantic comic book. So, when Charles kiss her and pet her head, her slim body shivers and becomes relaxed.
Then Charles took his private part out from Reshia’s private part. The thick liquid from both men and women covering his private part dripped out of Reshia’s private part. After releasing fluid three times, his private part became red and black, and it felt like it was going to explode, waiting for the next release.
”I’ll put it in.”
Charles held Seshia’s soft body and pushed her down on the bed, covering her, and put his p*nis deep inside her.
”Ah… Master’s, it feels so good to me, Masterrr!”
Seshia’s caring v*gina tightens little by little. The narrow walls inside provide a wonderful feeling, gripping the tip of the p*nis with a rubbery elasticity. When the tip is deep inside, the v*gina pushes back against the p*nis while keeping it warm, and on the other hand, when it comes out, it moves the folds of the v*gina and holds onto the p*nis tightly. Seshia’s caring v*gina squeezes the p*nis tightly. It held the o*nis and didn’t let go.
Contrary to the sadistic sexual pleasure indulged in until just now, this time it is a loving sexual encounter like lovers. Gentle thrusts that don’t force an orgasm, overflowing with happiness. The touch of their skin melts and clings together, radiating a heat that makes them stick.
”Oh, Mastwer, I love you, kisses… I long for you…”
Whispers of love overflow from Seshia’s mouth one after another. The legs entwined and locked around Charles’ back vividly express her emotions. They entwine their tongues and embrace each other, heightening each other’s sensuality. When Charles knead the huge flesh bags that involuntarily attract a man’s gaze and run his tongue over the hardened n**ples, Seshia trembles with pleasure and puts even more strength into the arm wrapped around her neck.
With each climax of Seshia, Charles’ p*nis is perfectly squeezed, acc*mulating that pleasure. It was only a matter of time before a strong heat was felt deep in the stomach again, seeking an outlet towards the p*nis,
”…It’s about time.”
”Mmm, yes, please… Release it inside me, master… Let it all out deep inside Seshia…”
Charles tightened his grip on Seshia’s clinging limbs, drawing strength from them. The sight of Seshia, desperately moaning in pleasure while being held tight, ignited a sadistic desire to further disrupt her. And so, Charles followed that desire and accelerated his movements. With a sensitive member on the brink of climax, he vigorously attacked the deepest parts of her, causing Seshia to contort her body in ecstasy and writhe like a shrimp.
”Ah, ah… Haah, come… Mmm, ohh…”
And as he pushed back against her resisting cervix, he thrust his glans inside, pouring every last drop of his s*men into her.
”Hot s*men… Master… inside… me…”
Seshia felt the warmth of the s*men inside her and let out a pink moan. Eventually, Charles, who had emptied himself completely, withdrew his member. With a vulgar sound, the glans emerged from its sheath, and a milky desire overflowed from the now open v*ginal opening.
And there, Charles suddenly felt a gaze on his back. Seshia, with a posture resembling a dead frog, stared at the ceiling with vacant eyes, while Reshia lay next to her, as if waiting her turn. Both of them were in front of Charles.
But that gaze had an odd sense of certainty, or rather, he felt like he was definitely being watched. Thinking that, Charles furrowed his brows and turned around.
”Oh, you’re here.”
What came into Charles’ line of sight was Satsuki, rubbing her inner thighs together and collapsing with a blushing face like a boiled octopus. Sitting with her legs apart like a young girl.
”My lord… What are you doing?”
Charles stepped down from the bed and approached Satsuki, burying his face in her neck and stroking her black hair. Enveloped in a fragrant scent like incense, he ran his tongue along Satsuki’s white neck as if to taste that fragrance.
”Please… my lord, please stop.”
In a whisper, Satsuki breathed near Charles’ ear. As he lifted his face and placed his hand on Satsuki’s cheek, he gazed into her moist, crimson eyes.
”Do you hate it?”
”No, n-not at all.”
Given Satsuki’s personality, she probably couldn’t bring herself to hate it, even if she truly did. However, there was no sign of reluctance in Satsuki’s body language. If she truly hated it, she would have placed her hand on his chest to push him away. Or if she couldn’t resist, she might have given up and done nothing. Yet Satsuki’s hand was wrapped around Charles’ back, as if pleading him not to let go.
Above all, instead of contorting in agony, Satsuki gazed back at Charles with eyes filled with anticipation, blushing all the way to her ears. Her expression was incredibly endearing, and overcome with emotion, Charles stole a soft kiss.
”Mmm…”
Next moment, Satsuki showed fierce resistance. Charles’s wing on his back was pulled, causing Charles to also be shaken and sit up while still keeping his lips apart.
Of course, Charles had no intention of forcibly capturing one of his most trusted subordinates.
”What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?”
”I-I’m sorry…”
Satsuki, who turned as red as a boiled octopus, apologized while her eyes rolled. Under normal circ*mstances, she would have jumped up and prostrated herself to the point where her forehead would scrape against the ground, but whether her thought process had short-circuited or not, Satsuki remained slumped on the ground without changing.
Despite her resistance and jumping around, Satsuki was still waiting to be prepared on the chopping board. When Charles brought his face close to her again, she reached out and touched his body on her own, but just as things were about to reach a climax, she closed her eyes and turned her face away.
From this, Char;es fully understood the current situation.
Satsuki’s setting is a samurai (mononofu) who swears absolute loyalty to Charles, whom he adores. She must have written something like ‘Oboko (unmarried woman), who dedicates all of herself to her lord, and who knows nothing about love and romance…’ In other words, Satsuki is a girl who loves Charles and can’t help but love him, but she has no idea what to do.
So Satsuki resists, not because she doesn’t like it, but because she’s embarrassed, or because she’s afraid and timid.
Charles wonders what’s going on. His p*nis was still erect, but his head was hanging down a little, as if expressing his feelings.
He doesn’t mind if he try to force himself to hold her, but he also feel bad about having to force his first night with Satsuki. That being said, even if he ease the tension little by little with words, there is still a long way to go beyond the kiss.
On the other hand, it was at that moment that he thought that if she quit here, Satsuki would be ashamed of her mental immaturity and the trouble she had caused Charles, and would end up cutting her off…
”Your Majesty”
Reshia, who had withdrawn herself by aiming at Satsuki, came to the aid of Charles, who was at a loss as to how to retract his outstretched hand. Like a mediator, she kneeled between Charles and Satsuki, gently placing her hand on top of his.
”Women have their own sense of pride. Tonight, I believe it is appropriate to grant forgiveness to Satsuki-sama.”
”Oh… a woman’s pride, huh?”
”Yes. It is a woman’s pride to purify oneself, dress in one’s finest attire, prepare one’s heart, and be in perfect condition. Especially when it comes to being embraced by Your Majesty, whom we deeply admire. It is unacceptable to climb into bed without proper preparation and show one’s sloppiness and incompetence. Even if it is Your Majesty’s command.”
”I see.”
”That is how it is.”
For Charles, who had arrogantly approached thinking he could succeed, but was unexpectedly rejected for a different reason, Reshia’s words were a lifeline that he could not ignore anymore.
”Understood. Then, you may step down for tonight.”
The truth of those words is not the issue. It would have been enough to have a reason to back down. However, it does not mean that Charles has given up, and Reshia’s words are nothing more than a suggestion to refrain today.
”Well then, Satsuki. Tomorrow night, I will once again order you to serve me.”
In an arrogant manner, like a ruler… Not inviting, not asking, just commanding. He thought it would be easier for Satsuki to accept it that way. By creating an escape route of it being an order, it would be easier to overcome the embarrassment and the feeling of being presumptuous. By gradually getting her accustomed to such acts, eventually, even in the forest, when Charles desires it, she will spread her legs.
”For tomorrow, release yourself from your duties. Prepare your heart, cleanse yourself, and wait for me in this bedroom.”
To Charles’ command, Satsuki finally prostrates herself with both hands this time, saying “Y-yes” and then raises her face after about ten seconds. As she looks at Charles’ erect member, her face blushes again, and she leaves the bedroom with unsteady steps.
In the bedroom, now only the three of them remain.
”Reshia. Do you understand?”
Charles looks at Reshia out of the corner of his eye, moistening his dry throat with brandy. She nods, indicating that she understands.
”Please discipline foolish me who spoke out of line.”
”Very well. Seshia, you too, punish your sister.”
Charles’ flesh rod is inserted. And the sound of dry flesh and intense moans begin to echo in the room once again. This pleasure continues over and over again until Charles falls asleep, exhausted.
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