Chapter 15

My bottom quivered with instinct.

Riorem must have seen it. Wordlessly, he slapped my arse.

His palm slapped repeatedly over the flesh of my buns,

and with each stroke, my juices splashed back and forth.

Finally, Riorem laughed.

‘Do you get wet when I spank you this hard? I don’t know if I should call it cocky or lustful.’

As he spoke, his cock stood erect and throbbing, threatening to pierce the skin of my stomach.

The inside of my legs tingled every time his cock poked into my lower belly.

What had started as a tingling sensation had slowly turned into a tension that spread throughout my body, and I felt like I was about to climax, even if it was just a little.

‘I don’t like that.’

I wasn’t ashamed of wetting my pussy with a spanking; it was just one more way to feel pleasure.

But I didn’t want to go this way.

Ever since I came here, I’d been suffering from a lack of desire, not a need.

It wasn’t that I couldn’t satisfy my needs.

But it wasn’t enough.

The stimulation of his hands and tongue wasn’t enough for me, a woman who knew how to take pleasure in the crushing of my womb.

So what’s the pleasure of being spanked?

Instead of bursting the heat building in my lower belly, it only makes it hotter.

‘Mmm, mmm, mmm.’

I gasped, burying my face in the duvet.

The sight I’d seen earlier kept coming back to me, the hideous outline of his form-fitting trousers, his gaping hole throbbing with desire.

A trickle of pent-up juices dripped from it.

Watching, Liorem stopped spanking my arse.

His breath poured from his palm over my bare bottom.

‘I don’t think this is going to be enough punishment.’

Liorem muttered in a low voice.

At the same time, something burrowed between my legs.

‘Aaaah!’

Screamed at the foreign sensation.

Something hard and elongated invaded my heavily medicated vaginal walls, and began to probe inside.

A searing shudder ran through my lower half.

I climaxed in an instant. Riorem was already familiar with the inside, but I had already pushed myself to the limit.

‘Whoa, whoa, haaa,’

my vaginal walls spasmed incessantly.

I winced and flinched as I squeezed against his fingers.

All the while, Liorem’s finger didn’t stop.

In fact, it became more insistent, rubbing against the vaginal wall beneath my clitoris.

Soon, an angry heat spread through my vaginal wall.

The buoyant sensation that had begun in the same place again enveloped her entire body.

She climaxed three times in quick succession.

But Riorem didn’t stop.

I could see his intentions now.

He had spanked my arse enough, and now he wanted to tame me as he had always done.

‘You’re going to make me stand up like this.’

Even in my hazy consciousness, I could still feel the flesh poking me in the stomach.

Liorem’s cock, which had been poking at my navel earlier, was now close to my lips. It had shifted slightly.

Every time I instinctively fled from the pleasure, Liorem grabbed my thighs and pulled me down.

After a few repetitions, my upper body was now straddling Riorem’s lap.

‘Almost chest to chest,’

flashed through my half-formed mind.

Without further thought, I pushed myself down.

The bulging waistband of my trousers scraped against the gap between my teeth.

At the same time, Riorem’s fingers stopped thrusting inside me.

I don’t know what he was doing, but he must have realised that it was strange for me to be moving on my own after the grunting pain.

I immediately flattened myself down.

My nipples rubbed hard against the bulge in my trousers..!”

Riorem swallowed hard.

At the same time, the pole nestled between my breastbones throbbed.

I rubbed my chest with my weight.

It hurt a little as the jewelled buttons cut into my chest, but I held it in.

I squeezed my chest like that for a moment.

Then something hot spurted out.

A lava-like eruption of cum soaked my breasts and Liorem’s trousers, and then it dripped down onto the mojarra bed.

Thud.

The hand inside me fell to the bed.

I could feel my mangled cunt gurgling and spitting out my juices.

‘I want to come.’

A hoarse whimper escaped between my lips.

“Not your fingers or your tongue. This.”

“You want it in, too, don’t you?”

To be this squirmy with just a chest rub.

I poked at the cum pooling on the sheets.

“It was so thick, more like a solid than a liquid.”

Then Liorem muttered in a low voice.

“What did you say, Riorem?”

“How do you put something so filthy in there!”

“Mmm?”

I turned to look at Riorem.

But Liorem was faster.

He jumped up from his seat and ran the shortest distance to the door

, knocking over tables, chairs, partitions, and everything else in his path.

Kudang, kudang, kudang.

The sound of something falling continued after Liorem went to my room.

He ran away and didn’t return until late at night.

As he was washing my body, I asked him

what had happened earlier, but I couldn’t get any answers.

After that day, he stopped bothering me all night.

He also spent a lot less time with me directly.

I now have another servant,

, who helps me with meals and simple chores.

‘It’s funny to be taken in as a bedroom slave and then be served,’ I thought as I watched the maid carefully wrap a cloth around my head and chin.

I had more time to myself, but also more restrictions. I was still on a leash

and had to wear a cloth covering whenever Riorem was away.

‘Now he doesn’t even come in anymore.’

The flowers in the vase still changed regularly.

But now, instead of coming to change them himself, the boy would leave the freshly cut flowers at the door

. This maid would then change them.

I watched the maid’s face in wonder.

The maid Teumesa had chosen was the only one allowed to enter the room.

What a choice she had made. The maid didn’t answer

anything I asked her. She didn’t ask me anything either.

This despite the fact that I hadn’t eaten in two days.

‘Are you going to report to Lorem now that I haven’t eaten a piece of bread today?’

‘Tell him I will eat if he brings it himself and we eat together.’

After two days, the maid’s expression didn’t change, and she concentrated on draping a veil over the top of the cloth, completely covering my eyes.

When she was finished, she spoke up.

‘Is there anything else you need?’

‘Yes, sir.’

The maid bowed low.

I watched as she disappeared with the tray containing the meal. Probably go report to Riorem as soon as you put that

away.

From then on, it was up to Riorem. To the man who was lusting after me enough to make me cum

just by touching his chest, but who couldn’t admit it and ran away.

‘I hope he comes back soon… He probably won’t be back until dinner. Because he did it every time?

Kiiiiiind.

But then, contrary to my expectations, I heard the door open on the other side of the partition,

very slowly and cautiously.

‘Who is it again this time?’

I craned my neck and looked towards the door.

Surely it wasn’t Lorem, he wouldn’t have faced the situation so quickly, and he wouldn’t have had to open the door so

loudly.

As I suspected, it was a woman in a maid’s uniform who appeared from the other side of the partition.

I recognised her immediately. It was one of the maids

who washed me the first day I came to this manor.

Her face was featureless, but unmistakable. The way she brushed her hair was as unmistakable as her plain face, for she was a woman who was not on my brother’s

side.

In her hand, she held a small knife.

It was small enough to kill a chicken, of course, but my neck is more fragile than a chicken. If that thing

pierced me, I’d be dead in a heartbeat.

The maid, seeing that I was awake, whispered low.

‘Be quiet, and you won’t get hurt.’

It was a cheeky threat, not a calm one.

I glanced at the maid’s hand. Even though she was pointing a knife at a person,

her hand didn’t tremble.

Apparently, this was not the first time she had entered Liorem’s room in this way, nor the first time she had “worked”

in his absence.

“But… You don’t seem to have hurt anyone.’

The maid, blade in hand, slowly approached the bed.