Chapter 97: Eileen’s Art Class (4)

I removed her panties completely. Eileen, who was lying face down, quickly looked back at me.

“Young Master? My… my panties, why…?”
“Don’t overthink it, Eileen. It’s just a massage.”

True to my word, I gently kneaded her buttocks. Plump, full of elasticity, they bounced back against my hands. The sensation was as addictive as squeezing her breasts.

I then focused my attention on massaging the area beneath her buttocks.

“Hmm! Hnn… Ugh…”

Eileen moaned at the renewed wave of pleasure. Her earlier embarrassment forgotten, she was completely overtaken by the exquisite pleasure of my massage.

Eileen had become a captive to my touch. Starting from beneath her buttocks, to her thighs, then down to the back of her knees, I focused on massaging her lower body.

No, this skillful massage was practically foreplay.

Eileen melted further into the pleasure. Lewd fluids flowed continuously from between her legs, soaking the bedsheets.

Then, my hand reached the soles of Eileen’s feet.

“Ahh…”

When fatigue builds up, even a foot massage can bring relief. Eileen’s positive reaction confirmed this. I lifted her legs slightly and began to apply pressure to the soles of her feet.

“My… my feet are dirty… Your esteemed Young Master shouldn’t… Hmm… No… Ahh…”

But I didn’t think so at all.

If I had a foot fetish, these beautiful soles would have been enough to make me cum just from a footjob. I almost instinctively brought my mouth to them.

However, every part of Eileen’s body was alluring. I wanted to enjoy other parts as well.

I finished the foot massage and placed my hands on Eileen’s back. Then, I unfastened her bra.

“It’s in the way of the massage.”

I then turned Eileen over. She revealed her completely naked body to me. Unlike her usual self, she was completely relaxed, her eyes half-closed, her breath coming in hot pants.

With each breath, her fully exposed breasts swayed slightly.

“Ha… ha… ha…”
“It’s better to relax further. That way, the effects of the massage will be doubled.”
“Yes… Master… No… Young Master… Ha…”

She almost slipped up with her title. The proud and cool Eileen had become completely submissive to my massage. I couldn’t help but grin at her desirable response.

Though Eileen didn’t seem to have the composure to notice my expression.

I continued with the next stage of my caressing, I mean, massage.

“There’s a good healing technique I learned at the Medica Order. It’s also good for a woman’s beauty, so it will be beneficial for you.”
“Yes… Thank you… Young Master… Ugh?!”

What I was about to try was similar to a modern lymphatic drainage massage. And the areas this massage targeted were exquisite.

The collarbone, armpits, and the groin. Eileen would find it relaxing, but these areas also happened to be places where I could indulge my own desires.

I began by lightly massaging her beautiful collarbone. Eileen couldn’t suppress her cute sounds at the pleasurable sensation.

“Ahh! Hmm… Unng…♡ Ahhh…”

Next, I lifted one of Eileen’s arms and stretched it out. Her pristine armpit was exposed. As I lightly massaged it, Eileen writhed.

“Hnn?! There… No… It’s embarrassing!”

But her voice was more of a playful protest than a genuine refusal. Unable to resist any longer, I brought my lips to her armpit. Eileen was startled.

“Hnn?!”

I savored the smooth skin with my tongue. It was slightly salty, but mixed with Eileen’s fragrant scent, it tasted intensely of a precious female.

“No… No… Ahh… Ahh…”

Eileen twisted and turned, letting out a mix of cries that were hard to distinguish between pain and pleasure.

I thoroughly tasted her smooth armpit. If I continued, I might develop a new fetish, so good was the taste. But this was a part of Eileen I hadn’t yet explored.

So I didn’t stimulate it too much and slowly moved downwards. The remaining area was the groin, the so-called Y-zone.

I began to massage the fleshy area of the Y-zone triangle. This area was extremely close to Eileen’s sensitive parts.

Eileen’s reaction changed dramatically.

“Th… there!! It’s dirty… I’m embarrassed… Master… No… Young Master… Your precious hands… on my… dirty place… Ugh!!”

Eileen, extremely embarrassed, squeezed her legs together. It was a desperate attempt to resist my touch.

But if I could stop after seeing her reaction, I wouldn’t be a man.

I continued to tease her, kneading the flesh that had become even plumper from her squeezing. And even with her thighs tightly pressed together, the upper part of her vulva was still visible.

I focused on that enticingly exposed flesh with my fingertips.

“Hnn!! Ugh… Unng… Ahhh…”

Eileen desperately resisted again. Not my touch, but the waves of pleasure that were overwhelming her.

But I diligently massaged the flesh with most of my palm, while using my index finger to target her sensitive spot. As I pushed my thumb deeper, it touched her clitoris.

“Ahh!”

Eileen finally succumbed. Without even spreading her legs, without fully exposing her intimate parts, she came from my touch.

Her waist bucked as she reached her peak.

“No… No… Something’s coming out…!! Kyaa!”

Gush Spurt

Eileen’s fountain show stimulated my lust intensely. Her hips bucked up and down as she gushed.

At the same time, the satisfaction of making Eileen submit with just my hands filled me with immense pleasure.

And Eileen, who had sprayed her lewd fluids all over her dear Young Master’s hand. Despite this transgression, her eyes, glazed over from her climax, didn’t regain their focus.

She looked dazed from the pleasure and the afterglow of her orgasm. Her eyes were unfocused. But Eileen’s relaxed expression, usually so cool and composed, was even more alluring.

It was a seductive look that no man with a penis could resist. I could no longer control my raging Tyrant.

I pulled my pants and underwear down to my knees and knelt closer to the bed.

My monstrous dick sprang forth, asserting its presence. I brought my massive member close to Eileen’s face, as she continued to pant.

I couldn’t suppress the sudden impulse. I had intended to serve Eileen today, but she was too beautiful and seductive.

My overflowing lust unconsciously guided my dick towards Eileen’s mouth.

“Ha… Young Master… Dick… Wonderful… Magnificent dick…”

But Eileen didn’t refuse. Instead, seeing my swollen Tyrant, she let out a breath of ecstasy and excitement, and gently grasped it.

“I like… everything about Young Master… Ha… Dick too… I like… Young Master’s scent…”

Eileen turned her supine body to the side. Now facing my dick directly, she caressed its shaft with both hands.

Squeeze Stroke

Her slender, long fingers moved lewdly over the shaft. Then, she formed a hand-vagina with her palm and began to stroke it back and forth.

The sensation of the handjob sent shivers of pleasure down my spine. But Eileen didn’t stop there. The pre-cum that had welled up from caressing Eileen, and now from receiving a handjob, dripped from the tip.

Eileen stuck out her tongue and licked it up. The sensitive tip of my urethra tingled, sending jolts through my body.

“Lick Slurp Suck Haa *Mmm…”

Then came the fellatio. Like sucking on a round lollipop, Eileen took my glans into her mouth.

Moving her head back and forth, she sucked on it with the oral vagina she had created. The pleasure almost melted my glans.

But Eileen didn’t stop there. She teasingly wrapped her tongue around my glans, amplifying the pleasure severalfold.

If I let my guard down for even a moment, I would cum. But I tightened my lower abdomen, holding back the urge. Eileen’s mouth was too exquisite to cum from such a light blowjob.

I matched Eileen’s rhythmic sucking. I moved my hips slightly back and forth, letting her mouth reach further down my shaft.

Her pink lips grazed my dick repeatedly. Her slightly unfocused eyes. The deadly visual stimulation made it feel like actual penetrative sex.

“Slurp Suck *Ooh… Ooh…”

Eileen responded by increasing the suction in her mouth. I stopped moving my hips and let her take the lead.

As if my dick was too delicious, Eileen increased the speed of her sucking. She gripped the base of my shaft with one hand, while the other gently teased my balls.

“Slurp Suck Haa *Slurp…”

As expected, Eileen knew my dick best. I couldn’t hold back any longer against the overwhelming urge to cum inside her skillful oral vagina.

I gently hold Eileen’s head and unleashed a torrent of cum into her mouth.   🖼️

Spurt Spurt Spurt

Eileen’s lewd appearance had made my raging tyrant twice as excited as usual. The torrent of cum gushing through my urethra was different from usual.

Gulp Gulp Gulp

But Eileen didn’t refuse the flood of semen. She swallowed every drop. Slightly surprised, I slowly withdrew my dick.

Even after I finished cumming, the remaining cum that spurted out ended up coating Eileen’s face white.

“Ha… Ha… Young Master… You’re… vigorous today…”

Eileen looked even more satisfied with my powerful ejaculation. She sucked the remaining cum from the tip of my dick, cleaning it thoroughly.

Once she was done, I took a towel from the bedside and wiped Eileen clean.

“I haven’t… served you for a few days… so it worked out well… Are you satisfied… Ha… Master… No, Young Master…”

She asked me if I was pleased, even while panting. A truly devoted maid. Even in the post-coital clarity, Eileen looked incredibly sweet.

Her short black hair, and her brown eyes that met mine, looked so lovely.

But I didn’t give Eileen the answer she wanted.

“No. I’m not satisfied.”
“I… Is that so? Then I’ll serve you better next time… Ah!”

I pushed Eileen, who was trying to sit up, back down onto the bed.

“No. You don’t need to serve me again. Today was the day I was going to satisfy you. But I ended up being satisfied first, which isn’t right. Isn’t this insufficient, Eileen?”
“N… No! The massage earlier was more than enough… I’ve been too presumptuous with Young Master…”
“Be quiet, Eileen. All you need to do today is rest and relax. So, from now on, I will serve you.”
“Y… Young Master?! Ah!”

I spread Eileen’s legs. Her wet, pink vagina was revealed.