My lady is absolutely hooked on it
"Take care on your journey, Mistress" the servants lined up at the entrance bid us farewell.
"Thank you, I'll be back," Isabella replied.
We left the mansion, where a waiting double-horse carriage stood ready. I helped Isabella into the carriage and followed suit. After closing the door, I took a seat across from her.
The cushioned seat, adorned with opulent decorations befitting a noble's carriage, sank slightly under my weight, emitting a slight creak as the carriage began to move.
The Duke's mansion was located in the northern part of the aristocratic district, while the academy resided in the southern district, separated by the royal castle. Consequently, we had to take a circuitous route around the city, and it would be a while before we reached our destination.
"『Wind Veil』"
I had initially planned to enjoy the scenery outside the window during our journey to the academy. However, all of a sudden, a strong wind blew inside the enclosed carriage, and the curtains hanging over the windows automatically closed. Simultaneously, the bustling sounds of the town disappeared.
Isabella had cast one of her familiar spells—a magical wind barrier. Although it provided minimal physical protection, it effectively blocked all sounds from both inside and outside the carriage. It was commonly used for private conversations and discussions of confidential matters.
"Crow"
Isabella casually flicked her ring, which still faintly emitted traces of magical light. She then stood up and settled herself comfortably on my lap. The plush seat, accommodating both our weights, subtly yielded without making a sound.
"How are you feeling, my lady?" I asked while trying to divert my attention from the soft mound against my chest and the feeling of her thighs against mine.
"You already know, don't you? Hurry up and give me my usual massage" she replied.
"Of course, my lady," I responded, looking directly into Isabella's eyes, where an unmistakable flame of desire burned.
In conclusion, Isabella had developed a strong infatuation. It could have been a reaction to her prior avoidance of anything sexual, but whenever we were alone, whether in a carriage or her room, she immediately sought a massage.
Though she managed to maintain her self-control at school, in different situations, she became voracious, eagerly indulging in pleasure and leaving me drained.
"Ah..."
As I began to undress her from her pure white uniform, her chest, wrapped in light blue lingerie, was revealed. When I attempted to unhook her bra, Isabella placed her hands on my shoulders, pressing her body close to mine to make it easier for me to unhook it.
It's important to note that I hadn't taught her this; Isabella had started doing it on her own.
"Mmm... Ah... Aah..."
With an expectant gaze, Isabella let out sweet sighs as I felt the softness of her bosom in the palm of my hand. I tightened my arm wrapped around her neck, and she displayed a melting expression. Our faces were so close that we could almost kiss, and wearing such an expression was simply unfair for me.
I know it already. Isabella was simply seeking pleasure, and there were no romantic feelings involved. She probably didn't even see me as a romantic interest.
"Milady..."
"Mmm... Ah... Crow, please..."
While pushing her hardened nipples against my palm, Isabella eagerly pursued her pleasure with a flushed face.
Despite our proximity, I couldn't reach her heart. This fact was profoundly disturbing me.
"Mmm, let me see... how is this supposed to do?"
Isabella, who had somehow distanced herself, was muttering as she fumbled with my clothes, attempting to undress me.
It seemed like she was trying to undress me, but given that she had never dressed herself and always had servants do it for her, she was struggling to understand the attire.
"Um... Milady? What are you doing?" I asked.
She huffed and pouted, "You should undress too. It's not fair if only I'm showing my skin."
Finding it amusing that she was struggling, I couldn't help but chuckle, earning me an irritated glare from Isabella.
Reluctantly, I unbuttoned my butler uniform, exposing my upper body. Isabella immediately fixed her gaze on my chest, and although I was reasonably fit and had no reason to be embarrassed, being scrutinized like that made me feel a bit self-conscious.
"Hmm... Men's bodies are quite hard, aren't they? Strange..." Isabella remarked.
"Ugh... uh....."
I couldn't help but let out a soft gasp as her hand touched my chest, her fingers gliding over it as if she were examining the sensation.
While I knew she likely had no ulterior motives, the gentle touch and exploration began to draw my attention, and blood started rushing to my lower body.
"Wha....!?"
Of course, my changes were quite obvious to Isabella, who was sitting on my lap.
At first, she appeared surprised for a brief moment but quickly composed herself to act as if nothing had happened. Her face turned bright red, her movements became somewhat awkward, and it was clear she was fully aware of the situation.
With such a reaction from her, I couldn't resist the temptation to playfully tease her...
"Eek! What are you... touching my butt and all..."
While gently fondling her ample breasts with my right hand, I slipped my left hand under Isabella's skirt, softly caressing her firm buttocks. I avoided providing intense stimulation, opting instead for gentle strokes that made Isabella squirm in frustration.
"Mmm... Ahh... Ohh..."
As her desire grew, Isabella gradually started moving her hips. Her movements became more deliberate, rubbing herself against my clothed meat, seeking pleasure.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her generous bosom against my chest, and moved her entire body, attempting to indulge in pleasure. However, it was evident that she desired more than that.
"Milady, is there something specific you'd like me to do for you?"
"Uh....!"
I whispered softly to Isabella, who was right beside me, causing her to tremble slightly. Although we were embracing closely, I couldn't see her expression, but I could sense the inner conflict between her pride and desire.
"Please..."
"Apologies, Milady. Could you ask in a slightly louder voice?"
"~~~Ugh! You... with your hard... thing... just give me the massage!"
Isabella exclaimed, but her approach lacked the appropriate demeanor for making a request. It seemed necessary, as always, to remind her of her position in this context.
"No, Milady, that won't do. I've already taught you how to address this matter properly. Come on, once more, tell me precisely what you want and how you'd like it."
"Oh....."
Isabella let out a soft sigh and used both her hands to grab her well-rounded buttocks. As I continued to press my erect member gently against her lower region, she relaxed and leaned into me.
While supporting Isabella's body, I remained silent, patiently awaiting her words. Eventually, Isabella slowly started to move, placing her hands on my shoulders and raising her body. She looked directly into my eyes and spoke.
Isabella softly murmured, "Please... make me feel good with your penis..."
I chuckled and replied, "Hehe.... Of course, Milady" while observing Isabella's mixed expression, a blend of shyness, excitement, and eagerness.
In this very moment, she belonged entirely to me, and that realization briefly satisfied me.
Isabella, apparently bothered by my smile, warned, "Remember this for later..."
But beneath her words, her anticipation for what lay ahead was unmistakable.
"Is this alright?" I asked.
"Yes, please go ahead."
"Mmm... ah..."
As Isabella knelt down, I lifted the edge of her skirt. Her panties were already moist at the core. I slid my meat gently between her silky folds, feeling the soft fabric against my skin and the tightness around my shaft. It seemed Isabella was experiencing a similar sensation.
"Hnggg, ah..... Mnnn, oh, ah.... Mnn..."
Isabella seemed incredibly sensitive to even the slightest touch. She couldn't maintain her posture and ended up sitting on my lap, resting against my chest.
With her arms around my neck, Isabella pressed her chest against mine and started moving her hips slowly.
I had noticed that Isabella enjoyed the sensation of our bodies touching intimately while facing each other.
So when I wrapped my arms around her waist like this...
"Ah...! Oh, Crow, Crow!"
"Ah... Isabella..."
As she switched into a more passionate and lustful state, Isabella increased the strength of her arms and the intensity of her hip movements.
The sensation of her movements against my meat was intense, urging me to hold her tighter and thrust my hips in response.
"Ah...! Yes, yes, oh... Ahh!"
We locked eyes at such close proximity, both driven by an insatiable craving for pleasure. Isabella's seductive allure was undeniable, and I struggled to resist the urge to capture her luscious, ruby-red lips, just inches away from mine.
"Oh...! Crow, I'm... I'm about to... Ohh!"
As Isabella declared, it seemed she was reaching her limit. In response, I quickened my pace, matching her urgency. My throbbing manhood quivered, and I focused on each movement, relentlessly driving it against her moist and sensitive core.
"Ah, aaah...... I'm, cumming, hngggg!"
"Ugh!?"
Isabella reached her climax, trembling and quivering all over. As I was about to release my desires in sync with her, her lips were tantalizingly close.
I restrained my impulse to impulsively capture her lips. Instead, I leaned a bit lower, planting a kiss on her delicate white collarbone as I released my desires.
Isabella, sitting in her seat with her skirt lifted, sighed in exasperation. "Honestly, you always release so much..."
"I'm sorry"
I knelt between her legs, cleaning up the remnants of our passionate encounter. The amount was indeed somewhat excessive, even given the circumstances with Milady.
After gently wiping away the traces from her golden pubic hair with a damp towel, I helped her into a fresh pair of panties retrieved from storage.
"It's done" I announced as I stood up, just as the carriage came to a halt.
"Oh, it seems we've arrived at the academy. Let's go quickly" Isabella remarked.
"Understood" I replied, but then I realized something and paused.
"What's the matter?" Isabella asked.
"Well... I just remembered, Milady, there weren't any practical lessons scheduled for today, were there?"
"That's right, but what of it?"
In that case, I thought, perhaps there wouldn't be any harm in taking a little extra time today.
"It's not a big deal. Alright, we're done. Shall we go?"
"Well, if that's the case" Isabella replied.
I took Isabella's hand, which was now almost back to normal, and we got off the carriage.
Isabella walked ahead of me, just like any other day, gracefully making her way down the path to the academy. I followed behind her.
It was the beginning of another ordinary day, but the only thing different today was the mark I had left on her beneath her uniform. It was a marking that belonged to no one else but me.
Throughout the day, Isabella would carry the kiss mark I had given her as her own special secret.
Realizing this, a smile naturally formed on my face.
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