Listen to My Lady’s Story Chapter 8

 My lady will face her retribution.

Now, I've decided to teach the stubborn Isabella a lesson, but let's not forget she's still the daughter of a duke. If I'm reckless, I'll literally lose my head.

So, what's the plan?

The key is not getting caught. It's that simple, isn't it?

As usual, I brewed a cup of tea for Isabella before her bedtime. Discreetly, I opened the lid of the small vial I had taken from my pocket and poured its contents into the cup.

The pale blue liquid mixed subtly with the tea, but a quick stir with a spoon made the color vanish. Satisfied that it now appeared as ordinary tea to any onlookers, I presented it to Isabella with a seemingly innocent smile.

"Hmm... I'm starting to feel a bit sleepy."

"You seem tired. Allow me to escort you to your bed, and please rest for the night."

"Very well, I shall do that...," Isabella began to say.

After a few sips of the tea,  Isabella's body swayed, and her eyelids began to droop.

Gently cradling her knees and back, I lifted her light body and laid her on the bed.

"Zzz... zzz..."

Later, after returning the tea set to the kitchen and returning to the room, I found Isabella already fast asleep, her soft snores filling the room.

Indeed, this sleep potion was top-notch, reserved for the nobility. Regardless of the person's magical abilities or anything else, using it ensured they would remain sound asleep until morning—an extraordinary substance.

By the way, what I used on Isabella happened to be the leftover supply from when I used it to Lady Maria last time.

Naturally, such a dangerous substance should be regulated, and it's officially prohibited in the kingdom and not available on the open market. However, with the Duke's connections, obtaining it was quite easy.

Furthermore, there were a few bottles of it lying around in the estate's storage, as Isabella's brother also used it frequently.

As for its purpose? There could only be one.

"Heheheh... All the grudges until now, I'll return them all to that body."

"Milady~" I gently tapped Isabella's face and called out to her, but she was fast asleep, showing no response.

Making sure of that, I discarded my jacket, climbed onto the bed, and covered Isabella.

"Mmmh... zzz..."

As Isabella lay on the bed, breathing softly and sleeping peacefully, she was completely unaware of what was about to happen to her, vulnerable in her slumber.

The girl sleeping in front of him didn't seem like the same person who had been screaming moments ago. Her beautiful sleeping face briefly caught his attention.

"Why am I doing this? I've already stared at her face enough..."

Unable to understand his own emotions, I shook my head and tried to calm down.

Right, it's Isabella we're talking about, isn't it?

Even if she's beautiful, it's not like that should matter.

Having regained my composure, I slowly reached out and touched Isabella's cheek.

"Mm..."

Her skin was smooth, well-maintained, and felt soft against my fingers, making me want to keep touching it.

Resisting that temptation, I moved my fingers lower, and this time, they brushed against her lustrous lips.

"Mm... Munch"

"...!"

As I enjoyed the softness of her lips, the groggy Isabella seemed to misunderstand something and playfully nibbled on my finger.

"Mmnn... Mwah..."

Her tongue wrapping around my fingers, almost like she was savoring an ice cream, was undeniably sensual. It made me acutely aware of the fact that there was indeed a "woman" lying right in front of me.

"Tch..."

"Mm..."

Though I couldn't quite fathom why I felt annoyed, I clicked my tongue and withdrew my saliva-drenched fingers from Isabella's mouth.

Then, as if channeling my frustration, I seized the two mounds rising and falling beneath her nightgown with both hands and began to knead them vigorously.

"Mm......Mmnh..."

Isabella didn't wear a bra when she slept, so I could feel the softness of her breasts through the thin fabric.

I became fascinated by their pliable texture and played with them like a toy in the palm of my hand.

"Hah... hah..."

The strange excitement of having the freedom to explore that proud woman's chest made my breathing grow heavier.

I wanted to see more.

Following that desire, I used trembling hands to unfasten her shoulder straps. As I forcefully pulled the garment that had snagged on the tips of her breasts, her hidden bosom bounced out and spilled over.

"....hah"

"Mmm.... zzz...."

I couldn't help but catch my breath at the sight before me.

Isabella's immaculate, white breasts, despite their size, maintained a perfect, round shape defying gravity. They gently swayed with each of her breaths.

At the tips of her breasts were rosy, untouched areolas, and in their centers were delicate, cute nipples, clearly making their presence known.

...Who would have thought that the princess of the duke's family would reveal her chest to a mere servant? It must have been beyond her imagination.

"...Mm..."

As I gently touched her breasts with both hands, my fingers sank in softly, and they seemed to envelop my entire palm with a sensation akin to suction.

I felt an excitement building up as I touched her softness, and I could hear my heart pounding. Why is it that a woman's chest never fails to captivate a man like this? 

"Haa.... haa.... haaa..."

As I embraced her breasts, lifting them from underneath and enjoying the delightful sensation of their gentle bounce, I asserted my ownership, massaging her breasts thoroughly. 

"Munch.... mmnn... mwah...."

"Mmn, ah... aah....!"

Unable to resist any longer, I began sucking on her right nipple, rolling it with my tongue as it perked up in my mouth. 

Continuing my exploration, I played with her other nipple using my fingers, and sweet moans escaped from Isabella's lips. 

She was definitely responding to my touch. 

Stirred by the fact that she was feeling pleasure from my caresses, I intensified my efforts. 

"Mmnn, uuh... Mmnah..."

As her excitement grew, I could taste a faint hint of sweat on my tongue. 

With each deep breath, the rich, intoxicating scent of Isabella's perfume mixed with her body's natural aroma filled my lungs. 

I was experiencing every aspect of Isabella with all my senses, and my arousal was almost painful as my manhood throbbed inside my pants. 

"Schlop..."

"Mmnn..... fuh..... ah... Mnnnn!"

Taking a brief break from her breast, I trailed my tongue over to her other one. 

Not only did I lick it, but I also suckled it like a hungry baby, occasionally grazing it with my teeth, eliciting sweet, unexpected moans from Isabella. 

Her adorable and unexpected sounds of pleasure only fueled my excitement further.

"Mmnn... mmnn...."

I had lost track of how much time had passed.

With a soft "pop" sound, I finally released Isabella's breast from my mouth, and her charming pink nipple had become quite swollen.

Her soft breast was now wet with saliva, and her once-white skin was covered in bite marks and love bites.

To be honest, I might have gone a bit too far. Even though magic users have impressive healing abilities, these marks might not fully heal until morning.

While mentally noting to apply some healing ointment later, I couldn't pull my gaze away from her breasts; they still held my attention.

Isabella's body was even more alluring than I had imagined, and if I continued playing with her breasts like this, morning would arrive before I knew it.

I wasn't entirely satisfied yet, but it was time to move on to the main event.

As I shifted my body downwards, a pair of long, white legs came into view.

When I touched her toned thighs, I could feel the muscles, a testament to her regular dance and training. Yet, they maintained a graceful, feminine quality.

Though I wanted to caress them, I knew it would be similar to the earlier situation.

With some reluctance, I lifted the hem of her nightgown, revealing a slender waist and luxurious black panties that added a touch of sophistication.

"Wow..."

She was wearing quite provocative underwear.

The mature lace lingerie, which could easily be seen as alluring, accentuated Isabella's charm without diminishing her elegance. It emitted an irresistible seductiveness that would tempt any man.

I was no exception, and as if drawn irresistibly, I slid my hands between Isabella's legs, gently parting them.

I noticed I was situated between her legs, which were spread wide in an "M" shape. I had just been about to closely inspect her panties when I realized.

"Oh? Well, well... Well, well, well..."

I couldn't help but smirk.

Gently reaching out to her panties, I felt a moist sensation on my fingertips.

"Kehehe... To get this wet from just playing with her breasts, Milady must be quite naughty."

This slippery liquid soaking her panties was definitely not urine or sweat. Above all, it emitted the unmistakable scent of an aroused woman.

Despite being a virgin, Isabella seemed to have quite the sensual side.

As I traced my finger along the pronounced crevice visible through her panties, I felt the dampness spreading further.

"A, aah...."

"You're quite wet, aren't you?" I chuckled, not stopping as I meticulously explored Isabella's intimate area.

Normally, I might have rushed in with any other woman, but this time, my prize was none other than Isabella. It would be a shame to devour such a delicacy hastily.

"Mmm..."

When I withdrew my fingers, coated in her thick juices, and then sucked on them, Isabella's taste filled my mouth. Just that simple act sent shivers down my spine, and I became engrossed in licking the love juices from my fingers.

"Ah..."

Yet, the amount on my fingers was limited. That exquisite nectar vanished all too quickly. Already captivated by her love juices, I turned my gaze toward Isabella's intimate area.

"Haa.... haa..."

Taking slow, deep breaths to calm my excitement, I held onto her slender legs.

With my fingers, I delicately removed her panties, revealing glistening strands of clear fluid.

After placing her panties on the bed, I opened her thighs once again, bringing me face to face with Isabella's intimate area.

"Zzz.... zzz..."

She let out soft, uneven breaths.

Her body crevice, partially covered by sparse golden pubic hair, was tightly sealed, seemingly resisting any intrusion. But it emitted a seductive scent that called out to a man.

"Glup..."

I swallowed hard and leaned in, gently using my index and middle fingers to part the folds of her womanhood. Thick love juices started to flow from within.

Isabella's exposed vagina had a beautiful pink hue, and the way the folds occasionally quivered, invitingly, was undeniably arousing.

Then, what captivated my attention the most was the ring-shaped membrane near the entrance of her vagina.

That was... Isabella's hymen.

It was proof of her purity, something only one man in the world would be allowed to break.

"Huff... huff..."

That was my limit.

Freed from the restraints of reason, I instinctively buried my face in Isabella's intimate area, savoring her love juices with audible enthusiasm.

As my tongue ventured to lap up the seemingly endless flow of her juices, it brushed against her sparse pubic hair. Parting her thicket further, my tongue delved into her warm crevice and encountered something.

"Mmm... mmm..."

The soft, elastic sensation teased by my tongue made Isabella squirm slightly in resistance.

So, this was the feeling of Isabella's hymen...

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

Excitement building, I firmly held her hips to prevent any escape attempts. While carefully avoiding rupturing her hymen, I vigorously explored Isabella's inner depths with my tongue.

Perhaps sensing her imminent limit, Isabella gradually started moaning louder.

"Slurp... slurp!"

"Ah, aah, ah, ah...!"

Driven by instinct to seek pleasure, she raised her hips, pushing her folds against my mouth.

I wrapped my arm around her waist, gripping her firm buttocks with my fingers, and greedily savored the flowing love juices.

"Ahh... ahhhh!"

The climax was sudden.

My teeth accidentally brushed against her untouched clitoris, and at that moment, Isabella reached her limit, explosively squirting in ecstasy.

Drenched in Isabella's juices, I was momentarily dazed, but as I looked at her trembling, saliva-covered face and her now soaked secret place, a sense of joy began to well up inside me.

I did it. I made Isabella climax for the first time.

Yes, I did it.

A tingling sensation coursed through me once more.

But it wasn't over yet.

As I gazed at the powerless Isabella lying on the bed, her disheveled appearance, my manhood throbbed painfully, demanding attention.

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