Chapter 391: The Last Supper (2)1.

    Countess Yesod knelt on the cold floor without a cushion, still wearing her shoes.

    Her dress, now taken off, was neatly folded beside her.

    On top of it, a generously sized bra, laced panties, and high heels were arranged like decorations.

    Meanwhile, Siwoo lounged on the sofa, fully dressed, with his cock hanging out of his unzipped pants.@@@@

    The countess, not allowed to wear even a single thread of clothing, rested her hands neatly on her thighs, diligently bobbing her head back and forth.

    -Sluuurp... Smooch... Slurp... Schluuup...

    Nothing else could display the inequality in their positions better.

    Her plump lips wrapped softly around his shaft as her tongue flicked and swirled over his glans.

    The countess, unable to meet Siwoo’s eyes, was wearing a mix of embarrassment and excitement on her face as she diligently applied her lip gloss to his shaft.

    Painting his member with the mix of her saliva and melted lip gloss.

    Actually, Siwoo never thought she’d give in this easily.

    He was worried that he might have pushed her too far, hence why he was so impressed by her eager response.

    “Try taking it deeper.”

    -Pause.

    Hearing that, the countess’ movements stopped.

    Did I go too far...?

    Worried, Siwoo asked himself that, but then her eyes fluttered before she obediently took his cock deeper into her mouth...

    And turned the whole action into an almost throat-clenching deep fellatio.

    The soft flesh of her mouth—the thing he had never experienced before—rubbed against his glans with renewed vigor.

    “Schluuup... Guh...ooo...mmnn...”

    Her hair, styled in an elegant chignon, was neatly pulled back.

    As if struggling for breath, her brows furrowed in a beautiful arch. Even so, her lips stayed tightly wrapped around his shaft.

    With every movement she made, her chest gently jiggled.

    It didn’t take too long. Siwoo could barely hold back anymore.

    He wanted to become one with her.

    “Enough.”

    “Pwaah... Cough... Cough...!”

    The countess then pulled away, delicately covering her mouth with her hand as she turned her head, coughing lightly.

    Even in such a simple act, her grace shone through. Needless to say, to have kneeling naked before him as she gave him oral service, was a sight to behold.

    Although he told her to stop, this wasn’t the end of today’s roleplay.

    “Oh dear....”

    He tossed out a playful comment to move the scent forward. The countess then asked hesitantly.

    “What’s wrong, Mr. Siwoo? Did I hurt you with my teeth?”

    “Why don’t you take a look yourself?”

    To that, she turned her gaze to his towering erection.

    A ring, smeared of her own lip gloss—marking how far she had taken him in—entered her view. It was a visible reminder of how much effort she put into that particular action.

    “Your makeup’s made a mess of it, Countess.”

    “Ah...”

    “Looks like it needs some cleaning.”

    According to the novel he skimmed through a while ago, making her do this wouldn’t even reach 50% of the intensity.

    Now, how would she react?

    “I-I’m sorry... W-What should I do?”

    Her first reaction was hesitation.

    She brushed her hair with her fingers as her eyes darted nervously.

    Seeing this, Siwoo pushed a little further, hammering the point home.

    “Since it was you who made this mess, Countess, I think it’s only fair if you were to clean it up with your body. You know what I mean, don’t you?”

    The countess nodded slightly before slowly standing up.

    “I-I’ll clean it for you.”

    “And how do you plan to do that?”

    “W-With...with m-my...my hole...”

    Siwoo’s tone carried a cocky, almost playful arrogance as he watched her.

    “Whose? Where?”

    “M-Mine... I-I mean... C-Countess Lucy Yesod’s...p-pussy...”

    After a little bit more hesitation, Countess Yesod finally spoke the crude words—just like what she wrote  in the novel. Her head was hanging low in embarrassment as she stared at her toes.

    Her hands, clasped awkwardly in front of her with no place to put them, made her look like a child getting scolded.

    In truth, this kind of role-play was usually hard to pull off without a little alcohol.

    Because it was easy for the cringe factor to kick in and ruin the mood.

    But with the way the countess reacted—with her lips tightly pressed together as her naked body trembling slightly—it was easy to forget those thoughts and got completely immersed in the play.

    In this moment, Mommy Yesod was nothing more than Siwoo’s obedient slave.

    Now, how far can I push this, hm?

    “First thing first. I’m going to check it out. Come closer.”

    “Mr. S-Siwoo... I’m a little scared...”

    Siwoo’s pants and shirt were completely soaked. When he was done with this, he’d need to immediately throw them straight to the wash.

    “Tsk, tsk. You made a mess again...”

    “Sniff...sob... I-I’m sorry... M-Mr. Siwoo...”

    “Bad girls need to be punished. You know that, don’t you?”

    He said such words, probing her reaction, just to make sure.

    And the countess’ answer to that was...

    “...Punish me...please...”

    A straight yes.

    3.

    Like a piece of meat being prepared on a cutting board, the countess lay on the table at waist height.

    She hooked her arms behind her knees and spread her legs wide, adopting a vulgar position where Siwoo could see everything that she normally should hide.

    Naturally, this was under Siwoo’s command.

    Her eyes, excited with anticipation, shaking with fear, and soaked with lus, were staring at Siwoo.

    “Seriously, leaking all over the place like that. What are you, a baby? It seems like I need to train you.”

    Siwoo stood in front of her, looking down at her fully exposed pussy.

    Her plump mound looked even more plump from this angle, glistening with her own juices.

    Siwoo’s chosen object for the punishment was the countess’ juice release switch.

    Her engorged, swollen clitoris.

    “Are you ready? Don’t change your position, even for a single inch.”

    Siwoo had been wanting to try this ever since the first time he saw it.

    It was the first time he had ever seen a clit so prominent, round, and pretty.

    Siwoo gathered energy in his fingers as if playing alkkagi1.

    The countess, still didn’t know about what was coming, followed his fingers with a confused gaze.

    “I’ll only hit this part.”

    “Huh...?”

    It was only when his hand hovered over her spread legs, right above her exposed pussy...

    When it finally clicked for her what was about to happen.

    “W-Wait, wait, wait! M-Mr. Siwoo! If you do that...! Gyaaaahhh...!”

    Unfortunately for her, it was too late.

    Siwoo already flicked her clit with a sharp snap, prompting her to arch her back, as she let out a piercing scream

    At the same time, her juices squirted out wildly, as if she was peeing.

    “Aaahh...! Aaahh...! Haaa...! Nnnng...!”

    The countess trembled uncontrollably, clutching the back of her knees with a tight grip.

    But she wasn’t holding her legs on purpose.

    Her muscles were just being tense at that moment, and she was unable to let go of her grip because of that.

    “Haa...haaa...huuu...!”

    Her slightly gaping pussy twitched and convulsed.

    Following that in the same beat, her clit and lower lips pulsed in spasms, over and over.

    The previously clean table was now soaked in her juices.

    What the hell, this reaction is way too intense, no?

    Like, I didn’t even hit her that hard...

    Nevertheless, the role-play wasn’t over yet.

    “You seem to be enjoying this way too much, Countess.”

    “Hah...ah... M-Mr. S-Siwoo... T-This... This is too much...”

    “No can do. Nine more times to go, so...”

    As he said that, he dished out another flick to her swollen clit, not showing even a shred of mercy.

    “Kyaaaaaagh...!”

    This time, her arms went slack and she was about to let go of her legs. But, Siwoo managed to tie them firmly to keep her in place just in time with his ribbon.

    “You didn’t even say you were going to cum this time, huh?”

    -Thwack!

    “Kyaaah...! S-Stoooop! M-Mr. Siwoo...! I-I did it...! I came...!”

    -Thwack!

    “P-Please...! O-One second...! L-Let me rest for o-one second...! Kyaaah...! Haa...haaa... I-I...came again...just now—!”

    -Thwack!

    “Haah...aahhh...! Kyaaah...!”

    Siwoo actually hit her more gently with each strike, but for some reason, her reaction only became more and more intense.

    With each strike, came an orgasm that grew more intense as multiple of them overlapped.

    However...

    -Thwack!

    “Nnghh...!”

    After the final flick, her body convulsed violently before going limp.

    The overwhelming pleasure made her fuse blown.

    1. It''s a Korean board game. Think of caroom, but you''re using a go board and pieces instead. The relevant part of it in this sentence is that you''re playing it by flicking the pieces with your fingers.