Irene sat leaning against the chaise and gulped. Even though the weather wasn't that hot, a fever of sorts rose and her face flushed. At the end of her fixed gaze was a large woman, lying on the floor in her room alone, in this detached, abandoned house.
'Should I say it? Or not?'
She had been anxiously deliberating this for so long while chewing on her lips that they were in tatters like a wet rag.
Irene wasn't one to think complicatedly. But this dilemma troubled her. She didn't expect that she would think this much about this problem. She couldn't do this or that, and she felt like she was going crazy because she was so extremely frustrated.
No matter how deeply Irene breathed in and out, she didn't feel better. The tightness in the corner of her chest did not subside.
"Master?"
Perhaps surprised by her heavy and audible breathing, a shaggy brown-haired woman raised her face and carefully looked at Irene. Her clear reddish-hazel-auburn eyes were quivering finely with anxiety. She looked like a nervous puppy, which did not fit with her distracting size.
'Whew. What was I thinking? As expected, let's not do it. Let it go.'
Irene waved her hand as if it were nothing. The woman, who was slowly blinking with a bewildered expression, soon looked relieved.
'How could I, with a child like that....?'
The moment she encountered her innocent eyes that knew nothing, Irene felt like she became the world's worst trash.
As expected, it was something she shouldn't have even thought about. No matter how brazen she was, she still had moral standards to perceive that much. Therefore......
I know I can't-I know I shouldn't-yes, I know it very well.......
'It's thick and looks very soft.''
Irene's regard was one of sexual tension and attraction.
Once she was conscious of them, she couldn't take her eyes off the woman's red lips. When she thought of what those lustful lips could do, her reason melted; her half-witted, gullible expression with her long tongue between her pillowy open lips.....
'I can't see it. You've finally gone crazy. Utterly insane.'
Irene shook her head harder to shake off her impure thoughts. As expected, it was useless.
Her desire to cross the line kept shaking her resolve dangerously, her lips and mouth dried up. She felt like she was going to die if she did this and die if she didn't-her stomach was burning to a char.
'Who cares? Lisa won't even know what she's doing. Whatever I ask her to do, she will obey saying 'yes, master.''
Irene made a discovery about herself today. She knew she was shameless, but she didn't know that her morals were so flimsy. When the inner devil whispered to her in earnest, Irene easily blamed Lisa for all her anguish.
'You shouldn't have looked like that.'
Well, partly yes. If Lisa had just been a little uglier, she wouldn't have had to worry about this at all. No matter how deprived she was, it was not the kind of thing she wanted to entrust to an ugly woman.
Actually, Lisa was completely Irene's taste.
It might have been hidden in her randomly cut, messy hair and stupid expression... so she hadn't noticed until now- but when she took a closer look, all her features were so perfect that it was burdensome.
She had such a strikingly handsome face that she won't starve to death if she just went to any town square and stood there.
Also, she was so tall that it was difficult to make eye contact. Even if Irene talked to her for any length of time her neck seized up, so she had taught her to always sit down or kneel in front of her. It was inevitable for her precious neck health.
'I don't think it was to that extent when I was younger.......'
Of course, she was big when she was younger, but it was within the normal category. It was never so much that one could not distinguish whether she was a person or a bear.
What did she eat by herself while she was not watching that made her so huge in the meantime? It wasn't possible, but just by looking at her size, she looked like a person who only ate meat for three meals a day.
What was even more surprising was that it was hard to find fat on that large body.
She was donning a small blanket and unintentionally showed off hidden skin that Irene noticed with a glance.
Even though she had never seen another woman's body. She spotted muscles that stretched elastically on her thick chest and abs that split into pieces and dented in various areas that didn't look ordinary by any means.
Perhaps that's why Lisa is strong and good at everything she did with her body. Of course, it took a lot of effort to teach her at first, but the outcomes were never poor.
Why didn't I notice before?
Come to think of it carefully, it seemed illegal that she had not recognized such a precious gemstone by her side. Blaming herself for her narrow-mindedness, Irene shook her head again.
'No, what would you have done if you knew?'
Irene had never thought of Lisa as a woman. To be honest, it hadn't been long since she thought of her as a person. So it was natural that she didn't think anything of it even after seeing that great face and figure.
'I should've kept doing that... That would have been better.'
Irene let out a bitter sigh again.
'Why are you so naive?'
Lisa, who has a perfect appearance, was actually a little lacking. Not just a little, but a lot..... she was a little less understanding than others and clumsy, but it was never to the point that she was 'dumb as a dog' like the rumors. However, thanks to this, she was very naive. To the point where she would be perfect for Irene to use.
Was it because we spent our childhood together?
Far from speaking in front of others, she hid to the point where one could not even see her shadow but followed Irene blindly. No matter what she asked her to do, she never complained, and no matter how frivolous she was, she easily accepted.
So, it was clear that Lisa would follow no matter what Irene said.
And since it's something you do with your body, you'll do well if I just teach it.....
'No, Irene. No-No matter how blind you are with lust, you can't do that.'
Jace's Note: The original pronouns for Lisa's character were actually he/his/him, but I wanted to try something new and change them to she/her/hers for this story. It seems to take a lot more effort and time, so I might go back to using the original pronouns for future adaptations.
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Master, May I Suck It Up? (Lisrene)
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