Master, May I Suck It Up? (Lisrene)

Chapter 12

'If this keeps up like this, isn't it dangerous?'

It clearly felt amazing, but it was such a strong stimulus that Irene wondered if she could do this. Each cell became sensitive as if it were reborn. To the point where she was trembling from touching her breath.

"Master. A lot of poison came out."

Lisa's voice was full of pride. Her red tongue slowly licked the fluid flowing down her forearm. After licking her fingers, she spread apart Irene' knees, which were still convulsing, and dug into between her legs.

"Ahh."

'What is this?!'

Lisa's tongue, which she thought she had gotten used to, seemed unfamiliar, perhaps because she became more sensitive after her peak.

'I think it's hotter and more rough than usual.'

The already crumpled sheet was rolled up and clenched in Irene's hands, her knuckles turning white. Lisa would stop if Irene told her to, but she didn't want to stop her at all. Rather, Irene lifted her ass hoping Lisa would lick her more.

"Ha... ha..."

Lisa buried her face deeply and sucked Irene from underneath. Lisa filled Irene's entrance, licking it out with her hot tongue and found the swollen clitoris that was about to burst and massaged it. Perhaps because Irene became sensitive, her senses were as clear as possible, as if she could see it all even with her eyes closed.

"Ohhh mmm."

There was a series of scary climaxes. Irene was almost out of her mind because of the overwhelming pleasure she got from Lisa licking and sucking on her, making her contract and chew with firecrackers going off in her mind. Her vision, which had been repeating flashing like lightning, darkened for a moment.

Finally she reached her limit.

"Master, poison is really sweet."

Looking down at Irene, who had fell asleep while trembling with uncontrollable pleasure, Lisa unhurriedly licked her lips.

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Everything was fine. Indeed, everything was going well, but the problem was the lewd Irene's body.

"Lisa..."

"Yes, master."

"Can't you stop looking at me now?"

The ritual of Lisa staring between Irene's legs occurred without fail whenever Irene took a bath, made Irene more and more uncomfortable.

"I must be really crazy."

Lisa was just following the procedure as usual, blinking her innocent eyes, but Irene's rationale seemed to be paralyzed by the fact that she felt her entrance was flinching and something felt like it was about to pour out.

Irene almost reached out and pulled Lisa's head out of the impure desire to lick her tongue between her red lips.

'With just one gesture, you could reach the place you love so much....'

Irene, who was smacking her lips, shook her head.

I'm going insane.

Irene felt guilty with the thought that she couldn't control herself. Every time she thought it would be the last-the very last time, and she shouldn't use innocent Lisa again. Yet she was addicted to unnerving pleasure and called Lisa every day and shivered.

'Is it safe to have such an obscene body?'

She had become accustomed to Lisa's thick and hard fingers and soon couldn't be satisfied with only two. At least three fingers had to come in to comfort her prickly stomach. Sometimes she found herself shaking her hips and ass because even that wasn't enough.

'It's a relief that Lisa doesn't know anything. If it were someone else, they would point fingers at me for being lewd. No, I wouldn't have been able to do this with a normal person.'

Honestly, Irene's body always heated up under the pretext of Lisa's innocence and wanting new and stronger provocations.

'Let's stop it.'

Irene knew it well herself. That the time to give up this dream-like pleasure was approaching. The way she looked for Lisa as if she were in heat every moment was abnormal and unethical, no matter how generously she reasoned with herself.

Especially since these days, Irene and Lisa communicated to some extent, Irene's guilt grew bigger and bigger. Contrary to the rumors, Lisa was not such a frustrating fool, rather she was a sincere hard worker once she learned something and was diligent.

Lisa was just so naive to not suspect a master who never died with 'poison' constantly gushing from a naughty place out of nowhere, everyday-sometimes twice a day.

'So to such a child I can't.......'

The worst person she knew now was herself, who manipulated the nice, sincere, innocent, and poor Lisa.

'It's really over now. Right. I should never use this innocent and cute Lisa for my filthy desires again. I'm so bad there would be nothing for me to refute if I was dragged into hell right now. I will never make Lisa do anything weird anymore!'

As soon as Irene nodded her head with determination. Lisa who had been looking between Irene's legs for a long time, lightly brushed against her labia with her finger.

"Master. Poison came out again. I'll suck it up after the bath."

It sounded like she was going to serve not only a meal but dessert too. With those lightly said words, Irene's heart began to pound loudly.

'This is really, really the last time. Just one last time!'

Irene was going to go to hell at this rate, it was impossible for her to go to heaven anyway because of all the sins she had already committed.

'If you're going to hell, wouldn't it be better to taste heaven one last time?'

"Mhm. Alright."

Irene had forgotten her previous resolution and prayed that her bath would be over quickly. Very, very desperately.