Master, May I Suck It Up? (Lisrene)

Chapter 22

Should she have said more while confessing her sin? The desire to fall into a hole and die, regret, and her low self-esteem collided causing Irene to shout.

"So, you lied to me because you were curious what it would feel like to have someone go down on you after you read your book?"

"Huh? Uh ..."

Lisa's voice changed instantly. The dull, soft, slow slurred, but pleasant voice promptly took on a bleak and cool gleam. At the same time, there was a simmering heat boiling up from its depths.

'By the way, did I mention the book? I don't think I did.....'

Even after answering unexpectedly, Irene's eyes fluttered in embarrassment. After tilting her head and quenching her dry lips, Lisa rummaged through Irene's drawer and bed angrily.

'What are you doing? Could it be that you feel this is not enough? That can't be.'

It was only small jewels, but it was worth enough for a commoner to buy a small house, play and eat for the rest of their life.

Irene licked her lips wondering how to tell Lisa that this was quite expensive, as Lisa snatched a thin book that she found deep under the bed.

It was the same book that had Emma running out to look for her boyfriend in the middle of the night, and Irene called Lisa to do something bad.

There was a bookmark in it because Irene hadn't managed to read it all yet. Whenever she had tried to read it, her lower abdomen ached and Lisa was called, so she couldn't finish it. The bookmark had always remained on the same page since that day. Thanks to this, Lisa, who easily found the wrinkled pages as if time was burning, began to read the type in a languid voice:

"He buried his lips in her pussy. When he stretched out her delicate flesh and licked her labia which no one had touched before, and when he rubbed his white tooth against her clitoris her back bent like a crescent moon. She shed tears of joy. Even if she died right at this moment, she had no regrets. A heaven, which she would never feel again in her life, unfolded under her. Two breaths elicited at their climax intertwined under the darkness......."

'Oh my. She must be crazy. How could you read that out loud?'

Irene closed her eyes and covered her ears in embarrassment. Then she opened her eyes and looked at Lisa.

"You... You! Did you know how to read?!"

It was a stupid question.

'You just saw it. No-I guess heard?'

Regardless, Irene's eyes and ears had confirmed that Lisa knew how to read.

'No,-what the hell- when? No, how? Who taught Lisa how to read?'

This was also a foolish question. People believed Lisa was an idiot. She could not imagine any of the mansion's people dedicating time and energy to teach Lisa letters.

'No, she can't even speak well.'

Until a few weeks ago, she was a child who only knew how say: "Yes, master." She had quickly improved her speaking skills and soon began to understand well, but she couldn't have studied reading alone in the meantime, which would take a year.

'Then maybe.......'

With one remaining assumption, Irene fell deep into contemplation. It was an unbelievable conclusion. No, she never wanted to believe it. Looking at Irene, Lisa raised the corners of her mouth sullenly.

"Aren't you curious about what's next?"

Lisa lifted Irene's chin with her long fingers. As Lisa leaned towards Irene, her approaching sharp eyes shined intensely-completely incompatible with her normal demeanor. Even her usually innocent and slightly ajar mouth was now drawing up a powerful smirking arc.

Witnessing such an unfamiliar expression from her for the first time, Irene's mouth went dry, and gulped.

"W-what's next?"

"After ardently sucking you off, your overflowing hole gets filled up with my hard cock, so it can stir and thrust up in there."

"What.......?"

Irene kept blinking. She must have been having auditory hallucinations. Those words were so lewd that it was hard to believe that the innocent and sweet Lisa had uttered them.

While Irene was greatly embarrassed, Lisa grabbed her small hand. Lisa's hands were so large that Irene's could not be seen. So even when Lisa lowered their hands and wrapped below, Irene could hardly register reality.

Lisa had grabbed Irene's hand and had her slowly stroked Lisa up and down below. At the same time, Lisa's gaze persistently bore into Irene. Those naive reddish-brown eyes disappeared, instead her eyes had the light of a bright yellow beast.

They reflected an obscenely alluring appearance. Because Irene's hands were hidden, it was as if she was watching Lisa masturbate alone. Her throat felt like it was on fire and her lips were parched.

At the same time, the sense of fullness in Irene's grip felt clear. Each time her hand stroked up, the object grew wildly in size. The scorching heat throbbed violently along her and penetrated the thin fabric and hit Irene's hand. Startled, Irene hurriedly pulled out her hand. The heat left on the palm was as hot as fire.

"Wha- What are you doing?"