Master, May I Suck It Up? (Lisrene)

Chapter 28

When the guilt disappeared, Irene was rather relieved. The fact that Lisa pretended to be a fool was dismissed because Irene didn't know her circumstances. Even so, when Lisa was told to suck the poison, she pretended not to know, pretended to be innocent, had removed each other's clothes, and took baths together, and even had Irene suck on her own thing insidiously, saying that she had poison on her.

But at this moment, Irene put all of that behind her and promised to address it later. For now, it was her priority to get sufficient sleep and recover her physical strength.

Meanwhile, Lisa raised her knee and placed her legs between Irene's legs. Her hard thighs were settled between the swollen flesh after countless bites, licking and sucking of Irene's legs. The pressure of rubbing the wet area was thrilling, so Irene slightly turned her body pretending to be asleep.

Then Lisa snuggled Irene's head closer into her chest, and encircled Irene's waist with the other hand and cuddled her.

It was an intimate embrace without even the slightest gap between them. Irene felt a hard foreign body on her round and soft ass. The object was already hard and bulky squeezing in between her asscheeks and settling there.

When Irene was embraced as if a cradle had been tailored to her body from head to toe, she felt a sense of security and stability that she had never felt before. It was a little heavy, and the touch on her butt was scary, but it was negligible. If I can just sleep like this.......

"Lisa!"

However, Irene could not achieve even that. This is because Lisa, who had been rubbing herself behind Irene, slowly pushed her head inward. Irene hurriedly moved her ass and avoided Lisa.

When the tip, positioned as if it were hanging over the narrow entrance, was abandoned, Lisa licked her lips in disappointment.

"Are you awake?"

"You?!"

Irene jumped up and sat down and shot a glare at Lisa. Seeing her smile, Lisa must have known earlier that she was awake. In the mood of playing again this time, Irene pouted her lips.

"Master mumbles and curses when she's touched while sleeping. Because you didn't say anything......."

Lisa's face still seemed happy as ever as she answered unspoken questions, while Irene still pouted and pressed down on her twitching lips.

"But it got wet, so I didn't know."

Irene even smoothed down the corners of her mouth, feigning solemnity and then Lisa arrogantly smiled as if she had comprehended. Lisa's warm-colored eyes were folded in half and the cool mouth stretched to the side in a smirk. The brown hair seemed to shake lightly even though there was no wind.

"Please forgive me."

Irene twitched her nose. She had to get angry, but it was good to see Lisa drop an apology to fit the situation. Irene still had her pride, so she managed to keep her eyebrows furrowed but her soft lips touched Lisa's cheek lightly, making a small sound and then she quickly pulled away.

"Thank you."

"Ha."

She laughed this time. She had never laughed out of joy. It was because this was so ridiculous, so the wind leaked, and the corners of her mouth went up a little.

"Let's get some sleep. I'm going to die like this."

Irene changed her method and decided to directly communicate and appeal for recognition. Lisa should let her to rest when she's saying this.

"Please eat before you go to sleep,"

Lisa said, preparing and putting new pajamas on her. It had been Lisa that had prevented her from wearing clothes this whole time, asking why should she bother when Lisa would take them off anyway. This time, Irene eyed Lisa suspiciously, wondering if she could really sleep, then the meal prepared on one side of the room caught her eye.

She wanted to sleep first, but when she saw the food, she became hungry. Irene sat at the table and opened her mouth.

"Master, just eat a little more of this."

By the time she was full to some extent, Irene was dozing off. She opened her eyes wide while mechanically chewing the pieces of food that Lisa fed her. She had something to do right away.

"Lisa! We have to go berry pie picking."

'Oh my, I must be crazy. Why didn't I think of this before?'

Irene rolled her feet nervously.

"I need to prune a whole tree."

While looking up and down at Lisa, she fixed her gaze on one place and muttered. As if she understood the meaning of Irene's rambling words, Lisa let out a low chuckle, picked up Irene and held her in her arms.

"I know what you're worried about, but there's no need for that. So just sleep."

"What?"

'Just sleep? This is really important!'

As Irene glared at her as hard as she could, Lisa stuck out her left wrist.

Rubbing it roughly force, small symbols that she didn't even know existed materialized. It looked like letters, but she couldn't read it.

"Lengdo Briggrae's males are engraved as soon as we are born. We're a precious asset and it's difficult to raise a baby. Good fertility is useless to us."

"Lengdo... What?"

"Anyway, the important thing is that I don't have reproductive abilities. So you don't have to eat things like that."

Irene did not ask further. She was curious but couldn't continue to pry when she saw Lisa's bitter smile.

Male, asset, baby, reproduction.

Fertility.

When she heard the list of words that didn't match a human's dignity at all, she remembered something.

Irene knew nothing about slavery. Firstly, the County did not have slaves. The first and last slave Count Grande bought was Lisa. But since Lisa was an idiot, she had no responsibilities and was left unattended.

Irene had heard bits and pieces about the enslaved, but it had felt like a distant, far-off thing that didn't concern her. But now she felt terrible.

How can you restrict reproduction as soon as a baby is born?.... When Irene imagined how Lisa lived and how she must have been treated at a young age before coming to the County, terrible scenes came across her mind. Irene looked at Lisa with a dismal and grim gaze.