Droit du Seigneur: His Lordship's Right of the First Night - Chapter 41
Yesterday, the alcohol and darkness had been on Louise’s side, but today she was completely sober. Sunlight poured in brightly through the high window next to the bed. Exposing herself so openly in front of Richard in such light was mortifying.
Ignoring her resistance, he swiftly lifted her skirt up to her belly and began untying the knots of her undergarments tied at her hips.
“My lord…! Please, don’t….”
“I already saw everything yesterday. There’s no reason to be embarrassed again.”
“But it was night then, and now, it’s… hnnh….”
Last night, Richard had stayed up completely. He washed the nearly unconscious Louise, called a doctor in the middle of the night to get a prescription for the ointment, applied the ointment, and watched her sleep peacefully in his arms without interruption.
Watching her sleep, breathing softly with her eyes closed, she looked like an angel in a painting or a noble artwork.
Observing her for a while made his heart ache. He realized that his feelings for her went beyond mere affection for the first woman he had slept with.
Everything about her, visible and invisible, felt endearing to him. He suddenly found himself curious about Louise’s husband, someone he had tried hard not to think about until now.
Why did your husband send you here? How could he? If it were me, I would have never….
Though he couldn’t say the events of last night were entirely without impulse, he felt no regret. Instead, he became more certain of what he wanted.
“Ah, my lord….”
With a soft swish, the knots of her undergarments were undone and removed, and Louise couldn’t meet Richard’s gaze. After washing his hands in the bathroom, he returned, positioned her knees up, and spread her legs wide.
He used his thumb and index finger to part her small, tightly closed folds and examined her red and swollen entrance.
“There were minor abrasions last night, but they seem much better now. You need to apply the ointment regularly to prevent further inflammation.”
“Ah, hngh….”
“The swelling has also subsided significantly…. Does it still hurt inside?”
“A little, hnn….”
Richard took a generous amount of ointment on his long fingers and gently applied it to the irritated external area. He inserted a finger into the swollen entrance and softly massaged the inner part in a circular motion, spreading the ointment thoroughly.
Her sensitive nerves, clustered inside and out, made her keenly aware of his touch. As he slowly rubbed the edge of the opening, the vivid sensations made Louise turn her head side to side, squirming with embarrassment.
“Where does it hurt inside? Here?”
“Yes, there a bit… ah, ahh!”
Ah, his finger…!
Using the melted ointment as a lubricant, Richard’s thick finger easily pxnetrxted her inner walls. As he gently pressed the sensitive spot near the entrance, Louise let out an involuntary, sensual sound.
“Ah, ugh, ah! Ha, mm…!”
Inserting his long finger deeply to reach near her cervix, he rotated it, spreading the ointment across the inner walls in a manner resembling a tender caress. His curved finger massaged the overused area soothingly.
The lingering stinging pain inside her quickly faded away.
Instead, her body, remembering the intense pleasure from last night, responded by heating up, forgetting that his touch was meant for treatment. The solid ointment mixed with her natural lubrication, turning into a liquid that flowed inside.
“Oh, ohh… hngh, my lord, w-wait, aah…!”
Her small, sensitive entrance, now soaked with fluids, made lewd sounds as he moved his finger. Louise covered her face with her hands in embarrassment. Despite her entire lower body being exposed, she hid her face as if it would somehow help.
“You’ve already shown me everything else. What good is covering your face now?”
“Ahnn! Nngh….”
He could have let it slide, but instead, he pointed it out, making her feel even more ashamed.
Holding one of her ankles firmly to keep her legs apart, Richard continued the treatment, laughing softly. Usually so fearless and talkative, seeing her shy like this was endearing. But his amused voice only intensified her embarrassment, making her unable to look at him.
“Why, does this make it less embarrassing?”
“Ah, haa….”
“Is this part a bit swollen too?”
“…AH!”
His broad hand lifted her pubic mound and found her clxxxris. The tiny, swollen, pomegranate-like bud was slightly engorged with pleasure.
With his finger still inside her, he touched her clxxxris, causing her lower abdomen to twitch and contract from the intense sensations. The sheet beneath her soaked not just with the ointment, but with her arousal.
“Ha, aanngh!”
Richard applied some ointment to the surface of her slightly swollen clxxxris, rubbing it gently with his thumb. Simultaneously, the finger inside her pressed and massaged her inner walls deeply. Overwhelmed by the building excitement, Louise arched her back and tried to lift her body.
“Nngh, ah, AH! My lord, stop, plea— mm, w-wait…!”
As he withdrew his finger, her contracting inner walls squeezed tightly. The open entrance gushed a pinkish fluid, spraying and drenching Richard’s handsome face and upper shirt.
