In the Doghouse - Chapter 95
Courtney gave him a dubious look for a moment before eventually relenting. He was a man who found joy in following orders, so she trusted that he wouldn’t go behind her back and do something reckless. She convinced herself of that.
Richard, meanwhile, lowered his head again, pressing his lips reverently to her foot. He didn’t stop there, either—soon, he was kissing her toes with great care, even sucking on them. While Courtney had made sure to clean herself beforehand, he didn’t seem to be concerned about that at all.
He took her small toes entirely into his mouth, his tongue darting between each of them. It was a gesture that could only be described as servitude. And thanks to this, Courtney’s feet were growing increasingly sensitive. There weren’t supposed to be any erogenous zones there, but somehow…
“That tickles.”
Courtney curled her toes tightly, though she didn’t push him away. Richard, meanwhile, wedged his tongue even deeper between her clenched toes, thoroughly and diligently licking between them.
It felt like even the slaves of ancient times didn’t endure such treatment. As Courtney relaxed into the luxurious attention she was receiving, she suddenly felt a bit estranged from herself—someone who had grown so accustomed to this dynamic.
What if the Crown Prince had more conventional tastes? Sure, perhaps he wouldn’t have chosen her in the first place, but even so, she doubted she’d be any more satisfied with her married life than she was now.
Just then, he kissed the arch beneath her foot, making her toes spread wide on their own. Courtney giggled softly, her body tingling all over from the ticklish sensation.
“Stop that, it’s too much.”
Richard’s lips moved up the inside of her leg, following a familiar path, and Courtney relaxed her body, spreading her legs open wide.
She fully expected him to continue as usual, pulling off her undergarments and lapping at her like a dog between her thighs. Her stomach tightened in anticipation of the pleasure she knew was coming.
But to her surprise, Richard pressed his nose against the wet fabric covering her and took a deep breath. Then, instead of proceeding as expected, he moved on. An exasperated sigh escaped Courtney’s lips.
“Haa…”
Richard didn’t seem to care about her puzzled look as he continued on his task. Her loosely tied night robe had already slipped open. He pulled the cumbersome fabric aside and rolled up her thin slip to just below her brxxsts.
He planted a deep kiss on her lower abdomen, just between her navel and her entrance, then slipped his tongue into her belly button, causing her skin to tingle as his hair brushed against it. Every movement he made was meticulous, almost reverent.
What is he doing? Courtney wondered, but she let him carry on, curiosity piqued. Despite the teasing nature of his touches, her body was gradually warming up. Her breathing deepened, and the swell of her chest grew more pronounced. Light, breathy moans slipped out with each exhale.
“Mmm…”
She basked in the sensation, feeling as though she was the most regal woman in the world. Of course, Courtney Devon was now, by all accounts, the highest-ranking woman in the empire. But when the Crown Prince was at her feet like this, it made her feel like she was the ruler of the whole world.
As Richard kissed her upper abdomen, he rolled both her slip and undergarments up, baring her brxxsts completely. His blue eyes fixated on the delicate mounds that symbolized her womanhood.
Noticing his gaze, Courtney felt her face flush. Thinking back, she realized that despite how often he had eagerly kissed her s-x, they hadn’t revealed her brxxsts all that much.
He grasped her brxxsts with both hands, squeezing them together before kissing between them.
“Ah…!”
The mere brush of his lips against her skin sent a shiver through Courtney, and she jolted slightly. For some reason, her entire body felt overly sensitive. She could even feel his gaze moving across her skin, every inch of her exposed body alert to his touch.
Richard’s large hands kneaded her brxxsts with slow, deliberate movements. Despite the hardness of his arousal, evident by the wetness leaking from the tip, he didn’t rush. Today, he intended for her to experience the utmost pleasure, just as much as he was.
He avoided the erxct tips of her brxxsts, instead focusing on the soft, pale skin around them. His palms alternated between gentle caresses and firm squeezes. Bit by bit, her brxxsts flushed pink under his hands.
“Hah, mmh… Richard…”
“Yes?”
Richard, knowing full well what she wanted, feigned ignorance. Courtney unconsciously arched her chest into his hands, seeking more stimulation from the subtle touches that were driving her wild.
For a moment, she debated. Ordering him to give her what she really wanted would be easy—after all, her pet was incredibly obedient. But there was also something tempting about savoring this slow, drawn-out tease. It was as if there was an invisible box within her, gradually being filled with tension, waiting to be released.
“Never mind, keep going…”
Without answering, Richard lowered his head and pressed his lips to her brxxsts. His lips danced across the soft pink flesh, deliberately avoiding her hardened nxxples.
“Hah, ah…”
Her breaths came out in shallow gasps now, flavored with sweet arousal. He flicked his tongue between her brxxsts, teasing her while his fingers traced delicate circles over the areolae, careful not to touch the stiff peaks that yearned for his attention. Each time her body twitched, his erxctixn strained, as though he might lose control any moment.
From the base of her neck to her navel, Courtney’s skin had taken on a rosy hue, and her eyes glistened with arousal as they watched him. Suddenly, without warning, Richard pinched both of her nxxples.
“Ah!”
A sharp cry burst from Courtney’s lips as her head fell back. Richard didn’t stop, rolling her nxxples between his thumb and forefinger, the swollen tips responding eagerly to his rough touch.
Courtney’s back arched as she pushed her chest further into his hands. The electric sensations from his touch spread through her body, leaving her trembling. When his nails lightly scraped against the sensitive flesh, she couldn’t hold back her moans any longer.
“Ah! Hah, ah…!”
“You’re enjoying this so much, I’m glad.”
Still pinching her brxxsts, he lifted them slightly, causing her once-rounded mounds to take on a cone-like shape. Her nxxples strained under the weight of her own body. Courtney, gasping for breath, urgently called out to him.
“Richa—aahn—Richard!”
“Yes, Master.”
She struggled to speak. Her mind, clouded with pleasure, could barely process anything coherent. But then again, what did it matter at this point? She let go of her restraint and voiced the thought that had floated to the surface of her mind.
“Ha, suck them. My brxxsts.”
Richard’s lips curled into a beautiful smile, and without a moment’s hesitation, he lowered his head, taking her flushed nxxple into his mouth. Courtney grabbed the back of his head and pressed him down roughly.
“Hnngh! Ah…!”
