The Dialectic of Master and Slave - Chapter 53
Realistically, there wasn’t much else Jaha could give.
Slaves couldn’t own private property. The clothes she wore, the blanket she slept under at night, and all other items she used belonged not to Jaha but to the imperial household. So to give something to Cedric, she would have to make it herself, and the only material she could procure that came to mind was soap.
“Focus.”
The Emperor painfully twisted her n****e, which he had been twirling around.
“Ugh!”
“How dare you think of other things. Such audacity.”
He had been holding Jaha from behind with her seated between his legs, playing with her n*****s. Not touching anywhere else at all.
After spreading an unidentifiable cream on her n*****s and surrounding areas, he enclosed her b*****s with his large, warm hands, tormenting both n*****s without pause. Then, once the cream had been completely absorbed, he would apply more and continue his fondling, repeating this process over and over.
Though he had been handling her n*****s for quite some time, perhaps because the cream acted as a gel, it didn’t hurt much. It throbbed slightly, but was actually better than when he toyed with them without applying anything.
Simply sitting still wasn’t particularly difficult. Since he wouldn’t leave her chest alone during intercourse anyway, if he only played with this part of her body, Jaha wasn’t at a disadvantage. However, she couldn’t understand why the Emperor was doing this.
No matter how much he kneaded her b*****s, it wouldn’t satisfy his desires.
Wasn’t it fastest to just insert, thrust, and finish?
The notion that her position was merely a tool for s****l release had long been ingrained in Jaha’s bones. That’s why she couldn’t comprehend his behavior.
This act couldn’t possibly give the Emperor sufficient pleasure, so why…?
“I’ll enlarge them until they can be fitted with rings, then clamp both n*****s together.”
The Emperor’s recent words flashed through Jaha’s mind.
Could he possibly have been serious?
Really intending to make my n*****s large enough to fit rings?
Impossible. No amount of fondling would make them grow. If the human body could change so easily, why would surgeries and procedures exist? Though she was no expert in medicine, what the Emperor claimed seemed unlikely.
Setting aside her unease, Jaha was about to consider ways to repay Cedric when she suddenly remembered that magic existed in this world as a variable. There were even strange creatures like slimes that didn’t exist on Earth. Perhaps this cream wasn’t ordinary after all…
Just as Jaha’s thoughts reached this point, the Emperor dipped his long finger into the container, scooped out some cream, and spread it again on both n*****s.
“Uh, nngh.”
Jaha shivered down her spine at the cold temperature.
Perhaps it was from being touched continuously. Heat spread from where the cream had been absorbed.
The Emperor tormented both n*****s with his large hands. As the cream melted from the friction, it made lewd, squelching sounds.
He squeezed her e***t n*****s between his fingers and rubbed them firmly. When he dragged his thumbnail from the base to the tip, pain mixed with sweet stimulation. Jaha lifted her hips and let out a moan.
“Mmmh!”
At Jaha’s changed voice, the Emperor’s touch became even more explicit. As if everything until now had been mere play, he pinched harder, pulled painfully, and stroked faster. Each time, small sparks flew in Jaha’s mind. She couldn’t control the moans that escaped her.
“Ah, nng, nngh! Ah, ah.”
Strange.
No matter how sensitive she’d become from being touched for so long, this shouldn’t be happening.
Every time the thick finger rubbed against her n*****s, it felt as if tiny electrical currents were passing through her entire body. Like when the most sensitive spot deep inside was probed.
Her thighs spasmed and her insides warmed though nothing below had been touched.
This made no sense.
Normally, even when the Emperor touched her n*****s, it didn’t affect her this intensely.
Something was wrong with her body.
Jaha quickly identified the suspicious element.
The cream. As expected, that cream…
The Emperor again scooped up a fingerful of cream and applied it to both n*****s.
“It’s a drug that heightens sensitivity. They say if you apply it regularly and train properly, even non-erogenous zones can become sensitive.”
Dipping his finger into the cream container once more, the Emperor now reached for the marking on her lower abdomen. His cream-coated finger slowly traced along the lily-shaped magical marking.
“If I keep applying it to places like this, just rubbing here with my hand would make your body become so indecent that you’d become wet below.”
Hilale
ML emperor or cedric?