Startled, she flailed and tried desperately to close her legs. But it was all in vain. Her slender legs, much thinner than Kashan’s forearm, could never overpower his strength.

Inevitably, Kashan’s lips descended onto the smooth folds of her most intimate area. The foreign sensation of someone else’s lips touching such a private place for the first time overwhelmed Seria with unfamiliar feelings and sensations.

“N-no… ah, it’s… dirty. That place is…” she gasped, her breath hitching as she grasped desperately at his hair.

Yet Kashan remained utterly unmoved, his resolve unwavering.

Unaware of Kashan’s dark intentions, Seria could only pity him for pressing his lips against what she considered her “dirty” place. Amusingly enough, she even felt a twinge of guilt.

His soft tongue slipped between the parted folds, slowly gliding from her entrance to her cl*toris, leaving a sticky trail and producing an audible, slick sound.

“Ah, hngh! Nngh, mmph!”

As the hot, slippery tongue brushed against her delicate membranes, an unfamiliar moan escaped Seria’s lips. It was a sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced—ticklish and overwhelming yet intensely pleasurable.

Soft lips wrapped around her now-swollen cl*toris, gently sucking, while the tip of a sharp tongue explored and probed her entrance.

“Ahh… hngh, ah, ahh!”

Her hips bucked uncontrollably, her body unable to stay still. Like someone struck by lightning, her frail form convulsed on the bed, trembling as if she were a freshly caught fish flopping helplessly.

The slick, warm, and wet sensation against the sensitive membranes of her most intimate area was entirely unfamiliar. The overwhelming pleasure left Seria with no room to resist—it was as if her body had surrendered entirely to the foreign sensation.

Like a helpless child swept away by the tide, she was pulled in with no way to resist. Breathless moans escaped intermittently between her parted lips.

“Hngh, ah, hmm…”

Her legs, firmly held by Kashan, had no strength left to struggle. The relentless sensation of his mouth teasing and sucking at the folds of her v*gina left her entire body weak, unable to muster any resistance.

She was utterly drained, to the point where even moving a finger felt impossible. All she could do was lie limp on the bed, like a puppet with its strings cut, occasionally shuddering involuntarily.

A terrifying sensation, as if her entire body was melting away, washed over her each time Kashan’s lips pressed against her swollen cl*toris. Everything felt utterly foreign to her.

Her vision flickered in and out, and it seemed as though the world was spinning around her.

A slurping sound echoed from her p*ssy, accompanied by the rhythmic movements of a tongue exploring the flowing wetness.

Thump, thump — though it couldn’t reach deep inside, the sensation of it briefly and repeatedly tapping at the entrance made it all the more bittersweet. Occasionally, teeth gently nibbled and bit down on my cl*toris.

Yet, unlike her br*asts, the more Kashan sucked her p*ssy, the wetter it felt. It was as if the deep inside began to tingle, causing an even greater flow of arousal to spill forth.

“Ugh, uh……”

Kashan, seemingly aware of this, lifted his lips from where they had been buried against her and spoke.

“The flow just won’t stop.”

Hearing those words directly from Kashan’s mouth, Seria was overwhelmed with shame. She tightly shut her eyes and buried her face into the bed.

“Y-you can stop now. I’ll take care of it myself…”

“And how exactly do you plan to do that? This isn’t a place you can even see, is it?”

At Kashan’s words, Seria couldn’t come up with any retort. He was right—no matter how much she bent or craned her neck, she couldn’t properly see between her legs.

‘But… I can’t just let this go on any longer.’

Seria hesitated, her lips trembling slightly as she tried to speak. She couldn’t figure out how to politely refuse without sounding awkward.

Kashan simply watched Seria in silence, as if patiently waiting for her to gather her thoughts. Then, as if a bright idea had struck him, he got up and fetched something.

“Ah, yes. This should work.”

“W-what?”

What he brought was a round mirror. Without hesitation, Kashan gently seated Seria on the bed, spread her legs, and positioned the mirror between them.

Through the wide-open folds, her wet v*gina was vividly reflected in the mirror.

“Kyaa! Kyaaah!”

Seria let out a startled cry, her voice trembling with embarrassment and shock.

But Seria let out a high-pitched scream, unable to properly face the mirror. It was the first time she had ever seen such an intimate part of herself. And to her shock, it was nothing like she had imagined—so red and strange-looking. She was almost horrified at the thought that such a place existed on her body.

“H-heuk, how can it be like this…?”

Seria shook her head as if to deny it, her voice trembling with disbelief.

Despite her reaction, he didn’t remove the mirror. On the contrary, he adjusted the angle to give an even clearer view.

“What’s the matter? Didn’t you say you could handle it yourself?”

“N-no… I can’t… I don’t think I can do it alone. It’s too… too grotesque…”

Seria’s breaths came in quick, uneven gasps. She was so overwhelmed that her frail shoulders trembled as she struggled to process her shock and embarrassment.

Even when she closed her eyes, the image she had just seen kept replaying in her mind—the rounded cl*toris protruding between the parted folds, and the unfamiliar opening below it. The area around the vaginal entrance was a mess, soaked with the fluids that had flowed out.

Seria’s legs trembled uncontrollably, almost as if in a spasm, her body reacting like a frightened prey animal. Her wide, panicked eyes darted aimlessly, unable to settle on anything.

And yet, despite her turmoil, the slick, slippery sensation below persisted, making her hyper-aware of her body’s responses.

“There’s nothing I can do.”

Kashan finally said, seemingly exasperated, as he took something out. It was a small, well-polished wooden stick.

“Don’t worry too much. If we block the opening, there won’t be any more leakage.”

As Kashan said that, he inserted a stick into her v*gina without warning.

“Hic, ahh!”

The sudden sensation of insertion made Seria gasp sharply, but by then, the wooden stick was already firmly lodged in her vaginal hole.

Fortunately, it wasn’t very large. As the stick settled in, her vaginal opening repeatedly tightened and relaxed, almost as if startled. Kashan watched the scene intently, a satisfied smile curling at the corners of his lips.

“It’s securely in place now, so there won’t be any more leaking.”

“Th-thank you… huff, thank you…”

Seria murmured softly, her voice trembling as she shifted uncomfortably, clearly unsettled by the foreign sensation below.

‘How did I end up like this…?’ she thought, her mind clouded with regret.

She had always followed her parents’ advice to become a proper lady. She had never secretly done anything wrong… so why? Tears welled up in her eyes as she sniffled, her lashes glistening with unshed droplets.

“It’s best if you rest for now.”

Kashan said gently, his tone caring, as he pulled the blanket up to her neck, tucking her in with deliberate tenderness.

***

Kashan sat nearby, silently gazing at Seria’s face. Her flawless, fair skin, soft and plump cheeks, and elegantly long lashes caught his attention. Though her golden hair had lost some of its luster, its abundant waves still framed her features beautifully.

Even in this disheveled state, it was clear she was the cherished daughter of a wealthy and distinguished family.

‘How did a naive young lady from such a privileged background end up in this situation?’

Kashan gently stroked Seria’s cheek, murmuring with an air of pity. However, a faint smile lingered on his lips.

Despite the sympathetic tone in his voice, there wasn’t a trace of true compassion in his expression.