The Pregnant Maid Runs Away - Chapter 7: Confinement, Jewels, and Dresses (Part 3)
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Chapter 7: Confinement, Jewels, and Dresses (Part 3)
“When are you going to open your mouth naturally in front of a c*ck?”
Bieren said, rubbing his c*ck against Lizbeth’s lips. No matter how much he taught her, the maid seemed to be playing dumb. Even though she must have known that extracting his m*mber meant putting it in her mouth, she didn’t act until he said it verbally. As Lizbeth slowly opened her mouth, Bieren inserted his gl*ns, which were red and damp inside.
“Mmm….”
Lizbeth involuntarily grimaced at the size of the c*ck she could never get used to. Bieren looked at the maid buried between his legs with only an apron, holding back a breath. He should have made her into such a state earlier and made her wet between her legs. In the maid’s face, which had always been in pain every time he penetrated, there was now a resentful glare. Bieren felt his heart sink every time he looked at her face. It was as if the unconditional love that had been in the back of Lizbeth’s mind for him had been extinguished.
“Ugh, ah, mm….”
No matter how much the maid resented him, it didn’t change her plight: she was buried between Bieren’s legs, his cock in her mouth, whimpering. Every time Bieren pulled the bitten gl*ns out of her mouth and thrust it in, the maid would moan and clamp her lips around the sh*ft. Watching this, Bieren could not help but feel the same sickening satisfaction as before. No matter how much he humiliated Lizbeth and dragged her away from doing any labor work, he felt like he would be left with an unquenchable anxiety. Still, he could not let go. Just then, the butler knocked on the door of his study.
“Duke, a mail has arrived.”
Lizbeth’s eyes widened in surprise and her lips tightened. Bieren liked the way Lizbeth looked up at him with his p*nis in her mouth. It was beautiful to see her lips, which usually only said ‘no’ to tighten in surprise. Bieren had no intention of letting the butler in, and yet he asked as if to intimidate Lizbeth.
“Shall I ask him to come in?”
Lizbeth dallied with his cock in her mouth. The maid’s dress and underwear lay on the study’s floor where she had discarded them. Furthermore, Lizbeth, with only an apron around her n*ked body, was sucking his cock, her between his legs. Even though she was hidden behind the desk, the sounds of sucking and slurping would certainly be audible. Bieren had no intention of letting anyone hear his maid suck his cock, but he spoke to her to intimidate her.
“If you lick my cock well with your tongue, maybe I’ll tell him to go away.”
Finally, Lizbeth stuck out her tongue and recalled what Bieren had taught her before. He had once told her to flatten her tongue and slowly lick up the sh*ft, taking the gl*ns into her mouth. Lizbeth stuck out her tongue and slowly licked up from the root of the p*nis. She could feel a trickle of pre-cum from the cracked glans tip, wetting her mouth. When she looked up at the man, Bieren’s abs were tightening and he was moaning softly
“You’re not getting any better at sucking a man’s cock.”
Occasionally, when Lizbeth excelled too much at what he had taught her and became excited, Bieren felt restless and wanted to hurt her with harsh words.
Yes, it was much better for her to pretend to be dumb. Just imagining who else she might have sucked off with such skill made his vision blur. Lizbeth looked at him resentfully and licked his m*mber again from the base to tip. Bieren looked down at the maid licking his m*mber as if to punish her audacity and spoke to the butler beyond the door.
“Just speak outside the door.”
Bieren thought about sending the butler away, but the urge was gone. Lizbeth felt betrayed by him, who didn’t dismiss the butler even though he didn’t bring him in. Her master was cruel and devious. The fact that he would talk to the butler on the other side of the door with his d*ck in her mouth showed how lightly he regarded her. The butler called out from the other side of the door at his master’s command.
“A proposal from the Marquis of Latvia.”
A proposal. Lizbeth stopped licking his cock as soon as she heard those words. The cold reality that she was nothing more than a maid who sucked her master’s cock to satisfy his desires struck her like a slap in the face. She thought it was a form of affection that he wanted to keep her locked up all day. She’d been scraping by on what little warmth she could, thinking she was somehow earning his affection. But Lizbeth finally felt like she was waking up from a delusion.
“A proposal with whom?”
Bieren squeezed Lizbeth’s cheek and asked towards the butler behind the door. As soon as the proposal was mentioned, an unmistakable despair was evident on the maid’s face. It was as if she despaired that he would ever hold a woman other than her. Bieren found Lizbeth’s despair endearing. She was despairing because she wanted to stay by his side. Beyond the door, he heard the butler’s voice.
“It’s Lady Agatha, the Marquis of Latvia’s second daughter.”
“Can she be so beautiful?”
Bieren couldn’t bear it anymore. The jealousy of a maid who coveted her master’s company without even knowing who the other party was. She was jealous as if she still loved him when her affection for him seemed to be waning. As if she coveted being by his side. When Bieren discovered traces of affection he thought had faded away, he felt a surge of heat within him. Lizbeth’s gaze, always resentful, was now looking at him with a different meaning as if saying, ’Will you leave me and go to that young lady?’
“Yes, she is renowned for her beauty.”
Bieren did not answer to the butler’s reply from beyond the door. Such useless proposals were not urgent for him. He already had the most beautiful thing in the world. He pulled his p*nis out of Lizbeth’s mouth and, with an urgent gesture, lifted her to her feet and laid her face down on the desk.
“Fuck.”
Bieren gritted his teeth against the burning heat in his head and opened Lizbeth’s legs, plunging his cock between them. The moment his cock slammed into her, ready to explode at any moment, tingles ran down her spine. No matter how much he tried to ease her with his fingers or that he’d been thrusting into her day in and day out, Lizbeth gasped as Bieren’s huge cock slammed into her.