TPOP 40

Chapter 40

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The warmth of a hot hand touched her exposed sex. It was the same graceful hand that had been engrossed in painting just moments before. The moment it touched her inner wall, she heard a wet sound.

Her sex was drenched. Diana flinched in surprise, her shoulders hunched like a guilty person.

Felix, who was biting her plump nipple, chuckled low.

"Are you just going to act all innocent?”

He hadn't touched her until Diana was completely undressed, and even then, a significant amount of wetness was leaking from her secret entrance.

"There's a lewd side of you. Your body can't lie."

"No, it's not ..."

Diana couldn't finish her sentence. Her lips trembled, as if she were trying to form words. She tried to hide her lower half, but shuddered at the fingers flicking her clit.

"Ah...!"

"A maid who gets aroused by undressing in front of her master."

His mocking tone made her want to cry out. Diana sobbed and clutched at the hand that shook her from below, playing with her wetness.

"No, hic, it's just... My senses are too sensitive. Hic!"

"Really?"

But the more she denied it, the more relentless and brutal his hand became. The rounded tips of his fingers teasing her clit rubbed rapidly over the bundle of nerves, the fluid oozing from her vaginal opening acting as a lubricant and amplifying the stimulation.

"Ah, ah, ah...!"

It was as if she was being mercilessly swept away by a tidal wave of pleasure. Felix pulled his lips completely off her breast and looked down at Diana, her hips bucking uncontrollably.

Already soaking wet before he'd even begun, she was far too sensitive for the inexperienced. When he rolled her protruding clit in a circular motion, she gasped and opened her mouth wide. When he pinched and twisted her clit between his thumb and forefinger, her head threw back and she shuddered uncontrollably.

"Master, I, hic, I don't feel right down there, if you'll just... take your hand away...!”

Diana's pleas grew more and more desperate. The tingling sensation below her navel surged, and pleasure traveled up her back, reaching the nape of her neck. It was an overwhelming sensation, far beyond a mere tickle. Lightning flashed endlessly before her eyes, and her hips jerked violently, as if she could no longer control them. The sensations were beyond what she could handle.

Felix glanced at her pearly, swollen clit and smirked.

"Let's see who's right then, you or me."

"No, please, ah, Master...!"

He pressed his thumb firmly against the sensitive bud, searching for the hidden entrance deeper beneath it. He thrust his index and middle finger simultaneously into the slippery, glistening vaginal opening. Diana's back arched and a long moan escaped her lips.

"Ahhh...!"

The walls of her inner passage clenched tightly around his fingers. Her body shuddered uncontrollably in a mild climax. Her tiny toes curled tautly, her soft waist and hips tensed completely. Diana shuddered for a moment, then finally went limp.

Felix licked his lips and felt a frenzied pulse throbbing inside her. The sight of her lying next to him, her head turned and her breathing shallow, was unbearably erotic.

"I should have sculpted you instead of painting you."

He wanted to mold her as she was now. Felix grabbed Diana's chin and turned her face to his. Her unfocused gaze didn't quite meet his, which only amplified his need.

"Look at me."

Still disoriented, Diana could only gasp for air. Felix pulled out the fingers he'd left inside her and forced them back in. Her half-closed eyes widened instantly.

“…!”

The deeply buried fingers curled and pressed against the sensitive spot inside. The hand stimulating her clit drew out her arousal and brutalized her most sensitive spot. Diana's senses were helplessly dragged where he led.

"Ah, uh, uh."

Her unfocused eyes kept rolling to one side. The pleasure rising from her below was different from the short, intense waves earlier.

The wet sound of his fingers as they moved in and out grated on her nerves. She couldn't hold back the moan that escaped her lips.

It's weird, it's so weird, this isn't right, this is something...

She'd never touched herself before, and Diana couldn't believe how quickly she'd gotten overheated. She wanted to push away the hands that were playing with her and run away.

"No, hic, I don't like this..."

She imagined the brothel patrons thrusting their hands into her body like animals.

Even if the man defiling her was the noblest being in the land, at this moment he was no different from so many others. A primal revulsion rose in her throat, making her feel like she was going to vomit.

Something inside her shook at the sound of his increasingly ragged, heated breathing.

This man wanted her. He hadn't lay a finger on her early days at the palace, and now he was all over her.

She didn't know exactly why, but she liked the fact that he desired her.

Among the women Diana cared for at Hilde, there was a woman named Ione. Ione had left Hilde to become the wife of one of the richest merchants among her regular clients. Her words floated unexpectedly into Diana's ears at this moment.

"Diana, do you know what the most vile and wicked of pleasure is? It’s carnal. Once you're addicted to that primal, animalistic pleasure, you can never forget it, no matter how hard you try. It's like a drug."

Perhaps this was what carnal pleasure was like.

As uncomfortable and frightening as it was, her heart sank at the thought of him stopping.

"Don't live like a herb, be a poisonous plant. All the wild flowers on the side of the road have the same life, but if you're a poisonous plant, at least you can knock someone down and kill them."

The attachment formed through physical intimacy was a very harmful and cruel bond.

Once entangled in it, Diana herself would surely be harmed. Instead of becoming a poisonous plant, she would become an object of trampling, worse than a common weed.

"It's all a matter of determination, Diana, so if such a person comes into your life, enjoy them in moderation, but  you must discard them first. That's what women like us have to do to survive."

"Ah... Ah, ugh..."

Why was Ione’s voice echoing in her head at this moment? The opening at her core, pulled painfully tight, was gradually stretched wider.

Suddenly, the man's words were no longer coming. But she was sure he was looking at her: her twisted, unsightly face, her exposed breasts, her damp thighs. Surely she was no different from the countless prostitutes at Hilde.

Ione’s advice had long since faded from her memory. Tears welled up in Diana's eyes.

"Master... Please... Don't look. I... I'm scared."

Felix, staring into her flushed, trembling sex, did not move his head, only raised his eyes. The woman's body trembled with an absurdly weak resistance, and she was flushed to the nape of her neck.

Her ragged breath escaping from between her reddened lips, her eyes unfocused as if burning with heat, her golden hair clinging to her tear-streaked cheeks, made for a mesmerizing sight. Her green eyes, glistening with clear tears, were no ordinary emeralds.

When he didn't answer, Diana's pale, exposed hips trembled slightly. The vibrations of her inner walls quivered, transmitted vividly to his fingers.

Felix slowly withdrew his fingers from inside her. They were slick with her juice. Even the scent of the forest was thick in the liquid dripping from her body.

He licked the moisture from his fingers, the sweet flavor lingering on his tongue. Clicking his tongue, he let out a small curse. Damn it, there's no way to capture the smell or taste on canvas.

No brush or paint could depict this moment, or the desire that burned within him. It was driving him madly frustrated.

"Ha..."

His fully erect cock throbbed like it was about to explode. He took Diana's hand and undid his pants. His vision flashed white as her delicate fingers lightly caressed his shaft.

Felix barely held back a gasp. He had no intention of ending today with trivial handplay.

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