CH 35

"Hah ...... master......."

Returning to her room, Katherine let out a feverish exhale. Her calm and beautiful face was nearly expressionless as usual, but still, there were signs of faint warmth in her cheeks, and her thin brown eyes were slightly moistened.

She looked at one wall of her room.

Surely, even now, on the other side of this single wall, Master and Mistress must be engaged in the sexual arts.

She had watched and listened to their lascivious acts all night long in the closet on that one night when the Master had performed it for the first time since he had mastered sexual art. I didn't feel anything at that time. I thought he was doing something strange, but I was glad that he had not harmed Mistress. Then the next day.

" Is sexual art that incredible?　Such a haughty, outrageous voice as if she lose her mind."

--Shall I give it a try, then?

She was so impressed with it that she tried to do it to Katherine the way her husband had done it to her. Regrettably, It doesn't work that time, however, the way she looked so confident at that time, the way she looked disappointed and bewildered when it didn't work, and the way she let out a cry of confusion when I spread out my vagina, were all very, very adorable... Charlotte-sama caresses certainly provided a strange sensation, but it was not a desire. it was an illusion caused by my own interest.

Now that I have swallowed his semen, I know better. 

When she saw the look in master's eyes as he looked at her body while the mistress did such a thing to him, unknown to Katherine herself, it was not so much Katherine's body but her maid's uniform that was making him drool. --She felt that some strange sensation was beginning to manifest itself.

This bothered her, and when she observed his behavior, she realized that he was apparently looking at the mistress's breasts. And as he was doing it, his pupils became dilated, his nostrils tended to flare, and his breathing and heart rate increased slightly, which was something the first-rate maid Eye, which can read and senses her master's presence, could detect without missing a single detail.

I found myself unable to help but to wonder.

And then he rubbed me.

At that time, I didn't feel much. I just felt a bit of a strange, lingering feeling, like something sweet was left in me.

After that, I found out that Master was interested not only in Mistress's breasts and buttocks (He kept looking at them, I found out that he was also interested in them. I didn't know what kind of ass he liked, but I knew that if it was a big ass, I would be as good as Charlotte-sama.), but he was also looking at Maia's breasts and ass. Then he began to play his tricks on Mistress, even though he was in front of Maia.

Not only Mistress was not satisfied with this, but she even asked for it herself, and there was no way I could have stopped him.

--Charlotte-sama was being changed by the Master.

Although Her roots may remain the same.

Katherine thinks so. And in the bathroom, I'm also .......

When I gup my hand, I can vividly remember the feel of Master's muscular and warm touch that made me wet. Then I clasped him from behind. kissing him. And then, just as Mistress had done, I licked, sucked, and swallowed all the seed that spurted out of him.

The practice of sucking a man's penis never existed, much less swallowing his seed. ......

As Charlotte-sama said, it was bitter, fishy, sticky, and slimy - not tasty at all, and anyone who would want to do it again would be crazy. However, I had seen Charlotte-sama's tongue crawl on his erect penis as Master had told her to do, and she had enjoyed watching him moan with pleasure, sucking and swallowing it, so I did it too... and now I was..........

--Sexual arts, such a scary yet terrific thing. I, too, am being driven crazy. ......

"uh ......."

Remembering that, I shuddered, my limbs trembled and the voice escaped my mouth.

Embarrassing........

"Desmond-sama always had a mysterious thing in him."

The old gray hair butler said.

"He has always had many ideas, but they were not all things that he came up with or thought up on his own, I had asked him about it myself. It seemed to be things that were written in some book that he had memorized vaguely."

"I don't know, why do I come up with such a thing? It feels like that ..." 

It was a charge that made Katherine stiffen, if only slightly, for a moment.

"How do I even come up with such things? I don't know, I just know it...something like that....

――ho ho, I think I'm good at imitating his voice. "

It was something that made Katherine stiffen for a moment.

"As for your question, it is true that Desmond-sama has always looked at a woman's breasts and buttocks."

--As I thought.

Katherine mused.

Then even if the sexual desire to perform the sexual art was caused by the practice, the foundation for it must have existed in Desmond-sama's mind from the very beginning. If so, I thought that what Charlotte-sama said, "Desmond-sama likes to apply lotion to me by himself," might have been one of them.

Thinking back, I know that when he talked to Charlotte-sama, he often looked at her breasts and buttocks. It was the same with me. In my case, I think it was predominantly the buttocks.

Still, it was only recently that the urge to be more sexual was added to the mix. From that day when he was performing the sexual art to Dean ...... until now, I did not notice much when he looked at me, and I did not care. But now I felt as if his gaze suddenly contained something of interest, and I was beginning to react to it. He looked at me, and I was pleased .......

"Ah......."

As soon as I remembered that, I heard a hushed voice that I didn't believe that it was mine.

Katherine winced and held her own arms. She felt her arms crushing her small breasts, under her maid's uniform.

It reminded her of how she had pressed those, bare breasts against his back. It should have been nothing ...... Charlotte-sama not only squeezed my naked flesh but also licked and sucked it. I didn't feel it then, but when I clung to Desmond-sama this time, I felt a strange heat and tingling crawl up from my womb.

--After all, I, like Mistress, Master have awakened my sexual desire.........

Desmond-sama said that sexual desire manifests itself as a side effect of learning sexual art. However, he only mentioned this is only the case for users that practice the technique. But He did not know, or perhaps he did not dare to say, that women who are treated by men who have learned the art will also experience sexual desire.

Katherine surmised.

And even though she had not been directly subjected to the sexual art, she knew what it was like and was gradually awakened to her sexual desire by being aware of his heated gaze. I couldn't stop myself from wanting to do "that" and drink his semen.

Sexual art is dangerous.

It drives women crazy.

And the bad thing about it is that it can make a woman fall from happiness while her mind remains sane.

That is why, when I saw Charlotte-sama, who seemed happier than ever before and was able to return to her true self, I could not begrudge Desmond-sama or denounce him, in fact, I was even grateful to him. 

I tasted a glimpse of that feeling myself when I received his ejaculation in my throat. ......

-I guess the redeeming factor was that the one who had mastered the art was my Master.

I wholeheartedly believe so.

If the sexual art is abused, it is easy to seduce the wives and daughters of other families and take them captive, and have them steal their family's secrets - after all, noble thinks of women as tools for bearing children, and they are trained to understand their destiny even by themselves. The same is true for our.

Education equals brainwashing, is what Desmond, who was a modern Japanese in a previous life, had heard somewhere.

--Few noble husbands would think that their wives and daughters would turn on them. But their education made it almost impossible for them to do so.

With sexual art, it is also possible to control powerful nobles from behind the scenes. If he wanted to, he might even be able to extend his poisonous fangs to the royal family.

--But the master will not do that.

Desmond is a good man, so good that it makes us feel like fools.

And he is a coward chicken.

When I think about it, I can't help but think he's quite adorable, even though I am a maid. It is so much so that I almost giggle at him unintentionally.

But the fact remains that art is dangerous.

That is why I asked Randolph about Desmond-sama's past.

I don't know anyone else who can use the technique, and even Randolph doesn't know about sexual art. Although there may be some doubts about the certainty of this...

--Perhaps sexual art is an art that can only be used by the master.

It is a technique that was made possible by the combination of a mind that had acquired a new and mysterious concept, and a special interest in women's breasts and buttocks, even without sexual desire, prior to learning the sexual art.

He is the only one in the world who has been granted this privilege.

Even Katherine, if not Randolph, felt a shiver run down her spine. After all, unlike the old butler, I was a woman and a maid of Mistress, and I had tasted a glimpse of it. And from now on, it would be possible for me to ask Desmond for it.

Katherine reported this to Randolph, keeping the parts she couldn't tell him, naturally.

"May I ask you something impolite? Is Randolph-sama on the side of Desmond-sama, or Viscount Damwead, or--"

I asked.

And since he said "myself" this was an indication that he would side with Desmond-sama, regardless of whether Charlotte-sama, or the Earl of Terrace behind her, or even Katherine herself.

The old butler had read it all. And Katherine knew, of course, that Randolph was looking for something interesting from Desmond. That's why.

"I'll let you be part of the fun, so don't bother reporting back and keep your mouth shut."

However, this was not exactly what he meant.

He was on board to back this up, he clearly stated his position in his own words. And he confirmed Katherine's guess. That was the most likely scenario. So.

"Ho, ho, ho, ho ...... thank you, Katherine. Indeed, this is the most interesting thing I could have wished for. In that case, I will not probe any further. I will not learn it, nor will I make Desmond perform it for me. He is free to behave as he pleases --No, in fact, I want him to act freely. Moreover, Charlotte-sama wants it too. I am glad that it was Charlotte-sama who married Desmond-sama.

"I am very grateful for your generosity, sir."

Katherine bowed gracefully, as she always does, with her cool, near-expressionless looks.

There, Randolph had said.

"Rest assured, I will protect not only Desmond-sama but also Charlotte-sama according to my interests."

"----Thank you."

One could not have hoped better than that. As a knight, he keeps his word, and if he calls himself a "guest," he is honorable.

Here, unbeknownst to him, the bonds of Desmond's camp is strengthened.

"And Katherine, you can train wit me, if you wish."

At these words, even the Katherine's brown eyes widened.

A look even Randolph thought was endearing.

"--by all means."

Here, even a master-disciple relationship was established that would make Desmond shudder if he knew.

Without knowing it, he is now in Charlotte-sama's bedroom, shaking his hips, or being shaken by her hips, having her perform sexual art on him. Thinking of this, the maid exhaled her breaths alone in her room.

――There was envy raising in her, just a little bit. 

After I swallowed his semen or even before that, an uncontrollable flame began to burn inside me.

That's why Katherine asked Randolph for help.

"Oh, yes, I was wondering if Lady Katherine had any thing I can help?"

"Yes, I would very much like to accompany him on his upcoming official visit to the Moiré village."

"--Ho ho, then, I will have to train Lady Katherine to be able to serve as Desmond-sama's escort."

"Thank you very much, and I look forward to your guidance."

"--Ho-ho, leave it to me. But be careful of one thing, just don't die."

"Yes, I hope so."

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I considered myself to be a cunning woman. But I foolishly think that this is for the sake of the Master and for the Mistress's sake.

Now there is no way for Desmond to escape the siege from all these women.