NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 11 – No Plot, Only Smut
The doors fell shut as Elana exited the room, leaving the two of them alone. Cinthia waited for a moment to see if the Lady would return, but it seemed the Evil bitch had other things to do.
Shrugging, Cinchia began unfastening her leather armour. She dropped it next to the bed, wondering if she wanted to use the mattress.
It WAS damp. But then again, Cinthia had the suspicion it was Mary’s love juices that had left the mattress in this state.
Unhygienic? Very.
Hot? Definitely.
Well, kind of. Cinthia couldn’t quite decide. But when that was the case, taking the plunge into the unknown was the most rewarding - just like when she had tried anal for the first time.
Sure, it had hurt. But having her rear torn apart while drinking alcohol from a harlot's pussy had been a blast. Cinthia could definitely go for another round of that.
While reminiscing, Cinthia stepped out of her pants. Only, now she noticed the Maid had not moved and was dutifully waiting for her to give an order.
While the girl seemed to at least sense what Elana wanted, the same didn’t extend to Cinthia.
As for the earlier mistake, Cinthia suspected it had been on purpose. The maid looked too happy to be kicked around.
This remained her. “What’s your name?” Cinthia had been wondering. Elana had referred to the maid in various ways - none flattering and not once by her name.
It worked for the Lady Bitch, but Cinthia preferred to know her partner's name - even if only to taunt them with it.
“Huh?” The maid blinked as if she had heard something unbelievable. “N-name? Why?”
“What? Do you want me to call you useless trash?” Cinthia could do that, but it hadn’t been her first instinct.
The maid was baffled. “You won’t?” She fidgeted some more until she finally revealed it. “Noja.” There was a clear disappointment in her tone. Almost as if she was regretting ever being given a name.
At this point, Cinthia began worrying about her own sanity. The Lady was a sadistic bitch with a stalker sister. That was understandable. Nobles were weird like that. But the maid was crazier than she had expected.
Somehow, Cinthia seemed to be the most normal person around. “Ah, fuck it.” She gave up. “Get naked and on your knees. My pussy has been itching for eternity now.”
Cinthia stripped the remaining clothes, revealing her naked glory and sat down on the damp mattress. It didn’t feel nice, but she could deal. It was better than sitting on the ground, even if the carpet looked to be thick.
Meanwhile, the maid was rapidly getting naked as well. Noja didn’t bother with being erotic, electing to be effective. Or perhaps it was just inexperience. Maybe the Bitch Queen had given her toy instructions.
Be as it may, in just a few moments, the maid was naked, then dropped on her knees and crawled towards Cinthia. Now that the maid was naked, she could see a few bruises she had been unaware of.
Elana had put in work to paint her toy’s skin with her marks. Especially the one on the neck looked nasty. But Noja seemed to wear the mark with pride.
The maid’s gaze was full of curiosity as she studied Cinthia’s pubic mound. She hadn’t trimmed it lately, meaning her red bush was rather pilose. Cinthia liked it this way. When she got eaten out, the person doing it was forced to breathe her pubes. It was hot.
But the rest of her body was clean-shaven. Cinthia was rather proud of her well-toned body and her puffy lower lips. She didn’t like to hide it.
Furthermore, shyness had never been Cinthia’s forte. So, she spread her legs as wide as possible, then used her fingers to do the same with her wet, overly aroused pussy.
With this, the maid had the best viewpoint at Cinthia’s deepest parts. “Dig in.” She could not wait, her hips already moving at the thought of the pretty maid’s tongue lapping up her juices.
The maid shuddered. Cinthia watched the lissom woman open her mouth and stick out her red tongue. She was striking. The black hair cascaded over her pale skin. The expressive, green eyes revealed deep perversion. The breasts swung in the air freely, displaying the hard nipples begging for attention.
“You are very fuckable.” Cinthia evaluated. She considered the toys hidden beneath the bed but decided against taking them out.
While Elana had not explicitly stated it, it was clear the maid’s virginity was for the Bitch Queen to take.
Cinthia had been surprised Noja was a virgin, but apparently, the maid had not found herself a ‘master’ who would take her - whatever it meant.
After deciding thinking was bad, Cinthia grabbed the maid’s hair and yanked them, inserting the woman’s nose straight into her cunt. “Ah, shit.” She shuddered from the sudden entrance.
The nose certainly wasn’t large enough for Cinthia to feel satisfied, but the maid’s struggle to breathe and the following snorting of her nectar certainly made up for it.
“That’s right. Breathe it all in.” Cinthia hungrily began grinding her nether region against the maid’s face.
The feeling of the girl’s nose pressing against her clit, the slurps as she gulped down the overflowing pussy and then…
“Ah!” Cinthia’s body tensed up, her tights clasped around the maid’s head as the little toy’s tongue entered deep into her body and began twirling around, rubbing and grinding against Cinthia’s inner walls. “Eat me! Eat me!”
Cinthia felt like she was floating. She pulled the maid’s face deeper into her folds, not allowing the toy to breathe. Her hips gyrated, grinding her clit against Noja’s nose while the girl continued to lap up her inner fluids.
“...fuck…”
The build-up was too much! Cinthia’s short breaths kept increasing in rhythm. Her skin glistened from sweat. She was about to cum!
To hold off the orgasm, Cinthia bit her lip. She felt the toy’s hands slip under her ass and lift her bottom up.
It allowed the maid to slip even deeper into Cinthia’s folds. Her vision swam. She used the maid’s face to fuck herself with wild abandon. She screamed. She clawed at the black mane. She felt the maid’s body going limp from the lack of air.
Cinthia didn’t care. She kept grinding and going until… An explosion happened. Cinthia’s mind blanked out as she filled the unconscious girl’s mouth with her squirt. She kept cumming more and more.
It was endless. Cinthia fell back on the mattress, not caring for the moistness. If anything, the bed was now ruined even more as her love nectar joined Mary’s.
“Hot…” Cinthia wheezed out. They would have to trash the bed, but…
Cinthia relaxed her tights, letting the maid collapse on the ground. She was still experiencing orgasm…
It had been the best. Cinthia’s heavy breaths filled the room as she absentmindedly looked at the ceiling. She knew this was just a start. Following the Bitch Queen had been the best choice she had ever made.