Lying back against the silk pillows, a translucent blue screen flickered in the dark.
[ System Notification: Blackmailing a Tier 5 Mage ]
[ Reward: +90 TP ]
[ Current Balance: 300 TP ]
I exhaled a long breath and let sleep finally take me.
Morning sunlight pierced the heavy velvet curtains. I did not wake to an alarm, but to a soft, rhythmic pressure on my shoulder.
"Young Master Kael... please wake up."
The scent of fresh lavender instantly cleared my mind. I opened my eyes. Chloe leaned over me, her small hand resting flat against my chest.
Her crisp black and white maid uniform strained heavily against her curves, the collar dipping low to offer a scandalous view of her cleavage.
"Young Master?" she murmured. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she noticed my intense gaze.
She froze. A deep blush crept up her neck, but she did not pull away. Her fingers twitched against my sleep shirt, absorbing the rapid beat of my heart. She was a fragile butterfly hovering right into my trap.
I did not waste a second.
[ System Skill Activated: Electrifying Touch ]
A low-voltage current of highly stimulating mana shot from my chest directly into her palm.
Gasp.
Chloe jolted. Her pupils dilated instantly as the magical current struck her nervous system.
The faint pink on her cheeks flared into a feverish red. Her breathing turned shallow and rapid, the artificial pleasure melting her professional restraint.
I grabbed her trembling hand. "Good morning, Chloe," I murmured.
Before she could process it, I guided her hand beneath the warm silk sheets and pressed her soft fingers firmly around my aching, hardened dick.
"Y-Young Master..." she stammered, staring at the sheets in shock. Yet, under the heavy influence of my skill, her fingers instinctively tightened.
"In the early morning, ambient mana is at its peak," I whispered smoothly, weaving the trap.
"If you extract and swallow the pure, concentrated mana my core produces right now, your body will absorb it. It will revitalize your energy and give you perfectly clear skin." I locked eyes with her flushed face.
"Are you going to let all that precious morning mana go to waste?"
She hesitated for only a fraction of a second.
The sheer logic of my manufactured excuse, combined with the agonizing electrical arousal pooling between her thighs, completely overwhelmed her.
With a shuddering breath, she climbed onto the bed, straddling my hips. She yanked the quilt away, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of my sleep pants, and pulled.
My thick dick sprang free, gorged with morning blood. A genuine gasp escaped Chloe's glossy lips.
Her wide emerald green eyes traced the pronounced veins before her trembling hands reached out, gripping the hot flesh with cautious reverence.
The second her bare skin made contact, I fed another concentrated pulse of mana into my Electrifying Touch.
"Ah...!"
A sweet, breathless moan echoed in the quiet bedroom. Her body shuddered, her grip instinctively tightening as she tried to anchor herself against the paralyzing wave of pleasure.
Taking a shaky breath, she leaned forward.
Ptui.
A thick bead of warm saliva fell directly onto the swollen head of my dick. She smeared the moisture down the thick veins and immediately fell into a steady, determined rhythm.
Squish. Slap. Squelch.
The explicit, wet sounds of her slick palms sliding rapidly over my rigid flesh filled the air. The sensation was incredible, but I wanted more.
I reached up and shoved my hand beneath her crisp uniform, bypassing her undergarments to clamp directly onto her warm breast.
Chloe gasped loudly, her hands freezing. "M-Master, what are ya doing?" she stammered, her face burning crimson.
"Focus on your task," I commanded, my thumb dragging aggressively over her hardening nipple.
"If I touch your breasts, the arousal helps me release the mana much faster for you."
Her clouded mind accepted the lie instantly.
"Y-Yes, Young Master," she breathed out. Biting her lip, she leaned heavily into my palm and doubled her pace.
Squish. Slap. Squish!
But feeling her restricted by the cotton was not enough. My fingers traced her back, found the hook of her bra, and snapped it open.
I pulled the straps down her arms and out of the way.
Pop. Bounce.
Her heavy, generous breasts spilled free, swaying heavily in the cool morning air. Her dark brown nipples instantly stiffened.
"M-Master... they are..." she whimpered.
"They are perfect," I praised darkly, rolling her hardened peak mercilessly between my fingers.
Pinch. Roll. Zaaap!
I pulsed another surge of lightning directly into her skin.
"Ahhh!" Chloe's back arched. The sudden spike of pleasure shattered her last shred of restraint. Her slick hands clamped down on my shaft with a desperate, crushing grip.
Squeeze. Throb. Slap. Squish!
Her pace doubled. She was no longer just stroking. She was desperately trying to squeeze the life out of my flesh.
Her palms blurred, milking the thick veins in a frantic, hungry rhythm as her plush breasts bounced wildly with every movement.
The intense, crushing pressure finally broke my composure. A low, guttural groan ripped from my throat.
Hearing my pleasure only drove her wilder. Her silver blond hair bounced around her shoulders. Her heavy breasts heaved.
The stiff, dark brown peaks of her nipples practically begged for more attention.
I gladly obliged. My fingers clamped down on her sensitive brown areola. I gave the swollen bud a sharp, claiming pinch and flooded my fingertips with another brutal surge of magical current.
Zaaap!
"Nngh... Ahhhh!" Chloe threw her head back. A high, sweet scream tore past her lips.
The shockwave of pleasure traveled directly from her pinched nipple straight down to her core.
Her emerald green eyes rolled back slightly. Her tongue darted out to wet her flushed lips as a fresh wave of natural euphoria completely overloaded her senses.
[ System Notification: Euphoric Dependency: Phase 2 Active ]
[ Target: Chloe (Personal Maid) ]
[ Arousal Level: 96% (Nearing Climax) ]
[ Affection Level: 87/100 -> 88/100 (Deep Pity, Love & Escalating Dependency) ]
[ Status: Target is actively driving toward the Host's essence to maintain baseline euphoria. ]
[ Corrupting Influence Applied: +150 TP ]
[ Current Balance: 450 TP ]
She was completely at the mercy of the system. Driven by her newly formed dependency and the burning need to extract my essence, her grip turned downright punishing.
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap!
The speed was blinding. Her slick hands rode up and down my thick veins in a rapid-fire rhythm. She squeezed the heavy girth with absolute desperation.
Every stroke sent a wave of white-hot heat directly to my core.
"Chloe," I muttered, my voice dropping into a dark, gravelly tone as the pressure peaked. "I am about to cum."
Gasp.
Her emerald green eyes widened through the fog of her arousal. Before her overloaded brain could fully process the words, I took control.
I buried my fingers deep into her silver blond hair. My grip was firm and unyielding as I guided her head downward.
I pulled her face directly toward the pulsing, swollen tip of my member, pressing lightly against her jaw to force her glossy lips apart.
Chloe let out a muffled whimper of surprise.
The sudden change caught her completely off guard, but she was simply too sensitive to care.
The electrical stimulation crackled violently through her nervous system. Her lips parted eagerly against the hot crown of my erection.
The tension snapped completely. My hips buckled off the mattress as my shaft gave a massive, violent throb.
Splurt!
With a heavy, internal pulse, my erection erupted. A thick, white torrent of morning mana shot violently from the tip, hitting the back of Chloe's throat with immense pressure.
"Mgh?!"
Chloe's eyes went completely wide. Her cheeks ballooned outward instantly, her lips forced into a tight, perfect round shape as the sheer volume of the load completely filled her mouth.
The eruption did not stop. For ten agonizingly long seconds, my dick aggressively throbbed against her face, pumping heavy, thick waves of hot fluid into her mouth without a single pause.
Gulp. Gulp.
She struggled desperately to keep up with the overwhelming pace. Tears pricked the corners of her wide, glazed emerald green eyes as her throat worked in tight, frantic swallows.
Her hands, still wrapped tightly around the base of my pulsing girth, trembled violently from the sheer intensity of the climax.
The thick fluid threatened to spill past her lips, but driven by her deep dependency, she refused to let a single drop go to waste, straining to gulp down every bit of the concentrated cum.
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