They caressed their clefts and dug in with their fingertips. In Lenka’s case, she even used one of her hands to grope her breast and toy with it. Even Rozbeth, who had complained earlier, obeyed the order dutifully, closing her eyes as she endured the pleasure she gave herself with her fingers. Tea enjoyed Caim staring at her, while Millicia sent him embarrassed glances.
The four maids entertained their master with their lewd performance, their knees trembling in pleasure.
“Man, I feel like a king... This is amazing,” Caim said, captivated by a sight that most people would never see. Just as he had ordered, the girls were all masturbating, their hot bodies trembling and their skin flushed. Even though Caim’s gaze was embarrassing, they also enjoyed it, finding it greatly arousing. “I haven’t even touched you yet, but you’re already all completely soaked. What erotic maids.”
His comment sent a shiver down the girls’ spines, intensifying their moans.
“You can stop now,” Caim ordered with a clap of his hands. He had noticed they were reaching their limits.
“Aaah... Grrraooow...”
“Haaa... You are so mean, Caim...”
“Once again, you’re toying with me...”
“Ugh... How humiliating...”
The four stopped masturbating, panting. Their skirts fell back in place, covering their previously exposed private parts.
“That should be enough foreplay. Time to enjoy the main event,” Caim said, tapping on the bed. The lascivious sight had had quite the effect on him, and his prized “sword” was already pushing hard against his pants. “You’re gonna service me, right? Go on.”
“Master Caim!” Now that they’d received their master’s permission, the four maids jumped at him like dogs who had been forced to wait for a treat and stripped him of his clothes. Then they pushed him down on the bed and started licking him all over.
“Slurp... You taste so good...”
“I could drink your sweat forever...”
As the Poison King, Caim’s fluids were like an aphrodisiac for women compatible with him, and they found them absolutely delicious. The girls greedily licked off his sweat and saliva in rapture.
“Me first!” Tea proclaimed, jumping onto Caim’s lap. Her cleft, dripping wet thanks to masturbating earlier, easily accepted Caim’s “sword.” “Grrrraaaoooooooow!” Tea immediately climaxed, as she was already near her limit, her back arching and her body twitching. “You’re as amazing as ever, Master Caim...”
“You, on the other hand, are tighter than usual... Was waiting that hard for you?” Caim asked.
“Grrraoow... How embarrassing...”
“Well, here’s your reward. Enjoy it,” Caim said, thrusting from below, eliciting a loud moan from Tea. He was so relentless that it was as though Tea was riding a wild horse, which brought her even more pleasure than before.
“This is it... This is what I— Aaaaaaaaaaah!”
“Tea looks like she is feeling so good... I am jealous...”
“Don’t forget about us.”
Millicia and Rozbeth complained on Caim’s left and right, so he unbuttoned the front of their uniforms and groped their breasts, making them moan louder.
“Sorry. I’ll show you plenty of love—don’t worry.” Caim dug his fingers into their flesh, fondling their breasts.
Because he was groping them both at the same time, he could really tell how much smaller Rozbeth was than Millicia, which made him sigh with pity.
“Wait, what are you sighing for?! You’re mocking me, aren’t you?!” Rozbeth snapped at him, noticing his pitying gaze.
“You’re imagining things.”
“Don’t underestimate a woman’s intuition! You’ve got a lot of nerve thinking that while you’re fondling my— Aaah!”
“I told you that it’s just your imagination. Don’t be so suspicious,” Caim chided her, pinching her nipple. “You don’t need to worry, anyway—it’s not like I hate your breasts or anything. In fact, you’re definitely the most sensitive, so I like toying with them.”
Caim wasn’t just saying this to placate Rozbeth—he was being honest. Perhaps because they were so much smaller, Rozbeth’s breasts were very sensitive, so he enjoyed her reactions the most when playing with her.
“Ugh... You can’t just toy with my chest like this!”
“Give up. That’s just the kind of guy I am, so you’d better just accept it,” Caim replied with another strong thrust into Tea, which brought her to climax.
“It’s my turn next! I won’t wait any longer!” Lenka declared, replacing Tea and straddling Caim with a lascivious expression, her breasts jiggling out of her maid’s uniform.
“That’s unfair, Lenka!”
“To think you’d slip past my guard... Not bad.”
Millicia and Rozbeth were both vexed to have been beaten to the punch.
“I have been waiting for an opportunity since earlier. I will not give my place to anyone—even you, my lady!” Lenka proclaimed triumphantly. “Well then, let’s do it, Sir Caim!”
“Yeah, yeah, I got it... Bring it on.” It was his second round in the cowgirl position for the night, and Caim didn’t hesitate to thrust his “sword” into Lenka from below.
Eventually, he made Lenka climax, then he followed with Millicia and Rozbeth after that. Naturally, they didn’t stop there—the maid role-play had really fired them up, and they continued to take turns until it was nearly dawn.
“Mmmh!”
But Caim’s maidful night wasn’t over yet. Just when he’d finally managed to get some sleep, he found himself in a forest with a woman assaulting him.
“Wait, you’re...!”
It was the green-haired woman from before. She was also wearing a maid’s uniform, but she must have been unused to wearing clothes at all because she hadn’t buttoned it correctly. It did, however, give her a rather lewd appearance.
“Mmmh!”
“Wait, don’t tell me you want to do it too?” Caim asked, surprised by the sudden appearance of a fifth maid. The green-haired woman quickly stripped him, her arousal clear on her face. “Jeez... Oh well, I suppose just a little won’t hurt.”
“Mmmmmh!”
While still exhausted, Caim fulfilled the new maid’s expectations as his “sword” stood tall once again.