City of Witches Chapter 390

Looking at the Countess, who had turned as red as a raspberry, made me feel like I might get angry.

Especially at her cock.

Actually, the situation was still tangled, hard to say it had been clearly resolved.

I hadn't even conveyed Diana's worries to her mother, Countess Yesod.

And before that, I was still pondering whether to convey them or not.

But here before me was Countess Yesod.

The elegant and dignified Countess Lucy Yesod.

Somehow, an atmosphere that stirred a sense of betrayal and her skilled seductive techniques.

Yet the gap where, once stripped and placed on the bed, she couldn't offer any resistance was already enough to excite a man.

But it didn't stop there—was the elegant Countess actually a pervert who desired such extreme play?

How could anyone be expected to hold back?

Moreover, add one more point of arousal for today.

Originally, tonight was meant to confirm the magic power copying ability through sex instead of a lesson.

After all, if it was Countess Yesod of the 22nd Hierarchy, she seemed likely to more definitively identify the cause of this phenomenon.

In other words, under the pretext of Magic Research, another risqué rendezvous had been promised.

However, the Countess tightly sealed her lips and continued the lesson on barrier fields as if she knew nothing of such things.

Her attempt to somehow feign ignorance of the blatantly obvious embarrassing situation before her eyes was unbearably cute.

“The lesson… will end here.”

“Yes, Countess. You’ve worked hard.”

Still, commendably not fleeing and finishing the lesson, the Countess subtly gauged Siwoo’s reaction.

She seemed to be hesitating tremendously over whether to speak or not, so I opened the conversation first.

“What’s the matter?”

“Mr. Siwoo, I don’t know how you came to know about that book, but… I am not that kind of woman.”

“That kind of woman?”

Purposely playing dumb, the Countess pouts her lips.

She scolds Siwoo as if resentful.

“Mr. Siwoo…. You’re being mean.”

“Didn’t the Countess tease me plenty too?”

“Wasn’t that all repaid yesterday? And that… was just written down as it came to mind. It absolutely does not reflect my tastes!”

The Countess’s vehement protest wasn’t very convincing.

Because….

“That doesn’t seem to be the case… You seemed to like having your bottom spanked, and you seemed to like being embarrassed.”

“Mr. Siwoo! Stop! Don’t keep teasing me…! And how did you even find those books….”

It seemed like if teased further, the Countess might hide in a mouse hole, so Siwoo went along.

“No need to be so embarrassed. I’ve become interested too.”

“…Even if you try to lead me on, I won’t fall for it.”

The Countess turned her head away from Siwoo, acting primly.

“Countess, by the way, didn’t we agree to do research today?”

“…Today, I’m busy…”

“The reason you helped with the Red Branch research was because I took on the role of Miss Diana’s tutor, right?”

“Why bring that up suddenly?”

“I also want something in return for helping with the Countess’s research.”

The Countess looks at Siwoo as if startled.

Siwoo whispered into the Countess’s ear.

“Absolutely not! I told you, that’s really not my taste!”

The Countess jumps up immediately.

“It’s my taste. I think it would also help with the research if you cooperate.”

When Siwoo subtly threw her a lifeline, the Countess, after pondering for a while, reluctantly nodded.

Siwoo sitting on the sofa.

The Countess lying face down across his lap, her bottom facing the sky.

Simply put, it was the posture a misbehaving child takes when about to get a spanking from their parents.

To hide nothing.

What Siwoo intended to do was spank the Countess’s bottom.

Separate from Diana’s request to seduce the Countess, investigating the cause through ejaculation for Magic power charging was something he intended to do anyway.

And since he had learned of the Countess’s fetish, he planned to actively utilize it.

“Mr. Siwoo, it seems like you become a different person once the sun sets.”

The Countess grumbled and threw a reproach, but judging by her bright red ears, she seemed to feel extremely awkward in this situation.

At the same time, her slightly trembling voice suggested the switch had already been flipped.

“It seems like the Countess is more excited than when you took your clothes off?”

“Excited? Who? Me?”

“Yes, your ears are red too…. I can roughly tell just by your voice.”

“…Mr. Siwoo, if you tease me more, I’ll stop.”

“I’m sorry. First, is this okay?”

“Kyaak!”

Without even asking for permission, he took out a Ribbon.

Tying her wrists and ankles and securing them to the sofa legs, the Countess showed noticeable panic.

The Countess squirmed, but without using Magic, escaping this binding would be impossible.

“T-this much?”

“If we’re doing it, we should do it properly.”

“…Alright.”

It seems she really wanted this.

Even though she suggested it, she was inwardly surprised.

Actually, this posture and the play about to unfold were acts that would evoke a strong sense of rejection for a fully grown adult.

Would a fully grown adult want to lie face down over a knee and get their bottom spanked, adopting that posture?

But the Countess showed much less resistance than expected.

This grumbling must also be due to the minimal authority she wants to maintain as a Countess.

It was obvious that if released, she would let out a regretful sigh.

“I’ll begin.”

Grabbing the hem of the Countess’s dress, he flipped it up above her waist.

The soft bottom rounded toward the sky and the lewd harmony of the fabric piece digging into its cleft.

Sliding a finger between the buttocks crease, he pulled her panties down to her thighs.

“…….”

The Countess’s breathing grew rough, and a slight goosebump appeared on her soft skin.

Certainly, a bottom in a lying-down state and a bottom in a doggy-style position are distinctly different.

Unfortunately, the hip-raised buttocks flesh had plumped up a bit more, properly covering the anus.

Instead, the tightly clenched, plump Boji flesh of the Countess peeked slightly between her thighs.

After fully baring her bottom, she stubbornly refused to look back, staring only forward.

Neither Siwoo nor Lucy said anything.

In a state of hair-trigger excitement, Siwoo’s hand swung down.

-Smack!

“Hup…!”

“Wow…”

The white bottom, shaking like pudding as if boasting its softness.

A much more stable cushioning sensation than Boji suspension settles heavily into the palm.

It felt much better to the hand than when he spanked her bottom raised toward the sky the other day.

“How is it?”

“It… hurts…. And it’s embarrassing…. Kyaak!”

-Smack!This time, the palm swung to the opposite side.

It was only two strikes.

And Siwoo witnessed an unbelievable sight.

Because the Countess's tightly sealed clam flesh began to quiver and then trickled a single stream of transparent honey-like fluid.

-Smack! Smack!

"Hng… Hheup…!"

With each successive pat on the buttocks, the Countess's body shook.

With every strike, he could see the crevice between her tightly clinging petals growing increasingly wet.

-Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Regardless of the visual stimulation, the situation itself boasted an insane level of arousal.

The fact that Countess Yesod was allowing this act of spanking her buttocks as if being punished, and was getting wet in the process without any direct sexual stimulation.

It was obscenely lewd.

"Si… Siwoo-ssi…. Just a moment…. Just a moment, please…. It hurts too much…. And I want to stop…. It's too…. Somehow this is too much…."

It seemed like less than five minutes had passed since they started, yet the Countess was panting with a pitiful voice.

The trembling vibration of her body was unusual.

This was the sight of her before she came.

Wow.

This person is 'the real deal.'

A genuine pervert who could come just from having her buttocks bared and spanked until her skin turned red and hot.

Her obscenely lewd reaction was more than enough to shatter the brakes.

"Countess, do you really think you're about to come from just a few spanks on your buttocks?"

"Wh, who…! That can't be…!"

"You're truly a pervert."

"Ah, I said it's not…!"

-Smack!

"Ah…heut…! I, I'm talking…! Siwoo-ssi!"

Simultaneous with the Countess's panting, her waist wriggled left and right.

Looking at the buttocks where bright red handprints were beginning to be imprinted, Siwoo repeatedly delivered spanks, pang pang.

What man could possibly place the Countess on his lap like this and administer corporal punishment?

Is this success?

-Whoosh!

His palm, raised higher with excitement.

-Smack!

With the ultimate stickiness, it sank into the soft flesh of her buttocks.

"Ugh…ugh…uheup…. Haaaang…! Haat…! Hheut…! Yt…!"

And simultaneously, the Countess's eyes rolled back showing the whites, and the line of her back drew a pitiful curve.

The Countess's body, including her buttocks, trembled delectably like pudding, and Siwoo's thigh grew damp.

"Haa… Haa…"

Glancing at Countess Yesod, he saw her looking up at him with astonished eyes.

Her gaze seemed to say, 'Did I really just come from that?'

And that expression quickly became disheveled with a belated sense of bewilderment and embarrassment.

"Si, Siwoo-ssi… It's a misunderstanding…. Really, it was just because it hurt too much…."

"Countess."

As Siwoo's calmly settled voice pierced her ears, the Countess flinched and her shoulders trembled.

"What did we agree you would say when you came?"

"Ah, I said I didn't…! Hheuk…!"

Siwoo shoved a single middle finger into the space between the Countess's tightly clenched labia.

It was a somewhat forceful insertion, fitting the expression 'shoved in' literally.

"Hau…. Uuugh…"

The inner flesh, soaked so stickily it was as if an entire tube of lube had been squeezed out.

The Countess's labia, which had just reached a light orgasm, entwined around his finger with unparalleled heat.

"The sensation inside is exactly the same as right after you came just now."

Her face, redder than her buttocks.

The Countess expressed the shame of having her weak point struck by clenching and flinching as if to cut off the finger.

This is really….

As a man, I can't stop.

It's no different from a reaction that screams for him to fuck her roughly right in front of him.

By the way, isn't the Countess's corruption happening too quickly?

"Because the Countess came without a word, my pants are a mess."

A voice tinged with excitement and a hint of sadism.

It was a kind of turning point.

Countess Yesod's imagination likely painted a clear picture of what Siwoo wanted, and what would happen if she consented here.

Her choice following that was….

"I'm… sorry…."

It was the okay sign.

"I, I'll say it again… it's absolutely not my preference! It's just… I, I did soil Siwoo-ssi's pants… and since Siwoo-ssi is interested, I'm just trying it out too."

"……."

"…Do you understand?"

Although a bit of an unnecessary addition was attached.

Author's Note (Afterword)

Two more chapters go up today, then taking a day off.

Need to wrap things up for the finale.