City of Witches Chapter 4

Stimulating the male genitalia by hand to induce ejaculation, then observing whether magic power occurs.

Though phrased that way, in terms of the act itself, there was no difference from a handjob.

There was no way to guess what Amelia was thinking, but her hands, felt for the first time, were extremely cold.

"Before beginning full stimulation, it's important to first make it large enough to grasp firmly with your hand."

A touch unimaginable from her usual rigid demeanor.

Holding the shaft of his cock, she began caressing it, moving her fingers as if dancing.

"Gently stroke it as if soothing a child, and stimulate the glans by pushing upward with your thumb."

"Kgh!"

Siwoo disliked Amelia.

And he also disliked having to show himself being given a handjob in front of others.

Yet, what he couldn't deny was that her hand felt incredibly good.

Regardless of his will, blood rushed to his lower abdomen. He vividly felt the once soft thing slowly swelling.

"Wow!"

"The pendulum moved! And he hasn't even ejaculated yet!"

Simultaneously with the thing's erection, the pendulum on the chalkboard vibrated toward Siwoo.

"I explained that mental elevation triggers magic power generation, right? As you see, men can generate magic power just by feeling arousal. Even if it's an insignificantly small amount."

While Siwoo's thing had fully grown large, flaunting its majesty, Amelia unusually voiced her personal opinion.

"Getting erect in any situation or condition. Men are pitiful creatures."

Amelia momentarily removed her hand from Siwoo's thing.

Once erect, it wasn't something that would subside easily.

Siwoo's thing, boasting a size clearly larger than the average for East Asians, remained stiff and throbbing even after leaving her hand.

"Assistant Shin Siwoo, are you feeling sexual arousal right now?"

After all, it was the cider he'd been dragged around for five years.

It was certainly no illusion that Amelia's subtly inquiring voice held a hint of teasing.

She was asking now.

'Even though you refused night service so defiantly, did you get this aroused just from a few touches by hand?'

It was humiliating.

Amelia hadn't offered to demonstrate ejaculation induction methods for no reason.

Just as Siwoo knew Amelia well, she also knew him.

She had figured out what would make him feel shame and deliberately created this situation.

"No answer."

Amelia, who would normally press for a reply, pressured Siwoo in a completely different way.

Amelia's hand, which had merely been fumbling, firmly gripped his cock.

Making a ring with her thumb and index finger, she inserted his cock between them and began moving her hand back and forth.

The dry sound of skin rubbing, thwak thwak.

With delicate control of strength, Amelia performed a smooth handjob without any lubricant.

Moreover, by persistently stimulating sensitive spots while observing Siwoo's reactions, his hips kept trying to jerk.

"Kgh... kghu..."

While Siwoo made a face as if dying, resisting the pleasure, the Twins kept exclaiming in admiration as if watching something rare.

Perhaps her posture was slightly uncomfortable, Amelia placed one hand on Siwoo's shoulder and seriously increased her speed.

Each time her bright blonde hair swayed, it tickled his nostrils, mingling with the scent of luxurious Fragrance and her body scent.

The pendulum's vibration, initially slight like swaying in the wind, was gradually increasing in amplitude.

Amelia looked up at Siwoo's face, which was contorting moment by moment.

As if savoring his expression steeped in humiliation, she slowly rolled her eyes, seemingly pleased.

Her breathing had become more rapid than before the handjob.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Doesn't it feel good?"

Amelia, heartless and tearless, whispered once more in a voice that unusually carried emotion.

Though the emotion that had finally surfaced was a sense of superiority, which was extremely unfortunate for Siwoo.

Even knowing resisting was meaningless, he had no choice but to resist.

If he came quickly here, he'd only end up playing into her veiled mockery.

As Siwoo bit his tongue, trying to hold back ejaculation, Amelia clicked her tongue.

"Stop with the pointless antics and come quickly. My arm hurts."

Amelia's grip strength increased as she whispered low enough for the Twins not to hear.

The exquisitely controlled force pushed in an irresistible pleasure.

"Ugh...!"

Timewise, it had only been 15 minutes, but it was utterly insufficient for someone who hadn't masturbated for what felt like at least two months.

The immense pleasure, proportional to how long he'd delayed ejaculation, turned his mind white.

"Wow! Wow!"

"It's coming out!"

-Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!

In the intense pleasure like a flash of light exploding before his eyes, Siwoo's cock twitched and spewed out cum.

Amelia didn't stop her hand until the very end, even while watching him ejaculate.

A sense of cruelty, as if intending to squeeze out every last drop of cum remaining inside, was palpable.

After finishing the dizzying ejaculation with pleasure that resonated to his tailbone, a creeping emptiness flooded Siwoo's chest. Self-loathing and shame were bonuses.

"You saw, right? Magic power occurs at the moment of ejaculation like this."

"Yes, yes!"

"Professor Amelia, can we try it this time?"

In Siwoo's eyes, wanting to crouch down immediately and soothe his sore insides, came the mercilessly swinging pendulum.

And additionally, the sight of the Twins looking like they wanted to cross the table right away and begin a second experiment.

Amelia neatly wiped the cum that had gotten on her fingers during ejaculation with a handkerchief and took out her pocket watch.

"Due to time constraints, we'll stop here for today. The custodian may return to his duties."

"That's not fair!"

"We want to try too!"

Amelia, who had deployed Magic in the air just before ejaculation to even cleanly collect the cum, continued the lesson, calming the Twins without even looking back at Siwoo.

After standing dazed for a while, Siwoo gathered his despondent feelings and, grabbing his lab coat, fled the second lecture hall as if running away.

Siwoo headed toward the warehouse with a half-dazed expression.

It wasn't that he hadn't anticipated a public masturbation disguised as cum extraction, but he never imagined he'd actually receive a handjob from that Amelia and put on a humiliating ejaculation show.

"Life is fucking... empty."

Coincidentally, rain was falling pathetically, making him crave a cigarette.

To tell the truth, it had felt good, and there were aspects that were arousing, just as Amelia had said.How often does one get to hold hands with a beauty they've never even touched before?

But no matter how hard he fought, he had merely been played by Amelia's tricks, and the memory of shamefully ejaculating in her hand within just 15 minutes still made his face burn with embarrassment.

At times like these, he envied Takasho, the master of masochism.

That friend would have proudly boasted that the famously haughty Amelia had personally given him a handjob, even coming all the way to Siwoo's room.

What was even more unsettling was the uncertainty of whether this was the beginning or the end of Amelia's revenge.

He could only pray that Amelia, who had suffered the insult of a second rejection this morning, felt a sense of satisfaction upon seeing Siwoo's disgrace.

Worrying over trivial matters was a luxury one could only afford when they had the time.

Siwoo still had the task of organizing the library ahead of him.

The magic library, located in the southern part of Trinity Academy, was the largest building in the Academy. It was said that when it was first established, it was so crowded with people that there were no books left on the shelves.

However, by the 21st century, hardly any witches visited this magic library.

As time passed, the witches' Hierarchy became more uniformly elevated, and few sought out the library that housed basic magical texts.

Thanks to that, the only ones who visited this lonely library were witches or apprentice witches who suddenly found themselves confused by a formula.

If it weren't for that, managing this vast library alone would have been impossible.

"Sigh..."

Having changed into his work clothes, Siwoo ate his late lunch with bread that had hardened in a corner of the library.

A slave's meal was usually barley bread, which tasted even worse than sponge, or thinly boiled oatmeal porridge.

It wasn't particularly despairing anymore.

For Siwoo, meals were merely a task for nutritional supplementation.

"Better get to cleaning."

Finishing his meal in less than three minutes, Siwoo first began organizing the books piled on the table.

No matter how rarely visited the library was, once witches started rummaging through the books, they would casually leave dozens scattered about. Today, over a thousand books were stacked high on the table.

Still, library cleaning was one of the times Siwoo somewhat enjoyed.

There was no one to watch him or rush him. If he finished the cleaning properly, he could even curl up in a corner of the library and catch a quick nap.

Above all else...

"Ah, this was the problem."

He picked up the book he had been reading yesterday, hid behind a bookshelf, and flipped through the pages.

To witches, the books in the library were utterly mundane basic texts, but to him, they were a sea of information hiding all sorts of knowledge.

By snatching bits of time to browse through the magical texts, he could evenly absorb everything from centuries-old theses left by witches to basic magical knowledge.

As the saying goes, even a dog that spends three years at a school can recite poetry. Before being kidnapped and brought here, Siwoo hadn't even known magic existed, but now he could clumsily interpret and draw magic formulas.

Siwoo pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his work clothes pocket, quickly jotted down notes with a pencil, and then tucked it back into his pocket as if hiding it from prying eyes.

There had been a problem troubling him for at least two weeks, but acquiring a new formula had cleared his mind.

If he didn't have even these small joys of learning, he would have gone mad long ago.

Today's gains were sufficient.

After finishing work and cleaning Amelia's research building, he planned to break through the stuck parts at home based on the theory he had newly acquired today.

"Still, there's no guarantee life will be completely fucked up."

Moping around gloomily and wallowing in self-pity wouldn't improve anything.

Siwoo had only one goal.

To draw a magic circle that could travel back and forth to the modern era and escape this godforsaken city.

This self-taught magic study was for that purpose.

Just thinking about returning to Korea, enjoying a cold beer, and tearing into some chicken seemed to lift his gloom a little.

He gathered the books scattered all over the table, placed them back in their proper spots, and wiped the bookshelves with a damp cloth to ensure not a speck of dust was stirred.

Checking and replacing the Wizard Stones engraved with preservation formulas installed for book maintenance was also Siwoo's responsibility.

By the time all the work was done, the sun was already setting in the late afternoon.

Climbing up and down the ladder placed by the bookshelves to restore the books and finishing the cleaning left his back aching.

Siwoo's daily routine, which began with waking at 6 a.m. and starting the day with garden cleaning, didn't end until 6 p.m.

Originally, he would have returned to his quarters, scribble magic formulas, and fall asleep, but he had to go clean Amelia's research building.

Pushing his gloomy feelings aside, Siwoo made his way toward the research building.