Cid's new eyes, which were sharp and predatory—locked onto Elara. The maid's cheeks burned crimson under his stare, but she didn't retreat. Duty bound her; the system's subtle push already nudged her pulse higher.
The interface updated in real time:
[Target: Elara – Personal Maid]
Submission: 35 (Duty + fear of punishment)
Corruption: 8 (Latent arousal from "attending needs")
Pleasure Gauge: 0%*
[Command Opportunity: Initiate Service – High Success Chance]
He sat up fully, silk sheets pooling at his waist. This body was perfect: tall, lean-muscled, cock already half-hard from the system's aphrodisiac-like initialization aura.
"Strip," Cid ordered in a flat voice.
Elara's hands trembled as they rose to her apron strings. "Y-Young master… here? Now?"
[Resistance Detected: -3 Submission]
But obedience took over her body. The uniform fell away in layers—apron, dress, petticoat—revealing creamy skin, full breasts straining against a thin lace bra, and matching panties already damp at the crotch.
She stood there shivering, arms crossed over her chest instinctively.
Cid rose, towering over her. He circled once, like he used to circle marks before a kill. His finger hooked under her chin, forcing eye contact.
"You're wet already. From serving? Or from knowing what comes next?"
Elara bit her lip. "I… I must attend to all your needs, as Lady instructed…"
Cid's hand slid down, cupping one breast through lace. Her nipple hardened instantly under his thumb.
[Ding!]
[Arousal Spike Detected – Pleasure Gauge: 18%]
[Submission +7 → 39]
He ripped the bra away in one motion. Revealing heavy tits which bounced free, with pink nipples erect, begging to be sucked.
"On your knees. Mouth open."
She dropped without hesitation now, knees hitting the carpet. Her lips parted, and her tongue flicking out nervously.
Cid freed his cock—thick, veined, already leaking pre-cum. He gripped her hair and pushed in slowly at first, letting her adjust, then deeper until she gagged.
[Throat Resistance: Minor]
[Pleasure Gauge: 42% – Target adapting]
"Fight it," he growled. "Or don't. Either way, you're swallowing every inch."
Elara's eyes watered, but she pushed forward, taking him to the base. Her throat convulsed around him—warm, tight, desperate.
He fucked her face with steady, punishing rhythm. Wet gluck-gluck sounds filled the room. Drool ran down her chin, mixing with tears.
[Corruption +12 → 20]
[Gag Reflex Breaking – New Trait Unlocked: Deepthroat Proficiency]
Cid pulled out abruptly, strings of saliva connecting them. He slapped her cheek lightly with his wet cock.
"Beg for it in your cunt."
Elara gasped, voice hoarse. "Please… Master… use my filthy maid pussy. Fill me… ruin me… I-I can't think anymore…"
[Submission Surge: +18 → 57]
[Corruption: 32 – Mind Crack Stage Reached]
Cid shoved her onto the bed face-down, ass up. He tore her panties aside—no foreplay. One brutal thrust buried him balls-deep in her dripping heat.
Elara screamed into the pillow—pleasure-pain mix. Her walls clamped like a vice.
[Virginity Confirmed – Broken!]
[Pleasure Overload: 78%]
[Orgasm Imminent – Target]
He pounded relentlessly, hips slamming against her ass. Each thrust forced a muffled cry from her.
"Whose hole is this?"
"Y-Yours—Master's—only yours—ahhn!"
She came hard—squirting around his cock, body shaking violently.
[First Orgasm Detected!]
[Submission +25 → 82]
[Corruption +18 → 50]
[Ahegao Trigger: Partial – Tongue out, eyes rolling]
Cid didn't stop. He yanked her head back by the hair, forcing her to arch.
"Cum again. Milk me."
Second orgasm hit almost immediately—her pussy spasming, begging for seed.
He roared, flooding her womb with thick, hot ropes. The excess leaked out around his shaft, dripping onto the sheets.
[Ding!]
[Taming Milestone: 80% – Slave Brand Unlocked]
[Apply Brand? Y/N]
Cid mentally selected Y. A glowing tattoo appeared low on her abdomen—a small serpent coiling around a rose. It pulsed once, then settled.
Elara collapsed forward, ass still raised, cum leaking freely. Her face was wrecked: mascara-streaked, drool everywhere, stupid blissful smile.
"Master… thank you… for claiming your worthless maid…"
Cid pulled out, cock still hard. He slapped her ass—red handprint blooming.
"Clean me. Then prepare breakfast. Naked. If anyone sees your brand, tell them who owns you."
Elara crawled to obey, tongue lapping eagerly at his length, eyes shining with broken devotion.
[New Quest: Household Conquest – Tame 2 more servants before dinner]
[Reward: Manor-wide Obedience Aura + Random Heroine Intel]