Chapter 1322

<Chapter 1322> 1322. The Plum Swordmaster Reincarnated Into the Count’s Family

“Money or relics? I’ve got enough already. As for repayment… how about you repay me with your body, just like Sharanel did?”

Priscilla’s icy gaze locks onto me.

“With your body…? Surely you’re not asking for my dragon heart… Are you saying become your sex slave?”

“Not a sex slave, but a maid. Sharanel had nothing else to offer me, so she became a maid.”

“…You want me to be your maid? How is that different from being your sex slave?”

“It’s definitely different. What can I do?”

Priscilla crosses her arms.

This wasn’t a good reaction.

Crossing arms psychologically signifies guarding against and rejecting someone, as I’ve read somewhere.

“There are conditions.”

It wasn’t an outright cold rejection.

I almost sighed in relief but held it back.

“Yes. Please state them.”

“One year. After one year, release both me and Sharanel.”

“…Including Sharanel?”

“Yes. And the time starts now.”

“You mean right now, in this dream world moment—not by real-world standards?”

“That’s correct. Is there any issue?”

“Of course there is! A year is way too short. We could get trapped here for more than a year, no? At minimum, I want a year in real-world time… No, even that’s too short. I demand at least three years.”

“Three years of using a dragon like me?”

Priscilla’s gaze grows colder. But I didn’t flinch. Here, I mustn’t back down before her.

“For someone who’s lived thousands of years, Priscilla-sama, three years is nothing, right?”

“…Perhaps to me, but Sharanel is human, like you.”

“I’ll make an exception for Sharanel. Six months. How about it?”

“…”

Priscilla closes her eyes. After deep contemplation, she sighs, then opens her eyes again.

“Fine. I accept your proposal. This promise must be kept.”

“Would I dare cheat Priscilla-sama?”

What Priscilla overlooks is that Sharanel has already agreed to be my assistant. Even if I let her go, she won’t leave.

“Then, Priscilla.”

“…”

Priscilla’s eyebrows twitch. Before she explodes, I hurriedly continue.

“Calm down. You’ve agreed to be my maid, haven’t you?”

“…I will not call you ‘Master.'”

“That’s fine.”

Titles aren’t important. What matters now is my increasingly excited member.

“Priscilla. Give oral service to my member.”

Approaching Priscilla, she gazes at me expressionlessly before relenting, kneeling on the floor to bring her eye level with my member.

“Since we agreed, let’s get it over with quickly.”

Without hesitation or embarrassment, Priscilla grabs my member with her hand and swiftly takes it into her mouth.

[Priscilla’s Erogenous Zones: – ]

They don’t exist. Her insensitivity remains unchanged, past or present.

With my member in her mouth, Priscilla sucks mechanically. She doesn’t perform fellatio as well as Sharanel. I understand it’s due to lack of experience, but still… somewhat disappointing. Grabbing Priscilla by the head, I yank her forcefully.


I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that request.


Gripping her tightly, I watched as she desperately gasped for air. I let her take in just enough to keep going.

“Guh… guh…”

I began pistoning my grip on her throat. Squelch squelch. Lewd sounds rang out from her womanhood. Even Priscilla’s stoic expression began to crack. Her sharp gaze softened, and her cheeks flushed red.

“Priscilla. If you stay like this, you might really die. Imagine that – Ancient Dragon Priscilla Lipdas choking to death at the hands of a human… What an embarrassing way to go.”

“Khhhh…. hup!”

Puck puck.

Her heels struck the floor as her hand grabbed my wrist, trying to signal me to stop. But I tightened my grip even more, thrusting my hips forward and back.

Pewwwt.

A stream of arousal shot out, soaking my lower abdomen. Amused by her cute reaction, I loosened my grip on her neck.

“Haaak, hak…! Haa, haa…”

Priscilla drew breaths heavily. Her body went limp. Her once tight womanhood became perfectly slick. Grabbing her thighs, I plunged my manhood into her with wet smacks. The handprints on her neck stood out clearly.

I ejaculated inside her convulsing core. Pulling out, streams of white semen dripped out immediately.

“…”

I sensed a gaze. Turning my head, Sharne had awakened and was staring blankly at the scene. I flashed her a grin as I stood up…

And placed my foot on Priscilla’s face.

“Gyurk?! Wh-what are you doing?! Get your foot off me!”

“Shut up, Priscilla. For the next three years, you’re my maid. And as my maid, you’ll serve me with your body.”

“…”

Priscilla shut her mouth, glaring up at me. I confirmed her womanhood twitched.

‘So her womanhood still reacts.’

This proved Priscilla had two walls.

One was fear of death. As a lifeform that has reigned supreme for thousands of years, her body reacted violently as she faced impending death.

‘At first, I thought she enjoyed pain like a masochist… but no.’

The other wall was the humiliation of being dominated by a lesser species. Her current state – having her face stepped on by me while her womanhood twitches – was proof.

Though her eyes glared at me like they wanted to kill,

I grabbed my manhood while stepping on her face, aiming for her body and releasing my urine. The yellow liquid stained the Ancient Dragon.

“Wha-wha?! Master…!”

Sharne was shocked.

“…Kk.”

Unable to bear the humiliation, Priscilla closed her eyes. Her womanhood was twitching even more than before.

After finishing my urination, I proceeded to step on her womanhood.

“…”

Her reaction was rather indifferent. Seemed stepping on her womanhood was less humiliating than her face.

I sat right on her face, feeling her breath on my anus.

“Priscilla. Why don’t you lick my ass? Surely as my teacher, you can do better than Sharne, right?”

“This wasn’t part of the deal! Move aside!”

“You agreed to be my maid, remember? All my maids have to lick my ass as basic service. Sharne did it too. A dragon doesn’t go back on their word, right?”

“…I should have refused your offer.”

“It’s too late to regret now.”

“…”

I felt warm, moist tongue against my anus. It was Priscilla’s. Enjoying her awkward ass licking, I grabbed her breasts, pulling them upward forcefully, making them stretch like rice cakes.

“Huuh… Master..!”

Sharne looked over here. Her red eyes were burning, and her right hand had entered her groin area. Witnessing Priscilla’s predicament excited her.

Discovering Sharne’s new wall left me slightly surprised.

‘Eh, well. Plenty of time ahead. Gotta make both Priscilla and Sharne cum hardcore.’