Say My Name
"Roina. Say my name."
"Nnh… yes, Lord Roberto…."
Roina could not believe her own reaction. The way that man was behaving was nothing but a loathsome performance. Roberto meant to ravish her and toy with her to his heart's content, to wait until she loved him and then grind her underfoot all over again.
Her reason saw it plainly enough. In the memories from before she had come to inhabit this body, she knew there had been times when he turned coaxing and tender like this, and the Roina of then had fallen for the crown prince all over again, helpless as a moth to the flame.
The Roina of now had rejected those memories. She had told herself she would not waver. Yet the moment Roberto actually behaved this way, she understood for the first time that her feelings answered him sooner than she had thought—and that her body answered even sooner than her feelings.
Roberto smiled, lowering lashes so long and beautiful one might have wondered whether they were prettier than a woman's, and took her breast into his mouth. This was no mere teasing brush, as before. His tongue crushed the tip and sucked it upward, and Roina felt her mind go white again. She shuddered in little spasms.
Somewhere along the way her upper garments had come almost entirely undone and been stripped away. Roberto gently kneaded the other breast, bared smooth and pale, and pinched the nipple between his fingers to play with it.
A helpless haaah! escaped her before she knew it. Startled, she clapped a hand over her mouth. There's still someone else in this room! The shame she had briefly forgotten came rushing back, and she stole another glance toward the knight. He stood as rigid as ever, a statue carved from stone.
Roberto looked at the hand covering her mouth, lifted a brow and let it fall, then smiled with a spiteful, playful curve of the lips.
"You don't get to cover your mouth without my permission."
Everything but her garter belt, her undergarments below, and her stockings was stripped from her. The last scrap that had barely covered her breasts was flicked off by his hand a moment later and dropped to the floor.
He turned her around and used the sash of the maid's uniform to draw her hands behind her, overlapping her wrists and binding them. Then he blindfolded her with the ribbon he had pulled from her blouse.
"Keep looking elsewhere like that and I start to feel spiteful. And he is no different from my own hands and feet."
Eyes covered, hands bound behind her, unable to see a thing, she was seized by anxiety. He had never done this to her in the unfamiliar space of the office. What in the world was he planning…
Then Roberto smiled like a mischievous child who had just struck upon a fine idea, and murmured as if to himself.
"Yes. I'll be needing hands."
His knight turned without a sound and looked at him. Roberto shaped a command with his lips alone. His faithful shadow did nothing but signal his obedience.
She startled. The instant she heard the crown prince sweep everything from the office desk onto the floor, she felt herself lifted and set down upon it. Then he tore her panties apart with something and did away with them entirely.
She was left in nothing but the garter belt and the black stockings that climbed to her thighs. Roberto looked thoroughly pleased.
Roina jolted in genuine shock and thrashed. A tongue had suddenly licked upward along her below—along the place that took a man. She could not push him away with her hands bound behind her, so all the resistance she could manage was to clamp her legs and jerk her hips. Rough hands forced her thighs apart and gripped them hard, pinning her so she could not move.
The knuckles were thicker than the crown prince's. There were more calluses. This was not Roberto. It was someone else.
A different kind of chill prickled over her skin. Even so, the hot breath beneath her parted her secret flesh without hesitation and sought the tender inside. A truly panicked moan broke from her. Hwaah!
Wait—what is this?!
She struggled violently, but large, hot hands held her legs fast, and the attempt came to nothing.
When she opened her mouth in her panic to speak, she felt the crown prince kiss her. These lips were unmistakably Roberto's. Between his familiar kiss and the unfamiliar sensation below, her lower body pinned so she could not so much as twitch and her hands bound until they were useless, she could offer no resistance at all. She could only throw her head back.
Her pale, full breasts rose naturally into the air, and the crown prince seized one in a hand and crushed it. Claimed by hot mouths above and below at once for the first time, Roina felt as if she might lose her mind.
Soft lips overlapped hers and stirred a dizzying pleasure. The crown prince's pliant tongue wound around her own and bound it so it could not escape, while his left hand gently kneaded her breast, drawing her arousal out of her. His right caught her waist as she arched back, trying somehow to evade him.
All the while, the owner of the large hands gripping her thighs licked her sex with dutiful thoroughness. At first it seemed he would thrust his tongue inside and ravage her. Now he stiffened the tip and dragged it in one long stroke all the way up to her clitoris.
No one could speak. It was quiet, and yet the wet, slick sound of a tongue on Roina's sex rang out obscenely. Every time she flinched, she felt the pleased shift of Roberto's throat.
"…Hhk…!"
The tongue licking below finally found its place. It had only been grazing the area around the peak, as if it might touch and might not. Now it struck her clitoris precisely with its tip and sucked once.
A sharp electric jolt bowed her waist and set her trembling, but even that was not hers to do as she pleased. The crown prince finished the kiss, sat right beside her, and pinched her stiff nipples between the fingers of both hands, rolling them in circles. Then he nuzzled the nape of her neck and flicked it with little licks of his tongue.
A shiver ran down her spine. Her toes curled of their own accord. The back of her neck was one of the places Roina felt most keenly.
"Hnn… Y-Your Highness… please…."
"Heh… please?"
She could not answer him. She could not string a single thought together.
The tongue below did not stop. Neither did the hands ravaging her nipples, nor the mouth that knew every sensitive place on her and struck them one by one. Blinded, she felt it all twice as keenly. Her reflex was to shove them away, but bound as she was, she could do nothing but flinch. Her reason wanted this to end. Her body was being eaten away by electric pleasure. She felt the contradiction like a blade turned both ways.
Slick fluid kept spilling from her entrance, so the wet sounds grew louder and louder. Shame burned in her, and at the same time a wave of arousal crashed over her until she could not hold a thought.
The lips that had been tasting her petals stimulated that peak without pause. As if they knew she was nearing her climax, they seemed to spur the pace faster and faster.
Feeling her trembling grow violent, the crown prince climbed up behind her entirely and blocked her from drawing any farther back. Then he slipped his fingers into her mouth and pressed lightly on her tongue.
"Roina. If you make a sound, I'll punish you."
For a moment the absurdity of it filled her with a sense of injustice. He meant to punish her no matter what she did.
His other hand roamed the smooth softness of her body, tickling the places where she was sensitive, and against her backside she felt the heavy presence of him, thoroughly aroused. Under the unending stimulation her body grew hotter and hotter.
I want it inside. I want to be ruined completely.
She startled at the thought that had risen unbidden—and in that instant an explosive orgasm tore through her tensed lower body. A ticklish, burning sensation gathered low in her belly, as if it might shiver itself apart, and then a fierce pleasure struck her entire body in a flash.
"Haaaah!!! Haa, aah!!!"
The moan burst out of her before she knew it. A vast pleasure slammed through her belly in a tingling rush. She felt her lower abdomen clench and tremble, and her mind went completely white.
She curled in on herself and twisted with all her strength, but the two men holding her upper body and her lower bound her fast and would not let go. Worse, the thick, lingering tongue below seemed to pause for only a moment—then sucked her clitoris straight in while the peak had not yet faded.
"Ahk!!"
"You think once will do? Heh…."
"W-wait… Master, stop…!"
Whatever that signal had meant, his knight began to stimulate her clitoris even more fervently while she, blindfolded and trembling, no longer knew what to do with herself.
"Hyaang!! Nnhah…! Ah!! Wait, stop…!!"
"Didn't I say I would punish you if you made a sound, Roina?"
The crown prince's eyes gleamed with a damp, unclean light as he nibbled lightly at her ear. The fingers that had grown slick and soaked with spit inside her mouth climbed back to her breast and rolled her nipple in teasing circles. Pressed against her from behind as if he were embracing her, his length asserted its heavy presence and rubbed once more between the cheeks of her pale backside. He let out a sigh, as if endurance were growing difficult.
All the while her peak was rolled in the knight's mouth and kept under stimulation, and she could hardly answer any of it as she ought. The place that had grown unbearably sensitive was taken without a moment's rest, and lewd moans kept bursting from her against her will.
"Roina… haa. What is it you want most?"
"Ahn! Hah! Haah! Mas… ter! I—I want, hnn… nnh!!! Put Master's… inside me… ah!!"
Nothing covered the space between the black stockings and the black lace garter belt that held them. Her white mound and thighs, even the pink of her labia, were laid bare without shame. Her eyes were covered, and yet her moans rang out openly, her mouth would not close, and her waist trembled with arousal. It was plain she was so lost to the height of her excitement that she no longer knew what to do with her body.
Roberto caught her thigh and lifted it. The knight, reading what his master wanted, raised the blindfolded maid by the other thigh as well, so that what Roberto desired might be accomplished with ease.