The Maid's Descent, the Fallen Witch

After the intestinal cleansing was done, Yoal soaked Aery's body thoroughly in warm water, letting it heat up.

The excretion drained stamina, putting no small burden on her body. Her anus, post-enema, absolutely needed rest.

He lifted her small, flushed body, warmed to a cozy glow, and carried her out of the bathroom.

He redressed her in everything but her underwear — couldn't let her catch a chill.

Yoal took Aery straight to the bedroom.

No need to spell out what came next — the gut cleanse was just foreplay for the real training.

"Aery, you don't need to do anything. Just feel. Got it?"

"… Yes, Yoal-sama."

Taking advantage of her subconscious trust, he issued the command.

In a room with the lights dimmed, windows and doors sealed shut, they were alone.

Yoal positioned Aery on the bed, face-down on all fours.

The maid outfit enveloping her petite frame stayed on — only her silver hair, loosened and wet from the bath, differed from before.

Yoal flipped up her long skirt, exposing Aery's pale ass.

Small but plump, her soft ass cheeks packed with flesh. Spreading the flushed cheeks revealed her modest anus instantly.

The tender anus twitched faintly, contracting. The surrounding skin glowed a faint pink from the heat. Thoroughly teased and warmed, the anal flesh was softened considerably.

"… Yoal-sama, please, not there—"

A sudden, dazed moan spilled from Aery's lips.

It was the moment Yoal kissed her anus.

He pressed his lips to her hole, nibbling as if pinching, sucking lightly. With a chupo, he pulled back, licking around the twitching hole. He stretched her anus until its wrinkles smoothed, circling his tongue around it.

Thanks to the meticulous cleansing, there was no bitterness. He sucked eagerly, chupa chupa, loosening the bud-like anus deliberately.

"Y-Yoal-sama, licking such a place…"

"What do you think the cleansing was for?"

"That's… unfair… ah, anh, a, ah…!"

He reached out, scratching her nipples through her clothes. The small, hardened buds stood out sharply against the fabric. While rolling her nipples, he gently placed an index finger at her anus.

With slight pressure, the anus easily accepted his fingertip.

Her softened asshole gripped the finger tightly, swallowing it. Her rectum spasmed faintly, writhing, contracting around the finger like a massage.

Feeling the squirming anal flesh and the heat inside, Yoal slowly moved his finger back and forth.

Pulling out, the intestinal walls stretched flexibly, clinging. Pushing in, the anus hugged tightly, as if embracing his finger.

"Focus on the feeling in your asshole. Don't think about anything else."

"… Y-Yes…"

Aery pulled a pillow close, burying her face in its softness.

Her expression was hidden, but that was fine — better, even, if she blocked her own sight.

Nuru, nyupu, nupu, nubu.

Each time he carefully probed her rear hole, Aery's shoulders twitched faintly. From spine to waist, she trembled, letting out pleasurable sighs.

Love juices dripped from her slit, soaking the sheets beneath her feet.

He repeated shallow thrusts to accustom her to the intrusion. Stroking the intestinal walls to gauge her reactions, he observed her closely. Using the inserted fingertip as leverage, he rotated it, gradually stretching her anus.

No forcing it open — just loosening the stubborn rear mucosa, ripening it softly.

Occasionally, he scooped her love juices with his thumb to keep it slick, smearing it around her anus, working it into the rectal mucosa, letting it meld. Pain was never the goal — pleasure was the priority.

Slow in-and-out movements made obscene chupo chupo sounds from her anus. The mix of intestinal juices and love fluids created a slick harmony, smoothing his finger's motions. Aery's reactions calmed slightly.

"… N, f… u, n… ku…"

She thrust out her ass, letting him dig into her hole without resistance.

Each time he pulled out, her ass jumped faintly. The release must've felt irresistible.

Her anus, stretched to his finger's shape, quickly tightened, contracting longingly.

Drenched in honey, the bud squirmed as if tempting a man, its hue deepening to a flushed red, pulsing vividly with her breaths.

"Make all the noise you want. If you're shy, bite the pillow."

"… A, f… ha, hi… i…"

Face-down, Aery clung to the sheets as if pleading, biting the pillow to muffle her moans, writhing in anal pleasure.

Holding down her jiggling ass, Yoal inserted his finger shallowly.

"N, f… u, n… fu, u! Ku, un! Nn, nnn…!!"

Quick insertions, slow withdrawals to savor the sensation.

His thick finger rubbed her anal ring, spreading it, pulling out with a nyupon, trailing honey threads — repeating the feeling over and over.

He burned it into Aery Heiram's subconscious, never to be forgotten.

The more she felt, the higher her voice rose, her sighs growing sweet and heated.

"Hi, nu! N! N, ku! Fu, a, n, n…!"

Dragging along her intestinal walls, he rubbed the mucosa, pulling out.

The release mimicked excretion's pleasure. Matching it, Yoal rolled her swollen nipples. Her anus tightened sharply, biting his finger hard.

Fighting the grip, he dragged the anal folds, pulling out slowly.

"A, u… n, ku… fu, uuu…💕"

A clearly sweet, melted voice — no trace of pain despite the intense friction.

Yoal repeated the same stimulation relentlessly. Shallowly piercing her rectum, slowly probing while teasing her nipples. He imprinted the pleasure on her small body, letting it soak in. Aery thrust out her chest, rubbing her nipples against his fingers herself, begging for more.

The intestinal juices grew thicker, softening her anus to a gooey mess.

"… Alright, ready to cum?"

"—…💕"

A whisper in her ear made her frail back jump. Aery rubbed her thighs together impatiently, her anus tightening rhythmically.

Joyful spasms from anticipating pleasure. Her tender body, melted by anal lust, couldn't suppress the ecstatic response.

"I'm gonna dig out your ass-pussy deep. Clamp that hole tight and feel it."

"… Y-Yes…"

Her voice sweetened, Aery bit down hard.

Her shoulders relaxed, no trace of tension.

Yoal slipped his finger in gently, quickly twisting it to avoid injury.

Nyupu, his index finger parted the tightening anal folds.

"Aa, nku…!"

Her plump ass cheeks jolted upward.

Yoal pressed the soft flesh lightly, maintaining a slow piston.

Nyuku, nyuku — rubbing her walls while pulling out, smacking her ass lightly while thrusting in fast.

"Ha, ha, a, afu, nu…!"

Even the spank's sting made her wiggle her hips eagerly.

He swirled his finger deep inside, lightly scratching her nipple. Not a priority, but he trained her to feel it deeply.

Stroking the tightly gripping anal walls, he rubbed her nipple carefully when pulling out. The rock-hard bud was easy to tease through the fabric, hypersensitive. Rubbing it against the cloth drew a "Nhaaaa…💕" that echoed through the room, lingering.

"Yoa—Yoal-sama… a, ah…!"

Aery's sweet voice grew desperate.

Yoal stayed silent, relentlessly kneading her anus. Her small hole softened flexibly, gripping his finger tightly. Rubbing it loose made her ass cheeks spasm. Her breaths quickened, love juices dripping endlessly from her slit.

"Aa, a… it's coming, this, coming… big one, coming…"

Her small back shivered violently.

A thick gush of juice spilled from her crotch. Her ass and inner thighs twitched, nearing the peak of pleasure. Aery stiffened, toes curling, bracing for the climax's wave, her face buried in the cushion.

Yoal kept his rhythm steady, delivering pleasure methodically. He probed her anus carefully, pushing anal sensation higher. Nipple teasing intensified slightly, but he continued pistoning her ass gently.

"Ku… ru, kuru, n, ku, fu, u, n, uku, nuuu…💕"

Her anus clamped tight, spraying juices like she'd pissed herself.

Sweet voice, sweaty skin, hot breaths, flushed body — Aery tensed fully, hugging his finger with her rectal walls, thrusting her ass up violently.

Yoal gently pulled his finger out with a nyupon.

At the same time, he rubbed her clitoris with a koshu koshu to push her pleasure further.

"N… u, kufu…!! Ku… fu, nu…💕 Anh, uku, nfuuu — 💕💕"

Her small body convulsed wildly.

Her anus twitched tightly, Aery drowning in sweet anal climax.

Her ass trembled fragilely. Deep in the gaping, twitching anus, glossy rectal mucosa peeked out.

Yoal pressed a finger there, letting the spasming hole gently take it in.

"You came… Feel as much as you want. It's normal to feel good when your ass is fucked."

"Nku…💕 Fu, nu… u, n, un…💕 Nku, nuuu…!"

Aery clamped her anus tightly, biting his finger, rubbing her small head against the sheets like a kitten marking scent.

She let out needy moans, nasal breaths, writhing her lower body, dripping thick juices.

"Looks like two fingers could fit. Want to try?"

"Nu, ku, fuu…!💕 Aku, u, nnn…💕 Ha… afu, anh, haaa…💕"

"… Not listening, huh."

The maid-clad girl was writhing, trembling, and otherwise drowning in ecstatic pleasure.

She'd reached a profound anal orgasm — not purely from anal, but damn impressive for a first.

With practice, she'd eventually climax from her anus alone.

"For today, one's enough. Keep that melted hole tight — it feels better that way."

"Ha, au, anh…💕 U, ku… un, nuu…💕"

Shaking her head needily, Aery let her body go limp.

Her anus alone gripped his finger tightly, obeying commands unconsciously even in heavy climax.

Yoal began moving his finger again, tormenting her ass.

Clit teasing to fully ingrain the anal pleasure.

The finger piercing her anus moved deliberately. Her hard clit was pinched gently, stroked tormentingly.

"N… u, a, ku, fuuu…💕"

Sharp pleasure sank easily into her limp body.

Clit orgasms came far easier than anal ones.

Yoal rubbed her small love bean, slick with juices, pinching, pressing, stroking with wet sounds, stoking her shame.

"… 💕 Ku, a, fu… nuuu…💕"

While soothing her sensitive core, he didn't neglect loosening her rear hole.

He rubbed the ventral anal flesh lightly, stroking her clit to drive her to climax.

The anal folds writhed in ecstatic signs, clinging to his finger.

In that moment, he moved his finger slowly in her rectum, pinching her clit sharply.

"Ha, hi…💕 Ku, ru, kuru, kuruu…💕 N, ku, fu, u, ku, ru, nuuu…💕💕"

Aery thrust her ass high, lost in sweet carnal ecstasy. Her vaginal opening twitched, dripping cloudy juices.

Anal and clitoral pleasure blended, erasing boundaries between them.

Through the night, Aery's melted, sugary climax moans echoed repeatedly.

Her erect nipples and clit were mercilessly teased — all ingrained as anal pleasure.

 

 

"Yoal."

"What?"

"… Isn't your treatment of Aery-sama and me a bit too different?"

"Not like you want gentle handling."

"Well, true, but…"

Night passed and dawn broke.

Aery was sent back to the castle before sunrise as there was no telling when she usually woke.

If her absence raised suspicion, it'd be a fucking mess.

Monitoring worked like intercepting comms — he'd managed to share her vision.

A quick check showed Aery woke at 6 AM sharp.

So far, there was no sign she'd noticed their interference.

"It's not because it's her that I went gentle."

"So, you're just into that shit? — Come to think of it, Almaeira-sama too…"

"It's just because it's an asshole."

Yoal sat on the sofa, eyes lowered.

The witch Nyrn knelt between his legs, face buried in his crotch, kissing his erect cock lovingly.

Numomo, her red lips sucked the dark glans, gripping the shaft tightly.

Hiding her eyes behind black hair, Nyrn sucked with a numo numo. She lathered saliva, licking persistently from base to tip.

"… Right… Such a fine thing… Aery-sama would break if you stuck it inside, wouldn't she?"

"That's mostly your fault, now isn't it?"

His cock stood rock-hard, flaring viciously.

Blame the aphrodisiac Nyrn fed him. Last night, he'd cum once in her — she'd passed out, cumming like a maniac.

He avoided unloading his lust in Aery, but he was still a man. Control or not, shit built up.

With a perfect outlet nearby, why not use it?

Nyrn extended her long tongue, licking the underside of his glans with a nyuru nyuru, scraping off smegma and focusing on the sensitive ridge.

Her skilled oral technique stoked a creeping urge to ejaculate. His taut sack tightened, the tip tingling sweetly.

"… Hey, Yoal, you…"

"Don't loosen your mouth. Know you're my property."

"Isn't that kinda harsh!?"

"I'm not throat-fucking you, am I?"

"Only 'cause you don't want puke…"

Exactly right.

Well caught, he thought, stroking her head — Nyrn blushed shyly, swallowing his cock to the base.

She focused on sucking the shaft with her lips, rubbing mucosa, slurping precum, cheeks hollowing with lewd sounds.

Jupo jupo, the lip-job sounded, treating her mouth like a semen-draining hole — a cum toilet.

"… Ku, ha."

Thick seed surged up his shaft.

Yoal reached out casually, touching the glowing lewd crest.

"Cum, sperm, hurry!💕 Hot, thick, stinking semen, shoot it out!💕 Let me drink it!💕 Cock, cock's swelling!💕 Head's so big!💕 Coming, come, come, flood the cock-toilet with semen!💕"

—The raw, womanly instinct screamed through the tattoo.

Whether she noticed or not, Nyrn's oral intensified. Her heated oral mucosa clung to the shaft, stretching like a beak, exposing shameless depravity.

Instead of saying "I'm cumming," Yoal ruffled her hair roughly.

She got the hint, sucking harder, juzozo, stoking his ejaculation urge to the limit.

No holding back now. He relaxed, unleashing pent-up semen.

Dobyu, dopu, dobu — bupyu, byugu, bubbyupu.

White juice sprayed viciously, flooding her mouth.

Nyrn, enraptured, smiled as she caught it on her tongue.

Gokun, gokun, she swallowed, never pausing, milking his seed.

Face red, she sucked up the dregs, then pulled off with a chupon.

"… Ha, aa… thank you for the meal…💕"

Nyrn opened her mouth, showing her sperm-coated tongue.

She licked the clinging white, savoring it with her tongue.

"Good, good. Calmed down a bit?"

"… You don't have to stop at one, you know?"

Licking her lips, Nyrn offered them to his cock's tip.

Yoal roughly patted her head, shaking his slowly.

"I wanna sleep — good job. Fine cum-toilet work."

"… I'm not thrilled by being treated like that…💕 Using me like a tool…💕"

"Treating people like things is a witch's specialty, is it not?"

"… I don't like being on the receiving end."

Despite her words, Nyrn didn't seem to mind — cheeks flushed, voice sweet.

"To me, you and Aery are both tools. Just means to an end."

"… You're the worst kind of scum, aren't you?"

"I'd hate it more — being played without knowing it. Don't even wanna think about it."

"You knew what you were doing…?"

"Obviously."

Yoal rose lazily, adjusting his clothes for sleep.

Nyrn frowned, casting a suspicious glance.

"Hey, Yoal."

"Don't bug me before bed."

"No, it's… What'll you do when you meet Almaeira-sama? Seems like you two had something."

"Or I'm just a thief pretending to know her."

"You don't believe that."

"Yeah."

He nodded, sprawling on the sofa.

Nyrn stood, shadow swaying, staring down at him.

"… You think Almaeira-sama will accept this approach? Trampling, using, and bulldozing through obstacles?"

"It won't be great. I don't expect her to accept it."

After all, Yoal had targeted Almaeira's guard.

Twenty years of closeness — what would she think, knowing he'd hurt them?

Charlotte's righteous fury showed her deep care for Almaeira, no doubt.

In extreme terms — Almaeira might've long forgotten Yoal, and it wouldn't be surprising.

"You know, right? She's engaged to the Demon King."

"Twenty years of engagement is a long fucking time."

"Strange, sure… but the Demon King's her savior. Look at your actions, Yoal — can you stand before her proudly?"

The witch's words stung like poison.

Yoal narrowed his eyes, laughing sharply.

"I love her. She's the only one I love. If she rejects me… well, that's it."

"… You won't force her?"

"You'd make a man you love yours by force?"

"… Sometimes, a little…"

"Figures."

Witches were like that — driven by magic, too far from human ethics.

"If it doesn't work, what's your plan, Yoal? You got no other goals, right? So—"

"Then I'll simply crush the Demon King."

"… What?"

Yoal closed his eyes.

Giving up on resisting sleep, he spat it out carelessly.

"His kingdom too. I'll slaughter those scum, their whole families. They killed mine — don't give a shit if the country burns."

Nyrn the witch, staring down, swallowed hard.