Be Obedient

Laurent looked at Huvel with pleading eyes that were almost teary.

But Huvel betrayed his hope.

"You may come in." He said flatly as he sat down on a chair by the table.

Laurent heard the sound of the door opening. He was so embarrassed that he dared not look at the door.

"HUH?!!"

Laurent felt as if his heart shattered at the surprised shout. He, nonetheless, looked at where the sound came from unconsciously. He saw the servant that brought him in staring at him with his mouth wide opened. He shut his eyes and clenched his teeth. His whole face and ears got reddened. His eyes got teary.

Huvel watched everything happening in front of him while sipping the already cold tea. Seeing Karl did not utter any more words and froze in place, he chuckled. He put down his cup.

"Karl, you can take the cups and leave now."

"Huh? Oh, yes, yes! I am sorry for interrupting you, master."

Karl regained his composure and quickly put the cups and plates onto a tray. He bowed to Huvel and Laurent before he left, without turning back again. He almost slammed the door when he shut it.

"Over… my life…" Laurent murmured. He wanted to bury his head in the ground like an ostrich so that no one could ever see his face again.

"What is over? You are still young. And your new joyous life has just started!" Huvel said as he walked to him leisurely.

Laurent did not reply him but threw daggers with his eyes.

"You don't believe me? Oh, could it be that you didn't notice that … you leaked something?"

Laurent finally felt something warm on his thighs when the young master told him. He looked down his thighs to see what happened.

"NO!! HOW CAN THIS BE?!" He shouted after seeing at his crotch. It was definitely … wet!

"Not bad! You leaked precum with just that. This side of yours, I fancy." Huvel was all smile.

The tears that were hanging in the corners of Laurent's eyes before flowed down. Huvel pretended not to notice it. He, instead, grabbed the hot meat stick of Laurent that was a little wet.

"What now?!" Laurent's voice was shaking.

"Since you can't do it yourself, I'll help you relieve it."

"Scam! Young sir, you are so shameless. Leave me alone now!"

"I'm shameless? Then how about someone who leaked some white liquid from his lower half just because a stranger saw him buck naked, with rock hard d*ck?"

Laurent knitted his brows very tightly. Huvel felt the thing in his hand becoming bigger and hotter.

"Never did I expected him to be this aroused by embarrassment. He is a natural 'M'!" Huvel exclaimed inwardly.

"NO! I'll not finish like you want to. So, release me now! I'll never! Ne … ah.. ahh~"

Laurent refused to submit but his body did not listen to him. He trembled several times as Huvel slowly stroked his hand. He was nearing climax. However, Huvel immediately stopped.

"You say 'never', but your body says otherwise. Whom should I believe?" Huvel teased him.

Laurent's breathes became heavier. His whole body was hot. His mind was in turmoil. His balls were in pain. He very much wanted to relieve himself. But he just said he would not ejaculate and then, since Huvel stopped, he really could not.

"You want to cum, don't you? Just say it. I'll grant your wish." Huvel said to him with dark and dominating tone.

Laurent did not respond. Huvel left him for a while and read a book. He played with Laurent's thing again when he returned. This time, Laurent had loosened his mind. He just wanted to ejaculate. But that did not come to him because Huvel stopped again before he could reach the climax.

"Why?! Why are you doing this?!" Laurent could not stay silent anymore and shouted.

"Why? Because you are not honest. All you need to do is just be obedient and beg for it." Huvel replied him as he sat on the chair and rested his back.

Laurent bit his lip. After saying he would not ejaculate, he could not believe that he got this much aroused by the young sir, a man. But he still clung onto his pride.

Not hearing any more from Laurent, Huvel got back into his 'work' again. He rubbed certain parts that made Laurent itchy. Laurent could not stand that anymore.

"…please sir, let me. Let me …"

"It's master, not sir."

"Master, I beg you… Please… let me…. Ah! Ah! Ahh!!"

Not very soon after he begged, Laurent earned the most intense and longest orgasm he ever had in his life! His whole body felt like it was being probed by numerous needles. His sky soaring cannon continuously fired several loads of white, viscous cum. His knees were shaking so tremendously that if he was not sitting, he would surely fall down. He was exhausted so he closed his eyes until he felt something warm fell on his chest.

He tried to open his heavy eyelids to see what happened. But he fell asleep before he could see the weapon in front of him squirting white liquid towards his chest.

Huvel casted [Sleep] spell on him. Although it was still hard for Huvel to put a normal man to sleep, Laurent could not resist the spell since his mind was already in chaos.

The next morning, Laurent found himself on the bed in the room he got to stay. On his body was a pair of pyjamas he had never seen before. He was shocked, ashamed and angry when he remembered his interaction with the master of the house. He did not go out of his room for a whole day and asked the servants to bring the meals to his room, reasoning that he was unwell.

Huvel naturally knew that Laurent was not ill but he did not pursue the matter.

"I'll give you some times to think over. But I won't let you run away," he said.

Nobody heard him nor saw the twisted smile on his face.