Chapter 194: New Play [1] [R-18]

[Third Person POV]

Amon had been waiting for a long time before Seraphina finally walked out of the bathroom.

She wore only a bathrobe, still drying her long blue hair with a towel.

The fabric clung to her damp skin in places, and the warm, clean scent of her body wash drifted toward him.

Amon, sitting on the bed, smiled and stood up. In his hand was a length of soft rope.

Seraphina blinked when she saw it. "What are you thinking?"

Amon played with the rope as he walked toward her. The fibers were smooth against his fingers. "I have something new I want to try. Something that involves a different hole."

"Ah?" A faint blush colored her cheeks. "...I don’t have any problem with that."

"I thought so."

He leaned in and kissed her as he pulled the bathrobe open.

The soft material slid off her shoulders and pooled at her feet, leaving her completely naked.

Cool air brushed over her skin, making her nipples tighten.

Amon took his time binding her.

He guided her arms behind her back and wrapped the rope around her wrists, then her upper arms.

The pressure was firm but careful, the slightly rough texture of the rope contrasting with her smooth skin.

Next he had her sit on the edge of the bed, spread her legs wide, and secured her ankles so she couldn’t close them.

When he finished, she was fully open and her breasts lifted slightly by the arm binding.

Her thighs remained parted, every private part of her body exposed to the cool air and his gaze.

She shifted against the ropes. The movement made the bindings dig gently into her skin.

A quiet sound escaped her throat. "This is... embarrassing..."

Amon’s eyes moved over her without any attempt to hide how much he liked the view.

The open position made her already-wet folds glisten under the soft bedroom light.

A faint, sweet scent of her arousal mixed with the lingering smell of her bath.

Serapina resented the way her body reacted.

It twitched with excitement at being put in such a shameless position.

Amon knelt between her spread legs. The carpet was soft under his knees.

He ran two fingers through her slickness.

She was warm and wet, the soft folds parting easily under his touch.

"Uh..."

Amon curled and stroked, finding the slightly rougher patch of sensitive flesh that made her hips twitch despite the restraints.

Each movement sent small waves of heat through her lower stomach.

Soon her body was making soft, lewd sounds around his fingers.

’...Why does this feel so good...?’ Seraphina thought.

It wasn’t only the thickness of his fingers.

The way he moved them was different from anything she did to herself.

It was slower,pressing and rubbing in places that made her thighs tremble.

"Uh... hmm..."

"Does it feel good, Seraphina?"

His voice was calm, almost casual, but she knew he asked on purpose.

The question made her pride flare even while fresh wetness coated his fingers.

"You’ve been focusing on my pussy this whole time... are we actually preparing for anal or not?"

She redirected the conversation rather than admit how good it felt.

Her pride refused to give him the satisfaction of a direct answer, even though the evidence was dripping down his hand.

Amon only smiled. "Anal takes gradual steps. I’m loosening your body first."

"Loosening up?"

"More accurately, warming you up so the rest feels better."

The idea that she was enjoying this much foreplay already irritated her a little.

He kept working his fingers until her breathing turned uneven and her walls fluttered around him, then slowly withdrew them.

A thin string of her wetness briefly connected his fingers to her before breaking.

A small, traitorous sense of loss flickered through her.

"Now we start properly. Just relax."

Amon coated his fingers with a thick, cool gel.

The scent of it was faintly clean and neutral.

He spread a generous amount over her rear entrance.

The sudden cold made her shiver hard; goosebumps rose along her thighs and spine.

"Isn’t that too much?"

"Extra is better. You don’t want it to hurt."

He began circling the tight ring with one slick finger, spreading the gel carefully.

The strange, focused sensation sent more goosebumps racing up her back.

Every nerve seemed to gather in that one place.

The gel was slippery and cool at first, then slowly warmed against her skin.

’...This is too distracting right now...’ She thought, moaning out loud.

Knowing what he planned to do made every light touch feel heavier, more intimate.

Amon watched her face and smiled faintly. "There’s no need to stay so tense. I’ll make sure you’re relaxed enough for it to feel good."

"How am I supposed to relax when you’re touching me there?"

He didn’t argue. He simply continued the slow, almost massage-like strokes.

The tight muscle gradually softened under his finger, the resistance easing bit by bit.

The wet sound of the gel being worked into her skin was quiet but constant.

"I’m putting it in now."

"Just... don’t take forever..."

Holding the tension was already tiring.

Amon pressed slowly. The entrance resisted for a second then fluttered open and accepted the slick finger more easily than she expected.

The sensation of being entered there was shockingly direct and intimate.

"Uh!!"

’It’s really inside...’ She thought.

Her body clenched around him on instinct, the sudden tightness making the stretch more intense.

Amon looked almost amused by the reaction and began to move his finger with patience.

He goes sometimes shallow, sometimes deeper, sometimes circling against the inner walls.

Each small motion sent a low, unfamiliar heat spreading outward from the point of contact.

It wasn’t as sharp as stimulation in front, but every time he brushed certain spots a dull, throbbing pleasure pulsed through her.

Because she was already aroused, even small movements felt far more intense than they should have.

The gel made everything slippery and smooth. "Haah... hmm..."

"You’re taking it well," Amon murmured. "You might have a talent for it."

"I don’t want that kind of talent..."

Even as she said it, she felt flustered. The pleasure was stronger than she had imagined.

She had never fully believed that anal could feel good yet the moment his finger moved inside her, a dizzying heat began to build.

’Why does my ass feel good...?’

Her body shivered. She couldn’t tell if it was natural sensitivity or simply the way he touched her.

Either way, continuing felt dangerous and she couldn’t move.

The ropes held her open and helpless.

The slight burn of the bindings against her wrists and ankles only heightened every other sensation.

She had no choice but to let him explore at his own pace.

Her heart beat hard against her ribs as fear and anticipation tangled together.

Amon continued without rush, sometimes pressing firmly, sometimes barely moving, teaching the tight ring to accept the intrusion.

The more he touched her, the more sensitive the area became.

A low, building heat settled deep inside her.

"Seraphina."

"W-what?"

Amon looked at her with a small smile on his face. "I’m going to pull it out slowly. Focus on the feeling."

"Uh..."

He withdrew his finger with care. The tight ring clung to him the entire way, reluctant to let go.

The slow, dragging slide outward sent a clear, bright spark of pleasure through her that was stronger than anything that had come before.

"Haaaah...?"

The moan escaped before she could stop it. Her toes curled against the sheets.

"It feels good there, doesn’t it?"

She couldn’t answer and her face burned red.

Amon shifted his attention to the sensitive rim, teasing it with light, repeated strokes of his fingertip.

The nerve endings there felt almost too sharp now.

"Uh... ah... don’t do that~"

"Your face says otherwise."

"It’s embarrassing, so stop commenting on it..."

She was powerless to stop the way her body reacted.

Even while mortified, she had to admit the truth to herself: it genuinely felt good.

Up to this point it still felt manageable.

Then Amon reached for the small vibrating massager.

The soft, steady hum filled the quiet room the moment he turned it on.

The sound alone made her stomach tighten.

"Wait~ Amon, hold on~"

The ropes gave her no way to escape. Her exposed folds twitched helplessly as he brought the vibrating head against them.

The intense, buzzing pressure met her soaked, sensitive flesh at the same time his other finger returned to play with her rear entrance.

The dual stimulation hit at once.

"Ungh~!"

A sudden, heavy rush of wetness spilled from her as the vibration and the lingering stretch overwhelmed her senses.

Her bound body jerked against the ropes, thighs trembling hard, the wet sounds of her arousal echoed.

"Ungghhh...?!"

Her vagina expelled love juices due to the overwhelming stimulation.