Free Web NovelChapter 22: 22. Training Ruyi’s Mouth(18+)
"For the next five days, your primary duty shifts from the household to the master bedroom," I had commanded Ruyi earlier that morning, my voice brooking no argument as she stood before my desk.
"Your throat technique lacks the necessary refinement to process my essence efficiently. Every morning, afternoon, and night, you will dedicate yourself entirely to mastering this discipline. Do not disappoint me."
The head maid had maintained her signature professional composure, though a deep spark of intense anticipation and unyielding devotion flared within her hazel eyes.
Bowing with absolute grace, she accepted the assignment not as a burden, but as a supreme privilege.
Now, the early morning sun filtered through the intricate lattice windows of the Dragon Pavilion, casting a warm, golden glow across the polished rosewood dining table.
A lavish spread of spiritual beast meats, nutrient-dense spirit rice, and jade-colored medicinal broths sat untouched at the center of the table.
Meiyin sat directly across from me, her pink ponytail swaying as she happily swung her legs, entirely absorbed in recounting her breakthrough during yesterday’s training session.
Beneath the long, flowing silk tablecloth, however, the first phase of that mandatory training was already taking place.
Slurp. Squelch. Gluck.
Ruyi was on her knees in the tight, dark space beneath the table. Her premium black silk uniform was pooled around her waist, and her breath hitched as she faced the staggering reality of my eleven-inch shaft.
Fully hardened to an absolute, veins-thickened stone, it pressed directly against her flushed cheek.
’Remember your breathing, Ruyi,’ I communicated through a cold, direct mental transmission, my face above the table remaining completely expressionless as I casually sipped my spiritual tea.
’A true servant does not just swallow. She controls her throat muscles to channel the raw energy without choking.’
Ruyi’s eyes widened with a mixture of reverent focus and deep, submissive adoration.
She opened her mouth wide, the pink walls of her throat stretching to their absolute limit as she slowly, deliberately lowered her head.
The sheer girth of the shaft forced her jaws apart, stretching her lips until they were white.
Mmph... glck.
A soft, muffled whine escaped her nose as she took the massive, stone-hard tip deep into the back of her throat, her hands gripping my thighs for absolute stability.
The wet, rhythmic sounds of her mouth working the shaft echoed faintly beneath the table.
Slurp... pop... shhhk.
Above the cloth, I did not utter a single sound. My posture remained as regal and unbothered as a mountain, completely anchored by my Indomitable Sovereign Mind.
By afternoon, the pavilion transitioned into the bathing hour, marking the second session of her daily regimen.
The master bath was an opulent cavern lined with white spiritual jade, filled with steaming, mineral-rich hot spring water designed to cleanse a cultivator’s meridians after a grueling workout.
I sat back against the smooth jade lip of the pool, the water reaching up to my chest.
Ruyi knelt in the water right before me, her soaked maid attire clinging completely transparently to her exceptionally lush, voluptuous figure.
Her massive, heavy breasts floated lightly on the surface of the water, the dark tips hard from the heat.
"Master... please allow me to refine the technique further," Ruyi murmured, her voice dripping with an absolute, breathless devotion as she recalled my morning mandate, her professional exterior melting away only for my private viewing.
Without waiting for permission, she brought her lush breasts together, squeezing them tightly around the base of my eleven-inch shaft.
The soft, heavy mounds of flesh created a tight, friction-filled passage. Simultaneously, she leaned forward, opening her mouth to engulf the exposed upper half.
Squelch. Sploosh. Glck, glck, glck.
She began a synchronized rhythm, using the heavy weight of her breasts to massage the base while her tongue and throat worked frantically on the crown.
The hot spring water sloshed gently around us, mixing with the heavy smack and squelch of her wet skin rubbing against my rigid stone. She pushed her face deep into my lap, her throat working with a desperate, frantic hunger to please me.
Slurp... ghhk... pop.
The intense heat of her mouth combined with the slick sliding of her cleavage was a devastating dual stimulus.
Yet, my expression remained entirely unbothered. I merely watched her downcast, adoring face with cold, calculating eyes, guiding her head with a firm grip to correct her angle whenever her suction faltered.
As night fell, the pavilion grew completely silent, bringing the final and most high-stakes training cycle of the day. The heavy obsidian walls of the master bedroom locked out the external winds, leaving only the sound of rhythmic breathing.
True to the remaining five nights of our arrangement, Meiyin was tangled completely around my frame.
Her petite, soft body was draped over my chest, her arms locked securely around my waist as she slept soundly, her pink bangs brushing against my collarbone.
Despite her deep sleep, Meiyin had begun to act out again over the past few days. Her possessive nature was growing restless.
She had dropped several heavily loaded hints, practically begging to touch my private anatomy. But I had firmly denied her every single time during these nights, refusing to let her hands anywhere near my lower half while we shared the bed.
A soft rustle of silk broke the midnight silence as a shadow glided toward the edge of the mattress.
It was Ruyi, arriving precisely on schedule to fulfill her late-night instruction. She moved like a ghost, slipping beneath the fine silk sheets at the foot of the bed with absolute, submissive silence.
She crawled upward, her eyes locked onto the massive, stone-hard rod that rose proudly between my thighs, completely exposed to the cool night air.
Looking up, Ruyi caught my open, glowing sapphire eyes in the dark. I gave her a silent, imperceptible nod.
Kneeling between my legs while my daughter slept heavily just inches away, Ruyi lowered her lips to the tip once more.
Schlick. Slurp
Ruyi’s head bobbed with absolute, mechanical focus beneath the heavy duvet. Driven by my commanding grip, the head maid pushed past her prior limitations, stretching her mouth to its absolute limit.
Nine full inches of my rigid, veins-thickened eleven-inch shaft disappeared deep down her throat, burying itself into the tight, burning depths of her flesh.
To elevate her training and test the absolute limits of her obedience, I reached down and locked her wrists together, forcing her hands flat behind her back.
’No hands, Ruyi,’ I commanded through a cold, unyielding mental transmission. ’And if a single tooth scratches against my skin, your training restarts from the beginning. Use your throat, and let your tongue work overtime.’
Ruyi’s hazel eyes widened slightly at the added challenge, but her deep-seated adoration instantly overrode any hesitation.
As the head maid of the pavilion, her pride lay in flawless execution of my orders. She pulled her lips back completely, tucking them over her teeth to form a perfectly smooth, soft velvet ring around the massive girth.
Deprived of her hands to steady herself, she had to rely entirely on her neck and core muscles, her face buried deeply in my lap as she rhythmically lowered herself over the stone-hard rod.
Glck... mghhh... slurp.
Inside her mouth, her tongue was a frantic, wet blur. Bound by my command, she swirled and tangled her tongue aggressively around the shaft, tracing the prominent veins and coating the rigid length in thick, warm lubrication.
The heat of her throat combined with the relentless, squeezing pressure of her tongue created a staggering, highly concentrated friction.
Schlick... squelch... glck, glck.
The intense, localized suction combined with the raw texture of her tongue wrapping around the crown was incredibly potent. Even with my Indomitable Sovereign Mind actively filtering the carnal stimuli, the pure physical technique of her frantic mouth forced a low, deep groan to escape the back of my throat.
"Mmm..." Meiyin murmured softly in her sleep, reacting subtly to the slight vibration in my chest.
My daughter stirred gently, her small face nuzzling deeper into the crook of my neck as she exhaled a soft, warm breath against my collarbone.
She remained entirely peaceful, her arm draped loosely over my torso, completely oblivious to the intense degradation and submission occurring right beneath the sheets.
Hearing the Young Mistress’s soft sleeping sigh, Ruyi’s heart hammered violently against her ribs.
The immense pressure of performing such a scandalous act right beneath the sleeping form of her master’s daughter sent a jolt of pure adrenaline through her system, causing the head maid’s throat muscles to contract and tighten around the nine inches of my shaft with an even more desperate, vice-like grip.
Slurp... ghhk... squelch.
She worked tirelessly into the night, her saliva dripping wetly down the base as she mastered the strict boundary of the no-teeth restriction, pushing her devotion closer to the absolute peak.
I looked down at her stats within my mind. Her devotion gauge flashed brightly: [Devotion: 98/100]. She was a mere two points away from hitting absolute, flawless maximum devotion.
Despite the intense pleasure of her throat wrapping tightly around my shaft, I did not let myself cross the final line.
I had no intention of engaging in sexual activities with her yet nor would I fully couple with the maid while my daughter was wrapped around me.
I wanted to savor Ruyi’s whole body alone & undisturbed, in a setting dedicated entirely to her, not as a side distraction in a shared bed.
Suddenly, Meiyin stirred again in her sleep, her small hands shifting against my chest as she let out another soft, restless mumble.
Her fingers twitched, reaching downward toward my waist in an instinctive, sleep-addled attempt to find the source of her obsession.
I caught her wrist in the dark, my grip firm and unyielding.
Meiyin’s eyes fluttered open, blinking sleepily up at my face. She looked down at my hand holding her back, her lips instantly forming a pout as her inner brat began to flare. "Dad... why can’t I touch it? You let me yesterday... please..."
Ruyi froze instantly between my legs, her mouth still entirely filled with my shaft, her body stiff with focus as she hid beneath the shadows of the heavy duvet, maintaining her poise even in this highly compromised position.
I looked down at Meiyin, my voice a calm, hypnotic whisper that carried absolute masterly authority.
"Be patient, Meiyin. Your focus right now must remain entirely on stabilizing your Qi Condensation foundation. Once I return from the exploration of the Ancient Ruins, I will allow you to touch it as much as you desire."
Hearing the definitive promise, Meiyin’s possessive anxiety instantly melted away.
A sweet, deeply satisfied smile spread across her face as she snuggled her head back into the crook of my neck.
"Okay, Dad... I’ll be good. I’ll wait for you."
Within moments, her breathing evened out into deep sleep once more.
Hearing those taboo words spoken right above her, a sudden, electric wave of dark arousal shot straight through Ruyi’s core.
Far from being disgusted, the raw realization that her master’s young daughter was pleading to touch the very weapon currently stretching her own throat to its limits sent her devotion into overdrive. The sheer forbidden nature of the moment made her heart hammer wildly, fueling a deep, submissive thrill.
Her mind raced with a intoxicating mix of possessiveness and absolute loyalty, determined to prove that she was the one truly serving his desires.
Her throat muscles instinctively viced down with a fierce, ravenous intensity, her tongue wrapping around the thick shaft like an inescapable vice.
Down below, my eleven-inch shaft gave a sudden, violent, involuntary spasm deep inside her throat.
The relentless, squeezing friction of her tongue combined with the taboo adrenaline of the setting had pushed my enhanced lower anatomy to its absolute peak, impeding the explosive arrival of my concentrated white essence.
Sensing the imminent eruption, I locked my fingers firmly into Ruyi’s damp hair, holding her face securely down at the base.
’Prepare yourself, Ruyi,’ I commanded through an ironclad, authoritative mental transmission.
’My heavenly essence is about to release. Do not let a single drop go to waste. If you allow even a fraction of a milligram to leak onto these sheets, I will permanently ban you from ever tasting my seed again.’
The cold ultimatum caused the head maid’s focus to sharpen to a razor’s edge. Over the course of her secret training, the potent, spiritually charged nature of my semen had become an addictive, irreplaceable nectar to her body, accelerating her own latent cultivation and binding her soul to mine.
The mere thought of being stripped of the privilege to consume it was unacceptable to her.
Mmmph!
Desperate to secure every single drop, Ruyi’s instincts flared into overdrive. Pulling her head downward with an aggressive, frantic plunge, her mouth transformed into an absolute, pressurized vacuum, dragging nearly the entire eleven-inch length of the stone-hard rod deep into her throat.
Ghlck, gurgle, shhhk!
With a calculated, smooth swallow, she forced the thick, throbbing crown directly past her sphincter and deep into her esophagus.
Gluck... gluck... ghhck!
Her lips sealed completely airtight around the base against my pelvic bone, ballooning her cheeks to their absolute limits as her hands remained locked behind her back. The deep, hollow vacuum sounds echoed wetly beneath the heavy duvet.
BOOM.
The dam broke violently. A massive, high-pressure torrent of thick, boiling-hot white essence erupted straight from the tip, firing directly down into her esophagus. Ruyi’s eyes rolled back in sheer, overwhelming ecstasy as the heavy, nutrient-dense spiritual fluid flooded her throat, the raw power of the energy pulsing through her internal pathways.
Swallow... slurp... gulp... glck, glck.
Her throat muscles worked in frantic, rhythmic spasms, swallowing the massive volume of fluid instantly to ensure the vacuum seal remained completely unbroken.
The sheer intensity of the intake, combined with the extreme mental and physical devotion of the act, pushed her past her absolute limit. Right there on her knees, an intense, sudden climax ripped violently through her lower abdomen.
Her thighs trembled uncontrollably and her core drenched the sheets in a silent, explosive release triggered solely by the overwhelming pleasure of giving the oral service and drinking down the potent fluid.
Squelch... chack... mghhh.
Not a single trace of the heavenly essence was allowed to escape past her lips; her entire mouth structure acted as a flawless, airtight trap, absorbing every bit of the potent release while my daughter slept peacefully right above her head.
