A Lion Stands Before a Rabbit (2) – R19

“P….”

Punishment?! Rosetta, who thought it was just an extension of enjoyment, looked at Michael in confusion. Michael smiled inwardly. It was an affectionate, kind smile.

“It’s easier to focus on practicing when you have a penalty… a punishment, if you will… but you’ll enjoy it, Rosetta.”

Rosetta’s face flushed at his shameless, lecherous tone.

“I don’t need that kind of punishment, I’ll do my best….”

“Yes. You’ll just have to work hard and hold it in, because I’ll give you…, ten chances before mealtime, and if you hold it in for more than five minutes in any one of them, I’ll make it like there was no punishment.”

‘Five minutes….’

Rosetta was savoring every moment of pleasure in Michael’s arms, but she didn’t know exactly how long it would take for her to reach her climax; five minutes seemed like a long enough time to think about it.

‘Rosetta can’t last more than two minutes…. Five minutes should be enough.’

The thought of letting her cum ten times before sex made the corners of his mouth twitch. Completely melted, Rosetta was not going to resist Michael’s penetration. She’d feel sorry for being weak to pleasure and keep it to herself.

“Ah… okay, five minutes, I’ll try to hold out!”

“I look forward to it.”

Seeing Michael’s relaxed expression made her feel bad. Five minutes, she’ll hold out!

?

“Ah, ha, ha, ha!”

Rosetta hadn’t realized her body was so sensitive. Pleasure radiated through her body as she was rubbed with his slippery wet fingers. Her body surprisingly easily reached climax as her sensitive bud was cupped while a finger simultaneously probed her insides.

“Haah….  Oh no, not again…. Aaaahhhh!”

Rosetta shuddered, hugging the cushions as she tasted her climax. Michael grumpily watched as Rosetta’s petals spread open as he reached inside.

“No……. don’t…. Do…. not……. Ugh…….”

“What do you mean ‘don’t’ when you cum by yourself like that.”

“Ahhhhh!”

Taking advantage of the moment when it contracted and then relaxed, Michael pushed his finger in, thrusting it in and out, giving Rosetta pleasure.

“It’s cute that this is where you’re making my fingers wet. Whoo…. That’s the ninth time already, Rosetta, does it feel good?”

“I don’t know……. It’s all because of you, Michael. You’re the only thing that makes me feel so good. Aang….”

“I can’t wait to suck on Rosetta’s pussy. Haah, I’m looking forward to punishing you later.”

She wanted to scream out that it was a scam, but when she saw Michael’s eyes sparkle with anticipation, she couldn’t resist. And who will I complain to?

‘Ugh, why can’t I hold it for five minutes?’

Michael waited until all the sand from the top had fallen into the bottom compartment and flipped the hourglass back over. Rosetta looked at it and tensed her hips.

“One last time now, Rosetta, and when we’re done, let’s take a shower together and then have breakfast.”

Glancing at Michael’s pleased face, Rosetta steeled herself. It’s only five minutes, so she’ll be able to hold it together this time.

?

‘Why, why, why!’

Feeling her way to the last tenth, Rosetta slipped back into Michael’s arms and into the bathroom. Michael, who had enjoyed teasing Rosetta’s pussy as she savoring her climax, had a smirk on his face.

“The punishment is…. Shall we just take it any time during the afternoon? I have a place in mind.”

He said he won’t do it all day, but what he said was different from doing it from the morning! But Rosetta didn’t bother pointing out that fact. After all, it was the same that he would hurry up there.

“Uh, where is it?”

If he said outdoors, she was going to kick his ass.

“I’ll show you later, but in the meantime….”

“Ah!”

Rosetta’s buttocks rubbed against the hardness of his penis. Its hard, hot form made Rosetta’s lustful entrance throb.

“This is what happened while I was practicing with you, Rosetta….”

“Oh…. Michael…….”

Michael licked his lips slowly over Rosetta’s panting lips, his eyes nervous.

“We’re running out of time before mealtime, so…, do you mind if I bathe you while I am inside you? I won’t be moving around aggressively….”

Taking a bath with it inside her, he could do that? But as he rubbed her damp petals, Rosetta wanted to do it too. No matter how many times she feel it with his fingers, it’s not the same as being filled deep inside.

“Mmm, then just a little….”

“Just a little, is it? I’m not sure, but….”

Setting Rosetta down on the bathroom floor, Michael turned her around. Grabbing her hips, his slow penetration made her breathing ragged.

‘Ahhh……. That feels good.’

Her insides were pried open by his slick thrusts. Rosetta shuddered as she felt her insides fill with something hot.

“Hah…. Now let’s get you cleaned up.”

‘Like this? Without moving?!’

What kind of new kind of teasing is this? Michael picked up the soap, still holding Rosetta with one arm. She sighed softly as he lathered it up and rubbed it over her bare skin.

‘I want to touch you too, Michael.’

If Rosetta started touching him, Michael would move his hips impatiently. But with it inserted from behind like this, all he could do was feel as he pleased.

“Ugh, mmmmm….”

After a moment’s hesitation, Michael grabbed Rosetta’s breasts and squeezed them hard. As he skillfully rolled her protruding nipples between his thumb and forefinger, her hips moved of their own accord.

“Aang……. Mmmm, Michael….”

“Hah…. That feels good, Rosetta…….”

She tightened around Michael’s in response to the stimulation, and he began to pant a little. Her soft, slippery thing clung to his penis, and the slimy sensation was driving him crazy.

Michael grabbed Rosetta’s body with both hands, caressing her entire body. He slid his fingers into her gaping mound and she moaned in pleasure.

“You’re so cute, Rosetta……. Feel more….”

Rosetta couldn’t think of anything else as his frothy fingers began to cupping her hard, sensitive bud. Her body couldn’t handle Michael’s touch.

“Haah…. Ahhhh!”

She squirmed against the sweet stimulation, unable to hold back any longer. The bubbles that trickled down her ass and onto his penis trickled down to the inside, spreading even more erotic stimulation.

“Ahhhh! Aah!”

Michael’s relentless strokes hadn’t let up, bringing Rosetta’s pleasure to a fever pitch. Enveloped in her slippery bubbles, Rosetta tasted her climax again and again as she accepted Michael’s cock.

It was the same morning as always.

?

By the time he reached the north gate of the capital, the temple procession was already moving away. Gerald sighed in disappointment as he watched the procession spread out like a tiny dot.

If only he could catch up to her now, he could say goodbye, but he wasn’t her lover.

‘Why today….’

If it hadn’t been the day of Isabelle’s flogging, he would have been home, and he would have gotten Iris’s letter in time. Then he wouldn’t have been late.

“Did you just show up?”

It was Patrick Lansfield who spoke. He was the most likely candidate for Iris’s hand given that Prince Michael is already married. He was also the last person Gerald wanted to see after Rosetta’s affairs.

“You’re late. Iris has already left.”

“I know.”

He didn’t want to see him. He didn’t even want to talk to him, because he knew he’d find a way to use him to get to Rosetta.

After glancing back at Gerald, who had turned away, Patrick spoke.

“…Do you know where Iris has been sent?”

It was probably in the letter, but Gerald hadn’t read it properly as soon as he realized she was leaving today.

“The Duchy of Arden.”

Gerald’s eyes widened at Patrick’s words. For a moment, he thought he was joking, but the complicated look on Patrick’s face told him he was serious. Gerald felt his eyes widen in disappointment.

“You mean you didn’t stop it?”

“It is true that Iris was aided by Prince Michael.”

Even so, it didn’t make sense. If she wanted to help Michael, if she wanted him to be happy, she should have stayed away from the two of them.

“…I don’t understand.”

What’s more, she was a saint, not an ordinary young lady. It didn’t make sense to Gerald’s common sense. It wasn’t like Iris.

“There’s another reason…. No, that’s enough.”

He was about to ask more, but changed his mind. He realized that if he knew the reason, he would step up to help Iris.

Patrick looked at him disapprovingly. In the past, he would have been happy to see one of his competitors go.

But now, something felt wrong with Iris.

Not that there was anything wrong with her, per se, but that she had been so blinded by what was happening around her that she had overlooked something.

The disparity between the Iris he thought he knew and the one he saw in her behavior confused him. He still cared about Iris, but it didn’t seem to burn as hotly as it had before.

“You’re not going to appear in front of Iris anymore?”

At Patrick’s question, Gerald fell silent. It didn’t occur to him that he might not see her forever; she was a saint, and he might see her at Temple events.

“…I intend to, as soon as possible.”

“If it’s because of the Duchess of Arden’s affairs, you won’t have to. Everyone has been deceived by Isabelle Carulias.”

“And I’m her brother, which is a different position than yours.”

With that, Gerald turned and walked away. Patrick stared after him as he walked away.