"Welcome, Ojou-sama."
"yes, I'm going."
Seen off by the servants lined up at the entrance, Miss Isabella and I left the mansion.
A two-horse carriage was already prepared in front of the mansion, and I took the Ojou-sama's hand and let her ride, and I followed her.
Close the door and sit in the seat opposite the Ojou-sama.
The carriage began to move with a rattle as the decorated seats with gold on them, which were only the duke's carriage, took my weight and sank lightly.
In contrast to the duke's mansion in the northern part of the aristocratic quarter, the school is located in the southern district opposite the royal castle.
Therefore, you will have to take a detour and be rocked by the carriage for a while before you arrive.
"Windveil"
I was going to look out the window at the scenery until I arrived at the school, but suddenly a strong wind blew inside the carriage, which was a closed room, and the curtains hanging on the window were closed by myself.
At the same time, the hustle and bustle of the town disappears.
This is one of the magics that the Ojou-sama remembers, and it should be the magic that creates the wind barrier.
Although it has no physical protection, it has the effect of completely blocking sounds inside and outside the boundary, and is often used mainly for secret conversations.
"Crow"
The Ojou-sama stood up, waving the ring with the remnants of magical light, and sat directly on my lap.
Receiving the weight of the two of them, the seat sinks soundlessly.
"How are you, Ojou-sama?"
I was about to become conscious of the soft bulge pressed against my chest and the feel of my buttocks resting on my thighs.Isabella・・・・asks.
"You know, give me your usual massage as soon as possible."
「... Yes sir, Ojou-sama."
Isabella's eyes caught my face with both hands and looked straight into her eyes, and there was a flame of desire that could not be hidden.
As it turned out, Isabella was hooked.
She had never touched anything sexual before, and as soon as she was alone in the carriage or in her own room, she began to ask for a massage.
As it happens, he endures whether reason works at the school, but in other places, he greedily devours pleasure and squeezes this gold ball with the momentum of emptying it.
"Hmm..."
When you put your hand on the pure white uniform and take it off, your chest wrapped in light blue underwear is exposed.
I put my hands around my back and try to undo my bra, and Isabella puts her hands on my shoulders to make it easier for me to unhook them.
This is not something I taught, but something Isabella began to think and do for herself.
"Hmm..., ahe..., uh..."
Receiving an expectant gaze and touching its bulge, a soft touch was transmitted to the palm of her hand, and Isabella let out a sweet sigh from her lips.
Isabella's face, which is wrapped around her neck with strength and a dazed expression, is close and terrifying.
It is foul to put such an expression on your face at such a distance that you could kiss if you put your face a little closer.
I know. Isabella is just trying to get pleasure, not that she has any special feelings for me.
Maybe she doesn't even recognize me as the opposite sex.
"Lady..."
"Mmmm..., ahh
While pressing her hardened nipples against my palms, Isabella desperately seeks pleasure with a feverish expression.
Even though we're so close, I can't even touch their hearts.
That fact disturbs my mind asexually.
"Hmm..., what's going on, this..."
Before I knew it, Isabella, who had separated from me, was groaning while touching my clothes.
Apparently, she is trying to get her to take off her clothes, but she is always left to her servant and has never dressed herself, so she seems to be struggling because she does not understand the structure well.
"Uh..., Ojou-sama? What are you doing?"
"You should take it off, too, it's not fair that I'm the only one showing my skin."
It didn't go well, and Isabella said it with her mouth pointed as if she was frustrated, and when she laughed unintentionally, she glared at me as much as she could.
Reluctantly, I opened the front of my butler's uniform to expose my upper body, and I saw Isabella's gaze involuntarily directed to my chest.
He should be training to a certain extent and have a body that is not embarrassing to be seen, but there is something embarrassing when he is observed seriously like this.
"Hmm..., after all, men's bodies are quite hard, it's weird..."
"Uh..., uh..."
Isabella puts her hand on my chest plate and strokes it to see how it feels.
I don't think she has any intention of doing that, but the feeling of being stroked gradually causes blood to gather in the lower half of her body.
"What...!?"
Of course, Isabella on my lap can see the change.
His expression became surprised for a moment, but he soon changed his expression to look like it was nothing.
His face was red, and his movements were awkward, and it was clear that he was conscious.
If you get such a reaction, you will want to abuse me in various ways...
Oh, with your ass, what..."
While playing with her big with her right hand, she puts her left hand inside Isabella's skirt and strokes her plump ass meat.
If you dare not give him strong stimulation and stroke him gently, Isabella will twist herself in frustration.
"Mmmm..., ahh
Isabella, who could no longer stand it, began to move her hips little by little, and the movements gradually became like rubbing her secret place against a meat stick through her pants.
She puts her arms around my neck and presses her big against my chest plate while moving her whole body to devour the pleasure, but that's not enough for her.
"Lady, is there anything you want me to do?"
"Ahh
Hearing in a whispering voice in a small ear beside her made Isabella tremble slightly.
You can't see their expressions because they are hugging each other, but they must be struggling between their pride and desire.
「... Please."
"Sorry Ojou-sama, can I ask you a little louder?"
"~~! You're telling me to massage you with that hard thing of yours!"
Isabella screams as if she is desperate, but that would not be enough of an attitude to ask people for things.
As always, I have to tell you where I stand here.
"No, Ojou-sama, I should have taught you how to call this properly before. Look, please tell me again why you want to do it."
"Oh..."
I grabbed her meaty ass firmly with both hands and pressed my erect against my crotch, and Isabella relaxed her body and leaned on me.
Supporting Isabella's body, I waited in silence for her words.
Eventually, Isabella slowly began to move and put her hand on my shoulder and raised herself, staring straight into my eyes and opening her mouth.
"Oh... Make me feel good with your dick..."
"Yes sir, Ojou-sama."
I smile as I look at Isabella with a complicated expression of shame, humiliation, excitement, anticipation.
Only in this moment, everything about her is mine.
That fact fills my heart a little.
"I..., remember this later..."
Isabella said something terrifying about whether I didn't like the way I was smiling, but her expression was filled with anticipation of what was to come.
"Is this okay?"
"yes, excuse me then."
"Hmm..."
When Isabella got on her knees, she lifted the hem of her skirt, and at the very back of it, she put her hand on her already wet shorts and slowly inserted her between the secret and the shorts.
Sandwiched between the feel of the silk underwear and the feel of the crack sucking on the back muscles, I almost lose my waist, but it seems that Isabella is the same.
"Mmmm Hmm..."
Perhaps it was the limit of just touching, but Isabella couldn't even support her skirt, and she sat down on my lap and leaned against my chest as if she had lost her strength.
Isabella put her arms around my neck and pressed her breasts against me again and began to slowly move her hips.
After layering the skin several times, I found out that Isabella likes to touch her skin while facing each other like this.
So if you put your arms around her waist like this...
"Ahh
"Oh, uh, Iza, Bella..."
In addition, Isabella, who has the expression of a female who has been switched on and in estrus, strengthens her arms and intensifies the movement of her hips.
The pleasure of being shaved off by a sledgling attacks me, and I hug her thin waist in my arms and hit my hips as if seeking her even more.
"Ahh
While staring at each other at close range, they shake their hips to devour the pleasure earnestly.
Isabella, whose eyes widened with pleasure, is lewd and almost falls in love with her.
Not only that, but the fresh lips with thin rouge are just a few centimeters away.
Those lips are so close that I can hear a sigh that leaks out with a sweet moan, and I am now desperately resisting the urge to close them with my own.
"Ahh
As Isabella declared, it's about time she ran out of patience.
I pick up the pace to match it.
While concentrating on the trembling, I went back and forth over Isabella's crack.
"Ahh
"Ugh!?"
Isabella's lips were at close range at the moment when she was about to release her desires in time with Isabella's body trembling and climaxing.
I suppressed the instinct that I impulsively tried to take away with reason, and when I sucked on the white collarbone that was a little below it, I released my desire.
"It's still too much..., hmm..."
"I'm sorry."
Lady Isabella, who sat down and lifted her skirt, said in a stunned manner.
I crouched between her legs, wiping away the remnants of my own desire.
As usual, it's certainly too much for me.
As long as I am dealing with a Ojou-sama, it cannot be helped.
After carefully wiping off the cloudy liquid tangled in the golden pubic hair with a wet towel, I put on a replacement pair of shorts that I took out of storage.
"It's over."
I said so, and the carriage stopped moving the moment I stood up.
"Oh, it looks like we've just arrived at the school, let's go quickly."
"Yes sir."
After that, Isabella's disheveled top was finished, and I stopped when I realized it.
"What's wrong?"
"No... Come to think of it, Ojou-sama, there was no practical class today, did you?"
"That's true, but what's wrong with that?"
If that's the case, I don't care about one day today.
"It's not a big deal, yes, it's over. Shall we go?"
"Hmm..., that's fine, though."
Taking the hand of the Ojou-sama, who has almost returned to her normal uniform, he gets out of the carriage.
Lady Isabella walks in front of her gracefully along the school path as usual, and I stand behind her.
The start of the same day as usual.
But the only thing that is different today is that there are traces of my makeup under her uniform.
A marking that it doesn't belong to anyone, it belongs only to me.
Isabella spends the whole day wearing my kiss marks.
That fact made me smile.