Milet Blackwood is a personal maid of Sygna who was chosen since Sygna was born.
She's an enchanting beauty, with a tall and slender figure. She possesses an elegant demeanor, often maintaining a stoic expression. Despite her youthful appearance, she carries herself with a mature air, indicative of her extensive training and experience. Her short dark hair, a trademark feature of the Blackwood family, is kept in a ponytail. Milet's striking features and dignified aura have captured the attention of many admirers among other servants.
Milet, who is right now 35 years old, holds a unique position within the Blackwood family as a member of the outer circle, where the Blackwood bloodline runs thinner. In the intricate hierarchy of the Blackwood household, all the servants, including Milet, bear a diluted trace of the Blackwood bloodline. Their status is determined by the degree of this ancestral connection.
Since Sygna's birth, Milet has faithfully served as his personal maid, weaving a tapestry of care and support around him. However, her significance in Sygna's life transcends the typical boundaries of a maid's role. At the tender age of 6, Sygna faced the loss of his mother, who succumbed to an undisclosed illness. In the void left by this tragic event, Milet naturally assumed a role beyond that of a servant; she became a steadfast presence, a pillar of support, and a nurturing figure akin to a mother.
Their bond, forged over years of shared experiences and challenges, has created a familial warmth that extends beyond the rigid confines of a master-servant relationship. Milet's commitment to Sygna goes beyond mere duty, evolving into a profound connection that adds a layer of depth and emotional richness to both of their lives within the Blackwood household.
Despite technically being older than Sygna, Sygna, now possessing the mental age of a 300-year-old cultivator, began to see Milet in a different light. His eyes, once conveying familiarity and a familial connection, now scanned Milet's face and body in different ways.
Milet, detecting Sygna's gaze, couldn't help but feel a bit of discomfort.
"Is there something you need, young master?" she asked.
Sygna keep scanning at Milet body. He could see her perfect hourglass body, which was hidden underneath her maid uniform.
'I never thought about this before, but she's actually very beautiful' Sygna thought.
"I need your help with something very important" Sygna replied, his eyes locked onto her face.
"Of course, young master. I will do anything I can to help you"
"Come closer"
Milet obediently stepped forward until she stood directly beside the bed.
After coming closer, Milet saw a huge bulk on Sygna's pants, she was stunned.
"I don't know why but my lower body started to hurt really bad," Sygna said with an expression of pain.
"Can you help me?"
Hearing that, Milet was flabbergasted.
In a noble family, A personal maid is fully owned by their master. It's actually very normal for a maid to give their master some sexual service. What shocked her was actually her young master who usually had an innocent expression and was a completely pure young man before he was struck by thunder suddenly became such a bold man.
'Does the thunder not only cure his condition but also give him instant puberty?' Milet thought.
She hesitated a little bit, then she kneeled down and reached for his belt. She slowly removed his belt, and then unbuttoned his pants, exposing his huge member.
She couldn't help but gulp at the sight of it.
"My..." she gasped.
It's not the first time Milet saw Sygna's manhood. After all, she's the one who always cleans his body when he's unconscious. But she didn't remember it this big.
"Please help me"
Hearing her young master's plea, Milet try to remember the sex education she learned during her training period. Despite being 35 years old, Milet actually still a virgin and never provide any sexual service before.
She gently placed her hand on his hard manhood, and carefully pulled down his underwear.
His manhood sprang free, bobbing slightly with each heartbeat.
It's so long and so thick, Milet thought.
Milet's hands trembled slightly as she reached out to grip his length. She wrapped her delicate fingers around his shaft and slowly stroked up and down.
Her fingers slid easily along his smooth skin, lubricated by the copious amount of pre-cum oozing from his tip.
Sygna moaned softly, enjoying the sensation of her touch.
Milet's heart pounded in her chest. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but she didn't want to disappoint her young master.
Milet kept her eyes fixed on Sygna's member. She watched as it twitched and throbbed with each stroke.
"Are you feeling better, young master?" she asked tentatively.
"Keep going"
She tightened her grip and continued pumping his shaft, twisting her wrist slightly on each upstroke.
'This is not enough' Sygna thought.
Sygna never thought that Milet was such an amateur
"Try to lick the tip"
Milet's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.
She looked up at him uncertainly.
"It's okay, you're doing great," Sygna reassured her.
"Just open your mouth and lick the tip."
She lowered her head and tentatively stuck out her tongue.
She pressed the flat of her tongue against his manhood, lapping up his sticky essence.
Sygna moaned again.
"Yes, just like that," he murmured.
Milet grew bolder, swirling her tongue around his head.
Sygna's breathing grew heavy, and he groaned with pleasure.
"Ah, that's it," he sighed.
Milet's confidence grew as she began bobbing her head up and down.
She kept her tongue firmly pressed against his shaft, and her hand gripped his base, working in tandem with her mouth.
"Yes, that's perfect"
"Now suck it"
Milet wrapped her lips around his manhood, engulfing him in her warm, wet mouth.
She swirled her tongue around his shaft, savoring his salty flavor.
"Oh.." he grunted.
Sygna couldn't help but start to thrust into her mouth.
He reached down and gripped her hair, holding her in place.
Milet gagged slightly as he hit the back of her throat.
Sygna didn't relent, fucking her face with increasing vigor.
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she struggled to breathe.
Sygna felt a tingle of pleasure building inside him.
"I'm close," he warned.
"Swallow it all"
Milet bobbed her head up and down, keeping her lips tight around his shaft.
Sygna's hips bucked uncontrollably, and he let out a primal roar as he exploded.
Hot, thick streams of cum shot down her throat, filling her mouth.
Milet swallowed eagerly, gulping down every drop.
"You did a good job," he panted.
"But it's not enough"
Sygna's lower member is still standing straight with no sign of exhaustion.
"Milet, have you ever practiced Harmony Magic before?"
"No, young master, I have not."
A personal maid in the Blackwood family needs to keep their purity until their master takes it.
"It's perfect then. We can practice it together now"
"Please undress yourself, Milet."
Milet hesitates a little bit.
"Young master, are you sure you want to experience your first time with this lowly old maid?"
Sygna thinks about what Milet said while gazing at her face.
'30s is old?, during my time as a slave in the Dual Cultivation sect, I'm forced to fuck many perverted grandmas to provide supplies of Yang Qi to them.'
'Age also does not matter at all, even if the woman's age is 1000 years old, as long as she's able to maintain her beautiful appearance, it's all good.'
"You're not old at all Milet, in this life, you're one of the most beautiful women I ever met."
"It's my fortune if I'm able to have my first experience with you."
Hearing Sygna's answer, Milet was taken aback, after a few seconds she then stops hesitating and then starts to undress herself
She unbuttoned her maid uniform and let it fall to the floor.
Next, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting her full breasts spill free.
Sygna couldn't help but stare in awe at her gorgeous naked body.
"You're so beautiful," he breathed.
Milet's cheeks flushed pink, and she lowered her gaze, suddenly feeling shy.
"Come here," Sygna said, reaching out for her.
She stepped closer and climbed onto the bed, kneeling beside him.
Sygna pulled her into his arms, and their lips met in a passionate kiss.
His tongue explored her mouth, teasing and caressing her own.
Sygna broke the kiss and moved his lips to her neck, kissing and sucking gently.
Milet's breathing grew heavy, and she let out a soft moan.
His hands roamed across her body, exploring her curves.
Sygna moved down her neck to her collarbone, leaving a trail of kisses.
He cupped her smooth white breasts, massaging them and teasing her pink nipples.
Milet gasped as he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
"Ahn.."
She grabbed the back of his head, holding him against her chest.
Sygna's right hand slid down her flat stomach, heading for the warm wetness between her legs.
He ran his fingers through her slick folds, eliciting a sharp gasp of pleasure.
Milet was so wet, her juices were already coating his fingers.
Sygna rubbed her sensitive clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Milet squirmed and moaned, her body trembling with desire.
"Young master..." she gasped.
Sygna didn't respond. He continued to tease and stroke her most intimate parts.
Milet threw her head back and cried out as her climax washed over her.
"Are you ready?" Sygna asked.
"Yes, young master, I am ready," Milet replied, her voice trembling.
"Lay down and spread your legs."
Sygna took a moment to admire her nude form before climbing on top of her.
He guided his hard manhood to her entrance, teasing her with the tip.
Milet was nervous, but even though deep inside she wondered how her young master become such a skillful man she trusted him.
Sygna guided his manhood to her slick opening and pushed inside her.
He groaned as he felt her tight, wet walls clench around his shaft.
"Uhnn..." Milet moaned.
Blood begins to spill from Milet's lower body, proving her purity for 35 years.
Sygna's hips began to move, slowly at first, but soon building a steady rhythm.
Milet clung to him, wrapping her arms and legs around him as she met his thrusts.
"Y..Young Master, please.. slower.."
Sygna ignore Milet plea, but he slowly flows his Yang Qi combined with his pure blackwood mana into her body, then start exchanging it with Milet's virgin Yin Qi which she accumulated over 35 years.
Milet who initially felt hurt, started to feel warm in her stomach, feeling a pure blackwood mana entering her body, Milet's body started to feel hot.
Milet could no longer control her desire, and her hips began to move of their own accord.
Sygna increased the intensity of his thrusts, pounding into her with reckless abandon.
"Ahn! Young master!" Milet cried out.
Her fingers dug into his back as her body trembled with pleasure.
"Aaah!"
"Ughh" Sygna growled, his voice rough with desire.
He grabbed her hips and slammed into her, hitting her deepest spots.
Milet's head spun as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her.
"I can't hold back anymore," he grunted.
"I'm going to cum."
"Aahn!" Milet gasped.
Sygna thrust harder and deeper, pushing her over the edge.
Her walls clenched around his shaft as she climaxed.
Her entire body trembled as her orgasm ripped through her.
"Aahhhh!"
Sygna groaned, burying his face in her neck as his manhood twitched inside her.
He came hard, spurting his hot, sticky seed deep inside her.
They rode out their orgasms together, clinging to each other as they gasped for breath.
"That was amazing," Sygna whispered.
Milet was exhausted, but Sygna's lower member was still brimming with vigor.
"But we're not done yet Milet".
Milet eyes widen when she realized that his manhood is getting bigger.
"Y..Young master?"
Sygna then begins the second round.
The whole night was filled with the sound of pleasure. And finally, in the seventh round, Sygna and Milet both reached the peak of their pleasure.
"Ahh... Aahn!"
"Uhnn!"
"Haa... Haa..."
The two of them panted heavily as they lay in each other's arms.
Milet's body was drenched in sweat, and her hair was disheveled.
Sygna was also covered in sweat, he rolled over onto his back, taking Milet with him.
She snuggled against his chest, her head resting on his shoulder.
"..."
Milet had already fallen asleep in exhaustion.
He gently caressed her cheek.
"Good night Milet"