The Whipping Maid of House Calley - Chapter 124

At her words and actions that had ultimately crossed the line, Cedric’s gaze grew even colder.

「Who is your master? Stand up. Right now.」

Realizing the situation had worsened further, Sylvia quietly called his name.

「…Cedric.」

「I’ll consider the audit your final gift and accept it thoroughly.」

Cedric spoke, making it clear he had no intention of seeing her again.

「If you understand, then leave.」

Cedric returned to his seat. Then, whether Sylvia was there or not, he no longer paid her any attention. It was a complete disregard.

Even so, Sylvia remained kneeling there for quite a while.

At that moment, a knock was heard.

“Sir.”

Rufus, who opened the door without even waiting for a response as if it were urgent, noticed Sylvia kneeling on the floor and stepped back again.

“On second thought, it seems I can report this a bit later.”

Rufus closed the door and left.

Sylvia, her face flushed with humiliation, slowly rose to her feet.

For a moment, she hesitated over whether to cling to him again, but at Cedric’s firm expression, she soon gave up, erased the face of a submissive, and left the office with the proud expression of a young lady.

***

Sheila found a job when she went down to the dining hall to eat before Jerry arrived.

The dining hall on the first floor of the inn served meals to the guests staying there.

Sheila ate a simple meal.

At that time, she didn’t know whether Jerry would come today or tomorrow. So after finishing her meal, Sheila planned to take a look around the village.

If she was lucky, she might find a shop with a hiring notice and get a job.

At that moment, the innkeeper entered the dining hall and said, “Now then! Attention! Listen while you eat. A general store nearby is hiring. They prefer a female employee with at least six months of experience working at a general store, and someone with a bright personality, so if you’re interested, come talk to me at the counter.”

After finishing what he had to say, the innkeeper returned to the counter.

‘That’s totally me!’

Sheila stuffed the bread she was eating into her mouth and quickly stood up. Speed was everything for things like this.

From the looks of it, Sheila was the only one in the dining hall who had heard the job posting and hurried to stand up.

In the first place, among those staying at the inn, there weren’t many people looking for work, and women were especially rare.

When Sheila went to the counter and spoke, the innkeeper told her to go to ‘Mario’s General Store’ and even drew her a simple map.

“So you decided to work there?” Jerry asked.

“Of course. It’s fairly large, and they said there’s a spare room, so if I want, I can stay there with meals provided. I’m moving tomorrow.”

Mario’s General Store, like most general stores, was run by a middle-aged couple.

When Mario and Cecilia saw Sheila, they smiled kindly and said she was exactly the kind of person they were looking for.

The first floor of the general store was the shop, and the second floor was their living space.

They also had a son, but he was a writer and rarely came down to the store, so she could think of it as if he didn’t exist.

“They said they’d like me to start work quickly, so I should go early and get a feel for things.”

If Jerry hadn’t come quickly, she planned to leave a note at the inn and move out.

Since Sheila had no income yet and was just spending money on lodging, it was the obvious choice.

In any case, things had gone well in many ways.

Working at a general store wasn’t unfamiliar to Sheila.

Moreover, since Mario’s General Store was larger than Mr. Chandler’s shop, the weekly pay was quite decent.

“Then, let’s go together tomorrow.”

“Mm…, sure.”

Sheila nodded at Jerry’s words.

It’d be better to look like she had family than like a complete orphan.

“By the way, you brought some money, right?”

At that, Jerry rummaged through his pocket.

In the letter Sheila sent Jerry, she had written that she only had enough left for carriage fare. Jerry read it and brought some money accordingly.

“I’ll cover the inn fee. And here, three solids. I’ll deduct this from the money you’ve saved?”

As Jerry held out three solids, Sheila picked up only one with her fingers.

“One solid is enough. They’re providing room and board, and I’ll be paid weekly.”

“Geez, you really are stingy. Then to save on the inn fee, can I just sleep on the floor here?” Jerry asked.

“Sure, why not?” Sheila replied, the corners of her eyes curving gently. “Sounds like you want to take a trip to the afterlife. Do as you like.”

Sheila cracked her finger joints.

“Alright, alright,” Jerry grumbled and got up from his seat.

“We’ll eat breakfast tomorrow and head out, so keep that in mind.”

At Sheila’s words, Jerry raised a hand without looking back and left the room.

“What’s with him lately, getting so pushy?”

Sheila looked at the door in disbelief, then locked it.

Putting the coins into her pocket, Sheila flopped down onto the cheap inn bed.

“Even so, I still don’t see him as a man,” Sheila muttered to herself.

Jerry probably didn’t have any major complaints either. She didn’t sense that level of desire in his eyes.

If it was desire, then the way Cedric used to look at her, with eyes so cold they felt icy yet burning as if they’d scorch her….

“Haa, what am I even thinking?”

Cedric just needed a low-born woman he could treat carelessly while satisfying his perverted desires.

Of course, in that process, she also felt quite a bit.

Sheila wriggled, lifted her skirt, and brought her hand down between her legs.

She’d successfully escaped, she’d safely met Jerry, and she wanted to let herself go once, properly.

Sheila found the small bud below and began rubbing it.

She’d done this a few times in front of Cedric.

When she did it in front of him, it felt like she’d die, but doing it alone, something about it just didn’t excite her.

To build up her arousal, Sheila recalled the things he had said.

“Rub yourself until you come.”

“You don’t even know your own body and you think you can satisfy your master?”

“From the way you’re dripping, you must like it.”

Sheila rubbed herself below with one hand while sliding the other inside her clothes.

Then she rubbed her nipple with her fingers.

When that still wasn’t enough, she pinched and tugged at it.

“Ha, haa….”

Wetness spread below, her arousal steadily building.

“Ah, ah! Haa!”

Sheila’s hips lifted into the air and dropped back down. An orgasm swept through her whole body.

A faint voice slipped out of Sheila’s mouth along with a breath.

“Not enough….”

She came, but it wasn’t the level of sensation she wanted.

When she touched below, it was wet and slick.

‘You still get soaked easily.’

If Cedric saw her, would he say something like that?

Thinking of him, she rubbed herself a bit more, and a rush of fluid spilled out.

“I should wash up.”

After enjoying the lingering sensation for a moment, Sheila got up with a bitter expression.

Now she wasn’t bound by strict rules like when she was a maid, and she no longer needed to scramble over money, so she could just meet a new man.

She still had no intention of getting married, but with a body that had learned about men, she had no intention of living her whole life in loneliness.

***

While the staff filed the audited documents back into place, Cedric conducted a final check of the inventory Edouard had prepared.

After that, he called a lawyer to the company and reviewed legal countermeasures against the false report.

He intended to recover all the losses caused by Sylvia. The company Cedric created was no longer his alone.

If the company collapsed, over a hundred employees would lose their jobs as well. Sylvia had done something that should never be done out of personal emotion.

The responsibility for resolving it all fell entirely on Cedric.

After finishing his work and returning to his residence, Cedric sat at his desk as he took something out of his trouser pocket.

What he took out was a white lace handkerchief. The one he had practically snatched from Sheila after the jousting match.

‘If I hadn’t taken it like that, would you have given me your handkerchief?’

Cedric thought not.

Just as he had taken the handkerchief from her as if stealing it, he had no regrets about taking her body as if stealing it either.

Because if he hadn’t done that, he wouldn’t have been able to have her.

Just thinking of her made the lower part of his body throb with heat.

Cedric loosened his belt and took out his half-erect cock.

When he wrapped it with the handkerchief Sheila had embroidered, his erection swelled, growing larger.

The lace handkerchief woven with cotton thread felt rough and coarse compared to smooth silk.

In other words, it wasn’t a suitable texture for wrapping and rubbing against sensitive skin.

But Cedric was confident that even if it were a handkerchief made of thorny stems instead of cotton, if it was made by Sheila, he would still be aroused. Because he was a pervert who could only be aroused by her.

Cedric’s hand moved faster. The skin of his cock flushed a dark red.

“Ugh! Hoo….”

Semen shot out from his cock, soaking the handkerchief wrapped around it.

Cedric wiped himself with the handkerchief and tossed it onto the desk, then leaned back in his chair.

“I’ve been informed that Miss Sheila left the mansion yesterday morning.”

He heard Rufus’s report after Sylvia had left.

‘So you really…!’

Cedric recalled the sex he had with her the day before coming here.

“Say it. Whose are you?”

Cedric wanted to confirm it. He wanted to see her say that he was her master. And the true feelings held inside that small woman’s heart.

“…I’m, ngh… Master’s.”

“Lie.”

He immediately saw through the lie in Sheila’s words. But a part of him still wanted to believe it. That her words were sincere.

“It shouldn’t be a lie. As you said, I am your master.”

Even after warning her that far, she still left him in the end, and as Cedric thought of her, his feelings grew complicated.

After adjusting himself, Cedric stood up and looked out at the dim window.