I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM - Chapter 581
Chapter 581: Emma – r18
Emma’s eyes widened as she felt him hardening again inside her.
“Master, I can’t—” she gasped.
“You can and you will,” Julian said firmly. He took his cock out completely, making Emma whimper at the sudden emptiness. Then he pulled her up from the table, spinning her around to face him.
Her bodice was still open, her breasts exposed. Her skirts were bunched around her waist. Her face was tear-streaked, her hair disheveled. She was thoroughly messed—and absolutely beautiful in her submission.
“Up on the table,” Julian commanded. “On your back. Legs spread.”
“Everyone will see,” Emma whispered, though she was already moving to obey.
“That’s the point,” Julian replied. “I want them to see everything. I want them to see my seed dripping from you. I want them to see your face when you cum on my cock.”
Emma climbed onto the table with trembling limbs, lying back against the polished wood. She spread her legs as commanded, fully exposing herself—her swollen, used pussy, the evidence of Julian’s first release leaking from her.
The servants crowded closer, unable to help themselves, their eyes fixed on the erotic display.
Julian positioned his cock between her spread thighs, his hands gripping her legs and spreading them even wider.
“Look at you,” he said, loud enough for everyone to hear. “So beautifully used. This is what devotion looks like.”
He thrust back inside her, and Emma’s back arched off the table, her cry echoing once again through the hall. The new position let the servants see everything—see his thick cock sliding in and out of her, see her pussy taking him greedily, and see the mix of fluids coating both of them.
“Tell them how it feels,” Julian commanded, his pace building again. “Describe it.”
“It feels—” Emma gasped, struggling to form coherent words. “It feels so good. So full. So perfect. Like I’m finally complete again. Like I’m finally home.”
“And where is home?” Julian asked, leaning forward to take one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard.
“With you!” Emma cried, her hands clutching at his shoulders. “Inside me, around me, claiming me! You’re my home, Master!”
Julian’s thrusts became harder and more demanding. The table rocked beneath them, Emma’s breasts bouncing with each impact. The servants watched in aroused attention as their creator took his pleasure.
“I’m close again,” Emma sobbed, her body too sensitive, too overwhelmed. “Master, please, I can’t—it’s too much—”
“You can take it,” Julian growled, his hand moving between their bodies to find her clit. “You will take it. You’ll cum for me again, and you’ll do it while they all watch. You’ll show them what it means to be mine.”
He pressed hard on her clit, and Emma shattered.
This orgasm was different—more intense, almost violent in its intensity. Her entire body convulsed, her scream breaking into sobs, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around Julian. Some of the watching servants gasped—a few even cried out in pleasure.
Julian followed her over the edge moments later, his second release filling her again, mixing with the first, ensuring she would be marked by him for hours to come.
When the waves finally subsided, Emma lay boneless on the table, tears still streaming down her face, her body trembling with aftershocks. Julian remained inside her, his hands gently stroking her sides.
“Perfect,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “You’re absolutely perfect, Emma.”
Emma could only whimper in response. Every muscle felt liquid, every nerve oversensitized. She had never been taken so thoroughly, so publicly.
Julian finally pulled out, and his cum immediately began to leak from her. He helped her sit up on the table, his hands surprisingly gentle given the intensity of what had just occurred. Emma swayed dangerously, her arms barely able to support her weight, and Julian steadied her with his body, one arm around her waist.
“Easy,” he murmured.
Emma’s breathing was still ragged and she could feel the eyes of all the servants still watching.
Julian gently lowered her skirts back into place, though the fabric couldn’t hide the fact that she was thoroughly used. His seed continued to leak from her, dampening the material. He adjusted her bodice, covering her breasts, making her presentable.
“Stay there and rest,” he commanded softly, helping her lean back against the table’s edge. “Don’t try to stand yet. Your legs won’t hold you.”
Emma nodded mutely. Her thighs were still trembling, her pussy still pulsing with the memory of him inside her.
Julian then turned away from her, and Emma watched through heavy-lidded eyes as he moved to the head chair. He settled into it casually as if his cock wasn’t dangling left and right. He made no move to cover himself, sitting there in all his glory as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
The centaur servant, who had remained frozen throughout the entire display, made a small sound. Her hooves shifted nervously on the stone floor, the metallic clip-clop sound echoing in the hall.
Julian’s gaze moved to her. “You,” he said, his voice carrying absolute authority. “Come here.”
The centaur flinched, her ears folding slightly. Slowly, she began moving towards him.
“Y-yes, Master Julian?” the centaur managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.
Julian gestured casually to himself, to his exposed length. “Clean me.”
The centaur’s blush deepened rapidly. “I… Master, I…”
She couldn’t finish the sentence, her eyes darting between Julian’s face and his exposed length, then quickly away, then back again as if drawn by some magnetic force she couldn’t resist.
“That wasn’t a request,” Julian said, his tone firm but not unkind.
The centaur swallowed hard, her throat working visibly. With trembling hands, she reached into her pocket and took out a cloth. Then, with obvious effort and awkwardness, she began to kneel.
It was a complex movement for a centaur—her hind legs folded beneath her body, her horse portion lowering to the ground while her humanoid torso remained upright. The position put her at the perfect height to reach Julian’s lap.