Chapter 10 – The Dreamer
“Have you two imagined what life would be like outside the house?” Gray asked. The first to raise their heads was Sia. She was boiling the soup, while Lyla was cutting the vegetables.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Gray shrugged his shoulders. “You know, think if you had money to get away from here and live happily. Where would you go to?”
Sia looked at him warily. But Lyla responded faster. “In Kelington. That town is covered by mountains and has some of the best sceneries in this entire kingdom. I wanted to take you to it someday.”
“Well there’s no point daydreaming,” Sia said, glaring at Gray. “Like a certain someone, it’s always best to look at life pessimistically.”
“Oh look at smart little Sia,” Gray grumbled.
“Smarter than you definitely.”
Lyla dropped all the vegetables into a bowl and wiped her hands. “Are you two fighting again? You aren’t fifteen anymore. Sia, boil these vegetables. Gray, clean the plates. We need to get breakfast ready. I’m going to take a wash before breakfast is served. I hope you two can handle breakfast without me because Lord Julius isn’t in a good mood.”
“We can Mom,” Sia rolled her eyes.
“Thanks.”
She turned around and walked to the corner of the room, where their large washbasin was stored in, then stared to strip. She took off the apron first, neatly folded it, and placed it on the window sill. Then she took off the cloth belt before taking off her blouse and skirt. Gray watched at it in fascination.
He had seen her naked twice or thrice, but only from the back or from the side. Most of the time he had his eyes averted whenever Sia or Lyla changed clothes in the same room. Not because he wanted to, but because it was the right thing to do.
But now with Lyla only wearing her chemise Gray caught the curves of his body, and when she bent down to pick up the basin the cloth stuck to her skin, showing the outline of her buttocks-
“Hey!”
Gray snapped back to attention. Sia was standing beside him, glaring like a hungry wolf. “That’s my mother Gray!”
“W-What are you talking about?” Gray spoke in hushed tones, afraid Lyla might hear. He averted his eyes and moved to the counter with the plates.
“I saw what you were doing,” Sia walked beside him. “Pervert.”
Gray almost had the urge to insult back, but for what? For calling him a pervert when he actually did something to be called a pervert? He felt his dick hard in his pants. And when he tried to focus on anything else but Lyla’s butt he found himself thinking about Andria sprawled on the bed, naked, with her tongue sticking out.
That didn’t help the erection. And Gray’s silence didn’t help Sia who folded her arms and started to look at him warily.
“Ever since you were thrown into that basement you have been acting weird. If something is wrong you can tell me.”
“Nothing is wrong,” Gray grumbled, gathering the plates and placing them on the table. “You are looking at me weirdly.”
“I don’t like it when you lie to me,” Sia’s voice sounded almost afraid. “Please Gray,” she kept a hand on his arm. “If you want to speak about something, or tell me about something, I’m there for you.”
Tell her? About how he had three rounds of sex with their mistress last night? How he enjoy the feeling of sweet revenge of Julius? And what’s worse, how he wanted more of it? Telling about those would only make them more distant.
“Look Sia, nothing is wrong. And you are my best friend. You know I would tell everything to you if something is wrong.”
She frowned. “Right, friend. That’s what I am. Give me those plates, I’ll wash them up since your mind is elsewhere.”
She grabbed it from him and turned to leave.
“Wait, Sia!”
She turned, and Gray walked towards her and kissed. He didn’t know what came over him, but he did. It wasn’t a long one, like the ones he gave to Andria. But it wasn’t a quick peck either. He felt her lips on his, and he breathed the sweet cinnamon scent she gave. Most of all, she didn’t push him back. In fact, Gray had to grab the plates because it almost felt like she was about to drop them.
When he pulled back Sia’s eyes were wide, and she was looking at him with an expression he had never seen before. And then her cheeks started to slowly redden.
“Alright,” Gray gave a chuckle. “I better clean up the windows before Julius wakes up, he always hates that…”
He gave a nervous chortle and sped out of the kitchen.
On the run his mind drifted elsewhere. The kiss was definitely not what he expected. It wasn’t lewd like when he kissed Andria, but it wasn’t something sweet either. Gray thought by kissing her he could remove the memories with Andria, but in turn, that only made it worse.
It’s just one more round, he assured himself. Then all three of us are out of this hellhole.
*
“Did you get the gold?”
“Mmmmg!”
Gray looked down at the woman sucking his dick. It was already hard, but watching the rich noblewoman bent over him while pushing in and out of his member was a sight to break his dick in two. Even her eyes were raised up looking at him.
“Can’t hear you.”
Andria pulled back, trying to free her mouth. But Gray felt the climax hit right then.
“Oh wait, I’m coming!” he pushed the head back in with both his hands. He felt the tip of his penis touch the edges of her throat, and he came at the same time. It was just a few spurts, but enough for Andria to choke while Gray held him.
When he released his grip the noblewoman pulled back, coughing and gagging. She bent down and spitted out his jizz, slamming her back with her hand.
“Oh, don’t waste semen,” Gray grinned.
“Bastard!” Andria snapped. “It’s right there in the wardrobe. You can get it out once we are done.”
She was already getting onto the bed, and Gray slapped her ass. “One more thing. I need your word that you’ll never come after me, Sia, or Lyla ever again. We are out of duty from today.”
Andria turned. “What are you talking about? The deal was only about you, not the other two.”
“Deals can change. And our agreement is that you obey everything I say during sex,” Gray pulled down his pants and got to bed. “You get a child, and that’s all you care. You have money, you can hire any servant you want after we are gone.”
“Fine!” Andria wasn’t looking at him. “You, Sia, and Lyla are free to leave. I won’t chase after you, nor will my husband.”
“And you won’t stop us from leaving.”
“I won’t. You have my word.”
Well, that was quick, Gray was surprised. Perhaps all the woman wanted was just sex and a child.
“Good girl,” Gray slid it in. Andria wasn’t looking at him, and he was grateful for it. Somehow the kiss with Sia in the morning had made it difficult to look at the noblewoman for long periods of time.
Gray had thought of all kinds of kinks to try on the woman during their last round of sex, but now he needed nothing more than to finish it quickly. So he grabbed her ass cheeks and pushed inside. He slammed harder with each thrust, and he did it with a ferocity enough to bring moans from the woman.
“Ah…I’m almost sad I’m going to miss this…” Andria said between her pants. “But tell me Gray, you asked me what I felt about cheating on Lord Julius, what do you feel about doing this with me when you have Sia-”
“Shut up!” Gray slapped her ass harder than last night, and her words ended with a gasp.
Her insides tightened on his dick, and he slapped her again, knowing he was on the verge of cumming.
“Here we go,” he muttered, clenching the flesh and pushing deep inside.
It all came in a moment, and this time when Gray felt the familiar sensation of the lock, he unlocked it. It was like opening a dam. A sudden sensation rushed into him. Andria might have felt the same because she let out a sudden moan. Her walls gripped his dick and refused to let it go.
“Oh my god!” she moaned. “I-”
Gray let it fly. And this time it sprayed straight inside her, and it didn’t stop. It was the same as the time in the basement when he had thrown wave after wave of jizz at Andria, but this time, he sent it all to her insides.
He came again and again, in thick spurts. He didn’t count the seconds, he was more focused on the feeling. It was like a vampire sucking out his blood.
“AHHH!” Andria moaned, and Gray sent the last spurt deep inside her, then pulled back.
He jumped down from bed and staggered back. He felt dizzy, but not dizzy enough to look at the wardrobe.
“My gold...” he muttered.
Andria’s body was still twitching, and there was white jizz leaking out from her vagina. But she lifted a weak arm and pointed at the wardrobe. Unlike last night, this time she held a smile.
What is the bitch planning?
Gray scuttled to the wardrobe, almost tripping down twice.
I should have enforced the contracts harder.
He saw the wardrobe door slightly ajar, but he didn’t mind. He staggered to it, gripped the handles, and swung it wide open.
I’m finally out of this-
He stopped. His entire body froze. The dizziness faded away as his blood turned cold at the sight in front of him.
Looking at him, wide-eyed, with her hands clasped together, was the girl he kissed in the morning.
“S-Sia?” Gray choked at the words.
She looked at Gray, with those same big, innocent eyes, but this time almost with anger and malice.
At that moment, Gray knew the little future he built was completely over.