I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince

With Ethan on her back, Lilith had grown somewhat accustomed to crawling around the room on her third lap. The sensation of someone riding her back was bearable enough.

Of course, becoming accustomed to the posture and sensations did not lessen the shame. Naturally, her fatigue was accumulating.

"Still, Ethan is beside me after all…" The weight on her back was surprisingly comforting. Focused solely on that, she continued to move diligently.

It was her role now to obediently follow Ethan's wishes until he was satisfied.

Although it felt like it was already past midnight… in such a situation, she wasn’t oblivious enough to stop what they were doing just because the time of the 'unlimited pass' was over.

"Haah, hoo, hooo…"

Four laps, five laps, six laps.

The excitement within her began to lose its place and accumulated inside her as the walk dragged on.

The wet marks drawn on the floor had been overlaid several times, now almost forming a distinct circle.

-Petting, petting.

"Hmmm, hmm.... hooo…"

And then, at some point, Ethan’s hand naturally began to stroke her buttocks.

Still flushed with heat, her buttocks felt a strangely tingling yet not unpleasant stimulation under his touch.

"How many laps have you done, Lilith?"

"…Six laps. And I am currently on my seventh."

"Is that so? Let’s go up to ten then."

"…Yes."