Chapter 241 - 242: A Deal Is A Deal

Chapter 241: Chapter 242: A Deal Is A Deal

"Don’t drool like that, my devotee. You’re showing your bad side to your husband right now," Owen said, looking over at the man with a mock expression of pity.

What kind of face is he going to make if I actually remove her mask right now? I am sure it would be a total bombshell, Owen thought to himself, feeling a surge of thrill. However, he decided to hold back for the moment. It would be much better to save a dramatic reveal like that for when he began his full walk in baptism.

"Ahn... I’m so sorry about that, Savior. I just can’t seem to help myself," she whimpered softly in response. "Your dick is so magnificent that my eyes are completely swayed no matter how hard I try to control myself."

"And how exactly is that related to you drooling all over the place?"

"Well... it’s because I desperately want to taste your dick... ehehe..." She adopted a playful, silly tone, her shameless words forcing the man on the other side of the partition to clutch his trembling hands tightly against the wall once more. How could she flirt so openly with another man while simultaneously stroking his dick?!

"D-don’t say things like that..." the husband pleaded, his voice breaking.

"Hmm? Ohh, honey... are you perhaps getting jealous over there? Don’t be like that. This is just part of the overall stimulation process," she purred. In reality, she possessed the ability to make him cum whenever she pleased, but she deliberately chose to prolong his torment. Her clueless husband needed to understand the harsh consequences of entertaining the thought of having fun alongside those other fools.

"Argh... but you just said I am your husband! Don’t pay all your attention to that man—do that to me instead..." He gritted his teeth tightly, struggling to process her twisted way of conveying affection.

"Ohh? Are you really that jealous, honey? I’m sorry about that... Wait... ahh, don’t do that, Savior... ehehe," she giggled suddenly, her words forming a stark contradiction to her actions after Owen lightly slapped her face with his heavy dick.

"Don’t make your husband suffer like this. I will have to slap your face again if you don’t show him proper respect," Owen stated with a loud, strong-willed conviction in his voice. The husband might have actually been touched by those defensive words if Owen hadn’t been using his own dick to deliver the reprimand!

"D—don’t slap her like that..." the husband managed to utter. Without a shadow of a doubt, he had been reduced to a complete laughingstock in front of everyone. Most of the men gathered in the crowd gritted their teeth in quiet frustration. Yes, the sight before them was undeniably hot, but their collective pride as men was crumbling as they watched the casual slap.

"No, honey... don’t say that. I’m fine... ahn..." She blushed heavily after receiving another light slap against her cheek.

"Won’t you ever learn, my devotee? Apologize to your husband properly," Owen commanded, raising his dick once more. But instead of offering a genuine apology, the MILF looked downright ecstatic!

If refusing to apologize meant she would get hit with his dick again, then hell would freeze over before she offered a single word of apology!

"Hehe, I’m so sorry about that, honey... but I think I might need a little more teaching..."

"Argh... don’t tell me you’re actually going to do that..."

"Hmm? What do you mean by that...? Ahn... please, give me more..." She opened her mouth wide, stretching her tongue out in eager anticipation.

"Haha, the game is still technically going on, you know. Don’t you think it’s a bit too much to start sucking my dick right now?" Owen chuckled, her shameless behavior tempting him to abandon restraint entirely. Perhaps a relentless, deep piston stroke would serve to put her in her place.

"N-no, this is completely fine. I am absolutely sure my honey won’t get angry at all. Right, honey?" She didn’t wait for an answer before she began licking the sensitive tip of Owen’s dick.

"N-no, that can’t be happening..." The husband felt as if he were losing everything in that single moment. His physical energy was entirely sapped, yet his dick remained stubbornly hard through the torture.

"Slurp... don’t worry at all, honey. As I said before, if you somehow manage to win this game, I promised to give you a blowjob... so I’m just preparing myself and practicing my technique so I can do it correctly for you."

"..." The man found himself entirely out of words. The situation was completely hopeless. Winning? He was already standing on the very brink of collapse... there was no conceivable way he could last through this.

"Slurp... ehehe, this is all for your sake too, you know. Slurp..." Her tongue swirled expertly around the broad tip, savoring every single drop.

"Look at his eyes, my devotee. His entire world is about to crumble apart, and the game hasn’t even officially finished yet. How could you do something so cruel to him?" Owen took hold of her hair, gently caressing it right in front of the husband’s eyes.

"Slurp... he has already lost, Savior. He failed to protect his wife properly. I am deeply disappointed in him," she declared coldly. She flicked his small dick with her finger, her gesture filled with genuine disgust and disappointment. After all, that cold judgment was the true core of this entire ordeal.

"Hah... ahh... ha..." The man staggered backward, his knees buckling slightly before he managed to regain his footing against the wall.

"Well, that’s officially a loss then. We can’t do anything about it now—a deal is a deal. Now, suck us properly and show him how a real woman makes a man happy."

"Yesh, Savior... guck... guck... ahh, a big dick is truly my absolute favorite. Savior... ehehe, please make me bear your seeds!" She looked up toward him worshipfully, serving him with both her mouth and her hands in full view.

"I certainly will, but what about your husband over there? Don’t you think it’s a bit too pitiful to leave him hanging like that?"

"Slurp... guck... don’t worry about him at all... he will be just fine. I am sure he will be happy when the time comes..." She didn’t bother to cast a single glance back in his direction, pouring all of her efforts into the task as she unbuttoned and removed her silky tunic.