Lust...Lost...Last Survivor.

Why am I in this world? I don't know, I am trying to look for an answer but nothing so far. 

Every morning I try to give it a thought and just like every morning I am not able to think properly because right now my maid Xue ling is giving me a one hell of a blowjob.

I looked down and saw her blue, lust drunken eyes as she was hungrily devouring my dick all the way to the base. 

I can feel her throat and beyond, her effort to not gag, her breath as her lungs are struggling to breathe. I used to worry about this phase of her blowjob, what if she is getting choked? But now, this has become a routine.

Now, I know, she is selfishly enjoying far more than she is giving it to me. "You selfish girl, focus on your duties." My fingers crawled through her dark silky hair as I grabbed her head tightly and started violently humping her mouth.

At first her pleasure filled whimpering filled the room but then it turned into a pleading moaning, tears dripped from her eyes as she pleaded to spare her. 

Although I wanted to continue, and deep down she wanted to continue too, why should I listen to her? I am the master here, not her.

I relaxed on my push, let my grip loose on her head as she took a deep breath of relief but her eyes had a tinge of poutness as if she was expecting it more from me but I denied her. 

Seeing her disappointment made me somehow satisfied in a very different way as I again grabbed her head. 

However, this time instead of shoving, I pulled up her head as she tried her best to suck, stay in her previous position, her eyes protesting, she moaned loudly in protest, she did not want to leave but I enjoyed seeing her protest, her dissatisfaction, her poutness.

*POP*

With a popping sound, my dick left her soft, red, sucking lips. It was still raging hard. "Master, why?" she complained, twirling a lock of her hair behind her ear. 

Her milf face didn't match her needy, childish act as her big, bouncy, white bosom glistened with her own drool dripped from her blowjob.

She opened her mouth and extended her pink tongue as she gobbled my balls while her long soft fingers frantically gave me a hard hand job. 

The metal bands on her wrist ringed with each of her stroke as the pleasure reached the maximum but before I attain the height of my pleasure, I grabbed her hand.

My dick in her hand pulsated as the blood vessels visibly pulsing as vapor rose from it due to the heat of the passion. She did not let go of my balls as her eyes had a mischievous glare, she started sucking even harder.

"Okay, fine. I give up." I immediately surrendered but she didn't stop. 

"I give up!" I moaned in pleasure, still holding her hand tightly so that she cannot move at all or else all gates will lose break.

Suddenly she let go of her hand grip and her soft lips grip on my balls but she quickly pounced on my dick and took it all to her throat, her soft lip's tight grip, her tongue movement broke all barriers.

With a pleasure filled growl I let out so much that it spilled out from her tight lips, her eyes went backwards in pleasure or suffocation, only she could tell but she did not let go my dick as it shook with each shot, each release.

[LifePoint -05, Total = 195.]

[Affection +20]

[LifePoint +20, Total = 215.]

The System notified me that I had earned +20 affection, adding +20 Life points to my current total. 

She's the only one who gives me large affection points daily, and it seems to depend on how much I can tease her and make it challenging for her to play with me. 

She openly expresses her affection, but in return, she wants to be playfully scolded. It seems she's a bit of a masochist. 

Although I haven't explored that aspect with her yet, it feels wrong to skip steps. Every day, I'm slowly warming up to her, like a frog in slowly heated water, becoming accustomed to the rising temperature.

"Ling Ling?" I called to her teasingly as I looked down to check on her. 

She hadn't let go of my dick; her lips were still tightly gripping the base, trying her best not to leak out any of my morning silver seed. Her eyes were still rolled back as if she had lost consciousness. Although I hadn't cooled down and it was still raging hard, she was also twirling her tongue softly, slowly sucking in everything.

It seems it will take some time for her to collect herself, disturbing her would not be a good idea. If affection gives me life points, getting disaffection from the same person who gave you the affection point will decrease my life points. There is nothing I should do here as I stretched my back and leaned back, relaxing myself a little bit.

It's been a month since I was Isekai'd into this world—not as a soul taking over some young master's body, but in my own flesh and blood, naked in a barren desert. 

I still remember the terror of waking up in the desert—scorching heat during the day, chilling cold at night. I spent several days; I thought I had died and this was hell. 

However, I was caught by some hunters. Surprisingly, I was able to understand their language. It turned out I escaped one nightmare only to enter another. 

They marked me as fodder and tossed me into a demon pit, surrounded by snarling creatures ready to tear me apart for their next meal.

I was sure I was going to die, but fate had something else in store for me. In that pit was an old, hunched demoness with wrinkled skin and sharp, piercing eyes.