His Sexual Addiction

Chapter 4: Introducing Kiro

After a peaceful dinner, Miss Linda had gone to the convenience store, leaving Joday, Doday, and me in the kitchen.

"Hey, Lyka!" Doday shouted my name, catching my attention. I asked her what was going on.

"You're so beautiful, Lyka... I can't believe that you're the one who applied to be a maid here," she complimented me.

Blushing at her words, I wasn't used to receiving such compliments.

"Um, thank you? Thank you, Doday," I replied, feeling a bit shy.

"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!" Here came her famous "oh my gosh" expression. It seemed to be Doday's trademark.

"You actually look like those rich and elegant brats, haha!" she joked. However, her laughter was abruptly cut off by Joday's remark.

"Huh! It's the complete opposite, Doday. Can't you see?" Joday raised her eyebrows at Doday.

"Her beauty is more like that of bitches and whores. I'm guessing you were a former stripper or

‘something’ at a bar," Joday mocked me, scanning my body with her eyes.

"J-Joday..." Doday tried to stop her, but Joday continued.

"No, look at her, Doday. Yeah, she's beautiful. But who knows what kind of work she did before she applied here? Maybe she was involved in sex work," she continued, mocking me without any regard for my feelings.

"I would choose death over sex work, Joday. Stop judging people. You don't know me. I'll take what you said as a compliment," I calmly said, forcing a sweet smile. Argh, I wanted to put an end to her judgment of my womanhood.

"Whatever. By the way, since Miss Linda isn't here, take this food to Sir Kiro's room now," she ordered, handing me a tray filled with food and water. Reluctantly, I complied, not because I wanted to, but because I wanted to get away from her presence.

As I made my way upstairs, I tried to calm myself down. How dare she! Slapping her would only cause a scene on my first day, and I didn't want that. Madam had been so kind to us, so I resolved to work hard and prove myself.

When I reached Kiro's room, I noticed a small table placed next to the door. What was it for? Why was there a table outside his room?

Shrugging off my curiosity, I was about to knock on the door, but to my surprise, it was already open. I cautiously entered the room.

"Hello?" I glanced around, taking in the typical masculine decor of a guy's room. I assumed Kiro must be Madam's son.

"Hey, Sir Kiro?" I called out again, but there was no response. Perhaps he was in the shower?

I walked over to his bedside table and placed the tray with his dinner on it.

"Sir Kiro, I am the new maid here in your mansion... I put your dinner on your bedside table!" I directed my words towards the bathroom, assuming he was there.

Just as I was about to step back and leave the room, I was suddenly embraced from behind.

"I prefer my food in bed," a man's voice said, sending shivers down my spine. My heart raced at his words, combined with the unexpectedness of his embrace.

"S-sir Kiro? Ahm, why are you hugging me, sir?" I asked nervously. As I expected, he just recently came out from the bathroom because I can still smell his shampoo on him. Instead of answering me, he smelled and licked my nape. What is he freaking doing?

"Hmmm," he moaned, still smelling me.

"Are you my mom's gift for me?Good choice, just like my taste," he said and pulled me into the bed. He positioned himself on top of me immediately.

"S-sir? If you're just joking, please sir, this isn’t funny! I am still new here!" I said, my voice shuttered. No! What is he going to do with me?! For Pete's sake! I don't know what to do but writh.

He started kissing my lips, and explored my mouth. I didn't kissed him back because I was clouded with thoughts, am I being harrassed? 　　 "S-top i-it!"

His kisses trailed on my neck and his hands were already roaming around my body. The only thing I did was cry. It feels so dirty, I'm hopeless. 　 "No! No! Stop it! Sir Kiro!"

His tongue was busy licking and sucking my other peak while his hands were teasing and playing with my nipple. And all I could feel was the dumbness of the situation. How did I get here when I was just in the kitchen and enjoying my first night of work?? I feel dumb. I cried and cried and shouted for help.

"S-sir please! Please stop doing this, sir! What are you doing, sir? Help! Help! Help me, please!" I pleaded and pleaded but no one helped me, I don't even think they heard me. 　 "Stop shouting, my room is soundproof. Shouting will be tiring, just let me baby. . . Shhh," he calmly said and continued what he's doing. 　　 "Shut up! You're a demon! Stop it! Please please, don't do this! Please! I'm begging you, don't do this to me. . ." 　　 Instead of hearing me, he just continues on pleasuring himself.

His fingers found their way on my entrance. He inserted digits on me. He used my body for his own lust and pleasure. I couldn't do anything. I fought and writhed but he just continued on with what he's doing.

I'm a virgin for Pete's sake but he isn't gentle at all. I felt something building up on my tummy so I held the sheets.

He lowered his head into my entrance and started to eat me there. This is the most horrible night of my life! 　　 I keep crying and moaning. I don't know what to do anymore. 　　 "Please, please. . ." 　　

"Please what, baby?" He said and continued. 　 "There's something building up on my s-stomach. I don't know w-what that is. R-remove this feeling," I plead. He then smiled at me. He's a real demon! 　　 "Hmm, something's building up. You're already turned on by what I've been doing," He said and went top of me to ravish my lips again. 　　 I struggled and fought him so he could not kiss me but he's a man, he has more power to make his top on me. 　 He then continued and I was shocked when I felt something being put inside mine. It was so big that I cried more in pain. 　　 "Argh!" 　 "You're a virgin? My mom hired a virgin for me?" He keeps asking but my mind is too clouded with pain. Hired what? Hired?

"You're a devil. Do whatever you want to do with me. Make it happen, remember, you're a devil. I hate you." I said coldly. There was no way that he would stop so the only way to make this situation stop as soon as possible is to let him do anything until he’s done. I feel so numb. 　　 He keeps on thrusting in and out. He keeps on moaning. And here I am, a real freak crying.

I felt that he took out his manhood and spit a thing on the other corner of the room, and that's my sign to stand up and grab my clothes. 　 I immediately wear my maid's uniform and leave the room without looking back at the demon. He's a demon for real. A demon. 　　 I immediately went to the left wing of the mansion where the comfort room is. I washed my face while crying over and over again.

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