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It's Sweet

I have always wondered how it feels like to be free. To have money and not worry a thing. My life from the previous world is so difficult. As an orphan I struggled with the abuse and brainwashing by the director and we were taught with practical things, do labor and to earn money for food and for his luxury. Now, as I've transmigrated and became Aillenne, I got what I've dreamed of, however, some mishaps happened. I didn't know how things became that way, as I'm focused with changing the plot to avoid my death. Little did I know that I'm being toyed with people I trusted and gave heart to. I thought it was okay, because every Saturday, something happens in the orphanage. We were taught countless of times on how to please others. But now... "I will have you whenever I want, Aillenne. I'll kiss you, touch and embrace you as much regardless of wherever we are." A man said while locking my body in his sturdy arms and inhaling my scent by the crook of my neck while licking my panting lips. "Hmm... we'll make you get used to it until you always crave the moment where flesh constantly stir you. You'll beg for it with your moist eyes and lewd mouth until we combine." "Hnngggh! Please!" "Yes, Aillenne!" The men in the dark room were filled with lust. They shared and continued to stir me with their gigantic penis and licked the streaming tears. Moans and groans could be heard as the room was filled with scent of debauchery. The story deviated too much from the original and I don't know what and where it had gone wrong. Would I still follow the original or leave the spilled milk?

KatieDaeElla_123 · Fantasy
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75 Chs

Chapter 53 Outing with the Duke (Part 2)

The meal is really delicious and satisfying. All the food she had in this world is incomparable to the bread and water they usually have in the orphanage.

Once a month, there will be a soup with a little bit of vegetables and they'll only have a taste of a bit of meat at least once a year. But that rarely happens. The usual meal is the watery soup, bread and water. If Sierra Zynne and Mia cannot catch fish in the pond inside the perimeter of the orphanage, they can't have a taste of protein.

Likewise, they will have to eat the vegetables they cultivated by the backyard of the orphanage, which was good, but only if that vegetables were not bought from them. The director sells whatever they work hard on and spend the money on gambling and drinking.

They will be the ones to till the lands, remove any grass, plant the seeds, water the growing plants then take care of it like their own, only to be gathered and sold by the director for the price of alcohol.

Sometimes, even the children who were the ones who grew the vegetables were the ones who were assigned to sell the goods. If it were sold for a little and cheap price, the director will go mad and hurt the children. It was such a sad life in the orphanage.

Looking at the food in the table, it reminded her of the dreams the children have shared. Meat, fresh vegetables, then desserts. Everything they wished to have, is laid right in front of Aillenne.

She looked at the pretty desserts in front of her. The colorful macarons, animal shaped cookies, generously creamed eclairs, cream puffs and also the tower like cream and chocolate cake.

'I remembered how we used to talk about what would be the taste of cake. Would it be sweet, or fruity? Would it melt like snow or does it taste like vegetables? What does it taste like? Why does it come in different colors? Why does it looked so pretty? We would often make a mold of dirt shaped like cake and light it up when one of the children had birthday.' Oh, such memorable thing. I wish I had them with me to enjoy these things. I miss them. If I finish my role in this world and have a chance to go back to that world, I'm going to search for those kids in the orphanage and have a good meal together just like this. Just thinking about it made me excited.

When Aillenne stopped to reminisce the past, Damien raised his eyebrows as if asking why. When she didn't notice his gaze, he came over her and sat her down on his lap and tried to feed her.

"Ah! Nick, I can eat by myself. You just have to worry about your own. I'm big already."

"No. You've been spacing out."

"I'm sorry I've just remembered something."

Damien's gaze darkened at her words.

'Who dares to make Aillenne think like this? Is it Phillip? Did she have problems with the Marquis? Shit! Did Derrick finally made a move on her?!'

However, contrary to his worries, those were none of the choices.

"I'm really sorry. It's just... the food tastes nice. I- I just want to savor it. No! I mean, It's tasty actually, but I'm you know like a judge, I'm trying to find out what made it so flavorful or if it suits my palate." Aillenne sputtered nonsense.

'My god! What am I saying? I'm totally an idiot, no, that's a fact actually, but--- what will my favorite character think of me now?'

She could feel her eyes spinning in circles, coupled with the insanely good looking features of Damien who is right in front of her nose, which made her thoughts be thrown away to the open window pane.

"Okay. I got it."

"Yes? Yes! So can I go back to my seat now? I'm so sorry to interrupt our meal. The food's getting colde. So let's eat again?" Aillenne tried to go down, but Damien tightened his grip in her waist and held her still. Deja vu. I think, I've experienced this before.

"Uhh? Nick---?"

"No can do. Now open your mouth and I'll feed you. Aillenne, say ahh..." Aillenne at first moved around trying to get down, but when Damien made a sound, which she misinterpreted that he's hurt, and he's actually having fun with all her squirming, reluctantly opened her mouth and ate the food.

"You treat me like a kid, just like Derrick. I don't like it."

"But I like feeding Aillenne. Is there a problem with that?"

"No...but...ahmm-- I can---wait---"

Aillenne was fed numerous times until she looked like chipmunk gnawing on its nuts.

"Shwap!" Aillenne tried to convey her feelings, but Damien just smiled and threatened to put another food in her mouth. Her eyes watered and tried to stop his hands. Good thing he did, but...

"Nick! Why did you lick my lips?"

"There's an oil, I just removed it."

"What? You can have the napkin--"

"Nah, I liked it this way."

"Wha? What? That's ridiculous!"

Damien just looked at her red and fuming face in an interested manner. He really liked to see her changing expression. He smiled and wiped off the grease at the side of her mouth.

"So are we full now?"

"What do you mean, we? I'm the only one who ate! You should feed yourself too."

Damien smiled, knowingly.

"Just feed me then."

'Feed the duke? We may be friends, but isn't this ridiculous? No, even the position I'm at right now is ridiculous from the start. However--- feed this duke? I mean--- feed my favorite character? Oh my! It would be my pleasure. Kyaaa!'

Damien smirked and watched her pout, her pout is just an acting though. She grabbed a fork with meat and gently pushed it in his open mouth.

"Wow, it's tasty."

Ahh, what's this good feeling I'm having? Perhaps I'm the luckiest person alive? My love's feeding me! And she's sitting above my crotch. I want to grind more.

"Of course it would. This is one of the famous restaurant in the capital."

"Hmm...but when you are feeding me, it boosts my appetite. I'm not sure of anything, but it's one of my greatest speculation."

Aillenne chuckled at his words. Damien opened his mouth and held her more intimately into his body.

"Now, feed me again."

Aillenne fed Damien the food in small portions making him taste all the food that she liked. Soon after, the meal ended. She can finally go down on her own even if Damien is reluctant.

Aillenne asked the cafe servants to pack up the food in different containers and they went out of the cafe.

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