Guided by Alistair's subtle mental influence, Norihito didn't look up. He turned and walked out the door.
Click.
As the door closed, Hiza breathed a sigh of relief and tried to pull away.
"I said once you start, you finish. No half-measures," Alistair drawled.
Hiza froze. Her attempt to pull away turned into a deep swallow, causing her to take a massive portion of him into her throat.
"Use your tongue. Do I really have to teach you? You've been married for years; don't tell me you don't know how," Alistair said, patting her head.
"Mmph~ I've never done this for Norihito. He never forced me..." Hiza's voice was muffled and garbled.
"Well, I'm not your husband. I'm your boss. Now, give me my money's worth!" Alistair pressed his hand onto the back of her head and pulled her toward him.
"Mngh!" Hiza's eyes went wide. He pulled her so deep that she could feel him hitting the back of her throat, making it hard to breathe.
Slurp, squelch—
Alistair used her mouth like a crude toy, thrusting rhythmically. The lack of oxygen and the intense sensation sent a wave of unprecedented pleasure through Hiza's body.
"That's it. Work for it. Here comes your 'bonus'!" Alistair monitored her condition with his powers, knowing exactly how far he could push her.
"Mmmph!!!" Alistair suddenly stopped, gripping her hair tightly. Hiza felt the "volcano" beneath her tongue begin to throb violently. She tried to push him away, but her weakened limbs were useless against his strength.
Gulp, gulp, gulp—
The volcano erupted, flooding her throat and stomach with a thick, hot torrent of white "lava."
Pop—
Alistair withdrew his softened "weapon." Hiza collapsed against the underside of the desk, nearly unconscious. A string of white fluid trailed from her lips onto her exposed breasts, making her look utterly debauched.
"Hah... not bad. A single blowjob absorbed a significant amount of Lust. Progress is at 63%. A full 'interaction' should get me to 65%. Levelling up through Lust in this world is so fast."
Alistair wasn't just doing this for fun. Hiza's dense Lust was a goldmine. In the "plot" of her life, she was the loyal housewife; Alistair's goal was to make her sink into the pleasure of betrayal.
"Ugh... what happened?" Hiza blinked, her eyes hazy. She felt a warm, comfortable sensation in her stomach.
Alistair was casually texting Chiaki on his phone. He had used the Horse Talisman to refresh Hiza's stamina, so he wasn't worried.
"Awake? Here's your grape juice." He set the bottle down.
"Oh... thank you," Hiza mumbled, taking a sip. The cold liquid cleared her head, and the memories came rushing back. "You... you monster! You could have killed me!"
"My bad. But I'm the boss, remember? Do you want the money or not? I was going to give you a bonus, but with that attitude..." Alistair shrugged.
"You're shameless!" Hiza bit her lip, but she forced a smile to appease him. The taste of him was still stuck in her throat, impossible to wash away.
"That's better. This is the 'service industry.' The customer is king. Here's 10,000 yen for your hard work. It's just for one time; we can 'collaborate' much more in the future." Alistair placed a 10,000 yen note between her white, heavy breasts.
Hiza silently took the money and began tidying her clothes. It was only twenty minutes. Next time, maybe I should offer the full set? If I can make him finish before he enters, I can get the full pay without actually having sex. 20,000 yen in twenty minutes... if I do it a few times a day, I can make more than my salary.
Alistair watched her, already planning her next stage of "development." He had noticed Hiza was extremely sensitive in her "rear" area. When he'd touched her hips earlier, she'd trembled most violently near the center. He'd have to consult Arisa on how to properly "open up" that region.