The Witch Hunter System

Chapter 112 Hester's Experience

Shortly after Hester Thornton entered Vaan’s guestroom, she was thrown onto the soft double-sized bed. But rather than feeling offended, she was spurred by a heightened sense of anticipation.

“Aren’t you in too much of a rush, Teacher Cadieux? Even if you are excited, this is certainly no way to treat a lady,” Hester Thornton said, but she had no intention of persecuting Vaan.

Instead, Hester Thornton made herself comfortable on the soft bed by leaning back, her legs crossed with one resting over the other, which also happened to be pointed in Vaan’s direction with her feet.

“Pardon me for the offense, Lady Hester. It just seemed like you didn’t want to be noticed by others out in the hallway, so I’ve brought you in quickly. Forgive me if I was mistaken in acting hastily under such an assumption,” Vaan calmly replied as he scanned Hester Thornton’s voluptuous body from top to bottom.

Although Hester Thornton wore the same brown and white renaissance dress she usually wore, her vibe was completely different during the day.

Hester Thornton’s pose was alluring, yet she retained a form of elegance in her position, making her appear charming as much as she was trying to entice Vaan with her foot signals.

“I did come because your words piqued my curiosity. But I would be very disappointed if your skills fall short of my expectations, Teacher Cadieux. Just so you know, I do have high standards,” Hester Thornton stated.

As Vaan entered Hester Thornton’s range, she teased him with her feet and silky smooth black stockings, touching his chest before slithering down to rub his crotch.

In several instances, Vaan felt his erogenous zones being stimulated with Hester Thornton’s toe.

Evidently, Hester Thornton also had some skill in pleasuring men and not just being the one on the receiving end.

At the very least, Vaan can expect that Hester Thornton wouldn’t be laying on the bed like a wooden block and leaving all the work to him.

Nevertheless, Vaan remained stoic, not showing a hint of emotion or reaction to Hester Thornton’s footwork.

As a master in the art of pleasuring, Vaan couldn’t be the one to show weakness.

“Since Lady Hester has such high expectations of me, I should live up to it,” Vaan replied with a calm smile before making a gentlemanly suggestion, “How about a massage to set the mood?”

Vaan grabbed Hester Thornton’s foot without waiting for her reply and used varying massage techniques on the soles of her feet with his hands.

Kneading, rubbing, pounding, knuckle-pressing…

“You certainly have a way with your hands, but it will take more than this to impress me, Teacher Cadieux,” Hester Thornton said intriguingly, feeling more expectant after Vaan resisted her temptation.

“You’ve spent a whole day accompanying me without rest and accumulated some stress and fatigue in the soles of your feet, Lady Hester,” Vaan casually replied as he continued his work on her feet.

“I am just getting started by helping you relieve the accumulated stress and fatigue. I didn’t want to overwhelm you with my skills from the start, Lady Hester.”

“I’m afraid that you might not be able to handle it,” Vaan added.

“You’re looking down on me, Teacher Cadieux,” Hester Thornton coolly stated.

“Although it’s been quite a long time since I find any man even mildly interesting enough to dual practice with, I have much more experience than you can imagine.”

“Talented as you may be, it won’t be easy for you to exceed my tolerance level, which was built up by many years of experience.”

“So just go ahead and show me all of your skills. I can certainly take it,” Hester Thornton stated.

Vaan smiled amusingly after listening to Hester Thornton’s wish.

Hester Thornton simply didn’t know what was about to hit her.

In the past, Vaan could only perform the basic level of Heavenly Massage—purely due to the limitation of his own physical abilities.

But now that Vaan could perform Expert-level Heavenly Massage after his physical improvement, Hester Thornton was certainly in for a surprise—or treat.

“As you wish, Lady Hester,” Vaan agreed with a smile before adding, “But before I begin, how about we drop the formalities? It may affect our experience.”

“Hm, alright,” Hester Thornton nodded before saying, “Then, I will call you Vahn during our—Woah~!”

Before Hester Thornton could finish speaking, she was caught off guard by Vaan’s sudden move as she felt an electrifying sensation run up her legs and to the rest of her body.

“Ahh~~!”

Following Hester Thornton’s surprised shout, an uncontrollable moan escaped her mouth from a second wave of pleasure flooding her senses.

Vaan exercised his hands on Hester Thornton’s body dextrously, striking all her erogenous areas and opening up all her pores for her body to greedily absorb the surrounding’s rich mana in a frenzy.

From Hester Thornton’s legs to her arms, Vaan worked his way up before going back down, going over the parts he skipped.

Vaan twiddled and fondled Hester Thornton’s huge yet supple mountains, which couldn’t fit in the palm of his hands.

“Ahh~! Oh my god~~~!” Hester Thornton cried with euphoria.

Her body quivered with joy and excitement under Vaan’s stimulation, and her mountain peaks turned hard from excessive pleasure.

With a soft flick on Hester Thornton’s knob, love juice sprayed from her honey cave like a fountain.

“Ahhh~~~!”

Hester Thornton gave a long gentle yet erotic moan as she felt her mind ascending to cloud nine, blanking out for a few seconds.

By the time Hester Thornton’s mind returned to her body, she became startled, confused, and doubtful.

“What happened? Did I just… climax? Me? Climaxing from a massage? How many minutes did it take me to climax?” Hester Thornton muttered with disbelief, her face flushed and her hair disheveled.

Hester Thornton’s composure completely collapsed, making her look like a lost little lamb.

“More precisely, you should be asking how many seconds it took, Hester,” Vaan casually replied while warming his hands up for round two.

Hester Thornton froze and felt like her world of logic was crumbling.

“I didn’t even last a minute?” She muttered.