The Witch Hunter System

Chapter 122 Tempting Dahlia

Dahlia Payne felt so good that she unconsciously let our soft moan before she quickly covered her mouth in the next moment.

At the same time, Dahlia Payne quickly felt embarrassed for losing control of herself. She didn’t expect Vaan’s so-called simple massage to be so heavenly.

Nevertheless, she could feel the comforting nourishment of pure mana gathering around her eyes and flow into them.

It made her feel good, and the feeling traveled down to her lower body, making her legs fidgety as she rubbed them together to feel even better.

“Mm…”

Dahlia Payne suppressed her moan with her hand while feeling good from the overall pleasant sensation brought by Vaan’s magical touches.

They were like god’s hands, knowing exactly where and when to pinch, rub, knead, tap, and poke, and with the right strength to make her feel explicable pleasure.

Dahlia Payne couldn’t believe how impressive Vaan’s ‘simple eye massage felt and started to wonder how much better a full-body massage would feel.

Each time Vaan touched her, the ember of desire in her heart grew until it was set ablaze.

Vaan could tell the rest of Dahlia Payne’s body was becoming sensitive without being directly stimulated by his hands.

Dahlia Payne’s body belonged to the more sensitive, and it was even more so because she wasn’t a promiscuous person who indulged in the pleasure of the flesh.

“Is this really a simple massage? What kind of massaging technique is this, Vahn?” Dahlia Payne could not help but ask. It had truly piqued her curiosity.

“The Heavenly Massage at the basic level, my Lady,” Vaan calmly answered before saying, “If you’d like, I can let you experience the higher levels of mastery in this technique.”

“The Heavenly Massage?” Dahlia Payne was quickly stunned by Vaan’s answer before she asked, “Isn’t this technique extremely difficult for men to master?”

“For other men, yes. For me, no,” Vaan casually replied.

It was no surprise to Vaan that Dahlia Payne would be surprised. In fact, any witch that knew about the Heavenly Massage would react the same way.

Hester Thornton wasn’t an exception, and neither would Dahlia Payne be.

The Heavenly Massage was an all-encompassing comprehensive technique. It wouldn’t be farfetched to say that mastering it would make people become great physicians.

This is because the Heavenly Massage required a very strict understanding of the human body, including the twelve major meridians, two-thousand acupoints, five million pores, and the intricate nerve system of the human body.

A normal person wouldn’t be able to remember everything, let alone their interactions and connections with one another.

Nevertheless, everything could be summarized into two things; the good spots and the bad spots, which also vary slightly from person to person.

Knowing how to press the good spots to produce pleasure was the basic level of the Heavenly Massage.

Knowing how to press both the good and the bad spots, alternating between pain and pleasure to produce even greater pleasure, is the intermediate level.

And finally, knowing how to amplify the pleasure consecutively by pressing the right order of good and bad spots is the expert level.

According to Vaan’s speculation, there was no limit to the level of amplification.

After all, the human body held countless possibilities, but thirty-six-point chain orders were already enough to generate the fourth level of pleasure and one-hundred-and-eight-point chain orders for the fifth level of pleasure.

But if there were ever a day that Vaan needed to study beyond the fifth level of pleasure, which may not exist, it probably wouldn’t be a human—or at the very least, not a normal human or witch.

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“Mmm…!”

Dahlia Payne’s muffled moan sounded through the small gaps in her hands as she covered her mouth, and her face blushed with a pinkish complexion.

Coupled with her haggard breathing, Dahlia Payne couldn’t keep her loud beating heart in check.

If Dahlia Payne weren’t noticing the slight improvement in her vision firsthand, she would have asked Vaan to stop the massage immediately.

After all, Dahlia Payne felt like she was sinking into the depths of depravity; the longer she prolonged the massage, the deeper she fell.

Eventually, Dahlia Payne would hit a point of no return, unable to escape from Vaan’s clutches.

Just when Dahlia Payne steeled her resolve to put a stop to the pleasurable experience, Vaan suddenly ended his massage.

In that instance, Dahlia Payne felt like she had lost something. Instead of feeling a sense of relief, her heart felt empty.

“Why did you stop, Vahn?” Dahlia Payne softly asked.

“There’s a limit to how much your eyesight can improve in one session, my Lady. After all, the eyes are delicate organs. Overloading them with mana could cause irreversible damages rather than improvement,” Vaan calmly explained while smiling in his heart.

The abrupt ending of the massage by his choice and not Dahlia Payne’s will would leave a seed of regret.

This seed of regret would fester in Dahlia Payne’s heart until she could not h*elp but ask for more massage from Vaan.

“I see…” Dahlia Payne uttered with disappointment.

However, the look of disappointment only lasted for a few moments before Dahlia Payne recalled there was still another full-body inspection massage.

“Are you going to perform the full-body massage to determine the source of my allergy problem now, Vahn?” Dahlia Payne asked.

Regardless of whether Vaan could or could not, Dahlia Payne was more interested in the massage.

“Yes, my Lady. If it’s fine with you,” Vaan replied with a nod.

“Of course, it is fine with—Ahem, I mean, I’m alright with it,” Dahlia Payne coughed to hide her overly eagerness, excitement, and anticipation. She tried to maintain a calm composure.

But after Vaan repositioned himself and commenced the full-body massage, Dahlia Payne yelped with delight.

“Ahhh…!”

Vaan’s sudden forcefulness as he started with the chest took Dahlia Payne by surprise.

“Ahh… I haven’t permitted you to touch me there yet, Vahn.”

“But you never specified where I can and can’t touch, my Lady.”