Pacifism Vs Hedonism

"Everybody get down on your knees and lick my feet."

"Wha..?"

"..?!"

"...!"

"Yong mas…"

"Do not make me repeat myself. It's either this or off with your heads."

I took off my shoes.

"Young master…please reconsider…" One of the guards tried to talk me out of this.

"Stop." I raised my hand to stop the guard. "You very well understand that slandering the master of a house and his family demands the strictest of punishment."

I can't wait to get my feet licked.

The guard backed away.

Then I kicked my shoes towards the maids.

"Hurry up and come here."

The maids started approaching me slowly but…

"Elder brother…maybe you can forgive them this time?…See they're all shaking and regretting their actions."

What? Shut up Emma. I want my feet to be touched.

"Why? I don't see any problem. Could it be that they are ashamed?" I HAD to have this experience no matter what.

I looked at the maids. They were indeed trembling.

But how does that affect their tongues?

Does that shake too?

Then all the more reason for me not to let them go.

"Please Elder brother, forgive them."

Emma pleaded with me.

Why is she such a kind person?

A kind person like her will only get killed.

I can say this from personal experience.

Lucky for her, she has me and I can take care of these maids that are bothering her.

Slowly….KEKEKEKE.

"Today they slander us. Tomorrow they will poison our food. How long do you expect me to wait?! If they truly repent, they should just do as they're told!"

Everybody looked at me as I continued my speech of justice.

My logical words made everyone speechless, making them unable to say anything to me anymore.

[Tyrannical words*]

"If they are so ashamed, why did they not think about the consequences before speaking? Surely, they had a brain in their malformed skulls?"

Actually, if it were not me but the original wimpy Adam, they wouldn't have faced any consequences.

But how could I just let this chance of feasting on four fresh maids go to waste?

Emma looked at me with fear.

Hah, is my acting that good? Did I actually become Leo Dicaprio?

[Emma: Elder brother looks scary…]

Oh Fuck. Trying to enter these maids' chamber of secrets, I had become Lord Voldemort instead.

[Took you long enough to realize]

Control, Adam. Control. You can't scare your own sweet sister.

I softened my expression and looked at Emma.

"But Ofcourse Emma, since you are asking me. I'll spare them this time."

Emma immediately smiled at my words.

Everybody else also felt relieved.

[Emma's interest in Adam+1]

"Really? Thank you.."

[Emma: Ah, he listened to me]

"Ofcourse, Emma. Anything for you."

I can't have her looking at me in a bad light.

Leaving those maids now will not clear my insatiable problem and my pushover reputation will still stay for now, but as long as I can score points with Emma, I'm willing to make a few compromises.

Why, you ask? Well…

A wise man once said that you should not get distracted by a sea of common pussies but instead focus on the ultimate end goal, your sister's pussy.

The name of that wise man is Adam Bigcoc.

"Thank you, young master!"

"We deeply apologize!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"We will repent for our actions."

Like hell you will, maybe I should just catch them later at night and give them their actual punishment.

[Adam Bigcoc still has a bright future and the inside of the prison dungeon is quite dark]

"There won't be a next time. Remember that." I coldly ended the scene and left with Emma.

The crowd dispersed as soon as we left and I went with Emma to her room.

"Where's mother?" I asked her.

"She's currently in town looking for Aunty Isabella."

Aunty Isabella is Sadie's mother and also my father's third wife. She has currently run away due to my father's ED.

"Your carriage was supposed to arrive later today, right? She was waiting for you impatiently. Due to Aunty Isabella's sudden disappearance, father started crying so she left with her troops to find her."

"Yeah, our carriage ran into a 'minor problem' along the way, that's why I arrived early."

I looked at Emma's breasts.

Oh god! Fuck me.

She wasn't wearing a bra.

"Elder brother, can you help me a bit with my studies?"

"Huh..? Uh yeah sure."

I refocused on her breasts.

They were curved and shaped like soft C-cup mangoes. Goddamn, I wanted to rip them out and suck them hard.

"Elder brother, I have mangoes with me."

I looked at her for a second before snapping out of my trance.

"Are they fresh?" I asked her, but I already knew they were.

"Yes, I picked them from the garden."

"Let's go and have them." I licked my lips.

My eyes went down to her jiggling fruits.

Her mangoes pushed on her cherry coloured top. They were ellipsoid in form, with a rounded and slightly elongated shape. Her skin was lean and fair like the outer skin of a mango and inside was all the savory juice I wanted to drink.

Her fruit tapered towards the anterior side, forming a rounded tip at its end.

I looked at my palm.

I could easily cup her up in the palm of my hand. The feeling of my palm being filled, not too full, not too less, just perfectly enough, gave me a dopamine rush that made electric signals run down from my brain to my groin.

"Elder brother, why are you looking at your hand?"

"Oh, I was just wondering how it would feel to hold a juicy, succulent mango. It's just been a while since I had the opportunity to taste one."

My dick was hard.

The luxury of having God design someone completely perfect for my physical needs, made my hard dick twitch as I walked.

"You can have as much as you want." She innocently smiled. "The flesh closest to the pit is typically the sweetest and it's flavorfully delicious, so you should try and eat that first."

I put my arms around Emma's shoulder.

"I can't wait to have some."

She let me hug her without any objections.

Super! The beauty of your own blood! They'll never reject your touch!

[Super Heroine Dating (Tutorial)]

[Raise Emma's Interest in you to 50 to get a chance to touch her]

[Emma's current interest in Adam: 43]