"I'm so sorry, my lord! I meant to give you a proper cleanup blowjob right after you came…"
"You're a virgin on your very first time—don't worry about it. There was no way you'd manage everything perfectly."
I have no idea how long I'd been lying there in a daze.
By the time my brain finally rebooted, the Marquis's cock had already gone completely soft.
"I was supposed to lick up all the blood, love juice, and cum together… and this was the only chance I'd ever get…"
"I told you, it's fine. Besides, I have zero interest in making you lick virgin blood off me. This isn't some rape-themed eroge."
He stroked my hair gently, soothing me.
Yeah… that's enough moping.
"My lord, thank you. Truly, from the bottom of my heart.
I was more anxious than I let on.
I knew I was ready to live as a slave and a courtesan… but in the end, I was still just a sheltered girl who only knew about sex from books and videos.
Would I really be able to handle showing my breasts and pussy, letting them be touched and licked?
Could I actually endure the smell, taste, and sticky feel of cum in my mouth and down my throat?
Would I survive the pain of losing my virginity… and then actually start feeling good?
I'd watched all those videos, planned out my "cum-faced pervert" fantasy, but I had no idea if I could really do it in real life.
You were so gentle with me, so openly delighted, praising every single thing I did… and you guided me through every single one of those fears.
Most of all, you completely erased my biggest worry about blowjobs.
Now I can happily suck cock with zero hesitation.
I felt like I'd climbed so many steps today, screaming with joy in my heart… but really, it was you lifting me up every single time."
"I'm not that amazing.
I just paid a fortune for your first time and enjoyed every second of it.
And if praising you makes you happy, I get to enjoy the show even more."
I stared at him, took a deep breath, and began.
"My third secret kink that I've never told anyone before…
I'm not just a nudist—I'm a full-blown exhibitionist pervert. At least inside my head.
I've always wanted to be naked, to show my naked body off… but as a princess, I could only fantasize.
I want to stand completely naked in front of a man, smile brightly without a trace of shame, and chat like it's the most normal thing in the world.
I'd tell him, "If you don't know where to look, feel free to stare at my breasts. Get your cock as hard as you want. Want me to spread my pussy for you?"
And not just during sex—I want you to watch my breasts bounce wildly while I move my body."
I gathered my hair up into a high ponytail, then slipped off the bed and moved to the open space in the room.
I stood at attention, raised both arms straight above my head, and began doing the full set of radio calisthenics—first and second routines—completely naked.
Light jumps, swinging my arms and legs, bending and stretching, all with perfect form.
I made zero effort to hide my breasts or my pussy. My cum-smeared face wore the brightest smile imaginable as I proudly showed off every bounce and jiggle of my naked body.
"How was that, my lord?
There are plenty of naked courtesans during sex… but almost none who move their bodies this energetically while completely nude.
It's nothing like slow, static yoga poses or strip shows under stage lights either."
"You are absolutely insane… and I love it!
I suspected you loved being naked the moment you took your dress off, but I never imagined you'd take it this far!
It's ridiculous… but it's also unbelievably, obscenely erotic."
"If I were any good at competitive gymnastics or rhythmic gymnastics, I'd perform completely naked and show it all off.
I've even dreamed of walking naked through the streets, going shopping like that.
I'm a hardcore, dyed-in-the-wool pervert.
I want to fight the idea that you need shame to be erotic.
Shameless is the only way to go.
Are you… turned off yet?"
"Not even slightly!
I'm going to enjoy every second of this—and I fully support you."
He grinned at me, eyes sparkling with pure delight.