The Witch Hunter System

Grissel knew that a True Witch like herself would not be able to keep Vaan for herself. A person like Vaan would be quickly taken away by a Senior Witch once words of his pleasure skills spread in town.

Suddenly, she remembered that Vaan said he did not work at the brothel anymore. Perhaps, he was already serving under a Senior Witch.

’Such a pity… ’ Grissel thought.

Although she wasn ’t sure why Vaan returned to the brothel, at the very least, she felt fortunate to have Vaan to herself for the night.

”The fourth level of pleasure is… ” Vaan continued to explain the last two levels when he was suddenly interrupted.

”W-wait! ” Grissel gasped for breath before she quickly said, ”You can just explain it. No need to demonstrate it. I fear I would lose my mind if I experience anything greater than the third level. ”

Although she could not see Vaan ’s expression with her back to him, she could sense the confidence in his voice.

This man ’s pleasure skill might just be at the fourth level. There ’s a chance that it might even be greater than the fourth level!

If she experiences that level, the sensual pleasure of that level will enslave her, and no man except Vaan would be able to satisfy her from then onwards.

”Alright, ” Vaan smiled.

He resumed moving his hips and thrust his rod into Grissel ’s cave repeatedly like a piston, allowing her to experience the pleasure of the third level as he continued to explain the five levels of pleasure.

”The fourth level is Dominion. Just as you feared, you will be enslaved to this feeling once you experience it. Whether it is my rod or I, as a whole, you will only desire them and no other unless you can find another person with fourth-level pleasure skill. ”

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”Mmm~ That sounds rather scary. Ahhh~ I ’m glad I chose to avoid the demonstration… ” Grissel struggled to speak under the waves of pleasure that assaulted her.

Nevertheless, the bedroom was filled with nothing except the noise coming from the creaking of the bed, the thumping of their flesh contacting, and last but not least, Grissel ’s moans that grew with increasing intensity from Vaan ’s thursts.

After her first climax, her second and third following climax came relatively slower and not as easy, but still enough to leave her breathless and sweating—but from the intensity of their session.

As mana entered her body, it pushed out the impurities in the form of sweat.

Despite feeling invigorated by mana at the end of her third climax, Grissel felt like she would be too weak to walk properly for the following three days.