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Episode 4: I'm Feeling Tingly, Daddy!

The buzzing sound of the light pink vibrator in Melda's hand competed with her heart beating rapidly, like a war drum. She had never used such devices before in her life. Just seeing its oval shape and feeling the soft silicone texture made her blush all the way to her ears.

"What are you waiting for?" The deep voice from the other end of the line urged, pressing her.

"I... I'm a little nervous, Daddy..." Melda replied softly, trying to make her voice sound as cute as possible to mask her embarrassment. "It's... it's embarrassing. Do I really have to do it?"

"Good girl..." The voice on the other end softened slightly, as if coaxing a child. "Don't be shy. It's just you and me in this room. No one else can see. Part your clothes and place it right there."

Melda pressed her lips tightly, deciding to follow the command. Her small hand trembled as she reached to pull aside the red lace panties, revealing the smooth white skin contrasting with the fiery red outfit. The soft pink folds, pristine and closed, came into view.

She slowly moved the vibrator, which was working at its lowest setting, towards her core.

As soon as the cool silicone touched the slit of her soft flesh, which was beginning to seep with clear fluid, her petite body jerked, her slender legs clamping together instinctively, squeezing the device tightly.

"Ah!"

She accidentally let out a gasp, not the feigned moan she was used to, but a genuine reaction from a body that had never been touched by a man.

"Don't squeeze your legs together." Alan ordered in a husky voice as he saw the image clearly on the screen. "Spread them wide. Let me see you press it down."

Melda blushed deeply, reluctantly spreading her slender legs wide, revealing the sweet flesh that was beginning to glisten. She slowly pressed the rounded end of the vibrator against the sensitive spot just above her entrance.

"How does it feel? Tell me," he asked in a breathy voice.

"It... it tickles, Daddy..." Melda answered shakily, tears welling up in her eyes. "I... I don't know how to do it... Mmm..."

She tried to move her hand to find the right spot, recalling the theory she had read earlier that day. 'He said to circle around the c******s,' she repeated in her mind.

As soon as her fingertip guided the vibrating egg to touch and rub against the small, sensitive nub, a gentle electric current surged through her lower abdomen.

"Hng... Daddy..."

A soft moan escaped her lips, her slender body tensed slightly, and her rounded hips began to move unconsciously. Clear fluid flowed out, thoroughly soaking the vibrating egg. The wet, squelching sound from the friction echoed clearly through the microphone.

Melda looked up, panting heavily, her face contorted with overwhelming pleasure.

"I... I feel strange... like I'm going to pee."

Her innocent words, free of vulgarity, stirred Alan even more. Normally, other women would speak lewdly to entice him, but this girl said 'like I'm going to pee' in a voice that seemed on the verge of tears. It was so endearing that he wanted to drive her wild.

"You're not going to pee, that's the good sensation," Alan chuckled softly, his eyes fixed on the arousal flowing from her intimate area. "Turn it up a notch... trust me."

"B-but..."

"Do as I say," his voice returned to being stern but with a hint of affection. "If the disobedient girl doesn't comply, I'll withhold donations next week."

This threat always worked! Melda reluctantly pressed the button to increase the vibration intensity.

The vibrating egg buzzed with double the force! The intense vibrations hit the most sensitive spot directly.

"Ahh! Ahh!"

Melda screamed, her slender legs tensed and straightened, her feet dug against the carpet. This time she wasn't pretending, her mind went blank, overwhelmed by the uncontrollable intense pleasure. Her other hand unconsciously gripped the bedsheet, crumpling it.

"Ahh... I can't take it... Daddy... help me... it's too much... it's so intense..."

Tears streamed down her cheeks under the mask as she panted heavily, her chest heaving rapidly. The soft walls inside her contracted and twitched.

"Very good." Alan praised in a hoarse voice, staring at her writhing body with hunger. "Well done, good girl. Let it out. Don't hold back."

"Ahh... Daddy... Emperor... Uhh!"

Her small body convulsed violently, eyes rolling back, as a torrent of her essence gushed out, soaking her thighs and the bedspread widely. She buried her face in the pillow, gasping for air, her body still trembling from her first distant climax.

Silence filled the room, broken only by Melda's panting through the microphone.

"Hic... Daddy teased me..." she looked up and mumbled, her eyes watery, her voice whiny like a child being denied. "I'm exhausted now."

Alan allowed himself a genuine smile for the first time that day. Not a mocking smile like he gave his employees, but a tender one.

So cute. So cute that he wanted to keep her all to himself.

[The Emperor sent 'Diamond Crown' (worth 100,000 Coins)

The gift notification sounded, followed by the deep voice from the other end.

"Consider it a treat. Rest well, good girl. And remember, next time... I won't let you finish alone."

The line was cut, leaving Melda lying weak and spent on the bed, feeling shy, embarrassed, happy about the money... and strangely conflicted about her feelings.