Ignore her request and shoot on her face

You can't hold out any longer. In the middle of Aeola's sentence, you blow your load, a pent-up burst of hot semen blasting her across the lips. As your hips buck, a second spurt lands on her forehead, trickling down to her nose. The white semen nearly blends into her pale skin. She gasps in shock at your sudden release.

Driven as much by instinct as anything else, the elf woman continues her rapid stroking of your cock, and a couple of smaller shots of cum land on her little tits, dripping onto her bra. You continue to thrust your hips, nearly involuntary, until you've fully unloaded all over Aeola's face and chest. With a contented sigh, you take a step back and look down at the cum-coated Gray Elf, admiring your handiwork.

Aeola rises to her feet and wipes some of the cum from her face with her hands. She then wipes her hand on your bed, something you'll have to remember to get the maids to clean later. She groans, with a sense of exasperation in her voice much more emotive than her usual calm, collected demeanor.

"I had asked you to not to do that," she says coldly, wiping another line of semen from her face. "But then you did it anyway. I'm dripping."

She shakes her now-cum-coated hand, dripping some of the viscous white liquid onto your carpet.

"Yeah, sorry about that..." you stammer. "You're just so good at that, that I couldn't resist."

She frowns slightly as she looks at you. You see a hint of something in her eyes. Frustration? Anger? No, sadness. Maybe a mixture of the three.

"Sir," Aeola says, a hint of melancholy in her voice. "I am your assistant. Not your whore. You can't treat a colleague this way.l"

You try to apologize, but to your surprise she cuts you off.

"I can't work for someone who does not respect me," she snaps, much more firmly than you're used to. "Consider this my resignation from your staff. I shall collect my belongings and depart by the end of the day. It had been a pleasure working with you, but at this time I am afraid that I am done."

Aeola quickly exits your room and heads down the hall, then down the stairs, then out of the manor and to her cottage. She does not even give you a moment to reply. The rest of the day, the rest of your staff are very cold to you. True to her word, by the end of the day Aeola has departed from Aelfryd Hall, leaving you without your devoted assistant for the first time in several years.

After losing Aeola, you find running the estate on your own is tremendously difficult. You get a sense that many of your staff, especially the women, do not hold you in as high regard as they once did - they must have heard about the way Aeola and you parted company.

Beyond that, you start to find that your heart isn't in it any more. Within a few weeks, you start bleeding staff members, and having a hard time finding qualified replacements, you have to downsize the estate grounds. Within a couple of years, you've lost nearly all of your core team. A year after that, you've burned through the last of your inheritance and are **** to sell Aelfryd Hall altogether.

You move back to Earth and live a mundane life for the rest of your days, wondering what may have been.

-END.