City ​​of Witches 1216

Chapter 1216 – #285_상자(8)

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‘How are you going to break something that’s already broken?’ I blustered with those words, but to be frank, the situation isn’t exactly great.

Or is it good?
Let’s see! Boobs! Sex! Good! So good!

What man in the world has ever been buried in such ecstasy?

A whole host of peerless beauties waiting to be pounded here and there.
And each one’s unique charm never overlaps.

Different flavored skin, different flavored pussies, different flavored boobs, different flavored nipples, different flavored assholes.
It’s a veritable paradise where you can pick and choose, and just cum inside without worrying about the mark being copied.

Even Siwoo, whose threshold for sexual stimulation has risen, can only resist the erosion, not stop it completely.

And there’s another fact I’ve come to realize.
‘The Box – Arca’ isn’t a place anyone can enter.

These are witches that the gourmet Orselia carefully selected, filleted, and stuffed into the box.
That’s Orselia’s way of putting it, but there were hardly any witches from ordinary, commoner backgrounds like Siwoo.

Princesses of such-and-such kingdoms, young ladies of dukes, marquises, and counts, daughters of emperors….
Not only their magical abilities but also their birth are guaranteed black label.

Even Siwoo, who’s an arts major by birth, had heard of the royal princesses and premium noble pussies of famous historical nations, a super-luxury display case.

“Where were you born?”
“W-well, I, I am…!”

I heard her panting self-introduction during foreplay, and the prey ‘Margarita’ was also special.

The sixth daughter of Peter the Great of the Romanov dynasty and his second wife, Catherine I, who would later become empress, she was a precious being who, if she hadn’t become a witch, would have been a grand duchess remembered in history for her beautiful appearance.

It’s commonly known that she died young, but it seems there are quite a few cases where they were marked by the prophecy agency and became apprentice witches in secret.

Margarita seemed to have a sense of pride and dignity about her lineage, and at first, she acted quite stiff, but in front of Siwoo, it was just a cute tantrum.

-Slap! Slap! Slap!

In less than 15 minutes, the unfrozen sea that the Russian Empire had so longed for was spread out on the bed.

-Gush! Gush! Gush!

“Haa! Haa! I’m going for an irresponsible pleasure cumshot in a non-freezing port that can sail 365 days a year!”
“Hyaaaah!!!! H-hot…! Hot…! Hieeek!!!”

With only a few witches left to watch, Shin Siwoo, shouting like a madman and cumming inside, is certainly not a normal sight.

“……”

Orselia felt not just dumbfounded but wronged.

Look at that state.
Look at the level of his lines.
Anyone can see that he’s completely consumed by desire, a stupid male whose erosion rate must be at least 150%.

But he’s still stubbornly resisting the erosion.

After seeing him spew abuse and ridicule at Osle and engage in sexual acts close to rape, I thought, ‘This tenacious guy is finally done for,’ but what’s this?

He just spouts nonsense to the other witches but keeps it within reasonable bounds.

Shouldn’t he have some conscience?
What the hell is going on?
Did he regain his slipped mind?

No, that’s impossible.
If it could be overcome with willpower, the 4th liberation wouldn’t be Orselia’s ultimate skill.

“Hey, look at this bitch? Can’t you stay still? If your teeth touch, you’re in for it?”
“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!”
“Yeah, you gotta clean up well.”
“Cough! Cuh-cough!”

Orselia’s gaze, which had unknowingly filled with anxiety, was now filled with anticipation.
There, she saw Shin Siwoo grabbing the neatly braided pigtails like reins and shoving his dick down her throat.

The witch thrashed and struggled, gagging, as the merciless and rough act made her throat bulge.

Finally?

Orselia checked the erosion rate.

Although the speed had slowed, the erosion rate was still climbing, step by step.
While Shin Siwoo was dealing with the witch, it had reached 92%.

Okay, at this point, it’s about time he goes crazy, but that thought was too optimistic.

Because I realized.
Why Shin Siwoo had been so violent with Osle and a few other women.

“I’ll use your throat pussy for a bit, and when I feel like cumming, I’ll pull out and cum in your pussy. How’s that? Happy?”
“Ugh… Ugh…!”
“Why? You don’t like it? You like the back pussy more? Wow, you’re being aggressive for a first-timer.”
“Hic… Ugh…hic hic….”
“Stop crying. I’ll get attached. Shall we go again?”
“Hoo?! Ugh?! Ugh!”

Siwoo is clearly showing an indescribably intense performance.

Even for a witch, basic reflexes occur.

The experience of having a thick rod shoved down your throat while your mouth is wide open, afraid of being bitten, is closer to torture than anything else.

But….

In the eyes of the pigtail witch, a strange heat was blazing.

Tears were streaming down, and saliva was dripping down her chin, making her elegant appearance a mess, but those two fluids didn’t represent the witch’s state.

-Drip drip

The vaginal fluid flowing between her legs proved that she was ‘excited’ while being treated like less than an object.

“…Could it be?”

What can be hidden?

Shin Siwoo is a witch-bombing machine who has rewritten history.
A quick glance is enough to tell if someone is a masochist or not, and radar ability is a basic requirement for a bomber.

Moreover, this isn’t an everyday space but a mansion overflowing with the heat of frenzied lust.

Just by seeing how they hunch their shoulders while watching the passionate intercourse, you can tell if they’re a masochistic bitch or not.

In other words, Shin Siwoo didn’t commit those harsh acts for his own desires.
It was a reward for the bitch, for the sake of conquering the ‘node’ quickly.

“Jooohaaaaaaang!!!!!”

As if to prove it, the pigtail witch went off spectacularly with just one first-time cumshot.

-Snap

The spiritual node connecting Orselia and Arca was severed again.

Siwoo, who had fulfilled his breeding instincts by lying on the slender body, feeling the cushion of her soft buttocks, got up.

Clearly, Orselia’s erosion is terrifying.
It boasted a level of contamination that could re-immerse and break a brain as broken as Shin Siwoo’s in pleasure.

Stimulating, decadent, visceral, sensual, secretive, explicit, obscene, provocative, and luxurious temptation.
It provides all sorts of plays that can only be done in imagination, forcibly drawing out a man’s nature, and ultimately making him wish to ‘become one!’ with it.

But in the end, I realized.

“This isn’t enough.”
“What’s not enough? If you tell me, there’s nothing I can’t realize.”

Orselia asks, feigning composure.
If his desires are fulfilled, the erosion will accelerate.

Out of the many witches, only five remain.
He was stubbornly overcoming the erosion with his stamina.

“I don’t need it!”

Orselia gritted her teeth.
This guy is a complete madman.

“Don’t be like that….”
“Of course, on the surface, this is paradise. I thought I was going crazy at first too. But your gift is just an empty shell.”

Human desire has become the driving force behind technological advancement.
And the technology that has been developed has become a tool to stimulate human desire.

One of them is sexual desire, and there are countless ways to satisfy it in the world.

You can find pornographic pictures with just a little search on the internet, and 4K 8K porn that shows even the pores of a waxed pussy beyond full HD.
While Siwoo was in Gehenna, I heard that even VR porn came out.

But some people still read sensual novels in print.

They feel joy not from the stimulating media realized with praiseworthy technology, but by scanning old-fashioned lines of text with their eyes.
It’s not because they’re foolish or because they’re a group that’s been left behind because they can’t accept the latest technology.

“There’s no narrative, is there?”

Because there is a narrative that can only be expressed in print.

For example, the twin apprentice witches, who were scary and difficult, get closer while filming a thrilling adventure, and in the end, they end up comparing and tasting each other’s back holes!

After becoming lovers with the female boss who used to torment them, they get a role reversal situation of ‘Your magic is top-notch, but your pussy is third-rate!’

A boy and a girl who meet in a cold city with nowhere to turn to, develop a friendship and eventually start a lovey-dovey cohabitation sex!

A kind teacher whom they respect so much can’t overcome sweet pleasure and begs their student to love them, using honorifics!

Teaching the ignorant, self-centered sea queen of the heavens and earth the water escape technique!

Overturning a busty older sister who was aiming for his back hole with a fierce momentum and making her cry like a cow!

Making a sword demon who was trying to kill Siwoo hug him like a baby and whisper ‘Papa’!

Revealing that a silver-spoon older sister who lived on her own merits was actually a femme fatale wannabe!

Sharing a sticky, animalistic mating with a pure doctor witch from the same hometown!

Seeing the small mother-in-law, who used to nag at her son-in-law just by making eye contact, become honest about her desires with her daughters!

Seeing the big mother-in-law, who is scarier than a tiger, show only her weak side as a debutante on the bed!

Learning about the secret desires of a widowed sensual novelist and eventually sleeping with her lazy daughter!

“The small and large episodes that fill those gaps. The gap that occurs between before and after. The various interactions that occur before developing into a physical relationship. Yes. That’s what’s important.”

There is no such thing in the land of milk and honey that Orselia provides.

There is no passionate love, no sweet push and pull, no fresh sense of distance, no thrilling sense of betrayal from changes in relationships.
Like a broth flavored with MSG, it may be appealing to the tongue at first, but it lacks a deep umami flavor.

There is only stimulation.

Therefore, even if you are initially blinded by it, the sense of accomplishment and the desire to conquer are also obvious.

Orselia didn’t bother to answer.
Instead, she focused on the erosion rate with her fiercely burning senses.

“Amazing! It’s amazing! It’s bigger than the Eiffel Tower!!! Hooook?!”

Three nodes remain.
The erosion rate is 97%

It’s a bluff.
It’s just empty talk.
Looking at the progress so far, it’s a race against time, where every second counts.

Shin Siwoo is by no means at an advantage.

Two nodes remain.
The erosion rate is 98%

“I can’t hold on! I can’t hold on…. I can’t hold on to this! Higgeuk! I’m gonna go while my nipples are being pinched!!!”

Shin Siwoo’s consciousness is precarious.
His words are decreasing, his eyes are sometimes blurred, and his struggling hip movements seem like they’ll stop at any moment.

After all, he had laid 53 people on the bed without taking a breath.

One node remains.
The erosion rate is 99%.

-Slap! Slap!
“Haa?! Ugh?!”

Orselia closed her eyes.
The sounds of moans and flesh colliding penetrated her ears.

There’s nothing Orselia can do anyway.
It’s just a vulgar joke of a match to see whether he’ll be eroded faster or the last remaining witch will lose consciousness from pleasure.

It was a time of endurance where one second felt like an hour.

Finally, the erosion rate reached 100%.

Orselia opened her tightly closed eyes.

“……”

In the end, Shin Siwoo was completely consumed by the erosion.
Originally, the consciousness of the two would have mixed in the box, and he would have been swallowed by Orselia’s ink-like ego.

But the mansion was silent.
Because there were no more nodes left to operate ‘The Box – Arca’ normally.

“I ate well, you bitch. But what are you going to do with my girlfriends?”

Shin Siwoo, who had guided the 56th witch to ecstasy, his whole body soaked in sweat, got up, breathing roughly like an angry bull.