Chapter 336 – 33. Marguerite of Immorality (6)
Historically, the demand for pretty boys has always been steady. This is because the phenomenon of worshiping beauty based on instinct has existed since ancient times. Moreover, unlike grown adults, fair-haired boys have the characteristic of being less repulsive, even if they do not prefer dark blue.
Esmeralda, the leader of the petrified group, is a clever and wicked woman. In that context, Rose of the Wild had several handsome boys within its organization. And among the dancers, it was common for dancers to form families after forming relationships with them.
In this dry, wind-blown land, the only options for becoming someone’s wife and mother were either with those boys or with a rough outlaw.
‘Yes, such fair-faced children are the best grooms in the West. But even so, he’s still a kid who can’t take off his youthful appearance. When you mix with her body, you’re usually blinded by sexual desire and don’t care about the other person’s feelings…’
Her little boy, who doesn’t know how to control himself and just attacks her, can’t be pleased. Desire makes a sound like a clap when the palms of each hand touch each other. So Claudia trembled while being pounded endlessly by the Baron, who was smaller than I.
“Sister, softly.”
The dancer’s smooth buttocks swung from side to side like a snake. Subsequently, the slender and slim waist moved larger according to the owner’s wishes. I moaned and was happy every time the cock penetrated deep into my uterus and caused wrinkles that perfectly matched their shape.
“Yes, yes…”
His body was already soaked with tentacles and drugs. There was no way for her to do this, as she was so sensitive that even the slightest touch from her nose made her shiver. While struggling with the pleasure of having her brain cut out, she has no choice but to follow the orders of the boy who is her only lifeline.
“I’ll hold you because your body keeps floating.”
“Ah, sorry…”
Claudia, who was thin and gaunt, was immediately grabbed by the wrist. The young baron grinned and pushed her away, unable to move as she was. Normally, she wouldn’t have been able to lift and fuck an adult woman who was heavier than me when she was this young.
“I’m a shameless person because I’m a skinny bitch, and I’m wearing silver. She would have been nice to fuck if she had been fatter like Asuka or Gayathri. … !”
Because the pleasure was too much, he took advantage of the female’s habit of constantly raising her body to escape. She was so weak that she couldn’t help but shake off the master’s grip and enjoyed it.
“I like Claudia’s body too. “Smooth things are just as cute as fluffy things.”
“Ugh, ahhh… !”
“How is your sister? “Do you like my cock?”
“I like it, but it’s driving me crazy… !”
The sweet boy was clearly a tyrant in bed. Because he reduced the subject of a woman much older than me to nothing more than a dick and repeated his brainwashing until he could feel it as an honor.
It was neither witchcraft nor drugs.
The young Baron ruled over the beautiful dancers simply through the indulgence of pure physical pleasure. In addition, she made it a point to pour out unnecessary affection if the goal was simple domination or humiliation. Even though it was not intentional, it provided an opportunity for those who were strong as they came from a barren desert to voluntarily obey.
“Every time your object hits the entrance to my womb…”
“Yeah, how is it?”
“It feels like my brain stem is being pounded with a pestle, hmm… !”
I felt a shiver down my spine when the slightly lifted body went down again. It was normal for me to shed tears because I couldn’t bear it anymore, and because I couldn’t hold back my panting, my tongue stuck out and the saliva that had accumulated in my mouth dripped endlessly.
“I can’t think of a better way to say it. I’m just sorry for daring to think about such a stupid shit-draining tool. When the fullness of your stomach spreads through small movements and spreads vibrations around you, I…”
It reaches the peak of peaks. Once you experience such pleasure, you will never be able to forget that feeling and will worry about it for the rest of your life. Even so, you will be completely subjugated.
To Romuald, Baron of Ardennes.
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t scared. Even the elites of the Seokhwadan, who were skilled in all kinds of underworld techniques, were illiterate when it came to this matter. It’s not like he was practicing witchcraft or taking drugs, but he brought this much pleasure and tried to tame people.
“Ugh, I’m scared…”
The fear of her irreversibility came over her.
“I’m afraid I won’t be able to come back, I guess…”
Claudia shivered slightly. Just as her love for her hometown could not completely disappear even if she belonged to a male writer, she also had concerns. As for her younger brother, she was the only blood relative to the dark-blond beauty who had roots here.
“It’s okay, sister.”
That’s what the owner said when he got smaller. Even when she was busy concentrating on her bite, he comforted and guided her. She withdrew her movements until the incessant crashing and clanging became more and more frequent, and she waited patiently so that she could get used to this moment.
“Don’t be scared, I’m with you too.”
It was finally the moment when the relationship between the boy and the dancer was completely established. The owner, who had been pulling on his female leash with the reins of her favourite, soon let go of his wrist. She drove a wedge into Claudia, who grazed and trusted only one mental shackle.
“From now on, I will make you my slave. “It’s no longer a tool.”
“Are you a slave, Claudia…?” …”
“So you’re going to be nice?”
It was truly contradictory. That means giving up the life of a dancer and assassin and choosing to become a slave maid. However, she was eventually defeated by Rom’s hand gently caressing her hair from behind.
“Of course, master…”
A slave with an alluring figure shook her waist as if dancing. She wanted it, so she made a spectacle of herself by riding her master’s dick until it was painful. And the two who were waiting for their turn and the six who were only allowed to masturbate looked helplessly in envy.
“Good boy, our slave.”
“Wow, thank you…”
“The owner will continue to treat you with a lot of love.”
So the boy’s hands moved. He grabbed her messy hair and small buttocks at the same time and pushed her forward, knocking her down. Thanks to this, Amisha, who was forced to leave, was asked to kneel under her bed for a while.
“Haha, it looks like it’s going to be cheap!”
How can you endure the cold of the North with only a fireplace? Of course, you also have to cover yourself with a thick blanket. The bedding provided at the inn was enough to bury the delicate dancer’s face. Her constricted body, unable to breathe, amuses her master.
Gulp, gulp.
The hot and sticky ejaculation began in the tightly tangled folds. It poured out explosively from the urethra of the glans, which was aligned with the entrance to the uterus, and then filled the vagina like a coat of paint. Claudia shuddered, feeling as if she had been burned, and it took her a long time to turn away.
“Now is it Amisha’s turn?”
Rom said after stroking the head of the unconscious slave several times. The toilet, which was already faithful to the role given to me, sat down and looked at its owner, and approached with a grin. So she commanded, holding out her still stiff cock in front of the devoted woman.
“Give me a kiss!”
Ah Misha, who had a truly mischievous look on her face, quickly nodded and straightened up her outfit. She raised her tattooed arm, smoothed her hair, and looked up at Rom’s object, her mysterious green eyes blinking brightly.
“Side…”
The drop-like cum was so thick in viscosity that it came out like a sticky thread even with a light kiss. It was too intense of a stimulus for her, who was at her peak. It couldn’t be otherwise, because just the male scent that hit her nose was enough to make her lose her senses.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes, but I want to cum more!”
“Hehe, just give me your orders anytime and anywhere.”
Amisha opened her crooked mouth wide with a lewd and vulgar look. She waited for her to use any holy water, saying she would gratefully keep it.
“Well, that’s right…”
However, it seemed that the small and young owner’s wish was not just a simple excretion. In a rare moment, Rom shook her head and quietly made her shut her mouth. She gripped the heavy cock and laid out her specific demands, before taking aim at the female, who promptly obeyed.
“It’s more dirty to just receive something than to drink it.”
“If that’s what you want, yes…” …”
Amisha slowly closed her eyes, waiting for her essence to pour into me. It wasn’t long before Claudia’s efforts gave her a rush of cum, and she was overcome. Just like a living work of art, he was proud of himself with his owner’s secret desire wrapped around his face.
“Ah, how can it be so hot and ridiculously hot…”
“Amisha’s face is so pretty now.”
“The toilet looks best covered in cum, right? If my husband and daughter saw this, they would despise me. But I can’t resist. Even now, you can tell just by looking at her posture, with her eyes closed, that her master can appreciate it…”
The Ardennes officially reject slavery. However, the Baron has a slave maid with dazzling charm. They were once dancers and assassins from the Seokhwadan, and today they are females devoted to their masters.
“Rom, my master…”
Absolute obedience.
“Anyway, thank you for excreting the excess cum…”
Only that fact is considered a virtue. So, Amisha paid no attention to the steaming cum that had ruined her neat hair, forehead, the bridge of her nose and lips, as well as under her chin.
“But sister, you know.”
“Yes?”
“Except for my sister Claudia, I haven’t told anyone that I will make them slaves yet!”
However, the humiliation of the mischievous boy was not over.
