Chapter 35 – 12. The Heretic Judge Does Not Give in (2)
The savage touched the fallen Adele’s buttocks. It was very soft and plump, yet large in size, the ass that women should have. In terms of her figure, she’s not as muscular as YuRia, and she doesn’t have the curvaceous curves of Carmiel. However, being thin and weak stimulated the male’s desire for conquest and protective instinct at the same time, so it could be said that it was an exemplary appearance that females should have.
“Heh, hehe.”
And even cry there.
Really cry sad and sad
Tuk-tuk.
The savage stroked her breasts as a sign of encouragement.
Adele, of course, felt humiliated and bowed her head and curled up over her body.
Even such shy defiance was very cute to the savage.
“Wife. It’s comfortable if you listen carefully to me.”
“… Heh heh heh hehe.”
Amidst Adelaide’s endless tears.
“Our Adelaide is small and fragile. So let her live with it.”
Side!
Savage grabbed Adele by the neck and kissed her softly on the lips. The warmth and softness of the raised red lips came through at the same time. Of all the dedicated ona halls locked away in her cellar, her talent and figure are by far the most insignificant. However, because her personality suited Ohna Hall more than anyone else, the barbarian cared for her priest Adele the most.
“Your idol, Carmiel, seems to be holding on, doesn’t it?”
“… He will endure any insult.”
Adelaide answered in a dejected voice.
“Unlike me. West.”
Adele let out a forced, pretentious smile.
The savage did not hate the appearance of her priest. She was truly unique.
Although other bitches have a taste for being raped and dealing with far-fetched shit.
You won’t put her at ease by being nice like this bitch.
“Then you are not sincere in obeying me?”
The face of her priest turns red with fear at the sudden barbarian’s question.
“No, absolutely not like that! Master!”
“No. Don’t worry.”
“Aaaaa!”
The naked girl screamed for the cellar to leave. A huge savage was chewing on her areola.
“If you continue hypocrisy, there is a word called goodness, right? If you keep pretending, it will become the truth.”
“Whoop, whoop, whooooo! Please stop! Sorry! Master! Aaaaagh!”
“Carmiel is also a bitch after all. Same as you.”
The savage showed a fishy smile.
“It’s just her high-handed bitch.”
Adventurer priest?
A righteous hero?
Great witch?
The dreaded Heretic Inquisitor?
All of that is fake
They are all bitches.
My own bitch, onahole.
“Don’t worry. My wife will be the ona hall manager.”
“Hee,hee hee, uhhhhh! Please, please stop it oh oh oh clothes!”
“That’s why you shouldn’t leave proof that you’re mine in every corner of your body!”
“Quaaaaa!”
That day,
Every corner of Adele’s body.
It left indelible tooth marks.
* * *
“Older brother. When did you plan all of this?”
Wolfgang, the leader of the bandits, was sitting in the fortress’ situation room, where witches once sat. From here, he could watch everything that happened within the fortress in real time, and he could supervise all the magic traps and summons the witches had created. Of course, these actions were originally impossible because they required the certification of a barrier magician, but Ruth Tennant, the black whore who had been eaten without rest for three days and nights, meekly cooperated in everything.
“Giggle. Somehow, Adari got hit.”
The savage lay down on the witch’s stomach beside Wolfgang and looked at the camera together. Dozens of videos were being played of bandits intoxicated with victory overtaking prisoners made up of young women. Some of them had gone mad already, and had their eyes wide open.
“You’re a whore.”
“… You… “
“Aren’t you answering straight away?”
Charleureuk!
As the barbarian pulled the chain in his right hand, the black prostitute was forcibly brought before the barbarian’s eyes with a tight neck. Raw fear oozes from her despairing, exhausted witch. A prey that meets a predator always trembles in fear.
“Sorry, sorry. Master… “
“I came after eating Carmiel, and I also came to play with my wife and baby. Then, aren’t you resting enough?”
“Sir, I will correct it… “
The savage slapped her on the cheek a few times with her pathetic eyes. Each time, along with the sound of a pair of waves, Lustenand’s handsome face swelled up. But even so, it felt very beautiful to see the black haired beauty wearing full makeup.
“If I’m sorry, will my life as a sex slave end?”
“Yes, as an apology, I will suck the master’s penis… “
“Hey you fucking bitch.”
Match!
“Kyaaak!”
A noise of a different size than before!
“My dick is a reward for you. Is that an apology?! Ok?! You fucking bitch!”
“I’m sorry!”
“Hey guys! Come in!”
“Yes! Big Brother!”
The door to the control room opened at once, and muscle pig thieves rushed in. To Lustenant, a peerless witch in a black dress, they were feeble and insignificant beings who would disappear into powder with just one gesture.
“That bitch didn’t know her subject. Turn it around.”
But that was only the story of the black witch, and the black whore trembled like an aspen tree trembled in winter. Now she was under the lustful gazes of dozens of villains. When she comes out, she shows off her curvy figure with her naked body, and her disheveled black hair and pitiful eyes stimulate men’s sadistic desire.
“Witch! You usually told us not to even make eye contact!”
“Now the witch can’t even look at us.”
“Well, isn’t he a bitch who can’t even use his eldest brother’s dick?”
“Puhahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
The black witch’s face turned red at the ridicule of the villains. There was no way to deal with this shame and humiliation. It is so resentful and hateful, but there is only one way to get through it. The savage would have already mentally worked out a script to subjugate himself. She herself is one of the barbarian’s best trophies, her best booty, and her best toy.
And the savage is a rough bad boy.
I would never share that with anyone else.
… Reason says.
“Come on! Cutie!”
“Pray to your brothers! I want you to eat it!”
There is no woman in this world who has the willpower to endure the sight of dozens of titans taking off their pants. If she were Ruth Tenant, the great witch, she would have laughed at it and burned it, but she herself is now Ruth Tenant, the black whore…
“Now, who should I start with?”
“My pussy hurts. You stab your ass!”
“I’m bidding for no jobs!”
“Then I am the right hand!
“Let’s see how tight the witch’s cunt is!”
As they took the filthy abomination out of their crotch, the foul smell of urine, the stench of unwashed, and the smell of squid in their cunts from having been poked so hard by the female captive came with it. Ruth Tennant lost her temper at that moment, and fell again at the feet of her savage!
“Master! Help me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Who is killing? Just give it a spin for a day or three.”
With the pitiful howl of the haughty witch.
The brutality of a savage who laughs at a woman’s plea crosses over.
“After that, you can live as a goblin maker. Do you get fucked by humans or by goblins, isn’t that what it is?”
“I forgot my duty and messed around with the subject of sexual slavery! Please take me as a dedicated slave again!”
“Quack. Why should I?”
“I-I am.”
Gulp.
Her saliva goes down the witch’s throat.
Shameful words that I never believed I would try in my life.
“Because it’s an ona hole that can’t forget the taste of the master’s cock.”
But it doesn’t even make her blush.
Don’t hesitate
For now, the intelligence that was once called the genius of geniuses comes back and speaks clearly.
Because I realize that even the slightest mistake can lead to complete ruin.
The witch quickly realized that the barbarian’s wrath had softened a little, and she rose to her feet and danced in front of the barbarian’s eyes. In her naked body, with her black pubic hair flowing, displaying her sexuality and seducing smile.
“Hmm.”
As the savage raises her hand, all the dick-headed villains pull away.
The desire to survive is stronger than the lust for sex. If I really touched it, it would split in half and die on the spot.
“Then shall we give Rusta another chance?”
“Yes. Please do so. Master. Panting!”
“Then dance and tell me.”
As the savage watched the black prostitute dance naked, she stared at the message that popped up in her status window.
[Grenin, the great warlock, requests permission to warp with the bandits alive.]
[High-ranking succubus Mernette requests permission to warp with the thieves alive.]
“What do succubus bitches suffer the most?”
It takes the devil’s help to subdue Carmiel.
But savages don’t get help!
Only conquer, command!
