Chapter 27 – Nightmare
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“Are you awake?”
Arya’s voice is melancholy.
*
Puck, puck, puck.
The large one mercilessly dug into Arya’s vagina. The knife grabbed Arya’s hair. Arya’s smooth back was exposed. Carl stroked Arya’s back and stomach with the other hand that was not holding her hair.
“It is delicious. Chewy. Chewy. My father raised her daughter well. Right? You made a good pussy.”
Up, up, up. Ugh.
Arya tried not to make a sound of her. For she knew that Sophia had heard her own moans and that she had been tormented all night. Sofia She likes knives. Arya wanted to be friends with Sophia. She might be a little presumptuous considering she was in this situation, but Arya liked Sophia’s warm heart. So, she thought, she wished Sophia she was unscathed.
Carl, whom Sophia likes, rapes herself. Arya endured her moaning desperately in her heart that she hoped Sophia was unscathed, but she was futile. Her pleasure, accompanied by her pain, embraced her body. Carl’s cock, which had tasted the vaginas of many women, gave Arya a level of pleasure that was difficult to endure in the body of Arya, who had been her virgin until recently.
Oh, oh, yes! Crane!
The sound of her breathing mixed with goo, and water leaked out of her vagina. She said it was a physiological phenomenon and wanted to make an excuse, but she couldn’t figure out who to make an excuse for. Sophia was sleeping in her bedroom and Carl was just using Arya’s body without saying anything.
Arya’s head tilted. It was because her knife was pulling at her hair. Arya’s back bent. Every time the waist of her sword moved, Arya’s mouth leaked out a swearing that she couldn’t stand, warming her air. Aria’s whole body trembled in sync with the movement of her cock poking inside her.
Her forward-facing face was ripening red with pleasure, her tits were swaying in sync with the swaying of her body, and water leaked out of her vagina, making a clicking sound with each penetration. .
“Are you feeling well?”
“Ah-!”
Ironically, Sophia’s door was slightly open. I don’t know when she opened. She kept it closed, but whether it was because of the wind or if Carl Leben secretly left it open, Sophia’s door was left open, allowing her to peek into the room where Sophia was sleeping. Through her open slit, Sophia is seen lying down. Arya caught a glimpse of Sophia through the gap. Covertly, but boldly.
It has to be. The two of them were copulating right in front of the room where Sophia was sleeping.
*
When Arya closed Sophia’s door and came out to her front door to meet her knife, the knife struck her lightly in Arya’s abdomen. She said that she was disgusting when she saw Arya in pain. She is the daughter of a criminal who killed countless lives. Did she suffer? Did she know she would live happily ever after? He said so
Arya didn’t respond to that. Her father, who was proud of her, became a rare evil who slaughtered countless humans, and was misunderstood that her enjoyable dinner was made of human meat, and her daughter, Arya, also became a body that could not be freed from that sin. .
All because the war was lost. It was because my father died. And he himself lives being raped by one of the culprits.
Carl Leben ordered her to undress her. Arya tossed off her clothes one by one with her flinching gesture. She took off her maid’s uniform, which she had been wearing instead of her original one, pulled down her underpants, and carefully removed her bra and her panties. She was finally left with her pure white naked body and her bright red hair.
*
“Heheh! Whoa! Black! Ugh!”
Carl pulled Arya by her body and raised her to her feet. It still looks like it has its back. Her aria’s head came up to the chest of her sword. The waist of her sword never rested. Her aria already had no strength to stand, but the grip of her sword wouldn’t let her go.
Arya thought of Sophia’s distressed expression. But she couldn’t stop her moaning from leaking out of her mouth. Now she was screaming at her aria. Because of her extreme sensitivity, she made a noise with each poke. Like a piano that emits clear notes when you strike her keys.
Carl cradled her aria as she bowed and flinched, stroking her clitoris with one hand and caressing her nipples with the other. It was a kind caress, different from the violent look she had shown when he raped her so far. “Ha ha… ” Arya let out a melting moan. It felt so good. It was like a dream.
While she was being sexually abused and having her virginity stolen by someone she hated, Arya was feeling it. The touch of her sword gently stimulated her sensitive parts, as if caressing something precious, and as Arya, who had no sexual experience, she could not resist the tickling yet pleasant sensation that gave rise to goosebumps. It was a completely different sensation than when she was alone.
“I became a prostitute just by eating a few times. What did her father, who raised such an obscene sex slave, wage a war for? Huh? She is willing to die for her daughter, which is ridiculous.”
“Father, uh, huh, for me?”
“Okay. Will she save her daughter? I heard this?”
“Jung, Ahhh, hww! In words? But why… Oh!”
“I said you could eat it instead.”
“That’s right, that’s not going to happen, hehe!”
Could it have been the wind? Sophia’s door was fully opened. Slowly, suck.
Arya seemed to meet Sophia’s eyes. Sophia’s eyes were closed, but Arya knew that Sophia’s gaze was on her. But from her mouth, her groans continued to escape, and her aria breathed sweetly, filling her air.
Carl’s hand gently lifted her aria. She massaged Arya’s milk, then put her hand up to her Arya’s neck and tightened her Arya’s breath. “Geep, Geheuk… ” Arya made a dying noise. Her aria’s hand quickly struck her sword, but the sword didn’t listen to her. If she stays like this, she will die.
Arya’s cunt squeezed hard against her sword’s cock. The tension was so strong that every wrinkle on her body could be felt, as if she was thinking of getting her seed before she died. Hee hee-aaaaa!” Arya’s screams echoed throughout her mansion.
The semen from her knife filled Arya’s vagina. After that, Carl continued to milk her Aria for a long time, then shared her deep kiss on the nape of her Aria’s neck and disappeared. Arya just sat at her door, blankly. She had her white semen dripping from her vagina. “Ah… “
Arya went to the bathroom where she and Sofia washed up. She turned on the shower and she wept. Her throat was hoarse and she couldn’t even cry properly. “Turn it off, turn it off, oops… , Suck… Even when she covered her mouth, her cries leaked out. She vomited Wow.
Arya sat down with her shower running, scraping away her semen with her fingers as the cold water poured from her shower. She didn’t want to die as much as having a child. She had to insert her finger deeply in order to scrape out the semen that was deeply wrapped around her, and when she poked her finger deep into her sensitive body, she could not help but let out a moan.
Fearing that Sophia might hear her own moans, she covered her mouth with one hand, and put the other hand between her spread legs to scrape the cum out of her vagina. Arya is miserable herself. If someone sees her, she will be seen as a stupid prostitute masturbating and being raped by the enemy who killed her father.
Arya, who had been scratching for a while, blankly looked up at her empty space. She is the ceiling
Ah.
Hate.
Shall I hang her?
*
Sophia forced her unopened eyes open. Aria with a gloomy face was sitting in her chair beside her, waiting. “You are awake, Master.” Sophia, who tried to say hello to her helpless voice, shuts her mouth.
“Did you have a nightmare?”
“… Yes.”
“It’s rare, that money.”
Painful smiles cross each other.
