The Master and Slave World 250

Chapter 250 – 250. A Beautiful Silver-Haired Girl Who Gets Scolded for Embarrassing Her Slaves! Master of Etiquette, This Master Bows Down and Worships His Slave His! And They Are Trampled on and Gone!

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My face is hot.

At the same time, I feel itchy.

I don’t know what to say about this embarrassing yet overwhelming feeling.

To go beyond the level of advertisements everywhere and declare that you will give birth to my child on a live broadcast.

Really, I just need to know the decisiveness.

But that’s what it is, and as a slave, I have an obligation to rebuke my master for doing this.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been planning to give it a proper scolding.

“Kyaa~”

As she goes into the bedroom and sets Sylvia down, she cowers and feigns fear.

Her gestures are the same, and her eyes are laughing so hard that I can only think of her being black.

Clap.

As she locks her door, Sylvia’s lips twitch.

Very excited huh?

When she opened her eyes, Sylvia quickly lowered her eyebrows.

She likes to get scolded for her naughty things, but she has no other option for me.

You weren’t seriously angry in the first place… I plan to act as coercively as possible and humiliate and humiliate.

Even that would make me happy, but that doesn’t mean I can’t do anything I hate.

I’ve been scolded myself, so I’m going to assume that’s it.

“You know what I did wrong?”

“Mo, I don’t know~ I don’t know this much~”

It’s a shameless response.

As an aristocrat, showing no remorse to a slave is a ploy to confirm the scolding.

Having experienced it many times, I immediately raised my eyebrows and spoke in a stern voice.

“I can’t. Take off your clothes and get down on your knees.”

“Oops, I didn’t do anything wrong… Ah~ that is unreasonable.”

“Don’t grumble, do it.”

“Phi—don’t talk. It’s too coercive.”

After undressing as if in a striptease, Sylvia knelt down and folded the clothes she had taken off next to her and stacked them one by one.

It is natural for a slave to clearly see her master’s plaque without missing it from the first moment.

Sylvia, on the other hand, felt ashamed, but she immediately turned it into happiness, her skin quivering.

As she silently looked down at me, she didn’t even tell me about the hair that ran down her narrow shoulders, but she pulled herself up behind her back to make her naked body look good.

Like a slave, I also slowly look down from her face like a ripe apple to the starting point, and start examining the body of the master who is kneeling down somewhat.

Gulp…

Nervously swallowing her saliva, you can see her slightly raised collarbone as she rides down her thin neck.

I’m already dying from there, but below that are openly sex-only institutions.

Her breasts, which had been squatting and playing with me a lot, still swayed elastically, showing off the pale pink areolas and constantly erect nipples tightly clamped in the ring in the middle.

If you go further down, her abdomen fits snugly inside her narrow waist, and she is showing off her cute belly button in the middle.

However, the weakest part underneath her is invisible.

It was because she knelt down and brought her legs together.

“Yes♡”

When she narrowed her eyes in discomfort, the owner, Sylvia, licked her lips and trembled.

“Spread your thighs and put them behind you.”

“Ah, I see.”

Sylvia followed the instructions as she spread her legs apart and pulled her back as if her back were touching the floor, only then did she see her cunt.

I stared at Sylvia’s cunt.

No matter how much she pricks her, the defeat-addicted mazo killifish pussy that becomes tight again after sleeping for one night hides her inner flesh by closing her labia that look thin.

Be cheeky.

I then stared at the millet-sized Heo Chup-Kli, who couldn’t get into the foreskin and was tied tightly to a ring and forced to maintain an erection.

Perhaps because she felt the gaze, the juice leaked from her tightly closed pussy and became wet.

Acting like a pervert.

Unlike other witches of her age, Sylvia, who had a complex about her curvaceous body, was constantly pampered and praised by me. I got into the habit of being flattered.

Twilight Twirl… ♡

The corners of her mouth are scanning around the perverted dog owner’s cunt.

Then, between her spread thighs and her cunt, she saw her full ass, not vulgar.

I looked at her glossy bare legs as if I was raping her with her gaze, and I spoke to her master as if I was someone who could do anything.

“Okay, you can sit on her lap again.”

“Huh—… ♡ It really doesn’t take too long… ?”

Sylvia, who has returned from her submissive position with her belly bared to her kneeling position, looks up at me with her pouty face, and she feigns displeasure.

It’s really planned to laugh right away when I open a double wick in my eyes.

Obviously I was trying to respond like this.

Before I can say anything, Sylvia kicks the ball.

“Well, then, as the owner of the troubled day, I will have to ask for a greeting soon! Hmmm!”

Sylvia muttered to herself like that and began to fold her small body by lowering her upper body.

Her tartar, which had been created in a while, looked like she was lying on her stomach, curled up as much as possible at my feet as a slave, naked without a single thread on.

Her breasts are crushed between her knees and torso, making her look goosebumps-inducing.

It was an aristocratic etiquette to put all the aristocratic knowledge and powerful magic that had been honed up until now into the background, and to be in a position lower than that of a slave.

I had read her aristocratic etiquette book, but I could only get the fact that her mazo perverted sensibility was profound.

Well, it’s easy to tell that he’s feeling good from the fact that he’s shaking his body and feeling it right now.

“Huh… ♡ Heh… ♡ Whoa… ♡”

Tightened in her naked body, she waits for something from her, clattering at the level of her mosquitoes.

I stood her leisurely, making her feet her bare, and laid her pretty silver hair over her strewn head on her floor.

Kkuguguk… !!

“Hugh… ♡♡!”

Jjiik-!! Phew— Fuuuuu— Fuschushu—…

As her powers intensified as she trampled on her little by little, Sylvia eventually climaxed with her raunchy voice spilling out loud.

The tide of water pressure, like her squirt gun, squeaks against her floor behind her waist, and her gooey juice drips onto it as if topping it off.

Pathetic and crappy, but cute and lovely ugliness.

Trampling on the master’s head like this to bring out the climax of the sloppiness doesn’t get tired of it no matter how many times it goes through.

Sylvia, who tasted the climax of her lousy behavior, threw her words of apology, taking the most shameful gap.

“I’m sorry for disturbing the planting of my slaves on the subject of my master… ♡ I want you to calm down while scolding me to your heart’s content… ♡”

After giving her her heartfelt apology, she waits for the slave to give permission.

Apparently she is Sylvia who is stronger than I am, but she is a nobleman and until her slaves allow her to resist, she does not budge, accepting the humiliation of her forehead being pressed against the floor.

Because this is the right master-servant relationship.

The men in the world where Sylvia lived always ask questions about these manners when they become slaves, but whenever that happens, the witches dismiss it as just enjoying their natural rights as landlords as if they had a manual or something.

Of course, I’m just enjoying it without thinking about it.

“Hmm, it seems a bit self-reflection… Should I just watch… “

Hearing her murmur of mine, she flinched at her.

Worrying about an ending that doesn’t get scolded is trivial and cute.

Of course, he’s going to scold him, but he’s obviously angry, so he feels delighted by being mean like this.

Although it may seem like an unmanly and despicable act, in fact, this is what you do as a professional slave.

Witches are perverted mazos who would be happy even if they were swayed by a word from their slaves.

Of course, the premise that you end up being sexually explicit is essential.

“Still, let’s have a soul.”

Even if you can’t see the face trampled by those words, you can feel that the atmosphere has brightened up.

He is a very easy master.

Finally, rub the soles of your feet, press your head down, and let it fall.

“Sssss, blacks, sssss♡♡♡!”

Take-!! Pushuk… ! Pew… ! Few… !

Perhaps thanks to her survival after almost getting scolded, Sylvia easily reached the climax of the second episode and raised her body trembling.

“Then get out some tools to bully you.”

Sylvia asks, swallowing her drool after having been given the ridiculous instruction to bring out her tools to torment her self.

“Clap… ♡ That, I will! What are you going to scold me for? ?”

“Just take something out of the way.”

I say it without sincerity, but it means that you should choose what you like.

“Ehehe… Yes!”

Sylvia, who perfectly understood what I had said while maintaining her slave-like attitude, rummaged through her pockets with a smile.

Soon the protruding demon tools filled her bedroom.

By the way.

No what… I’ve never seen this before… ?

What is this?

I examined what Sylvia had taken out.

What mechanism was it?

As I looked at the thing that looked like a huge motorcycle saddle that I had to lie down on my stomach with an absurd eye, Sylvia introduced it with a shy smile.

“Ehehe… Let me introduce you first! This is a pregnancy aid developed this time!”

“… No matter where I look, I can’t see a corner that deserves that name.”

As I murmured in dismay, Sylvia explained with her excited eyes twinkling.

“Hee hee, I thought you would understand when you look at it~ Take a good look! This look optimized for this seedless sex. If you lie on your back with your back exposed, your limbs will be tightly restrained and fixed. And there are grooves here between the saddles? It’s the result of careful design that allows you to strangle or play with your breasts! And if you press the button here—”

Clap.

The storage space opened with a noise.

“Voila! How about so many tools in a position where you can pick them up and use them with just an outstretched arm?”

“Five…”

Looking at the eye patch, chastity belt, weights, bells, dog collars, brush, dildo, anal beads, and urethral beads that were nicely packed, I was at a loss for words and let out something like admiration.

It’s dizzy.

I feel dizzy.

While I was riding, Sylvia lifted her leg high and climbed into her saddle.

Laying down her slender body without a chance to stop, she begins to be restrained in a curious way.

Shuhua ah. Whoops-!

“Ugh… It’s a bit cramped… Anyway, I’m ready to be bullied for this. Come on, scold me♡”

Sylvia, her limbs being eaten into her pitch-black cylinder, with her shoulders and hips severed.

It looks as if it has been treated as parts and put together.

I sighed involuntarily at the sight of her clumsy, red eyes shining like stars.

“Sigh… “

“Hehe, what are you doing♡ come quickly~♡”

It sounds like you’re excited, but I’ll have to go back to the spirited atmosphere.

“Yeah… What are you going to do… ♡Kheit─♡♡!?!?”

I opened my defenseless crotch pussy open, grabbed the urethra beads in the storage space, and inserted them into the small urethral tool.

A small and dainty urethral tool with thin urethral beads squeezed into it.

Push it all the way through the chewy pressure.

These urethral beads that filled the narrow passage are also one of the magic tools.

“Ehhh♡!? I’m sorry… ♡”

Pyubyu-! Pushushu… Pushuu… !

By manipulating the urethra beads that seem to have entered the bladder, the protruding tip is inflated.

“Hagya ♡!? Whoo, whoo… ! Awesome, so painful… ♡ Oops, take this out… ♡”

No matter how vigorously he spewed the tide, he would not be able to pull it out on his own.

I’m still at my peak, but judging from the fact that I couldn’t spurt only the tide, it must have been clogged.

I felt a sense of accomplishment in my mastery of the skill.

“Why, why don’t you say anything… ♡ It’s scary ♡ You can’t scold me gently… ♡?”

Asking me to gently scold him, he said, even though he had no real intention.

Sylvia, whose limbs were sealed, picked up the next tool, ignoring her words as she trembled with cold sweat on her back.

“Hey, what else are you trying to do… !? It’s scary because you can’t see me… ♡”

Anal beads with heavy beads piled up.

When magic power is injected, the string on which the marble is threaded becomes taut, and when the injection is stopped, it becomes limp again.

You’re fine.

“Hmm~♡!? Hyaang♡!? Ha ♡ yes ♡ aang ♡”

After gently stroking the closed anus, I played a game of inserting and removing my fingers to gradually expand the inside.

Sylvia’s whole hips twitched like someone who had been electrocuted.

Soon, the first lumpy bead is inserted into the moderately widened and puffy narrow anus, and the rest of the beads follow and proceed with insertion.

“Hick! It hasn’t been loosened yet, but are you putting everything in!? Heung it… ♡!? Oh, hey! Hey it♡♡♡!”

Even in this miserable situation, there is nothing you can do but weep.

Sylvia went away again and again while swallowing large beads.

However, as she looked, she only went grandly, and she couldn’t wrap the usual cool squirt tide in her clogged urethra.

Sylvia whimpered, as if she was feeling cramped and sad.

The only hole left unblocked was her pussy.