Chapter 237 – 23. Flower and Bird Month (7)
Flower and Zodiac Episode 2, Henrietta LeBlanc’s record.
The well-shaven crystal ball always resembles the tartar of the duchess, fresh like a spring breeze. Just like the time when she made her debut in the social world and was busy trying to clear the name of Aquitaine, she knelt down in underwear that made her pale color stand out even more sensually.
“Excuse me, I will…”
Henrietta, who has bent her lofty pride, is the daughter of a motherfucking family. She is a woman who regards a much younger man as her father and is steeped in such immoral relationships. Coincidentally, he was her brother’s husband, a brother-in-law whom I regarded as a thorn in the eye.
“Yeah, chuheup…”
Then her depravity of the Duchess, who placed her hands respectfully on her coveted thighs, was terrifying. Outwardly, she was only expressing herself, but now she felt her affection for him and was willing to be guided by her. The second tryst of Hwajowol was therefore Seonghwa from early morning.
‘I am Henrietta, LeBlanc’s Henrietta…’
It is not easy to tame her ego. As the name implies, a rather special means must be mobilized in order to color the free human consciousness as desired by others.
‘But, in front of this man, another Henrietta.’
Like love, for instance.
‘Yes, now I am Henrietta of Aquitaine. She pretends to be the Duchess of LeBlanc and she’s a fucking daughter who pleases this guy. So it’s okay for her to be vulgar. Just like he asked, you can worship while using honorifics in your heart. That’s an order.’
The spirit of the duchess, who had been suppressed throughout her life, was unique in the way she greeted her liberation.
‘Papa Romuald, my baron, what the worshiper likes is a rouge-coated bitch making a squeak and leaving dark marks on his cock and scrotum. Declare that your lewd daughter is a bitch subordinate to you with an obscene glance…’
A kiss from the Duchess with her eyes closed, a kiss as intoxicating as when she won the Duke of Arno among the most prestigious young ladies of her time, Henrietta with a more careful and respectful heart than kissing her husband at a grand wedding. Looked up at the handsome naked rom.
“I’m so happy you took care of my cheeky daughter, Dad…”
The first kiss is on the glans.
“Thank you for guiding my lacking daughter, Dad…”
The second kiss is on the pillar.
“I’m glad you made your vulgar daughter your home, Dad…” …”
The third kiss is on the scrotum.
“Father is an adult, she will try to be a prettier and more admirable bitch to you, who should be her daughter’s owner.”
“Are you good at fawning with your mouth, my daughter?”
“Yeah, it’s an order…”
Certainly, such an excuse may still be needed. However, the reddened Duchess’ fornication was unimaginable just a few days ago. Probably no one would have thought that the wife of the Duke of the East would act so bizarrely.
Even at this moment.
In that context, the change of Henrietta LeBlanc, who learns pleasure every day, is of great significance. No matter how much it was, he couldn’t become a female who would completely relieve her lust with a lukewarm attitude, but Rom was confident nonetheless.
Voluntarily, not by order.
Not pretending to be a fake father and daughter for immorality, but a real lover relationship for affection and devotion.
Sooner or later, she will join.
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Hwajowol 2nd episode, records of nine dancers.
Recently, most of Young Ae’s daily life took place underground. He had no choice but to do so because, under difficult conditions, to train a group of nine dancers, that kind of effort would have to be accompanied.
“Let’s see, where did I go?”
It is easy to induce obedience by means of violence and threats. However, in the future, it is very difficult to create bitches who can voluntarily be loyal without any external pressure. Especially if it was a nomadic assassin who had no qualms about killing people and made them their target.
“Ah, until the thirtieth. Then, after 30, this is the second problem. The West is sitting in the study taking care of public affairs. It is evening and you have eaten. After that, you seem to have a schedule, but you guys haven’t said anything. How can I do it?”
The blindfolded dancers were forcibly tied up and left floating from chains hanging from the ceiling. Beneath them restrained with their arms up, a wooden fake phallus was placed on a window sill. When the restraint of the chain was released, it was a structure that accurately suppressed the cervix.
Of course he doesn’t die. There will be no internal rupture or injury. The design of the occultist Lucienne Lemoang is not that clumsy. However, it was extremely painful to pierce the sensitive vagina with drugs, and waiting until rescued with the uterine orifice pressed down would be far better than death.
“Bah, I’ll tell you about the footbed.”
“Yes, our Himena.”
As a result of horse racing without a winner, the compliant dancers became agile because of it. Of course, even in the midst of this, there were those who did not give up and hid their will to rebel deep in their hearts, but mystic scholar Lucienne-sensei knew everything.
“Yes, I walk on all fours and get under the desk. With a heart dedicated to the baron, her hands were slightly lowered and her lips…”
“Wrong, you asshole.”
Right! The young lady snapped her fingers and tore off Himena’s chains.
“Uhhhhh… !”
Phew, like that, the dancer whose uterus was pressed against the penis on the window sill tilted her head back. As if electrified, he let out a beastly roar, trying to balance himself somehow. Drooling saliva and juices, she trembled while barely holding her toes.
“Even though the bastards explain it like that, they don’t know their subject. In the evening, it’s time for Seobangnim to play with my mother, me, and Bijou, but why are bitches less than beasts trying to intervene?”
“Kyaheueuk, keheueuk…”
“The bitch is eliminated! Ha ha, you guys are really incorrigible bitches. Can’t you see my hard work, I prepared a hundred problems all night to try to make a jizz drip tray that can be used by the West? If you keep doing this, you will all be scrapped.”
The young lady with bright blonde hair and blinking red eyes let out a deep sigh. Seven of them had already dropped out, and only two remained, barely supporting their feet with their thumbs.
“Okay, there are two schoolboys left.”
One was a doll, the other a pillow. One was a female who quickly began to obey after giving up in a horse race, and the other was a female whose personality had been manipulated since also being judged last in the same race.
“It’s the third problem after thirty, bitches.”
The doll is Ashka and the pillow is Gayatri.
“It’s an honor that you caught the eye of the West. Unfortunately, I wanted to satisfy my cravings, but I couldn’t because I didn’t have my favorite fuckhouses around. So he called you guys in and put that big cock in your face and spit and cursed at you. Each of you describe what is right with the attitude of the four years here.
Gayatri was the first to speak. To be more precise, she was brainwashed with her personality sealed as a reward for finishing last in a horse race. Of course, the measures are not permanent. Because such a decision is always up to the baron.
“It is so obvious.”
However, Young lady only uses appropriate means to inform tools that do not know the subject of where they are.
“First of all, we measure the temperature with our insignificant faces. This is because I have to check if there is any pain in the master’s cock. Feeling the weight is what comes next, and sniffing the scent is natural since it’s a jizz channel, but you have to be careful not to offend him. The most ideal shape is to support the upper part of the pillar with the bridge of the nose so that our eyes look up at the glans like the sky.”
“Excellent, let Ashka answer this time. Then, what should we do when lowly bitches can’t abandon their true nature and start spilling their fuck juice?”
“Zee, immediately get naked and bow your head. Since I have already offended my master, it is the same as committing a mortal sin, so I humbly accept the punishment given to me. In addition, even if the generous person forgives you, if you have committed something disrespectful like this, you must report the fact to Lady Lucienne, who is your wife, and receive appropriate punishment and reeducation…”
The young lady smirked and clapped her hands loudly, rejoicing. The answer of Gayatri, who changed his personality for a moment, was natural, but the answer of Ashka, who had been a problem child, was not.
‘Yes, this is why I have to set an example.’
Mere words are of no avail. Severe corporal punishment and its antipathy must be accompanied by carrots. That was the theory the Lady Marquis had about taming humans.
“Our Ashka year! It was a year to do it, huh?”
“Go, thank you…”
“Try to recite the last sentence again. Because that is the point.”
“Eh, even if the generous baron would forgive me, it would be if the cock-draining device did something so disrespectful. Be sure to report it to Lady Lucien, the royal family, and receive appropriate punishment and re-education.”
“Who is Jeongsil? Isn’t that my mother, Oria, who’s fucking hot? My dear Bijou Françoise?”
“Lou, Miss Lucienne.”
“Very good, bitch.”
In a space isolated from the outside, time passes more slowly. For unrecognized years pass like eternity.
“Yeah, that’s great!”
Etiquette, etiquette education called Estikie in the old Gallic language continued.
“Still, we have to decide who will be the last bitch, right? Therefore, thirty-one and four problems!”
For the prospective maids of the Winter Mansion.
