Chapter 87 – The Saint Who Is Happy With His Teaching Assistant (1)
Episode 87: The Saint Who’s Joyful of Teaching (1)
Square illuminated by the moon.
Lesilia groped the nape of her neck at the heavy chain strap.
I deliberately wore the slave chain used by trainers, but it was quite heavy and uncomfortable.
“I… Should I wear this… ?”
She was wearing her veil, though Lesilia’s face was not clearly visible.
A see-through dress was worn over the micro underwear that covered only the breasts and pubic area.
Wearing garter belt stockings, I was worried about the flesh of her thighs that protruded slightly, and continued to lift them up.
The saintess was wearing lewd clothes that couldn’t be covered even if she wanted to.
Lesilia’s blurry eyes were wet with her blatantly pure white bride concept.
“They lent me the best.”
“… That’s by the way… “
Lesilia lingers in her well and can’t meet her eyes.
According to the information, it was Valten’s own clothing for slaves.
It was much better than clothes that almost flowed like a Japanese kimono or a bikini with only the breasts pierced.
‘It seems that games for people aged 15 and over have become adult-only.’
In order to meet Daphnell, she disguised herself as an assistant teacher and a slave.
She is doing a quest like a manga or yagem with a saint.
Ikarut sighed inwardly as the game he had been loving for so long seemed to have turned strange.
“Master… Is it too strange… ?”
When her arms are brought together, the contours of her breasts stand out, and her bottom flesh sways.
He pushes her upper body close to her and shyly avoids her gaze.
Her breasts, which are so tender that you can hear her squeaking, are hidden by the pure white see-through and look strange.
“… Not bad.”
“Really… ?”
As Lesilia’s shoulders shrugged, her knotted cleavage dug deeper.
Moonlight fell on her face, hidden by her veil. I could catch a glimpse of her cheeks flushed with joy.
Ikarut cleared her throat and gently tugged at her collar.
Lesilia lay down like her dog only after the name tag caught in her hand.
A large plaza surrounded by gloomy buildings.
In the evening, one by one, the trainers and slaves revealed her face.
Hiding in a narrow alley, the two pretended to be a trainer and a slave.
As Ikarut stepped out of her way, Lesilia also crawled on all fours, monitoring her situation.
“Ah, huh… Haang… “
“Do you like being fucked outdoors like this? Hey, are you okay?”
“Master… Sleep is great… Please thump my uterus a little more!”
“Whoa, whoa… Master… See… I want to taste… “
“Look at him getting an erection because he’s being sold outside.. It’s disgusting♡”
Various trainers and slaves were playing various games by sticking together.
A female slave clutching the wall and whimpering, and a male assistant teacher sitting on a bench and cleaning the fella.
Even the male slave who talks only about the teaching assistant’s hair.
It was a place where the succubus Lilith could be excited by saying that it was heaven.
“Eww… “
“What’s going on?”
“Ah… It’s nothing… “
Lesilia stopped midway and twisted her thigh.
As she rubbed, the way her back arched slightly, it seemed that she was in heat for a hard outdoor training play.
“Calm down. I didn’t come here to play.”
“Huh… ♡ Yes, Master… !”
Lesilia bit her lower lip as her uterus tightened and tightened on its own.
Attention was drawn to the appearance of a new assistant teacher and a slave.
The demon king in her cape and the saintess in a naked dress seemed to match each other.
I focused more on her, especially her saintess, who was crawling around with her large breasts hanging down and her voluptuous hips gently swaying.
Although she was wearing a veil. Elegance emerged from the curly outline of her face.
‘Everyone is watching… I became a pet loved by the owner… ‘
Shameful that others constantly see while receiving outdoor SM training.
She couldn’t contain her excitement when she remembered a scene she had seen in an erotic novel she enjoyed reading.
I was a little nervous just watching it in Darkwood, but experiencing it myself made me feel at its peak.
My pubic area flared with joy. She was squirting out honey like juice, and she was already ready to receive his cock.
‘If this… No way… ‘
Step by step, Lesilia took a deep breath.
The sound of her pounding heart keeps ringing in my ears. Her aroused cunt was wet and the scraps of her cloth rolled into it.
Lesilia let out her gasps as her cunt was pressed against her buttock.
“Oh, the queen has appeared.”
“A teacher assistant who will light up the night on the street has appeared.”
“Ah… You are still beautiful.”
At that time, a female assistant teacher and a male slave appeared in the middle of the central square.
Armed with her leather bikini, the female trainer wore her mask, her orange hair up in a bun.
‘Found.’
Violet-like purple eyes shining through the mask resemble Daphnell.
Just as a famous singer is spotlighted on stage, she received the envy and wonder of her trainers at once.
Daphnell’s position as an assistant teacher was so strong that some female teaching assistants stopped teaching and stared blankly.
“Kuheugh… Queen please… “
“Why? Do you like putting your toes on your cock?”
“It looks like it will explode… Queen, I want to put it in now… !”
“No.”
The male slave got down on his knees and showed his erect cock.
Ugh, Daphnell presses his big toe painlessly against his glans.
The lips of the masked slave gathered sharply as he rubbed the pre-cum and rubbed the smooth glans all over the soles of his feet.
‘I like things like this.’
The streets of Charata were different from the morning and night air.
It became more sordid and debauched.
Illegal things that avoid the eyes of the watcher are prevalent, so Daphnell has created an avocado that can be watched closely.
“Should I give my virgin to a worthless cock?”
“Paper… Even if you see… Dad, let me suck… !”
“I said no.”
Daphnell tugged at his collar, forced him to his feet and dragged the male slave.
Daphnell sat down on his bench before long and grabbed the leather whip at his waist! He hit the floor
As the sharp hide clawed in the air, several slaves swallowed the neck belt.
“Lie down and stretch out.”
“Kuhhh… “
The male slave’s nape reddened as if shame had happened. His erect cock stood erect, barely touching the tip of his navel.
Daphnell clicked his tongue as pre-cum trickled down his cock in heat like clear saliva.
Then, he stroked the leather whip with his fingertips, and the worse! Hit him on the butt
“Number three.”
“One… ! Keugh… Doo, Dooul!”
Worse! Worse!
The red string on his hip was him without mercy.
As the cane marks were left here and there, the male slave’s cock stood up even more rigidly.
“Nineteen… Twenty… L… “
“Is it okay because it’s right?”
“Because it’s the Queen’s whip, Joe, that’s good…” !”
“Yeah, that’s how it should be. Then one more is right.”
“Cheer up! Thank you!”
Chaaaaak!
Finally, the long drawn marks were bruised.
Daphnell lowered his eyes slightly and fell to his knees. Cold sweat broke out all over the male slave’s body as he stretched out on his stomach.
The hard cock dangles and drips thin semen.
“Is it nice to touch such a useless cock?”
“Oh, yes… Joe is good… Kwoop!”
Swoop, Swoop…
Daphnell massaged his cock without expression. The male slave’s posture is disturbed as pressure is applied to his painfully erect cock.
“Get your posture right.”
“Yes, yep… !”
In excitement at Daphnell’s frosty voice, the cock vomited semen.
“Write… “
“I’m sorry for giving you filthy cum without instructions, my queen!”
“You… Do you really want to die?”
Cloudy liquid was sprayed on the back of his hand like sauce. Daphnell brushed off the back of his hand in displeasure.
It was sticky with high viscosity and did not come off easily.
When I glanced down, the male slave was sending an expectant look.
It was a gaze that wanted to be sold even more.
Normally, the slave would give him a few slaps on his ass as he wished, or a hard dogflop with the cock pole tied.
I didn’t feel so good right now.
‘I will find the root of the World Tree. So I contacted the information dealer.’
It was easy to be caught by the enemy if you left a trace for the intelligence officer.
He deliberately raised the surveillance network not to give any words to all the information merchants living on the streets of Charata.
‘He’s so different from the previous hero, Rex.’
The hero who opposes the demon king was obsessed with useless tales.
Daphnell, who was a little disappointed by this, had doubts in a corner of her heart.
Is Retina really the trusted hero?
I want to secretly visit the saintess who gave the divine revelation to her, but the saintess has become a direct subordinate of the demon king.
Under the circumstance, even if he finds her saint, he is accused of being a traitor to her.
“It’s okay. Gently slap your head.”
Sat down again in his bench chair, Daphnell crossed his legs.
The vagina, which was vertically closed between the leather underwear, slightly showed off her erotic flesh.
The male slave has the urge to ram his cock, but is soon stepped on by Daphnell’s shoes.
Daphnell jerks the back of the male slave’s head and presses it down with the heel of his shoe.
“Do you want to fuck a virgin pussy?”
“Oh… Queen… My cock hurts… “
The male slave’s cock had a hard erection.
Seeing the hideous object, he instinctively frowned.
Although there was physical pleasure in humiliating a man, Daphnell was not emotionally aroused.
“Queen, please have sex with me… !”
“No. I’m not having sex with you.”
“Ha, the queen who sells… So good… !”
No matter how hard the SM training class was, something was lacking.
A thick tongue licked the nose of a shoe, but Daphnell put on a bored, bored expression.
With the other foot, he carefully and carefully trampled the back of the slave’s head. He opens his mouth and even yawns.
“Ouch… Ha ha… “
Suspicious moaning continued to haunt his ears.
Ikarut glanced down.
“Master… “
Lesilia twists her thighs tightly, then falls over like her dog and buries her face in her feet.
He flicks up her ass as her cheeks slowly slide against the hard heels of her shoes.
Soon, he twitches and puts his lips to the nose of the shoe and touches it.
“Master… Cock… You’re hardened… “
With her hair tucked behind her ear, Lesilia laughed and grabbed one of her legs.
Sandwiching her pectoral between her legs, her dog wobbles as she mounts.
The juice from her pussy was squirming and she squeezed out the dirty juice. Lesilia sticks out her little tongue and groans as if to beg for a kiss.
“Master, clean your cock here… Would it be okay… ?”
Lesilia looked around her and asked her sneakily.
It’s an outdoor place where sm assistants are in full swing, but I still noticed.
Only with her owner’s permission could she clean her cock, so Lesilia secretly rubbed her hot belly.
Ikarut stared somewhere and raised his hand to the top of his head.
“Sun.”
At that word, Lesilia unzipped her pants like a moon.
