City Of Witches 348

Chapter 348 – #76_The Witch’s Sensuality Novel

#346

One.
Diana began to read the third volume of the Demon Courier.
When I glanced at the front and back, it was clear that the writer was the mother.
In addition to the elegant handwriting, there were ink and quills on the table.

Chapter 1.
Crime and Punishment.

The witch who fell in love transformed even more beautiful
Her hair, which had been teased for being full of ashes, was glossy and shiny like wolf fur, and her lips and dreamy eyes made the witches of the street look back.

A book from the beginning.
At first, I thought it was just a so-called romance novel.
A story about the sadness of young Werther or the love between a man and a woman, like Red and Black.

“Your hair is gray….”

In addition, if you look at the gray hair that is described as the biggest feature of the witch who seems to be the main character….
It seemed that her mother, Countess Lucy, was a projection or something of herself.
Still, Diana was able to understand with a broad tolerance.

There was nothing special about the first part.
In Volumes 1 and 2, the description of the witch who fell in love with the ordinary but handsome milkman is roughly 3-4 pages.
And, circumstantially, it seemed that the witch had been refused her meeting by this milkman.
After all, there was a description of him sighing as he recalled his face on the second-floor terrace under the dazzling moonlight.

‘Ah, why won’t you meet me? A savage person. This solitude is thicker than the darkness of the night, and the pain of the boss is sharper than the countless blades….’

“… Say no to witches?”

In fact, even though I thought it was impossible, I thought it would be an artificial production for a dramatic situation.
Like the line in the theater that you would never do in real life.
So far, that’s all there is to it, but if I had to give a brief evaluation of it….

“Hmm….”

It was exciting.

Commonly referred to as ‘cultured books’, in other words, the books that Count Lucy permitted to store in the central library did not contain this kind of content.
Even if there is a case of treating people between men and women in a general way, it ends up as an ambiguous expression that seems to be evasive.

On the other hand, should I say that this book is an unknown world that I have never known before?
Or should I say something cheap umami that melts on the tongue?
Occasionally, peripheral stimuli, such as the mundane sweets my mother bought for me, pierced me.
There was still plenty of time for the Count to return, so Diana stuck her butt back in her chair.

The witch found the delivery man after a long thought. Her cold voice and ridicule ring in her ears to the point of pain.

‘Wasn’t she determined not to seek it out again?’
‘I told you so.’
‘Didn’t she tell you that she hates people who can’t keep their promises?’
‘I said that too.’
‘Then why did you come here? Was the promise with a human lighter than the one with a witch?’

“Aha….”

It seems that the witch first declared to the man that she had some complaints and that she would never see her again.
At the same time, she was waiting for the man to come back, and in the end she couldn’t stand it and came to see the man.
Okay so far.
It was a plot that could be inferred enough without having to read volume 1 and volume 2.
Afterwards, the witch and her courier talk back and forth.

‘Lying is a great sin. It’s a sin that can’t be forgiven just because you say it with your beautiful lips.’
‘I know. I came here with a willingness to bear any punishment.’

A look of shame crept over the witch’s face.
The embarrassing and humiliating feeling that comes from considering herself a lowly person despite being a noble witch.
The witch, who had been unable to meet her eyes as she lowered her gaze, opened her mouth.

‘What kind of punishment is waiting for me?’
‘The witch seems to have come expecting punishment.’
‘It can’t be.’
‘Are you telling lies again?’
‘…….’

“Punishment?”

Diana’s head tilted.
She had been chasing without much difficulty so far, but she suddenly felt devastated.
A man punishing a witch?
Even up to this point, I feel exhausted.
But she’s a witch, she’s waiting for a man to punish her and she can’t even deny it?
It was starting to get difficult for her to understand.

“Are you even going to hit the palm of your hand… ? Or a walk?”

As she read the lines written in an elegant style without much thought, Diana suddenly felt a rattle like her chin of neglect.
At the same time, Diana’s eyes moved from side to side.

The courier asked her witch to kiss her.
She knelt down in front of the healthy male body and put out her lips, flushed with lust, and it was a request that was like her begging.

Kiss.
The act of love between a man and a woman that kept Diana awake at night for the past few days.
But anything is hard to catch up with the first shock.
Diana endlessly chewed the scene and was proud that she had grown up to the point where she was not greatly agitated by the kiss described in words.

But this was no ordinary kiss.
A witch!
Before men!
Get on her knees!
Asking for a kiss!

It was only natural that Diana’s eyes would twitch.
This is a disturbing book that undermines a witch’s honor and her authority.
If this hadn’t been written by her mother, she would have immediately referred it to the Witches’ Council and advocated that it should be buried and burned.

“…….”

‘He wants a kiss before he’s even punished.’
‘I remembered kissing you in your arms every night.’
‘I am not. I didn’t remember anything about the witch’
‘Then….’

“Uh, that stupid guy….”

On the other hand, I feel astonished and rejected.
Diana turns the pages of her bookshelf with the feeling of a viewer of a last-minute drama who wants to see where she goes.
And after a while
If the sentence about her request for a kiss earlier was about a bump, this time a huge crater-level shock rushed through Diana.

The witch, who had been kneeling, carefully raised her body.
Then, as if taking off her skin, I took off the clothes that wrapped around my noble body and threw them away.
Every time the soft clothes are piled up on the dirty dirt floor, the witch returns to her original form.

Her breasts, swollen like seasonal fruits, are meant to be held in a man’s hand….

-Widely!

Diana closed the book as if she had skimmed through a forbidden book.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh, throw away your clothes… Bubba….”

A new truth that was never expected or imagined.
It gave Diana a shock equivalent to her legendary negligence, which was said to tell her of good and evil.
It’s not enough to get down on her knees in front of a man and beg for a kiss, so he takes off her clothes.

“This… This is something that should never happen! No matter!”

Even though no one is watching, Diana is excited and exhales steam alone.
She couldn’t believe it as she clenched her little fists and bit her molars.

Are you really saying that the author of this book is your mother?
My mother, who is noble and undisturbed, except for the occasional flirtation in front of Diana, reads these nonsensical obscene books?
You didn’t read it, you wrote it yourself?

“…….”

However, Diana’s gaze, which was running rampant with her crab bubbles, was directed towards the red leather cover without realizing it.
Shortness of breath
Unpleasant and unpleasant

But at the same time, it felt like a curious curiosity was stabbing her in the head again and again.
So what is a ‘bee’? As if reciting endlessly.

“Kuhm….”

A sharp confrontation between displeasure and curiosity.
The winner was curiosity in the end.
Diana glanced around her and opened the bookshelf carefully as if handling explosives.

All sorts of vulgarity and explicit descriptions of female bodies pass through sensual phrases.
After chewing and swallowing the part, the identity of the ‘bee’ the delivery man mentioned finally appeared.

The Count looked at the courier with sorrowful eyes, his hands bound and tied to the bed like stuffed butterflies.
A sad, servile, obscene look.
The misery is aggravated by the ugly appearance of oneself being led by the yoke of love.
Paradoxically, it is accompanied by the sweetness and thrill of immorality.

A shy light pink color, like the flower of a blossoming apple tree.
Even though he hadn’t even breathed on him yet, he forgot his shame and gently stroked the tip of the soft quill.

Diana took her eyes off her book for a moment.

“What the hell is this….”

The delivery man’s punishment was not as filthy as Diana thought.
That said, she was less shocked than the witch who suddenly became her naked body.

The courier tied her witch to her bed in her naked body.
Then, he gently tickled her body with the feathers of a quill.
Let’s picture that scene in our heads for a moment. Surely something… Inexplicable….

“… I guess I’ll have to see more….”

Diana felt the heat rising in her head and began to read her.
Feathers gently tickle every corner of the witch’s body, even the secret secret that she should never touch unless she is herself.

‘I can’t stand it any longer. Hug me…. I beg you please….’
‘The punishment isn’t over yet.’
‘Please…. Fuck me wildly At this rate…. I’m in so much pain….’

“…….”

For the first time, there was a part that I could relate to.
Certainly tickling her body with her feathers would be so painful that it would take your breath away.
Diana, of course, had no intention of letting anyone tickle her body with her feathers, but she said.

After that, it was mostly easy to understand.
The parts tickled by the courier used to be described as sticky, but except for something like ‘the witch made a strange nasal sound’, it was just a tickling punishment.

The witch’s body, which had been trembling pitifully, was dripping with sweat like night dew.
Her hot exhalation gave off a sweet scent like a tropical fruit, and now her body was so sweet that even the feathers lightly brushing her skin felt like a deep caress.

‘The witch is wet.’
‘Don’t say that.’
‘Did these feathers make you feel so good?’
‘Ah… Ah… Ah….’

Her courier raised the tip of her feather and whipped her witch’s most sensitive protuberances as if she were going to gouge them out with her knife.
The witch stirred her body to the fullest and let out a strange moan like a beast in heat.
Her crotch, which could have drenched her feathers just by brushing against her, was filled with the scent of a woman so vulgar.

“…….”

The novel, which started out as a banal romance at first, rose exponentially as it progressed.
Gradually, the frequency of sentences that Diana couldn’t understand also increased.

However.
I’m not quite sure what, but I can definitely guess.
That this novel is a really, really, really lewd novel.
The fact that just imagining and recalling the situation literally makes my heart feel stuffy and suffocating.

Then the delivery man takes off her clothes and climbs onto her bed.
The naked body of a man who has never seen it in person is depicted as if drawing.

The muscles that were stuck all over the body due to a dirty job, the copper-colored strong skin that was completely different from the softness of a woman’s body.
But the most unexpected of all was the depiction of male genitalia.

A spear of solidly raised meat.
The round glans is as big as a child’s fist, and the object, standing upright without the slightest fading, with blood vessels in it, presses down on the witch’s belly.

‘Do you want this?’
‘Yes, I want your stuff….’
‘Please be a little more direct.’
‘Your cock…. That hot and hard window of ecstasy…. I want it from the bottom of my heart….’

Diana, who forgot even to breathe and devoured each letter with her bloodshot eyes, blocked her last sentence.

‘I’ll put it in now.’

What a man’s genitals.
It was a scene of insertion into a woman’s genitals.

“Eww… !”

Diana removed her hand from her book in astonishment as if she had touched her hot pot.
Then, she vigorously shook her head from side to side.

If only Gehenna was ordinary Victorian England and not the city of witches.
For Diana, if she were not a witch but an ordinary daughter of a count, she would not be strange even if she made her debut in the social world two or three years ago and got engaged.
However, for Diana, who had lived under Count Yesod’s thorough education for abstinence from men, the stimulation beyond this was too intense.

“It’s dirty!!!!”

Diana quickly closed her books, put all her belongings back, and ran out of the Count’s library as if she were running away.