Empress Helena 38

Chapter 38 – Turgut Discovers Helena’s Secret – 5

In this way, the four men and women headed toward a large square in downtown Edirne. As we approached the square, the number of people increased. Before we knew it, people were so crowded that it was difficult to move properly.

Helena looked around, but before she knew it, there were so many onlookers next to her and behind her that she couldn’t get out. Looking at the crowded surroundings, she was amazed.

“Wow, that’s a huge crowd. “I guess that clowning thing is quite popular?”

Turgut chuckled.

“The clowns that take place in open squares in the city like this are shown to the citizens for free instead of having His Majesty the Sultan pay for them. “It’s a rare experience of free entertainment, so everyone is excited and can’t help but flock to it.”

Tugrut’s voice contained a mockery and ridicule that could not be hidden. When Helena and Sophia looked puzzled, he laughed again.

“It is a clown show held for free in a square without a proper stage, so the standard is very low. But poor citizens are enthusiastic about even that. “I guess it’s a way to increase loyalty to the sultan by showing some favor to the people.”

It was clear that he despised the people who were exploited enormously by the country but were only enthusiastic about such cheap entertainment. Moreover, he seemed to have little respect for the Sultan, who was clearly his lord.

Helena felt puzzled, but she didn’t point it outwardly and just let it go. The attitude of this Janissary commander and the information gained from it will certainly be useful in the future.

For now, she was absorbed in the sight before her eyes. Clowning was definitely similar to a Western circus, but had a different kind of fun.

A circus puts on a show where people hold ropes and fly through the air. Instead, in the clown game, a rope was hung in the air and the person riding it performed tricks.

The thickness of the rope was less than half the size of the sole of the foot. Moreover, it is so elastic that when a person steps on it, it goes straight down.

The clown flew dexterously on a rope that seemed precarious even to stand still. He applied downward force, jumped into the air, made a swallow in the air, and landed brilliantly on the rope again.

Even though he stumbled, he managed to dance without falling down the rope. Sometimes he smiled leisurely and waved the fan in his hand.

“Wow!”

Sophia next to him let out an exclamation as she held his hands together. An expression of admiration appeared on her beautiful face.

“Isn’t that amazing, Her Highness Helena? I’ve seen the circus many times, but this is something different and fun.”

“I know, right. It’s pretty great.”

Helena responded, running one of her hands through her blonde hair. She, too, was honestly amazed on the inside. It was quite fun, considering that Turgut disparaged it as ‘cheap entertainment’.

In addition to the clown who performed tricks on the rope, several clowns came out and performed tricks or danced. A one-act play was also performed. Helena and Sophia indulged in the game like crazy.

Then there was a moment. Helena suddenly felt a tingling sensation around her buttocks. This feeling! It definitely felt like someone was touching her.

Her man’s her hand her her her, which had been gently tickling her ass her her her, slowly grabbed hold of her skirt and began to pull it up. Helena started. The beige dress she was wearing right now was very revealing and her skirt was short enough to barely cover her buttocks.

Therefore, if her man lifts her skirt even a little, her buttocks are immediately exposed. Moreover, Helena was now wearing flesh-colored pantyhose, but unlike regular stockings, those stockings were open in her middle her, the part that was supposed to cover her her vagina her her her.

And Helena, who of course doesn’t wear underwear, was wearing no panties. In other words, if the hand of the man who pulled up her skirt penetrates just a little bit, it will immediately touch her bare pussy.

Helena’s complexion turned pale. This was clearly a plaza, a space exposed to the gaze of countless people. She was now in danger of being left without her bottoms in the open air.

Startled, Helena looked around her. She was Turgut. He was now looking indifferently at the clown, but her hand was stroking her buttocks and pulling up the hem of her skirt.

Helena urgently glared at Turgut, but it was no use. He didn’t even make eye contact with her. She just played with her hands as she pleased.

The skirt her her she was already halfway up her her hips her her her, and her man’s hand her her her was caring her her bottom her her her over the soft pantyhose her her Her.

Helena looked around her, but her face only grew darker with despair. Perhaps because it was free entertainment, there were a huge number of people who came to watch the clown play.

Tens of thousands of people were already crowded in front of her, to her left and right, and behind her, so there was no way to escape.

Of course, if Helena wanted to, she could get rid of Turgut and get her out of this predicament. But Helena said she didn’t want to do that now. According to her her plot her her her, it is not yet time for her to change her her master her her her.

The most difficult thing was that even in this situation, Helena’s lustful body was hot. She was a masochist. The more she is exposed to the humiliating outdoors, the more excited she becomes.

Well, that’s why I guess she doesn’t wear any of her underwear at all and only sticks to the style of pantyhose that is open in the middle of her. She liked exposure.

Turgut knew this well. So he had no hesitation in his touch her her her her. Finally, Helena’s beige skirt was rolled up over her hips. He gently folded the top of her skirt to keep it flowing down her.

Now it was a straight highway to her pussy. As expected, her man’s hand slid down the deep cleavage of her ass. As soon as she reached her bare pussy, she put her finger on it.

“…!”

Helena almost let out a moan of her own. The feeling of the man’s middle finger digging into my vagina was very strong.

She covered her mouth with her pretty white hand, barely able to prevent her godly voice from escaping. However, the root cause could not be eliminated.

Turgut played with her her her her female her body her her her to her her her her heart her’s content her her, and whenever he did so, Helena’s slender, lustful body her she responded sensitively.

Every time his fingers his plunged into Helena’s her pussy her her her, her her curvaceous body her her her her wriggled like a snake, and clear love juice splashed all over her.

Helena covered her mouth with some chalcedony to keep her sour voice from bursting out, but she didn’t seem like she could last long.

I could feel her her pussy her drenched in her her, her her love juices her, and her back her twisted this way and that. Every time her man’s fingers moved in and out, it felt as if an electric current pulsed through her entire body.

Helena pressed her slender legs together to block the movement of her man’s fingers. Her legs held Turgut’s hand tightly in the middle.

But she was of no use. Turgut, who was a disciplined soldier despite his age, snorted and ignored the resistance of Helena, who had not yet used the power of Iris’ necklace, that is, was nothing more than a weak girl.

His hand somehow found its way between the woman’s tight legs. In the end, Helena was unable to stop the man’s hand her poking her pussy, and instead, she tightened her legs her, which only made her stimulation stronger.

“Huh!”

Finally she broke down. Her hand that was covering Helena’s her mouth her her her fell her and her sexy, divine voice her her burst out. Her her slippery legs she she were trembling as they tightly held her man’s hand her her her.

However, since it did not properly block the movement of her fingers going back and forth inside her vagina, it was clear that it was the gesture of an excited woman.

“Ah, ah… Uh, stop… Ah, please…”

Helena twisted her S-line body back and forth while breathing heavily. The hot passion burned her head and made it difficult for her to think properly.

But no matter how much she pleaded, Turgut had no intention of slowing down on her touch. Instead, he increased the number of fingers inside her her pussy to two and crossed them back and forth, pounding Helena’s her pussy her her her to his her her her heart her her her’s content her her.

The man’s fingers her her, penetrating deep into her her her her her her her, move back and forth, massaging the flesh of her her her her her her her. The feeling was truly fantastic. Her love juices poured out, and a feeling of pleasure flowed through her whole body as if an electric current was flowing.

“Ah! Haaaaa~~~~”

Helena twisted her slender legs as she let out a clammy moan. The surge of pleasure shook both her body and mind, so much so that she could no longer bear it.

But Turgut was cruel. He did not slow down his attack on her. He grabbed Helena’s breast with his other hand as he thrust deeper into her pussy. Her breasts, which were sticking out of her tight-fitting beige dress, were instantly crushed.

Turgut kneaded Helena’s breasts as if kneading rice cakes and whispered into her ear.

“Kkeukkkk kkkk, how else can you pretend it’s not a topic like this ! “Don’t you feel it more when you are in a space exposed to people’s eyes like this?”

“Oh, no, I… Ugh! Ahhh… “

No matter how hard Helena tried to deny it, it was no use. Because she was proving the truth not with her words, but with her body.

Of course, Turgut focused on the expression of her body her her her her, not her her words her her her. His hands her teasing her her pussy her and her her breasts her she didn’t even slow down.

Helena couldn’t bear it any longer. She really felt like she was going to get lost among these tens of thousands of people in the square.

Helena thought about asking for her help and turned her gaze towards Sophia. But soon her eyes became dark due to her despair.

Sophia’s face was as bright red as Helena’s. Her whip-slim body was slightly angled in front of her, her black skirt rolled up.

And her man’s hand her her her, Sal Luke’s hand, had slipped under her skirt her her her.

Sophia, like Helena, does not usually wear underwear. As for her pantyhose, she only sticks to the type that is open in the middle. Therefore, with her man’s hand her her under her skirt her her her, her her pussy her her her she must have already been occupied.