Chapter 4 – Jonathan Goes to the Whorehouse – 1
The white dress is a style that clings tightly to the body, so the S-line curves are clearly visible. Because it is a tower shape, there is not even a trace of fabric above the chest.
The line of the slender shoulders is clearly visible, and even the curves above and between the breasts are clearly visible without much effort.
The only decoration on the dress, a ribbon-shaped fabric, draped slightly from the chest to the slender arms, further emphasizing the prominent breasts.
The breast area of the dress was so full that it felt as if her voluptuous breasts had been forced into tight clothing, rather than supporting her breasts with clothing.
Of course, the buttocks are not that big of a deal. The skirt area is much shorter than before, barely covering her buttocks. The straight, slender legs were clearly visible, but unlike before, they were bare.
The black high heels touching the floor at the end of the legs reflect the candlelight in the bedroom, giving them a strange shine. It was a killer heel with a sharp, pointed heel that seemed to pierce armor.
It’s so erotic that it feels like a cheap prostitute rather than a princess of a country. The lustful smile on her beautiful face went well with her slutty attire.
Without realizing it, Jonathan was drawn to her charm and looked at her frantically, imagining her naked body in his head her her her.
Memories of the passionate sex from just moments ago came to mind and filled her mind. Even though she had already ejaculated twice, her lower abdomen became sore again.
Jonathan, who realized his true situation only after a while, blushed and cleared his throat.
“Helena, what’s going on here? Do you know where Sylvia is?”
“That’s right.”
Helena smiled seductively and turned around. As she turns, her S-line she twitches sexily.
“Follow me. “Let me take you to Sylvia.”
Jonathan was skeptical, but he followed her. Helena left her imperial womb and made her way outside.
Right before her her eyes her her her, Helena’s big buttocks her her her sway gently and her slender legs her her her cross. Her skin glowed exceptionally whiter even in the twilight.
Jonathan swallowed, but suppressed his lust for now. The priority now was to confirm Sylvia’s whereabouts.
Helena seems to know the path well, and she walks without hesitation even in the dark. Her high heels hit the stone floor and made a clear sound.
Suddenly, Jonathan had a strange thought. Now she, Helena, is escaping to her imperial palace. Where is she going? But
“Helena, where are you going? “Is this the road outside the imperial palace?”
Even if you ask her
“Hoho, don’t worry, just follow me.”
He just smiles meaningfully. As her Jonathan, he had no choice but to follow her.
The Temple of Vesta is located just east of the imperial palace. This is where the Vesta priestesses reside. Helena went straight into the building.
‘Why here? Could it be that Sylvia became a Vesta priestess? No, that’s nonsense. A Vesta priestess can only be her virgins… ‘
Her puzzle fills her head. But before she can even ask the question, Helena is already walking that way. Jonathan hurriedly chased after her.
Helena walked without hesitation and headed to her specific location. She follows her up the stairs and ends up in her second floor hallway.
There is a huge hall in the center of the Temple of Vesta, which was built on two levels. Also, a hallway with a railing was created on the second floor so that people could look down from the hallway or move to other spaces on the second floor.
Of course, there is a staircase on one side of the hallway so you can go down.
Helena came out into her railed hallway and smiled widely as she opened her arms towards Jonathan.
“Now, brother, look down. “Because she is here.”
Unable to hold back his doubts, Jonathan looked down at the railing and his expression became distorted in astonishment.
Central hall of the Temple of Vesta. The sight unfolding in that huge space was truly eye-opening. Jonathan’s eyes were filled with scenes of corruption that people with common sense could not believe.
Tables and chairs are placed here and there in the hall, and soldiers are gathered together and drinking. Although the weapons were put away, it was clear just by looking at their clothes that they were guards of the imperial palace or low-ranking soldiers belonging to each knighthood.
How dare you stage a sultanate in the sacred Temple of Vesta! That alone was an unforgivable act, but there were numerous scenes of obscenity, depravity, and revelry that were so obscene and depraved that they were not even noticeable.
First of all, the women who walked around the table and served the drinking soldiers were extremely sexy.
No top was worn at all. There was only a black string tied around his neck. A chain could be attached to the ring attached to the string at any time, proving that they were slaves.
She wore bottoms, but her short apron was all she wore. The white apron was short enough to hang slightly over her thighs, so every time she walked, the fabric flapped and even her vagina was clearly visible.
Other than that, there was no clothing at all. I didn’t wear any panties or bra.
At this point, it’s no exaggeration to say that you’re just walking around naked. The only proper clothing was the high heels worn on the feet.
They walked around making the clicking sound of their high heels, laughing at the men, putting down drinks and snacks on each table, and taking away empty bottles. Every time that happened, her breasts bounced, and the line from her waist to her buttocks twitched sensuously.
There is no way that strong men would put up with women seducing them so blatantly. Every time the women served them, everyone reached out and touched their breasts or stroked their buttocks.
When a thick, rough hand penetrates the apron and enters the vagina, the women
“Ah!”
He lets out a moan and twists his smooth legs.
It seemed like they had no intention of resisting. Rather, every time the men touch
“Aiing~~~~”
And I like it when she makes that nasal sound. As proof that they are all well-trained sex slaves, they follow the men’s instructions well.
Basically, she took out the man’s penis with her hand and massaged it, and as soon as someone told her to, she immediately knelt in front of the man and sucked his penis of her.
At this point, sex becomes natural. There are many women who fill their pussies with men’s penises while lying face down with their breasts on a table, on the floor, or face down.
Since there were far more soldiers than women, several men naturally clung to one woman.
It is common to see men standing in front of a woman, like bitches, sticking their penises into her mouth and vagina.
A woman climbed on top of a man lying down and put his penis into her vagina in a riding position, pounding her cock while holding the penises of two other men with her two hands. Massage her vigorously with your hands, then turn her head and repeat the sucking process.
The penis spurts semen here and there. The spilled semen not only filled the women’s pussies and mouths, but was also sprinkled generously on their naked bodies.
Even though her hair was covered in semen, instead of being offended, they were actually happy. She arched her back and screamed in delight every time a new penis thrust into her vagina.
Is this what is happening now in the main hall of the Temple of Vesta? Even if you go to the lowest level of prostitutes, it won’t be this dirty and lewd.
The most depraved scene is unfolding in the most sacred place within the Pent Empire.
“What is this, Helena? What is happening in the Temple of Vesta now? What on earth is this?”
Jonathan’s voice trembles. He questioned Helena, but was so shocked that she spoke gibberish. Words came out of my mouth in such a mess that I couldn’t even understand what they meant.
Helena, on the other hand, is relaxed. She raised her arms and shrugged her shoulders.
“What’s going on? This is something that naturally happens when you put a healthy man and a pretty woman in the same place. Everyone is having fun, right?”
As Helena said, it was clear to anyone that not only the men who attacked the women but also the women who were trampled by them were happy.
The beauties walked around practically naked, glaring at the men and twisting her naked body, letting out screams of pleasure as his penis slid in and out of her womb of her. Br〉
“My, that’s not what I’m asking! This is the Temple of Vesta. How is this sordid orgy going on here? “Where on earth is Sylvia?”
Jonathan’s face turned red, and his voice cracked. The voice sounded very surprised and embarrassed, but at the same time there was a great deal of fear hidden in it.
‘What about Sylvia? What about Sylvia? Couldn’t it be that Sylvia is among those women who act as sex toys?’
She must have caught that voice in her heart her, and an even more mocking smile appeared on Helena’s beautiful face her her.
“Oh, don’t be so excited, look down closely. There will be many familiar faces.”
Jonathan took a deep breath and turned his bloodshot eyes back down to the railing. Although she was very afraid of Helena’s advice, she had a strange magical power that made her act that way.
At first glance, the men were low-ranking soldiers. Judging by their clothes, they were probably imperial palace guards or soldiers from the Knights Templar stationed in the capital. We also met Jonathan often before he left on his expedition to the East.
However, in the eyes of Crown Prince Jonathan, they are merely the lowest class of society. They are the type of people that I didn’t even feel worth looking at in detail, so I can’t even remember their faces.
But women were different. If you look closely, you can see quite a few familiar faces.
“Ethel, Beatrice, Julia, Valeria, what is this…”
These are all faces we often see in Siren’s social circle. They were all noble ladies or ladies who inherited noble blood, and they were all famous for their beauty.
But here, those beautiful and noble women are treated as mere sex slaves who satisfy men’s sexual desires.
Her usual elegant appearance has disappeared, and she is now walking around naked and being gang-raped by rough and vicious men. What’s even more surprising is that even though he was in such a situation, instead of feeling ashamed, he was actually happy!
