Fairy Helena 11

Chapter 11 – The Falling Sylvia – 5

“Her Highness Crown Princess, did you cough? I’m going in now.”

Fulvia’s voice was heard, and soon the bedroom door opened and Fulvia and several of her maids entered the bedroom.

“Oh, no!”

Sylvia, who jumped out of bed and walked towards the door, shouting in surprise, “Aww!” With a scream, she collapsed on the spot. Her legs were weak from the previous night’s soreness. Sylvia tried to get up, but her entire body was languid and she couldn’t help it. In the end, all she could do was curl up as far as she could, leaving her naked body exposed.

“Kick…”

Looking around her room, Fulvia covered her mouth and smiled slightly at the mess. That laugh of hers landed on Sylvia’s back and made her tremble with fear. She was ashamed to die, and the fear of what would happen to her if rumors about her drove her crazy.

Fulvia ordered her other ladies-in-waiting to clean her room and wash her bed sheets, and then lightly hugged Sylvia’s naked body, which still had traces of her love affair.

“Oh, it’s so sticky, Her Highness the Crown Princess. Now, come here. I’ll wash it clean.”

Sylvia looked at Fulvia with her bluish face as she dragged along helplessly.

“Poo, Fulvia, I, I…”

Sylvia trembled, she looked extremely thin and fragile, like a new bride on her first night. Fulvia laughed in amazement that such an arrogant woman could be so fragile. Her skills in handling Cesare’s woman, who, despite her lewd and seductive temperament, did not easily allow others to approach her, was easily melted in one night, no matter how much she used her weakness of chastity, I was truly admirable. She herself was immobilized in front of Cesare, and she volunteered to be his slave…

“Don’t worry, Her Highness the Crown Princess. I’ve thoroughly cracked down on your mouth, so this won’t leak out of the Winter Rose Palace (Sylvia’s residence). You can just enjoy the very cool and pleasant present with the chastity belt gone. .”

While Sylvia felt relieved at Fulvia’s words, she felt somehow overwhelmed. The incident last night was certainly shocking, and her Sylvia’s mind and body were severely weakened. Fulvia looked at Sylvia and laughed at her indistinctly. She was hesitant at first to give the key to Cesare, but as she turned out, she somehow found the situation very amusing.

As Fulvia washed her Sylvia, she whispered softly in her ear.

“By the way, Her Highness the Crown Princess, how was last night? Did you enjoy it?”

In an instant, her Sylvia’s body stiffened. Then, as Fulvia stimulated her most sensitive spot, Sylvia let out a soft groan and twisted her body.

“Cook-Cook, you must have had a lot of fun. Enjoy in moderation. It’s a big deal if you have children, giggle giggle…”

Now, Sylvia had no means to stop Fulvia, who openly laughed at her. Sylvia, who had left her body to Fulvia with her head bowed down with her red face, after a while, she decided that she couldn’t go on like this.

On that day, Sylvia spent about half of her day in a state of half-consciousness, but by the afternoon she was able to regain some of her former cold and sharp authority as the Crown Princess. Fortunately, Fulvia really did a good job of keeping her mouth shut. Even when Sylvia ordered her to be as cold as ice, she didn’t have any lady-in-waiting to dig into her weakness.

“Now there is only one of them left.”

I will never play into his hands again. Sylvia made a resolution in her heart several times. Indeed, when night fell, Cesare sneaked into her bedroom again.

“Ah, Sylvia, I’ve been scolded for missing you all day. It’s the first time I’ve ever tasted such soft and smooth skin and an elastic body. The pussy is also very chewy. You’re also a woman with top-tier sex skills as well as beauty. Just like you. It’s really fun to imagine the future.”

Sylvia’s face was as red as the sunset at her blatant and insulting words.

“Shut up!”

She said coldly and clearly as she lifted her slender white fingers and poked her man in the eye.

“If you think I’ll be beaten again like yesterday, I’ll be damned. Now I don’t have a weakness called chastity. Don’t even come near me again. This is a warning. If you don’t listen to me, you’re a member of the Immune Knights. Even if you do, you will never be safe.”

Sylvia glared at Cesare with the fiercest eyes as much as possible, but Cesare only smiled round and round with an expression that said her face was cute.

Five minutes later, Sylvia found herself pounding her mill in her man’s arms and felt her eyes darken with despair.

“No, it’s ridiculous. Why, why, why did this happen… Hehe!”

No matter how much she shouted at the reality she didn’t want to believe, her body, which had already been tamed by her man’s hand, was actively accepting her man’s penis while shaking her waist and hips.

Cesare stroked Sylvia’s reddened cheek with her hand, as if she was having fun.

“I don’t understand why this happened? It’s because you’re lewd.”
“That, that… Ha… No… No, no, ah…”

As if it couldn’t be helped, Sylvia’s arms, which had been draped over Cesare’s shoulders, hugged his neck tightly. As he shared her deep kiss, he felt a stab in her stomach, twisting her leg violently.

“No, that’s right. You are truly a bewitching and lustful woman. You are a slut who can have relations with any man to satisfy your desires. Did you think of me all day today?”
“Crane!”

It was an incredibly insulting remark, but Sylvia couldn’t even refute it, and she let out a moan soaked in her pleasure as she bent her waist round. At the end of her words, her Cesare was thrust up from under her, and she was shocked so intensely that her entire body trembled.

“Huhhhhh! I can’t do this… Ah, why am I… Aang… Please, stop… Haha!”

Sylvia continued to automatically shake her hips and let out her gooey cries while forcing her way through her hazy head, trying to recall her earlier memories. Apparently, she coldly ordered her to leave immediately, but she ignored all of her Cesare and instead attacked her.

Pushed from her power, she was held in her man’s arms and subjected to her wild kisses and caresses. The clothes, evening gown, bra, and panties that Sylvia was wearing on her exquisite hand roll were torn off and torn in an instant, and Cesare kneaded and stroked her exposed naked body to his heart’s content.

Her problem was that she was losing her strength and her body was heating up. Embarrassed, Sylvia tried to come to her senses and rebel, but her determination was short-lived. Her rebelliousness, like her tower of sand, was so easily shattered by the slightest stroke of her breasts by her man, and her body quickly heated up. The moment her man’s hand dug between her slippery thighs, her mind was dazed by the exhilarating pleasure.

In the end, she fell helplessly into her man’s arms, unable to resist even once, and Cesare took off her clothes and sat on her bed, holding Sylvia’s body melted in her pleasure and sitting it on his lap. It was pierced right after. Sylvia’s cunt, already wet, writhed in her warm welcome.

Why did she fall so easily, even though she ate her heart so strongly? Her questions never ceased, but the moment Cesare looked at her sneeringly as he kneaded her breasts so hard that after knocking her down, Sylvia was able to get her answer. She was delighted She was thus trampled upon, humiliated, insulted by her man, and trembling with her pleasure.

Sylvia was crushed by the sad instincts of her body, which was so sensitive and obscene.

She realized then that she had long missed her man who was so strong and skillful. Jonathan had never fully satisfied her one night. She always lacked Sylvia, and sometimes she had to console herself. But Cesare was different. Cesare had her first real experience of pleasure, and she was literally stunned by her irresistible ecstasy.

So she couldn’t deny it in the first place. Cesare’s cynicism was correct. Even though she said she refused, she rather waited for her man. Sylvia had longed for this pleasure. She didn’t even have to wait for her man in a sexy evening gown if she was going to reject it in the first place. From her elaborate makeup to her clothes, everything was a preparation for sex.

Once she admitted it all, Sylvia became more and more engrossed in sex, screaming in maddened pleasure each time her penis pricked her womb. A feeling of hopelessness crossed Sylvia’s head.

‘Wrong. I already own this person. Ahhhhh…”

Suddenly, Sylvia turned her head and looked at the mirror on her dressing table. The woman’s face, with her long silver hair fluttering in her reflection and constantly rocking her body in perfect order, looked risqué.

‘I… Now… What will happen?’