Chapter 8 – The Falling Sylvia – 2
Sylvia remembered that. In the not-too-distant past, this morning, when she was in her deep sorrow and despair, the very thing that had been spinning in her Jonathan’s hand.
“The key? My…”
“Yes, the key to the chastity belt you wore.”
Is it because he has decided to become serious now? The smirk on his face had completely disappeared, and instead he was staring at Sylvia with a passionate and domineering face. The fact that Cesare no longer used honorifics and used casual language was proof that Cesare would no longer treat Silvia as her crown princess, but as a woman, the object of her lust.
Sylvia, who received her intense gaze, trembled her body involuntarily. She didn’t even want to blame Cesare for his rudeness. She just looked at the key in Cesare’s hand, with the face of a traveler who discovered an oasis after wandering through the desert for a long time.
“T, are you sure?”
“Of course. If in doubt, shall we open it?”
Sylvia did not answer, staring at the key with her fervent gaze. That’s how she longed for the key. The chastity belt was really not something that humans could wear. It was Sylvia, a symbol of slavery without character or freedom, the very thought of having to spend years wearing something like that made it so terrifying.
“He-sell it to me 1”
The sight of Sylvia crying mournfully with her clinging face came to Cesare with pleasure. He said with a flashy cynicism.
“How much?”
“Even, if it’s money, I’ll give you whatever you want. And… I’ll treat all of your actions today as nothing.”
It was a hot cry, but the reaction was cold.
“If it’s money, I have as much as I need.”
“Well, then what…”
“Take it off first.”
Sylvia’s cobalt blue eyes widened. At first she didn’t understand, and when she did, she was shocked.
“Everything, as for the party…”
“Why is that? You have to take it off to open the chastity belt, right?”
In an instant, 50,000 thoughts crossed Sylvia’s mind. Normally, a man who spoke such arrogant words would have to be slapped at least on the cheek, but the current Sylvia could not stand the coolness and haughtiness of the ice-carved beauty. Even now, the terrible feeling between her legs was acting as a weakness that shattered her pride.
“No? Then where should I throw this key out the window?”
As if she were really about to throw her chesare up and down her ass, Sylvia hurriedly reached out to her and waved her hand. Despite her obvious acting, her heart was so urgent that she reacted sensitively.
“Oh no!”
“Take it off! Take it off? Then leave.”
“Oh, no, please! Don’t leave.”
“Then take it off.”
“Ha, but…”
“I can’t do it, I have no choice but to go…”
“Th-don’t do that. Wait a minute, wait a minute, huh…”
Things turned interesting. Earlier, Sylvia had asked her to leave, but now when Cesare tried to leave, she instead had Sylvia begging him to leave with a desperate expression.
It was a humiliating scene that she couldn’t have as the Crown Princess. What would Jonathan think if he saw the wife he loved, the wife he wanted to be arrogant and cold to all men but her, who succumbed and succumbed to an outsider because of her, because of what he did? Things were going in the opposite direction to what he had hoped for when he forced Sylvia into her chastity belt.
Eventually, after several hesitations, Sylvia, deciding that she had to get rid of the pain of wearing her chastity belt, began to take off her light-green evening gown herself. Cesare sat on her bed and looked at Sylvia with her single, single smile.
She made up her mind, but at the thought of showing her naked body in front of the man she was with, her hands trembled. Sylvia struggled to unfasten her waist straps from her gown. Her light-green fabric opened from side to side, revealing her milky skin.
Cesare’s eyes widened. Although she had heard rumors, Sylvia’s beauty was beyond imagination. Even her face alone was the pinnacle of beauty, but her figure was more than perfect. Could it be possible to achieve such exquisite curves with such fine and smooth skin?
With her reluctance, Sylvia, slowly opening her gown to the sides, struggled to free her arms. Then her light-green gown fell to the bedroom floor, revealing her half-nude in the dim light of the candlelight.
Sylvia’s half-naked body was so radiant that it stood out even when the surroundings were fairly dim. No, because she was rather dark, she looked even more beautiful and mysterious.
Cesare moved her gaze sadly from the nape of her long, white neck, through her slender shoulders, to her voluptuous breasts. Her breasts were covered in a bra, and a narrow waist was drawn underneath. Below her waist … No panties.
Instead of her, there was a piece of metal that looked like her panties. She’s a chastity belt… Thanks to the stupid Crown Prince and that chastity belt, she came to see such an amazing sight. Cesare was really satisfied.
Meanwhile, when Sylvia realized her Cesare’s gaze had landed on her chastity belt, she let out a moan and turned her head away. A single tear flowed from her tightly closed eyes. She was truly shamed to death. She was more beautiful and chaste than anyone else.
Her voluptuous ass couldn’t be covered even with her chastity, and her slim legs stretched out from under her ass. Taking her time and slowly appreciating Sylvia’s half-naked body, Cesare nodded her head in satisfaction. She had eaten so many women over the years, but it was her first time meeting such a beautiful woman. Helena’s naked body she saw during the day was also her exquisite beauty, but in its voluptuousness, the exquisiteness of its curves, and its softness, it was not as good as her Sylvia’s.
Having finished watching him, Cesare gave another strong command.
“Take off your bra too!”
“Yes? That, that’s…”
“Hurry!”
Her Cesare forcefully forced Sylvia to put her hands behind her back as she lowered her head. Because she had already shown everything she had to show, and she had nothing to hesitate about. The hooks of her bra came undone, and it fell down her arms, exposing her round breasts. At last, the flexible curves of her voluptuous yet slender body caught her eye. Although his chastity belt was still annoying…
Sylvia was trembling with her head turned to the left. Her severe shame and embarrassment came like a tidal wave of her. Her appearance was like a new bride on her first night.
Cesare stood up from her seat slowly, and she walked towards Sylvia with quiet steps. How natural he was, she said that Sylvia
“Ah!”
She was already in Cesare’s arms when she let out a moan and opened her eyes wide. As he hugged her tightly and caressed her back, a strange sense of helplessness enveloped her Sylvia’s body. She felt a drowsiness, as if submerged in her warm water, and her whole body was drained of strength.
Is it an unavoidable weakness? It was so nice to be in her man’s arms, so warm, comfortable, and dependable. All the sorrows she had ever felt – the distrust of her husband, the discomfort of the chastity belt, the shame of having to take off her foreign man – all melted away at once, and her body seemed to float in the air, her mind floating in a dream. It was hazy like dreaming.
As her Cesare hand brushed her waist, a galvanic thrill made Sylvia groan as she twisted her body involuntarily, and as he squeezed her hips lightly, her back straightened. As she landed and sat down again, her thick pleasure ran through her capillaries.
Cesare was free to flirt with Sylvia’s beautiful body, which she could hardly resist. As he hugged her Sylvia around her neck and gave her a deep kiss and let go, she clapped cutely with her wet lips.
“Ah, everything, you… You can’t do this…”
Sylvia, realizing that the man who was molesting her was not her husband only after having been messing with her for a long time, tried to get out of her man’s arms, but she was too weak to deal with her strong man. It was feeble. Moreover, even that feeble resistance dissipated as Cesare gently gripped her breasts and twisted them exquisitely.
“Ah! Haa…”
Sylvia let out a hot nasal sound while her naked body trembled. Is it innate lewdness? Or is it because of her body that she has already been tamed by her man? Either way, Sylvia was already being pushed into her abyss by her rising sense of pleasure.
“Ah… That, stop, stop… Ah, please…”
In her bedroom, her cerebral and sweet nasal voice continued uninterrupted. As if he had been eating her many women, his hands exquisitely attacked her erogenous zones, and every time he stroked her and slept, Sylvia twisted her body unconsciously and let her nasal passage flow.
Her slick legs twitched and trembled as they snapped into place in an instant. A clear liquid of love flowed down her white thighs.
