How to Live With a Broken Saint 39

Chapter 39 – Warning

It was dizzy.

My back tingled as I fell on the cold bathroom floor. My body was getting colder because of the gradually cooling bath water.

Was in an unpleasant state. No matter how clean the floor was, he did not lie down anywhere like an animal. He had no interest in letting bath water drip from his wet head and body. I had to get up immediately, dry myself with a soft towel, and wrap myself in a soft bathrobe. Because that was an action close to Isabella’s rule.

But now, Isabella lies on the cold bathroom floor and looks up at her ceiling, letting her wet body cool off.

Body shakes The warmth given by her small body, which cannot wrap itself around her own body, is not enough to warm her body. But she leaves Isabella alone.

Siana’s body and her movements dulled all senses except for her. The cold floor and the body temperature that was gradually cooling were gradually getting worse.

As if she had been anesthetized, her entire body became numb, and the only thing she could feel was Siana’s body movements.

“…”

The sound of Siana’s words hit my ears. No, is that the sound she made? It sounded like a mumble. Isabella saw Cianna’s expression on her face, but she couldn’t read it properly.

Isabella closed her eyes. She felt the shiana running against her body.

Her gestures were alluring. It was what Isabella had planted in her mind, with her violence, fear, and abuse, while staying with her. If it were her usual, she would have accepted her, satisfied with her skillful touch of her Siana and her way of handling her body.

I couldn’t now

Now, her seductive gesture felt desperate. Her guilt, self-loathing, and obsessive fear of severing the relationship. Loneliness, a loneliness that no one who has lived a normal life can understand.

And in order to forget all the above feelings, a body that longs for pleasure in order to find peace even for a moment.

It came like a desperate movement, as if she was trying to put her body on a reef rising from the open sea.

Even though the reef was the main cause of the wreck in the first place.

The numb feeling returned little by little. I could hear Siana’s shortened and rough breathing in my ears. Her belly and chest were warm in contrast to her cold back and legs, and each breath tickled Isabella’s neck as Ciana exhaled.

Normally, Isabella would have felt pleasure from Cianna’s flushed face and disturbed breath, but she couldn’t do that now. Because of the words that Sianna had conveyed to herself, she put her leash on herself with her pathetic look.

-Don’t throw me away.

Isabella snapped and gnashed her teeth. It was all because of Siana’s cubic crystal. It was her Shiana and her fault that she couldn’t enjoy her now, her complete submissiveness to her Sianna, and her inability to fully rejoice that he had made her completely his own. On the topic of wormy slavery.

– I won’t leave you either.

Don’t you leave? On the subject of a vulgar slut, you are saying, “Don’t leave someone.” That I gave you a chance What’s that bitch who doesn’t know the subject talking about? Had to be punished A beast that doesn’t even know how to handle it with a rod.

Isabella met Ciana’s and her eyes. Siana did not avoid it. No, she was right that she couldn’t avoid it because she was gasping for pleasure. As she got closer and closer to her pleasure, her eyes opened, and the empty pupils beneath them reflected Isabella.

– Throw it away, but don’t.

An unknown voice rings in my head. Isabella feels sick to her stomach. I felt dizzy and vomited for a moment and then it disappeared. As the momentary nausea subsides, anger and urge take over.

On the verge of her pleasure, Isabella forcefully grabs and overturns Cianna’s panting body. She rolls halfway and hits the floor of her bathroom, hitting her body against clutter. She gets hit hard enough to bruise later, but doesn’t care now.

Shiana’s rage rises as she sees her doubts in her eyes. Dirty slave, if you can’t spread her legs even for a day, you’re a horny bitch who won’t leave you? It was clear that Cyana had gone mad. She said this time she had to change her habit.

Isabella puts her hand between her ciana’s legs. Unlike before, the hand toward her lower abdomen is soft and not caught in a single hair.

Isabella feels her relief and anger at the same time. It was clear that Cianna had her hair done as she commanded. Cianna was in her control, and she will continue to live a life of submissiveness. On such a subject, she’s making an arrogant noise that she won’t leave.

Jjak-jjak-jjak-jjak-

“Oh… Whew… ♥”

A soggy sound fills her bathroom as Isabella’s fingertips violently caress her Sianna’s lower abdomen. As if she had never done that, Shiana stared at her Isabella with her eyes that were untied again and exhaled her hot breath.

Seeing Cianna lose her senses and indulge in the pleasure of ramming, Isabella becomes intoxicated by her conquest. She was just a toy woman. It was clear that she had forgotten her place because she had been so insistent that she was different from the other slaves. Okay. Otherwise it can’t be explained It was a problem that would be solved if she imprinted her place again in the future.

Clatter clatter clatter-

As Isabella reasserts her dominance, her touch turns violent. But Siana rather welcomes it. She, too, has crossed the line beyond which she can no longer return, and her violent caresses only bring greater pleasure.

“Ah, ah♥ ah, hee hee, ah.”

She continues to spit out monotonous sounds that she can’t communicate, pulling Isabella’s body even further, and her violent touch as she pours her clings as if to fill her inner loneliness. The smell of her flesh, which she once hated to the point of being fishy and repulsive, pushed it deep into her lungs.

Now, Isabella is Siana’s everything. She has no other options for her.

The moment when Isabella’s fingertips felt strong pressure, and at the same time, Siana’s lower body trembled as if going through convulsions.

“Huh ♥♥”

Cianna ejects her tide with her groans, and Isabella pulls her trembling hands away from her body.

“Ha… ♥ Ha… ♥”

She looks down at Cianna, unable to get out of her lingering pleasure and her lingering languor. Looking down displeasedly at her hand stained with her cyan’s love juice, she suddenly sees her cyan’s collar, the buckle to be exact, sparkling in her field of vision.

Isabella impulsively places her hands on Cianna’s delicate neck. The feel of the leather at the tip of her hand is vivid.

– I won’t leave you either.

Isabella strikes her cold snort and strains Cianna’s neck as she looks up at him with her glazed eyes. Strongly.

The same prostitute subject as Becky, everyone changes the same the moment they taste pleasure anyway.

“… What do you mean by abandoning me, don’t pretend to care about me.”

“Flaw… Ugh… “

The fog in Sianna’s eyes gradually dissipates, and little by little, fear sets in, but Isabella doesn’t notice and increases the grip in her hand.

“Ouch… Heo-eok… “

It is only after her Sianna’s weak hand begins to struggle to shake off her Isabella’s, that Isabella notices her own behavior and hastily moves away from her Sianna.

“Huh, uhhh… , Ugh…”

Sianna, not yet fully grasping the situation, hangs her neck with her eyes mixed with her haze and dizziness. Isabella also looks at Cianna with her sharp eyes and she slowly realizes what has happened.

A weakness she didn’t think she had, a weakness she didn’t want to admit.

She is aware of the fact that she just showed her pitiful appearance to her Sianna.

“… Okay, are you okay?”

Isabella is taken aback by Sianna’s first words. Fortunately for her, Cianna, who was staring at her ceiling and holding her breath, doesn’t notice Isabella’s reaction to her.

“I, what am I good at… You couldn’t… ?”

Speaking in a hoarse voice, she couldn’t help but look at Cianna, who was somehow trying to make eye contact with her Isabella. Isabella forces her eyes to meet her and tries to find her words to say to her. How should she get out of this situation.

Isabella hastily succeeds in finding an excuse for her. Her expression instantly regains her composure. She steps up to Sianna’s feet with a cold, impassive face.

“Don’t get me wrong.”

Isabella looks down at Cianna’s mangled body, with a sneer on her face. There was no reason for her bathing, so she again found her sweaty and phlegmatic body, her face a mess of her own saliva, and Isabella’s handprints on her neck.

She recalls that she is a pathetic figure. How she actually thinks of her partner gives strength to her tone.

“The subject of a vulgar slut, ask someone not to abandon you, never leave someone-“

For a moment, I feel her voice almost crack. Hopefully Cianna didn’t notice it, Isabella gently bends her leg and puts the end of her leash around her finger,

“… You are mine, Siana. You are my property, my toy and my slave. Do you understand?”

Isabella pulls the strings on her ciana slightly. With a slight shriek, she turns back her Sianna’s head.

“Don’t go overboard. Don’t let her change her mind that I will have you. It’s just a warning.”

Even if she thought of it herself, it was an unconvincing excuse, but it didn’t matter. After all, Shiana wouldn’t even think of running away.

Then it happened. She was not supposed to show weakness to her opponent in any way.

Isabella got up from her seat and wiped her with a towel before she hurried out of her bathroom. She did not get up from the floor, her slave, until Isabella closed her bathroom door with Cianna lying on her floor behind her.