Chapter 51 – Cry
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But Sophia couldn’t bear to move on. It is just hesitating in front of it. Carl waited patiently for Sophia. Sophia looks up at her knife. “I don’t know what to do. How to do?”
Carl burst into laughter. It was because Sophia’s innocent question brought quite a good resonance. There must still be fools in the world who yearn for the saintess Sophia. It’s unfortunate.
Saint Sophia Gracia, who must have been the first love of many of her men, now with her limbs cut off, asks how she should suck a cock. The sense of immorality made Carl feel a deep sense of fulfillment.
“Open her mouth first.”
Sophia’s mouth opened slightly. She pondered for a moment, then saw Sophia open her mouth wider, her sword shaking her cock slightly. Her “Stick her head out and bite her glans. Slowly, like kissing her.” Sophia’s face approaches. Carl playfully slapped Sophia’s cheek with her cock. Tuk-tuk.
“Karl, stay still. It’s uncomfortable.”
Sophia drew air into her mouth and puffed out her cheeks a little. Carl patted Sofia on the cheek with his cock, letting her air out. “Okay. Okay.” She held her cock still as if Carl couldn’t win.
“Instead, I want to suck your cock. Please give me a cock- say it.”
Sophia let out her sigh. “How come you and a man like this… ” Sophia’s saliva was swallowed. In front of her eyes, the glans of the knife was pushed out. “Karl’s… Please give me your cock.”
The tip of her glans felt like lips. Sophia brought her face and pressed her lips to the lip of her glans. Then she slowly opened her mouth and bit the glans of her knife completely. “Do not touch your teeth. That’s right. Be careful and slow down.”
A musty smell wafted up. The smell of cock, or what should be called the smell of semen, came from the mouth or from the tip of the nose. “Roll your tongue.” At this moment, Sophia was no different from a meek slave following Carl’s orders. The ‘role play’ she was asking for was also the kind of thing that Carl had been asking for, so she decided to hang out just this time.
Of course, we don’t know yet if this role play will end this time.
As Sophia fully absorbed her glans, the knife slowly began to slide into her lower back. “Drop your tongue down and wrap it around the incoming pillar.” Halfway through Carl’s cock, his throat choked. Sophia felt her tears welling up and looked up at her knife. Carl was wearing a sinister smile. It was a satisfied face. Sophia’s gaze fell again. Carl’s prick hair and abs obscured her vision.
“Is it still too early to put it all the way in? For now, suck it over and over until here.”
Sophia’s head began to slowly reciprocate back and forth. She rolled her tongue at Carl’s command, smearing her saliva on her cock. Her tongue teased her as if she was rolling her sweet candy in her mouth, but what she was actually biting into was her man’s cock. It was her peeing glans. It was a cock stuck in her pussy.
Sophia’s tongue-lashing wasn’t great even for empty words. However, clumsy people are just as obscene as they are clumsy. The occasional brushing of her teeth was irritating, and she couldn’t possibly feel anything like a super-pleasant feeling since she’s not a slut who’s sucked several cocks, but it was enough that Sophia was pretending to try. .
Pong.
There was a clear sound as he pulled her cock out of Sophia’s mouth. She was a little funny So she laughed, and Sophia laughed along with her bewildered face. Sick year.
A mixture of her juices and saliva flowed from Sophia’s mouth. Her smirk reminded her of her pet dog, her panting as she stared at him with a ‘Did I do a good job?’ Her sword reached out and stroked her Sophia’s hair. She looked up to see what Sophia was holding in her knife’s hand, and even that reminded her of her dog, a smile spreading across her knife’s mouth.
“Good job, my saintess.”
“Really, what are you doing? Mood… Did you like it?”
Sophia had a blank face. It was her first time doing it, so she wasn’t sure she was good at it. On the one hand, her self-doubt also creeped up.
I think I’ve heard the word fellatio before. The act of a woman caressing a man’s genitals with her lips. It seems that the courtesan she saved during her adventure told her that if she ever found a man she liked, she would do it then. It’s just that prostitutes or sluts do it, so I see a prostitute who whispers that she should not let the other person know about it, and says, ‘Sexually depraved person. You have to repent.’ She remembers thinking that way.
Has Sophia, who lovingly caressed Karl Leben’s genitals with her lips, become a prostitute now?
Did Carl Leben, who wanted Sophia caress her own genitals with her lips, consider her sophia her prostitute?
Sophia just waited for Carl’s words. If she likes knives, then she’s good too. If she hates knives, she hates hers too. That was her end.
“Answer me, okay?”
“Of course. Anything is always good with Sofia.”
“Thank god… “
“Sophia. How did you feel?”
But a man named Carl Leben always digs a step further. As always, he was one step ahead. As if looking into her Sophia’s head, he poked at the truth she had been ignoring. Carl asked as her tongue and her lips rubbed her carefully caressed cock against Sophia’s face. Sophia’s cheeks, her cheeks, her lips, her eyelids were dotted with pre-cum leaking from Carl’s cock.
“Huh? I mean the feeling. How did you feel sucking my cock with your lips?”
“That, Carl, I… “
“Didn’t you feel like a slave? I mean sex slave This is what slaves do.”
“You’re talking too much, Carl. It’s like I’m a slave… “
“Eh. Sophia. Because it’s a role play. Tune in a little bit huh? I can’t really think of you as a slave.”
“Right? Is that so?”
“So Sophia. Please answer me. How did you feel?”
Sophia hesitated and evaded her answer. Sophia’s pupils turned to her side. It’s a feeling. I don’t know what you’re talking about. It just seemed like he was saying that. It’s not a knife that you can just watch like that.
“I’m asking about how you feel about biting my cock with lips praising the goddess, Sophia.”
Carl’s hand caresses Sophia’s chest. She ran her fingers through Sofia’s nipples and caressed them. Her Sophia’s body flinched. I feel naughty. Carl’s whispers thump thump thump as they approach.
“With your lips reading the Bible in front of people, you’re asking about how I kissed cocks that were fucking women.”
“Why do you say that Carl… I am… “
“Like a prostitute. Like a sex slave. Huh? I mean on stage. Someone might be watching.”
“I heard no one, no one.”
Carl’s finger suddenly went down. Sophia thought her heart stopped. Suddenly, the opening of her cunt opened, fingers digging wildly around Sophia’s vagina. Even after two or three turns, Sophia couldn’t control herself. Her erogenous zones were exactly stimulated.
“Look at this. Even though they are being treated like slaves on stage, they are so excited that they wet their lower legs.”
“That, that’s it.”
“Sophia is a lustful bitch.”
“It’s different, this one.”
“It’s shallow.”
“Laugh.”
The fingers that had stirred her Sophia’s vagina dug into her Sophia’s mouth. Sophia forcibly tasted her own sex juice. Her Sophia’s tongue stuck to Carl’s finger as she remembered what she had just done, and tried to caress it round and round, and Carl laughed and scorned such Sophia.
“She is cheap. You. Come to think of it, it’s even questionable whether the maiden disappeared in the last incident. Couldn’t she have never been a virgin? Huh? Sophia. You brought in a man as a part of it just to hide the fact that you don’t have a virgin. What do you think about it?”
“Oops, oops.”
“For example. It might have been an orgy with the paladins who served as escorts since childhood. Oops, sorry to the paladins waiting in line. Because I only have one hole. If you don’t mind, I’ll do it with my mouth. It might have replaced the hymn with groaning and gasping breath.”
“It’s blasphemy, Carl!”
“You? Who was it that sucked my cock with those god-singing lips? Aren’t you a saintess?”
“Too much, too much, Carl. Knowing what Goddess means to me… !”
Sophia finally started to cry. The selling of the knife made Sophia unbearably difficult. Especially when she was being reviled for the last time she had been raped, Sophia felt like she would go mad at her chagrin. She was terribly saddened that she had to listen to Carl’s taunts and ridicule because it was not enough that her virgin, whom she had left as a token of her love, was taken away by an unknown person.
Although the rapist’s cock felt like Carl’s, Sophia put her thoughts on that part aside for the moment. Carl wasn’t really crazy, and he couldn’t say anything to Sophia after he raped her.
Sophia pleaded with her tears. With her weeping voice and dripping tears.
“Don’t bother me too much, Carl. Love me karl I might cry.”
“Cry, bitch.”
“Carl… “
Carl lifted Sophia up. She hugged Sophia and patted her on the back. “Cry, Sophia. Cry.” Sophia began to cry little by little, and soon she began to cry, as if exploding all the sorrow she had stored inside. “It’s not me, it wasn’t because I really wanted to be violated. Carl keeps talking like I did… !”
I’m unfair, I’m tired, I’m sick, I’m suffering. Sophia’s cry contained those things. Carl hugged Sophia and patted her softly, then brought his cock into Sophia’s cunt. Still Sophia hadn’t stopped her weeping.
Whip, Carl, so I. Uh? What are you doing?
“Uh. Are you okay. Keep crying.”
“Knife? Laugh, hehe!”
Carl thrust the glans into Sophia’s cunt, then plunged Sofia down and bounced her back. Sophia felt a piercing sensation all over her body. An electric current ran thrillingly through her from head to toe.
“Sophia. You have no arms or legs. Right?”
“Uh, heh, ugh”
“That’s why you have to do it with a smile.”
“Karl, okay, wait a minute. Wait, wait… “
It was sex that had nothing to do with Sophia’s doctor.
