Chapter 172 – 17. Harem Festival.
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Get into the car in the underground parking lot with the sack of Tsunemori.
It’s not the kid I usually drive, it’s a real car. Of course, driving is the responsibility of the ladies-in-waiting.
I threw a tsunemori sack into the widely modified back seat and sat down next to it, and one of the maids closed the door and climbed into the passenger seat.
For your information, the ladies-in-waiting who participated in the abduction are old (?) Guys, and they are the ones with 100 Loyalty. There is absolutely no possibility of betrayal.
“I’ll take you straight to the palace.”
“Yes.”
Soon the vehicle moved smoothly.
About 10 minutes to Harem Palace. I’m bored. Are you touching Tsunemori in the meantime? Whether she’s legs or pussy.
Or a short time?
“Okay. Let’s take off the legs first.”
I started to search for the leg, groping for the still struggling Tsunemori sack.
I touched something soft in the middle, but judging by the soft touch her, it seems to be her her breasts her. I’ll have to touch you later.
Profit.
I found the leg part and zipped it up from the bottom.
The hilt split left and right, revealing Tsunemori’s bare skin.
And,
Peruk – !
A kick came straight at me.
Of course the damage is 0.
“Oh, it’s refreshing.”
It’s good for healthy women to eat…
“Eup!! Ugh!!”
Oh too much fluttering…
In this case, it would be better to do it once in a short time.
Come on, spread your legs!
Whoops!
Grabbing her ankles violently and spreading them from side to side, ah. An obscene aura creeps up.
When I think of the wriggling sack, the beauty that must not have been distorted, and the chest that is shaking wildly, it springs up.
“We’ll be there soon, so let’s keep it short.”
I lowered my pants and underwear and got between Tsunemori’s legs and hers.
The closer I got, the more I resisted, and when my cock touched it, it squirmed so hard that the car body shook.
Well, I’m a normal person, so I can’t do anything.
“Give up.”
While humming, he pulled Tsunemori’s panties to the side of her and rubbed his stiff penis with her with the glans.
As always, this moment is the most anticipated and enjoyable time.
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about being too short. I’m good at controlling it. I can cum long enough.”
“Ugh!”
A scream that seemed to be mixed with tears flowed from inside the sack, but I ignored it.
Originally, garbage doesn’t care about that.
“Come on! Let’s go!”
Tsuuk.
The glans went in with a bang, and when I applied force, the root was firmly planted.
Then, the pussy tightened up with a lot of tension, and it was really excellent.
“Huh!!”
Ah…Tsunemori’s face is drawn…He must be shedding tears…
Squeak… Squeak…
Try to move slowly.
Dick digs and explores caves.
“Good~. Let’s see our announcer’s face.”
I unzipped the zipper on the face.
Then, her face filled with water appeared.
His neat bobbed hair is scattered all over the place, and a few strands of sweat are sticking to his forehead.
In addition, as expected, tears are formed in the sharp eyes of his, stimulating the man’s protective instinct and sadism.
The duct tape attached to the mouth his is a bonus. Something criminal… No, it’s a crime. Anyway, I have to say that it gives off that kind of feeling and tastes better. It’s my taste.
Jjoook.
He grabbed his struggling hands his, raised them above his head his, and kissed his forehead his.
Ah. Closing my eyes tight and crying, I feel like I’m going to explode my dick. Let’s hurry up
Hard stitching against Tsunemori, whose face and legs were only exposed.
She enjoyed the taste of the haughty announcer as he shook her waist without mercy.
“Master. I’m due to arrive in five minutes.”
“Oki. Okay.”
Our ladies-in-waiting were not moved by the sight of a woman being kidnapped and raped against her will.
Later, when there are tens of thousands of these kids, then they will be able to wield real omnipotent power, right? Still the same though.
“I’m going to make him into a drip tray as soon as we go, so tell him to get it ready.”
“All right.”
Tsunemori seems to be in despair, leaving her legs wide open, with only her tears flowing.
Do you give up more easily than you thought? Are you promising the future?
If that’s the case, try hard. It may be meaningless, but a challenge (?) Is a beautiful thing (?).
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Swoop.
“We have arrived. Master.”
“Yeah. I just got it too.”
I did it quickly and got it twice.
Are you premature?
Yes. Nope.
Jiik.
She stuffed her hot legs and face back into the bag and zipped it up.
You can just go like this, but there are so many people during the event. It’s kind of like taking a girl covered in cum in public in a situation like this. No matter what country
“I prepared it in the Cham Education Room.”
When I got out of the car, the lady-in-waiting who was driving naturally came next to me and told me.
And behind me was a maid carrying a tsunemori bag and her guitar.
“Let’s go.”
I entered the palace looking at the place where the performance was in full swing.
My pretty girls greeted me with a wide smile.
“You’re back, Master.”
“Welcome, Master.”
Most of them are in suits, but there are also women who are specially cosplaying. They dress like that because they think it suits them better and makes them look ugly, and when they want to embrace them, they wear them while they are still dressed.
Walk down the hallway to the ‘True Education’ room.
Everyone knows what true education is here, so I won’t explain.
When you enter, you can see several beds, many adult instruments, and some torture instruments in a spacious space, but there is no torture instrument that is terribly brutal. It’s because of sexual desire, but you can’t just cut flesh or use a whip that actually makes flesh splatter.
There are only kind (?) Things, so don’t worry.
Took.
The maid who entered her room with me locked her door and set her tsunemori sack on the floor.
The sack wriggled slightly.
“Prepare.”
“Yes.”
While she took out the tsunemori, I lit the furnace and heated the iron.
Huh? Didn’t I say there were only kind things?
Right. There are only kind things. This isn’t a torture device, it’s a ‘dojang’. I’ll take one shot and I’ll be done. It hurts a little too much, but…
Chunk.
Chunk.
Before he knew it, Tsunemori was left standing automatically with his arms bound to his chains hanging from his ceiling.
It often appears in Japanese porn.
The blue tape around her mouth her, the blouse that came loose, and the semen-stained formal skirt and thighs her are very cheesy.
I went over to her and roughly removed the tape from her.
“Aagh!!”
Her head jerked her, and then she came back to spit on me.
“Humans!”
Oh, it’s thick.
The lady-in-waiting came and wiped her saliva with a tissue.
“That’s right. I’m trash at the bottom of my life. In that sense, I’ll give you a new experience. Oh, that’s right. The pussy was delicious. I’ll write a lot in the future.”
As if he couldn’t even say a word, he gritted his teeth and glared at him.
Her gift to her like that ~
I brought a red-hot iron.
“…”
Look at me like a madman
“Don’t look at it that way. I’m only going to do it once and be done with it. I’m doing it to commemorate you being my cum dripper.”
“Crazy… Bastard…!!”
She lifts her free foot and kicks me in the stomach.
But still zero damage.
I’m sorry, but your attack doesn’t reach me.
“I’m holding it.”
“Yes.”
She handed her paint to the lady-in-waiting and squeezed Tsunemori’s blouse.
The back of her hand felt the touch of her soft breasts her.
“Oh. My breasts are big…”
When I touched it, it was superb!
Great. Let’s get Tsunemori tattooed on her upper chest on her.
Tuduk!
As she ripped off her blouse from side to side, Tsunemori bit her lip as she trembled.
I loosely loosened the bra of the exposed breasts and checked the soft breasts.
Even the shape of a large water droplet and its tip are truly beautiful.
“Give me this.”
She was given her paint by the lady-in-waiting.
She went behind Tsunemori and grabbed Tsunemori’s body her tightly.
“I don’t like it…”
Deliberately bringing the paint close to her face her, Tsunemori took her fright and turned her head away.
At first glance, her eyes her closed look cute.
“Wow…I can feel the heat here too…”
Slowly…
Take her slowly.
“I-get it away! I hate it!!”
As if I was afraid of her bright red iron her, she kicked me and made a fuss over her.
But the fireman moved on.
May it reach you (your breasts)…
“Come on! Cum dripping certification!”
Chi profit!!
“Quaaaaa!”
A terrible scream erupted, and the veins stood red on the nape of Tsunemori’s neck in her.
And around the surface touched by the fire, the flesh cooked and gave off a distinctive smell.
“It’s tea.”
Seconds.
It was a short time, but in those few seconds, Tsunemori dropped her face, sweat pouring from her whole body.
Haha…”
‘Jim Drain’ was engraved on her chest with blood and fire.
