Chapter 145 – #32 Marquis Thearesia Lars, Widow Corruption and Rape (1)
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Dimly.
Faintly, consciousness returns.
I don’t know what’s going on or what the current situation is.
Just like waking up from a long sleep, slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly, consciousness awakens.
‘… Uh… La…’
‘I…’
Thearesia Lars.
The wife of the Marquis of Von Lars, who passed away in an accident, and the mother of a daughter, Charlotte Lars, the current Marquis of Lars.
She must have been on her way to the capital, escorted by knights and soldiers sent from her court by edict from the emperor.
“… Town…”
‘… In the mouth… Something…’
‘Even arms and legs… Something…’
When she woke up, she tried to say something, but there was something like a gag in her mouth, so words couldn’t come out.
Her eyes were covered with an eyepatch, and her body was immobilized as her limbs were restrained as she sat in her soft-bottomed chair.
‘Where is this place?’
‘What happened to me?’
Apparently she was moving to the capital in her carriage.
As she recalls, she must have been on a peaceful journey without any problems.
I remember being relieved that I was going to arrive at the duke’s estate soon.
But from that moment on, as if her fog had settled, she couldn’t really see what had happened.
‘… No.’
‘Memory… I’m doing it.’
‘At that time, the carriage stopped.’
And then someone wearing a hood came inside…
When I recall the memory to the part called.
“You overslept, Mrs. Marquis. Please wake up now.”
Such a voice came from close range.
The voice wasn’t unfamiliar, but the voice alone didn’t immediately remind me of who it was.
I’m sure I’ve heard of it somewhere…
“Eup, up…”
“Okay, I’ll loosen the gag. Can you speak now?”
Well…
After the gag was removed by someone’s hand, Thearesia was able to speak properly.
To Thearesia, the person who had just released her gag greeted her again and spoke to her.
“My name is Count Devro Meln. I had said hello once before.”
“Meln… Count… ?”
Ah.
That’s right, the name.
I had met her husband several times while he was alive.
One day, Count Meln held a grand tea party at his mansion, and the Marquis and Marquis of Lars also participated in the party.
Earl Meln is an aristocrat and an alchemist.
The numerous magic tools he produced and distributed made the lives of both nobles and commoners very rich.
It is not surprising that nobles come from a long way to meet with interest in the count, who has such skills that have produced many such magical tools and even reached mass production.
In addition, Earl Meln made and presented special magic tools that only they could have to the nobles he became close with,
Marquis Lars, who was attending his tea party at the time, said several times that he wanted to be close to him.
His interest in Earl Meln was so great that the originally taciturn Marquis of Lars was so excited.
Unfortunately, perhaps because something didn’t go well, from some point on, her husband didn’t mention Earl Meln anymore, and she never met her.
Even on the day of the banquet at the imperial castle where the Marquis Von Lars died, her husband did not intentionally visit or greet Count Meln.
It was.
I did.
“Count Meln… What is this? I am–“
“You are the wife of the late Marquis of Von Lars, Marquis. I know. … I don’t know if I can call her the Marquis now.”
“… If you know, I hope you don’t disrespect me any more. I demand an explanation of what this is, Count.”
“Please don’t heat up too much, the Marquis. As you said, we will take care of it generously so as not to be rude. I will make sure you never get bored.”
At Count Meln’s answer, which seemed like an alumni answer, Thearesia Lars frowned at her under her eyepatch.
What does this mean?
More than anything else, even though it is called ‘before’, she would not be happy even if she was tore to death a hundred times for committing such disrespect to herself as the wife of the Marquis.
“To explain the situation, I invited the Marquis to my humble mansion and served her. Even the Marquis readily followed her.”
“What are you talking about… I should have been on my way to the capital, to the imperial castle, Count Meln!”
“It’s not like that.
The Marquise came to my estate in good faith,
She got out of her carriage on her own feet, and she thanked me for inviting me and greeted me.
She chatted happily and even ate with me.
The hero and the princess were also there.”
――What the hell are you talking about?
Thearesia Lars, perplexed by the incomprehensible answer.
But what’s even more embarrassing is that
Every time he speaks, that very scene, his memories of that time come to mind.
In fact, Thearesia Lars had done exactly as Count Meln had said.
It is also true that he quietly got off her carriage with his own feet.
It is also true that she had a meal time with him, chatting calmly with him.
And in front of Thearesia, who was having a meal, Earl Meln was waited on by two beautiful ladies…
‘Hwang, nyo… ? Warrior… ?’
‘What is this man saying… !’
“You don’t seem to remember everything yet. Good. There is a lot of time, so you can enjoy it slowly.”
To Thearesia Lars who was taken aback, Earl Meln spoke politely――
But she came closer to her, replying in her tone with a distinct sneer.
That hand reached out to Thearesia Ras and rubbed her breasts over her clothes.
“… ?!”
“Oh, this is…”
Thearesia Lars was not wearing underwear.
That is why the heaviness and softness of the breasts were transmitted through the fabric.
Although Thearesia is the mother of her adult daughter, her body retains the same youth and beauty as in her twenties.
Even her body beneath her clothes, her peek at her restraining her, confirmed her tenderness and slenderness.
Even so, these breasts have the kind of flesh and tenderness that is characteristic of a mature woman with her child, and is even very attractive.
A maturity that is difficult to find in young ladies like Emilia and the princess was evidently present in this body.
Although it was a bit, there were useless flesh and regrettable parts with age, but that part was solved with Mona’s magic and now it has a perfect body without any flaws.
As time goes by, sorcery is added and remodeling is carried out, and the body will become more beautiful and specialized in sex, but for now, it is satisfactory enough.
“Bae, Baekjaak… !! What is this… !!”
Thearesia pursed her mouth in anger and shook her shoulders.
Oh, to be shamed like this!
To think that she, her aristocrat and her marquise, had her body massaged by a man other than her husband… This has never happened, and it shouldn’t happen!
By the way, but… !
“It’s okay, calm down, Marquis. You’ll feel better soon.”
“Shut up, rude and disgraceful thing! An aristocrat is like a monkey in heat——ahhhhh?!”
Although it was Thearesia who had shouted with her anger to the fullest.
But suddenly her hard cry was cut off with her sweet, pitiful sigh.
It was because from her breasts being massaged, her thrilling stimulation suddenly penetrated her entire body.
‘Uh… Eww… ?’
‘Now, what… This… ?’
“Look at this, don’t you feel good? Does it make you feel better?”
Jumulluck… Jumulluck…
Ah… Ah… Ahhh… Oops…
Her vision is obscured by an eye patch, her limbs restrained.
Thearesia, who was forcibly seated in her chair, continued to play with her breasts in the hands of her count.
When her breasts are rubbed in the hands of someone else other than her husband, a heavy shame worthy of a noblewoman torments her.
But more than that, Thearesia’s reason was clouded by the thrill of thrilling pleasure coming from her breasts.
What is this?
How did this happen?
Just by rubbing her breasts.
And that, just by being rubbed like this on her clothes.
Her body starts to react strangely, and her whole body starts burning with the heat of her excitement… !
“Ah, ah… Stop… !”
“Mrs. Marquis of Lars. A noble lady who should be chaste, at least say something pathetic because her breasts were rubbed a little… ? And being rubbed in the hands of someone who wasn’t even her husband…”
“Poem, noisy! You, you are not ashamed of being called an aristocrat―― Ugh, ♥!”
Count Meln pinched the hard bump he felt at the center of it with the hand that had been rubbing his breast over his clothes.
Thearesia, who had managed to hold on to her reason, trembled again with her ungainly screams and pleasure.
Earl Meln licked the lovely widow’s face,
As she was, she layered her lips on those lips and began to kiss her like he was eating them.
“Oops… Oops… ♥!!”
Churup Churup Chuuuuup
Even as her Earl Meln forced her to kiss her, Thearesia’s mouth actively clung to him, accepting her Count’s lips at will.
Thearesia’s body, deeply imbued with several spells of the succubus Mona,
She reacted to Earl Meln and became lecherous, erotic and sensitive beyond her words.
She is neither a hero nor an abnormal princess,
It’s not a pleasure that an aristocratic wife with the body and mind of an ordinary robber can endure… !
