Chapter 4 – #2 a Little Erotic Hero (Rape Delusional Masturbation) (1)
Inside the messy and old lobby of the adventurer’s guild, it was now so devastated that it was impossible to see its usual appearance.
Tables horribly scattered here and there, chairs whose original shape is difficult to recognize because they have been thoroughly broken.
Broken floors, broken lamps…
Still, it was fortunate that only the men who had been arguing with Emilia were injured, and that there were no other casualties.
Even while “Educating” The men, I was careful not to harm others.
And most of all, those who have already known the ferocity of her 『Platinum』 From a long time ago,
It is also thanks to the fact that most of them ran away when the commotion grew moderately.
There were also adventurers who were still newcomers, so they didn’t know what to do, crouched in the corner and watched them trembling…
I was careful not to get grenades there, so there shouldn’t be a problem.
Ah… Ah…
Ugh… Nice…
In the messy lobby, bloody and tattered men roll around like garbage.
Those who barely let go of their moans, those who seem to be in a state of confusion in many ways.
If you’ve been treated this badly, you’ll never think of ignoring anything again.
“… Huh.”
Emilia took out several potions from the pouch she kept on her body,
The number of people she defeated was lined up on the only intact table.
Then he turned around and left the Adventurer’s Guild without any regrets.
The only thing left behind is the sound of breathless moaning and the lobby that has become a mess.
* * *
After simply completing the rest of the work and purchasing a new potion from the adventurer’s guild and filling it up, it was already time for the sun to set.
It’s been a while since I’ve just completed the big task of exterminating the dragon, so there’s nothing to do right away.
Since she had nothing else to do, Emilia returned to her lodgings, saying that she would have to rest early today.
Emilia’s house is one of the multi-family buildings located in the back alley.
Originally used as an inn, one room in the building was rented for long-term stay.
With Emilia’s income, it would be possible to buy a separate small house, but she did not feel the need to do so.
… Perhaps, it was to ensure that he could leave without any regrets at any time should something happen.
I don’t think I didn’t have that thought when I decided on a place to stay.
“Whoa… It’s home~ It’s home…”
While muttering to herself, Emilia took off her thick hood and mask, threw them away, and lit the magic tool lamp.
A brightly lit house. It can’t be said to be spacious by any means, but the room feels cozy and has everything you need.
However, there was also a bleak feeling, where there was nothing other than what was necessary.
Since Emilia was the daughter of a count, when she was young, she lived in a mansion with high ceilings and spacious rooms lined up casually.
Looking back now, it was a very luxurious life.
I never went hungry, and I saw useless luxuries and interior decorations here and there in the room.
However, since my father and mother are not the type to enjoy extravagance due to their personalities, it can be seen that compared to other nobles, even that was small.
‘… Father… Mother…’
Thoughts followed, and a strange impression and longing came over me.
Is it because I had that nightmare in the morning?
Reminds me of the two of you today.
My father, who was cool and strong and worthy of respect, and my mother, who was intelligent, gentle, and sometimes more stubborn and upright than anyone else.
… And, what happened on that day when I broke up with those two.
My father was strangled to death in a gruesome manner,
To a man whose mother is unknown… Being humiliated and defiled by accepting the things of that filthy male…
Pounding… !
“Ugh…”
Emilia let go of her sudden moan, and she hugged herself and staggered into her room.
She sat down on the bed, then she burrowed into the blanket like a child and hugged her tightly and covered her body.
――It’s a start again.
――If I just remember what happened that day…
It shouldn’t be like this, it shouldn’t be like this, even if you tell yourself, it’s useless.
What comes to mind is, in memory… The look of the man who violated his mother.
That stocky physique, the mean face, the shape of the face and the color of the skin… These things come to mind one after another as you can see,
After all, it’s all about one thing… It is pushed away as if it is covered by the appearance of the man’s genitals.
The man’s genitals that I happened to see.
With a vicious figure, colorful, and wet with mother’s bodily fluids… That meat stick.
Under the flickering light of the lamp, I recall the object that I was straining my tendons as if I was very angry.
The figure of my mother who was stabbed by the object and moaned like a whore in joy…
Knocking, Knocking, Knocking, Knocking…
“… !”
Trying to calm him down somehow, I held onto the blanket even tighter.
But to no avail.
Emilia already knew from her repeated experiences that a body once set on fire would not sink if it stayed still, and that she would eventually become unbearable if left alone anyway.
It’s really a shameful thing.
Every time she remembered what happened back then, that man’s genitals, Emilia would go into heat.
The great shock she received at the time must have been engraved into the depths of her young Emilia as a twisted sexual desire…
Even if I know it’s embarrassing, and even if I know that I shouldn’t do this as the daughter of Count Edenbertz, a family of honorable warriors… I can’t stand it.
‘Father… Mother… Sorry… Sorry…’
Hate is not forgotten.
But… Just for now, just for a moment…
Jumulluck… Rub… Rub…
“Eww… Yes…”
Emilia, curled up in her blanket, rubbed her thighs and rubbed her own voluptuous breasts over her clothes.
Really great elasticity even to think of yourself. Her heavy flesh can be felt through her clothes.
The cotton cloth wrapped around her chest to contain her shaking is cramped.
Thinking so, Emilia twitched as she did, taking off her pants and her top, and untied the cloth covering her breasts.
Fluttering, and
Her breasts, like a tantalizing fruit that had been suppressed and finally released, jumped out as if bouncing.
‘Ah… Rather than my mother… It’s small… Still heavy…’
‘… Mother’s breasts… What was it like…’
After her suckling, I would hardly have touched her.
In addition, it is still difficult to recall the weight of her breasts, the feel of her breasts over her corset.
Still, would she have felt this way, would she have been a little heavier or a little softer…
While thinking about her, Emilia rubbed and touched her own breasts.
As if lifting from the bottom up, I did not touch the sensitive nipples right away, but started stroking and stimulating her areolas.
Her crotch was already unbearably hot and itchy, so Emilia rubbed her own thighs against each other, trying to soothe her pussy a little.
She feels the thin silk underwear covering her genitals slowly getting wet with her own liquid…
* * *
Ugh… Hehe…
Yeah… Ha… Oh…
‘Come to think of it, those men… How did it go…’
‘If you’ve suffered that much… I won’t do anything like that again… Hehe…’
As Emilia continued to move her hand to caress her, she absentmindedly recalled her memories of her moments before.
From what she’s seen so far, she doesn’t know how to reflect on herself if she does it in moderation, and there are many cases where she continues to argue with her…
Emilia deliberately imposed her restraints a bit excessively.
Even so, the reason why she left her potion was not simple mercy, but the meaning of 『Eat and leave』.
Since it is a top-notch potion that even heals the defective parts of her body, if she uses it, she may become healthier than before quarreling with Emilia.
If you don’t do that, you’ll get angry and get even more annoying.
I haven’t had a fight like this lately.
Maybe somewhere… They must be from other villages…
‘The hand holding my arm… Big… It was tight…’
‘I’m different…’
No matter how much you train, your body will never get hard or your visible muscles will stick.
Let’s compare the body of the man we saw a while ago, who, despite his shabby appearance, has been trained through various chaos.
I recall the touch of that hand, and the look in my eyes filled with desire.
If she was there, what would have happened if she hadn’t fought back herself.
What would she be like if she was just an ordinary woman, weak and powerless herself.
Could she have been beaten violently?
Being led by that filthy man’s hand, as if you were caressing yourself like this…
Were his hands crawling over this body and fiddling with them?
Did he enjoy this coveted uplift that resembles his mother’s while greedily touching and kneading it?
I wonder if I enjoyed licking these vivid pink teats as if they were delicious and sucking on them like a baby… ?
And, and…
There too… My precious place…
With that manly and dignified thing… With a stick of vicious meat… Did you stab me… ?
“Eww… Ha… Ha… How… Eww…”
Emilia’s hand slid down, brushed her hollow navel, and stroked her lower belly,
Then she rubbed her own clitoris over her panties, stimulating it.
It is thrilling to feel the lining of her silk underwear, rubbing against her own sensitive and precious parts, and it is very pleasant.
My underwear will get wet, but I can’t help it. Because it’s already wet.
Ugh… Whoops… Oops…
“Ha… How…”
Emilia stroked and rubbed her own pussy several times over her underwear, just as she was,
She eventually felt that she was not enough, and she eventually took off those panties as well.
Untie the knot on one of her straps as if hanging beside her, and take it off.
She thrusts her hand into her barely freed pussy, stroking and stimulating.
Each rubbing and touching of her was her own soft labia.
She sweeps up those pretty labia, which are tightly closed as she is a virgin, with her delicate, feminine fingers that are not rough at all even though she is an adventurer.
“Hey hey hey… Yes… Yes… ♡”
It wouldn’t be a different stimulus.
At least that would be enough stimulation.
It felt like something was poking me inside my lower stomach, and it seemed like something creepy was rising up again and again…
