Chapter 39 – 38. Ira Icicle Has a Plan.
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“Muuuuu…”
“…”
I mean, dogs… Barking.
Annihilate a beast? No, no.
A beastman resembles a beast’s ears, tail, and some characteristics, but even its cry is not the same.
Then the real Adele is pretending to be a dog.
If it’s a reason to drool in front of me…
There’s only one
“Oooh… Bruise…”
Adele’s gaze, which had been carefully looking up at me, dropped little by little.
As I look down without saying a word,
He must have thought he hadn’t noticed the intent of this embarrassing play.
“Bruise…”
Wouldn’t it be more difficult to know?
“Oh…”
Even an idiot can notice if he even plays like that in the bathroom, then carefully comes to my room and barks strangely.
I couldn’t forget the memory of being eaten like a dog, so I secretly came to this room.
Instead of saying that I understood correctly, I pulled Adele this way.
“Ah, hey, uh… Woof…! Woof…!”
Adele came to me in heat, unable to forget the taste of my cock.
I just raised my Stamina stat to 15.
We needed each other right now.
Adele would want to be a pet dog that howls and can’t resist while forcibly thumping deep below the navel.
Because I want to see how vicious my alter ego has become.
-Tumble…
Adele’s body, half-draped outside, came completely into my room.
Even though it was pulled by force, there was no resistance.
As if I was expecting you to do this.
Only then did Adele’s face light up as she carefully bowed down.
Thump on the back. As the door closed and only the two of us were isolated, facing each other closely in the room, Adele smiled prettily.
“Lord, master…”
The words that Adele once put down her pride and hesitantly spat out to me.
As if it were natural now, the sweet words leaked out of Adele’s mouth, knowing that I was a slave, but lightly ignoring the difference in social status.
Really… I can’t stand it.
Stamina stat, is this a stat that makes you move according to your dick instead of reason…?
The penis, which had been coolly expelled and saggy until just now, wriggles under the panties and gathers strength.
Until a heavy shadow formed horizontally over the panties.
“Hey.”
“Yes, Master…”
“It’s work time, isn’t it?”
“That’s right… Patrol, we have to turn around…”
Sigh…
A convex, soft mass of flesh sprouted on top of the jet-black bodysuit.
As I wrap my hand around one of them, Adele takes a step back.
It was a deliberate, rather instinctive movement.
I took two steps toward Adele, who had run away, and violently grabbed her breasts.
“I’m sorry…”
The thin bodysuit stretched flexibly as my fingers dug into it.
Even if it was the form of forcibly squeezing the breasts of the owner of the suit, there was nothing to stop me.
It wasn’t long before she grabbed her waterdrop-shaped breasts and aroused her sexual desire.
Sliding my fingers, I set out to find Adele’s sensitive spot.
Adele quietly closed her eyes and bit her finger.
Adele immediately shrugged as my fingers touched the jelly-like bumps instead of smooth skin.
“Hick…”
Even if the tip of the index finger only slightly scratched the nipple, this is the reaction.
I’m curious. How hot Adele knocked on my door.
“Whoop…! Whoop! Whoop!”
Gently clamp your breasts with two fingers, then flick the nipples with your index and middle fingers.
Tok.
“Oops!”
Tok.
“I’m sorry…!”
When your breasts flutter and try to escape from my hands,
As if punishing her, she grabbed the nipple and twisted it hard enough that it might hurt.
Around the time the nipples protruded thickly over the sleek bodysuit.
A cold touch suddenly came to my lower leg, which had been ignorantly erected just by playing with Adele’s nipples.
“Su, patrol… This is…”
“…”
It doesn’t work.
However, when he said it with his cheeks blushing, it was an excuse to look cute.
When I didn’t respond, biting my nipple with my fingers, Adele’s fidgeting hand pulled my panties down.
“Shit, crazy… Ah, no, sorry… Too, big…”
Perhaps imagining being inserted into this cock, Adele carefully shrank her thighs and handed me an apology.
Unlike her exclamation,
My cock didn’t seem to have grown any more than before.
‘It’s spilling copper liquid out of the ordinary and stretching towards the top of Adele’s belly button…’
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sad at all,
Well, I’ve never been dissatisfied with my size in the first place, so it doesn’t matter too much.
How many more times can you ejaculate what you need right now?
I just need to get to know Adele in front of me step by step.
“Ugh…”
Adele, who was staring at my cock while holding onto my panties, suddenly pushed my arms away from my nipples.
Then, with a swish, he turned around and touched the door with both hands.
Naturally, that moment when Adele’s buttock gently brushed my post.
Instead of the feel it should have felt, wet, slippery juices soaked the shaft of his cock.
Weird.
Had Adele ever taken down her panties after entering the room?
“What about panties? Why is there nothing to catch on?”
I questioned Adele blankly, gripping her hips and spreading them apart.
“…Did you come to the room like this?”
The feeling that flesh and flesh were in direct contact with each other was not my illusion.
The only thing lying under the cock is the obscenely wet secret part and the reddish back hole.
“Answer me.”
Grabbing his cock like a bruise, Tung. Tung. Adele’s mouth opened hesitantly as she slapped her cunt.
“Pets… Don’t wear panties or anything like that…”
***
Chica Chica Chica Chica…
Hurulup…
Bee…
Aira was unconsciously brushing her teeth in a drowsy state.
I woke up a little earlier than shift time, but it was an ambiguous time to go back to bed.
He brushed his messy hair in the mirror and thrust the toothbrush into his mouth.
“Um…Ugh…”
The toothbrush used to clean the molars is on the tongue.
“Hehe… Ah…”
The toothbrush that used to wipe the tongue went a little deeper.
Go on deep.
“Ug… Keek… Uhh…”
As the toothbrush passed through the opening of her throat and reached where it was not supposed to enter, an intense feeling of nausea surged up.
The tongue sticks out and the throat tries to push something up.
However, Aira did not stop brushing her teeth even after reaching that point.
At this point, I don’t know if it’s the right word to call it brushing your teeth.
What Aira is doing right now is practice.
I was practicing to serve by using my master’s thick cock up to my throat.
“Ugh… Uh… Keheuk…”
The first time he left alone in the break room and revealed his perverted tendencies to Veles,
He was called every day by Veles, who caught his weakness, and he thought he would be beaten until he fainted.
While wiping off the clumps of her own juice that she dumped in the break room that day,
I couldn’t count how many times I masturbated thinking about tomorrow.
Oh Where and how will I get it next time?
Deep dawn. Inside the mansion where only a minimum of maids are awake.
Secretly having kinky sex in the hallway of a quiet mansion…
Looking up at the owner with her hair pulled tight…
Even if you beg for a mistake, even if you ejaculate because your voice comes out, the imagination of being pierced by your master’s cock without hesitation…
“Kek! Ugh…! …Ah.”
Aira’s thoughts, which rolled all the way there, eventually sent an obscene signal to her pussy.
I just had my throat devastated with a toothbrush.
I just imagined being trapped inside the master’s forearm and screaming while raising the corners of my mouth.
Aira’s pussy, satisfied with that alone, sprayed a lot of lubricant for the monster cock into her panties.
“How many times this week alone…”
Ha…
Aira sighed, stopped practicing, no, brushing her teeth, and headed to the guardian shower room.
─Shoot aaaaa
“I’m the owner…”
Squeak… Squeak… Squeak…
The panties that were soaked in lewdness were well hidden under the pile of clothes she was already wearing.
Ira leaned against the wall under the noisy stream and began to console herself.
“Oops, ah…”
His hand movements were incomparable to those of the night when the owner violently coveted this hole without hesitation.
If you make up your mind and try to scrape the meat hole roughly, the last safety device that you cannot injure your body stops your fingers.
If it was someone else’s body, I would have inserted three fingers and lifted the lower belly with my fingertips and scraped it off.
Despite wanting deep, ugly pleasure, Aira only had two fingers wriggling inside her pussy.
And such lukewarm stimulation could not satisfy Aira, who had been raped to the point of fainting, in this short time.
“Whoops… Whoops… Ugh…”
A nipple that protrudes so much that it is easy to suck by mouth.
An onahole exclusively for the owner that puffs up as if it has been caressed for a long time.
“Eww… Really…!”
In the end, instead of relieving it, Ira staggered out of the shower with the fire burning hot.
“A few minutes… Left…”
If you go back to your room and dig it up to your satisfaction, and Adele comes over for a shift…
I think it’ll be a bit risky.
Can you make it on time I don’t have a watch, so I’m anxious to masturbate in the shower all the time.
“I’m sorry…”
Ira lifted her T-shirt, covered her nipples with her arm, and quickly climbed the stairs with slippers soaked in water.
—Tsueup. Tsueup. Tsueup.
The sound of slippers resounding in the quiet mansion.
That’s all.
“…Uh?”
It was the moment when Aira was about to turn the doorknob of her room that she realized something was wrong.
All that resonated in the mansion was the sound of his own slippers.
The sound of Adele’s footsteps resounding heavily…
I didn’t hear it at all.
Why.
Before making a rational decision, Aira’s steps first turned to the side.
—Tsueup. Tsueup. Tsueup.
Maybe he’s sitting somewhere and having a goofball.
He might be secretly sleeping on the sofa in the break room.
He might be standing by a window somewhere, looking up at the sky, writing a poem.
Leaving those speculations behind, she turned to the place where Adele might be, and where Aira wanted to go right away.
“…!”
Oh heard
Heard something
Aira covered her mouth with one hand involuntarily.
It’s not that strange that there’s a sound coming out of this room.
Owner of the mansion. Employer.
Baron Syro Maneline.
It is not the room used by …
Her beloved sex slave.
Veles.
Mr Belles.
It was because it was the room occupied by Aira’s real owner.
‘…Maybe the baron is still enjoying it.’
After making a reasonable guess, I carefully put my ear to the door.
Part of my heart hoped to hear the voice of the baron,
Somewhere deeper and more sticky, I hoped to hear Adele’s voice.
Why did it…
I do not know.
—Ah, ah! Aaaaah…!
“Hick…”
As soon as Aira’s pure white ears touched the crack in the door, the first thing she heard was her friend’s voice.
It was also full of water. Joy close to screaming.
As far as Aira knows, there is only one way to have a voice like this.
And the way to do that, if it’s Master, is easily possible.
“…Whoa…”
Aira barely let out the breath she had been holding back without even realizing it.
She brushed the hair that had covered her ears behind her ears, then put her ear against the crack in the door again.
-Hick! Ahhh…?! …! …! …
Adele’s voice was high and sharp.
It was torn as if begging for help, but suddenly turned into a hum that was buried somewhere.
This is only one way.
And even this way…
If you’re the owner, that’s enough…
“Is it possible…”
Klopp.
Klopp.
Klopp.
Aira covered her mouth with her hands and focused on the sounds coming from inside the room.
The sound I was waiting for was not my friend’s voice.
What made Adele so broken?
With a hot snort pouring over the hand that covered her mouth, a little bit of what she had been waiting for leaked out of the room.
-Pang…! Phut…! Paang…!!
“…”
-Pang!! Phut!! Phut!! Phut!!
“…”
-Pang!! Fang… Puck! Puck!! Puck!! Puck!!
“…”
Something is hitting something hard.
Adele, who had been screaming, suddenly stopped saying anything.
If the genders were reversed, the owner might have lost her mind after being beaten by Adele.
Such absurd and strange inferences are also possible.
Either way, it’s clear that it’s possible.
But Adele is a woman. The owner is a man
After hearing a woman’s scream, she was suddenly buried somewhere…
Aira’s brain freely imagined the master’s room.
Brown bobbed hair crushed under the master’s hand.
A plump buttocks with lots of red marks.
This leaked out of my panties right now and stuck to me.
‘My master’s crown prince…’
Ira, a mischievous prank popped into her head.
One of Aira’s hands, which had been covering her mouth, fumbled for her doorknob.
-Pain! Fain! Fain! Fain!
Love to the master
Or a prank that can be punished.
Both were very pleasing to Aira.
-Click.
“Hak, haha…?”
“…♥ …♥ …”
In front of the door, where white liquid was scattered.
The smell of filthy flesh that ravaged her nostrils.
A man and a woman cuddling on the bed.
With a man holding his waist hard from above
A woman tearing off a sheet with the back of her head crushed from below.
Before Master could say anything, Aira stepped into the room and shut the door.
“What are you both doing now!”
“Ah…?”
“…?”
“I got out of slavery, and now with the guardian of the mansion!”
“Wubh?! Eup…! Puha! Ah, Aira?!”
Adele looked at Ira who entered with a serious expression.
“This, this, wait… I can explain it. Ira, I’ll explain it all!”
Without knowing anything, she hurriedly raised herself from the bed.
