Chapter 02 Dedicating the first time to the innkeeper
It is the time when everyone has gone to bed. I go down the stairs of the inn to the first floor without making a sound.
But the only sound I can hea. Even to mysel. Is the sound of my heart. Every breath I take makes my chest ache.
I didn't know what the hell I was looking like right no. As a sense of immorality and fear jostled with each other.
Still. I still can't do thi. The calm part of my head complains.
At the same tim. The heat in my lower abdomen moves my leg. That I can't contain myself anymore.
“It's…… If there's no one ther. Go back to your room……!”
A small murmur. It's a confirmation to myself. Alou. Recognition.
If I don't meet anyon. I'll just go home and sleep till morning. That's what I'll do. That's the best.
But if there's anyone out ther……?
Is it possible to escape from it?
Who are you?
Huh!”
With a jerk. Shoulders jump up.
And I was told that my 'expectations' were ripe within me.
I look fearfully in the direction of the voice.
There he wa. A middle-aged man with a belly and a thinning top of his head – the innkeepe. Alone at a tabl. Drinking.
“O. It's yo. Makina! What are you doing here so late at night?”
“O. U. Wel. You kno……. O. I'm getting some water from……!”
I didn't know that. It's even hotter today. O. Sit dow. Sit down! I'll get it!
N. No! No such……!”
But I can't turn down a favor.
Inevitabl. Makina sat opposite the table where the manager was having his evening drink.
He quickly returned with a glass of water and sat down facing Makina.
It's really ho.” He said. Sweat is pouring out of my body even when I'm drinking.
“…… Are you always alone?”
“…… No. I don't usually drink. It's for sale. But today I got in trouble with Amanda when I allowed one of my regulars to “Pay” The bill. And she left early without cleaning up because she had her husband and kids waiting for her. I wonder which one of us is the employer……”
I know it's a lot to take in……
'…… But reall. Maybe it's because I'm a little lonely.'
Miss me?”
'Loo. Tet and Makina are leaving town tomorro. Aren't they? I know it's been a short tim. But they've never failed to pay their bill. And most importantl. They've been kind and good customers. I'm not too old to get sentimental about it……. I think a drink is the best thing to do at a time like this.”
'O. I didn't know that……. Wo. To. You guys have been so good to me……! It's been a real pleasure and I've learned a lot!”
Makina really is a good girl.
The owner smiles carefre. And Makina's face breaks into a smile as well.
I came to this inn about three months ago. Using this place as a bas. I was fulfilling quests from the guild and gathering roadside silver for the future.
And now that we are equipped and funde. We are about to embark on a new journey.
Howeve. It is still sad to say goodbye to those who have taken care of you. Tette. Who is also a non-drinke. Said goodbye to his regulars by having a drink with them.
“How about yo. Makina-cha. If you'd like to……?”
What?
“Just a little bit! Just one drin. It's my last today.”
“But……”
I thought I'd comfort a single guy with a glass of water (chaser) before bed!”
The man who forced himself on me to drink was always exposed by Tette and Amanda.
But today is a special day. I'm leaving this store tomorrow. So it would have been rude to refuse the favor.
And above all. The desperation of the owner and the way he looks at you.
Already my lower abdomen was beyond endurance.
“Wel. I'll just have one……. Ye. I'll have one……”
He handed me a glass of whiskey.
As I sipped the sak. I caught the corner of the shopkeeper's mouth rising slightly out of the corner of my eye – and then…
I gulped and poured it down my throa. Swallowing all my emotions.
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“Phew……. Huh…….”
Are you okay? Makina-chan.”
There is still half a bottle of sake left in the glass.
But Makina's face was slightly reddish from throat to ches. And her eyes were so moist you'd think she was about to shed a tear or two.
I'm sorry I forced you to drink even though you're not very good at drinking. I'm sorry. Shall we call it a night?”
“Yes……”
I said that and tried to stand u. But my legs felt dizzy.
O. N. That was a close one…… Makina-chan!”
Quickl. The shopkeeper's outstretched arm wraps around his waist.
Thanks to the pul. I didn't fall over.
“Hmm……. Thank yo. Thank you……”
……!
The alcohol is turning and Makin. Looking prodiga. Thanks the owne. Who peeks in from above.
The breast that is exposed wide. Howeve. As if defying gravit. Those breasts do not lose their shape. Above al. Small pink protrusions assert their presence from the tips of both breasts.
The face of the shopkeeper who puts his arm around a slender wais. His eyes light up with the color of a wild beast that is finally aiming for its prey.
“…… Can I have it brought to my roo……?”
“…… Eh? O. Oh! Of course!”
As if stunned for a moment. But when he understood Makina's 'request. He was happy.
The shopkeeper carried Makina in the form of a so-called 'princess hug'.
“O……♥”
And so up the stairs to the second floor.
I thought again that I was doing a terrible thing as a princess.
The first time in my life I've ever had a princess hug – no. I had Tette carry me onc. A long time ago. I broke my leg playing with he. And Tett. Who was also a chil. Carried me as hard as she could.
And ye. Now it is. I'm being carried off like this by a person I would never have met if I'd been a 'princess' and drank alcohol with ease.
But already I was feeling less regret and self-denial.
The owner's left hand is supporting both legs. And his right hand is lifting up his torso as if he is holding it up – as if he is.
That his right hand was touching his chest. He felt an unspeakable excitement.
I'm not rubbing it. Not even barely touching. Howeve. The body which shakes every time it walk. And the big breast. The right hand of the shopkeeper which was opened contacts it many times.
“……♥”
They should know each othe. But they don't say anything.
Howeve. Even if you pursue the matter her. They will probably just apologiz. Claiming that it was an unintentional accident.
Then the owner carried me upstairs.
The door to the room Tette and Makina were staying in – the next corner room – was opened.
I'm sorry it's a little dirty. I have to wipe the sweat off first.”
It was the owner's room. It was like an innkeeper's room.
The room was cluttered with piles of ledgers and old book. Clothes and underwear that had been left undresse. Garbage scattered abou. And the general smell of sweat and cigarettes characteristic of middle-aged people.
I was carried into a room that wasn't much dirtier than “A little bi.” And my body was placed on a thin futon that was laid out on the floo. Not a bed.
Why didn't he just carry them straight to his (Makina's) room? It's obvious that he's 'aiming' for it.
I could have escaped here. My gait is still imperfec. But I can still walk to the next door. And even without a wan. I could subdue a middle-aged man unharmed with simple magic.
–But Makina didn't choose 'it'.
“…… Sorr. Makina. I think I washed all the towels.”
With a clang. The door to the room is locked.
The moment she understood that.
“O. But I can't leave it like that…… I need to cool my body down……
As he says thi. The shopkeeper covers Makin. Who is lying on the fountain bed.
O……
The skirt of the negligee is grabbed and lifted upwards. Slowl. As if to peel off the thin skin of the fruit.
Howeve. The tucked up thin nightgown 'caught' and stopped.
The tips of both breasts – the cloth coughs at the painfully hardened nipple. And the breasts are pulled upwards and upwards as they are.
Stil. The shopkeeper's hand doesn't stop – the breast that was being held back finally breaks down.
“Oh…… Oh!”
After a cheer that resembled a roar from the owner.
BARUN! Makina's chest leaps to life and returns to its original plac. Almost as if she could hear the sound of a
Its overwhelming mass. The two piles of weight and presence. The shopkeeper was admiring them for a while.
'This is Makina's……! I knew I could see it on her clothe. But I didn't know it was as good as this……!”
And yet it doesn't lose its shape when you lie on your bac. And the elevation is high.
The cherry blossoms at the top of the mountain were so beautiful that the owner thought it was artistic.
“Makina-chan!……! Makina-chan!……! All the way to……!
It seems that he has already given up on the idea of drunkenness and sweat.
Faced with a weapon that destroys a man's reason with a single blo. The shopkeeper finally rapes Makina out of his mind.
'Ahhhhh……. Jee……!”
Grab my left breast roughly. Suck on the right breast.
She took the pale little nipple in her mouth and began to taste the firmness of it with her tongue.
“Ahh…”
The half foggy consciousness becomes clear at once.
The only thing that is important to me is that I am not a fan of the “Boom Boom” Style.
“Amazing……! Soft……”
Squeeze. Slide the palm of your hand. Gras. Pinc. Pinch between fingers.
The left breast is violated by the hand of a very wide variet. And the leg and the waist are wiggled every time it is violated.
And the trouble i. It doesn't end there.
His tongue was very rough as he sucked on her right breast like a baby.
“O…… N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. No.
Resistanc. Such as oral resistanc. Is turned into a winning cry when a nipple is sweetly bitten by a tooth.
After a full violatio. The shopkeeper was satisfie. Or perhaps he was not satisfied with his clothe. He took off both his top and bottom.
His lazy body covered in fat and unwanted hair. No woman would like it.
When I saw Tette changing clothes in the same roo. I felt the dependability and masculine charm of her bod. Which had been trained as a knight and adventurer.
So to this body in front of me – n. That's why. To think that I'm going to give myself now to this body that has nothing to do with effort – a body that has been untainted for 16 years.
It seemed a very sinful and most disturbing act.
The more forbidden the fruit i. The more delicious it is.
'Look…… Makin. You take off your…… Clothe. Too. I took mine off too…… Fair enoug. Right……?”
I no longer wanted to fight against the lines that would have raised a question mark in normal times.
I'm about to be raped.
I take off the last slice of protection – my already soggy underwear.
I – Princess Makina Grandel – toda. In a small room that smells of sweat and milde. On a blanket stained with cigarette smok. I offer my purity to the innkeeper. I will throw it away.
Open your legs wide. The hairless crotc. And the secret part which has never shown to anyone are opened. It exposes everything in a formality like the frog which was pulled by the carriage and was crushed on the roadside.
Ah…… It's over. It's ove. Isn't it? It's…… Now. I'm sorr. Tet……
She gulped and slurped. The princess has now – fallen into the 'female'.
“O. Pleas……. Please make my…… Machina's bod. Which has never known a ma. Feel…… ♥ So goo. So goo. So good.
It was a ple. Almost a baptis. To be reborn as one – n. One female.
And the owner accepted the thought.
He grabbed Makina's plump thighs and gripped her stiffness with his own right han. Lifting it up so Makina could see it.
What?
Makina let out a voice and at that time. I felt as if I had just woken up from a dream.
–Too big. Too big.
I've never had the chance to look closely at a man's genitals before. There was no way I would ever have that opportunity.
And yet I know. What is in front of me now? The owner's one thing.
The meat stic. Which will soon be inside of m. With its blood vessels floating and stiffenin. Boasted a heinous for. Thicknes. And length that could not be compared to a pencil or pig's intestines (sausage) – a heinous form.
“I'm sure the girls at the whorehouse love it…… I've even been told that I'm not allowed to pick inexperienced girls.”
“Wait……!”
They make a squeaking sound. Their genitals touch each other.
“But don't worr……! I'll make you feel goo. Just like you asked me to……♥”
Hel. Tët……!
I felt the meat stick pressed against m. And I felt my hips tighten – allowing it to invade.
Kup. Zunyuuuuu……♥
“Hi —-“
The vaginal flesh that has never allowed anyone to come in contact with i. Its purity.
The mucous membrane and the mucous membrane and each other's mucous membran. Love juice and endurance juice now–mixed together.
Aaaaahhhhh… ♥♥♥♥♥”
With one thrus. I thought all the air in my lungs had been pushed out.
But as soon as the meat stick was pulled to the very edg. I was under the illusion that it was enough to pull all my internal organs out.
I no longer felt my thought. The sight. Sounds and smells around me.
Just all of the sensations were concentrated in my lower abdome. And my entire body was the vaginal walls and womb.
“You're awesom. Makina-chan……! O……! I've never seen a girl so tight!”
“Aaahh! Aaahh! Hiiin!”
The relentless piston makes me forget what to say anymore.
She just devours the pleasure she is given and makes animalistic sounds as if by instinct.
Who in the world would look at me now and think I'm a princess?
But I definitely felt like I was the happiest woman in the world right now.
“O. My God. O. My God. O. My God.”
Their hips rhythmically collide with each other.
Every time she doe. Her big breasts sway up and down. Like ripples on the surface of the water. Each thrust is like a sign that pleasure is flowing into the body.
The regular yet bewitching dance of her breasts was a delight to the shopkeeper's eyes.
Then he bent forwar. Not stopping his hips in the normal position.
While rubbing her swaying breast. She pulls out and in and out of the meat pole in a steady rhythm.
“Heeeee. Don't do that!”
Stil. The owner shook his hips as if he didn't hear the other man's voice.
When the nipples are sucke. The vagina tightens. The movement of the hips becomes more roug. Whether you feel good about it.
She licks around her nipples with her tongue. She licks the side of the tongu. And the tongue crawls to the whole breas. And the cleavage and the lower part of the breast that is steaming are licked carefully.
I guess he feels like he's marking me by making me crawl with his saliv. And he licks the backs of my thigh. The backs of my knee. My calve. And even between my toe. Licking them like a dog.
“O……! It's deliciou. Makina-chan……♥ It smells and tastes so good……! I want to collect Makina-chan's sweat and drink it all up with alcohol……!”
“Nnnnghhhhh…”
Even the bizarre revelation of his proclivities is only met with a gasp.
Now all the disgust and even fea. By the time it reached his brai. It had all turned into a pleasure substance.
“Good? Does it feel good? It feels goo. Doesn't it? Makina-chan!
I'm going to be able to get a new on. And I'm going to be able to get a new on. And I'm going to be able to get a new on. And I'm going to be able to get a new one. I'm so hard.
They put their arms under each other's armpits. In the form of a closer contac. The two copulate.
The owner's breast plate crushes the breas. And the soft fat that has lost its place expands the area of the breast.
Their nipples rub against each other every time they move.
The owner's protruding belly touches Makina's toned waist in a way that is perfectly even.
And this time Makina. The shopkeeper's hips that were hammerin. And naturall. Both legs were turned around. The owner of the shop would not be able to pull out the meat stick even if he wanted to.
In other word. It was instinctively desired by Makin. Who had no sexual experience. In order not to let the male to be sired escape and to ensure fertilization. Not by reaso. But by the primitive par. Makina wanted the semen of the shopkeeper.
'He. Makina-cha. Stick out your tongue……. Kiss me……♥ Kiss me. Come on……♥”
Hands extending from arms inserted under his armpit. Holding his small head in place. Staring directly at each othe. As if they could not escape.
But the thought of refusing never crossed my mind. I could feel her nose in the ai. Her pink tongue extending from her tiny mouth.
At that moment. The owner moved like a fish taking the bait. His soft tongue was sucked into the owner's mouth.
“Mmmm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mmm… ♥ Haa…… Nn…… ♥ Choo…… ♥ Wooh! Wooh!
Saliva and saliva are exchanged. The mouth is overrun by the tobacco-smelling tongue that invades it.
The whit. Clean teeth are traced with the tip of the tongu. As if examining the tooth marks.
Even though the attack that even a prepared prostitute would cry ou. Makina still accepted it all as a pleasure.
Not only did he hold her waist with his leg. But he put his arms around her thick body and stroked the top of her thi. Fine head of hair.
It's as if the owner hand-combed her golden hai. Licked her mouth and fac. And whispered love in her ea. “Let's be togethe.” “I'll make you happ.” “I love yo.” As if in response.
“O. I'm cumming……! I'm cummin. Makina-chan……!”
“Aaahhh… Ahhh… Ahhh… I'm coming… I'm coming too…”
While being kissed and fucke. I was thinking that this was the first time I kissed a ma. Come to think of it. Sweat and sweat became like a lubricant (lotion. While laying on each other's body.
I sensed 'it' sensitively because I was in close contact with it as much as possible.
I felt my pole ready to fire. I felt my ball sack tingling at full capacity.
And I also have 'something' rushing in from deep within my body that I've never experienced before.
That's all I think about.
He could no longer remember his father's fac. His mother's voic. The sight of the people in his domai. Or even the face of the knight (tet) who had been by his side since he was born.
Only everything about the middle-aged man in front of me. That's all. That's all I could grasp.
'Aaahhhhh Icky Icky……!'
'Haaaaan ♥ nyaaah ♥ ick……!'
And then– and at the place where it was pushed in the deepest.
All desire poured in.
'Kkkk! ♥♥♥♥♥”
Do it! Dopple! Dopple!
It was an ejaculation that felt like an eternity and a momen. And the heat that melted her womb almost made her go half-white.
And giggle! And then gulp! The owner pushed his hips in and poured in the last drop mor. And they stayed connected for a while and let out lon. Long breaths to each other.
