Chapter 120 – 120. Even if the Soul Falls Under the Control of a Slave, the Master Is Still the Master! Wash and Change Clothes as Usual. Hehe~
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When I woke up in the morning, a lovely woman was cuddling me tight enough to fit tightly.
A pretty face like an angel that I see as soon as I wake up.
It was my master Sylvia.
It’s a happy mood.
While gently closing her eyes, I caress her as she buries her soft cheek.
Even in her sleep, she rubs naturally.
Side.
“Yes… ♡”
When I kiss her on the forehead, her expression lights up.
In pleasant drowsiness, I remembered last night.
The ritual of subordinating all of oneself to the slave.
I stayed up all weekend for the effect to last forever to be engraved in my soul.
Lift the duvet up slightly and check the pattern you drew yourself.
You can see a picture drawn elaborately in red on the lower belly.
As if expressing the uterus as a figure, it feels lewd.
That proves that Sylvia is a subordinate to me.
Even so, I still thought of Sylvia as my master.
This ritual following her will actually spans the realm of fetish.
‘The perverted Majo master has fulfilled his wish to be dominated by slaves as his master, so shouldn’t we shake the foundation?’
The point that Sylvia is excited about is that she is a noble aristocrat, and that she is subordinated to her precious slave.
As a slave, I am willing to conform to her master’s intentions.
‘Despite that.’
The weekend was deleted yesterday as I spent less than half a day on the nightstand.
It was already the weekday when I had to go to the lecture, so I had to wake up Sylvia.
Touch, touch, touch.
He flicked her soft earlobe with her forefinger.
A cute moan that flows right out.
“Yes… ♡”
Hearing the sweet voice, I whispered in my ear as if returning it.
“Master, should I get up?
Booths. Sylvia wakes up slowly.
Blinking her eyes, she saw me and smiled bashfully.
It was a mysteriously pretty smile.
She asked lovingly in her languid voice.
“My slave♡ Did you sleep well?”
“Put. Are you still a slave?”
“Hee hee. It’s a joke.”
She chuckled, holding her eyes for a moment.
I asked.
“Do you want to wash up right away?”
“Ugh, just a little more… “
I hugged her tightly like she was childish and hugged her as she rubbed against her, and I was lazy for 5 minutes.
After that, she lifted her into the princess’s arms and took her to the bathroom.
Sitting on her bath chair, in her submissive manner, she spreads her limbs and cleanses her exposed private parts.
I place my palms on her belly as I hold her wet behind her.
The picture depicting the womb in a simple form is completely covered.
When I pressed it, the semen that I had swallowed like a greedy person the night before came out.
“Ahhh… ♡ Eungkyu… ♡ Haaang… ♡♡”
び, Beaubyb. Crying…
The lascivious sound of water rang out.
The semen that came out of the vagina flowed down the drain and disappeared.
Sylvia was looking at them with regret.
“No. You decided to throw away the matured ones.”
“Who, who said what?”
He smiles roughly at the owner who smokes and washes every nook and cranny.
With a submissive attitude that doesn’t budge, it trembles and polishes.
At the same time, Sylvia intermittently fought.
“Now lie down here.”
“Ha ha… ♡ Okay ♡”
After wiping her body, she then lay down on her mat and held her legs up on her own, waiting in a toilet seat position.
She wiped the inside of the hole by inserting it with a brush for urethra, anal, and pussy in turn.
“Hee♡ Hee… ♡ Hee ♡ aang ♡ uhhhhh… ♡”
She dug a clean hole for no reason.
I cried at something that was done only in the sense of lewd play.
After wiping and wiping again while spouting a dirty water stream.
Finally, she lay on top of herself in a bathtub filled with warm water and enjoyed her half-bath.
She doubled as a sweet deep kiss.
“Ughhhhh… ♡ Chow… Tsk… ♡ Woom ♡ haum… ♡”
Whenever the lips that were pressed against each other parted even slightly, she quickly clung to them, sticking out her tongue and trembling.
It is her duty as a slave to forcibly tangle her tongue, suck it in, and punish her.
Sylvia only enjoyed her aristocratic kiss of defeat and submission.
The time of sweet bath service, where she luxuriates in her slave’s bullying, is over, and it is time for her dress service.
Chuck!
“My slave? Dress me up, master!”
“Okay.”
As an aristocrat, she stood like a sex slave.
Without her hiding parts, her arms were brought together and placed on the back of her head, exposing her armpits and spreading her legs.
It looked even more indecent with the pattern in the form of a uterus drawn with red lines on her lower belly.
I tore off the foreskin of my master’s clitoris and squeezed the tip of the exposed clitoris.
Hehe♡!”
“Then master? Shall I check the clitoris climax?”
Hehe♡ Yes at♡ Kheit… ♡!?”
While holding the middle of the clitoris with the index finger and thumb of the left hand.
Squeeze the head of the clip with your right index finger! Hold on! Damn!
Sylvia was straight and bit her molars, revealing her pure white teeth.
Push shh-! Pew! Push-!
Cheeky-! Snap! Jjiik!
Within 30 seconds, the dainty pee hole and vaginal hole declared surrender.
It was the culmination of a miserable defeat as she jerked her head and bent her back, squeezing her love juices and tides.
“Oh- I feel strong and healthy today.”
Hehe… ♡♡♡”
He puts Klee back in the shell, cleans the soggy cunt gap, and straightens her limbs.
As I, the slave, touched, she obediently moved her limbs.
I put my hands behind her waist and pulled her.
“… ♡”
A hairless, tight, straight cunt stuck out in my direction.
Tied up thong panties with erotic patterns.
Her area is very small, but this is enough for her to keep her hair from protruding.
Next I picked up the nipple.
Lingering lingering.
“Ahhh… ♡”
He alternately massages her breasts with her free hand and then covers her nipples.
Restrains the E-cup breasts that are unbalanced in the compact body.
He locks her hook and puts his hand back inside her to fine-tune its position.
“Eww… ♡ School… ♡ Hehe… ♡”
I also touched her nipples that were tightly tied to the nipple ring and couldn’t release her erection, and withdrew her hand.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa… ♡”
It was time to put on a mantle for the master who was grumbling.
Her white shirt, dazzlingly clean, like her own skin.
He tucks in her sleeves and unbuttons her, making eye contact with her.
Eyes bent like half moons.
Her underwear was covered and she was very immoral, as if she was wearing only a shirt.
‘Next is the skirt… ‘
She lifts her dark gray skirt and slings it over her hips.
With her cuteness and sexiness at the same time, she puts on a skirt that slightly covers her thighs and fastens her hooks.
“Hi-Hi.”
Who’s the one who’s having fun flirting and waiting on her clothes right in front of her eyes? My master!
As I put on the rest of her clothes, I thought of Earth’s history.
It is said that even in the Middle Ages on Earth, nobles were served with clothes.
I look at the cadet uniform right in front of me, which is not difficult to wear.
It doesn’t look like it needs much help.
‘I don’t know about other times, but now it’s obvious that it’s simply for fetishism…’ . You look like a naughty master like this high school boy who explodes with sexual desire!’
Nobility’s attire was entirely the right of slaves.
Sylvia can only give advice.
There are two types of cadet uniforms.
Ties and ribbons, short-sleeved shirts and long-sleeved shirts, thin vests and sweaters, tight skirts and loose skirts, mantle robes and mantle capes.
Today I was thinking of tying a ribbon instead of a tie.
Whoops!
“Bad… ♡”
After tightening it once, loosen it to an appropriate level.
“Ha ha… ♡”
As my throat tightened, I could see the red eyes that were crushed like melted chocolate, as if this incident had stimulated my masochistic desire.
Those are the eyes that want to be eaten.
I need to calm down because I have to eat breakfast and go to lecture.
It would have been nice if I hadn’t strangled her, but that doesn’t matter.
Took.
Match your lips and simply mix your tongues.
“Ugh… ♡ Hum… ♡ Puha… ♡?”
Looking a little dissatisfied with the short deep kiss, he strokes her hair.
“Ehehe… ♡”
Almost finished trying on her clothes, I saw her smiling.
The dazzling silver hair covering her back and waist.
Grumpy face.
The facial features nestled within it.
Her big eyes, high nose, and small, soft lips are in perfect harmony.
Make eye contact
The big, round eyes often hit her with a smile.
It’s absurdly cute and adorable.
See the clothes you put on yourself.
A white shirt and gray sweater neatly worn under a red ribbon like her eyes.
A dark gray skirt half covered her white thighs.
I reluctantly grabbed her by the end and fluttered.
“Doesn’t our master fall into any place?”
“Hmm! Hmm! What is it?”
Hear what you want to hear.
“Pretty.”
Immediately, the corner of her mouth rose into a V shape, and the tip of her poodle poodle quivered.
Bread bursts soon
“… Hehe! Really? My old man, am I that pretty?”
Sylvia likes it every time she hears it over and over again, and she tries to stretch out even a single word.
“Then. My master is the best I’ve ever seen.”
“Hmm~♡ More- tell me more.”
Bochae told her according to her request.
Most of the time she repeated what she had heard, but she didn’t care and was happy.
She said she was so pretty and she put on her cloak for the last time.
“It is done.”
“Huh~ Good job.”
It seemed that she, being served by her, suffered from more slacking, but she did not bother to mention it.
After packing the small belongings.
I went to the door with my handcuffs on.
I saw some witches walking hand in hand with slaves in the corridors.
“Let’s eat restaurant food for breakfast.”
Sylvia tilted her head cutely at the words I suggested.
“Why?”
“My master has suffered a lot, so let’s skip cooking in the morning.”
At that, Sylvia laughed out loud.
“Huh~ It’s not hard either! It’s because I’m thinking about it, so what?”
She replied that she would do so, exchanging her hands for arms.
I was the one who unintentionally scored the master’s score.
Huh, isn’t it too easy, my master?
