Chapter 94 – 094. Morning of Departure for Field Practice. The Master Who Goes Away After Being Served by a Slave Is Too Erotic! Dog 10,000 Slave Life Yes!
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Early morning on the day that a week has passed.
I woke up at dawn and ran my silver hair through my fingers.
However, if you look at it like this, you don’t know how time passes, so you have to put the hourglass on the table next to you.
‘I have to touch him a little bit.’
I looked at Sylvia, who was sleeping soundly like an angel, caressing her beautiful hair.
“Uh… “
She has a body that naturally slurps or sprays bodily fluids violently when doing naughty things, but she never drools from her slightly open mouth while she sleeps.
‘It’s amazing no matter how many times I see it.’
She removed her hand from the silvery hair she was touching and put her finger in her mouth.
“Chung… Poop… Chuuup… ♡”
How do you know that it belongs to your slave, and even unconsciously flirt lewdly?
Sloppy, and then saliva begins to come out.
“Big… “
Even by accident, she doesn’t bite her teeth when she sleeps.
Always watch out for slave bodies.
What kind of mind should I have to be able to lick like this?
I’m not a master, but a slave, so I’ll never know.
Watching the night attendant confirming the close master-servant relationship with such a master, like a beast preying on a deer, his reckless and sadistic attitude intensifies, but also warms his heart.
‘Today is the day to go to the field practice. When will I wake up…’
I thought as I adjusted the wake-up time for her, who licked her lips with her tongue, which was hard to believe because she was unconscious.
She said that she never gets tired of having sex with her even though she has had it countless times throughout the year.
After mating who does not know who is being served at night, who will get tired of the beautiful girl owner who carefully cleans the slave’s cock with a cleaning fella even in a state of confusion after only one year.
She even has great potential, and the future of a strong witch is predestined!
It is a story that, like Cliana’s mother-in-law, she will remain the same no matter how many years pass.
Even if she becomes a mother after giving birth to a child, even if she sees her grandchildren and grows to the age of her grandmother, her appearance is still a beautiful girl and she is a capable owner who will flirt with her.
Oh, I’ve never tried anything like that, but I’m sure it will. Anyway yes
“Haum… Um… ♡”
“Geuhup… ! Why is my master blushing like that?”
A blush spreads across Sylvia’s cheek as she sucks her index finger in her sleep.
What are you dreaming of?
It’s unmatched.
Sometime after thirty minutes, the hourglass shrank and rang a small but clear alarm sound.
It’s been a while since I woke up, so it’s time to wake up.
She is strong and beautiful, but she likes erotic things, but her sexuality is so good that she pulls out her fingers bitten by a very lovable, perverted owner who is absurdly weak on the contrary.
Oops.
“Ugh~… “
It was cute to see him whining a little, perhaps because he was sorry.
I want to see more of her, but I have to wake her up because her day has dawned.
He reached out one more hand and poked her cheek.
It is addictive to see the soft skin dent and come back.
I calmed down and whispered in Sylvia’s ear.
“Master, should I get up? Let’s get up.”
The corners of her closed eyes curl, and the corners of her mouth curl up into a deep smile.
Even when he wakes up, he is the owner who can’t find any irritation.
Eyes open when seafoods.
Blinks twice and looks at me with ruby-like eyes.
My face was reflected in the clear, beautiful red eyes.
My body, which has been healthy for a year under the influence of magical power, is now at a level where I can say that I am handsome if I add a little more empty words.
Using the pupils of the beautiful girl owner as a mirror to check her handsome appearance.
‘Heh. It’s extravagant. This is life.’
Narrowing her big, half-moon eyes like her stag deer, she came closer, wriggling her torso.
A little face that could be caught in one of her hands raised her chin and pouted her lips arrogantly.
Silently, without saying a word, it was a dignified request to kiss the owner.
I offered her mouth like her slave, and as her master, I obediently massaged her tongue, smeared her own saliva in her mouth as if marking territory, and took my saliva from her.
What the hell is magic
I wash it like a habit, but I’m a little afraid of not even having bad breath in the morning as if it’s causing a midnight cleanse.
Such sentiments, which floated for a moment, were soon buried as the exchange of offal meat continued, and the intense kiss that lasted for several minutes finally came to an end.
As if to signify her conclusion, Sylvia put her lips to mine and pulled her face back.
At the same time, rubbing her soft flesh with her arms and legs intertwined between my body, I wonder if she has any thoughts of falling.
Now I’m a veteran slave who ate some of my master’s hand-cooked meals, so I have to act like a knife.
I untied Sylvia’s soft limbs and raised her body.
She tilted her head to one side and her lips pouted out.
She’s pretending to be pouty.
When she lifted her blanket, she was revealed to be wearing a dark gray negligee.
I tucked her arms under her back and under her knees and took her into her princess embrace, and then she smiled and hugged me again.
During the morning routine, bathing.
Her Mouth Takes Off Her Negligee To Make Her Naked
“Hahm… ! Haaang♡!”
“Uh-huh, stay still.”
“Uh ♡ Heuuuuu… ♡!”
Shaking
Sitting on her bath chair, her crotch spread apart, she was washed with lukewarm water to every corner of her as she held her immobility, bending her arms back on her own, like a criminal caught by the police.
She rubs her whole body and wipes her vagina, then lies together in the 69 position on the water bed installed in her bathroom, bites the cock, and scrubs the inside of the urethra, anus, and pussy with a brush.
“Whoa..♡! Um… Cellar… Gulp… Kuhuum… ♡”
The owner has no time to rest as he goes away while wiping his pussy and sips semen.
It took almost an hour to finish the dirty service, which was only made cheaply with the original intention.
It’s cute how she smiles brightly with her rosy cheeks, wearing only her bathrobe, almost showing her nipples.
Next is dressing up.
Changing clothes by hand while dealing with the movement of the master, who is in an immobile position like a sex slave, responding only to the slave’s touch.
First, I put on my clothes quickly and quickly.
She covers her breasts with a nipple cover, which is always caught in the ring of nipples that her erection can’t release, and puts her hand inside it once more to position her nicely.
“Haaaaa… ♡”
“Be patient.”
“Oh no… ♡ Hee hee ♡ My slave, your gestures are too erotic… “
“It’s not my fault. Sylvia, it’s because your body is too sensitive.”
Creation
“Hey… ♡ Hehe… ♡”
When her hooks were hooked and her breasts were locked, she, a mazo, reacted masochistically and trembled as if she had been tied to her strings.
She was wearing only a nipple covering, but her cunt was already soaked with her juices.
Standing behind her, I didn’t care, I stretched out my index and middle fingers to open the clitoris, and with the other hand I peeled the foreskin of the clitoris.
“Crane… ♡”
While serving in the bath, the clean and shiny erection clip showed off its luster.
Even after a year has passed, the clitoral climax, a procedure whose meaning is still unknown, begins to be confirmed.
“I’ll check the clitoris climax?”
“Huh, huh… ♡”
Like a sex slave, she was harassed by my hands as a slave.
It didn’t take long before Pushik tide spurted out of the cute urethral tool as if to boast of her health.
Haha… ! Mandible… ♡!”
As if she couldn’t even lose her pussy, she squeezed her juices up.
Push-Shoot–Push-Shoot-!!
“Hey hey… ♡”
In her standing position, wearing nothing but a breastplate, she let out a dazed moan as I held her tight behind her back.
As a slave to such a master, she couldn’t help but toss words of praise while chewing on her ear lobe.
“It was cheap too. Aren’t Claire and Pussy all right?”
“Haaang♡ Heuah… ♡ Hehe…”
Crying hee hee every time her ear was chewed, she sighed hysterically as she heard her slave’s compliment as she spread her legs indecently.
She cleaned the floor and between her legs that were covered with cunt juice using magic tools that seemed to be haunted by water spirits, and put her underpants on.
“Ahhh, hahhh… “
It’s always fun to wait on her clothes when she flinches even when she wears them.
‘Every time I see this skirt, it’s real. It’s no joke.’
I pick up a planet skirt that I want to be able to fit in at the waist.
After raising her legs, lift the skirt from underneath her.
Climbing her chubby thighs, her bulging hips settles.
On top of that, it passes through a narrow waist, stops below her belly button, and locks her hook.
“Hisss♡”
“Kuh, I don’t know why you’re making noise.”
“I-I don’t know!”
Exchange every time.
Somehow, without even realizing it, moaning came out.
When I touch another girl, I don’t mind, but when I touch her, she gets cocky.
I want to find another body like this.
“Because you’re like a perverted master.”
“Hey, did you forget that pervert is a compliment to a girl?”
“I know, it was a compliment.”
She put on a shirt and tied her tie.
“Crane.”
“It wasn’t tight enough.”
“Huh… Can I make it harder?”
“Shh. No dirty talk. Quiet.”
“Shhhhh♡”
‘He’s flirting meanly.’
In fact, it was more endearing than nasty, but it’s just a modifier.
There aren’t enough words to qualify her.
It must be so colorful and cute Won.
Take a moment to catch your breath and admire her body.
A dark gray skirt that covers up to her mid-thigh covers her hips and indented waist in harmony with her petite body.
Her upper body is continuing to seal her breasts, which rise like rockets, with a white shirt using buttons.
‘Cheer up.’
A red necktie crosses and rests in the center of it.
“Sylvia, you are really… It must be the nicest body in the world.”
“Chehehe. Really—?”
“I’m serious. It is also true.”
Sylvia smirked, drawing the corner of her mouth in the shape of a V, at the truth I conveyed to her.
Because being praised by a slave is definitely a delightful luxury that a master enjoys.
“Huh~♡ Eh-hum! Thanks.”
I smiled at her for expressing her thanks, and the rest of her waited on her clothes.
After cheering her on, I put a thin sweater over her shirt.
Thanks to the protruding chest and wide sweater, it seemed less prominent as the thin waist was hidden.
‘A very unfortunate part.’
Instead, I covered half of her skirt to make it look like a miniskirt.
Lastly, the inner fabric was red and the outer was covered with a black mantle and a wide-brimmed cone hat of the same color.
“Master Silvia, a second year witch cadet? I’m done wearing the costume.”
“Thank you~♡”
Side.
She kissed her as a token of her appreciation.
“Then shall we go?”
“Let’s go! Give me your hand.”
They shook hands and walked out the door.
On the way to receive outdoor practice.
I asked her, stroking her small, soft hand.
“Didn’t you say that the restaurant isn’t open today?”
“Yes. I’ll leave right away.”
According to Sylvia’s hahaname, she goes straight off to have a dry breakfast to make it look like the real thing, she says.
‘What kind of combat ration is it? Are you in the army?’
But Sylvia, her daughter from her wealthy family, is dumbfounded that she can take out and eat whatever she wants as an exception because she has a baby space pouch.
As an earthling, I was astonished at the reality that such convenience for individuals is allowed.
Acknowledging family differences, taking it for granted by both the academy and students, and not having any complaints.
‘Oops, this was a class society.’
I forgot about living without any inconvenience.
Anyway it is
Is it okay to be loose like this, another world?
If it’s a story, shouldn’t there be a grueling and difficult crisis wallowing in muddy soil, being threatened with life by a monster, fighting sweet potatoes, fighting for the opposite sex, NTR, catfights, etc.
Living with a pretty master in a fantasy world with beautiful nature without war or starvation and sucking honey.
That’s great.
Come to think of it, it might be like this.
She muttered in her heart, holding Sylvia’s hands and interlocks, the hem of her robe fluttering in a hat that was large for her small head.
‘Dog 10 statues.’
Looking forward to what else will happen in the outdoor practice.
It feels like going camping.
Sylvia must have some sausages in her pocket, but she has to go and grill them.
