Chapter 216 – 21. Henrietta of Corruption (6)
The sterling silver pendulum necklace made a pleasing noise. Orianne, who from that carved a deep allusion into the psyche of her kin, added with a final snap of her fingers. As she looked in front of her with blurry eyes, she spoke to Henrietta, who was chewing on the rules that had been put in her head.
“Reviewing inwardly.”
The Duchess of LeBlanc in the East is a female subject to the Baron of Ardennes in the North. She is both a slave and a beast worthy of falling under Romuald’s feet. She is a girl who has nothing to say even if she is treated as inferior to him.
“When you think you’ve learned it completely because you can’t memorize it, you forget it. I want you to think about it again the moment I said it.”
She always lives with an apologetic heart. He puts on her smooth face and acts to ask for her forgiveness for acting noble. With a few flicks of her fingers, she quickly dribbles out filthy cum, remembering the inevitable nature of the cockhouse.
‘I am a slave…’
There is only one thing that is precious. It is the west of Orianne Lemoang, who is as high as the sky. He is Romuald Arden. He is the real Ji-abi who reigns over them. He himself, a female, must give him permission to even breathe or speak.
‘Bitch bitch, bitch bitch, cum catcher bitch…’
Eternal praise to those who deserve to be served, with eyes embracing faith.
‘Baron Ardennes is a god…’
If you tell me to take it off, take it off. Regardless of the time and place, she immediately takes off the piece of cloth she was wearing and throws it off as erotically as possible. Kneeling down on her knees, sticking out her tongue, she bowed her head in a brutish pronunciation, apologizing for being a bitch and a bitch.
‘You are my everything, no.’
Poise is the most basic virtue. Joy should be aroused not by modest gestures, but by vulgar and vulgar gestures. He squatted down with his legs wide apart and stuck his tongue out in front of him, not caring about tiptoeing and dripping juices.
‘You are the god who deserves to rule over all of me…’
Panting like a bitch, bright eyes of envy.
‘Thank you for giving this bitch life…’
The most important thing is submission, affection and the unspoken message that you can do anything you want.
‘Thank you for spitting on and insulting a deserving bitch without paying attention…’
If you spit, I always thank you. If you spit it on your forehead, you will smile, if you spit it on the back of your nose, you will smile, if you spit it on your mouth, you will weave it with your tongue and give it a delicious gulp.
‘The purpose of my existence is to be used by you.’
If you spit on the floor, ask for permission and get down. Matching her saliva with her neatly gathered lips, she says that it is an honor to be a bitch that is not even as good as what you spat out.
‘The title of Duchess of Gaul is only for the feeling of conquest you will feel when you look up at your cock with a nice bite on it…’
That is the etiquette of females and the posture of a cockhouse.
‘I will give my all…’
What Oriane gave was her infidelity to her husband, and by extension, all that was dear to her.
‘This body, mind, property and title…’
Turning her wedding ring into a token of a lewd bitch, she dedicated her daughter, her handmaid, and even herself. That’s why Henrietta couldn’t lose either. She said that she had no daughters of her own, and that the only things she valued were her sister and nephew.
‘Oriane and Lucienne, if I can offer them, I will do so again… ‘
The only way to make up for it is to sacrifice the lofty pride of the Duchess and serve even more ardently, even if it is only one body.
‘Please rule…’
Even he gets on her knees and apologizes for his lack. She constantly humbles herself and fawns over being a bitch. Even if you slap him on the cheek and insult him, he smiles brightly and says it. I am very happy that you made me realize the subject of my lack of years.
‘Conquer me…’ …’
Even if you put your finger in her mouth and stir it.
‘Please trample me mercilessly, boldly, and cruelly… ‘
The same is true when touching the uvula or massaging the breast.
‘I, Henrietta LeBlanc, am a girl only for Baron Romuald Ardennes… ‘
Even when I pinch her nipples or slap her with my open palms.
‘My sister is a slut sister just for you…’
You shouldn’t feel anything without permission. When wet, a report must be given. When you go, you must accept an apology and the resulting corporal punishment. When I shook her ass, I had to sway like a cheap prostitute and wiggle my hips like a beautiful dancer.
‘I want to use it as a way to relieve boredom or anger…’
Hair should always be grown and neatly trimmed. It should be loosened at any time so that it is easy to hold as a rein and leash. And if you pull it to play with its mouth and throat, you shouldn’t resist, no matter how choked.
Even if it’s as close as possible, even if it’s out of breath.
The value of my spark of life was less than the momentary joy that Rom would feel. Therefore, even if you die from not being able to breathe, you must not interfere with his masturbation. As a bitch, as a tool, it must be fully used until it is satisfied.
‘Yes, I am a bitch born to be conquered…’
Position is always male dominant. Sometimes it’s okay to get on board, but that’s like aegyo. There is a price to pay for being arrogant. Of course, what should take precedence over my own pleasure is the baron’s planting. Pleasure to be felt with this body is nothing more than incidental income.
‘Yes, Henrietta LeBlanc…’
After the love affair, not a single drop of the baron’s cum was to be spilled. If that happened, you should immediately apologize and pay the price for it. You have to clean it with your tongue.
‘This is the year that I have held the title of duchess, the title of queen of society, and even the honor of spring in the east for you. It is a tool that exists from birth to be used while receiving Rom’s cum…’
What was received in the face is buried as it is until permission is given.
‘The make-up that suits me best is the make-up of your cum with your cum on it…’
Keep what you receive in your mouth until you say it’s OK to swallow.
‘My favorite taste is a sip of your thick, curdled cum…’
What is received in the body is reverently served until it reaches the egg in the womb.
‘Conceiving your child is the dawn of my life, an honor that will never come again…’
There are countless other things to keep in mind. What you need to know. Things to do. Especially when you are not alone but in a group. Just as the mother and daughter of a hundred families in the northern frontier became brides and welcomed their husbands, the king’s daughters-in-law served as sisters serving their masters side by side.
All repetitions have been completed. Naturally, the memories engraved in Henrietta’s head began to disappear one by one. She finished her preparations to return to the aloof Duchess before she was hypnotized again.
And Orianne, as if she had been waiting for this very moment, ordered her pendulum to swing her necklace one last time.
“In an hour, dress up again and visit Mr. West. Never forget what I told you.”
“Huh…”
“Got it? The moment Seobang-nim’s vicious cock thumps her sister’s womb, she remembers everything and submits. Until then, everything is back to normal. Come visit me to wait on the night with only the contract you made with the West valid.”
“Huh…”
Henrietta nodded her head thoughtfully and took her clothes. Even now, in terms of her dress, she was as good as her peers, but unfortunately she couldn’t spare time with her baron.
“It’s an hour, Mr. Seo?”
Aurianne, smiling with her golden hair and blue eyes blinking pretty, returned her pendulum necklace to her husband. Then, after opening her door and seeing her sister leaving, she lowered her body to the place where she had knelt.
“Why don’t you try banging her in the head with her little brother’s dick while your sister prepares hard to get fucked?”
It was an offer I couldn’t refuse.
“For an hour, just stab her throat insistently and let her pass out from shortness of breath. If there is something you want to eat, please feel free to wrap it and write it. Like that sensual novel. You know what scene I’m talking about, right?”
“… Tell me honestly, the hypnosis you bet on Mrs. LeBlanc was a side note, right?”
“Huh, I’ll understand that you gave permission?”
Dedicated to her older sister who doesn’t listen to her. She tamed her at the same time. And after she eliminated the potential threat from the frontier, she gained an hour. In the meantime, of course, I will monopolize her husband according to my desire.
“It can’t be helped.”
Laughing at the perfect political skill, Rom suddenly changed his attitude and spat out curse words.
“Come on, bitch on your feet.”
“Yeah, be happy…”
Needless to say, the violent and lewd behavior continued an hour later.
‘Anyway, Lucienne’s personality was maternally inherited…’
