Chapter 286 – 28. Family Management (6)
Piles of paperwork piled up on a table made of old coniferous trees. Part of it was thick parchment, so it was dusty. That meant that the Margrave Baekryung’s old problems were not one or two.
“Master, I will command the chair.”
Claudia, who pushed her deep-rooted blonde hair over her ear, cautiously approached and bowed. She was skinny and toned as a dancer, and her role was to become a chair. Her meager breasts and hips compared to her other peers turned her into a nice piece of furniture to sit on as she knelt down on her knees.
“I will prepare a backrest and armrests for you.”
After that, the twins who were named beds nodded. Nicole and Rosaria, who had dark black hair and eyes that sparkled like copper skin, stood on their knees. He pressed her body against her voluptuous breasts, right on her slim waist.
“Greetings to mop and toe rug. If you please sit down, I will support the master’s feet wholeheartedly with a smooth face.”
Rome, taking off her clothes while being attended to by Françoise, glared displeasedly at the self-proclaimed slut. With her deliberately calm movements, the three bodies in front of her uttered a request to sit in her chair, she slid her Shriya, and then she sneezed.
“These are the years I really don’t like. Who do you sit with or not talk to?”
It is true that the character of Baron Ardennes is simple and bearish for an aristocrat. However, it is not to be mistaken that he will be a generous person. Everyone has a reverse. Speaking of Rome, it is the act of threatening my precious wife.
So, the nine dancers, who were still treated worse than slaves or livestock, looked at him while rolling their eyes. In particular, Shuriya, who was pointed out by her, immediately bowed her head to where he was and apologized.
“Sorry, sorry…”
A beautiful woman with a mysterious spirit humbled herself. She held her ass up to be punished until she let go. However, Rome, who was not even willing to do that, sat on top of Claudia without even replying.
“Please guide the stupid whore’s rudeness…”
She used the breasts of sisters Nicole and Rosaria, who are similar in size and size because they are her twins, as padded backrests. She also tempered her temper a little as they flattered her shoulders with her hands, which could be used as armrests if need be.
“I dare to apologize to Okche.”
“I will massage her shoulders so that my sister will not harm her health.”
“If you have any special difficulties, please feel free to order.”
“I will serve you with all my heart so that your fatigue will be relieved.”
The baron, leaning on his woman’s body, put his right foot forward. Then, unlike Shuriya next to her, Himena, who was kneeling rather politely, responded with a grin. She kept her tan hair back out of the way and kissed her instep with her lips gathered reverently.
“Your foot rug, Himena, greets you today with a respectful heart. Please enjoy the pleasant pleasure while stepping on the humble face of the smooth, wandering girl. She will live to be crushed under the feet of her master all her life.”
Beautiful enough to attract the attention of everyone around her, she carefully placed her propped feet on her face. She wanted to lick the soles of her feet with her long tongue, then put her thumbs and little fingers into her mouth and sucked them carefully.
She was attractive in her well-toned body, like her dancer’s, but now she was only her instrument, licking her feet to the satisfaction of her baron. Her clear collarbones and clean armpits, as well as her distinct abs, were great enough to charm men with her wealth.
“Hueup, puhuah…”
Jimena, who carefully supported Rome’s legs with her hands so as not to cause discomfort, poured affection into her footsteps as if kissing her lover. She was like that even before Lucienne’s assistantship ended, but she was a female with plenty of reasons to give her favor because she was admirable.
“Raise your head, Shuri.”
“Yes, Master… !”
She lifted her forehead from the ground again and smiled. She blinked her dark golden eyes as prettily as possible, trying not to go against her planting. As a result, she was pardoned after being slapped on the soft cheek below the tear point.
“Do it right.”
“Sorry. I will never be presumptuous again… !”
“Shut up and lick it. You’re a slut from now on, so don’t say a word until I give you permission.”
So Shriya obeyed. As if she had already fallen in love with her, she served diligently, licked and sucked Rome’s feet like Jimena, and worshiped him like a god. Unlike her colleague, who had already become her loyal rug, she had to be intensively criticized because of her lack of slut skills, but she did her best.
Even when she gently touches the pubic hairs of her well-groomed pubis with her toes, which is impressive.
Even when he slapped her tiny breasts like a slapper.
Looking at the face that said she was just paying attention to her and thanking her teacher without saying anything, I got the impression that Lucienne had really educated her well. Likewise, the rest, having done their part, following a colleague who had become her baron’s armchair.
“Master? Greetings from Amisha, who you will be using to discharge your cum today.”
The rag and the rug, and the woman who crawled like a snake between the legs they were serving, looked up at Rom fervently with her green eyes. Perhaps it was because of the tattoos on her delicate forearm in red paint, and she had an off-white color and atmosphere that would be too good to be degraded to be just her toilet, so I asked her intentions.
“I’m sorry, but I’d like to ask for a vaginal examination.”
Amisha, lips redder than her own tattoo, wide open showed her mouth. She had never eaten any food since she was captured and obeyed, and it seemed that a strange pattern had been newly imprinted on her tongue. She added softly to the baron, who tilted her head at the decoration she had never seen before.
“It is a shamanistic tattoo that is effective for direction and purity. It also has the power to make you feel repulsive so that you cannot hold or swallow anything that is not your bodily fluid without permission.”
Every time he spoke, a faint scent wafted out. As the saying goes, hygiene is basic, and it seems that he paid attention to the sense of immorality that dirty his clean mouth like holding a flower in his mouth.
“If there is a specific attitude or service you would like to designate, please let us know. First of all, I will fulfill my role as a toilet so that there is no inconvenience.”
Amisha, her cunt naked with her legs apart, raised her tiptoes. She put her hands behind her back in her vulgar squatting posture like a bitch, and she added, maintaining that difficult and shameful posture of her own accord.
“Then, I will embrace the glans part…”
“Don’t hold it, let it go on your own so it’s good for stabbing your throat.”
Rom was stunned. The female, who earlier showed the will of submission with Jimena, was quite loyal even after knowing that there was no way to live except fall. In addition, when I looked at the tattoos that accentuated my exotic charm, or when the rings on my nipples and navel jingled, I felt very satisfied.
“I will follow your command.”
Amisha lowered her head and put her large glans in at once, just as she was. She let the shaft of her phallus stretch out loudly, deep as the vicious veins pruned. She started to drool while smelling her male scent that spread throughout her mouth and her terrible body odor.
“Chuhuu, chuhuu…”
The sight of dropping something close to mouthwatering both up and down stimulated the baron’s lust. After clenching his fists, he endured the urge to slaughter the females immediately and paid attention to the next step.
“Malika sees the master. If you need a place to spit or shake off ash…”
Her jet-black hair, contrasting deep blue eyes, and relatively white skin compared to other dancers, full of flesh and voluptuousness, showed the unique personality of a mixed race.
“Otherwise, I will do my best to help with my work by contributing my lack of brains and lack of penmanship.”
Even more so, contemplation, which gives off a venomous feeling, is perfect for swearing and relaxing whenever things don’t go well.
“This is Ashka who caused a lot of trouble with repeated rebellion. If you want to unleash your sadism with hard work, we’ve got the cheeks, tits, belly, and ass of this scathing bitch.”
The highlight was the woman who led all these dancers. She was an alluring middle-aged Mibu with a charming point that stood out in her rich black hair.
She showed off her rare healthy beauty with breasts as big as those of Ashuka and Françoise, and abs that were clearly split in a straight line.
“I’ve been worried about the baron without knowing the baron’s mercy. I’m shameless, but if you watch over me, I promise that from now on I will become a woman who will serve my master like the sky.”
“You’ll know when you see it.”
Of course, the rom didn’t go beyond the slightest. Even if Ashka’s attitude was sincere, there was no reason to show favor to the person who rallied the other dancers and tried to harm my lovely concubine.
“Were you Gayatri there?”
“Yes, I am Gayatri, who was born to be the master’s pillow. Right now, I am unable to fulfill my role, so I will do my best by dancing, singing, and running errands. If there is anything you want me to do, please give me an order.”
Gayatri, with her brown hair hanging down, approached. Seeing her face with a dot between her eyebrows, the size of her hips, which is the best among the dancers, and the size of her breasts, which are next to Ashka, it seemed like it would be fun to play with.
“Malika go get something to drink, and you two come closer.”
Eventually, it was time to start working. Rom, using the breasts and buttocks of the two people who were called to each side as toys, signaled to the concubine who was preparing to work across from where I was sitting.
“Now, Francoise?”
“The first item…”
Seriously, the expression busy with construction couldn’t be more appropriate.
