Chapter 334 – 33. Marguerite of Immorality (4)
The small, cute boy’s hand went towards the healthy, bronzed beauty. As if she was instinctively drawn to the figure of a woman full of voluptuous beauty, she held her two glossy cheeks and smiled softly. She knelt down on her knees and lowered her posture, looking down at the woman who was much older than me.
“Ashka is pretty.”
The first thing I did was admire the curly black hair and gray eyes. The child, who praised the unfamiliar and exotic wanderer’s beauty, kissed her with an expression that stimulated maternal love. Even though her body may have become younger for a moment, the memories of her still masterfully set the mood as if she were a dashing baron.
“Can I spit?”
No permission was needed at all. Ashuka looked at her master with envy and nodded gently. She greeted the boy with a new, beautiful appearance, clumsily spilling his saliva on her, sticking out her tongue and weaving it together. I devoted myself with the attitude of willingly accepting everything from you.
“I like you too, Shuri.”
Even she wasn’t everything. There were as many as eight more dancers surrounding the child in a tight circle, worshiping him like an idol. They were, so to speak, believers, offering appetizing female bodies as offerings and waiting for their turn.
“The best is Himena, because she’s so cool!”
The anesthetized body reached its peak with just the owner’s call. Even the dancers, who had no way of knowing that fact, vaguely guessed that I was leaving when they felt their faces getting brighter. Just as a subjugated being responds to a call.
“Shuriya, it’s funny because the fur underneath is as soft as a brush. Himena’s sister is so upset that she wants to keep playing around. So, I will keep both of them mine from now on.”
He placed his lips filled with admiration and kissed the spot under Shriya’s eyes, which had golden pupils. I loved rubbing Ximena’s abs with her amazing body. Just when you thought she was just a child with mischievous behavior, she surprisingly showed off her superior masculinity.
“Are you going to do it? Huh?”
As the two were struggling to know what to say, I slapped their faces with a dick as thick as my forearm. It was truly such a sight to see the face of a female in agony, feeling pleasure at the immoral insult, smiling and excited.
‘Not a child, but a worthy master…’ …’
Asuka, who was the oldest in the position of leader, was treated disparagingly, leaving out the word “Sister.” She looked up at me and gave me a kiss with her affection, followed by her drool, marking me as her property.
‘Yes, you are saying that nothing changes whether you are old or young. This man is truly our ruler. That’s why you kissed me when I looked up. If you keep forgetting the topic like this, it probably means that he is willing to give you favor.’
If it wasn’t intentional, he had a scary temperament. No matter how much of a tool it is to foster obedience, it is likely that one would feel a sense of rejection towards one’s younger self, but by anticipating such a reaction in advance and making the top and bottom clear, I was able to prevent any untoward incidents in advance.
‘It doesn’t make sense unless you already know. It means that we act even without realizing that we are bitches who cannot disobey something. If that’s the case, it means that he was born to rule over lowly women…’
When I thought about it, it turned out to be a female. The dancers staying here in this cozy room were not people, but mere beasts. Those who faced the fate of being born to be dominated by a young and weak boy became increasingly influenced.
“You must not ask for consent, master.”
Shriya said with a grin as she tore the tentacles in her lower abdomen with her sharp nails. He showed off his neat black pubic hair to his owner and taught him immoral sexual ideas. Through an act that could be called an instillation of confidence, he led the way for the younger Rom to become a man as manly as before.
“We are enslaved bitches. This restored body is your right and joy to enjoy. So, whether you will be mine is wrong. The command to make it mine is right.”
“Yes, then Shuriya, you are mine from now on!”
“It’s always been like that. Your slut, Shriya, who always serves you with all her heart, will send you greetings. I also removed the pussy hair that the owner said he liked. You can play with it by gently touching it, or you can pull it and tear it, so just enjoy it…”
That was the beginning. Starting from Shuriya’s actions, the hesitant dancers looked at each other. Soon, Himena, who had a record of being called first, took action next. She spoke as if she did not want her young and innocent owner to be monopolized by a low-class dancer.
“Violence is your privilege. Educating a naughty bitch by scratching and hitting her is perfect for releasing built-up anger. A big stick is good for hitting a smooth spandex, but the taste of your hand is the best.”
The mimic tentacles were literally sticking together. Even the straight abs and the outline of the slim, well-toned body were clear and vivid. Thanks to this, Ximena did not have to show her skin, unlike the previous Shuriya.
“Now, master? Would you like to open her hands wide and hit me in the face?”
“But if you hit me, it’ll hurt.”
“That’s right. People feel sad and hurt when they are beaten for no reason. But it’s not a beast. This is especially unthinkable for a female like me. From now on, I will tell you the reason, so don’t worry and hit it with all your might.”
After hesitating for a moment, Rom followed her advice. She ran her tiny palms across Ximena’s supple skin and watched. The female turned her head slightly and experienced a spectacle of joy with her eyes smiling.
“How is it? Do I look like I’m sick?”
“I feel so good! “Do you like it if I hit you more?”
“Sure. You’re great too. This time, try kicking me in the stomach. The assault is such that the shock transmitted beyond the strong abdominal muscles flows through the nerves. After that, you can step on my fallen self and enjoy the role of a rug.”
Of course, the boy’s shuffling was like child’s play. Let alone giving a slight movement to the thoroughly trained assassin’s abs, he couldn’t even properly pierce the tentacles covering them. Still, Ximena, who tried hard to discipline her, pretended to collapse.
“Please step on it. Please look down on me and curse me. Celebrate the moment while indulging in your desire for conquest. All of that may not be easy now. In the end, you will definitely be able to do it. In that sense, before she raises her head, I will give her last bow to her foot rug, Himena.”
Anyway, it was rewarding. The sight of her owner placing his paw on her tawny hair in a careful motion gave her a strange pleasure. In addition, the realization that she would continue to be trampled by the handsome boy with the scar touched her heart.
“Hehe, everyone is so nice. It’s fun because it tells me things I don’t know. I used to hate studying because it was difficult, but it was fun doing it with my sisters. I want to be happy together for a long time. Furthermore, I will work hard to make it happen. With Asuka, with Shriya, with Himena, and again…”
In contrast to her jet-black hair, she also had white skin for a wanderer. The name of the dancer, who had unique features and unique charm because she was of mixed race, was Mallika. She was a female with a remarkable ability to collect saliva like an ashtray.
“Ugh, Mallika gets scared when she’s angry! But sometimes it feels really special!”
“There are few things more pleasing than humiliating a sharp-tongued bitch. In particular, since I tend to act differently from what I really feel, there will be many times when I feel blunt. At that time, please take out this pipe right away.”
“Danbatae? What is that?”
“It’s not Dan, it’s Dam. It’s an object that emits mist and creates calmness. When you light it and puff, white smoke comes out. There is no need to smoke it if it doesn’t suit your taste. “I remember she didn’t smoke even before she got smaller.”
Just light it, shake off the remaining cigarette leaves and loose ashes, and close your mouth. I’m not saying that you should avoid it from other females, but when you spit, please use yourself as an ashtray.
“Don’t forget. You don’t have to look for your master’s ashtray, you’re a bitch that comes running to you just by calling. You don’t have to bother throwing it away every time you run out. I will take care of it well. The key is none other than aesthetics.”
“After listening to what my sister said, I want to try feeding her. “I want to drink a sweet drink and spit out the accumulated saliva.”
Mallika, who said she would look forward to it, took her turn. Since she had many colleagues still waiting for their turn, she appealed to them to pay attention to them as well. And so Amisha, with her brilliant green eyes sparkling, opened her mouth.
“Master, your body is beyond cognition. Thanks to this, the dirty waste is mixed with some of the magical power and sublimated. “I don’t know how someone who is even funny with deadly poison and curses became so fascinated, but please remember.”
“Amisha is so sweet! “It’s nice and tingling to get a side dish after I have to rest!”
“Everything you talk about is precious material. Even the expression ‘nectar’ is an exaggeration, so what can you hide when you are emitting essence? Since the body has already entered the realm of God, excretion is merely an expression.”
“Yeah, I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“After eating food, in the process of digesting it, by-products are expelled from the body. The residue left after absorbing nutrients is dirty. But the master’s body has already achieved complete biological activity under a certain blessing.”
“I still don’t know!”
“I’m just saying that you can spit and cum as much as you want. Whenever you feel like it, please find Amisha’s mouth, which is the toilet, and relieve yourself. Not only saliva and external fluid, but even cum is a pleasant elixir to me as a shaman.”
The brown-haired Gayatri, whose wide-open hips was impressive, also spoke.
“That’s what Amisha is saying. If I mix my body with my master, I won’t just end up not growing old, but I can become like you. “Your hunger will disappear, so you won’t need to eat something every day, and your fatigue will go away, so there will be no reason to sleep regularly.”
“It’s difficult for me to even say what Gayatri says…”
“Well, to put it simply, just being able to serve my master up close is a great opportunity. I’m not being humble, it’s just the truth. After all, your act of ruling us is itself charity.”
“Charity?”
“I’m saying it’s okay for me to lie down comfortably and beat this perky bitch’s ass. On the contrary, I think it would be difficult if I didn’t do that. “I don’t know if I dare say this, but I would be happy if you would eat it.”
Her look-alike twin sisters Nicole and Rosaria also continued the conversation.
“The role of a bed like ours is to be a place for the owner to lie down, right?”
“Good for sleeping or enjoying sex.”
“So let’s change our thinking.”
“Everyone is already at peak excitement with tentacles clinging to them all day long. The moment you take this off or stick to it, the anesthesia will wear off and you will go crazy. Moreover, once you see your master’s item, you won’t stop craving it.”
And the last one was Claudia, a pure Gallic-born dancer with rare and impressive dark blonde hair. Her long, thin body stood out with its unusual off-white color.
“The key is this.”
The nine dancers declared that if they were given the command, they would immediately take off their cumbersome clothes and go on in a grand manner. They said they would enchant their eyes and ears and not stop until they fainted first or satisfied them.
“Precious master, even after you grow up, you are still dignified, so the girls who are in heat like bitches will ask you questions.”
They bowed like saints prostrating before a statue of a god.
“Please don’t fuck these bitches who are so horny looking at you… ?”