Chapter 77 – 7. Wife, Lady, Maid (7)
The arrogant noble lady has fallen. Instead of enslaving herself, she decided to protect the precious Bijou Françoise. She had a sacrificial spirit that could never be seen against an exclusive lady’s maid. The bond between the two was so deep and precious.
“Lucienne, what did this scroll say?”
“Cultivating obedience…”
Rom nodded as if he remembered now. The scroll in his hand was an incantation that made him feel dizzy the more he resisted and the more fulfilled he felt when he obediently followed it. Of course, it wasn’t a featureless scroll that I’d forgotten in less than a day after hearing the explanation.
In the first place, there was nothing in Lucienne’s collection that was not rare.
“I wonder if this is something for Francoise.”
“I will take it instead…”
Shaking her body her, she forced a smile. She made a heart shape with both of her hands and brought it to her lower belly tattoo where her uterus would be. The pattern that shined more colorfully than before was a car that already possessed eight spells besides cultivating obedience.
“Well, I don’t really recommend it.”
“No…”
Semen addiction, climax inhibition, masochism, nipple sensitization, clitoral sensitization, hypnotic brainwashing, attitude correction, and obedience.
“A cheeky motherfucker like me must cultivate her submissiveness in order to be faithful to the West…”
The words, which were as unnatural as they weren’t true, now felt quite real. Shrugging her shoulders, Rom rubbed his right hand over his scroll her. After confirming that mystical power dwelled on her fingertips, I stabbed Lucienne in the lower abdomen.
Pot, the light from the newly inscribed incantation acted and spread throughout the body. Even so, the body was pushed to the limit, but there was no mercy at all. Her her rom her stretched out her hand her to her her with her glazed eyes. She squeezed through the crack and enjoyed the sensation of a wet bite.
“Huh, yeah, uh…”
“Knead your breasts and tease your waist.”
Lucienne held her breasts herself. With her mouth slightly open, she let out a moan with her tasteless expression on her face, and she licked Rome’s fingers in her vagina her as best she could, as if it were something to be worshiped. She swayed her waist like a voluptuous western dancer, her buttocks pulled back as far as she could, twitching and blooming into a vulgar woman.
“Wasn’t it a spell that made you dizzy the more you rebelled?”
“Yeah, yes…”
“Then it is an order.”
With a mischievous smile on his face Her, Rome cast a spell like thunder from the sky. It was a cunning plan to tease her without cleverly stepping out of the bounds of her promise.
“Offer Oriane and Françoise to me.”
“… !”
Lucienne, who had been following her orders her in a daze, was taken aback. She soon opened her mouth, raking her crumbly hatred into her wildly raised eyes. No matter how much you put me down, it’s hard to give in, and I gave in in the first place because I didn’t want to let you play with the two of you.
“Ooh, don’t be ridiculous… !”
A stinging, submissive incantation tore through her brain her. She brought her dizziness as if asking where to go to the person she was supposed to serve with a lithe voice. Nevertheless, Lucienne, who had returned to the Winter Stone in the northern part of the country, exclaimed despite all the restrictions.
“I don’t accept orders like that… !”
“It’s half talk again. The bitch is cheeky.”
Rom, cynical, fucked her vagina wildly. The secreted love juice had already acted as a lubricant, so there was nothing to hurt, but unlike her just before, it was very unreasonable not to care for her ejaculation at all.
Sizzle, squeak, sizzle…
Lucienne, her tongue hanging down, grabbed Rome’s wrist. She was already an accomplished woman who had given up swordsmanship long ago and could not push her away her. Because her forearm was covered with thick muscles, it could be said to be her weapon her.
“Hick… !”
“Don’t you want to go?”
“Hey, hey, hey… !”
“Would you let her live her whole life from now on without knowing the climax?”
The well-groomed female body lifted up. Gently supporting her with only one of her fingers inserted into her vagina her, her rom her gently squeezed her neck her. Depending on her answer her, she whispered about her old wife her, who was moaning at her painful pleasure her, as if it might create a nasty habit.
“Choice is free. If you just say you’re going to sacrifice two people, I’ll let you go until you pass out. I bet it will be the most thrilling climax of your life. But if you don’t, I’ll put a little strength on the hand that’s holding your neck here. Then, for a very short time, I will allow you to climax.”
“Hey, hee, hee… !”
“And I will give you an order. From now on, if it is not for this kind of pleasure, I will become a body that cannot climax. Even though you have a delicate body, how many men in the world can lift you up with just one finger and strangle you moderately? How much more could a proud bitch like you ask for that?”
The reason she was able to despise herself in her previous life was her because Rom respected the woman I took as her wife her, no matter how humiliated she was.
“Lucienne?”
Rom called out in a cold, low voice. Lucienne threw her head back and let out an unknown moan of her own. Even so, she did not dare to give up on the two of them, as if it was difficult. Her pupils were completely lethargic, a sign of fainting.
“It’s good to faint, but be aware. It won’t end just like that.”
However, her tenacious master her quietly warned her even as her consciousness her faded. As if even losing her sanity her was under her own control her, she threw herself onto the bed where her her Françoise was bound and struggling.
Fluff, and push.
Her incontinent young lady gushed out only the clear, transparent liquid of love. Thanks to her slime that penetrated her body her, Lucienne’s body her was already nothing more than for her pleasure her.
“Hehe, ugh, haha…”
It took a few minutes before she could control her body her again. In the meantime, Rome, who found something to drink while relaxing her aching shoulders, took a sip of the teapot that was kept in the corner of her room. After that, she asked Françoise, who had accidentally met her eyes her, scanning the corner of her mouth her.
“Anything to say?”
The maid, who was speechless with her tears, managed to nod her head. It was because her blood was not circulating well because she was kept in a tied position. Rom, who had a hunch that it was time to loosen her up, came over to her and cut the wires that were tied to her.
“Remove the padded silk on your own.”
It was truly terrifying strength.
“I’m tired, so it’s okay to go back. Keep in mind that if you do the same next time, Lucienne will pay the price.”
Her whole body her tingled. It was only natural that she had been imprisoned for dozens of hours. She didn’t excuse herself, fortunately she didn’t, but it must have been an indescribably difficult time for her.
“Wow, Fuhaa… !”
Françoise, who hastily spat out the gag, approached Lucienne. And she hugged her tightly without saying a word.
“My lady, I’m sorry…”
In the end, he could not hold back her tears and let out her emotions and comforted her. She patted her back and looked at Rom across from me with fear mixed in her eyes. Still, she glared intently for the first few moments, then she couldn’t show her guts any more and gently lowered her.
“Baron Romuald…”
Although he was an illegitimate child, he came from a ducal family. The military power possessed by the body has been reputed to be the best in the kingdom since ancient times. He may be one of the best or strongest on the continent. He was the rising power of this frozen land, and he was a mediocre maid.
The only thing worth looking at was her appearance, which was so smooth that the picky young lady would like it.
I had to know the subject. I had to realize in advance that it was a fight that my opponent could not compete with from the beginning. The stupidity of not doing that was what created the current situation. Françoise, who admitted defeat in a weak voice, begged for mercy for her master.
“Please stop forgiving Miss Lucienne…”
“She seems to be seriously mistaken about something, but I have always forgiven her.”
It was always like that now. Rom looked down at her lady’s maid with her cold eyes. Just giving her a look like a predator with her prey in sight her made her immobilize. And then, unexpectedly, she said something that came from her heart.
“I love you as much as Oriane.”
It was definitely the Marquis Marquis who gave meaning to my pitiful life. However, it was Lucienne here who made me jump over the flow of time and reach today.
“This is what she chose. In fact, it would be nice to say that it was something I wanted.”
“I mean, I just…”
Françoise hesitated for a moment. Since she was a child, she has always accompanied the Lady of the Marquis, and her word was her exclusive maid of her, and she was no different from her family of her. In fact, to some extent, it also fits in a sexual sense. I don’t remember giving my body to anyone other than Lucienne.
She’s like a de facto virgin. So it was not unreasonable to hesitate.
However, all of this was the price I paid for my foolishness, who acted recklessly without even knowing the subject. Isn’t that what Lucienne, the lady I should be serving, is paying for? Unlike her dead alter ego her, she wasn’t an unscrupulous saleswoman.
“I will serve you as an adult…”
Rom gave a small exclamation. Françoise dropped Lucienne for a moment, perhaps gaining her hope from his reaction to her. In her moment her, she grabbed her sleeve her and shook her head, encouraging her with her faint smile.
“It’s okay, lady.”
It wasn’t as an exclusive maid.
“B, Bijou…”
It was as an older lover.
“I will protect you this time.”
Then she got off her bed and straightened her clothes. Because the first impression was not good, he put his hands together politely enough to put his past her, where he had been harsh all the time. Also, in a calm voice, he expressed his intention of complete obedience.
“It’s all my fault, baron.”
I did n’t even tell her to, but Françoise lifted her skirt and revealed her underwear to her.
“It is I who should be punished, not Miss Lucienne. So if you take it off, tell me to take it off. Even if I kneel, tell me to kneel. Whatever you ask me to do, I’ll do it nicely…”
It was an expression of determination to absolutely obey any order.
“Please, let the young lady rest, and take your anger out on this naughty bitch…”
Rom was silent. In a way, it seemed like he was deep in thought. In fact, unlike the way he looked, it was nothing to worry about.
Even so, I hesitated because I felt that if I went a little further, I could get the results I wanted. It was as if his sharpened sixth sense was shouting.
‘Hmm, let’s try it.’
With a deliberately grave expression on his face, he approached Françoise. She scanned her with her face, completely unable to fathom what she was thinking, then suddenly stretched out her arm and squeezed her neck. Then she dragged herself to the table and pretended to examine the tools strewn about.
“… I’ll give it to you!”
Only then did the response come.
“Because my mother, I, and even Bijou will give it all… !”
Lucienne, who could no longer bear the precarious appearance of Françoise, and her arrogant Marquis, finally surrendered with sincerity.
“Please forgive me…”
It was the perfect conquest of the Lemoang family.
