Chapter 214 – 21. Henrietta of the Corruption (4)
Body and mind are separate.
So, when the Duchess’s reason came up again, her body was still in a situation where the aftermath of hypnosis hadn’t escaped. As if she was lightly asleep, she let her mind go blank, trusting her will to the whispering voice in her ear.
“Sister, why are you so mesmerized?”
I saw a familiar figure in front of me in a dream-like blurry world. He approached with gentle steps, revealing his pretty golden hair and aquamarine eyes, flirting with sensual gestures, then stopped in front of someone and knelt down.
“Are you Orian?”
“The West is waiting for you.”
As if you were playing on the clouds, the surroundings were all cloudy and cloudy. In a space where the ceiling and floor are hard to distinguish, the younger brother who suddenly appeared was making an expression that could not be more ecstatic than that. She was sincerely submissive to her man, who towered tall and prominent like her old tree.
“I have to move.”
The bewildered Duchess’ apatite-like eyes flickered. In the meantime, Orianne, who had given her all in her white jade-like naked body, put her hands together and bowed her head. She was serving him in her decadent and lustful form.
Her feet, like statues depicting her heroes, gently stepped on the back of her precious brother’s head. Even then, as if she didn’t get offended by her sexuality, he touched her and insulted her. Even so, Oriane didn’t get angry, but she bowed even tighter and accepted the atrocity.
“Umm, side…”
Furthermore, when the mischievous bullying was over, he kissed his feet and hinted at his unwavering loyalty. She had no idea what the hell she was doing that made her so devoted.
“Why is that, sister?”
Henrietta felt quite embarrassed. It was because her lovely younger brother was staring at her with a strange face as she stood still. Moreover, the two were the mistresses of the duke’s family and the margrave’s family, respectively.
The noble sisters from Aquitaine do not know how to surrender.
Her older sister reached her present position through loftiness and her younger brother through elegance. But why is Oriane acting like her courtesan sticking out her tongue to this man? She was the first to reprimand her while he tried to frown at her bizarre displeasure.
“Are you rolling that useless head?”
It was an amazing handling. The wisdom of the proud Duchess was one of the sources of the LeBlanc family’s prosperity today. As if she was nicknamed the socialite queen for nothing, Henrietta’s brain is brilliant and her knowledge is extraordinary.
If that’s the case, how dare she point her head at that level and say it’s useless.
In her heat, she opened her mouth. She was about to hand out her warning that even you couldn’t stand such nonsense. And Oriane took a step ahead of that, playing with Henrietta, acting like a clever psychologist.
“You can’t do that, your sister is a female.”
“Uh, what…”
Before I knew it, Mrs. Baek, who raised her body, approached calmly. She was her younger sister, whom she cherished, with her blonde hair and clear blue eyes. Perhaps she was possessed by an evil being, she whispered obscene stories like a dream horse in fairy tales, but it was like that.
“I have to pay homage to the West. Get on her knees and press her foreheads forward and apologize for her arrogance towards her female subjects. Let her sister’s repugnant breasts press pretty against her sides, showing off her ruined form.”
“Oriane, I am…”
“Hurry. Because even the West, who was very merciful in Amman, would have a hard time putting up with cheeky bitches like our sisters constantly being arrogant and sarcastic. Please wake me up as a bitch who can give me entertainment as soon as possible.”
Instinctively, Orianne placed her hands on Henrietta’s shoulders and pressed them down with her own strength. Her sister, who couldn’t stand the strength of her unknown depth, forced her to fall to her knees.
“If cumbersome social status bothers you, throw it all away. We’re not people, we’re just beasts. Because she was born to rejoice under a cool and dignified male like Mr. Seo.”
How did this power come from her slender arms? The Duchess, who had no clue that it was the effect of brainwashing in her unconscious mind, was confused. She could not bear to resist and was helplessly led by her undressing sister as I pulled her velvet dress one by one.
“Rather, even if I’m happy, it’s not enough. It’s a great opportunity to serve a great man like Seo-Bang-nim as his father, isn’t it? I know her sister’s ego is sky-high, but she’s not here.”
“Hey, stop it… !”
“Do not resist, obey. Leave her body and give her mind.”
Maybe it was because she was on her knees. Henrietta’s body trembled. Her whole body went numb and she felt like she couldn’t get out of it. It was an incomprehensible sense of helplessness for her, who had always wielded her power and exercised her position in the lead position.
“I hate it, because I hate it!”
Slap! The Duchess, who roughly shook her brother’s hand, widened her eyes. She looked up at the man in question, who had been quietly watching her until then. “Did you make this child like this?” She said, ready to shoot.
But, took.
Henrietta couldn’t do that. It was because something thick and large was placed on her face, which forced her to kneel down and look up at the statue.
“Ah… ?”
It looked like a cunning snake, and the temperature was boiling hot. Her smell was thick, intense, and intoxicating, and like her heart, it even pulsated in her periodically, making her thump thump and dizzy.
“Ah, ah, ah… ?”
The lofty Duchess’s body froze as it was. Thanks to a prank played by her cute nephew, she climaxed, not even dreaming that she was already addicted to this stuff.
“Whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops…”
The increased breathing was clear evidence that Henrietta’s sympathetic nerves were excited. With her eyes wide open, she sniffed her nose as she realized the shape of her vicious phallus. She melted as she heard her brother come back to her and whisper in her ear.
“Can’t you resist?”
It was blasphemous blasphemy. Because she couldn’t even have that thought.
“Do you want to obey?”
I wanted to if I could. Her bodily pleasure, which cannot be fully expressed with just the word instinct, continued to urge on without ceasing. And as if Oriane had been waiting for that, she started her virtuous brainwashing right next to her.
“But no, I can’t give my sister-in-law a cheeky bitch like her sister.”
“That, that…”
“You say you don’t like it? You say you hate it?”
“I-I didn’t even say I hated it… !”
The countess stretched out her hand for her lustful, voluptuous breasts and squeezed them from behind her. She tickled her prominent nipples with her fingernails, sometimes violently crushing the shape. When that caused her to groan plaintively, he put a hand between her crotch and gently brushed away her pubic hair.
And stabbed Squeaking the clenched pussy across the crack.
The Duchess’ seomseomoksu was still free. But for some reason, Henrietta couldn’t think of freeing herself from this restraint that gripped her. Not to mention, she went so far as to prop up her man’s scrotum with both of her hands, just as her brother had preceded her.
Please feel free to use my face as a stand. It was an attitude that seemed to convey something like that.
“Would you like to be the West’s, sister?”
The lewd marquise’s wife did not miss the opportunity and suddenly intervened. She was a testament to where my daughter’s cleverness came from. Her skill at instilling worship and obedience deep inside her brain while manipulating her blood and kin she had relied on for a long time was admirable.
“Oh, will it be…”
“What can I do?”
“I want to be…”
“But she’s not quite sure if she can dedicate such a spoiled woman to the West?”
“I can do well…”
A horny Henrietta drooled at her as she smelled the scent of her fierce male body. She didn’t even notice her mind being watered by immoral fornication and common sense, and she suddenly gulped down the liquid that filled her mouth.
“Yes, I believe. If it’s a sister, she’s sure to be a well-dressed, well-mannered jizz recipient. Let’s make it a pretty place to serve Seobang-sama with her sisters. I will tell you step by step from the side so that there is no rudeness in case.”
She followed the lead to her fall, feeling the taste sticking to it sweeter than any other delicacy.
“We are females.”
“Female…”
“I am a slave and a beast that deserves to be laid under the feet of the West. She’s a girl who has nothing to say even if she’s treated worse than that.”
“Girl…”
Unlike the spirit sleeping deep inside, I gradually craved the desire wrapped up in the body outside.
“That’s why you should always live with an apologetic heart. You should be forgiven for putting on a smooth face and pretending to be noble. A few bitches are unlucky for bitches who will quickly spill dirty fucks and slurps.”
There is only one precious thing.
“How dare you try to match the West as high as the sky?”
Giabi is the only one who reigns over them.
“Is it natural for humans to breathe or speak? But females have to be allowed to even breathe or talk. Yes, the merciful Seobang-nim usually lets things loose freely, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t act out because of difficulty breathing when playing with a bitch’s mouth or neck.”
This man deserves to be served.
“The same goes for putting on clothes.”
His name is Romuald Dior.
“If Seo Bang-nim asks us to take it off, we must immediately take off the piece of cloth we are wearing as erotically as possible. Regardless of the time and place, even if other people are watching, girls and females and assholes who would not be enough with such expressions are apologizing for imitating people.”
The infusion of ideas through brainwashing continued like that.
“All together… ?”
“Of course. There can be no exceptions. It’s not just Henrietta LeBlanc and Oriane Lemoang, but even Lucienne Lemoant. A bitch who breaks this iron rule never deserves to serve the West. So keep that fact in mind and follow her sister.”
In the unconscious of the hypnotized Duchess, Oriane, who cast a shady shadow, grinned.
“Education starts now.”
“Yes, I will work hard.”
“I’m glad you are going to make a really pretty fucking house.”
It was a very surprising fact, though.
“I will make sure to do that.”
The occultist’s daughter with a vicious temper was not a mutant who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
