Chapter 361 – 36. Goyowol (1)
It was the call of morning resolution.
In front of the special room heading to the basement, Françoise, who became her assistant maid, and the nine dancers coincidentally ran into each other. It was quite an awkward encounter, as one side showed mercy while the other side returned the favor with vengeance.
“Did the owner call you all?”
“Yes, he told me to come to the basement…”
“Oh, that’s a big deal. You must still be young. “Did she do anything?”
Worst of all, even the women who made a living out of killing their targets by any means could not find a place to focus their eyes. Even though he had already expressed his gratitude several times, it was true that their relationship was not amicable.
Nevertheless, Françoise spoke willingly. Small conversations continued smoothly in a friendly tone. If she were a normal person, she would have been reluctant, but she appeared indifferent, as if she had not been favored by the picky Margrave’s daughter for no reason.
“Now that I think about it, everyone, I heard you took great care of my master yesterday?”
“Oh, it just happened to be like that.”
“Thank you. I was very worried, but I was very relieved to hear that you were always by my side. It looks like there was some misunderstanding in some ways. Still, I think it is a great harvest just to be able to confirm her loyalty to her master.”
Her maid, Jang, with her deep chestnut-colored hair, was truly bold. Her breasts were so voluptuous that they could be recognized even under her thick maid’s uniform, and she had a generous spirit that could not help but be hard.
“… “We thought the master was accidentally sacrificed in some conspiracy.”
As expected, it was Asuka, the elder and team leader, who came forward as the representative. She was neatly dressed in the maid’s uniform that she had been given after becoming a member of the proper male family, and, like Françoise, she had large breasts.
Even if only the arms were bigger, it would definitely be a perfect uniform.
For some reason, the two women’s breasts kept bouncing as they walked. With that voluptuous body, she spread her powerful charm all around her. So, we went down the secret staircase beyond the special room, and by the time we reached the underground harem, we were able to have a few sympathetic conversations.
“Ashuka, her shoulders are a lot tight, right?”
“Because of your breasts? I guess so. And please just call me by my first name.”
Since they are of a higher rank, they should be treated as they deserve. Ashuka, who gave the reason, also apologized for her past actions. She nodded to express her gratitude for coming to them again, even though they were uncomfortable to deal with.
“It may be new to you, but we apologize again for what we did in the past…”
“Are you okay. The future is important. Above all, you are now indispensable to your master. “I will speak well to Miss Lucien, so she can gradually adapt and be there for author Nam.”
“On behalf of myself and my children, I promise you that we will.”
By the time the light topic was over, the ten women had arrived in front of the harem. For some reason, I tilted my head when I heard a sound coming from beyond the wide open door, and when I saw the scene unfolding again, I didn’t know what to do. The abbot, with her eyebrows raised, pursed her lips with an angry look on her face.
“Wow! Eup! Hu-eup, eup!”
The reason why no sound was heard even though it seemed like he was getting angry was because of the help of a woman. Lucien stood around the entrance in seductive lingerie, waving her hands as if she were a conductor.
“… Phew, I really can’t beat you, no matter how old or new I was. “I must have bruises on my back.”
Françoise and the nine dancers looked puzzled. A female duchess who subdued Marguerite with mysterious power, a naked noble sister crawling on the floor with a rattling chain around her neck, and even a baron who was wiping away sweat and massaging his eyebrows as if he was tired.
‘What on earth is going on?’
‘I’m confused…’
The harem, although promiscuous, was not messy. For some reason, it made no sense right now. Not only that, but Rom, the owner of this space, seemed to have lost all his energy, so he went and sat down on a nearby sofa. Lucien overpowered Marguerite, and while Oriane and Henrietta were crawling on all fours waiting for orders, they suddenly glanced toward the entrance of the harem and called out.
“Françoise.”
“Yes, master.”
The concubine bowed her head and gently raised the hem of her skirt in greeting. Perhaps because the medicine I gave her made her younger, she didn’t seem particularly puzzled when she saw her husband, who looked like an adolescent.
“You’re a fucking bitch from now on.”
Rom, who was swearing in an uncharacteristically thick tone, motioned for him to answer if he understood correctly. Thanks to this, the dancers began to lower their eyes, clearly realizing that their master was angry. Oriane and Henrietta, who were crawling on the floor, tried hard to hide their excitement. And Lucien, who joined in late and was busy subduing Marguerite, blew her whistle as if she was going strong.
“Come here and help me relieve my frustration.”
“Yes, I know what you mean.”
When a derogatory term is limited to a name or language, there is no treatment more insulting than that. Nevertheless, Françoise blinked a few times and then smiled as if she had immediately understood. She answered, taking off the maid’s uniform she was wearing as if she had not taken up the position of the baron’s first concubine for no reason.
“Françoise, the fucking house, is a fucking bitch from now on. “My master, who rules the Ardennes Barony in the northern frozen land, has ordered me to do so, so from now on I will abandon the name I have been using and change my name to Fuck You.”
Soon she was in her underwear and put her hands together on her lower abdomen. She made a pretty heart shape, the etiquette that a female baron should have, and pledged her unwavering loyalty, while slowly approaching the sofa where he was sitting.
“Master, you fucking colonel here. Anyway, if you just tell me what you want to vent your anger on…”
“Ashka, come here too!”
If the person being called changes, kneel down and wait without saying anything. Her assistant maid, Zhang, who was familiar with the rules of the harem, pricked her ear. When Ashuka, a slave who was startled by the sudden call, approached me, I soon guessed my role after hearing her words.
“Did you call me, master?”
“What is your name?”
“This is Ashka. “I am your faithful slave dancer, and this worthless bitch’s name is Asuka.”
“You’re wrong, you’re an asshole from now on.”
They were two people whose names were suddenly taken away. As if that wasn’t enough, they were given a title full of contempt. However, such humiliation was an honorable thing, at least in this harem. So much so that even Marguerite, who was restrained by magic, saw it.
“I understand. Asuka, the slave dancer, is an asshole as of now. No matter where or when someone asks my name, I will confess it exactly as the Master told me. “I am an asshole and a toy slave used to satisfy Baron Arden’s sexual desires.”
All the females who were not selected were jealous.
“Well then, what can I do for you bitch?”
“Fuck you, I’ve been waiting all this time, so please…” …”
Yesterday was a very long and tiring day. He was about to relieve the anger he had built up with his wives all night long, but his trusted concubine and lecherous wife ruined his plan. Even if it was a ROM, my patience would have run out.
Even so, my sister’s meddling made the situation even more troublesome.
“For the two of you, there’s a set number of things to do.”
The pretty chestnut-haired bitch had a fresh smile on her face. The exotic middle-aged Mibu Byeongshinnyeon also calmly nodded. Before long, the two took off everything they were wearing and snuggled up next to the Baron who was sitting on the sofa.
Oriane, Lucien, Henrietta, and the remaining eight slaves.
How can I play with these bitches comfortably? And although it’s still scary, what is the appropriate punishment for my sister Marguerite, who gave me a hard time? He took out two head-sized udders for the male to think about.
“It was a rain moon. A motherfucker’s duty is nothing more than to give pleasure to the West by teasing him.”
“Of course, even though the bitch has a husband and a son, she devotes herself with a big and resilient sucker like a manusi.”
They were two women whose skin colors were different, making their harmony even more strange. Nevertheless, the females, which were overwhelming, soon began serving their beloved master. As if it wasn’t enough that it was already stiff, I was staring longingly at the red-hot cock with a lot of blood.
“Lord, I’m the motherfucker’s warm baby girl…”
“Please enjoy the taste of Byeongsinnyeon’s chewy baby food…”
When it was their first time working together, they moved quickly as if they had known each other for a long time. She put her lips together and mixed her saliva together, making it seem as if she was begging me to fuck her.
Dropping there.
Their own saliva, mixed in a cloudy state, also dripped down from the glans that rose to the bottom of the chin. And then I finally looked back to see if I was ready. Originally, it was common sense to put a dick between breasts and apply pressure by crossing your arms or pressing with your hands.
“How dare bitches like us even touch our noble master’s cock.”
“It’s a step backwards in that sense. When two bitches this big are together, they push and rub each other’s breasts, like this…”
Squeak, crackle, crackle.
“I love you, I respect you, I adore you…”
“Thank you for giving me a new name. You don’t know how much joy it gives me to be your asshole…”
Squeak, squeak, squeak.
“Oh, what would you say about the situation? Unless you tell me otherwise, enjoy it all the way through. Should we continue teasing like this? Or, when you feel like drinking, will you stick your face in your face and become a recipient of your cum? If you want to switch with others, you can do that at any time…”
“I obey, I obey, I obey…”
Squeak, squeak, squeak.
“Ah, you fucking bitch…”
“Oh, yes. “Do you need anything more, master?”
“I didn’t call you names. “I feel good, you idiot.”
“Yes, master? If there are any mistakes made by this poor asshole, please give me guidance…”
“They didn’t even call you by your name, you really are stupid bitches.”
Sometimes, he contributed by whispering dirty things in my ear, and then he laughed, as if he was finally starting to feel a little more angry. Instead of apologizing for being stupid bitches, I offered my lips to the glans that proudly stood above the valley of the two pairs of breasts.
“Yeah, I’m sorry for being a stupid fucking bitch…”
“Ah, I guess this sick bitch really is a sick bitch…”
In the end, each of them released their hands that were behind their backs, and the asshole on the right stretched out his right hand, and the asshole on the left stretched out his left hand. She made a half heart with her curled hands and overlapped them to express her pure love for the Baron.
“Still, you fucking bitch, even though you’re stupid and have big tits, you know that you only have eyes for your master… ?”
“The Byeongshinnyeon here doesn’t lose in terms of size. Just know that I am a slave who is more obedient to you than my past foolish mistakes…”
There was no such thing as foreplay in heaven. Rom, who had already felt the ejaculation even though he was only about twenty years old, finally rested his chin leisurely. With his free hand, he carefully stroked the heads of the two years ago who were struggling between his crotches.
“Yeah, you cute little bitches.”
He was unusually satisfied, and decided that other bitches should play with it at least as well.
‘Ha, I finally feel like I’m getting some proper rest.’
I repeated to myself.
“After all, when you’re upset, there’s nothing that heals you like breast milk…’
Such obvious common sense.
