Chapter 365 – 36. Goyowol (5)
Beautiful women were surrounding. They were all with one mind and one intention, grabbing me and encouraging me to have sex. The atmosphere, which could have turned sour, was tempered by soothing facial expressions and gestures.
Like a lover, kindly.
At first, it was definitely a restraint. At some point, it suddenly took off the mask of coercion and was reborn as a kind hand. The attitude of holding on tightly to each other changed into affectionate contact with each person.
The right arm was caressed by the Margrave’s wife, who retained her unadorned innocence even after giving birth to Myoryeong’s daughter. She blinked her clear, blue eyes beneath her blond hair braided like an ear of rice, and clasped her delicate, delicate hands together.
Her left arm was caressed by the Duchess, who was still fresh after so many years of worry and worry. Perhaps because of the lighting, her crimson-colored hair and apatite-like eyes sparkled, and she placed her palms together and gently rubbed them.
The condition of the two legs was not much different.
The female worker and maid, who held her delicate ankles tightly as if they were shackles, were soon massaging her tense calves and soles, as if they were loyal servants. One side was clumsy but persistent, and the other side was skilled and made me moan with excitement.
It was a luxurious treat.
Even your wife’s help didn’t end there. He said that fulfillment was nothing more than a sense of touch, and now it was whispering in a nearby ear as if it were a whisper.
“I know, it will feel strange at first.”
“We have learned the etiquette and laws that cultured women should have…”
The gentle voice of the noble sister flowed into my mind without thinking. When she wanted to become the Baron’s, she brainwashed her clearly about the right attitude to take. The moment she heard something that went against common sense, she made herself even more foolish.
“I just step on her foot, fueled by intoxication or curiosity.”
“How would it feel to have sex with her half-brother? How good would it feel to be crushed under him and cuddled up against her? It’s a question I can’t bring myself to say out loud, but what is it like? Everyone’s imagination is free.”
“So it’s not your fault. As I look at her handsome face, I feel her lower stomach tightening. Even if she is more aware of her instincts as a female than the fact that she is her flesh and blood.”
These women were so beautiful that even the fact that they were of the same sex was not taken seriously. Their dizzying and dazzling beauty dominated not only the senses of touch and hearing, but also sight. And at that time, the cock, which was fully energized, approached the sister’s lips while the female duchess and maid were praising it.
“Ugh, Romuald…”
“Ah, master…”
“It’s a foul. What kind of cock can make even a cheesy bitch like me be polite? Just looking at it makes my mouth water. No matter how many times I go through it, there is no end to it. As a bitch, my pussy swells with shame…”
“Be brave as always. This thing that makes you hard just by looking at it and makes you fall in love with it just by smelling it is truly a weapon. If he can make even that blunt girl submit, how can this lowly concubine be able to resist? …”
Between sisters, between lovers.
“I’ll put my hands together neatly. I’ll be the prim female of your taste. I will also use polite language regularly. Please ask that I will treat you with the utmost care, just like my mother, our heavenly lover. When Brother Marguerite’s turn is over, please take a look at the wife who has returned here…”
“Your fucking bitch Françoise just humbly submits. She happily obeys by becoming a wet cum recipient. She willingly obeys, even offering up the lady she used to serve and the girl she was dating. “I won’t bore you with dirty moans while the bitch who exists only for your pleasure degrades you with her half-sister’s dick.”
So all that remains are siblings.
“Do you see your husband’s cock over there, dripping with moisture? What about the glans, which has red-colored, root-like veins that extend beyond the bloody pillar and is shaped like a hook that can be used to scrape off the walls of the vagina? It was my turn to put my lips together while looking at the penis that gave off a cloudy, thick body odor every time it jerked…”
“That’s right, it’s time to give her first kiss.”
“Close your eyes with a graceful expression like a new bride. It must be dignified as appropriate for the ceremony, but it must not be flashy or flashy. I just make a solemn oath. This bitch, Marguerite, will sacrifice all her social status and human rights to live as your wife…”
A truly reigning being does not need to put in any effort. In this harem, the baron is a god and the concubines and slaves are mere possessions. If an equal relationship can’t be established in the first place, what’s the point of trying to understand the other person’s feelings?
So Rom was silent.
Like a deity in an era where only myths remained, he watched from the side of the fucking houses that served him. He took their passionate praise as his due and extorted pleasure from them. Four wives and nine slaves were not enough, and even my older sister, who had taken care of me when I was young, was subject to a yoke of subordination.
“Lord Romuald…”
Marguerite let out in a trembling voice. I was caught anyway, so I couldn’t resist, so I closed my eyes. In a situation where an impure male organ was in front of me, I recited the faith I had cultivated over a long period of time in exchange for my younger brother’s favor.
“Marguerite, the great abbess of Gaul…”
Of course, the self-consciousness that I could not get rid of became a problem. But every time that happened, Oriane and Henrietta quietly scolded him in a whisper and helped him correct his mistake.
“No, you have to sacrifice all your social status and human rights…” …”
“Just as if you were a cunt and not a margrave, not a duchess but a cunt…”
It was truly sincerity.
“Your sister Marguerite…”
I was patiently encouraged not once, but twice.
“Why can’t you understand even when I tell you?”
“There are no exceptions. Please keep in mind that this is your last chance to speak.”
It was finally the end. Marguerite, whose cheeks were blushing shyly, put everything aside and spoke. She performed a noble ritual on her viciously throbbing cock. Her soft mouth gently wrapped around the urethra that was filled with cum.
“A mere girl, a bitch whose name is worthless, I swear to you that I will dedicate my body and soul to you…”
It wasn’t a dream, it was reality. She was a virgin whose lips were offered voluntarily. My sister immediately trembled. After I opened my eyes, I became obedient to everything I had been worried about, like it was a lie. Because she was good, not stupid.
“Excellent, Marguerite.”
“Welcome, welcome to being Daddy’s cum receiver.”
“Is she ready to have her virginity penetrated by being deep-throated by her brother’s cock?”
“Let’s take our master together…” …”
The four wives exchanged brief greetings, welcoming the new member of the house. And the Baron, having no need to be patient any longer, grinned and took his object to the tightly closed crevice under his well-groomed pubic hair. Immediately, without warning, my sister’s virginity!
“Kahhhhh… !”
I pierced it. Since she was the first person in the world to love me, she seemed to think that there was no need to take it step by step, so she pursued me without mercy. Sarah massaged her plump breasts with both hands, while she teased her waist with the help of Lucien and Françoise.
“Ah, shit, hoo… !”
“Ang, ah, ah… !”
Using the moans of the excited girls as a side dish, I pounded on the entrance to the womb that was unknown to men just a few seconds ago. Even when the wrinkled inner flesh clung to and fell off making obscene noises, they didn’t pay attention and crushed it.
“Lord, huh… !”
Plop, plop, plop, plop.
“Lord, huh, Lord… !”
Plop, plop, plop, plop.
“I obey, ugh, I obey… !”
Meanwhile, the sister howled like an animal again. I expressed my gratitude with a glorious heart to the Lord who personally violated me. It’s all against the noble sisters who dizzyingly criticize, the baron who pushes them fiercely, the female princess who calls out slaves like folding screens, and her maid.
“Hehe, sir, do you like having your dick monopolized?”
Welcome to Marguerite’s pussy, Lord.
“Puhup, are you crying while being picked on by your little brother?”
I’m glad I can be honest with you today, Lord.
“… After.”
I will serve you with obedience forever, Lord.
“Why go through all this unnecessary work when you’re going to get eaten so well in the end?”
The narrow hole widened little by little. The elasticity was so good that it gave a vivid feeling of tension. Coincidentally, like all other wives, she was a famous woman with a unique personality. If I was concentrating on that rare feeling, I would have been a prostitute, but I didn’t know why I was pretending to be a priest.
“Get ready, bitches.”
Anyway, it was time to enjoy the situation. Oriane and Henrietta smiled at the same time. Marguerite repeated it in front of her ears so that nothing other than the two words “Cum” Could come to mind.
“It’s Seobang’s dick. They say the West is a piece of shit. Sir, you are a dick…”
“Sticky cum, sticky cum, warm cum, sticky cum, squeaky cum, throbbing cum…” …”
Also, Lucien and Françoise licked her flat breasts and sucked her nipples. I helped ensure that the moment of filling my sister’s womb with cum for the first time would remain a memory for a long, long time and that there was never a moment when the pleasure stopped.
“Chu-eup, jjook…”
“Hauum, side…”
The grand finale was the slaves who were summoned by the female princess. It was Shriya and Mallika who were whispering dirty things in Rom’s empty ears. It was Asuka patting and massaging her shoulder. Nicole and Rosaria took each left and right foot and put them in their mouths.
“Master, Shriya bitch will give you a sweet prayer on the left…”
“Bitch Mallika will do her best on the right…”
Also, Gayatri was positioned on the left with her mouth open so that she could spit when she felt like it. It was Claudia who took the post, so she could easily strangle and slap her to vent her anger. Even though it wasn’t her sister’s face, it was Ximena who started the vulgar biting at the head of the bed across from her so that there was plenty to see.
“If you need a bed rest, please find Gayatri here…”
“When you feel annoyed, please find this bitch Claudia.”
“Then, master?”
Above all, it was Ah Misha who buried his face deep between her buttocks so that he could press down on her prostate with his tongue, an act that was essential for an immoral and satisfying ejaculation.
“I hope you have a comfortable time excreting your cum…”
