Chapter 53 – 5. Mother and Daughter in Crisis (3)
That night, over seven hours later.
The only clothes she was wearing were sky-high, see-through negligees. She had no reason to wear formal clothes in her room her, but the fact that she was naturally beautiful was more important than that.
Northern Winterstone.
Like Lee Myung, her white skin her, like white jade, harmonized with her beautifully golden hair her, giving her a jewel-like feel. She also inherited from her mother her, and her body her perfectly resembled her courtesy, voluptuousness and sensuality her, and I could n’t take my eyes off her even for a second.
Lucienne Lemoyn.
Just like her father her, her red eyes her flashed sharply, and before long she glared terrifyingly at her other self her through the full-length mirror to which I had stepped her. She sighed and admired her barely visible naked body behind a thin piece of cloth.
“Francoise.”
“Yes, lady.”
“What about your mother?”
Slowly, the Lady of the Marquis dropped the straps of her negligee from her shoulder to her. Then, with her strange hands, she began to caress her own naked body, which was naturally revealed. She also used her index finger to put magic on her lower abdomen her and tried to make her fluffy and secretive.
“Two hours ago, you went to your room saying you were tired.”
The clock on the wall was pointing to five o’clock in the afternoon. With her gaze fixed on the mirror, she continued to ask her questions without taking her eyes off her body her for a moment.
“Marion, including the old man?”
“Yes, I asked the maid to stop and go to rest.”
Françoise added her words anxiously.
“But is it really okay? Madame’s complexion looks very bad…”
Following her master’s order her, she assisted the front lady today, and she seemed very uncomfortable with the unusually pale lady.
“Looks like you’re starting to get sick.”
Lucienne said with a grin. It will have no choice but to be. The tentacle seeds I planted should have hatched by now. It would have descended to the womb and settled down in the body of my beloved biological mother, as I had arranged.
“It means that the Familiar is growing properly. It’s been at least seven hours since the seed was incubated. Now, parasitized in her mother’s womb her, it will make my long-cherished wish come true. She could turn her entire body into an erogenous zone and send her to climax for a year.”
“Ha, but if you do, the madam’s mind will…”
“Another presumptuous sound.”
Right! Lucienne snapped her fingers and took Françoise’s voice her as it were. It was the very mystery that often appeared as a witch’s spell in a fairy tale that was popular in her childhood. The Lady of the Marquis, who regarded even the concerns of her loyal servant-in-waiting her as her irritating rubbish her, ordered her to open her mouth.
“Take it off, bitch.”
It was a cold and calm upbringing.
“Leave only your underwear.”
Startled, Françoise trembled her body. It was because I realized that my remarks, which went beyond the subject matter, offended the owner. Contrary to her appearance, the beautiful young lady was a strict and terrifying master.
“Haa, the more I think about it, the more I regret it.”
If I did something wrong, I could be sexually harassed so persistently that I would lose my mind like that one day.
“What’s wrong with me letting my females do whatever I want?”
She was asked to undress immediately, and the maid removed her uniform without delay. She tidied up. As usual, Winterstone of the North liked to be docile and submissive, and the only way to relieve his temper during these outbursts was to obey.
“Where is a lowly bitch climbing up on the owner?”
“…”
Françoise immediately knelt down and bowed his head. It was a pretty skillful attitude for being afraid. It meant that I knew how to deal with this reaction to some extent. Only then did Lucienne, who had lost her temper, snapped her fingers again and returned her voice to her.
“Bijou.”
“I was wrong, lady…”
“If I was asked to take off my clothes and bow to me in front of everyone, what would you do?”
“Even if my poor reputation suffers, I must bow my head after being naked as she wishes… ” …”
The relationship between Lady Lemoang and her exclusive lady-in-waiting her is special. They are not a simple, ordinary master-servant relationship.
A slave is one who obeys unwillingly.
“Open your mouth.”
“… Yes.”
Her maidservant her, her soft lips carefully opened, looked up at my mistress. Seeing that her beauty didn’t fade at all even with her eyebrows furrowed, she repeatedly apologized.
“You may be angry, but please forgive me…”
“Shut up and swallow.”
After that, I greeted her while reverently eating the spit she spat at me.
“Well, I ate well…”
Match! Françoise’s cheek her turned sideways. The slap that came without warning was spicy and spicy, but she was indescribable for the feeling of contempt. That’s why she did it even considering that it was the method of corporal punishment she chose.
“Thank you for hitting me…”
Match! Match! Lucienne’s island island corn continued to rise higher. Although her former martial arts her have faded, she once seriously pursued her swordsmanship, and she did not hesitate even to strike her ear-piercing her.
“Thank you for scolding me…”
Match! Match! Match! The pretty maid’s face was swollen red. Tears welled up in her eyes, along with an expression of regret. But even then, her announcement her didn’t go away. It wasn’t until after a while that she caught her breath and asked,
“Bijou, what are you to me?”
“I am a fucking slave exclusively for young ladies…”
“Why is a bitch you know so well climbing up?”
Lucienne brushed her hair and spat at her again. Françoise did not forget to thank her this time as well.
“Phew…”
Finally, her emotions completely softened her, and she reached out her hand for a drawer in the corner of her room. As if she almost forgot something important because she was distracted in a useless place, she opened her chest of drawers with psychokinesis and brought out the two items contained in it.
“Take it and apply it to your cheeks. So as not to get bruised.”
“I’m sorry…”
“If you know, do it well.”
One was an ointment made earlier as a household medicine.
“Once you’ve applied it, grab it and stand over there. Because it is a monumental opening ceremony dedicated to mothers and daughters. I have to pierce through the parts that the uselessly large knight’s cock can’t reach. I’m going back to where I came from.”
The other was a white stone crystal ball used to capture images.
“Well, I want to capture it on video… ?”
Of course it was. After she learned the virtue of her obedience, she thought to show off her lustful and voluptuous breasts while rubbing her next to her. The record of the lofty frontier lady becoming her daughter’s exclusive fucking drip tray would sell like hot cakes anywhere on the kingdom’s black market.
“Isn’t that obvious?”
If only I could know its existence.
“This picture I’ve drawn on my body is a magic circle that permanently unites the familiars and senses in my mother’s body. It’s a union of nerves that even the best occultists can never break. With this, I can feel the inside of Oriane Lemoang’s vagina anytime, anywhere.”
“Hey, isn’t it a bit like making one permanently?”
Françoise asked why it sounded uneasy. Certainly, the pattern that Lucienne drew with magic on her index finger her had a strong ominous feeling. Moreover, it was not that she was ignorant of the lust she might have had for her mother her, but because it was a strange and frightening thing for her to be one with others.
“Are you going to attack me again, Bijou?”
“Oh no! I’m just wondering what if other variables intervene…”
“Nothing like that. Because this is a spell that I can never touch. It’s a job that consumes that much mana, so it takes about a week to break an agreement once. Even a powerful occultist like me.”
It is true that extending her senses her, like her naive and innocent maid’s worries, was no easy task. However, considering the first mystic in the frozen land as the standard, this level was ridiculous, and since it was a moment I had dreamed of for a very long time, I did not want to postpone it any longer.
“Don’t worry. It’s your turn next. And think about it. How special are you going to be? Every time I get angry, I imagine in my head about violating you or my mother, and the tentacles that are parasitic in the womb immediately react and send me to climax.”
“Hey, that sounds naughty…”
“Right? It’s something that makes you feel good. It must be a fantastic feeling.”
“Is that so…”
“If you understand, prepare to shoot now.”
“Yes, four…”
Françoise manipulated the crystal ball. Lucienne didn’t want to delay any longer, so she slowly stroked the vivid magic circle on her pubic bone. She blew her chaste mana with all her might, and then she received her senses from the resonant familiar.
“Huh, ha ha…”
Her thick breath, visible to the naked eye, came out of her mouth, probably because she hadn’t turned on her fireplace. As she looked at herself in the dazzlingly beautiful mirror, she immediately realized that Lucienne had touched her clitoris. Even though the tentacles, which had grown the size of two fingers in that short period of time, were still young, they were ready to torment the woman I was a parasite to indefinitely.
“Yes, this is where I came from…”
On the one hand, she was wet and wet on the other. Lucienne gently stroked the air as if her male energy rose above her clitoris. Excited at the idea that the fake object that she felt along her hand was aiming at her mother’s cervix, she couldn’t help it.
And that was the moment.
Lucienne, who opened her eyes wide for a second, caressed her belly as if something was wrong with her. At first, she thought it was simply a neurotransmission error caused by the irregular flow of her magic power.
“Kuhh, huh… ?”
“Oh, miss?”
But, it wasn’t. For some reason, the crack I had seen through the mirror was wide open, as if it had been pierced by a transparent rod or something.
“What, shit… !”
Lucienne stumbled. It was because her invisible phallus was mercilessly piercing the inside of my vagina. It was also because she went further and squeezed her cervix with merciless pressure.
“Ahhhhh… !”
“Miss! Are you okay?”
Surprised, Françoise threw away the crystal ball and approached. Meanwhile, the Marquis Marquis, overwhelmed by the sensation she felt for the first time in her life, bit her lips tightly and tried to hold on to the ecstasy.
Puff, poke, poke, poke.
The pubic area, which had been closed, opened wide. Even the wrinkled pink flesh inside it repeatedly clung to the transparent stick and then fell off.
“Eun, uhh, kyak… !”
Lucienne, moaning with her fists clenched, eventually reached her forced climax. She had always had the experience of harassing someone, but I had never experienced it myself, and it was only then that she realized the cause of all this.
“Room, Dior, Eit, Heuh, Gagsae… !”
The rough and violent man’s cowardice was vividly felt. This was by no means an error in the process of nerve transmission. Coincidentally, my familiar, which hadn’t fully matured yet, was crushed by the penis of Knight Rome, who suddenly invaded.
But how?
Even an immature familiar cannot change its form in the face of physical force other than magic. If that were the case, Oriane’s body her holding it would n’t be left. Nevertheless, Rom somehow managed to crush it like clay, and furthermore, turned it into a masturbation tool that was perfect for his object.
“Ouch, haaaaah…” … !”
It was a disaster. Even that would have failed if it had not synchronized the senses. Still, because of her lust for her birth mother her, Lucienne, who had been able to feel her senses her when she was fucked, continued to climax at this moment.
“Ahhhhh…”
“Oh, come on, lie down!”
Lucienne, who had tightly closed her eyes, eventually drooped. Françoise, unable to hide her embarrassment of her, hurriedly picked her up and laid her down on her bed. Even then, stunned by the pleasure of her unwanted way her, Lucienne went away with an excited groan for a long time after that.
“Eol, mana, fuck, hee, hee, goo… !”
Just like the females I’ve always despised.
