Chapter 75 – 7. Wife, Lady, Maid (5)
Lucienne Lemoant, her long blonde hair her, swallowed her excited moans. As she sat on the bed, she made a ferocious expression in front of Rom while she continued to use lewd tools. Even when she turned to me between them, she expressed her gratitude without being angry or reluctant to touch me.
“Once I used it, I know roughly.”
And finally her body finished all her trials. From late afternoon to deep dawn, she saved her mother at the cost of several faintings. Even though she was hypnotized, my body her, which had always been fine, was completely corrupted.
“Hey, fuck house.”
Some of the items I collect have permanent aftereffects when overused. You will cross the so-called river of no return. Some, especially like scrolls with tattoos, can even change a person’s temperament.
“Kuh, huh… !”
Naked, she was no longer the noble lady of the Marquis. She was a female who had been trained to climax with a subtle pleasure whenever she called me with an insulting title. At most, she had become a pervert who indulged in pleasure whenever she heard the most vulgar words.
“Kuh-kuh, now I’ve completely become a female who oozes out at just one word.”
Laughing meanly, Rome slapped her Lucienne’s breast. As if feeling her electric current her, she bent her back like a bowstring and sat down on the floor, unable to overcome her wobbly legs her. Her light words and gestures she alone had produced such a riotous result.
“This is enough for today.”
“Whoops, whoops, whoops… !”
“Go back and rest. I don’t know if that’s possible or not.”
Terry, Lucienne gladed at Rome. Even in the intense pleasure that was far away, she moved her steps without letting go of her unique pride of her. Here and there she picked up her strewn clothes one by one and managed to put them on, leaving her underwear off.
“Oh, Lucienne?”
Whiik! Then, as if waiting, Rom blew her whistle. It seemed to her that even getting to her room would require superhuman patience, but she could not find the slightest bit of mercy, and she ordered the man to report as she had before.
“Lo, Lucienne, Rom-sama’s female slave, has her third cock report today.”
A trembling voice.
“The cum-drainer who dared to challenge the heavenly West received the following discipline today…”
Trembling body.
“First, a leash was placed around her neck so that she could not take it off on her own. This leash is a female exclusive necklace that contains magic that tightens every time you defy or defy the will of the West…”
The beginning was a bitch’s necklace. This tool, which can be dragged by connecting a chain to a leather strap at any time, was indeed a tool for taming people in a simple and intuitive way. Especially since Lucienne wore it today, she had to suffer from the pain that strangled her neck dozens of times more.
“Next, a silver ring was inserted through the nipple of her. This ring coated with a high-concentration aphrodisiac is a consumable item that melts at body temperature over time to arouse lust. …”
There was also an accessory that jingled whenever he walked and showed off his presence of her. It was a ring of music that pierced the pink bumps under her voluptuous breasts. The higher the body temperature, the more potent medicine was released from the part that came into contact with the mucous membrane, keeping it in heat all the time.
“In addition, magic that makes it impossible to feel climax without permission, magic that reaches a climax the more painful it is, and magic that replaces masochistic things with pleasure…”
More than anything, what was her highlight were the three spells that still hung over her. Like concepts represented by infinite power or endless bridle, pleasure was constantly injected in a state designed to never reach a climax.
“It’s okay?”
Even so, the rest of it was painful because I couldn’t bear it, and because of that, the vicious cycle that Rom intended continued by wandering around the climax.
“Your complexion doesn’t look very good. If you’re having a hard time, you can ask for help. I don’t mean to be so mean. I can forgive you if you offer your mother as an apology for messing around up until now.”
Lucienne shut her mouth. She was covered in cold sweat as she said, and her juices flowed from between her legs as if she had incontinence. Even so, she was still hopeless, with no sign of improvement.
“Clean up, fuck… !”
Even so, she bluntly fired at her, revealing her overbearing personality of her. She spoke up, knowing that each time she cursed, she would pay a bigger price. She was proof that she was cornered.
“Anyway, this is a bit unpleasant.”
“You were the one who mocked me earlier… !”
“Are you serious?”
Rome, who approached Lucienne with a calm expression, soon became serious. It tore her hard-wearing chemise dress off her and threw her onto her bed. After that, she unbuttoned the clothes I was wearing one by one and became half-naked.
“Do you still not know your subject?”
“Oops, ah…”
Her belly button her thumped. It was because I was staring at the phallus sticking out stiffly even over the tough and sturdy underwear of her. As Rome said, she was a female now.
“It’s a bee. Come and sit in front of me.”
“Yes, yes, yes…”
“And sniff it straight until I tell you to stop.”
“Oh, no…”
Even that, I got hit by something I made myself.
* * *
I sniffed the male’s body for an hour. When she was released again, she was dazed and out of her mind. I felt like I was going crazy because I couldn’t enjoy the climax because I was still itchy, but adding a thick smell to it was like pouring oil into a burning house.
“Heheh, uhhh… !”
It was n’t enough that her underwear was confiscated, and even the dress she was wearing was torn. I couldn’t even dare to raise the question of injustice. You might end up paying more.
Lucienne Le Moin walked down the aisle naked like that.
She returned to her room her, revealing her beautiful breasts like water droplets, detailed pubic hair, and even the bizarre private parts like a gap she had been clinging to. Some of the tools Rom tested on me were nothing to worry about because he hadn’t handled them carefully.
The problem was three witchcrafts that were directly or indirectly involved in the pleasure center. I wouldn’t know if the mana returned, because I couldn’t think of a way to solve this right away. The terrifyingly tightly knit linkage of sorcery eventually drives the target crazy or obedient.
Neither of them was a result that Lucienne welcomed.
“Ahhhhh… !”
I want to go. It was a thought that came to my mind less than an hour after I returned. Even though I lay down on the bed as soon as I closed the door and was absorbed in masturbation, it was very crazy for a position that didn’t feel cool at all.
Squeak, sizzle.
There’s nothing wrong with just one or two fingers. You will need something much thicker and bigger. It’s better to pulsate hotly like that guy’s. And more than anything else, I am desperate for the warmth of people.
“Fuck, how could you be cowardly like this… !”
Lucienne burst into tears and continued her masturbation. She didn’t think this would break the ban on me, but she still couldn’t stop. Because she was a sorcery that she made for that in the first place.
“Kuh, that… !”
It’s not enough to just shove. So she tickled, pinched, and pulled the ringed nipple. Even so, she couldn’t bear to be reached, and for the first time in her life, she humbled herself by uttering vulgar words. She tried to heighten this elusive excitement somehow.
He only needs to hold out until he regains her magical powers. It won’t take long. Even if it’s long, it’s only a few days. Even if I couldn’t do it, it wouldn’t have been more than a week. That’s why she needed to endure it even if she put herself down a little like this.
Squeak, sizzle.
This too shall pass.
Squeak, sizzle.
This too shall pass.
Squeak, sizzle.
This too shall pass.
Squeak, sizzle.
She didn’t stop playing until her fingers were swollen from her love juice her. She tried everything she could to soothe the heat in her body. She sometimes tried to sleep on her knees in a punishing position, rubbing her clitoris against the round ornament on the edge of her bed to feel it.
“Ughhhhh… !”
It was useless. This was my sorcery, no one else’s. Once caught, he was destined to fall and be corrupted according to his intention. Even if it is yourself, thoroughly to the extent that it is not an exception.
“I can’t stand it…”
Lucienne was frustrated. I had never thought that being put in her position would be so painful. At this moment, all she could think of was the word salvation.
Want to be violated
I want to taste the climax.
The bedspread where she had already been lying had been wet with her love juice for a long time. However, what I got was a body that was getting hotter and hotter and a dizzying feeling that I was going to paralyze. The body, blinded by pleasure, rejected the normal way of thinking.
Now there is only one option left.
Unfortunately or fortunately, the sun still needed more time to rise. That meant I could go see Rom again soon without anyone interfering. And when Lucienne’s thoughts reached that far, she eventually let go of her reason and rose from her bed as if possessed.
She left the hallway without a single twine on and headed for Dunny Rome’s room. In the meantime, I did not stop my lewd hand play and raised expectations. Anyway, she justified herself that it was better to compromise a little than to go crazy if she held on like this.
“Ahh, hah, hah…”
It may take a long time to build a tower with great effort, but it is in an instant to collapse. Lucienne, who wanted to use her compromise as an excuse to escape her troubles her, acted quickly. She didn’t care if she was naked, but she jerked the door open and she went inside.
There, he strode towards Rom, who was arranging the tools laid out on the table. I knelt down against him, slightly surprised by my appearance that suddenly appeared. He looked up at her while making a more lovely heart shape with both hands on his lower belly her, where his pretty pubic hair was located.
“Romuald, I can no longer…”
Literally, there was nothing to see.
“I can’t stand it. I’ll do everything you ask, except to dedicate her mother, so please let me go…”
So when I first saw Rom unable to contain her laughter, I guessed that it must have been because he was just intoxicated with her triumph. Even the way I carefully selected the tools on the table, I foresaw that they were either reviewing my teachings or organizing them to keep them in their proper place.
‘Ah, lady… ?’
It wasn’t.
“B, Bijou… ?”
Only then did Lucienne find Françoise bound and gagged on Rome’s bed.
“Lie…”
The eyes of the two devastated women met each other.
