Episode 93. Duel (5)

“Huu….”

“Heeek, heeek… Heut…❤”

When people have a clear goal, they develop a strong will to persevere for that goal. Even if it’s very difficult and painful, they can endure it by thinking that they only need to withstand this. Allen was like that too. A duel, well, it was sex, not a duel, but while engaging in the duel, I thought that I just needed to endure my stamina. I don’t know why I thought it was just one ejaculation…. I stopped my waist at Allen’s declaration of surrender and asked.

“Are you going to surrender like this?”

“I’ll surrender, ooh…❤. This isn’t ending….”

How many times have we done it? When I entered the second round after the first ejaculation, I was flustered but showed a strong will to endure, but that will was shattered each time I inserted my hard penis for the third, fourth, and subsequent times, and each time that penis knocked on her uterus. In the end, Allen, unable to endure the endless, indefinite perseverance, had her will broken.

“Hmm, then you have to surrender properly.”

“W-what is it?”

Ahem, Marie-nuna cleared her throat and recited the lines Allen had to say.

“Eut…!”

Hearing those words, Allen looked shocked. Marie-nuna seemed to feel ashamed at her reaction, as if she had never even thought of such lines, and urged her to say them quickly. But she seemed to hesitate a little….

“Heut, ha, I’ll do it! S-stop!”

When I moved my penis a little, she listened well. Allen, lying beneath me, declared her surrender.

“Keut…. I, Allen Diana, am a defeated female knight in a duel with Edward Ulstein-gyeong… I unconditionally surrender…. Hiik.”

“Allen?”

“I-I’ll do it properly, yohoooot❤”

Perhaps because she was embarrassed, Allen couldn’t bring herself to utter the shameful words and glossed over them. I can’t accept it if she does this. Since she didn’t formally surrender, the duel will resume. I struck Allen’s vagina with my penis. Marie-nuna said to Allen in a coaxing tone.

“We can’t accept your surrender if you say it like that.”

“I’m sorry…! Haaht❤ Defeated, defeated female knight boji! Female knight boji will unconditionally surrender!”

“Hmm, don’t you think this is enough, Eddie?”

“Since she surrendered, I guess I should just do this much.”

Pang! Pang!

“Eohheut… Ok❤ Oooht…❤”

I shake my waist ceaselessly for a quick ejaculation. Allen couldn’t even groan at the impact of the final thrust, and only suffocating sounds escaped from her mouth. The victory or defeat has been decided, but shouldn’t I finish what I was doing? I mercilessly drove into Allen’s defenseless boji, who had been careless after declaring her surrender.

“Heup, haa….”

Byureureut…. As soon as I felt a slight sensation of ejaculation, I immediately released my strength without holding back. I ejaculate easily and take out the penis that had been stored in the case for a long time. Perhaps because it had been kept in her boji without being taken out even for a moment during the duel, it felt slightly swollen with vaginal fluid and bojit-mul.

“Heue… Euheu….”

Allen is lying on the floor, making dying sounds. But since she’s a knight, her body is strong, so she won’t get sick or anything. Still, it’s not nice to see a woman lying on the cold floor, so I covered her with the blanket prepared for the caregiver.

“Eddie.”

“Nuna? Eup….”

Marie-nuna came to me and kissed me. Seeing the wooden block lying on the bed trembling at the lewd sight of Nuna kissing me herself and even mixing her tongue, I mixed my tongue even more actively as if to show off that reaction. What Nuna wants is me.

“…I don’t like seeing a penis that’s been inside another woman.”

“Nuna, you know what I like, right?”

“…Really.”

As if to wipe away all the liquid on the outside, Nuna grabbed my penis and started stroking it back and forth. She rubs every corner of the limp, soft penis with her slender, delicate fingers.

“I’m a little tired today because I’ve cum a lot.”

“But you have to do it. Don’t you know Nuna has to have a baby?”

Keueung, that’s true, but…. If it doesn’t work with what we’ve done so far, wouldn’t it just mean there was no chance of it happening in the first place? Besides, I cum quite a lot, so I felt a little tired. I started having sex in the middle of the day, and the sun is already setting. How many hours have I spent trying to persuade Allen?

“Just rest for a bit….”

“Even if I do this?”

Woop. Marie-nuna, kneeling in that spot, bit my penis in one bite. Perhaps because it’s limp and soft without being erect, she somehow shoves it all in in one bite. And then, she starts doing that lewd movement she did with her fingers again, this time with her tongue.

“Euk, Nuna!”

With her cheeks puffed out, Nuna looks up at me with confident eyes. It’s as if she’s asking, ‘Won’t you get hard even with this?’ And my answer to that unspoken question was being given directly by my penis.

“Woo-oop, eum, heu-heum.”

When she took her mouth off the penis that had become impossible to swallow because it had stood up, the saliva inside it stretched out the line connecting her tongue and glans. Marie-nuna looked at me, tidying up her mouth with a little bit of hair and saliva on it. Only Winnie had done it with her mouth before… this feels different again.

“Can’t you still do it?”

“…I really can’t help it.”

“Kyaat❤”

When I think about it, Nuna has been standing next to me the whole time without receiving any semen even once because of Allen before she could even do it properly, so she must be anxious. I lifted Nuna up in a flash and literally threw her down next to Allen, on the blanket that was laid out. I spread Nuna’s legs, who was screaming happily, and had sex as if squeezing her to the limit.

“Edward, that goddamn bastard….”

Franchello was drinking alone, suppressing his anger. No matter how angry he is, he must maintain the dignity of a nobleman. He will soon receive a title. But every time he thought of Edward, that bastard, he got angry.

At first, he tried to bring him over to his side. He’s a son-in-law, but he’s still the son of the former Count. He thought he was the perfect person, as he couldn’t get involved in the direct line of succession but had a reasonable say. He went to him, thinking that the ignorant bastard might be helpful one day….

That cheeky bastard, after checking all the contracts, was acting up, saying he would exercise his rights. And then, while getting valuable alcohol, he even came to Mountberne to play comfortably, and he didn’t even come to see him, let alone support Franchello as promised. So he sent someone to call him,

‘K-Knight-naeu-ri.’

‘Hmm, yes. It’s you. Where is Edward?’

‘Well… that is….’

‘Rather than a greedy pig like you, even if you bring any branch from the street, it would be more noble….’

The wooden glass screamed with a crack- sound, but Franchello did not throw it at the servant in front of him with superhuman patience. He is a nobleman. He cannot lash out at such unfounded, crude, and low-class criticisms one by one. He suppressed his anger and waited for the servant to retreat, then poured and drank the last remaining alcohol he had hidden from his wife.

“Ah, ssi-bal!”

But when he got a little drunk, he couldn’t hold back and threw the glass. That arrogant bastard, could he be trying to become a nobleman himself? Otherwise, it didn’t make sense for him to act so recklessly.

But it will all be over tomorrow. He had already secured the midwife. It was possible thanks to the month of leeway. They decided to bring three skilled people after consulting at the meeting of vassals, but what does it matter if he has already bribed two of them? After making them say that there is no child, whether there is one or not, he can kick Marie out later, or Franchello can take her in, and he can solve it somehow. This is why money and power are good. If you have power, you can decide as you please, and if you have money, you can even reverse the facts. That was why Franchello didn’t worry much or interfere, even though he expected Marie to use some trick.

If the bloodline of his brother is cut off like that, and Franchello is the only one left with the Mountberne name, the Head of the Family will naturally become his. Edward? What about the one who lost the Mountberne name? Baron Constantine? That stubborn old man doesn’t have much time left to live, and he doesn’t have much desire for power, and he doesn’t have an heir, so he wasn’t a big threat. The position of Count, with all the money, honor, and power, was shimmering before his eyes. It’s called a Count, but if you’re in such a remote place, it’s no different from a king.

‘Edward. You missed your last chance.’

The carriage has already departed. If everything goes according to plan, he won’t kill him because of the Ulstein Count Family… but he will be able to kick Edward out in a humiliating way. He will be able to take Marie, that lewd thing, too. At least, Franchello thought so. And, finally, the sun rose.