episode_0007

Right in front of the restaurant, Charlotte, whom Aser had mentioned, was waiting.

Charlotte checked the appearance of No. 25 and welcomed it with a sinister smile.

“Are you here?”

“Yes… .”

Strangely enough, when No. 25 stood in front of her, he became infinitely smaller, like a mouse in front of a snake. The atmosphere she gave was more dangerous than Aser. It was definitely a smiling face, but it was much scarier than an angry face.

But on the other hand, I also had a strange feeling of hope that I could continue doing what I did yesterday.

“You heard it from the devil, right? From now on, I will take charge of your education.”

Number 25 immediately responded to Charlotte’s words with a stiff posture.

“Yes, I heard.”

Charlotte touched No. 25’s chin with her index finger and let out a sighing sound.

“Why are you so stiff? Am I scared?”

If you say it is scary, you will die. Number 25 closed his eyes tightly and quickly shook his head from side to side.

Charlotte stroked No. 25’s head with quite a bit of force.

No. 25 felt as if the skin on his head was peeling off just because Charlotte, an ancient vampire, gave him strength.

‘I die… !’

It may not be that much of a death, but it actually caused that much pain to No. 25. Charlotte was stroking No. 25’s head as she pleased, without even considering his feelings.

Every time I caught the horn between my fingers, I felt a strange feeling that went beyond pain.

“Let’s go get that hair cut first. It’s been a while since I’ve had a cute face, but it’s not nice to see it this dirty, right?”

Only then did Charlotte relax and gently tap her head twice. Number 25 followed behind Charlotte, caressing her head with her hand to see if it had fallen off or if it was still attached properly.

It was yesterday’s bathhouse that Charlotte walked into.

As I arrived in front of the bathhouse, the feeling of yesterday began to creep in again.

“What are you doing when you’re not coming in?”

The bathhouse I entered in the morning was completely drained of water. The bathhouse looked bright as yesterday’s heat had disappeared and was made of marble, creating a beautiful atmosphere. Looking at that scene, all of yesterday’s sensations felt like a dream that occurred within an illusion.

“Sit here.”

Charlotte pointed to a small chair.

Charlotte, who saw No. 25 sitting on a small chair, immediately turned behind him.

Charlotte leaned her body behind No. 25 and started touching his head.

Rather than the feeling of his chest touching his body, the only sensation that No. 25 felt now was the sharpness of nails passing through his head and the cold feeling that his throat could be cut at any time.

“There is no need to be so scared. I’m just going to straighten my hair and leave.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Charlotte took out the scissors from her pocket and started cutting No. 25’s hair without delay.

Square, square.

With a pleasant sound, hair that had never been cut was falling to the floor.

For the first time, I experienced the sensation of my vision broadening and my feet becoming lighter after being piled so heavy.

Hair, when gathered together, is a heavy thing. With that in mind, No. 25 entrusted himself to Charlotte with appropriate caution.

Charlotte cut her hair to her liking and was humming as if she was satisfied.

square, square

About 10 more minutes passed, and my hair, which had grown long to my hips, was neatly cut to a bob that reached my shoulders.

Number 25 was quite surprised when he saw his reflection in the mirror. I couldn’t even imagine that I would be able to see my own face so clearly.

Charlotte, who had cut off all of her hair and brushed off the remaining hair from her scalp, blew into No. 25’s ear and whispered.

“Should we continue what happened yesterday?”

Memories of yesterday came back vividly, with the cut hair tickling my cheek.

Yes, it’s not an illusion or a dream. That feeling of ejaculation, the feel of being touched by that hand. Everything happened in reality.

Number 25 lowered his head and blushed.

‘test… ‘Are you doing it?’

It was common for men to be sold as sex slaves for women, and it was something that No. 25 was prepared for. However, I have heard from family members who were sold as sex slaves and then returned.

They touch and look at men’s bodies first, without asking for their consent. They say they are like witches who shake their hips until men fall down to satisfy their sexual desires.

Contrary to that story, Charlotte was definitely asking about No. 25’s intentions.

In the conflict between memory and reality, No. 25 was unable to answer and hesitated, so Charlotte opened her mouth in a slightly angry voice.

“Ah, that’s enough. Should I just kill him and say it was a mistake?”

No. 25 was startled by the sharp voice and clung to her.

“Oh, no! I want to!”

When Charlotte heard those words, her eyes lit up and she grabbed No. 25’s cheek with one hand. The grip was so strong that it felt like my jaw would fall off.

Charlotte whispered something obscene into No. 25’s ear.

“Right? You actually wanted it too, right? So, you’re not standing there like this. Wouldn’t it happen again? Aren’t you entrusting yourself like this with such expectations? You are truly a perverted slave with no answers. Do you think it’s normal to come to your boss and ask him to take care of your dick?”

“Sorry, sorry. I want to do more after that… I came here to ask Charlotte to dispose of my dick… .”

The voice of No. 25, who worked hard to make up a story, was more subservient and miserable than any voice I had ever heard. Charlotte was feeling happy seeing that. It was the greatest pleasure for her to see such a cute child move according to his own will and be filled with fear.

Charlotte slowly raised her head and spoke in a quite business-like voice, unlike before.

“But no. The first person I do with you is definitely the devil.”

Number 25 was barely able to calm his fearful heart. It was my first time feeling my heart beat so fast.

Even when I was beaten to the brink of death by a slave trader, Ogre, or when I was thrown into a cage full of monsters, I have never felt this level of fear.

In that fear, even my erect dick died.

Charlotte savored her appetite, and a smile appeared on her lips as if a good idea suddenly occurred to her.

“But except for sex, anything is possible.”

Anything but sex? Number 25 looked at Charlotte with pitiful eyes, but those pitiful eyes were actually a blessing in disguise for Charlotte. As if she couldn’t resist, Charlotte took off her skirt and underwear, revealing her silver, bushy vagina.

The dizzying obscene smell coming from Charlotte’s vagina brought the dead cock back to life.

Charlotte swallowed her saliva when she saw that cock. Her switch had been turned on a long time ago. The reason I’ve been holding back for so long is because of my bond with the Demon King.

If it weren’t for that, No. 25 could have become Charlotte’s toy and been ruined by now.

With her clumsy hands, Charlotte grabbed each of the cute horns that had grown on No. 25’s head.

“I really wanted to try this.”

After finishing speaking, Charlotte quickly guided No. 25’s head to her vagina.

“Wow! Eup!”

It became impossible for No. 25 to even come to his senses due to the strong scent of an adult woman’s pussy being transmitted directly to his nasal passages.

Reason began to become increasingly paralyzed.

Charlotte was holding No. 25’s horns and rubbing them against her private parts as she pleased.

Number 25’s face was shiny with wet love juice, and her love juice was flowing into her nose and mouth.

Charlotte laughed like a child as she looked at No. 25’s extremely angry cock.

“Haha! Are you still standing up in this situation? You’re such a pervert that you can’t even come up with an answer. But I quite like that kind of perversion. Okay, I’ve decided. At first, I was going to give it to the Demon King, but if there was even a little delay, would I take it from him?”

I don’t hate it. As if to prove that point, the amount of fluid secreted from Charlotte’s vagina was gradually increasing.

Charlotte didn’t even moan, as if she thought this was a fun game or that there was no other way.

The one who was truly moaning in pain was No. 25, who was unable to take his mouth off the vagina due to the overwhelming force of the other person underneath him.

What was really painful for No. 25 was seeing himself with his dick fully erect even in that situation.