episode_0130

Wow. Beaut. Wow.

After receiving internal ejaculation sex several times in a row without any intermission, I finally lost all my strength, lying half face down on the table that I had originally been holding with both hands, and Elysia pulled out the meat stick that she had pushed into my ass hole, and it was scary to get inside. I sobbed as I heard the sound of the accumulated liquid exploding all at once.

“Ugh♡ Better… Like animals in heat, they’re marking their territory with urine and semen… And that’s in a conference room inside the President’s office that other people will never see in their lives… Moisturizing the leather chair. Instead of water, they are pouring water so that we can clean the floor with cum…!”

The moment the semen, whose consistency had not changed, penetrated into my body, I was afraid that it might reach the ears of the on-duty workers who had not left work at this late hour, so I could not make a loud voice and held it in forcibly until the lingering effects of the ejaculation had subsided to some extent. Maybe it was because the sobs came out all at once.

Even though I was pronouncing it with my own mouth and hearing it with my own ears, it sounded quite sad.

‘I don’t know if it’s because I’m really sad… or if I’m actually happy but I’m intentionally acting sad to not show it… I don’t know…’

What was more important than that was the fact that, although I only mentioned the sound coming from my butt hole, other parts of my body were making equally vulgar sounds.

The main character is the urinary hole that was making the sound of pchut♡ pchut♡ earlier, and a stinking odor is leaving its mark on the chair that must have been used by a fairly high-ranking civil servant when discussing state affairs with people of similar status, although I don’t know who he is.

‘This is really going crazy. Why has this guy shown no signs of closing since a while ago? This isn’t any kind of bathroom… anyone would think I was using this as my own giant toilet.’

Elysia said, lightly slapping my buttocks with the palm of her hand as I was reducing the conference room to a mere classroom.

“Why are you worried about contaminating an area of the President’s office with your dirty urine? Are you worried that people will smell the smell of leather, track down the criminal, and ask you to give them a butt in exchange for covering up the truth?”

“Why are you doing that even when I tell you…”

There was no other reason why I could only respond passively to Elysia’s questions.

There are plenty of ways to pretend that nothing really happened here, whether it’s clean magic or magical engineering cleaning tools, but this is a matter of my conscience.

‘If injustice is unavoidably done for the good of the nation, it may be an extenuating circumstance… But now, I am the nation and I am Nabal, and it is an important space to determine the direction the nation should take simply to satisfy individual desires. They’re just mating in . Is it really okay to stay here like this…?’

The space that the President and other State Council members mainly use is the main conference hall, which is much larger than this one, but they do not run state affairs as if from scratch, but instead think in their own way with information provided by those working under them and then go through a process called discussion. These are the people who make the decisions.

Therefore, the importance of this space where middle managers who are responsible for obtaining information from the working-level staff and passing it on to the working-level staff to enable the State Council members to make ‘decisions’ and disseminating instructions from above to the working-level staff are gathered is by no means indisputable. It doesn’t fall.

“Seeing your expression darken, it looks like you regret something you did. Isn’t it too late to regret it now? Look at those chairs soaked in your urine. Water had soaked into the leather of not just one or two, but more than ten chairs.”

…I didn’t make the chairs like that on my own, but it’s really shameless.

Elysia’s shamelessness did not stop with that one word, but continued with her next words.

“Tsk tsk… It’s going to cost some money to buy all of this again. In a recession like this, who made us spend more taxes to supplement government supplies?”

Elysia, who had an expression that only pure evil can’t recognize that what she was doing was wrong, was stroking my chest and making breast milk gush out, and I belatedly raised my head and felt ecstasy. Things that were invisible because I was focusing all my nerves on came into view.

The sight of every single chair on which people were supposed to sit with their butts covered in impure liquid spewing out of my butt hole, making it unusable… The only thing that happened was that the chairs didn’t break or debris rolled around. It was so horrific that it seemed like some kind of battle had taken place.

‘…A battle was fought. It’s a very fierce and one-sided hand-to-hand fight.’

Just as the ordinal numbers ‘1st’ and ‘2nd’ were added to distinguish the two wars because the world wars did not end in just one, Elysia is a space that is narrower than the main conference hall, but objectively enough, spacious enough. As if the first hand-to-hand combat, in which our bodies were mixed and fought so intensely that we could feel the scent throughout, was not enough, we tried to move on to the second hand-to-hand combat.

“Our winter mom, you wanted to be seen naked by other people and be socially annihilated, but you were upset because there was no one to see you naked, right? Did you despair at the thought that you could not achieve your dream of hiding in a secret space where no one could reach, living alone with me, and fulfilling the role of a pregnancy sac?”

My body froze momentarily at the thought that I had hit the nail on the head while my buttocks was being pierced by the glans that had already entered my body and had just come out, but I forced out the breath trapped in my lungs and made up words.

“Well, I’ve never… thought like that… never… ”

Elysia did not wait calmly for me to finish speaking and cut me off.

“Be quiet. Because now someone who can make your old dream come true is coming?”

Words that cannot be taken lightly.

Thanks to this, I had no choice but to focus my entire body on the sound of a third party’s footsteps coming through the unlocked door without even having time to think about my dissatisfaction at being interrupted mid-sentence.

Tap, tap.

‘…I can’t believe I heard footsteps after Elysia said those words. The timing is so perfect. But who is it at this late hour? Night watchman? A duty worker just passing by?’

The person who answered my question was Elysia, who had told me that someone was coming here in the first place.

“The radius of action of a president over 80 years old is extremely narrow, so I was able to understand even the smallest details just by observing you while staying in the presidential office for the past few days.”

“…Suddenly talking about the president? That means… really?”

“Okay. The person who took that step is the person who believed in you and gifted you a set that included early graduation from the military academy, awarding a medal, and appointment to the Presidential Secretariat.”

Hearing that I was in danger of being discovered by the person I least wanted to be discovered, I came to my senses and tried to raise my upper body, which had been lying on the table.

However, the moment Elysia got excited and stuck her dick inside my anus, I lost control of my body again.

“Where!”

“Yes it♡”

In the end, I could only watch as the unlocked door got closer and closer as I was lifted up with Elysia’s cock stuck in my ass hole.

If they see me leading me to the door without any heed even though it’s not what I’m like right now… Even if I came with the door locked, they’ll open it wide and take a picture of the President’s pamphlet that says, ‘The reunion with the secretary I recently appointed was the worst.’ Although it seems like it.

“Ah… Andaae… Elysia, Jebaal…! This isn’t it… This… It’s something that can only be imagined…!”

Whether it’s a fantasy of hurting an innocent person for no reason or a fantasy of being gang raped and climaxing repeatedly while surrounded by people you don’t even know, you can’t be held guilty if you don’t put it into practice.

This is because since the concept of written law was established in this world, no country has made legal provisions to punish individual thoughts that are not expressed out loud.

Unlike the world I was in, here there is a magic that secretly reads other people’s thoughts, so isn’t the story different? no. There is also magic that protects against mind-reading magic, so plus or minus zero.

In the end, if you don’t put your imagination into practice, there is no other way to punish and no reason to do so. There is no difference between the original world and this world.

however…

“Ha! A sane person wouldn’t even imagine being shown naked to the president who trusted them from the beginning, looked at with disdain, and being socially annihilated, right? This is the moment when your imagination finally comes true, so why don’t you accept it more happily?”

…Elysia didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping the actions that were leading me to destruction.

The only thing I could do was to struggle in her arms as she placed her arms in both of her crooks and pressed her breasts, which were smaller than mine but still felt soft, against my back.

“Ah… no… Angdaaeae…!”

For some reason, it was a low-pitched scream, at the level of a ‘silent shout’, for fear of being heard by the President who was gradually walking towards us.

Yes. I was an incompetent person who couldn’t even struggle properly, but I was born with a natural talent for sex and pregnancy…