“This is not it.”

    “······.”

    “This isn’t it.”

    “······.”

    “No matter how much I allowed it, this is crossing the line.”

    “I’m sorry······.”

    When my contemptuous reprimand hit Alice, she lowered her head and looked very apologetic.

    But I didn’t believe it.

    Just now, when I think about what I went through, there’s no way she was truly reflecting. She was just pretending to reflect. She wasn’t in her right mind.

    The incident started like this.

    It happened 20 minutes ago.

    Alice came to my tent.

    She looked very strange. She was dressed in the most bizarre clothes I had ever seen.

    She was wearing a piece of cloth that was too embarrassing to even call clothing (the expression “she was wearing” would not be appropriate), a pig’s headband was on her head, a nose ring was on her nose, and a crooked pig’s tail was swinging lewdly from her buttocks.

    Before I could even be shocked,

    She rushed at me, practically falling down. Then she buried her face in my crotch and sniffed around, spitting out obscene words that were too embarrassing to even put into words.

    “Master··· Master···!! Swish··· Haa··· Master’s rich smell··· Joaah··· Kkuik···! Kkuik···!! Ah! I’m sorry··· I lost my senses for a moment··· I’ll greet you again···! Master’s obscene pig Alice has come looking for the best truffle scent···♡ Please let me taste itoooo···♡ Oink oink♡”

    She spewed out all sorts of obscene language like a skilled prostitute, then quickly got entangled in my legs and started rubbing her crotch roughly. My thighs were soaked with an unidentified liquid.

    “Don’t look at me··· Don’t look at me··· Please scold me··· This sinful livestock bitch··· Cuddle♡”

    I couldn’t even understand half of what she was saying. It was the most obscene language I’d ever heard in my life.

    Did you try to cover up the trauma with a shallow appearance? That shocking appearance was enough to cause a new trauma.

    Still, it had some effect, and for a moment, the fear of her had certainly disappeared. However, new emotions had taken its place. They were contempt and disillusionment.

    It was complicated to see her ruined like this. She was precious… It’s hard to say now, but anyway, she was a love-hate relationship. It didn’t feel good to see her in such a dirty state.

    It wasn’t long before her lewd show stopped.

    Perhaps because she noticed my expression had turned cold, she hurriedly changed her attitude, cautiously knelt down, and entered apology mode.

    And that’s how we got to this point.

    “Where did you get such cheap clothes···?”

    “···I, I thought you would like it···”

    “Shut up!!”

    “I’m sorry···”

    “Did I teach you that? To do that? Where the hell did you learn such lewd things?!”

    “···This is, after about 500 years of delusion alone···”

    “Tsk···!”

    This episode was raised with complete laissez-faire, but it seems to have been a complete failure. An incurable pervert was born. I wish I had given him some simple sex education. I didn’t know he would be this twisted.

    I spoke to her as if I was informing her.

    “You’ve been so aggressive that I reluctantly allowed it··· But no matter how I look at it, this doesn’t seem right. Let’s stop now. I didn’t know that being so cheap could be this bad···.”

    Originally, I was just going to hang out with her. It felt like I was doing emotional labor, and I was also strictly using contraception. But this wasn’t it. The hurdle was too high. She was demanding more from me than just sex. It was like she wanted me to use her as a tool, but that was too much.

    I gave her a ban.

    “Go back now.”

    Alice’s face turned pale.

    I was very restless, as if I had been sentenced to death.

    She hesitated for a moment, then screamed at me.

    “But, but this is the extent to which the master can forget his trauma!!”

    “I have to cover up my master’s trauma with my dirty appearance···.”

    “You’ve been avoiding me lately···. You said it reminded you of the old days···.”

    Alice burst into tears.

    When I saw her, my heart weakened a little. Have I been avoiding her lately? I think so. Certainly, her face as an adult frightens me. She knows it, and I know it.

    “It’s true that I’ve made big mistakes in the past··· but not anymore··· I will never hurt you again···!”

    “But··· Master keeps avoiding me··· And it’s getting worse···”

    “I’m afraid I’ll be abandoned like this···”

    Suddenly, her eyes widened and she knelt down in front of me, hugging my legs.

    “Lord, Master···”

    “When you see my vulgar appearance, you too, Master, will know that I am harmless···”

    “Please look at my shallow appearance···”

    “I am the master’s sexually treated livestock···♡ I will not harm the master.”

    “I’ve cleared up my ugly past of doing bad things to my master···!”

    She starts dancing with a desperate look on her face, spreading her pussy and showing it to me.

    “Look, Master···! My thick place···. It’ll feel so good···. I shave and train every day just for you···. Once you put it in, it’ll feel so good you won’t want to take it out···!”

    A long, transparent thread hangs from her plump vagina, swaying.

    Alice’s struggles, which seemed somehow pitiful, aroused my sympathy, for some reason I don’t know.

    It wasn’t much different from the girl who had been diligently washing the dishes, begging not to be abandoned, a long time ago.

    I didn’t really intend to throw it away, but it seems like my recent cold attitude has made Alice anxious.

    I wonder if I’ll be abandoned like this? Even after living together for over 10 years, she still felt anxious every day.

    It seems like she wanted to prove that she was my property at this time. Through the strange concept of a sexually processed livestock.

    Sigh… Why do I always feel weak towards her…

    I sighed and motioned for her to come over.

    She came toward me, shaking her body in an obscene manner, with both hands behind her head.

    Standing in front of me, he shakes his body even more violently.

    Her huge breasts and the flesh attached to her body swayed gently.

    I held out my hand and ordered her.

    “Don’t look at it.”

    “Yes···?”

    I spoke to her again, who didn’t understand.

    “Don’t show me.”

    “No!!”

    Only then did she understand, and she gasped and stuck her pussy out with her legs wide open.

    “Here are the clothes···”

    Her vagina was wet and throbbing as if asking to be touched.

    I put my finger in. It tightened so much that it was scary. It seemed like it wasn’t a lie that I was exercising. It was quite tight.

    “Ahh···♡”

    When I scratched her vagina with my finger, she threw her head back.

    “Ugh···!! I love it so much···♡”

    He yells at me in a very hoarse voice.

    I didn’t stop, I just kept moving my fingers.

    Creak creak

    “Oh my···?!! Oh my···!!”

    She was writhing like crazy. Her neck was turning red, and she was shaking her head from side to side. Her waist was starting to go down. It seemed like she was having a hard time holding it.

    I put my finger in as deep as I could, meaning not to lower my posture.

    “Eeeek!!”

    She fell backwards, spraying her love juice.

    She was sprawled out like a frog, twitching and convulsing her vagina.

    Jjiiik···

    A liquid, either urine or something else, flowed weakly from her vagina.

    I stomped on her vagina with my foot.

    “Keoook?!!!”

    She jumped up and down, regaining her energy. I told her.

    “What if that bitch who’s a sex slave goes in and lies down first?”

    “Sin, sin, sin···!!! Sin, sin, sin···!! Huh··· Thank you for your generosity···!!”

    I pressed her vagina with my foot.

    Then she became very excited and reacted violently.

    “Cloth …

    It was a face that seemed very happy, a mixture of sadistic pleasure at being trampled on by me and the pleasure I felt from my vagina.

    It was the happiest I’d seen her face in years. Is this really a good thing?

    Although I felt a little angry inside, I decided not to ruin her happiness.

    If you mess up for no reason and turn bad, it will be a big problem.

    Then, all of a sudden, a sense of self-loathing came over me. It was because I thought that, if things continued like this, I would be no better than her sexual slave. It wasn’t exactly a wrong thought. After all, I ended up doing what she wanted.

    A sexual slave who relieves Alice’s perverted desires.

    That was me.

    Somehow, I felt a surge of anger and started to let my emotions run down my businesslike feet.

    Crackle!! Crackle!!

    She screams.

    “Kkweeek!!!”

    I looked down at her coldly and said.

    “Stop joking, stand up and open your eyes.”

    “Yes, yes···♡”

    She had a very happy expression on her face.

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