episode_0027

It was not that Katarina was unfamiliar with the role of a tool. In fact, until now, he had been an unwanted tool for Scarlett. But Scarlett’s intentions were clearer. This does not mean that I simply want to use it like a tool, but that I really want to use it as a ‘human tool’.

Scarlett’s wish came true. Of course, this did not mean that Katarina was turned into human furniture through magic. That may be fun for Scarlett, but her taste is for something lively. As they had done so far, the demon maids faithfully moved according to Scarlett’s tastes.

The result was enough to make Scarlett burst out laughing as soon as she saw it.

Dozens of candles lit up the spacious restaurant. Scarlett was sitting at the head of a table long enough to seat dozens of people. Demon maids took their seats on both sides of the table, and the table was full of various foods. High-quality wines and colorful fruits delighted not only the mouth but also the eyes.

“What should I call this? ashtray? Stand?”

Scarlett pointed to Katarina, who was the only one who could not sit next to the table. The seat she occupied was on the table, not next to it. Strictly speaking, it was correct to say that it occupied the top and bottom of the table. Scarlett’s head was sticking out of a hole just within reach. From the neck down, he was tied naked under the table and unable to move. Katharina’s hair was tied up and pinned up so as not to interfere with Scarlett’s eating. Scarlett’s smile did not stop as she saw her eyes full of nervousness and fear shaking back and forth.

“Ahh. Kahaaa…”

As expected, Katarina’s face was exquisitely messed up. A nose hook with a round end was attached so that the sharp nose became a snub nose, and was pulled back as far as possible, and a mouth opening was also placed around the mouth, forcing the mouth open so that it could not be closed. Scarlett, who felt like she might spit out the wine in her mouth, pointed her finger at Katarina’s pitiful face and said:

“Ahaha. Who decorated it like this? Do you really like it?”

In fact, Catherine was not saintly at all for a saint. It wasn’t noble either. Scarlett, who enjoyed destroying and tearing down those types of people, was not the type she preferred.

But Scarlett enjoyed watching Katarina fall apart. It was funny that she was born with all sorts of misfortunes and lived a life that was only supported on the outside. It was a joy for her to see a woman who had no saint-like features other than the smile she kept in front of believers, bishops, and nuns, and to bow and obey before her and still not become corrupted.

“Me! I’ll do it~!”

Scarlett, seeing the maid standing up with her hand up, waved her hand and praised her for her service.

“Henny did it. good job. I will praise you.”

“Kyaa! Complimented! I love you, Scarlett!”

Hennie, who boasts the tallest height in this mansion, was delighted with a charming voice. The maids who saw the scene each showed unique reactions, with some laughing and others engrossed in the food. Scarlett’s eyes looking at them were vaguely vague. Of course, Katarina had no time to worry about such things as she could not even speak, let alone put her mouth to food.

“Aaaa… Haa, Agag. Haha…”

A stream of drool flowed from between the lips that were parted due to the mouth opening. Thanks to Henney’s good sense, a saucer-shaped support was placed around Katarina’s neck. The nose was already turned upside down like a pig, but since it was placed on a plate, it literally looked like a pig’s head on a table.

“Haaaa…”

Of course, the head wasn’t really cut off. Katarina was squatting under the table, her hands were tied behind her back, and her ankles were chained in footcuffs, preventing her from moving with her legs spread.

“Strange? It looks like the pig on the plate is crying?”

The pointed toe heels of Scarlett’s shoes dug into the pussy between her legs.

“Kahak!”

The demon maids burst out laughing when they heard the pained moans of a pig. The ridiculous behavior of insignificant people was an extremely enjoyable sight for them. Scarlett, who kicked Katarina’s pussy, tipped her wine glass and waved the shoe stuck in her pussy back and forth.

“Haaa…ah, ah, ah. Ahhh…!”

Katarina’s pitiful moans echoed throughout the restaurant. But no one in the mansion sympathized with her. They just laughed and chatted among themselves.

“I guess I caught less pigs.”

“The cook was at fault.”

“Who is in charge today?”

“Is it my fault again?”

“If it’s not your fault, whose fault is it?”

“Oh, don’t fight~!”

Scarlett looked at them with affectionate eyes, raised her knees and pressed the pig’s breasts. While cutting a high-quality steak with a sharp knife, I kicked the pig’s vagina with the top of my foot. Every time that happened, Katarina couldn’t hide her expression and let out a sigh. The delicious smells of colorful foods permeated her vertically dilated nostrils, but her tongue tasted nothing.

“Haaa…”

Scarlett, who was looking at Katarina in agony every time she rubbed her pussy with the instep of her foot, took a piece of steak with her fork and held it out in front of her.

“Saint. Do you want to eat this?”

“Haeeeh…”

Because it was difficult to move her head, Katarina twitched her eyes and made noises in response. It was so funny and pitiful that Scarlett put her fork in front of her mouth.

“Now, closer. Ah~”

When the steak was placed in a position where she could reach it if she stretched out her tongue a little more, Katarina opened her eyes wide and stuck out her tongue even more. Scarlett laughed and waved her fork around as her already distorted face became even more ridiculous.

“Do you think you can reach it if you stick out a little more?”

“Haaa, ah…eh, haaa…”

A stream of saliva flowed from Katarina’s tongue that came out of her lips. To Scarlett, sticking out her tongue as much as possible and focusing both eyes on one point, the steak, seemed like grotesque humor. In the end, she couldn’t hold back her laughter and threw her fork back while bursting into laughter. Katarina, who lost the steak in front of her eyes, just moaned in despair.

“Ahahaha! This is a saint! Even a sow wouldn’t look like this.”

“Ahhhh…”

Instead of a piece of steak, Katarina was given a shoe toe for her pussy. Katarina’s love juices were thickly smeared on the shoes that were rubbing her vulva as if to comfort her.

“Why is a bitch as old as a saint so impatient? Do you like it when I touch you like that?”

“Haang, ah, ah. Ah, haaaa…”

To Scarlett, the sight of her closing her eyes tightly, snorting repeatedly, and moaning with her mouth unable to close was extremely comical. Moreover, Scarlett, who felt the weight of her pussy being rubbed by the shoes, decided to tease Katarina.

A spoon filled with spicy Tabasco sauce was pointed in front of Katarina’s lips.

“Ahaaa…”

Tabasco sauce dripped onto Katarina’s tongue, which was still feeling stimulation with her eyes closed. She thought that what had fallen on her tongue was a liquid like water. Of course, she soon realized that it was not an ordinary liquid like water.

“Khehe, ahhh…! Haaagh!”

“The response is a bit slower than expected? I guess you got caught up in rubbing your own pussy? Now, I’ll add more to help you come to your senses.”

Katarina screamed, shedding tears at the tingling pain she felt on her tongue. A few maids who saw this pointed and laughed. Scarlett smiled at them and picked up the can of Tabasco sauce again.

“I’m hungry. Eat this at least.”

Droplets of Tabasco sauce fell and settled in Katarina’s mouth. My tongue moved sensitively and I tried to avoid the sauce, but the spicy sauce landed on my tongue as well.

“Ahhhh…!”

With the maids applauding, Katarina was overcome by extreme pain. Even a few drops of the sauce that fell from a high position landed on her philtrum and irritated her nose. Katarina, who enjoyed the spicy taste and scent at the same time, writhed in pain, drooling and even running down her nose.

“Ahaha! Hyaaa!”

Scarlett was not a merciful master who would watch her slave struggle. When I lifted my foot and hit her lower abdomen with the heel of my shoe a few times, Katarina let out a sigh and twitched her eyes in pain.

“Quietly. Do it.”

“Ack…! Sigh…! Ah, ahaaahhh…”

Katarina, who had tears in her eyes, tried to soothe them with her tongue and twitched her eyes. Although she was engulfed in indescribable humiliation and pain, her genitals were glistening with love juice as if preparing for reproduction and sexual intercourse. Katarina, who knew this, felt even more ashamed.

“It looks nice now.”

Of course, Scarlett had no intention of caring about Katarina’s situation. The saint’s wet pussy was a fun source of teasing for Scarlett.

“I didn’t know Tabasco could be so spicy. As an apology, I’ll feed you this instead.”

Scarlett scooped up something light green with a small spoon. Katarina, smelling a scent from afar, widened her eyes, drooled, and wrinkled her nose.

It was horseradish.