episode_0063

※ The IF side story is not related to the main story. In particular, since the probability is low, please enjoy it lightly.

Between her legs spread above her thighs, her thin fingers played gracefully over her vulva, which was quite moist. Thanks to my well-groomed nails, there was no chance of damaging my sensitive skin. As my index finger stimulated my vulva, my pussy began to get wet with love juice. Anastasia rubbed her vulva and touched her clitoris with softer hands than ever. Two fingers probed inside the wet pussy hole. Every time her clitoris was pressed by her palm, Etrusia let out a crying sound and looked for Anastasia.

“Sister…! huh. Haaahhh

“Having sexual desires is not a sin. Just trying to solve it on your own is a sin. A merciful God has not forbidden love between women, so don’t hold back your pleasure and express it all.”

Strictly speaking, it was a loophole in the doctrine that love between women was not prohibited, unlike love between men, but it was a matter of no concern to Anastasia, who did not hesitate to rape for reasons of heresy. Every time she moved her fingers, as if playing an instrument, a beautiful song could be heard instead of the harp.

“Ah…! Ugh, huh. Ahhh…! Haha…!”

Anastasia, seeing her face shedding tears and having a grand climax, impulsively pressed her lips to hers. But I didn’t put my tongue in. Surprisingly, a soft tongue entered Anastasia’s mouth. Soon, the saliva-soaked lips found their mate one after another. Although her back was sore from the previous night’s affair, Anastasia did not reject physical exchanges of emotions. The dry breasts met the bulging milk lumps. They were stroking and touching each other’s buttocks, their genitals rubbing against each other. Even though love between women was not mentioned in the doctrine, it was an act that was socially condemned. There was no woman in the world who proudly shared love based on doctrine.

“Chuck. Yes. i love you. ha. I love you… Ugh. Oh my!”

While the heated Etrussia passionately whispered love in an excited voice, Anastasia did not say the word love. It was not because Anastasia unconsciously felt rejected by forbidden love. I feel sorry for the pitiful cry of a bird that can never fly again, so I just shuffle around. That’s what she thought.

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After the two met for the first time outside of the Inquisition, Anastasia often went out with Etrusia. She often went out to the Etruscan yard to do housework or garden, but getting out of the house and walking among many people was a special experience for her. At first, she recalled the memory of being humiliated by so many people, and she trembled with fear every time she passed by people, but she regained her stability and got used to it as before. In fact, no one would think of the Ordellapi family’s wives when looking at present-day Etrussia. People who saw them for the first time thought of Etrussia as Anastasia’s servant or confidant.

In Anastasia’s view, Etrusia has never regained its former vibrancy. The golden hair grew long and gradually became dull and faded. She woke Anastasia up every morning and had the breakfast she had prepared for her. She greeted Anastasia in a polite manner when she returned from work. When Anastasia asked a question to her who reported her daily routine in detail, she received an answer right away. Then Anastasia praised her and stroked her head. After dinner, the two occasionally hung out together. At such times, Etrusia did not go up to the attic, but instead fell asleep in bed. Even though the age difference was at most that of an older sister or younger brother, let alone the age of her parents, she felt like a younger sister to Anastasia.

Sometimes Anastasia punished Etrussia. Sometimes it was meant to punish her for her mistakes, but most of the time it was a form of play. The day she beat Etrusia’s buttocks, which were strangely begging for punishment, Anastasia realized that she had developed a new sexual preference. There were very few cases of scolding the Etrusians, who had memorized the battle phrases, so they had to resort to forced cavils to create a situation where they would be punished. At that time, Etrusia noticed and stuck out her small buttocks. There were even times when he would scold her harshly, calling her a pee-peeer even though she had never urinated.

“I will never pee again! I was wrong!”

While Etrucia was struggling, her hair, which had grown as long as Anastasia’s, was flowing.

“I said that a few days ago. I need to give my sister a proper spanking so that she never disturbs the blanket ‘again’.”

The two actors performed without a sense of discomfort on a kind of theatrical stage. Etrusiana put her hands together and prayed while being dragged naked by the ears, and Anastasia, who stood her in the yard and scolded her with a whip, acted as if it had actually happened. After a lot of beatings and punishments, both Anastasia and Etrusia were drenched by the time they were brought back into the house.

“I love you clothes…! Ahhh!”

” page. Yes. Tsk.”

On days like that, the two made love even more passionately than usual. The sound of excitement filled the bedroom, and the sounds of love-soaked squelching and the sound of the bed shaking came together. There was no flesh bursting from the skillful beating, and only a level of beating that was enough to make Etrusia shed tears fell on Etrusia’s buttocks.

Naturally, Etrussia did not intentionally make mistakes or make mistakes. Instead, she called for corporal punishment in a more explicit way. When she was squatting naked in the bedroom with her legs wide open, a leather belt or a stick between her lips, and her hands raised to her chest and fisted like a dog or a cat, Anastasia deliberately turned away from her. Of course, I didn’t leave it alone for long. Anastasia sat down on the bed only when drool was flowing from her mouth after biting into the tool. After that, Anastasia put her foot out and stimulated her already wet pussy. After a couple of moans escaped between her pursed lips, Anastasia snatched the tool from her lips.

” page. side. Jjook.”

After Etrusia bowed her head and kissed the top of her foot, Anastasia opened her legs. Etrusia placed her lips on her pussy, which had barely any pubic hair, and stuck out her tongue. Her incredibly skillful caress brought Anastasia to climax in no time. Afterwards, Anastasia beat her buttocks with the tool she had stolen, making various excuses, such as saying that she had set it up and that she was not interested in serving. I don’t know if it was difficult to get used to the beating, or if it was like some sort of routine, but Etrusia burst into tears every time she was spanked with anything else, such as a paddle, a whip, or a leather belt. The timing was so perfect that the beating stopped when the two buttocks were as ripe as peaches, without breaking the skin or causing deep wounds.

“ang. Ah, yes…! Yes! Uhmmm…Haaan…!”

Lip marks left on the nape of my neck

“Ha, huh…huu. Breathe…”

The belt with a penis that once stole Etrussia’s virgins was reduced to a tool of love that made Etrussia cry endlessly. Of course, Anastasia was the one who used the belt, but it was funny that Anastasia, who was shaking her waist, was more tired than Etrussia, who was being impaled on the penis. The peaceful days had to continue. Both Anastasia and Etrusia believed that such days would continue. But God, as always, abandoned that faith. Misfortune had no eyes, so it did not choose its target.

Causing harm to the Inquisitor was punishable by death. Despite such severe punishment, there were quite a few people who held a grudge against the Heretic Questioner and sought revenge. Such people did not choose any means or methods.

That day too, a man suddenly ran up to Anastasia, who was walking down the street as usual. Just before the sharpened knife stabbed her, Etrusia, who was by her side, intervened. Although Etrussia was now accustomed to an ax for chopping firewood instead of a sword for chopping down demons, she, who was once a great hero, protected Anastasia as much as she could with her warrior’s instinct and pushed the man away. At the same time, her unarmored body was cut by a sword. Even as the man who failed to seek revenge and tried to run away was being subdued by the soldiers, Anastasia did not even look at the man. She frantically screamed at people around her to call a doctor. Anastasia, who was stopping the bleeding from Etrussia’s wound, was so distraught that she couldn’t tell whether her wound was deep or light.