episode_0114

There was a time when I thought I wouldn’t be satisfied.

That’s right, because she’s always gotten pleasure from having her uterine door pounded hard by the thick tentacles that invade her vaginal walls so thick that they seem to be expanding.

No matter how long and thick a man’s dick was, it couldn’t match the feel of the tentacle.

But even if that is natural for oneself, isn’t it somehow strange for a man to react that way?

Looking at Serkov, who was looking at me as if I were a dick-eating monster, I couldn’t help but feel a little unfair.

“Ahaha!! Honey, let’s cheer up, shall we?

I haven’t enjoyed it yet… !!

Are you doing your best to build it? Got it?”

“porridge… Hello… … ”

“Hiik… !! monster!!

It’s the succubus of legend!!”

However, even when Rani came in later, it seemed a little understandable to see that she was trying to suck out the souls of men several times her size.

It’s funny to think about it this way, but it’s probably something that has been ‘trained’.

I was drooling over the endless pleasure that the tentacles gave me, and I was squeezing my thighs and lower abdomen as hard as I could in order to come to my senses even just a little bit from the pleasure, and it seemed like I had somehow become a master of training.

“But like this… … ”

Was it really impossible to escape Enic’s grasp?

If it weren’t for his tentacles, I felt like I had become a being who couldn’t even feel happiness as a woman anymore.

Even as a temporary escape, she mixed herself with a human male, but it seemed like it only resulted in her becoming more aware of her identity.

Vivian, who slowly raised her head while gently consolidating her happy feelings on the other hand, soon began to move again.

And soon she arrived at her destination, slowly lowered her head, looked down at the two people, and smiled brightly.

“So, do you want to have more fun with me?

Do you think I can deal with you as many times as you like?”

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“Really… … Were men always this weak? … ?

I don’t think it was like this before… …

It was kind of fun back then… It felt pretty good… … ”

Ranie’s grunting voice echoed in the dark hallway.

And Vivian, who answered that, was walking without stopping, looking ahead.

“We’re probably too strong, Rani.

We weren’t like other women, right?”

“Ahh!! I see!!

It seems like that… lol… …

I miss Sojogi already… … ”

“Small.. Medium… … Huh… … Ugh!!

And maybe… It’s just an expectation, but…

There may be more changes than that…

Are you usually good at lifting heavy things?”

As Vivian was lost in thought for a moment, Ranie, who was carrying something on her back, pondered something for a moment and then nodded.

“It’s not as heavy as I thought… ?

Originally like that… I don’t think it’s true…

But can’t we just leave this behind?

Where are you taking it to use it? … ”

I did everything I could.

In fact, we even ended up with a harvest that exceeded our expectations.

Serkov said that he would free Anne if she became his flesh slave until the end of the society, but that promise was probably not kept.

There was no doubt that, in addition to winning the Wicked Game, she would be further threatened and exploited in many ways under the pretext of losing her virginity.

Of course, once you knew the villain, it wasn’t difficult to win Carla.

So whatever happened to Anne wasn’t a part-time business, and I thought it wasn’t a bad thing to be ruined like that, but in the end, if you look at Wicked Game alone, there was a situation where you never know.

That’s why it was necessary to completely squeeze out Serkov(?) and even get a confirmation that he would never climb up.

Meanwhile, an entire villain was secured to replace Serkov, who had lost his will anyway.

Now, if nothing happens until the social gathering is over, and the work is completed quietly, everything will be over.

“Because it is necessary for planning.

And when the plan is over… …

This time with my own hands… … ”

Vivian’s voice, muttering in a truly frozen voice, was gently flowing through the hallway.

“So, now…

Not yet… … ”

The two, who kept walking, soon arrived in front of a room, slammed the door once while roughly putting Anne down, and began to quickly run down the hallway.

‘Still, it’ll be fun… … ‘

In Vivian’s clenched fist as she ran quickly down the hallway, a small medal was revealed.

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I was tossing and turning for a while, wondering if I was having a bad dream.

“Ugh… Hmm… Yes… …

So cool… … Wow!!”

Anne soon opened her eyes with a short scream and stood up, gasping in surprise.

Something that had been tossing and turning next to Anne soon woke up with a small yawn, and was soon greeting Anne with a bright expression.

“Ugh… … Did you sleep well?”

“Ah… !! Kar.. lala… … ?

I am… Why here… … ”

Karla, who was nodding her head with her eyes squinted, perhaps still sleepy, shook her head a few times, and only then did she slightly open her eyes and look at Anne.

“That’s what I want to ask… ?

Someone suddenly knocked on my door…

When I went out, I saw that you had collapsed.

As expected, I drank too much yesterday…

Sorry for feeding you so much… … lol… … ”

“Yesterday… I’m sure… … ”

Anne, startled by a vague memory, felt around her body, but there was no trace of her clothes, which had already been changed into pajamas.

Moreover, Karla, who had been looking at her with questioning eyes as she pursed her lips as if she was nervous as she lifted up her clothes, blinked and turned her gaze towards the clock hanging in the room.

“Oh… !! It’s morning time… …

Ugh… Let’s go have breakfast… !!”

The second day of the social gathering began for Anne, who was eventually led by Carla’s hand and walked to the dining area with complicated feelings.

“Horace!! You!!”

“Ah!! How did know… … !!”

“Open your face!! It’s all displayed!!”

“ was a trap!! The correct answer was Anne!!

You’re caught, you bastard!! Heeheehee!!”

“Hahahaha!!”

Not only the second day, but also the third and fourth days.

No matter how much I thought about it, something was strange and a little uncomfortable, but it was still a fun time.

As expected, as the head of the Count Froden family’s social club, which is said to be unrivaled when it comes to social activities, was it because he prepared exciting and fun events every day?

At some point, I just enjoyed each moment and even forgot about Wicked Game for a while.

For the fun of making new friends, Anne fell asleep again at night, hugging Carla, who had started to help her by taking charge of her.

But the person who brought her a sense of reality was not anyone else, but someone completely unexpected.

This is the person who I thought I had forgotten for a while, but who has been strangely invisible for the past few days.

“How was it, were you enjoying it?”

“Line… Bae… … ”

“I left for a while because of urgent business.

I guess I had so much fun that I didn’t even notice that.”

“If it’s urgent… … if… … ”

“It’s nothing special. It was a personal thing.

Just then a thought occurred to me… … ”

“It’s a personal matter… … ?”

Of course, Anne did not know Lucia well.

We’re just seniors and juniors who have started talking a little more recently and who still don’t know much about each other.

But for some reason, I couldn’t help but feel uneasy when she said ‘personal business’.

“Edward… Are you a teacher… … ?”

Because Lucia’s expression as she gave her next answer seemed to say it all.

“You have a good sense of vision? You guessed it right.

It was a place where an associate professor temporarily took on a dispatched lecturer position during vacation.

He asked me to be a demonstration assistant there.”

“Obviously… I guess you did well… !!”

“I made some mistakes on the first day.

I’m sure it’s because I drank too much.

Always be careful when drinking alcohol.

Unless you want to be like me.”

Anne, looking at Lucia’s softly smiling expression, smiled back.

But inside, a variety of emotions were swirling around, creating a small whirlwind.

“Yes… Yes… … ”

Lucia was gone for up to three days, at least she could not have seen it.

Is that really the right period for a demonstration assistant?

For some reason, in her blurry mind, a silhouette of a strange shape giggling in front of her eyes appeared, and Anne’s breathing began to become increasingly difficult.

And from that silhouette, Anne’s fist was gently clenching as she remembered what Lucia had done at the Paulo Pavilion.

That smelly, sticky, hot, and completely unbearable existence.

She was enjoying the taste with her mouth back then, so what did she do this time?

“3 days.”

More than enough time to do many things.

Officially, if she suddenly went out to do that ‘work’ while she was still at Count Froden’s house, no one would have been able to know Lucia’s whereabouts.

To build memories together, to share happy times, and to spend irrevocably passionate and affectionate times.

Towards Lucia, who may have done all that, but who was making such an incongruous and foolish expression that it was hard to look at her eyes without realizing it.

Anne, who was trying to suppress her expression and put a smile on her face, handed me the glass of drink she was holding in her hand.

“So… Did you… …

More than that, this tastes better.

Give it a try.”

“Are you taking care of me? Thank you, junior.

I was just feeling thirsty.

So, do you want to tell me what happened?”

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