episode_0195

“I don’t want to meet that person, Mother.”

Princess Priscilla of Symphonia, an elven kingdom on Symphonia Island, is rejecting the offer of her mother, Queen Sylvia.

“Serpico is a truly wonderful elf, Priscilla. He was born in Symphonia, but he is adventurous and has a wealth of experience. You can build a good relationship with him and grow into eternal partners.”

It was a recommendation for a partner. Sylvia was trying to connect her daughter, who was of marriageable age, with a suitable partner.

“I don’t want to meet a partner like that. I want it to be really dramatic and meaningful, something that stimulates my heart.”

Priscilla’s rejection was quite mechanical.

It was an offer she had received and rejected many times before she was of marriageable age.

Not only was Priscilla the heir to the Symphonia kingdom, but she was also so beautiful that many noble elves wanted her.

They are all wonderful, but Priscilla is rejecting every offer that comes her way.

“Hmm… I think this mother has a big responsibility, Priscilla…”

She could at least meet him, but seeing her daughter cutting him off like a knife, Queen Sylvia suddenly blamed herself.

Elves are picky, but Priscilla was especially so.

Even elves of the same kind get along well and become friends quickly, but Priscilla didn’t.

Sylvia had been watching this for some time and came to the conclusion that it was her fault.

“When you were young, you said you liked it so much, so I told you so many stories about the continent and adventures… I think that made your

fantasy about a partner twisted, my beloved baby…”

Fantasy,

Priscilla was basically an adventurous person.

Sylvia found her lovely daughter’s tendencies cute, so she told her many stories about outside Symphonia Island since she was a child.

Maybe that’s why Priscilla has such unique tastes and isn’t very interested in elves from Symphonia Island.

Sylvia thinks her daughter, Princess Priscilla, is distracted by things outside the island.

“N-no, that’s not true, Mother! I’m a noble elven princess! How could I avoid marriage because of that vulgar and rootless outside world!”

If Priscilla had admitted and accepted that fact, she could have looked for a solution,

but what made the situation even more difficult was that Priscilla would never admit it.

And there was a reason for that reaction.

‘That’s where creatures lust after each other like beasts and mate without shame! How could I be interested in such beings! Mother, you don’t know your daughter at all!!’

After seeing the demons’ sex, a strong defense mechanism took root in Priscilla’s heart.

With a heart full of curiosity and longing for the outside world, she went to the elven village on the opposite side of the kingdom to see the demons in person.

The demon couple’s sex in the iron cage that she witnessed there was a shock to Priscilla, who had just become an adult.

Their appearance seemed to deny all the nobility, ethics, and at least a minimum of shame that Priscilla had in her head.

It perfectly stimulated the elven defense mechanism of cringing at the sight of sex between those who are not partners and made it stick in her mind.

‘Haa… but that doesn’t mean I can like this boring life on the elven island…’

As a result, Priscilla’s heart was full of terrible contradictions.

She couldn’t stop longing for the outside world and the dopamine she already knew,

but she was a contradictory person who couldn’t admit it on the surface due to her defense mechanism full of hatred.

That was Priscilla’s inner self.

‘Eugene! Mating with the commander! It’s no different from that demon couple back then!’

In that state of mind, Priscilla witnessed Eugene’s amazing beast-like sex with demon blood.

‘T-to stick his hand into a woman’s place like he’s putting it in his pocket! To squeeze her breasts as if he’s going to burst them! To shake his waist like a horny puppy while grabbing them!’

She had seen mercenaries having sex countless times since coming to Pangaea, but Eugene’s sex was on a different level.

His physique was more than that of a demon.

Furthermore, he had sex just like a demon.

Priscilla relived the shock of that time.

But

‘They’re doing it again! Those beasts are lusting after each other again, biting, sucking, and sticking it in!’

She kept seeing it after that.

Priscilla had been peeking at Eugene and Jeanne’s sex while hating it, being shocked, cursing, and criticizing them.

“Hnggggg! Haaahng! Inside me! It’s inside me…! Haaahng! My partner’s huge cock with demon blood…! Haaht! Hng! It’s being shoved in like a beast! Haaheueuheut!”

Twitch! Twitch! Wince! Tingle! Wince! Twitch!

Tzeugeut…! Tzeugeut…! Tzigeut…! Tzeugeut…! Tzigeut…! Pookbbeek…! Tzeuppet…! Tzeugeuk…!

Moreover, she was now shuddering as she directly experienced that beastly fucking.

“That’s right, Priscilla. A cock that is even bigger and more majestic than a demon’s cock is lusting after and shoving into our elven princess’s noble pussy.”

Tzigeut…! Tzeugeut…! Pookjjeok…! Pookjjik…! Tzeugeut…! Tzigeut…! Tzigeok…!

Eugene agreed with Priscilla’s unusual reaction and continued to give her a groovy fucking in her pussy.

‘After all, sexual pleasure is a very subtle thing…’

Smirk…!

At the same time, Eugene Schneider’s lips turned up.

He seemed to understand Priscilla’s messed-up mental state very well.

‘The difference between a defense mechanism and pleasure is paper-thin. The best anesthetic to forget pain is, of course, pleasure. Priscilla’s subconscious chose that.’

Someone with deep trauma from corporal punishment may distort the pain of that trauma like a feeling of pleasure to protect themselves.

Priscilla is the same.

She was shocked by the sex of the demon lovers,

but she couldn’t stop the dopamine from the outside world.

So her brain adopted a perverted pattern of turning hatred into pleasure.

‘Of course, it wouldn’t have been possible without a reason. I think it was possible because my and Jeanne’s sex was amazing and my camaraderie reached Priscilla to some extent.’

However, there was no way that a noble elven princess would be in this state with mere pleasure.

It was the virginity that she had kept for nearly 200 years.

While controlling her hatred with a perverted pleasure mechanism, she was disarmed by Eugene’s amazing looks, the sex force that made Jeanne reach her climax every time, and the heart that truly cared for Priscilla herself.

“Our elven princess spread her legs for a demon half-breed. Thanks to that, I’m eating this amazing elf pussy while watching.”

Rub! Rub! Rub Touch! Touch! Rub!

Tzeugeut! Tzeugeok! Tzigeok! Tzeugeut! Tzeugeut Tzeugeut Tzeugeut Tzeugeut! Pookjjik! Pookjjeok!

Eugene, who had finished figuring out his opponent, had no mercy.

He is an unchaste male and a harem man.

He has no shame in starting sex, and he is satisfied only when he draws out everything he can and gives satisfaction to the woman he is with.

Eugene touched Priscilla’s upper pussy along with the fast-tempo fucking and revealed how naked Priscilla’s figure was right now.

“Hng! Heoheung! Heueung! No! That’s not true! Heoheueueung! I spread my legs for my partner! Heueut! Heoheueueung! Not for a demon, heuheueueueung!”

Shake! Shake! Shake!

Priscilla, whose defense mechanism was stimulated, desperately shook her head and denied Eugene’s words.

Until just before, she was saying that it was her partner’s cock mixed with demon blood, but she quickly switched gears and whined even though she was pouring out vulgar moans.

“Heuhaaa…! It’s so stimulating…! Why is it so stimulating! Hieut! I’m definitely a noble elven princess! An elf who dreamed of pure love with my partner…! Hageueueueueu…!”

That’s because her twisted pleasure point is wildly stimulated by doing so.

Even if she admits it herself, this contradictory pleasure runs wild like a crazy foal when someone else points it out.

“What was the sex of the demon man Priscilla saw like? Was it as majestic as my cock? I heard that story from Commander Jeanne d’Arc. Tell me. While hating it so much, did you secretly want to be shoved by that cock?”

Pookjjeok! Pookjjeok! Ssukkeong! Pookjjeok! Tzeugeut! Tzeupook! Pookjjik! Pookjjik! Pookjjeok!

“Heut! Haaheung! Heoheung! Heoheung! Deny it! Eugene, you’re such an unchaste male! My partner was an unchaste male that I couldn’t even imagine! Haaheut! Heoheueueung!”

Eugene, who knew the mechanism well enough, didn’t bother to refute it.

He just digs up and digs into it more persistently.

Because this perverted psychology feels and reacts more sensitively to the gaze looking into it.

As expected, Priscilla felt it brutally with Eugene’s skillful training.

Strong denial, and criticism, that is a sure affirmation.

“Heueueueung! My partner’s place is even bigger and more powerful! Haaheueut! Heut! While looking at me with more honey-dripping eyes…! Hieut! Hikkeueueeut! While shoving it in with a crazy handsome sculpted face…! Heueung! Heuhaaheung! Hikkeueueeut!”

But Priscilla had great pride in her partner as a pure elf.

She wanted to make sure of the facts,

She confirmed that Eugene’s male power was more amazing than the demon’s male she had witnessed, and that his visuals were on a different level.

“What is it, Priscilla! Is that what you thought about my appearance? Were you hiding that feeling and treating me so demurely? You’re so coy?”

Pookjjeok! Pookjjeok! Pookjjeok! Tzeugeutpookjjik! Pookjjikpookjjikpookjjik! Tzeuppook! Pookjjik!

“Haht! Heut! Heuhaaheut! No! Not that kind of thing! Hieueueeut! Heuhaaheueut!”

It can be said to be Priscilla’s coquetry, which is both pure and seductive.

She was setting up her male’s self-esteem and showing off her aegyo as if she was correcting the facts.

Eugene began to shove the pussy of the high-ranking elf, which was truly different on the inside and outside, and urged her to be coy.

“Priscilla needs to be punished! You’re like a lewd elf. With my cock! I’m going to punish you like this with my cock that is even bigger than that demon’s cock!”

Throb! Throb! Throb! Throb! Throb! Throb!

Pooheukㅡjjik!♥Pooheukㅡjjik!♥Pooheokㅡjjeok!♥Pooheokㅡjjik!♥Tzeueutㅡpook!♥Pooheokㅡjjik!♥

“Heoheot! Heoeung! Heoheueueung! Heoheong! Heoheoeoeong! Heoeuheoeong!”

Eugene’s urging cannot end with mere criticism.

Punishing with a cock is the true incisive remark,

Eugene passionately shook his waist and bombarded Priscilla’s alluring and noble pussy.