"Amelia, can you walk?"
"Ugh… Yu, Yoosung… I need to know the extent… Am I still aware of the injury…?"
"Yes, then for the time being…"
"Yeah, that's right! I'm not telling you to force yourself to resist your desires at night. If you want, you can vent your desires every day, every day. Don't pile it up… give it all to me."
He wiggles his thighs and fingers lovingly and glances, glances, in my direction.
…Oh, I can't stand it.
Amelia's soggy pussy juice began to fill with moisture at some point.
In the morning, I placed Amelia's large breasts under me and started fucking her like an animal.
I was thrown straight onto the bed and cummed.
Lastly, I made him drink all of my semen through his mouth.
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"Ugh…"
Isabel let out a small moan and slowly got up.
A blanket that still retains warmth, and memories of last night.
A woman's breathless voice could be heard over and over again through the wall.
"…gulp."
-Please… please stop… ahhh, oh, black…
The noise of being dragged onto a bed and the sound of Gyo-seong crying like a bitch being pushed down by a man.
Every time a sound of pleasure and sweat rang through the room.
"Hipp."
Isabel looked down at her lower abdomen with tears in her eyes.
Maybe I will lose my virginity within this week.
A potion that limits magical power. I had never even heard of it.
When I heard that it was applied directly to the skin, I thought it was just a provocative act to see the naked body.
In fact, he made fun of his voluptuous breasts and buttocks. At the end, I had to show the naked woman wiping the potion all over her body.
Even if it works, it doesn't change the fact that he's keeping an eye on his body.
They even took off all their clothes under the pretense of using a potion to limit magical power, so it would only be a matter of time before they were attacked.
– Rumble.
A man suddenly opens the door and comes in without knocking. When I thought about it, there was no way I would have knocked on the slave and let him in.
no. different.
A woman who has been raped…? No, warrior.
Just as I was about to greet her with a slightly brighter face.
"Ugh, huh… Uh, I don't know if I was able to sleep well last night… Well, this is breakfast today."
"…"
The illusion of steam rising and a sweet scent.
A flushed blush and panting breath.
Reddish kiss marks and handprints visible through the bandages around the nape of the neck, and traces of rape also covered around the breasts and collarbones.
The man's pubic hair was clearly attached to the corner of his mouth, and moist moisture remained.
He has already been violated as he should… The noble person he knew has already been defiled. At the touch of that man.
Voluptuous breasts and smooth buttocks.
Suddenly, she turned around and left the place, and the red-hot print of the man's palm remained on her pure white buttocks, visible through her dress. It looked like a bitch.
-gulp.
Isabel swallowed dry saliva without thinking and thought.
'Well, that hero… was committed in such a mess…? Even worse, he made that warrior with a solid and noble spirit… his bitch…'
Isabel, thinking that she would be trained like that the moment she lost her senses, braced herself and clenched her hands.
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"Did you sleep well?"
Let's lightly knock on the door, open it, and go in.
Isabel shrugged her shoulders and turned around to look at me.
Rice paste stuck to the corner of the mouth.
Isabelle, who was eating with her bare hands and without a spoon, approached and knelt down.
"I'm sorry… I ate food without permission… Are you mad…? I won't do that again next time. Please, please…"
He became more obedient last night.
Well, I didn't mean to become this timid… Was the shock of yesterday's incident a little too great?
"I'm not angry, so get up."
"Yes, yes… Jeong, I'm sorry for what I said."
He sat down on the blanket next to Isabelle, who was speaking gibberish, and took out a piece of meat from his inventory.
In an instant, Isabel's expression sparkles.
okay. I always eat bland food, but when I see juicy meat right in front of my eyes, there's no way I can resist it.
This is even the meat that Amelia just grilled for me.
Isabel looks back and forth between me and the meat with drool dripping from her eyes.
"Do you want to eat it?"
"Yes, yes…"
"Then come and sit here."
Isabel flinched for a moment, reacted, then reluctantly nodded.
I sat down on the soft blanket and patted the spot next to me. How did Isabel understand what I meant? He closed his eyes tightly and sat down next to me with his smooth buttocks pressed against mine.
Of course, I didn't mean to sit apart, but…
If you sit this close, Isabel's huge breasts will naturally come into contact with you as well.
-Soak.
As soon as I sit next to her, Isabelle's unique scent wafts out.
It's different from perfume. There was no way she could have saved Hangsu in a place like this.
The pheromone that females give off… If Amelia has a damp, sweet, enticing scent of flesh, this one feels a little brighter. It was a smell that a pure, noble woman in her prime would give off.
"Now, open your mouth."
I could tell how nervous Isabelle was from her slightly pursed lips.
It's not like I'm getting bitten. Why were you so nervous? Shouldn't you like meat?
I think you may be a little mistaken as to why I made you sit next to the blanket. I have no intention of forcing sex yet. Because I have Amelia.
He made Isabel, who was hesitant and not sure what to do, sit down again and popped a piece of meat into her mouth.
"Mumbling…"
Isabel was chewing so well that her fingers could be seen clumping with her lips.
When I saw that the meat was halfway to his mouth and he quickly put it all into his mouth, I guess he was quite hungry.
Mmm…! I quietly looked at Isabelle, who was amazed at the taste with her eyes wide open.
Hmm… If a meat of this size has cheeks that swollen… deepthroat would be more difficult, right?
"How about it, is it delicious? My wife made it, so it must be delicious."
"Wow, if… wife? Do you mean…?"
"Yes,"
"Ah…if you are mine."
"Of course it's Amelia."
"…Ah."
My earlobes and face turned red in an instant.
I added, looking down at Isabelle who lowered her head.
"If you continue to listen carefully from now on, you will at least be able to eat this luxurious food for a while. As a bonus, even slightly damaged magic circuits will be able to recover quickly."
"So, I'm telling you to cooperate for the time being… yes… I'll really… work hard."
…
Is it because of his innocent appearance, unlike his nickname of an aristocrat and genius wizard, or is it because of his clothes that expose his bare skin defenselessly?
Amelia is a female with perfect beauty that no one can match.
Isabel's appearance was a beauty that could truly be encountered in real life.
If I were to be specific, it feels similar to a modern-day famous idol.
"Why do you think I came to see you today?"
Isabel, startled, trembles at those words.
Actually, this was a cowardly question. It's difficult to bring up sensitive topics. If you take it out and say, 'Huh? okay. Then I will commit it.' I heard that there are several slave owners who have a vicious hobby of just picking and eating.
But I have no intention of violating Isabelle now.
It's inevitable that my eyes keep going to my chest, and it's true that I massaged my soft lower belly for a while. Anyway, that's it.
Actually, what I wanted to know now was what she thought of me.
"Are you trying to… rape me?"
Isabelle looks at me with anxious eyes.
Well, I think that's how you would respond to a guy who massages his body and gives you a dark look.
But I really have no intention of feeding her semen or spewing baby seed into her womb right now.
"No. I have no intention of violating you now."
"Well, then…"
Are you a teaching assistant…? Isabel, who was about to say something shallow, was interrupted mid-sentence and continued.
"Magic, tell me all the magic, including your family's arcane magic."
"…Yes? My magic?"
Is it because it is a completely different topic than what I had thought? Isabel tilted her head and said that.
"Okay. Magic. You were talented enough to be called a genius even in the Magic Tower, right? Even if it's impossible to use a transfer magic, I'm sure they have a magic that can make them unnoticed."
Actually, it didn't feel right to say this to Isabel.
Even wizards all have their own specialized tasks, and Isabel was not, as her nickname suggests, the Witch of Fire… but the Scarlet-Faced Witch? Anyway, no matter how much you think about it, there will only be magic like siege weapons that focus on attacks rather than supporting magic like stealth or auxiliary magic.
When you see a tank sticking to the ground and firing shells, can you quietly and stealthily go back? It was closer to asking.
If it doesn't work, we have to make it happen.
Amelia and I needed that.
Right now we are calm, but in reality we are covered in chase.
Even though I am fast on my feet, it is still difficult to use my full speed to run while holding Amelia.
And it seems even more difficult to avoid the swordsman's gaze.
Crucially, this magic will be necessary for her, who has revealed information to me now and is destined to be brutally executed if she returns to them anyway.
I heard that these expelled female magicians destroy all the circuits and run them among mercenaries, and when they get tired of it, they sell them with only the limbs attached to the prostitutes. Maybe around that time, I would have cut down my unwanted child.
If you don't want that to happen, you need to make it possible for her to do it even if she can't.
"Could it be that the genius of the Magic Tower is not capable of such magic?"
Now that I think about it, I spoke in a slightly provocative tone to Isabel, who had been hesitant from earlier.
"Oh, no! I could. After doing this kind of work for a while, I can't help but get better at it…"
Isabelle pursed her lips for a long time and then, with difficulty, continued her last words.
"Ma, magic is usually something you have to know well from the basics to be able to do… "
Oh, if I were to use an analogy, it would be similar to asking someone who doesn't even know addition or subtraction to teach me calculus.
After rubbing my chin and thinking about it for a while, I realized, "Ah!" A thought occurred to me.
"Amelia will learn, not me."
Amelia graduated from the Knights' Order, became a warrior, and probably learned the basics of various magic.
In fact, you can use magic to dry your hair, remove semen from your mouth, etc. I watched from the side as he used various types of magic.
Isabelle glanced in this direction and asked a question.
"Well… Can I ask you one thing…?"
"Hmm, what is it."
"Wife, I mean… how did you meet the warrior now…"
"Don't call me warrior, call me wife. Or did you say it was your wife?"
Amelia makes a bitter expression when you call her hero. I called him that as a joke once, and I had to hug him and comfort him for a long time. It was also an experience that allowed me to know that she, who has magical qualities, also leans on me like that when she is sad.
Did he accept my serious expression? Isabella lowered her head with an embarrassed expression.
"Ah, yes…"
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