522 I Changed My Mind

Unable to stand any more impudence, Kyle glared at the Nawai leader and momentarily forgot all the diplomatic precautions he had taken before coming here.

"Who's that?!" He exploded, his countenance pale with anger. "It's my fucking sister of course! She's just behind you, kissing you and massaging your shoulders! Are you fucking blind or what?! Get your fucking hands off my sister or..."

"Or?" Bhuzkoc's gaze turned sharp as he sensed this undisguised threat.

Grabbing the armrests of his golden throne to straighten up, they buckled like a crumpled sheet of paper as he squeezed them before standing up brusquely. The two slaves buried between his legs fell backwards with startled gasps, almost getting knocked out by an otherworldly dick slap.

The slave on his lap didn't have time to escape in time and was simply thrown into the air following her master's movement. At the nasty crack that rang out as she landed, she had probably broken something.