Collar

– Clink

"Huh… !"

Following the sound of breaking windows, countless shadows invaded Perrin's room. In that room, all the guards guarding Perrin were knocked down by the poisoned memorization.

After that day, Perrin disappeared without a trace from the New Kingdom. All that was left of her was her sweaty blanket as she collapsed.

Damian arrived in the new capital the day after Perrin disappeared. Before he could even pass through the gate, he felt that the [Loyalty increase], A buff for the saints of God that had been hanging over the entire city and the entire country, had disappeared, and he passed through the gate with anxiety. He put on a hood and forgot to hide his identity, and rode his horse as far as he could to reach the inner sanctuary.

"Perrin… Where are you?"

"… Sorry."

There was no doubt that the saintess had been stolen. At this point, there was only one guy willing to steal the saintess, but what came into Damian's hands was a [Screenshot] Of the queen in the 'Kingdom' of the East. Yormira, who appeared at the same time as Perrin, was a queen. I thought she was a different person, but she had a strange feeling in [Screenshot].

"…"

"Brother, what the hell is this?"

"Shut up, Beatrice!"

Damian resented Beatrice, who should have protected Perrin. It was because he had already heard reports of what Beatrice had done to Perrin. Beatrice bit his lip and disappeared from him in a pout. Because she was herself, she knew Damien's temper so well that she left the place and did not appear again.

After a while, Damian smiled bitterly to calm his mind.

Even after the world in which we live has changed like this, it is Damian who has always felt sorry for Perrin, who he considered an old friend, and has sympathy, or a heart close to consideration. However, since he was also a man, he did not lack his feelings for Perrin, who had a terrifying [Charm].

"Let's quickly destroy the Kingdom and Roots."

With a firm resolve, Damian put on his hood and headed for the battlefield again.

There was only one place for Perrin to be hidden by these high-level thieves.

* * *

I lay there unconscious for a while. Eating didn't go well either. What are all the saints like? I was filthy grateful to the world for making me realize that what I had was not the holy body of a saint, but the body of an obscene female with a vulva.

I had a long dream on the bed. In my old dreams, I was always in a place where there was only a mirror and a box where I was confined by Done. I don't know why it reminds me of when I was updated with this body. As if I missed it, I always thought of that place.

-Jung

It was a memory of lovingly sucking Done's cock while holding it in his mouth. Her whole body is soaked in aphrodisiac, and her blood vessels are red and red. The joy of serving it is now deeply engraved in her body. It has an intense male scent that stimulates the sense of smell. I really like it now.

Licks Adorable Glans With Her Tongue Penis is delicious. But at this time, I don't think so. Obedience is the only joy. An obscene pleasure came to my lips as a smile.

"Huh… Tsk"

"… It's cheap. After all, you are a woman who knows how to please a man."

Tens of times the amount of ejaculation in the mouth, the semen equivalent to two cups of milk pours into the mouth. I swallowed it while choking the spilled liquid. Did you think it was disgusting at the time? Idji is also lovely now. It's sticky and slippery and tastes good.

Done's cock pulsated in my mouth several times. Countless amounts of semen poured out, and what I couldn't swallow flowed down my mouth. But in my dream, I stretched out my tongue and swallowed even the scattered semen as if it were delicious. How nice it would be if I could be held in Done's arms again…

"Coke… Kkeuk… Black… "

It happened with rough sand. With a sticky feeling as if a lot of semen had been sprayed down the throat. When I woke up from the dream, I was not on a warm, stable bed. Rather, I feel something hard on my back.

Where are you?

When I woke up, I saw a familiar wooden plank in front of me. My head is blank. I was lying face down on the box. And there was no heavy, warm blanket to cover the body. When I woke up after realizing a sense of incongruity, something was hanging from my neck.

– Chalgran.

"… What?"

When I got up, the thing that was hanging around my neck was pulled hard. There is a shadow in front of your eyes. Its shadow trembles at the familiar torch. It wasn't the bright sunlight filtering in from outside, but the oil lamp on the wall.

"… Ah."

I turned my head and looked behind me. The woman tied behind me had long, silver hair that looked like something I had seen in a dream. A girl with an innocent body that seemed to be just going through her puberty was her naked body. She also has an obscene tattoo on her lower abdomen. She stretches out her hand to her and she also stretches out her hand to me.

There is no way you don't know because she is me

And that wall is a mirror. The dazed mind wakes up in an instant.

That was the place It was the place I had seen dozens and hundreds of times in my nightmares.

This… Is it a dream?

Or was it all a dream?

The chain around his neck was made of steel and was tied to the wall. It looks so hard that you can't break it.

"… Lie."

The slender girl's voice echoed throughout the room as she remembered it.

Laughter ensues.

Under the flickering light of a small oil lamp, only absurd laughter flowed out.

Bad memories, good memories.

It's all lies.

Everything so far has been a lie.

Entire… It was an illusion.

It's just a futile dream that I've become weak.

"Ha ha, a haha!"

The place where the sharp smile had passed was empty. Endless despair spills over your face. The smiling face muscles tremble. I was about to bite my tongue and die. Even biting was not allowed like that time. The body is frozen in fear and does not move. I clenched my fists and slammed the floor to resist the great terror.

"Why why… !"

– Clap

I heard the familiar sound of hitting trees. A room where you don't even know how to get out. And the masked man who appeared there. Fragmented knowledge comes into my eyes as if it were cut off. Maybe I'm in a state where my mind is broken as much as I've seen such an illusion. I can't be a saint. Because that's a lie Maybe the dream is reality and the reality is a dream.

"Hello?"

"… Fuck, a dog! Do you really want to go back?"

"Isn't the word harsh for a saint?"

It's been a long time since I didn't even think the curse came out of my mouth. The dream was sweet like that. Done laughed as he heard my voice. The corners of the mouth pierced by the mask can be seen. My body and mind, trained to obey that cursed voice, melted at will. Tongue seemed to freeze. It was disgusting, but I was happy. But he seems desperate somehow.

-Daughter.

"Don't do it… !"

He grabbed the chain from my leash. He let out a shrill scream, but it didn't seem to be my voice. I am not the saintess who smiled softly in front of people just a few days ago in front of him. Just a trained bitch.

As if to remind him of that, Done's soft voice tickled his ears. My body obeyed his commands. Because it has to be. Because that's the only way to be satisfied.

"Follow me. Didn't you follow suit?"

"… No!"

"Sit."

I heard his voice and sat down on the floor. A trickle of tears flowed down his cheek. I never thought that this was real. It is a game played using a VR device. I hypnotized myself, but that didn't work either. The hard wooden floor of reality hit my knee. Lukewarm

"Perrin."

"… No…"

"Don't sit there, sit here. It's a throne made just for you. I have to drive out the fake queen and become a real queen."

"… No… Ugh… ♡"

Suddenly, there was a chair next to him. There was a soft sofa made of soft material. However, two wooden penises stand tall on the floor of the sofa. The thickness of the penis is as big as my wrist. A chair designed to fit into the buttocks and genital openings. As much as I knew the purpose, I naturally thought of how to sit on that 'seat of power'.

I couldn't deny It may be because of the chains. My body moved on its own. I can't deny his words. The penis that touched the buttocks and genitals dug into the vertical split hole where not a single liquid leaked out. It seems to be torn between the crotch. The two holes were torn and a bloody pain ran up his spine. Even though I was in pain, I sat down and screamed.

"… Aww! You really died…"

"Didn't I tell you not to swear?"

"… Paha."

I couldn't help it. My body trembles. Can never resist him I sat down on the sofa, accepting the heavy phallus digging between his asshole and cunt. The necklace did not send orders, but was obeying him out of fear.

Perhaps… Maybe it's good to just listen to orders.

"Sigh… Haha… ♡"

"Queen Perrin, this is a royal palace made for you. Now, shall we try our first task?"

"… Ha ha…"

It was so large that a huge phallus was revealed above the stomach. It fills the stomach and stabs the womb from behind and below. Her vaginal walls twitched and licked the wooden phallus with pleasure. The juice had already leaked out and soaked the sheet near the perineum.

While my lewd body found pleasure on its own, I couldn't come to my senses. What documents did he hand out? In a state of horror and pleasure, I looked at the papers. It was a document related to the guild. And… I. Curse. I was able to read the document containing Gilma's business, which I thought I had forgotten.

"Now, which one should I choose?"

I shook my head. I desperately tried to ask if I didn't know. Done stroked my hair. This body is already a lewd body that feels pleasure in the act of being stroked. A soft and fluffy feeling of satisfaction spread out of my chest at will.

"… Over there haha… ♡!"

The inside of her vagina twitched as she answered. A sharp stimulation was transmitted from the penis in the stomach. Then the vaginal wall contracted. It seems that the pleasure of stimulation, along with a feeling of considerable pressure, is being hammered into the vaginal walls and intestines. The penis attached to the chair might be shaking.

Just stimulation, pleasure, stimulation, pleasure, alternating dangerous waves constantly rose from the lower abdomen. The body that was made to obey Tone also obeyed the phallus that burrowed underneath. Only then did he realize that the phallus was modeled after Tone's. I was so used to it.

"Thank you. Do you have to do the next job?"

"Don't… Please… Whoops… ♡!"

"There is a lot of work for the Queen."

A lot of tears covered my eyes. Done must have cast some crazy magic on this chair. But I couldn't get up. The pleasure given was not acknowledged. When the pulsation of his penis stopped, his exhausted body seemed to collapse.

But… Body… Wanted

More stimulation.

I was forced to make a choice while sitting on that 'seat of power'. Done sat me down and asked me questions I didn't even know. Guild things I thought I had already forgotten, I vividly remembered those things even though they happened six months ago. If all my hallucinations were true. If you think about the guild work, it might have been a real hallucination.

Maybe ten or so climaxes. I was afraid. But Done smiled contentedly and left. I returned to the box that served as a chair and bed and collapsed. It is a barely given break. It's swaying with the sound labia open. I'm back in my closet

This place is strangely cozy. In front of me was a chair with two towering phalluses that gave me endless pleasure.

This was the place where I should be, having committed a serious crime against everyone in the world.

The man in Fenrir's obsidian armor had a smile on his lips that couldn't be covered by a mask. The shadow that had been cast over his face had disappeared.

Standing beside him was the silver tray sorcerer, the lord of [Tuturonia Castle], Who had assisted the economy since Fenrir was a road town. Now, among those who remained at the center of the guild, only those who knew Fenrir remained. The tall elf let out a shallow moan as he handed Done the guild's economic documents he had brought.

"The recent changes in guilds are so surprising that I wonder if the guilds that collapsed to the brink of destruction are right. You are also Done-sama."

Done smiled cruelly as he looked at the economic documents that drew a neat upward curve. A terrifying smile never left his lips. As Perrin started to decide everything, the situation in the guild was laughing as much.

[Thearesia] A guild that causes various crimes throughout the continent [Roots]. The guild, which had gone to the brink of destruction due to the rapid reversal of the kingdom, rather absorbed small criminal groups other than the guild and inflated its size even more. On the face of it, the decision was all made by Tone.

"It's because I found that woman."

"… If it is that woman."

"My female."

Through Done's mask, an unusual grin on his lips was revealed. The silver tray magician seemed to get goosebumps at the sight of pure malice that was not like a human being. He was on the good side, not the bad side. This is because the Silver Tray Sorcerer, which was updated in [Thearesia], Also inherited the character of an evil character.

"… May he truly be yours."

"Thank you."

The silver tray magician left. In his arms was a seal containing the seal of the kingdom. Done laughed and looked at the seal inside with the [Piercing Eye] Skill.

* * *

"Ah… Aang♡!"

-Paang, Fang

Yormi let out a joyful roar and howled endlessly at the king who inserted his big cock and shoved it from behind. The sound of wet genitals and flesh clashing proved how strong the king was. She is spending happy days by the king's side.

But the king's face behind her was full of worry. Things that worked very well for a while started to get tangled up. It was proclaimed that all evil would be eradicated, but [Luts] Settled as deep as the guild name and did not get rooted out of the kingdom.

Rooting out [Luts] Was also what Yormi wanted. She was happy just to hug her, but the King, Parche, wanted to give his wife other gifts as well. Her wife seemed to like it if she cut the head of that guild master named Donera. The queen was a very warlike woman.

Fortunately, he even shared a secret letter with the elf, who was at the center of the Lutz.

'Till now… '

As the sinister elf smiled at him, the new king saw right through the man. He was not just a talent to be in the guild. He was the one who should be the mid-boss of the raid on a bigger stage. Extremely calculating, he was not one to be satisfied with the status of a weak player.

– Fang, Fang!

"Ah… Aang… ♡ Your Majesty… Suddenly… Why do you… "

Yormido also realized that the movement of the king's waist had subtly weakened, and turned his head to look at the king. The king seduced Yormi with that murderous smile that would melt all women again. However, she was so [Attractive] That Yormi saw through the heart of the king.

She moved her hips and pulled out the cock that had completely settled in her vagina. Then, she gently lowered her long eyelashes, which even cast shadows. With her king's tight lean muscles in place, she raises her own little hand that doesn't seem to have had a drop of her blood on it over her chest.

"My dear wife, I am sorry."

"War… Is it because?"

Yormi, who was cleaning the cock that was glistening with the slimy liquid underneath her, was so adorable. Similarly, by "Kingdom" Standards, the situation on the western front was not good either. The 'New Nation' that lost [Perrin] Forms an alliance with the [Red Flower] Guild of the Free State Alliance and pushes in. The shadow cast in front of King Parshe, who seemed to be unobstructed, was so great that he could not solve it alone.

"My request is that you don't have to be late… War comes first."

"Yormi, absolutely not. I am not a lowly king who cannot fulfill your request."

Hehe… ♡"

Yormi licked it all up and then came to the king's ear and leaned over her. Just like that, she whispered in a lovely voice.

"I will take care of Done. Just give me your troops."

"… Wife."

"Sigh… Schreep-"

Her wife immediately licked the king's ear lovingly. The king tickled her and left her wife doing her amorous act and hugged her tightly. The queen still hadn't taken off her ruby-colored necklace. They were two of the best people in the kingdom. In that bedroom dripping with honey, flowers of laughter stained with silver glittered on the bars.

* * *

Fuck.

… The sticky liquid drips down the perineum from the groin.

Want to take off I want to take off the VR device and go back to reality. When I return, there will be my room. This room was all the more frightening because of the vestiges of my days as a man. That oil lamp that swayed the shadows swayed periodically like a clock.

Will I ever be able to go back? I am trained enough not to live with something in my pussy even for a day. As expected, the body of a man in an ideal state… Can I go back What was the sense of a man whose inside was filled with flesh? If I put it inside a woman, will it really be as enjoyable as the men who raped me?

I couldn't stay sane if I didn't do this. Paradoxically, this space that broke my heart and left its terrible traces allowed me to remain sane. I was no longer a guild master without blood or tears. Because [Done] Is the true [Luts] Guild master.

"… Black."

The days I spent in this cursed world that updated me to a level 1 priest turned me into a full-on female. Beating, shoving, and crushing my soul, which seemed to be in a box that didn't fit, made it fit this woman's body.

Perrin, it's a name I've heard so many times. I always have to bite something in my lower mouth and swallow obscenely. The ever-recovering stamina always kept the genital muscles in a chewy state. And my master is Done, who took the name of Fenrir.

– Clap

"… Suck."

What came in was bread, soup, and milk on a tray. I brought it to the wooden box and put it on top. I mechanically shoved the bread into my mouth. It was crumbly and tasteless. The bread she ate as a saint of the kingdom of God was much softer than this.

"…"

– Boom

Hot tears fell down my cheeks. Tears fall on the bread and get wet. The fibers of the white bread clogged my throat. He took the milk and swallowed it in his mouth. I don't even like to taste the bread. Mechanically, only mechanically, it is shoved into the stomach. Because this is a game. Since this is a game, as long as you keep an empty stomach…

"… Kuk, kuk, kek, kek!"

Chewed loaves of bread and milk splattered onto trays and boxes. Sadly, this is reality. I am not a character. Therefore, bread cannot be shoved into the stomach indefinitely. Milk should also be mixed in moderation. And the man's hot hot bar should also be bitten in the mouth.

"… Haha."

It swallows the food it spat out in front of its eyes. If you don't eat even this, a dangerous hunger strikes. If the woman in the mirror doesn't eat, she loses weight and becomes ugly. A woman who is dangerously thin has less [Attractiveness]. A woman without [Charm], And a me without [Charm] Will be abandoned by Done.

"… "

Ate it all. They eat it by licking the bottom of the bowl of soup without a taste bud with their tongue. When food is put into the stomach, the area around the urethra immediately becomes itchy. Belly pulls It was a request.

Squat over the cup. Peeing, which has already been done several times. Now I look at the liquid flowing in a single stream through the cracks in the nose so naturally. After resolving the urination, a faint pleasure is felt.

"Ha ha… ♡"

I shook my ass. The woman in the mirror also trembled. It was the naked body of a woman he had always seen since coming to this world. In the mirror, she looks so happy.

A vulva wriggles on her belly. A huge leash is tucked around her neck. Still, her face is happy. The bright red blush and bewitching smile on the spot look beautiful and delicate to the point of wanting to be violated.

Her body trembles and trembles. I put the cup of urine and the tray on which I had finished eating to one side and sat down in front of the mirror. Her small hands grabbed both of my breasts. Her tiny breasts, which are still less than a B cup, cling to her hand.

"Heh… "

My body throbs. Can I really go back to being a man?

No, I probably won't be able to go back.

I raised myself up. The woman in the mirror also got up. She turned to the 'seat of power' behind her, where her phalluses towered over. This is where the queen will be. I am the queen A queen appointed by Fenrir. If she is a queen, shouldn't she sit in an authoritative figure?

"… Hehe ♡"

The bottom of this seat of power, which is always entered by opening the genital area and anus, is pleasant. The fullness that pushes into the body dyes with pleasure from the lower abdomen to the head. It shudders every time the vaginal folds and intestinal folds are pushed out and the penis invades the stomach. The shape of my vagina changes to a shape that fits perfectly with the imitation phallus of the seat of power, which was custom-made for Tone's cock.

"Queen."

"Done."

A strange smile naturally forms on his lips. Twisting the legs tightens the inside of the thigh, and the part stimulated by the penis that has penetrated the vagina changes. With just that, a tingling sensation comes out of your mouth.

"Huh… ♡ Done… ♡"

"Queen, it's time to work."

I hear Done's voice, which has regained its composure. Looking at Done's beautiful smile, I look at the paper he hands me. Whenever you choose between two options. Whenever he gives advice about it, Tone delivers a thrilling stimulus. I was so happy about that. It is a magic that makes the body numb.

"Hurry."

"Here it is."

"This is so haphazard… ♡ Haaaaa♡! Feel good… Sigh… ♡ Hehe… ♡"

Ting-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-rit- r, or by the stimuli coming from the penis, the inside of my vagina, which had already been appropriately toyed with, wriggled. How else can I express this? If there is one thing that is certain, it is a taste that men can never taste. I shuddered from the tingling pleasure that made my back drop. Perhaps the phallus impaled on the seat of power is also trembling.

Second choice.

"Huh… ♡"!"

Third choice.

"Ahh… ♡"

And the choices that follow. I was tossed around by the pleasure that came every time, and I couldn't get out of the deep abyss of pleasure that I couldn't get out of. When the last choice was over, when Done didn't give me the next choice, I felt the illusion that my eyes went black. It's already over.

"Indeed."

"… Mewshun Shorihya… ♡"

"No. It reminded me of someone saying that I really want you to be mine."

"Huh… Sigh… ♡ That guy… I'll hit you in the back… ♡"

"Thank you. Because this is a gift."

– Perfect

"Ahhh! Aaaaa♡!"

When Done clapped his hands, a dangerous stimulus that he had never felt before in this seat of power lasted for several minutes. Just like that, even my mind melted into the lava of orgasm and passed out. To be able to sit on this seat of power forever and ever. So happy, happy, happy… My heart was very heavy.

"You did a good job today."

"Sigh… Sigh… ♡"

After today's choice was over, Done stroked her hair. Every time a rough, hard hand strokes my hair, my hair gets hazy. I like this… Why do you like it so much… Do you think it would be nice if you stroked it a little more?

Sitting in the 'seat of power', I feel the intense pressure in my stomach. Even this faint joy of being stroked while lying on a table turns into joy.

How long has it been since you sat on this throne? The vulva drawn on the lower abdomen was covered and enlarged enough to invade other areas. Every time I lost my mind and submitted to pleasure, the vulva slowly and steadily increased the black area.

"I am going out tomorrow."

"… Yes."

"Get up and lie down again. You'd better sleep tonight."

I can't run away from here anyway.

Without this 'seat of power', one cannot live even a day. I managed to raise my body as ordered, but I felt joy as the vagina and buttocks that had been biting tightly were pulled out. Since Tone put me on the 'throne of power', he hasn't directly violated me. I missed the slippery, stinky taste of semen.

"…"

But when I looked at Done, there was nothing I could do. 'Cause I'm a man of desire Done left and I laid down on the box again. I don't know what the heck is going on outside. How will the appearance of the guild house change? It seems that he has returned to his senses now that he is curious about such things.

"Ah… ♡ Ha… ♡"

The inside of the vagina was cramping. The quivering sensation of the muscles in his stomach gently created a wave of pleasure throughout his lower abdomen. After trembling from the sudden pleasure that came up belatedly, I put my body back into a comfortable position and lay down. It was because the magic power of the throne was still in his stomach.

"Outside… Go out…"

I think I've had that thought before. But what was the result? Didn't I come back here after all? Rather, the futile dream that I had so far has only returned to me in despair. When I thought about it, my body convulsed again.

"Ahhh… ♡"

The vaginal spasm caused by the reverberation of magical power only causes a signal of pleasure. The whole body twitched and pulled all the tendons near the lower abdomen, and only after feeling the agony of pleasure, the body stabilized again. In front of me is the [Low Stamina Potion] That Tone left behind. However, if I drank that, the muscles filled with stamina would spasm more violently, leaving only pain.

I'd rather have the pain of filling my stomach with semen. The agony, which consisted only of pleasure, quickly eroded my spirit. How many more times will we have to suffer from this kind of treatment?

The woman in the mirror looked at me with a sad expression. It seemed that her tears would fall from her eyes at any moment. She was pathetic and pitiful. And that was me. She is a weak woman, and a bitch of Done. A beast on a leash so that it cannot escape.

The only thing I can recognize in the dry space where I can't know day or night is me in the mirror. The gap between the blurred space and me brainwashes me into a woman by recognizing only myself in the mirror. But is there any reason to do so now?

Already… I am a woman

What on earth does that oil lamp swaying in a space where no wind blows mean? Does it mean something like the shadow of Archimedes? So what is Archimedes? Abstract concepts that suddenly pop into my head are jumbled and swirled. So the consciousness fell into darkness.

– Clap

"… Hiccup."

I woke up to the sound of the door opening. Instead of breakfast, Done stood there. He was wearing obsidian armor. Appearing in front of me with a majestic figure, it must mean that I have business to see, not as Done, but as Fenrir. That's probably the reason for my outing.

"… I'm going Do not order."

"Sit."

At Done's words, the legs he was trying to get up collapsed and he collapsed. My body trembled. The unique reverberation felt from the obsidian armor made even Done's voice more sinister and intense. Was that Fenrir's voice? Can't remember

There was a time when I was overcome with feelings of remorse when I saw such an appearance. I don't know when that was. Maybe it's because I've already seen my fragment, the real [Fenrir], But I think it's a different entity from me. Done walked over and stroked my hair. The inside of my chest is hot and satisfied.

"Are you nice, Perrin?"

"What do you want."

"There is nothing. It's just because I got a familiar feeling in your eyes after a long time. I always like you like that. It is lovely."

"… Yes."

I closed my eyes. Already… I gave up.

Even so, there may have been a resentment of resentment. Done held out her negligee underwear with black lace in front of me. It didn't seem like an item from the game era. I stayed still, but Done started putting underwear on me. I couldn't even budge.

"Queen Perrin is really beautiful. Look in the mirror."

"… I?"

I looked in the mirror as ordered. For some reason, tears are flowing down her very pretty face. Looking at the menacing obsidian armor, it was as if his weak heart had been stabbed and sliced ​​dozens of times with a knife. The obsidian armor on the back is frightening and frightening, so hot things run down your thighs.

While soaking the cloth worn after a long time, hotly.

"Let's go wash up."

"That… They say… "

I'm afraid until I urinate in front of him. What is it that frightens me so much? I don't know why, but at least it's something that doesn't make Done lick the spilled urine. How fortunate that that scary thing doesn't have that taste.

It smells hot and salty. As he trembled with yellow streams of water drawn along his thighs, Done grabbed the leash. He couldn't get up because of numbness in his hamstrings, but when Done pulled him, his legs moved naturally. My eyes are dazzled when I come out to the dazzling space again. I was aware of my surroundings and tried to check the changed guild house, but the leash was pulled.

– Clink

"… Black."

"Don't cry. We have no time."

"Geuhup… !"

No time, all I had was time. There is only time to constantly struggle in pain in the same space as the backyard. If you pass out, there is only a time when you cannot even die because your body's physical strength does not fall below a certain level with the [Stamina Potion] In your mouth.

And what Done said was always right. Looking at Done, he was smiling through his obsidian helmet. Why is your smile so creepy? Suddenly Done lifted me up. A light body floated into the air.

"… What?"

"Queen, shouldn't we meet the new horses?"

"… What?"

As she wept, her eyes were clouded over, and she was unable to perceive this situation with her dazed mind. Donne hugged me He put both of her hands on her back and held her.

'Why am I being treated like this… ?'

I looked at Done's face blankly. He didn't grab the chain that dragged on the floor. He just thought it was kind. What the hell do you want this for? It got even more confusing. I moved to the 3rd floor of the guild house in Tone's arms.

The window I jumped from and the windows around it were all covered with wood. Overall, Guild House has become much darker and more gloomy. No matter how evil the guild is, the atmosphere was a place that made it look like an aristocrat, but now it is a place where I can hardly feel my touch.

"Stand up. Don't fall down."

"… Okay."

We arrived at the bathroom in the Guild House. Done took off my negligee. It was skillfully peeled off like peeling a tangerine. A huge mirror decorates one wall in this bathroom as well. In the mirror, I see a woman with obscene inscriptions falling to the floor with her black underwear peeling off.

Hot steam was coming out of the bathroom. Is steam coming out a specification of the game? I don't know. Done, who was wearing obsidian armor, sat me down and poured warm water on me. He took off his obsidian gloves and rubbed his hand against my soft skin. It is not a human touch, but a mechanical movement as if wiping things.

Hands wipe the entire body. When I scrape it off, the skin comes up red. And Done rubbed the inside of my thigh one last time. His thigh tendons twitched and he felt a tingling sensation. Done ruthlessly scratched the inside of his thigh and climbed up.

"… Heh heh… Heuguaaa♡!"

"Doesn't it break down like this because you're soaking it with pheromone-filled juice every day?"

"… Whose fault… My fault… Ah… ♡ Stop?"

Done's hand rose gradually. The finger that had wiped the inside of his thigh came up between my crotch. Tone raised his index finger.

"Do it, do it, maaaaa♡!"

It felt like lightning flashed through my body. I thought I had gotten used to it to a certain extent by simply sitting in the 'seat of power' and being stimulated. But that was my mistake. As Done scratched between the cracks, a signal of pleasure hit the top of his head with a mass. His head swayed left and right.

Done inserted his fingers as he gently widened the opening of his vagina. Fingers that move strongly to wipe off leave only intense stimulation. Again, fluid flowed through the urethra. It's embarrassing, but Done continued to stimulate. He kept scratching even though my dirty liquid was on his hands.

"I guess I'll have to wipe it until it's clean. Didn't you say it would be late?"

"Ahhhhh… ♡ Nghah ♡"

I grabbed Done's sturdy arm, which stretched to my groin. It was a struggle to live. Even so, Done's hand did not stop. Tone's hand continued to move inward, into the vagina. Then he came to this world and rubbed his fingertips on his known sensitive spot, his G-spot, hundreds of times.

"How woo woo ♡! Little… Jebaal… Whoops… ♡"

Liquid flowed continuously. Even if you've already emptied your entire bladder. Done must be trying to exhaust me right here. I'm weak and I'll collapse soon. Only the sensitive parts are stimulated, and the eyes seem to go round. I can't count how many times I've been there already.

But that Done's finger slipped out too. It must have been washed away. Her body seems to have melted into dampness. Without even the strength to move, I collapsed to the floor. The tiles on the cold floor felt like they were cooling me against my cheeks.

"Ah… Eww… ♡ Ha… ♡"

But that's for a while.

Done grabbed my leash. If I continued to move like this, my stiff muscles would tremble and burst. But Done pulled on his leash.

– Clink.

"Kuhhh… Save me…"

"I will guide you to a better room next time."

"…"

I heard Done's voice as I let out the heat accumulated in my chest. Done pulled on my leash. Indeed, why am I being dragged by Done? Done put the black negligee on me again. The embarrassing parts were not covered, and the slutty clothes that prostitutes and succubuses would enjoy wearing sat down on the white skin.