119. Submission.*

It was a soft peck at first. There were obvious signs of disgust on her face. However, she was different from Nisa. She was a woman with determination.

She kissed Thyra's meat shaft again. Her warm hand raised his dick a little and kissed the base of her meat shaft. 

Thyra felt that the hairy bush brushed against her nose. Dali paused to look at it before kissing it again. 

She had kissed the meat eight times, starting from the root, before her lips touched the purple tip that was yet to come out of his foreskin.

Thyra was aware of the fact that he was leaking precum, but Dali only noticed it when the slimy feeling assaulted her lips. She looked to check before putting out her red tongue to lick it clean. The next thing she felt was a throb as a gust of hot blood circulated through the thick worm she was holding.

She looked at the owner of the monster worm, only to find he was smiling at her. From the look on his face, she was sure that her action had satisfied him.

"I like your determination." Thyra smiled, adding, "But let me check what I have bargained for. Come on, strip for me."

Dali's eyebrow quacked for a split second, but then it returned to its usual position. She got to her feet and stepped back to put some space between them. She was neither quick nor did she move with any sense of urgency. She was reminiscent of a seductress who expertly piques her audience's libido.

Loosening the strings on the back and front, she let the dress effortlessly slide off her body. Her mound wasn't high enough, nor was her cake thick enough to pose any resistance to the falling curtain. It exposed her blemish-free body.

She wasn't wearing any undergarments beneath her dress. Like an open book, every part of her body was scoured by Thyra's lustful eyes. She didn't intend to hide anything, either.

She wasn't stacked on the upper floor. It felt like it was bigger than A-cup, but Thyraa was sure it didn't reach the threshold of B-cup. It was that perky breast that would let a pen roll off if it was put beneath the breast. And the light pink colour of the areola made it harder to distinguish from the area around it.

Although the nip wasn't so prominent,  the tip was proudly looking towards the front. She was thin but wasn't malnourished like Nisa. She had a thin layer of fat covering her ribs, and her stomach was lean. 

The notch of her pelvis bone was visible on the side of her waist. It was unnecessary to say she had a thin waist, but it was her pubic hair that had surprised Thyra. It wasn't like Rika's overgrown bush, nor was it wiped clean. 

It was trimmed in a triangle shape, with the bottom tip kissing her clitoral area. It was like the tip of an arrow pointing to the place one should look at.

"For a woman whose husband neglects…" Thyra smiled and tapped on his thighs, adding, "Who were you trying to seduce? That old fatty?"

Dali walked to him and sat on his thigh, which was almost as wide as his waist. She was about to sit but felt there was something between his thigh and her ass. She paused, feeling the rough finger against her crack, but sat down nonetheless. 

'I have already swallowed my pride. What else would I need to hesitate for?' Even feeling the tip of the finger rubbing against her crack, she put up a smile, saying, "If my lord wants it, I will clean myself."

"Don't call me Lord." Thyra smiled and said, "Call me honey. My Lord sounds so distant. Have you not become my concubine? You should act like one."

"I will…" She didn't get to end her words, and her eyes turned big. 

She had expected that this man would molest her flower hole, but she never thought that this brute would not only poke around in her back entrance but also unhesitantly stick his thumb in there.

Thyra couldn't help it. He didn't intend to. Dali was not small; in fact, she was nearly 160 meters tall. However, his height was about 230 centimetres, and she was a little child on his lap. 

Her soft but skinny buttocks fit perfectly on his palm as she sat. Thyra couldn't resist the allure of exploring all the holes.

Dali straightened her back as she looked at Thyra. He smiled, asking, "Have you ever received love in there?" As his thumb was wiggling in her buttocks, his middle finger broke into her long-unused baby hole. Yet all she could do was shake her head in response to his question.

"Do you want me to take the virginity of your asshole?"

'How did I get entangled with this freak?' Dali couldn't help but curse her lousy fate. She knew that there were a few freaks who were weirdly excited about some dirty play. 

Luckily, his petty excuse of a husband wasn't one of them. 

She knew she wasn't beautiful and didn't have the body that would make men lust for her. So, she continuously groomed her. 

Yet, no matter how much she ate exotic food or drank the elixirs, her proud properties didn't grow at all. Instead, she became the ill-fated woman who would rarely meet her husband, much less bear another child.

She knew she had to do anything possible to make this man happy so she could hope he would protect the precious people to her. However, every time her eyes met the monstrosity that was dangling between his legs, she was sure that there was no way that it would fit inside her.

She had given birth to a son. Even if it were painful, she could accommodate that thing inside her. On the other hand, she could not confidently claim the same about her back entrance.

"I am your property. I am here to satisfy you. And I am willing to do anything that would satisfy you… ahhh..."

While she was speaking, Thyra took her nipple in his mouth and played with her tongue. After giving it a bite, he let it go with an unsatisfied reaction. 

The fact that her breasts had turned red from his molestation wasn't the reason for his sour depression. 

Instead, she said, "Why are you talking like those sluts from the whore house? You are my concubine; act like one. So, tell me, do you want to take me in your ass?"

"I will be happy to receive your love any…" She didn't get to finish her words before Thyra came close and softly brushed her lips with his. He took it between his lips before he sucked her upper lips softly.

"I want your honest option." Thyra gave her a soft peck on the lips.

"I always love to receive your seed."

"Are you afraid of me?" Thyra gave her another long kiss, adding, "You are my concubine." 

*Kiss.*

"It is okay to act spoiled with me." 

*Kiss.* 

"It is also okay for you to reject me."

*Long kiss*

"You are not my slave. You are my concubine."

*Long kiss*

"You can be true to me."

The next kiss was so long that it disrupted the flow of oxygen in her brain. Even when Thyra let her go, she kept her lips open, looking drowsily at him.

"So, tell me. What do you want?"

She paused for a moment before looking at the monster worm that was standing proudly. She said in a low voice, "You are so big. It will be painful. I don't want to take it there."

Dali quickly looked up to check his expression. She met him with a smile. He softly hugged her, saying, "As you wish."