Chapter 60 – 38-1. If You Touch It, It Will Be Like This.

“It’s a big deal.”

Allen, who had been waiting for Cordelia in the secret room until late at night, returned to the dormitory where she did not come no matter how long she waited and let out a small sigh.

After changing into her nightgown, she lays down on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling of the bed and thinking.

‘I apologize if I can meet you tomorrow… No. Just have to wait a bit If you make them impatient, they will come to you on their own. There’s sparring again, so I’ll have to go to bed early.’

Arlen hurriedly goes to sleep because he is scheduled for tomorrow.

She had to sleep now anyway, so it was obvious that she would meet Closser in her dreams, but she still had to sleep.

[Hurry. To explain]
“I see you’ve been waiting?”

As I closed her eyes and entered her dream, Clos Cero hadn’t opened her eyes yet, so perhaps she didn’t even allow me to recognize that it was her dream, her little hand took my hand and dragged me down to the throne.

She then gestures with her hand to begin quickly, with her twinkling eyes, as she sits on her throne.

Allen exhaled her low sigh and said while looking at Clos Cero.

“Even though I come from a family of scholars, I’m not good at explaining things. So I’ll show you and explain.”
[I get it. To start quickly]

Concise answer. However, that simple voice was full of unknown curiosity.

It’s rude to think that she looks like a girl, but what can I do?

She looks like a girl and her eyes are shining.

“First of all…”

Allen concentrated her mana in her hands and created an opaque orb, each containing a different amount of mana, and showed it to Closero.

“Let’s see… Roughly speaking. The left side is about 70 mana, and the right side is about 30 mana.”
[Okay]
“As you know, the mana orb in my left hand can pour out more than 70 mana and break it. But mana has a wavelength.

As the mana orbs of both hands are joined together, the mana orb on the left starts to tremble gradually, and disappears with the orb in the right hand as it heats up.

“Isn’t it easy?”
[Most wizards destroy magic through more overwhelming mana, items, and a few variables. Even going back in history, I’ve never seen a wizard with unrivaled genius like you]
“That’s because people in the past were stupid.”
[To rush. I know how to do it, now it’s done]

The curious eyes of a moment ago show a gesture to put it away because it’s a bother now that they’ve seen everything they’ve seen.

“What do you mean now? It’s my turn now?”
[Huh? What more… Ah…]

Clos Cerro, who had been questioning Allen’s words, immediately understood the meaning and looked at Allen with a bewildered voice and cold sweat.

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“Bitch… I made her work at the mansion, but are you already playing around?”
[Huh!! Hmmm!!?]

Aww!!

[Huh!?! Whoops!!]

The cheerful sound of artificial leather and skin colliding.

This time, Allen, doing her SM play, went a bit overboard after changing into Clos Cero’s clothes.

White skin visible through torn maid clothes. And a red rope that accentuated that white skin was tied behind Clos Sero’s chest and arms and hung from the ceiling.

“Stand upright. Otherwise, you’ll get scolded.”

Of course, as she said, it was hanging from the ceiling, but her feet touched the floor. Because, when she lifted her tiptoe, her big toe barely touched the floor.

[Huuuuu!]

A rough breath leaked through the gag, and a thick, dull sound rang out as the sticky, tangled saliva fell to the floor.

He couldn’t hear anything except Clos Cerro’s heavy breathing and his own dripping saliva.

After that, as Allen stepped forward, Clos Cerro’s body wrapped in tension.

Clos Sero, who had been relying on his hearing while wearing an eyepatch and gag, was startled and involuntarily took a backward step.

“Close Sero. I, Master, are disappointed. You dared to do something that would displease me, even though I had the grace of feeding you, putting you to sleep, and putting you on clothes.”

Aww!

[Huh!?!]

When the whip was blown again toward the back, Clos Sero’s body, which was surprised with his white back stuck and tiptoe raised, was hot and sticky sweat permeated the whip at the same time.

[Huh!!!?]

Then, slowly, X-shaped red whip marks grew, and as Allen began to run his fingers through the red marks on Clos Cerro’s back, a bewildered moan leaked out again through the gag.

As he stroked his sensitive back and the wounded area with the whip from top to bottom, Clos Sero automatically threw his head back and salivated at the pain and feeling he felt for the first time as if it was itching.

“Master punishes you, but what if you like it? Clos Sero?”

Aww!!

[Hugguggeuggeuk!!?!]

This time, not a whip, but a palm. It was not the waist, but the buttocks that glowed white through the torn skirt, and he tried to stand up on tiptoe again, but Clos Cerro’s feet struggled in the air like a marionette whose threads were cut, and then struggled in pain. I persevere and step on the floor with my trembling big toe…

A liquid that follows as saliva drips down.

Totally different from saliva. Even so, a liquid that smelled of filth was dripping from between Clos Cerro’s crotch.

“Such a pervert bitch. Even when her master punishes her, she still spit out? Huh!?”

Aww!!

This time, when he hit the other hip, Clos Cero’s waist jumped as if an electric current had flowed, and at the same time, the cunt juice that came out from between the crotches accelerated further, dyeing his thighs and now soaking his shins.

“I can’t do it. I feel like my master is punishing me. A pervert bitch like this needs more education, doesn’t it, Clos Sero?”

He shakes his head violently and refuses, but Allen, who is rather immersed in the situation, becomes even more inflamed and ties Closcer’s desperate tail with a red string to restrict his movement.

Then he came back and tied up one leg and lifted it up naked. I am satisfied with the crotch flowing through the torn maid clothes.

“It’s a wonderful view. Then…”

Clos Cero is supporting himself on one of his legs, but Allen won’t let him do that either.

[Huh!?!]

Soggy crotch.

When Allen harasses her crotch with the tool she brought, her head tilts back on its own with a bursting cry, and at the same time, one leg resists something that has entered the crotch, but the leg that continues to tremble soon loses its power.

“Hold on a little longer, Clos Sero. I’ll forgive you if you hold out in the previous position for an hour. Try. If you can’t hold on, then…You know?”

Clos Cero did not understand what Allen was muttering in a low voice and just nodded his head.