Chapter 847 – Corruption of Tradition (1)

They say that once a person is damaged by sexual desire, there is no turning back.

In a basement where no sunlight comes in.

I thought to myself as I hugged Dajeong’s body tightly, who was leaning against the wall and lowering her head.

“Whoa, whoa… Wow.”

“Ugh, huh. Ah… Ahhh… Ah!”

It looks like the core of the dick is about to break. I can definitely feel the feeling of it disappearing. The semen constantly ejecting from the prostate showed no signs of abating.

A stick that bulged as if it had been quenched in boiling water. Da-jeong’s pussy, which was filled with teeth, was red and hot, as if it had been burned.

-I’m crying, I’m crying.

The seed was released again into the vagina.

I held onto Dajeong’s waist as she rubbed her buttocks like a sticky slug in my arms.

I pressed my upper body against her curved back and her spine, where sweat was flowing like a flood, and squeezed my skin as much as possible.

Gasp, gasp.

The two of them shared their breath with only the sound of heavy breathing.

-Puck, puck! Puck!!

No words were exchanged about going or leaving. It felt like I had lost my ability to speak due to the constant and ceaseless pounding.

I slowly leaned back, squeezing my huge breasts with five fingers.

“… Ugh, sssssw… Ugh…”

Da-jeong slips, her legs losing strength.

A cock was pulled out of Dajeong’s fallen pussy. Semen, which had a texture like scooped yogurt, came out of the pretty, light pink vaginal opening.

One more time.

He gets down on his knees, grips his ass, which is nothing but a cock covered in nail marks, and rides it like horseback riding.

The cock that was buried inside my thigh throbbed as if sliding. He found Da-jeong’s shameful hole and dug it, and Da-jeong, with her face pressed against the floor as if she had fainted, rolled her eyes and let out a vulgar moan.

“Ugh… Oh, hook…”

2 p.M.

Since we had intercourse without stopping since last night, it was funny that the number of times I ejaculated was fifty.

No matter how much Dajeong’s muscular body was trained as a soldier. If I get stabbed with heightened sensitivity, I can’t move and get tired like a girl.

-Rurg, rumble…

Dajeong’s honey-colored urine from her climax mixes with the semen soaked on the floor.

-Grrr.

5 seconds, 10 seconds.

A stream of water that never stops.

My groin became moist, and I didn’t feel any discomfort even when the water level touched my thighs or chest.

“Lung, Hye-ah… ♡”

It’s like they can’t even mention that famous chivalry and just call my name.

I, too, was in the middle of frantically thrusting my dick into Da-jeong’s vagina, slamming my waist all the way inside so hard that my uterus was torn apart.

Muddy, muddy, muddy.

Phut. Phut. Pang.

The clown is excited and warm.

A tingling sensation of excitement from the temples to the back of the head, the inside of the eardrums and the eyes.

“Huh… Ugh… !♡”

My body, covered in white cloudy liquid, climaxes and trembles.

The vaginal spasms twist and tighten in different directions every few seconds. The protrusions inside and the delicious love juice were entwined, wrapping around the dick like a sticky thread and pulling it.

-Kwak, kwak…

No matter where he touches, he leaves a handprint with all his might on his soft body.

Da-jeong’s hands, unable to even touch the floor, swim in a puddle of diluted semen.

-Pang, pang! Paang~!

“Laugh, laugh… Laugh… ! Ugh… Ugh?!?!”

-Push it, push it!!!!!

The tide that sprays out like a spray is probably exactly 50% mixed with the semen that is sticky in this basement.

When you see the pee gushing out every time the dick pushes against the cervix… Maybe it’s more than that.

-Puck, puck, puck, puck!

I feel like my dick will break.

Even strong thighs lose strength.

He clung tightly to Da-jeong’s buttocks, which were turned over on the floor, opened only her thighs, inserted his dick, and rocked it back and forth mercilessly, rubbing the pillar of the dick and the vaginal wall.

-Jurb-ruk, jjub-ruk, jjub-ruk…

The muscles below the navel were rubbing against the generous flesh of the buttocks.

The plump feeling of the buttocks felt in the abdomen.

In the occasional photo of my butt in the shower with my lower body pressed against the glass, it felt like my abdomen had become a sheet of glass.

I’m ecstatic. A shiver ran through my back. I feel dizzy, as if my brain has been violated.

The female knight’s protruding wing bones gently rub against my bare chest. I lowered my nose to the back of Da-jeong’s neck, who was wafting the scent of honey under her semen-covered hair. She grabbed both of her hands and restrained her.

And the sound I hear…

-Jjpung, jjibuk…

The sound of air leaking as you taste the moist cave while poking the glans inside the semen.

“Huh… Hook… Kahak… Hehe. Hehe.”

The hoarse voice of Da-jeong, a female who has been a seedbed all day long by a male, is disgusting to me.

Even though she is a woman who has reached the brink of reaching the peak.

Her whole body felt weak, and she couldn’t even think of running away. She is in a restrained and oppressed position, thrusting her buttocks and somehow demanding my warmth.

Da-jeong, who was immersed in a hot semen bath, called to me in a half-dead voice.

“… Lung… Ha… ♡ Lord… Yes. Jug off… Let’s go♡”

100 times.

It’s more than that.

My memory is vague, but I did a lot of experiments along the way.

I hugged Dajeong’s body with all my strength and pumped her seed inside her.

The sound of water filling my ears. Moan… I could hear Da-jeong desperately calling my name, letting out the breath she had been holding and making dizzying noises.

-I’m crying!

I fell down next to Da-jeong with my dick still inserted. We hugged Da-jeong, whose body was exhausted, and closed our eyes, pressing our lips together without even caring about her dirty body.

Using semen that stuck promiscuously as glue, hair and dust stuck all over the body… And conspiracy.

I was able to find that curly hair in Dajeong’s butt hole, which was making me cringe.

* * * * * * *

What can I say?

Rather than saying that my sensitivity has increased several times, it feels like the limits of my sexual desires and pleasure that I had always confined have been released.

Is it similar to the first time I was locked in a room with Marronnier and let out my sexual desires?

Of course, it was enough to control myself with just a little bit of magical energy, but I ended up going too far.

Looking at Da-jeong, whose eyes were half-asleep and open even in the evening, I guess I was being harsh.

“Yeah, okay. It’s a dream… ?”

Dajeong, who had become obedient and gentle, asked me.

My body and mind are still intoxicated with pleasure, and I guess I think this place is a dream.

‘Even though I’m lying on semen.’

I wonder why I ended up whitewashing the wallpaper and floor in the basement.

Even if I took all the rags I could find at the supermarket, I didn’t think I could clean the semen inside.

I answered Dajeong.

“Yes, it’s a dream.”

“… “Dream.”

“It smells terrible. Isn’t that right?”

Da-jeong barely nodded her motionless head, as if it was sprained, and leaned her forehead against my collarbone.

My ears were very red.

“I am… “I do it.”

Between the sentences Dajeong spit out. Okay, the non-volatile word rang in my ears.

Even though I was treated like that all day.

Even though his body was full of fingernails, teeth marks, and bruises and wounds from being stabbed, he clung to me.

Da-jeong, whose mask as a female knight has been removed, is such a gentle woman.

This is why Saku just attacks.

“… But.”

Dajeong put her weak hand on my ribs and shed a few tears.

“More than what I did yesterday and today. She spoke as usual… “I prefer a place where His Majesty gently embraces me.”

Although it was an unusual experience, I’m glad it didn’t turn into a problem like addiction.

“Was it not good?”

“Yes… !”

In response to my question, Da-jeong shook her head vigorously.
Her face, completely trapped in a dream, melted like sugar and was full of charm.

Dajeong gave strength to her hand and hugged her swollen breasts.

“Rather than going crazy, it’s better to slowly feel connected to Your Majesty… I’m happy.”

“That makes Dajeong happy.”

“… “Your Majesty has a lover, but why is she always so strict and saying confusing things to me?”

No.

It’s a bit cuter than I thought.

“Well, don’t misunderstand. “Your Majesty has many people who love you.”

In the dream where her lover was trained, Da-jeong quietly lowered her eyelids with her wandering eyes.

As the silence continued for a moment, she asked quietly.

“Dajeong? Sleep?”

“Do not sleep…”

“Shall we kiss?”

“I don’t like it.”

“Why?”

“Because the Majesty in the dream is not the real Majesty…”

Among the medications administered yesterday, was there any medication that made you more honest?

I remember using something of that similar type.

Of course, the biggest reason is that Da-jeong perceives this moment as a dream.

-Pook.

Dajeong, who was stroking my shoulder, let out an excited breath and moved her hand.

“… Your Majesty, child… Be honest. I have to…”

Hmm?

“?”

“… Of course, I think it’s right to raise them alone, but…”

“?”

Is this some kind of illusion?

Just in case, I used a bit of magic to check, and the only thing that filled Da-jeong’s womb was the semen from her rape within a day.

‘Come to think of it…’

The other day, when Dieffenbachia was ovulating. I remember having an experience similar to fertilization by spitting out dysfunctional sperm.

Aside from the embarrassment of confirming that she was pregnant, has that illusion still persisted?

‘But even if you get pregnant, isn’t it a problem if you have sex this intensely?’

I don’t know. In wood people, the placenta may be formed somewhere else.

I never made a proper plan for the second generation, and even more so when my part-timer learned Wiki, we had fun all day long.

‘Hmm.’

How can I resolve this misunderstanding to avoid getting hurt?

If I had left it alone, I might have been shocked by the illusion that I had miscarried.

Isn’t there a way to induce it well?

‘Or not…’

Finish all assigned tasks before Dieffenbachia even realizes it.

There is a way to have a quick wedding and then have a child properly.

‘Either way, it’s a scolding.’

First, I have to get up slowly.

It was time for Saku to appear.

* * * * * * *

“Saku? Since ancient times, a woman from the Yoshino clan must not reveal her face before her wedding, no matter what happens! Okay?”

Five years old.

Saku, who had not yet made any connection with the world, had to have an unintentional technique engraved on her unstained body.

“To… Mama, why?”

“Umm~”

Saku’s mother, with light pink braided hair, poked the cheeks that were sticking out of her mask.

A cat mask with an impressive red-brown pattern.

Saku used to complain to her mother and older sister that she wanted her mask since she was little.

“Rather than the reason, let’s look at this first… Ta-da~ Saku-chan’s mask! Isn’t it pretty? It’s pretty~?”

“Mmm! Mask… ! Is this Saku’s mask? Wow!”

That’s right, because it’s cute.

But no matter how much you prefer that mask. It was also difficult to convince me to wear it for the rest of my life until I met the man I loved.

“Saku must always wear this until she finds you!”

“Eh.”

It’s a cute fox mask, but I’ll wear this for the rest of my life… ?

Even though young Saku was reluctant, tradition is tradition.

“Ugh, so. Saku?”

“Yes!”

“Doesn’t Saku like the prince in traditional fairy tales?”

“Yes! “Saku is waiting for the prince.”

“The purer Saku is, the more honest and happy the love will be for the prince who visits her later.”

You don’t pay attention to leftover food.

No one likes being handed a dirty stone.

“You can’t even show your skin to other people. Men especially! From now on, you can’t be easily seen by either Mama or her older sister.”

“Yes!!”

Saku’s mother talked to young Saku until her mouth watered about why he should maintain chastity and chastity every day.

For those who will be with us later.

Only with my husband at home… You can only take off your mask when you are confident that you can be alone.

In the unlikely event that your mask is taken off in front of an outsider, you must marry that person, no matter how much you hate it.

Even if that person is a bad person.

You must guide a man who is new to you on the right path, support him, and always protect him with love.

Purity too. Body too. The heart also becomes that person’s.

Even if you don’t love, you have to love. Even if the target is a vagabond who will bring shame to the family. You must focus on your guidance and become a woman who is worthy of being owned by that person.

If it still causes harm to the family. The Yoshino family woman must take responsibility and die with her husband.

Because of that vicious tradition.

“… “This is so uncomfortable, mama.”

“No. “The amulet is something you cannot remove with your own strength.”

From the time she was a little over seven years old, when her development had not yet been completed, various means were mobilized to protect her chastity.

Didn’t the tribes in Thailand wear rings around their necks from a young age and gradually increase their numbers?

Saku also increased the number and size of amulets on his body from a young age.

The kind and pure Saku valued tradition and followed it with great faith.

She didn’t even show her ankles or wrists to the man she was with.
She tried with all her might to preserve her own purity.

Of course.

It was natural that as the taboo became stronger, her sense of immorality deepened. Her interest in this grew rapidly, but-

No matter how Saku’s pervert personality developed during her teenage years, it would only be revealed after she got married.

“Laugh… Sigh… I can’t… Ah!”

If it had been the same as before.

-Talk, Talk♡

– Epileptic epilepsy. Pat, pat.

Even ‘masturbation’ is strictly prohibited as a condition for the amulet to appear.

Saku, who was gently rubbing her clitoris that protruded like a grain of rice over the bright red letters on the yellow amulet containing her divine power, tightened her thighs and climaxed lightly.

“Oh, shit… Hmm!?”

This is all because he added strange drugs.

In the Chinese castle that came to save the wood people and humanity, Saku, who was masturbating while sitting in the bathroom, fell limply on her toilet cover and shed tears under her mask.

“Ugh, huh… You idiot…”

No matter how much I beg and search for the person who took my beginning and my face, I cannot find him.

The only traces of the West that I sometimes see in my dreams are at best shadows, rough hands, and the bulky size of shameful parts.

Saku still remembered the strangeness of the presence that was fluttering within him.

-Tok, tok.

Saku, who had been gently rubbing her clitoris, this time raised her hand to her chest.

“… If your family catches you doing something edgy… There’s a big problem…”

The national tree of Japan and the support of the Yoshino family was raped by a faceless man.

To get rid of the scandal that will come… After somehow finding that man and making him her husband. Saku had to personally love her and lead her to a good path so that she could never do anything bad again.

And most importantly…

No longer showing and exposing my skin to any man.

“Ugh!”

Saku, who had been wiggling his toes, lifted his head, shaking his spread thighs.

Inside the burning mask, the haunting fox’s eyes held a very dangerous light, like a candle about to go out.