Chapter 270 – #74. Breeding (3).

#74. Breed.

Roana ate.
I ate the food on my plate and chewed it slowly.

‘…’

She rolled her eyes and looked at her surroundings.
All she could see was Lucille in her solitary cell across from her, but her hearing informed her of places she couldn’t see.

Squeeze-. Squeeze-.

Everyone was greedily emptying their food.
It was a little better meal than she usually eats, so it was natural to eat it all.

But Roana didn’t eat it all.
She left about half, which she kept in her inventory.

‘I don’t know when the food will be served.’

In Roana’s eyes, the man behind the mask was a strange man.
She was confined to solitary confinement, and she was not subject to any special restraints.
She maims or takes her coins, she never did anything like that.
She couldn’t understand

‘What’s the purpose?’

I was even more reluctant because I couldn’t see silence.
When she thought she did this for no reason, she was like a real idiot.
Loana wished she had a purpose for him.

An hour had passed since the meal was distributed.
Only then did the masked man appear and take away the food.

“Uhhhhh.”

The masked man showed a smile full of anticipation.
The gaze that scanned the solitary room was terrifying.
On the one hand, it was reassuring.

‘I have a purpose.’

There is a reason for imprisoning Roana and her party.
I don’t know what the purpose was, but Loana read her desire in the eyes of others in the mask.

After filling her stomach, she fell asleep.
Roana’s body began to doze involuntarily, even as tension enveloped her entire body.

‘No.’

What could happen?
She could laugh at it, saying it was foolish, but she couldn’t help it.

Click-!

The lights on the walls of each solitary cell went out.
The light is gone
In her dark solitary cell, Loana widened her eyes and exclaimed.
Her mediocre abilities hindered her.

Hu-wook-. Hu-wook-.

While Roana eagerly put on the show, her surroundings lay on the bed.
She lifted the duvet and stuffed her heavy body into it.

Her rustle passed by Roana’s ears.
She’s raising herself like this, what the hell is everyone doing?
Have you already started to adapt?
It was absurd.

But after a while
Roana nodded her head and dozed off.
She couldn’t get over the rush of sleep.

‘If I wanted to do harm, I would have done it right away.’

Rationalizing that, Loana laid her body on her bed.
Surprisingly, thanks to the soft bed, she was able to sleep like honey.

The next morning, the light went on.
As the darkness of her solitary cell brightened, Loana squinted her eyes and rose from the bed.
She stretched her spiritedly and thumped her forehead.
She slept soundly and thought she was refreshed, but she was so dumbfounded.

‘Nervous, nervous.’

I don’t know what the masked man will do.
Even if she is captured by the wyvern, she said, there is a way for her to survive if she does not give up.
Roana had no intention of idly accustoming herself to this situation.

Breakfast was served
The food was distributed on the plate just like yesterday.

“We will have interviews in order starting today.”

What are you thinking?
What are you doing to make me smile so happily?
It was creepy.

“The price will change depending on your attitude, so be prepared.”

The masked man pushed a tray into each cell.
Everyone got used to it.
There was no rejection.

Time passed.
The table was taken away and the interview began.
The first was Brock in the next room, a big black guy.

Brock glanced at Roana’s solitary cell as he was dragged away by the masked man.
I could see the trust in his eyes.
We were thinking of each other as we were getting closer.

‘Already… ?’

It wasn’t until a few minutes after Brock went up.
The masked man came down alone.

‘What about Brock?’

I went up with Brock, but the masked man came down alone.
I couldn’t imagine what was going on up there.

Loana hugged her leg.
I forcibly grabbed his trembling body.
I don’t want to tremble.
Being eaten up by fear is a specification.

‘Calm down, Roana!’

The second to be taken away was Lucille.

“Help me, no! Please, where did Brock go? Yes? No, no! I hate to go! Roana! Roana, save me!”

Lucille was consumed by fear.
She then squeezed the tears in her snot as she imagined what would happen.
Roana couldn’t save Lucille like that.
With no strength and no courage in her, all she could do was watch.

“Roanaaaaa!”

Lucille went upstairs.
What kind of fate do you get?
She may be severely tortured.

Take her fingernails off and cut off her fingers.
You can sprinkle salt on open wounds.
She will writhe in pain and die.

Ever since she entered ‘The Tower of Struggle’, she has always been with her death, but she has never been as afraid as now.
The helpless situation was so difficult.
Roana trembled as she buried her head in her lap.
She held her breath in a solitary cell nearby, as well as her colleagues, who were in the same situation as her.
The desperately quiet cell was full of bites for some reason.

Tboob-. Tboob-.

“No, Shiba, I didn’t know that such protection would exist.”

Soon after, she came down again.
The masked man muttered something to himself and looked inside the solitary cell, and soon stood in front of Roana’s solitary cell.

Clap-!

Roana’s solitary cell opened.
Loana couldn’t bear to see anyone else behind her mask.
Because neither Brock nor Lucille ever came back.

“Roana… Lucille just saw you, and she called me Roana.”
“…”
“Wake up.”

Roana didn’t budge.
Couldn’t get up
She didn’t want to wake up.
She knew what was to come, and her legs stiffened from her fear and horror.

“I can die. Get up when you speak.”
“Kuu… !”

Roana’s defiance was quickly quelled.
There was an overwhelming gap between the masked man and Roana.

Roana followed the others as they walked with a limp gait like a cow being led to her slaughterhouse.

* * *

We dragged the weeping, juice-squeezing bitch upstairs to the cabin.
The cabin was a play room that I made separately.

‘Hmm, that’s fucking right.’

I thought it was some kind of lover because I desperately searched for a black man who had already died.

“Kyaaak!”

Threw the woman into the room.

“What is your name?”
“Brock, Brock!”
“Your name is Brock? No, the black guy was Brock earlier.”
“Yes. Uh, where did you go? What did you do with Brock!”

It was so fucking right that I wondered if I was scared.
It seemed that she couldn’t tell the difference.

“Don’t tremble, be quiet. Just answer any questions you ask.”
“…”
“If you don’t want to go around black people, answer straight. Won’t you answer me?”
“Yes Yes… !”

I now understand the meaning of my words.
Blacks are not leaving for America.
Would go home

“Now, what I’m going to do from now on…”
“Sah, save me. Please, I’ll do anything, just save me…”
“No fuck, why are you interrupting me?”
“Hey!”

If she was pretty, she would have put up with me when I interrupted her, but this woman wasn’t very pretty.
It’s to the point where I’ve given up on fucking.
It is correct to see her as a person with only her eyes, nose and mouth attached.

“What is your name.”
“Lucille, it’s Lucille.”
“Yes, Lucille. Do you know what I’m going to do from now on?”
“Mo, I don’t know. I don’t know… Please take a look, I hate being sick… !”

Lucille trembled and begged me.
She sleeps servilely and looks really desperate.

“If you listen to me carefully, I won’t hurt you. It’s not like that.”
“Really… ?”
“Then.”

If he had intended to hurt or cause pain, he would have done it right away.
There is no need for such a cumbersome conversation process.

What I want to do right now is to watch humans take and eat my urine.

I’ve already done a lot of semen feeding, so I’m not impressed.
Rather, there is a crazy succubus that attacks me saying that I want to eat it, and if I eat semen, regression follows as an option, so I am the loss.

Lucille glanced at me with her anxious eyes.
As soon as her eyes met, she was startled and she laid her eyes on her.

If you said you would save her, she seemed like she would eat anything.

‘I thought it would be easy?’

I slowly took off my pants.
Lucille bowed her head as if she would never look at her.

“Raise your head.”

At my firm words, Lucille raised her head.
She had no hesitation.
It was clear in her heart that she didn’t want to die.

‘I won’t die, as long as I drink my urine.’

She drank a lot of water before bringing Lucille with her.
Through her magical circuits, all of her wastes and sugars were separated.

‘Because I hate yellow.’

In a way, what I want to feed may not be pee.
You may just want to drink the liquid that passed through the urethra instead of water.

As a result, the urine coming out of my cock was close to pure water.
It was water itself, except that the outlet was the urethra.

“It’s nothing.”
“Yeah… ?”

I took out a cup.
It was a cup with a luxurious pattern engraved on it.

Squeeze-.

I poured it into the glass and screamed coolly.
The pleasure from immoral acts was no joke.
Is this immorality?

Peeing in a human cup…

Of course, I’ve tried worse.
I tried wrapping semen in a baby bottle and mixing it with milk to feed her, and I also saw her sprinkle semen on soup.
Still, it was semen.
It was on a different level from urine.

‘Semen, the essence of life, and urine, which is only waste. It’s completely different.’

Lucille’s expression hardened.
I seemed to know what I was asking for.

“Drink.”

I held out her glass to Lucille.
It was filled with clear liquid.

If you haven’t seen the scene where I fight, it wouldn’t be too strange.
Lucille watched my urination.
She watched the scene where urine was excreted through the urethra.
There is bound to be a sense of rejection.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t eat.”

Lucille took her glass with her trembling hand.
It’s a teacup that would go well with refreshments, but it’s used for drinking urine.
I feel good.

“Instead, only you are making it difficult.”

That’s what I meant.
Wanna die? Do you want a drink
What a merciful choice this is.

“If you drink, I will release you.”
“Yeah… ?”
“If you drink it, they will release you here. Don’t make me say the same thing twice.”

Lucille bit her mouth tight.
He rolled her eyeballs.
It seemed that he did not believe me.

“Believe it or not, you are free.”
“… I’ll drink it. I’ll drink it, so torture please…”
“I don’t torture you. Why are you doing that?”

Just don’t kill
Why are you doing such a bothersome thing?

Lucille raised her glass and touched her lips.
Her glass tilted, and her throat moved with a gulp.

“Woo-wook… !”
“If you spit it out, you need to drink more. I know I can make something… Five.”

Once her crisis passed, Lucille began to empty her glass again.
She drank my urine with her eyes tightly closed.

‘Hey…’

I got goosebumps watching him drink my urine.
Her cock exploded with an erection.

“Pa-ha, ha-ha! Ha!”

Lucille raised her glass, catching her rough breath.
She managed to drink all of my urine without spilling a single drop.

I gave Lucille a round of her applause.
Freeing the shackles is a bonus.

“To… ? Gee, it’s real… ?”
“Go. I don’t need you anymore.”

There are still two girls left.
Lucille was the ugliest of the three.

‘It’s not worth it.’

It was just a test.
I wonder if it will be exciting, a preliminary investigation.

As a result, I realized that I was fucking excited.

‘The prettier the opponent, the more bored he will be.’

I kicked Lucille out.
I didn’t want to see any more.

“Go away.”
“Sah, thank you for saving me!”

Lucille quickly ran away.
As she runs away, she bumps into someone outside the cabin.

“Ouch!”
“… Sorry.”
“Oh, no. I am… Oh, good-bye!”

Lucille walks away.
Instead, her woman bumped into her and came into her cabin.

Familiar face.

“Kim Jin-woo, Aicilia and Orihime fought.”
“… What?”

Yu Da-hee looked at me with tired eyes.

“What the hell are you doing, again…”

Wearing a mask and standing naked
It is a suspicious scene for anyone to see.

“What did you do to that woman? That woman is young…”

Doesn’t sound like your style.
It seemed that such nuanced words were about to come out.

“It’s a mission she was able to complete because she’s such a woman.”
“What? Mission? Are you going to say something stupid?”

Dahee Yoo came to me.
She soon showed interest in her bursting cock.

“Wow, can you be this hard?”
“…”
“What were you doing? Say it quickly, I’ll do it for you.”
“Nono, that’s not okay.”

You can’t pee on Yu Da-hee.
Even if I did, I wouldn’t be cheap.

“Why not? Will I do it for you?”
“…”
“It’s better for me to do it than to see other bitches relieve their lust. Better release it to me.”

Dahee Yu was adamant.
However, in this case, I also need to be firm.

“Are you not going to talk?”
“I will not.”

Dahee Yoo slipped away from me and went into the room.
It was my play room.

‘What?’

Unstable.
The look of Yoo Da-hee looking around the room felt unfamiliar to me.

“Hey, wait!”
“Hey… Our Jinwoo, you have a strange taste. It’s good to see you still.”
“… ?!”

Dahee Yoo smiled as if she knew everything.

“Do you want to eat it in your mouth too?”
“What, what?”
“What is it, urine?”

Open your mouth slightly and point your finger at my lips.
It was really enchanting.