Chapter 154 – Taffy (4)

“What, what! Do not be like this! You are not like this! Uh?”

I was panicking. The emotion that dominated my mind before fear was embarrassment. No. 13 didn’t care even though I was twisting violently and started to take off my pants. My belt limp on the floor like a dead snake. My pants fell to the floor, and a pair of panties protected my crotch. My bulging genitals were teasing me, asking if I was enjoying the current situation.

No. 13 said.

“Are you okay. Sweetly. I will.”

As she said that, she even took off my panties. Like a twisted twig pouncing hard, the tight erect cock was aiming her glans at her face. I was embarrassed, but on the other hand, I was thrilled that No. 13 was tying me up and touching my cock.

Shaking, just like the reeds I saw in the field, my cock swaying gracefully like my body now tied to a cloth. It had a hard erection and had blood vessels protruding like a monster, and the glans was aimed at No. 13’s face like a gun barrel aiming at prey.

“Ah… ! Hmm… Hmm…”

No. 13 saw her genitals shaking as if they were almost touching the tip of her nose, turned her head, cleared her throat and blinked. Then, he put her twitching lips to rest and raised her chin proudly, pretending nothing was wrong.

She took a deep breath and started tapping my cock with the tips of her fingers. I began to rock her back and forth, carefully holding her sharp nails so as not to pierce my flesh, and pressing down on her.

I tried not to be pleasant at her caresses. To be honest, No. 13 had a pretty face and a nice figure. I loved the void that formed between her thighs whenever the light entered the hem of her sheer dress. I really liked her silence followed, which was conveyed by the tight dress line.

Every time she lowered her head, her breasts were peeking out, and she loved the way she was dressed defenselessly without a bra.

But she had to pretend that she wasn’t happy now, that she didn’t want this to happen. Because I’m the other person, if I like it in this situation, I think it’ll break the excitement. I don’t know, rape was a law that made me feel good when the other person hated it.

“Stop it! No. 13! This is bad! It’s rape! You shouldn’t be doing this!”

“Evan. Me. No?”

“No, I don’t hate it…”

She asked me, blinking her red eyes. I couldn’t answer that question no. I shook my head and belatedly thought of Sophia. You said you would send it to the guest room, but how did it go? Number 13 continued to rub against my cock, and her clumsy caresses allowed me to ask questions with ease.

“What about Sophia? Cow, what about Sophia?”

Instead of answering my question, she squeezed my cock with her hand.

“Quaaaaagh!”

The glans instantly turned red, and white handprints were left on the pole held in her hand. No. 13 said, patting the tip of my cock with her fingers.

“Evan. Another woman. Can’t talk Look at me.”

As she said that, she began to stimulate her with both of her hands. No matter how clumsily she caressed, since she moved while using two of her hands, I also had a hard time holding back her stimulation. Moreover, she was getting more and more adept at caressing. I managed to come to my senses and asked.

“Yeah, but I have to tell you what happened. No. 13. Huh?”

“Are you okay. Evan. Live here such a woman Forget it.”

#13 didn’t seem interested in Sophia’s whereabouts or death. Judging by her nuance, it didn’t seem like she was killed. I took a deep breath and said.

“No. 13. Why are you doing this? Huh? Why are you doing this to me?”

“You hate me?”

No. 13 answered in a different way every time I asked why. It was as if I was hearing the echo of the unconditional question, “Do you hate me?” I shook my head and smiled.

“There is no way I hate you. No. 13. Huh? I was always thinking of you I thought you were dead, so sometimes even when I’m rich, I get depressed.”

“It’s okay now. I’m alive Evan. Live here.”

Number 13 said that and smiled. Her smiling face was far more attractive than her sullen face. I told her She wanted to have sex with her, and she wanted to make her suck my cock, but she couldn’t stay tied down.

No. 13 was her friend of mine, and I wanted to lay her on her bed and fuck her in the fullest perverted position. If you do sex in this position, it won’t be as ridiculous as jumping on her trampoline with her dildo. In her attitude, her aura didn’t come through, and I couldn’t use my strengths either.

I said.

“No. 13. Could you please release this for now? Huh? I want to do this and that with you, and I want to touch you. Huh?”

“No.”

13 flatly refused. Her hands were getting wet with pre-cum dripping from my glans. As her hands moved up and down, my entire cock was covered in a sticky, slippery liquid. No. 13 said.

“Evan. There’s a girl out there. If you have a woman betray me.”

“What are you talking about? Huh?”

“Evan. There are many good girls. Me. I don’t have that much money. Take Evan. It’s hard to go out.”

I couldn’t understand her words. Those of her bat wings, her long fingernails, and her red eyes told her she was a demon, but she couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on. Why is she acting this way to me? Why did she become a demon? Was she a demon from the beginning? No. 13 said.

“Evan. Forget all the other girls. Live only with me.”

“…What happened to you?”

Issue 13 did not answer my question. She grabbed me by the root of hers and started rocking her back and forth quickly. I frowned as I felt the movement prompting me to ejaculate along with a moderate pressure. No. 13 hesitated for a second to open her mouth less. I turned her head around and measured her size a little, then opened her mouth wider to hold my cock.

“Oooh!”

And the moment she pouted out her mouth and took my cock, I ejaculated seeing that cute expression on her face. The amount of semen I gave after a long time was more than I thought, and No. 13 put on a puzzled expression and rolled her eyes, so she somehow frowned at me to eat all my semen. Her cheeks swelled slightly, and a drop or two of semen flowed from her lips.

If I could have used my hands, I would have grabbed that silver hair and pushed the cock in. And watching her suffer, she would have laughed contentedly.

But now I was tied up, and Number 13 backed away with her face wet with embarrassment. Gulping between her brows, she swallowed, and she opened her eyes wide and looked at me. With her red eyes wide open, it seemed that she had a murderous intent, or that she was angry with me, so I had no choice but to shrink.

“Delicious.”

But the answer that came out of her mouth wasn’t what I thought. Number 13 blinked her eyes, wiped her lips, and grabbed my cock again.

“…What?”

“It tastes like blood. Evan. Evanman. Is that so?”

I had nothing to say. It was the first time No. 13 had ever eaten semen, and I hadn’t eaten my own semen. What did Rumia say after eating my semen? Sylvia apparently said she didn’t like the taste, but No. 13 seemed to like my semen.

She dropped to her knees in front of me, this time opening her mouth and swallowing my cock up to the root. The sight of her silver-haired crown shaking in front of my eyes and the sight of my cock slowly swallowing into her tiny mouth made her want to spread her thighs and slam his cock right away.

“Ah… ! Aww… !”

But I couldn’t do that. The fabric made of her power was binding my limbs tightly like slave chains, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t escape. I told number 13.

“Ah, ah… ! No. 13! Let’s do something more pleasant than this. Uh?”

“Evan. This is delicious.”

Her pretty ass peeked out through the hemline of her dress. Her little mouth was swallowing my cum again. When she lifted her head slightly, her nipples peeked out between her breastbones. Her white thighs and the light smear of semen on her face were attractive.

Really, I wanted to fuck.

The line between us had already been severed. She intended to keep me like her cattle, and I wanted to trample her as her female. I had to thoroughly avenge this cruel demon who destroyed the friendship I wanted.

“No. 13. Let’s do something more pleasant than this. I put this in your body… !”

“No.”

Number 13 shook her head and took off abruptly. She moved backwards with the flap of her wings, and she pulled out one of her books from the dresser’s chest of drawers. It was quite a distance, but even there I saw the title.

[99 Ways to Turn a High-spirited Man into a Sex Slave]

“No shit… !”

Issue 13 laughed and rubbed her face on the cover of her book.

“Evan. Evan. Evan.”

The moment my name was called as I rubbed through the book, I felt fear as if my heart stopped.

“Hey! Fuck! You want me to be a slave again? Are you crazy?”

I wanted to curse at the moment, but No. 13 didn’t seem to mind if I cursed at him.

“Evan. Slave. No. Slave in name only. Don’t work instead. Play with me like this every day. Sleep together hug me Read me too.”

“You can’t get love this way. Brainwashing others or trying to force love is bad.”

Number 13 opened the book.

“According to this book. When teaching assistant is finished. Forget all that Evan. I will raise you.”

Number 13 was laughing.

“Stimulate, but don’t do what you want. Let the kid ride Dominate your opponent with a leash of pleasure.”

While reading the text of the book, she trembled and then she hugged me again.

“Evan. Are you okay. I will raise you.”

Fuck.

Fucked!