Chapter 21 – Lumia (9)

The next morning. It wasn’t Rumia who knocked on the door of the temple. It was Elena, with her blonde hair hanging down, and dressed in a neat outfit. She was holding a beautifully wrapped gift box in her hand and a flawless smile on her face.

Her voluptuous breasts and slim waist showed off her lewdness even in her thick and tidy clothes.

The priest who greeted her said, swallowing her saliva and blatantly examining her body.

“Aren’t you the maid at Mr. Carlson’s mansion? What brought you here?”

“First, would you accept this?”

“Aigoo, what kind of things…”

Elena flipped over her gift box with her smile on her face. The priest’s face widened at the heavy weight of her. He forgot his duties as her priest, displaying a greedy expression as if in a caricature. Thanks to Elena, she had to wait until he came to his senses.

“Haha… What is it? Money? Gold? Uh…”

The priest who had been stroking her box for a while waited as Elena looked around her, belatedly realizing her own mistake. As a temple attendant, I should have guided Elena, but she looked embarrassing. He cleared his throat and corrected his expression belatedly, but Elena didn’t see him as a proper priest.

“Hmm, hmm. Oh, excuse me. So what are you here for?”

“The owner said he had something to tell you, so he came.”

“Ah yes. What do you mean?”

Lumia’s face flashed in the priest’s mind for a moment. What the hell did that strong, stiff woman do to make people visit the temple herself? Elena hadn’t said anything yet, but her priest’s expression contorted.

Elena laughed and said.

“Priest Rumia said that she will be staying at her mansion for a few days because of her additional ritual. She said there was a very important ceremony.”

“Yes?”

The priest’s eyes widened. It was because I couldn’t understand why the Rumia Priest stayed at the Carlson Mansion for several days. Was Carlson so good at wearing a woman’s kimono? The priest tried hard to find his composure, but he couldn’t hide the bewilderment on her face.

I could only imagine staying for a few days in a house like Carlson’s.

“Is something wrong? By any chance, Priest Lumia has a special schedule…”

“Ah, ah, ah, no! Please tell me to enjoy it comfortably and come slowly!”

Saying that, the priest took a step back from her.

“Okay, then let’s go.”

As Elena nodded her head and disappeared, he kicked her tongue and cursed at her Lumia. She pretended to be so clean and virtuous, but then she was hooked by Carlson, who had no money, and was performing a strange ‘ritual’. I don’t know what it does, but it’s never a sane kind of ritual. The priest spat on the floor and tossed her head back.

Without Rumia, I thought I would just skip tonight’s prayer event.

*****

“After…”

As she came out of the temple, Elena let out a deep sigh, wiping the sweat from her forehead. She was very worried that she doubted, or that the priest would insist on coming home, but she was true. Fortunately for her, the priest who passed without any doubt was swearing at her Lumia while leaning against the pillar of her temple.

Elena laughed at such a priest and shook her head. She said that she too had been a member of the church at one time, but when she saw the behavior of the people at the temple, her faith was also blown away.

“Hey, Elena. What did you come to buy today?”

“No. I have to go in quickly today. I have work.”

“You look really good these days. What do you think a man looks like?”

“Ah, no.”

On the way back to the mansion, people kept talking to me. Lately, I’ve heard stories that my expression looks better or that it has gotten prettier. Elena shook her head with her face flushed and headed for her mansion, slicing off the men who flirted with her like a knife.

Mansion gate.

A faint voice came from behind the tightly closed door. It is hard to imagine being heard in broad daylight, lustful moaning and breathing. Elena grumbled, blushing.

“…They said they were waiting.”

And she hit her run toward the mansion. Her face was red up to her ears and her mouth was slightly parted in excitement.

“Ah! Ah… ! Ha… ! Ah! Good… ! Okay!”

“Eww… ! If you do it with your tongue… ! Ah… ! Aang!”

As soon as the front door of the mansion was opened, lustful moans resonated throughout the mansion. Elena exhaled heavily and wiped her mouth. She was already undressing. Elena took off her top and folded it on her chair, so as not to stain her fine clothes her mistress had given her.

She locked the front door and threw off her skirt. There were traces of exorcism in front of Elena. The sacred amulets were all burnt away, and the cross had been set upside down and lost its luster. The floor was full of wet marks, and the tentacles that held Rumia left black ash.

“Ah ah ah ah ah!”

Elena took a rag for a moment, she pondered whether to wipe these filthy things, then changed her mind when she heard the madam’s lewd moans. Right now, the mistress is screaming because she can’t stand Evan’s cock. She had to help the madam.

“Ah! Yes! Oh! Haang! Good! Okay!”

Her moans grew louder as she climbed the stairs. Elena’s breathing became rough, and her expression became excited. The wide open door welcomed Elena’s entry. Elena stood in the doorway and shouted.

“I heard you were waiting!”

“Oh, was it?”

“Aang! Ahh! Oops! Ah!”

On the bed, Rumia was breathing in her naked body. She was rocking her back in her bitch-like position, her ass pressed against Evan. She pulled her flattened ass off in a vulgar doggy position with a sound of her jerking, a mixture of her white semen and gooey juice soaking her floor. The connecting rod between the two of them was healthy, despite ejaculating several times throughout the night.

“Huh! Aww! Ah! Ah! Good!”

Her voluptuous breasts swayed like water balloons, and beads of sweat dripped down her nipples. Rumia pulled her back up and opened her mouth.

“Ah… ! Aaaaa! Aang! Aang!”

“Rumia, I think I’ll get cold soon.”

“Ah, please wrap it inside…” ! Whenever Evan-sama is inside… ! Her head is just ringing strangely… ! Oh no!”

“Wow!”

“Ah… ! Aaaaagh!”

Rumia shuddered once again, slamming her face into her mattress. She seemed to have a strange light emanating from her belly, then she faded as she turned black.

“Ah… ! Good… Oh… !”

Rumia smirked, staggering her legs and flopping on her floor, catching her breath.

Elena gasped and wet her underwear, then found her own mistress. Already, Isabelle was lying next to Evan, smiling broadly. Evan pulled out her cock, wiping the sweat from his forehead. The cock that had eaten into Rumia’s body was still hard and erect.

Lumia’s cunt swelled with traces of Evan and vomited her semen. Evan sat down on her mattress and caught her breath. Elena asked, sitting cautiously next to him.

“Eh, Evan. Can you still do it?”

Evan picked up a water bottle from the table and looked at Elena. Seeing her anxious and dainty gaze, Evan grinned at her and said,

“Of course. But I will drink some water.”

“Okay. Okay.”

Elena smiled and crossed her arms with Evan. Evan stopped drinking and asked, holding the water bottle forward.

“Hey, would you like some water?”

The question was not for Rumiana or Isabel. Nor was she a question for Elena, who had just returned. Right in front of the bed. Carlson was tied up in the spot facing the bed in the master bedroom. His withered figure with his limbs tied to a chair looked like an old tree or a mummy from an old ruin.

“Ugh… ! Aaaaa… ! Aaaaa… !”

But he was alive.

And he couldn’t even speak properly. He had to watch Evan’s sex now, in a miserable situation where he couldn’t even choose death at will. Isabel, who should have been her own woman, climaxes to Evan.

Elena kisses Evan with her slut face.

“OMG… ! Aaaaa!”

“Isabel. Come on.”

“Huh.”

Isabelle moves at Evan’s call, and she gladly places her cunt on his fingers.

“Ah… ! Aaaaa… !”

She kissed her with the lips he had been calling for, and Elena began sucking on his big cock.

“No… ! This… !”

Carlson shook his head and tried to deny reality. He couldn’t believe that everything he had built had been destroyed, and that he had been taken away by just one slave.

“Ah! Good… Evan… ! Okay…”

She kissed Evan with a look Isabel had never shown herself. Evan stroked Elena’s hair and massaged Isabel’s breasts. Elena lifted her head and, as she waited, Isabel spread her legs and swallowed her cock.

Even from the back, her figure was really beautiful. Carlson remembered the feeling of being gently inserted between her thighs.

“Ah… ! Ah ah ah ah ah… !”

Carlson screamed louder than his rambling wife. Shaking his body, he struggled to wake up from this nightmare. His chair rocked and tipped over in his old chair.

“Isabel. I like my cock. Do you like that piglet cock better?”

“Evan’s cock… ! Aang! Better… ! Alas!”

“Aaaaa!”

Carlson couldn’t twist his body and flew up with his chair. The chair that had floated up rolled on her bare floor and was smashed. Evan, Isabelle, and Elena all ignored Carlson and focused on her sex.

“Aww! Aaaaa!”

Carlson crawled to the floor.

She couldn’t live like a norigae like this.

Rather.

“Aaaaa!”

Rather than that.

It was better to die.

“Is that kid jumping?”

“Oh… ! Ah… ! Than that… Now… !”

“Okay. Okay. Like this?”

“Aaaaa!”

Behind her, a swearing voice that made her miserable came from behind. Carlson shook his head and held back tears. He gritted his teeth and jumped off the ledge.

“Aaaaa!”

A miserable scream and a dull crash. Falling headfirst, Carlson fell to the floor with his neck snapping.

He couldn’t even move his limbs. He was dizzy with blood rushing to his head.

Carlson lay on the floor and looked up at the sky.

“Ah! Aww! Ah…! Ah! Wrap it inside! Evan! I want to have Evan’s child!”

At the last moment, what Carlson heard was Isabel’s shallow request, which he had never heard before.