Chapter 33 – Operation (1)

“Ook…! Oh clothes… ! Aaaaa!”

Master. I told you. The people the master has gone through and those who have had at least a little bit of knight training are on a different level.

“Hey, the power… ! Power… ! Aaaaagh! Aaaaagh!”

In particular, people like Orland who received the blood of the hero said that I could never absorb regularity by myself.

“Eww… ! Turn it off…!”

How are you, master? Am I right?

*****

“Wow, fuck… ! It’s fucking tough.”

“Huh… Heo-eok…”

Sophia and I faced each other with sweaty faces. Sophia couldn’t swear at me openly because of her stigma, but she was frowning with her eyes wide open. I had a lot of corners where I was stabbed, so she was looking at Orlando without her gaze.

The hero’s nephew, Orland.

As befits a powerful man with the blood of a hero, he was not even properly hypnotized by a single succubus. Sophia and I had to apply regular absorption and brainwashing at the same time before finally collapsing and ejaculating.

“If this bastard had lived a little more soundly, we would all have searched, right?”

“Perhaps it was?”

Orland fell to the floor with his pants off, shaking his head. The way she ejaculated was like a broken fire hydrant or a sewage system spewing up old grime. I said, patting his cock with my foot.

“Let’s pull out a little more. Let’s keep squeezing it until this bastard can’t even get an erection except for you.”

Sophia heard my command and said with a frown on her face.

“How much more?”

“You have to keep repeating it until he doesn’t get excited when he sees Sylvia or any other woman. Then we move on to the next plan.”

“It’s good because it’s full of energy, but will this work?”

“It’ll turn out okay. Do you keep hinting this time? Just looking at Sofia makes me excited. Except for Sophia, I can’t get an erection. Like this.”

“Okay. Master.”

Sophia followed my orders and moved to Orland’s bedside again. I put my hand on Orland’s stomach and ordered Sophia to do it again.

“Start.”

“Oohhhhh!”

Orlando’s waist bent like a bow.

******

A sticky moan and an ecstatic back teasing. In front of his eyes, a beautiful naked body that is still good.

Sophia was the perfect woman.

“Hey, Orlando… Put it in now…”

She was a perfect woman, incomparable to this ordinary woman who was now moaning in front of her eyes.

“What? Are you still wait a minute…”

She couldn’t compare to the ordinary woman sucking Orlando’s cock right in front of her eyes. The woman buried her face in Orland’s lower body and moved her head vigorously, but Orland’s cock, which was limp like a dried radish, did not think to get up.

The woman, who was eagerly reciprocating with her mouth open, looked at Orlando with a puzzled expression, her tongue sticking out. Her well-swollen breasts and stiff pink nipples. Her buttocks, the soft texture of which is addictive when you hold it in her hand, and her smooth, hairless pussy shaved for him.

“Oh, Orlando?”

The woman was a woman who was attractive enough to anyone. When she intermingled with this woman, her Templar colleagues praised him. Strangely, however, he felt no interest in the female body now.

She grabbed his cock impatiently, wiggled it, and even rubbed it against her breasts, but it didn’t stimulate her at all.

“Why, why? Huh? My, are you tired of me?”

The woman broke into a cold sweat and grabbed Orland’s hand. Orlando thought. She was a woman to clean up anyway because she was so sloppy, so let’s clean it up this time.

“Hey, I’m just going. I’m not in a good mood today.”

“Orlando?”

Orlando ignored the woman’s call. The bed Orlando and the woman often used now had loose joints, and the slightest movement made the whole bed shake. Orland had put off the purchase of the bed, saying that he would buy a new one whenever he had the chance.

Old bed.

Orland thought the old bed was like her relationship with her woman. It was a familiar and friendly look, but in the end it was loosely connected and was bound to collapse someday. Orland felt that if the relationship had to be sorted out, it should be done now.

“Hey.”

It was not good in many ways to prolong the relationship with this woman. Orlando exhaled cigarette smoke. Her white smoke stood out in the scarlet light. The woman covered her body with a blanket and looked at Orlando with her anxious face.

“Let’s finish. Now. I’m not dating you Instead of continuing like this, meet a good man and live well.”

“What? What are you talking about all of a sudden? You, what are you doing all of a sudden?”

Orlando turned his back. She was and she was thinking about the other woman she was.

Sophia.

Everything he experienced out of curiosity seeped into his body like poison. The intense pleasure she had never felt before turned all the women she had ever experienced into worthless beings. A naked woman, covered with a blanket, was shouting at Orlando.

“Hey! Isn’t that too much? Uh? How do you go this way?”

The woman was crying. She seemed to have a lot of her wounds. Orland smoked again. When she had complex thoughts, she liked to inhale deeply. It was because the hazy sensation that ran through her head for an instant made her forget everything.

“Hey, it was a physical relationship. If you enjoyed it too, why are you fucking dirty?”

The woman did not seem to understand her Orlando. She had a lot of memories with her Orlando, and she was sure that among those memories she definitely had affection. How many personal stories she shared. Even if she said he was a bad person, how many of her secrets did she and he knew?

So the woman shuddered at her sense of betrayal. She cried, and she shouted at Orlando.

“Bad kid… ! Eunuch bastard… ! You, how could you do this to me? Uh?”

Orlando felt bad. Strangely, when he abandoned another woman, an unpleasant feeling he had never felt was scratching at his heart.

“Are you really tired of me? Hey!”

Orlando ignored the swear words coming from behind him. Because he didn’t hear me when I closed the door. It always has been. I could completely forget the faces of those who were hurt if I just turned my back. And if you forget about it and live as if nothing happened, you will forget about the other person and live a normal life.

“Ah… Fuck.”

However, Orlando had a bitter taste today. Licking his lips, Orlando moved.

As he descended the stairs, Orlando thought about Sylvia. Her breasts, or her touch, were unknown pleasures that Orland had never experienced. Sylvia was the ‘hunt’ she proudly professed to her friends, and she was the woman who would go to the Mage’s Tower and earn money for her own entertainment.

She thought of her bouncing breasts and her enticing buttocks outlined over her skirt.

“Under…”

But she wasn’t excited. Hugging her would have been her life’s goal, but she even thought that her pleasure was meaningless.

Orlando busily moved her body. She was looking for Sylvia. The park that I used to take a walk often and the library that I used to go to read books. Even commercial buildings and dark places where you sometimes stop by to buy something to eat.

Orland, who was sweating and pushing her feet until the end of her class bell, she could see the girls pouring out. The Faculty of Magic seemed to have supplemental classes today.

Sylvia stood out even among the crowd. Her large breasts and long disheveled silver hair. And sparkling golden eyes.

A lustful body and a fresh smile that seemed to contain the lust of the world. Orlando tried to shake her hand at Sylvia. As she smiled casually, she tried to rekindle his lust again.

“Hi-Hi.”

But when the sound of her familiar laughter reached his ears, Orland’s gaze naturally returned.

When he saw Sophia approaching right behind Sylvia with her hair tied up, he could feel her face turning red and her heart beating. His lower body swelled to the point that his back felt stiff, and his breathing sped up spontaneously.

“Ah…”

Sophia, who was laughing and exchanging a few words with Sylvia, gave Orland a casual glance and pointed her finger at her dark alley.

Sylvia, who met her belatedly, looked surprised to see Orlando.

“Oh, Orlando. You came to see me, did you come?”

Looking at Sylvia’s face. Her flushed face and wiggling fingers expressed her feelings. She loved herself and felt the sincerity of not knowing what to do. But she didn’t feel anything. When she lowered her head, her chest was bouncing, but her Orlando eyes kept chasing Sophia.

Sophia quietly disappears, rustling the hem of her skirt.

Can I hold Sophia in my arms today?

Orlando was confused. I wanted to know for sure if this feeling was really temporary.

“I… Mr. Orlando?”

“Oh, I have something to see. Look away.”

Orland pushed Sylvia away in a much colder voice than usual, then followed Sofia into her back alley. Sylvia just stared blankly at Orland, who abruptly disappears from her fish-eyed face.

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“Oohhhhh clothes!”