Chapter 112 – 62-4 Mad Bitch.
“Junior.”
“Yes, senior Pamela.”
“What did you put in your tea? My body is getting hot from earlier.”
Pamela casually asks, lying on the bed and reading a book, crossing her legs.
“I got weak.”
Allen sits in a chair and reads the revised script and replies that it is not a big deal.
“If you wanted to do it with me, you wouldn’t have to go this far… Ha ha…”
A hot, sweet breath came from the bed, and I unwittingly left the script and looked at Pamela.
Her light pink hair and red flush were overflowing with sexual energy.
Then, I wonder if I can’t control my body, which is getting hotter due to weak medicine.
Sitting on the bed, she undid the ribbon and unbuttoned the buttons on her blouse one by one, her body staggering.
“Are you going to…?”
Pamela asks Allen in a breathy voice as she struggles to unfasten her buttons.
“No. I won’t.”
“…Then why did you feed the aphrodisiac…?”
Pamela crawls across the bed and soon staggers towards Allen.
“Why… Not…?”
“There is no reason. I just won’t.”
Allen refuses Pamela’s hand when she reads the script.
In fact, the reason she fed the aphrodisiac was simple.
It was to tell who was holding the hilt.
To be honest, I didn’t expect it to work this well.
It was completely unexpected that Pamela, who was so suspicious and distrustful of others, would end up like this after drinking an aphrodisiac tea.
However, even in this situation, I did not panic.
“Here… Touch me. My body is really hot… Junior.”
He leaned in and asked to be touched, and with trembling hands he undid the remaining buttons, and the heat rose slightly.
I wanted to touch you. But not here.
“Haa… Haa… Touch me… Here… It’s so wet… Junior…”
When she lifts the hem of her skirt, Pamela shows off her underwear, which is already soaked with love juice.
Whether the effect was good, or if it was a poor constitution, the aphrodisiac worked well, and the love juice that was soaked in her underwear was running down her thighs before she knew it.
At the same time, I wonder if I couldn’t control my body, which became hotter due to the effect of the aphrodisiac.
Pamela took off her blouse, took off her bra covering her breasts, and her juice-stained underwear covering her pussy, clinging to me and smearing her juices on me as if marking it, sticking out her tongue and letting out a rough breath. Rested
“Touch me… Here… It tickles me… So touch me…”
Aren’t you ashamed?
No. There will be no time to feel ashamed.
Who would eat the aphrodisiac and dwell on such detailed emotions?
“Then swear to be my slave. Then I will touch you.”
“…No. I don’t want to be a slave… Ha…”
Unlike honest sexual desire, did he fail to subdue his desire?
“Isn’t it itchy?”
Allen said, gently touching Pamela’s exposed white breasts as she rubbed her cunt against her thighs, against her own legs.
“Huh… Uh, but I… Don’t like being a slave…”
When I touched her breasts, it felt good. Pamela’s hands grabbed my hands to prevent them from escaping.
However, as if she still did not want to be my slave, she was shaking her hips back and forth as if she was being honest while expressing her refusal in a sweet, breathy voice.
“You want me to touch you while saying no? Do not order.”
Pamela’s movement, shaking her waist, was stopped by Allen’s voice.
“…Good. Such a cold face of a junior. Even the voice… I love it… Put it in. Put it inside me with that thing that will pierce through your pants…”
For a while too.
Stroking Allen’s swollen groin, Pamela begs him to put her inside her sooner.
“Good. Then let’s bet When I subdue you, you are mine, Pamela.”
“…You are mine, junior…”
“Instead of that, I’m not going to fulfill my bet here. I’ll subdue you in a very nice place, in good condition. So don’t beg for help, Pamela Silbernas.”
****
“Huh!! Whoops!!”
“Noisy. Didn’t you struggle and say you’d go in one more?”
“Huh huh!!?”
“Are you screaming again? Then add another one.”
In order to subdue a person, it is best to be in a sane state.
Because even if you surrender while drunk, you will have an excuse called medicine.
“That, stop…! You, don’t put it in…!”
As I removed the gag from Pamela’s mouth, her absurd words came out.
“Are you giving in to me? You want to be my slave?”
“…No. You don’t like that, do you?”
“Are my ears weird? You said you would stop being a slave. Do you have such contradictory words?”
World of the unconscious.
In her punishment room, disguised as Clos Cero’s bedroom, Allen burst into laughter as he listened to Pamela with her hands and an eyepatch on her tripod.
“Success quickly. No, do you rather enjoy it?”
“…Stop putting it in… My stomach hurts…!!”
“No. I’m going to keep putting it in until it gives in. I’ll put it in even if I scream. I’ll put it in even if I struggle. I’ll put it in even if I stay still. So be patient, Pamela.”
The gag closed her mouth again. And this time, on the contrary, when the blindfold was removed, Pamela looked at Allen’s tool with tears in her eyes.
Frightened eyes.
As Allen moved the tool in his hand from side to side, Pamela’s frightened eyes naturally moved accordingly.
“If you put this in and hold out for 30 minutes, then I’ll admit my defeat. How is it?”
“Huh!! Hmmm!?!”
“What? Oh, is it good? After all, Pamela-senpai likes to bet too much, so it’s a mask. Alright then let’s get started Will I win or will Pamela win?”
After Pamela’s tying on her tripod, her arms were lifted and secured.
Allen holds a vibrating dildo modeled after him firmly on a wooden horse.
“This is the size of my cock, isn’t it nice?”
She shook her head to see Pamela, her arms hanging from the ropes, and the thick, long dildo fastened to her triangular horse.
“I don’t know, but it’s quite impressive to see it made like this.”
“Huh…!!”
“You seem impatient to get it in quickly? Oh, and you don’t have to worry. This is the world of the unconscious, so the maiden is safe.”
“Huh…!!”
“Instead of that, if the mind is broken, the effect on reality is gone. If you don’t want to be an asshole… Just grit your teeth and hold on.”
As the rope was slowly lowered, Pamela struggled in fright.
Tremor transmitted through the string.
It was a rope that could only be used for sexual torture, but I liked the fact that I could decide the treatment of her with this one rope.
As he gently untied the rope and saw the dildo touching his creamy cunt, Allen secured the rope one last time, then she walked over to Pamela and undid her gag.
“Now, what are you going to do? Can you hold out for 30 minutes? Or not…”
“Ha ha… Ha… I hate it…! You are mine It’s mine, so I won’t be your slave…”
“You are strong. I’ll pay homage to her and her mental strength. Then hold on well.”
She was about to gag her after that, but changed her mind.
“No, I will not gag you. So she screams all she can, Pamela. Like I said, no matter how much you scream for help, I won’t do anything. Rather, I will use your screams as music and have fun while drinking tea.”
Pamela wants to stop Allen with a contemplative face.
But she admits defeat if she says so.
I hate that.
There is nothing she hasn’t been able to get her hands on.
Whether it is an item or a person.
Will get
I will cherish, soothe, and love you until I die.
So we can’t stop here. You have to be patient.
A thick tool that forcibly pierced the narrow inside of my vagina.
Welcome for the first time.
I will try to put up with a tool that makes my sensitive and painful vagina tremble.
Come to your senses. It’s only 30 minutes.
If I hold on for 30 minutes, that boy will come to me.
Until death.
Things that are easily obtained are easily bored.
If you eat honey sold in the market, it will be sweet.
However, the taste of the sweet honey barely obtained by defeating the bees will be even more special.
Let’s be patient.
Let’s be patient and share love.
We have to persevere through the thorns of all kinds of hardships and adversities and to get what lies at the end.
So let’s be patient. Let’s endure even if we die. Let’s be patient even if we become fools. Even if you don’t like me, let’s be patient.
Because happiness comes at the end of hardship.
****
“Congratulation.”
“…I… Won… Let go… Let it go…”
Wiggling eyes.
However, in anticipation that the blond boy in front of him would soon be in his hands, his eyes stopped trembling, and he said that he had finally put them in his hands, and his eyes changed into joyous eyes before he knew it.
Now that you have a junior, what do you do now?
Shall we go around town together and stop at a cafe for a while to make love like other lovers?
Or, like other lovers, will you laugh and enjoy trivial stories?
“What are you doing? Do you have any pleasant thoughts?”
“Yeah… The first monumental moment of being a lover…”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
“…What the hell is a junior saying? I’m…!”
Pamela held out.
She apparently held out, I thought.
However, the magic stone placed in front of my eyes.
As Allen activated the recording magic stone, Pamela bit her lip and glared at the recorded video.
[I have already passed out. Hey. Senior Pamela? If you don’t wake up now, you’ll become my slave? Are you still okay? Wow, I passed out as soon as I put it in. Shall we eat some rice? Oh, and this… I didn’t do anything. This is a video recorded from the beginning, in case Pamela-senpai doesn’t believe it]
“It is a lie.”
“No. Look at this. Before that, there is also a video in front of me that makes you feel cute using a triangular wooden horse, rope, and rotor that I prepared myself. Now, look.”
[That, stop putting it in!!]
[There is still a lot left. Please be patient, Pamela senior]
“Are you still trying to get away with it?”
“…In the first place, the unconscious space itself makes no sense.”
“Senior Pamela. The world is fucking wide, and there’s a fucking variety of things. As for Pamela-senpai, she hasn’t yet been aware of the space called the unconscious, and since she’s experiencing it for the first time, she says that.”
“Don’t talk… I can’t admit this…!”
Pamela looked strangely mature.
But I liked the way she didn’t give in to the game like a child.
“That’s Okay. I have a tattoo anyway, so shut up and listen to me.”
“Tattoos… Explain it so I can understand…”
“Here. It’s engraved here, so don’t think of rebelling.”
Allen poking his finger at the bottom of her white navel.
“What’s this…”
“What is it, proof that you are my slave?”
“Ah, no… I, I can’t be a slave… It must be a dream… A dream… Yes a dream… An unconscious… A dream…”
Slap!
“…What, what…? My, why my cheek?”
Allen gently slaps Pamela in panic.
“I can’t. You will need an education Shut up and suck, for now.”
“Sir, no… My, I won!”
It seemed like a good thing to have the womb tattooed in advance knowing it would come out like this.
Even if you show the video anyway, it’s a joke.
Allen links her mana to Pamela’s womb tattoo and forces her to open her mouth.
“Noisy. You are my slave from today. Shut up and obey your master’s orders. Come on, quickly open your mouth.”
