Chapter 214 – The Hero Tortured Astarothe
‘What the hell are you looking at me for? Is this also Lilith’s trick?’
Astarote frowned at the hero’s words.
It was because he felt humiliated by the hero’s attitude of demanding betrayal, no matter how much he was treated as garbage in the realm of demons.
Of course, the hero knew nothing about himself.
And that word was no different from saying that Lilith was involved in the hero’s conciliation.
“Don’t be ridiculous, why am I… Hot!”
Astarothe, with her pride hurt, refused her warrior’s offer, but things did not go her way.
It was because the warrior’s feet were gently stepping on her genitals.
The hard soles of her shoes her pressed against Astarothe’s soft mounds her, and her crotch her began to split open naturally.
“You’ll have to think carefully before you speak.”
“I-I said this… How are you?”
Astarothe tried to refute her hero’s words her somehow, but her thoughts her didn’t work out.
I don’t know how the hero did it, but at his feet her, Astarothe felt a pleasure she had never felt before.
The clitoris exposed through the gaping pussy of her was stimulated by the soles of the warrior’s shoes, and the blood rushing to her lower body made her mound even thicker.
Kwok-kook-.
The hero mechanically stepped on Astarothe’s genitals her, and she felt her mind her wander with each force of her hero’s foot her.
‘Why… Why me?’
Astarothe did not understand the situation.
She was the one who had relationships with countless men in the underworld.
She, of course, had to be somewhat insensitive to her sexual pleasures.
She, of course, was still chasing that pleasure more than anyone else, but ironically, her body her, which had a higher threshold for stimulation, couldn’t help but become numb little by little.
But she was different now.
It was not her sex her, but strange sensations that melted my brain from being stimulated by the soles of the hero’s shoes began to bloom.
And it was like the first time she had sex.
“Ha!”
‘What nonsense!’
Astarothe let out another fiery groan and shook her head in denial of her own pleasure.
She’s the first to have sex herself, though.
It was a sound that even the bastards passing by in the demon world would laugh at, and Astaroth soon began to suspect that the hero might have played a trick on her.
“To me… What did you… Crane… Did you?”
At Astarothe’s words, the hero’s head tilted to the side.
**
“What? What nonsense are you talking about?”
I asked, still pressing my foot against Astarothe’s cunt his.
Even so, I looked at my waist to see if Ebony had done anything, but Ebony didn’t respond at all.
“Ha… My, there’s no way I could be this excited…”
Astarothe let out a hot breath and said that to me.
But she did n’t have any persuasive power in her words.
Even though she had only slightly stimulated her cunt with her foot her, she was already soaking her skirt.
The skirt, wet with Astarotte’s love juice, was entangled with the dirt that clung to the soles of her shoes.
“That’s funny. Are you pretending to be a lady of the yojo now?”
I laughed at Astaroth and said that.
It was because she tempted me with the words that she would treat me well from the first meeting, and now that she was saying something different, it was funny, and it was because I heard a little bit about what kind of life she lived through Lilith.
‘On the subject of a slut year.’
I thought that while looking at Astaroth coldly.
I didn’t particularly discriminate between virgins and non-virgins, but in the case of Astarothe, it was a little different.
After all, she had a husband, and even so, she came here to take the dreamers.
In my eyes, Astarothe’s behavior was far more lascivious than that of a harlot on the streets of Raksha.
“That, it’s not like that… Uh huh.”
Astarothe let out her weird snort and excused me like that.
But I was just stimulating her genitals expressionlessly in spite of such a flirtatious response.
“Huh… That stop… Haang!”
As she pressed her feet together and continued to stimulate her cunt, pleading sounds began to emerge from her her Asta Rotte’s mouth her.
I was puzzled by the appearance of Astarothe, who fell much faster than she thought, but soon I thought that even that might be smoke.
In any case, the important thing is to subdue her once, according to her Genoa’s will her.
“Therefore? Will you obey me?”
“… I also have something called pride. Warrior. I don’t know what Lilith told me, but I… Happ!”
“Pride sucks.”
I laughed at Astarothe’s refusal her to give in and stomped hard on her cunt her with her foot her again.
Astarotte, who had been sternly expressing her intention to refuse, let out a strange moan again at the mere stimulation.
No, it seemed that the trembling of the body with the eyes closed had reached its climax.
Before I could finish my swear words, the water spilled from Astaroth’s vagina and began to wet the floor.
I could n’t help but laugh at her reaction to her.
‘What? The best witch in the demon world? What’s so lame about it?’
Seeing how Asta Rote even made her ejaculate with just a few stimulations, I was confused even if Lilith’s information her was true.
While I was tilting my head at the scene I could n’t understand, Astarotte, who had gone on her own, began to tremble and make strange noises.
“Aaaaa…”
“… What?”
“I know now. No, okay.”
“What?”
“Why am I so excited about contacting you?”
Astarothe said that while looking at me with hazy eyes, and I began to feel a little fear at the sudden change in her attitude.
**
‘How long has this been?’
After one round of ejaculation, Astarote felt her mind clear.
It was so long ago that she had experienced female ejaculation, to the extent that she had to trace her memory of her.
A strange feeling of pleasure and a strange sense of deprivation as all the filthiness of the body is removed.
Although it had happened a long time ago, the memories of those subtle sensations remained intact in Astarote’s memory of her, and she might have met so many men to awaken those senses.
However, the human hero sent himself to heaven just by stimulating him with his feet his, not by having sex.
It was funny that a being from the underworld talked about heaven, but Astarothe thought that phrase fit the best.
Is it because my head is clearer?
She was able to understand why she felt a strong pleasure that was unique to the hero.
‘This is the first time a man treated me carelessly like this.’
It was.
Astarothe was about to be manipulated by a man for the first time in her life.
Even if she did not reach the level of the ruler of the demon realm, she was treated with dignity no matter who she met because of her outstanding looks and magical powers of her.
Before her marriage her to Astarothe, many of her demon lords her coveted her, and even after her marriage her.
Even though most of her demons cursed her for being her bewitched woman her, in fact, no one said that in front of her.
Even the demon lords who value her face were busy courting her Astarothe in order to spend the night with her.
Of course, some demon lords weren’t interested in Astaroth at all, but Astaroth had no intention of dealing with such men either.
‘Me… Was it like this?’
Astarotte was surprised by her own tastes that she didn’t even know she had.
“… So, what is the reason?”
Her hero still asked himself with a nonchalant face, and Astarothe liked the way he looked.
The figure of a warrior stimulating her own vagina, with an expression that showed no interest in you, was more attractive than anything else.
“I’m curious? Maybe I’ll tell you if I excite you more? No, ha… I might end up on your side.”
Astarothe said so to her champion her with her enchanting smile her.
For a moment, she could see the hero’s thick eyebrows wriggling, but Astarothe felt her body heat up as she tensed at the hero’s reaction to her.
“Okay? If that’s the case, I’ll subdue you no matter what.”
The hero responded to Astarothe’s words and pulled out the sword at his waist.
For a moment, Astarote was frightened, but the warrior’s sword only cut off the chains that restrained Astarote’s body from his.
Unlike a moment ago, the body was free, but Astarothe’s choice hers was not rebellion.
She looked up at her warrior, her legs curled up like her frog, and licked my lips with her red tongue and said:
“I’ll look forward to it, hero.”
