For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used. - Chapter 87: It Was Cheap, So I Bought It Again (8)

He roughly kneaded Elisha’s thigh.

Elisha leaped up with a start.

“Aaargh!”

The scream echoed throughout the room.

Though Elisha flailed wildly due to the sudden touch, I had already told Carla to grab her arm just in case something like this happened.

It must be enough since her arms were getting weak from being held up for so long.

As for her legs… she was in no state to resist or anything since she couldn’t even move them due to severe cramps.

“You, are you really going to do this?!”

Seeing tears well up in Elisha’s eyes, I shrugged.

“Me? What? I was just giving you a massage to help with the numbness in your legs. Seriously… what kind of master gives a massage to their slave when they’re in pain? Right, Carla?”

“That’s right! There’s no better master than you, Master!”

“Oh… specifically, what’s good about me?”

“You’re more handsome than most elves!”

“And?”

“You’re rich!”

“And?”

“You’re a magic genius!”

“Last one.”

“Um… ah! You’re well-endowed!”

“Good job!”

Smack!

As Carla and I high-fived with bright smiles, Elisha sighed deeply, giving us a bewildered look.

“Are you done playing around now? Let’s take a break and continue.”

“Huh? Are your legs still numb? It’ll go away soon, so just stay still.”

“…What? That wasn’t the end?”

“Of course not. Remember this well, Elisha. This only ends when I’m satisfied.”

Elisha’s face turned pale in an instant, but it was already too late.

Squish.

“Gasp!”

I had already grabbed Elisha’s thigh.

Elisha looked back and forth between me and my hand cautiously before opening her mouth.

“Yandel…? Ah, no? You were just trying to scare me, right?”

“I’m always serious, Elisha. There was never a time I wasn’t.”

“Do you really have to say such cool lines right now?!”

I’d always thought that the way Elisha says ‘you’ had a strange charm.

Maybe I just liked her voice?

With that thought, I squeezed her thigh a bit more.

“Yah!”

The outer part was soft and squishy, but a little further in, I could feel her solid muscles supporting it.

And the plump flesh that peeked out between my fingers.

It looked good and felt good… truly a premium thigh.

As I was enjoying the aftertaste of Elisha’s thigh, she wriggled her hips, trying to escape my grasp.

Not a chance.

I began to knead every nook and cranny with my fingers.

“Yah! Yandel, this is… ah!”

I pressed down hard with my fingertips, kneaded with my palm, and even ran my index finger down the inside of her thigh.

Though it seemed like a massage, in reality, I was just enjoying Elisha’s thigh as much as I wanted.

“Uh… uh… Are you even listening to me? I mean….”

In the meantime, Elisha seemed to have become a little more accustomed to it, and a sense of leisure began to mix in her voice.

“Yeah. Now that I’m done with your thigh, you want me to do the other parts too?”

“…Eh? Wait a minute!”

Elisha protested, yet I let it slip from one ear and pass through the other, gradually moving my hand down.

The plump flesh gradually thinned out, and the hard bone could be felt more than the soft elasticity when touched.

I felt her knee. Pressing here wouldn’t make much difference, right?

Actually, Elisha was sighing in relief.

…It was a little annoying.

So, I pressed the back of her knee strongly with my thumb.

“Haahhh!”

Elisha yelped as if she were a cat.

Only then did I nod my head in satisfaction and move my hand down.

The part connected behind the knee was, naturally, the calf.

Unlike her thigh, it lacked softness, but the firmness was much stronger. Maybe because it was significantly smaller than her thigh.

Squish squish.

When I grabbed it with one hand, it had a unique feeling that wrapped around me.

“Hnnnng….”

Of course, for Elisha, who was being touched, it would only be tingling.

Elisha was letting out suppressed moans. But there was one thing that was a bit disappointing.

“Hnnn… Hnnnnn!”

Instead of jumping up like before, she was grinding her teeth and glaring at this side.

It was like she was saying that she definitely wouldn’t show the reaction I wanted. Although she was flinching, she was not writhing around.

…I’ve been thinking like that, but Elisha’s reactions seem to be begging to be trained.

It was a typical reaction.

Even Carla, who has now become a simple puppy, had this delicious torment in the beginning.

Of course, the direction was a little different.

If Carla’s reactions of squealing and flipping over fueled my impulses, Elisha’s dignity in her current predicament was calling forth a sadistic desire in me to see how far she could endure it.

Yeah. Just like now.

Looking at the quiet Elisha, a desire began to surge up in me to torment her until she wailed.

But unfortunately, I had to stop at the calf.

Originally, when a leg is cramped, the extremities first become numb and have no sensation, and the thigh or calf part feels thrilling. But…

When the blood starts to circulate properly, the extremities become thrilling and incomparably intense.

Without touching her calf much, Ishe grabbed Elisha’s ankle.

“…Yandel?”

Sensing something ominous, she loosened her fierce expression and looked up at me with an anxious voice.

“You’re not going to… right?”

“I am.”

Squeeze.

“Ahhhhhh!”

When I pressed the center of her foot lightly with my thumb, Elisha violently flailed and screamed again.

Taking this as a signal, I ruthlessly kneaded Elisha’s foot.

Knead. Knead.

“Ah! Ahhh! Ahhhhhh!”

Elisha wriggled like a freshly caught fish.

But how much could she do, already restrained in her arms and legs?

She shook her head from side to side and twitched her body.

“Ahhh! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!”

Her neatly arranged hair became tangled, and her neat features were pitifully distorted.

Every time she squirmed, her heaving chest became more magnificent to watch.

Watching Elisha react vehemently to my every gesture, a thrill started to well up from deep within me.

“Why… Eek! Why are you doing such mean things to me, Yandel?! Eeek!”

“Why? Because I want to see you like this.”

“You, you’re too much… Aaaack!”

Pressing in between her toes, Elisha stopped speaking and wriggled her waist.

I wondered how many times I’d forcefully silenced Elisha by repeatedly pressing her feet.

Now, no matter how much I touch her, there’s no reaction from Elisha, who has completely loosened up.

Maybe it was because she had already struggled enough.

“Heut… Hangh…”

Saliva dripped from her lips, panting heavily, her limbs sprawled out without a twitch.

Her dress was disheveled to the point of revealing her flesh, her hair was a mess, and her vacant eyes had lost their focus.

It was as if she had gone through a great ordeal just from her legs being touched.

With a content smile rising from satisfaction, I climbed on top of Elisha.

It was as if my body was covering Elisha’s.

“Carla. It’s okay now. Let go.”

“Yes.”

As Carla obediently fell back, I grabbed Elisha’s chin, making her look at me.

Her eyes were still dull from exhaustion.

I admired her for a moment before suddenly planting a soft kiss on her moist lips.

Smack.

“Uuh…”

Elisha’s eyes widened as she tried to respond, but she was still too weak, and it only tickled her.

Elisha’s powerless tongue allowed mine, and she gently patted my shoulder.

Of course, even in the midst of that, her tongue clumsily moved to accept mine.

Only after thoroughly tasting every corner of her mouth with my tongue did I slowly lift my head.

“Phew… Yandel.”

“Yeah.”

“This kind of kiss is invalid. My mind is too hazy to feel anything.”

“Then we’ll just have to do it again next time.”

With a shrug, I proceeded to remove the rest of Elisha’s half-taken-off clothes.

It didn’t take long since her dress was already easy to take off due to its disarray.

Her breasts spilled to the sides due to gravity. Her waist curved softly, and her thighs, which I had thoroughly enjoyed biting, chewing, and savoring were exposed.

And her large, plump buttocks.

Her body was erotic and clearly distinguishable from that of another high elf, Iris.

“Are you going to do it now?”

Her voice was oddly lethargic.

The current Elisha gave off a decadent atmosphere, completely languid and exhausted.

Instead of answering, I grabbed Elisha’s legs and spread them to the sides.

“Uh.”

Her legs spread without much resistance, and in between them, Elisha’s pussy was surprisingly wet.

“What’s this? Why are you so wet?”