Foreigner’s Mistake - Book 9: Chapter 212: Demonic Dragon ~ 27

「Whoa!」

Isolde was a little flustered when she was suddenly lifted up in a princess’s carry.

Her heart beating fast when she saw Satoru’s slightly sweaty chest in front of her. She had often seen men half-naked in her life, but Satoru was so different from those she was familiar with, perhaps because he was a large man. The smell of a man’s body was so strong that it already sent a tingle through her feminine parts, and Isolde felt a small twinge of confusion.

Satoru returned to the bed with a squeak and carefully sat Isolde down, then hugged her from behind.

「Mmhh」

Just like that, Isolde moaned softly. Her heart is racing more than usual. He smells the scent of her neck, and she writhes, but she can’t escape from his firm embrace. She wonders if Satoru can hear the sound of her own heart.

「Ah……」

Her gown is quickly pulled off, revealing the chest area. Isolde’s breasts, the smallest of Satoru’s magical slaves, have a slight bulge with a large sunken nipple that is vaguely tinged with color. Her nipples were twitching, but not yet bigger.

Satoru’s hands stopped as he was removing her gown. It was caught at the elbow. Solor has told Isolde that Satoru is more aroused by intercourse with a partially clothed partner rather than by stripping them completely naked. Perhaps the halfway removal of this gown was intentional.

She couldn’t tear the gown that Solor had taken the trouble to sew for this occasion. It got caught in the middle of her arm, so she couldn’t move her arm much.

「It’s after a bath, so you sure don’t smell like sweat like before.」

「Kuhh, fuhh…… nnmhh, aah!」

Satoru sniffed Isolde with his nose on her neck. He said she smelled of sweat like before, and Isolde’s face turned red.

The first time Isolde and Satoru has intercourse was on the night of her training with Satoru. It was after she had sweated profusely. She know now that it is unthinkable that she would having sex with her Lord when she was covered in sweat. Isolde is aware that she has really been rude in many ways..

「Fuwahh!」

Satoru’s hands cover Isolde’s unreliable breasts. At the same time, a sensual tingle ran down Isolde’s spine as she was kissed on the nape of the neck.

「Nnaaahhhh…… nnhhh, kkuhih!」

The sensuality that has been developed over the past few days is quickly rising as he caresses her entire chest, using not only his ten fingers but also the belly of his palm to rotate it.

(Uwahh …… uwaaahh …… M-Milord is different ……)

Isolde was biting deeply at the difference between Satoru and Solor. The sensations that stirred in her head, the heat that lingered whenever she was touched in various places, the way her womb tingled ― he was driving her crazy in mind and body by orders of magnitude compared to Solor’s.

The excitement of being hugged from behind and having her breasts fondled. Fingers stroke around the nipples, and the nipples respond.

「Eepp! Ah, nnaahhh, ah」

Isolde writhed as Satoru’s tongue ran from her neck to her back while her breasts were being teased. It was of course the first time she had been licked in such a place. But the sensation running down her spine gradually became a comforting one.

(Fumu… …… her reaction is getting better and better…)

Satoru continued to caress Isolde, checking her reaction.

Her reactions were firmly that of a woman. Although it had only been three days, Liz and Solor’s training had definitely transformed Isolde’s body into a woman. The two of them sat down on the chairs beside the bed and watched Satoru and Isolde without looking at each other, taking care not to disturb their mingling. They, too, were curious about the results of their training.

Satoru pinched Isolde’s nipples hard, which had finally begun to stiff. The cries of pleasure that rise with a whimper show no sign of reluctance. Her voice is full of color and glamour. A sharp-looking woman is being pleasured by his hands ― His desire for dominance is aroused, and his penis reacts accordingly.

He lightly lifts Isolde’s body and sits her down on his crotch. It’s a back-sitting position (背面座位).

「……Ah!」

Isolde raised a small voice. She felt a certain stiffness in her crotch.

「Stick out your tongue」

Isolde did as she was told and stuck out her tongue. She was grabbed by the chin and her tongue was forcibly sucked from behind.

「Nn, chu, haa…… mmm, nnmhh!」

Her tongue is sucked, lightly bitten with the lips, and then entwined with the tongue, Isolde’s brain is gradually becoming hazy. Half-reflexively, she sucks herself onto Satoru’s tongue, and as she swallows the saliva that pours out, she feels a warmth in the pit of her stomach.

Isolde gently reached her hand down to Satoru’s crotch. Her gown is halfway off, making it hard to use her arms, but she has no problem just pulling them straight down. She touches the stiff rod in his pants and knows its heat through the fabric.

「Mmmm, mmm,….nnmh, mmhh, haa, haaa」

Isolde awkwardly runs her hand over her rod through the cloth as her breasts are teased while their tongues entwine with each other. Her face has already turned even redder than before, showing that she is completely aroused. The way she was breathing hard and passionately twirling her tongue was bewitching, and considering the three days before, it was a tremendous transformation.

Her lips, then her tongue, suddenly parted. The fact that Isolde is breathing hard and staring at Satoru with moist eyes makes Satoru’s heart beat faster. She seems to be deepening her arousal as she awkwardly fiddles with his penis through his pants with both hands.

「That thing you’re touching now, do you want to lick it?」

Isolde nodded her head, breathing hard with her tongue sticking out a little. Satoru was taken aback by this completely doggy-like gesture. He had never had a taste for mistreating women, but the offensive power of this gesture of Isolde’s was probably higher than any other attack he had ever seen.

「Eventually. Today ……, or rather, not now. If you can still stay awake after I come, I’ll let you lick me for cleaning, but right now I’d rather toy with you.」

「Kuhiih!」

Isolde jumped when he followed his devilish comment with a finger to her crotch. Isolde’s underpants are no longer used for underpants. The love juices that leaked out so persistently soaked her underpants and seeped into Satoru’s underpants.

「Nnnuaahhhh, t-there…… aahihhh!」

*squelch-squelch* Satoru puts his finger between her wet underwear and plays with her vaginal opening with his fingertips. The tremendous wetness is still there―Satoru, on the other hand, felt a small discomfort. Isolde must never have groomed any of the hair around her labia, but the feel of it on his fingertips was groomed.

「Ah! Wahh, uwaahhhh, that!」

Satoru lightly brushed his teeth against Isolde’s bare shoulder while pulling her vagina out with his right middle finger and rubbing her nipple with his left hand. With her nipples and the light biting now, it seems that Isolde is more disturbed if it hurts a little.

「Ahh, wahh, w-with just that. ……, Kuhh, uuuhhhhhhhh!!!!」

Satoru pinched and rubbed her nipples painfully, put his lips on her neck, and teased her so much that he almost put a hickey on her neck, and then her vagina, with his middle finger lightly inserted, tightened. He realizes that she seems to have come, and stops teasing her for a moment.

「Huff, huff, huff……, haa, afuhh……kuhh, …… nnggg!」

Isolde, who was breathing hard and basking in the afterglow of her climax, swallowed hard. The past three days of training have given her sexual pleasure ― the disgust she had felt when she first learned about it was gone.

Every time she climaxed, her skin peeled back and she felt more like a woman.

I am still a swordsman. It is just that the element of being a woman has been added to it. I am fully immersed in the pleasure of being loved by my beloved Milord.

「Did you come?」

「Y, yesh……m-my apologies…….it’s disgraceful of me, I climaxed all by myself, and I couldn’t stand it anymore.」

Isolde, her back completely against Satoru’s and looking debauched. Satoru gives her a small smile and pats her from her head to her bare shoulders.

「Nnhh, ah, aaaah… ……」

Just that alone is enough to make Isolde react greatly. The excitement of her climax still lingers and has not fully awakened.

The results of the training are clear. She is showing sexual reactions and is in full heat. Satoru must be surprised at how much she has changed in such a short period of three days. She must have been disciplined very strictly.

「Hmmm…」

Satoru pushed Isolde’s back against the bed, forcing her upper body down onto the bed. It was tempting to throw her entire body onto the bed, but Satoru’s eyes were on her secret place. It is embarrassing to expose this place―But if Milord wills it, I must obey.

「Hmmm… ……」

Isolde lifted her hips and thrust hard, breathing hard, without being ordered to do so. Satoru smiled wickedly and undid her underpants―today she is not wearing her usual loincloth, but the kind that ties both sides with a string. Her underpants, soaked with love juices, are undone, exposing the female lips, which emit a delightfully arousing odor in front of Satoru.

The labia minora protrude a little and are not in good shape. It is almost grotesque. The vaginal opening is now completely undone, and watery love juices are soaking the surrounding area.

「Did you take care of it a little?.」

Isolde writhed as he ran his fingers around her labia. Her gown was still halfway off, so she could only use her arms a little. That was also frustrating.

「A-As a woman, I should take good care of the places, that might be seen by the Milord, and arouse his excitement. Otherwise, it would be, immoral, and unbecoming.

Isolde finally replied, her breath still coming in ragged gasps. With that one word, Satoru could guess in what direction Liz had aroused Isolde’s sense of shame.

Courtesy.

Isolde is a noble swordsman. And swordsmen and knights take courtesy very seriously. A swordsman or knight who lacks courtesy is disgraced and despised. Liz must have taken advantage of this point. She said that it is shameful to be disrespectful to Satoru, who is also her lord.

I see, it would be effective.

「I like your mindset.」

「Thank you for your kind words. ……nnfhhh!」

Isolde made a lusty sound as she allowed a finger to enter her vagina. Although her love juices were as watery as ever, Satoru was surprised to find that the walls of her vagina were softer than he had imagined. The previously hard, rubbery vagina is now like a moistened sponge.

「Nnahhh, hiihh, kkuahh…..」

After three days of constant insertion of the bird’s intestines with round stones in them, she must have gotten used to it. Isolde continues to make sweet noises as his fingers relentlessly rub her vaginal walls.

Her gown is so short that her buttocks are fully exposed when she lies face down on her upper body and sticks out her lower body like this. Her buttocks are thin but at the same time thick and bony, which is not a bad thing.

「Let’s see. It looks like you’re already plenty wet. Let’s enjoy it.」

Turning only her face toward Satoru, Isolde nodded her head. Her face lit up in anticipation. Satoru, who was unintentionally thrilled, took off his pants, stood behind Isolde, took hold of the base of his penis, and aimed at her vagina.

「Nn……Ah, nnnhhiiaaahhhh!」

The tip of the cock made a sound as it penetrated the vaginal opening and was slowly but surely thrust to the very end, and Isolde realized that she had been lightly climaxed by that alone.

「Oh …… aaooohhhhh …… aaahhhhh ……」

She is shuddered by the aftermath of her climax. Satoru was not moving as he was thrusting to the deepest point. She had climaxed just by being inserted.

The difference from the round stone stuffing that she had been put in until she took a bath was even overwhelming.

It was hot.

The heat from the penis made her body burn from the inside out. The pleasure was like a burning sensation inside her head. Even though she had reached a climax, she still felt as if there was more inside her. The inside of her own body is tightening as if welcoming the foreign body that has invaded.

「Mi ……Milord」

But she can’t just keep drowning. This is an act not for herself, but for Satoru.

「Hm?」

「Is …… my vagina,…… a little better,……?」

「Oh. Much better than before. You’re getting used to it.」

「If so, that’s good. …… I want to have a body that will please M-Milord, even if only a little, bit.」

Haah, haaah, Satoru felt a tightening in his chest as Isolde said this while taking small gasps for breath.

Isolde’s vagina has clearly changed. The painful tightness of her vagina has not changed, but the walls themselves have changed. After three days of training, she must have finally become a woman who can accept a man.

「……You’re a cute little thing, aren’t you? It’s time to move.」

「Hah …… uwahhh! Eekk, kuhh, nnmh, nnnmhh! Ngggghhhh!」

Satoru gripped her thin buttocks and started pistoning his hips. With each pull and each thrust, Isolde let out an animalistic moan. As before, there was no modesty in her moaning, but she still seemed to have more sex appeal than before.

「Aaohh! Nnnnghhh! Ah, nghiii!」

The roughness of the upper wall of Isolde’s vagina, a characteristic of her vagina, is difficult to enjoy in the doggy position, but there is certainly a definite feeling on the underside of the rod. Satoru’s pistoning was long so that he could enjoy the roughness. Isolde receives Satoru’s pistoning with her upper body lying on the bed and only her hips sticking out.

(L-like a beast. ……)

Isolde was thinking about her posture while being tossed around by the dense sensuality that attacked her with each repeated pistoning.

She is a beast, and she is being violated by her Lord. The immoral sensation that sent shivers down her spine was irresistibly pleasurable.

「How do you, feel!?」

「Ohhhh! I-It feels too goooood! Crazy, I’m become crazyyyyy!」

「Keep on going crazy!」

「NNnhiiaahhh! Aaaaah! Nngyuu, guihhhh! Aahihhhhh!!」

Smack-smack-smack, The sound of skin colliding with skin echoed.

With each thrust, Isolde’s mind goes blank, her senses gradually fade to nothing, and she can’t think about anything. Her body was certainly responding. Every time the thick glans rubbed the walls of her vagina, she felt an unbelievable sensation.

「Uooahhh! It’s, intense, nnfuhh! Aahhh! Ahnn! Uhhhhhh!」

She tells that being covered and having her nipples tweaked is also pleasant, as is the tingling sensation that runs from her nipples. The movement changes from one that allows her to enjoy the length of the object to one that is shallow and rubs against the wall, and a different kind of sensuality drives Isolde crazy.

「Ohhhh! Rub, rub thereee! Ueehhh! I can’t, endure it, kkuhhh!」

Isolde remembered this feeling of becoming nothing. As she struck the sword, her senses gradually sharpened and her body responded without thinking. It was the same feeling she sometimes had when she was single-mindedly driving a wooden sword into a standing tree, a feeling of nothingness as if she were melting into the air.

Yes, that’s it, it’s close to that―

「Ughhhhhh! N-No moreee! NNmmaahhhh!!」

Her efforts to hold back were not enough, and Isolde’s sensuality was pushed to the brink, and she easily climaxed.

At that moment, something burst in her head. A blank scene flashed through her mind. Nothingness, a floating sensation as if floating in a sea of peace.

A strange sensation as if her whole body is washed with something cool and refreshing.

「Hi-haahh, haaa-haaa-haaa, gasp, fuhh, haa!」

Satoru looked at Isolde’s limbs, which were clearly caught up in excessive excitement and on the verge of hyperventilating, and pulled out his penis. He glanced at Liz and Solor ― Solor’s expression was as blank as ever, but he could tell that she was frustrated.

Solor is probably angry because Isolde’s climaxed selfishly without Satoru’s permission. Liz seems to be concerned about that, too.

However, Satoru thinks this is fine. Isolde had zero sexual experience. The fact that she has become so bewitching and so open to pleasure is a big step forward.

「Ugh, ah……fuhh, hah……, ah, I, am, sorry……I’m cumming alone, again…..」

「No. That’s fine for now. You were not used to it. I won’t blame you for that.」

Regardless of what Solor and Liz may think, Satoru thinks that, and that’s fine.

Satoru told her so with a composed smile and sat down on the bed. He folded his arms behind his head and looked at Isolde, who was staggering up.

「But I haven’t come yet. We both have to come. Now you make me cum.」

「Haa……」

Lying arrogantly on his back on the bed, Satoru’s penis is still towering. It is coated with Isolde’s love juice, and in places, it is cloudy white ― due to Isolde’s so-called “serious juice”.

Isolde, sensing what Satoru was demanding, crawled toward Satoru, moving unsteadily and unreliably, but with her half-removed gown still in place.

Satoru dared not give her any instructions. Isolde managed to slip onto Satoru’s body, and with a shaking body, she managed to straddle Satoru’s body.

「Haah, haaah ……」

Since his penis had been in her vagina a while ago, she kind of knew where and how to put it in. Isolde lowered her right hand, grasped the penis, and angled it, then scolded herself and sat down at once.

「Mmmmmmmm, nghhhh!」

The shock of insertion sent a tingle down her spine. But it was not the end. She wriggled his hips and explored a posture that would allow her to move easily with her hands down. To be honest, her legs and back are not strong enough for the greatest pleasure, but she still must please her Lord.

Satoru crosses his hands behind his head and fixes Isolde with a spare glance. Isolde felt her spine bubble up again at that look.

「T-then …… uuhh, uahhh ……」

Finally, her hips were in place, and Isolde was ready, and she began to use her hips slowly.

Since she started traveling with Satoru, Isolde has seen Satoru and the other magical slaves in action several times. But, as it happens, she has never seen this frontal cowgirl position. The closest she has seen is when Solor was first fucked in the butt hole, during the night camp at Haivan’s checkpoint. But at that time, she was on her back, and Satoru was the one who fucked her, so she hasn’t seen her use her hips much.

Therefore, she did not know how to use her hips. She was bewitchingly using her hips as she felt.

「Oh ……, you’re quite good with your hips. That’s good Isolde」

「Th-Thank you, for, your words! Nnhh, kuuh, nnoohh…..」

Isolde turns her hips to rub against the vaginal wall while thrusting at the very back. She is almost swept away by the tremendous pleasure that surges through her every time the cock strokes the walls of her vagina.

Don’t be swept away ― Isolde grits her teeth hard and thinks frantically in her foggy head.

How can I make Milord cum? How can I make him feel good? That is all she can think about.

「L-Like this………Nnhiaah! Aah! I-It’s so deep!」

In addition to the rotating movement, Isolde’s naked body bounced spectacularly with the vertical movement. Her gown, which was taken off halfway, is obscene. Her small breasts are exposed, her whole body is on fire, and she is a little teary-eyed, but the way she moves her hips teasingly to make her Lord feel good is the very essence of a lewd woman.

「Ah, good, that’s good movement」

Satoru is consciously calling out to her more than usual. Isolde is a novice at sex. She doesn’t really know how to move, so it is necessary to give her proper instructions on what is good and bad.

Suddenly, moonlight poured in through the lighted window. The moonlight coming in at an angle brings Isolde’s naked body to life.

「It’s beautiful」

Isolde reacted strongly to Satoru’s voice, biting her lower lip and looking at Satoru’s face somewhat reproachfully.

「Oh, no, that’s not true.」

Isolde thinks that her own beauty is nothing more than a speck. The quality of the other women in the room was just too high. But then she felt Liz’s stern gaze on her, and Isolde shrank back.

「Ugh……」

The words that Liz had said to Isolde when she asked for advice in the town of Deligrande came back to Isolde’s mind.

『Onii-san thought Isolde-san was beautiful, so, you know, you made his p-penis bigger, and he could hold you, right? It’s not good to deny Onii-san’s thoughts.』

Satoru complimented Isolde on her body, such a flimsy, muscle-covered body, as being beautiful. It is unbelievable, but it is not a good idea not to believe Satoru’s words now. A swordsman who cannot believe her Lord’s words is a shameful thing for a swordsman.

Satoru smiles thinly and calls out to Isolde, who is growing more puzzled.

「There are many kinds of beauty. You, too, have a beauty that is unique to you.」

When Isolde wields her sword, the rest of her body is like a painting. The beauty of the slender, wiry beauty using the sword so sharply is the best of all Satoru’s magic slaves.

Such a woman is devoted to me as a woman.

How could I not be happy? How could I not be excited?

「At least, I’m excited.」

Smiling, Satoru thrust his hips up a little. Isolde’s aghast voice ― it’s true that even now, Satoru’s penis still boasts a strong and rigid body.

「Ah……Thank you, I’m happy……」

Although puzzled, Isolde was now happy. Her Lord had praised her. That made her happy. She was praised for something she did not have confidence in. It was truly the ultimate in happiness.

「Come on, if you stop, you’ll never be able to make me cum, you know?」

「Oh …… m-my apologies ……」

Isolde complies with Satoru’s request and begins to move her hips again. Her whole body is on fire, but she has no strength, and it is hard to move her body, but deep down, someone is screaming for more, more. Subconsciously, she begins to move in ways that make him feel better.

「Ughhh, hi, ku, nkku, ah!」

Isolde’s naked body is covered with scars, probably due to the heat of the fire. They are scars that she must have received during her training. Even though they are healed on the surface, the scars appear when the body is on fire.

However, Satoru cannot believe that the scars are unclean. He even thinks that it is the same as the one engraved on the back of her left hand as a mark of the magical slave, which is indispensable for Isolde to take the form of Isolde. He gently stroke the scar that appears under her right breast.

「Uhyaah! Touch, with just touch! This, this is, I-I’m going crazy!!」

Isolde’s use of her hips is intense and glamorous. Her body is as soft as Rico’s. As if to expose her naked body that has been praised, Isolde turns her upper body away a little and thrusts her hips out, and the intense sounds from the joints make her moan with sensuality as if she has been reborn as a woman.

「You’re really giving off a sexy vibe, aren’t you?」

Satoru murmured as he stroked the scars that appeared on Isolde’s panting skin. Her vagina, which used to be like hard rubber, has turned into an organ that accepts a man. The pressure is still as tight as ever, and the roughness lurking in the upper part of the vagina gives him comfort.

「Ah, haah…..fuhh, th-thanks to you, Milord」

In the bitterness of sensuality, Isolde still smiled a small smile at Satoru. The smile was irresistible, and while it made Satoru happy, it also made him feel pain. On the one hand, he felt an irrepressible love for the woman who had done so much for him and was trying to change, and on the other hand, he felt guilty for having turned this virtuous swordsman into such a lewd woman.

What should he do? How should he treat this woman who had devoted herself to him?

Even after all this time, Satoru is still perplexed.

On the other hand, he is prepared for this. He knows that there is no turning back now.

「Aaahhh! Its, too amazing! This is, this is, aaaahhhh!」

Isolde continues her bewitching dance to make Satoru feel good. The joints are coated with the love juice that Isolde has leaked, and the sound of violent water is gushing out. She is exposed to the pressure of Satoru’s natural 【Lust】 and has probably climaxed many times. She is proud of her physical strength, but it is obvious to Satoru that she is nearing her limit.

「Uwahh, uwaahhh, breaking, I’m breaking! Ahiiiii! Uunkyaaa!!」

But even so, Isolde does not stop moving her hips. Satoru has not yet ejaculated. So Isolde endures hard and continues to dance. Like a certain dancer who died dancing in front of the king a long time ago, Isolde continues to dance, ready to die.

Isolde’s efforts are about to come to fruition.

「Oh …… I’m gonna cum」

「Let it out, let it out! In me, inside meee!! Uuaaahhhhh!!」

Isolde’s back, which had been slightly arched, arched backward. Instantly, the rough vaginal walls rubbed Satoru’s penis, and the overwhelming tightness came at the same time, causing Satoru to follow his own desire to ejaculate.

「I’m going to cum, ughh!」

「Ooahhh! Uwahh, uwaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!! Aggahhhhhhh!!!!」

The moment the hot gusher was released into her vagina, Isolde’s body jumped up and down with a twitch. She could feel the man’s rod spewing semen inside her vagina. Her body trembled unintentionally.

「Arghh…… haaa …………」

She felt the firm grip on her waist and every last drop being poured into her. Her mind was blank ― pleasantly clear.

Isolde was so exhausted that she couldn’t take it anymore and dropped her upper body between Satoru’s legs with a thud.

「Nnahh!」

Satoru’s penis slips out of her vagina with too much force, and at the same time, a mixture of love juice and semen leaks and splashes from her vagina.

「! Hhaaah, haaah, haaah…..haa, fuhh」

However, she just couldn’t get any strength. She knows that drool is dripping from the corners of her mouth, but she can’t even muster the strength to wipe it away.

But there was one reason why she was still able to maintain her consciousness. She was told that if she could stay awake after Satoru came, she could lick his penis.

「Haaah, haaah, M-Milord, ……」

Isolde looks at Satoru with rough breathing and moist eyes. She looks a little pampered, and the sex appeal there is certain. Satoru, who was half-awake, remembered what he had said.

「Do you want to lick it that badly?」

Isolde nodded her head. In fact, she had learned from Solor how to give a blow job as a basic service. Liz predicted that Isolde would probably test the spirit of service and learned some of her skills, but her prediction was wrong and she was unable to make use of the skills she had acquired. So, Isolde is willing to give it a try.

Satoru compared the slightly shriveled penis with Isolde’s condition, and then slunk to his knees and walked over to her. He decided that Isolde would not be able to move on her own, considering her condition.

「Okay, then, just stay where you are. Open your mouth.」

Isolde’s whole body trembled, but she did as she was told and opened her mouth. Satoru, who had come up to Isolde, straddled her face and placed his semi-erect rod in her mouth.

The overwhelming smell of sperm stimulated Isolde’s nostrils. She was not ready to breathe yet, but since her mouth was blocked, she had no choice but to breathe through her nose. With each huffing and puffing breath, a fresh smell that she had never smelled before began to stir in her head.

(This ……This is the juice that Milord let it out …….)

Isolde pursed her lips, careful not to hit her teeth. The rigid and strong penis is now mysteriously soft, and she wonders a little, but her small doubts are quickly drowned out. The situation of being straddled by a man and helplessly forced into her mouth is intoxicating to Isolde’s brain. The immoral feeling of being forced to obey makes her tingle.

「Use your whole tongue to scrape it off.」

Satoru, impatient with Isolde, who has not moved since her lips were pursed after taking a bite of the cock, said to her. Isolde, who was intoxicated by the overwhelming smell and situation, was a little flustered by his voice and twirled her tongue around the glans.

「Mmmm…」

The moment she put the tip of her tongue on the pole with a little force, a drop of liquid leaked from the tip. It was a small amount of semen that remained inside the rod. Isolde licked it off with her tongue―Isolde’s eyebrows furrowed as hard as she could at the peculiar bitter taste. It was not tasty at all. But she was forced to lick it halfway. There was no way to escape.

「Nnnn!?」

Isolde was surprised, even though her brain was in a haze, to find that the slightly strange softness of his penis gradually regained its hardness under the caresses of her tongue. She licked the rod of the penis, which gradually regained its hardness in her mouth, as if she was scraping it off, and swallowed the dripping fluid one after another. It felt as if it was getting hotter and hotter from within the organ.

―Ah, that’s the one.

Isolde remembered the feeling she had when she first drank the water with Satoru’s magic power in it. The shock of that time, when her whole body became burning hot, is something she will never forget.

「Bwah!」

Chupon, The penis was pulled out of her mouth, and Isolde rightly drained of spirit, threw her whole body on her back. *slosh* A sound was made and a mixture of love juice and semen leaked from the vagina, but there was nothing more that could be done.

Satoru gently stroked Isolde’s head, who was breathing heavily and looking at the ceiling with a dazed face. Her eyes seem to be open, but there is no response. It must have been the result of the wholehearted effort of the two of them. With a small smile on his face, Satoru removed his body from Isolde’s face, which he was straddling, and sat down beside her.

Suddenly, Satoru felt Liz and Solor’s unmoved gaze on him, and he glanced at them. Liz looked at Satoru with a small smile on her anxious face, and Satoru shrugged his shoulders and said lightly,

「…… she passes 」

Solor and Liz are truly relieved. Liz had not been told what the penalty would be if she had failed, but it was still a very big deal whether her Lord was satisfied or not.

On the other hand, Liz had an indescribable feeling for the female swordsman who was lying on the ground, emitting more sex appeal than ever before.

It should have been a joyful thing that Satoru had accepted the sharp and wily swordsman as a woman as well. However, Liz was aware that there was a part of her that had a hard time accepting this fact in a corner of her mind.

And that it was probably what is called jealousy.

After glancing at Liz, who had a complicated expression on her face, Solor looked up and turned to Satoru.

「Master.」

「Hm?」

「Could you please give Liz-sama a reward? Isolde-sama can’t do it again today, can she?」

Realizing what Solor was trying to say, Satoru also showed a subtle expression. Liz was surprised and panicked.

「Eh…..B-but」

Liz only gave direction and instruction. Solor is the one who actually trained Isolde to this point. If there is a reward for this, she feels that it should be directed to Solor, not to her.

Solor is as gives her credit as ever.

I see―Satoru recognizes a definite emotion in that seriousness, and after glancing at his penis, which is shrinking again, he says,

「I’ve wondered about this for a long time. Is sex with me a reward?」

「That’s for sure!」

Liz said strongly and clearly. After saying this, she must have realized that she had said something embarrassing. She was panicking.

Satoru smiled at Liz.

「Then come on, Solor, I’ll pour for both of you.」

For a moment, Solor looked puzzled and did not give an immediate answer.

Rebelling against Satoru’s order is basically unacceptable. However, considering Liz’s feelings, Solor glanced at Liz.

Liz noticed Solor’s glance and gave a small shake of her head before smiling back at her.

This girl is intelligent and strong.

Solor, who had felt the strength of Liz for the past three days during the training of Isolde while consulting with her, was impressed by the girl’s attitude and smiled at Satoru with a beaming smile.

「Thank you. It’s my pleasure.」