Becoming the King of A New Filthy World

Chapter 290 290: Fetish! [R-18+]

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I crouched down on the floor, my legs spread wide, and plunged a finger into my dripping pussy, thrusting it in and out with fervent speed.

A low, guttural sound escaped my lips as I intensified my suction on the engorged glans before me.

Simultaneously, my right hand firmly grasped the base of the cock, stroking it with a practiced rhythm, while my left hand ventured between my own slick folds, coated in a sheen of love juice.

With an insatiable craving for my master's cock, my hips involuntarily jerked, a gentle tremor coursing through my body.

The overwhelming desire to be fucked consumed me, driving me to the brink of madness. In the depths of my masochistic yearning, I cried out in a wild frenzy, "Ah, ah!"

As if he could sense the depths of my primal desires, my master leaned back, withdrawing his throbbing cock from my mouth.

A mixture of frustration and longing surged within me, and I rubbed my cheek against the saliva-soaked cock in a desperate attempt to maintain my connection to his cum.

"Get down," he commanded, his voice laced with authority and a hint of sadistic delight.

"Yes," I responded with an eager urgency. The hunger within me burned fiercely, urging him to take me to the edge of pleasure and pain.

Without hesitation, I dropped to all fours on the floor, presenting my buttocks towards my master in a submissive display. Slowly, I swayed my waist in a seductive motion, an invitation for him to claim me.

"Crawl forward," his voice commanded, sending shivers of anticipation down my spine.

"Yes?" I questioned, momentarily puzzled by his directive.

"Crawl towards the door," he clarified, his voice dripping with a wicked intention.

"Yes, master," I acquiesced, my thoughts muddled with a mix of desire and uncertainty.

As I obediently crawled on all fours towards the door, my body quivering with anticipation, the owner closed in on me, his presence looming as I lay face down, vulnerable before the door. There was a mysterious air about him, an unspoken promise of intensity and arousal.

"Aryanna, you said you were going to make me burn brighter than ever before today, didn't you?" he teased, a glint of mischief dancing in his eyes.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I questioned, my mind racing to comprehend his cryptic words.

"I mean exactly that. I have plans to ignite a fire within you, you perverted slut bitch," he declared, his voice laced with a potent blend of dominance and anticipation.

"Master..." I murmured, a mix of excitement and curiosity swirling within me. Why was he suddenly so exhilarated?

As I raised my head, searching for answers in his gaze, a strange sensation washed over me. The owner's smile widened, and his eyes flickered towards the door, momentarily diverting my attention.

Confusion mingled with a hint of anxiety as I positioned my exposed buttocks towards the door, my gaze fixated on my master, awaiting his next command.

"Bitch, if you continue to sway your ass so obscenely, it's possible that the men lurking behind that door might become too aroused to resist the temptation," he taunted, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.

"Yes? What do you mean by that? What are you saying now...?" I stammered, caught off guard by his unexpected statement.

"Quite literally," he chuckled, his eyes darting towards the door once again. The enigmatic nature of his words left me bewildered, my heart racing with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.

"Master...?" A sudden, intrusive thought raced through my mind, causing my heart to thump wildly against my chest.

A sense of trepidation mingled with an overwhelming surge of excitement, as if a forbidden secret was about to be unveiled.

"There's someone behind the door!" I gasped, my eyes widening in alarm as I turned my head to face the slightly ajar entrance.

"Aryanna, isn't it thrilling to shed the facade of an elite female secretary and reveal your true, lascivious nature in the presence of other men?" my master mused, his voice laced with a hint of mischief.

"No way..." I uttered, my mind reeling at the implications of his words.

"Indeed. Now, you can unabashedly exhibit your wanton desires to these gentlemen," he declared, his voice dripping with anticipation.

With a mixture of anxiety and sweet anticipation, I watched as my master gradually pushed the door open, revealing the tantalizing possibilities that lay beyond. And in that fleeting moment, as the door swung wide open...

"Aaaah! I detest it! I despise it!" I shrieked, my head shaking frantically from side to side as my eyes fell upon the men standing just outside the door.

"Hahaha! Just as I expected, you're thrilled!" my master chuckled, his laughter resonating with a sense of satisfaction. "Aryanna, you truly are a depraved slut bitch."

The owner's cheerful laughter filled the air, as if he couldn't contain his delight at everything unfolding according to his whims.

In that instant, it all became clear to me. My master had long been aware of my insatiable craving for exhibitionism, my yearning to be seen and desired by others. Yet, as a submissive slave, I could never bring myself to voice such desires to my master.

And so, as a special gift on this momentous day of service, my master had orchestrated an opportunity to satiate the exhibitionistic desires of a perverted slut like myself. To indulge in the intoxicating pleasure derived from being observed by others.

"You're gazing... at my moist, glistening pussy... at my supple breasts... and at the most shamefully exposed entrance of my body," I thought, a mixture of embarrassment and exhilaration coursing through me.

The two men, who happened to be employees of the castle—a gardener and a cook—had shamelessly abandoned their respective duties, donning their work attire of overalls and a chef's white gown.

Their eyes, now bloodshot with desire, feasted upon every inch of my naked, unmasked form, leaving nothing to the imagination.

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