Solo Swordmaster

#790. I wish.

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Is it because of the feeling of being pierced by a heated iron skewer?

Or was it because the pleasure that spread all the way to my toes, swallowing even the pain of tearing my flesh, was too intense?

wings spread wide.

Tail upright.

to a hardened body.

The figure of her, who has stopped breathing and trembles with only pure white skin, is so beautiful that it reminds me of a butterfly that became a model while being stuck on a pin while alive.

But that’s for a while.

It was just a story before Limon moved.

back.

“Haagh…!”

his weight is on.

The heat that penetrates deeper.

She tilted her head back, feeling the pleasure that would tear her stomach apart beyond being pierced.

The nape of the neck was exposed in pure white.

A mournful moan like a scream.

body twitching.

Maybe it was because her pitiful figure, like a hind pierced by a harpoon, rather stimulated her lust.

Even while vividly feeling Charlotte’s condition, which seemed to take her breath away from the too intense stimulation, through her connected body.

Limon did not stop.

After stepping back slightly as if falling.

Instead, he used the recoil to pierce deeper and deeper into her.

puck!

“…!”

every time he moves.

A hard body colliding.

The explosive pleasure created by mixing the sticky heat inside the stomach dyes the vision white and burns even moaning.

“Yes, ha, black.”

she gasped.

scratching his forearm with his fingernails.

Squeeze the leg over his shoulder.

Crumpling the bed sheet with wings that should originally spread out in the sky.

The remaining leg and tail, which had been swaying on the bed, were eventually wrapped around his waist.

She clings to Limon herself and pulls him even deeper. Rather than the bride of the first night, she is a drowning person.

He seemed to be struggling to live somehow, choking on too much pleasure.

The drowned person tried to swim, but the only difference was that she gasped to indulge in deeper pleasure.

It doesn’t matter if you die like this.

Or rather, as if he wanted to die in pleasure.

Kwak.

“crane…!”

But Limon didn’t let her faint.

He unbuttoned her blouse and roughly squeezed her protruding skin, forcing her to breathe.

It didn’t even end there.

Squeak.

He kissed the white neck and ran his tongue through the soft skin, causing goose bumps all over his body.

I scratched the thin film that had been hanging on the bed with my fingernails to stiffen the wings again.

He gently touches the tail wrapped around his waist, then pulls it tight to add strength to his buttocks.

It bites the leg over the shoulder, rips the smooth stocking, and shakes the body from the calf to the ankle and toe.

“Yeah, haa, oh… oops!”

sometimes subtle.

sometimes without hesitation.

sometimes kindly.

sometimes playfully.

Every time he moved his hands and moved her hips, she had to bounce back, forcibly adjusting to pleasure.

Like a doll dancing at the puppet master’s fingertips.

Or like a deer bitten on the back of the neck by a wolf and twitching and spewing out its last breath.

round and round

“Huh…!”

Maybe it was because Charlotte looked uncomfortable lying on the bed because of her tail and wings.

Or is it because you feel inadequate?

A hand that turned her around as it remained connected.

Thanks to that, he made Charlotte, who was groaning with pleasure, lie face down on the bed.

Limon hugged her from behind, squeezing her slender tail with his firm stomach.

“Ah, haha.”

Is it because you put on weight?

The opening that dug deeper.

A firm hand gripping his chest.

And the feel of the strong muscles transmitted vividly through the skin of the wings and the teeth biting the nape of the neck.

in that intense stimulus.

Charlotte buried her head in the pillow.

An intense moan heats up the hospital room.

Fingernails scratching the bed sheets and tearing them apart.

A wriggling tail and slightly bouncing legs whenever he bumped into him.

Like a ship caught in a storm, Charlotte’s body, which had been constantly tossed about by the pleasure he gave her, suddenly stiffened.

The moment when those slender legs stiffly spread out contrary to the curled toes.

“…!”

The pleasure that exploded from the deepest part of her body burnt white in Charlotte’s head.

And…

….

….

time passed.

A blonde beauty stretched out on the bed with her head still buried in the pillow.

The languid look on her face gave off a strangely decadent beauty in harmony with the messy, torn stockings and waitress uniform.

Squeak.

So it must have been.

A warm feeling was transmitted to her drooping spine.

On the nape of the neck with clear teeth marks.

Between the softly folded wings.

At the waist that is thin enough to break.

at the base of the tail.

I felt his lips gently absorbing the pleasure left in my body as if I was digging through a bonfire that was left behind.

Charlotte said quietly.

“No matter how much you allowed yourself, it wasn’t enough even after insulting me like this.

“Well, isn’t that the same for the princess?”

“What did you mean?”

“Tell me honestly, Princess.”

fed up

laughing a little mischievously

Limon whispered in her ear.

“You mean this waitress outfit. Didn’t you change it on purpose because you praised me for looking good on you?”

“…Heh, you’re good at delusion.”

“Anything like that, but your body is honest?”

A slightly reddened nape.

And even fluttering wings and tail.

Even though everything is perfect, as a liar, Limon smiles at the poor bride.

Is that smile offended by planting?

Charlotte slightly raised her eyes.

And after a short silence, he lazily opened his mouth.

“Come to think of it, I don’t blame you.”

“huh?”

“It’s not like you and I are still not normal.”

Thanks to the resonance of the dragon psionic by mixing their bodies with each other, the symptoms of the main fire infancy improved.

But the level of urgent dissatisfaction.

Whether it’s to get out of the main fire.

Whether it was to complete the dragon’s blood.

They needed to continue to resonate the dragon psionic over time.

“Then you remain silent.”

“Are you sleeping?”

“It means you don’t have to overdo it with that messed up body.”

make a fuss

After pushing Limon away with his tail.

Charlotte got up from the bed.

And even though he had improved, he slightly twisted his lips as he looked at him who couldn’t even withstand the strength of his tail.

“It’s my turn this time.”

what’s your turn

What is this subtle sense of incongruity?

Charlotte got out of bed while Limon looked on with a puzzled look on her face.

And…

gradually.

I lowered myself.

low low low.

until both knees touch the floor.

“Wait, Princess!?”

Probably because it was so unexpected.

Frightened when he saw the proud Charlotte kneeling in front of him, Limon reflexively tried to get himself up.

But I couldn’t.

It wasn’t just because she was caught by Charlotte’s tail, which was wrapped around her waist.

The words that flowed from Charlotte’s lips were precisely because of one title.

“-Stay still, Master.”

Still a haughty face.

A languidly subdued voice.

But a little brazen and spiteful in it.

Limon’s eyes widened when he read something oddly familiar and strangely like her, completely different from the original Charlotte.

“you…?!”

“I told you, it’s my turn.”

“…!”

“If you were mean to someone like that, you must have been prepared to be mean, Master?”

Unconsciously, Limon understood.

Why was Charlotte able to create a new genre of sheep?

In the first place, she was always Charlotte, even if she fell for the syphilis, so this is just a hidden side of her rather than a dual personality.

But there was no time for him to organize his thoughts.

Charlotte bowed her head.

Directly towards the center of Limon.

“Dark dog, you… Hehe!”

With his snake-like tongue slipping, Limon

clenched his fist at the sensation of the dragon psionic that

had subsided a little

. The fact that he was slicing through the weapon that pierced his own

innocence a while ago

made him feel a thrill he had never felt before in his life

.

When

she finally stopped her tongue,

she opened her red lips and buried her head deep into his

body

.

What she

felt

was

not humiliation,

if I had to say

the

opposite . And the desire wriggling hotly in her mouth

,

which she couldn’t hide even if she tried to hide it, made her feel strangely satisfied. The desire for

dominance to harass the strongest sword master she couldn’t even

defeat. The trust she felt from his actions that gave her a vital point.

Even the sense of liberation from putting down her pride and defile herself. The

intense

emotion she was able to accept because she had lost everything through the coin initiation made her smile

strangely .

Exposing the skin protruding from between her skirt and blouse,

sitting on the bed and stroking the hair of the beautiful bride with her head buried between her legs, the

noblest princess and

the noblest sword master

conquered each other and indulged endlessly in the pleasure of being conquered. And

so, the pleasure reached its peak, and the moment Limon unknowingly grabbed her beautiful horn and pulled it in.

“ …!”

Limon and Charlotte hardened.

The heat bursting out.

At the same time, the explosive pleasure created by the resonance of each other’s dragon psionics stiffened even the two absolutes.

After a while.

She raised her head, which she had been burying until now, after Limon’s grip on her horn had weakened.

And gulp.

After wiggling the neck.

As if taking in all the breathing that had stopped until now, he took a deep breath and exhaled it.

She wiped her sticky wet lips.

“Really, Master is also a beast.”

Is it the satisfaction of finally feeding one room?

Or was it because he enjoyed seeing Limon with an indescribable expression?

Charlotte smiled languidly as she untied the tail that had been wrapped around Limon’s waist with a deep smile on her face.

“It’s fortunate though.”

“…Fortunate, what?”

“Me and you, at least you don’t have to stop treatment because of lack of stamina.”

“…”

Whether it’s the sword master, Limon.

As long as the dragon psionic is amplified through resonance, you can continue to remain in a dragon state.

Do you have a lot of stamina?

no matter how many days it takes

I wonder if it’s okay to finish treatment like this.

Limon, who had been silent while watching the lofty bride who spoke with a provocative smile, finally laughed.

Then he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her onto his lap, whispering in her ear.

“Be prepared. Now that you’ve gone this far, even if the princess begs you to stop, you won’t stop.”

Is it because of the dragon psionic?

Or maybe it’s because of that alluring body feel.

He felt his center, which had heated up again in an instant, pierce his thigh.

Charlotte replied with a bewitching smile.

“—I hope.”

Just like that…

the duel that wasn’t a duel between the dragon and the sword master’s pride started again.