Inside the Cave of Obscenity-Vol 1 Chapter 3: Adventurer 2

A place where until now the only sounds were the dripping of water from the ceiling and the vengeful voices of the spirits of those who had died in the cave.

A place that was dark, murky, and distorted.

In that place, there was the sound of watery flesh and a high-pitched woman's voice.

At the far end of the cave, where no light can reach, a part of the ceiling had collapsed, allowing a small amount of sunlight to shine through.

It was much deeper than the place where the Black Ooze was born, inside the abandoned Mithril Mine.

There, a human woman was lying down and resting.

No, she wasn't resting. Her arms and legs gave out helplessly, and only her waist was sticking up into the sky as if responding to the stimulation.

She was only wearing a black undergarment on her upper body, and her lower body was exposed, with only her boots on her feet.

Her eyes, which used to show the strength of the woman's will, were now muddy with depravity, and the corners of her eyebrows were drooping.

Her mouth, which used to spat words of disgust and rejection at the slime, was reduced to an organ for moaning and conveying pleasure.

Her bountiful breasts, was once hidden by the robe, swayed violently through the black undergarment, and her nipples, grown to the size like the tip of her little finger, made their existence known.

There was nothing to cover her lower body, and it was thrust out into the cave's darkness as though to expose the woman's genital.

A robe and thick pants, shredded beside her, testify to the intensity of the assault.

Something was covering the lower part of her body.

A black liquid that looked like a distortion―― Black Ooze.

The female mage... the one who was violating Frederica and droving her mind into a corner.

"Ohh, aah―― ahh!"

Her body was paralyzed with paralytic poison so that she could not escape.

But that may not be necessary anymore.

It's been three days since It brought Frederica to this cave, but she had not shown any signs of running away.

Maybe she thought she could not escape. Maybe her will to escape had broken, or maybe she was just waiting for the right moment.

The slime didn't know, but what it had to do was the same.

Violate this woman.

It was a thought that no monster had ever had before. The twisted mind of this monster could be said to be imprinted in its instincts.

It gouged out her vagina, poked the entrance of her womb, and even dominated the inside of her womb when she climaxed.

Her vaginal juices overflowed, and a muddied white juice leaked out after several minutes of being violated.

In the past three days, Frederica's mind was driven to its final line and her body changed into an obedient female sow.

Her mouth, which had been begging for forgiveness, now taught the slime even her weak points.

The entrance of her womb, her clitoris, her nipples, her armpits. Her anus, which she would not normally use for sex, liked to be penetrated shallowly and rapidly.

If she kept being violated in this cave, she would end up as a mere beast that forgot how to speak and just wanted to cum.

"T-there―― There, hardeeer..."

While sticking out herself to the abominable monster. Frederica "begged" the slime.

She wouldn’t be spared, she wouldn't be released, nor she wouldn't be able to defeat it… so she begged to be violated.

If someone who knew Frederica saw her. They would not be able to believe it.

A beautiful, full of confidence, and talented mage woman.

That Frederica did not exist here.

She was a woman who opened her legs towards a monster, begs to be violated, and exposed her beautiful body that would turn the eyes of men with lust.

That was Frederica in this abandoned mine.

"Harder, harder, harder... Hardeeer"

There was no strength in her words.

She just kept voicing her bodily desires.

The slime obeyed the voice and rammed its tentacles into the woman's deepest part, hard and fast.

It pierced her flesh, slaps the entrance of her womb, kneads her breasts, and rubs her nipples forcefully that they almost catch fire.

Despite painfully violated, Only the pleasure was engraved on the woman's face.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and her nose dripped with mucus.

The face of a helpless sow. Not even a prostitute would show a face like this.

"I, I―― I'm c-cumiiing..."

With a muffled voice, the woman's body convulsed strongly.

Both her words and her body told of her climax.

The woman's face, which was once dignified, was unsightly distorted, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she fainted.

At the same time, there was a change in the slime.

At first, it didn't understand, but when It made the woman climax like this, the mana of the female mage flowed into the slime.

It absorbed three men, probably the younger one had a talent for magic.

It was a strange sensation, like a warm life force.

The slime didn't quite understand it, but mana was a kind of life force produced by the body.

That answer was wrong. In reality, a mage was an existence that was able to store mana that overflowed from the natural world in its body.

But certainly, the slime was getting mana from Frederica that it had not from absorbing beasts or men before.

If it absorbed Frederica, it would be able to use magic, but the slime had no intention of doing so.

Women were to be violated. To be impregnated.

That was what this slime, this mutant black ooze, was going to do.

It restrained Frederica's body, who had fainted, to the ground with shackles made from its flesh.

In the middle of the light shining from the collapsed ceiling of the abandoned mine, a beautiful woman with her body bound by black fetters.

The only thing she was wearing was a black undershirt that hid her ample breasts and leather boots, an outfit that was sure to stimulate a man's libido.

Then, a tentacle as thick as a rope was pushed into her mouth that was opened ungracefully.

"Oh, ugu!"

It ignored her muffled scream and pushed its tentacle through her throat and reached her stomach.

The tentacle poured directly into her stomach were digested food made from wild plants that were not harmful to animals or humans

The slime understood that people would easily die if they didn't take nourishment.

It was probably best for Frederica herself to eat a meal, but there was a risk of her escaping, so it did like this.

Besides, it didn't believe that a woman so mad with pleasure would prepare her meals.

The woman's hips were wiggling in a circular motion as though she was getting pleasure from this "meal" as well.

The woman's hips wiggled in circles as though she was taking pleasure in this "meal" as well.

"...Haa, uu, nn"

Her hips shook lightly. This was all it took for her to reach a soft orgasm.

What would the former Frederica think of herself, who had been changed into a body that even felt pleasure while she was unconscious?

The mage Frederica used to be noble and powerful, full of pride and will.

Now she had a body more sensitive than a prostitute and a sexual desire like a wild beast.

This beauty and her obscene body. If she were to sell her body to a slave trader, she would probably fetch a good amount of money.

A knowledge that had nothing to do with the slime who doesn't even have a human body.

Frederica, though unconscious, had a joyful expression on her face and shook her hips as though seeking stimulation... as though inviting a male penis.

The slime pierced her vagina with its tentacles as the woman's body demanded.

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After violating Frederica, there was a change in the area of the slime's knowledge.

Not only did it know about the village at the foot of the mountain, but it also learned of the existence of the road beyond it.

Or perhaps it should be said that it knew about it, but until now it did not act on the roads because it didn't want to risk being discovered by humans.

But now it was attacking the beasts on the side of the road. It had killed an active adventurer in a twisted way, so it was using its knowledge to its advantage.

The wagons that go to and from the countryside never stray far from the road. Because of their fear of wild beasts and bandits.

So the slime stayed far away from the road, quietly catching and absorbing the beasts.

Of course, it stayed in the abandoned mine when the sun was still high, but when the sun goes down and night fell, it goes out near the road to attack the beasts.

Since it ate all the beasts in the mountains out of instinct, there was no food for the slime. That meant that there was no food for Frederica either.

It could have attacked the livestock in the village at the foot of the mountain, but there was a limit to what it could do.

It won't die without food, but even slimes have appetite and hunger.

Besides, it needed to make sure that Frederica gets not only wild plants but also meat. Humans were creatures that eat both meat and vegetables. If one of them was missing, she might get sick.

For the Black Ooze, the purpose of a woman was by giving birth, it would definitely keep Frederica alive.

During the day, it violated Frederica, and at night, it attacked the beasts on the side of the road.

That was the life of the current Black Ooze.

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A few days later. Ten days after Frederica's group went missing.

A commission was posted on the adventurer guild's bulletin board in the Royal Capital.

The guild in the Royal Capital was overflowing with various work, which was not unusual.

However, the commission was the problem.

Two days after Frederica's disappearance, a few old men from the village at the foot of the mountain searched the mountain with the abandoned mine.

They were terrified, but when an adventurer goes missing, it's already the job of the Knights Order or the Mage Corps.

The old men searched the mountain to get at least a piece of evidence, and what they found was a large mage's staff and the luggage of Frederica and the others.

The Black Ooze could dissolve meat, plants, and trees, but it took time to dissolve things like clothes, leather armor, and cloth, so it threw them out after absorbing the men.

The old men found it and brought it to the guild in the Royal Capital.

It's a case of adventurers disappearing, and even if the village doesn't offer a reward, the government would, depending on the content.

This time, Frederica, a mage who was one of the youngest and most talented members of the guild, had gone missing, leaving behind her staff.

Staff was proof of identity for a mage. No matter what the reason, no mage would leave their staff behind and disappear.

Something had happened to Frederica and the others. That's what everyone in the adventurer's guild was thinking.

"What will you do?"

"Nah..."

But that doesn't mean everyone would jump on board with it.

The rewards were only moderate, and even more so if their life would be at risk.

Importantly, their life comes first. It's meaningless if they die.

Frederica was famous among the younger members of the guild and recognized as a skilled mage.

With that in mind, everyone avoided the commission.

She let her guard down and made a mistake due to the darkness of the night, choosing the wrong magic to kill it.

But there was no way that anyone who wasn't involved in the incident could have known that.

A few days have passed since the commission for the investigation of the Mithril Mine was posted.

Everyone turned their eyes from it, and as time went by, the commission was no longer looked at and slowly became the only one in its area on the bulletin board.

A small hand grasped the commission form.

"...this commission."

A small voice, almost drowned out by the guild's liveliness.

A girl with a disproportionately large staff on her small back had to stretch to take the commission form on the bulletin board.

Her long, beautiful, translucent silver hair was tied up in a side-tail on her left side, and her somewhat sleepy eyes read the commission form.

Her brown eyes move from side to side as she read the words.

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"Satia, are you going to accept that commission?"

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One of the men from the guild stops in front of the bulletin board and called out to the girl reading the commission form.

Satia. She doesn't have a family name, a former slave girl.

She had a talent for magic but was bought as a slave and worked as an adventurer, following her adventurer master.

Her somewhat doll-like appearance gave others the impression that she was adorable rather than beautiful, given her short stature.

She had a well-groomed appearance and was much shorter than most women her age. Although she had reached adulthood this year, her body was not as full of curves as her height would suggest.

Nevertheless, the mage's staff was disproportionately large for her to hold. This gave the adorable mage a sense of charm.

She wore thick black robes like a nun, and on her back was a staff that was larger than she was.

The small girl looked up at the man who had called out to her with sleepy eyes.

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"...Yes."

"But, that one’s about Frederica goin’ missin’ yeah? Isn't it too much for you guys to handle, is it?"

"...I see. I'll discuss it with my master"

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For Satia, she was just told by her master to look for a commission.

It was the first commission that came to her attention because it paid well, but she heeded the advice of the man.

Perhaps it was because she had been treated as a slave, but she was not very good with men.

She knew that she was saying these words with good intentions, but she could not help but keep her distance.

As a result, she replied with an unsociable tone and looked away without saying a word of thanks.

She was adored by everyone in the guild because of her doll-like appearance, but she herself didn't like her lack of words very much.

She looked through a few more commissions, but all that remained were things like gathering herbs and sweeping the back alleys.

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"...Well then."

"Ou, If you need some help, come talk to us."

"...Yes."

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As she thought, she responded with just a few words.

She knew in her heart that she should say thank you, but she didn't.

Well, the man smiled at Satia's cute voice and returned to his friends without worrying about it.

In the corner of the bustling adventurer's guild, there was a young man about 20 years old.

He was Alfred Will, Satia's master.

He was a handsome young man with blond hair, blue eyes, and a friendly smile on his face.

Satia presents the commission form on the desk where her master sat.

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"This is the only one with a good... reward."

"I see. Thank you, Satia."

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Alfredo said and read the commission form submitted by Satia.

Satia stared at his profile.

In a lively guild, only that place felt extremely quiet.

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"...It seems that Frederica was missing."

"Yes, looks like it."

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Satia herself had not been acquainted with Frederica, but Alfred had gone several commissions with her.

A bright, friendly, confident, and beautiful female mage.

That was the image of Frederica that Alfred had in his mind.

Not so much a friend, but not a total stranger either. The commission came to him that she was missing. To Alfred, it felt like fate.

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"The reward is good, so why not take it?"

"...Yes."

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If a master decided, the slaves would not object to it.

She did not know what kind of person this Frederica woman was, but when it came to a commission, she would protect her master.

That unshakable determination would be the core of the mage named Satia.

As the young man stood up, Satia looked up at Alfred.

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"It's dangerous for just two people, so I'd like to hire some people."

"...Is that so?"

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From Satia's point of view, Alfred's sword and magical skills were quite good.

Probably in the same age group, it could be ranked high in Fonteau.

However, this young man was not careless or proud. He carried out commissions with the best possible result and with the least amount of danger.

In Satia's mind, Alfred, her master, was the "hero" who saved her from hell.

She was bought as a slave, but he was never used as a "woman".

Satia doesn't know if Alfred had a woman in his life, or if there were other reasons.

It had been almost two years since they had met. Alfred treated Satia like a sister, as a daughter.

But for Satia, who knew what it was like to be a slave, Alfred was too kind.

She may be a woman with few emotions and few words, but inside she was a woman of her age.

If someone was kind to her, she would feel affection for him. The fact that she was saved nurtured her feelings more and that was inconsistent with her position as a slave.

The difference in status between a master and slave made her heart tighten.

Alfred had gone to tell the guild leader that he would accept the commission while Satia followed him, her silver hair swaying.

Her eyes were as sleepy as ever, but her eyes were firmly watching her master.

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After a few days of riding in a horse-drawn carriage, Alfred and his companions arrived at the village stated from the commission form.

A dozen of houses and a large grassland. It was a picture-perfect country village.

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"Welcome, thank you for coming."

"Are you the village chief?"

"Yes."

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As a representative, Alfred responded to the old man who approached him.

Besides Alfred and Satia, there were also three hired male adventurers.

They were trustworthy people and have completed many commissions together with the two in the past.

These three men were also acquainted with Frederica. That was why they accepted this commission.

If Frederica's group were involved in some kind of accident and Frederica was safe, they might be treated well by the beautiful mage for saving her.

It could also be said that they were expecting some dubious result.

Alfred asked the village chief a couple of questions, and the village chief answered them.

Satia watched Alfred blankly as the three adventurers unloaded the luggage from the carriage.

Satia should have helped unload the luggage, but one of the other adventurers did it for her.

Perhaps he wanted to show his manly side to her.

But Satia was unaware of this, staring only at Alfred with her sleepy eyes.

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"I think we will stay overnight in the village today and go up the mountain first thing tomorrow morning"

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Alfred said as he rented the house where her master had disappeared into and finished carrying their luggage there.

The house was a solid two-story structure.

This was the house of the old man who had first been eaten by the slime.

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"Alright. I'm tired from traveling, let's take it easy today"

"Yeah, we've got the whole house to ourselves"

"There are no baths in the house"

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The three adventurers walked out of the living room, saying whatever they wanted.

By the way, baths were spread to this world by the hero from another world.

Prior to it, people used to wash from the river or use water from the well, but now hot water had widespread in this world.

The room on the second floor was made available for individual use, and it would be free time until tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow, they had planned to climb the mountain from the village and investigate the abandoned mithril mine there.

That's probably the most suspicious place. Frederica and the others have been missing since they went there to investigate.

Now there were five of them. Even if something unforeseen event happened, they should be able to handle it.

They don't know if it's some kind of wild beast nesting inside the abandoned mine or some bandits.

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"Satia, you should also rest today."

"...How about you master?"

Alfred, who was thinking about tomorrow in the living room, called out to Satia, who was waiting for him, to take a rest, and Satia replied, staring at his eyes.

Without noticing the intention of this gesture, her master smiled back at the kind slave who was worried about him.

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"I'll do some more thinking."

"...Me too, ――together with you."

"I see."

Satia said with a slight force, but Alfred didn't think deeply about Satia's words and was absorbed in thinking.

He thought about the map of the area, and if the abandoned mine were not where they were looking for, where would they look next?

Satia watched Alfred's profile vacantly, but inwardly she felt a little warmth in her heart.

The mage, who had little expression but was not without emotion, stared at his master's profile without doing anything.

Traveling together like this, sharing such a quiet time.

That was enough to satisfy the girl.

Her physical strength was substandard, but she was still a full-grown adult.

As a slave, she knew more about the world than most people.

So, Satia was happy just to be able to spend time with her master, the young man, like this.

She sincerely hoped to spend more adventures like this in the future.

Someday, her master will probably fall in love with someone, get married, and start a family.

But even then, if possible, she would like to serve and spend time by his side.

That's how much she had fallen in love with the young man.

She smiled a little as she gazed at the young man with her usual sleepy eyes.

But the young man doesn't notice her precious expression.

Such was the relationship between Satia and Alfred.

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A few moments later, after following her master, Satia returned to her room and laid down on the bed.

She should have stayed in the room with her master, Alfred.

But Alfred didn't think that was a good idea.

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"Fu..."

Biting her thick black robe, her lower body which was usually hidden by her robe was exposed.

The door to the room was closed and locked, and with the robe in her mouth, her voice should not be loud.

Her breasts, which were small that they did not need to be restrained by her underwear, were exposed to the open air. Her cheeks and ears were stained red with shame, but she couldn't resist twisting her body on the bed.

She usually focused her sleepy eyes hard and thought of the face of her beloved master behind her eyelids.

Her thin and beautiful fingers moved towards her genital area with familiar movements, even though she was a virgin and her cheeks get hot.

Satia was a slave. She had been educated for this kind of need.

Female slaves were used as shields for the male adventurers and had to satisfy their desires.

A woman slave became a tool to satisfy a man's sexual needs.

That's what slavery was in this world, and that might be what Satia was.

However, the young man named Alfred was different.

He did not see Satia as a woman but treated her as a friend.

He greet her good morning with a warm voice and praised her cooking with a happy voice.

Combing her hair with those hands that had hardened from swinging a sword, being drawn close by those large hands.

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"...Nn, uu"

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His hands were big, hard, and strong, different from her small hands.

Her right hand stroked her small breasts. The small nipples that were appropriate for her small breasts had become excited just by thinking about the young man and begin to assert themselves when lightly stroked.

Although Satia's small body was normally insensitive to sexual stimulations, her heart was already that of a woman.

She caressed her nipples and massaged her pubic area over her white underwear.

When she was still a slave, she didn't understand what was so pleasurable about this, but now it was different.

Thinking of the young man, thinking of her Master, thinking of the man while masturbating.

Certainly, the slave, satisfied as a woman.

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"Fu, uu-- nn."

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A muffled voice escaped from her mouth as she bit on her robe.

The fingers that were caressing her nipples, gripped the hardened nipples and began to pinch them with her index finger and thumb.

The fingers that had been stroking her pubic area over her underwear now caressing her clitoris above her hot pubic area.

It was her most vulnerable part, as it provided enough stimulation even with the skin still covering it.

The first time she had masturbated to the thought of a young man, she had exposed and stimulated her clitoris.

At that time, the stimulation was so intense that she couldn't keep her voice down and had to endure the stimulation by biting the pillow as though it was going to tear.

Because of this experience, Satia was even afraid to expose her clitoris.

It would make her feel too much. She would become too obscene. She didn't want the young man to see her like that.

As she moved her fingers, she could feel the heat in her voice and her hips began to move slightly. As she lay on the bed, she moved her hips up and down, her toes gripped the clean white sheets with strength.

Without Satia even realizing it, the movement of her fingers became faster, and tears of joy began to flow from her tightly closed eyes.

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(Master... Masteeer)

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She was afraid to say it out loud, so she called out to her beloved young man over and over in her mind.

The black robe absorbed her overflowing drool, making the area even darker.

But Satia didn't care about that, she worked on her nipples and softly stimulated her clitoris.

The sheets on the bed were disheveled, and her thin, fleshless hips were twitching.

Even though her white underwear, the stimulation was enough to make her vagina break apart and spit out her love juices.

The sound echoed through the room were her ragged breathing, the wet sounds from her underwear and fingers rubbing against her pubic area, and the scraping of the sheets.

Her silver hair stuck to her sweat-soaked forehead and spreads out on the sheets as she untied it before going to sleep.

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"Fuu-fu, fuu... fu, uu!"

(More, more, harder, touch me, please)

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She pinched her nipple and kneaded it with her thumb.

She was only playing with her right nipple, so the swelling on her left nipple was different.

The obscene sight was not reflected in anyone's eyes, so Satia just tormented her right nipple.

The fingers that had been caressing her clitoris, despite her determination, slipped inside her underwear and began to caress it directly.

Harder and harder―― fantasizing about her master's fingers fondling her nipples and clitoris.

Just the thought of being violated by her master's big, hot fingers made Satia's body burn hotter and hotter.

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"Haa, ahh――I, I... so g-good."

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The lips that had been biting the black robe parted with it, unable to withstand the stimulation.

What leaked was a hot voice. A short, shallow hot sigh. Breathing repeatedly.

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"Alfred, sama... aah."

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Her small body resembled that of a doll, calling her master's name in a "womanly" voice.

She knew that it was disrespectful, but because of it, it boosted Satia's climax.

Long and intense.

Again and again, her hips convulsed.

And to make sure it lasted as long as possible, her fingers continue to stimulate her nipples and clitoris without stopping, despite tasting the climax.

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"Haa――ah, aah! Nn... g-good."

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She couldn't control her voice anymore, so she hurriedly lay down on the bed and pressed her mouth against the pillow. Then her left nipple, which she hadn't touched before, rubbed against the sheets, sending an electric shock of sexual stimulation to her brain.

It felt good, so she used her right hand and the sheet to stimulate both her nipples.

As the sheets and nipples rubbed against each other, creating a painful yet itchy stimulation.

At the same time, her ass, which was thrust up like a dog's, shook repeatedly.

As her left hand stimulated her clitoris and the entrance to her vagina, which was dripping with love juices, and her underwear, damp with sweat and love juices, clinged to her thin, fleshy ass.

Without realizing it, the girl moved to get more pleasure from her nipples and pubic area.

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"Mas... ter, Mas―― t-ter!"

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She pressed her face into the pillow so that no one could hear her moaning.

Her muffled voice was blocked by the door and the wall, so no one should be able to hear it. But that didn't stop her from thinking that her beloved master would hear her.

She called out to the young man again and again, and each time her fingers accelerated.

Thinking of his rugged fingers, Satia thrust her ass high and higher. This was the very image of a woman being penetrated by a man from behind.

The fingers that had been playing with her clitoris were now inserted into her vagina, and two fingers were penetrating Satia's vagina.

The white underwear, which absorbed sweat and only made her look lewder, concealed her vagina, and the thin, beautiful fingers, were repeatedly penetrating her vagina.

She stimulated the shallow area as she rub it over and over again, forcibly drawing out the sexual stimulation from her small body.

While thinking about the young man. She imagined the young man's fingers, remembered her master's voice, and a delusion of being violated by the man――

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"Fuu, uu!? Nn... hi... auu"

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With a loud muffling voice, her body convulsed so strongly that seemed horrible.

Over and over again―― wet with her love juice, her underwear was clinging to her pubic area, as her hips trembled as though showing it off.

Her pillow was soaked with her tears and drool, and her rolled-up robe was no longer functioning as clothing.

Her slender back was exposed, and her body, glistening with sweat, twitched, and twisted.

After enduring the convulsions for a while, the girl's body relaxed and her hips fell to the bed.

She then turned over on her back.

Her eyes were open, staring at the ceiling of the room, but they were hazy.

Even though her pulled-up robe, exposing her underwear, was soaked with her love juices. Still, she just stared vacantly at the ceiling.

Her small breasts moved up and down wildly, and her breath, which smelled like the aftermath of her masturbation, was so hot that even she could feel it.

The nipples were hard and pointed, indicating the intensity of the girl's masturbation.

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"Haah―― haah... nn."

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She thought of changing into her nightdress and changing her underwear...

While vacantly thinking about such a thing, the girl shook her slender but lewd body in the afterglow of her climax.

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"My body, I have to wipe it..."

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The sweat was unpleasant.

She might not been aware of it, but she was sure it smelled unpleasant.

...She didn't want her master to hate her.

But her numbed body due to her climax felt heavy.

She closed her eyes, leaving her breasts and exposed underwear, and surrendering herself to the warmth for a while longer.