Chapter 6 — The Price (above)
The soft light of the morning sun filtered through the cracks, bringing a faint light and warmth to the stone cell, which had long been darkened by the extinguishing of the torches.
Cowering in a corner, Aialis, however, wrapped her arms around her body as if she was afraid of the light shining on her, and kept leaning towards the corner. A pair of eyes that had been twinkling also appeared to be empty, and she couldn’t find any injuries on her body other than dried blood, but the near-exhaustive use of healing magic all night long had left her feeling shriveled up.
The sound of footsteps from outside pierced Aeolis’ heart with a thud, and her hollow, red eyes showed the slightest hint of fear as her limbs trembled involuntarily. When both Lonessia and Jaina appeared, she crawled to them with a trembling body.
“Lord… lord… man…”
“Jaina, get fitted for her.”
“Yes, Master.”
Jaina took the twine on the tray and looped it into a noose before placing it around Aiyaris’ neck, the ‘mermaid’ tried to struggle but after being swept away by Lonesia’s cold gaze, she too resigned herself to being at Jaina’s mercy.
The rope was twisted twice in front of the chest, and the two strands of rope tails were wrapped around the lower sides of the left and right breasts, intersecting on the back before being wrapped around the chest. In this way, the top and bottom of Aiyaris’ breasts were surrounded by two or three strands of rope loops respectively. When the two strands of rope met again in front of her chest, Jaina wrapped them around once, and then went in unison, vertically binding the upper and lower strands of rope together, wrapping them around twice, and then repeating the same step under each armpit. Then, Jaina twisted Aiyaris’ hands back, forearms next to each other, and tied them tightly with the remaining ends of the rope. Since Ayalise’s breasts were tightly bound, she couldn’t breathe well, so she had to hold her chest up to feel more comfortable, causing her peaks to stand out even more.
Lonelia pinched one of the breasts in her hand and rubbed it mercilessly, even using her fingers to flick the bud that was engorged with blood due to the tight bondage. Ai Yaris, whose face reddened, felt a wave of pain, but, vaguely, there was also a bit of inexplicable pleasure, so she could only tightly bite her lower lip and silently endure the other party’s blasphemous play.
“It feels good in your hand. Hey… Yes, it’s time for breakfast, so let me show our guest how to savor breakfast!”
The group of three, Lonessia in the lead, Jaina in the rear, and a tightly bound Aeolus in the center, stepped out of the cell and turned to the left into a more spacious stone room. In the center of the room was a long, ornate dining table with a vase of fresh flowers, fresh, softly cooked bread, and of course, jam, honey, and wine. In front of the wall opposite the master’s table, there were two pillars, magically placed two feet apart. On top of the pillars was a wooden board, about half a foot off the ground, with an iron ring embedded in the ground in front of the board.
Jaina pushed Aeolis there, ordering her to face the iron ring and kneel on top of the planks with her legs spread, the ‘mermaid’
Though a little hesitant, she obediently did as she was told, for she had learned that if she could not be spared, why aggravate the pain she suffered, not to mention the fact that her sister was still in someone else’s grasp!
Aiyalis coyly knelt between the two pillars, her legs only symbolically spread slightly apart. However, of course, Jaina doesn’t let her have her way, and she roughly splits both of Aiyalis’ legs outward until she’s bending them to the outside of the two pillars, before securing them with rope. Once that was done, Jaina held Aiyalis down forward and used the twine to connect the collar around her neck to the iron ring on the floor. The face, which was only a few inches off the ground, could only be moved slightly for a few moments, and, due to the blood pouring down, was already red and bulging.
At that moment, Lonesia handed her a large, hard wheat bun and a large scoop of fresh water.
Sapphire’ squatted down in front of Aiyalis, and tapped her hand on the wheat bag a few times, making a “thud” sound, and then said quietly: “This hard-as-rock wheat bag, which I worked very hard to find, is said to have been seven days since it came out of the oven until it was purchased by me. I bought it, it’s been seven days since it came out of the oven. Such a rare delicacy, me and Jaina was not blessed to enjoy, only to eat those fresh bread well, but also with what jam ah, honey ah to fill the ingredients before swallowing.
Oh! You must eat all of this wheat bread, don’t waste it, and if you do, hey…”
With no choice, and truly hungry, Arialis had no choice but to bite down on the wheat bread. Although it still had a strong smell of wheat, it was no different from chewing on wood shavings, and by the time she had swallowed a small slice of the bun, she had almost used up all the water in the ladle. Jaina didn’t give her a hard time, but kept adding more water… “Jaina, it’s too dark in here, let’s add some candles.”
“My Lord, there are no more candlesticks left… I wonder…”
“Stupid, isn’t there a white candlestick there? Really.”
Aialis, while still struggling to eat the ungodly hard wheat buns, was still keeping an eye on her surroundings, and when she heard Lonesia mention the white candlestick, she couldn’t help but have horrible thoughts flashing within her mind, and sweaty hairs stood up on her bound body. However, the reality was that there was already a hand stroking back and forth over that white ass. With her fingertips, Jaina traced a continuous circle on Aiyalis’ plump buttocks, leaning towards the asshole in a wave, and finally poking towards the center of the sphincter.
“Ah… no…”
Jaina tried her best, poking down into her ass hole again and again, but she only managed to get one knuckle in before she was pressed back by her muscles and couldn’t move a bit. Aiyalis, who was forcibly attacked in her backyard, even kept struggling uselessly, her red face shaking uncontrollably, tears pouring down her face, and saying “no” repeatedly.
“Master, it’s too tight in here, I’m afraid the candle won’t fit.”
“Duh… I have to worry about everything… Use this stuff for me… put honey on it and stuff it in… just make it loose.”
With those words, Lonessia tossed a smooth pebble to Jaina, who dipped it in honey and then pressed the narrower side against her asshole, shoving it inward as hard as she could. As Aiyalis bawled in despair, the pebble finally broke through the wrinkled barrier, and the honey-soaked sphincters on either side twitched one by one, as if wailing for the loss of their posterior.
Not letting it rest for too long, Jaina shoved the red candle, which had grown to be about a foot long, into the slightly open pussy and drilled it inward in a spiral. Forced by the candle, the pebble only continued to make its way towards the rectum, and with each small protrusion, the intense distending discomfort caused Aeolis to call out as well. When nearly five inches of candle had entered the body, Jaina stopped, but Arialis had already fainted from the discomfort and gas.
The lit candle couldn’t stop the red candle tears from flowing out, running down the straight candle body and spilling onto the snow-white buttocks. The sphincter muscle, which had become tense due to being filled with foreign objects, was slowly swallowed by the tears and became one with the red candle.
The hot wax oil seared the fainting Arialis awake with a heavy exhale and a groan.
“Awake? If you can’t stand it and can’t eat, I can ask Jaina to bring your sister over and share it with you.”
“No… eat… I… can… eat… don’t let… Lorre come… please… oooh…”
“Hmph, then don’t give me any more!”
Afraid to put her sister through this kind of pain, Aeolis had to eat the rock-hard buns with her tears, while at the same time enduring the pain of her burning buttocks…
It was the same morning sun, but outside the city was full of joy. On the road between ‘Original Sin’ and the village of ‘Pamir’, Dean and Betty were strolling around their arms and whispering affectionately to each other. Behind them were three beautiful girls: the gentle Daisy, the lively Pearl, and the long-legged Mavis. All three of them were dressed in the same way, except for Mavis, who was missing her delicate umbilical ring. It has been a week since she became one of Dean’s maids, during which time she has been taught by her two older sisters, and has worked hard to learn how to serve the Lord and Lady of the City, and tonight is the moment when she will become a member of the team. Therefore, her face shows complex expressions of anticipation, nervousness, excitement, and coyness, and her hands play with her short skirt that cannot be any shorter than it already is, intentionally or unintentionally.
“Hee, Daisy, our good sister is having a spring in her step, look, she’s rubbing that skirt.”
“Don’t laugh at your sister, weren’t you like this then too?”
“Ugh, hello, you’re exposing my bottom, let’s see me treat you well!”
Pei Er without saying a word to Daisy’s breasts grabbed, Daisy resent being attacked by the chest, chasing Pei Er scratch her armpits, Pei Er let out a cry and slipped elsewhere, chasing between, has overtaken Dean two people. Dean and Betty looked at each other and smiled, although in front of outsiders, Daisy and the two behave with respect, but he enjoys that kind of free and unfettered, naive and romantic. Thinking of happy place, can not help but laugh, Betty also face happy leaning on Dean’s chest, but, deep down, he leisurely surfaced a thought: “Perhaps, I really changed.”
“Ugh! Sister Pei’er is annoying!”
It turned out that Pelle had sneaked a squeeze on Mavis’s buttocks between chases.
When Dean enters the village of Pamir, he finds the square piled high with people all over the place and inquires of the villagers who happen to be passing by.
“Hello, old man.”
“Ah! So it’s the City Lord and Lady, I’m out of respect.”
“No need to be polite, may I ask what happened in the square?”
“It’s like this, a juggling troupe came last night and performed at the square this morning, so most of the villagers gathered there. Yes, it’s a rare occasion for the City Lord to visit, so why don’t we go and take advantage of the fun?”
Dean looked at the beauties around him, Betty wasn’t so good yet, but Daisy and the girls were already showing eagerness. He smiled and shook his head, then thanked the old man for his advice. This old villager with three honors to lead the way for Dean’s number of people, along the way the villagers have reported warm cheers, the audience gathered in the square also automatically give way to the letter road.
A man and a woman had just finished their flying dagger act, and after bowing to the audience, another group of entertainers performed a rope-walking act. At that moment, Betty noticed that the man and the woman were hiding in a corner, talking to each other, and glancing at them in an impish manner. In order not to disturb Daisy’s pleasure, Betty did not say anything to Dean, but only secretly on the heart.
(POP-POP-POP)
When the rope walker performed the exciting and dangerous maneuver, the audience instantly applauded with thunderous applause, not to mention Daisy and the others, and even the stoic Dean smiled in appreciation and clapped his hands in encouragement. In the midst of all the excitement, a bow was silently aimed at Dean’s heart from behind… “Suddenly…” The arrow arrived with a thunderous bang… “Watch out… ah…”
“Betty! …”
“Ma’am…”
Rage. Remorse.
Dean’s eyes blazed with fury as he fired ‘Lust’ at the man who had fired another arrow, the sword split the arrow in half and nailed the man to the tree with unabated power. The rest of the assassins also made weapons and tried to kill Dean when he lost his sword, but they were intercepted by the angry villagers, and in no time, everything was over… except for Betty, who had been pierced by a sharp arrow. With blood spilling from both wounds, and her face already pale, a tearful Daisy took off her skirt without thinking and covered one of the wounds with it. Pelle and Mavis followed Daisy’s example and stopped the blood flow for their beloved lady.
Dean was lost in thought as he held Betty in his arms, kissing her softly and calling out her name, his chest turning blood red with his blood. With the help of Pelle and Mavis, Dean accompanied Betty to a wagon driven by a villager, while Daisy hurriedly explained everything to the villagers…
The carriage drove at full speed towards Original Sin, but the only sounds in the carriage were Dean’s murmured calls for Betty and Daisy’s sobbing…
Chapter 6 — The Price (Medium)
When arrows were first invented, they were used to hunt wild animals, so their design was very simple: a long, sharpened strip of wood with a feather was all that was needed. With the outbreak of war and the introduction of metal armor, the arrow has been continuously improved. From the metal arrowheads with two flanks of diamonds, they gradually developed into conical arrows with extremely strong penetrating power and spiral diamond corners. A weapon that would only be used in a battle between two nations, but it penetrated Betty’s left shoulder.
Rubin, an old man in his fifties, is a heavy drinker, but his knowledge of medicine is unrivaled. Already gray-haired, he also showed heartbreak and helplessness. Betty lying in Dean’s arms, the powerful arrow on her left shoulder had been removed, but blood was still pouring out from the wound that ran through her front and back, draining her left side of her body in red. Rubin kept sprinkling the medicinal powder to stop the bleeding into the wound, but it was washed away by the overflowing blood just like a cow entering the sea.
As the powder ran out, Rubin’s heart went cold, and his wrinkled face had gone dead.
“Ugh… alas, Lord of the City, Her Ladyship’s wounds are too deep and too wide, and there is nothing more that I can do… Unless one knows healing magic or… there is a miracle, I’m afraid that if we delay for another bell, I’m afraid that…”
Daisy, Pelle and Mavis, who were gathered around, were already in tears at the news, and when Rubin hobbled away, the tears came out and they embraced each other and cried bitterly.
The confidence had left Dean, and only tenderness and compassion remained in his crimson pupils. He set Betty down gently, letting her lean back against the woolen blanket that was red with blood. He gently cut the two straps and the front of the corset, exposing her breasts to the air, adorned with small gold rings. Dean kissed each bud in a slapdash manner, then slid down the tiny, tiny panties.
Little droplets of water dabbed between the small slits of flesh, glistening in the soft light. Dean carefully admired the beauty carved like alabaster on the short bed while he removed the restraints from his body. When he was naked, the doppelganger in his crotch was already standing tall and spitting, and the four tentacles coiled around the roots of his thighs were leaping.
“Master…”
Pelle’s whimpering was quickly stopped by the steady Daisy, who pushed and coaxed Pelle and Mavis out of the room, and of course, she joined her two sisters. When the door was closed by Daisy, Dean and the dying Betty were the only ones left in the room…
Dean spread Betty’s pink legs apart, lifted her plump buttocks slightly so that his strong legs were padded underneath, and caused his demonized manhood to lightly clasp the jade door. There was no rough bursting in, Dean just slowly pushed inward with compassion, and within a few moments, the two of them were joined at the bottom. With one hand on his waist and the other on his shoulder, Dean gently copied Betty up so that she was leaning on his chest. He gently shifted his pretty face upright, his burning lips then kissed deeply, the four red lips could no longer be separated.
The constantly twitching tentacles also cooperated with the master’s will, one of them quietly moved closer to the asshole, slowly drilling inward, with the folded muscles expanding outward, it had already broken into the warm backyard, and was tightly wrapped by the rectum; the rest of the tentacles were wrapped around the two men’s waists, and like a chain, they were locked together.
From the pain of his life passing away bit by bit and gradually stepping towards death, Dean did not dare to forget for a moment, and he knew more clearly that the Red Devil was the key to his rebirth. However, what Dean thought was that since he could be reborn through the Red Devil, he should also be able to use it to save Betty’s life. He closed his eyes and silently looked inside his body, starting from his heart, blood vessels, lungs, skin… and finally focusing on his demonic equipment.
Dean slowly opened his eyes, only to see the crimson pupils, put out the red like blood light; two people’s sex organ junction, also coalesced the demonic scarlet color. So after half a quarter of an hour, he began to move the rod wrapped by wet muscles. Only slowly erected more than ten, Dean has revealed the appearance of fatigue, forehead also perversely covered with beads of sweat, originally intimidating eyes, but also by the thin fog cover, appears to be a drop; However, the crotch of the beauty in addition to the whole body of snow-white skin, flooded with a faint pink outside, the hole on the left shoulder is still seeping out of the blood.
With each jerk, the demonic energy that sustained Dean’s life fed into Betty, and he moved one point closer to the path to the Yellow Springs.
“Pfft… pfft…”
Maybe it was madness, maybe it was self-immolation, but Dean went on, even though his eyes had become hollow, even though his body had become jagged and withered.
By the time he had sent the last minute of his life energy into Betty, he was already dying and could only close his tearful eyes with helplessness.
Many times, “despair” and “miracle” are interdependent, just when you are desperate for everything, there will always be a miracle. Betty due to excessive blood loss and gradually cold jade body, suddenly anchored dazzling red light, overflowing in the surrounding and gradually dry blood by the red light irradiation, have turned into fog, to the wound floating back. When the sky of red mist convergence in the left shoulder, the wound around the birth of a number of maggot-like buds, intertwined and intertwined with each other, the wound has been filled in an instant, in addition to the faint red marks, as if never traumatized like.
The first thing Betty felt when she awoke from her slumber was the fullness of her sex, so she subconsciously wriggled her hips and wrapped her limbs around her lover.
“Ahhhhhhhh,” Airo’s once strong and sturdy body was now as dry as a bone; the confident face held only the slightest hint of helplessness and concern. Betty still remembered the wound in her left shoulder, pierced by a sharp arrow, but when she found only the faintest trace of it, she knew exactly the sacrifice Ailang had made.
She caressed Dean’s sunken cheeks, and her hot lips went deep, and they reverted to the stance they had taken when Dean had saved Betty’s life, but with Betty as the dominant one. She pushed the active life energy in her body into Dean’s withered body through the two tightly packed mouths. As soon as the energy entered Dean’s body, it was like a fish out of water, and soon had an effect, as Betty could clearly feel the throbbing that was intensifying from her parched body. She rejoiced at the effect, and gave it her full strength.
While the demonic energy could not stop flowing into Dean’s body, another divine energy, which had been suppressed for a long time, was spilling out of the restraints in tiny bits and pieces. Not only did this divine energy flow through Betty’s body, but more of it was mixed with the demonic energy and entered Dean’s body…
After the demonic power mixed with divine energy was poured into his body, Dean’s parched body gradually recovered, but he was still unconscious. Feeling that her lover was gradually recovering, Betty exerted her efforts even more. Because of the continuous overflow of divine energy, Betty was not exhausted like Dean earlier, but became more full, her whole body emitted a soft and divine light, but the ‘cursed necklace’ on her neck was trembling densely, seemingly unable to withstand and tending to collapse. Betty secretly for the soon to be released from the ban on the joy, but also a little contradictory, if the identity of the goddess back, can be heartless to forget the love of his son?
At that moment, the gush of pleasure coming from her breasts made Betty forget about the ‘cursed necklace’, it turned out that Dean had already woken up from his sleep and kept tweaking the sensitive buds. Betty looked at her lover with a disgruntled look, but when she came into contact with his eyes, she was shocked, because those eyes were so strange, they were no longer gentle and affectionate eyes, but a pair of beast eyes full of lust.
Betty suddenly felt a pain in her breasts, which turned out to be her lover’s cruelty to rub it and transform it into different shapes; then he went further and stabbed her with the demonized organ, without any emotion, it was purely an animalistic emission, and each stroke also poured the demonic energy into her again. Betty could only hold back her tears at her lover’s unhinged treatment.
The relentless pounding gradually developed the sensations of the flesh, and Betty finally felt the physical pleasure, slowly reveling in the joy of intercourse. The pleasure of the two sexes had also anesthetized her mind, and she could no longer think of the forbidden matters, or of the future, but only enjoyed the moment of warmth with all her heart.
Time passed slowly, and the two of them gradually reached the peak of their intercourse. As Dean’s frequency increased, Betty responded with an unforgettable response… “Boom, boom, boom…” Both of them passed out in a state of ecstasy.
“¡¡Hmmm…”
Betty awoke from her fitful sleep and squinted at the man on her pillow. He gently caressed the breasts with his hands, which were covered in bruises and finger marks.
“Baby, does it still hurt?”
“Hmph, it’s all your fault, you’ve made me so black and blue, it’s so ugly…” Betty’s fists rained down on Dean’s chest, and after only four or five blows, she cried as she hugged him, “Oooh… Foolish man, you almost lost your life in order to save me… Oooh… Harming… my… family… “
Dean hugged Betty a little tighter and soothed her with soft words: “Oi… well, isn’t it all right now? Don’t cry. Honestly, you’re the one who was stupid enough to take an arrow for me, so if anything happens to you, tell me… not to be so stupid next time.” He gently separated her from his arms, took her chin and kissed her deeply…
Betty suddenly thought that just now the ‘Cursed Necklace’ was trembling abnormally, so she tried to use the divine energy, but, apart from feeling it flowing in her body, there was only a more intense sexual excitement than before; even the original prohibition imposed on her body was even stronger than before, such a discovery made her unable to help but sigh.
“What’s wrong, where’s the discomfort?”
“No… no, it’s just… hey, how come your pupils have extra rings of gold!”
“Oh, really? … hehe, don’t mention me, your pupils also have extra red rings.”
“Ouch, isn’t that an eyesore, why is that?”
“Fool, it’s not an eyesore at all, it makes my baby more beautiful.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Yes, a bit of a novelty for you to see, here, hold it.”
Dean took Betty’s hand to his large demonic manhood and let her hold it gently. Betty felt a blush, and when she tried to let go of it, the penis slowly shrunk until it was no different from a normal human being’s. Dean looked wryly at Betty and said, “I don’t know what to do with you. Dean looked at Betty wryly and said, “…you can use it to enjoy your baby’s asshole from now on.”
“From now on, the three Daisies can truly be pampered by you.” Betty’s heartfelt gratitude left Dean aghast, but also comforted by his lover’s thoughtful concern.
“Baby, why don’t you let Daisy and the girls be your sisters, okay?”
“Really…?”
“Really, you’re all my favorites.”
“┅Thank you.”
Betty kissed her deeply and thought to herself, “Even if she can’t return to her true form, what does it matter?”
(to be continued)