Chapter 39
Chapter 39. While The Count Was Away From The Mansion
Heinz’s eyes burned fiercely at the sight of Henelone holding his hand tightly. Pressing down again on the back of Henelone, who was trembling with pl*asure, he began to pound her soaked v*gina again.
“Damn it! Does it not matter as long as it is a man?”
“Nhnhk! N-no! I-I came…! Hahngh!”
“If another man had entered, you would have given yourselves up this easily.”
“Nhnuhgg! N-no…! Hahugh!”
Henelone, experiencing another org*sm, shook her head and struggled with her whole body. The pl*asure pouring out mercilessly was taking away control of her body.
‘No more, no more…!’
Her whole body was shaking and convulsing against her will. If she reached cl*max again, she felt like she would truly lose her mind.
Sobbing and gritting her teeth, Henelone wrung her limbs in a desperate attempt to escape Heinz’s grasp.
“Hahh! No, your bottom is sucking my finger like this.”
Squeeze.
As the hand that slipped out from underneath hit her w*t v*gina, her eyes lit up. Before she could even come to her senses, her cl*max came again and hot l*quid poured out. Henelone’s body, which had been struggling, suddenly stiffened.
Heinz felt like he was going to explode from the sight of Henelone wiggling her waist with unfocused, hazy eyes. Even while his anger was eating away at his head, the sight of her going into heat against his body was truly pitiful.
As he inserted his fingers into Henelone’s moist, tightly closed hole and massaged her spasming insides, his eyes suddenly caught the ribbon wrapped around her neck.
Henelone innocently surrendered her body under the dim light of a lamp. Caressing her neck, Heinz’s eyes sparked and burned fiercely again.
Flutter, Heinz’s hand untied the ribbon wrapped around Henelone’s neck. Shivering at the feeling of silk smoothly grazing her neck, her two hands were tightly gripping the blanket.
“W-what…!”
Henelone, shocked, twisted her body as her hands were tightly tied behind her back. She couldn’t help but stumble and land on her face on the floor.
With her hands tied behind her back, her shaky knees alone made it difficult for her to keep her balance.
‘This posture….’
It’s like the Countess in the novel.
The countess was accepting the count’s p*nis with her hands tied behind her. When she thought of that obsc*ne illustration, she flinched and her stomach tightened.
Heinz picked up the sheath of the sword that had fallen on the blanket. He stared at Henelone squirm and spit out sticky l*quid even though she had been forcibly suppressed by him.
“Tell me, young lady. Did you sleep with that bastard?”
“Nhn… Who, who are you talking about…”
“Ah, there’s more than one?”
“Ahugh…!”
The cold, hard rod parted hef w*t, swollen v*gina. Flinching at the chilly sensation that gave her goosebumps, her body trembled.
“I guess that guy’s d*ck didn’t taste very good. You’re trying to relieve your lust with something like this.”
‘The sheath…!’
What was placed on the end of the tightly closed v*ginal opening was neither Heinz’s finger nor his p*nis, but a cold sheath.
Henelone sobbed and shook her head desperately as the force pressed against her entrance. It was as if he would push all the way inside at any moment.
“No!”
A sword sheath! She tried to put it in herself, but she really had no intention of doing so the first place. She was just trying to imitate the position.
She didn’t want her first to be taken away by such a cold inanimate object. Henelone cried out so desperately that her body shook.
“I-I don’t want to do that…!”
Stop. The hand that was holding the sword sheath so viciously that his veins stood out stopped. Her hair was a w*t mess hanging over her swollen cheeks as she was crushed on the floor.
Heinz let out a harsh breath on her newly red face, took the sheath out from under her. He threw it far away in the corner of the room.
Clatter!
At the sharp metallic sound, Henelone slowly opened her tightly closed eyes and looked at Heinz. Frowning painfully as if he was holding back something from her, he stroked her w*t hair and whispered in her ear.
“Ha. Then, what do you want?”
A deep desire was burning in his fiercely shining red eyes, as if he wanted to devour Henelone in one bite. In those clear eyes, her neck trembled with anticipation. However, her mouth was not frank.
“B-by hand… Ahugh!”
Heinz, who bit his lips at Henelone’s words, roughly turned her body and laid her down. Her bound arms were under her back, and her voluptuous flesh was thrusting up towards him.
Staring at the n*pples that were shaking as if to tempt him, he squeezed her n*pple and twisted it. Henelone twisted her body at the sharp pl*asure.
He was so mad with the vicious woman who pushed him into the bottomless pit. Swallowing her red-hot n*pples in his mouth, he bit them roughly.
“Ahhk…! I-it hurts. Uheuk, ahngh!”
Even as he used his teeth, he ran his thick tongue across her ar*olas. Even in her pain, pl*asure ran down her back.
Henelone’s lower body trembled and oozed thick v*ginal juices as teeth marks engraved on her white, puffy br*asts.
Heinz sucked even the faint marks on the nape of her neck that were covered by her ribbon. Raising his fingers, he roughly explored her lewd v*ginal opening.
One, two, and four. Anger filled Heinz’s mind every time the tight hole swallowed his finger without difficulty.
