The upper half of the body with white and unresponsive eyes trembled strongly once in the end.
As if to say thank you, the vagina that previously crazily contracted and expanded, now gently wrapped around the tentacle. As soon as the tentacle left the vagina, the cervix closed to prevent the sperm from flowing out.
“Ah–ah hi…i ai”
Frederica certainly felt the heat in the very back of her womb. A heat that is sent from a body that is different from one’s own. At the same time, a heat that is stolen from me.
Mana.
The source of power that is needed when using magic. It is being taken away. Her body feels weak.
That feeling, it changes to pleasure and wrapped Frederica’s whole body. While running out of oxygen, her brain is burned with pleasure, the pleasure is so engraved in her brain that she won’t be able to forget it.
It feels good. To cum inside forcefully. To also take away mana.
It had become a habit. To take away mana while also cumming. To take away power while also pouring out semen. It seems this woman knows there is no use fighting back.
…And the black ooze will keep violating her until the magic/mana is gone.
Clack, a dry sound was heard. Frederica, who regained consciousness because of the sound, turned her dazed eyes towards her lower body where the sound was made.
There, new tentacles were removing the belt holding her pants up. Unlike the first time, there is no hesitation in its movements. The belt was taken off easily and her pants that were wet at the crotch as if she has made a blunder is lowered to her knee.
What appeared was black underwear that clung to her pubic area after it getting wet from her own love juice and the mucus from the black ooze.
The underwear that is sticking to her pubic area is making it stand out and a slight protrusion can be seen.
She looks at the situation with no energy left to be embarrassed and just prepares herself with a disarrayed breath.
-However, the tentacles just lifted her crotch earlier than Frederica managed to adjust her breaths and inserted itself into her vagina as it is.
“…Ah”
A new stimulus is sent to her already burnt with pleasure brain.
Although it is a better stimulus than before, it is still a stimulus. Her voice leaked.
Frederica felt like she has a sore throat. It is the price for screaming in incomprehensible pleasure.
Then, her body shakes from the impact of the insertion.
She doesn’t react at all as if she’s a doll. No, her mind is regaining consciousness but her body is not.
The feeling of inserting and piercing her vagina. It understands that but it feels as if they are separated by a wall.
Skillfully, the tentacles move Frederica gently.
She is lowered onto the ground and laid on her stomach. Her hips are lifted up so it will be easy to have sex. And under such Frederica, was Fiana who’s whole body is being caressed with hollow eyes.
Frederica’s face is reflected in her crimson eyes.
A lustful face, reflected in an abandoned mine without any mirrors.
For a few moments, Frederica didn’t realize that it was her face. When was the last time she looked in the mirror? Whether when she rented an overnight inn in the village at the foot of the mountains, or when she adjusted her appearance in the royal capital for the last night before her journey.
What was reflected wasn’t a face she recognised.
Face covered with sweat and a runny nose, half-opened lips stained with saliva, the corner of her eye drooping, clouded with lust. It is not a ladylike’s face at all. A face not appropriate to be shown to others.
-Even a mistress does not look so miserable.
The face that looks like so, is reflected in Fiana’s eyes.
“U-wa…”
Her face fell. It loosened in delight. While laughing, she approaches her face absent of emotions. The loose lips are opened a little from the caress by the mucus, this action isn’t denied by her.
Lips are stacked on top of each other.
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