Chang Gwan Assistant (3) ***

Click.

The sound of the chastity belt being released, which had been bothering me all day, was drier and more meaningless than I expected.

The iron plate, lukewarmly heated by body temperature, fell from the skin.

When the cool air touched my body, I shivered without realizing it.

The air itself in this room was neither particularly cold nor warm. Still, the air that touched my skin was cool.

Only then did I realize that the part covered by the chastity belt was soaked with sweat.

My chest felt damp, like when I left my personal air conditioner and went outside in the summer. Perhaps if you bring your cleavage together, the sweat that accumulates there will start to trickle out.

The area between the legs was even more serious.

The crotch, covered in sweat and cream, was not something that could be described with cute words like "Soaked" Or "Flooded."

If I had to use an analogy, I would say it looks like a stream of water sprayed from the top of your head while taking a shower and flowing down to your lower body.

There may be a better expression, but at least it didn't seem to be very attractive no matter what rhetoric was used.

I don't know if you're someone who likes to look covered in sweat, but you should make an exception for that.

On the Internet, you can find information about trees, guns, ships, airplanes… No, let's forget this. Anyway, as someone who has experienced all kinds of abnormal sexual desires, I know very well that there are exceptions to every taste.

At least Bisil didn't seem to like sweating.

"What does that look like? "Come here."

… Isn't it?

It looks like they don't like it at all, considering they are trying to wipe it with a towel when it will be clean with just one clean spell.

Swoosh, swoosh.

Every time a dry towel wipes away the sweat, the pleasure of scratching an itchy area follows.

A different intention was clearly felt in the hands intensively wiping between the chest and legs.

But what if there are other intentions? Other intentions are the same as mine.

I quietly enjoyed the feel of the towel touching my skin.

The cleaning was finished quickly. Too quickly for me to have fully enjoyed it.

I looked up at Bisil with some expectation.

I wanted to pounce on him and satisfy my sexual desire, but I suppressed it and held back.

Bisil is a bitch. That's also a guy with conviction.

It is a very annoying type to deal with, but if you are careful and match the rhythm well, there is no other dog like this.

Didn't I tell you earlier that I would tell you the location of Justitia since I showed a good attitude toward teaching?

So, as long as you behave well this time, you will satisfy me even without asking.

Because Bisil, who is very talkative, told me everything about how to act.

'A slave who does not act first without the master's orders and faithfully follows orders.'

Bisil smiled in satisfaction as she saw me making no move even though I was giving her heated gaze.

"Good. I will give you the prize you so desperately want. Lie down."

I followed Bisil's instructions and lay down on the floor.

Just thinking about being able to have sex now made my private parts, which had been cleaned, become moist again.

I looked at the cock slowly approaching. My heart pounded loudly at the thought that I would be able to relieve this throbbing body in a little while.

As I was listening to the heartbeat that I could hear in my own ears, a thought suddenly occurred to me.

Perhaps, no matter how rational the judgment was, it ended up moving according to Bisil's intentions… I didn't even know I was already a teaching assistant.

Before those thoughts could continue for too long…

Tskboob…

"Haaaaa… "

Finally, the cock penetrated the pussy.

A thick, hard pillar that splits the labia, widens the hole, and crushes.

The feeling inside was hot yet cool.

By the time the two contradictory sensations reached my mind, they had converged into one sensation: pleasure.

It's been several hours.

After wearing the chastity belt, I had to watch other people have sex for hours, and I spent quite a long time after that.

My body, which had been constantly ingesting medicinal substances, whether gaseous or liquid, for that long period of time was in an indescribably excited state.

In that situation, I finally got to meet a dick, so there was no way I could hold on.

I had no intention of holding on.

"Uuuuu… !"

A light climax.

Just by inserting it… At the same time as I thought this, my body trembled in anticipation of the pleasure to come.

However, Bisil did not move after insertion and whispered softly.

"Because it's a prize. I'll do whatever you want, at least a little bit. "Tell me."

Whatever you want?

Everything like this and that?

In that short moment, all kinds of plays and positions passed through my mind…

What I said out loud wasn't much different from before.

"Anything is fine, so please fuck me quickly… "

Bisil's tastes, the slave setting, and the goal of saving Justitia.

Various thoughts came to mind, but in conclusion, there was no situation that suited my taste better than the current situation.

So it was enough for me to just enjoy it quietly.

And just as desired, the piston started immediately.

"Ugh♡ Ah♡ Aang♡"

"If that's your wish! "I'll do it until you're satisfied!"

"Jo, I like it♡ more… ♡"

Bisil lowered her waist with such force that he felt as if he would hit her cervix with his cock.

It seemed like it was quite a stretch for Bisil to come out with this much power from her slim body.

If that means, like I said, going too far in order to do what I want…

It might seem a little cute.

Ah. It's not about looks.

That's different.

Still, the pleasure felt in the vagina was real.

The body, heated by addiction to the medicine, cools down due to the pleasure spreading from the lower abdomen, and then burns hot again.

As if I was thirsty and drank seawater, I shook my back even more in the thirst for pleasure that could not be quenched no matter how much I wanted.

The deeper, faster, and more the dick penetrated, the more pleasure built up in her body.

If you explode it all at once, it will feel incredibly good.

I built it up little by little, half relying on instinctive intuition.

"Say you're leaving when you're ready."

"Yes… Yes… Ah… "

Bisil noticed that I was building up pleasure and said.

There was something I wanted to say, but I had held it in for too long to think about anything other than pleasure.

Bisil's pace has become faster.

This is the secret room that was served to me even before insertion. There wasn't enough room on that side either.

I felt my dick swelling inside.

She let go of the string she was holding on to in her head. The pleasure that had been waiting for the right moment to explode suddenly traveled up her spine and exploded in her head…

At the same time that her vision turned white, white liquid also sprayed inside her.

"Go, go, go…" … !!"

"I'm cumming… !"

My vision becomes blurry and my body trembles as if I've received an electric shock.

I was immersed in a tremendous sense of pleasure and an incomparably refreshing sense of liberation.

The ecstasy that filled my entire body gradually subsided, and little by little my senses began to return.

As she felt her body heat being lost again through the sweat she had just shed, she thought about something else for a moment.

Why do men like to say they go when they have an orgasm?

Well, I feel better about saying it out loud rather than saying nothing…

But reporting it regularly is like a game.

It seems that my head, which was once swept away by a wave of pleasure, has not yet come to its senses.

I sighed inwardly and enjoyed the feeling of semen sloshing around in my womb.

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After the training was over, I finally escaped the underground room.

"Since you have done a great job following my assistant, I will move you to another room as promised. What. "I wonder if you needed it from the beginning."

Still, if you rebel against my words, I'll throw you back in the basement at any time, so listen carefully to what I say – I heard this noise with one ear and let it go with the other.

A chill creeping up from the floor in a dark environment where not a single light enters, and a creepy atmosphere unique to an underground labyrinth.

I blocked the cold of the floor with an expensive sleeping bag and had the ability to ignore the atmosphere of the underground labyrinth, so none of it was a real threat.

However, there is no reason to leave the other room and come back.

Bisil took me further down to the basement.

"Follow me carefully from here. If you go wrong, you won't be able to find your way back, and you'll starve to death here. "If you don't want to find the body, just follow me."

"Yes… "

Bisil spoke as if threatening.

Of course, it was just funny to me, who already had experience secretly exploring on my own.

"This is where the underground labyrinth was originally located, so they say monsters still appear. Ah. Do you know what an underground labyrinth is? It's similar to a dungeon… "

Bisil's mouth could not rest.

He's somehow good at cunnilingus, but his tongue muscles must be top-notch.

An underground labyrinth that I've been to before.

Just like the last time I saw it, the intersection and doorway were blocked with wooden boards, indicating only one path.

This is the same road I followed last time. I was heading towards the stairs going down to the next floor.

However, Bisil opened one of the blocked doors as if she knew well.

Squeak.

As if it was only externally blocked, the door opened lightly.

After that, Bisil proceeded through the underground labyrinth without hesitation.

Left, right, left, left, center… He walked down the complicated road without hesitation and finally stopped in front of a room.

"You can think of it as something to be proud of. There are customers who bring boxes of gold coins just to come here once."

After saying that, Bisil opened the door.

Inside was a brightly shining portal.