The Next Day 2

Hastily covering my crotch with both hands, I remembered the breasts that had floated above the water and pressed them down with my remaining hand to cover them. "Why are you acting like that when you saw everything yesterday?"

Saying that, the Emperor took off his black shirt and hung it on the clothes hanger.

Why is he taking off his clothes?

"Isn't it a little too late to be shy now?"

Next, his black pants.

"Maybe I overdid it yesterday, my body feels a bit stiff."

And he took off the rest of his underwear and socks.

What is it?

Why?

Why did this bastard come in here?

No, come to think of it, this is his house, but

Why, exactly? Now??

Okay, let's ring the bell anyway.

Clang clang clang clang clang

I shook the bell lightly, but the maids who were supposedly waiting outside weren't showing a trace of their faces.

What the hell, you said you'd come?

Ding ding ding ding ding ding

This time, I shook it like crazy.

The sound of the bell echoed in the Turkish bath, but I didn't stop and kept shaking it.

What the hell, where did they go?

You said you'd come

You said you were waiting outside

"Ugh, it's noisy."

I stopped shaking the bell at the Emperor's single word.

Why aren't they coming?

You said you'd come

"Nobody's coming, so stop shaking it."

Don't do this.

Don't leave me alone with this bastard.

Please.

"Ah~ Isn't there a slave to scrub my back somewhere?"

The Emperor's single word froze the warm air of the Turkish bath.

I shouldn't go.

I'll definitely be subjected to it like yesterday.

If I have to go somewhere, I'd rather go outside the Turkish bath, no, somewhere nobody knows.

I took one step out of the tub.

Coming out of the warm place, the air felt cold.

This time, two steps.

My unnecessarily large breasts jiggled.

Three steps.

Water droplets clinging to my nipples dripped down, plink plink.

Four steps.

I got closer to the Emperor.

I cautiously knelt down and looked at the Emperor's back.

His broad back, making me think he might be a swimmer, was full of fine muscles, and there were several somewhat deep scars on his back.

A total of 10 scars.

Scars like they were scratched by a monster.

A bad memory I couldn't forget came to mind.

For some reason, scars made while trying to please the Emperor and constantly crying out that I was about to cum while being penetrated.

As if remembering the memory of acting against my will while intoxicated by something, that horrible memory, I picked up a towel from the floor and made lather.

And I rubbed the Emperor's broad back.

"Ah, just a moment."

The Emperor took away the towel I was rubbing his back with.

?

What the hell are you doing?

"Do it with your chest."

What?

"Didn't you hear? Not with this towel, but with our slave Ertel's chest. Devotedly."

Why do I have to do something like that?

That's something that only comes out in porn!

"Haa... This won't do."

The Emperor, who had been showing his back, suddenly turned around and started pouring shower gel on my chest and smearing it on thickly. "..Ugh....uh.."

As his large hand touched me with the slippery shower gel, an strange sensation made me let out a small, strange sound without realizing it. "Are you already feeling it? Ertel is really a perverted slave."

Fucking bastard.

Every single word he says seems to be utter shit just to make people feel like shit.

Actually, isn't he doing this on purpose at this point?

After lathering up my chest, the Emperor turned back around and urged me on by shrugging his shoulders, as if telling me to rub his back.

Fuck... Fucking bastard... Does this bastard think a woman's chest is a scrub brush?

I had many complaints, but since I couldn't disobey, I held my large breasts with both hands and began rubbing his broad back.

While rubbing his back with my chest, for some reason I felt my chest, my nipples getting hard, so I pressed his back firmly with my chest.

He won't know they're hard, right?

I am absolutely not aroused.

Right, I think I saw it somewhere, I heard that if you flick a nipple, it gets erect exactly 7 seconds later.

Right, that's it.

I'm definitely not aroused.

"Ow, go easy on that spot. Someone gave me a scar there yesterday."

Maybe my nipple pushed the scarred area, the Emperor uttered another shitty word.

He really speaks every single word like shit.

It was a broad back, but being a human body, not a bear, I could finish quickly.

Right, it's all done now, right?

I can go, right?

"Just the back? You have to do the front too."

You said you didn't have anyone to scrub your back!

"Guess there's nothing to do about this."

The Emperor, who had been showing his back, turned around again and looked at me.

"The front too. Do it."

Dirty 'do it for me' bugger.

I closed my eyes tightly and wrapped my chest around the Emperor's arm and rubbed.

Since my chest was on the larger side, I sandwiched the Emperor's arm between my breasts and rubbed quickly in a sandwich-like form.

Right, since it's already shitty, let's finish it quickly.

I'll just lather it up and leave right away.

I quickly finished his arm and then started rubbing the Emperor's chest.

Ah, fuck.

As I was rubbing from his chest, my nipple just lightly bounced off the Emperor's nipple.

Fuck.

Fuck fuck.

I feel so shitty.

It's truly a shitty feeling when my nipple touches someone else's, and a man's at that.

An experience I never want to feel again.

Quickly.

Hurry up and finish it, please.

After finishing his chest area and moving down towards his solar plexus, something strange lightly poked my lower chest.

Surely not

Surely not, right?

When I softly glanced down, the pink glans that slammed against my cervix entrance yesterday welcomed me with a "Peekaboo!".

Peekaboo!

Peekaboo...?

Fuck.

Peekaboo, my ass.

Wait a minute.

Surely not this too?

I carefully raised my head and looked at the Emperor, and just then the Emperor was also gazing down at me intently.

And our eyes met.

Golden amber eyes.

I hate this.

I hate just this, I'm telling you.

However, as if rejecting my will, my thoughts, the Emperor began pushing my head down.

I tried with all my might to resist, but the Emperor's downward force was stronger than the force of my head pushing up, and in the end, it was inserted.

The Emperor's dick between my breasts.

And that dick was so big that, despite Ertel's large breasts, part of the dick including the glans was sticking out above her chest.

Fuck..

Fuck!!!!!

It's paizuri!

To think I'd be doing something I only saw in hentai doujinshi.

Naturally, the feeling was the worst.

It was very dirty/filthy.

I don't know why it was fully erect, but I felt every single one of the rough/bumpy veins of the dick sandwiched between my soft breasts.

I feel dirty.

I pulled my body back to try and pull my chest away, but as if refusing it, the Emperor held both my arms and wouldn't let go.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and do it?"

Right.. Anyway, all I have to do is make lather.

Because it's something that will end if I rub it once or twice with my chest.

Swish-Thump Swish-Thump

I shook it exactly two times.

This is enough, right...?

All I have to do is lather it up, right?

But why aren't you releasing the strength of the hands holding my arms?

You said just to lather it up...

You said just to scrub your back!!

Why are you only doing this to me, only to me?

Why, even though I did as you asked?

In the end, sandwiching his dick between my breasts, I started paizuri while pressing my breasts with both hands.

Swish-Thump Swish-Thump Swish-Thump Swish-Thump Swish-Thump Swish-Thump

From the root of the dick to the shaft with rough veins protruding, and to the part below the glans at the very top.

I continuously used my body to shake my breasts.

Cum quickly.

Cum quickly, I said.

Quickly..

Quickly!!

Rub-Thump Rub-Thump Rub-Thump Rub-Thump Rub-Thump Rub-Thump Rub-Thump Rub-Thump

I increased the speed faster and shook my breasts.

The hands holding my breasts started to hurt, but I forced myself to rub quickly.

At some moment, the dick stiffened and shook, and I felt it swelling inside my breasts.

Yes, cum.

Hurry up and cum.

Then I can rest...

Ughb..!! Ugh!!!!

At the crucial moment, the Emperor pushed my head down.

Ughk!!!

Fwussh Fwusshh

As soon as the Emperor's glans entered my mouth, the hot semen that came up from his balls poured out in gushes inside my mouth as if vomiting.

..It's.. fishy...!

I couldn't count how many times I had eaten semen, but the fishiness was the same.

Maybe because it was the first semen of the day, it was thick and there was a lot of it, and I tried to spit it out, but remembering having to lick the floor because I spit it

yesterday, in the end, I decided to swallow it.

Gulp. Gulp.

There was a lot of it so I couldn't swallow it in one go, and swallowed it in two gulps.

It's disgusting.

I feel like throwing up.

"Ughb.. uh..."

Maybe because my stomach was empty, I felt nauseous and like throwing up.

"Mouth."

What?

"You have to say 'Ah~', right? Ertel?"

Ah. Right, I have to show him the confirmation too.

I opened my mouth and pulled the corners of my mouth with my index finger and thumb to show that there was no semen in my mouth.

"Okay, you did very well, Ertel."

The Emperor stroked my head again, as if petting a puppy that fetched the frisbee and succeeded in training.

"That's how you should do it."

After finishing those words, the Emperor began rinsing his body with water.

What the hell, this bastard.

But he didn't rub his legs?

In the end, his goal was paizuri as well as satisfying his lust.

Creepy, dirty, crazy psycho bastard.

If this is the case, why doesn't he just go to a brothel and call several prostitutes and throw a party, why is he only being such a pain in the ass to me like this?

While cursing all sorts of things internally and belittling the Emperor, the Emperor came back to me and lifted me up.

The posture of holding my thighs and holding my chest area.

The posture I was thrown onto the bed in yesterday in this manner.

It was a princess carry.

The Emperor, who performed the princess carry on me, carefully entered the bath as he was.

A princess carry in warm water, seriously.

More than that, this posture.

The uncomfortable thing is that there's nowhere to put my gaze, so I end up only looking at the Emperor.

To think I have to forcibly look at that face.

Truly a face that looks like it would only appear in some shitty BL manga.

He looks like a faggot, yet he's penetrating me, who has changed into a woman's body.

No, if this is the case, since I'm mentally male, is that bastard really a faggot?

He even actually penetrated me anally.

Fuck.

Bad memories surfaced again.

Fucking bastard, just drown and die here.

More than that, when are you going to let go of this?

I'm telling you, it's shitty because your dick is stuck between my thighs.

It's truly how shitty it is to feel your dick's veins through my thighs.

While I was cursing internally again, the Emperor slightly turned my body.

A posture where we sat facing each other from a princess carry.

My legs were wrapped around the Emperor's waist, and it was a posture where the Emperor was holding my waist.

Because it was shitty, I let go of the hands holding his neck.

Ughphk!! Ughbahb!!! Ughpahk!!.. Ughahk....

As soon as I let go, my head fell into the water as it was and I almost died.

If the Emperor hadn't held me up, I probably would have drowned as I was.

In the end, I had no choice but to wrap my arms around the Emperor's neck.

Fuck.. Fuck fuck....