Arcadia’s Labyrinth

It's probably been a month or so since I was taken prisoner by His Highness.

The ambiguous expression is because it's hard to tell how many days have gone by here.

After that... I was transferred from the dungeon of the Gedron house to the Christina house and was thus given a room.

A warm bed with dandruff for the nobles. Comfortable labyrinth bedding. Luxurious rice that comes out without doing anything.

And in an iron lattice fitted window and steel door, magic handcuffs and chastity belts that take away power (...)......

Dreamy life in a good or a bad way.

I spent all day there, without doing anything, waiting for dinner and His Highness to visit me.

There are no tools in the room that could be used to escape, or toys or books to crush your spare time. Even masturbation can't get your chastity belt out of the way...... torture room named Boredom.

Escape on its own, I gave up in about a week. The birdcage His Highness prepared for me was perfect, and my civilian brains couldn't fathom her royal brains in the end.

... Empty time. My spare time is sharpening my spirit. [M]

It was clear that it was Chris' intentional.

I don't know in the morning or at night, they take up any entertainment and I can't even masturbate. While I was spending time in a room where nothing had changed like that, I began to expect her visit, which was the only change.

She told me all kinds of interesting stories every time I visited her. News that was worldly that day. Talk about the ridiculous trial she took charge of. Truth behind politics. The real mechanism of revenge insurance. Myths excavated from the labyrinth. The end of Gedron and other political enemies.

All her stories were interesting and I listened to them obsessively.

In particular, I learned the truth about revenge insurance and the end of Gedron's path so terrified that my spine would freeze. Apparently, the creature royalty was fundamentally different from the rest of humanity......

And at the end of the conversation, she took off her clothes, and we layered our bodies.

The pleasure she brought to me in my life of abstinence was not something I could resist, and I held her as I was invited.

And when she left the room, I rebuffed her story in the room where I was alone and dreamed of her nudity.

Play it in your head over and over and over again and kill time. That's how I waited for her next visit.

A ploy to turn all my interests to myself by depriving me of any other pleasure...

Warm beds, delicious rice, and chastity belts. Of the three great desires, satisfying all but lust makes them, on the contrary, insatiable. And it was her prospect to increase her presence, the only stigma of it.

Spiritual Tutoring. A familiarity with her that builds up somewhere in her heart. Stockholm syndrome. A little bit, a sense of “I" being shredded. A sculpture knife, sharpened to her preferred shape. Gali, Gali, Gali, Gali......

... Meanwhile, Your Highness has made me like it in eclectics.

Initially, I found a breakthrough there and took every hand to contact her.

I whispered love in my ear, hugged her hard, kissed her intensely, and stunned her so much that she... delighted her so hard.

And His Highness was delighted, but he would never let me out of here.

No matter how much I begged, he didn't even plug in books or toys.

While I feel sincerely sorry for you, I won't give up just what I need to teach you.

As such, there was a determination to make a decision once, which led to steel.

As a result, I gave up on her contact and cleared up the grudges I had accumulated in this room with sex.

I hold her violently and sometimes find myself intrigued by perverse behaviors such as enemas, spanking and whipping.

There was even a time to swallow my own urine.

Play too harsh to do to an innocent princess. A place where, if known to her subordinates, she would be executed after torture.

Even if it kills you, if you give me all your love...

It was from those thoughts, but she accepted all of them.

I hate, cry, and plead during play, but the next day I face this room again with a full grin.

As I watched it, I became more and more addicted to her. [M]

I want to see Chris sniffle and cry like hell.

I'll beat you up, frustrate you, pull out the jerk and gauge your love for me............

It was even becoming a living in this room of mine to see her succumb to my blame.

But she endures that high status in physical distress and the strength of her will in advance.

Gradually, I shifted my blame on her to something spiritual...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, feels good no, alcaine? Mm-hmm......!

Chris across me is waving hard. [M]

He grinded his hips wide, tightened his vagina in a hurry, and worked out ideas to please me.

A sincere service, like not even the finest whores of a hundred gold coins overnight.

Besides, I turned a cold gaze as I felt comfortable.

"Not at all? It doesn't feel good. Tighter."

"Huh... oh, sorry! Sorry! Hey, that was a little loose. How about this? Right?"

Chris laughs like a fragrant and tightens it even harder. I told her to mock me. [M]

"Leliana felt better tightening the cum, didn't she?

"Huh!!!

Chris's reaction to hearing that was dramatic.

Skew the lid, bite the lips and lean down. Jealousy, sadness, anger expression.

faintly shaking my shoulders... and the vagina was tightening my delicacies painfully.

"Oh, sorry... but I'll try harder, from..."

I grip a beautiful milk the size that fits in its palm, as I ignore her saying in such a trembling voice.

Tits so soft that I thought I would break them if I applied or subtracted the force incorrectly were the best rubbing comfort combined with the royal touch, but I sighed in the wind that I was still disappointed.

"Hmmm...... Hmmm!

"... Elise's tits were bigger and more comfortable to rub after all. I'm not at all satisfied with this."

"I don't know......!

Chris's expression froze as he rubbed his chest and seemed happy.

A dark joy springs up in my heart when I see it.

Again, this woman looks best with a crying face......

After trying out all sorts of plays this past month, what I found out was that play with disparagement is the most decisive part of her mind compared to other women.

This unusually monopolistic woman couldn't resist the fact that my heart was still in other women.

Ever since I figured it out, I kept putting it on and having sex with Leliana and Elise.

The kiss was better with Leriana. Not enough butt volume, Elise was just fine. Leriana feels tighter and better......

Compared to one by one, it disparages Chris.

"... ahhhhhhhh! No more, no more! Stop it! Please, don't say such terrible things. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Then, one of these days, Chris starts shaking his hair and crying...

"I'm just telling the truth."

Let it go cold.

And then, that's just her, too, kick! I'm sending you a resentful look...

"- What those eyes. I'll tell you what, if I put even one scratch on Elise or Leriana, I'll kill myself."

……

But with this one word, I quell the fire immediately.

The most important consideration to be given to when stirring up this hand is the safety of the comparable Elise.

I don't know when Chris' distorted jealousy will turn to them.

Therefore, I took my life hostage.

The safety of Elise and Reliana can be seen by looking at the status cards.

Because the status card simply shows the HP bar and status anomalies of the registered party members.

Seeing it every day, I was making sure they were okay.

If anything happened to them, I meant to hurt myself.

I didn't commit suicide on Dada many times. My seriousness seems to have been well conveyed to Chris, and so far there has been no sign of what to do with Elise and the others.

My life... that was the only card I had ever been given away for taking away all my freedom.

"Ugghhhhhhhh...! Oh, oh, oh!

Chris covers his face with his hands to hide the fierceness that comes in and raises a beastly roar.

The remorse of being compared to other women and denigrating them, even though they say they are sincerely devoted. And jealousy that I could seriously throw my life away for that woman...

Seeing Chris suffer from scorching fury, the harder my specialty hurts.

Suffer...... Cry harder. The tears will heal this boring day.

"It's awful... it's awful... Why are you saying this? Even though it's me... I'm the one who loves Alcaine the most. I'm the one doing this now, but I can't..."

Snuggling like a child, Chris waves his hips unconsciously.

The horny rips were so massive a love liquid poured out to the illusion that it was a leak, making a jup jup and water noise.

- And more importantly, why I throw such a horrible word at Chris. That was because, by being compared to other women, she obviously felt it.

Chris' crying face is not a lie. I'm sure you're even feeling the pain of getting your chest stabbed with a knife.

But on the other hand, it was also true that it was stirring up her sexual excitement.

I feel bitter, sad, regretful, jealous... but as excited as that is.

From what she looked like waving her hips like crazy, I felt such confusion about myself.

Its expression coloured with splashing sweat and tears...... so beautiful that it is in love.

"Ugh...... Yikes! Ichu!"

Turning his spine back, Chris reached. Forget me, it's deep enough to cramp your body...

In the meantime, while the aftertaste was still there, I rammed my hips up from the bottom, I said.

"Don't stop. Move.... if you really like me"

"Ugh...... ski. Ski...... Oh, I love you. Ugh."

Chris, who heard my words, moves out with a body that is at its peak and sensitive.

To prove my love.

"Nguh! Ha ha! Yikes! Iku!!"

Chris reaches a very deep peak after just a few moves due to the lingering incense of the peak.

But this time it won't stop.

He keeps waving his hips as if he were going to poke and move into something, shaking his hips and thighs blurry.

Half-opened lips kept spitting out of my mouth, dripping down into my chest.

The bright white skin is slightly reddish and the eyebrows are distorted to cry. What a colour that is......

I guess my vision always blinks white at the waves of the peak that I pull constantly. When her pupils opened, she repeatedly closed them.

Still, those eyes kept looking at me.

He keeps crying, living in madness, just looking at me.

Those pale eyes...... how lovely.

The illusion as if there were only two of us in the world.

Adam and Eve. The only man and woman in the world. Only two spaces without Lilith (the disturber). A closed, perfect world just inside a small room.

Her, by her, a paradise just for her.

- Everything, as she thought.

But that's fine. Only for this moment, let's give ourselves up to this pleasure.

I did not defy the sense of ejaculation that came in, pushed her to the bottom, and let her go.

"Ah, ah, ah...! Haaaaah......!

"Oh, ku...!

Receiving large amounts of sperm, Chris shouts a joyous whisper.

Even after a long and long ejaculation, she was cramping the blurb and its body.

He did so for a few minutes, but eventually he drowned on me without force.

I took it and started stroking her head somehow.

……………………………………

"Hmm... Huh..."

... After ejecting this way, any previous abominations, etc. disappear and you will be in a mental state where anything can be forgiven.

Blah, blah. It's just sage time, but only at this time do I want to be somewhat nice to her.

I hold my head gently and whisper in my ear......

"Thanks again today. It felt so good..."

"Ahhh..., Alcaine... glad"

To the words, Chris shudders himself to a blurry, light peak.

I rub my slender head against my shoulder.

Adorable tricks like kittens give rise to conflicting feelings of wanting to do it more lovingly, and wanting to pop it and kick it in the stomach.

But I guess both of these emotions are what she thinks they are after all.

Love and hate are sure to be good if they are even directed at you.

While I felt her warm body, I thought so with a cold heart somewhere.

"... are you ready?

An unpopular mansion shaped labyrinth about half a day away from the labyrinth city...... one of its rooms.

Three girls were surrounding the table in a dark space where the candlelight just lit up slightly.

One of them asks his people.

"Oh.... Damn, I can take care of you. That's why she stopped."

The first thing I answered was a young Cubash girl - - Leriana. She fisted and laughed invincibly as she did so.

Plus, the girl with the silver hair on the side tail - Tina continues.

"This is what happens because you look at a woman sweetly. It's a good punishment for coming to the city and being a little hot!

It feels good, laughing bitterly at her, while the first girl I asked - Elise said.

"Still, you're going to help, aren't you?

And the two girls said, "Well!," he nodded forcefully.

"Well... the other guy's the prince? Dear Sir, I will not forgive you."

"A revolution!

Elise accidentally lay down her face after a faint laugh at the two of them poking up her fists with exasperation.

"Your Royal Highness needs to know... that nothing is as good as you think."

In the room, where the candlelight faintly illuminated, the expression could not be seen...