Dungeon+Harem+Master

The collector twisted himself in an attempt to strike a turnaround while gradually awakening his consciousness.

"Ho."

I have a dumb voice. Weird. Not even picky as my fingertips fixed. I try to open my eyes, but my eyes stick to my eyelids like a nikawa and I can't peel them off.

Come on, not if you're drunk, me!

Moaning and loosening, the warm cloth cut gently hits the eye area.

I understood that the sensibly thin and long ones were fingers.

Smells sweet on the nose tip. I was convinced it belonged to a young woman.

"Uh-huh."

I'm not sure for myself what's wrong, but the collector naturally got half erect when he laughed thinly.

The dusty steam gradually drifts away.

The tense eye was completely removed by someone else's hand.

"Ngu!?

I was surprised when I opened my eyes.

Cold golden eyes stared straight at the collector so far away that his nose and nose touched him.

It is Hilda.

"Oh, my God, you're freaking out"

The back of my throat tingled when I made a dry voice. Face the pain.

She stood at a distance when she could stand still with an icy gaze.

Right next to me I could see Lacey sitting on her back to the bedroom, nagging.

"It is! Mm-hmm, what the heck!?

I noticed trying to get up. My hands and feet are chained to a chair and wrapped around it.

It was completely sealed in motion.

I can put all my strength into both wrists tied to the back of the chair.

"Hmm, muggle"

It won't come off.

I understood half the time, but the confusion was bigger.

The weight of the cold, heavy metal grew firmly on my wrist.

It is bound in a special way of restraint that does not purposefully come into force.

The ankle was also tied with thick rough rope to the front leg of the chair, and the caveman's torso was carefully grooved with iron chains. When it was wide open, the rings of the chain of the chest made a ragged noise.

"Phungi no. Ha, ho. Mm-hmm. No. Hey, this is so sweet! Hilda, Lacey!

"What do you mean?"

Lacey responded with a fine voice as she lay on her face.

Her long hair runs forward like a ghost and she can't see the look on her face.

She was a bright character with no consignment. Her appearance was not there.

The hole in my ass suddenly cleared and my spine became thinner and colder.

Turning to Hilda in awe, she had awakened eyes to look at the inorganic.

"Looks like you had a lot of fun last night."

Uh, maybe this is a pinch one.

Alcohol-mixed perspiration flooded my forehead.

The only thing I can think of that sucks is something that sucks.

As he stifled his body with a drawn expression, Hilda, who approached him, stretched out her sneaky fingers and touched his cheeks.

Crisp and scratch the inert mustache with stretched fingertips.

I have eyes and eyes. It just reminded me of the sophistication of Bisque Doll, just because of its neat appearance.

I mean the discomfort I feel in something inhuman.

I can't read her emotions. The scrotum contracted.

"Mr. Klund. Put your hands on your chest and think about it. Where have you been and what have you done until today? How worried do you think we both are?"

"Hehe, I'm sorry"

The look on Hilda's face when she heard an unorthodox reply turned into something spectacular.

Hilda's eyes opened even wider as the collector glanced at his body as it wrapped around the chains restraining his body, causing large tears to spill out in tears.

"You said you loved me."

"Oh, yeah, yeah!?

Did you say that?

Lacey, who was sitting on the bed, covered her face and cried out as if it had caught fire.

I started shaking my hair and scratching my sheets.

Hilda waved a dark blue monastic coat and crouched on the spot, shouting sadly as she pressed her face against the floorboard and punched her hands more and more.

"Oh, oh, I betrayed you! You betrayed me. Ahhh!

"You said you'd be by my side all the time!! He said he loved you. Aah!! Liar, no! I gave you my most important thing!

Lacey screams after Hilda.

The collector sweated more and more like a waterfall on his face as he orotted.

"Even I gave my first time!! Yikes!!

Why, it's broken.

The collector thought of the cold waters of winter as he looked at the two wild women with a pale expression. I felt pale, heavy everywhere, falling to the deep bottom everywhere.

But the reality remains the same.

"Calm down. Lady and the others."

"Shut up!

"Umbu."

When the collector struck him in the face with a thrown pillow, he made his eyes black and white and pressed silently.

"Ha, ha, ha!

Hilda punches her fist in the chest hysterically as she raises her metallic voice. Her fist struck the chain and the noise rang intermittently.

"Hey, Hilda. Hands, you're gonna get hurt!

"Shut up! Don't be gentle. Oh, and betrayal. Whoa!

"Yes, excuse me. Shut up, me."

As both Hilda and Lacey became somewhat tired of crying, once they stopped working and raised their wet faces with tears and runny noses, they stared at the collector and immersed themselves in the task of crying again.

"Ugh!

"Whoa, wait a minute. Wow."

Lacey, who was burying her face in the bedroom, gently raised her face and killed her by a collector tied to a chair. There is no escape for a man who cannot move, and he falls backwards from chair to chair. The wet face was pressed and the warm feeling spread across my cheeks.

"I've been worried sick! But this is what I'm talking about!

Lacey screamed sharply as she buried her face in the chest of the treasurer.

"Shh, shh, shh, shh."

"It's too late to apologize. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Yes, when did you get away with it!

"That was just now! I was convinced to see Lacey leaning against Mr. Klund! But I didn't want to know. Ah!

"Yes, come on, don't! Mr. Hilda!"

Hilda slapped the collector's cheek with a small palm as he pulled the cucumber.

Oh, hell. This.

The collector closed his eyes and waited still for the storm of brutality to blow away.

Any pathetic story is bound to come to an end.

In experience, I knew that.

I waited for the moment to pass as Hilda and Lacey were left unattended.

"Oh, are you done?"

The collector sighed relieved to see the two people still rinsing their noses as they flipped through each chair. They had been secretly talking to each other for quite a while. He seemed to talk pale without his emotions stirring up anymore.

Bright red eyes, Hilda approaching with Lacey's shoulders supported. The collector made me try to make a smile with all the charm, but it didn't work.

"I will punish you"

"Huh."

"We talked to each other and decided. I will punish Mr. Klund for humiliating us both. Hey, Lacey."

Lacey stares at Hilda with a grudgingly caged gaze as she shrugs her nose as she nods to her words.

"Uh, what does that mean? Yeah, just give me a minute. Me, hey, is it left like this? I want you to stop being so quiet."

The two disappeared across the door ignoring the words of the collector.

Hey.

How much time has passed since they were left alone by the two of us?

The hermetically sealed indoors had a rise in gung temperatures and heat that could no longer be tolerated.

"Oh, no, it's heavy. Sit back. Shomben."

It was decided that this temperature would be about noon, but that doesn't mean anything will change. Punishment is still ongoing. The Silver Carriage Pavilion is open after sundown, and if you want to call for help, you should bet at the time when people are most likely.

Most of all, it's hard to imagine opening a store in this state. I'm also worried about the Pordina I left in the boarding house, but today I'm promising to meet that crazy self-proclaimed alchemist named woman. Especially the part about having a map is important.

"Damn, I was planning on getting a map of that stupid woman in my nystokin. I got a plan. Oh, hey, yah!

The bladder was on the verge of rupture as the collector put his strength into his lower abdomen.

Quiet urination continues to strike me.

"Whoa, whoa, it's not gonna be so stylish to bring this to you this year. Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Because it was my fault. Ah, just let me jolly. Huh!

I suffer as I drip my sweat. He tries hard to move his arm tied to the back of his hand, but he can't even make a slight gap.

When the collector tried to let go of his human dignity and stop putting up with him, the door sounded and opened properly and quietly. Hilda's small body protruded through the door.

Trying to crawl this way, I'm only halfway out of my face and staring in. The entomologist felt low temperatures in his skin like observing insects.

"Oops, Goddess Hilda. Oops, I reflected on you. Ah, let me go to the bathroom!

"Toilet?"

"Yes, yes."

Hilda laughed more, quickly closing the door.

The knob's tight boneless sound sounds.

The expression of the collector stained with despair.

"Whoa, whoa, that's not true!

"Yes, uh-huh."

As soon as I raised the scream, the door opened quickly.

The slight Hilda approaches the small run, showing her white teeth.

I cried in the eyes of the treasurer.

"Hey, give me a break. Oh."

"Oh, oh, I'm not reflecting at all. You ate and scattered me and Lacey's virgin. You beast!

"Thank you very much."

"Heh."

Hilda's golden eyes narrowed.

My legs stick out by flipping my monk coat.

"Huh!?

Hilda's face was delighted when the kick was stunningly buried in the lower abdomen of the collector.

"Whoa, whoa, no more, really, no more,"

"Oh, you're going to answer to a cheater without you."

Hilda chewed down the panther's underwear to a nose mix, and something pampered her with intense urine appeared. There is a slight red brush on her eyes. I was gently accompanied by a tent with a stiff thin fingertip.

"Mr. Klund, do you want to let me out? If you pee in public, then you want to get it out?

"Ugh.... Wait a minute. I don't have that kind of hobby."

"Uri Uri"

"Whoa, whoa! Don't do that. Whoa, piss play or something. It's too difficult for me! Don't do this, you doe-erotic sister! Disciplined monk! Slut female pig girl. Ahhh! Stop it. Eh, don't be a little hodgy first. Yeah!

A fierce spark splashed in front of the collector.

In the back of my brain, the black dam I saw one day smashed the wood to pieces of dust and collapsed.

Oh, goodbye. It's my humanity.

Dam, brilliantly, decimated by no complete skin.

"Haha!! Uh, something's so funny."

Hilda played the trembling collector's thing at her fingertips with a freak and aftertaste.

Forgive me, seriously, Hilda.

The collector put his mind mask back on deep with his vows of vengeance.

"... forgive me. Oh."

"Oh, are you really reflecting, too?"

"Oh, so get out of my way, this"

After the shame was over, Hilda's attitude was surprisingly softened.

"I didn't forgive you yet. Hey, I'll listen to you about it. Yes, yes, yes, come on."

Hilda unlocked the restraint on a nose mix. When released from the heavy, thick chains and ropes, the collector stretched out his hands and feet to vacillate his spine. His gaze meets Hilda, who has a dirty underwear and trousers with urination.

When the collector winked with one eye, he kicked the floorboard out all at once, barefoot. When he hits the door with his shoulders at his disposal, he runs down the spiral staircase.

For a moment, Hilda was taken lightly, but when he understood everything, he slammed the garment on the spot and shouted.

"To, escaped -!!

"An escape to freedom!!

I worked out my legs to work out my collector was quick. Hilda goes to the table of the silver carriage pavilion to catch up.

Already, at that point, the reservoir's hindsight was like a bean grain on the other side of the boulevard.

"What's wrong?"

"I got away! This ooh."

Hilda kicked out the rest with a quick move as she lifted her hem. Lacey, who has not grasped the situation, opens her eyes at the door and is stunned.

For now. Run.

And let's go home and bury our faces in Pordina's Moffmoff and think about what's after that.

The treasurer walked in front of his jacket, possessed by strange delusions.

But this outfit is pretty hard to run.

"Wait. Yes! Here, wait. Come on, oh good!!

"No! 'Cause you're gonna torture me. Whoa!!

"I won't, because I won't! Just a little bit!!

"I can't believe you did it!!

"... Disease Shoes (Rapid)"

"Don't cast a spell in silence. Ahhh!!

Hilda's figure using sacred witchcraft that improves agility looms backwards.

I pressed and killed the fear coming up and shook my arms hard.

But I guess the original endurance value was far apart, and after a while Hilda, who had packed the distance, gradually went away. If you can bend a straight route down the boulevard, you'll reach an unusually complicated alley.

Hilda screamed as soon as she was convinced that the collector could escape.

"Somebody! That person raped me!!

"Nah ahhh!?

The collector slowed down on too many lines. The people on the road look back with a glimpse.

What else?

Hilda's dark blue monastic coat was good by the way, and the wimple covering her head had uneven falling blonde hair sticking out in her crotch. The raw white thighs are also dewy because they ran barefoot. The sight only seemed to be atrocious or weak Sister itself to the well-informed.

"This guy, Ni, how dare you treat him!

"Hey, Terra! Help! Let these bastards go, God forbid!

"Hey! Bring the stick! Gather people, too! Don't let them get away with this!

"Hey, wait a minute. What she's saying is completely different!

The collector defended himself as he thrust through the devout Romless followers he grabbed.

But do the people of the simple city believe Hilda, who complains in tears, and they are bravely and resolutely struck with a flame of outrage in their eyes? When I threw the third person away, the front of the jacket I was matching packed open and the array was exposed. The city daughters, who were winding away, run away with a yellow voice. The older ladies began to debate the collector's stuff by building a pedestrian hedge.

"Please help! They're committing it again!

"Again, what is it? Again!?

Hilda kept sitting back and screaming.

"Don't let them get away with it! I'll be with this guy and I'll be vulgar!

"Take responsibility, if you're a man!

"Oh, I know you feel sorry for Ni, but hey!

"I really do, but I decide to think this is God's guide as well. Everyone in the city. I'll let that sinful man spend his whole life trying to get him back on the right track. So to speak, it's martyrdom! Come on, don't let them get away with it!

Heated up by Hilda's incitement, the crowd began to assemble into the Zodiac without any foresight before or after excitement in the mood they had become characters in the story.

"Oh, you."

The collector began to open his bloodpath, driven by an unprecedented sense of impatience, as he teased and threw at one of the men coming towards him a charambo from his neck sumo.

They pull my hair, they snap my cheeks, they bite my feet.

It was almost a miracle that he escaped through the boulevard while being screwed up.

When the collector came to an unpopular place, he kept his back on the wall and prepared his rough breath.

The whole body is sweaty as it struck water.

"Damn, they don't know anything. I just did what I wanted!!

That is the biggest problem.

"Klund"

"Hiu!? So, who is it?

Looking back frightened, there was Lacey, who had not been there until earlier.

She stood securely like a shadow painting beside a mossy, decaying slab wall.

Oh, my God, whoa. This whole thing with me freaked me out.

Well, it's common these days.

Lacey doesn't try to look up while she's still nagging. When the collector slowly approached him in front of his coat, he shrunk himself like he was frightened.

"Lacey,"

It makes me honor other people's demeanor. Then I peered into Lacey's eyes from the front with a zip. Disappear the previously giddy madness. There is sanity. On the contrary, the moist eyes were still trembling with exuberant tears spilling down.

"Hey, no way"

"Huh."

Lacey hugs me to jump.

The collector hastily hugged him, but with recoil, he buttocks on the spot.

Her gaze staggers with her face up.

Lacey threw tears like threads from both eyes, shaking her face and putting her hands around her sides.

"Maybe he's not mad anymore..."

Lacey summoned instantly as the collector snapped a convenient delusion.

"I'm mad! But it's not like, yah, yah, yah!! Come back. Yeah. Yeah!! Stay with me the whole time. Whoa, whoa!

Lacey's chest pressed against her face twitched and wet with tears. The zodiac felt the butt on the ground get cold as she held her body back hard screaming.

"Relax, you're not going anywhere."

"Running away ah"

"You'll run, it's"

"Run away. Hey. Ah."

"Don't be impotent. Huh."

When the collector takes a deep sigh, Lacey looks up at him with a grudging gaze.

"What the fuck? Ah."

"What is it?"

"It made me so pretty about me. Ah. So I'm gonna go home to your wife. Ah."

"What are you talking about, you?"

"I know. Klando, I have a wife. Ah. It was a game about me."

"What?"

It's a completely incomprehensible thought circuit. The collector tricked Lacey into learning the meaning of the word. Apparently, she meant that there was a sentence stitched up in the collector's coat that hinted at the presence of his true wife.

"Hey, answer me honestly. Why don't you go home to your wife?

"Uh, well, that's what we were talking about. Ah."

Sizka, what did you want?

"Answer the question, answer the question!

Whatever you answer, I'm sure she won't mind. When the two letters of despair appeared on the back of the treasurer's brain, he felt signs of approaching from the corner of the alley.

Hilda slowly approached with her mouth as a letter to. Again, I can't see the look on my face because this one tends to lay low too. Raise your head and hope for heaven. The blue sky, cut into squares by the building, softly smudges in my eyes.

When it seemed like a good day to dive deep into a dungeon, I quietly waited for the courage to come up with a twinkle in my chest.