The World of Masks

Jack raises his head.

“How long has it been?”

Jack mutters as he rises to his feet from a large bed in a spacious room that seems to be enough. It's been a really long time since I've been able to connect with you because there are so many missions in reality these days.

After living in a small room in a building assigned to PPSO, I woke up in the bedroom of Marwan Castle and it looked big.

As if the maids were taking good care of it every day, they didn't see a single speck of dust in the bedroom. The sheep are true of the words "silk thread." They pluck out the gold thread and slurp it down onto the sheet. I stood up on the floor of a room lined with bare marble. I walked up and opened the big door and broke it down.

I saw one maid passing by the front of the room at a good time, surprised. She looks at Jack and nods in haste. The brown hair was an impressive woman. She was the most beautiful woman in all of the Demon King's realms, because she was placed in the Castle of Marwan with a veil and a veil removed.

I felt a little nauseous.

"How long have you been hugging a woman? ’

I couldn't even feel a woman's life, instead of holding her while running around doing good things that wouldn't be good these days. There was definitely a woman in the PPSO, and Eun-hee, a slave who could be missed at any time, followed him, but sprinkled it all for perfect acting. Especially touching the women of the PPSO was completely out of the picture at the moment of building the Angel image. In the real world, Yoo Rin, Eun Hee, Sophie, and Masked World were surrounded by enough women to turn the snow collected on the whole continent, so no woman was impressed with a jack with incredibly high eyes.

After returning home, I met Yu Rin, my lover, but she hasn't made any progress since the senior and Ga Young couple ordered me to stay chaste before the wedding.

There was nothing to worry about. In the first place, all the women inside this castle were his women. It was natural for me to play all kinds of hardships, and I had the right to life and death pass.

Jinseok picks his hand at Maid. Her face is stiff. But I came as if I had decided to.

Brainwashing is also given to mothers. Of course, most of the wives who have been brainwashed regard the embrace of Jack as the glory of three lives. But even as she pretended, she was afraid to hold Jack as a target of horror.

‘Recently deployed, or exceptionally mentally strong, so your brain won't listen. ’

It doesn't matter. Brainwashing is a secondary part of motivation. It was not a matter of whether or not they were properly brainwashed by those who were fully contracted to Jack. No, I was more excited about the feeling of rape.

Jack squeezes her breasts gently.

“Ugh!”

Maid moans in agony. Jack put his hand on her makeup, not caring.

Giddy up!

Her clothes are easily torn like paper towels with enormous strength. Jack grabs her smooth ass with his other hand.

“Where are you from? What's your real identity?"

She slowly licks her tongue from her ear to the cheek. She tightly closed her eyes and replied.

“Ma'am, I'm from the Mazab Kingdom. My dad used to be the Marquis. ”

“I see. A nobleman. ”

Her body trembles. He felt a snide twist in Jack's words.

“Your name?”

“The Carlyle.”

She answered with a completely resigned voice. In the meantime, Jack's affection continued. A flawless, white and smooth skin slipped past my red tongue. I passed through a flabby, apparently larger chest than the average, and reached the embarrassing arsenal through a slippery waist.

“When were they stationed here? ”

Every time Jack speaks, his hot breath continues to touch her arsenal. She rubs her face red and replies.

“It's been two or two months. ”

‘He hasn't been deployed yet. ’

Jinsuk sweeps down the chunky arsenic hilt with his bare hands. The collar squeezes the leg tightly to keep it steady, shivering. I wanted to cover my chest and bottom even now because I was ashamed, but I endured it. The opponent is the Demon King. She never imagined her past as a baroness, but now she is the rightful owner.

“What is the male experience? ”

“Nothing.”

That was good news again. Jack's face rises back up, touching or licking her arsenal for a long time. The goal was the breasts.

Already her nipples were sulking. He squeezed one breast with his hand and the other like a baby sucked it up hard. I licked my nipples lightly with my teeth or swirled my tongue around my surroundings.

“Ugh!"

A small drop of dew formed in Carlyle's eyes as irritation continued to rise from sensitive areas. Slowly, her body began to rise. His breathing gets rough. Jack looks up at her face, flushed in her chest. There was a pure virgin who knew no man, who had no choice but to be faint with fear and pleasure. Jack's lust for domination rises like a wildfire. Jack's penis seems to explode.

You turn her waxy and push her against the wall. She screams briefly. The wall is close to your face. I put my hands on the wall in a hurry.

In front of Jack, you see a penis holding out a slimy head like her luscious butt and shy young lady. Jack picks up his clothes. In the first place, Jack was dressed like a robe so he could easily have sex at any time in the castle.

As if it were going to explode right away, Jack brings his sky-high, unaware penis to Carlisle's arsenal.

“Hic!”

It was completely different from what it had been until now. Camila bounces back, startled, as if she were pouring cold water full of ice. I felt something completely different in her precious place. It seemed to have brought a hot fireball.

Jack waxes his stuff into her penis.

“Aah!”

The short haircut speaks for her pain. Her hands tremble at the wall.

‘Good.’

A virgin tightening struck Jack. The vagina touches Jack's penis. Jack pauses for a moment to enjoy her sense of touch and conquest. Carlyle bites his lip in agony.

Soon Jack's actions resumed. He pistons her roughly and pushes her away.

“Ow! Ow! ”

Every time Jack pushes her up, she screams. But Jack remained busy coveting her body without any sympathy.

Boom! Boom! Puck!

A loud bang rang out into the large corridor. On a carpet on the floor of the corridor, Carlyle's slippery legs are stretched, barely holding on to his toes and accepting Jack.

As Jack begins to lift the last spud, his waist swings faster. Soon.

Huff!

Jack's semen spills into her vagina.

“Phew!”

After the satisfactory sex, Jack pulls out his penis.

Bloop!

A white liquid flows from her arsenic. Carlyle sits still on the floor, exhausted or exhausted. I sighed like a sore body.

Jack grabbed her head.

“Aah!”

She is distracted by the pain she feels in her head again without being able to fix the pain coming up from below.

“We have to deal with this. ”

He said, placing a burning penis next to her face that still remained in the tears that Jack shed. Carlyle had no right to refuse. She puts the penis in her mouth filled with blood, evidence of his spilled semen and her virgin destruction. I pulled out my tongue and gently swept down my penis. The sheer veins and breathtaking smell of the male stimulate her sense of smell, soon filling her mouth with tubs.

Chubby!

Her little mouth, like a parrot, sucks the debris from Jack's penis.

Gulp!

Only after all the debris has been sucked down her throat does she remove her mouth from her penis. A long silver bridge of her saliva joins Jack's penis and her mouth, and it snaps.

“Well, good work. ”

Jack told Camilla that he would throw a few coins at the cheap whore who received the desire.

I thought about it a few more times, but now I have work to do.

‘The rest will be a little later. ’

Every woman in this country is his slave. Governor forests can be enjoyed at any time without envy of the old emperor. Jack leaves.

As Jack disappears, a few maids who have been waiting for him from afar approach. I supported a collar that I couldn't wrap my body around in my first rough experience. One took the potion out of her arms and used it on her. It's the ultimate potion. Carlyle's condition is improving rapidly.

It wasn't a potion for Maid to use, but it was natural for Maid of Prince here. They're Jack's rage. It's not wrong to say doll. A pretty doll, no wonder there's nothing wrong with the Demon King's doll. They have been supplied with an endless supply of quality potions that could have been used by almost emperors, kings, and nobles of the highest caliber. If I get any fresh breath while I'm working, I literally wipe the wound with a potion. Potions are an enormous report of life, so even a potion could make a woman drink a bottle before bed or even bathe. Priests who surrendered in the Holy Neutral City and were enslaved were constantly forced to produce potions in order to wait for their potions.

Of course, Marwan's Maids were able to maintain their beautiful beauty, rather than wrinkles. None of the usual stiffness that occurs to those who work. Maids who work in the kitchen were the same. The burnt soup was about another country, saying that it must follow the person who cooks.

Because of this situation, I was able to use that expensive potion without hesitation for the weary Carlyle.

He had gone through physical pain, but there was still mental pain. The already brainwashed, Carlisle-boosting maids were wondering why she was so traumatized by such glorious work. However, for a struggling colleague, his mates escort him to his room to rest.