The World of Masks

"Hic!"

You hear breathing. I turned my face to the place where I heard the sound. The slave on the right is shivering with a frightened face. Jinsuk smiled brightly. I forcibly held her in my arms. She followed me powerlessly. But I couldn't hide my trembling body.

"Was my face that scary?"

"It was the face of a very textbook villain."

In response, Emilia snorts.

"But why did you choose him? There are a lot of other people who would want to corrupt you."

"I met and understood."

Jinsuk looks up at the ceiling.

"There is a strong sense of justice and sowing, but that's it. It's just a piece of cake. White canvas?"

I remembered a face that looked clumsy. I also remembered being nervous when I met a famous person named Charles. The sickness was courageous, but the rest was just a child of that age.

"If you take away my sins, you'd better have some influence. If he's going to betray the world, he should at least have his own power. That way people can be persuasive. Besides, I'm comfortable with the AMSS to get me on track. That is, the subject has been narrowed down to someone with influence of AMSS, or to someone with influence of AMSS. Then the superpower who holds God is the best choice."

As the best superpowers, the impact on AMSS will also be immense. You can tell by Charles and Arongo. If you can do it, you can raise your status.

"But not those who have any other gods at the moment. Charles may be daft and stupid, but he's clearly a visible human being. A devout believer, like Arongo, who is one step away from being a baker, is also a candidate. So I waited for the other gods to come, and the right guy showed up."

Jinsuk gestured at a slave and pointed to his desk.

"There should be a document at the top of the second drawer. Bring it."

She gets up quickly. The cloth she was wearing was shattered and her skin uncovered, but she didn't care. Her master was even scarier today. I almost ran to my desk to avoid getting caught in any way.

When I opened the drawer as instructed, I saw the documents like the words of Jin. I quickly picked it up and approached Jinsuk again.

Her breasts rumble violently up and down as she moves quite awkwardly. Jinsuk glanced at him joyfully. Every time a sexy pelvic line moved, it wobbled to the left and to the right.

She politely handed out the documents. Jinsuk throws the received documents roughly on the table and seats her back next to her. I stubbornly touched her breasts and arsenal to see if she had a conscience again. She groans and twists her waist.

He raised his hand for a long time. I put a finger full of sticky love fluid in the mouth of the slave.

Chubby!

The red tongue wraps around the fingers of the stone like a snake. Once all the love potion disappeared, Jin took his hands off. Instead, I brushed her saliva against the clothes that didn't look like her clothes. And I picked up the paperwork that I had thrown.

Until then, Emily waits quietly for no further orders.

The documents were approximate information of the pandemic that was collected by Jin's order.

"Home is a normal home. He lives with his father and mother and has no brothers and sisters. Relationships are mediocre. I have a beautiful childhood friend living next door. It's me, Lee Hanna.How can I be so envious?"

I was complaining about the word beauty childhood friend who had nothing to do with herself.

"I enjoy gymnastics, but I'm not good at it. Grades, by the way, are friendlier."

I was excited to see her qualifications and think about her qualifications.

"Regardless, an extraordinary human being in an extraordinary family. If you look at the courage I showed you when I was saving my childhood friend, do I need to add the modifier" courageous "to it?"

He reads everything he needs and throws the documents back on the table.

"Combining this survey with what I've seen, this one can drop far enough."

Jinseok raises the spirits close to his eyes with a glass of wine. The light that started from the fluorescent lamp illuminated the liquor in mysterious ways. I waved the cup slightly. There are ripples on the surface of the liquor and small waves.

"Don't. There's a variable called Natia."

Emilia raises her concerns.

Those who believe in God should all think that God exists as an advisor. Moreover, Natia is one of three gods that even the elderly are reluctant to accept. It's also called "The Strongest."

"I asked Ueron about things. From what I've heard, I wouldn't worry about that either. She was born for her mission and stuck in God's world, so she's a little weak. I'll check on her later when she materializes, but once I hear about it, she'll be fine."

Emilia agrees. That's exactly what she heard from her father.

"So in many ways, you think he's the most decent person to blame?"

"That's right."

"I pity him for noticing you."

Maybe it's the misfortune of three lives. Emilia shows her sympathy to the poor man. I laughed once as if I agree with him.

"Our adults must lead us well."

I said what I said to Charles before, but I only said it once. At that time, what I said was not a lie. I really thought that adults should lead well. It's just different directions from other people.

"It's an adult's job to teach him the way."

If a stranger hears it, it will sound like someone who takes good care of his successor. But the thorns that were hidden inside were deadly poison.

"Slowly, very slowly."

The eyes of Jinsuk shined brightly. Eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for Adam and Eve are like serpents luring innocent people down. A sharp fang appeared between my lips that was curved like a tear. The slaves next to you tremble.

His eyes narrowed. When I thought about how to play with food, I felt alive. I was excited as my body warmed up.

"You should go."

You swing your hand at Emily. And I knocked a slave down on the couch to cool off. Slavery did not revolt. I lay on the couch naturally and spread out its long, smooth legs. Her secret arsenic glow is revealed under the blazing light of the fluorescent lamp.

"Then I'll execute the order."

Emilia melts into the air as if the fog were always lifting.

Jinseok begins to fulfill her desire, whether Emily disappears or not.

Another slave helped Jinsuk take off his clothes. Jinsuk inserted his penis as soon as he pulled it out. Already the arsenic of slavery was wet with the love of the true.

"Hak!

A sweet groan popped out of my mouth. I bounced back and hung the stone with my arms and legs. Sweat-dried skin came into contact with the skin of the genitals and caused heat.

Jinsuk pistons violently. The body of the slave bounced back and forth in accordance with the movement of the waist of the senior in repetition. My heart fluttered and my head flew.

"Ahhh! Haang!"

The slave vomited violently. Pleasure was also pleasure, but there was also exaggeration to satisfy the sexual ego of Jin. But even without it, her master was really foreboding. My uterus ached every time I pulled myself up.

"Oops!"

Her lips are covered with her lips. I can't breathe. The strong piston quality of the genuine continued.

The other slave next to him helped boost his pleasure by rubbing his chest against the back of the stone. Jinseok holds their lives in his hands. She makes every effort not to get caught.

Huff!

White semen is sucked into the quality of slavery. Jinsuk was not hesitant to give a vaginal assessment. Birth control was a slave's duty in the first place. I only crammed when I wanted to cram and rice when I wanted to buy it.

"Ha! Ha!"

A slave covered in dust sighs. Heat and pleasure consumed her stamina.

Jin took his penis. White semen seeps from her arsenic mouth.

Hot Stones!

A slave who was stirring up the dust rubbing his chest on his back quickly approached and asked for his penis. I swept up the penis once with the tongue of magenta filled with semen and asked.

Jeez!

There's an obscene sound. A bitter, foul semen spills into her mouth. A flavor that can never be said to be good. It tasted like vomiting if he had a weak stomach. But she didn't show up.

After finishing the so-called "cleaning," she took her mouth off her penis. A short break in the saliva passes between the genitals of the fossil and her mouth.

I looked down at him with cold eyes.

Excitement never subsides. Of course, the excitement now was not lust, but murder. Can't be solved by sex alone. Jinsuk looked at the slave he had craved.

She slumps her limbs, making sure they're still in the wind. White semen spills out from between the open legs.

Jin-seok climbs back up on her. It was time she tried to hug him because she thought he wanted to do it again.

Hot Stones!

Jinsuk's hand wraps around her neck.

"Huff!"

I heard the terminals moaning. Airways are blocked and no oxygen is supplied to the lungs. A bell rang from my head. I felt like I was about to breathe into the pain of my neck.

I struggled with my hands and feet. Minimum struggle to survive. But it was meaningless struggle.

"Don't resist."

Her body stops at the command of a gruesome quarrel. My arms and legs were sagging again like before. I'm thirsty, but I can't resist. Her face turns blue.

"Main, Kwak, Owner . Article Foot ."

I don't know what I've done wrong. But her life and death are entirely in her hands. In the midst of her delusional mind, there was nothing she could do except beg for truth. But the act of legislation did not stop.

Just before her eyes turn upside down and she breathes, her hands fall off her neck.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As her body falls, she rolls down the couch. It was very nice to see the air. I was grateful for my tears, my nostrils, and my saliva, but I had no reason to freshen up.

"Eww!"

Eventually, I spilled it out violently. The shock of her almost dying knocks her head unconditionally.

Ignoring her, Jin gripped her strangled hand and stretched it out. A terrifying smile on his mouth. Jinsuk looked at the other slaves.

"Hic!"

I saw a woman who was reluctant to sit beside the couch and shudder. There is a small pool where she sits, whether she peed or not.

"You're not going to kill me, are you?"

"Hiccup!"

I ignored the slavery that began to hiccup. You can't kill slaves in real life, either. Unlike the masked world in which humans can increase slavery indefinitely with the jewels of contract, the number of slavery in reality is fixed. It's a valuable resource, even if it's sex slavery for sex. It's too bad to kill with desire.

'But it's also true that you are unhappy.'

Jinseok wakes up. I didn't even have to worry. Like I just said, there are countless slaves in the masked world.

"Clean it up and go back."

Jinsuk commands. Both slaves nod in fear.

Jinseok left the slaves and went into the room with the chairman. I lay straight in bed wearing the tools of the world of masks. Looking forward to the joyful taste of the future, Jin entered the masked world.