69 Abused Servant R-18 (1/2)

”How can I not oblige?”

There was false helplessness in his voice. He grabbed Irmhild's thigh with one hand, maintained the other around her waist, and teased her lips with his. Brushing, but not kissing while she tried to catch him within hers. The teasing game carried on for an instant before Konrad planted a kiss on Irmhild's neck, suckled on her flesh as his tongue drew an arc all the way to her shoulder.

The heat consuming her from the inside erased all form of rationality she had left. She wanted to throw herself onto Konrad, to force him onto the ground and ride him until he exploded within her, but strangely, she felt a foreign force trapping her within certain actions and forbidding others.

She was at his mercy, and the thought caused a moan to escape her lips.

”Mhm…”

She shuddered, watching him hickey her upper body while lowering her dress to below her ample chest with one finger. Her bust sprang free, bouncing in the air by Konrad's face. He cupped one breast within his hand, teasing one pink nipple with his fingers while pulling the other into his lips and tugging onto it.

She couldn't suppress her pleasure gasps.

”Aaahh…”

Irmhild wrapped her arms around his neck, burying him within her chest while he sucked and played with her tits. The sensation moistening her inner thighs at breakneck speed.

Konrad's hand slid below her dress and snuck between her legs, spreading them apart, to rub his fingers on her erect clit.

His shaft hardened against her thigh, the fabric unable to suppress its warmth. And knowing that this rising piece of meat would soon hammer her, caused another pleasure wave to course through Irmhild's veins.

Clearly, she was reaching the end of her endurance and needed more.

”More…I want more…take me!”

She pleaded, and Koloman's bloodshot eyes almost cracked. Since when did his wife become so proactive, and why was she so brazenly throwing herself at a man she'd just met? Was this her true nature? Or was some other force at play?

”Incubus…he must be an incubus.”

The realization then struck Koloman, and he despaired. Due to Konrad's order, he couldn't shift his attention and was forced to watch every detail of the two getting it on. The imprint of this nightmare would forever remain within his mind.

”If you insist.”

Konrad replied in an amused tone that showed no consideration for his suffering servant, lifting up Irmhild's dress to reveal her drenched inner thighs, then freed his shaft from his pants.

The mixture of holy and demonic force that seemed to burst from it heightened Irmhild's lust and kindled her greed. In a heartbeat, she pulled her undergarments to the side and grabbed that dazzling meat-rod within her hands. Her eyes seemed to only have the cock within them.

Irmhild gave the rod a few pumps, then pressed it against the entrance of her pussy lips.

”Don't…do it.”

Koloman pleaded through his teeth while biting his lips to blood. This was too much to bear!

Even if he didn't treat her well and wouldn't hesitate to divorce her to obtain a better marriage deal, she was still his wife! She belonged to him!

What man could endure the sight of his spouse about to eagerly impale herself on another man's rod? He couldn't!

However, his feeble words couldn't reach her. It was as if whatever Konrad did to her had utterly consumed her judgment, leaving no place for anything besides the need to satisfy her hunger.

”Don't be so dramatic. It's not like I'm stealing your wife. She'll still be Madam Slesinger tomorrow. I'm just doing my civic duty and providing her with the service she needs.”

You should be thanking me.”

A metallic taste filled Koloman's mouth and he spat blood.

Still, he couldn't lose consciousness.

The greedy Irmhild didn't have many considerations. She speared herself onto Konrad's large rod, welcoming his warmth into her snatch with one descent.

”Aaah…”

She gasped, feeling her butt cheeks kissing his full balls, and his wonderful cock settling itself within her.