Chapter 27
“Is it even usable when it’s this exposed? Looks like you want to shove something into every available hole.”
The head priest, smiling as if troubled, roughly grabbed her b****t.
Then, as if crushing soft fruit with his hand, he moved his fingers.
“Hh, hhk,”
Tears welling in her eyes, she barely managed to exhale.
Against the back of her head, a man’s c**k rubbed.
One priest, who had unbuckled his belt at some point, was now pressing his c**k against her hair.
“Then perhaps we should only poke places that aren’t holes?”
The purpose of this training was to make the princess suppress her ‘overflowing’ desire and properly control her own body, after all.
A satisfied smile rose to the head priest’s face.
“An excellent point.”
Swoop— Her body was dragged and laid flat on the floor.
She felt the cold, wet floor against her back.
It was the fluid that had gushed from her own center earlier.
Above her, the priests’ c***s began to make contact.
Some were already fully e***t, even leaking pre-c*m.
—Tap.
The head priest, kneeling above her head, pressed his c**k against her face as if dropping it onto her.
The heavy, musky scent of a man flooded her senses.
She wanted to turn her head away, but couldn’t.
“……!”
As she tried to move, one of her legs was already lifted by someone, who was rubbing his member against the back of her knee.
As her legs were forced wide apart, her thoroughly soaked center was exposed.
Seeing the floor already beginning to wet again with fresh fluid, the head priest shook his head.
“It seems this training session alone won’t be enough.”
Then he spread her lower lips and shoved the paddle handle back into her.
“Hhng!”
Though not as thick as a c**k, the handle was substantial, and as it was shoved in to the hilt, Delonas’s back arched.
The paddle, which had hit her inner peak, was now being rolled haphazardly by the men’s hands.
“Ah, ng! Hhng! Ah!”
Moans burst forth uncontrollably. The more she moaned, the more excited men put their mouths to her center.
The paddle, pressed against a man’s body, bent and pressed against a deep spot inside her.
“Hh…!”
And then that man’s mouth enveloped the c******s from which sweet fluid seeped.
“What are you…!”
The moment came when Delonas, startled by that damp and stimulating movement, twisted her body.
A tongue-tip parted her bush and directly touched her c******s.
“Ha-a-ahng!”
Climax washed over her again, and fluid splashed onto the man’s face.
Her gaze met that of the priest, his face wet with her own fluid.
“Please…!”
She felt that if any more stimulation came like this, something would break.
The man, not looking away from her desperately shaking her head in confusion over what she even wanted, leaned in again.
And he licked and rubbed her c******s with the tip of his tongue.
“Hhhe, ah, uh…… Aah!”
A climax, higher than she thought possible, hit her again. As her toes curled, numerous c***s pressed against Delonas’s entire body.
And soon, white s***n splattered onto her body.
Her consciousness flickered and went out as she let the unknown fluids, half into her mouth and half down her chin, flow.
***
At that very moment, Ian was clutching his heart.
The brand placed by the High Priest, preventing him from moving his body as he wished, was stopping him from going to the ‘training’ site.
‘Ah,’
The image of Delonas, desperately trying to cover herself right in front of him, in front of the Crown Prince and numerous priests, seemed vividly imprinted on his eyes.
He gritted his teeth.
He wanted to ensure nothing happened to her.
So he desperately prayed nothing would happen.
Even though he knew the head priest, acting on the High Priest’s orders, was only looking for any opportunity to humiliate her.
But in the end, she was dragged away.
Yet, he couldn’t storm out of the meeting with the Crown Prince.
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