Chapter 88
“Uup, uuht?!”
What is this? He asked angrily.
“The little mutt was barking so much without knowing its place. Hoo, much better now.”
She smiled contentedly, as if she should have done this sooner.
“Uuuu!”
“How should I train your manners?”
Then, with Ronius at the forefront, she walked towards the Crown Prince.
“Ah, huung, hup… Where are you… uht!”
Pushing down Ronius, who startled and tried to sit up, she pounded his b******s forcefully, almost like driving a stake. His bent legs moved forward unsteadily.
“Ahak! That, ung! Gahahht! Kkeu! Don’t go, ang!”
Only when they were directly face-to-face with the Crown Prince did Jeina lift his waist. Yet, the tempo of her thrusting continued, albeit slowed.
“Hh, ughk, ung… uht, huhk, uk, i-it’s weird… no, take it away…”
“Uup! U, u, up!”
The Crown Prince, biting the bone like a dog, glared fiercely at the two figures while fuming.
“Master, ik, hh… This bastard, hht, this isn’t right… This isn’t it… Absolutely not, eet! Ah!”
The movement that taunted his insides, brazenly right up to the Crown Prince, made Ronius gasp and turn his head. It was even more shameful and agonizing than when the inner walls were violently pushed and scraped; he felt like he might really cry like a child. His nose stung, and his already crimson eyes were bloodshot. He whimpered, pleading.
“Please, hup, ng, no, no, they can see everything…!”
“Shh, shh, don’t cry, don’t cry.”
“Master, but…”
“Up we go.”
Without further reply, she yanked his sweat-soaked shirt wide open and suddenly covered his eyes.
“Wh, what…!”
“There. This solves it, right?”
With his vision plunged into instant darkness, he faltered in panic and clenched his b******s.
“Ahht, ng…”
Though the clothes were already so disheveled they were practically off, there was a significant difference between having them on and off. Now he was standing truly naked. The wind cooling the sweat on his broad back reminded him of that fact, and with sight gone, every other sensation became maximized.
“If you can’t see, then it’s fine, isn’t it?”
“N, no it’s not! That’s not the point, hiiik!”
A hand reached the front, which was sticking up and twitching, and he jolted, trembling all over. Moreover, with the angle of the thrusting from behind changing again, his body jerked and twisted.
“Aaang! How, ughk…!”
While Ronius had succumbed to pleasure once more, Jeina had to deal with the mutt she’d thrown a bone to. Suppressing her own surging desire, she shifted her gaze.
“Hey. Crown Prince.”
“Nnup!”
“This one is, ught, ha…”
Breath roughened by excitement spilled out languidly. After catching her breath for a moment, she slowed the pace from behind and rubbed the front.
“Oohng, uh-h…ng! I’m… I’m gonna… hooak…!”
“Roni. Hht, you’re going to squeeze my d**k off. This one’s new, you know.”
Ronius groaned, trembling at the waist, his b******s moving back and forth. He was an excellent knight; his training showed. She continued.
“This one is my favorite dog. Well, a bit feisty… but really, how frisky can he be?”
“Uup! Uup-up! Uu-uhkk-kk!”
The Crown Prince, as if to say ‘me too,’ pointed indignantly and thumped his own chest.
“You’re just a mutt who only knows how to act on your own d**k.”
She reached out with her other hand and grabbed the Crown Prince’s center firmly.
“Hhuuup…!”
“So… if you want something, get down on your belly and wag your tail. Even then, I might or might not give it.”
His face flushed bright red. His eyes welled up with tears, and he thrashed as if in pain, nodding his head wildly.
Meanwhile, Ronius, noticing her attention had been diverted, immediately began wriggling his b******s as if wagging his tail.
“Ma, Mast, Master, me, me, hht…!”
“Wait.”
She snapped, applying increasing pressure to the Crown Prince’s member. She could feel it throbbing hugely in her hand.
“Hup! Hh…! Huup!”
It swelled as if about to burst, slapping against her palm. Jeina twisted the heavy shaft filling her hand.
“Huk! U-bup, b-bup…!”
Soon after, his front grew damp. As his waist trembled and his g***n sank, she clicked her tongue.
“Tsk tsk. The Crown Prince being discourteous to his trousers. What a shame.”
He fluttered his eyes, trembling with shame.
“Roni.”
Jeina, pulling her gaze from the Crown Prince who had soiled his trousers, grabbed the waist of the man whose insides were surely boiling and body burning.
“Go!”
“Wh, wha, aaaak!”
With a cheerful voice, she thrust his waist upward. She spanked his b******s and pressed firmly inside, driving the knight forward.
“Hiiii…! Where! To, hang! Don’t move, don’t moo-ve, eet, maa, aung!”
“You. How dare, a mutt like you, wear clothes?”
Not forgetting to scold the Crown Prince, who was hesitantly trying to follow them while still holding the dog bone in his mouth.
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