The Sand Bride - Chapter 67

Ⅴ. West Tower

In the darkness, the flickering light of the oil lamp wavered like water reflections.

The severed head Karzhen had tossed into a corner of the room still stared at the floor. Scattered like a death trap, its nape served as a chilling warning to Esther, slowly gnawing away at her sanity.

Aside from that head, the prison where Esther was confined transformed into a lewd den as time passed. The cell, which had become the lowest of brothels, was littered with lewd devices and pleasure-inducing d***s.

Karzhen relentlessly forced humiliating acts upon Esther, as if his goal was to chip away at her mind. He even used d***s when necessary, so Esther, despite being horrified, repeatedly found herself floundering in pleasure. Each time, Karzhen would sneer openly, mocking Esther with vile language.

Just like now.

Esther gazed blankly at Karzhen’s instep. Her full b*****s rested on his hard abdomen, and her head was near his crotch. Esther’s lower body was close to Karzhen’s neck, positioning them so they could both see each other’s crotches.

The difference was that Karzhen was fully clothed, while Esther was completely naked. The clothes she had worn when she was dragged in had long since been torn to shreds and tossed into a corner of the cell.

Her knees, touching the ground, trembled, on the verge of collapsing. Esther had to endure her lower body constantly wanting to give way. This was because Karzhen had already inserted a falsie smeared with aphrodisiac into her p***y.

Smaller than Karzhen’s d**k, yet jet-black and covered in rough bumps, the falsie terrified Esther just by looking at it, and once inside her p***y, it tormented her.

“Hnngh~~ u-ungh……!”

“Not lifting your hips again? I can’t see your hole properly.”

“Hmph…….”

“I’m warning you, if you keep whining, I’ll f**k you like a dog outside this cell.”

That meant she would be f****d in the place that was the source of horrific sounds, where people were tortured. Believing Karzhen would truly do it, Esther somehow lifted her hips. This positioned her entire p***y for Karzhen to scrutinize.

Esther’s face contorted in shame at the animalistic, lewd posture, but it was only for a moment. Karzhen pushed the half-withdrawn falsie back inside.

“Hnnnngh… Ngh, ngh… Ahh……!”

Soon, her p***y, covered in aphrodisiac, began to ooze sticky c*m and clench around the falsie. Its size was similar, but the sensation was entirely different from a real d**k. It was hard, and the rough bumps on its surface made Esther squirm every time it scraped against her wrinkled inner walls.

She tried to escape the unfamiliar and intense pleasure, but each time, Karzhen would grab her hair and pull her back down. Then, as the bumps rubbed her c**t and pleasure tingled even her n*****s, her hips instinctively floated upwards.

Esther’s b******s twitched as she repeatedly lifted and lowered her lower body.

Karzhen’s hand, moving the falsie, sped up. Esther writhed her upper body, gasping frantically. Rough breaths surged to just below her throat. Her head felt like blood was rushing to it.

The rough bumps scraped down her vaginal walls and rubbed against her c**t with every thrust. Each time, her vision flashed white. Esther moaned, shaking her lower body. More, more, more……. Her lips, wet with drool, parted as she unconsciously pleaded.

It was then that Karzhen’s hand stopped. Esther, who had been screaming frantically, whimpered, lost, at the sudden halt of pleasure. Her p***y, unreached climax, was wet and swollen crimson with arousal, still clenching the inserted toy.

But what was inside no longer moved, nor did it poke at her itching inner walls. Esther’s face contorted into a cry as she unconsciously swayed her hips. Then, smack! Karzhen slapped her b*****k so hard it left a handprint. Soon after, the taunting continued.

“Who told you to leave your upper hole idle? Suck it.”

“Hmph…… Ugh……!”

“Why aren’t you doing it faster instead of whining?”

Even in her muddled state, tears welled up in Esther’s eyes from the sheer misery. But the intense heat raging through her body was even more agonizing, and she somehow reached for Karzhen’s crotch, pulling down his lower garment. Her trembling hands wouldn’t obey, constantly slipping.

“Ungh… ngh… Ah……!”

As his d**k finally emerged, Karzhen urged her by shallowly moving the falsie. Panting, Esther slowly swayed her hips. Sticky c*m dribbled between her legs.

The inside of her thighs already gleamed with fluid, and her swollen, crimson hole, even after swallowing the falsie, still panted, leaking c*m. At the sight before him, Karzhen’s d**k was already half-e***t.

Yet, his d**k was so large it genuinely frightened the almost delirious Esther, and its monstrous veins and glistening, wet tip were terrifying. When she hesitated again, Karzhen slapped her b*****k. His voice turned harsh, perhaps aroused by the crimson handprint on her pale skin.

“How many times do I have to tell you? Suck it.”

“Ahh…… ha~ah… mm……!”

“Your lower mouth and upper mouth are both panting with lust, yet you’re so stubborn.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Karzhen began to move the inserted falsie. As the rough bumps scraped against her highly sensitive vaginal walls, Esther’s b******s shot upwards. Karzhen’s d**k grew even larger as he watched her hole, tightly clamping the falsie, contract and tighten with each thrust.

He licked his lips and gently stroked the tender flesh of her p***y. Seeing her p***y twitch and clench the falsie at that small stimulus, Karzhen was seized by a dizzying arousal.