Butcher Demon
Chapter 39: Inside the carriage

Chapter 39: Inside the carriage

Abigail may actually be a very active woman.

An unexpected word from her makes the blood rush to my head.

I throttle …..and tap her knee with my finger.

–plan, important, Abigail, think —

“….okay.”

Under the paper bag, I exhaled slowly through my nose.

She needs to take advantage of this time to communicate with me and use the knowledge I’ve accumulated to come up with a plan. She doesn’t have time to be squirming on my cock.

That said, Abigail’s very naughty comment made the sexual desire I’d been trying to forget to flare up.

Because you say such things…… damn it.

A thought occurred to me and I stood up.

I pulled up the sauvage girl who was sitting on the other side of me and laid her down on the bed.

The carriage had been set up with a simple sleeping area, or rather, a special place for intercourse. It seems to be for cleaning purposes. You can fuck all you want, but you have to do it here.

I want that kind of attention in my prison. Why is it nothing there?

…… I see. There’s nothing there to make it easier to clean.

The bare stone construction is also to make it less fragile and easier to repair if the Butcher gets violent. It was surprisingly rational…….

The sauvage girl is no longer able to speak properly, but her face is neat and stylish. Even underneath her dress, I can see her healthy beauty standing out.

She’s the number one girl I’ve ever met, and she’s willing to do anything I ask of her. I love this girl.

I grab one of sauvage girl’s legs and lift it up. In the past, she used to kick me with this leg, but now she doesn’t resist. This kind of gap between the past and the present is also very exciting.

I extend my tongue and insert it under her dress. As I pressed down, I ran the tip of my tongue back and forth along the crack, crushing and stimulating the flesh buds.

“Ohhhh……! Ahhhhh……!”

Then a sweet voice immediately leaked out, and her honey pot began to heat up. Her sweet juices, mixed with my saliva, are wetting her lips.

The body’s response is excellent, as you can see. I can confidently introduce the sauvage girl to Abigail.

— Abigail, think, how, to, remove —

“What? Ah, yes!”

Abigail’s eyes widened when I poked her. She hurriedly held her mouth and looked away, pretending to think.

With that in mind, I lifted one of the legs of the sauvage girl up on my shoulders and flipped her dress up in that position. The girl’s red petals were exposed to my gaze.

I take the butcher lance out from under my apron, where it’s hoarding the blood flow, and press the rugged tip against the twitching flesh hole of the girl.

“Ahi …” there was a small voice.

The glans knocked against the hollow of the hot mouth of the womb as it moved, mixing the love juice and pre-cum with the coo…… coo……. sound. Each time I did, the sauvage girl’s breaths, “Ha, ha, ha,” that didn’t hide her excitement, echoed in the small carriage.

I think I’m playing a little prank on Abigail, just to get back at her.

The sauvage girl’s body is spread out, facing Abigail, and one leg is lifted in a crutch position. Abigail can see the apron and the dress, she can catch a glimpse of the joint.

My strategy worked perfectly, and Abigail’s gaze was fixed on the gap.

I confirmed this, and moved my hips forward to push the grotesque rod into her cleft. Immediately after the nipping resistance, my penis was wrapped in a hot embrace.

I moved my hips upward, pushing and spreading the hot vaginal flesh, which was hotter than my scorching rod. As the back of my cock rubs up against her rough vaginal walls, a tingle of pleasure runs up my spine.

“Hmm … Hmm … Hmm! Ah … Hmm … Hmm …”

There was no hint of pain in her voice. The sauvage girl had been optimized for my big dick. Thanks to me, this girl is a pleasure to penetrate in any position.

I don’t sure at first. but Now, I’m sure that I’ve stimulated Abigail’s imagination.

In other words, your beautiful vagina is being penetrated by my big dick like this. A third person’s view would be nice.

The prank on Abigail was complete. The rest of the time, I just held the legs of the sauvage girl and shook my hips.

“–Huh! Hah! Hah! Hah! Hah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”

The carriage was not very spacious and the space was semi-enclosed, which made the sound of their coupling sound more intense than usual.

Kutcha, kutcha, kutcha.

If a prison is a concert hall with good sound, a carriage is like a small studio or a karaoke box. There is a sense of enclosed realism.

Whenever my sharp penis scratched the spot of the sober girl, a sad scream went up in the carriage.

“Ahin!! Ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah… Oh, Oh, oh, higu… Oh ah ah-ah-h”

The girl’s eyes narrowed and soon her vagina began to twitch violently.

I thrust my hips in response, pushing up against the depths of her vagina and unleashing the first squeeze of the day.

“Oh, goo!?”

I hadn’t ejaculated since I got back from the girls’ school. This is a torrent of extra-thick milk that I’ve been storing up for a long time.

It took me a few tens of seconds to pour the nasty cum I was supposed to be pumping into the dragon lady into her healthy, tight vagina.

“N….n….n….. ～～～～～aah..~a…~a”

The sauvage girl orgasms over and over again in time with the pulsing of my penis. She now climaxes as often as I ejaculate. So I can enjoy self-centered sex without worrying about her. A woman of quality and sturdiness. A reliable and experienced female body.

The throat of the sauvage girl was moving up and down, sucking in the air. Her upper mouth, lower mouth, and even her inner mouth were all moving in a way that invited me as a conditioned reflex. A perfect sex toy.

I want to make her drink next time. As I was thinking about this, my long ejaculation finally came to an end.

The red-faced girl was panting and gasping for air.

Her relaxation triggered a backflow of sloppy cum from the opening of the joint. I tried my best to keep it from spilling out, but my efforts were in vain, and I ended up with an overflowing stream of cum. As a reward, I’ll lick her belly button. *Guriguri*

“Ahhhh…….”

When I looked sideways at Abigail, she was already staring at me, admiring our mingling. Her face was visibly inflamed.

Abigail ……don’t you remember the last time you showed me something much more naughty than this? Maybe it’s refreshing to see it from a third person’s perspective.

I’ll let you watch the whole process.

Once I pulled my hips back to the point where the glans was peeking out of the entrance hole.

I showed her how her lips kissed my head, and then I put all my weight on her.

Just after I slipperily dove through the sea of mixed juice of semen and love juice and thudded the bottom of the sea, I felt a plop on my glans.

“–Hi!!? Naaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”

She was okay.

Ignoring her screams of pleasure, I held her close to my hips as if to show Abigail.

It must have been a sight to behold as my vicious horsemeat disappeared without a trace. Abigail put her hand over her mouth and stiffened. Her face tightened.

I’m having a lot of fun……. It’s so much more exciting when there’s an audience. Let’s show it off more. I gently licked away the tears from the corners of the sauvage girl’s eyes with my tongue.

The girl was rocked by the butcher’s heavy thrusts. Then we continued our close pounding motion together. The only sound in the carriage was her tense, writhing voice.

I let Abigail admire it to the fullest, and then I shot my second load.

“Oh Aah! Aah! Aahhhh, aahhhh, aahhhh!

This time, I injected it directly into her womb. The feverish gasps soon turned into choppy screams.

‘–Ah … Ah … Ah …’

The fluid-covered vagina of the sauvage girl was still red with arousal as I pulled it out of her.

I threw her legs out and lazily walked over to Abigail, who was sitting stiffly on her perch.

I stood in front of her, showing her the underside of my beastly shaft, which reeked of semen, and brought it close to her nose.

Abigail slurps and brings her face close to mine.

When she was close enough that I could feel her breath on my underside, I tapped her head. I asked for progress on disarming the device.

Abigail let out a small moan, “Ugh,” and pulled her head back. She bit her lip and shook her head.

…… Hmmm, fun!

I have found a new kind of fun, being mean to Abigail.

This is going to be a very fun trip.

And I can kill as many people as I want on the road. With a sense of excitement in my heart, I went back to my work of laying waste to the sauvage girl.

Next time, I’ll demonstrate the rear hole.

Anal development is very difficult, mainly because it’s so closely monitored and because I’m too big.

This girl was one of the rare ones who did well, partly because she had already been “developed”. And so she became a woman who could be enjoyed in any hole.

To make sure that Abigail could see me properly, I opened her legs again, using the lube from my cum spill as a lubricant.

As my glans stroked her anus, her tone of voice rose, “Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh. She was begging. But if I inserted her in response to her begging, it would affect my reputation as a superior.

“Iggya …… ah …… ?”

As I passed through the slightly hard ring, I was greeted with a different peristaltic sensation than that of the vagina.

The girl moans nicely in response to this insertion.

I think she likes it better in the ass.

She’s scratching the bed with both hands, so it looks like she’s in pain, but she’s not. She’s a genuine slut. Look at the amount of juice coming out of her vagina. Look, look, look.

I put the base of my cock against her asshole and shake my hips harder than before.

“Ooh ? Ooh ? Ooh ? Ooh ? Ooh ? Ooh ?–“

As I thrust, I pull off her clothes.

The sound of the flesh of shame banging against each other. Breasts shaking and swaying. The spray that spurts out from her secret crack. And the screams of pleasure that spill out with drool.

The sauvage girl closed her eyes, wrinkled her brow, opened her mouth wide, and shouted charmingly to encourage me to ejaculate. This is what I think a woman’s body should be.

Abigail forgot to blink as she watched the show. This is what you’re going to become. Look closely.

I’m going to make it so that you can enjoy anal sex just like this. It’s been proven that you don’t need any experience, if you take your time, you can do it.

It’s so exciting to see a beautiful woman like Abigail get her asshole filled. Maybe she’ll even start to invite it into her rear hole herself?

As I slammed my crotch against the sauvage girl’s buttocks, imagining Abigail’s hapless behavior in the future, the hot ejaculation came.

“Ogg ? Huh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh”

The sauvage girl was enjoying my anal ejaculation with her whole body stiffening and her belly twitching.

Abigail, her cheeks flushed, averts her gaze whenever she notices me looking at her, but the sound of the girl’s voice entices her to look again.

The sound in the carriage is amazing you know? If there is anyone in this room who can ignore the intercourse going on right in front of their eyes and get lost in thought, I think they are an outcast hermit.

Now for the next part, the mouth. I’ll have to take this opportunity to teach the new girl, Abigail, how to deep throat.

That day, I showed Abigail the animal show that the sauvage girl had put on, and after a break, I bragged to her how wonderful she was.