Butcher Demon
Chapter 54: Yuri blooming in the cell

Chapter 54: Yuri blooming in the cell

A lot has happened since then.

I was able to let Spider No. 2 out of the building. I got a helper named Abigail. I went on a rampage at the girls’ school. I went on my first expedition in a long time. I loss sauvage girl. Taking Abigail to the base. What happened there. What’s to come.

With these thoughts in mind, I let the Miss drink a couple of times.

It had been a long time since I had been in a cell. Her blowjob was as good as ever, and every time the sperm rushed through the ejaculatory ducts, I felt like I was going to fall off my back with exhilaration.

Just as I was about to reach my third climax, I felt a crick on my glans.

I looked down.

I saw that she was gnashing her teeth.

This was unusual. She was a professional, she would never make such an ordinary mistake. This was intentional.

She looked up at me with a mouthful of cock in her mouth and remained motionless.

She seemed to be in a bad mood. What’s wrong? I guess it’s because it’s been so long since the last time. Did you miss me?

She continues to look up at me with a frown on her face as she sucks on my cock. Apparently not.

As I look down at her in distress, she pulls her mouth away from mine with a puff …… and squeezes the base of my son.

No doubt about it. She’s angry about something. But why?

My son was squeezed tightly. It’s adorable.

…… Don’t tell me you didn’t like the fact that I seemed to be getting along with Abigail?

It is true that Abigail is beautiful. I’ve found her to be a reliable person. But she is only a collaborator. Once we’ve achieved our goal, we’re done. It isn’t a deep, soul-deep bond like ours.

I don’t like humans, and she’s a human. I’m sorry for making you feel wrong. So please let me cum.

I lost patience and moved my hips in small movements. I moved my son back and forth in her hands, but she didn’t let me do that and quickly pulled her hands away.

Tsk.

Miss turned her face away to the side. A stick of flesh shaking pathetically in front of her.

She is very angry…….

She looks away from me and doesn’t move.

Fearfully, I extend my tongue and lick her horn.

But she pouts and turns her face away further to the side.

Having no means of communicating, I had no choice but to lick up her face busily and beg for forgiveness. *Pero pero*.

After a while of expressing my apologies to her, she eventually loosen her expression and began to gently caress my black and bluish tongue *Pero pero lelo lelo*.

A benevolent smile appeared on her face. It seems I’m forgiven.

Her pretty tongue rubbed repeatedly against my outstretched tongue. She seemed to enjoy biting my tongue from the side and licking the tip.

My tongue is sensitive. So when she plays with it, it tickles and feels good.This is a new sensation. I’m getting excited by this new way of servicing.

The tongue is good, but I also ask her to take care of my son, who is in a more excruciating state. I feel like I’m going to explode when I’m left on the edge.

She finally takes her hand off my tongue and swallows the pent-up tension in one gulp. I’m finally going to cum. I am so happy to feel her warm, wet sticky mucous membrane.

Just when I was thinking that. I heard the sound of footsteps coming from the other side of the cell entrance.

She spits on my cock and switches to my favorite, face-fucking.

A thin smile appeared on her face as she moved up and down across the red-black burning rod. The unevenness of her face and the lustrous oral services performed with her tongue, lips and hands brought my excitement to a climax.

As my vision flickered with the pleasure of climax, two young girls appeared at the entrance of the cell.

A wave of white water splashed down to their feet.

One of them is Ferris.

The other is…..brown girl.

Ferris’s eyes widened, her vertically split pupils contracted, and she froze.

That’s right. She had been sprayed over and over again, and her whole body was already slick with white liquid. I was crucified naked on the wall and erected. the cock was shooting it out everywhere. A white arch flew over the Miss head. It was a somewhat gruesome sight for a young girl to see.

The brown girl seemed to have a …… look on her face, but she didn’t seem to mind, and she was watching the scene.

As I was soaking in the afterglow of my new experience of having my ejaculation watched closely by a young girl in a live show, the brown girl walked up to me.

She clasps her hands behind her hips and talks to Miss without seeming to pay much attention to me.

She complied, and the two of them started talking in a language I didn’t understand.

She didn’t stop working on my son while I was still cumming, so I was left to continue being groped while they chatted.

Despite the obscene sounds of slurping sounds and the splattering of cum on the floor echoing through the cell, the two of them continued their conversation without a care in the world. This sense of abandonment. I think I’m going to get addicted to this. *throb* *throb*

Ferris was still petrified, her face bright red. But you don’t look away, do you?

I finally ejaculate and take a deep breath.

Mistress finished her conversation with the brown girl, turned to me again, and went back to her cleaning blowjob.

What was that all about?

I wondered and looked at the entrance.

There, a brown girl dragging Ferris into the cell and pushing her against a nearby wall.

What the hell is she doing? I had no idea what was going on.

While I was confused, the brown girl pulled Ferris close to her and licked her neck. She put her hand underneath her clothes and began to stir.

I was even more confused by the sudden start of this kind of play.

Is this……another bullying……?

Ferris’s position in the school hierarchy is close to that of a bullied girl in the all-girls school she attends. It’s not because she herself is weak, but because the people around her are too strong and bloodthirsty. Having spent some time with her, I can say that Ferris is a sensible girl.

It seems that the reason I met Ferris was because of the elf girl’s mistreatment of her. I wonder if she is being teased directly by the brown girl today. Thinking about this, I checked Ferris’ expression.

Ferris’s cheeks were dyed red and she was saying something quietly, but she was not showing any signs of resistance.

I remembered that the brown girl seemed to be on good terms with Ferris.

However, she didn’t seem to accept the act willingly, and Ferris had a stiff expression on her face as if she was holding something back.

I thought about stopping her if she didn’t like it. I could probably get her to stop the act if I really lashed out.

But from Ferris’s expression, I couldn’t take it either way. She didn’t hate it, but she didn’t enjoy it either.

What the heck is going on……?

Let’s look at the Miss first.

She was in the middle of taming my rampaging rod with her ample breasts.

A reddish-black, stubby glans poked out from the white cleavage of her tightly closed tits. She was looking up at me and smiling, She sticks out her long tongue and licks the tip. Just looking at her is a comforting experience.

After calming myself down by looking at her, I turned my attention back to Ferris and the other girl.

Instead of calming down, the action escalated. Ferris’s mouth was already covered, and the brown girl’s knees were already rubbing her crotch.

Ferris’s eyes were squeezed shut, but she was not resisting. She opened her mouth and accepted the brown girl’s tongue.