A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 293: Slave Auction House (6) ***

The amount Asil demanded was a considerable amount of money.

No matter how famous the Changgwan was in Feden, it was difficult to pay on the spot.

The manager's words about needing time to prepare cash were true.

However, there was no need for the manager to be the person preparing the cash.

Even now, somewhere in the building, subordinates are probably scrambling to get cash.

All the manager has to do is enjoy Asil's body as much as he wants, and at the right time, escape through the secret door and hand over the cash collected by his subordinates.

The manager thinks the appropriate time is approximately 30 minutes.

If it took longer than that, there would be room for suspicion.

So, I had to enjoy this moment as much as possible.

The manager covered Asil's body with his own and lusted after his lips.

With his hands, he pinched and twisted Asil's erect nipples.

"Ugh... "

The pleasure rising from her pussy and the sharp stimulation felt at the tip of her chest combined, and a moan came out of Asil's mouth again.

Compared to when I first started touching her body, the breath was clearly filled with heat.

The manager's tongue forced its way between the lips that were slightly opened to exhale.

"Town... "

Asil's mouth was blocked, and she made a frustrated sound unconsciously.

The manager took in that breath and mixed his tongue with Asil.

What am I dreaming about? At first, Asil's tongue just stayed still as the manager did, but as time went by, it started to move slowly and actively entangle with her tongue.

"Hmm... Umm... Hmm... "

Even while sharing a deep kiss, the piston did not stop.

The large erect cock freely explored the most secret caves of the sassy noblewoman, seeking her own pleasure.

Only when he was out of breath and his face turned bright red did the manager part his lips and began thrusting his cock even more vigorously.

Tsk up, tsk up. Every time a dick penetrated her, her love juices sprayed out in all directions.

Even though the amount of love juice that was scraped onto the glans was considerable, it seemed like the more I fucked it, the more love juice flowed out.

Among the manager's many experiences with women, this was at the top in terms of having a lot of water.

That didn't mean she didn't like it. There may be differences in individual tastes, but at least the manager liked women with a lot of water.

For reference, in the manager's experience, the woman with the most water was a water spirit.

A spiritist with a taste for NTR entrusted his spirit to us as part of the play, and since it was a fairly rare opportunity, the manager enjoyed using his power as well.

That... It was not something that could be simply described as 'there is a lot of water.'

'But it was disgusting to see the semen showing through the translucent lower abdomen.'

The manager, who was thinking about something else for a moment, soon felt a sense of ejaculation slowly rising.

The manager took his cock out of her pussy and shifted his position, placing it between Asil's big breasts and rocking it.

The tightening pressure was a bit disappointing compared to the pussy, but the unique softness and softness of her breasts had a different taste.

Pubut! Damn!

The cock, which had already been holding back ejaculation from the female hole, ejaculated comfortably after just a few bites.

The semen ejaculated from the cock that stuck out only the tip of her glans across her cleavage violently stained her asil's face.

"Um, um... "

When some of the semen that stuck to Asil's pretty face touched her lips, she stuck out her tongue and licked it, as if it was uncomfortable.

Muck, muck.

In a dream, the sight of the mouth licking as if indulging in taste looked cute, but if you knew that what was in that mouth was semen, it also looked infinitely lewd.

However, the manager felt a little disappointed after ejaculating on the cock inserted into her chest a few more times.

In his heart, he wanted to plunge his cock into her cervix just as they had been having sex and contaminate the uterus of the arrogant female he thought was superior with his sperm, which he had ignored so much.

However, the magic-disrupting effect of this room made it difficult to properly use even the basic life magic, Clean.

It is extremely difficult to clean up the semen ejaculated in the vagina without cleaning.

If you get caught, it will be more troublesome.

If you were in the middle of nowhere, you would be attracted to Asil's man-captivating looks and without a second thought, you would stick your dick in the deepest part and mix the genes, but the manager was too skilled to act like that without hesitation.

So what I chose instead was in vitro ejaculation.

It was nothing compared to the pleasure of feeling the warm, sticky texture of the tightening folds, kissing the firm glans of the cervix, and spitting out everything in the balls, but it was the best option that I could choose.

"Really. "I almost forgot."

The manager, who was trying to discreetly clean up the semen that was sprayed all over his face and upper chest, remembered something he had forgotten and briefly disappeared inside the secret door.

Within a few seconds, the manager came back out and there was a magic tool for filming in his hand.

I couldn't use it continuously due to the magical power interruption effect, but I was able to take two or three pictures.

Click.

At first, Asil's upper body was filmed.

Voluptuous breasts that are not covered by a loose dress.

As I lay looking at the ceiling, some of the love juice on my dick was smeared between my chest slightly opened to the left and right, shining slightly and reflecting the light.

Above the collarbone, whitish semen was sticky and drying on the white skin.

Even though she had a cute sleeping face, she was covered in semen from her chin to her lips, bridge of her nose, and eyebrows.

Click.

Next was a photo of the pussy.

The cock that had been fucking her so happily slipped out, and she ejaculated on her own, so her pussy, which was unable to reach climax, repeatedly opened its hole, desperately seeking pleasure.

"Tsk. After all, no matter if you are a noble or not, if you strip it away, they are all the same."

After twisting my fully erect clitoris a few times, I reached my climax with a strong surge of water.

Pushu, the tide that rose up to the waist moistened the magic tools used for filming.

Fortunately, it wasn't the type of magic tool that would break down just because it got a little wet.

The manager wiped away the liquid on the magic tool and took a final shot of Asil's disheveled full body.

Click.

The photo taken of the person being put back from the table to the chair and having them assume the right posture was going to remain in the manager's collection forever.

She was lying down on a chair, raising only one leg, showing her silvery pubic hair peeking out from under her lifted skirt, and underneath it, her vagina that was as shiny as silver.

The image of Asil sleeping with her eyes closed, as if she was at ease in the world, even though she was exposing parts that had to be hidden, was captured in her magic tool.

– Tick, tick.

"Is it already the limit?"

I wanted to take a little more pictures, but the room's magic-disrupting effect was starting to affect the magic tools as well.

The manager put his regrets aside and put in his magic tool.

After cleaning up without leaving a trace, the manager put her clothes back to their original state and disappeared again through the secret door from which she came.

The room was quiet as if nothing had happened.

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"Here is the amount you requested."

Trading resumed as soon as the manager notified that cash was ready.

Even though it was resumed, it was already at a stage where money and 'goods' were exchanged.

There was a bit of a fuss to wake Asil, who had been sleeping soundly until the manager returned, but it wasn't a big deal.

– Clap.

As the manager applauded, one of the Changgwan employees whined and came carrying a large bundle.

– Boom.

When I placed the bundle on the table, it made a heavy sound as if a rock had been placed on it.

This was because Asil asked for cash, not a bill of exchange.

"It was all prepared with imperial gold coins. Please check."

The manager suggested it, but Asil didn't even open the bag and told her weasel to pack it.

"It's okay. "If it's even a little short, I'll make up for it with your useless neck."

-Bang.

The weasel lightly carried with one hand the bundle that the Changgwan staff had dragged with all their might.

Thinking that it was a good idea not to start a fight, the manager looked at the paper he had brought with him.

Asil asked a question while looking back and forth between the paper and Asil.

"What is that?"

"Ah. It's no big deal. These are the quality inspection results of the slaves you sold."

"Hmm."

Asil, who had only asked out of curiosity, quickly lost interest.

"So. "Is the deal over now?"

"That's right. Please take a look."

"That's the nicest thing I've ever heard come out of your mouth. Let's go."

Asil took the weasel and turned her body. After the transaction was completed, Soira remained where she was.

Although he could have been angry at the rude tone of voice until the end, the manager politely sent Asil off and turned his gaze back to the paper in his hand.

There, along with Soira's quality inspection results, were attached a lewd photo of Asil that had been taken a while ago.

Looking at and comparing semen-covered photos of a man trembling arrogantly without knowing that he had been sexually assaulted gave me a low level of pleasure.

You probably can't even imagine it.

The manager, who politely sent Asil off on the outside despite scoffing at her for being a stupid bitch on the inside, had her staff take Soira to 'her training room'.