Stigma Effect

Chapter 54

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Raphlet pushed Yuriel's forehead with his palm. The lips holding his member were simply ripped off by his gestures.

She tried to move forward, ignoring his palm on her forehead, but Raphlet's hand didn't move.

Raphlet, who watched Yuriel grunt out to come closer to her, said in an angry tone.

'Is it a problem that I never gave you a proper order?'

The voice that flowed out while chewing on anger penetrated Yuriel's ear. Yuriel, who had been caressing him hard in her own way, was discouraged for the first time.

He must have really, really hated what she just did.... Even when she thinks about it, it seems a bit immature....

Raphlet was genuinely angry with Yuriel. Yuriel, who was excitedly pushing him, looked at him and knelt down.

As she knelt down on her knees, she caught sight of Raphlet looking coldly into her face.

'I didn't know you would hate it'¦. I'm sorry, Master."

"Haa'¦.'

As she looked down to show that she was reflecting, she saw Raphlet's manhood twitching. Yuriel, who was about to reach out her hand to put it back in its original place, stopped, and calmly placed her hand on her lap under Raphlet's bitter gaze.

Yuriel stuttered and said.

'I'm even more sorry if I was very inexperienced. Next time, I will practice so that you can be satisfied.'

Raphlet clenched his fists at Yuriel who was unable to figure out why he was angry. It felt like something was rising from the top of his head.

He wanted to open Yuriel's mouth right away and shove his swollen member down her throat, but he had to know what Yuriel meant. Closing her mouth was the next thing.

He asked in a soft tone.

'Practicing? Where and in what way?'

His voice was filled with anger and obsession. The low-pitched voice trying to hide the dark emotions felt rather soft. Yuriel, who had her head bowed, murmured in response.

'Uh, that's'¦. Well'¦.'

There was a way to practice alone, but Yuriel couldn't remember how to do it. Yuriel, who had been muttering her words, continued with only one thought that she did not want to disappoint Raphlet.

'I will try to practice alone, but in fact, it seems difficult to check whether you practiced properly just by doing it alone'¦. Would it be okay if I go to Lord Raphlet for advice from time to time?'

She had no intention of putting other men's members in her mouth. If it was not Raphlet's, she would feel nauseated even while practicing.

After speaking, Yuriel lifted her head slightly and looked into Raphlet's eyes.

The corners of Raphlet's lips, which had been tightly closed in a straight line, were drawing faint arcs. Seeing his slightly raised lips, Yuriel smiled broadly.

It seems that Raphlet has been relieved.

A cold command was given to Yuriel, who looked up at him and smiled bitterly.

'To the bed.'

Even if he wanted to cherish her, the person concerned did not listen at all. Yuriel seemed to be satisfied when he suddenly cut off his reason, and he broke his reason brilliantly today.

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'Hahhk, uhhk'¦.'

'Spread your legs properly.'

'It, it hurts'¦, uhk! For, forg....ive me.'

Yuriel spread her legs in tears. After giving the order to go to bed, it has been a series of orders.

At his command, she took off her clothes, laid herself on the bed, and opened her entrance on her own to receive him. If there was any hesitation, even a little, severe corporal punishment continued.

The chest and buttocks that had been beaten by Raphlet's palm were burning bright red. Yuriel, who had been accustomed to enduring pain, could hardly come to her senses at the pleasure that came along with the pain.

Raphlet, who was pushing his pillar in front of Yuriel with her legs spread apart, grabbed her red chest and said,

'Yuriel, legs.'

'Yes, uhk'¦.'

His hand tightly gripped her breasts, causing great pain.

Yuriel muttered she was sorry as she endured a painful moan at the sensation of her swollen breasts being caught.

Yuriel followed his orders and placed her hand under her thighs and spread them wide. But every time he thrusted in, her weakened hands kept slipping.

Her stamina was at the limit now. Despite her hard training, she could not keep up with Raphlet's movements and her stamina ran out.

'Heuk'¦ !'

Yuriel's hands, which were barely holding on, suddenly lost strength. One of her hands slipped completely and her leg slipped around Raphlet's waist.

Raphlet, who continued to thrust into Yuriel, stopped moving. He looked down at Yuriel's face with eyes full of desire. An unquenchable longing ran through him.

Yuriel, seeing a look of displeasure in his eyes, shook her chest and waved her hand to grab her legs again.

But before she could grab her legs again, one leg was slung over Raphlet's shoulder.

The genitals that had come out halfway was pushed in all the way. He moved his waist until they touched each other completely with no gap, and he grabbed Yuriel's thighs, which touched his chest, and said.

'You said you could obey any order, but you're not doing it properly to keep your legs apart.'

Hearing his scolding, Yuriel frowned sadly even in the midst of her climax. She felt sorry for herself for not being able to perfectly carry out Raphlet's orders.

'I'm sorry, Lord Raphlet '¦..'

Yuriel muttered as she buried her face in the disheveled sheet.

The corners of her eyes rubbed against the soft sheet and burned. Because she cried so much, even a small stimulus gave her a big sensation. The situation below was the same.

Raphlet was still buried inside of her, but Yuriel couldn't stay still because her inner walls were so hot.

She was extremely satisfied with him, but he probably wasn't with her. Yuriel wanted to create a relationship where she satisfied Raphlet.

'I'll do it right again later, heuk, later'¦ Please stop today.'

As she pulled her back and begged, a friendly hand touched her forehead. Even though the inserted pillar was halfway out, he didn't stop Yuriel's movement.

Rather, he let go of the hand that was holding her leg, and even wiped away the fine hair that was clinging to her forehead. Yuriel, who had been tormented by him for a long time, blinked blankly.

If he had stopped her, it would have been impossible for her to get her waist out. When she looked down at their joined place, she saw a thick pillar soaked in liquid and glistening.

He was still erect, but he didn't stop her from running away, so he might be thinking of ending the engagement like this today.

Yuriel swallowed dry saliva and raised her head. The look of anticipation reached Raphlet's face. Yuriel's face was filled with hope.

Raphlet looked at her and smiled faintly.

'You, you're going to, to stop, right?'

Raphlet did not answer the stuttering question.

But he seemed to be quite pleased with her plea a moment ago, and after brushing her hair, he bent over and kissed her.

Yuriel was captivated by his contented smile, and unintentionally gave strength to her lower body.

Raphlet's face, which had been loosened with a friendly smile, hardened as strength entered the inner walls that had melted down. He narrowed his brow and let out a soft moan through his teeth.

The genitals that had been parting the inner wall hardened like his expression. Raphlet let out a short breath and straightened his back.

He bent down on his knees and sat on the bed, holding Yuriel's body, which had gone up, close to him. The pillar that had been pulled out was completely inserted again.

'Heup'¦ !'

Without giving Yuriel time to calm down, as she was barely breathing, Raphlet moved his waist roughly.

Yuriel shook her head as she took a deep breath while Raphlet's member kept digging through her walls. She was out of breath and couldn't even make a moan.

She had no choice but to open her mouth and exhale eagerly, waiting for Raphlet to finish.

His act of cutting through the cramped inner wall and striking her womb was violent. The stiff pillar pounded the womb hard without giving it a break.

A pathetic breath escaped from Yuriel's mouth, who endured repeated shocks.

'Ma, mast, er'¦.'

Even if she twists her waist, she couldn't get away from him in the slightest because of the thighs that Raphlet grabbed. As she twisted her waist with a slight movement, the inner wall twitched and grabbed his pillar.

'Uhh, hngg'¦ !'

Her thighs trembled violently. In an instant, her eyes turned white and she couldn't see anything. Love liquid poured out between them.

'Then, uhhaahk, no, st, stop'¦!'

Raphlet, pressing her thigh down on the bed, which had been draped over his shoulder, found Yuriel's trembling sensitive nub and rubbed it with his fingers.

Yuriel let out a cry and grabbed his wrist. It was an instinctive move to avoid excessive pleasure. Unknowingly, she scratched his wrist with her fingernail, but it didn't leave a mark on Raphlet's body.

Raphlet looked at the unmarked wrist again with regretful eyes. Yuriel's body was a mess with the traces left by Raphlet.

He left a mark on Yuriel in this way, but Yuriel was so weak that she could not even leave a trace on Raplet.

Raphlet suddenly thought that it was a pity, but he did not stop tormenting Yuriel.

A high-pitched moan, similar to a scream, continued incessantly.

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