The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: The Fall of the Mother Goddess

Morgana looked at the jade hand caressing her thigh, but didn’t feel anything.

Morgana hasn’t had a strong feeling for many years.

Whether it’s spiritual joy, sadness, anger, or panic, or physical comfort, pain, itching, and numbness, Morgana hasn’t had a good taste of these common feelings for mortals for a long, long time.

So when the young woman’s hand stretched all the way to the inner thigh and touched the softest place, Morgana still didn’t feel anything. She didn’t feel shy or repelled in her mind, and didn’t feel pleasure or stimulation in her body. At most, he felt that the young woman’s hands were slippery and her movements were gentle.

So she just lowered her head, quietly looked at the beautiful young woman in front of her, and didn’t resist her making any moves. The glamorous young woman raised her head strangely, looked at Morgana’s motionless face, and asked strangely, “Honey, why don’t you feel it?”

“By the way… I’m a member of the House of Pleasure now… I should act like I’m indulging in happiness…” Morgana remembered, she just wanted to perform a panting, but saw a childish voice sounded.”Really, Mrs. White.” A petite and slender girl stood up among a pile of white and fragrant flesh.

She looks very young, her face is very immature, tender enough to make people think that she is still a child, wearing very obscene clothes, wearing three on a pair of pepper nipples, and on the stamens between her legs. The bell ring makes a pleasant bell sound when walking.

The petite girl seems to have a very high status in the House of Pleasure. She was served by several beautiful women just now. Now her skin is still radiant and full of beauty’s saliva. She has been licked all over her body.

I went through it again.

“Master Angel.” The glamorous young woman Mrs. White shook her body with a look of grievance, and her big breasts also trembled. She said, “Did I do something wrong?”

“This new beauty looks like a young girl at first glance. How can you touch her legs as soon as you arrive?”

A petite girl named Angel came here stepping on the breasts and fat buttocks of countless beauties. She took Morgana’s hand, and while touching it with a very provocative way, she carefully looked at Morgana’s face: ” Tsk tsk tsk, what a beautiful woman, really amazing, just this face is already a priceless treasure.”

Morgana didn’t know how to respond. She remembered that Sacco taught her that no matter what others did to you after entering the House of Pleasure, don’t resist, just be obedient, so Morgana chose to do nothing.

A trace of surprise flashed in Angel’s eyes. She looked at Morgana Furui’s face: “Honey, are you so unresponsive to my touch?”

Morgana looked at her hand. Angel just touched her hand with complex fingering. It seemed to be some kind of technique that could make people very stimulated, but Morgana didn’t feel anything.

Before Morgana could figure out how to explain it, that Mrs. White helped her: “Could this beauty be insensitive?”

Angel looked at Morgana: “Is that so?”

Morgana thought about it, and it seemed that to a certain extent, she was indeed very insensitive, so she admitted: “Yes, it is difficult for me to feel stimulation.”

Angel looked suddenly enlightened, then looked at Morgana with sympathetic eyes, and touched her cheek with her little hand: “What an unfortunate beauty, born in this world full of joy but not enjoying the best Joy, this is why you accepted the call of the Mother God and came to the House of Joy, right?”

“Yes.” Morgana simply followed Angel’s imagination and admitted.

“Mother God.” An Qier squeezed out tears in sympathy, and more and more lewdly dressed beauties gathered around Morgana, sympathizing with her fate.

Morgana remained calm, she quietly observed these women.

As Sacco said, the members of the House of Pleasure are indeed all beautiful women, ranging from lolita to beauties, and each of them seems to have become obsessive. Even when they stand up, they are constantly talking about themselves and The companions around him tried their best, and some of them were actually hugged by other women, licking their delicious breasts.

But Morgana has long been prepared for this [resource; source group]: 9? 8; 0; 2? . 0′. 5,, 8″ 5.; 6, so not surprised, it’s something else that really concerns her.

The first thing is that the people here are all women.

Morgana had dealt with the people in the House of Pleasure before, and she remembered that there were men in the House of Pleasure, but now Morgana couldn’t see a man as far as she could look.

“Could it be that the appearance of the Mother Goddess changed the House of Pleasure…” Morgana could only guess like this.

Another thing that Morgana is very concerned about is the origins of the members of the House of Pleasure.

She originally thought that there would be all Demacians here, at most people from neighboring countries, but the fact is that Demacians accounted for at most 20-30% of the hundreds of beauties, and there were also a large number of people from other countries. People, such as a Freljord girl with extremely white skin and wrapped in animal skins; such as an Ionian beauty who has a dusty temperament and is surrounded by fragrance; Sass female generals; such as the sun-kissed skin of Shurima shepherds with glowing bronze; there are even several vastaya beauties with animal features on their bodies, and different styles, judging from their very different races , must be from a different tribe…

The House of Pleasure seems to be collecting beautiful women from the entire world.

“Is the House of Pleasure so powerful…” Morgana was full of doubts, “How could it gather people from all over the world…”

Morgana didn’t have much time to think about it, because she had already started to be dragged by Angel to the depths of the castle.

“Honey, what’s your name?” Angel was barefoot, stepping on the delicate bodies of countless beauties, and was about to hold Morgana’s hand and walk in.

“Morgana.” Morgana said her real name. Anyway, no one in this world knows this name anymore.

There may be one left, but that person cannot appear here.

Morgana looked at the countless entangled jade bodies in front of her: “Please wait until I take off my shoes…”

“No need.” Angel smiled. She stepped hard on Mrs. White’s big breasts that had been lying down again, and saw the young woman showing a painful but happy smile. “They will be happier if you step on them with high heels.”

Morgana once again affirmed that this is a cult.

“It still doesn’t work. I came from outside and my shoes are dirty.” Morgana took offcrystal slipper.

“You are such a sweetheart.” Angel smiled, “Come on, I’ll let you take a good look around here.”

Morgana stepped on Mrs. White’s body with her bare feet.

She stepped on the fragrant flesh one by one. In fact, there are too many beautiful bodies crowded together here, and Morgana can’t find a place to step on the floor. She can only try to avoid breasts, stomachs and other fragile places.

parts.

Every time she stepped on someone else, the beautiful woman under her feet would moan happily, as if wishing Morgana could use more force.

Angela didn’t care as much as Morgana did. She even jumped while walking. It seemed that Morgana was in a good mood when she arrived, and the three bells on her body rang happily.

The dizzying obscene smell continued into the depths of the castle, panting and moaning endlessly, every corridor Morgana passed was filled with lingering beauties, looking at it this way, the House of Pleasure at least

Thousands of people were gathered. Considering the size of the castle, there may be more.

This is already beyond the scope of ordinary cults. If more than half of these women are capable of fighting, this is already an army capable of conquering cities.

Morgana felt that she was right to come to the House of Pleasure this time. If this cult is allowed to develop, it is hard to imagine what kind of monster it will grow into in the future.

Morgana saw many oil paintings hanging on the walls of the corridor, with obscene patterns painted on them, but they seemed to be full of religious colors, and these oil paintings seemed to be continuous, telling a story.

“What is this?” Morgana pointed to the oil painting on the wall.

“Oh, my dear, you are very knowledgeable.” Angel Jiao said with a smile, “This is an oil painting painted by the son of the Mother Goddess himself, recording the fall of the Mother Goddess.”

“The mother god… fell?”

“Hehe, dear, take care of yourself. I don’t know much about art, so I won’t miss you.” Angel laughed.

So Morgana looked at the paintings by herself.

At the beginning of the painting, it was full of blood.

Countless corpses fell under an unpredictable shadow. That shadow was bathed in blood and laughed wildly. It was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. It was even too arrogant to be human. It should be the mother god.

The following paintings record how the Mother Goddess reaps human lives. The Mother Goddess has no entity, and she can change into any shape. What she likes most is to become a beautiful man or a beautiful woman, seduce the prey, and then let them be when they are the most excited and happiest. They experience the greatest pain.

The mother goddess has been doing this for a long time.

until the mother god became pregnant.

She gave birth to something even more evil.

“Give birth to a child, is it degenerate?” Morgana looked at the existence that got out from between the legs of the mother god on the painting, and turned it into an extremely terrifying existence on the picture, even the mother god looked into his eyes All filled with terror, and Morgana didn’t know why.

I always feel that the son of evil looks…a bit familiar.

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The moment the mother goddess gave birth to the child.

Only then will I know what true happiness is.

——Precepts of the House of Pleasure