The Confinement Ending I Loved - Chapter 27

The Confinement Ending I Loved - Chapter 27

I wanted to insert a large vibrator inside her, set the vibration to the maximum, and then put on the chastity belt and torment her. 

I put a pair of clamps with heavy weights on each nipple that was stiff with pleasure, and roughly stuff my thing into her neat and tidy mouth, threatening that I wouldn’t take the clamps or the vibrator out until I was satisfied. 

“Ah, ha, please, at least turn off the vibrations……. Ah, heuk!” 

“If you want to stay like this all day, then you can. It suits you very well, my vulgar master.” 

As I say that, I play with the weights hanging from her chest, tapping them with my fingertips. The weights move side to side excitedly like those of a grandfather clock. 

Yuria reaches a light climax as the tingling pain from the clamps that tightly held her nipples and the pleasure from the vibrations below rushed out at the same time. 

“Heut. Ha……. Ha, uh, hnng……!” 

The vibrator’s endless stimulation adds to her sensitive insides that had just cum and makes her body start to tremble. 

Her breathing becomes ragged. His fingertips holding his genitals tightened. Yuria’s face, panting and leaning her head against the inside of his thighs, was incredibly beautiful. 

Her eyelashes, soaked with tears, fluttered pitifully like the wings of a butterfly in the rain. Not knowing that this was only stimulating his sadistic feelings. 

I pick up a riding whip with a wide tip among the various rods and whips she had prepared—one that I was allowed to use as much as I wanted. Then I strongly struck Yuria’s nipples, which were feeling sensitive due to her excitement. 

“Ah!” 

A painful scream leaked out from between Yuria’s lips. He ignored her screams and struck both of her nipples together. Until she put his own in her mouth again and served him. 

Yuria lewdly spreads her mouth open at the outpouring pain from her swollen nipples. It was proof that she had been well-tamed.

“Ha, ah, it hurts so much, Roy……. Ugh, ha, heup” 

“How could that be. Master’s dripping vagina is enjoying itself right now.” 

He pauses his whipping hand for a moment and stimulates the clitoris with his toes, causing Yuria to flinch and release her love juice again. 

Clear love juice flows out through the thick leather that covers her lower abdomen without a single gap, wetting her pure white thighs. 

Yuria’s face turns red with shame and pleasure. She seems embarrassed that her clitoris was being trampled by his foot. 

He takes the whip in his hand again and swings it. This time, he begins to tease her clitoris and her obscene vagina that is bulging through the leather. 

“Ah! Hah! Ha, ha, I was wrong, please. Hah! Ha! Ha!” 

“You’d better put it in your mouth quickly. Before I make your hole unusable.” 

With his cold threat and merciless whipping, Yuria finally grabs his genitals with her trembling hands and puts it in her mouth. 

She swallows his genitals with her tongue, her face soaked in utter excitement, while weeping from the vibrations stimulating her inner walls and the sharp pain inflicted on her nipples by the clamps. 

She squeezes her throat and plays with her mouth like a pussy. The warm, moist inside of her mouth squeezes and wets his pillar. I raise my waist deeply and block her throat with the tip of my glans, and although she gags, she doesn’t pull her head back. Instead, she opens her throat wide and puts it in even deeper. 

As I grabs the back of her head and continues the violent thrusts, a squelching sound echoes. 

As if in pain, she grabs his thighs and pushes it away, but I ignore her and move my waist semi-forcibly, feeling Yuria’s well-trained mouth and throat. 

“Hah, ha, I was wrong. Please forgive me, Roy…….” 

Yuria begs, twisting her head with great effort to pull his penis out of her mouth. Even as she does so, she flirtatiously flicks her tongue at the tip of his glans, which is glistening with cum and saliva.

Yuria’s blue eyes, soaked in shame and passion, glanced at him and read his expression. 

An ordinary person might feel weak at the sight of a loved one in pain and begging for forgiveness with tears. 

However, the more Yuria suffered, the more she screamed in pain and moaned in pleasure, the more she begged and pleaded with tears, the more Roy’s sadism rose to its head, and his sexual sensations continued to intensify. 

“Ah, Master.” 

Roy laid the imaginary Yuria face down on the floor and roughly pulled off the chastity belt. The space between Yuria’s legs was already soaked with her love juices, emitting a glossy sheen. 

He stroked her pure white thighs and pulled out the vibrator he had inserted into the hole. Whether it was because the protrusions on the surface were scraping the inner wall, or because the hand stroke that flew onto her thigh was painful, the gaping hole flinched as if tempting him, showing off its red inner wall. 

“Whew, Yu… ria.” 

The moment he called her name and deeply thrust his penis into her bright red hole, the line between reality and imagination blurred. 

It was hard to tell whether the voice that burst out of his mouth was from reality or a part of his imagination. 

All he could do was keep his eyes tightly shut so as not to wake up from this fantasy and quickly move his hand that was rubbing his penis. 

Roy recalled the countless times he had tasted Yuria’s inner walls, her convulsing flesh, and the moans that made him dizzy every time he thrusted up her cervix. 

He gripped the lower part of the glans with his hand and rubbed it with his thumb as if blocking the urethra. A similar sensation to when he had thrust his penis deep into Yuria’s hole came over Roy. The urethra twitched and spit out cum. The tip of the glans swelled, making it much easier to rub. 

As the feeling of ejaculation gradually came, his breathing began to become rough. Roy reached out to the empty bed next to him and grabbed the bed sheets. The cold bedding that didn't give off any warmth made him feel the absence of Yuria by his side. 

Yuria Freesia

My master, my possession. 

If only I could have her……. 

Hot semen spurted out from Roy’s entrance and soaked his right hand. Sticky liquid swirled between his fingers. 

Roy wiped his hand with a nearby handkerchief. 

Even though he took a step back, instead of a sense of accomplishment, only a deep sense of regret remained. If only he could, he wanted to pour his semen into Yuria’s hole right now. Until she screamed that she couldn’t take any more, until she cried out that her hole was going to be ruined. 

Roy touched the restraints around his neck again. It had never worked since he left the count’s house, and was now nothing more than a trinket. 

If Yuria had wanted to, she could have summoned him to her side by commanding the ring on her right hand. However, Yuria never once called him. 

He heard news of her through rumors passing by, but he never heard that she was looking for him. The only news he heard was that she was engaged to someone, which made Roy feel uneasy. 

The only good thing was that the engagement preparations were being delayed. 

As the engagement with the unknown man progressed steadily, he was worried that Yuria’s heart might change, but Roy pulled himself together. 

No matter who she was engaged to and married to, whether or not she had lost her heart to that unknown man, he was going to have Yuria no matter what. 

He had already decided that he would have Yuria in the way that Yuria hated the most. 

That was why he could endure this time. 

“I miss you, Master.” 

Roy prayed, holding the key around his neck with both hands. It was his one and only wish. 

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The Erhardt Empire had declared that it had regained its former glory. 

It had been exactly one year since Enoshi Roy Erhardt had gathered the scattered citizens of the empire to reclaim the empire’s lands and launched a full-scale war of conquest.

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