Chapter 720: Fresh Marks (18++)
“Oh, Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!!” Remi moaned weakly with her legs above her head as she got slammed over and over her queen. Even though her queen lost her right hand, one hand around her neck was more than enough to make her leak. Remi earnestly presented her holes for the fucking. And she quickly became addicted to cumming from dick while getting pounded and choked at the same time.
“Fucking half-breed whore!” Mary growled as she hate-fucked her slave after regrowing her futacock.
Remi didn’t mind those words. They weren’t meant for her. The princess’ anger only made her more vigorous.
“Yes, let it all out!” Remi encouraged the princess even as tears rolled from her pale green eyes.
“Shut the fuck up!!” Mary shouted and slapped her fucktoy. “Don’t you fucking dare tell me what to do! Don’t even speak! I have nothing to let out!!”
Even as Mary said that her fury grew. My hand! My fucking hand!! Mary wanted to tear Samira to pieces. Instead, she was forced to flee to this small, dark, pathetic hideout in the ruined depths of the city. She’s not even that strong! Half-elf slut of some whore dad fucked once to pass the time. Or was it mother who slept around while dad got high? Either way fits that a bastard daughter of a cheater is a cheater herself who uses dead people as puppets to fight her battles. If I take that stupid hat away from her, I’ll shove it up her ass together with my fist!
Remi slapped her slave again, bruising her cheek further, imagining it was Samira under her. But even while using Remi as a piece of meat, the glaring reminders of Mary’s shameful, hateful agony were everywhere Mary looked: the bed sheets were red with her blood, as was much of the floor. How long did it take to stop the bleeding? At that time Mary barely remained lucid from the pain. If it wasn’t for the spells within the armor…
When Mary removed her hand from Remi’s neck, the deep bite marks sunken into the girl’s skin were glaringly obvious. And even when she choked Remi again Mary only ended up looking on Remi’s bouncing, fatty tits instead, and the marks that she left on them—a reminder that her right hand was gone no matter how recklessly Mary used her slave’s body for the blood magic stored in her armor.
“Turn the fuck over!” Mary commanded and pulled out of Remi’s wet pussy only long enough to remove those marks from sight.