A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 322: Chang Gwan Assistant (11) **

Chapter 322: Chang Gwan Assistant (11) **

Harem sex where one man and several women mix their bodies together.

Wouldn't all men like it?

I've seen men who say they prefer pure love sex where the two of them make love privately, but I've yet to see a man who doesn't like harem sex.

Maybe it's an instinct handed down from primitive times, when having more females was proof of one's ability.

But let's think the other way.

From a woman's perspective, sex is extremely boring.

That's right, because there's only one dick.

While one woman enjoys holding the cock in her lower mouth, the other women have to wet their crotches.

Isn't that the same from a man's perspective? You might think like that.

But, if you just think about it, a woman has two holes she can fuck.

Let's say we exclude other places such as the mouth, hands, and chest.

Let's say we also exclude areas like armpits, behind the knees, toes, and hair.

Still, this means that twice as many people can be dealt with by simple calculation.

For reference, all the areas mentioned above are places I experienced while playing this game. He was rubbing his dick in all kinds of places.

Therefore... What I want to say is...

A woman can deal with many men at once.

It means that I have now become that woman.

A woman who has to deal with many men at once.

"This one is also S-class, so the basics are probably there."

"I wouldn't just give up my appetite after dealing with a slave who hasn't even learned properly."

The men approached, taking off their clothes one by one.

Unlike Justitia, who felt elegance and courtesy even when she took off her clothes, their undressing felt like an insect shedding its skin.

I consciously suppress the legs that would have inadvertently taken a step backwards.

Bisil said that only if these people are satisfied today will she put it up for auction like Justitia.

It was a time when you had to persevere and follow even if you didn't like it.

... Because I don't hate dealing with men that much.

It was just disgusting to see these people, who pretended to be noble but showed vulgarity in their every action, approach me with gaping eyes overflowing with lust.

When I glanced at her, I saw that Bisil, who was supposed to be by my side, had retreated and was stuck in the corner of her room.

You said you were an assistant. Isn't this a scam?

I sighed inwardly and welcomed her outstretched hand.

?

Chu, chul... Tsk, tsk tsk...

Justitia served her cock with all her sincerity.

Lick, bite, suck.

The skill of a skilled prostitute and the affection of doing her best for her lover coexisted in the way she passionately served while exquisitely controlling the stimulation so as not to get used to it.

The man receiving Justitia's service also looked satisfied and ran his hand through his rich pink hair.

In that space, it was pure love sex full of warmth.

Just that space.

It wasn't mine.

"Hmm... Town! Ugh... Town! Paha. "Hmph!"

There is no time to breathe.

When you put a dick in your mouth and suck it, spit it out for a moment, and try to catch your breath, another dick gets stuck in your mouth.

You can't rest with it in your mouth.

If you slow down even a little, they grab your head and force you. It was difficult to breathe properly due to the pain in my throat.

In the meantime, I was not using my vagina, but only my upper body, that is, my mouth, hands, and chest.

Do they have their own rules?

The first service ended only when I got to the point where I was choking on my dick.

Justitia collected the ejaculated semen in her mouth, and after she finished ejaculating, she opened her mouth slightly, rolled it around with her tongue, and swallowed it sweetly.

She didn't forget to open her mouth again after swallowing to confirm.

The man looked at Justitia warmly and stroked her again.

And I.

"Hey... Hehe..."

It was covered in semen and making a dying sound.

Both hands, cleavage, mouth, face, even hair.

He was breathing heavily alone amidst the sticky, smelly white liquid.

Phew!

One man, who ejaculated slower than other men, also vomited semen.

I quickly closed my eyes due to an ominous feeling, and the semen that came out of my cock splashed onto my eyelids.

I was disgusted on the inside, but I couldn't show it.

I made a quiet smile and tried to wipe it off with the back of my hand... The back of his hand was already covered in semen.

Somehow I managed to wipe it off.

"It's nice to not be bored while waiting this time."

"That's right. Where do you want to go next?"

"It wouldn't be a bad thing to continue like this, but..."

The man who stopped talking looked down at me.

There was no emotion in that gaze. Eyes that look like they are not looking at a human being, but simply a tool to relieve sexual desire.

Considering that slaves were not treated as human beings, in some ways it was the most rational view.

"It's been a while, so why don't you take a little shower?"

"Yes? Washing with clean magic... Ah. That's what you said."

After finishing their conversation, the men took us to another room.

Justitia was naked, and I was covered in semen.

The place I was taken to was the bathroom.

The bathroom was dirty. Bath instead of clean magic. It was a bit awkward because it was a natural thing.

I thought the obscene tools lying in the corner of the bathroom would be used.

The men pushed only the two of us.

"It's assistant. "Please wash the princess here."

I looked blankly at Justitia.

Justitia is naked, but except for a strand of curly hair around her mouth, she looks clean.

And even though I was wearing clothes, I was covered in semen.

It went without saying who needed the act of washing more.

But the uncle told me to wash Justitia.

As they looked on in confusion, Bisil desperately gave a signal from behind the men's backs.

I am a quick-witted woman.

Through that signal, I was able to understand that the word washing did not really mean washing cleanly.

"Please wait a moment. "I will prepare it soon."

I asked for permission for a moment and took out the items from the corner of the bathroom.

Floor mats, slippery gels, refreshing scented oils, etc. However, he did not take out the foam towel.

When I glanced at the guys, there was no special reaction.

It probably means that you're not doing anything particularly wrong.

Before washing, I took off the clothes I was wearing.

As I took off the clothes that were slightly too small, I felt a tremendous sense of liberation. It was a sense of liberation that could not have been felt simply by taking off one's clothes.

First, I poured cold water on my head.

I wanted to wash it calmly with warm water, but if I did that, the white semen would stick to me.

There was no time to remove them one by one.

After wiping off some of the semen, even though it wasn't satisfactory, I laid Justitia down on the mat.

A bucket of water is poured on Justitia's body as she lies naked on the mat.

This time it's warm water. Justitia, who guessed it was cold water, was very nervous, but her body trembled and relaxed.

Rich pink hair scattered and clinging to her pure white body.

As a woman, I wanted to tie her hair up or put it aside. You can get used to the feeling of her hair sticking to your body, but it's not a very pleasant feeling.

But the men firmly drew a line.

If I'm going to crack it, I'm going to crack it. What can I do?

I had no choice but to proceed as is.

For reference, the men are standing in a bathtub full of hot water and watching.

We have to put on a lily show from now on.

It's real. Lily show.

The men said I had to wash Justitia.

If you think about it normally, it's obvious that it should be a woman who washes a woman's body...

There's no way the customer here would have said it in such a normal way.

Just in case, when I was getting ready to wash, I used a foam towel to check.

The right answer was not to take out the foam towel. Various tools that only appear in pornographic films.

At this time, doubts became certainty.

These guys are now calling us Bibi.

Until a fire starts in the bathroom!

...

Of course, I have no intention of doing that, and I don't think those guys will wait for me in the meantime.

They probably plan to invade when the atmosphere is ripe.

I don't know why there are so many guys who like to invade Lily with their dicks.

As if not all of them were like that, one of the men had a disapproving expression on his face, but did not actively assert his opinion.

It can't be helped.

I was equally reluctant.

But at least I couldn't do it today.

I held oil and body wash in both hands.

I was planning to use both anyway. The problem was the order.

After thinking about it for a bit, I chose body wash.

Because I told you to wash. I won't say anything.

I spread the squeezed body wash all over my body.

There was almost no foam compared to a foam towel, but when I scrubbed hard, it foamed enough to be called a foam.

Only then did Justitia realize what I was trying to do, and her eyes trembled slightly.

No, it might have been my eyes looking at Justitia that were shaking.

Still, I close my eyes.

I layered my body on top of Justitia's body.