A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 348: Heart Pounding (2) **

Chapter 348: Heart Pounding (2) **

– Rattling.

With a small sound, a set of teaware was placed in front of me.

It was a simple teacup with a pattern engraved in a style I had never seen before. It must have been a culture that developed independently over the decades after being divided from humanity.

Okay. This is a unique, unique culture.

Sexual harassment by randomly touching breasts is not a culture.

I moved my gaze along the hand that put down the teacup.

A maid wearing a maid uniform unique to Yagame, which seemed a little too revealing, poured some tea.

The maid was a demon with impressive large horns. As a bonus, her big breasts.

"It must have been sudden. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Young master. Because this is my job."

The maid rubbed her large breasts against the man's head.

Half of the man's head was buried in the maid's big breasts. For a relationship between a maid and a master, her attitude was quite relaxed.

The man also laughed and patted the maid's butt. Then, he sat down next to her and stroked her big horns.

Considering this city's culture of responding to politeness with politeness, is that also a form of sex appeal?

It is a cliché that each race values ??special parts that humans do not have, such as elf ears or beastman tails.

I understood the devil's horn similarly.

Anyway, when viewed from the side, it just looked like a couple making love in broad daylight, so it was just a sight to behold.

I should drink tea.

Wow...

Huh?

I picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put it down and made eye contact with Flora.

"Soira. This..."

"Huh. Right?"

""It's delicious.""

It was delicious.

It had a slightly sweet taste, like honey, and it was a delight to the tongue.

Even in countries that don't like black tea very much, I felt like I could drink as much black tea as this.

"What car? This is my first time tasting something like this..."

"Haha. Did you like it? Um, that..."

"It's Flora."

"Yes. Miss Flora. And that one... ?"

"Soira."

"Yes. Miss Soira. If I could tell you about that car..."

The man began talking about cars in a fluent and confident tone.

It seemed like the story was quite in-depth, and Flora was impressed and showed interest.

For someone like me who is not interested in cars, it was just a completely boring story.

Hororok-

Huh. The tea is delicious.

I sipped my tea, rested my chin, and looked at the man talking to Flora.

Hororok-

Good looking.

Was this how the men who couldn't take their eyes off me felt?

I couldn't take my eyes off his distinct facial features, the fine muscles peeking through his collar, and his elegant body movements.

I said he was a member of the lord's family. It seemed to somehow exude dignity.

The man was currently chatting happily with Flora.

Flora was also welcoming me.

Look at that. Honey is dripping from my eyes.

Is talking about cars that interesting?

I can have a fun conversation as much as I want. Why only Flora...

Huh?

It's strange.

A feeling of discomfort as if something is inside me is constricting my throat.

Why are you only looking at him? I'm prettier.

Look at me.

Me... No, it's not this.

Unfamiliar yet well-known emotions suddenly disturb my mind.

This feeling...

"The teacup is empty. "Sir, would you like some more?"

"To? Ah. Yes."

Just when it seemed like she had something to grab onto, her thoughts were interrupted by a maid.

As the maid said, she drank so much that her teacup was already empty.

Because the tea was delicious. Huh. You should drink more.

The maid who filled the teacup again took a step back.

Hororok-

I took another sip and looked at the man talking.

"In order to grow these tea leaves, a unique environment is needed... "

The gaze of the man who was talking to Flora glanced in this direction.

Our eyes met.

While talking, the man made eye contact with me and smiled slightly.

Exciting!

At that moment, his heart pounded strongly.

At the same time, a lot of blood rushed to his face.

To other people, you would look completely red.

Huh?

Why is this so...

"Are you okay? You look hot. "How about having some more tea?"

"Ahhh... Huh..."

Why drink tea when it's hot? It's not iced tea, it's freshly brewed hot tea?

But somehow, as I moved as the man said, my mood lifted and happiness filled me.

Just as obeying a man is a joy in itself.

Just by bringing the teacup to my mouth, a sense of accomplishment, as if I had accomplished something, enveloped my entire body.

Feeling happiness for an unknown reason, I tilted my teacup.

Hororok-

Happiness... Delicious...

?

A thick, dark brown bat was placed in front of her.

The blood vessels are bulging and smelly. It was a dick.

How did this happen?

I've never lost consciousness for a moment, but for some reason, I couldn't understand at all how I ended up in this situation.

I feel like it's not me but someone else.

Ah. I remembered.

While talking to a man... The topic turns to this city's unique etiquette culture...

'It's not that bad of a culture. Would you like to experience it with me?'

That's right. That's what I said.

In a city where politeness is a form of care, the meaning of the words was clear.

Mutual caress, no, it would just lead straight to a one-night stand.

Normally I would have refused, and I tried to refuse as well.

...

'Yes! Good!'

When I saw Flora agree as if it was obvious, a fire rose inside me.

Without realizing it, I stepped forward and accepted it as if I was possessed.

That was the whole story that led to this situation.

No. Isn't it strange?

It's the same with the sudden surge of emotions, and it's the same with being swayed by that man's words.

Strange. It's strange.

Something must have happened. I'm not sure what that is yet.

I have to get out of this place quickly...

"I guess that girl over there doesn't have any thoughts, does she?"

The man's 'handsome' voice rang in my head.

It felt like a 'manly' and 'attractive' voice was stirring my brain stickily through my ears.

My heart was pounding like crazy, making my chest race.

Is it an arrhythmia?

I couldn't stop thinking about wanting to hear this voice more and wanting people to be happy with me.

Grandpa.

And that thought was maximized when I saw Flora sliding her tongue around the man's cock.

I can do better.

It should be me who makes that man feel good.

A competitive spirit of unknown origin boiled up in my heart, and the next moment, like Flora, I stretched out my tongue to the man's cock.

"Hehe."

The man smiled 'nicely' in a 'sweet' voice and patted my head.

It was a touch as if pampering a pet.

But it still didn't matter.

As long as he could be with this man, as long as he could see this man happy, he didn't care how he was treated.

... Although I didn't like the idea of ??not being able to monopolize this touch.

I licked the man's cock as if competing with Flora.

Competition.

Okay. That word suited this.

Churrup, Churrup, Churrup...

Licking. Grandpa.

In the quiet room, the only sound was the sound of competitive dick licking.

The man could not hold on for long and ejaculated while holding our heads.

View.

Semen spurted from the urethral opening and poured onto the faces of Flora and me, who were face to face.

The semen on my bangs came down sticky and flowed down my eyelids.

Normally it would have been unpleasant, but now only a sense of accomplishment ran down my spine.

The smelly semen on my face was proof that I had made this man feel that good, and at the same time, it was proof that I had become his woman.

Men are violent. ... Violently? No. He 'gently' rubbed his cock between our cheeks and wiped away the remaining semen.

"Hehe. I saw the ladies' manners well. "Then now it's my turn to be polite."

The man raised his index and middle fingers and made an obscene gesture in the air.

The man's raised hands are both hands.

I didn't like the idea of ??having to receive' ' from a man at the same time as another woman, but the fact that I could still receive' ' made my lower body moist.

In front of the man, Flor and I lifted our skirts and pulled down our damp panties.

Leaving our pussies in the hands of men, we longed for the man's' '...

?

"What. You guys. What happened?"

"Uh... What... Hmm."

Asil asked after seeing Flora and I returning after enjoying a hot 3-parter with a man.

There was a subtle atmosphere between us, different from when we left the inn in the morning.

The cause was the dissatisfaction of not being able to monopolize the man's' ' and their sense of competition with each other.

"Ugh. Something strange must have happened again. What happened? "Tell me."

"That's strange. "He doesn't do that."

"Look. It's already weird. Just tell me first."

Is it because I'm listening to Asil's words with strange confidence? I wanted to.

It's true that I thought it was strange at first. Although those thoughts faded away while I was shaking.

Even considering the original purpose of scouting, it was necessary to share information, so I told Asil about what happened today.

"Hmm..."

However, when Asil heard the story, he made a rather subtle expression.

It wasn't an expression of displeasure, anger, or relief, but rather a helpless expression.

"Why. Do you understand something?"

"Yeah, I think I understand. This is, um..."

Asil paused a little and then said.

"You guys. "Aren't you in love with that guy?"

"Huh?"

Are you in love?

Me?

Those words were very unexpected.