Chapter 737: Largest Collar Awards Ceremony Ever 4
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"Thank you all for coming here tonight."
Nearly 40 naked women.
While most of them are eager to have sex with me, the gall power to get two rounds of inside stock as if rushing through and smiling and entering with their inner legs wet in cloudy is not quite an artistic thing to do besides selenium, even though there are a lot of female slaves.
Someone will be the first one anyway, so the grandeur that said it all makes me even feel like a certain kind of hero.
The sketchy proposition that no one can beat because of the typical half-elf, and the complacency that she became a female slave sooner than anyone else, and the track record of actually giving birth to Elenia, give her more persuasion than anything about such a figure in this group, which is both powerful and powerfully out of bounds.
... I mean, really, the fighting power and financial strength of the women here is not a joke, it's the level at which some of the country will perish.
It is really impossible for any king to make this member beg for seeding.
Once again, I tremble at the awesomeness of my accumulated fortune.
"As you can see, Andy made me a child first ♪... but of course, being a female slave means wholeheartedly accepting that Andy will be offended as he desires. That's what makes it so obvious in front of everyone's eyes like this, maybe outside in the middle of the day, in front of people I don't know, whatever it is, in front of my parents. Because I can throw everything away and expose my female parts and make them have nasty sex...... I can even look forward to that, which means wearing a collar. If you can't express that much seriousness about accepting anything, you wouldn't be able to keep up with such a bullshit group, would you?
At first, it was just that even if I had to marry a woman I normally don't know as a common sense trot, still I wouldn't have to leave me... the convenience for the promise should have been "female slavery".
So I'm not going to put up that much laying... no, but the truth is, it's also true that you're a group that won't get mixed up when you're sweet ready.
In this, and still in order to continue my relationship with me, I will need to strip off and seduce me to compete if I have a chance with nature.
It's embarrassing because it's in public, I want you to think about your convenience, it's outrageous to be held with other women... what a woman would naturally be able to claim if she were normal doesn't work in this setting.
Women who are out of common sense in their identities, combat skills and, of course, appearance actively invite sluts to do that regardless. You can't even wield common sense in it and stop tall.
At some point, we can have a world that can't even stand on the starting line otherwise.
"Because Andy is a pretty cautious person with this and cares about the girl's feelings...... if you don't wear the mark 'I'm not interested in dicks other than yours' clearly, you might let go.... In fact, I think most people in the world are happier about that. Love love life where only one person, a man who only thinks about himself and only looks at each other...... there is no denying that that is happiness as a girl. But still, most of the kids here will be convinced. It has to be Mr. Andy. Even if it's all festive etsy that makes you think that if a normal person finds out, you'd be crazy... and still you wouldn't be happy if you weren't with Andy, everyone would think"
There is no objection from anyone.
Lady and Shario are likely to disagree, but Lady can't say anything because her voice is sealed, and Shario listens quietly by leaning against the wall.
I guess you understand that I'm not the one making a scene. Plus, well, you'd think it would be somewhat of a role to see Layla and Corti collared.
"Mr. Andy is human. I don't want another hundred years. Most people here will see Mr. Andy off on his journey first. Many women should still be young long-lived species after a hundred years.... Is this how swearing allegiance to Mr. Andy's dick the pleasure you want to throw away the millennium ahead of it, or is it just a hundred years of 'play'... dare I ask that. I'm not interested in a future without Mr. Andy, and I have no complaints about who's going to do what ahead. However, I would like to believe you all to be one of us in order for us to create and defend Mr. Andy and the happiness around him over the centuries until then. I want to remove any malice towards our happiness. That is why I hope to be a female slave to a woman who is continually associated with Mr Andy. And I believe this is an idea you can share if you've always dreamed of a happy life with Andy in this polka."
The female slaves quiet down and snort.
The future after my death. 100 years from now, and beyond.
It's not much of a story I'd like to hear, but it's still a "reality" story among many elves and dragons.
And I'm pretty much like Selene against that.
I haven't been honest with myself until after I died.
There's no way I can build a harem like this if I'm actually serious about that, though I might be called irresponsible.
Yes, only a hundred years. Maybe it won't last that long, and still want to see the smiles of the girls I like until my life runs out, this is an irresponsible product of my devotion.
For me, I can think of myself, the longest time is 100 years.
Thousands and thousands of years away, we can do as much as we want if we just pile up the numbers, except it's imaginable.
Are those hundred years, by and large, worthwhile times for them, or between blinks?
... Whatever, I think it makes sense.
Even if the person I like is a long-lived species... even if I live another thousand years after becoming a yobo yobo and dying.
As Aurora said one day, a long life expectancy means a lot of time to patrol with the person you love.
If you meet an old opponent young, that encounter should never be meaningless. On the contrary, if the time of death is the same, that makes you happy... like it's no way.
I love them all the time I'm allowed to.
Selene will try to protect it to the fullest. That's all we're talking about.
"So, Mr. Andy enslaving someone as a female slave means welcoming an important companion who protects each other's happiness. I want you to remember that firmly, and we want to see it through. That's why we're all coming together to host this collar awards ceremony."
If Selene cuts the words, Apple, Mr. Hilda, and the Angelos clap their hands naturally and the applause spreads to everyone.
For now, the atmosphere of blaming the runaway is completely gone.
And Jeanne brings hot water and a hand wipe, and wipes the overflowing juice from Selene's Omako to her feet at best.
... watch it smile.
"Yes, well, this time the collar will be... come in the middle"
With Serene's decree, the person in question moves in and out of the girls who were each waiting to somehow follow the wall.
Lyda and Emma took the lead. It was Beatrice who came out with a large strand to confront it, and Azel and Lisel followed them.
Put a beat down and say, "Is that okay?" It's Naia and Galatia, plus Mira and the three sisters who come forward looking around to explore, and Mr. Knoll, who steps out more slowly like he's fallen behind than he's fallen behind, is cool, but he doesn't look like anyone who's going to participate in the ritual of becoming a slave.
And the silver dragon sisters of Leila Corti rendezvous with each other to encourage them. What surprises me is Shario, who doesn't even seem to have had any particular doubts, but stands beside the Leilas and looks around with dignity.
... Oh, that? You're not talking about being a female slave or anything, are you? I've got the collar ready for you once, but you haven't met anything in particular, have you?
"... oh, me too"
And Mr. Gloria, who had a paintbrush, rushed to put it down and rendezvous with it in a slight relief.
And he thrusts the lady in the center looking unconvinced, and at the end Mr. Cosmos brightly raises his hand to serve as a shingle.
"Yes, okay."
"... oh, wait a minute"
It was Naris who stuck his hand out to block Mr. Cosmos and came forward on this thing with a face that seemed slightly awkward.
... Oh, you take it?
"Huh? You're taking it? Please don't look like that, because it's so awkward to die for! I gave it to you!
"No, you, are you sure?
"I just believed what you and Tetes said about it being a JustNow Female Slave Transformation Set! It's not like I'm gonna be your semen toilet for real!
No, I don't mind.
I wonder if this is good after hearing Selene's ceremony earlier.
And when I glanced at Selene pointing at Naris.
"Isn't that okay with Mr. Naris? I thought she was practically a female slave."
Selene laughing bitterly.
"No! There's a deep ditch between Cephre and the female slave!
What do you want, Naris?
"... you don't have to deal with them anyway, it's just the usual thrust on your mouth."
"Being thought of as a female slave doesn't mean that Mr. Selene was already accepted as a companion. It's wonderful."
"I'm proud to be your best friend, Naris."
"I have trouble being proud!?
Naris answers the cheers of his warm colleagues.
Well, no. Details later. Or whatever if Selene doesn't even care.
... and Cebolie, the ancestral proponent of the ceremony, jumped out next to me and rocked her smaller tits, the last explanation.
"Then I'm going to have your husband put a collar in one at a time. I know you do, but it's set to the point where you get a collar and you get the inside out of your vows. If you are tying your hair again, it is desirable to lower it. Take everything off once, including hair fasteners, and swear it's your husband's thing."
"... No, you had that rule."
Said, it takes about Mr. Seema (ponytail) or Mr. Lucino (twintail), Emma (lady tie), Lleda (asymmetrical tie) and Naris (ponytail) respectively. In other words, Naris felt uncomfortable, so Tess was quickly rushing over.
The problem was Galatia, and it's a lot of work to loosen up three knitting knits that are long enough and have a lot of hair themselves. I was resented beforehand, but when Selene, a skilled hair tier, helped me out, she quickly unraveled beautifully.
The honey-colored long hair, comparable in length to the previous Angelos, was crimped and a little Angelos (now the length to the shoulder) seemed to envy it.
"The more hair I have, the more I look like you guys."
Mr Knoll looks at Mr Seema and Mr Luchino and says:
"I thought they'd say"
"If you're naked because I have better tits, it's easy to tell."
"You don't like it! I mean, I don't think milk teasing or hairlessness here, Seema."
"Huh. I'm confident I'll never lose a ratio of tits to height!
"... yes. I respect your attitude of going to win with your boobs only a little."
I've said it over and over. It's never about Mr. Lucino or Mr. Milla being breast-fed, but rather, from the general average, it's the boob side. It's a battle in heaven.
We love tits. From a polka kid, it feels like a dream showdown, though!
... and well, somethin '.
"Oh, please"
The first one kneels and offers his throat to fit the collar.
At first, at my discretion... I decided on Naia.
It is indescribably disloyal, and that is why it is beautiful, that she, who was a brave man among the brave, kneels in a threadless manner and swears to me her slutty allegiance as a female slave.
I take off my pants and pants and take off my collar as I show my erections in front of her.
Her desire is the blue collar of her favorite play. Not that I don't want to get pregnant, but I chose this one because it was my intention to accept whatever I wanted to do.
"Naia.... make you a true female slave now"
"... Yes"
"From now on... live for me. Not to die one day as a brave man, but to get laid with me."
…………
Naia puts some time between things like not knowing what kind of face to look like.
"... I'm serious, right?
In the end, smile.
"You're gonna live for that, aren't you?
"... superior"
I stroke her head, gently wrapped a collar around her neck and fastened it.
And lay her on the mat as everyone watches.
"It's in the oath."
"... Yes"
Slutty ceremony, started in earnest.
(cont 'd)
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"Thank you all for coming here tonight."
Nearly 40 naked women.
While most of them are eager to have sex with me, the gall power to get two rounds of inside stock as if rushing through and smiling and entering with their inner legs wet in cloudy is not quite an artistic thing to do besides selenium, even though there are a lot of female slaves.
Someone will be the first one anyway, so the grandeur that said it all makes me even feel like a certain kind of hero.
The sketchy proposition that no one can beat because of the typical half-elf, and the complacency that she became a female slave sooner than anyone else, and the track record of actually giving birth to Elenia, give her more persuasion than anything about such a figure in this group, which is both powerful and powerfully out of bounds.
... I mean, really, the fighting power and financial strength of the women here is not a joke, it's the level at which some of the country will perish.
It is really impossible for any king to make this member beg for seeding.
Once again, I tremble at the awesomeness of my accumulated fortune.
"As you can see, Andy made me a child first ♪... but of course, being a female slave means wholeheartedly accepting that Andy will be offended as he desires. That's what makes it so obvious in front of everyone's eyes like this, maybe outside in the middle of the day, in front of people I don't know, whatever it is, in front of my parents. Because I can throw everything away and expose my female parts and make them have nasty sex...... I can even look forward to that, which means wearing a collar. If you can't express that much seriousness about accepting anything, you wouldn't be able to keep up with such a bullshit group, would you?
At first, it was just that even if I had to marry a woman I normally don't know as a common sense trot, still I wouldn't have to leave me... the convenience for the promise should have been "female slavery".
So I'm not going to put up that much laying... no, but the truth is, it's also true that you're a group that won't get mixed up when you're sweet ready.
In this, and still in order to continue my relationship with me, I will need to strip off and seduce me to compete if I have a chance with nature.
It's embarrassing because it's in public, I want you to think about your convenience, it's outrageous to be held with other women... what a woman would naturally be able to claim if she were normal doesn't work in this setting.
Women who are out of common sense in their identities, combat skills and, of course, appearance actively invite sluts to do that regardless. You can't even wield common sense in it and stop tall.
At some point, we can have a world that can't even stand on the starting line otherwise.
"Because Andy is a pretty cautious person with this and cares about the girl's feelings...... if you don't wear the mark 'I'm not interested in dicks other than yours' clearly, you might let go.... In fact, I think most people in the world are happier about that. Love love life where only one person, a man who only thinks about himself and only looks at each other...... there is no denying that that is happiness as a girl. But still, most of the kids here will be convinced. It has to be Mr. Andy. Even if it's all festive etsy that makes you think that if a normal person finds out, you'd be crazy... and still you wouldn't be happy if you weren't with Andy, everyone would think"
There is no objection from anyone.
Lady and Shario are likely to disagree, but Lady can't say anything because her voice is sealed, and Shario listens quietly by leaning against the wall.
I guess you understand that I'm not the one making a scene. Plus, well, you'd think it would be somewhat of a role to see Layla and Corti collared.
"Mr. Andy is human. I don't want another hundred years. Most people here will see Mr. Andy off on his journey first. Many women should still be young long-lived species after a hundred years.... Is this how swearing allegiance to Mr. Andy's dick the pleasure you want to throw away the millennium ahead of it, or is it just a hundred years of 'play'... dare I ask that. I'm not interested in a future without Mr. Andy, and I have no complaints about who's going to do what ahead. However, I would like to believe you all to be one of us in order for us to create and defend Mr. Andy and the happiness around him over the centuries until then. I want to remove any malice towards our happiness. That is why I hope to be a female slave to a woman who is continually associated with Mr Andy. And I believe this is an idea you can share if you've always dreamed of a happy life with Andy in this polka."
The female slaves quiet down and snort.
The future after my death. 100 years from now, and beyond.
It's not much of a story I'd like to hear, but it's still a "reality" story among many elves and dragons.
And I'm pretty much like Selene against that.
I haven't been honest with myself until after I died.
There's no way I can build a harem like this if I'm actually serious about that, though I might be called irresponsible.
Yes, only a hundred years. Maybe it won't last that long, and still want to see the smiles of the girls I like until my life runs out, this is an irresponsible product of my devotion.
For me, I can think of myself, the longest time is 100 years.
Thousands and thousands of years away, we can do as much as we want if we just pile up the numbers, except it's imaginable.
Are those hundred years, by and large, worthwhile times for them, or between blinks?
... Whatever, I think it makes sense.
Even if the person I like is a long-lived species... even if I live another thousand years after becoming a yobo yobo and dying.
As Aurora said one day, a long life expectancy means a lot of time to patrol with the person you love.
If you meet an old opponent young, that encounter should never be meaningless. On the contrary, if the time of death is the same, that makes you happy... like it's no way.
I love them all the time I'm allowed to.
Selene will try to protect it to the fullest. That's all we're talking about.
"So, Mr. Andy enslaving someone as a female slave means welcoming an important companion who protects each other's happiness. I want you to remember that firmly, and we want to see it through. That's why we're all coming together to host this collar awards ceremony."
If Selene cuts the words, Apple, Mr. Hilda, and the Angelos clap their hands naturally and the applause spreads to everyone.
For now, the atmosphere of blaming the runaway is completely gone.
And Jeanne brings hot water and a hand wipe, and wipes the overflowing juice from Selene's Omako to her feet at best.
... watch it smile.
"Yes, well, this time the collar will be... come in the middle"
With Serene's decree, the person in question moves in and out of the girls who were each waiting to somehow follow the wall.
Lyda and Emma took the lead. It was Beatrice who came out with a large strand to confront it, and Azel and Lisel followed them.
Put a beat down and say, "Is that okay?" It's Naia and Galatia, plus Mira and the three sisters who come forward looking around to explore, and Mr. Knoll, who steps out more slowly like he's fallen behind than he's fallen behind, is cool, but he doesn't look like anyone who's going to participate in the ritual of becoming a slave.
And the silver dragon sisters of Leila Corti rendezvous with each other to encourage them. What surprises me is Shario, who doesn't even seem to have had any particular doubts, but stands beside the Leilas and looks around with dignity.
... Oh, that? You're not talking about being a female slave or anything, are you? I've got the collar ready for you once, but you haven't met anything in particular, have you?
"... oh, me too"
And Mr. Gloria, who had a paintbrush, rushed to put it down and rendezvous with it in a slight relief.
And he thrusts the lady in the center looking unconvinced, and at the end Mr. Cosmos brightly raises his hand to serve as a shingle.
"Yes, okay."
"... oh, wait a minute"
It was Naris who stuck his hand out to block Mr. Cosmos and came forward on this thing with a face that seemed slightly awkward.
... Oh, you take it?
"Huh? You're taking it? Please don't look like that, because it's so awkward to die for! I gave it to you!
"No, you, are you sure?
"I just believed what you and Tetes said about it being a JustNow Female Slave Transformation Set! It's not like I'm gonna be your semen toilet for real!
No, I don't mind.
I wonder if this is good after hearing Selene's ceremony earlier.
And when I glanced at Selene pointing at Naris.
"Isn't that okay with Mr. Naris? I thought she was practically a female slave."
Selene laughing bitterly.
"No! There's a deep ditch between Cephre and the female slave!
What do you want, Naris?
"... you don't have to deal with them anyway, it's just the usual thrust on your mouth."
"Being thought of as a female slave doesn't mean that Mr. Selene was already accepted as a companion. It's wonderful."
"I'm proud to be your best friend, Naris."
"I have trouble being proud!?
Naris answers the cheers of his warm colleagues.
Well, no. Details later. Or whatever if Selene doesn't even care.
... and Cebolie, the ancestral proponent of the ceremony, jumped out next to me and rocked her smaller tits, the last explanation.
"Then I'm going to have your husband put a collar in one at a time. I know you do, but it's set to the point where you get a collar and you get the inside out of your vows. If you are tying your hair again, it is desirable to lower it. Take everything off once, including hair fasteners, and swear it's your husband's thing."
"... No, you had that rule."
Said, it takes about Mr. Seema (ponytail) or Mr. Lucino (twintail), Emma (lady tie), Lleda (asymmetrical tie) and Naris (ponytail) respectively. In other words, Naris felt uncomfortable, so Tess was quickly rushing over.
The problem was Galatia, and it's a lot of work to loosen up three knitting knits that are long enough and have a lot of hair themselves. I was resented beforehand, but when Selene, a skilled hair tier, helped me out, she quickly unraveled beautifully.
The honey-colored long hair, comparable in length to the previous Angelos, was crimped and a little Angelos (now the length to the shoulder) seemed to envy it.
"The more hair I have, the more I look like you guys."
Mr Knoll looks at Mr Seema and Mr Luchino and says:
"I thought they'd say"
"If you're naked because I have better tits, it's easy to tell."
"You don't like it! I mean, I don't think milk teasing or hairlessness here, Seema."
"Huh. I'm confident I'll never lose a ratio of tits to height!
"... yes. I respect your attitude of going to win with your boobs only a little."
I've said it over and over. It's never about Mr. Lucino or Mr. Milla being breast-fed, but rather, from the general average, it's the boob side. It's a battle in heaven.
We love tits. From a polka kid, it feels like a dream showdown, though!
... and well, somethin '.
"Oh, please"
The first one kneels and offers his throat to fit the collar.
At first, at my discretion... I decided on Naia.
It is indescribably disloyal, and that is why it is beautiful, that she, who was a brave man among the brave, kneels in a threadless manner and swears to me her slutty allegiance as a female slave.
I take off my pants and pants and take off my collar as I show my erections in front of her.
Her desire is the blue collar of her favorite play. Not that I don't want to get pregnant, but I chose this one because it was my intention to accept whatever I wanted to do.
"Naia.... make you a true female slave now"
"... Yes"
"From now on... live for me. Not to die one day as a brave man, but to get laid with me."
…………
Naia puts some time between things like not knowing what kind of face to look like.
"... I'm serious, right?
In the end, smile.
"You're gonna live for that, aren't you?
"... superior"
I stroke her head, gently wrapped a collar around her neck and fastened it.
And lay her on the mat as everyone watches.
"It's in the oath."
"... Yes"
Slutty ceremony, started in earnest.
(cont 'd)
"Thank you all for coming here tonight."Nearly 40 naked women.While most of them are eager to have sex with me, the gall power to get two rounds of inside stock as if rushing through and smiling and entering with their inner legs wet in cloudy is not quite an artistic thing to do besides selenium, even though there are a lot of female slaves.Someone will be the first one anyway, so the grandeur that said it all makes me even feel like a certain kind of hero.The sketchy proposition that no one can beat because of the typical half-elf, and the complacency that she became a female slave sooner than anyone else, and the track record of actually giving birth to Elenia, give her more persuasion than anything about such a figure in this group, which is both powerful and powerfully out of bounds.... I mean, really, the fighting power and financial strength of the women here is not a joke, it's the level at which some of the country will perish.It is really impossible for any king to make this member beg for seeding.Once again, I tremble at the awesomeness of my accumulated fortune."As you can see, Andy made me a child first ... but of course, being a female slave means wholeheartedly accepting that Andy will be offended as he desires. That's what makes it so obvious in front of everyone's eyes like this, maybe outside in the middle of the day, in front of people I don't know, whatever it is, in front of my parents. Because I can throw everything away and expose my female parts and make them have nasty sex...... I can even look forward to that, which means wearing a collar. If you can't express that much seriousness about accepting anything, you wouldn't be able to keep up with such a bullshit group, would you? At first, it was just that even if I had to marry a woman I normally don't know as a common sense trot, still I wouldn't have to leave me... the convenience for the promise should have been "female slavery".So I'm not going to put up that much laying... no, but the truth is, it's also true that you're a group that won't get mixed up when you're sweet ready.In this, and still in order to continue my relationship with me, I will need to strip off and seduce me to compete if I have a chance with nature.It's embarrassing because it's in public, I want you to think about your convenience, it's outrageous to be held with other women... what a woman would naturally be able to claim if she were normal doesn't work in this setting.Women who are out of common sense in their identities, combat skills and, of course, appearance actively invite sluts to do that regardless. You can't even wield common sense in it and stop tall.At some point, we can have a world that can't even stand on the starting line otherwise."Because Andy is a pretty cautious person with this and cares about the girl's feelings...... if you don't wear the mark 'I'm not interested in dicks other than yours' clearly, you might let go.... In fact, I think most people in the world are happier about that. Love love life where only one person, a man who only thinks about himself and only looks at each other...... there is no denying that that is happiness as a girl. But still, most of the kids here will be convinced. It has to be Mr. Andy. Even if it's all festive etsy that makes you think that if a normal person finds out, you'd be crazy... and still you wouldn't be happy if you weren't with Andy, everyone would think"There is no objection from anyone.Lady and Shario are likely to disagree, but Lady can't say anything because her voice is sealed, and Shario listens quietly by leaning against the wall.I guess you understand that I'm not the one making a scene. Plus, well, you'd think it would be somewhat of a role to see Layla and Corti collared."Mr. Andy is human. I don't want another hundred years. Most people here will see Mr. Andy off on his journey first. Many women should still be young long-lived species after a hundred years.... Is this how swearing allegiance to Mr. Andy's dick the pleasure you want to throw away the millennium ahead of it, or is it just a hundred years of 'play'... dare I ask that. I'm not interested in a future without Mr. Andy, and I have no complaints about who's going to do what ahead. However, I would like to believe you all to be one of us in order for us to create and defend Mr. Andy and the happiness around him over the centuries until then. I want to remove any malice towards our happiness. That is why I hope to be a female slave to a woman who is continually associated with Mr Andy. And I believe this is an idea you can share if you've always dreamed of a happy life with Andy in this polka."The female slaves quiet down and snort.The future after my death. 100 years from now, and beyond.It's not much of a story I'd like to hear, but it's still a "reality" story among many elves and dragons.And I'm pretty much like Selene against that.I haven't been honest with myself until after I died.There's no way I can build a harem like this if I'm actually serious about that, though I might be called irresponsible.Yes, only a hundred years. Maybe it won't last that long, and still want to see the smiles of the girls I like until my life runs out, this is an irresponsible product of my devotion.For me, I can think of myself, the longest time is 100 years.Thousands and thousands of years away, we can do as much as we want if we just pile up the numbers, except it's imaginable.Are those hundred years, by and large, worthwhile times for them, or between blinks?... Whatever, I think it makes sense.Even if the person I like is a long-lived species... even if I live another thousand years after becoming a yobo yobo and dying.As Aurora said one day, a long life expectancy means a lot of time to patrol with the person you love.If you meet an old opponent young, that encounter should never be meaningless. On the contrary, if the time of death is the same, that makes you happy... like it's no way.I love them all the time I'm allowed to.Selene will try to protect it to the fullest. That's all we're talking about."So, Mr. Andy enslaving someone as a female slave means welcoming an important companion who protects each other's happiness. I want you to remember that firmly, and we want to see it through. That's why we're all coming together to host this collar awards ceremony."If Selene cuts the words, Apple, Mr. Hilda, and the Angelos clap their hands naturally and the applause spreads to everyone.For now, the atmosphere of blaming the runaway is completely gone.And Jeanne brings hot water and a hand wipe, and wipes the overflowing juice from Selene's Omako to her feet at best.... watch it smile."Yes, well, this time the collar will be... come in the middle"With Serene's decree, the person in question moves in and out of the girls who were each waiting to somehow follow the wall.Lyda and Emma took the lead. It was Beatrice who came out with a large strand to confront it, and Azel and Lisel followed them.Put a beat down and say, "Is that okay?" It's Naia and Galatia, plus Mira and the three sisters who come forward looking around to explore, and Mr. Knoll, who steps out more slowly like he's fallen behind than he's fallen behind, is cool, but he doesn't look like anyone who's going to participate in the ritual of becoming a slave.And the silver dragon sisters of Leila Corti rendezvous with each other to encourage them. What surprises me is Shario, who doesn't even seem to have had any particular doubts, but stands beside the Leilas and looks around with dignity.... Oh, that? You're not talking about being a female slave or anything, are you? I've got the collar ready for you once, but you haven't met anything in particular, have you?"... oh, me too"And Mr. Gloria, who had a paintbrush, rushed to put it down and rendezvous with it in a slight relief.And he thrusts the lady in the center looking unconvinced, and at the end Mr. Cosmos brightly raises his hand to serve as a shingle."Yes, okay.""... oh, wait a minute"It was Naris who stuck his hand out to block Mr. Cosmos and came forward on this thing with a face that seemed slightly awkward.... Oh, you take it?"Huh? You're taking it? Please don't look like that, because it's so awkward to die for! I gave it to you! "No, you, are you sure? "I just believed what you and Tetes said about it being a JustNow Female Slave Transformation Set! It's not like I'm gonna be your semen toilet for real! No, I don't mind.I wonder if this is good after hearing Selene's ceremony earlier.And when I glanced at Selene pointing at Naris."Isn't that okay with Mr. Naris? I thought she was practically a female slave."Selene laughing bitterly."No! There's a deep ditch between Cephre and the female slave! What do you want, Naris?"... you don't have to deal with them anyway, it's just the usual thrust on your mouth.""Being thought of as a female slave doesn't mean that Mr. Selene was already accepted as a companion. It's wonderful.""I'm proud to be your best friend, Naris.""I have trouble being proud!? Naris answers the cheers of his warm colleagues.Well, no. Details later. Or whatever if Selene doesn't even care.... and Cebolie, the ancestral proponent of the ceremony, jumped out next to me and rocked her smaller tits, the last explanation."Then I'm going to have your husband put a collar in one at a time. I know you do, but it's set to the point where you get a collar and you get the inside out of your vows. If you are tying your hair again, it is desirable to lower it. Take everything off once, including hair fasteners, and swear it's your husband's thing.""... No, you had that rule."Said, it takes about Mr. Seema ponytail or Mr. Lucino twintail, Emma lady tie, Lleda asymmetrical tie and Naris ponytail respectively. In other words, Naris felt uncomfortable, so Tess was quickly rushing over.The problem was Galatia, and it's a lot of work to loosen up three knitting knits that are long enough and have a lot of hair themselves. I was resented beforehand, but when Selene, a skilled hair tier, helped me out, she quickly unraveled beautifully.The honey-colored long hair, comparable in length to the previous Angelos, was crimped and a little Angelos now the length to the shoulder seemed to envy it."The more hair I have, the more I look like you guys."Mr Knoll looks at Mr Seema and Mr Luchino and says:"I thought they'd say""If you're naked because I have better tits, it's easy to tell.""You don't like it! I mean, I don't think milk teasing or hairlessness here, Seema.""Huh. I'm confident I'll never lose a ratio of tits to height! "... yes. I respect your attitude of going to win with your boobs only a little."I've said it over and over. It's never about Mr. Lucino or Mr. Milla being breast-fed, but rather, from the general average, it's the boob side. It's a battle in heaven.We love tits. From a polka kid, it feels like a dream showdown, though!... and well, somethin '."Oh, please"The first one kneels and offers his throat to fit the collar.At first, at my discretion... I decided on Naia.It is indescribably disloyal, and that is why it is beautiful, that she, who was a brave man among the brave, kneels in a threadless manner and swears to me her slutty allegiance as a female slave.I take off my pants and pants and take off my collar as I show my erections in front of her.Her desire is the blue collar of her favorite play. Not that I don't want to get pregnant, but I chose this one because it was my intention to accept whatever I wanted to do."Naia.... make you a true female slave now""... Yes""From now on... live for me. Not to die one day as a brave man, but to get laid with me." Naia puts some time between things like not knowing what kind of face to look like."... I'm serious, right? In the end, smile."You're gonna live for that, aren't you? "... superior"I stroke her head, gently wrapped a collar around her neck and fastened it.And lay her on the mat as everyone watches."It's in the oath.""... Yes"Slutty ceremony, started in earnest.cont 'd
