Chapter 750: Largest Collar Awards Ceremony Ever 17
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Finally, the ceremony is loaded.
There are three of us left. Leila, Corti, and Shario, who were dragons under the liner.
I had Serene wipe the seeping sweat while taking a breath in front of the three naked silver-haired beauties waiting for their turn. Get in the mood.
From here on out, it's not easy.
We need to bore their complex declarations and convince the other dragons and female slaves to understand the current situation and accept it on top of it.
Talks about dragon "covenants" vary in comprehension even within female slaves. Not even I can fully grasp it.
Because of that situation, it is necessary to stand firm in the spirit of this ceremony, the "Reveal to All Female Slave Companions".
Meaning Leila and Corti descend on my female slave. My decision to accept it. And Shario's decision and his response to it.
Something extraordinarily difficult to say about just erotic rituals is stuck ahead.
Deep breath. Lyda, who was getting ejaculated and blurred, and Emma, who was awake a while back, also show up like she noticed signs of a lofty feeling drifting from me.
I open the box I left on the counter nervously. I also have some extra blue, yellow and white spares, but Leila and Corti had collars available that weren't them.
Black.
"Huh..."
"What is that?"
"First color to see"
My daughters, who were in the field, squeal.
This collar is special. I'm the only one who knows what that means. I made up my mind.
"Leila, Corti.... come out."
"... Yes"
"Okay......"
Have you noticed from my expression that the flow is different than before?
The sisters, who should also have an idea, advance onto the mat with a slightly lower voice to reply.
Layla has stunning beautiful boobs in her beauty that feels calm but sharp intelligence.
Corti has a much older look than Emma Maia, a beautiful form of beautiful milk while still not growing up.
While the sisters hold contrasts, they do not always leak the dragon in that it is as beautiful as the artist breathed life into his ideals.
Two dragons stared at me as I lined up before me without hiding anything about that nudity.
I also speak up a little in return to make them listen to all the female slaves standing in the new tavern, not them.
"As you know,... these two were dragons with Reiner Excelisa as their rider.... No, to be exact, it's still there. The Dragon's loyalty must be unshakeable when he's dead."
…………
…………
The two are silent, and the female slaves shrug like bewildered.
Many thought that was already the end of the story. Naturally. I don't normally know the story of being another man's female slave, etc. while retaining my loyalty to the Lord who gave it all. Even I'm still not sure.
However, it should not be a big mistake not to differ in the interpretation.
By checking that again on this occasion and sharing their special standing with the other female slaves, each decides how to deal with them.
It must be absolutely necessary for the rest of our lives.
"Layla and Corti were supposed to die of martyrdom on the liner. That's what the Lord's defeated dragon is all about. It is ugly for a dragon to live meaner than his proud husband was denied by the world. So it was their desire to die in mourning.... Right?
"... Yes"
"That's right."
"But I want to deny it. I understand that's a beautiful way to finish raw as a dragon. You are considered evil dragons, and I have been entrusted with the right to judge. But banishing someone who doesn't have a grudge isn't the justice I want to embody."
There are different ways to take the word.
Hmm, and is it many cat beasts staying in polka who nod without much emotion? Not that I don't know the story, but I don't know the flow leading up to this conflict and reconciliation, and somehow you just think I did something to impress the dragon, as usual, so if I say, "Here's the deal," you'll think, "Well."
But those who know little about how they behaved in the Carlwin case look complicated.
Some children would be worried that the opinion that there would be no resentment, or that if they did poorly, they would be talking about crushing the face of the dragons.
It's not just riders who judge evil dragons, but the average dragon can get on board. Evil deeds that don't even have to be left to the rider exist, and they're committing it.
So what they should be brought to justice is an absolute story about me being a rider or something, and trying to save them forcefully is close to challenging the original norms of the Dragon.
The cad really stands as it is.
"So I adjudicated. Let this sisters offer each other and obey instead of saving their lives.... and the sisters concluded. Accepting the humiliation of becoming my female slave to keep them alive. With a master named Reiner, he served me, and if he was blessed, he would have even a child, and continue to serve... he accepted the punishment of continuing to betray Reiner"
It may sound sophisticated. In fact, maybe it's a manipulation itself.
They say the liner has never held them.
There is no way that a relationship with a time-changing, strong heroic liner could have been far from what it is called love, where you dedicated a body to me that could not even be tufted on such a liner, and there is the question of whether that is a betrayal.
But that's what they accepted for help. That's what matters.
"I ran out of words to make you keep pretending to love me the way you love me. So I accept these women as female slaves.... a female slave. Seriously, this is not a contract of dragon power, nor has it been a reword of my bond as a lover in my own way. It's a real" female slave. "
That is.
Until now, female slaves were essentially the result of unifying daughter-in-law, sideroom, or lover relationships in extreme terms.
It "s not," a real, just a female slave as a lust processing officer, who was also abusively wrapping up her contract as a dragon rider.
So I will never run them as dragons in the future. Because it's not my dragon.
Just keep them as female slaves with humiliation. The proof is this black collar.
The love and feelings they whisper in the future don't give me a real and fake judgment.
Maybe you'll really open up a body for me with every feeling.
But still, I'm going to deal with them as a sign of punishment and lies, as a form of sexual processing.
Because I guess that fills their pride as "dragons contracted with liners".
"Now it stands in the name of punishment for evil dragons. Ruling them as dragons is only a liner, man while I get it just to offend that body.... Even so, I want these women to live for as long as I live."
It's a declaration.
This is a dim contract between me and them.
They open their bodies on the assumption of accepting humiliation and make them whisper love in open suspicion that I am a lie. White contract.
It's no longer like an outrage to recognize me and my sisters as such... to other female slaves.
Suspicious, sky cold, suspicious mixing of foreign molecules.
Or for some sluts, it could be an enviable circumstance to live only to be told what to do to offend.
Even so.
"I call my righteousness great and believe that the dragon's insistence on serving is not a lie. Believe that what the dragons call 'Rider Justice' is not just a puppet that pushed dragonal values, but an appreciation of the qualities I possess. If you have the freedom to judge, you should have the freedom to forgive. The times should go by so that the dragons can recognize who I said I wanted to forgive for their own great righteousness."
Honestly.
I think I'm so dumb in a freshly simmered full dick and I'm once again declaring this to a full naked woman.
But I want my beloved ladies to know.
"So I, now to save these two, decide to tie them up with a collar.... These two may end up resenting me forever. Still, for me and everyone else, I'd act like I wasn't. Dragons can be perfect for pride, even that. It's not easy to spot, but I really don't like having these two together with everyone who feels right. So make it another collar."
Suspicious and uncluttered, they wander into a space of sincerity and honest desire.
If there is a union among the female slaves, it is not an element that might disturb and destroy it.
That's why I have to say it firmly.
When I try to bond like that.
... and.
"Isn't that okay?... My husband accepts that, and I'm glad."
That's what Tess said.
... In the sense of a heterologous molecule, is it true that Tetes is also extraordinary?
They're all human beings in the Fae, they're spies, they've tried to use me.
Nor could Tess be here if I only wanted the stability I've always had and truncated it because it was troublesome.
... Well, there are some places where you lose your roots.
Plus the breakcore is in tune.
"I don't know about the dragon, but I love your kindness and courage like that"
If a child comes out to take it positively that way, then the tuning of the other children starts there as well.
We're all good kids. You always accept my flying selfishness.
... it seems to be itself that you will surround me naked like this.
Pushed by the surrounding affirmations, I lay a black collar on the two kneeling necks.
... and.
"Come on, it's in the oath.... I don't know what to swear."
If I say that and encourage the two of you to crawl on all fours, the sisters will look at each other.
"... every loyalty as a female slave"
"... in the meantime, I swear to you about being pregnant"
They said so and smiled thinly and thinly, poking their silver pubic hair up their wet asses in anticipation.
(cont 'd)
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Finally, the ceremony is loaded.
There are three of us left. Leila, Corti, and Shario, who were dragons under the liner.
I had Serene wipe the seeping sweat while taking a breath in front of the three naked silver-haired beauties waiting for their turn. Get in the mood.
From here on out, it's not easy.
We need to bore their complex declarations and convince the other dragons and female slaves to understand the current situation and accept it on top of it.
Talks about dragon "covenants" vary in comprehension even within female slaves. Not even I can fully grasp it.
Because of that situation, it is necessary to stand firm in the spirit of this ceremony, the "Reveal to All Female Slave Companions".
Meaning Leila and Corti descend on my female slave. My decision to accept it. And Shario's decision and his response to it.
Something extraordinarily difficult to say about just erotic rituals is stuck ahead.
Deep breath. Lyda, who was getting ejaculated and blurred, and Emma, who was awake a while back, also show up like she noticed signs of a lofty feeling drifting from me.
I open the box I left on the counter nervously. I also have some extra blue, yellow and white spares, but Leila and Corti had collars available that weren't them.
Black.
"Huh..."
"What is that?"
"First color to see"
My daughters, who were in the field, squeal.
This collar is special. I'm the only one who knows what that means. I made up my mind.
"Leila, Corti.... come out."
"... Yes"
"Okay......"
Have you noticed from my expression that the flow is different than before?
The sisters, who should also have an idea, advance onto the mat with a slightly lower voice to reply.
Layla has stunning beautiful boobs in her beauty that feels calm but sharp intelligence.
Corti has a much older look than Emma Maia, a beautiful form of beautiful milk while still not growing up.
While the sisters hold contrasts, they do not always leak the dragon in that it is as beautiful as the artist breathed life into his ideals.
Two dragons stared at me as I lined up before me without hiding anything about that nudity.
I also speak up a little in return to make them listen to all the female slaves standing in the new tavern, not them.
"As you know,... these two were dragons with Reiner Excelisa as their rider.... No, to be exact, it's still there. The Dragon's loyalty must be unshakeable when he's dead."
…………
…………
The two are silent, and the female slaves shrug like bewildered.
Many thought that was already the end of the story. Naturally. I don't normally know the story of being another man's female slave, etc. while retaining my loyalty to the Lord who gave it all. Even I'm still not sure.
However, it should not be a big mistake not to differ in the interpretation.
By checking that again on this occasion and sharing their special standing with the other female slaves, each decides how to deal with them.
It must be absolutely necessary for the rest of our lives.
"Layla and Corti were supposed to die of martyrdom on the liner. That's what the Lord's defeated dragon is all about. It is ugly for a dragon to live meaner than his proud husband was denied by the world. So it was their desire to die in mourning.... Right?
"... Yes"
"That's right."
"But I want to deny it. I understand that's a beautiful way to finish raw as a dragon. You are considered evil dragons, and I have been entrusted with the right to judge. But banishing someone who doesn't have a grudge isn't the justice I want to embody."
There are different ways to take the word.
Hmm, and is it many cat beasts staying in polka who nod without much emotion? Not that I don't know the story, but I don't know the flow leading up to this conflict and reconciliation, and somehow you just think I did something to impress the dragon, as usual, so if I say, "Here's the deal," you'll think, "Well."
But those who know little about how they behaved in the Carlwin case look complicated.
Some children would be worried that the opinion that there would be no resentment, or that if they did poorly, they would be talking about crushing the face of the dragons.
It's not just riders who judge evil dragons, but the average dragon can get on board. Evil deeds that don't even have to be left to the rider exist, and they're committing it.
So what they should be brought to justice is an absolute story about me being a rider or something, and trying to save them forcefully is close to challenging the original norms of the Dragon.
The cad really stands as it is.
"So I adjudicated. Let this sisters offer each other and obey instead of saving their lives.... and the sisters concluded. Accepting the humiliation of becoming my female slave to keep them alive. With a master named Reiner, he served me, and if he was blessed, he would have even a child, and continue to serve... he accepted the punishment of continuing to betray Reiner"
It may sound sophisticated. In fact, maybe it's a manipulation itself.
They say the liner has never held them.
There is no way that a relationship with a time-changing, strong heroic liner could have been far from what it is called love, where you dedicated a body to me that could not even be tufted on such a liner, and there is the question of whether that is a betrayal.
But that's what they accepted for help. That's what matters.
"I ran out of words to make you keep pretending to love me the way you love me. So I accept these women as female slaves.... a female slave. Seriously, this is not a contract of dragon power, nor has it been a reword of my bond as a lover in my own way. It's a real" female slave. "
That is.
Until now, female slaves were essentially the result of unifying daughter-in-law, sideroom, or lover relationships in extreme terms.
It "s not," a real, just a female slave as a lust processing officer, who was also abusively wrapping up her contract as a dragon rider.
So I will never run them as dragons in the future. Because it's not my dragon.
Just keep them as female slaves with humiliation. The proof is this black collar.
The love and feelings they whisper in the future don't give me a real and fake judgment.
Maybe you'll really open up a body for me with every feeling.
But still, I'm going to deal with them as a sign of punishment and lies, as a form of sexual processing.
Because I guess that fills their pride as "dragons contracted with liners".
"Now it stands in the name of punishment for evil dragons. Ruling them as dragons is only a liner, man while I get it just to offend that body.... Even so, I want these women to live for as long as I live."
It's a declaration.
This is a dim contract between me and them.
They open their bodies on the assumption of accepting humiliation and make them whisper love in open suspicion that I am a lie. White contract.
It's no longer like an outrage to recognize me and my sisters as such... to other female slaves.
Suspicious, sky cold, suspicious mixing of foreign molecules.
Or for some sluts, it could be an enviable circumstance to live only to be told what to do to offend.
Even so.
"I call my righteousness great and believe that the dragon's insistence on serving is not a lie. Believe that what the dragons call 'Rider Justice' is not just a puppet that pushed dragonal values, but an appreciation of the qualities I possess. If you have the freedom to judge, you should have the freedom to forgive. The times should go by so that the dragons can recognize who I said I wanted to forgive for their own great righteousness."
Honestly.
I think I'm so dumb in a freshly simmered full dick and I'm once again declaring this to a full naked woman.
But I want my beloved ladies to know.
"So I, now to save these two, decide to tie them up with a collar.... These two may end up resenting me forever. Still, for me and everyone else, I'd act like I wasn't. Dragons can be perfect for pride, even that. It's not easy to spot, but I really don't like having these two together with everyone who feels right. So make it another collar."
Suspicious and uncluttered, they wander into a space of sincerity and honest desire.
If there is a union among the female slaves, it is not an element that might disturb and destroy it.
That's why I have to say it firmly.
When I try to bond like that.
... and.
"Isn't that okay?... My husband accepts that, and I'm glad."
That's what Tess said.
... In the sense of a heterologous molecule, is it true that Tetes is also extraordinary?
They're all human beings in the Fae, they're spies, they've tried to use me.
Nor could Tess be here if I only wanted the stability I've always had and truncated it because it was troublesome.
... Well, there are some places where you lose your roots.
Plus the breakcore is in tune.
"I don't know about the dragon, but I love your kindness and courage like that"
If a child comes out to take it positively that way, then the tuning of the other children starts there as well.
We're all good kids. You always accept my flying selfishness.
... it seems to be itself that you will surround me naked like this.
Pushed by the surrounding affirmations, I lay a black collar on the two kneeling necks.
... and.
"Come on, it's in the oath.... I don't know what to swear."
If I say that and encourage the two of you to crawl on all fours, the sisters will look at each other.
"... every loyalty as a female slave"
"... in the meantime, I swear to you about being pregnant"
They said so and smiled thinly and thinly, poking their silver pubic hair up their wet asses in anticipation.
(cont 'd)
Finally, the ceremony is loaded.There are three of us left. Leila, Corti, and Shario, who were dragons under the liner.I had Serene wipe the seeping sweat while taking a breath in front of the three naked silver-haired beauties waiting for their turn. Get in the mood.From here on out, it's not easy.We need to bore their complex declarations and convince the other dragons and female slaves to understand the current situation and accept it on top of it.Talks about dragon "covenants" vary in comprehension even within female slaves. Not even I can fully grasp it.Because of that situation, it is necessary to stand firm in the spirit of this ceremony, the "Reveal to All Female Slave Companions".Meaning Leila and Corti descend on my female slave. My decision to accept it. And Shario's decision and his response to it.Something extraordinarily difficult to say about just erotic rituals is stuck ahead.Deep breath. Lyda, who was getting ejaculated and blurred, and Emma, who was awake a while back, also show up like she noticed signs of a lofty feeling drifting from me.I open the box I left on the counter nervously. I also have some extra blue, yellow and white spares, but Leila and Corti had collars available that weren't them.Black."Huh...""What is that?""First color to see"My daughters, who were in the field, squeal.This collar is special. I'm the only one who knows what that means. I made up my mind."Leila, Corti.... come out.""... Yes""Okay......"Have you noticed from my expression that the flow is different than before?The sisters, who should also have an idea, advance onto the mat with a slightly lower voice to reply.Layla has stunning beautiful boobs in her beauty that feels calm but sharp intelligence.Corti has a much older look than Emma Maia, a beautiful form of beautiful milk while still not growing up.While the sisters hold contrasts, they do not always leak the dragon in that it is as beautiful as the artist breathed life into his ideals.Two dragons stared at me as I lined up before me without hiding anything about that nudity.I also speak up a little in return to make them listen to all the female slaves standing in the new tavern, not them."As you know,... these two were dragons with Reiner Excelisa as their rider.... No, to be exact, it's still there. The Dragon's loyalty must be unshakeable when he's dead." The two are silent, and the female slaves shrug like bewildered.Many thought that was already the end of the story. Naturally. I don't normally know the story of being another man's female slave, etc. while retaining my loyalty to the Lord who gave it all. Even I'm still not sure.However, it should not be a big mistake not to differ in the interpretation.By checking that again on this occasion and sharing their special standing with the other female slaves, each decides how to deal with them.It must be absolutely necessary for the rest of our lives."Layla and Corti were supposed to die of martyrdom on the liner. That's what the Lord's defeated dragon is all about. It is ugly for a dragon to live meaner than his proud husband was denied by the world. So it was their desire to die in mourning.... Right? "... Yes""That's right.""But I want to deny it. I understand that's a beautiful way to finish raw as a dragon. You are considered evil dragons, and I have been entrusted with the right to judge. But banishing someone who doesn't have a grudge isn't the justice I want to embody."There are different ways to take the word.Hmm, and is it many cat beasts staying in polka who nod without much emotion? Not that I don't know the story, but I don't know the flow leading up to this conflict and reconciliation, and somehow you just think I did something to impress the dragon, as usual, so if I say, "Here's the deal," you'll think, "Well."But those who know little about how they behaved in the Carlwin case look complicated.Some children would be worried that the opinion that there would be no resentment, or that if they did poorly, they would be talking about crushing the face of the dragons.It's not just riders who judge evil dragons, but the average dragon can get on board. Evil deeds that don't even have to be left to the rider exist, and they're committing it.So what they should be brought to justice is an absolute story about me being a rider or something, and trying to save them forcefully is close to challenging the original norms of the Dragon.The cad really stands as it is."So I adjudicated. Let this sisters offer each other and obey instead of saving their lives.... and the sisters concluded. Accepting the humiliation of becoming my female slave to keep them alive. With a master named Reiner, he served me, and if he was blessed, he would have even a child, and continue to serve... he accepted the punishment of continuing to betray Reiner"It may sound sophisticated. In fact, maybe it's a manipulation itself.They say the liner has never held them.There is no way that a relationship with a time-changing, strong heroic liner could have been far from what it is called love, where you dedicated a body to me that could not even be tufted on such a liner, and there is the question of whether that is a betrayal.But that's what they accepted for help. That's what matters."I ran out of words to make you keep pretending to love me the way you love me. So I accept these women as female slaves.... a female slave. Seriously, this is not a contract of dragon power, nor has it been a reword of my bond as a lover in my own way. It's a real" female slave. "That is.Until now, female slaves were essentially the result of unifying daughter-in-law, sideroom, or lover relationships in extreme terms.It "s not," a real, just a female slave as a lust processing officer, who was also abusively wrapping up her contract as a dragon rider.So I will never run them as dragons in the future. Because it's not my dragon.Just keep them as female slaves with humiliation. The proof is this black collar.The love and feelings they whisper in the future don't give me a real and fake judgment.Maybe you'll really open up a body for me with every feeling.But still, I'm going to deal with them as a sign of punishment and lies, as a form of sexual processing.Because I guess that fills their pride as "dragons contracted with liners"."Now it stands in the name of punishment for evil dragons. Ruling them as dragons is only a liner, man while I get it just to offend that body.... Even so, I want these women to live for as long as I live."It's a declaration.This is a dim contract between me and them.They open their bodies on the assumption of accepting humiliation and make them whisper love in open suspicion that I am a lie. White contract.It's no longer like an outrage to recognize me and my sisters as such... to other female slaves.Suspicious, sky cold, suspicious mixing of foreign molecules.Or for some sluts, it could be an enviable circumstance to live only to be told what to do to offend.Even so."I call my righteousness great and believe that the dragon's insistence on serving is not a lie. Believe that what the dragons call 'Rider Justice' is not just a puppet that pushed dragonal values, but an appreciation of the qualities I possess. If you have the freedom to judge, you should have the freedom to forgive. The times should go by so that the dragons can recognize who I said I wanted to forgive for their own great righteousness."Honestly.I think I'm so dumb in a freshly simmered full dick and I'm once again declaring this to a full naked woman.But I want my beloved ladies to know."So I, now to save these two, decide to tie them up with a collar.... These two may end up resenting me forever. Still, for me and everyone else, I'd act like I wasn't. Dragons can be perfect for pride, even that. It's not easy to spot, but I really don't like having these two together with everyone who feels right. So make it another collar."Suspicious and uncluttered, they wander into a space of sincerity and honest desire.If there is a union among the female slaves, it is not an element that might disturb and destroy it.That's why I have to say it firmly.When I try to bond like that.... and."Isn't that okay?... My husband accepts that, and I'm glad."That's what Tess said.... In the sense of a heterologous molecule, is it true that Tetes is also extraordinary?They're all human beings in the Fae, they're spies, they've tried to use me.Nor could Tess be here if I only wanted the stability I've always had and truncated it because it was troublesome.... Well, there are some places where you lose your roots.Plus the breakcore is in tune."I don't know about the dragon, but I love your kindness and courage like that"If a child comes out to take it positively that way, then the tuning of the other children starts there as well.We're all good kids. You always accept my flying selfishness.... it seems to be itself that you will surround me naked like this.Pushed by the surrounding affirmations, I lay a black collar on the two kneeling necks.... and."Come on, it's in the oath.... I don't know what to swear."If I say that and encourage the two of you to crawl on all fours, the sisters will look at each other."... every loyalty as a female slave""... in the meantime, I swear to you about being pregnant"They said so and smiled thinly and thinly, poking their silver pubic hair up their wet asses in anticipation.cont 'd
