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Or perhaps they could be intertwined and combined into an extremely alluring high-heeled foot acupoint for the knight, driving the ferocious and savage beast to rage wildly on these exquisite feet that are coveted by nobles and commoners alike, unleashing the most violent heat.

However, compared to those long, firm, and exquisitely shaped buttocks, Asmody is currently more interested in those round, heart-shaped buttocks.

"Snap?—"

"Gurgle?~~~"

The seductive and alluring moans of spring were mixed with the crisp and enchanting sounds of slapping.

Chapter 129 The Well of the Princess Knight and Her Daughter

Asmodeus's large, rough hands landed on the two round, plump buttocks that stretched the tight white trousers, causing them to sway and ripple with a sweet, moist texture.

Compared to Cassandra's two mounds of soft, juicy black stockings that resembled melted cream and honey, these two peach-shaped buttocks, with their round, moist, peach-like curves, were clearly more bouncy and tender. With just a light pat, they would sway up and down like plump, fragrant peaches.

With just a pat, it's so bouncy and tender. If you were to wear elegant, pure white high-heeled boots and ride a warhorse, rolling that peach-shaped, honey-colored buttocks covered in oil-silk pantyhose onto the saddle, even with the slight concealment of the openwork bright silver skirt armor, it would probably sway constantly with the galloping steps.

However, what's even more alluring is that this seemingly noble and beautiful pure white knight often maintains a noble and elegant demeanor, appearing aloof and arrogant in public.

But before Asmodie, her ample breasts and honeyed buttocks, like her alluring and mature mother, had long since become a female slave knight whom Asmodie could freely mate and violate. With a light pat on her honeyed buttocks, she swayed gently with seductive charm, waiting for him to mate and violate her at any time.

The white jade clam, its shape outlined in a soft, peach-like form by the tight-fitting trousers, also oozes drops of glistening female nectar, becoming stained with dark honey stains.

The white jade clam, as smooth and lustrous as a peach, was already in a state of arousal, waiting for Asmodie to fertilize and violate it at any time. It was just waiting for that ferocious, burly, and arrogant beast to violently pry open the two halves of the white jade clam, which were covered with crystal-clear female nectar, and to fertilize and fill it with nectar.

Asmodie, wielding a ferocious and massive beast, pressed it against the alluring, mature woman's fragrant, plump, black-stockinged vulva. Then, with a rough tug, he hooked the pure white knight's tight-fitting white knight's trousers beside her.

"Snap?—" Linlin, I miss you, Lin, are you free?

"Huh?~~~"

The tight, fitted white trousers were easily torn off, revealing two round, plump, white, and smooth buttocks. Like her alluring and mature mother, they were in a state of extreme charm and wantonness, wrapped in high-cut, white, tight-fitting pantyhose, exuding a sweet and feminine fragrance as they trembled out of the tight, fitted trousers.

Unlike her alluring and mature mother-in-law's glossy, backless, body-hugging black stockings, this noble and beautiful pure white knight, beneath her elegant and luxurious white knight attire, wore an extremely erotic and revealing high-slit, glossy, body-hugging white stocking.

The high-cut, glossy white bodysuit had only two thin, white suspenders that barely covered the thighs, while the exposed high-cut opening at the smooth, moist buttocks barely covered the sides.

The soft, smooth, white, peach-shaped white jade clam was now only covered by a sheer, glossy white pantyhose in an inverted triangle shape, deeply embedded between two plump, white, and smooth buttocks, outlining the camel's toe gap that made one's mouth dry.

The white lace camisole that clung to her flesh not only left soft, muscular marks on her plump, firm, snow-white thighs, but also bound her two round, heart-shaped buttocks like ribbons binding fragrant, moist cakes, leaving soft marks that accentuated the voluptuous curves of the female knight.

Obviously, the high-cut, glossy white pantyhose that hugged her buttocks not only failed to provide any concealment, but instead vaguely exposed her smooth, soft, white vulva, along with her tender, moist clitoris, to Asmodie's overwhelming gaze.

A pair of plump, round, heart-shaped, high-cut white pantyhose-clad buttocks, and a pair of plump, soft, and glossy black pantyhose-clad breasts, mother and daughter in black and white pantyhose, paired with their noble and elegant princess knight attire, looked like a defeated princess knight's female slave's vulva, exuding the same sweet fragrance of mother and daughter, placed in front of Asmodie.

Elegance and sophistication, nobility and charm—even the lowest male creature would unleash its most ferocious savagery before this mother-daughter pair of female knights.

As Asmodie steered the ferocious, muscular beast into the juicy, sticky flesh of the ripe, tender, black-silk vulva amidst the gurgling, sticky sounds, she comfortably reached out and covered the round, white-silk-clad buttocks. With her sword-wielding fingertips, she parted the glistening, high-slit, one-piece white silk stockings that were already soaked in glistening nectar.

The white jade clams, glistening with drops of nectar and exuding a sweet, honeyed fragrance, were thus exposed to the air filled with this lingering scent.

The two smooth, soft, white, and moist clam shells, like jade fish receiving rain after a long drought, began to overflow with sticky, glistening liquid after the Asmodian rain parted their soft, moist lips. The lips tightly clung to this rain.

This white jade crevice, right now, is like the crevice of a creamy, sweet peach; a gentle touch would release glistening, sweet spring juice. If one were to go deeper and stir it, one might be able to squeeze out a large amount of glistening peach juice.

In contrast, the mature and voluptuous woman's plump, black-stockinged vulva resembled a knight-errant prostitute humiliated as she greeted her patron. This ferocious and savage beast, barely clad in glossy black stockings, stretched its two petals open and squeezed into the vulva.

This sticky, soft, and ripe flesh completely defied her proud instincts as a defeated, beautiful female knight. Like a prostitute serving her patron, amidst soft, sensual moans, her sticky, smooth, and tender honeyed cavity entwined around the beast's body, serving him tenderly.

Despite being restrained and placed in a humiliating and seductive brothel, this noble and mature black-stockinged glamorous mother knight and her noble and beautiful pure white-clad daughter knight, compared to their noble and dignified demeanor and their usually aloof nature, seemed more like a pair of prostitute knights placed in a brothel, specifically designed to entertain customers, catering to Asmodie, their only patron.

Asmodeus, the only patron before the wall of honor of the female knights, naturally thrust his hips extremely roughly when using the vaginas of this mother-daughter pair of prostitute female knights! His fingers also parted the extremely slippery and moist white jade clam that was already soaked in crystal-clear female nectar!

"Hmm? ~~Ee-hmm-hmm?~"

"Goo-ooh-ooh?~~~ Ee-ee-ee?~~"

His strong, solid waist collided with the voluptuous, mature, and alluring black silk stockings of the seductive mother, which were as plump and juicy as ripe milk and spring honey. He crushed her body into the ground, making her soft and yielding like ripe honey. He transformed into a wild and arrogant centaur lancer, using the seductive, mature, and alluring black silk stockings of the mother in front of him with a rough and wild frequency.

The hand that once held a sword, accompanied by the gurgling sound of honey being stirred, resembled a skilled chef kneading and squeezing a soft peach filled with sweet cream. With just a gentle touch, the chef could stir out an extremely clear and sticky honey filling. Or perhaps the chef was preparing a dish of honey clams, opening up the smooth, white, and moist honey clams to extract the spring honey.

"Slap slap? — Slap slap slap? —"

"Gurgle? ~Plop~"

These two mounds of flesh, wrapped in glossy black pantyhose and exuding a mature, feminine fragrance, were subjected to this violent and savage onslaught. Their smooth, honey-like buttocks rippled repeatedly beneath the glossy black pantyhose, creating incredibly soft and bouncy waves, a display of mature femininity.

Wrapped in high-slit, glossy, translucent white silk stockings, resembling a juicy, milky-white peach, the honey-scented buttocks trembled and dripped with glistening, sweet nectar as Chef Asmodé repeatedly parted the white jade clam with his fingertips, following the culinary formula.

Behind the knight's cave, the mother and daughter's noble and beautiful golden eyes were already turning into hearts as they listened to their soft and seductive moans and proud cries. Aphrodisiac white mist kept overflowing from their honeyed lips that were bound by bright red mouthpieces.

Clearly, Asmodie, as the only client of this mother-daughter pair of knights in the cave, would not continue to use only one of them.

With another downward thrust, he struck the mature and alluring mother's plump, soft, black-stockinged buttocks, causing them to tremble wildly. Her long, firm, and glossy black-stockinged legs, clad in high-heeled, over-the-knee silver boots, quivered incessantly, and nectar splattered everywhere.

He abruptly withdrew the ferocious and burly beast, letting the strands of glistening, sticky female nectar stretch longer and longer between the beast's head and the head. The sticky female nectar of this alluring and mature mother was used to press against the already soaked, slippery, and moist white honey clam. The burly and fierce beast's head easily pushed aside the soft clam that had already become his shape, and thrust his waist hard!

"Ee-hmm?~~~"

"Grrrr?~~~"

The female knight and her daughter, who were being exchanged, couldn't help but raise their long, smooth necks behind the wall as Asmodie launched his brutal and savage attack. Their round, silky buttocks, like soft and juicy cream, trembled violently as the centaur lancers charged at them.

The smooth, peach-like honey clam contrasted sharply with the grotesque, savage centaur lance, like a defeated, pure-white princess knight versus a wild, untamed beast.

Even more alluring was the fact that this seemingly noble, white, soft, peach-shaped honey clam had already been conquered by the rough centaur lance and shaped to his own. By simply parting its two soft, moist lips, it easily penetrated to the very end, completely taking over this noble and beautiful pure white knight and making her his possession.

The mature and voluptuous abalone of the seductive and beautiful mother was then prepared by the rough and uncouth head chef Asmodie, according to the cooking formula. Compared to the white jade honey clam of her knight's daughter, this mature and voluptuous abalone, which was filled with the aroma of ripe honey, was extremely easy to cook.

With a flick of Asmodée's fingertip, the glossy, translucent black lace slipped open, revealing the incredibly moist and tender, ripe abalone meat, already soaked in sticky female nectar, overflowing with the aroma of ripe female nectar.

Chef Asmodée's dishes were full of the savagery and domineering nature of a wild beast. He would split open the two tender, ripe female abalone, and stir them with sticky, bubbly nectar, causing the ripe female flesh to splatter everywhere.

The noble and alluring black-stockinged female knight, and her elegant and beautiful pure white-clad female knight daughter, are currently being used and violated at will by Asmodie, their only patron.

The splashing, glistening nectar tinged the portrait of the mother and daughter, clad in silver armor and holding long swords at their waists, with a touch of lewd ambiguity.

Chapter 130 White-Silk Widow, Beautiful Wife Knight, Mature Mother Knight

Viscount Brendor, the elegant and mature widow Alice in white silk, the beautiful leader of the Dawn Knights, the noble and charming black-silk knight Dolores, and the proud and charming knight Moraris.

These three women are: a mature widow in white stockings with plump breasts and a full bottom; a mature woman in black stockings with bulging, plump breasts and a voluptuous figure; and a woman in oily stockings with plump, full breasts and a voluptuous, peach-like buttocks.

Unlike Cassandra and Sera, who were subservient to Asmodians, they were all defeated and enslaved by Asmodians' powerful offensive during the war against Castoria.

Although Alice does not belong to this wall of honor for female knights, as a female slave who was defeated in this battle, her gentle and beautiful white silk mature widow is naturally placed together with Dolores and Morales.

However, within this wall of honor for female knights, they were not displayed restrained, but rather bound and styled in various extremely wanton ways with exquisite and delicate platinum chains, placed behind this vibrant purple veil.

Rather than saying they were restrained and placed there, it would be more accurate to say they were female slaves waiting to be used by Asmodeus.

"Eek? Now? Too...too rough? Gue-ee-ee...am I going to be violated into...a mere female slave? Eek?~~"

The gentle and beautiful widow in white silk, her soft, peach-pink eyes covered by a pure white lace blindfold, her plump, round, gourd-shaped body clad only in a revealing, high-slit, see-through white silk dress, her hands adorned with white, sheer gloves, suspended high by platinum chains in an extremely shameful, submissive pose.

Those two soft, plump mounds were completely made of sweet, ripe milk and cream, hanging and swaying like milk melons under the influence of gravity. Asmodeus's large hands grasped and kneaded them like sweet, ripe milk cakes, holding them in his hands through the hazy, semi-transparent white silk dress. The smooth, creamy flesh, wrapped in the white gauze, overflowed from between his fingers.

"Eek! Milk... milk? Is it going to be squeezed out? Glug! ...

Under this rough kneading, the two mounds of white, plump breasts, made of milk fat, were continuously squeezed out streams of sweet, fragrant milk by her soft, tender cries of spring.

Her buttocks, exuding a sweet, sensual fragrance and encased in glossy, translucent white stockings, were being wantonly grabbed and kneaded by the man behind her. The deep scratches and the pure, creamy white stockings created an extremely erotic contrast.

She was then repeatedly pounded by Asmodie's hard and solid waist, which acted as a harpoon, causing her soft, creamy buttocks to tremble wildly. Her plump, tender, and soft white silk-clad vulva had completely transformed into Asmodie's shape, with her two plump, tender white silk-clad labia being stretched open time and time again, exuding sticky, mature, and sweet nectar.

Whenever that ferocious, burly beast, wrapped in a layer of sheer white pantyhose, pierced through to the very end, the widow's gentle and dignified beauty would completely transform into a seductive and infatuated expression, losing all semblance of dignity, and her soft, peach-colored eyes would involuntarily roll upwards.

"Eek?~~ Honey?~~ Violated again?~~ Ohhh?~~~"

A more mellow, spring-like cry escaped from Dolores's plump, honeyed lips, adorned with vibrant red lipstick. This gourd-shaped, alluring woman, with her incredibly mature and fleshy body exuding an aphrodisiac sweet fragrance, was dressed in a seductive outfit that was even more revealing than that of the widow in white silk stockings who was already completely immersed in a pool of mature spring honey. She was barely covered by a black halter-neck gauze dress with openwork purple rose patterns.

However, this high-slit, backless, openwork purple-rose halter-neck gauze dress did absolutely nothing to conceal her incredibly voluptuous and alluring figure, which was perfectly shaped like a mature knight's muscular body. Her two plump, voluptuous breasts were only covered by two thin black gauze ribbons suspended by a small triangular openwork black gauze.

Furthermore, this mature, alluring female knight with her ripe buttocks, now appears just like a defeated female knight, her hands, clad in long black lace gloves, suspended high above her body, completely transformed into a black-stockinged, flesh-armored female knight hanging before Asmodie.

"Eek! No! No! The milk is going to leak out!"

Two plump, soft breasts were slipped into the alluring, openwork black silk dress by Asmodian's large hands. He took one breast out with each hand and kneaded it at will. His large hands were completely immersed in the milky, ripe breasts, and each time he kneaded them, drops of sweet, ripe, and fragrant milk would splash out.

"Eek?~~ I'm going to be... violated and turned into a defeated female knight slave?~~ Oh my god?~~ I'm going to become a personal... exclusive... female knight slave?~~~~"

The dress was a deep purple openwork black gauze dress with a purple rose lace strap. The hem of the dress barely covered the black stockings. Not to mention, her mature and voluptuous figure, covered in oily black pantyhose, not only exuded the sensuality of a mature knight, but also emanated a sweet and cloying honey fragrance.

Right now, this juicy, plump, and greasy large body, wrapped in black stockings, is being pounded by Asmodie's hard and solid waist like a farmer driving a pile, as he thrusts and gallops over it.

The plump, tender, and soft vulva, already oozing with the nectar of a mature woman, and the greasy, moist anus between the two mounds of oily black stockings, were being violated and ravaged by Asmodie's large, ferocious beast, wrapped in glossy black stockings.

"Silk stockings? ~~If silk stockings and high heels were also filled with liquid? ~~Would it become ~~the silk stockings of a prostitute?~~~"

Her fleshy, mature, and voluptuous legs, clad in glossy black stockings, showed no sign of struggling whatsoever, as if they were completely enticing Asmodeus to violate them, hooked onto Asmodeus's waist with elegant and vibrant red crystal stilettos.

A pair of noble, mature, and alluring feet in bright red high heels and black stockings, exuding a drunken, feminine fragrance, were grasped by Asmodie's large hands, one in each hand, serving as the finest bright red high heels, violating the mature buttocks and black stockings of the knight-errant as if they were a breeding ground.

"Gurgle~~ I've been violated again by someone other than my husband?~~ Ohhhhhh?~~~"

"Eek?~~ I'm going to be violated and turned into a female slave?~~ Eek?~~"

Moraris, the beautiful knight with the alluring flesh of a mature woman, is now riding on Asmody's solid, marble-sculpted waist, in a way that allows her to give birth naturally. Compared to Alice, the mature widow in white silk who has become a female slave, and Dolores, the beautiful knight in flesh armor, Moraris is riding on the waist of Asmody, which has the allure of a mature woman.

However, her jade-like hands, adorned with long, bright purple lace-trimmed gloves, were suspended high above her, along with her long, silk-clad legs, also bound and tied in an M-shape by platinum chains and suspended high. Rather than being a beautiful knight riding the arrogant centaur Asmodie, she was being used by Asmodie like a trophy.

Her two plump, ripe breasts, like concentrated milk and honey, were covered in glossy, non-woven pantyhose, exuding a sweet, mature fragrance. All that remained were the torn, waist-length, glossy pantyhose. Where is Lin Lin? Is Lin Kong there? Is Lin Zai Zai there?

This proud and alluring silk-clad knight, with her ripe, white, and juicy flesh that seemed ready to burst with sweet honey at the slightest touch, was only covered by an extremely seductive, bright purple, high-slit, thin-strapped, openwork gauze dress.

But this fleshy, ripe body, overflowing with the sweet, cloying fragrance of mature femininity, has completely lost the dignity of a female and the dignified elegance and charm of a seductive, mature mother.

Two mounds of white, plump breasts, covered in a silken robe, were bound by two narrow, bright purple openwork silk threads, no wider than the palm of a hand. These threads, like ribbons binding a cream puff, left soft, fleshy marks. With each pull of the two platinum chains beside her, Asmodie's breasts would sway up and down in rhythm with her riding, creating waves of fragrant, plump breasts.

"Eek! ~~Fat boobs? ~~Is it going to spray milk? ~~Gurgle! ~~~"

"Such a brutal violation? ~~Will...will she turn into a cow-girl knight who can only be kept in a ranch? ~~Eek?~~"

But these two plump, creamy papaya breasts, with their rich, milky aroma, trembled violently beneath the bright purple lace skirt as the breasts were being violated and pushed up and down, their sweet, ripe milk overflowing.

Meanwhile, Mei's glossy, fleshy buttocks, clad in oily pantyhose and composed of plump, soft, milky fat, were barely concealed by the hem of her vibrant purple gauze skirt. Now, exuding a warm, sensual fragrance, she resembled a plump, soft milk cake fallen to the ground.

Each time Asmody wielded the platinum chain, it would slam heavily against his hard, solid waist, each strike sending ripples of oily, plump flesh rippling across his buttocks.

The oily pantyhose covering the two juicy, fleshy buttocks had already been roughly torn off by Asmodie, completely exposing the plump, white vulva dripping with the sweet nectar of a woman, along with the soft, sweet buds exuding a feminine fragrance between the two juicy, fleshy, fleshy buttocks, to the ferocious beast.

Every time she trembled and gave birth to her two plump, melon-shaped breasts, which bumped against Asmody's hard waist, her tender, soft, and juicy vulva, which was so ripe that it kept oozing spring honey, would be brutally stretched open again and again by Asmody's ferocious and thick beast, squeezing out her ripe flesh and splashing it everywhere.

When these gentle and mature white-stockinged widows, charming and elegant black-stockinged knights, dignified and alluring oil-stockinged knights, their plump breasts and mature buttocks, the soft flesh of white-stockinged widows, the voluptuous and mature flesh of voluptuous women, the gourd-shaped breasts and mature buttocks of mature and alluring mothers, their fleshy and mature buttocks, alluring and alluring.

She was only wrapped in this extremely revealing, transparent, high-slit silk skirt that reached her hips. Her two large, soft, white breasts, which exuded a milky fragrance, were only slightly covered by the hazy, semi-transparent gauze. The lace hem of the skirt barely reached her hips, and her two large, plump, and juicy breasts were in an extremely seductive state of being naked, exuding a seductive and alluring fragrance that could drive men wild. When she appeared before Asmodie with all sorts of seductive restraint, she was completely naked.

Their fate was sealed: they would be repeatedly impregnated and violated by Asmodie until their nectar was spilled everywhere.

And when the widow's plump, translucent white silk stockings adorned her jade-like legs, her long, voluptuous legs shimmering with glossy black silk stockings, and her legs encased in glossy, fleshy pantyhose, exuding a sensual, mature glow...

Together they wore a pair of elegant white and red crystal stilettos, a seductive and mature bright red crystal stiletto, and a charming and noble bright purple crystal stiletto, as they stepped on Asmodian's ferocious and burly beast.

This means that they are still prepared for this ferocious and massive beast to fill their noble crystal stilettos with white filth.

The sweet, melodious chirping of spring echoed endlessly within this last wall of honor for the female knights.

After enjoying the honor of the female knights' cave, the next step is to be bathed and served by maids before heading to the noble ladies' quarters for a final, seductive banquet with the elegant and mature Countess Osalia, the charming and alluring Duchess Orisa, the noble and aloof black-stockinged noblewoman Catherine, the graceful and beautiful mature noblewoman Defiant, and the hot black-stockinged widow Veranica.

Chapter 131 The Princess Knight in Silver Armor and Silk Bodysuit

Having finished enjoying the last wall of honor for the female knights in front of her, Asmodie's next target was the maid area behind the female knight section, which was filled with a sweet and mellow honey fragrance and a soft, ambiguous pink halo.

Compared to the noble and alluring knightly quarters, filled with the sweet and intoxicating fragrance of mature femininity, the elegant and pleasant white-silk maid quarters before me, clad in pristine white gauze, seemed more like a place to rest and recuperate after Asmodie's indulgence. (The last sentence appears to be unrelated and possibly a fragment from another text.)

However, after lifting the light, white gauze curtain and stepping into the maid area...

The proud, aloof, and beautiful leader of the Platinum Rose Knights, Daisanna, along with the noble and elegant sister knights Elena and Ellie, were already waiting for him ahead with haughty and disdainful expressions.

As the leader of the Platinum Rose Princess Knights, Daisanna and her left and right lieutenant princess knights were naturally not restrained and placed in the Princess Knight Honor Wall for him to enjoy, like the other Platinum Rose Princess Knights who had long since fallen into the trap of female slavery.

However, it wasn't because these three princess knights were so noble, but because from this moment until Orisa and Castellane finished their communication, they would serve as Asmodie's personal guard princess knights, always standing by his side.

It wasn't just about this seductive banquet; it was about maintaining the connection between Castella and the Duchess until the Duchess was recalled.

Daisanna, the voluptuous and alluring knight captain, and the blonde twin knights with their soft, honey-skinned breasts and plump buttocks, will serve as Asmodei's personal guard knights at his whim. Meanwhile, their voluptuous, firm, and alluring flesh will be at Asmodei's disposal.

Therefore, their originally luxurious and elegant silver princess knight armor, adorned with platinum roses, was replaced with extremely revealing prostitute princess knight-style bodysuits.

Their gourd-shaped, alluring flesh, exuding a sensual and sweet fragrance, is both honey-ripened and soft, possessing the firm curves of a knight and the plump, moist charm of a honey gourd-shaped knight.

Not only were they covered by extremely revealing, revealing, vacuum-sealed pantyhose, but their two large, soft, plump breasts, which exuded a sweet, milky fragrance, were also covered by glossy, translucent black pantyhose, resembling soft, moist peaches filled with milk fat. Only a thin silver suspender strap held up two heart-shaped silver gauze plates no wider than the palm of a hand, slightly concealing their soft, fragrant, milky cherries that were oozing sweet milk.

Her voluptuous waist, encased in sheer pantyhose, and her shapely, toned waist with sexy abs, were outlined by the glossy, sheer pantyhose, creating an extremely voluptuous and sensual silhouette. Furthermore, her plump, soft, and firm abdomen was adorned with a seductive pink erotic pattern.

As for the mature and alluring female knight captain's plump, ripe vulva, exuding an aphrodisiac, honeyed fragrance beneath her oily pantyhose, and the two female knights' soft, moist vulvas, outlined by glossy black stockings, were also only bound by a bright silver chain around their waists, holding up an extremely seductive and revealing heart-shaped silver armor, encasing their oily, silky clam-like flesh, ready to be implanted and filled with nectar?

This harlot-style silver armor of the female knights offered absolutely no protection or defense against the noble and mature female knight commander and the elegant and beautiful female knight sisters before them.