Blood Emperor Throne

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Even if he were to lead these female knights, maids, and noblewomen into a dark, deserted alley, an open square, or a quiet forest in the dead of night with platinum chains, and arbitrarily violate them, it would all be a matter of a single command from him.

But now, Cassandra and Sera, the mother and daughter knights who were his female slaves from the very beginning, have disobeyed his orders for the first time.

However, now that Asmodian has been stopped by the mother and daughter knights, she has become interested in the details of this seductive banquet.

"Boom——"

"Eeoh oh oh?~~~"

With a crisp popping sound and the gurgling of sticky honey, Asmodie slowly withdrew the ferocious, burly beast, bringing with it strands of sticky, thick fluid, from between the head maid's soft, ripe, white silk buds.

"Hmm? ~ Ee-ha? ~~"

This elegant and intellectual white-silk-clad beauty's soft, plump buttocks, resembling a ripe peach, trembled slightly, spilling drops of nectar from between her white-silk-clad vulva. Her pair of emerald green peach eyes were completely rolled upwards, and her honeyed lips exuded an aphrodisiac fragrance.

"You... ugh?... you lowly beast... ee-hmm?..."

Rowling's pair of soft, plump, white-stockinged legs trembled slightly before Asmodie gently lowered them.

After the man roughly kneaded and squeezed out the sweet, ripe milk from her two mounds of milky breasts, he casually let them go, leaving them to sway and spill the sweet, sticky milk.

After a few soft breaths, Rowling stood up, her creamy white silk legs, dripping with sticky nectar and thick white fluid, trembling slightly. She softly hooked her white, open-toed crystal maid heels, even though her beautiful green eyes were filled with pink hearts, even though Asmodie had violated her to the point that her nectar was splashing everywhere and her milk was overflowing.

Her elegant and graceful white-silk-clad head maid maintained her haughty and elegant demeanor, her white-silk-clad hands folded in front of her lower abdomen, looking at Asmodie with great disdain.

"Eh? ~As expected ~ Just a lowly man with a head full of filthy thoughts? ~ He deserves to be ~ trampled under the high heels and silk stockings of the female knights and noblewomen ~ and thoroughly squeezed for juice? ~~"

As she uttered these disdainful words, the head maid's two mounds of white, creamy breasts, resembling ripe, soft peaches, trembled and leaped out of her lace apron, with sweet milk dripping from the peach pastry.

Those two soft, moist, ripe white silk buttocks, under Asmodie's fleshy armor and train bento-like rear penetration, were soaked in glistening, sweet female nectar and fragrant sweat, becoming extremely moist and slippery, like soft milk cake.

"As for now?~~" Rowling's noble and disdainful emerald eyes looked at Asmodeus's beastly head raised once again, her body, which had just been violated by the man to the point of continuous honeyed climax, was now tinged with a soft and intoxicating spring charm.

If... this ferocious, massive beast were to stretch open her two creamy, soft peach-like labia, and press her proud and elegant white-stockinged maid down beneath him, rubbing and ravaging her soft, white-stockinged buttocks at will...

"As a ferocious and terrifying beast, if Master wishes to enter this alluring banquet hall, you'll need to undergo a thorough verification of your qualifications, won't you?"

Just as Asmodeus stepped forward, a soft, charming, and alluring voice, accompanied by the crisp, elegant sound of crystal high heels hitting the floor, slowly entered Asmodeus's eyes.

The elegant and graceful noblewoman, Defiance, with her plump and tender breasts adorned only with a strikingly vibrant red, high-slit, sheer silk evening gown that reached her hips, and her noble and mature feet in glossy black stockings, adorned with wine-red, pointed-toe, ankle-high crystal stilettos, gracefully approached Asmodé with dignified and elegant steps.

This silk chiffon evening gown is not only an extremely cool halter neck and backless design, but also features two slender and light bright red ribbons that cross over to form a heart shape around the heavy, soft, and plump breasts, making them look like two soft, plump milk cakes, with large swaths of snowy, plump milk flesh overflowing from both sides of the ribbons.

The snowy cleavage, exuding the aroma of milk, along with the mostly white and smooth side breasts adorned with beauty marks and brimming with the rich scent of milk, were almost completely exposed. Even the two peach-shaped pastries oozing sweet, ripe milk were only vaguely visible.

The backless opening of the bright red gauze went all the way to her plump, soft, and glossy black stockings, which were like ripe peaches, and ended with a heart-shaped opening that seemed to invade her buttocks, which exuded the sweet fragrance of ripeness.

Through the open back and the bright red gauze ribbons that crisscrossed and wrapped around her slender waist, one could vaguely see a glimpse of glossy black pantyhose wrapped around her full waist, giving her a touch of the allure unique to mature and elegant ladies.

This red silk dress is completely different from the one worn without a bra last time.

The previous bodycon high-slit silk skirt still had a silk skirt hem, covering two soft, plump black silk breasts like ripe peaches. Despite the high slit, the silk skirt hem still vaguely revealed her plump breasts and fleshy buttocks as it swayed.

This time, the bright red silk evening gown was even more revealing. It consisted of only two strips of bright red transparent silk, no more than three palms wide, which hung down like a honey curtain and a buttock curtain, outlining the plump contours of this elegant lady's black silk, which were comparable to those of a ripe, soft peach, and the smooth, honey-smooth curves of her peach-shaped crotch.

The light, hazy, semi-transparent red gauze curtain, with each step the noblewoman took with her plump, soft, black-stockinged legs, or with the gentle breeze blowing by, would be lifted up, clinging tightly to her slender waist and her smooth, moist genitals, outlining the plump, oily curves between her toes.

Clearly, at this seductive banquet, the elegant and beautiful noblewoman Deffie was also in a vacuum, ready to be violated by Asmodie at any time. Her plump, soft vulva was already soaked with ripe nectar, waiting to be fertilized at any moment.

"Verify qualifications? I'm curious about the verification process." Asmodie looked at the elegant and graceful noblewoman Defiant, the noble and charming knight Cassandra, and the noble and beautiful pure white knight Sera with a hint of amusement.

"So, shall we begin the qualification verification?"

The noble and alluring Cassandra, a black-stockinged knight, had a pair of captivating golden eyes that sparkled with maternal desire. Her daughter, a noble and beautiful knight with ample breasts and a shapely bottom, also wore black stockings and had sparkling golden eyes that held a proud, heart-shaped gaze. After exchanging a glance, both the mother and daughter knights' vibrant red lips curved into haughty smiles.

The mother and daughter strode forward, their legs clad in plump, firm, glossy black stockings, and their other legs clad in long, straight, sexy black stockings, both wearing elegant, bright silver knee-high stiletto boots.

"Looks like... a savage beast indeed?" Cassandra's haughty, alluring golden eyes looked with disdain and arrogance at the ferocious beast before her, who had violated the beautiful white-stockinged servant to the point of nectar-splattering.

However, the seductive and alluring female knight who spoke these words, from their first meeting in Asmodian to her later role as a female slave, had always maintained the seductive and alluring demeanor of a defeated female slave.

Often, it's a pair of long, fleshy, firm legs in glossy black stockings that are parted by a man's hard, solid waist, while a pair of fragrant, oily feet, exuding a rich, mellow scent, drape on either side of the man's hard, solid waist.

Pressed down by the man's hard, solid, marble-sculpted body, holding her plump, soft, oily black stockings, his violation caused her black stockings to tremble wildly, her mature femininity splashing everywhere like honey squeezed from a spring.

"But... I wonder what their actual strength is like?" Sera's noble and beautiful golden eyes, filled with the pride and elegance of a knight princess, looked at the ferocious beast that was about to press her, the pure white knight princess, and her beautiful mother knight princess together under its body and violate them.

The noble knight's tone was as arrogant as her beautiful mother's, but in reality, she was the first female Asmodeus had violated since he came to this world, and also the first female Asmodeus had possessed in this world.

Back in the forest, she had made an agreement with Asmodei, but in this open, wild forest, she leaned against a tree trunk, her plump, heart-shaped buttocks exposed, biting her full red lips, as the man's large hands wantonly pulled down her tight, fitted trousers, exposing her two round, heart-shaped buttocks to the man's overwhelming gaze, allowing him to wantonly violate her.

Following these disdainful words, the mother's pristine hands, adorned with black lace gauntlets, and her daughter's smooth, white lace gauntlets, in front of Asmody, untied the gleaming silver chains that bound their slender waists.

The bright silver belt, reaching their waists, slid down along the voluptuous waists and graceful curves of the mother and daughter, and along with the bright silver chain that passed between the voluptuous mother knight's voluptuous figure and the daughter's plump, rounded, heart-shaped buttocks.

The bright silver chain, deeply embedded with the beautiful butterfly-shaped black silk abalone and the daughter's smooth white honey clam, drew out drops of sticky female honey. Along with the holy bright silver princess knight's longsword badge that served as a honey curtain, they all fell to the ground with a light rustling as the belt and silver chain slipped off.

Thus, Cassandra, the alluring and mature woman, with her plump and juicy black stockings, and Sera, the noble knight, with her honey-smooth black stockings, were completely exposed to the ferocious beast about to launch a savage charge, their bodies enveloped in the glossy black stockings, exuding the sweet and cloying fragrance of mature women, glistening with drops of mellow nectar and crystal-clear flower nectar.

"The verification method? It's very simple." Cassandra's smooth, clean black silk hands wrapped around the man's ferocious and thick beast, pressing against her greasy, soft, black silk vulva through the thin, sheer black pantyhose.

"As long as you use this beast to conquer us, mother and daughter?" Sera's pure and noble white silk hand grasped the ferocious beast from the black silk hand of her beautiful mother, pressing it against her moist and soft peach-shaped vulva.

The mother and daughter exchanged a glance, their eyes brimming with the allure of ripe spring and the intoxicating blush of peach blossoms. Then, one hand cupped the other's plump, creamy, honeydew-colored breast in black stockings, while the other's round, soft, black stockings lifted the Purple Oriole badge with their fingertips, exposing the voluptuous mother knight's sweet, honey-dripping peach blossoms and the noble knight's tender, milky peach blossoms to Asmodian's overwhelming gaze.

"So, not only will you have complete control of the Princess Knight training grounds, but my daughter and I will also serve as your personal bodyguard princess knights, at your disposal, you ferocious beast, to enjoy as you please?"

Chapter 120 The Defeat Declaration of the Knight Princess and Her Daughter (5.6k)

It was obvious that this qualification verification was not conducted by the elegant and beautiful noblewoman Defiant, but by the noble and charming knight Cassandra, along with her noble and beautiful pure white knight daughter, to verify whether Asmodie was qualified to enter the Hall of Fallen Charm.

However, in reality, Asmodie's capital, as the first female slave knight he possessed in this world, Sera, and the beautiful female slave knight Cassandra who, along with the Purple Nightingale knights, was seized in the castle hall, was extremely clear.

Cassandra, this noble and alluring knight, has had her share of encounters with others, whether in the open primeval forest, in front of her knight daughter Sera, or half-lying on the edge of a bathtub.

The man's strong, tall male body held her plump, soft, and silky breasts, lifting her plump, firm, silky riding boots, and violating her plump, soft, and greasy butterfly-shaped vulva until her mature nectar splattered everywhere, filling it with thick, sticky, and hot white fluid time and time again.

Sera, the noble and beautiful pure white knight, served as Asmodie's personal bodyguard knight when her alluring and mature mother was violated by Asmodie to the point of overflowing with desire.

After her alluring and mature mother was violated by Asmodie, her plump, ripe vulva filled with thick fluid, and her pair of tender, fragrant, and oily feet, treading on white, turbid high heels, came to report to Asmodie, this pure white knight had quite a few moments of bending down under the desk, her long, jade-like, and lustrous white feet, hooked in high-heeled boots, rising and falling with her head.

Or perhaps, while her alluring and mature mother is fast asleep, she would hold onto the edge of the bed, raise her plump, peach-like buttocks high, and let this man hold her soft, smooth buttocks and fill them with his own juices. Then, he would use a platinum chain to lead her slender neck from beside her alluring and mature mother into a dark alley, where she would be restrained and placed in a corner of the alley in the open at night, where he would wantonly indulge in sexual acts.

The entrance to this luxurious and elegant banquet hall has transformed from last night's absurd and dissolute atmosphere to today's tranquility.

Right now, the entrance to the banquet hall is gradually being filled with the sweet fragrance of ripe honey, giving it a slightly erotic atmosphere.

"Gurgle...you savage, brutal beast...how dare you...how dare you?...Ugh...without my permission...you actually...forced yourself on me, this beautiful female knight?...Ugh...oh?"

"Ee-hmm?~~ In front of Mom?~~ No~ No way?~ If you come in now~ Goo-ee-ee-ee?~~~ Ee-oh?~~"

The usually haughty and beautiful knight mother and daughter, always clad in stockings, high-heeled boots, now resembled defeated female knight slaves, their long, firm, and glossy black stockings and matching silver high-heeled boots stretched taut.

They leaned against the banquet hall door in front of them, almost as if they were welcoming the man's forceful possession and invasion from behind, raising their plump, soft, and greasy black silk-stockinged buttocks, which were like ripe, oily peaches, and their honey-moistened, heart-shaped buttocks that seemed to be oozing sweet, ripe nectar and glistening with oil.

The bright silver Purple Oriole emblem, with an exquisite bright silver chain adorned with a princess knight's longsword, was stained with drops of ripe feminine essence and glistening nectar, hanging in front of the beautiful mother princess knight's black silk butterfly-shaped plump vulva, exuding the sweet fragrance of ripe femininity, and the pure white princess knight's honey-moistened peach-shaped vulva.

The glossy, sheer black pantyhose outlined the plump, soft contours of Cassandra's alluring, mature vulva, which was soaked in the oily sheen of her virginity. Her honey-moistened vulva, the daughter of the knight, was also encased in the glossy black pantyhose, resembling a soft, white peach in shape.

Let alone pinning down the black-stockinged female knight and her daughter and wantonly violating them, just watching the noble and alluring female knight and her beautiful and elegant older sister female knight, with their soft and moist buttocks exposed, revealing their plump and tender vulvas and soft peach-like vulvas, would be enough to make Asmodeus, this savage and ferocious centaur lancer, launch an extremely violent charge.

Right now, the beautiful knight's plump, tender black silk pantyhose-clad vulva, and her daughter's soft, peach-shaped vulva, already soaked with her own nectar, are being plowed and cultivated in turn by a ferocious and burly beast.

This ripe, tender, and plump black abalone, this smooth and moist peach-shaped black abalone, is simply like a pool of rich, fragrant nectar from a female honey spring and a pool of crystal-clear, sweet female honey spring juice. This ferocious and savage beast, each time clad in thin, sheer, glossy black pantyhose, takes turns pioneering it.

Both can stir the ripe, juicy honey spring and the soft, smooth white jade spring, causing the nectar to splash everywhere.

With each thrust of Asmody's firm, solid waist, colliding with the voluptuous, glossy black stockings of this alluring mother, not only would the two mounds of soft, ripe peaches tremble violently from the impact, but the glossy black pantyhose, wrapped in slippery, soft flesh, would also create waves of oily, wet flesh.

Furthermore, due to the large and ferocious beast, it forcefully pried open the two tender and soft black silk-stockinged clitoris, wrapped in a layer of black silk pantyhose, and completely filled the beautiful mother knight's clitoris overflowing with spring juice. The nectar accumulated in the spring of the beautiful mother would then splash everywhere like nectar sticky cake being pounded in a spring mortar during this rough ride.

Almost every time Asmody thrust his hips forward, grinding those succulent, soft black silks against his hard, solid waist into a soft, ripe honey cake, it would create a series of squelching sounds as the nectar splashed, making those two already oily, slippery black silks even more tender and smooth.

The pure white knight's round, bouncy, honey-smooth, black-silk-clad peach-shaped buttocks, compared to her alluring and mature motherly figure, were like a pool of warm, glistening nectar, a spring of nectar.

As he grabbed and kneaded the two smooth, bouncy black silk buttocks with his large hands, like a brutal and savage centaur lancer enjoying a defeated female slave knight, he slammed the two black silk buttocks until they were completely bruised and turned into soft, moist cakes.

This spring, brimming with glistening nectar, would also overflow with glistening, sweet nectar after that ferocious, burly beast had completely violated and shaped her, the pure white knight who should have been noble and beautiful, into a form unique to Asmodie.

Compared to her alluring and mature mother, whose every violation was accompanied by the succulent, nectar-like fluidity of a ripe flower, this pure white knight was no less captivating, like a tender and juicy child.

Each time Asmodeus slammed down, his solid waist slammed against her two mounds of black silk-clad buttocks, making them fit perfectly against his hard abdominal muscles. After the mounds swayed wildly, the sweet, moist honey-like fluid, like squeezing out a tender child, would be squeezed out and splash everywhere.

"Eek? You...you savage, vile beast? Hmm...you truly possess...the qualifications to enter the banquet? Gurgle...no...you can't do this in front of my daughter...you can't ...

"Ee-hmm?~~ You~ beast?~~ Just violated Mommy?~~ Ee-oh?~~ And now you're violating me, the pure white knight?~~ Ugh?~~ This kind of violation?~~ You'll be defeated quickly?~~ You'll be defeated?~~~"

The noble and alluring Princess Knight Commander Cassandra, with her plump, ripe breasts and voluptuous figure, and her elegant and beautiful daughter, with her honey-scented breasts, peach-shaped buttocks, and voluptuous, firm flesh.

The only difference between them and the defeated female knights and slave girls was that the defeated female knights and slave girls were pinned down by Asmodeus's tall and strong body. Asmodeus held down their beautiful heads and arranged them in extremely seductive female slave positions, and his rising and falling waists made their soft, plump, oily hairs splash nectar everywhere.

Their noble and alluring mother and their beautiful and elegant princess knight daughter were like slaves, violated and used at will by Asmodeus, the savage and violent centaur lancer, after their defeat, becoming his sexual slaves.

At the entrance of this open-air banquet hall, Asmodie, the man who had forcibly taken them, embraced them from behind, his voluptuous, mature black stockings and his moist, heart-shaped black stockings and buttocks being violated in turn.

He treated the mother and daughter like mares, pulling on their long, smooth bodies and thrusting his hard, solid, marble-sculpted waists roughly against the plump, soft, and glossy black-stockinged buttocks of the alluring, mature female knight, and the moist, glistening buttocks of her proud and beautiful daughter.

The mother and daughter's already oily and tender buttocks, covered in glossy, sheer black pantyhose, were crushed into soft, greasy cakes by the man's repeated, extremely rough thrusts. The splattered nectar further stained their already oily and slippery buttocks with a greasy sheen.

Whenever Asmodeus, like a savage male centaur lancer galloping wildly, lowers his body and crushes onto the mother and daughter's beautiful buttocks, which are covered in shiny black stockings, he drives the ferocious and burly beast to squeeze out large amounts of ripe female nectar.

Having completely become Asmodie's female slaves, the knight and his daughter, the mature, plump, and luscious mother's lips, rich and beautiful, would overflow with aphrodisiac white mist and feminine fragrance, accompanied by her half-exposed honey tongue uttering waves of sweet, seductive moans and high-pitched, seductive cries of spring.

Cassandra's large, plump, bell-shaped breasts, seemingly formed from bursting milk and honey, and the pure white knight Sera's two large, teardrop-shaped, white, and smooth breasts, like freshly washed, tender water droplets.

As Asmodeus, like a mare, took turns penetrating and assaulting her from behind, waves of ripe, creamy milk and soft, bouncy, milky-white flesh swayed back and forth. The rich, fragrant milk and the sweet, pure milk of the female knight splashed everywhere at the entrance of the banquet hall as the mother and daughter's plump breasts swayed wildly during the assault.

The noble and alluring mature beauty, clad in black stockings, knight Cassandra, and the noble and beautiful pure and mature knight Sera, in Asmodal, commanded ferocious and savage beasts to violate the mother and daughter in their boudoir until their alluring eyes rolled back, their juices splattered, and their plump vulvas and tender clitoris were filled with thick, white fluid.

She has completely degenerated into a knight who will voluntarily straighten her long, plump, firm, glossy, and alluring black silk stockings whenever Asmodie needs her.

On the surface, they wear expressions of humiliation and disgust, as well as haughty and aloof charm. In reality, once that ferocious and burly beast presses against their plump, soft, butterfly-shaped vulva and smooth, moist, delicate vulva, they will faithfully fulfill their duties as defeated female slave knights, swaying their black stockings and soft, peach-like buttocks, welcoming the man's penetration and violation.

"Goo-ooh?~~ This kind of thing?~~~ We're going to be defeated?~~ Ee-ee-ee?~~ We're going to become?~~ From now on, you, this brutal and lowly beast?~~ a mother-daughter knight slave to be used at will for your lustful gratification?~~ Ee-ooh?~~"

"Ee-hmm?~~Lost~~Ee-oh?~Defeated?~~To be violated by this beast in front of Mom?~~Ee-ah~Become?~~A defeated mother-daughter knight?~~Ugh ee-ee?~~"

The soft, languid moans of a mature woman mingled with the alluring cries of a noble knight, declaring that this mother and daughter knights had been utterly defeated and would become Asmodie's personal bodyguards from now on.

However, while they are said to be close bodyguards, this noble and alluring female knight, with plump and soft breasts like ripe peaches and a smooth, oily black-stockinged, voluptuous female knight, is different from this noble and beautiful female knight daughter, with round and bouncy white breasts like honey-smooth white peaches and soft, heart-shaped buttocks.

After becoming Asmodian's Royal Guard Princess Knights, by day they are the noble and elegant Princess Knight Commander and Vice Commander, wearing fitted, bright silver full-body Princess Knight plate armor and a silver helmet with a face covering.

In this castle, or at night, the mother and daughter knights would change into extremely revealing silver armor with suspenders, resembling honey curtains and buttock curtains. Their alluring flesh, like that of a mother who had given birth easily, and their voluptuous breasts and buttocks, were encased in glossy, sheer high-cut black pantyhose.

The mother and daughter, with their alluringly long legs, were now dressed in revealing black and white stockings, as well as flesh-colored stockings, and elegant knee-high silver high-heeled boots.

Dressed in revealing attire that seemed designed to entice men to violate the defeated knight mother and daughter, their silver high-heeled boots swaying with elegant and haughty steps, they served Asmodian as he handled state affairs, or perhaps allowed him to vent his rage and savagery on the defeated knight mother and daughter at will.

When faced with Asmodie's violation and desecration, this proud and beautiful female knight would only punish the man who dared to desecrate and violate them with a noble and arrogant punitive posture, lifting her silk-clad high-heeled boots.

In reality, she arrogantly lifted their plump, white breasts, encased in glossy black pantyhose, and used her voluptuous, firm, long legs in oily stockings and alluring, slender knight-like legs to step on Asmodie's ferocious, massive beast, offering him her enchanting knight-like boots and silk-stockinged feet with a haughty and disgusted expression.

And arrogantly demanded that he pour his thick, sticky white fluid into their fragrant, high-heeled, silver knee-high boots, and then, in front of the beast, slip their soft, plump, noble, and exquisite silk-skinned feet into these high-heeled boots already filled with thick white fluid.

If, after this act of servitude, Asmodie's penis continues to swell.

Then, the female knight and her daughter would be declared defeated, and this tall, strong man would place them in a humiliating mare-like position, bound by shackles half their height, in tents, gardens, castles, or even deserted squares and dark alleys at night.

They were shown their plump, soft, and greasy buttocks, like ripe peaches, and their white, round buttocks, like plump, soft peaches, serving as female slaves to the defeated knight-errant, allowing this man to violate their plump, ripe vulvas and delicate, moist buds.

Their proud and alluring eyes would be covered with a lace blindfold until Asmodie poured the last of her essence into the soft, plump, and luscious red lips of the mother and daughter, filling them to overflowing.

"Pop—" Mei, I don't think I have time. Lin, are you free?

With a sticky popping sound mixed with overflowing honey, Asmody withdrew the ferocious beast from the tender, plump, and juicy buds of the alluring mother before him, along with a large amount of thick white fluid.

"Eek ooh ooh?~~"

"Ee-hmm?~~"

A soft, tender moan, mixed with alluring cries of spring, overflowed from the plump, moist lips of the knight-woman and her daughter, who were nestled together, stained with thick, white fluid.

The two female knights, mother and daughter, were now in a state of disgrace, having been violated and humiliated after their defeat, and were being casually piled together by their centaur lancers who were their masters.

Cassandra's alluring and mature mother was positioned at the bottom, facing forward, while the pure white knight with her ample breasts and honeyed buttocks was placed on top of her black-stockinged mother's mature and alluring flesh. The two mounds of white, soft, and moist peach-like breasts and her mother's two mounds of ripe, soft, and moist flesh were like two soft, white peaches crushed into two mounds of ripe milk cake filled with sweet and ripe milk.

The mother and daughter's mature, firm, fleshy legs in black stockings intertwined softly, their shapely and alluring curves completely transformed into the shape of Asmodie's, beneath the glossy, translucent black pantyhose.

With each slight tremor of the silk-clad buttocks of the mother and daughter knights, thick, sticky white fluid would seep from beneath their already violated and unclosed black pantyhose.

After all, it wasn't just the plump lips of the abalone that were filled; the tender honeyed stamens and soft peach stamens were also filled into cream puffs.

After Asmody had verified his worth, a smooth, delicate hand clad in black fishnet stockings caressed the imposing and ferocious beast.

"Well... since the master has already verified his eligibility to enter?" The elegant and beautiful noblewoman, Defiance, with her noble and mature black silk stockings and wine-red pointed-toe ankle-high crystal stilettos, led Asmo into the banquet hall.

"How about we savor the atmosphere of this banquet by focusing on this mother and daughter knights first?"