The Way of a Demon Lord-Novel

Chapter 129: Forgiveness (2) *

“Aah!” Rosalyn gasped in surprise.

Adrian pulled her up and rested her back against the headboard, at the centre of it. He held both of her wrists and pressed them against the two corners of the wooden headboard. Her robes opened up again, revealing her alluring naked body.

Unlike before, she was trying to resist. She did not like where this was going. But alas, every bit of her resistance was futile.

Adrian turned to the innkeeper and nodded. She smiled in return and approached the bed. She cut off two pieces from the rope and tied both of Rosalyn’s wrists to the wood. 

“What are you doing?!” Seeing no way out with her strength she began to circulate magical energy but-

Adrian looked into her eyes. Both of his abyssal black eyes glinted for a moment.

Rosalyn gasped. She would lose the ability to think whenever she tried to circulate magical energy.

Once both of her hands were tied by the lady, he took back his hands. Both of his knees locked her in place as he scanned through her beautifully shaped body.

His blatant eyes caused Rosalyn to look away and blush even more.

After the looking session, he moved away and separated both of her legs. Her dripping pink pussy came into the two’s view.

“Oh my.” The busty woman giggled. “You were right. She is thirsty indeed.”

Her statement caused Rosalyn to close her eyes in humiliation.

But Adrian kept pushing open her thighs, until both of her legs were completely open- facing the two opposite directions.

He looked at the voluptuous receptionist again. She nodded before tying her left ankle with one end of the robe before knowing the other end to the upper left leg of the bed. Her right leg shared the same fate.

Her eyes were still close. And her face was redder than ever before. The position she was in was too shameful. Not to mention, she was tied as if she were some slave. And worst of all, someone other than Adrian had witnessed this.

“Open your eyes.” His charming but authoritative voice prompted her to open her eyelids.

The exceedingly handsome face of Adrian came into her view. His eyes were darting around her naked body, which was tied into such a disgraceful position.

He had played with her rough before- very rough. But he never used anything other than his own own body parts. What was he up to now?

“Wha… what are you going to do?” She sheepishly asked. Her eyes betrayed shame and a bit of… anticipation.

Adrian smiled.

“Nothing.”

Rosalyn frowned.

The innkeeper, on the other hand, giggled as she got up on the bed. Adrian turned to the lady. Both of them were on their knees, just a few inches apart.

She could not hold herself back anymore as she moved in for the kiss. Adrian complied and advanced as well. Soon, both of their lips collided before both of their tongues invaded each other’s mouth.

Rosalyn looked away. She was not in state to watch such deeds; she ‘needed’ it. But turning away was of little help. The soft muffled moans that sneaked away from the slut’s occupied lips and their clicking tongues made her clearly imagine everything. But she could not look away for long- curiosity prevailed.

Both of them were still locked in a wild lock kiss while one of Adrian’s hand was fondling the whore’s voluptuous ass while the other was kneading her jugs over the clothes. She then looked towards her own tingling crotch. Juices were trickling down her pink opening wetting the silky night robe she wore.

Her face flushed as she looked back to the scene ahead.

The duo finally broke the kiss. The brown eyes of the charming middle aged lady was filled with lust. 

She removed her clothes, taking out her massive jugs and huge butt. The slut was ready, not even wearing underwear beneath. Her waist which lied in between was slim. It seemed the innkeeper worked to keep her body in shape.

“Master.” She said in a bewitching and hot voice. “What service do you require from this slut of yours?”

“Use your mouth.” He said.

“My pleasure.” She giggled.

She took a few steps back and leaned down, taking her mouth close to his groin, very close. She held the waist of his pants and pulled them down sensually. His huge dick sprang out.

“Aah!” She gasped. The lust her eyes were betraying intensified. “It’s so big!” She held it with her hand, caressing it, feeling it.

She looked sideways, giving Rosalyn a glance and a mocking smile before enveloping the tip of his cock with her mouth.

Rosalyn gritted her teeth.

The voluptuous slut began to Bob her head up and down. Her cheeks caved in as slurping sound escaped from her mouth.

Adrian held all of her hairs in his hand. He looked into the eyes of his dear guardian while his rod was getting sucked.

Rosalyn looked away again and bit her lips. Her pussy was releasing even more sticky liquid than before. She wanted to take it into his mouth too. But soon, a fire of determination sparked in her eyes. 

She knew what he was up to. But she won’t lose.

Adrian released his semen into the lady’s mouth. She widened her eyes but swallowed everything nonetheless.

She cleaned his cock with her tongue before getting up. 

“This is the tastiest semen I have ever tasted.” She remarked as she looked into the eyes of the tied up young lady.

Rosalyn bit her lips harder. That bitch did not have to tell her twice. She knew how delicious it was. It was addictive. Even though she had swallowed his sticky fluids countless times before, she wanted to taste it again today.

Her resolve was starting to waver already.

“Good job.” He praised.

“It’s an honour, master.” The innkeeper giggled. “This slut is blessed to have a taste of your semen.”

“Well said.” He smiled. 

“Now, it’s time for you to give the ‘real’ service I paid for.”