Blood Emperor Throne

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Asmodalan's plans to inspect the Slave City were slightly delayed because too much time was spent in the maid quarters and the matters of the territories of Ucanst and Borenstein took priority.

After returning from dealing with the matter of the two counts offering their mothers in these two territories, he planned to spend the next period of time handling diplomacy and various affairs within his territories, while also inspecting different areas of the City of Female Slaves in his spare time.

Vili and Visa, the alluring and mature female knight sisters, were one of the two personal knights Asmodie brought with him when he went to the Earldoms of Ucanster and Borenstein for negotiations.

In addition, the pure white princess knight Sera and her noble and alluring mature mother princess knight were also part of the entourage.

He did not plan to bring any attendants other than his personal female knight on this trip. Firstly, it would be troublesome, and secondly, his main purpose for this trip was still those two beautiful and mature noblewomen.

At the same time, he did not intend to bring any maids to serve his daily life on the manor.

After all, in the manor where the two counts' mothers reside, there are several gentle and beautiful maids who have served these two noble ladies since childhood, as well as female knights who have protected these two noble ladies for a long time. When we arrive there, we can just take whatever we need.

According to his predictions for this trip, even if the two counts offered him mature women, he would not be able to enjoy them directly.

These two beautiful, mature noblewomen once held a higher prestige in the territory than their earl son.

The brothers, Earl Bernstein and Earl Ucanster, probably wouldn't dare to openly ask their mature mothers to offer themselves to them. They would only pretend to be ignorant and introduce him to these two beautiful mature women, and pretend to be completely unaware of his subsequent training, coercion, and violation of the two mature women.

Therefore, on his next trip to the manor, he had to resort to coercion, a method he hadn't used in a long time, to corrupt these two beautiful and mature women.

Normally, he wouldn't waste time on this. He would simply present the defeat pact and, under the humiliated and ashamed gazes of the two mature women, press that savage, massive beast against their soft, smooth, and sweet lips.

That was enough to make these two beautiful, mature noblewomen, who were lacking in lubrication and whose flesh was always in a state of estrus and honey, raise their plump, oily buttocks high in a humiliating, mature female dog posture, and be violated by their count son next door, until they cried out in a high-pitched, seductive, and lewd manner.

However, this time, the two mature women could not be dealt with in this way because they were slightly special; they were devout church believers.

As women who regularly visit the Church of the beautiful, mature female Archbishop Arelia in her white silk stockings to pray devoutly, and who on church days even change into sheer, form-fitting white nun's habit to sing hymns together at the nun-only church, these two mature women would not so easily fall into depravity. You Merlin, you want to have time, you Merlin, me, you...

The coercion and training of these two beautiful, mature noblewomen were necessary. At the same time, various forms of humiliation and torture were required to make them sink deeper into lust until they were branded with lewd marks and degenerated into mature female dogs. They were then infiltrated into the Church of the Holy Sisters to help him gradually erode the church's influence in Castile in the following period.

Furthermore, capturing the corrupted nuns and that elegant and holy white-stockinged mature female archbishop can help him improve the current slave city and fill the gaps in the missing nuns in the brothels and convents of prostitutes.

However, he would have to wait until the afternoon to set off, so that when he arrived at the manor of the two mature noblewomen, it would be evening, which would make it easier for him to negotiate with the two beautiful mature noblewomen.

Before his departure, he could still enjoy the service of the mother and daughter prostitutes at the maid comfort house, relax by walking his dog in the maid garden, and wait for the batch of high-quality milk he had brought from the maid milk spring to be installed one by one on the mechanical milking machine before milking these high-quality milk sources.

On the heart-shaped bed, bathed in soft peach-pink hues, Asmodie, the savage bull who had ravaged the innocent maids and prostitutes Aisha and Aina until they were lost in ecstasy and moaning, was unusually found tied to the headboard.

Just moments before, he had been wantonly kneading the plump, milky breasts of the mature maids, Isa and Ina, and fondling their soft, white-stockinged buttocks with his large hands.

Two pure white thong lace panties soaked in the honey of ripe spring, and two pure white lace-trimmed panties with a lingering, sweet, milky scent and glistening peach juice, were tied together at the head of the bed.

The savage bull tied to the headboard was no longer a threat. As for the savage and ferocious beast that was dripping with thick white semen, it stood tall and proud, leaping into the contemptuous gaze of the white-stockinged mother and daughter prostitutes with pink eyes that sparkled with hearts.

The pure white veils worn by the mother and daughter as nuns of the brothel will only be put on after Asmodeus returns from his corruption of the church and the brothel is fully restored.

Therefore, when Issa and Ina, the blonde beauties with their plump, soft breasts and ripe buttocks, and Aisa and Ina, the blonde sisters with their delicate bodies, soft, snowy breasts and snowy white silk buttocks, looked down at Asmodie with contempt and disgust, they did not change into the holy white nun's habit.

"You lowly master~~ You actually enjoy~ being trampled on by your mature, prostitute maid~~ You're such a despicable bull."

"This savage, lowly creature... it's already so excited just because it's about to be trampled by your mature, prostitute maid... what a beast... it only knows lust!"

The two gentle and beautiful blonde mature sisters, their plump and juicy flesh like ripe honeyed fruits infused with sweet, creamy milk, were draped only in extremely lewd and revealing peach-pink high-slit halter dresses, looking down at the ferocious and savage beast Asmodie with a contemptuous and arrogant attitude.

The high-slit, transparent pink gauze dress, with its extremely lewd and revealing design, showed off the soft, slender waist and the mature, white-stockinged buttocks, leaving only two wisps of pink gauze. Even the fleshy, erotic patterned abdomen, along with their soft, creamy, pink-stockinged vulva, was completely exposed.

They cradled two soft, creamy breasts, which had just been filled with thick, white semen by Asmoda with a staking and penetrating technique, and were now exposed above that ferocious beast in a state of molten, sticky, white, and sensual vacuum.

"You lowly beast~ If you were trampled by your mature, prostitute maid~~ you'd become even more savage~"

"You've already been trampled on~ And you still want to pin your mature, maid-like prostitute down and rape her~~ You lowly, barbaric thing~~"

Isa and Ina, the blonde, mature maid sisters, with an air of disdain and arrogance, elegantly parted their sweet, mature lips to take a slender, white-silked finger into their mouths, and together raised their fragrant, soft, white-silked, mature feet, gracefully withdrawing from their platform, white crystal, low-cut, stiletto heels, which exuded a rich, milky aroma.

The sisters' toes, white and silky, as smooth and tender as milk cake, exuded a sweet, mature milky fragrance. Adorned with peach-pink prostitute-style nail polish, their soft, white silk toes, with a contemptuous and arrogant posture like a maid punishing a lewd master, together formed a fragrant, mature white silk foot cave, stepping on that savage beast head dripping with white semen.

The soft, smooth, and silky white toes enveloped the savage beast's head within a layer of soft, fragrant, and creamy silk. The soft, smooth toes gently stomped and kneaded, fueling the beast's rage.

"You lecherous older brother~~ Waaah~~ You actually~~ like~ this kind of lewd way~~ Eek~"

"Mmm~ Master~~ Do you really like being stepped on by Aina's white-stockinged little feet~~ Then~ Aina will~ properly satisfy big brother's lewd thoughts~~"

However, the two shy and innocent maid sisters, Aisha and Aina, couldn't get into character as quickly as their mature maid mothers.

After all, their maids, before they became Asmodian's exclusive maid prostitutes, had already served them countless times in the dead of night or at dawn.

With a contemptuous and arrogant attitude, the maids lifted their soft, fragrant white silk-clad feet and stepped on this savage beast, letting it spray out thick white fluid that filled their white silk-clad feet and crystal maid heels with warm, sticky white snot.

However, although these two well-behaved and sensible girls in white stockings could not treat their beloved master Asmodie with contempt and disgust, they still imitated their beautiful and mature mother, shyly lifting their lewd and revealing peach-pink prostitute-style high-slit gauze skirts and raising their snow-white, creamy, and soft feet, which were as smooth as cream ice cream.

Author's Note: A long-awaited silk stockings story, featuring white silk milk cake and white silk ice cream—delicious!

Chapter 176 Mother and Daughter's Crystal Wedding Heels

"Aww~~ Big brother~ you're such a pervert~~ but~ Elsa still~ really likes big brother."

"Eee-woo~~ Aina's~ white silk ice cream~~ Big brother seems to really like it~~"

Elsa and Aina, these two delicate and lovely white-stockinged sisters, are particularly shy and cannot emulate their mature white-stockinged counterparts. Instead, they wear disdainful expressions that seem to regard them as trash.

However, the two pure and lovely sisters in white silk stockings, their delicate and fair faces flushed with shy blushes, seemed like obedient and clingy young girls, shyly soothing a raging and unruly bull.

Despite being so embarrassed by the sight of this proud and savage bull, her soft, white-silk body went limp with shame. Yet, for Asmodie's sake, her delicate little hands shyly lifted her already extremely erotic and revealing peach-pink harlot-style high-slit suspender silk dress.

The high-slit tulle skirts, already hazy and semi-transparent like honey curtains, completely exposed the sisters' soft, snow-white, ice cream-like buttocks and their tender, white-stockinged vulvas, like creamy little buns wrapped in sheer, creamy white stockings, to this savage, furious bull.

The thick white paste dripping from the soft, glutinous cream buns, and the sticky, murky paste overflowing from the smooth, creamy white peach blossoms, all testify to the previous ferocious exploits of this savage bull.

"Eliza will~ do her best~~ to satisfy her big brother~~"

"Ee-ha~ Aina~~ I love big brother the most~"

This act of deliberately lifting the high-slit skirts of these lewd and revealing pink prostitutes, exposing their soft, creamy breasts and smooth, peach-like nipples to the savage bull, made the two sisters tremble slightly with embarrassment, their peach-colored eyes filled with shy, flirtatious glances.

Their soft, snow-white feet, like creamy ice cream, wrapped in sheer white stockings, shyly retreated from their transparent crystal platform round-toed wedding heels, which exuded a sweet, peachy fragrance, from a superior position.

The transparent crystal, which was originally clear enough to reveal the outline of the two sisters' small, soft, white silk ice cream, still retains a hazy, milky mist in its round-toed crystal wedding heels after the sisters' soft, sweet white silk feet have been removed.

Elsa and Aina's delicate feet, encased in sheer, creamy white stockings, resembled ice cream sculpted from soft, creamy milk. They were small enough to be eaten in one bite, exuding a sweet, milky aroma. Their delicate toes, adorned with adorable peach-pink nail polish, were shyly curled up, and glistening, sweet nectar dripped from the tips of their soft, sheer white stockings.

"Waaah~ Just like that~ step on it?"

"Big brother's naughty thing~~ He's even more excited now that Mom's stepping on him!"

The two sisters shyly imitated their mature mothers in white stockings, placing their soft, fragrant white stockings on their tender feet, like young girls wading through water, with a hint of curiosity and shyness, as they stepped onto that hot and proud savage lance.

The soft, smooth, and fragrant white silk toes shyly stepped on the thick, hot, and savage beast's body. The soft, delicate white silk toes, under the girl's shy movements, stepped on the rough and fierce beast's body together.

The soft, delicate white silk ice cream and the ferocious, savage beast create a lewd contrast between tenderness and savagery, purity and ferocity. The white silk toes, adorned with pink nail polish, shyly step on the savage beast's head, together with their contemptuous and arrogant white silk mature mothers.

Elsa and Aina's ice creams are quite tender, with slight differences. Elsa's is smaller and softer, like a small white ice cream dripping with sweet cream, while Aina's is slightly softer and more delicate, more like a small milk cake coated with sweet cream.

For Asmodie, the soft, delicate touch of the two sisters stepping on him was a sight to behold. The shy Elsa would only gently press and knead with her toes, while the equally shy but lustful Aina would place her small, soft, milk-cake-like feet on the beast's body, rubbing them up and down with the help of drops of peach juice and nectar, which fueled his anger.

If it weren't for the fact that he was currently enjoying the ice cream game with the mother and daughter, this raging bull would have undoubtedly pressed the two sisters down on him again, picked up their small, white, fluffy ice creams, and launched a savage attack with his savage, thick, and menacing lance amidst the sisters' tearful moans.

"Elsa~ You're being very good~~"

"Aina too~ She's been very well-behaved~~" (You Merlin, think about Merlin, empty, you, Merlin, me, you)

The blonde mothers, Isa and Ina, whose usually gentle and beautiful faces turned into disdainful smiles after tenderly tending to their daughters, were now radiating an air of scorn.

Their jade-like hands, adorned with long, pink and gold ring gloves, lifted the hem of their peach-colored gauze skirts with one hand and hooked their white, waterproof, low-cut crystal stilettos with the other, still lingering with the sweet fragrance and warmth of their mature breast milk. Their two fragrant, soft, creamy white silk feet contemptuously pressed down on the raised, ferocious beast.

The elder sister, Isabella, with her snow-white and delicate white silk-stockinged insteps, and the younger sister, Ina, with her soft and smooth cream-white silk-stockinged soles, placed the ferocious beast with its head erect between their white silk-stockinged feet. The raised, ferocious beast head was placed in front of them with a disdainful posture, while the top of the crystal high heels, which were filled with a rich, milky fragrance, was also visible.

"So~ this vile beast~ is~ preparing~ to~ shoot your filthy, filthy stuff~ into the mature, crystal-high heels of these two white-stockinged mature prostitutes~~"

"Fill our sisters' white silk crystal heels with thick, sticky milk, then let our mature mother's fragrant white silk feet slip into these crystal heels filled with your sticky, turbid fluid, and then walk home in these cloudy white crystal heels."

"still……"

"Fill Aina and Elsa's pure, transparent crystal wedding heels with thick, sticky filth... and watch them shyly step their delicate, ice cream-like feet into the overflowing, filthy slurry."

At the prompting of the two mature women, Aisha and Aina, the shy girls in white stockings, breathed softly with their tender cherry lips. They shyly imitated the two mature women, lifting their peach-colored skirts with one hand and their round-toed, waterproof, crystal stilettos with the other, which still smelled of sweet milky foot fog and warm from their young bodies.

It is obvious that Asmodé never makes choices.

The savage beast's rage surged once more before the crystal high heels that the mother and her three daughters had just removed from between the white silk-stockinged mature woman's fragrant feet and the white silk-stockinged delicate feet, still retaining a sweet milky fragrance and lingering warmth.

Seeing this, Isa and Ina wore disdainful yet gentle, charming smiles, while Aisha and Ina wore shy but especially obedient and adorable smiles.

Just as the savage beast was about to erupt in a thick, sticky rage under the punishment of the mother and her three daughters' fragrant, white silk-stockinged feet and delicate, ice cream-like toes, they placed the crystal high heels they had just removed from their white silk-stockinged feet side by side beneath the savage beast's head, which was about to ejaculate thick, white semen.

Thick, sticky, and warm white fluid, amidst the soft, seductive moans of the mature sisters and the shy, obedient murmurs of the young girl, was poured over their fragrant, plump, white-silk-clad feet and their snow-white, tender, ice cream-like feet, all covered in the sticky, warm liquid.

Like a torrent of white, turbid water, it poured hot, thick milk onto their crystal high heels, which were shrouded in wisps of sweet, milky mist, and slowly seeped into the still-warm soles of their shoes.

For a full minute, until both the two pristine white platform low-cut crystal stilettos and the two transparent platform round-cut crystal stilettos were simultaneously filled with a viscous white substance, almost overflowing the ground,

The mother and her three daughters, their hearts brimming with the soft, sweet fragrance of peach blossoms and the shy, alluring desire of eroticism, gracefully slipped their white-stockinged, fragrant feet and delicate, ice-cream-like toes into the crystal high heels, which were already overflowing with sticky, warm milk, right before Asmodie's eyes.

The soft, silky toes and smooth, white soles were completely immersed in the warm, sticky male semen.

Beneath the translucent white crystal toes, the soft, glistening white toes of two mature blonde maids were clearly visible. With just a slight movement, the sticky, hot milk filling the toes of the shoes churned and made a gurgling sound, and steam rose from the shoes.

The completely transparent crystal toes of the wedding shoes allowed Elsa and Aina, the two girls in white stockings, to shyly step on their snowy toes. They immediately felt a sticky, warm liquid completely soaking their soft, delicate white stockings. Their originally milky, soft white stockings became moist and sticky, as if they had been coated with creamy milk.

Whenever their soft, moist heels stepped onto the warm, smooth crystal shoes, strands of sticky, hot liquid would overflow and ooze out along the crystal heels.

The four women, mother and daughters, let out soft moans from their fragrant lips and cherry lips, followed by the sweet fragrance of peach blossoms. Their pink and watery eyes, filled with love, looked down at Asmodie, and she lifted the other crystal high heel she had just taken off, which was not yet filled with water.

The mother and daughter's crystal high heels, however, needed to be completely filled with water.

"Ta-ta-"

As noon approached, in the serene and tranquil maid's garden.

A pair of white lacquered, pearl-studded, ankle-high maid heels gently lifted a pair of sweet, mature, milky-scented white silk-clad feet, and with elegant steps, lightly landed on the blue brick path of the maid garden.

The elegant and graceful head maid walked with light and graceful steps toward the center of the maid garden.

Author's note: To speed up the pace, I'll be writing about the white silk ice cream chapter faster. The next chapter is about the milk pump.

Personally, I actually prefer innocent girls who are shy but still act indifferent and disgusted.

Chapter 177 The Beautiful Mother and the Knight Sisters

"Head Maid." Along the way, the maids who maintained the maid garden and wore white silk stockings and white gauze skirts all bowed to this elegant white silk stocking maid.

Rowling nodded in return to the maids along the way. Her mature and plump body, with its fragrant breasts and shapely buttocks, was dressed as always in a sleeveless, open-neck, backless maid silk dress with a side cutout. The skirt, adorned with white lace, barely reached her buttocks. Her two soft, plump, and glossy white silk buttocks, like milk cakes, trembled slightly with her elegant steps.

Her creamy, white breasts, as smooth and soft as ripe peaches, overflowed from the sides of her maid's silk skirt with its side cutouts, resembling marshmallows coated with sweet, ripe honey. Each time she gracefully lowered her white silk maid heels, soft waves of creamy, ripe breasts swayed gently.

The maid garden is completely different from the maid brothel that serves Asmodeus and allows him to vent his lust at will.

The atmosphere here is quiet and elegant. Fragrant grass, flower walls and fences surround a green and fragrant garden. In the center stands a spring and a stone pavilion carved from white marble, as well as a green lawn for picnics.

From the outside, this place looks more like an ordinary and quiet place to rest.

However, this place is not a venue for afternoon tea for those noble ladies and maids.

On ordinary days, maids draped in hazy, semi-transparent white gauze curtains and wearing white milk pendants take care of the daily affairs here.

The maids who entered and exited the garden today all had alluring expressions as they bowed to Rowling, their soft, peach-pink eyes filled with a shy blush.

The soft, plump breasts, adorned with milk droplets, sway gently like butter bells with each bend, spilling drops of sweet milk. Beneath the light, semi-transparent white gauze curtain, the soft, glutinous peaches, in a vacuum state, are also dripping with sweet, ripe female nectar, clearly in a state of estrus and awaiting fertilization.

Needless to say, at this moment, these garden maids, all in a state of estrus, whether they were innocent and delicate young girls or beautiful and mature women,

Even if that thick, heavy lance were to lift the white gauze curtain in public in an open space, blocking the tender white and soft, ripe vulva dripping with honey, she would only part her white silk legs, or lift her soft, moist buttocks with a peach heart in her mouth.

However, judging from the rough scratch marks left on their snowy, creamy skin, the sweet, ripe nectar splattering between their plump, ripe buttocks, and the sticky, viscous fluid seeping between their soft, white-silk-clad legs, they had already been thoroughly enjoyed.

After all, the maids in the garden are not like the maids in the milk spring and ranch, nor are they like the maids and prostitutes in the comfort house. They have a strict requirement to wear lace panties, whether they are mature women or young girls.

The maids she had seen before, whether they were steamed buns with cream or soft, cooked meat, were all in a vacuum state, which goes without saying.

As Rowling walked further into the garden, the alluring fragrance of mature women mingled with a masculine scent that could arouse and corrupt females. This caused her two elegant and graceful white-stockinged maid-like feet to pause slightly. With a haughty air, she tied her long, straight black hair into a dignified updo with a maid's headband before continuing forward.

As they ventured deeper into the garden, the lawn that had once been used for picnics, the stone pavilion where Asmodée and her maids used to enjoy tea, and the flower wall adorned with red roses and fragrant grasses had become a scene of utter debauchery. It was as if a savage bull had rioted here, brutally humiliating and violating a group of ripe and delicate females in the center of the garden.

Maid-style crystal platform stilettos with a lingering sweet and mellow milky scent; Princess Knight-style bright silver high-heeled boots exuding a delicate orchid fragrance; cool and lovely girlish crystal open-toe high-heeled sandals with a lingering sweet foot scent; bright silver high-strap Princess Knight open-toe high-heeled sandals; peach-pink strappy round-toe crystal stilettos.

And all sorts of high heels and boots, some lingering, some mellow, some sweet and cloying, were scattered haphazardly on the lawn, some glistening with fragrant sweat, some drenched in sweet flower juice or mellow honey, and some stained with wisps of sticky white liquid, showcasing the savage bull's exploits.

Above the stone pavilion where tea was served, the table, once laden with pastries and tea, was now filled with alluring lace panties soaked in sweet, ripe syrup. The new selection included side-strap lace panties adorned with night-blue rose carvings, pristine white thong-style openwork lace camisoles, and various other styles of lace panties designed for mature women.

Scattered on the stone tabletops and under the stone chairs, even under the stone pillars of the stone pavilion, in pools of sweet nectar, were scattered pairs of mature women's underwear soaked in the honey.

On the two stone benches, a peach-pink silk panty tied with a bow and stained with glistening peach juice, a heart-shaped thin-strapped pink openwork lace panty, a pure white cotton panty adorned with a red bow, and a close-fitting silk panty embellished with pure white lace trim, all stained with drops of glistening peach juice, were softly draped in a bunch on pairs of pure white open-toe crystal high-heeled sandals.

The flower wall, adorned with red roses and fragrant grasses, looked as if it had just been watered; glistening dewdrops clung to the branches and buds, filling the air with a sweeter, more aphrodisiac fragrance than the actual flowers. (The last two lines are a poetic fragment and don't directly relate to the preceding text.)

The garden's tranquil and elegant atmosphere was completely gone, leaving only an aphrodisiac fragrance that made females' hearts flutter and a chaotic spring scene that looked as if it had been ravaged by a raging bull.

These scattered lace panties, various milk pendants and chains soaked in sweet milk, and dog chains scattered in the glistening nectar all testify to the achievements of this savage bull.