Blood Emperor Throne

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The tender, soft, and juicy steamed bun-shaped abalone, the plump and juicy butterfly-shaped abalone, and the oily and plump abalone from Anchan, were all thoroughly conquered and splashed before that thick, ferocious, and savage lance, and Asmodie could hardly stop even one of his attacks.

With each gallop, thrust, and invasion of this ferocious and savage beast-like lance, these once dignified and elegant female knights were transformed into breeding grounds of female slaves completely dependent on wild beasts.

Even those soft, plump, and moist buds were merely a replay of their defeat, being completely violated and filled, as Asmodie repeatedly rammed their ripe, plump, and soft buttocks, causing them to tremble wildly.

Those pairs of noble, exquisite, elegant crystal high heels and high-heeled boots, except for the ones Asmodie grabbed and held high, posed in an extremely shameful leg-reinforcing position, with their red soles facing upwards.

Either she would drape softly over Asmodé's shoulders, swaying seductively with each gallop, or she would follow her submissive instincts and wrap herself around Asmodé's strong waist, draping her heels over his sides in seductive, oily-skinned high-heeled knots, the heels swaying gently with each gallop.

After Asmodal finished riding, the pairs of crystal high heels and boots that had been hanging on the soft, fragrant feet of these beautiful knights, as well as their noble and sexy silk-clad feet, were now covered with a mature, warm, and delicate fragrance.

As the ferocious beast rampaged through them, Asmodeus would lift them up with both hands and drape them between their silk-smoothed feet and their beautiful, lustrous feet, then ravage and violate them until they were filled with thick, sticky white fluid.

As he ravaged them, the crystal high heels and silver boots of these beautiful knights were completely soaked with thick, white fluid. Amidst their languid, sensual moans, the fluid-filled heels were elegantly lifted by their silky, fragrant feet, which willingly slipped their noble, sexy stockings back into those heels filled with sticky, white fluid.

"Oh no? Again? I'm going to be filled up again? Oh dear?!"

"It's broken?~~I want to~Eek oh oh?~I want to be with a male other than my husband~~Goo oh oh oh?~~~" Mei Nene is not in Mei Kong Ni Lin is in Mei Nene

At the very end of the Princess Knights' Honor Wall is a beautiful Princess Knight with a large, plump, and naturally rounded bust.

The semi-transparent white gauze curtain, soaked with the nectar of ripe female flowers, was extremely sticky and softly clung to her large, white silk stockings, glistening with a rich, ripe sheen, resembling a creamy, juicy cake dripping with honey.

This elegant and graceful white-silk-clad knight, her white silk stockings, exuding a fragrant, oily sheen and steaming with the sweet aroma of ripe nectar, were now only covered by open-top white pantyhose that were as smooth and translucent as cream. Her plump, creamy white buns were already soaked in sticky, ripe nectar, making them extremely tender and moist.

This plump, curvaceous, white-stockinged princess knight, Iris, is a clerk among the Platinum Rose princess knights. She is also one of the few gentle and elegant princess knights among the Platinum Rose princess knights.

Despite being a princess knight, her gourd-shaped, ripe flesh, almost dripping with honey like a creamy fruit, was never touched even slightly by her nominal husband.

And now, her two mounds of milky white papaya breasts, which were almost like ripe cotton candy, were swaying up and down behind the wall of honor, creating soft, melting ripples, as Asmodie brutally and savagely violated her.

Her plump, soft, and mushy buttocks were like a collection of creamy, sensual, and useless white silk stockings, which were now being squeezed out of the hole in the wall of honor of the female knight, transforming into a white silk stockings wall of the female knight. Accompanied by her soft and mushy spring moans, she was being wantonly rubbed and violated by Asmodie, a man other than her husband, with his large hands.

In Asmody's eyes, these two soft, plump, creamy, honey-smoked, and white-silk-covered buttocks were basically two fermented and steamed cakes filled with mature female honey and then coated with sweet, oily cream. His large hand holding the sword could only barely cover a small part of them.

With a single rub and squeeze, his large hands plunged his fingertips deep into the smooth, soft, creamy white silk of her buttocks. With just a gentle shake, the two mounds of oily, plump white silk would tremble and ripple like water balloons filled with milk and honey.

It can be said that, apart from Alice's plump and juicy white silk stockings, Cassandra's fleshy and smooth black silk stockings, and Osalia's plump and soft silk stockings, the white silk stockings of this female knight in front of him are the softest cushion that can withstand his ferocious onslaught.

With each descent of his strong, solid waist, he could almost crush those two plump, creamy buttocks into a soft, collapsed shape. The large, menacing stone pestle would then easily squeeze out the nectar stored within the sweet, ripe buns, causing it to splatter everywhere.

And those white silk-stockinged feet, exuding the fragrance of ripe honey, as soft and tender as cream cake, are extremely fleshy and of the highest quality. When paired with a pair of pure white and elegant round-mouthed blue-bottomed crystal stilettos, they become even more graceful and charming.

"Eek?~~I'm so sorry?~~I, this...my...female knight...have become...unable to live without my master?~~Eek oh oh~"

"It's going to be lost?~~ It's going to be lost without permission?~~ It's going to be violated?~ Ugh?~~~"

The gentle, white-stockinged knight, presented as a female slave, had her two mounds of creamy white silk stockings, formed from piled-up milk and honey, kneaded and squeezed by Asmodie's large hands. As he thrust his waist, he spread open the white silk honey cores that had already transformed into Asmodie's shape. Amidst the sticky honey churning sound, like a mad, savage centaur, he slammed the two plump, soft milk cakes together, causing the creamy buttocks to tremble wildly.

The woman in charge of the Platinum Rose Knights' paperwork, who was usually dressed in elegant white silk, now had her plump, juicy lips oozing soft, sweet moans. Her heart-shaped, alluring eyes rolled upwards, and her large, white breasts were already slick and glistening with the splashing milk.

Those elegant, white crystal high heels, still fragrant with the scent of her feet, were now completely filled with thick, sticky white fluid. Her plump, soft, milky white silk feet trembled as she stepped on those cloudy crystal high heels, and her white silk toes, adorned with light blue nail polish, were completely soaked in the thick white fluid.

Asmodeus once again slammed down, slamming the two soft, white silk-clad mounds into the ground like crushed cream cakes. The elegant and graceful white-silk-clad knight then rolled her eyes upwards, her white silk-clad breasts trembling wildly, her milk and nectar splashing simultaneously, adding a touch of honey to the already sweet fragrance.

As the ferocious, massive beast withdrew from the white, honeyed stamen that had already transformed into the shape of Asmodie, soft, tender moans of spring flowed from the beautiful knight's ripe, honeyed lips, mixed with the aphrodisiac fragrance.

"Hmm? ~~Goo-ooh?~~~"

At this moment, the once elegant and graceful white-stockinged knight's mature and beautiful face was filled with a seductive look. Her clear, spring-like eyes were filled with hearts and kept turning upwards. Her tender, sweet tongue was half-protruding, and the sweet, fragrant nectar dripping from her tender tongue was filled with an aphrodisiac honey mist.

As the ferocious beast withdrew, her plump, mature flesh trembled, her firm, white-stockinged legs shaking uncontrollably. As she slumped to the ground, her two mounds of ripe, white-stockinged buttocks, exuding the sweet scent of mature womanhood, spread out like two lumps of unformed cream cakes.

With each tremor, those two mounds of white silk-clad, mature buttocks would gush out a glistening, white fluid, lending a touch of lewdness to the elegant and dignified portrait beside them.

Clearly, having been defeated by Asmodian and completely seduced into becoming his female slave knight, Iris, after tonight's seduction banquet, will have to endure his brutal daily penetration and violation of her tender, plump, and sticky vulva in order to avoid constantly leaking her ripe, nectar-filled state.

From now on, whenever Asmodie needs her, this elegant and gentle mature knight will bend down her plump, white-stockinged legs at any time, and use her slender, smooth fingers to part the creamy bun and meaty vulva that should belong to her nominal husband, welcoming the rough impregnation and succulence of a man other than her husband.

If she hadn't been violated by Asmody a few days later, this mature and beautiful knight in white stockings would probably have changed into an extremely revealing transparent halter-neck high-slit white gauze dress, wearing elegant and noble pure white round-toe stiletto heels, and wrapped in pure, sheer cream-white open-front pantyhose.

Would you willingly mount Asmodine's firm, muscular waist, your ripe, plump, white-stockinged buttocks rising and falling to serve a man other than your husband?

Chapter 127 My power as Knight Commander is unlimited.

For Asmodée,

Whether it's the wall of honor composed of these noble and beautiful mature female knights or elegant and noble young female knights on the left.

It's still the wall of honor composed of these noble and mature female knights, elegant and beautiful female knights, and noble and charming female knights on the right.

These are merely appetizers in this decadent banquet.

Despite the fact that this appetizer included not only those beautiful and proud, sexy mature female knights, but also those pure and lovely, delicate and tender young female knights, or those voluptuous and mature female knights with honeyed milk, elegant and graceful female knights with plump breasts and mature hips, or charming and beautiful female knights with round hips.

There are a total of three Princess Knight Orders, and any one of the Princess Knights is an extremely desirable and coveted beauty.

Especially after receiving the blessing of pleasure, whether it is the alluring and sexy flesh or the charming and seductive beauty, it is enough to make any male's mouth dry and his body throb with desire at just one glance.

But, in the end, the real main course is the wall of female knights in front of him.

"Eek? Hmm? Oh? Oh?"

Accompanied by a soft, mellow moan, only the instinct of a submissive woman remained, Asmodie withdrew the battle-scarred, ferocious beast from the tender, plump, creamy mound of the white-stockinged knight in front of her.

Thick, sticky, hot white liquid flowed down with a gurgling, viscous sound, the sticky, glistening droplets stretching longer and longer along with the grotesque, massive beast head.

Without the beast as a fulcrum, Iris's white, creamy buttocks, which had been used at will, trembled and fell like a creamy cake to the ground. The two mounds of soft, creamy white silk buttocks, steaming with the sweet aroma of ripe honey, swayed up and down and collided with each other after losing their support, creating waves of soft, creamy buttocks.

Clearly, this gentle and beautiful white-silk-clad princess knight, who was once a gentle and mild-mannered Platinum Rose political officer, has been completely transformed into a female knight slave dedicated to handling the internal affairs of the Platinum Rose Princess Knights under Asmodian's brutal, centaur-like gallop.

In public, she was merely a knight-errant who liaised between Duchess Orissa and Castella. Her plump, round, gourd-shaped figure was usually dressed simply in a tight, sheer sleeveless white shirt and fitted trousers, conveying the Duchess's will to Asmodé.

But, in most moments to come, when this beautiful knight in white stockings is conveying the Countess's will to Asmodée, she will likely raise her soft, plump, peach-shaped buttocks—the kind of shape perfect for childbirth—high, and with her jade-like hands clad in long, white, rubber gloves, part the creamy mounds of flesh hidden beneath the white pantyhose, welcoming the man's advances?

As the soft, seductive moans of the beautiful knight Iris spilled out, the two walls of honor for female knights were now nothing but lewd marks of love, splattered spring fluids, noble portraits soaked in sticky white fluid, and the still trembling, puffed-up buttocks and silky, smooth-delivery-like threads of female knights. (The last sentence appears to be unrelated and possibly a fragment from another text.)

Crystal high heels, high-heeled silver boots, and strappy open-toe high-heeled sandals, soaked and filled with thick white fluid, were now softly placed on the noble, sexy, delicate, and petite feet of these female knights in silk stockings.

Openwork lace, light gauze curtains, and delicate lace straps are scattered haphazardly among the pools of spring fluid that have accumulated mellow female nectar, gradually seeping through.

Between these two walls of honor for female knights, the sweet and cloying fragrance of young girls, the alluring and seductive fragrance of mature women, and the mellow and soft feminine scent permeate the air, adding a touch of rosy spring charm to the space.

Compared to the wall of honor for the female knights on the left, composed of mature women and young girls, the wall of honor composed of beautiful mothers and girls has an added rich, sweet, and creamy aroma.

After withdrawing the ferocious and savage beast, Asmodie comfortably laid the battle-scarred creature on Iris's soft, snow-white silk before heading to the wall of honor for the female knights, which was restrained in various ways.

The wall of honor for the female knights on the front is more luxurious and elegant than the walls of honor on the left and right. Light gauze curtains hang down gracefully, but they are not the curtains used by the female knights to cover the entrances of the caves. Instead, they are like curtains for the opening of a meat feast, waiting for Asmodai to lift them and enjoy the feast.

The portraits printed on the gauze curtains, each exuding elegance and dignified bearing, further highlight her status.

From left to right, the first one is Asmodie's second female knight slave in this world, and also the leader of the Purple Nightingale Knights, that noble and charming mature woman with a seductive body and black silk stockings, Cassandra.

The second one is the first female knight slave that Asmodie forcibly took since he came to this world. She is the daughter of this noble and charming black-stockinged female knight, the pure white female knight Sera, who is noble and beautiful with a voluptuous figure and a firm, shapely body.

A black, hazy veil draped gracefully down, much like the curtain at the entrance to a nun's confessional, vaguely concealing the mother and daughter's alluring, voluptuous flesh and their exquisitely firm, voluptuous bodies.

Between the two knights in the wall, there was a photograph of the mother and daughter. In the portrait, Cassandra was proud and charming, with a dignified and noble demeanor. She stood gracefully with her long sword at her waist, wearing a pure white knight's dress. Sera was also dressed in a pure white knight's dress, noble and elegant, with a similarly graceful and proud demeanor. She stood solemnly beside her beautiful mother, holding a silver long sword in front of her.

However, in stark contrast to this elegant and dignified portrait of a female knight in formal attire, when Asmodie lifted the hazy, semi-transparent veil, the spring scenery behind it was enough to ignite the most violent and savage heat in any male.

This noble and alluring black-stockinged female knight, and her beautiful and elegant pure white female knight daughter, who were usually so graceful and dignified in public, now appeared as if they had been defeated by the beastmen. Their voluptuous and taut flesh, clad in luxurious and form-fitting white female knight attire, revealed a voluptuous and alluring figure.

Cassandra's mature, slender, and alluring legs, along with Sera's long, sexy, and toned figure, were outlined by the tight-fitting white knight trousers, their curves accentuated. They wore matching pure white, stiletto-heeled knee-high leather boots, their postures slightly taut.

The seductive allure of the female knights, confined within the walls of their caves, transformed into the restrained mare-like hindquarters of the defeated female knights. Their tight, form-fitting trousers outlined the plump, soft contours of their buttocks, encased in glossy black stockings and glossy white pantyhose, resembling the soft, ripe flesh of a simmered peach and the honey-smooth, heart-shaped curves of a ripe peach.

Cassandra's alluring, mature, plump, and soft vulva, and Sera's honey-smooth vulva, were both outlined by the tight, fitted trousers, wrapped in black and white double-stocking pantyhose under the oil-silk trousers. Not only were they exuding the honeyed fragrance of mother and daughter, but their soft, moist camel toes, already glistening with glistening nectar, were also outlined.

The disordered chapters are urgent!

Chapter 128 The Alluring Mature Mother and the Pure White Knight (First Update)

The noble and alluring black-stockinged female knight Cassandra, and the elegant and beautiful pure white female knight Sera, this mother and daughter knight pair were the first female knights Asmodie possessed after coming into this world.

Secondly, there is the entire Purple Nightingale Knights.

This incredibly voluptuous and alluring mother-daughter pair, with their plump, firm, and incredibly smooth long legs, and their long, straight, sexy, and exquisite breasts, are truly a stunningly beautiful mother-daughter duo.

The noble and mature charm of spring, the noble and beautiful dashing style, the mature and alluring flesh of a woman who gave birth safely, the sexy and tight flesh of a woman with big breasts and honey buttocks, the plump and firm long legs in oily silk, the sexy and alluring long stockings, paired with their fragrant, soft and smooth oily silk feet in high-heeled silver boots and the exquisite and lustrous feet of the knight in stockings.

In Asmody's harem, the mother and daughter were practically his favorite pair of female knights and concubines, second only to the elegant and mature Countess Osalia and the noble and aloof black-stockinged noblewoman Catherine. (The remaining text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

Of the two pairs of mothers and daughters, the Knight Princess and her daughter in front of them were the first pair that Asmodie shared with her.

Asmodeus approached the cave of the female slave knight and her daughter as if admiring and savoring his own spoils of war.

This mother and daughter, right now, are like mares used as breeding grounds after a defeat. Their plump, firm legs and sexy, alluring high boots are straight and taut. Their plump, soft, and round buttocks are left for Asmodée to admire at will.

Cassandra's voluptuous, firm, and fleshy long legs not only possess the voluptuousness of a seductive mature woman, but also the tightness and slender, plump curves of a knight-errant, making her an extremely superior, top-quality seductive mature woman's cannon rig.

The plump thighs wrapped in oil-colored pantyhose, the sheen of the knight's thighs alone exuding a mature and fleshy feel, while also possessing the firmness and plumpness of a knight.

Asmody simply held on, and felt the smooth, firm flesh filling his fingers. He could almost imagine that if he were wrapped and ground by such a pair of firm, plump, oily legs, even the most savage and arrogant beast would be defeated in an instant.

If, while the fleshy legs are wrapped around the beast's grinding, the ripe, juicy, and tender flesh is then ground up, and the woman is placed on top to grind and extract the juice, then I doubt any male could withstand such alluring and mature charm.

However, in front of Asmodie, these plump, firm, and voluptuous legs of a voluptuous woman could only be used as a platform for him to carry on his shoulders and resist the arbitrary invasion and fertilization of his legs.

That ferocious, burly beast could easily push aside those smooth, oily thighs, and thrust its waist against the plump, butterfly-shaped, oily-stockinged vulva of the beautiful knight, with its head even pressing against her soft, fleshy belly covered in oily stockings.

The all-encompassing beauty of this woman in Castelia, with her glossy black stockings and fragrant, soft feet treading on high-strap, over-the-knee silver boots, is so alluring that even the slightest glimpse of her alluring, mature genitals between her heavy skirt and boots is enough to make any man's mouth dry.

And those plump, ripe peach-like breasts that stretched the heavy armor out of shape, exuding a feminine fragrance, were especially alluring when this seductive knight rode her warhorse onto the saddle, or when she moved her long, silky legs, causing her two plump breasts to sway slightly. They were the epitome of the seductive charm and allure of a mature, beautiful woman.

And right now...

Asmodie looked at the beautiful female knight before her, kneeling like a female slave, her large, naturally-protruding breasts stretched taut by the white knight's ceremonial trousers, which were almost bursting at the seams.

He casually reached out his large hand and slapped it roughly, as if using a brothel for a female slave!

"Snap?—"

"Hmm?~~~"

Two plump and round breasts, when gently patted, trembled like ripe, juicy peaches restrained by a rubbery leather jacket, creating extremely soft and fleshy ripples. The two mounds of oily hair wrapped under the tight trousers swayed up and down wildly.

This usually noble and alluring woman, after being so humiliated, could only let out a high-pitched, soft, and seductive moan from her honeyed lips, which were filled with a bright red gag. Her two plump mounds, after being slapped, swayed gently in front of Asmodie, like the brooding ...

Clearly, Cassandra, the alluring knight-errant who was coveted by countless people in Castella and even the surrounding countlands,

No matter how proud and dignified she was, her mature and alluring flesh had completely become Asmodie's harem for casual use. Even after just a rough pat during childbirth, her plump vulva, outlined by her tight trousers, began to ooze a dark, honey-like stain.

After a light pat, Asmody hooked the corner of the tight-fitting trousers and gently pulled them down.

"Clatter?—"

The long, slender trousers of the female knight's attire, already stretched to their limit, were easily pushed down with just a slight pull, causing two mounds of her mature, alluring breasts to tremble and leap out of the trousers, like plump, ripe cakes coated in sweet, creamy honey, creating ripples of soft, honeyed flesh.

Beneath the glossy black pantyhose, the plump vulva, already slick with honeyed nectar and incredibly moist, was clearly ready to be violated by Asmody at any moment. Moreover, the black, waist-length, open-front lace suspender panties not only failed to provide any concealment but also dug deeply into the sides of her ripe thighs, completely exposing the plump vulva to the ferocious beast.

"Huh? ~~Eek? ~~~"

Asmody casually kneaded the two slick, plump mounds of black silk stockings, his fingertips sinking deep into the smooth, silky buttocks. It was as if a tall, strong chef was kneading two balls of oily, honey-sweetened dough. Even a gentle kneading made the soft, smooth, black silk stockings tremble up and down.

These glossy black stockings didn't just wrap around her plump, firm waist as usual; instead, they outlined the fleshy curves of her waist and the contours of her abs before moving upwards and wrapping around the opening that served as her vaginal opening. Clearly, they were a one-piece black stockings.

On Cassandra's fair and plump back, there was an extremely seductive lace cutout pattern that extended to the point of full maturity, vaguely revealing half of her fair, soft, and oily breasts and the fragrant cleft of her buttocks.

Clearly, beneath the outwardly noble, elegant, dignified, and luxurious white knight's attire lies an extremely seductive and revealing bodysuit of glossy, open-front black stockings. The contrast between nobility and seduction, elegance and mature allure, is enough to take one's breath away.

Asmody slightly arched his back, his ferocious, burly beast pressing against the plump, moist vulva hidden beneath the glossy black stockings of the alluring knight amidst her soft, sensual moans.

With just a gentle rub, ripe female nectar gushed out, the two lips, outlined like ripe butterflies by glossy black stockings, were pushed apart by the sticky nectar, just like kneading a creamy bun.

Clearly, this alluring, mature woman, this plump and tender vulva, was ready to be violated.

If even the usually noble and alluring female knight is like this, then what about the noble and beautiful pure white female knight's daughter beside her?

Asmodian glanced at the pure white knight Sera to the side. Compared to her alluring and mature mother, this noble and beautiful pure white knight was also an exquisite beauty.

As a noble and beautiful princess knight with a tall and sexy figure, her ample breasts and honey-colored buttocks are extremely sexy and firm. Sera's tight and straight legs are alluring, not only plump but also sexy and fit like a princess knight. Her curves are straight and smooth. Compared to the voluptuous and voluptuous legs of her seductive and mature mother, her sexy and alluring white and jade-like long legs are also top-notch.

Elegant and firm curves, long and alluring straight length, those fair and plump snow-white thighs, even without pantyhose and flesh-hugging stockings, are enough to make those lowly males instantly collapse when they are wrapped up with a ferocious beast, just by gently rolling with an arrogant expression, making those two round and snowy buttocks tremble and ripple with snowy waves.

Not to mention the plump and firm legs of the female knight, which are currently wrapped in tight and slim white female knight trousers, outlining a sexy and smooth curve. Underneath these luxurious and elegant female knight trousers, she is obviously wearing extremely revealing glossy black pantyhose, just like her charming and mature mother. She can be described as a top-quality sex toy.

Asmody simply slid his hand into her plump, firm thighs. Compared to her voluptuous, mature, and alluring mother, Sera's firm, supple, and plump touch, along with her slender and graceful curves, made her an excellent choice for various positions, including rear-entry, leg-supporting, side-lying, splits, and even staking out.

These exquisite boots, coveted by countless people, were nothing more than a prop, often carried on Asmodeus's shoulder as a support for his legs.

Most of the time, these alluring women, who often wore high-heeled boots and crystal sandals and walked with elegant steps, were simply being carried on his shoulders and thrust into him, or he would grab their two sexy and delicate white jade feet and place them on the knight's shoulders, forcing their smooth and moist white jade vulva to completely turn into a spring well, being driven and saturated by the ferocious and savage beast.

And those exquisite white jade feet, in the eyes of outsiders, whether they are wearing haughty and dashing high-heeled leather boots, cool and sexy strappy open-toe high-heeled sandals, or noble and elegant crystal high heels, are enough to make people yearn to be trampled under her feet with her haughty and disdainful charm, her fair and flawless beautiful feet hooking up her high heels.

If one were to grasp these two lustrous, jade-like feet of the princess knight, and use this noble and beautiful pure white princess knight as her exquisite jade feet and cannon shoes under her humiliating and disgusted gaze, just doing this step would be an extremely ecstatic enjoyment.

However, beneath Asmodeus, those exquisite, white, and jade-like feet of the ultimate knight were merely handles for him to assume the anti-leg submissive position, lifting those two noble and sexy high-heeled feet over his shoulders, with the soles of the high heels facing upwards.