Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
A wrestling match occurred for a short while in the dimly-lit room. Roel, despite his disadvantageous position, tried his best to struggle free, flinging his arms and legs with the intensity of Magikarp flopping around on land. Unfortunately, he was overpowered here.
Nora’s golden mana flickered several times before two pairs of golden rings locked his wrists in place. Meanwhile, Nora was locking down his waist with her body. All she had to do was to move her body a little for the reddened Roel to dare not move anymore.
“Why don’t you continue struggling? I like it when you struggle.”
“You really are a pervert!”
“It has already been two years, but your mouth is still as sharp as ever.”
With his attempt to rebel a failure, Roel was rendered utterly helpless before Tyrant Nora as she stroked his cheeks lightly. It was hard to tell whether her sapphire eyes were twinkling due to the golden radiance of her mana or something else, and her sadistic smile was growing wider and wider. An idea seemed to have come to her mind as she prodded Roel’s cheeks mischievously.
“Why don’t we try this? If you bark once and call me master, I'll consider letting you off. What do you think about it?”
Nora grabbed the collar of Roel’s suit as her eyes narrowed in excitement. Anticipation was written all over her face as she gazed down on the boy lying beneath her.
“Though I want to put you under my foot, that would soil your clothes. Would you be more receptive to it if I do it barefoot?”
“Receptive your head!”
Faced with the double insult to his body and his dignity, Roel’s cheeks twitched as he cursed out loud. The reason why he struggled so desperately earlier was because he knew that something bad was bound to happen if Nora managed to get her hands on him.
Indeed, his intuition didn’t fail him!
“Haven’t you slain your fair share of deviants at the eastern border? You should have satisfied your sadism there, no?”
“Well, the cries of those monsters are indeed music to my ears. But, if I have to be honest, it isn’t stimulating enough.”
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