The Holy Grail is a miracle relic originating from the legend of Christ
There are also many legends about travelers who pursue the Holy Grail in the Christian cultural circle.
Then when the Holy Grail that appears is judged as true by the Church of the Church, its battle will break out for granted for granted
The battle to pursue this Holy Grail as a holy relic is the Holy Grail War in a broad sense
At the end of the 18th century, some Westerners set foot on the Japanese land of Yustisa Rizziles and Von.
Einzberen, Machiri Zorgen, each of whom is an extraordinary person, is a magician
In the extreme eastern foreign states that cannot be reached by the surveillance eye of the Magic Society and the Church of the Holy Church, they began the history of the Holy Grail of Winter Wood.
Every sixty years, the Holy Grail will appear in Toonki City
It has the power to realize no matter what wish it is
Only the final winners will be given this right
Around the 726th Holy Grail observed in the extreme east, the magicians launched a blood-washed war. Saber, Lancer, Archer, Rider, Caster, Assassin, Berserker, only one group of 7 servants and their masters can get the favor of the Holy Grail.
Originally, the priests of the church should be the ones who pursue the miracle of the Holy Grail, rather than the heretics with thin faith.
However, Tomoki's Holy Grail War was essentially the three families of Einzberen, Machiri and Tosaka, in order to reach their roots
The huge ritual system planned
The heroic spirit of existence that has been transformed into a legend after death and has become a target of faith has appeared in the world and become a servant through the Holy Grail system.
The summoned hero cooperates with the emperor and fights with other servants
In the end, the Great Holy Grail will use the phenomenon of the dead follower's soul to return to the throne of the heroic spirit to fix the holes connected to the outside of the world that reach the root. This is the whole picture of the follower's system.
However, all this came to an abrupt end four years ago
The Masaji Department, who tried to occupy the Great Holy Grail, and Tosaka, who had the right to manage the Tomogi Spirit Land, had a fierce conflict between them.
After a great commotion comparable to the Holy Grail War, the Great Holy Grail was disintegrated
The Holy Grail War in Touki City has come to a complete end
However, what will not be recorded in the literature of the clock tower is that after the disintegration of the Great Holy Grail in the large hollow of Yuanzangshan, a person who should have died was found.
Hmunculus in Einzbelen
Alice Fill is an artificial man prepared as a little holy grail
The Einzberen family married her to Kiritsugu Emiya, a mercenary known as the magician killer, to win him over to fight for the Fourth Holy Grail War, but was eventually betrayed.
As a tool, her soul should have died at the moment when the Holy Grail came, but for some reason she was preserved in the Great Holy Grail.
After the Great Holy Grail was disintegrated, she was able to be Susheng with the help of the body of the Winter Saint Yustisa, who formed the foundation of the Great Holy Grail.
Finally rescued by Kiritsugu Emiya's adopted son, Shirou Emiya
After that, she moved into Emiya's house as the vassal of Kiritsugu Emiya and lived with Emiya Shirou
Later, Shirou reached an agreement with the Legal and Political Department and brought Rin and Sakura back to the UK.
However, Alicefil stayed in Japan because of his special identity and did not go to the clock tower together. It has been two years since
V8 roars, the 55L naturally aspirated engine sings loudly, driving a silver-gray SLS AMG all the way to the Hebei District
Kiritsugu once brought an SL300 to Einzberen Castle, one of Alicefil's favorite toys
This 50-year-old heir to the owl wing was a gift from Shirou to his adopted mother.
After several turns, Ali driver SLS drove through the back door into the back door of the Uyghur Palace. Her toys were newly opened a few years ago. They couldn't enter the yard through the front door.
During the two years of staying alone in Japan, Alice Fir became more and more fond of playing cars. In order to provide a large number of toys, a new garage was built underground.
The garage that is enough to park thirty cars is filled with various Mercedes, perhaps because of its initial attachment, Alice Fill especially loves this brand
The car door was closed in a hurry, and the woman walked towards the main house anxiously
Thinking of being able to reunite with her adopted son who had not seen each other for two years, Ari couldn't help but feel hot in her heart. When she learned that Shirou had returned, she immediately ended her vacation early and drove back to Tomki from Hokkaido.
Shirou, I'm back! A pleasant voice sounded in the main house, but no one responded
Alas? Is Shirou not at home? It's supper time now, maybe I'm going out for dinner
In order to give Shiro a surprise, he did not tell him the news that he had come back early, so it was normal for him to be away. Although this is the case, Aili felt a little lost in her heart for some reason.
A sukiyaki dish not far from the residential area on the Tomogi
AhAh, I haven't seen each other for two years, and my Shirou has become handsome again. The 37-year-old Yamato Fujimura took a sip of soju and said with some feelings. Unlike me, I'm getting older again.
How could it be, Sister Teng has always been so young
Shirou said while sweeping the beef into the pot. Not to mention that compared with two years ago, there was no change when I first left Japan nine years ago.
Alas, Shirou is becoming more and more able to speak. Fujimura picks up the beef with chopsticks and puts it in his mouth. Alas, in a blink of an eye... Ah... ten years have passed
Well, time flies so fast. Shirou also picked up the wine glass and took a sip. But compared to what Daikawa said, he probably remembered more about the Holy Grail War ten years ago.
When Shirou said he was going to study in the UK, he really scared me. A look of nostalgia flashed in Fujimura's eyes, recalling that you obviously couldn't even speak English well at that time.
It's Ah. Thanks to Sister Teng help me make up for my lessons, I didn't even have to communicate when I arrived in the UK.
It's strange, with the standard Japanese English taught by Fujimura, Shirou really had a lot of difficulties in basic communication when he first arrived in the UK.
God knows how hard it took him to practice the received Prnunciatin, who is still a good man.
Fujimura picked up the wine glass and took a sip. My sister has raised you for ten years, and Tosaka hooked her fingers and hooked you away.
I think this is up to the question of whom I want to be discussed
It's also right. After all, you're still hanging her now. Fujimura put down his wine glass with a little excited. It's been so many years, do you really plan to keep dragging it like this?
What Fujimura is talking about is naturally Shirou's two girlfriends, Rin Tosaka and Sakura Maki
Nine years ago, Shirou and Rin went to study in the UK as lovers. Since returning to China four years ago, Sakura has added. Since then, Shirou has been dating two people at the same time.
This kind of thing is naturally hard to accept, but given the three of them enjoy it, she has no position to blame too much, but given that they all enjoy it.
Today I met again after a long separation, and I couldn't help but say it with the help of drinking
This...well...they are not in a hurry...Rin and Sakura's affairs are extremely complicated, involving their true identity as magicians.
They are actually biological sisters. Sakura has been insulted at the Maki family since she was a child and cannot reveal anything to Sister Fuji, so Shirou can only tell me one word.
Shirou, you are really, aren’t they waiting for you to make a decision?
Sister Teng is getting more and more excited. You were young before, and I couldn’t say anything about playing High. Now you three are not young anymore. You can choose one as soon as possible to be good for everyone. Isn’t this delaying them?
This...Ah...Well... Shirou took a sip of wine and didn't answer the conversation
Actually, the problem that Sister Teng is concerned about does not exist
The magic world does not pursue monogamy, and the current lord of the basic department, Tranbelio, has nine wives.
But of course, this cannot be said.
AhAhAh, what should I do? Ah Kiritsugu, Shirou has become a scumbag
Under the influence of alcohol, Fujimura has started talking nonsense. Leave your widow alone in Japan and take your girl to live in London by yourself.
Ah, that, I don't live in London now, and this time I'm going to pick her up back to the UK
When Shirou returned to the UK, he had agreed to take Alicefil to the UK in three years.
After the past two years of hard work, he has taken some initial roots in the UK, and all aspects of temptation and calculation have come to an end.
Taking advantage of the huge wealth seized by the attack on the deadly disciple Rubarre, Shirou purchased a spiritual land in Hampshire and built a complete workshop system, which already had enough power to protect the adoptive mother.
So this time, in addition to the request of Long Er, he also planned to take his adopted mother back to the UK for maintenance in advance.
Ah? Is this true? Fujimura was stunned for a moment, and then said with relief. Ali must be very happy, right? She has been very lonely in the past two years. Every time she chats with me, it is you who she says
Well, that's the best
To be honest, what Fujimura said was slightly beyond Shiro's perception
He and Aili have neither blood relationship nor experience in raising him. The relationship between the two parties is completely from Kiritsugu, and they have always been a little embarrassed when they get along.
Especially in the last few months before leaving Japan, Shirou vaguely felt that his adopted mother was consciously hiding from him. This was one of the reasons why Shirou did not take her to the UK.
Is that need to be said? If you weren't her adopted son, I would have suspected that she likes you... In this way, Fujimura said a lot, half drunk and half awake, Shirou just listened quietly, and he continued a few words from time to time.
If there were uncertainties and possible when we left two years ago, we both knew very well this time that Shirou had to settle in the UK is undoubtedly sure
Although it wasn't said that he wouldn't come back, Shirou said goodbye to Japan this time
Fujimura, who understood this, became very talked more. Starting from Shirou's childhood, he talked endlessly about some past events until she was completely drunk and Shirou sent her home.
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Medi Organ
Ah, yeah... Medea pulled the rope formed by magic, pulling Joan of Arc on a chair with armrests and riding on the left and right armrests, lifting his butt high and backwards
In an unprepared posture, the secret of the valley was completely clearly seen by the people behind him.
Hehe, let's fix it like this. With a chuckle, the magician in purple released magic, and the magical wire harness locked the saint's feet firmly
In this way, Joan of Arc opened his double strands and rode his hands, his feet seemed to be holding the back of a chair, and his lower body was completely restrained.
On the other hand, the magic rope wrapped around his arms was reconnected to the roof, and his body was forced to lean forward on the back of the chair, just revealing his plump peaks.
As her hands were lifted up, her breasts stood up in a more prominent posture, protruding pointedly at the front cherry, and her feet were opened up sharply. The triangle area of the lower body was almost exposed without any concealment. The bulge of the pubic mound and the cracks in the triangle area could also be seen at a glance.
But the one that can best satisfy the lust of the abuser is definitely the anus posture of the girl who fully looks forward from the anus to the yin.
, a pair of jade feet boarded the armrest of the chair, forced the holy girl's naked buttocks to be raised high in the air, and even wider the thighs so that the anus hidden in it was completely exposed.
No matter how shy the girl was, she could not use her own strength to cover the daisy, which forced her to wait for the responsibility she would do under the torture of shame and humiliation.
It's worthy of being Medea, really good
Long Er's red face clearly reflected his excited expression. His tongue licked his dry lips, and his eyes kept scanning Joan of Arc's naked body up and down, then stretched out his hands forward, slowly rubbed his white and slippery buttocks back and forth, and pinched them twice from time to time. He was obviously extremely addicted.
On the other hand, Medea is putting various exquisite props on the table, several bottles of different shapes, with deep groove engraved bolts, different thicknesses of beads, white enamel basins, and some utensils that Long Er didn't know. However, the most eye-catching one is an extra-large syringe with a thickness of 500ml.
What a modern instrument, I thought I could see the unique enema tools in the Greek era. Long Er had a lewd smile on his face
Times are progressing, and I also want to try these new things. This is the result of Medea's mistaken technique for this era last night
This is a magic potion specially prepared for you, but, these things should be considered a piece of cake when used as a saint and servant. The waves Medea gently brushed across the various ceremonial props on the table with a faint magic color. Finally, he picked up the copper syringe about the thickness of her arm, and showed a sweet smile on his mouth. Then he opened a pottery bottle and slowly sucked the potion contained in it into the syringe.
This is the concentration I specially prepared for you, even the servants can't stand it. Medea smiled and slowly sucked the potion into the syringe.
Huan... Intestines? Joan of Arc couldn't help but wondered. Although she didn't know what this meant, her body instinctively shivered.
Ah, don't Joan of Arc know?
Long Er stroked Joan of Arc's buttocks with his fingers, and said leisurely. I will insert this syringe into your asshole and slowly inject the potion inside. Then Joan of Arc will unbearable to excrete all the filth.
Ah... Just hearing this, Joan of Arc's face turned pale involuntarily. Why do you want to do such a thing...
Of course it is for anal sex. Is it better to welcome my introduction after cleaning it?
His fingers were twitching on Joan of Arc's anus with bad intentions, and Long Er attacked the saint's spirit with a naughty language. I heard that you were gang-raped in prison. Why, have they not used this place?
No...please...please stop
No matter how unwilling you are, the strong binding force of the curse or force the girl to answer the question. Even if you want my body, there is no need to do such unclean behavior.
Hahaha, are you asking me to use my pussy? Long Er couldn't help laughing. Is the Holy Virgin invited me to seize your virgin?
I did not mean that……
Then there is nothing to do. Long Er said, taking the enema device from Medea's hand. So first, let's clean the asshole first.
Gu... Woo... Faced with an unimaginable evil drama, Joan of Arc couldn't help but develop an escape mentality. He lowered his head and tried to hide the expression on his face. Although he was trying hard to endure it, his body could not help but tremble slightly
The double curse and Caster's magic oppress the girl's nerves from the inside and outside. Even the heroes who have been famous in history are not much different from ordinary girls at this time.
Joan of Arc's round snow buttocks were raised high, so smooth that it was like a carefully polished jade ball. Long Er's left hand was grabbing it, and his fingertips were sinking into the white and strong round buttocks, showing its perfect elasticity to the fullest, and even spreading the buttocks' petals, revealing the small and exquisite daisy in the middle of the buttocks groove.
The slightly opened flesh holes are dotted with a hint of seductive redness, making people unable to help but imagine the smooth, soft and tight interior.
That's right, that's the pose
Long Er's eyes flashed with excitement and cruel light, and he pressed the tip of the enema glass against Joan of Arc's anus, slowly passed through the mucosa with his mouth tube, and penetrated the girl's anus.
The girl bit her lower lip and was reluctant to make a weak sound, but her body couldn't help but straighten.
Hahaha, the tube twitched when biting the asshole tightly, Joan of Arc
Long Er deliberately pulled out the mouth tube slightly, and Joan of Arc's anus was twitching like a frightened and pulled back, completely falling into the sight of both of them.
It's going to be injected. This is the enema specially made by Medea. It may cause a little pain, but it must be no problem for you. After all, you are a Saint Virgin Ah
As he spoke, Long Er slowly pressed down the piston
Alas... Joan of Arc raised his head and tried his best to pluck the power in his anus, tugging the nozzle with all his strength, but it was useless. A stream of cold medicine was constantly poured into his hot intestines, like a poisonous snake constantly arching into his body, filling his intestines bit by bit
The girl closed her lips tightly, revealing her fair neck and leaning back
The clenched teeth clattered, and the waist automatically twisted
Because of the disgusting shame, I felt a chill on my back and a whispered from my mouth.
Ah…come in again… don’t!
Hahaha, it's just the beginning. Joan of Arc sauce will be poured into you without leaving a drop, so you must taste it well
Long Er deliberately delayed the time and slowly pressed down the piston
That is to let Joan of Arc completely experience the taste of humiliation
This kind of thing...even though I suffered a lot in prison before my death, I have never experienced this humiliation
The retrograde dislocation and expansion came from the inside of the intestines, which made people feel unprecedentedly strange. If Long Er hadn't watched from behind, she would have really wanted to excrete it like this.
However, even if she didn't care about the humiliation of incontinence in front of her, it was useless. Her enema fluid was still being squeezed into her body from the anus door, pressing all the refluxed liquid into her
Then, when the potion started to take effect, it was another experience
The cold potion gradually warmed up on Joan of Arc's body temperature, and then continued to soar, bringing a burning sting like a needle. It was better to say that it was a magma than a filling fluid!
The viscous liquid was like a burning fire flowing in the saint's intestines. The explosive heat quickly changed into a burning and uncomfortable feeling. The body felt like it was about to explode. The anus was full of burning pain, spreading from the intestines to other organs at the same time, and finally the whole body began to twitch and restlessly.
The strong sense of stool hit Joan of Arc's nerves one after another. The girl's eyes lost focus and became blurred. Her whole body was covered with fragrant sweat as big as beans. I don't know if it was the hot sweat that was flowing out of violent struggle or the cold sweat that was burning like a burning cramp on her abdomen. The violent soreness in her lower abdomen was gradually eroding and swallowing all her self-esteem.
The fair pretty face felt a hint of unhealthy blush, and then it was forced to turn white by the pain, from red to white, and from white to red
Haha, Joan of Arc looks very enjoyable
Long Er laughed and deliberately let go of the piston a little. He watched Joan of Arc's instinctive squirming and pushed the potion back slightly, and then he deliberately smiled and pushed hard to make the girl give up all her previous efforts.
This kind of practice of going back and forth is like a tug-of-war, making the whole process full of erotic and lewd colors, like a cat playing with a mouse, cruelly oppressing Joan of Arc's consciousness
No, don't...
Finally, Joan of Arc couldn't bear it and sobbed in a low voice, his body shaking constantly, and his waist twisted desperately.
However, these futile struggles could not stop Yao Ye from injecting, and moans gradually mixed into the crying sounds.
It is worthy of being a masochist saint, and he began to fall in love with this feeling so soon. Ah The inexperienced Long Er may not be able to discover it, but he cannot escape Medea's tempered eyes and immediately speaks sarcastic
Just now, Medea deliberately did not speak and let Long Er do it, so that he could enjoy the pleasure of dominating as much as possible.
Now that Joan of Arc's situation has changed, she naturally knows that it's time for her to appear. She really lets the newbies control the rhythm. Then, no matter how training is done, she will stop.
So, what's going on in front? Without giving Joan of Arc a chance to breathe, Medea continued to chase and slid his fingers towards the girl's vagina
Ah... Please stop! As if you were to hide something, the girl exclaimed in surprise
However, of course, this could not stop Medea's movements. When the girl closed her clam lips and was separated, the lost honey liquid flowed out, and a few thin silver threads hung down.
It turned out to be so wet, Joan of Arc really likes enema Ah Medea pretended to be surprised and deliberately humiliated Joan of Arc in an exaggerated tone.
No, no...not...the girl retorted weakly
So, how should I explain the vaginal fluid that is so wet that it flows out? Medea's masochist Saint Medea's movement is like carefully confirming the structure of the vagina, peeling off the foreskin at the apex of the gap, exposing the granulation.
Don't...AhAh...
Joan of Arc's sobs became loud and was bullied by enema, and was scared by such evil teasing.
Let me go... Finally, I whispered to beg for mercy
The feeling of being injected with medicine is hard to describe in words, and the feeling of the most sensitive clitoris being rotated and fiddled...
While Joan of Arc felt disgusted in his heart, he also noticed that his body became hot and numb.
I can't understand why I feel this way, and the more I think about it, the more numb the body becomes. The hot pain also makes the body more active and devoted, making Joan of Arc feel abnormal
It seems that you prefer the type behind, so I will call you a Holy Anal Girl in the future. Medea was also extremely satisfied with Joan of Arc's reaction.
In my countless training experiences, enema has always been Medea's most trusted method
No matter how proud or stubborn you are, you will be quickly defeated after being forced to vent in front of others.
The magical achievements learned from her aunt Karkha made her able to prepare the desired effect as she wished
Sometimes, she lets the potion be filled with pain, and they are willing to do anything to avoid the torture.
Sometimes, she adds aphrodisiac elements to the potion, allowing women to gain pleasure and even climax in their incomparable shame, thereby destroying their dignity
Sometimes, she adds addictive potions to the potions, which makes them extremely scared but has to beg for enema
During the long years that are unimaginable to ordinary people, Medea never clings to the rules of the past, but constantly explores fresh models
This time, she did not add any aphrodisiac magic to the potion, but just wanted to suppress Joan of Arc's self-esteem by forcibly excreting, but made Joan of Arc flow. This unprecedented situation surprised Medea very much.
She has played with many women who are sensitive to the anus, and it is not uncommon for them to be trained to have estrus on enema.
However, the first time the enema was injected with such a large dose and intensity, but it could produce such a good feeling. Medea also obtained such a body for the first time.
Just as Medea was correcting his training plan, the piston was finally pushed to the bottom.
It's really worthy of being Joan Arc's Ah, hehe, he swallowed 1000cc of enema completely for the first time. Long Er said this and pulled out his mouth tube.
Woo, woo...
Joan of Arc bit his lips tightly, twisting his naked body the more he shook, the more he became more violent and chaotic, but the girl could no longer calm down.
Because of the feeling of being completely activated, the muscles near the anus tightly contracted, and the perfectly shaped anus buds trembled like twitching.
The small hole in the center had already unbearable purple muddy water emerged, like a leaking pipe head
If it weren't for the act of excreting in front of others that was too ashamed, she would have erupted all of it, right?
Joan of Arc is now clamping his anus tightly, but his body is almost out of control at this moment. He has been tortured by the potion poured into the intestines to the extreme that the body can bear. It is only a matter of time before he breaks through the limit of the spirit.
Not OK! It can't be lined up yet
Long Er took the anal bolt handed over by Medea, and immediately stuffed Joan of Arc's anus with it. The side of the bolt was engraved with spiral grooves. These grooves just stuck the texture of the anal wall, so that the bolt would not be squeezed out easily. Oh, ah! So... so uncomfortable!
As the chrysanthemum was squeezed open by a thick and hard object, Joan of Ar's beautiful buttocks and the sphincter of the chrysanthemum involuntarily contracted, but this instead made the potion staying at the entrance stimulate the intestines when the muscles contracted. The desire to excrete was strengthened, and the violent stool was unconscious to impact the inner intestines, but the exit was embolized, and the hands and feet were also bound, making it impossible for her to pull out the embolism by herself, and she was suffering. The uncomfortable scene was only to become an admiring scene of the abuser.
Then, let you feel more. Behind Joan of Arc, Medea took the whip and pretended not to see Long Er's eager expression, and directly thrust towards Joan of Arc's elastic buttocks.
Yes, don't Ah
Come on, twist your butts as much as you like, so that you can better please the man. The whip sheath falls on the saint's plump naked buttocks like raindrops. If you can do it well, you can pull the bolt off for you!
Ah...
With great humiliation, Joan of Arc twisted her butt herself. In order to liberate from the hell of despair as soon as possible, she had to do inferior behavior to cater to the desires of the trainer.
In a trance, the memories of the past were evoked
That is, in the last days of life, unfortunately fell into the hands of the enemy and suffered insults
At first, I tried to resist, but finally surrendered under cruel violence and had to do all kinds of shameful behaviors to avoid punishment
No, such a beautiful action is completely unqualified. Medea waved his whip mercilessly and raised his butt a little higher!
Woo... Woo... I almost subconsciously obeyed that order. Until now, the girl has no energy to resist anything.
Hum, it was done well, and the mouth below was also opened, so you could see it inside!
Ryuu Er let out a lewd smile behind him, using obscene words to describe the girl's sexual organs
But the fact was also as he said. In the forward bent position, he raised his butt high, and the wide open labia majora were separated from each other. The pink mons pubis was completely exposed to the sight from behind. The continuous flow of vaginal fluid had already wet the entire chair.
That's it, continue your hip-twisting dance! The whip in the witch's hand continues to fall
Slap!
Yiwu!
The whip fell on his naked buttocks one after another, constantly pushing Joan of Arc's sense of humiliation
To cater to the man's perverted desires, she twisted her butt in a low voice, which made the girl feel very uncomfortable, but she also knew that if she could not satisfy the teacher's favor, she would not be liberated from the cruel questioning.
The meaningless resistance does not help preserve one's dignity, and the knowledge that was forced to learn during those days is constantly reviving
AhAh let me go...oh, it's no longer possible!
Slap!
Hehe, keep twisting her butt
The holy girl who was stuck in anus with an enclosure and could not defecate was performed under Medea's whip and twisted her buttocks.
She stepped on the chair and her hands were raised. In the forward bent position, the hairless genitals in the vaginal fissure behind her reflected wet light, and were encapsulated with anus buds spreading around her eyes, looking really full of inverted obscene meaning.
Slap!
Ah...Ah is no longer possible...please...let me release it!
The moment the girl said that, her heart was finally broken down
Oh? What does Joan Arc want to release? Long Er asked with a lewd smile
Please stop teasing me again... I will be obedient... I beg for mercy with humble words. Please let me go to the bathroom...
Hahahahaha, Long Er couldn't help laughing wildly. You mean, you are willing to be my female slave
Yes...yes...I dare not resist anymore...Please forgive me...
Unfortunately, just before Long Er planned to accept it, Medea broke her hope first.
Since that's the case, let's get it out here. The witch's words are extremely cruel
Don't...I can't do that...
Do you still dare to disobey now?
Yi! Ah! The unbearable whip pain occurred near the perineum at the bottom of the valley, causing Joan of Arc to scream miserable
Dancing! Keep twisting! Disobedient guys will punish you for one night to twist your hips!
Slap!
I understand! I understand! Please let me go! Under the double oppression of whipping and defecation, Joan of Arc finally said the words of surrender
Oh? What did you understand? The witch asked mercilessly
I'll be obedient... I'll just line it up here...
The saint had to surrender and said it, and the strong sense of humiliation made her cry.
However, the true meaning of training lies in this: it makes the slave submit to the dominant again and again, and each surrender causes reason to be corrupted a little, and finally it will completely turn from resistance to a wrongly abusive pleasure
As a slave, you can't defecate anywhere.
However, Medea obviously did not intend to let Joan of Arc go like this. She picked up the pottery pot and placed it on the ground about one meter behind Joan of Arc to spray it all on the potty here!
That kind of thing...
If you don't want it, then keep dancing!
Ah...I did it! I did it so please pull out the penise! Under Medea's threat, the girl whined anxiously. Now is no longer the time to consider whether it can be done.
Hehe, that's right. The witch who got a complete victory finally reached out to grab the anal bolt, rotated in the opposite direction when it was inserted, and slowly pulled it out of the body.
OK, come out!
...AhAh... After the instantaneous hardness of the body and the blank consciousness, the strong desire for defecation immediately burst out, and the potion mixed with feces gushed out like a dam
Ah After a long blockage, the excretion pleasure was also magnified several times.
The dense nerves at the mouth of the anus seem to have received the stimulation of electric shock. When the electric shock was stimulated, the dense nerves at the mouth of the anus seemed to have received the stimulation. The strong stimulation almost made Joan of Arc's brain crash. The snow-white body, slightly crimson and fragrant sweat, trembled violently, almost as if she had reached an orgasm.
The gushing heat flow deviated from the potty, mostly sputtering on the floor, and the air emitted a filthy smell, reminding Joan of Arc that he had just done something shameless.
The holy girl was so ashamed that shed two lines of clear tears. The eruption just now seemed to have brought dignity and shame out of her body. The pink chrysanthemum that was freed was slightly turned out like a bloom, and it was still squirming like a small mouth, and accompanied by a small amount of purple paste liquid bubbled and continued to flow outward.
There is a burning feeling in the intestines, but it is not just pain, but an indescribable numbness.
However, Joan of Arc was panicked and found that his body seemed to enjoy the strange feeling that he had gained pleasure from this lowly behavior, which made Joan of Arc feel extremely frightened.
This won't work, it's all splashed out. Medea waved his hand and cleared all the filth and smell on the ground. He must punish him well.
What are you going to do? At this time, Joan of Arc no longer had the courage to speak hard, and asked cowardly like a frightened lamb.
Slaves who have lost their etiquette must be trained well, so repeat the enema until they succeed.
The terrible enema scene, I still don't know when it will last
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Tomoki, Emiya's room, mature woman lying on her back on the bed, her mouth full of lustful heat
Ah...No...this thing...
The collar is open, and large areas of snow-white skin are exposed to the air
The left hand had already climbed up the perky breasts, and his fingers squeezed the extremely sensitive pink buds hard, pressing the round, white and greasy big breasts that were as tall as gravity, out of the waves of bob breasts.
The beautiful and slender legs were tied together, constantly rubbing
The honey area that no one has visited for a long time has been soaked. The pantyhose has been wet with sticky nectar, dyeing the air with a lewd fragrance
Obviously... it's not possible... it will be discovered by Shirou...
Although he said that, his right hand couldn't help but reach into his underwear and headed towards the most secret place
Alicefil's body comes from the Holy Maiden of Winter. If you have to calculate carefully, you are over two hundred years old, but the third magic makes it stay in the best years.
It is not surprising that young women who are vain are not nourished for a long time will develop strong sexual desire.
However, for Alice Fell, there are more complicated and difficult to understand reasons than not wanting children to see such simple reasons.
When did it start?
At first, it was accidentally caught in the sex between adopted son and his girlfriend
The scene containing hormones can't help but arouse the long-forgotten desire in the young woman's chest
On that night, Alice Fill called the name of his deceased husband and tried his first self-deprecation in his life
Originally, this was nothing, but soon, Ari discovered that her thin longing for her husband could not satisfy her strong desire. It was not that her love for Kiritsugu was not deep enough, but that she was parasitized in the long years of the Great Holy Grail, and her memories of the past had long been faded.
Although I can still remember all the past, the passionate mood cannot be reproduced.
The desire that lacks sustenance continues to accumulate, and gradually the black thoughts are born
That should have been impossible
That should never be allowed
However, that emotion was unconsciously shifted to the man who inherited the last name.
How did it start? Alice can no longer remember
But, two years ago
The night when Shirou and his two girlfriends left Japan and headed for London
Stimulated by the sense of crisis brought by loss
For the first time, the image in Aili's mind was replaced by his face
In the past two years, there was no concern about being discovered, and there was no need to worry about the embarrassment when we got together face to face. Alice Fell became even more violent. Sometimes he would call his name to orgasm every night.
Even so
Even so, Shirou has returned
He will find it
Such rational thoughts did not allow the flame of lust to fade away, but instead made it burn more and more rationality and constraints completely burned away by the stimulation of the despicable spirit.
Um...um...um...Ah...Sirou...
The slender fingers quickly knead and twitched the pink petals, lifting the clothes to the chin and letting the pair of breast balls be exposed. While rubbing his already erect nipples, calling the man's name, the beauty's eyes drooped.
The ruby-like eyes have long been covered with a layer of lust. It is even more impossible to find that the magic circle under my body, which is stained with my lust nectar, has changed a little. Ah...Ah...Shiro...Shiro...Go...Ah...Ah...
Alice Phil, who was captured like a slut, just like a slut, knelt in this dark and cramped room without hesitation, revealing her three points, and whispering the adopted son's name to reach orgasm.
However, what the young woman who was deeply trapped in desire did not notice was that the moment she shouted that name, the footsteps stopped in front of the door for a moment, and then left as if she ran away
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There are also many legends about travelers who pursue the Holy Grail in the Christian cultural circle.
Then when the Holy Grail that appears is judged as true by the Church of the Church, its battle will break out for granted for granted
The battle to pursue this Holy Grail as a holy relic is the Holy Grail War in a broad sense
At the end of the 18th century, some Westerners set foot on the Japanese land of Yustisa Rizziles and Von.
Einzberen, Machiri Zorgen, each of whom is an extraordinary person, is a magician
In the extreme eastern foreign states that cannot be reached by the surveillance eye of the Magic Society and the Church of the Holy Church, they began the history of the Holy Grail of Winter Wood.
Every sixty years, the Holy Grail will appear in Toonki City
It has the power to realize no matter what wish it is
Only the final winners will be given this right
Around the 726th Holy Grail observed in the extreme east, the magicians launched a blood-washed war. Saber, Lancer, Archer, Rider, Caster, Assassin, Berserker, only one group of 7 servants and their masters can get the favor of the Holy Grail.
Originally, the priests of the church should be the ones who pursue the miracle of the Holy Grail, rather than the heretics with thin faith.
However, Tomoki's Holy Grail War was essentially the three families of Einzberen, Machiri and Tosaka, in order to reach their roots
The huge ritual system planned
The heroic spirit of existence that has been transformed into a legend after death and has become a target of faith has appeared in the world and become a servant through the Holy Grail system.
The summoned hero cooperates with the emperor and fights with other servants
In the end, the Great Holy Grail will use the phenomenon of the dead follower's soul to return to the throne of the heroic spirit to fix the holes connected to the outside of the world that reach the root. This is the whole picture of the follower's system.
However, all this came to an abrupt end four years ago
The Masaji Department, who tried to occupy the Great Holy Grail, and Tosaka, who had the right to manage the Tomogi Spirit Land, had a fierce conflict between them.
After a great commotion comparable to the Holy Grail War, the Great Holy Grail was disintegrated
The Holy Grail War in Touki City has come to a complete end
However, what will not be recorded in the literature of the clock tower is that after the disintegration of the Great Holy Grail in the large hollow of Yuanzangshan, a person who should have died was found.
Hmunculus in Einzbelen
Alice Fill is an artificial man prepared as a little holy grail
The Einzberen family married her to Kiritsugu Emiya, a mercenary known as the magician killer, to win him over to fight for the Fourth Holy Grail War, but was eventually betrayed.
As a tool, her soul should have died at the moment when the Holy Grail came, but for some reason she was preserved in the Great Holy Grail.
After the Great Holy Grail was disintegrated, she was able to be Susheng with the help of the body of the Winter Saint Yustisa, who formed the foundation of the Great Holy Grail.
Finally rescued by Kiritsugu Emiya's adopted son, Shirou Emiya
After that, she moved into Emiya's house as the vassal of Kiritsugu Emiya and lived with Emiya Shirou
Later, Shirou reached an agreement with the Legal and Political Department and brought Rin and Sakura back to the UK.
However, Alicefil stayed in Japan because of his special identity and did not go to the clock tower together. It has been two years since
V8 roars, the 55L naturally aspirated engine sings loudly, driving a silver-gray SLS AMG all the way to the Hebei District
Kiritsugu once brought an SL300 to Einzberen Castle, one of Alicefil's favorite toys
This 50-year-old heir to the owl wing was a gift from Shirou to his adopted mother.
After several turns, Ali driver SLS drove through the back door into the back door of the Uyghur Palace. Her toys were newly opened a few years ago. They couldn't enter the yard through the front door.
During the two years of staying alone in Japan, Alice Fir became more and more fond of playing cars. In order to provide a large number of toys, a new garage was built underground.
The garage that is enough to park thirty cars is filled with various Mercedes, perhaps because of its initial attachment, Alice Fill especially loves this brand
The car door was closed in a hurry, and the woman walked towards the main house anxiously
Thinking of being able to reunite with her adopted son who had not seen each other for two years, Ari couldn't help but feel hot in her heart. When she learned that Shirou had returned, she immediately ended her vacation early and drove back to Tomki from Hokkaido.
Shirou, I'm back! A pleasant voice sounded in the main house, but no one responded
Alas? Is Shirou not at home? It's supper time now, maybe I'm going out for dinner
In order to give Shiro a surprise, he did not tell him the news that he had come back early, so it was normal for him to be away. Although this is the case, Aili felt a little lost in her heart for some reason.
A sukiyaki dish not far from the residential area on the Tomogi
AhAh, I haven't seen each other for two years, and my Shirou has become handsome again. The 37-year-old Yamato Fujimura took a sip of soju and said with some feelings. Unlike me, I'm getting older again.
How could it be, Sister Teng has always been so young
Shirou said while sweeping the beef into the pot. Not to mention that compared with two years ago, there was no change when I first left Japan nine years ago.
Alas, Shirou is becoming more and more able to speak. Fujimura picks up the beef with chopsticks and puts it in his mouth. Alas, in a blink of an eye... Ah... ten years have passed
Well, time flies so fast. Shirou also picked up the wine glass and took a sip. But compared to what Daikawa said, he probably remembered more about the Holy Grail War ten years ago.
When Shirou said he was going to study in the UK, he really scared me. A look of nostalgia flashed in Fujimura's eyes, recalling that you obviously couldn't even speak English well at that time.
It's Ah. Thanks to Sister Teng help me make up for my lessons, I didn't even have to communicate when I arrived in the UK.
It's strange, with the standard Japanese English taught by Fujimura, Shirou really had a lot of difficulties in basic communication when he first arrived in the UK.
God knows how hard it took him to practice the received Prnunciatin, who is still a good man.
Fujimura picked up the wine glass and took a sip. My sister has raised you for ten years, and Tosaka hooked her fingers and hooked you away.
I think this is up to the question of whom I want to be discussed
It's also right. After all, you're still hanging her now. Fujimura put down his wine glass with a little excited. It's been so many years, do you really plan to keep dragging it like this?
What Fujimura is talking about is naturally Shirou's two girlfriends, Rin Tosaka and Sakura Maki
Nine years ago, Shirou and Rin went to study in the UK as lovers. Since returning to China four years ago, Sakura has added. Since then, Shirou has been dating two people at the same time.
This kind of thing is naturally hard to accept, but given the three of them enjoy it, she has no position to blame too much, but given that they all enjoy it.
Today I met again after a long separation, and I couldn't help but say it with the help of drinking
This...well...they are not in a hurry...Rin and Sakura's affairs are extremely complicated, involving their true identity as magicians.
They are actually biological sisters. Sakura has been insulted at the Maki family since she was a child and cannot reveal anything to Sister Fuji, so Shirou can only tell me one word.
Shirou, you are really, aren’t they waiting for you to make a decision?
Sister Teng is getting more and more excited. You were young before, and I couldn’t say anything about playing High. Now you three are not young anymore. You can choose one as soon as possible to be good for everyone. Isn’t this delaying them?
This...Ah...Well... Shirou took a sip of wine and didn't answer the conversation
Actually, the problem that Sister Teng is concerned about does not exist
The magic world does not pursue monogamy, and the current lord of the basic department, Tranbelio, has nine wives.
But of course, this cannot be said.
AhAhAh, what should I do? Ah Kiritsugu, Shirou has become a scumbag
Under the influence of alcohol, Fujimura has started talking nonsense. Leave your widow alone in Japan and take your girl to live in London by yourself.
Ah, that, I don't live in London now, and this time I'm going to pick her up back to the UK
When Shirou returned to the UK, he had agreed to take Alicefil to the UK in three years.
After the past two years of hard work, he has taken some initial roots in the UK, and all aspects of temptation and calculation have come to an end.
Taking advantage of the huge wealth seized by the attack on the deadly disciple Rubarre, Shirou purchased a spiritual land in Hampshire and built a complete workshop system, which already had enough power to protect the adoptive mother.
So this time, in addition to the request of Long Er, he also planned to take his adopted mother back to the UK for maintenance in advance.
Ah? Is this true? Fujimura was stunned for a moment, and then said with relief. Ali must be very happy, right? She has been very lonely in the past two years. Every time she chats with me, it is you who she says
Well, that's the best
To be honest, what Fujimura said was slightly beyond Shiro's perception
He and Aili have neither blood relationship nor experience in raising him. The relationship between the two parties is completely from Kiritsugu, and they have always been a little embarrassed when they get along.
Especially in the last few months before leaving Japan, Shirou vaguely felt that his adopted mother was consciously hiding from him. This was one of the reasons why Shirou did not take her to the UK.
Is that need to be said? If you weren't her adopted son, I would have suspected that she likes you... In this way, Fujimura said a lot, half drunk and half awake, Shirou just listened quietly, and he continued a few words from time to time.
If there were uncertainties and possible when we left two years ago, we both knew very well this time that Shirou had to settle in the UK is undoubtedly sure
Although it wasn't said that he wouldn't come back, Shirou said goodbye to Japan this time
Fujimura, who understood this, became very talked more. Starting from Shirou's childhood, he talked endlessly about some past events until she was completely drunk and Shirou sent her home.
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Medi Organ
Ah, yeah... Medea pulled the rope formed by magic, pulling Joan of Arc on a chair with armrests and riding on the left and right armrests, lifting his butt high and backwards
In an unprepared posture, the secret of the valley was completely clearly seen by the people behind him.
Hehe, let's fix it like this. With a chuckle, the magician in purple released magic, and the magical wire harness locked the saint's feet firmly
In this way, Joan of Arc opened his double strands and rode his hands, his feet seemed to be holding the back of a chair, and his lower body was completely restrained.
On the other hand, the magic rope wrapped around his arms was reconnected to the roof, and his body was forced to lean forward on the back of the chair, just revealing his plump peaks.
As her hands were lifted up, her breasts stood up in a more prominent posture, protruding pointedly at the front cherry, and her feet were opened up sharply. The triangle area of the lower body was almost exposed without any concealment. The bulge of the pubic mound and the cracks in the triangle area could also be seen at a glance.
But the one that can best satisfy the lust of the abuser is definitely the anus posture of the girl who fully looks forward from the anus to the yin.
, a pair of jade feet boarded the armrest of the chair, forced the holy girl's naked buttocks to be raised high in the air, and even wider the thighs so that the anus hidden in it was completely exposed.
No matter how shy the girl was, she could not use her own strength to cover the daisy, which forced her to wait for the responsibility she would do under the torture of shame and humiliation.
It's worthy of being Medea, really good
Long Er's red face clearly reflected his excited expression. His tongue licked his dry lips, and his eyes kept scanning Joan of Arc's naked body up and down, then stretched out his hands forward, slowly rubbed his white and slippery buttocks back and forth, and pinched them twice from time to time. He was obviously extremely addicted.
On the other hand, Medea is putting various exquisite props on the table, several bottles of different shapes, with deep groove engraved bolts, different thicknesses of beads, white enamel basins, and some utensils that Long Er didn't know. However, the most eye-catching one is an extra-large syringe with a thickness of 500ml.
What a modern instrument, I thought I could see the unique enema tools in the Greek era. Long Er had a lewd smile on his face
Times are progressing, and I also want to try these new things. This is the result of Medea's mistaken technique for this era last night
This is a magic potion specially prepared for you, but, these things should be considered a piece of cake when used as a saint and servant. The waves Medea gently brushed across the various ceremonial props on the table with a faint magic color. Finally, he picked up the copper syringe about the thickness of her arm, and showed a sweet smile on his mouth. Then he opened a pottery bottle and slowly sucked the potion contained in it into the syringe.
This is the concentration I specially prepared for you, even the servants can't stand it. Medea smiled and slowly sucked the potion into the syringe.
Huan... Intestines? Joan of Arc couldn't help but wondered. Although she didn't know what this meant, her body instinctively shivered.
Ah, don't Joan of Arc know?
Long Er stroked Joan of Arc's buttocks with his fingers, and said leisurely. I will insert this syringe into your asshole and slowly inject the potion inside. Then Joan of Arc will unbearable to excrete all the filth.
Ah... Just hearing this, Joan of Arc's face turned pale involuntarily. Why do you want to do such a thing...
Of course it is for anal sex. Is it better to welcome my introduction after cleaning it?
His fingers were twitching on Joan of Arc's anus with bad intentions, and Long Er attacked the saint's spirit with a naughty language. I heard that you were gang-raped in prison. Why, have they not used this place?
No...please...please stop
No matter how unwilling you are, the strong binding force of the curse or force the girl to answer the question. Even if you want my body, there is no need to do such unclean behavior.
Hahaha, are you asking me to use my pussy? Long Er couldn't help laughing. Is the Holy Virgin invited me to seize your virgin?
I did not mean that……
Then there is nothing to do. Long Er said, taking the enema device from Medea's hand. So first, let's clean the asshole first.
Gu... Woo... Faced with an unimaginable evil drama, Joan of Arc couldn't help but develop an escape mentality. He lowered his head and tried to hide the expression on his face. Although he was trying hard to endure it, his body could not help but tremble slightly
The double curse and Caster's magic oppress the girl's nerves from the inside and outside. Even the heroes who have been famous in history are not much different from ordinary girls at this time.
Joan of Arc's round snow buttocks were raised high, so smooth that it was like a carefully polished jade ball. Long Er's left hand was grabbing it, and his fingertips were sinking into the white and strong round buttocks, showing its perfect elasticity to the fullest, and even spreading the buttocks' petals, revealing the small and exquisite daisy in the middle of the buttocks groove.
The slightly opened flesh holes are dotted with a hint of seductive redness, making people unable to help but imagine the smooth, soft and tight interior.
That's right, that's the pose
Long Er's eyes flashed with excitement and cruel light, and he pressed the tip of the enema glass against Joan of Arc's anus, slowly passed through the mucosa with his mouth tube, and penetrated the girl's anus.
The girl bit her lower lip and was reluctant to make a weak sound, but her body couldn't help but straighten.
Hahaha, the tube twitched when biting the asshole tightly, Joan of Arc
Long Er deliberately pulled out the mouth tube slightly, and Joan of Arc's anus was twitching like a frightened and pulled back, completely falling into the sight of both of them.
It's going to be injected. This is the enema specially made by Medea. It may cause a little pain, but it must be no problem for you. After all, you are a Saint Virgin Ah
As he spoke, Long Er slowly pressed down the piston
Alas... Joan of Arc raised his head and tried his best to pluck the power in his anus, tugging the nozzle with all his strength, but it was useless. A stream of cold medicine was constantly poured into his hot intestines, like a poisonous snake constantly arching into his body, filling his intestines bit by bit
The girl closed her lips tightly, revealing her fair neck and leaning back
The clenched teeth clattered, and the waist automatically twisted
Because of the disgusting shame, I felt a chill on my back and a whispered from my mouth.
Ah…come in again… don’t!
Hahaha, it's just the beginning. Joan of Arc sauce will be poured into you without leaving a drop, so you must taste it well
Long Er deliberately delayed the time and slowly pressed down the piston
That is to let Joan of Arc completely experience the taste of humiliation
This kind of thing...even though I suffered a lot in prison before my death, I have never experienced this humiliation
The retrograde dislocation and expansion came from the inside of the intestines, which made people feel unprecedentedly strange. If Long Er hadn't watched from behind, she would have really wanted to excrete it like this.
However, even if she didn't care about the humiliation of incontinence in front of her, it was useless. Her enema fluid was still being squeezed into her body from the anus door, pressing all the refluxed liquid into her
Then, when the potion started to take effect, it was another experience
The cold potion gradually warmed up on Joan of Arc's body temperature, and then continued to soar, bringing a burning sting like a needle. It was better to say that it was a magma than a filling fluid!
The viscous liquid was like a burning fire flowing in the saint's intestines. The explosive heat quickly changed into a burning and uncomfortable feeling. The body felt like it was about to explode. The anus was full of burning pain, spreading from the intestines to other organs at the same time, and finally the whole body began to twitch and restlessly.
The strong sense of stool hit Joan of Arc's nerves one after another. The girl's eyes lost focus and became blurred. Her whole body was covered with fragrant sweat as big as beans. I don't know if it was the hot sweat that was flowing out of violent struggle or the cold sweat that was burning like a burning cramp on her abdomen. The violent soreness in her lower abdomen was gradually eroding and swallowing all her self-esteem.
The fair pretty face felt a hint of unhealthy blush, and then it was forced to turn white by the pain, from red to white, and from white to red
Haha, Joan of Arc looks very enjoyable
Long Er laughed and deliberately let go of the piston a little. He watched Joan of Arc's instinctive squirming and pushed the potion back slightly, and then he deliberately smiled and pushed hard to make the girl give up all her previous efforts.
This kind of practice of going back and forth is like a tug-of-war, making the whole process full of erotic and lewd colors, like a cat playing with a mouse, cruelly oppressing Joan of Arc's consciousness
No, don't...
Finally, Joan of Arc couldn't bear it and sobbed in a low voice, his body shaking constantly, and his waist twisted desperately.
However, these futile struggles could not stop Yao Ye from injecting, and moans gradually mixed into the crying sounds.
It is worthy of being a masochist saint, and he began to fall in love with this feeling so soon. Ah The inexperienced Long Er may not be able to discover it, but he cannot escape Medea's tempered eyes and immediately speaks sarcastic
Just now, Medea deliberately did not speak and let Long Er do it, so that he could enjoy the pleasure of dominating as much as possible.
Now that Joan of Arc's situation has changed, she naturally knows that it's time for her to appear. She really lets the newbies control the rhythm. Then, no matter how training is done, she will stop.
So, what's going on in front? Without giving Joan of Arc a chance to breathe, Medea continued to chase and slid his fingers towards the girl's vagina
Ah... Please stop! As if you were to hide something, the girl exclaimed in surprise
However, of course, this could not stop Medea's movements. When the girl closed her clam lips and was separated, the lost honey liquid flowed out, and a few thin silver threads hung down.
It turned out to be so wet, Joan of Arc really likes enema Ah Medea pretended to be surprised and deliberately humiliated Joan of Arc in an exaggerated tone.
No, no...not...the girl retorted weakly
So, how should I explain the vaginal fluid that is so wet that it flows out? Medea's masochist Saint Medea's movement is like carefully confirming the structure of the vagina, peeling off the foreskin at the apex of the gap, exposing the granulation.
Don't...AhAh...
Joan of Arc's sobs became loud and was bullied by enema, and was scared by such evil teasing.
Let me go... Finally, I whispered to beg for mercy
The feeling of being injected with medicine is hard to describe in words, and the feeling of the most sensitive clitoris being rotated and fiddled...
While Joan of Arc felt disgusted in his heart, he also noticed that his body became hot and numb.
I can't understand why I feel this way, and the more I think about it, the more numb the body becomes. The hot pain also makes the body more active and devoted, making Joan of Arc feel abnormal
It seems that you prefer the type behind, so I will call you a Holy Anal Girl in the future. Medea was also extremely satisfied with Joan of Arc's reaction.
In my countless training experiences, enema has always been Medea's most trusted method
No matter how proud or stubborn you are, you will be quickly defeated after being forced to vent in front of others.
The magical achievements learned from her aunt Karkha made her able to prepare the desired effect as she wished
Sometimes, she lets the potion be filled with pain, and they are willing to do anything to avoid the torture.
Sometimes, she adds aphrodisiac elements to the potion, allowing women to gain pleasure and even climax in their incomparable shame, thereby destroying their dignity
Sometimes, she adds addictive potions to the potions, which makes them extremely scared but has to beg for enema
During the long years that are unimaginable to ordinary people, Medea never clings to the rules of the past, but constantly explores fresh models
This time, she did not add any aphrodisiac magic to the potion, but just wanted to suppress Joan of Arc's self-esteem by forcibly excreting, but made Joan of Arc flow. This unprecedented situation surprised Medea very much.
She has played with many women who are sensitive to the anus, and it is not uncommon for them to be trained to have estrus on enema.
However, the first time the enema was injected with such a large dose and intensity, but it could produce such a good feeling. Medea also obtained such a body for the first time.
Just as Medea was correcting his training plan, the piston was finally pushed to the bottom.
It's really worthy of being Joan Arc's Ah, hehe, he swallowed 1000cc of enema completely for the first time. Long Er said this and pulled out his mouth tube.
Woo, woo...
Joan of Arc bit his lips tightly, twisting his naked body the more he shook, the more he became more violent and chaotic, but the girl could no longer calm down.
Because of the feeling of being completely activated, the muscles near the anus tightly contracted, and the perfectly shaped anus buds trembled like twitching.
The small hole in the center had already unbearable purple muddy water emerged, like a leaking pipe head
If it weren't for the act of excreting in front of others that was too ashamed, she would have erupted all of it, right?
Joan of Arc is now clamping his anus tightly, but his body is almost out of control at this moment. He has been tortured by the potion poured into the intestines to the extreme that the body can bear. It is only a matter of time before he breaks through the limit of the spirit.
Not OK! It can't be lined up yet
Long Er took the anal bolt handed over by Medea, and immediately stuffed Joan of Arc's anus with it. The side of the bolt was engraved with spiral grooves. These grooves just stuck the texture of the anal wall, so that the bolt would not be squeezed out easily. Oh, ah! So... so uncomfortable!
As the chrysanthemum was squeezed open by a thick and hard object, Joan of Ar's beautiful buttocks and the sphincter of the chrysanthemum involuntarily contracted, but this instead made the potion staying at the entrance stimulate the intestines when the muscles contracted. The desire to excrete was strengthened, and the violent stool was unconscious to impact the inner intestines, but the exit was embolized, and the hands and feet were also bound, making it impossible for her to pull out the embolism by herself, and she was suffering. The uncomfortable scene was only to become an admiring scene of the abuser.
Then, let you feel more. Behind Joan of Arc, Medea took the whip and pretended not to see Long Er's eager expression, and directly thrust towards Joan of Arc's elastic buttocks.
Yes, don't Ah
Come on, twist your butts as much as you like, so that you can better please the man. The whip sheath falls on the saint's plump naked buttocks like raindrops. If you can do it well, you can pull the bolt off for you!
Ah...
With great humiliation, Joan of Arc twisted her butt herself. In order to liberate from the hell of despair as soon as possible, she had to do inferior behavior to cater to the desires of the trainer.
In a trance, the memories of the past were evoked
That is, in the last days of life, unfortunately fell into the hands of the enemy and suffered insults
At first, I tried to resist, but finally surrendered under cruel violence and had to do all kinds of shameful behaviors to avoid punishment
No, such a beautiful action is completely unqualified. Medea waved his whip mercilessly and raised his butt a little higher!
Woo... Woo... I almost subconsciously obeyed that order. Until now, the girl has no energy to resist anything.
Hum, it was done well, and the mouth below was also opened, so you could see it inside!
Ryuu Er let out a lewd smile behind him, using obscene words to describe the girl's sexual organs
But the fact was also as he said. In the forward bent position, he raised his butt high, and the wide open labia majora were separated from each other. The pink mons pubis was completely exposed to the sight from behind. The continuous flow of vaginal fluid had already wet the entire chair.
That's it, continue your hip-twisting dance! The whip in the witch's hand continues to fall
Slap!
Yiwu!
The whip fell on his naked buttocks one after another, constantly pushing Joan of Arc's sense of humiliation
To cater to the man's perverted desires, she twisted her butt in a low voice, which made the girl feel very uncomfortable, but she also knew that if she could not satisfy the teacher's favor, she would not be liberated from the cruel questioning.
The meaningless resistance does not help preserve one's dignity, and the knowledge that was forced to learn during those days is constantly reviving
AhAh let me go...oh, it's no longer possible!
Slap!
Hehe, keep twisting her butt
The holy girl who was stuck in anus with an enclosure and could not defecate was performed under Medea's whip and twisted her buttocks.
She stepped on the chair and her hands were raised. In the forward bent position, the hairless genitals in the vaginal fissure behind her reflected wet light, and were encapsulated with anus buds spreading around her eyes, looking really full of inverted obscene meaning.
Slap!
Ah...Ah is no longer possible...please...let me release it!
The moment the girl said that, her heart was finally broken down
Oh? What does Joan Arc want to release? Long Er asked with a lewd smile
Please stop teasing me again... I will be obedient... I beg for mercy with humble words. Please let me go to the bathroom...
Hahahahaha, Long Er couldn't help laughing wildly. You mean, you are willing to be my female slave
Yes...yes...I dare not resist anymore...Please forgive me...
Unfortunately, just before Long Er planned to accept it, Medea broke her hope first.
Since that's the case, let's get it out here. The witch's words are extremely cruel
Don't...I can't do that...
Do you still dare to disobey now?
Yi! Ah! The unbearable whip pain occurred near the perineum at the bottom of the valley, causing Joan of Arc to scream miserable
Dancing! Keep twisting! Disobedient guys will punish you for one night to twist your hips!
Slap!
I understand! I understand! Please let me go! Under the double oppression of whipping and defecation, Joan of Arc finally said the words of surrender
Oh? What did you understand? The witch asked mercilessly
I'll be obedient... I'll just line it up here...
The saint had to surrender and said it, and the strong sense of humiliation made her cry.
However, the true meaning of training lies in this: it makes the slave submit to the dominant again and again, and each surrender causes reason to be corrupted a little, and finally it will completely turn from resistance to a wrongly abusive pleasure
As a slave, you can't defecate anywhere.
However, Medea obviously did not intend to let Joan of Arc go like this. She picked up the pottery pot and placed it on the ground about one meter behind Joan of Arc to spray it all on the potty here!
That kind of thing...
If you don't want it, then keep dancing!
Ah...I did it! I did it so please pull out the penise! Under Medea's threat, the girl whined anxiously. Now is no longer the time to consider whether it can be done.
Hehe, that's right. The witch who got a complete victory finally reached out to grab the anal bolt, rotated in the opposite direction when it was inserted, and slowly pulled it out of the body.
OK, come out!
...AhAh... After the instantaneous hardness of the body and the blank consciousness, the strong desire for defecation immediately burst out, and the potion mixed with feces gushed out like a dam
Ah After a long blockage, the excretion pleasure was also magnified several times.
The dense nerves at the mouth of the anus seem to have received the stimulation of electric shock. When the electric shock was stimulated, the dense nerves at the mouth of the anus seemed to have received the stimulation. The strong stimulation almost made Joan of Arc's brain crash. The snow-white body, slightly crimson and fragrant sweat, trembled violently, almost as if she had reached an orgasm.
The gushing heat flow deviated from the potty, mostly sputtering on the floor, and the air emitted a filthy smell, reminding Joan of Arc that he had just done something shameless.
The holy girl was so ashamed that shed two lines of clear tears. The eruption just now seemed to have brought dignity and shame out of her body. The pink chrysanthemum that was freed was slightly turned out like a bloom, and it was still squirming like a small mouth, and accompanied by a small amount of purple paste liquid bubbled and continued to flow outward.
There is a burning feeling in the intestines, but it is not just pain, but an indescribable numbness.
However, Joan of Arc was panicked and found that his body seemed to enjoy the strange feeling that he had gained pleasure from this lowly behavior, which made Joan of Arc feel extremely frightened.
This won't work, it's all splashed out. Medea waved his hand and cleared all the filth and smell on the ground. He must punish him well.
What are you going to do? At this time, Joan of Arc no longer had the courage to speak hard, and asked cowardly like a frightened lamb.
Slaves who have lost their etiquette must be trained well, so repeat the enema until they succeed.
The terrible enema scene, I still don't know when it will last
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Tomoki, Emiya's room, mature woman lying on her back on the bed, her mouth full of lustful heat
Ah...No...this thing...
The collar is open, and large areas of snow-white skin are exposed to the air
The left hand had already climbed up the perky breasts, and his fingers squeezed the extremely sensitive pink buds hard, pressing the round, white and greasy big breasts that were as tall as gravity, out of the waves of bob breasts.
The beautiful and slender legs were tied together, constantly rubbing
The honey area that no one has visited for a long time has been soaked. The pantyhose has been wet with sticky nectar, dyeing the air with a lewd fragrance
Obviously... it's not possible... it will be discovered by Shirou...
Although he said that, his right hand couldn't help but reach into his underwear and headed towards the most secret place
Alicefil's body comes from the Holy Maiden of Winter. If you have to calculate carefully, you are over two hundred years old, but the third magic makes it stay in the best years.
It is not surprising that young women who are vain are not nourished for a long time will develop strong sexual desire.
However, for Alice Fell, there are more complicated and difficult to understand reasons than not wanting children to see such simple reasons.
When did it start?
At first, it was accidentally caught in the sex between adopted son and his girlfriend
The scene containing hormones can't help but arouse the long-forgotten desire in the young woman's chest
On that night, Alice Fill called the name of his deceased husband and tried his first self-deprecation in his life
Originally, this was nothing, but soon, Ari discovered that her thin longing for her husband could not satisfy her strong desire. It was not that her love for Kiritsugu was not deep enough, but that she was parasitized in the long years of the Great Holy Grail, and her memories of the past had long been faded.
Although I can still remember all the past, the passionate mood cannot be reproduced.
The desire that lacks sustenance continues to accumulate, and gradually the black thoughts are born
That should have been impossible
That should never be allowed
However, that emotion was unconsciously shifted to the man who inherited the last name.
How did it start? Alice can no longer remember
But, two years ago
The night when Shirou and his two girlfriends left Japan and headed for London
Stimulated by the sense of crisis brought by loss
For the first time, the image in Aili's mind was replaced by his face
In the past two years, there was no concern about being discovered, and there was no need to worry about the embarrassment when we got together face to face. Alice Fell became even more violent. Sometimes he would call his name to orgasm every night.
Even so
Even so, Shirou has returned
He will find it
Such rational thoughts did not allow the flame of lust to fade away, but instead made it burn more and more rationality and constraints completely burned away by the stimulation of the despicable spirit.
Um...um...um...Ah...Sirou...
The slender fingers quickly knead and twitched the pink petals, lifting the clothes to the chin and letting the pair of breast balls be exposed. While rubbing his already erect nipples, calling the man's name, the beauty's eyes drooped.
The ruby-like eyes have long been covered with a layer of lust. It is even more impossible to find that the magic circle under my body, which is stained with my lust nectar, has changed a little. Ah...Ah...Shiro...Shiro...Go...Ah...Ah...
Alice Phil, who was captured like a slut, just like a slut, knelt in this dark and cramped room without hesitation, revealing her three points, and whispering the adopted son's name to reach orgasm.
However, what the young woman who was deeply trapped in desire did not notice was that the moment she shouted that name, the footsteps stopped in front of the door for a moment, and then left as if she ran away
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