Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 1428 Poisonous father and scorpion daughter
The young man was silent, his hands under the nightgown were slightly clenched.

But the blonde girl on the bed fell in love with her more and more. She stretched out her snow-white right hand and hooked her fingers softly: "Brother, come here, come on the bed."

The panting voice and the alluring actions doubled the ambiguous atmosphere in the room, as if there was an aura of temptation floating in the air.

If it were any other man, he would have already knelt on the ground, bowed in front of the girl's bed, willing to wag his tail and beg for mercy, willing to beg extravagantly for gifts.

But the young man pursed his lips and clenched his hands tightly, trying to restrain himself, and his eyes were deep and clear, free from any filthy impurities.

"Are you shy? You...haven't touched a woman before?"

"Come on, come here, let you taste the joy of being a man."

The girl's eyes are like silk, she sticks out her red tongue, licking her red lips flexibly, her words and deeds are extremely provocative.

But seeing the boy was still unmoved.

The girl said again: "You have to behave well tonight, maybe if I am happy, I will ask my father to marry you. From now on, you will stay in this yard and wait for my favor at any time.

If I am not happy, you will return to the slave camp again, and your future life... will be miserable..."

The boy raised his eyelids slightly, hesitated for a while, then looked up at the girl on the bed, and finally said, "Where's my friend?"

"Friend? What friend?"

"He was brought here with me."

The girl smiled: "Is it the same as you? Also a younger brother with a delicate eyebrow?"

"It's a girl."

"Girl? Pretty?"

"pretty."

"It should be at my father's place, or it has already been sold." The girl smiled sweetly, and said it like a very ordinary thing.

The boy's already slightly pale face suddenly turned ugly.

"Leave her alone, you'd better think about yourself." The girl stretched out her slender fingers again, ticking herself charmingly: "Come here, serve me with your heart."

The young man took a deep breath, clenched his fists and said, "Help me find her and save her. I can do anything for you, otherwise... I would rather die here."

"Huh?" The girl looked at him carefully for a while, and smiled again: "She is still a kind and righteous little guy, who is she to you?"

"friend!"

"A friend worth your death?"

"This is the principle. I can't just ignore death." The boy straightened up, his clear eyes narrowed, and he met the girl's gaze with a very decisive attitude.

"Interesting, dolls like you have been extinct tens of thousands of years ago, but today I ran into them. Not bad, not bad... I'm going to order you!" The girl admired the boy instead.

Earlier, the hunting team informed that they had captured a handsome little guy and asked if they wanted it.I have had enough of playing strong and tough guys, and indeed I once told the hunting team to make me a handsome type, so I agreed after hearing the report, unexpectedly... I even gave myself a surprise.

The other playthings are like puppets and puppets, they are trembling when they meet me, maybe they can make me feel refreshed one night, but they will be tasteless the second time, they are purely tools for venting.

But today, this little guy has flesh and blood, which made her feel a little hot that she hadn't seen for a long time.

In another room in the deep courtyard, a fat bald man was naked, lying comfortably on his back in the bathtub. The warm steam made the room look like a fairyland, but his figure was really unpleasant.

Around the bathing pool, there are eight beautiful girls kneeling respectfully, all wearing red bellybands, all of them have snow-white skin and beautiful appearance, forming a beautiful landscape.

But... Although they were beautiful and tall, their eyes were dull, and they knelt there like puppets, waiting for instructions, waiting for summons, and ready to contribute their white and tender bodies at any time.

The fat man is the owner of this compound, the notorious slave trader—Simetayer!
He went around catching slaves, buying slaves, and selling slaves. Of course, he would also choose attractive women to serve him, one batch after another, and when he had enough fun, he made them become maids or resold them.

In this life, live chicly!
As for the girl in the other courtyard, it was Simetayer's only daughter, Eluci, a coquettish woman, and also a temperamental and vicious woman.

She has the same hobby as her father - playing with men.

Duge every night, every time a new slave arrives, someone will personally select a man who is attractive and send her to serve her. After the job is done, they will either be tortured to death, or they will chop off their toes as a souvenir and sell them, or they will temporarily keep them for continuous use. a few days.

"It's still a military master?" Simetayer leaned in the bathtub, looking at the girl who was escorted in with a smile on his face.

She was pale and sickly, but her expression was stubborn and resolute.Thin and short, his figure is not outstanding, but he has a delicate and delicate temperament.

Logically speaking, she couldn't meet Simetayer's criteria for selecting female slaves at all. With this size, half of his body could be 'buried' alive.

But the realm is an elementary level of martial arts, it is not qualified to be a female slave, and it is a waste to be a slave, so it was cleaned and brought here.

The middle-aged female guard who escorted her in said: "She was picked up in the Ehe rainforest a few days ago, and there was a boy with her. They were all seriously injured, and they were all in the realm of elementary warriors.

After ten days of raising them, the two of them recovered from their injuries.The boy was drugged by us to suppress his spiritual power, and gave it to the lady to enjoy tonight.What to do with this girl? "

"What ability do you have?" Simetayer signaled the girls next to him to come over and give him a massage, squinting his eyes at the girl.

The girl pursed her lips, clenched her little hands, kept silent, and was very stubborn.

"Don't talk?" Simetayer said with a cold smile: "Your temper is in the wrong place. I am a slave camp here, and I am least afraid of people like you. I can make you submissive with a single word. Do you want to try it?"

The girl lowered her eyes and remained silent.

"Answer my question honestly, we can save some trouble, otherwise... I don't mind changing my appetite tonight, and I don't mind letting my guards take turns to try something new."

The girl's eyes flickered slightly, and she pursed her lips hard, but she didn't dare to continue to be tough: "I...I...I can release the energy in the weapon again, and then...explode...the higher the grade of the weapon, the more powerful the explosion will be. The greater the power."

The middle-aged woman was slightly surprised: "There is such a martial skill?"

Simetayer rolled his eyes, but he snorted coldly, "That's all? Nothing else?"

"Nothing."

"Give you baby to make you explode? I'm full?" Simetayer lacked interest, closed his eyes and lay in the hot water: "If you want to have no shape, you want to have a figure without a figure, and you have the realm of Wuzun but It’s a waste product, no one will buy this kind of stuff, neither will mines nor brothels.”

"Ask the boss for instructions."

"She is in the realm of Wu Zun, and she can stand all kinds of troubles. Take her to the female slave camp as a prostitute. Give her some medicine every day, and don't let her commit suicide."

"No!!" The girl raised her head abruptly, her face turning pale.

"No? Do you have other abilities?" Simetaye pouted with a half-smile.

"me……"

"Go!!" The middle-aged woman grabbed the girl's neck and tore the belt away like an eagle catching a chick.

The girl's face was blank for a while, and she was ruthlessly dragged away. Before she recovered, she was about to commit suicide. The middle-aged woman punched her in the abdomen with such great force that she was dizzy and almost fainted from the pain.

"Wow!" The girl was already weak, and this time she couldn't even stand upright, and her clothes were torn by being dragged, but the middle-aged woman didn't make any moves, she strangled her neck tightly, and waved her in three steps. Fist, bombarded her abdomen.

It was teaching her a lesson and preventing her from committing suicide.

The girl was in a panic, desperate, in a trance, tearing... crawling... tears dripping from the corner of her eyes... "Wait!"

Just as they were about to walk out of the courtyard gate, a maid walked over quickly, walked around the woman, walked into the bathroom, and whispered something in Simetayer's ear.

Simetayer raised his hand and kneaded the maid's plump breasts: "What are you going to do?"

"Maybe...maybe it's the maid..." The maid didn't dare to resist at all, but puffed out her chest slightly, allowing Simetayer to do bad things.

Simetayer smiled: "Alright, since it's what my baby wants, let's take her away first. Remember, after your lady has had enough of playing with the boy, then send this girl to the female slave camp , don't stay as a maid, this girl will be very dangerous."

"Yes!!" The middle-aged woman returned to the door respectfully, and then rudely tore the girl away again.

(End of this chapter)