Fairy’s Box

Celtic Island, Rock Territory.

There are gravel and fine sand everywhere, just like the land of the Gobi Desert. A huge cross stands in the wilderness. Its height is almost higher than all the nearby rocks. . Above it, a golden cloud covered a small piece of sky in a still posture.

In the shadow below the cross, stood thirteen figures shrouded in black cloaks. As the afterglow of the setting sun gradually disappeared, the thinnest figure in the middle walked in front of everyone:

"Those greedy Rosevians, the culprits who destroyed the Celtic kingdom, have gradually gained a foothold in this land, and it is easy to guess that they will soon launch a conquest to the northern peninsula."

His voice was hoarse and low, speaking slowly but with explosive force in every word.

"Boss, what should we do!"

One of them raised his head and asked, and his eyes flashed an angry stern.

"..."

The leader grasped the hilt of the sword wrapped in layers of fine linen inside the cloak, and turned his eyes to the east, looking down from the angle where he was standing, along the blue river, he could see a miniature shrouded in lights. town.

"Destroy their stronghold!"

His voice rose suddenly, like a sharp blade slicing through the rocks.

...

At the earl's mansion at this moment, after tossing and turning for a while, the irritable Yale finally fell asleep on Charlene's lap pillow, and his breathing quickly became well-proportioned and long.

The green-haired girl possessed her body and kissed her lover's cheek, hugged his head, and gently put it back on the pillow of the bed.

"Really, finally willing to sleep."

Charlene looked at the unsuspecting sleeping face of the black-haired knight, a loving smile hung on the corners of her lips, slender and white fingers slid across his chest, stroking the granite-like abdominal muscles:

"Good night."

She got up and blew out the candle light, walked lightly to the wardrobe, gently opened the door on the right side of the cabinet, and the ring between her fingers suddenly flashed a little light.

The wooden planks inside the wardrobe fell off instantly, revealing a deep passage. The green-haired girl turned and glanced at her sleeping lover. An unnatural blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face, and she said quietly:

"I'm going to play."

After hesitating for dozens of seconds, she took out a wooden box from the bottom of the wardrobe and stepped into the front tunnel with the wooden box, and the wardrobe closed the door silently.

This is a secret passage leading to the basement. Apart from Charlene and another "person", even Yale doesn't know where it is.

Ka-!

Through the narrow dark passage, Charlene pushed open the door of the basement.

Shalier sat up, and the candlelight showed a beautiful silhouette. She wore only a few black belts tightly around her body, and her eyes were covered with blindfolds. After hearing the sound, she crawled over on all fours kneeling.

"Owner……"

In the hazy candle shadow, the gaudy body that was restrained all over slowly crawled to his feet, his dark green hair fell on his shoulders, and he supported the ground with his jade-like arms, murmured:

"You're finally here, Shalier has been waiting for a long time."

"I can't stand this anymore? You lowly slave." Charlene pinched her glamorous cheek, narrowed her eyes, and played with it frivolously.

"Yes, the slave can't take it anymore, please whip me harder." She docilely stuck out the tip of her tongue, and her plump twin peaks were tied by a belt and swayed gently on the carpet.

"We won't play the torture game today, let's change the trick." As Xia Lin spoke, she opened the wooden box she brought, her fair face flushed with excitement.

This was the little toy she bought when she returned to Glamorgan, and she hid it secretly from Yale just for this opportunity.

...

As the temperature in the basement gradually increased, although Shalier had his eyes covered, he could still feel the red candles gradually light up one after another. In an instant, his neck suddenly tightened, the slider behind his head fell off at the same time, and the blindfold gently floated to the ground.

She adapted to the bright light, and saw an elegant figure slowly emerge, gradually becoming clearer.

In the bright candlelight, Charlene's white porcelain skin seemed to be transparent. She was wearing a strange tight leather jacket. The dark red leather shone slightly, making her white skin even brighter. The dark red leather gloves extend above the elbows, the back ends are flush with the bodice, revealing the clean shoulders and beautiful collarbone.

There is a crescent-shaped pad inside the bra, which supports the green-haired girl's regrettable chest. The highly textured leather slides over the waist and hips against the bumpy torso, outlining a beautiful curve.

The leather pants cling to her long legs, tapering along the curve of the legs, and they are always connected to high heels of the same color, wrapping the beautiful legs extremely moving.

The fresh and beautiful clothes were replaced by leather clothes, and the daughter who was born in a famous family suddenly became a coquettish queen.

"Owner?"

She raised her head, revealing a dark red collar with bells hanging from her neck, and a black leather cord stretched straight out from her hair to the green-haired girl's hand.

Charlene raised her sharp chin, her eyes were half-open and half-squinted, she looked at each other with contempt, suddenly smiled slightly, and tightened the leather strap in her hand.

"My master……"

Shalier raised his slender, soft neck and said in a voice of incomparable nostalgia.

"You're such a fun slave."

The green-haired girl held a candle from the stone table beside her, held it straight above the toy, and opened her eyes suddenly, her pretty face filled with an excited smile:

"Let's try a new game."

The candle was slightly tilted, and a bright red candle tear fell from the air and dripped on her back, clinging to the snow-white skin like ruby, reflecting the magnificent colors.

"ah!"

Shalier's body suddenly trembled slightly, his eyes were wet, but his head was held high, and he licked his red lips contentedly.

"Hahahahaha!"

Charlene had never felt so excited before, she let out a trembling laugh, and the candle in her hand immediately tilted to a right angle.

"what!"

She let out a painful exclamation, sniffed lightly, tears filled her eyes, her body still remained in a kneeling position, and her skin turned pink.

...

Half an hour later, at least one third of Shalier's fair body was covered with thin red wax.

She lay on her face on the clean floor, gasping for breath, her snow-white buttocks high and trembling slightly, as if she hadn't recovered from the afterglow of reaching the peak.

"I don't see that you like it too, so let's play like this in the future." After Charlene said this, she blew out the candle in her hand.

"Owner……"

She stared at the green-haired girl's face with an obsessive gaze, and an impulse surged out of nowhere, slammed forward, and hugged the other's right leg:

"Please stay with me, leave that man together, only I can satisfy you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Charlene smiled sarcastically as if hearing a joke.

Shalier didn't notice her expression, but hugged her long legs even harder, while frantically kissing the leather, she whimpered vaguely:

"Please stay with me, I will listen to you in everything, and I will satisfy you with any game!"

"It seems that you haven't figured out your position yet." Charlene tightened her thin eyebrows, and suddenly kicked her right leg against the wall.

"Owner……"

She quickly returned to her kneeling position, huddled in the corner like an injured puppy, and looked at each other aggrieved.

"You're just a toy that Yale gave me."

Charlene walked in slowly at a graceful rhythm, pulled up her long straight legs, stepped on Shalier's round buttocks with an elegant posture, and got close to the other person's ear:

"The relationship between me and you is only the relationship between the owner and the pet. Don't be sentimental."

"But...but...he doesn't even touch you..."

She raised her head in pain, frowned tightly, and said hesitantly.

"It's just our agreement. You, a sow, take care too much."

While the green-haired girl spoke, she continued to exert her strength on her legs. The exquisite high-heeled shoes were gradually sinking, pressing the other party's round snowy buttocks into a flat concave.

"hiss--!"

She took a long breath, and suddenly bit her blood-stained red lips, her painful expression mixed with sweetness, as if she was enjoying the pleasure brought by pain.

"Hahaha, it really is a hopeless perverted sow."

Charlene let out a happy and crisp smile again, elegantly swept the bangs in front of her forehead, pulled her skin tightly, restrained the other party's neck, and pulled her back all the way in front of her:

"Look at your expression now, it's really ugly."

"Only in front of you... I am like this..." She said with a trembling voice.

"Oh? Not necessarily."

The green-haired girl turned her beautiful eyes, and suddenly grabbed the other person's hair, showing a devilish smile on her pretty face:

"Don't you hate Yale the most? If you dare to mention this kind of stupid thing in front of me again, I will give him your lowly sow. Take a closer look at your sow's appearance, and be a warm man. Bed toys should be fine."

"You...you can't do this..."

She frowned in pain, her body trembling with horror.

"Not necessarily."

Charlene let go of her dark green hair and moved her long legs away from her buttocks. She glanced at her brand-new high-heeled shoes in disgust. leg:

"Come here and lick it clean for me."

"Yes, Master!"

Shalier crawled over obediently, raised his head and stretched out his pink tongue, licking the slender foot greedily.

"Being able to say such an idiot, I think you seem to have misunderstood something." The green-haired girl leaned her elbow on the stone table and said with one hand on her cheek.

"..."

She stopped licking, looking bewildered.

Charlene seemed to see through the other party's mind, and said word by word: "Yarlei knows about your little game with me."