After I Stopped Sponsoring, the Female Leads Began Obsessing Over Me - Chapter 308



308 – Side Story: The Black Tarantula and the Saint (4)

Most people are afraid of spiders.

Things like eyeballs that move independently, or multiple pointed legs. There may be various reasons, but Ian thought the fear of spiders lay elsewhere.

They know patience with predatory subjects.

These guys wait endlessly for their prey to get caught in their web and then snatch it up. Predators who know how to wait for the right time can therefore hunt stronger prey.

Ian realized.

Finally, he became the prey caught in the blood woman’s web.

“It’s even more beautiful to see you captured like this. How can you have a face that makes you want to be tormented like this?”

The blood girl smiled brightly and wiped Ian’s face.

“I have bad taste.”

“You’ll get used to it soon.”

Honestly, at this point, I thought it was time.

No matter how much of a blood girl she was, she was trustworthy. I am not the type to carelessly take other people’s lives. At best, it sucks a little of the vitality…

Ian just squeezed her eyes shut.

And then he declared.

“Do whatever you want.”

“Hmm? What did you say? I guess you didn’t hear me clearly.”

“Blood girl, do whatever you want.”

“Hehe. Looks like the hypnosis technique is working.”

“…What?”

“It’s nothing. That’s right. Just leave her body to her real wife.”

…Hypnosis?

Before Ian’s brain could even begin to interpret her blood girl’s words. The blood girl hugged her Ian tightly. As Ian was kneeling on the floor with her hands and legs restrained, her blood girl’s breasts came directly into Ian’s her face her her her her.

“…Town.”

A breath that feels so clogged that it feels good. Her blood maiden breasts were large and soft. The bitter yet sweet scent of the blood woman also melted Ian’s brain.

“Feel a little better. Let go of reason.”

“Eup. Eup.”

“Yes. Yes. It’s okay. Just surrender to the haze.”

The blood woman spoke in a low voice in Ian’s ear. In the first place, maintaining hypnosis is more difficult than establishing it. This is especially true for a child with a strong mind like Ian. The blood woman patted the back of Ian’s head as if she were handling her child.

“Sleep… Sleep.”

But Ian grabbed her blood girl’s hand.

It is a clear rebellion.

‘… The hypnosis has already broken?’

The blood girl quickly looked at her eyes. With her face flushed and gurgling, Ian still looked handsome. No. This is not important.

“Why are you suddenly going against your true wife? Answer her with her honorifics.”

“Breathing… Coughing. I’m suffocating.”

Respond appropriately to hints of respect. Hypnosis is still applied correctly. The blood girl swept her chest.

Of course, Ian acted as if he was still rational.

“Now that I think about it, I think it’s a little strange to use the title ‘blood girl’ when using an honorific term.”

When she heard that question, she thought Ian was so cute that she wanted to bite the blood girl right away. Ah. It’s a good thing she learned magic and hypnosis. The blood girl who muttered that boldly expressed her instincts with her passionate voice.

“Call me sister.”

“…Yes?”

“Call her real wife sister.”

The blood girl put her embarrassing lines into her mouth without any hesitation.

This is the blood girl herself, her Ian her her her, and that corner of the room.

She is still only Saint Aria, pretending to sleep, closing her eyes and watching with her narrowed eyes. Her face was very red, but since she was caught anyway, she could open her eyes and look.

“Nuna…Me.”

The corners of the blood girl’s sharp eyes slowly fell.

“Ah.”

Is it okay to be this happy?

It was worth planning for a long time to get Ian to hypnotize her. The blood girl hugged her Ian tightly.

“You can be as foolish as you want.”

“Yes, sister.”

If time stopped like this. That’s what the blood girl thought as she smelled Ian’s sweet body scented her. She planned to do so.

“No.”

The blood girl’s eyes became sharp in an instant.

This was because the scent of other things was faintly mixed with her Ian’s body her odor her her. It is the pheromone of other women.

Ian, who noticed that the woman’s eyebrows were furrowed, asked carefully.

“Nuna…Nuna. Why?”

The blood girl’s eyes, which had been scowling as if she would kill anyone just a moment ago, relaxed. Disturbingly rapid emotional changes. The reason was simple. This is because I felt relieved when Ian called me ‘sister’.

The blood woman was embarrassed by herself.

Was the original girl this weak at being called ‘older sister’? When she thought about it, it was the first time she had opened her heart to someone like this. So she got even angry. In the end, after going back and forth between joy and anger, the blood girl muttered like a growl.

“It smells like other women.”

Ian quietly lowered his eyes to her.

Of course, there was no way to treat a blood girl.

The woman asked, holding Ian’s chin and meeting her gaze.

“Who is it?”

“Yes?”

“I’m asking who you did it with.”

Ian hesitated for a moment and then opened her mouth.

“Li…Lina.”

“And?”

“Sha, I didn’t do it with Sharon.”

“Then who does this mature smell belong to?”

“…S, Master.”

“Did you do it between priests?”

The blood woman herself does not even follow morals, let alone the laws of the world. I knew well the lines that had to be followed on such topics. Because being able to go beyond that was her biggest strength.

For example, something like this.

Pointing out that point puts people in trouble.

It is common sense that physical relationships should not be established between priests.

Guilt filled Ian’s eyes.

Chureup. The blood woman quenched her appetite. Guilt is remorse and means a gap is created in the heart. A blood girl dug into the gap in my heart.

“Ian. Isn’t her real wife asking? Is she in a relationship with your teacher or not?”

“That…That.”

That’s what hypnosis is.

No matter how rational Ian is, his confidence and intelligence tend to disappear in the presence of properly hypnotized people. The sight of Ian crying and lowering his head was clearly far from his original self.

Gulp.

My appetite suddenly whetted. The blood girl suppressed her desire to humiliate Ian right now. I was planning to enjoy this game a little more.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“Huh… Yes.”

“Tell me specifically what you did wrong.”

“I… I am a trash disciple who lusted after my teacher.”

“Good job.”

The blood girl hugged Ian as if to comfort him.

I can feel his sobs

The collapse of a child who always seemed to be strong. The more it happened, the more excited the blood girl became.

The blood girl hugged Ian’s head tightly and whispered.

“Apologise.”

“Yes…?”

“I messed with your chastity. Please apologize.”

“Who… To whom?”

The blood girl cupped Ian’s crying cheeks and stared at him with her own blood-filled eyes.

“You know that best, Ian, right?”

— Your master is the original woman.

I don’t necessarily say those words out loud. Because the master-slave relationship is established unconsciously. The blood girl had been sold as a child. So she knew better. Silence is the most effective means of pressure.

“I’m sorry, Master?”

“…”

The blood girl looked at her Ian quietly. It’s an answer I don’t like. Ian, who was feeling restless, barely opened his mouth.

“I’m sorry to the people. I messed up my morals. I was wrong.”

“…”

Is this a public apology?

The blood woman did not blink an eyelid.

Give the answer she wants.

It was a resolute eye full of only that.

Ian blinked his eyes and seemed fidgety. But he is a smart kid. The blood girl looked at him in silence, and eventually Ian said what she wanted.

“Well, I was wrong.”

“…”

“Tongue, blood sister.”

Eyes like a deer. Ian’s eyes were filled with tears, and that’s what the blood girl looked like.

“Ha.”

Her breath adds even more heat.

The blood girl stretched out her long fingers and wiped away Ian’s tears.

“Good job.”

“Ugh…Black.”

“Why are you crying? Pop.”

Licking. The blood girl licked Ian’s tears. She plays with his emotions as if she were a toy. Criticize. It’s ringing. She comforts the sadness again.

Slowly, as if quenching, the hypnotized Ian is subordinated.

She hugs him tightly and comforts him, but then looks into his eyes again and asks.

“How are you going to apologize?”

“Yes…Yes?”

“Ian, since you have admitted that you were wrong, you should apologize to her real wife. I am asking how you plan to show your true feelings to your real wife.”

I like Ian’s embarrassed face.

At the same time, I like the unique patheticness of the weak person who moves his lips to try something.

The blood girl only smiled inside herself.

The more embarrassed he is, the more he is pushed into a corner, the more this child will want it. I hope the blood girl orders something. Sure enough.

“Whoa, I’ll follow what you want.”

Ian was smart enough to put what the blood woman wanted into her mouth.

Only then did the blood woman reward Ian.

With a smile, she gave the command.

“Take it off.”

“…Yes?”

“Take off your clothes and lie down. And apologize.”

Ian hesitated for a moment.

The blood girl’s brow furrowed.

Could it be that the hypnosis was broken? She considered the possibility that Ian was acting out of hypnosis. It was small enough to be ignored.

If Ian was sane in the first place, he wouldn’t have called the blood girl his sister.

Unlike when he treated others, Ian had a strange sense of distance when dealing with himself. The blood woman thought that it was an inevitability that she, as a wicked person, would have to bear.

Even in her inevitability her her her, the blood girl knew how to handle her her her Ian her. Anyway, that strange sense of distance can be broken in this way.

“If you can’t take it off, I’ll have my wife help me.”

Crash.

The blood woman removed the restraints on Ian’s hands and feet. She then placed her hand on Ian’s chest.

Fighting.

All the buttons on the top have fallen off and become undone.

“Oh.”

Ian hurriedly grabbed the hem of her top with both hands, but it was no use.

The blood woman’s touch had already torn off Ian’s bottom her her her her.

“Ugh!”

The blood girl carefully stroked Ian’s head as he let out an idiotic moan.

“Now all you have to do is bow down and apologize.”

“Bah…But!”

With one hand, she touched her wide chest full of fine muscles.

Ian cries, covering the precious area underneath with one hand.

It’s lewd.

The blood woman removed both of her hands that were covering his body.

The widened muscles her further accelerated the blood girl’s excitement her.

From noble mtl dot come

“Aren’t you kind? Listen to what you say.”

Ian seemed to be worried.

And then it becomes difficult.

I fell to the floor with a very shy gesture.

“Haaa…”

A hot breath flowed from the blood girl who placed her hand on one of her cheeks. It’s fatal. It was truly exciting and deadly to see the strongest man crouching naked.

“Sorry… I’m sorry. I’m sorry for having a relationship with you, Master. I’m sorry for being promiscuous.”

The blood girl’s eyes turned.

It should have been Ian who was hypnotized, but he was the one who made her more excited. The blood girl, who had planned to violate her husband in moderation, gave in to her own instincts a little more.

“Ah.”

With the hot breath flowing from deep inside, the blood girl realized.

She loved her Ian more than anything.

For example… Yes.

So much so that she loves even the dirtiest parts of him.

‘Only the true woman can love even the dirty and pathetic parts of you.’

The blood girl took off her own shoes. Then, she held out her pure white feet, covered in black stockings, in front of Ian’s face.

The blood woman gave an order to Ian, who was flinching.

“Lick.”

She loves you even at the lowest level.

So.

“Like a dog.”

Show me.

Your most pathetic appearance.