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Small Help
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If others were to see Maki's bead eyes, perhaps they would feel a sense of pity. How not, Emily just put a chain of bridles around the woman's neck. Continues to the area of the foot with a pair of short chains connected to each other. This will make it difficult for someone to step.
"I'm sorry ma'am." muttered Emily; expressing guilt while painstakingly putting up a chain of legs for the woman.
Maki shook her head, as if understanding. No problem, she knew that Emily didn't want to do it herself. Just because Yolan told me to; inevitably Emily had to throw away a little humanity.
The basement which was originally just a warehouse was conjured up in such a way as to guarantee comfort. Emily hopes her big mistress stays locked away for a long time. Although actually the word 'braced' itself is not something good. So this is what it's like to be a bird in a cage.
It's really uncomfortable. Really am!
"Emm?"
Maki who was being licked into the bed lowered her head, Emily had just finished chaining her legs together. The middle-aged woman suddenly acted impulsively; putting her hands on Maki's lap. This attracted the attention of the owner of the foot, from the brownish-colored empty bead—he saw the sad and unbearable face that Emily displayed.
Maki was stunned, she was the only maid who sincerely showed pity to the figure of Maki.
Ha-ha!
"I hope the madam doesn't do 'something' anymore." said Emily, in the context of reprimanding something like suicide, damaging the goods even to the point of hurting the maids in charge of caring for her.
"Emmm..."
Maki nodded, rarely will she obey. Emily breathed a sigh of relief, a knotty smile present on the face that was now no longer young. The female butler stood up, framing the spoiled face belonging to the figure of Maki.
As an adult, Emily had absolutely no heart to leave Maki alone in the basement. Despite knowing when the time to sleep; later that night the figure of Yolan will certainly be present and lie right next to Maki's body, it's just that—ini is really immoral.
It doesn't make sense. |
"Mistress?" call Emily then, her tone a little hesitant but after careful thought. Yup! The butler thought she should do it.
Maki looked up, returning the woman's gaze. The warm hand that framed Maki's face slowly drifted away, seeing Emily holding back her hand on the other side of the body while looking for something. Behind the black-and-white maid outfit he was wearing.
What moves does he want to look for and show Maki?
The woman was curious.
Although Emily's movements were very thin, faintly Maki realized that something the woman was looking for was already in her hands. The middle-aged woman asks Maki to lend a hand, innocently following what Emily wants. Hands straight at the woman. Emily welcome.
Cold objects electrocute the surface of the palm. Maki's gaze lowered, just as Emily handed something over in her hands.
"Ampa...in?" (What is this?)
Unknowingly Maki muttered. Something small with a familiar shape, people always call the object by the name of the key.
What key is that?
Then—for what is the key?
The question arises, in Maki's small brain that is only able to contain a little information. Suddenly Emily lowered her head, brought her body closer to Maki or rather asked that they could whisper to each other.
"Hosh~"
The lips of the woman with the status of the butler approached towards the earlobe, a strand of words rattled. Maki ticklish.
"Keep well madam, this is the key to releasing both chains." whispered a few seconds before moving away.
Maki sculpted, why did Emily give this to him?
Seeing the confused face Maki displayed made the butler chuckle on the spot.
Maki is really innocent.
Unimaginable how he could end up on the palm of Yolan's hand that even Emily remembered that the man used to just want to dress up like a woman.
"Madamie don't think too hard, I'm doing this purely out of desire." and pity.
Maki knows.
"Make sure that the mistress is not caught, keep it well in a place that is difficult to guess." added the middle-aged woman before ending her speech.
"Then I resigned myself,"
Too long there will only invite curiosity, from someone they might not expect.
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There is only a bed and nightstand, as well as a medium-sized wardrobe in the room. Plus one bathroom and a toilet, the chain that shackled Maki's neck was long enough—so she could move freely up there. But Maki's steps were held back about 5 meters before the main exit of this basement.
Quite unfortunate.
Maki's hand was raised, towards the neck area with an iron circle there. It was cold, how long had he been wearing those shackles? It's starting to feel uncomfortable. Maki again stepped closer to the lip of the bed.
Crett~
Coinciding with this, the sound of door hinges was heard from a distance. Someone has just entered, supposedly after Emily there is no longer a maid who can come to Maki in the basement unless it is the figure of Yolan.
Taps...
Taps...
Taps...
And sure enough, his furious breath made Maki turn around. Yolan's tired face was clearly displayed in Maki's vision.
"Huh—?!"
The man walked closer. This brownish woman got into bed and lay down, not caring about the figure named Yolan.
He chose to close his eyes until the woman felt the pressure of the bed where he was lying down slowly. Yolan was right next to the woman's body, his head was dizzy. There must be a lot of work to be handled so that makes the man extreme fatigue.
Maki tried indifferently, she kept some distance between her body and Yolan but suddenly something coiled up in the woman's stomach. Maki's eyelids open, she jerks—kaget. Do not accept the treatment Yolan did by eroding the distance between them.
Heavy breathing sweeps the surface of the neck niche belonging to Maki, this makes the woman goosebumps instead of playing.
"Fsuhhh~"
Then there was a faint murmur.
"I'm sorry Hanna, for being rude. All this I'm doing is for you, making sure that you're in a place that's completely safe. For your safety, too, dear..."
Of what?
If Maki can ask, in the eyes of the woman right now the most dangerous and frightening figure is you Yolan.
There's nothing else.
"Erghs! Arghm..."
Maki squirmed, feeling uncomfortable. He wanted to let go of the embrace that coiled his stomach but could not. The more Maki moved the stronger Yolan clutched him.
Because they do not want to feel the feeling of tightness finally the brownish woman gave up. Letting Yolan act as he pleases.
You fucking bastard! |
Yolans.
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