A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 124: Relieving the Emperor’s Stress (2) ***

Chuup, chuup...

From his kneeling position, T. Royce kissed Barnes' cock, opened his mouth, and swallowed it.

He must have been ready before he knew it, as the drool welling up in his mouth enveloped his glans as if it had been inserted into a penis overflowing with love juice.

The warm tongue that tightened as if he was tasting a world-class delicacy and the saliva that filled his mouth wrapped around his cock every time he shook his head, giving him a completely different pleasure from his lower mouth.

"... Ugh!"

Barnes used to say that only women make moaning noises during sex, and that men who moan are disqualifying men, but in front of Tyrois, who uses a technique that even a prostitute in the red-light district can't match, a single sound escapes his mouth. I couldn't stand it.

Where on earth did a person like the emperor learn this technique? Just thinking about it makes me more excited. As a result, the male chosen by this female is herself.

Barnes unconsciously grabbed T. Royce's head like he had done when he was in her coffin.

Beautifully set blonde hair becomes disheveled by a rough touch. It felt like I was making my first footprints in a field of pure white snow, so I swept it away a little violently and enjoyed the feeling of immorality.

Barnes, who was enjoying the pleasure rising from his lower body by feeling the texture of silky hair, suddenly felt that Tyrois's eyes were looking at him, and he became nervous.

'Was it too rude?'

Looking back, she had grabbed the emperor's head the last time they had sex, but that was after permission was given to do whatever she wanted with her body.

For now, the name was still allowed.

It may be tempting to ask what more you can argue about when you're already on your knees sucking a cock, but there was a huge gap between Vance, a commoner who wasn't even a noble, and the Emperor, the sun and sole ruler of the empire.

To put it in the extreme, it means that Tyrus treats Barnes as nothing more than her biological dildo, and that she doesn't mind if he slit her throat because she feels bad for doing whatever she wants.

For a moment, Barnes was so nervous that cold sweat ran down his spine, but he relaxed when he realized that the meaning behind Tyrois' gaze was not anger.

After I got over the fear of dying, I saw many things.

No, I didn't need to see much. The sight of her looking up with narrowed eyes and serving with all her heart was the image of a female being obedient to a male.

Just like a cowardly, safety-first guard, Barnes was scared alone.

My field of vision, which had been narrowed due to fear, returned, and when I made eye contact again, the meaning in that gaze was excitement.

After receiving such passionate attention, no matter how many Vans I had, I had no choice but to turn on the switch.

Vance used his strength to hold the emperor's head and pushed it away.

The lips that had been clinging to me until the end fell off the cock with a sound like "Jyu-eup."

"Ha... What is it... ?"

Tyrois, who was excited as if he would go away just by sucking a dick, let out a dissatisfied voice when the fellatio was suddenly stopped.

However, as soon as I looked into Barnes' eyes, that dissatisfaction went away as if it had never happened.

Indifferent eyes.

No, even the word indifferent would be absurd.

Those eyes showed no signs of reverence for the emperor, and were simply eyes looking at the female with whom they were going to mate.

'... Is it so. This is the gaze. This gaze that sees me not as an emperor but as just a woman, no, just a female... '

I only received gazes that seemed to be criticizing me, but as if my whole body was being caressed, I felt an exhilarating sense of pleasure wherever the gaze passed.

As a beautiful woman before the emperor, she received so many lustful gazes that she was sick of it.

However, none of them continued to look like that even after making eye contact with Tyrois. Even my husband.

Such was the status of imperial family. Everyone looked at that beautiful figure as a woman, but it was never truly considered a 'woman'.

But Barnes was different.

Although she is timid and tends to have to be approached first and needs specific permission for various things to move, once she starts, she doesn't consider the annoying things like being an emperor or anything like that and just sees her as a woman.

Tyrois was proud of her position as the emperor of the empire and had a sense of duty appropriate to her position, but that did not mean that there was no weight on her shoulders.

I was able to take off that heavy burden and enjoy primal pleasure in front of her vans.

That may have been the reason why her stress, which had not been alleviated by masturbation or mixing with other men, went away overnight with Barnes.

T. Lois shivered, feeling her womb tingle with just the sight of Barnes' gaze.

"..."

Barnes said nothing and pointed to the emperor's bed.

"Yes... ?"

Pointing to the bed at the time when sex was about to begin, there were too many guesses and I couldn't figure out what it meant.

Still, T. Royce's intelligent brain worked quickly and came up with her answer.

'The reason I pointed at the bed meant that I was going to insert it now, and the reason I didn't say anything... It means I get to choose the position I like!'

Of course, Barnes didn't say anything, so there was no way to know whether T. Royce's interpretation was correct.

However, it was clear that at least Tyros's interpretation was the most exciting interpretation for Tyrus himself.

After coming to the conclusion he wanted, Tyrois turned away from Barnes and approached his bed.

The extremely excited body naturally shook its buttocks to lure the male.

T. Royce held on to the edge of the bed and put his butt back without getting on it.

It was a back-up position, leaning against the bed.

Tyrois loved having sex behind her back.

This was because his plump chest, which he was secretly proud of, stood out even more when his chest was lowered.

It was hard to believe that she had raised two children. Despite her age, her large, beautiful breasts, which did not sag at all, swayed heavily according to gravity as Tyrois pulled out her buttocks.

Meanwhile, it wasn't until T. Royce took his stance that he realized.

'This is revealing my taste, right?'

What if they think I'm a lustful woman who likes to be in a junior position? T. Lois felt as ashamed as her beloved maiden.

At the point where she asked another man for sex even though she had a husband, she was being called anything other than lewd.

Tyrois herself said it was a means to efficiency in her work, but no one would believe her as soon as she said it. She didn't know that perhaps even she herself didn't think that way.

Tak.

Something heavy and hot came up on the buttocks of T. Lois, who seemed to be dying from her shame.

Even without looking back, I could tell what the long, hard object was rubbing between her pale buttocks and asserting its presence.

"Ah... "

Before I knew it, a voice filled with anticipation came out.

As if in response to that voice, the tip of her stick passed through the anus and touched the hole.

A large man's hand grasped T. Royce's hips.

The movement was not fast at all, rather it was done slowly, enjoying the soft feel of her skin, but Tyrus could feel her arousal increasing with each passing moment.

Let's have sex from now on. The thick, hot meat stick will cut through the meat and hit the deepest part.

With her experience, Tyrois could recall the pleasure vividly, her intangible pleasure amplified again and again in her head.

Rumbling.

The cock hadn't even been inserted yet, but the overflowing love juice was pooling on the floor.

A slap.

The sound of stepping on love juice pooled on the floor. It might have been an auditory hallucination, but Tyrois felt like she heard it.

Why did he take another step when his hips and thighs were already close enough to touch?

Doesn't this mean that we will get closer than we are now, so to speak, to the point where part of our body can fit somewhere?

Finally, when she felt the tip of her Vans' glans opening up her hole, T. Lois involuntarily tensed her body.

And.

"Haaaaang???!"

A cock that was pierced right up to the top of my head.

Tyrois' body, which was already extremely excited, easily reached climax with just one piston.

However, Barnes didn't care about T. Royce's trembling state and moved her waist.

"Ang? Now, wait a minute, he's gone now??"

Tyrois didn't know what to do with the pleasure that came before the afterglow of the climax had even subsided.

Although T. Royce himself didn't know it, after tasting the superb man with the 'customized cock' called Barnes, T. Royce's body could no longer be satisfied with another man's cock.

The men who had been brought in the name of testing only suppressed their unsatisfied sexual desires and were unable to resolve them at all.

The sexual desire that had been compressed and compressed like that made his body go into endless heat, saying that he had finally met his master.

"Go again, go again, eurrrr???"

A sensitive body, a very excited mind, and a dick optimized to take down Tyrois with Barnes' abilities. Tyrois scattered the tide again before even ten piston strokes had passed.

"A little, 10,000, 10,000? Hiit?"

Despite feeling such pleasure that it made his head spin from Barnes, who was still shaking his back, T-Rois turned to look at Barnes in order to somehow give him some time to rest, or to ask him to slow down a little.

"..."

However, I realized it when I saw Barnes' still indifferent eyes.

He said he intended to treat Vans as a 'tool to increase work efficiency,' but perhaps it was he who became the real tool.

Tyrois thought that tonight would be a very long night, as she held tight to her waist and squeezed Barnes's cock as he continued to thrust it, trying to escape from the excessive pleasure.