Weak.
I don't know what it's like in reality, but it's one of the essential elents of a ga.
There are many types of aphrodisiacs.
People who don't know just think that it's a drug that makes people horny when used.
That statent is not wrong.
Most commonly, commonly used aphrodisiacs have just that level of effect.
But what is 'estrus'?
In that sense, if you dig a little deeper, all kinds of subtle things pop out.
A drug that simply increases the body's sensitivity, a drug that only increases excitent while leaving the body untouched, a drug that makes the body itch and wants soone to touch it...
There are too many different types of dicine to be included in just one word, 'weak dicine.'
The fog from the incense burner that spread throughout the orgy room was the type that only stimulated excitent.
Even though both n and won roll their eyes to rub their genitals, it doesn't an that it's the kind that makes you feel dizzy if you don't have sex because it's weak.
Because ntal factors play a large role in the sexual pleasure one receives, it may feel more pleasant than usual, but the only part where the drug was effective was the ntal part.
And I had one more aphrodisiac that was used in addition.
The dicine applied to the inside of the chastity belt.
I don't know what kind of technology is used, but at certain intervals, a weak dicine cos out from inside the chastity belt and touches the sensitive chest and vagina.
The effect is... Perhaps it has the effect of sensitizing one's sexual senses and at the sa ti making one crave for stimulation.
At least that's how I felt.
With the lting prayers echoing from all directions, the act of comforting oneself was not allowed and was simply left unattended.
Due to the constant flow of weak dicine, the endlessly rising sexual desire was building up with no way to relieve it.
The scent of the dicine that was scattered throughout the room through the incense burner sweetly colored my mind pink.
When I looked around to divert my attention from my body that was getting infinitely hot, no matter which way I looked, all I could see were pornographic scenes that were too obscene to even show a business card.
Hearing, touch, sll, sight... Four of the five human senses were poisoned by weak drugs and yearned for primal pleasure.
No, maybe even the sense of taste was like that.
They say that much of the taste we feel depends on our sense of sll. If you think about it that way, by the ti you sll the 'sweet scent' with your sense of sll, your sense of taste may have already been affected by the taste.
The world of this large room seed to assert that humans are creatures that exist simply to seek pleasure.
The environnt, situation, and condition all stimulated female instincts and forced her to surrender to pleasure.
In order to push forward with your will in this situation, it would be impossible to beco a saint or a saint.
At least it wasn't .
And there was no reason to endure it in the first place.
The reason I play this ga is to satisfy my temper.
Of course, since I am an adult who knows how to choose the ti and place, I thought I would put off my sexual desires for a while if I needed to endure it.
But now was a ti when there was no need to endure.
So I decided to just stick to my sexual desires.
So.
So, that's right.
As soon as Bisil took out her dick, she latched onto it and started sucking it like the ultimate gourt, which ans it's not because I'm a dick-crazy girl.
"Hmm... Ha... Tsk... Sigh... Chuuup... "
"You suck so deliciously. "Is this really that delicious?"
Bisil's blatantly mocking words.
Bisil's hand, stroking my head as if handling a child, felt more like ridicule than affection, but I paid it no heed and swept the tip of my tongue over my cock.
The unique fishy sll of cock stung her nose.
It was a strong sll, but now it just felt pleasant.
It was as if the inside of her nose had beco an erogenous zone. Every ti I inhaled the scent of a cock, my uterus tightened, and I craved a man.
... Now that I think about it, I think I really had a taste for sticking it in her nose.
The contents of a doujinshi I saw once suddenly crossed my mind.
It was a relatively innocent ti, so I was shocked as to how anyone could think of putting it in a place like that.
It was an incident that was quite damaging to my innocent girlish heart, but much later, after reading an article written by a woman, it beca an opportunity for to realize that there is no significant difference between n and won, just the direction is different.
Since then, I have also beco more faithful to the walls.
Even though I was thinking these foolish thoughts, my body, which was devoted to sexual desire beyond my insanity, did not stop fellatio.
Swipe up with your tongue, and while circling the glans, gently kiss the urethra where the pre-cum flows and suck on it.
"Ugh."
Bisil, who was enjoying the service without stopping laughing, let out a small moan.
Okay. There is no significant difference between n and won when it cos to pleasure.
However, there is a perception that it is unsightly for a woman to feel more pleasure and for a man to moan.
As I took the cock deep into my mouth, I raised her eyes and glanced at Bisil's behavior.
Her eyes t. The smile that used to make people angry had disappeared from Bisil's face.
Did it really bother that much that I let out a moan, even just for a mont?
Anyway, it was a face worth looking at rather than a smiling face, so I smiled softly.
"... Ha."
For so reason, Bisil gasped when she saw my smile.
"Fuck. Are you asking to teach sothing like this? "I want to learn how to train her to beco this kind of fox."
After briefly lanting, Bisil pushed away her hand that was stroking my head and pulled out her dick.
A long line of slobber stretched between her cock and her lips and then suddenly stopped.
Knock.
Bisil tapped her head with her fingers.
What does this an?
After thinking for a mont, I realized that I was sticking out my tongue.
Like an animal trying to drink water, I was stretching out my tongue without realizing it, wanting to crave the cock just a little more.
I didn't know it, but it was obvious that it had an expression that didn't fit the descriptions of pretty or cute.
I quickly put my tongue back and made an expression that I knew nothing.
Bisil looked at like that and smiled and said.
"You. Where are you from?"
"Yes?"
A household survey suddenly began.
"From, hotown... Well, there is sothing like that. Even if you heard the na of the village, you wouldn't know it. Just tell roughly the location."
Hotown?
Of course, there is no hotown in this ga world, aning where I was born.
I don't know if I played a ga where I was possessed by an already existing character, but that's not the case.
Still, if I had to pick a place I could call ho, it would be the forest I fell into as soon as I started the ga.
The forest where I t the goblin and Sophie and Runon.
Now that I think about it, how are those two doing?
She exchanged letters a couple of tis during the half year she spent at the academy.
Just thinking about the contents of the letter, it seed like things were going well... Well. Even though I created it, wouldn't it be difficult to live normally in a world like this?
What. It's not sothing I care about.
"It's further than the imperial capital."
It was an ambiguous expression, but Bisil had no doubts.
I don't think there was much interest in the exact location in the first place.
Then why did you ask? It's hard to understand people who talk a lot.
"It's further than the capital. Then do you know about the Kingdom of Veil?"
The topic here?
I was struck by a topic that ca up at a completely unexpected ti, and I ended up shaking.
Fortunately, Bisil, who thought the tremors were a side effect of excitent caused by the drug, passed on without saying anything.
I chose my words carefully and answered. Just so that I don't find out that my purpose is to find Justitia's location.
"A veil? I think I heard that sowhere. Where did you hear that... ?"
It's not even reality. Not knowing the na of a country is very normal.
If you live your whole life in a small town, you may not even know the na of the country you live in.
Still, since the setting is that he went around with Asil, who was playing a nobleman, it would be appropriate to say that I heard about it sowhere.
"Is it. What. "If you're not from around here, that's enough to know."
As expected, Bisil believed my words without any doubts and spoke, spreading her arms exaggeratedly, like a businessman showing off his products.
"Veil Kingdom is a kingdom near here. Let's cut everything out and get to the point... It ans that the princess of that kingdom is also here. "I happen to be an S-class slave like you."
"..."
"I'm saying this because you are more complete than I thought. At this rate, it would be okay to receive training with that princess. How is it? "I will at least listen to your opinion."
The sa obnoxious tone as usual.
However, there was sothing cool about Bisil's gaze.
Just try it out.
You don't know that I infiltrated. This is probably a asure taken against everyone who talks about the princess.
If you don't act properly here, you'll imdiately arouse suspicion.
The worries were short-lived.
I said while scratching the chastity belt that was placed on my chest and private parts.
"... Yes. Yes? I will do whatever you say, so please solve this quickly... ?"
I'm not sure about being a princess or anything like that, but I'm just asking you to make feel good.
Is this the right answer?
After Bisil was silent for a mont.
"Hehe. Good. I'll do whatever you want. "Co here."
He returned to his usual expression and took out the key from his pocket.
My portrayal of 'a drugged up woman who can only think of sex' seed perfect.
Is it acting?
Of course.
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