But in reality, it was all part of his plan. He was the mastermind who had encouraged the Treasury Minister to embezzle royal funds, assuring him of his support.
Now, the Treasury Minister's wife stood exposed, her light tan skin and brown areola visible to all. The Masked Man's eyes widened; his gaze fixed on her smooth skin.
As she continued to strip, the tension in the room escalated. The Pri Minister's face turned beet red, his eyes fixed on the floor. He seed to be struggling with his own emotions, his jaw clenched in a mixture of anger and frustration. But it was all a facade, a mask he wore to conceal his true desires.
The Masked Man, on the other hand, appeared to be enjoying the spectacle. His eyes glead with excitent, his smile twisted and sinister. He seed to be savouring the power he held over the Treasury Minister and his wife.
The Pri Minister turned towards her, his gaze falling upon her naked body. He gulped, his breath catching in his throat.
She was in her pri, her curves and contours perfectly proportioned. Her body odour, a curly black bush over her lower lips and her smooth skin was enough to srize any n.
The Pri Minister felt a surge of desire, his eyes fixed on her. His hand involuntarily reached for his groin, his "dragon" pulsating with excitent. He smiled as his plan was working, his eyes locked on her naked form.
The Masked Man's smile grew wider as he revelled in the Pri Minister's discomfort. "How about you two give a show," he demanded, his voice dripping with malice. The Pri Minister's face turned beet red, his eyes fixed on the floor, as he struggled to maintain his composure.
"You are crossing the limit," the Pri Minister protested, his voice firm but laced with concern. "You wanted her to strip, so she did that, and that should be enough."
The Masked Man's smile twisted into a cruel grin. "I'm the one who calls the shots here, not you," he sneered, his eyes glinting with nace. The Pri Minister's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger, but he knew he was out of options.
The real threat, however, was directed at the Treasury Minister's wife. She stood naked and vulnerable, her eyes fixed on the Masked Man with a mix of fear and defiance. She knew she had to comply, or risk facing the consequences.
"What do you want to do?" she asked in a husky voice, her tone laced with a hint of desperation. The Masked Man's grin widened; his eyes gleaming with excitent.
"Ah, my dear, I want you to do whatever I say," he purred, his voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "And as for you, Pri Minister, you'll do well to rember your place."
The Pri Minister glared at the Masked Man with red, angry eyes, but the Masked Man ignored him and ordered the Treasury Minister's wife, "Look at how aroused our Pri Minister is. Why don't you help him release so of his tension?"
She gazed at the big bulge in the Pri Minister's pants and took a deep, heavy breath before bending her knees in front of him. The Pri Minister tried to stop her, "You shouldn't listen to him."
However, she spoke with pleading eyes, "Please." With those words, she removed his pants, revealing his erect dragon.
The Pri Minister's wife stood frozen; her eyes fixed on the enormous dragon before her. Its massive size and imposing presence srized her, and she couldn't help but stare.
As she gazed at it, she felt an inexplicable heat coursing through her body, as if her very being was surrendering and wanting to embrace it.
As she stood there, frozen staring at Pri minister's dragon, she heard the voice of the masked man, his tone dripping with sadistic pleasure. "Go ahead, kiss it and show us how good your skills are."
The Pri Minister, his face flushed with embarrassnt and sha, tried to hide his dragon with his hands, but it was still clearly visible, a testant to his arousal.
The Treasury Minister's wife, her eyes locked on the Pri Minister's dragon, leaned in and gently removed his hands. She then kissed his dragon, her lips wrapping around it with a mix of hesitation and desperation.
The masked figure, his eyes gleaming with excitent, took out his own dragon and began pleasuring himself, his gaze fixed on the Treasury Minister's wife as she perford the act.
She licked the dragon for a few monts, her tongue dancing around the tip before she took it inside her mouth. Her actions were driven by a desperate need to save her husband's life and her family's business.
Yet, as she perford the act, she felt a strange sensation wash over her, as if she trusted the man she was serving. It was a feeling that confused and scared her, but she couldn't deny its presence.
"sluuurrrpp"
"sslllllsssuuurrrrpppp"
"sssssllllluuuuurrrrrrrppppp"
She began sucking his dragon, her body seemingly possessed by an insatiable hunger. Desperation, she told herself, but the truth was more complex. A fla of arousal licked at her core, refusing to be ignored, and she felt an unshakeable sense of surrender to the forbidden desire.
That day marked a turning point in her life. The Pri Minister had utilized the Liquid of Corruption, extracted from a mysterious stone.
This potent elixir fuelled unbridled arousal, rendering anyone exposed to it helpless against their darkest desires.
Upon consuming the liquid, a fiery passion ignited within her. Today's act was rely a catalyst, corrupting her thoughts and surrendering her to carnal desire.
The masked man hadn't issued any commands beyond demonstrating her skills, yet she found herself lost in pleasure. Entranced, she continued pleasuring the Pri Minister until he climaxed inside her mouth.
When she was pleasuring him, her hands wandered, one instinctively reaching for her lower lips and the other for her lons. But when the Pri Minister's curd filled her mouth, reality suddenly struck her. She snapped back to reality, horrified by what she had done.
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