Blood Emperor Throne

“In the past, this lowly sheriff was no match for us brothers!”

Emboldened by alcohol, the two brothers muttered curses about the injustice of fate. But being cowardly by nature, they dared not vent their anger on the knight commander who had given them the job as sheriffs, for fear of losing this job that, despite their angry curses, was one they had never even dared to dream of before.

As for the knights they mentioned, they were obviously made up.

The tavern owner, watching the two sheriffs cursing at each other with indifference, wiped his glasses and paid little attention to the brothers.

After the Countess and Asmodeus implemented a comprehensive reform, the petty officials who used to bully them and extort protection money no longer had the right to carry out vigilante justice.

If they are discovered by patrolling female knights and patrolling noblewomen, being dismissed from their posts and kicked out of their territories is the least of their worries.

This is also why the brothers Red and Dennis were so dissatisfied, because they found that no one in the city was willing to bribe them, and their power was limited to driving away thugs who disturbed the peace.

The generous treatment made their hard work these days seem insignificant, with a sky-high price of five gold coins a month!

Compared to their previous salary of ten silver coins a month after working themselves to the bone, this was several times more, and they didn't even need to work so hard, but they had no power whatsoever.

However, the lack of power did not stop the two brothers from exaggerating their abilities.

They attributed Asmodian's selection of them as sheriffs to their past as knights, their meticulousness, and their strong sense of justice.

Even now, they are completely unaware that their gentle and beautiful white-haired, mature wife and their pure and lovely white-haired daughter have been staying in Asmodal's castle since they entered the city.

While the two brothers bragged to the guests in the cheap tavern, the maid comforted those in the courtyard.

"Eee-ee~~ In front of Mommy?~ If I get violated?~~ Waaah?~~ I'm going to break?~ Eee-ya?"

"Eeya ooh?~~ Eek?~~ I love big brother so much~~ Ee-hmm?~~ Are you going to become weird?~~~"

Elsa and Aina, these two pure and lovely girls in white stockings, also inherited the characteristics of their gentle and beautiful white stockings. Not only are their petite and delicate bodies charming and soft, but as half-sisters, they are like twins, with the same soft and tender body and pure and lovely face.

The only difference was that when faced with Asmody's staking assault, the more petite and beautiful Elsa was more easily assaulted by that thick, savage, and fierce beast until her almond-shaped eyes welled up with tears.

Meanwhile, Asmodeus's younger sister, Aina, who was even more petite and delicate, would always go from shyly holding glistening tears at the beginning to tightly wrapping her slender, snow-white hands around the back of Asmodeus's neck after his various rough and savage beatings. Her delicate feet, adorned with crystal-clear, open-toed white gauze high-heeled sandals, would also always wrap around his waist.

Although when Elsa was impregnated, her white silk feet, adorned with transparent crystal round-toed stilettos, would wrap around Asmodie's waist with a hint of shyness, they wouldn't form a delicate knot like Aina's.

However, on ordinary days, aside from their beauty, it is still a little difficult to tell the two sisters apart.

But right now, these two pure and lovely sisters in white stockings are restrained in the yoke originally used to restrain horses. Their slender and soft white stockings are hooked on transparent crystal open-toe suspender high heels and spread apart, while the little mare's soft and tender white stockings and white ice cream-shaped buttocks are raised high.

Beneath the sheer white pantyhose, her soft, creamy white labia, resembling a tender peach, were exposed to a beast as savage and ferocious as a bull, in a state befitting the identities of this mother and daughter maids and prostitutes.

With such a mare that Asmodeus could easily mate with from behind, it was extremely easy to distinguish the two sisters.

"Eee-woo-woo?~ This~ this position?~~ Hmm?~~ It'll be easy?~~ to feel comfortable?~ Mmm~~"

Asmodie grasped two soft, sweet, and tender white silk ice cream feet, holding up those two cool and lovely white gauze crystal strappy high heels as if they were crystal ice creams exclusively for these two pure and lovely white silk stocking-clad teenage sisters.

Elsa, who was originally restrained like a little mare, was presented with a portable cup by Asmody. Asmody played with the large hands of her delicate feet, which were covered in ice cream crystal high heels. Amidst the girl's sweet and slightly tearful moans, Asmody brought her two soft and tender white silk ice cream feet to her lips and freely put them into her mouth to taste the sweet and tender white silk ice cream.

The girl's soft, snow-white feet, covered in sheer white stockings, were sweet, tender, and fragrant. They could almost be completely contained in one bite, and her delicate, snow-white skin was as smooth as cream.

This sweet and creamy white silk ice cream made Asmodie feel like a raging bull, relentlessly pounding into her, causing the two soft, tender white silk buttocks beneath him to tremble uncontrollably amidst the girl's delicate, tearful moans.

The smooth, tender vulva, under the ravages and rampages of the savage and ferocious bull, even the originally pure and translucent white silk stockings of the young girl were violated and wrinkled. With each plowing and ravaging by the savage bull, the crystal sweet nectar would splash like the juice of a tender peach.

Asmody could see the girl's delicate, tearful moans, her soft, trembling body as she was being pounded, and her sweet, tender, white silk-clad feet. Even when his large tongue swept over her glistening toes wrapped in translucent white silk, she would only shyly shrink back and tremble.

The girl beneath him was Elsa, the elder of the twin sisters.

"Waaah?~~ Eeya?~~ In front of Mommy?~~ Ugh?~ By Master?~~ Ee?~~"

"Eek? ~~Again? ~~It's changed? ~~"

Although it has been confirmed that the first victim was Aisha, Asmody will still choose to confirm the identity of the other girl in white stockings just to be on the safe side.

His large hand, holding a sword, grasped the girl's delicate feet, which were adorned with white silk stockings and high heels, and used them as a substitute for top-quality white silk stockings, pressing them onto the yoke. This caused the girl's soft, tender flesh to be positioned almost folded and thrust into him from the front.

The tender, white abalone, exuding a sweet, honey-like fragrance, along with its soft, juicy buds wrapped in sheer white pantyhose, were completely exposed to the savage bull radiating a wild aura.

The ferocious bull, its drool dripping, pressed against the girl's smooth, moist, and delicate breasts through her pure white pantyhose.

The girl in white silk, bound in shackles and pinned beneath Asmoda, had almond-shaped eyes, veiled by a white lace blindfold and brimming with hearts, filled with tears. Her tender cherry lips uttered a soft, tearful moan.

Asmodeus, that savage and ferocious bull, slowly pried open her two tender, smooth mounds of flesh encased in white stockings, before finally crashing down heavily onto her hard, firm waist.

"Eee-woo-woo?~~Woo-ha?~~Hmm?~~~"

Amidst the girl's tender, tearful cries, Asmodeus, the savage and enraged bull, with extreme brutality, trampled upon the girl's soft, supple, white-silk-like buttocks.

Driven into a savage rage, the bull, clad in pure white pantyhose as white as cream, penetrated her completely with an extremely forceful thrusting position, turning this pure and lovely girl in white stockings into a portable white cream-colored girl hanging on his body, exclusively his own!

The pure and lovely girl in white stockings was blindfolded under a white lace veil. Her watery, hazy peach-pink almond eyes rolled upwards. Her delicate white stockings, adorned with round crystal stilettos, hung helplessly on his shoulders, swaying slightly with the increasingly violent and savage onslaught.

Clearly, the girl in white stockings who, instead of shrinking back in shame under the frenzied pile driving, draped her soft legs over his shoulders and swayed wildly with the pile driving, was none other than Aina, a girl with slightly lewd tastes.

Chapter 169 Floor-to-ceiling windows and white silk cakes. Gamblers are called gamblers because they are basically completely unrepentant.

The same principle applies to the brothers Red and Dennis.

Even though they lost everything last time and ended up with a gentle, beautiful, mature wife and a pure, innocent daughter, and had to work as maids in the castle for a year to pay off their debts, they had no regrets whatsoever.

What if we win this time?

The two brothers, clutching four gold coins, had eyes that were bloodshot like those of wild beasts driven mad by rage.

Four gold coins were almost a knight's monthly salary; in the past, a farmer's annual income was barely twenty silver coins.

Just as the two brothers, their eyes bloodshot, were shaking their chips and betting like crazed wild beasts...

Their pure and lovely biological daughters, Aisha and Aina, are two delicate and tender young sisters.

But Asmodeus, with his savage, bull-like masculine body, was pressing her against the French windows of the brothel, shrouded in a hazy, peach-pink gauze curtain. He was violently pounding into her until her almond-shaped eyes, filled with tears, turned dazed and rolled upwards.

At this moment, Asmody was like a brutal thief who broke into the girls' room and wantonly violated the two pairs of white-stockinged mother and daughters. He used the sisters' pure white lace panties decorated with pink bows to tie their delicate white hands behind their backs and pressed them in front of the completely transparent glass floor-to-ceiling window. He then roughly thrust his waist into them in the position of carrying a train lunchbox.

As for those gentle and beautiful mature women in white silk stockings, they are currently restrained by white gauze ribbons on a heart-shaped bed, posing in an extremely seductive and mature "stuffed bun" position.

Their eyes, veiled by bright purple lace blindfolds, had completely transformed into passionate hearts. Their sweet, plump lips, dripping with nectar, were bound by hollowed-out pink gags, and each breath exuded a sweet, ripe mist from these gags.

Beneath their glossy, sheer white stockings that hugged their buttocks, their plump, soft, and ripe buttocks, like two mounds of creamy rice cakes piled together, awaited Asmodie's thick, menacing pestle to be used in a brutal and savage ramming position to extract their juice.

The tender, white abalone, as plump as a clam, is in a state of estrus, waiting to be fertilized and violated. The two plump, soft lips, piled together, are moist and oily from the honey that drips from each of them. The sweet, ripe honey fragrance permeates the air, and the sweet honey syrup flows like a spring, overflowing from a ripe, creamy fruit.

Whenever their soft, creamy, cotton candy-like buttocks trembled and swayed, causing their soft, mature fleshy vulvas, hidden beneath glossy white pantyhose, to gently rub together, it would cause their sweet, moist lips to overflow with soft, sensual moans.

If the two mounds of white silk-clad, mature buttocks were lifted slightly, they would spread out like creamy grease, leaving a sticky trail of moisture.

Bound and restrained by white ribbons, the blonde mature sisters, Isa and Ina, could only passively listen to their daughter's shy, tearful moans escaping from her tender cherry lips as Asmodeus was being enjoyed by her, with four of her five senses completely shut off.

"Eee~~ Guee~~ Elsa~~ It's going to~~ It's going to break~~ Eee~~"

"Mmm~~ Ha~ Aina can't eat anymore~~ Waaah~ Mommy~~ Aina can't take it anymore~ Waaah~~"

"Ee-goo~ Elsa wants it again~~ um~ by her master."

"Aina~ I'm so happy~~ I'm going to become Master's personal model~ Haha"

Pressed against the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, the two sisters, their snow-white silk-clad legs dangling helplessly in the air with their pink crystal-strap round-toe high heels, were roughly pounded into the window in front of them, their pink tongues half-protruding as they exhaled sweet mist onto the glass.

The hazy mist on the glass window was then quickly replaced by the outline of creamy round cakes on their snow-white, tender breasts, adorned with peach-pink openwork lace aprons and peach-pink milk droplets, as they jumped out from under their aprons.

The pink, high-slit, transparent halter-neck dress originally intended for young girls had already been roughly torn off when Asmody had pinned them down on the bed and violated them from behind in a position of penetration and climax.

Those pure and elegant transparent crystal wedding stilettos, when Asmodie grasped their snow-white, pure white silk-clad, tender feet and tasted them, left behind a lingering sweet fragrance of youthful sweetness that drifted down onto the floor.

However, this doesn't mean that the transparent crystal wedding heels are useless afterward; there's still a devout prayer ceremony by a nun in white stockings to follow.

These two transparent crystal wedding heels, used by the sisters to bear the crystal chalice of sin, to overflow with the filth and sins poured out by Asmodie, are then slipped onto their soft, snow-white silk ice cream feet.

"Eee-woo~ Elsa... Glug-woo~~ I'm going to be filled up~~ Ha... Eee-ee~~"

"Woo-ha~~ Aina~ Ee-hmm~ She's now the master's~~"

Faced with Asmodian's ferocious and savage offensive, the reactions of the Aisha and Aina sisters were completely different, perfectly reflecting their personalities.

Asmodeus pulled their slender, soft hands, pressing their delicate, white, silky flesh against the French windows like a raging bull riding a slender mare, his hard, solid, and powerful body pressing down on their fair backs draped only in peach-pink, openwork lace aprons.

With a muscular waist and a ferocious, savage attack, the beast ruthlessly violated their tender, creamy vulvas, which were dripping with glistening flower juice. Peach juice splashed onto the French windows, and their creamy, ice cream-like buttocks, covered in sheer white stockings, turned slightly red and trembled like cream pudding.

The shy Elsa was like a delicate and timid little white marne, and a particularly sensitive one at that. After being roughly ravaged, she stuck out her soft little tongue, her pure and lovely face filled with a dazed and infatuated look, her peach-pink almond eyes rolling upwards in a daze.

Her slender legs, clad in peach-pink round-toe crystal high heels and white stockings, were subjected to Asmody's relentless and frenzied assault.

From a point where she could barely stand on the ground, she was violated to the point of trembling, and now she was helplessly hanging between Asmodie's legs, her pink round crystal high heels dangling. With the savage pounding, she swayed slightly, and crystal peach juice mixed with viscous white fluid dripped from between her white silk-clad legs.

At this point, Aisha's position had changed from the original rear-entry position to Asmody's large hands encircling her slender and soft waist, using her white silk-clad flesh as a portable cup hanging in front of her, violating her until her peach-colored eyes rolled upwards.

Aina, who is also easily embarrassed but slightly lecherous, is a delicate and soft white-stockinged mare in front of Asmodie's tall and strong body, but this delicate white-stockinged mare is a little greedy.

Asmodeus pulled her back and pressed her jade-like hands against the transparent French windows, her two soft, plump breasts, like creamy ice cream, trembled and jumped out of her peach-pink lace apron. Her pink peach shortbread, adorned with peach-pink milk dangles, was crushed against the French windows, turning into creamy biscuits. After being roughly pounded, drops of sweet milk overflowed.

She could still shyly turn her innocent face away and offer her sweet, soft tongue to Asmo so he could taste it.

Furthermore, compared to Elsa being used as a portable cup by Asmo, hanging in front of her body and violated to the point that her delicate white silk legs were helplessly suspended in the air.

Aina, this lustful yet innocent girl, was pinned against the French windows by Asmodeus in the frontal "train bento" position. Her delicate hands hooked around the back of Asmodeus's neck, and her slender, snow-white legs, clad in white silk, shyly wrapped around his strong waist.

The soft, tender, creamy white silk buttocks were crushed into a soft, creamy white silk pancake on the French windows. Each time Asmodie's rough, pounding attack hit her tender, creamy buttocks, they would tremble and peach juice would splash.

Two soft, snow-white silky feet, softly hooked with peach-pink round crystal high heels, hung behind his waist. With each of his savage and brutal thrusts, they drew contrasting and alluring arcs in mid-air.

Author's note: I feel like the sisters' scenes are almost over. I'll write one more chapter about the mother and daughter and then we'll end it here.

Chapter 170

Inside the bustling casino, in the girl's pink crystal high heels, the brothers Red and Dennis clutched their chips, their bloodshot eyes, swollen from alcohol, fixed on the roulette wheel like those of predatory beasts.

The air was thick with the smell of alcohol and the metallic scent of chips, constantly stimulating the gamblers' nerves.

The two brothers were assimilated and immersed in the atmosphere of the casino, and their expressions became particularly excited. With each win and loss, they constantly let out almost manic laughter and extremely frustrated wailing and cursing.

They clutched their chips tightly, their expressions bordering on madness under the influence of alcohol and euphoria.

Meanwhile, the brothers, engrossed in high-stakes gambling at the casino, were completely unaware.

They laughed wildly in excitement as they won chips time and time again.

Inside the castle, their innocent and lovely daughter, dressed in white silk, her delicate and tender body being stripped of her revealing, peach-pink lace apron that was almost like that of a young prostitute, was being forced to become one of the mother and daughter prostitutes in the maid's brothel, which was decorated in a peach-pink atmosphere.

A tall, strong body pressed their snow-white, delicate bodies, clad only in cream-white sheer pantyhose, onto the heart-shaped bed. With a savage attack, almost like a raging bull assaulting a delicate little rabbit, he thrust his hips and pounded into them until their eyes rolled back in a daze.

The sisters' slender, snow-white, creamy legs, draped in pink, transparent crystal-studded round-toed high heels, hung limply at the sides of the man's strong waist.

Two snow-white, soft feet, curled up like mochi in pink, round-toed crystal heels, hung helplessly in the air as the girl cried out in a shy, dazed, and soft voice. With each rough and savage rise and fall of the man's strong waist, the pink crystal heels pointed skyward.

The girl's long, smooth, golden hair, like silk, was spread out slightly messily on the heart-shaped bed. Her pure and lovely fair face was now filled with a seductive and infatuated look. Her heart-shaped pink eyes were filled with crystal tears and rolled upwards. Her tender pink lips were half-open, sticking out her sweet and soft tongue for the man to taste at will.

"Eee-ooh~~ It's broken~~ Ooh-ooh~ It's broken~~ Ooh-ooh~ Ha~"

"Big brother~ *sobs* I love it so much~~ Give Aina more~"

"Mmm~ Elsa wants to too~~ Ee-mm~ Elsa will~ welcome big brother nicely~"

"No~ Eek~ No~~ Aina~ Aina is~ the one for big brother~ Ee-ha~~"

The two sisters' delicate, slender, and exquisite white silk-clad flesh could be completely crushed beneath Asmodie's tall, strong, and bull-like body, posed together in a position where they would be in pink crystal high heels, white silk-clad, and tender feet facing upwards.

That menacing, thick, savage lance hovered high above the sisters' soft, creamy white pantyhose, which clung to their tender, white vulvas as smooth and sweet as creamy buns.

Just like a rough stone pestle hanging high in front of the soft, creamy, and sweet filling, these two sweet, soft, and tender white silky cream buns become the cream ice cream that this rough stone pestle needs to pound and extract juice from.

The glistening, sweet peach juice spilled out, already covering the sheer white pantyhose, the snow-white, tender buttocks beneath, and the two soft, creamy white silk labia, soaked in a sticky, moist liquid.

Asmodée's beast head, sometimes just through sheer white stockings, could lightly brush against the smooth, soft white jade-like opening, creating wisps of glistening water.

She was clearly a shy, innocent-looking girl, yet she acted so lecherous in front of this savage beast.

Under his savage and ferocious bull-like onslaught, the two sisters' performances were quite different.

"Aww~ Ee-ee~ Elsa will~ be a good girl~~"

"Big brother's~~ Ee-ha~~ Ha~~"

The docile and shy Elsa, faced with the savage and ferocious beast clad in white stockings, its head stretching open her soft, moist breasts, causing the glistening white stockings to sag slightly, was a sight to behold.

She shyly covered her innocent and lovely face, her shy but lustful heart-shaped eyes peeking at Asmodie through her delicate white fingers, glistening with tears.

When Asmodie's savage and ferocious beast, wrapped in a layer of white silk, slammed down on his waist with an extremely savage pile-driving attack, like a thick stone pestle pounding peach juice, the savage beast's body roughly squeezed open the soft and sweet peach crevice, and the sound of gurgling peach juice splashing through it penetrated to the very bottom.

The shy and innocent girl simply raised her slender neck, her pink tongue half-protruding and splashing saliva, and covered her tearful and lustful pink eyes with the back of her hand. In her shy and tearful moans, she let Asmody launch a savage and brutal assault.

Those snow-white, soft, and delicate feet, adorned with peach-pink strappy crystal high heels, were spread apart by Asmodie's strong waist, hanging helplessly and limply on either side of his body, trembling slightly with each brutal thrust.

"Ee-ha~~ Big brother~ I'm so happy~~ Aina~ I'm going to be implanted by big brother~~"

"Aww~ Aina will~~ learn from Mom~~ make big brother and Aina comfortable together~~"