Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 771 Morgana's Desires 2

This Morgana before him did not have any of the flawed features that the recent one had. No puss bumps on the face, no horns, and certainly no mechanical features.

Her face was smooth, and Oval. Her eyes, surrounded with long pink lashes were lustrous, deep and the light pink glow in them displayed the depth of the pleasure that she felt.

Yes. It was pleasure. After all, she was riding on top him.

This actually came as a surprised to Lenny. At the moment, he saw himself, naked, strapped to the bed and morgana riding his male organ.

Her pretty almond shaped eyes were drowsy with pleasure, and her long pink-flowing hair fell off her shoulders, dancing about on her oily skin.

Her waist moved in rhythms that betrayed her enjoyment of her desire. Every bend and whine of her waist focused at the attraction of taking him deeper into her.

And with every push of her waist, her lips escaped a moan.

"Mmmm!!! Harder. Deeper!" Every trust was not rushed but moved with flavor of her own bewitchment.

Lenny had seen Morgana do a lot of things. In fact, he knew that she was capable of a lot of things, but this was truly the first time that he was seeing what was in her head.

yet again, he heard voices coming from another direction.

lenny followed them. It was yet another scene of pleasure.

This time around, it was in the arena with demons all over the place screaming and chanting for blood.

The ground was stained with a mixture of blood, guts and limbs from other gladiators.

She was naked and strapped belly down on the back of a red bull the size of a car, with a blood stained Lenny taking her from behind.

"More, more... use me more!!" she moaned loudly, her pleas for him to penetrate her more was some how louder than even the chants from the demon crowd.

She raised her head to look at the faces of the Demons as they took pleasure from the show. This in turn gave her more pleasure, as she reached her climax again and again.The source of thɪs content is Noᴠᴇlꜰire.nᴇt

Lenny heard more voices from behind him and this time around, when he opened the pink clouds, he saw a sight that made him a raisea questioning brow.

It was of Morgana in a black leather skin tight suit that revealed only her butt cheeks. She had a whip in her hands.

lightsnοvεl This was the same whip that the magistri would normally use on Gladiators.

Lenny saw that he was placed butt naked on a table with a lot of bloody scars on his back.

Morgana would wipe him from time to time, smacking and hurting him to the fulfillment of her own pleasure.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a tug at his hand. "Lenny..."

Instinctively, he turned about with the intension for battle. However, he was surprised to see that it was Morgana.

But not the morgana he had been seeing in the rooms filled with either sex or torture.

This morgana was E666. She still had her black hair, with the scars that marked a gladiator all over her skin.

Her skin still carried the dark shade of suffering that only the Arena gifted.

lenny had been expecting a fight, but what happened instead was a hug.

She hugged him deeply, and then like a slow running water fall, the tears fell from her eyes.

lenny was at a loss for what to do.

Should he stop her and cast her aside, or was he supposed to pet her?

After all, he was still in a battle against her.

He ended up patting her back a bit. This was action that even surprised him.

But he did it anyway.

After a while, she was done. And then she raised her head to him, "I have wanted that for many years."

lenny nodded, "I can tell!"

"You are not scared?" she asked.

Lenny shook his head, "trust me, this is not my first time in an illusion. Besides, its your world. If you wanted me dead, you could have done it a long time ago."

She nodded.

Just then, the moaning from the room interrupted their conversation.

this actually made her blush in embracement. An attribute about her that he had never known she had.

After all, the first time he had met her, she had outrightly asked him for sex.

And he had even seen her have sex with other women through his cell in a very shameless manner.

"come with me, let's talk!"

She turned in a particular direction and Lenny followed behind her.

Along the way, he got to peep into other rooms and the things he saw were incredible.

There was one were she kept on stuffing things inside his ass hole. Animals, trees, and many more.

And then there was another room where he saw her doing the same thing he had done to her in the devil dungeon.

Ironically, hector and Athena also stood as witnesses.

"What are these?" he asked.

"Please forget you saw those," she pleaded with him as she closed the pink clouds and pulled him along.

"I have suffered for ten years in this place, I do reserve the right to dwell in the fantasies of my own mind.

lenny made no complain about that, and as he followed her, she led him to an area much different from the pink clouds.

The grass was Green here and in the center of it all was a cottage.

This cottage looked simple and sweet.

By now, lenny knew that every thing he was seeing was from the Fantasies of her mind.

However, walking into this area with actual green land and a home, he could not help but wonder where and how she had seen such a scene to envison such peace.

After all, with how accurate this scene was pictured, she must have seen it from somewhere.

lenny followed her, and she offered him a seat on the couch, and she even made effort to serve him some tea.

However, lenny did not touch it. instead, he raised his head to her, "so, are you going to tell me?"