Countess' lover

As Mr. Riddle said, that was just the beginning.

He broke her spell, and Kathy couldn't believe he let her go so easily.But she moved her hands and feet quickly, staring at Mr. Riddle with a pair of dark eyes, in case he did anything to her again.

"You still have five seconds." Mr. Riddle stood beside the bed with a faint smile on his lips.He looks like a devil, but the devil has a pretty face.Kathy found miraculously that she couldn't resent just looking at his face.

The strength is not as good as others, and the end will always be bullied.Kathy had never been more aware of this than he was today.Five seconds later, she was imprisoned again, this time with only her hands and legs.Of course Kathy tried to resist, but unfortunately, the Dark Lord's silent and wandless spell has been used to perfection, and it is definitely not something she can resist.

She was calm on the surface, locked on the bed, but all kinds of madness in her heart.Hegemonism, power politics, and damn terrorists, the Chinese education for young people is still very reasonable.

Kathy was forced to lean halfway against the bedpost, so her eyes could see farther.The hands were rigidly locked at the sides, and the two long legs were opened by the man. "Talent, which bastard said that every woman has a potential masochistic factor? Drag it out and shoot it for 5 minutes.

"Perfect." She heard Mr. Riddle's approval, but unfortunately she didn't have any intention of replying to express her gratitude.Her legs are beautiful, long and straight, and the black stockings are even more slender. The shape of the m is slightly open, but it does not affect the beauty.

The silk stockings were wrapped tightly, only the delicate petals between the legs were exposed, leaking air.Kathy finally felt some shame, and she had to squeeze her legs together to relieve the feeling.

"What else..." The man turned his wand in his hand, thinking.

Casey looked at him coldly and indifferently, and said in a mocking tone, "What is it? Low-temperature candles, hemp rope, handcuffs, or leather whips?"

"You want these?" Mr. Riddle frowned. "Hemp rope and handcuffs are easy to leave marks when you are struggling. Believe me, they don't look good. Low-temperature candles and leather whips will also leave marks, and they don't So that I can kiss your beautiful skin."

Kathy's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, did he really think she wanted to try this?Please, she's just mocking.

Mr. Riddle ignored Casey's abnormal psychology. He looked at Casey very seriously for a long time, and finally showed an excited smile. "Although those don't work, we can try the ones without traces."

He waved his wand again, and a light blue transparent water curtain rose from the end of the bed, and the flowing water clearly reflected the woman who was immobilized by the binding spell.Even compared with the reflection of the mirror surface, this kind of water flow is more hazy and ambiguous.

It turns out that she looks like this now... Casey looked at herself in the water mirror in a daze, feeling that this body looks really good.

However, at the same time as Casey was in a daze, the Dark Duke silently recited a flying spell.Two thumb-sized black pearls appeared in his hands, round spheres with a warm halo.

"Does it look good?" The Duke of Darkness turned the two pearls casually and asked Casey.

"It's pretty." Kathy replied honestly, she blinked playfully, and she was confused in her charm, "It will look better if we change the position."

This is obviously impossible.Mr. Riddle shrugged and sat down on the edge of the bed.As if thinking of something suddenly, he handed the bottle to Casey's lips, "Drink some, I guess you will need this."

Casey did not refuse. Alcohol can paralyze people's nerves, and even make excitement replace fear and anxiety.She does need some.

It has to be said that Mr. Riddle's feeding skills are simply terrible!Almost half of the wine was poured out of his mouth by him, and the cool wine flowed from the corners of his lips, and got into her collar like a stream.The pure white cloth was moistened and stuck to the skin tightly, and the beautiful figure showed a feeling of disorganization and dejection.

Alcohol flowed down the lower abdomen from the throat, bringing up a piece of * coolly, and the inside and outside were as drunk as burning.Casey pursed her lips tightly, really unwilling to continue cooperating.

Mr. Riddle didn't force it either. The woman's silence and uncooperative attitude made him feel a little uncomfortable.To be honest, he didn't want to see her like this.Confident, charming, elegant and unrestrained, maybe that's what Miss Adler should have in his impression.

The atmosphere fell into a strange silence. Casey raised his eyes and scanned the man's face with the corner of his eyes. "Continue." She was smiling, but people could clearly feel her reluctance and arrogance, "The play always needs to be complete to make it look good."

Mr. Riddle looked at her and also smiled, his light-colored lips curved slightly, there was no evil spirit, only elegance and gentleness. "You're right, Miss Adler."

The man's fingers tapped the wet place on her chest, half teasing, half caressingly unbuttoning her.From time to time, the warm palm rubbed the exposed two rounds, and the wine rubbed against the skin, causing waves of heat that made people tremble.

His wand—yew and phoenix feathers, thirteen and a half inches long.This wand that means destruction is so skillfully and naturally used in the hands of the Dark Duke.The slender tip of the stick glides smoothly from the ankle to the knee and then to the root of the thigh.Where the wand passed, the black stockings were torn inch by inch, leaving a clean thigh.

This slow and gentle way is actually very torturous, because Kathy has no idea whether the man will cut her thigh with a trembling hand in the next second.She had to believe that the interest of slicing lovers was beyond common sense.

The tip of the wand is dark, very conspicuous against the fair and tender skin.The black stockings were completely broken and scattered, but Mr. Riddle did not stop his movements.This was clearly reflected in the water mirror, his wand pointing around the thick black hair between her legs!

"You are joking!"

Combined with the previous situation, this kind of situation really made Casey think a little more.She thought that the man wanted to remove the black forest as well, no matter how good his skills were, Casey could not accept this level of humiliation.

"Why do you think that?" Mr. Riddle seemed to hear her thoughts, and shook his head in disapproval. "This is not a humiliation."

Not humiliation?Maybe, his expression is so excited, yet full of restraint and elegance.Kathy regained her silence again, watching everything the man was going to do to her coldly from the water mirror.

He stroked the two flesh-red petals with his magic wand, and a small gap was opened in the fat petals, adding a touch of crystal to the tip of the wand.He seemed to laugh again, caressing the flower core that was about to harden carelessly, and then took a petal and opened it to the side, revealing the delicate and layered hole inside.

It must be the effect of the alcohol just now, Kathy felt that she was even more drunk, and the strange heat and the strange tide of emotion hit her brain wave after wave.Her cheeks began to turn red, and her imprisoned body became weaker and weaker.She couldn't help but look at the man's handsome face again, with a faint smile, like a peach blossom in full bloom in March.

Just as Kathy was staring intently at Mr. Riddle's face in a daze, two cool things suddenly slipped into the warm flower hole, making her tremble all over.

"Ah..." Her pupils shrank and dilated suddenly, and she stared at Mr. Riddle with wide eyes. What did he do?

"Relax, my lady. You will like it." The man stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip, indescribably charming and sexy.

He used the wand to push the two pearls deeper, the wand body was stirred slightly outside, and the pearls inside moved accordingly, and every slight touch contained a small piece of delicate soft flesh.As if being mixed together by those two beads, Kathy gasped and moaned uncontrollably, the muscles in her lower abdomen seemed to be knotted, and she couldn't tell whether it was excitement or discomfort.

Not so much—the muscles in his lower abdomen tightened, twisting his wand and pearl.Mr. Riddle narrowed his eyes slightly, and pulled out his wand abruptly.At the same time, she heard him say the spell, "Clear water is like a spring—"

The clear, cold water spurted from the tip of the wand, and Kathy, who was on the verge of climax, couldn't control her groaning at all.

The crystal water wet the sheets under the buttocks, I don't know if it is clear water or the honey water from the woman's orgasm.Kathy leaned limply against the bedpost, forced by Mr. Riddle to hold her chin, and looked at herself in the mirror.

The cheeks were abnormally bright red, and the lips were slightly parted, as if inviting a kiss.The clothes on the chest are completely open, only a few buttons under the chest are still stubbornly sticking to the bottom line.Two balls of milky white are round and slightly pink.The legs are awkwardly arranged in an M shape, and there are still some black fabrics left on the legs.The most messy thing is the flower hole between the legs, the hole even shrank and closed, the water-red petals are stained with a little honey, crystal clear and beautiful.

Is the person in the water mirror really her?Casey wasn't sure.She licked the corners of her mouth in the water mirror, revealing an unconcealable charm and satisfaction in her sarcasm.

"Let me go," Kathy kept that expression, his black eyes were misty and shattered, and his eyes immediately left Mr. Riddle. "mylord—"

The secret hoarseness and the low-pitched flattery actually made his heart skip a beat.Mr. Riddle looked at her and said slowly, "As you wish."