In Jinwutong District, in a single-family house surrounded by gardens and lawns, beautiful dance music was playing in the brightly lit hall.
The conservative aristocrats and gentry of Tingen City danced here with their beautiful partners, but no one knew that the two most beautiful women in this small building were not on the dance floor, but in a decorated room on the second floor.
An elegant and peaceful bedroom.
"What a beautiful body. It would be a pity to leave it unused!" Slender, white and green onion-like fingers slid over Tris's smooth skin, causing a thin layer of goosebumps.
But along with this subtle stimulation, an indescribable joy grew in her heart, making her want to moan seductively (ahem~~).
"Ah, your reaction is really green!" Mrs. Sharon hugged Triss, who had completely lost control of her body, as if she were holding a large pillow. Her smile was so intimate, but her whole body was limp.
In Triss's eyes, he was far more than an evil ghost.
She suppressed the trembling of her body and asked in a trembling voice:
"What on earth do you want to do?!"
"Of course I will help you cross that hurdle!" The smile on Mrs. Sharon's face was beautiful and alluring. Her hands kept moving, and an intoxicating blush appeared on Triss's face.
"Don't worry, the person I have chosen for you is a veteran. Although he is a little older, he is very experienced in this area. He is definitely not the kind of guy who only cares about his own enjoyment!"
"Why?" Triss's slightly small, but charming eyes seemed to be burning with fire.
"We are all daughters of the original. Only by moving closer to the original can we be sanctified, become stronger, obtain redemption, and escape the final doomsday."
Mrs. Sharon's fingers continued to move downward, but she spoke a holy tone that was completely inconsistent with her behavior, as if she was not using the means of the pleasure witch, but singing a hymn to the gods.
"So you have to let me..." Triss gritted her teeth to avoid accidentally making a sound that would make the other party happy.
Mrs. Sharon just smiled at her strong support, then suddenly withdrew her fingers, put Tris back on the bed, and slowly helped her put on an exquisite evening dress.
Seeing Triss breathing a sigh of relief, she suddenly smiled sweetly: "What? You think I have let you go? You are such an innocent little girl! Don't you know that for many people, clothes are also
A part of enjoyment? Well, believe me, you will slowly fall in love with that feeling... Of course, which party are you being enjoyed... cluck..."
"Tuk-tuk-tuk..." There was a gentle knock on the door. Mrs. Sharon stood up as if she had expected it. With Tris' desperate eyes, she walked to the door and deliberately twisted the door at a very slow speed.
Opened the door handle.
Then, just when Triss's despair had reached a peak, the door opened, and what appeared at the door was a charming and charming maid——
"Mrs. Sharon, the master is looking for you."
"Okay, you go inform Mr. Mayor, I will go down right away." Mrs. Sharon responded in an elegant and decent tone. The maid nodded and left the door with small steps. During the whole process, she didn't even say a word.
Take a look into the room.
"Are you shocked?" Mrs. Sharon looked at Triss who seemed to be surviving a disaster in a funny way. With a slight pull of her fingers, her limp body was like a puppet being pulled by strings, and she sat down without any warning.
Got up.
"Look forward to your first experience!" Mrs. Sharon came to Triss's side, kissed her earlobe gently, and then said in a soft and charming voice:
"Don't try to escape. Don't forget. I used to be an assassin, an instigator, and a witch. I know better than you what methods you have available..."
"Tap tap tap..."
With elegant steps, Mrs. Sharon's figure gradually disappeared from sight. Triss sat stiffly on the bedside. Even if she used the extraordinary ability of an assassin to concentrate all her strength on one point, she could not break away from this invisible body.
of bondage.
As Mrs. Sharon said, she was once an assassin, an instigator, and a witch. She clearly knew all the methods a witch could use, and she also knew all the weaknesses of a witch.
"If someone can come over..." This thought came up in Triss's mind, but he immediately threw it away completely. Mrs. Sharon must have thought of everything she could think of. She was sure that even if she made a lot of noise here,
, and no one will enter this room and give her a chance to display her charm.
Triss bit her teeth lightly, but if she observes with spiritual vision at this time, she will find that her current mood is not despair, but struggle.
Because she is not completely helpless, but the price she has to pay may be even greater.
Do you really want a man to...
It's not like Triss never had the thought of "treating her as if she was bitten by a dog", but the little persistence left in her heart made her uncontrollably resist this result.
At this moment, Triss once again remembered the words that damn cat warned her almost every time they met -
"You rely too much on extraordinary abilities."
How many times did she just think that it was a mockery of people with lower rankings because of their higher rankings, but the moment these words came out of Sharon's mouth, Triss finally realized her fatal thinking misunderstanding——
The dead cat is not the only person with a higher ranking than her!
Choose!
Pain, unwillingness, anger, confusion...
Countless thoughts collided in his mind, and then, a hollow but clear cracking sound sounded in his mind.
Her witch's potion, thoroughly digested.
"A witch who brings disaster to others is also powerless when she is tied to the stake? But what's the use of understanding it now?" The only movable mouth in Triss's body curled up in a self-deprecating arc,
Her eyes became ethereal and clear, and the moment she realized the reason for the witch's potion digestion, she had already made a decision.
Ancient and difficult syllables came out of her throat, and in the illusion that was not closed by the wall of spirituality, the sound that sounded like a murmur or a declaration kept echoing.
The ancient Hermes language, which can leverage the power of nature, sounded in this room. The air currents were carried by her voice and turned into characters, straight through the sky——
"A traveler from far away time and space;"
“You are a contradictory spiral of logic and wisdom;”
"You are the reflection of knowledge, the backside of truth."
"I pray for your hearing, I pray for your attention."
"I pray that you will give me a solution to my current crisis."