Author: pengsongyu
Word count: 83976
The cold moonlight shone between the deep mountains, old forests and lofty mountains after the snow, echoing a Nordic-style castle integrated with the mountains. Suddenly, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the calm surroundings without warning. Immediately afterwards, the gloomy clouds and mist brought by the gloomy wind covered the sky without a single gap.
In the deepest part of the castle’s dungeon, a woman in a black and white maid outfit looked at the glamorous and noble girl who was reclining on the human leather sofa with her eyes closed, and said softly, “Master, your sacrifices are all ready for you. Next…”
“Okay, now I want to see if the soul of the dark witch who is sealed here is real!”
Kicking me away who was holding her beautiful legs and jade feet, the girl in the purple-black queen dress walked towards the jade coffin with high-heeled leather boots that reached to the bottom of her thighs. That girl is my girlfriend Maeve, and my name is Linkushan, a teenager who grew up in an orphanage. The reason why the school belle Maeve, who was born in a wealthy family, took a fancy to me was that although my family conditions were not good, I had a pretty face and was a well-known outstanding student in the school. You know, before this, Maeve, who had a school girl-level beauty, brutally killed many people who wanted to associate with her because of her family property.
Since her parents handed over the family business to her due to their advanced age, I was followed by her as a secretary and became her girlfriend. And as the depth of our relationship gradually increased, I discovered that she concealed a bloodthirsty heart under her beautiful appearance. With a good family background, there are always many slaves who will be handed over to her to be tortured to death in the name of servants.
But now, maybe for the sake of eternal youth and beauty, Maeve learned that the soul of the dark witch who is eternally youthful and beautiful but enjoys playing with and killing is sealed in her own underground palace. And she knew before that that in order to awaken this evil soul, she must use the blood essence of eight hundred and eighty-eight slaves at the time of the most yin. At the same time, before this, countless noble ladies who longed for eternal youth and beauty were watered with the blood of a total of 880 slaves, and only the eight most critical slaves remained.
After snapping their fingers, eight maids led eight slaves to the jade coffin. If you look carefully, there is a transparent plastic tube inserted into the lower body of those slaves. Immediately afterwards, with the masturbation of the maids, the swollen lower bodies of the slaves finally couldn’t bear it, and streams of hot essence gushed out. Then a miraculous scene appeared: those essences dissipated on the jade coffin at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Accompanied by the eruption of the essence in the body, the robust bodies of these slaves gradually shrank, and finally turned into withered bones. At the same time, wisps of purple-red mist floated out of the jade coffin, wrapping around Maeve’s jade feet.
“Haha! It seems that the legend of the dark witch Elizabeth Bathory is indeed true. Now let’s make a deal,The Great Dark Witch of Blood. You use my body to be reborn, but I merge with you, gaining your ability to remain young and beautiful and your magic. what do you think? This transaction is absolutely beneficial to each other and not harmful to us. ”
As a genius who doubled the interests of the family consortium at a young age, Maeve certainly knows how to do business. And the mist that gradually converged into the shape of a skull nodded, as if it understood. I saw the ghost haunting her pair of black silk beautiful legs wrapped in over-the-knee boots, climbing up Maeve’s slender legs. In the end, when Elizabeth Bathory’s ghost got into Maeve’s honey hole, she let out bursts of comforting howls. Even at that moment, not even the wind outside and the beasts in the mountains were noisy anymore.
The sound of the sound seduced my soul. Immediately afterwards, my lower body began to swell gradually. Looking at my girlfriend who has become more beautiful, I crawled over humblely, my eyes full of humility.
But Maeve didn’t intend to suck my essence, she just waved her hand, and I flew far away. She said to me majestically: “Honey, let me tell you. I’m a blood witch now. Now I can suck up other people casually. But I’ll spare your life for now, and hum in the future…”
Then she ordered solemnly: “Bring me a slave down, I want to try to see if Elizabeth Bathory’s power is real or not!”
As soon as the words fell, the maid with a higher status walked over leading a naked boy. Since the young slave came here from the slums as a slave, he has been bullied by Maeve and the senior maids. Now that he was suddenly called over, he was of course full of joy and thought that he was going to leave this castle that brought misfortune. He said: “Sister master, are you really going to let me go and give me freedom?”
But what happened next surprised everyone present—Maeve slowly raised her beautiful legs and feet while showing a malicious smile on her face. In an instant, with the sound of “stab”, the fifteen-centimeter heel was firmly inserted into the boy’s lower body.
“Ah! It hurts, you!”
The boy let out a helpless groan, and at the same time tried his best to pull out Maeve’s beautiful girlfriend’s beautiful legs in boots from his lower body. But this painful groaning would only further arouse Maeve’s desire to torture and kill. Not only did she not have the idea of giving up, but she increased her crushing intensity.
Finally, under the constant trampling, the boy couldn’t bear it anymore. Streams of thick, hot essence gushed out and sprayed to the bottom of Maeve’s boots. Then those essences dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and became the nourishment for Maeve’s face.
Under the ultimate comfort, the boy was gradually sucked into a dry bone. Then she looked at me, who had already fainted from watching this scene for the first time, and said, “I didn’t expect you to faint from fright after watching this scene for the first time, and I have to help you back to bed.” As she spoke, she helped me up and walked out of the underground palace
Chapter two
Since Maeve became the Blood Witch by fusing Elizabeth Bathory’s ghast, it’s been a while since Christmas andThe New Year is just a few days closer. At this moment, the whole of Austria has already become a sea of joy. Even where Maeve and I live is also where Maeve turns into a demon
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