Witch Monastery

"Then, go ahead." Xilin said softly, "I look forward to your victory."

Then the ghost turned and floated away, easily entering the tent where Willow was. The mistress had experienced too many things during the day, and she was sleeping soundly, so she didn't notice the ghost's arrival at all.

Agatha was about to move, but suddenly she stopped and turned to look at Nidalee beside her.

She could sense that the female druid was still asleep. But after hesitating for a moment, she decided to ignore her, turned around and merged with Willow, diving into the dream opposite her.

Over there, Nidalee opened her eyes. Recalling the ghost she had just seen, she felt somewhat confused.

She knew that it was the ghost that resided in Hawthorne's ring, and she also knew that she had the ability to control people's dreams. But...

Why is she here?

Was it sent by the master?

She just glanced at me... Was I her target?

But because I wasn't asleep, she couldn't get in, so she entered Willow's dream?

So, the master wants to teach me a lesson?

Because I just deliberately provoked him?

She weighed the pros and cons for a moment, gritted her teeth, and observed Willow's expression for a while. After confirming that she had been asleep for a long time and could not have woken up suddenly, she lifted the quilt, slipped out of the tent, and ran to Hawthorne's tent.

Fortunately, everyone was so tired from the whole day that they fell into a deep sleep, so no one noticed her little action.

Hawthorne had just completed a sleep cycle and recovered some energy when he felt someone enter his tent. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw a graceful figure kneeling beside his bed.

It's Nidalee.

She had already taken off all her clothes and folded each piece, including her underwear, neatly and put them aside. She knelt naked beside the bed, with her head buried deep in the ground, allowing him to see her flawless back and waist at a glance.

Sensing that he had woken up, the druid immediately begged for mercy: "Master, please punish your disobedient little cat, woo woo woo..."

She let out a whimper like a little female leopard begging for mercy, but it seemed more like seduction than begging for mercy. Hawthorne's consciousness gradually returned to his body, and he felt a nameless fire rising in his lower abdomen. Then he thought of what she had done during the day, sandwiching herself with An Nuo on the left and right, and then deliberately being intimate with him in front of An Nuo...

Immediately, the fire in his heart burned even more fiercely, and he sneered: "You really did it on purpose, Nidalee."

"come over!"

He shouted quietly, not wanting to alarm others. Then, he saw Nidalee still lying prone, and said, "I know what to do, Master~"

As she said this, she used all four limbs to slowly crawl over and lifted his quilt, revealing the huge thing underneath that was not yet fully erect.

At this time, she raised her head, opened her mouth, and took the initiative to stick out her tongue, licking it gently with the tip of her tongue——

"hiss--"

Hawthorne couldn't help but gasp, and the sleeping dragon immediately woke up, then pointed angrily at the top of the tent.

He never expected that Nidalee had become so proficient at it now, and just this one action could give him such a strong stimulation.

Chapter 276 The tail that can be stuffed in the back

Hawthorne then reached out and slapped her hard on the butt. With a crisp sound, the druid immediately shook her hips, as if begging for mercy, or as if actively seeking pleasure.

And then, she opened her little mouth and swallowed his lower body in its entirety with great effort——

"call--"

Huo Sang let out a long breath, but when he thought of An Nuo's cold eyes during the day, he felt that the fire in his chest could not be extinguished at all. If he didn't give this druid some real punishment, he couldn't re-establish his dignity as a master!

As soon as he thought of this, he took out his dimensional bag and took out a new toy that he had never played with before.

A large, oval-shaped metal butt plug.

At the end of it, there is a long, leopard-like tail.

This was a small toy he made at the sewing shop when Malena was not at work. He had not intended to use it so early, after all, he still had many light-tasting tricks to play with.

But it’s better to do it now than to wait for another day. Since Nidalee is so bold today, let’s give her a little punishment!

He then held Nidalee's hips with both hands and slowly twisted her body around so that her lower body was facing him.

When he got closer, even without night vision goggles, he could see that her pink vagina was already wet, even though he hadn't done any foreplay yet.

Seeing her current state, he immediately realized that this girl was already aroused and she was very excited about her current situation.

Oh, this woman.

Although he knew her mentality, Hawthorne did not change his plan. He then spread her buttocks, revealing the equally tender anus in the middle.

As a druid, in order to maintain her connection with nature, Nidalee usually eats almost nothing and only relies on water, magic berries and natural energy to survive.

Their own survival has almost stopped the metabolism that a normal person should have.

Therefore, this woman's anus is too pink and tender to look like that of an adult, but one can also imagine how sensitive this part of hers must be.

Hawthorne picked up the metal plug, took out some lubricant, applied it to the head, and then aimed it at the pink entrance.

Feeling the cool touch, Nidalee stopped sucking for a moment, but then he slapped her on the butt.

Snapped--

So she didn't dare to stop and continued sucking. Then, Hawthorne gently rotated the head of the plug left and right, while slowly exerting force and squeezing it inwards -

"Woo--Woo--"

Nidalee stopped moving again, and she let out a moan from her throat that was either pleasant or painful. But with the help of the lubricant, the toy finally pushed open her anus and sank into her body, leaving a leopard-like tail behind her butt.

Nidalee spat out the weapon from his lower body and turned to look at him pitifully: "Master..."

Hawthorne slapped her butt again, leaving a few red finger marks on it: "You didn't ask for this."

Nidalee shook her hips slightly, not knowing whether she was in pain or begging for mercy. Hawthorne then stood up and took out a few more things from his dimensional bag: "Here, put them on yourself."

Those were some of his most classic toys: a blindfold, handcuffs and a ball gag.

Nidalee did not resist at all, enduring the discomfort in her buttocks. She bent over, first put the metal ball gag in her mouth, and then covered her eyes with a blindfold.

So now she could neither speak nor see anything, and her pink tongue had to be stuck out because of the ball gag. Obscene saliva slowly flowed out from the corners of her mouth, making her look as miserable as possible.

Hawthorne then grabbed her wrists and twisted them behind her back, then picked up the handcuffs and handcuffed her. So now, her upper body was no longer supported, and she could only press her face against his bed and raise her buttocks, looking like she was waiting to be favored.

"Woo..." She whimpered like a wounded animal, but Huo Sang had no intention of satisfying her now. He listened to the noise outside and made sure that everyone was sleeping soundly before taking out the fourth item from the dimensional bag.

Low temperature candles.

chap——

Along with the sound of burning flames, the faint light illuminated the narrow tent. Under the dark shadows, Nidalee's delicate body looked even more attractive.

But Hawthorne was not in a hurry to favor her. Instead, he slowly tilted the candle in his hand and dripped a drop of wax onto her buttocks.

"Woo——"

A burning sensation accompanied by a slight pain hit her heart, and Nidalee, who had already been extremely excited, suddenly tensed up. However, when the muscles in her buttocks contracted, she felt the presence of the metal plug inside more and more: this made her body feel even more strange, her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and while she was tormented, she also felt endless pleasure in her heart...

"Woooo..."

She let out a faint cry from her throat, and her black eye mask became slightly wet, as if she was crying in pain. But Hawthorne could clearly see that the vertical pink petals of her nipples were still opening and closing, and this woman was clearly extremely happy and excited!

Hawthorne kneaded her breasts with one hand, and then, seeing that she had recovered, he dripped a drop of wax on her perky buttocks. Nidalee's waist began to shake again, as if she was escaping, but also as if she was expecting.

This was a way of playing that she had never thought of. The intense stimulation made her brain almost unable to think. Until Hawthorne pinched her nipple with one hand and dripped the third drop of hot oil——

"call--"

Her body suddenly straightened, and then a stream of hot liquid flowed out from her lower body. The liquid slowly flowed down her thighs, leaving an extremely obscene mark on her skin.

She actually already ejaculated.

"Ah……"

Hawthorne chuckled and slapped her butt again. Seeing her reaction like this, he was already burning with desire. He stopped torturing the druid and stood up, holding her buttocks, aiming his already hard as iron weapon at the entrance of the garden, and successfully pushed open the already muddy passage, entering the deepest part of her body.

"Woo——"

This time, a satisfied moan came from Nidalee's throat. The multiple intense stimulations made her reach the clouds again.

She then gently swayed her body back and forth, actively responding to his impact with the crisp sound of flesh and water splashing.

And at this moment, in another tent.

Willow was having a very crazy dream.

She dreamed that she was walking alone in the city, surrounded by strangers, and at the moment her chest was swollen and painful, and she needed to resolve the problem urgently.

She turned left and right and came to a hidden monastery, where she found the owner, Hawthorne, who was wearing a priest's robe.

She explained her purpose and undressed, and Hawthorne lay on her breast and helped her suckle.

She then became overwhelmed with passion and released her semen. Upon learning of her physical condition, Hawthorne invited her to his room, kissed her first, then kissed her all over her body, and finally licked her private garden which had not been comforted for more than ten years. Finally, a burning weapon far beyond her imagination penetrated her body, sending her soul and body to hell.

The pinnacle of bliss—

"Do not--"

After three times of extreme happiness, just when "Hawthorne" was about to change the way he played and enter her back garden, Willow, who could not imagine that feeling, suddenly woke up and found that she had just had a dream, and at this moment her body was covered with a layer of fine sweat.

Was it... a wet dream?

That's right. During this period, the pollution of the devil has been interfering with my mind and making my desires grow. In order to resolve the threat of the evil devil, I have never found time to deal with this kind of thing...

These desires have accumulated until now, and today I saw such a handsome young man, so it is normal to have a wet dream.

She sighed quietly. Ever since her husband's death, Willow had devoted all her energy to the ways of druidism, educating her daughter and revitalizing the tribe. Her own sexual desires had been perfectly controlled due to her long-term immersion in the ways of nature.

Theoretically, if there were no external interference, she could remain peaceful until she became a legendary druid, or until the end of her life...

But alas, the devil came.

Chapter 277 The Insufferable Mistress

As a satyr from the Feywild, Willow was extremely sensitive to the effects of these crazy, foul demons. In the past few months, she would often wake up from the demons and find herself filled with violence and murderous desires.

The same was true for her tribesmen. The Green Vine Tribe, which might have gone decades without a fight, had hundreds of fights in the past few months.

Fortunately, the goats were gentle after all, so no bloodshed broke out. Otherwise, she would have regretted it to death.

Faced with these demonic influences, she had no choice but to first eliminate the most violent and worst parts of her emotions, and then run around among the mountains with the remaining less deadly remnants of demonic influences, calling on everyone to unite and find a way to eliminate all pollution as quickly as possible.

The "Mountain Cleaners Alliance" was originally her idea, and she made many compromises to achieve this goal.

But the result of compromising like this, and not completely eliminating the evil contamination, was that her physical desires, which had been calm for more than ten years, began to burn again, tormenting her spirit.

I really want it...

She sighed silently in her heart, but she also knew that her desire could not be satisfied. She turned over uncomfortably, trying to change her sleeping position to make herself feel better, but then she found that there was no one beside her.

Where's Nidalee?

Willow was stunned, held her breath, pricked up her ears and listened, then she heard a faint moaning sound coming from afar.

That voice seemed to be...

Could it be...

Thinking about how Nidalee had asked to live in the same tent with Hawthorne before going to bed, the satyr mistress couldn't help but blush.

Could it be...

Her heart was trembling. If it were in the past, knowing that this kind of thing was normal, her emotions would definitely not be affected.

However, recently, when her desire was aroused, she really couldn't control her emotions and wanted to go out to see what was going on.

Just take a look, just take a look...

Just enjoy your eyes, no one will notice...

With this thought in mind, she trembled and gently stood up, opened the opening of her tent, and looked out.

And then, her pupils suddenly contracted.

What did she see? !

There was a fire in Hawthorne's little tent!

Although the firelight was very weak, it was enough to project the two figures on the tent. Through the shadows, Willow could clearly see that Nidalee was kneeling on the mat with her perky buttocks raised high, while Hawthorne was kneeling behind her, with a thick and exaggerated thing going in and out of her from behind!

He bumped into Nidalee so hard that her body trembled constantly, and her two pairs of naturally hanging plump breasts were swaying back and forth!

Of course, humans' things couldn't be that big, it was just that the firelight shone from a special angle, so their shadows appeared abnormally huge.

But this abnormal figure, at this moment, achieved an excellent performance effect. The strong visual experience impacted Willow's eyes, accompanied by the faint moaning sound, which made her mouth slightly open, her throat dry, and the burning fire of desire in her body ignited again!

Having something so huge enter my body...