The Chosen of Slaanesh in Infinite Worlds

The old man beside him couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and reminded him lovingly: "You haven't made the bed yet, silly boy, get up and help make it up."

In this way, they began their new life in Mislina. In the following days, they followed the arrangements and began to get familiar with their respective jobs, each of them holding a vision and expectation for the future.

The night fell quietly without anyone noticing, and the dormitory was filled with a warm atmosphere. After enjoying a delicious dinner, people lay down on their comfortable beds, their hearts filled with unprecedented peace. They no longer had to worry about not having enough food, nor did they have to worry about someone suddenly whipping them. This unprecedented sense of security made them cherish it even more.

However, most of them could not sleep tonight. They tossed and turned in bed, their hearts full of anxiety and doubt. They were afraid that after waking up, they would find that all this was just a dream, and they were afraid to return to that dark life again.

Meanwhile, in another part of the city, Ingrid was reporting to Link on the arrangements for the new slaves: "Master Link, the new slaves have been properly arranged. Tomorrow we can assign specific tasks to them based on their specialties."

Link nodded and asked with concern, "Have you written down their details?"

Ingrid replied respectfully, "We have already conducted a preliminary investigation and registration of these two hundred people. Among them, there are 183 men and 19 women. Thirty-four of them are good at farming, ten were carpenters before, five had mining experience, eight were hunters, ten were soldiers, and six were blacksmiths. Except for those who were soldiers and the women who were assigned to do logistics and cooking, the rest of the people with skills have been assigned corresponding jobs according to their specialties. For the remaining 121 people, I temporarily arranged them to go to the mines, and will adjust them when more suitable positions are found in the future."

After listening to this, Link thought for a moment, and then ordered: "We are in urgent need of talents in various fields. Also, don't let those blacksmiths get in touch with our important musket manufacturing technology for now. Let them start with blacksmithing first, and then we can do it later when their trust is improved."

"Yeah, I see." Ingrid replied.

Under Link's meticulous planning and wise leadership, the entire city is gradually regaining new vitality.

......

Two days later, something happy happened and rekindled Link's desire that had been constantly drained by Ladmia during this period.

That afternoon, Xuefeng, who was pulled out by Link, smiled and pulled the unaware Link to the bedroom. At first, Link thought that Xuefeng wanted to find him to satisfy his physical needs, but he didn't expect that in the room belonging to Isabel, there were constant moans coming from it.

"listen?"

"what?"

Link didn't react at first, but then he immediately remembered...

Before, I had let Xuefeng and Isabel be friends and then teach each other about sexual pleasure. Unexpectedly, Xuefeng has actually done it now.

The most important thing is that Link vaguely heard that Isabel in the room was even moaning his name while masturbating!

This guy looks very pure on weekdays, but I didn't expect that he actually used himself as an object for masturbation behind the scenes?

In fact, Link knew it clearly in his heart. After going through so many things, he had long been the best spouse in the eyes of thousands of women in Mislina City. After all, he was rich, had status, was powerful, and was handsome.

In addition, Isabel had experienced a robbery incident before, so it is not impossible that she regards him as an object of sexual fantasy.

"Xuefeng, you did a great job! Dad will reward you nicely tonight."

Link's sinful big hand placed on Xuefeng's perky breasts and squeezed them hard. Now, with the constant training and drug injections, Xuefeng's originally barren breasts have begun to take shape. They are much larger than those of ordinary girls, and it is extremely comfortable to play with them in his hands.

"Hehe, then Xuefeng will wait for dad in the room at night!"

Xuefeng smiled and ran off, leaving the place to Link.

Listening to the faint moans in the room, a sinful plan emerged in Link's mind. Not only Xuefeng and Shiranui, but now, the blonde mother and daughter, Octavia and Isabel, are also about to be killed by him...

"Hmph..."

While thinking and making plans in my mind, I quietly left here.

the next day.

Link directly invited Isabel to come to the garden where he made perfume.

Isabel knew that this was where perfumes were made and many beautiful flowers were planted. Normally, for reasons of confidentiality, no one could enter. Now that she had the opportunity, Isabel naturally would not refuse. After all, girls all liked this kind of thing.

The servants around had long been dismissed, leaving only Link and Isabel.

However, when the time was right, Link suddenly took out a bouquet of flowers from behind and said affectionately: "Isabelle, I like you very much. Will you be my girlfriend?"

Isabel, the silly little virgin, was obviously shocked by this sudden confession. Her pretty face flushed immediately and she stammered, "Master Lin...Linke, is this...true?"

Link nodded affectionately: "Of course it's true, I will always treat you well and make you sexually happy for the rest of your life."

Link was talking nonsense, but Isabel was trembling all over and said, "But...but, the only thing I can show off now is my status as a noble lady, but my family is also...I feel...I am not worthy of it..."

Link shook his head: "How can I not be worthy of you? Isabel is so cute, I can't wait to love you!"

Isabel suddenly started crying. Link hugged her and flicked the tears off her smooth face with his fingers. He said, "Why are you crying? Do you hate me?"

"No, I'm just too happy... I'm afraid this is just a dream and it will be gone when I wake up..."

Link smelled the fragrance of the little girl, lifted her pretty face, and kissed her plump little mouth.

Isabel's sweet lips were a rare delicacy in the world, with a sweet milky aroma. Link's tongue skillfully pushed open her white teeth, and his tongue wrapped around Isabel's small tender tongue like a ferocious snake wrapping around its prey.

Link felt Isabelle's body heat up.

After a long time, Link let go of Isabel. By now, this girl with huge breasts had been completely conquered by Link. Her towering breasts rose and fell slowly under her gauze skirt. Her beautiful big amber eyes were misty, and her incredibly white and tender little face was still flushed. Link pinched her cheeks tenderly, and his touch was extremely delicate.

"Isabel, I really want to see you wearing nice clothes. I have some here. Can I give you one?"

Isabel, like her mother Octavia, was extremely obedient and nodded obediently.

Link took her into the bedroom and pretended to take out a set of clothes from the closet, but in fact he took out several sets of sexy clothes from the system.

First, there is a set of sportswear worn by Japanese students in the previous life. The upper body is a round-necked shirt made of thin cotton with a very wide neckline, and the lower body is a pair of extremely short polyester bloomers.

Link walked out of the room, knocked on the door after a while, and asked, "Isabelle, are you done changing?"

Isabel said, "You're ready. Come in."

Link opened the door, and the obscene scene in front of him made Link's big iron stick stand up quickly.

Isabel stood coquettishly by the bed, with a blush on her cute little nose, her big eyes looking elsewhere, her hands behind her back, obviously very shy.

Looking at her upper body again, she had a pair of breasts that were unique among her peers and one in a million among busty mature women in her previous life. The shirt was bulging out, and the neckline was very large. In addition, Isabel was not wearing a bra, so the outline of her breasts and areola was faintly outlined on the clothes, but it was not very clear, but it was enough to make people hold a flag-raising ceremony.

Because her nipples were so big, the fabric of the top was tightly squeezed, forcing her to reveal her small navel and snow-white belly.

The outfit on her lower body is also very exciting. The short bloomers are actually briefs. The round and smooth material outlines attractive lines along the thighs, revealing a pair of pink beautiful legs.

The two long and plump thighs and the slender and straight calves, separated by the leg joints with baby-like red marks, aroused the man.

The most interesting part is the two cute little feet at the end of the calves, wearing snow-white socks, which doubles men's desire to abuse young children.

Link asked her to turn around, and Isabelle did so obediently.

Just as Link expected, Isabel inherited the genes of her mother Octavia and had a big, plump and soft butt.

Although it's not as big as her mother's, it's still a very plump butt.

Two pink and round buttocks swallowed the bloomers into the buttock groove, exuding a strong and lewd atmosphere.

Link walked forward and looked at the girl's beautiful body: "Isabelle, you are so beautiful."

Isabel lowered her head in shame. Link put his hand on her shoulder and sat on the big bed together.

There was a cup next to the bed with water in it so that Link could drink when he was thirsty.

But Link took the cup of water and suddenly tilted his hand, pouring it onto Isabel's sportswear.

Isabel screamed, her entire dress was soaked, the thin cotton became transparent.

The cherry-like erect buds and round areola were clearly reflected on the clothes. Link's big hand grabbed one of the breasts through the wet clothes and began to knead it slowly.

Even through his clothes, Link could feel the hot temperature of the big pear. When he pinched it, it felt like a large, soft and smooth ball of jelly.

Isabel did not have the slightest thought of resisting, but her breathing became rapid. Link put both hands in and wantonly kneaded this unprecedented pair of virgin breasts.

In the City Lord's Mansion, there was a picture album of Octovia when she was young. Link had seen it before. At that time, Octovia was one or two years older than Isabel, but her breasts were not as big as Isabel's. If Isabel reached Octovia's age and got pregnant a few more times, I wonder how fat her breasts would become. Just thinking about it made one's blood boil.

Link suddenly lifted the hem of the sportswear with both hands and gave it a hard lift. Isabel cried out softly and two lumps of human flesh puddings bounced out, swaying in the air and swinging up and down.

Oh my god! It's so beautiful!

The breasts are in the shape of perfect cantaloupe, and the base of the extremely large breasts are tightly together because the hostess is too young. The breast muscles seem to be extracted from milk, snow-white, warm, smooth, and delicate, exuding the unique milk fragrance of a young girl.

At the end of the round curve are two pink areolas, trembling slightly with the girl's breathing.

The color of the areola is extremely light, as if it is a blush caused by shyness, which will fade away if you are not careful.

In the middle of the areola is a pink bud. This can be said to be an extremely strange scene: two fat and soft nipples that are larger than those of a busty mature woman, but have baby-like delicate skin and pink buds.

Link's rough big hand climbed up to the breast and pinched it gently. The two small cherries that seemed to be sleeping soundly suddenly perked up and protruded out.

Link kneaded it gently, and suddenly reached out his hand to the bottom of Isabel's breast, slowly stroking from the base to the peak, as if trying to straighten the tip of a brush.

Isabel also let out slight moans during this constant caress.

Link discovered that as his palms moved, red handprints would be left on Isabel's plump breasts, which would fade after a while. This showed how tender her breasts were, just like pudding and jelly, which would be crushed if you squeezed them with force.

Link lifted the breasts, put them to his mouth, and slowly licked the two little cherries with his tongue.

The pear tree exuded an enchanting milky fragrance, and Link's tongue swirled around on it, making Isabel tremble all over.

Suddenly Link opened his mouth, and the extremely tender and smooth big pear fell into his mouth. Of course, only the nipple area fell into it. Link's mouth was big enough, but it could only cover the nipple. For a moment, his mouth was full of the fragrance of milk.

Link didn't dare to use his teeth, for fear of accidentally breaking the pair of tender apples that melted in his mouth.

Isabel was panting because of Link. Having had enough of the delicious taste of the virgin pear, Link spit out the soft and tender meat in his mouth and began to prepare for the main meal.

Link gently said to Isabel, who was already dazed, "Isabelle, are you willing to give your body to me?"

Isabel said intoxicatedly: "Yes...I am willing to give everything..."

Link smiled slightly, put Isabel on the bed, reached out and pulled the bloomers, slowly pulling them down.

Isabel cooperated by sticking her tailbone up, lifting her big butt off the bed and facing the sky, making it easier for Link to take off his pants.

What an obedient little bitch.

The bloomers passed through the plump buttocks and finally left the virgin garden. What was exciting was that there was a clear and sticky water thread hanging between the pants and the tender little vagina.

Link picked up the water thread with his hands and placed it in front of Isabel: "Isabel is so young, but her little mouth is so greedy that it's even drooling."

Isabel was very shy and foolishly covered her face with her hands.

Link proceeded to strip the bloomers completely off, so that now only two pairs of white socks were left covering her lower body.

Link spread her white legs and admired her white pubic mound carefully. It must be said that this white private garden was in the shape of a beautiful steamed bun, with two lips not yet grown out, only a small pink flesh slit, which was secreting the girl's first sexual fluid.

Link used his little finger to measure and found that the flesh crack was not even as wide as his little finger. It would take some effort for the big iron rod to get in.

175. Pleasure

Link put his face close to it and smelled it. The virgin's private garden was indeed extraordinary. Not only did it have no peculiar smell, it also exuded the unique fragrance of a young girl.

Link blew gently towards her pubic cleft. Isabel screamed "ah" and her legs trembled. She was so sensitive.

It is such a white, tender, sensitive and fragrant little bun that makes people want to take a bite of it.

Link's big iron stick had been ready to move. He took off his pants and the hideous and terrifying big iron stick was ready to taste blood.

Link placed the big iron rod against Isabel's pink, hairless, tender red and white buns, and slowly circled around the slit, circling the hole that was oozing virgin fluid.

Isabel let out a trembling moan, her long, beautiful legs tensed up, her rounded knees unconsciously wrapped around Link's waist, her little feet in white socks hooked around Link's back.

Link leaned forward and smelled the sweet body fragrance of the girl. Because Isabel's breasts were also very large, and although there was still a considerable distance between the two of them, the round nipples had already touched Link's strong chest muscles.

The hard texture of the pectoral muscles made the red cherries on the little virgin's breasts stand up high, which made Link's iron rod swell a little bit more and almost ejaculated directly.

Link had broken the virginity of about ten girls. It seemed as if the big iron rod had eyes, and he could tell by feeling when a door would open up in the extremely narrow garden of a virgin.

Link was neither hurried nor slow, taking his time, grinding slowly, causing the extremely cute girl with big breasts to moan in pain. Her clear flower juice was secreted more and more, coating Link's big iron rod with a layer of natural lubricant.

At the same time, the door to heaven on the girl's body also created a gap for the devil.

Like a hunter seizing a fleeting opportunity, Link made the decision without hesitation, exerted force from his waist, and thrust the huge iron stick forward.

"what!"

Isabel let out a scream, and the hole was forced open like a rubber band stretched to its limit.

Half of Link's iron rod entered an extremely narrow space. The warm, soft and tender flesh tried hard to squeeze out the uninvited guest, but it brought it supreme pleasure.

But the girl was obviously in hellish pain. She no longer cared to cover her cute face with her little hands. She tried to push Link away with her soft arms, crying miserably and begging for mercy: "Brother Link, it hurts! It hurts so much! Please, please pull it out! Please!"

Isabel is not an adventurer. She has no strength at all. She is just an ordinary person. As you can imagine, the strength of her little hands is ridiculously weak for Link.

Pushing against Link's pectoral muscles only aroused Link's desire to bully.

Tears had already streamed down her snow-white little face. Her baby-like pretty face was twisted in extreme pain, and her small, straight nose was wrinkled cutely. She looked so miserable, like a little white rabbit that had been skinned alive.

The crystal tears flowed down the swan-like flawless neck along with the sound of pain, and then flowed down the neck to the pair of breasts that stood upright like snow-capped mountains, which was extremely pleasing to the eyes.

"Isabelle, it's okay, you'll be happy soon..."

Link comforted her with his mouth, but in his heart he admired the miserable crying of this lovely girl who inherited her mother's beauty and figure, and his sadistic desire was greatly satisfied.

Trying to endure the extreme pleasure brought by the virgin's tender flesh squeezing his lower body, Link began to seize the time and work hard to expand his victory.