Princess Peroa Chernea’s slave, Riorem.
That lowly man returned as the great general of the Arete Kingdom.
In order to have his old master.
“I will take you to my territory. I will tie you to a bed and not give you even a moment of freedom.”
At the end of the war, the Principality of Peroa was destroyed, and Chernea fell into Riorem’s hands.
Riorem lusted after Chernea, who had become his bedroom slave, countless times…
“…I’m not asking you to suck me, but if you suck me, what else would you think? If you want to humiliate me, give me an order.”
“Does it make sense to put this lowly thing on your lips, Princess?”
Riorem said and buried his face between her legs again.
Chernea thought in the unbearable heat.
