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The noble and alluring ladies, tonight, all uniformly refrained from wearing their elegant and gorgeous silk gowns, even though the gowns appearing at this seductive banquet could all be described as erotic veils.

Their elegant and luxurious silk dresses were replaced with extremely sensual and revealing, even provocative, openwork, high-slit, thin-strapped silk mini skirts. Two plump, snow-white mounds, like noble honey breasts piled up with cream and spring honey, were almost covered only by a semi-transparent veil. Under this semi-transparent veil, the peach blossoms, soaked with fragrant milk juice, were almost in a state of sensual nakedness.

Their plump, soft, and rounded buttocks, like those of women who had given birth safely, were covered only by oily pantyhose or extremely seductive and luxurious lace-trimmed stockings under their revealing, revealing, and sexy short skirts. These barely covered their round, aristocratic buttocks that were clearly designed to entice Asmodie to violate them.

The ultra-short silk gauze skirts could not cover their silky, fragrant buttocks, which served only as cushions. They didn't even need to lift their silky buttocks to completely expose the soft, plump, and juicy vulva between the two mounds of silky buttocks, steaming with the sweet aroma of ripe female honey, and the soft, greasy, and moist honey buds, to Asmodie, the savage beast.

No one could have imagined that these men, who were usually so noble and elegant, utterly despised arrogant noblewomen.

In front of Asmody, a male, she changed into a lewd, revealing silk dress and pantyhose that seemed to be inviting him to force himself on her. Her elegant and mature pantyhose feet, adorned with bright red and purple crystal stilettos, swayed seductively in front of Asmody.

They seemed to be waiting for him, this ferocious and savage beast, to violate them, turning these noble and seductive ladies, into nothing more than female slaves.

Chapter 140 The Noblewoman Who Changed Common Sense

The noble and alluring lady Defiance, the charming and seductive Duchess Orissa, the elegant and mature Countess Osalia, the noble and aloof noblewoman in black stockings Catherine, and the noble and beautiful widow Veranica in black stockings.

These five ladies, some noble, some elegant, some charming, and some seductive, were the organizers of this dinner party in the ladies' quarter, and indeed, the entire seductive dinner party specifically designed for Duchess Orissa.

However, it's not entirely accurate to say that all five of them were organizers.

At the very least, the alluring Duchess Orissa in black stockings was thoroughly enjoying this decadent and pleasurable banquet from beginning to end.

After all, this entire alluring banquet was set up specifically for her. All she had to do was indulge in the intoxicating pleasure that Asmo brought her.

To put it more clearly, at this banquet, she only needed to transform into a wicked female dog, coerced into making a deal by the beast Asmodie, swaying her two plump, alluring black-stockinged ladies, like ripe peaches.

Asmodeus, that savage and ferocious beast, roughly lifted her luxurious silk dress, grabbed and kneaded her two plump, milk-filled breasts, and roughly squeezed and squeezed them.

This savage and fierce male, disguised as a seductive noblewoman, arbitrarily violated her, pouring out all the thick, white fluid that should have belonged to the Grand Duke of Bordeaux into his body.

In addition, in this high-class ladies' area, there were sixty-six elegant and graceful ladies, all wearing various seductive and beautiful silk and crystal high heels, which Asmodie could enjoy at will.

These noblewomen, possessing both noble elegance and alluring charm, were handpicked by Deffiel from among the noblewomen Asmo had taken in as female slaves, just like the maids in the maid quarters.

Among this group of noble ladies, the elegant and charming, like a queen, with her haughty and seductive demeanor, had her snow-white, round, and plump breasts tremblingly protruding from her lace-trimmed nightgown.

A group of elegant and sexy ladies, dressed in alluring and glossy black stockings with long straps, or red stockings with lace trim, or high-cut, glossy black pantyhose with alluring curves, and adorned with various seductive crystal-tipped stilettos, strolled through the banquet hall.

Noble and alluring, she resembled a dignified and elegant noblewoman. Her plump, ripe buttocks were wrapped in glistening, sensual stockings and black stockings, like a ripe, honeyed fruit that seemed ready to burst forth with rich, nectar at the slightest touch.

A pair of fleshy, mature, and supple legs were covered in glossy black stockings, with seductive and mature lace-trimmed purple suspender stockings over them. Over the sheer stockings, there were also long, black stockings with lace trim that hugged the flesh, creating an extremely provocative and masculine look. Various seductive and mature purple and burgundy crystal high heels were also worn, as she attended an elegant banquet.

However, when Asmodie led Isabella and Lorraine, two beautiful mature female dogs in white stockings, along with Elena and Ellie, two platinum rose knight sisters, and Daisanna, a beautiful knight in black stockings, into this noblewoman's area filled with intoxicating feminine fragrance and sweet honey scent.

These elegant and charming noblewomen, and those graceful and sophisticated ladies, their jade-like hands adorned with long lace-trimmed gloves and short lace-trimmed gloves, were holding wine glasses.

As if they were attending an ordinary dinner party, rather than a decadent and sensual one, they walked gracefully through the high-society area in their alluring stockings and high heels, chatting and laughing with elegant and dignified manners.

However, in stark contrast to their dignified and elegant ladylike manners and noble and refined demeanor, what stands out as extremely decadent and seductive is...

Their plump, alluring flesh, like honey-melon gourds, and their ripe, honey-dripping, fleshy buttocks, resembling the flesh of a woman giving birth, and their ripe buttocks exuding the fragrance of ripe honey, resembling the flesh of a woman giving birth.

But all that remained was an extremely provocative and revealing lace-trimmed silk nightgown, reminiscent of a wealthy lady or a prostitute, which was simply a seductive state waiting for Asmodie to violate her at any moment.

This alluring and revealing halter-neck gauze dress is not only semi-transparent like a mist, but it also exposes the fair-skinned, creamy skin and the alluring, mature flesh of these noblewomen to the air. Their fair, honey-colored breasts and soft, plump breasts are either held together by a thin strip of openwork lace no more than two fingers wide, or simply covered by a thin strip of oily thread in an inverted triangle shape.

As for their glossy, dark silk suspenders and alluring, voluptuous buttocks, adorned with lace and openwork patterns, the skirts could barely cover these two mounds of fragrant, mature buttocks, let alone the two mounds of honey-scented, mature buttocks. Even if they didn't bend over and lift their buttocks, they could only cover a small portion of the plump, round, or soft, voluptuous buttocks.

If it were a woman like Osalia, with her plump, voluptuous figure resembling a woman's ripe honey, then the semi-transparent lace trim adorned with openwork patterns on her skirt would only appear as if it were a semi-transparent bodycon dress, stretched taut by her ripeness.

Some of these tulle skirts feature high slits with side cutouts, paired with openwork lace tulle skirts that could practically fit a matchbox. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them glamorous and revealing harem skirts. With just a flick of Asmodie's hand, her plump, mature buttocks and soft, voluptuous vulva would be completely exposed to the air.

And this group of elegant and flamboyant ladies, upon seeing Asmodie leading five female slave dogs into this upscale area,

He merely cast a haughty, rosy glance at her before resuming his normal conversation, holding his wine glass again, without a trace of surprise, as if he were just a loyal knight-errant leading five female dogs into the room.

"Welcome to the ladies' section, Master!"

After Asmodeus entered, Deffie, who had transformed into a noble and seductive slave woman before him, was also the noblewoman who orchestrated this entire decadent banquet.

Her ripe, gourd-shaped breasts and buttocks were covered in an extremely seductive and revealing wine-red lace openwork high-slit gauze skirt that reached her hips. The voluptuous and slender noblewoman was also covered in extremely charming and alluring glossy sheer flesh-colored pantyhose that hugged her hips, and on top of that, she wore glossy suspender-neck bright red lace-trimmed long black stockings that formed a very seductive and impactful layered pattern.

A pair of beautiful, mature woman's feet, encased in sheer, glossy black stockings and alluring, oily black stockings, adorned with luxurious and seductive wine-red crystal pointed toes and semi-transparent low-cut stilettos, gracefully approached Asmodie with elegant and noble steps.

"Please allow me, your female slave, to explain the rules of this noblewoman's quarters?"

Defiance's delicate hand, clad in a wine-red openwork lace fishnet glove, adjusted her bright red frameless glasses on her forehead.

Her soft, watery eyes, now tinged with a seductive, spring-like allure and shaped like purple hearts, glanced disdainfully and arrogantly at the five female slave dogs Asmodie was leading, and then gave the order as if an elegant noblewoman were banishing lowly female dogs.

"Such a lowly female dog cannot be brought into this noble ladies' section."

With a wave of her hand, two voluptuous, curvaceous purple-clad knights, one in glossy black bodysuits and the other in extremely revealing silver armor resembling a prostitute, led the five female slave dogs away from Asmodie.

However, instead of expelling them, they were led to the center of the ladies' banquet, to the ladies' dance floor, which was shrouded in a wine-red curtain.

"This dinner was very well organized."

Asmodian walked leisurely behind Defiant. The grotesque and savage beast lifted her bright red lace skirt, which barely reached her hips and was completely openwork with red rose carvings, and pressed it against her glossy, fleshy buttocks, which seemed to be oozing with nectar and were covered by black suspenders that left soft, sticky marks around them.

After conquering hundreds of female slave knights and mature female maids, this savage beast exuded a seductive charm that made the noblewoman's breasts and buttocks of Defiance instantly melt and submit, her alluring eyes radiating a submissive aura with hearts turned upwards.

Just as this savage beast roughly squeezed between her plump, oily buttocks, pressing against her soft, honey-scented vulva, which oozed nectar like a clam, her sweet, moist lips released a few soft, seductive breaths.

The soft, honey-scented silk, like a female dog swaying, rolled over the savage beast, causing its ferocious head to press against the honey-scented silk, squeezing into the plump, noblewoman's thighs wrapped in silk and black stockings, lifting up the bright red lace skirt that barely reached the honey.

Asmodie's large hands grasped the noblewoman's jade-like hand, clad in a bright red fishnet lace glove, and raised it above her head. His other large hand then moved down to pry open her bright red, openwork lace camisole, which was only two fingers wide, and grasped her two soft, smooth breasts, as creamy and smooth as peaches.

The noblewoman's two smooth, plump breasts, like milk peaches, were actually wrapped in extremely sensual, glossy, open-ended laces. The two mounds of fat breasts wrapped under the smooth, glossy laces trembled and were extremely slippery, with the soft, fragrant breasts filled between her fingers with slippery oil, making Asmodé feel particularly comfortable.

"As a reward for you, you may travel with the caravan to the Grand Duchy of Bordeaux tomorrow to conduct trade."

After the seductive banquet, Asmodée prepared to select a troupe of twelve female knights and a personal noblewoman secretary to accompany Countess Olissa in her caravan to the Grand Duchy of Bordeaux.

This is a three-day journey, which will take him through several territories and towns. During the three-day journey, he will need not only a wise and far-sighted secretary to record the trade nodes and routes along the way, but also the relationship between the church and the nobility along the way.

At present, Deffie, this elegant and sophisticated lady-in-waiting secretary, is extremely suitable.

As for his personal attendant, the female knight guard, he already has someone in mind.

"This is truly an honor!"

Faced with Asmodie's encouragement, Defiant outwardly wore an elegant lady's smile, but her soft, plump vulva, wrapped in sheer, fleshy pantyhose, was already aroused, oozing sticky nectar that stained the ferocious beast. Every time the beast stretched out its thick head, it would bring up strands of sticky, glistening honey.

"Please allow me, Defiance, to explain the rules of the noble ladies' quarter to my master."

"We can discuss the rules later."

Asmodian raised his hand to interrupt the noblewoman's narration. Before Dephiel could show any doubt, he grasped the noblewoman's delicate hand, adorned with a long, bright red lace glove, with one hand, and wrapped the other around her voluptuous, supple waist.

He lifted the noblewoman's honey-scented, fragrant buttocks from in front of him, her soft, plump, glossy silk stockings hooking onto her wine-red, crystal-like pointed lips, which hung helplessly in the air, high above the sky.

The ferocious beast, exuding a submissive aura that could soften the noblewoman's flesh, pressed upwards against her plump, oily vulva, which was soaked in nectar and exuded a ripe, sweet fragrance. The oily, translucent flesh was stretched and slightly sunken, while the two slick, moist vulva actually wrapped around the beast's head.

"Master~ wait~ wait a minute?~~ If that happens~ what will Defiance do—?~~ Eek eek eek?~~~~"

Before Defiant's seductive and alluring cries could even escape her lips, under Asmodie's fierce and savage onslaught, she couldn't help but raise her fair neck, adorned with a platinum cat's-eye necklace, and let her sweet tongue dangle from her red lips.

Asmodian, like a proud and savage male centaur using a kidnapped female slave, roughly draped this noblewoman's flesh armor—a woman with snow-white, honey-like breasts and plump, fragrant buttocks, wrapped in sheer pantyhose and long black stockings—over his own body.

"Eek?~~ Gurgle?~~ Filled up?~~ Gurgle?~"

Two plump, juicy, and soft buttocks, like two ripe, sweet fruits, were pressed heavily against Asmodie's hard and solid waist. After being pressed against his waist, these two plump, juicy peaches, filled with sweet and ripe fat, faithfully fulfilled their function as a seed sheath, and were pounded into waves of soft, creamy, wavy buttocks.

With a series of splattering sounds, the sticky honey syrup was stirred up by the ferocious beast, which transformed into a rough pestle, grinding the honey syrup and milk cake. The meat, coated with a layer of slippery, translucent, oily strands, was heavily pounded into the plump, ripe abalone, which resembled a nectarine, causing the honey to splatter everywhere.

This ferocious and burly beast, during Asmodé's subsequent visit to the ladies' quarters, not only served as a rough stone pestle, repeatedly filling and overflowing the ladies' soft, ripe, and juicy vulvas with their fleshy, juicy flesh, but also acted as a pillar, supporting the ladies' honeyed, fragrant buttocks.

"Huh?~~ If used like this?~~ the female slave noblewoman will~ eh eh~~ break~~ ugh?~"

Asmodeus, still draped in the noble and alluring armor of Defiance, walked toward the nearest noblewoman.

With each step he took, his strong and solid waist would slam into the two plump, oily mounds of the noblewoman like a siege hammer, causing them to collapse softly like creamy jelly wrapped around glistening meat. At the center of the impact, not only would strands of her mature flesh splatter out, but her buttocks would also ripple like solidified spring fat.

With each step he took, Defiance's fleshy armor swayed in front of him, creating waves of her ripe, honeyed flesh. Her oily, soft skin became nothing more than a luxurious holster for him to use at will.

A pair of exquisite noblewomen, clad in sheer pantyhose and glossy black stockings with bright red lace trim, dangled helplessly beside Asmodie's legs, each sway causing wisps of fragrant, arousing fluid to trickle down their sides.

Those elegant, wine-red, pointed-toe, low-cut crystal stilettos had long since swayed along the way, leaving only the pointed wine-red crystal tips still hooked on the toes of her stockings, which were covered in glossy flesh and black stockings and adorned with seductive wine-red nail polish.

With almost every step Asmodeus took, her lips, adorned with vibrant red lipstick, would emit a seductive, alluring moan that would make one's blood boil. Her peach-purple, heart-shaped eyes would be completely rolled up, filled with a captivating, infatuated look.

The alluring, bright red openwork lace was now a mess, and two mounds of snowy, honey-smooth breasts, constantly spilling milk, had already trembled and jumped out of the bright red lace dress through the see-through bodysuit, where Asmodie held one in each hand and played with and kneaded them.

The extremely slippery and greasy honey milk, soaked in sweet and ripe milk, combined with the translucent meat strips, was extremely smooth and soft. In Asmodé's hands, it was like two balls of milk filled with sweet and ripe milk. Under this rough kneading, the sweet and ripe milk continuously overflowed from the translucent meat strips.

Amidst the alluring spring cries of the noblewoman Defiant, Asmodie gradually came to understand the rules of the noblewoman's quarter.

Simply put, the ladies in this upscale neighborhood have all "changed" their common sense.

The sixty-six noblewomen in this noblewomen's quarters, whether they were elegant and charming mature ladies or graceful and sophisticated beauties, all considered the actions of the only male in the noblewomen's quarters to be reasonable.

Even when he held her plump, juicy breasts in his arms, lifted her skirt in front of his other wealthy female friends, and thrust his hips forward to violate her ripe, honey-scented, soft, and plump vulva until it overflowed with white fluid,

Even as the violated lady's eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled out, she maintained her noble and elegant demeanor, conversing with her lady friend as if enjoying a banquet.

The other ladies could only watch as their friends were pinned down by Asmodie and violated like female slaves until their virginity overflowed. They would simply hold their crystal glasses, sip their red wine, and chat elegantly.

Even though they deliberately poured thick, sticky milk into the red wine in their luxurious crystal goblets with their beautiful hands and lace gloves, they only wanted to drink it down with elegant, ladylike wine-tasting etiquette, gently opening their luscious, aphrodisiac lips and drinking it down with all the steaming, thick milk.

Secondly, these noblewomen would not disobey any of his orders.

Whether it's their elegant and alluring feet, clad in glossy, silk stockings, hooking their heels and stepping on his ferocious and savage beast, allowing this beast to freely violate their noble and enchanting silk-stockinged feet, or even filling their crystal heels with thick white fluid...

Or perhaps she would lift those two mounds of noble beauty and toss them up and down, using her full, luscious red lips to imprint a seductive lip print on this fierce and savage beast. Or perhaps she would act like a noblewoman, holding a platinum dog chain and a lace collar in her red and honeyed lips and handing them to him, and then, like a beautiful noblewoman, raise her jade neck and let him put on the collar and platinum chain that represented humiliation.

They would only carry out his orders with the elegant demeanor of noblewomen or the arrogant disdain of queens, as if rewarding lowly male servants who knelt before their noble silk-stockinged, high-heeled, and beautiful feet.

Within the rules of this noblewoman's quarter, all the noblewomen except for Lady Deffier, Duchess Orissa, Countess Osalia, Lady Catherine in black stockings, and the widow Veranica are in a state of "normal common sense".

However, apart from Deffie, who acted as their guide, the other four noblewomen were all just getting to know Asmodé.

This means that if Asmodian wants to carry out the final carnal feast of this seductive banquet, he will need to act like a savage beast invading the noble ladies' quarters, brutally violating and subjugating the remaining four ladies into their exclusive female slaves. (The remaining text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

That being said...

Even these noblewomen maintained the same contemptuous attitude towards Asmoder as they would towards a lowly male servant, but as this savage and ferocious beast approached step by step, draped in the flesh armor of a noblewoman with Defiant's honeyed breasts and fragrant buttocks.

On the surface, these ladies maintained a noble and elegant demeanor, as well as an arrogant and disdainful queenly air. Beneath their vibrant purple high-slit lace skirts lay their ripe, mature buttocks, exuding a sweet, sensual fragrance, and beneath their dark, semi-transparent silk lace skirts lay their plump, soft buttocks, also revealing extremely seductive and exposed high-slit, glossy black stockings.

Like seductive noblewomen facing a savage, masculine minotaur, they couldn't help but tremble, releasing strands of glistening, sticky nectar, demonstrating their readiness to be violated and turned into submissive female dogs by this savage minotaur at any moment.

Even though their plump, ripe, and tender vulvas, already prepared for conception and maturing, were oozing sticky, sensual nectar, waiting to be violated and defiled by this savage beast, their soft, honeyed lips were overflowing with aphrodisiac fragrance.

However, as ladies whose common sense had been "altered" at this high-society dinner, they still maintained their elegant and dignified demeanor, greeting everyone with smiles.

After all, if they violated the rules of this high-society district, what would happen after this seductive banquet? They would be treated as Asmodian's hounds, only allowed to wear extremely provocative and revealing glossy stockings and crystal stilettos, and be kept on a platinum dog chain in a carriage amidst the bustling streets all day long.

"Good evening, Ms. Defiance. Is this your dance partner?"

"What a fine big wolfhound guard!"

If one ignores the fact that this noble and alluring lady, Defiant, has an intoxicatingly flushed and charming face, eyes that sparkle with a heart-shaped spring, a disheveled bright red lace nightgown with lace straps cascading down her voluptuous waist, and a lace skirt roughly lifted up, with two slightly messy wine-red crystal high heels hanging from her toes, one might be surprised to find her alluring.

And her honey-scented, fragrant buttocks, now like a used noblewoman's armor, were soaked in fragrant sweat and exuded a sweet, mature, and alluring fragrance. Asmodie was holding her fragrant shoulder and casually playing with one of her extremely slippery and moist milky breasts, which was soaked in sweet, mature milk.

Add to that the ferocious beast pressed against her silky back, held by her smooth, noble, bright red lace long gloves; between her mature, silky thighs covered in glossy flesh-colored stockings, the air was thick with the sweet scent of ripe female honey and the splattered honey stains; and her plump, silky vulva, violated to the point of being completely unable to close and constantly dripping thick white fluid.

She truly resembled a noble and elegant lady, leading her most loyal knight commander to this dinner party for friends, an event reserved for ladies of high birth.

Chapter 141 The noblewoman, silk stockings, red high heels

"Hello, ladies?"

Defiant's alluring face was flushed with a captivating blush, her peach-purple eyes shimmering with a mellow, ripe charm, and her delicate red lips, adorned with an elegant smile, released a sweet, intoxicating fragrance with each gentle parting.

"Good day, Ms. Deffiel."

The four ladies present seemed to have reverted to their usual arrogant and disdainful attitude towards other men. They greeted Defiant with smiles only, while casting disdainful glances at Asmodie with hearts full of affection.

After all, the noblewomen who could be taken in as female slaves by Asmo were also carefully selected by Catherina and Defiant. They were either proud noblewomen like Catherina who had a great contempt for incompetent and cowardly males, or capable noblewomen like Defiant who had a great aversion to those fat and useless nobles.

Among them are many elegant women like Osalia, who hold high positions and are raising their daughters alone after losing their husbands, or virgins who have lost their weak husbands at a young age.

Those lowly, depraved noblewomen whose daily lives were extremely licentious were not qualified to be taken in by Asmo as female slaves.

The four noblewomen before Asmodée were: a proud and beautiful woman, a graceful and noble woman, a mature and dignified woman, and a noble and charming woman.

The four noblewomen, facing Asmodé, each displayed a different demeanor—arrogance, aloofness, nobility, or poise—but they all shared one thing in common: when they looked at him, they all regarded him with the same disdain as a noble and elegant queen looking down upon a lowly male servant.

Another common feature is their extremely glamorous and revealing, even prostitute-like, vacuum-sealed suspender dresses, covered with various shiny and seductive pantyhose and suspender stockings, as well as lace-trimmed long stockings. Their elegant and mature noble feet are further adorned with various charming and noble crystal high heels and stiletto heels that seem designed to be used to extract juice from silky feet.

These four ladies leaned against the bar counter in front of them, their bodies leaning forward, their breasts trembling like milk cakes as they pressed against the counter. Their plump, round, peach-shaped buttocks, their soft and plump peach-shaped buttocks, their ripe buttocks like ripe, juicy peaches, and their perky, plump buttocks rose higher with their back arching movements.

Their elegant and sophisticated feet, clad in sheer, alluring silk stockings, were lazily draped with seductive crystal high heels and delicate crystal high-heeled sandals, swaying gently under the round chair.

Asmodeus could hardly recall the origins of the four noblewomen, but he did remember that at many noblewomen's banquets, these four noblewomen were his regular hounds, often led around Castellania by him on platinum leashes.