Camila's mind went blank, and the strange and shameful feeling was still transmitted in her body, making her want to stop.

"I screamed! Shame on you! But this feeling ...... Why is it so comfortable......

Camila's face was red as if she could drip blood, her slightly squinted eyes were like silk, her chest rose and fell violently, and she looked at the man standing in front of her with a whip, and her heart was completely confused.

"How is that possible?! Why can't I control my body! And...... Why do I still like this feeling a little...... Am I really a jitter M? No...... It can't be like this......"

Camila's psychological defenses began to crumble, and her worldview became unstable.

"Too heavy?"

McGonagall looked at Camilla, who had an exaggerated reaction, and was a little stunned.

He is not a pervert, he just wants to punish Camilla a little, so as to save the countess from squatting on him every day, beating him with a stick, and dragging the little black room.

After all, the other party is a ninth-level vampire, and his current strength is only at the peak of the seventh-level, so he can't beat the other party.

As for killing her, he also thought about it.

However, she also had a black cat servant who was missing, and most of them knew about it.

With Camilla's identity, it is obviously impossible to die silently.

And the other party never showed murderous intent to him from beginning to end, and what surprised him even more was that she actually came up with a strange trick to make him understand that he was a shake M pervert, and then shame himself in front of Miss Gloria, but the operation was a little stupid.

"It seems a little too perverted to use a whip, and it doesn't fit my suave temperament."

McGonagall looked at Camilla, who was exhaling like silk and had a glimmer of crystal on the corner of her mouth, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in her heart, put down the leather whip in her hand, and picked up the candle.

Dripping wax is an art.

McGonagall reverently lit the candle and headed for Camilla.

Camilla looked at McGonagall walking towards her, her heart was resistant, but her body trembled uncontrollably, and she couldn't help but imagine the feeling of bright red hot wax dripping on her body.

"Shame on you! But why am I so excited?! ”

Camila swallowed as she swallowed as she looked at only the light of candlelight.

Camilla, who was bound by a red rope, held a lit red candle and walked towards McGonagall, and everything looked very beautiful in the dimly lit little dark room.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the door of the small black room exploded open, turning into countless detritus and carrying a strong wind into the room.

McGonagall blocked it with her hand so that the candle in her hand was not blown out, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she looked at the flickering flames.

"Huh? It doesn't seem like the focus should be on this right now! ”

McGonagall suddenly remembered something, and a chill swept over her.

As soon as he turned around, his eyes widened.

At the door of the room, a woman wearing a long white dress and a white gauze hat slowly withdrew her legs, and it seemed that the thick door was kicked into sawdust by her.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is, McGonagall has already recognized who it is!

Even if he is wearing a white gauze hat, the white dress with gold embroidery and the slender and sexy figure all show the identity of the person who came.

A woman who couldn't have been here.

Her Royal Highness, the first strong woman in the Nolan Continent and the former princess of the elven clan, is also his titular wife, Amy's mother, Irina.

In the dimly lit room, the woman bound in a shameful manner by the thick red rope, the disheveled man, the whip discarded at random on the floor, and the lit candle that McGonagall was guarding in her hand, Irina's face was as cold as ice, and the frost began to spread from the doorway into the small dark room, carrying a deep chill.

Irina glanced at Camilla, her eyes narrowed slightly, this big bat was ridden by her back then, but she didn't expect that she would dare to steal her man now.

The corners of McGonagall's mouth twitched, and a forced smile was squeezed out, "You may not believe it, we're just rehearsing the script. ”

"Oh, man."

Irina glanced at him, and the candlelight instantly brightened.

A drop of red candle liquid fell down the red candle into his hand, and he let out an exclamation, and with a shake of his hand, he threw the red candle out.

Through the veil, McGonagall could feel Irina's cold face.

But for this reason...... Even he didn't dare to believe it.

A person suddenly broke in, which also startled Camila.

Her current appearance is actually seen by others, if it spreads, her reputation will be ruined!

"If Miss Gloria knew...... Camila didn't dare to think about it, she was ashamed enough to know that she was a shaking, and if Gloria knew about it, she wouldn't be able to raise her head in front of her.

"Hey, that woman, I'm telling you, I'm just showing him a move now, he's my plaything, don't get me wrong." Camilla said proudly with her chin raised.

The Soul Rope bound all of her magic, and it also made it impossible for her to find out who was coming, but it vaguely felt familiar.

"Shut up, stupid bat."

Irina pulled out a folding wooden chair, and with a bang, the chair slapped Camilla, who had a wide mouth, into the wall, and rolled her eyes and passed out.

"My man, you deserve to play too?"

Irina said coldly.

McGonagall looked at the only stool leg left in Irina's hand, and Camilla, who couldn't buckle it embedded in the wall, and her throat moved, the woman who was furious was so terrible!

"But! Is this the scene of the rape?! McGonagall panicked, and felt inexplicably ashamed of being caught red-handed.

"Wait!"

"Wasn't I a victim who was dragged here by a hammering stick?"

McGonagall suddenly felt as if something was not quite right, but ...... At first, he was really just a weak and innocent victim.

"Why are you here?" McGonagall shook the sawdust from her hair as naturally as she could, looked at Irina and asked.

"Alex, you've changed!" Irina took off her gauze hat and looked into McGonagall's eyes.

It wasn't heartbreaking, but the look of disappointment made McGonagall's sense of shame even stronger.

"It's not what you think it is......" McGonagall tried to explain.

"You're so sassy."

Irina frowned slightly, and with a hook of her fingers, the black whip on the ground fell on her hand.

McGonagall wanted to run a little, but when she thought of the difference in strength between her and Irina, she couldn't move her footsteps at all, and she didn't kneel on the spot, mainly because her legs were stiff.

"Smack!"

The sound of the whip falling on the body reverberated crisply in the small dark room.

"Ah~~"

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