Morgan's behavior clearly violated the rule of "no killing opponents", even if Salome did not even lose a hair, it can only be said that it is an attempted murder, which is not essentially different from murder.

The referee stepped in and prepared to separate the contestants and declare Salome the winner.

Before he could do so, the blackness oozing with a blood-red halo quickly magnified in front of his eyes.

"It's a bit out of place to declare victory or defeat now, right?"

"What......"

Before he could understand the other party's coquettish whispers, his chin was pressed against the nails that were as sharp as a knife blade, and he was forced to tilt his head back.

"No, my femdom has just begun, and the audience is far from having fun, how can the femdom show that so many people are looking forward to end now?

The charming voice crept into the ears, numbing the thoughts, wanting to say something, and the tongue did not listen.

The situation is clearly not right, not to mention the parties, even the audience has found out about this. But the man who was the referee felt something unusual, but he couldn't point it out, and it was difficult to even question it.

The smile in front of me is obviously kind and gentle, but it reveals a cold and stinging touch, ah, no-

The referee's eyes were in a trance, and he let out heavy gasps, and his body trembled like an onset.

"You're going to do it for me, this little thing?"

It doesn't matter what game he plays, what fouls, he just wants ...... I wanted to get down on my stomach, kiss her toes, and wet those shoes with my tongue and saliva......

"Well, now, I'm going to forfeit the right to quit the game early. ”

He let out a gentle breath, and his breath was dyed with seductive lust and seduction. The man's last bit of reason collapsed, and the world of his cognition was instantly rewritten.

"It's ...... What ......!!"

Niederhogg's exclamations were echoed around the arena, similar to the "crackling" sound of charcoal burning. More than half of the spectators (all men) breathed heavily, swallowing saliva and "cooing" incessantly, and many female spectators covered their faces and peeked into the arena through their fingers.

No one cared about the abnormal situation of the commentary, and everyone stared at Salome and the referee in the center of the field.

One up and one down, one woman and one man.

Standing in the ring, Salome was majestic, her indifferent figure showed the temperament of a queen under the ruler, and her black leather shoes stepped on the face of the referee lying on the ground. The heel is poked on the tongue.

......

The audience was speechless.

Through and through. "SM Queen Show" without any moisture.

"Just now, just now......"

The man who was trampled under his feet spoke into the microphone while gasping for breath like estrus.

"Morgan's attack just now is not a foul, and the game continues-"

In this case, I can still speak clearly, I really don't know that this is the power of the color teaching. Or Mr. Referee shakes M physique to be developed. Causing the results of hyperevolution?

"That's it. ”

The leather shoes are removed from the referee's face. Fly up and kick the adult male as if he weighed 6 or 70 kilograms, and kick the referee like a dead dog. The witch turned her face back to her opponent.

"This competition is not just a battle of magic and strategy, nor is it a life-and-death struggle that has to be hung up by one of them. Gambling on what he has learned in his life, his efforts so far, the expectations and honors he has carried, and even the future full of possibilities - only the more shaky side will win, depriving the loser of all his qiē, and even his personality will be completely shattered, and he will be trained from a severe sadist to a severely masochistic mania, and completely reduced to the possession of the winner...... Wouldn't that be nice?"

"What's that?!"

His brains were turned upside down, his jaw fell to the ground on the spot, and Roland's shouts were drowned out by a terrifying wave of cheers.

For civilians who lack entertainment, ordinary competitions have long been unable to meet their needs for stimulation, and the reality training show with a little color, wandering on the edge of morality, and being unconfused and betraying morality is powerful enough!!

Hats, canes, and gloves are flying all over the sky, and the strange whistles full of erotic atmosphere are shaking the sky, and the adrenaline-pumping audience is collectively off the line!!

"Disrespectful. ”

Salome greeted lazily, and the three "black dog beasts" stood up, their mouths purring low, and their red eyes stared at Morgan who was in a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Let's continue to train, although it is the first time to do this kind of thing, but the young girl still learned some lessons from teaching materials called "Dark X Bible", "Night X Sick Building", "X of the Room", etc., just ...... Since it's the first time, you don't have to start with the ordinary gameplay, ah, don't worry, it won't be enough, and you won't be able to use your fingers to satisfy yourself or anything in the future, and there's no problem at all. ”

Is it okay to say this kind of scalp tingling in a place where there are children?

"You ......"

Morgan was pale, his backward body standing on the edge of the ring, unable to take another step back.

She was desperate to withdraw from the winless match, and even if the referee declared the foul invalid, Morgan could still automatically concede defeat by jumping out of the ring, but as Salome announced, the right to withdraw from the match was stripped away.

Enchantment.

The iron wall covering the ring is built with a large number of improved "barriers", and its hardness, toughness, and ability to resist the intervention of external thoughts have been greatly improved.

By the time Salome performed a live stampede, Morgan had already tried to break the barrier. With his extraordinary magical talents, this is entirely possible. But after suffering one defeat after another, the trump cards were taken away. Morgan, who always presses others with ease, faces a desperate dilemma for the first time, which makes her fall into a panic and can't get rid of it, and she can't concentrate on unlocking the barrier at all.

The only chance to escape was missed, and the red-haired witch paced leisurely with her grinning dog.

"Can't wait, right? I'm looking forward to it? Miss Severe Sadism, well, it's time to change the name to Miss Severe Sadism. ”

The gentle words of poetry sounded like a death sentence to Morgan.

"Let's go, Hundred Dogs Night Walk~~~?"

"Whew!"

There was a cute scream, the big black dog dragged the flames like a hara, and the nightmarish screams and the audience's heckling were earth-shattering......

After 15 minutes, Salome sat in the rest area with a big prick, happily teasing her hair, and her slender legs resting on a smooth and round ass.

"Come, tell everyone, who is your master?"

"Of course, Salome-sama. ”

The words "meat urinal" are neatly written on her naked buttocks, and the naked Albion sorceress lies on the ground like a bitch, and Morgan, who only covers the key parts with the latest phantom magic "mosaic", writhes her delicate body in a trance of pleasure, as if she is licking Salome's shoes with her whole body.

"The training is over~~~~?"

With the black tea, Salome grinned, and Roland and Gloria shivered together. (To be continued......)

PS: Various professional vocabulary...... Ahem, good boys don't need to understand.