Pathological Obsession (NPH, Compulsion)

the weak wife of the shared lords (you)

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Pathological obsession (NPH, compulsion) (original name: "Blackened Pathological Collection") - [Western Fantasy] Intense - The weak shared wives of the crazy lords (1, 4p

You are about to become the bride.
The grooms are the lords of the country and have supreme power, so when they asked you to become the bride, your elderly parents had no ability to refuse.
You were taken deep into the palace, and only a few young people could be seen during this period. Eldest women, they are worried about you. The love of a lord is not easy to bear. Throughout the ages, no couple has a happy ending and they
often choose to commit suicide because they cannot bear it. The lord will also fall into despair after losing his lover and eventually die,
and you are even more pitiful. , what you bear is not the love of one lord, but three lords
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You have seen three lords during the parade, and they represent this land in the crowded streets. The supreme power
king was the tallest, with sharp and handsome features, a handsome nose connected to his lips, which were thin and had only a little blood color. There was an indifference about him that could repel people thousands of miles away. He looked down at his people as if he were looking at a group of insignificant ants.
The man on the left was the priest of the country. His hair was as black as ink, his body was long and erect, smooth and gorgeous. The calm and gentle black eyes overflowed with a calm indifference, as unpredictable as the deep sea. The
one on the far right was the priest of the country. He had a very feminine and handsome appearance. He was wearing a light yellow gown, his eyes were bright, and his skin was as white as snow. Even more stunning than a woman
, it was also on that day that you were chosen by them. On
the wedding day soon, the lords could not wait to welcome their bride.
The door opened, and the tall figure entered. The close gaze gave you a more intuitive understanding. When people in the world often talk about the appearance of heaven and man, a strong sense of oppression also comes.
"...Your Majesty" you said weakly, your innate fear made you surrender unconsciously
"Yes" they responded to you, their seemingly arrogant expressions actually never left your eyes after entering the door, you looked like It was a weak rabbit that strayed into the territory of wild beasts.
You recalled what the teacher had told you and you knelt down carefully. The luxurious and beautiful skirts were scattered around, and they were as beautiful as flowers in an oil painting. Your
tall body made you look up so high that you could barely hold on. Tight against his waist, you can feel the overwhelming heat through the fabric. The scalding temperature burns you, as if you are in magma.
His light blue pupils reflect your figure, and those beautiful palms holding swords caress you. On your cheek, he loved your closeness, even if he could feel your tremors.
The white and tender hands came to the king's span, the silver zipper was pulled down, and the dark sexual organ that exuded heat popped out in the next second.
The pillar covered with veins has a slight Zen fragrance. It is as long as your forearm and as thick as two wrists. Even if you have never experienced human affairs, you will know that it is too strong
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"Have you been touched by anyone before? "I don't know when the priest came behind you. He stepped on your calf casually.
"No...no..."
"Think about it. I'm asking if anyone touched you. Any touch will count." The strength in your legs It has grown a bit bigger.
"I have... I have a brother... Haah... hold my hand, just for a moment."
The force of the thrust in your mouth increased instantly, and your buttocks were red and swollen from being slapped hard: "Bitch!"
The priest grabbed your hand. : "Is this this one?"
"Well...yes"
The priest at this moment has long lost his usual gentle and holy appearance, and is as crazy as a jealous husband. "In this case, there is no need to pity you, but I don't know if such a weak body can bear it. "
(...)
The wedding night is full of lust. The three husbands are lustful and infatuated with you. As long as you open your legs to them, they can do anything for you
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the morning of the second day after the wedding, the chaotic big bed was full of blushing marks. The lords locked their lovers under their bodies and hugged them tightly even in their sleep.
When they woke up, you were still sleeping soundly. Your sweet and soft look aroused affection. The king took your lips and gently woke you up.
You were held in his arms and you opened your mouth to let the men... Only when you insert them one by one and feed them the morning essence can you feel at ease. Lords are demigods. Unlike mortals, their semen can not only give birth to offspring but also extend the life of their loved ones.
According to regulations, after the wedding, the lords need to bring the lord's wife to attend the court meeting. You are put in a veil, and your hands are put in chains. The experience of their ancestors tells them that their lover will run away, and only by locking her can ensure that she will be by your side forever.
You have no objection to this. Before you got married, you knew that becoming the lover of a lord would lose your freedom, so you followed them very obediently.
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