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After you enter the House of Pleasure, you will definitely be asked to have **** with others.

Never say no, if you say no, you'll be recognized as someone who isn't in the House of Pleasure.

- Sacco

Chapter 833: The Fall of the Mother Goddess

Morgana looked at the jade hand rubbing on her thigh, feeling nothing.

Morgana hadn't had a strong feeling in years.

Whether it is spiritual joy, sadness, anger, panic, or physical comfort, pain, itching, and numbness, these are the most common feelings for mortals, and Morgana has not tasted them for a long time.

So when the young woman's hand stretched all the way to the inner thigh and touched the softest spot, Morgana still felt nothing, she didn't feel shy or repulsive in her mind, and she didn't feel pleasure or stimulation in her body. At most, she felt that the young woman's hands were very slippery and her movements were very gentle.

So she just lowered her head and quietly looked at the beautiful young woman in front of her, without resisting her to do anything. The glamorous young woman raised her head strangely, looked at Morgana's motionless face, and asked strangely, "Darling, why don't you feel it?"

"By the way... I'm a member of the House of Pleasure now... I should act like I'm sinking into happiness..." Morgana remembered. She was about to perform a petite panting when she saw a childish voice. sounded.

"Really, Mrs. White." Among the fragrant bodies of white flowers, a slender girl with a petite body stood up.

She looks very young, her face is very immature, tender and even makes people think she is a child, wearing very obscene clothes, wearing three on the **** of a pair of pepper milk and the stamens of the private parts between the legs The bell ring makes a pleasant bell when walking.

The petite girl seems to have a very high status in the House of Pleasure. Just now, she was served by several beautiful women. Now her skin is still radiant and shiny, and it is full of beauty's saliva. She is licked all over her body.

once again.

"Lord Angel." The glamorous young lady, Mrs. White, shook her body with a look of grievance, and her **** also moved tremblingly. She said, "Did I do something wrong?"

"At first glance, this new beauty looks like a young chick. How can you touch someone's leg as soon as she arrives?"

A petite girl named Angel came to this side on the **** and buttocks of countless beauties. She took Morgana's hand and touched Morgana's face in a very emotional way, while watching Morgana's face carefully: " Tsk tsk tsk, what a great beauty, really amazing, just this face is already priceless."

Morgana didn't know how to respond. She remembered that Sacco taught her that after entering the House of Pleasure, no matter what others do to you, don't resist, just be obedient, so Morgana chose to do nothing.

A flash of surprise flashed in Angel's eyes. She looked at Morgana Gujing Wubo's face: "Darling, did you not respond when I touched you like this?"

Morgana looked at her hand. Angel had just touched her hand with complicated fingering. It seemed to be some kind of exciting technique, but Morgana didn't feel anything.

Before Morgana could figure out how to explain it, Mrs. White helped her: "Could this beauty be insensitive?"

Angel looked at Morgana: "Is that so?"

Morgana thought about it, as if she was really insensitive to some extent, so she admitted: "Yes, it's hard for me to feel the stimulation."

Angel looked suddenly enlightened, then looked at Morgana with a very sympathetic look, and touched her cheek with her small hand: "What an unfortunate beauty, born in this world full of joy but not enjoying the best Joy, this is why you accepted the call of the Mother God and came to the House of Joy, right?"

"Yes." Morgana simply followed Angel's brain to admit it.

"Mother God." Angel sympathized with tears, and more and more filthy beauties gathered around Morgana, sympathizing with her fate.

Morgana remained silent, watching the women quietly.

As Sacco said, the members of the House of Pleasure are indeed all beautiful women, from loli to beautiful women, and each one seems to have become kinky, and even when they stand up, they are constantly accusing themselves and The companions around him moved their hands up and down, and some were actually held in their arms by other women, burying their heads and licking the delicious breast meat.

However, Morgana had already prepared for this, so she was not surprised. What really made her care about was other things.

The first thing is that the people here are all women.

Morgana had dealt with the people in the House of Pleasure before. She remembered that there were men in the House of Pleasure, but now Morgana couldn't see a man when she looked around.

"Could it be that the appearance of the Son of Mother God changed the House of Pleasure..." Morgana could only guess.

Another thing Morgana is very concerned about is the origin of the members of the House of Pleasure.

She originally thought that the place would be full of Demacians, with at most some people from neighboring countries, but the fact is that Demacians only account for at most two or three percent of the hundreds of beauties, and there are a large number of people from other countries. People, such as the Freljord girl with particularly white skin and wrapped in animal skins; such as the Ionian beauty with a dusty temperament and a fragrance around her body; Saas women generals; such as the sun-kissed, glowing bronzed Shurima shepherdesses; and even a few vastayan beauties with animal features on their bodies, in a variety of styles, judging from their very different races , must be from a different tribe...

The House of Pleasure, as if collecting all the beautiful women in the world.

"Is the House of Pleasure so powerful..." Morgana was full of doubts, "How can you gather people from all over the world..."

Morgana didn't have much time to think, because she had already begun to be dragged by Angel and walked into the depths of the castle.

"My dear, what's your name?" Angel was barefoot, stepping on the delicate bodies of countless beauties, and she was about to take Morgana's hand and walk in.

"Morgana." Morgana said her real name, anyway, no one in this world still knows this name.

There may be one left, but that person cannot be here.

Morgana looked at the countless horizontal and tangled jade bodies in front of her: "Please wait for me to take off my shoes..."

"No need." Angel said with a smile. She stepped on Mrs. White's **** who were lying down again. She saw the young woman showing a painful and happy smile, "If you step on them with high heels, they will be happier."

Morgana reaffirmed that it was a cult.

"No, I came from outside, my shoes are dirty." Morgana took off her crystal slippers.

"You're such a sweetheart." Angel smiled. "Come on, I'll let you take a good tour of this place."

Morgana's bare feet stepped on Mrs. White's body.

She has stepped on the fragrant bodies one by one. In fact, there are too many beautiful bodies crowded together. Morgana can't find a place where she can step on the floor. She can only try to avoid the more fragile **** and stomach.

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Every time she stepped on someone else, the beauty under her feet would groan happily, as if she could not wait for Morgana to work harder.

Angel didn't care as much as Morgana did. She even danced while walking. It seemed that Morgana was in a good mood when she arrived, and the three bells on her body rang happily.

The dizzying lewd smell continued into the depths of the castle, and the panting and moaning were endless. Every corridor that Morgana passed was filled with beauties who were having sex.

There are thousands of people, and considering the size of the castle, there may be more.

This is beyond the scope of general cults. If more than half of these women are capable of fighting, this is already an army capable of conquering cities.

Morgana felt that she was right to come to the House of Pleasure this time. If this cult was allowed to develop, it would be hard to imagine what kind of monster it would grow into in the future.

Morgana saw that there were many oil paintings hanging on the walls of the corridor, with obscene patterns painted on them, but they seemed to be full of religious colors, and these oil paintings seemed to be continuous, telling a story.

"What is this?" Morgana pointed to the painting on the wall.

"Oh, my dear, you are very knowledgeable." Angela smiled and said, "This is an oil painting painted by the son of the mother goddess, which records the fall of the mother goddess."

"The Mother God... Fallen?"

"Hehe, my dear, you can take care of yourself. I don't know much about art, so I won't miss you." Angel smiled.

So Morgana looked at the paintings herself.

The beginning of the painting is bloody.

Countless corpses fell under an unpredictable shadow. The shadow was bathed in blood and laughing wildly. It was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, and it was even so arrogant that it was not humanoid. It should be the mother goddess.

The later paintings record how the mother goddess harvests human life. The mother goddess actually has no entity. She can change into any form. What she likes most is to become a beautiful man or a beautiful woman, seduce the prey, and then let them go when they are the most excited and happiest. They experience the greatest pain.

Mother God has been doing this for a long time.

until the mother goddess became pregnant.

She gave birth to something more evil.

"Giving birth to a child is a fall?" Morgana looked at the existence that emerged from between the legs of the mother goddess. The picture turned it into an extremely terrifying existence, and the mother goddess even looked into his eyes. It's all full of fear, but Morgana doesn't know why.

I always feel that the child of sin looks...a bit familiar.

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The moment the mother **** gave birth to the child.

To know what true joy is.

——The House of Pleasure Instructions

Chapter eight hundred and thirty fourth medical examination

The oil painting documents the evolution of the Mother Goddess and the House of Pleasure.

After the mother goddess left the child, it seemed that she lost the ability to change into other forms, and could only maintain the appearance of a beautiful woman when she gave birth. After that, the house of joy has also changed. No one refuses, until the beginning of slowly no longer accepting male members, and in the end there are only beautiful women in the entire house of pleasure, all of which should be related to the transformation of the mother goddess.

It's just that the House of Joy has raised the threshold of believers. It should be said that the number of people will be reduced by a lot, but the oil painting shows that there are more and more members of the House of Joy, and even spread all over the world.

"Is it because of the son of the mother goddess..." Morgana thought.

The oil painting looked and watched, Morgana had been taken to the deep part of the castle by Angel. Morgana felt that she followed her up many steps. Now it should be on the upper floor of the castle, but the castle is too closed. I couldn't see the windows, and I couldn't tell where I was.

Angel finally took Morgana into a large room, where there were also many beautiful bodies entangled, and their movements were more intense than the women in the hall, everyone was like a estrus moving.

Like things, looking for everything that can make you happy, and lingering kisses with other people ecstatically.

Morgana kissed her nose and nose. There was only the rich fragrance of countless female bodies in the air, and no traces of aphrodisiac magic or potions were found, which means that these women were not influenced by the outside world to be so addicted, but It became like this spontaneously.

Morgana's heart sank. In this case, she couldn't rely on her own strength to force these women back to normal.

But Morgana was not too disappointed. After all, the girl she met for the first time could not be saved by herself, and as a person in the House of Pleasure, it was also in Morgana's expectation that other women could not be saved.

If you want to save them, you must first figure out what makes them like this.

Angel took Morgana's hand and brought her to the bed in the room. The strange thing was that there was such a big bed in the room, but there was no woman on it. They all chose to stay on the carpet and have fun.

Angel saw Morgana's question, she pushed Morgana onto the bed, and said with a smile: "This is the holy bed of the House of Pleasure, and newcomers must undergo medical examinations on it."

"Physical examination..." Morgana knew that Sacco had told her that there would be a medical examination before seeing the Son of the Mother Goddess and the Mother Goddess, to ensure that there were no flaws on the body, and such people were qualified to be happy Official believer of the house.

"Is it up to you?" Morgana asked.

"Of course, my dear." Angel smiled, "I am one of the officials of the House of Pleasure. When I have checked your body, you will be able to see the great son of the mother goddess for the first time."

"Where's Mother Goddess? Isn't she there?" Morgana asked.

"The mother goddess seems to be busy with something and hasn't come back for a long time." Angel said, "but you don't have to worry, it is the great mother goddess son who has the final say in the house of joy, and what the mother goddess son says is everything. , the mother goddess will laugh and obey."

"I see." Morgana nodded, "Let's start the medical examination now."

"Before that, you must make an oath." Angel closed her eyes, "recite with me - I dedicate my everything to the son of the mother goddess, my eyes, my tongue, my body and mind, from my Everything from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet belongs to the son of the mother goddess. I will not refuse everything from the mother goddess child, nor will I disobey all his orders. From the oldest past to the farthest future, I am the most loyal mother goddess child. slave, do anything for him, suffer anything for him, everything he says is the supreme truth.”

For this kind of oath without magical binding, of course, Morgana made it very quickly.

Angel licked her pink lips: "Very good, take off your clothes now."

Morgana removed the belt from her waist, and the dark dress began to slip off her jade body.

When Morgana's body was completely exposed, Angel's beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

In front of her is a perfect body beyond imagination.

Only the word "perfect" can be used to describe Morgana's body, and any other words and metaphors are superfluous.

Morgana's body can only give people a sense of beauty in their hearts, and it is even difficult to have charming thoughts about her. The moment Morgana took off her naked body, it was as if her body radiated light, so that everyone in the room looked at her. She looked over there, the **** in her eyes dissipated a little, and she just stared at Morgana's perfect body in amazement.

Angel, as a cadre, saw more.

Generally speaking, although the left and right sides of the human body are symmetrical, there are still very small subtle differences.

But Morgana's hands, arms, chest, hips, legs, and feet are completely symmetrical.

It's so perfect that it doesn't look like a "human" body.

Angel took a deep look at Morgana, and then said, "Then I'll start checking now and separate my legs."

There was no embarrassment on Morgana's face, she directly separated her legs and asked Angel to check. Angel gently opened Morgana's private parts with her small hands and began to examine it.

A hand suddenly put on Angel's shoulder.

Everyone trembled, because a person appeared beside Angel without warning.

"Angel, be careful, don't hurt this body with your hands." It was a deep, magnetic man's voice.

All the women got up from the ground, they knelt on the ground in a panic, and said in unison, "Children of the mother goddess!"

Morgana was shocked, she didn't notice when the man appeared, just like when Sacco appeared beside her.

"Do demons have this ability... No wonder it's so hard to catch..." Morgana didn't care that she was now facing the man in an extremely shameful posture, everything on her body could be taken into his eyes, but she The attention is now entirely on this man.

It was a man in a fancy dress that looked like a Demacian aristocratic attire, nothing special, but a man's face.

He wears a mask that looks like it grows directly on his face. The strange symmetrical ink patterns are constantly changing on the mask, sometimes like a beautiful butterfly, sometimes like a ferocious ghost, and sometimes like a crying girl.

"This is... the son of the mother goddess?" Unlike all the demons Morgana has seen so far, although she still can't feel his strength, Morgana's intuition tells her that this person is more powerful than any demon. far more terrifying.