- (R-18) -
Soft, pinkish white soles tapped on the cold, hard tiles of the corridor. Feminine gasps echoed through the dark passage ways, bouncing off the thick wooden doors ahead which were slightly open.
Valerie had lost her shoes and weapons to the traps in the way. However, it didn't matter right now. She'd finally reached the place where Issac was kept.
'He's there. I can feel it!'
Seeing the dim ray of light leaking from the entrance ahead, the princess's face lit up. Her long, side-braided hair cascaded on her jiggling peaches as she ran ahead.
However, when Valerie reached the chamber's doors, she heard womanly voices moaning seductively, saying the name of the man she wanted to save.
"Annhh~"
"Lord Issac, Arrnnh~ M-More… Mrrnhh~!"
Just as the princess was about to push the doors, rough, meaty claps stopped her. Even a naive girl like her could imagine what was going on inside.
