Chris was startled, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes, but seeing his posture on the ground, she understood Karl's intention.
Disgust flickered in her eyes; before, he only sat on the bed, but now he was putting on an act.
However, she didn't dislike it.
Chris, always coerced by Karl, was happy to play the master in these matters. She skillfully took off one high-heeled shoe.
Raising her jade-like foot, clad in sheer black stockings, she directly stepped on Karl's thigh.
Then, her toes, beneath the black stockings, separated to grip Karl's pants, deftly pulling them down.
She was a mage, but her feet were still flexible. She lifted her foot, and then, she stomped fiercely towards little ka, her movement resolute, clearly not for the first time.
"Ah!" Karl cried out in cooperation.
"Pervert." Chris was momentarily stunned, only feeling that Karl was really putting on a show today, which also allowed her to experience a strange sense of control.
A strange impulse was forming in her heart.
As if venting her anger, with disgust in her eyes, she stomped more earnestly than usual, her toes separating and closing again beneath the black stockings.
In the confessional.
Victoria watched this scene, her face so grim it looked like it could drip water. From her perspective, Karl wanted to separate from her daughter.
Then her daughter became enraged, refused on the spot, pushed Karl down, and then stomped on him with her foot.
In her understanding, there was no such play involving feet.
But she was also experienced; seeing the unconcealable excitement deep in her daughter's eyes, and this set of smooth, practiced movements...
Was this still the daughter she knew?
Under her very nose, she had grown into someone she barely recognized.
And at least in terms of "sex," her daughter was the proactive one.
At this moment, a terrifying thought emerged in her mind.
Could it be that her daughter was the one using "sex" to control this Young Dragon?
Chapter 112 I Am A Good Person
Victoria felt her head buzzing. All her conjectures were based on her daughter still being the kind, pure saint in her heart.
The sight before her had shattered her worldview.
Chris's black-stockinged jade foot was fully on Karl's body, the arch, ball, and toes of her foot beneath the black stockings all becoming her weapons.
She continuously stomped and rubbed.
On her beautiful, sacred face was a blasphemous smile, like a fallen one who had tasted forbidden fruit, wantonly unleashing evil.
As Chris stomped, the mockery and disdain in her eyes were expressions Victoria thought would never appear on her humble daughter's face.
In contrast, Karl, the handsome young man with a delicate appearance, became the one being bullied.
Victoria's mood at this moment was akin to suddenly discovering that her always obedient and well-behaved daughter had tattoos all over her skin, was participating in a multi-person orgy, and her daughter was the dominant one, playing very hardcore.
At this instant, Victoria's spiritual world was severely impacted.
The pain made her almost unable to breathe, and her body swayed uncontrollably before she regained her footing.
Her gaze remained fixed on Chris.
She wanted to see this daughter who had become a stranger, wanted to understand why she had changed like this.
Chris was completely unaware that her mother was secretly watching all of this from the shadows.
Today's Karl was different from usual; he was more submissive. Normally, he would also let her stomp on him with sheer black stockings, but she mostly felt her feet were toys in his hands.
But today, Chris felt that she was the one in control, an experience she had never had before.
"Is this the real you? You're such a pervert."
Chris mused to herself, unconsciously increasing the force of her stomps. She rapidly slid her arch across him while enjoying the changes in Karl's handsome expression.
A strong desire for control surged in her heart.
Normally, Karl always bullied her in various ways, making her suffer grievances.
Even these days, her fingers could feel a strange sensation from behind, her body had been completely corrupted by him.
"Bastard!"
The more Chris thought about it, the angrier she got, and her foot movements accelerated again.
She watched Karl's tightly clenched teeth, which gave her a strange satisfaction, a release of long-suppressed emotions.
She didn't notice that her usually pure and flawless smile now carried an indescribable hint of blasphemy.
A smile mixed with victory, revenge, and a desire for control.
"Pfft."
Karl on the ground shivered.
A strong impact, from Karl's jade-like feet, his small feet, thighs, and then onto the sacred nun's habit.
She clearly felt a warmth permeate her stockings and transfer to her feet.
Chris felt the fluid sensation on her stockings.
An unprecedented satisfaction arose within her.
The moment such a thought occupied her mind, it was immediately suppressed by her rationality.
Chris's smile gradually faded, returning to her usual sanctity. Her black-stockinged jade foot re-entered her high heel: "Let's go back."
She had already realized that her mindset had some issues, and after finishing with him, she wanted to end it quickly.
"Do you really want me to go back?" Karl suddenly asked.
Chris's body trembled. Karl hadn't sought her out in a long time. She had been stomping on him just now and had also been aroused.
Only this time.
Chris told herself in her heart that since she had already stomped on him, there wasn't much difference.
Soon.
Chris ended up lying on the ground, and Karl lifted her nun's long skirt.
"It hurts..."
She gritted her teeth, truly speechless at this Evil Dragon. Couldn't he just enter normally?
However, what shamed her even more was that she actually felt something.
But the shame did not end.
A piece of cloth covered Chris's eyes.
"?" Chris was stunned, only feeling her vision go dark as Karl picked her up from behind, in an extremely shameful position.
Like a parent in the slums holding a Child to urinate.
"Bastard." Chris didn't say anything. Karl had always come up with strange and bizarre ways to play.
If she reacted too strongly, she would feel like she had lost.
A strange desire to win or lose.
Chris's vision was completely black. She was being carried from behind and moved, while also enduring attacks from behind, and this was in the church hall.
The level of shame was already making her mind feel flustered.
Her mind instinctively refused to think about reality, which made her physical sensations even more intense.
With wave after wave of attacks from behind.
She finally couldn't hold back, and there was another intense sound of flowing water.
Although Chris was ashamed, she was already used to it; after all, it wasn't the first time.
However, she did not know.
The person she was drenching this time was her mother.
Victoria's eyes were filled with complex emotions: disappointment, anger, heartache. She watched helplessly as Karl opened the wooden door and then aimed her daughter at her.
Seeing her daughter being attacked from behind was already enough to shatter her worldview.
But when her mature face was drenched, slowly sliding down her cheeks, along her skin, past her neck, until her clothes were completely wet.
Clinging to her skin, outlining her mature and voluptuous figure.
She simply couldn't imagine why her daughter was playing so wildly.
From using her feet at the beginning to her current position.
Victoria had only one thought: this daughter must be fake.
Yes, this blasphemer before her was absolutely not her daughter.
Karl was also trembling all over. In this shiver, a power from the depths of his soul entered his limbs and bones.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that his soul had truly reached the strength of a fourth-tier expert.
What followed was that "Time Stop" once again evolved.
A few minutes later, everything ended.
"Hoo... hoo..." Chris gritted her teeth, her gasps particularly abrupt in the empty church hall. She glared fiercely at Karl, her eyes filled with shame and resentment.
She hated herself for not being able to control it, for losing to desire.
"You go back and rest first. I'll clean up here." Karl smiled sincerely: "I also think we played a bit too much today."
... Chris's mouth twitched. Why did this guy suddenly act like a decent person? It made her feel a little unaccustomed.
She didn't say anything more, quickly tidying her disheveled clothes, keeping her head down the whole time, not daring to face the God she believed in.
She just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
Karl thoughtfully escorted Chris out of the church hall and saw Victoria kneeling on the ground, praying to the statue of God.
At this moment, Victoria's figure appeared so solitary, eyes closed, praying devoutly to God.
Karl stood quietly to the side, not disturbing her.
He could understand Victoria's feelings at this moment; discovering that her well-behaved and pure daughter was a popular queen in the contrast zone, her mood must be very complex.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Victoria finally opened her eyes and looked at Karl: "Thank you."
Chapter 113 New Skill
"No need to thank me." Karl shrugged. Although he had coerced and developed Chris, and then held Chris to spray her mother's face, he felt that his inner essence was still that of a good dragon.
Victoria opened her mouth to speak again, but it ultimately turned into a sigh filled with too many emotions, and a sense of relief.
It was like discovering that her pure and well-behaved daughter was actually a popular queen in the contrast zone, and then having no choice but to accept reality, as this was her only daughter.
A bitter smile played on her lips. At this moment, she was no longer the mature and dignified bishop, but merely a mother who had to accept that her daughter played very wildly.
"Lord Karl, you win. According to our wager, I will no longer stop you from doing anything to Chris."
Her voice was surprisingly calm.
At this point, her tone paused slightly, and she looked at Karl again: "As a mother, may I ask for your help?"
"Of course." Karl nodded. He actually had a good impression of Victoria. Just now in the room, he had experienced a sense of motherhood on Victoria's body.
"I'll be leaving first."
Karl was now eager to return quickly and experience the new abilities brought by the upgraded "Time Stop." After saying goodbye, he turned to leave.
Bishop Victoria suddenly spoke from behind him: "Grand Duke of the Northern Territory, Oram Sophie, and my daughter, Lilia, led the Black Scorpion squad from the territory three days ago. According to their itinerary, they will arrive at San Marino City within two days."
Karl stopped. This was clearly Victoria showing him favor.
She hadn't made this a condition for a transaction, which made Karl feel quite comfortable.
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