It wasn't until this moment that Brian suddenly realized that this tentacle contained such a wonderful function. He secretly thought that when he returned to the floating city, he would definitely invite beautiful ladies such as Hesiah, Myrcella, and the Water Fairy to gather together. Just imagine, wouldn't that kind of scene allow him to experience several times or even ten times the pleasure? This thought made him yearn for it, and his eyes shone with anticipation.
He seemed to have seen the grand scene of that day: the gentleness of Hesiah, the charm of Myrcella, the etherealness of the water fairy, and the endless joy brought by the tentacles, intertwined into a stunning picture. A fascinating image.
The imagination is wonderful, and the picture is very exciting, but right now, the female elf who is Brian's tentacle experience product is not happy at all.
Her body was wrapped by cold tentacles, like a prisoner tightly bound by cold chains. The delicate skin formed a sharp and stinging contrast with the cold and ruthless touch of the tentacles.
Every tightening was like a cold sharp blade cutting every inch of her skin, binding her so that she could not move.
Anger burned in her heart like a volcano, she gritted her teeth, her eyes flashed with blazing anger, like two burning flames.
She tried her best to awaken the magic in her body, trying to use the warm light to dispel the endless humiliation and anger. However, the cold tentacles firmly occupied everything in her like a nightmare, leaving her with nothing but I can feel endless humiliation and despair.
The tentacles still roamed over her delicate skin without any restrictions like living creatures, pinching her slender waist tightly, like strangling the throat of her life, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Every time she twisted, she could feel the discomfort of being insulted. The feeling of being completely controlled and powerless cut her heart like a sharp knife.
Faced with this situation, she could only glare at Brian viciously and roar angrily: "You despicable person! Don't even think of succeeding!"
"Really?" A playful smile appeared on Brian's lips, seemingly turning a deaf ear to the female elf's curses. He was immersed in the silky smooth touch brought by the tentacles, enjoying this unique stimulation.
"Since you think I am despicable, then continue to resist. The more you resist, the more excited I will be."
His voice is low and full of temptation, as if he is teasing a taboo. Game, "Hurry up and activate all the power you have not yet used. Otherwise, I will have a more wonderful experience waiting for you."
His words are like words in the dark night The whisper carried an irresistible charm that made the female elf tremble.
Brian stared at the female elf maliciously, with a cunning light shining in his eyes, as if he had foreseen the upcoming carnival.
As his eyes wandered, the wet tentacles began to dance. They were like flexible snakes, swimming among the undulating plateau valleys, showing a breathtaking beauty.
Wherever the tentacles passed, they left silver trails, like the brightest stars in the night sky, bright and mysterious.
At this moment, time seems to have stopped.
The female elf's heartbeat accelerated, and every inch of her skin was tense, waiting for Brian's next move.
Brian, on the other hand, looked confident. He was enjoying this game of power, as if everything was under his control.
In this space shrouded by tentacles and shadows, the confrontation between the two becomes increasingly tense and exciting.
Every movement and word of Brian stirred up the female elf's nerves, making her unable to stay calm.
The resistance and struggle of the female elf made Brian feel unprecedentedly excited and satisfied.
This game has just begun...
At this moment, deep in the female elf's heart, there seemed to be thousands of troops galloping, arousing a strong uneasiness and anger.
These cold, biting and silky tentacles were like a nightmare, wandering around, intertwining and wrapping her tightly, as if they were going to devour her. Their presence made every inch of her skin feel a biting chill and endless humiliation.
The cold, slippery surface of the tentacles was like countless venomous snakes, clinging to her delicate skin, as if countless ice needles were piercing her body, making her miserable. .
She tried to abuse Brian with the most vicious language among elves, but before she could speak, she suddenly felt a tentacle wrap around her neck, and then pull her down hard.
At this moment, time seems to have frozen.
The female elf's eyes widened, with endless fear and despair reflected in her pupils. There seemed to be thousands of words she wanted to express in her eyes, but they could only be transformed into weak moans.
She struggled with her last strength, but those tentacles were like iron pliers, tightly restraining her and preventing her from moving.
The cold touch gradually invaded her consciousness and deprived her of life.
At this moment, her anger, humiliation and unwillingness turned into a weak moan, and then everything fell silent.
The body of the female elf gradually became stiff, like a flower that was about to wither, slowly losing its luster in the darkness.
Her body was tied like a dead branch, and the fountain of life seemed to be drying up little by little.
However, in this silent dark night, there was a faint light flickering, which was the fire of hope deep in her heart, which had not been extinguished even if she fell into the abyss of despair.
Although this light is weak, it is like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, giving people hope.
It is mixed with an indescribable madness, like a candle in a storm, swaying but persevering.
For her, this is the last hope, the only life-saving straw in the abyss of despair.
She clung to this ray of light tightly, like a drowning person clinging to driftwood, with an unyielding light shining in her eyes.
Brian observed quietly from the side, nodding secretly in his heart.
He knew very well that the terrible power deep in the female elf's heart was slowly awakening in the endless torture and humiliation.
With his powerful magical intuition and spiritual perception, he can clearly detect a turbulent undercurrent.
Next, he only needs to work harder, and the power left in her body by the incarnation of the Phantom Demon King may be completely forced out.
Not wasting any more time, Brian's eyes turned cold.
He continued to control the tentacles, as light and powerful as a dancer, drawing beautiful arcs in the air. His movements were precise and cruel, hitting her vital points with every touch without damaging her life.
He seemed to be playing a beautiful piece of music, every note was full of power and hope.
In this tense and fierce battle, the female elf's originally stiff body gradually became soft and strong, and an expression of enjoyment appeared slightly on her painful face, which was quite masochistic.
Of course Brian would not make the other party feel so comfortable. With a cold look in his eyes, the female elf was dragged into the water polo mask again. (End of chapter)