[Ring of Warcraft Side Story: Me and Regina] 1 - My Master Regina

Regina stood before me as usual, her petite figure clad in silver-gray women's armor. Her upper body was clad in a
short, shoulderless breastplate, over which lay a white, black-patterned slip dress that exposed her shoulders. Beneath the gauntlets covering her fingertips to elbows
were long white gloves reaching mid-upper arms, tied with simple black ribbons at the glove openings
. Her blonde hair and blue eyes, her naturally beautiful face, combined with the women's armor,
created a unique beauty—a blend of girlish charm and heroic spirit. This was Regina, the leader of the Knights of Dawn's Eye, the
lord of Holy Shield Valley, and the Dawnbringer.
Regina kicked the empty box in front of her with her iron-booted foot, looking at me with a mocking yet angry expression.
Looking at the empty box, I immediately understood what had happened. My earlier words, "Someone's watching
me. Take the data, I'll distract them," which had moved me just moments before, now sounded like blatant taunts. I can even
picture Claire's expression. Right now, her face must be that smile that appears whenever a scheme succeeds—
a smile mixed with smugness and contempt.
We assassins and spies are supposed to be like cats, without any attachments
. I always thought Claire was different; after all, we'd worked together and lived together for so long, and
no one else had ever acted like this before. So, when she decisively said she'd draw away the pursuers, she was actually
decisively betraying me. The information we'd gathered together is probably already gone for her reward, while I'm left
here, a prisoner, bitterly smiling to myself.
No matter the reason for capture, a woman's fate is never good. I was prepared for this;
it's our destiny in this line of work, and besides, I deserved it.
Regina dismissed everyone and led me to a secret room in her house. She chained a
long iron chain, attached to a sturdy iron ring fixed to the wall, around my neck, then turned and left without a word.
After a while, Regina returned, dressed in a white dress with blue floral patterns, her feet in white stockings and
slippers, carrying a whip.
The whip rained down on me, but initially, wearing a tight leather outfit, I didn't feel any pain. Enraged, Regina
lashed out harder and harder, quickly tearing the leather and leaving marks on my body. Each lash
sent a burning sensation like an electric shock, and I couldn't help but tremble with each blow, forced to grit my teeth
and endure it.
My clothes were gradually worn down, seemingly intentionally, as my
corset and bra quickly tore and fell away, revealing my large breasts, which would have been a hindrance if not tightly bound.
After the whip grazed my nipples, I could only cover my chest with my hands, silently enduring the beating.
My nipples burned and ached, a strange tingling and itching spreading through them, and they even
became erect. Thankfully, my hands weren't tied, allowing me to cover my chest; otherwise, I would have been utterly humiliated, I thought with shame and indignation.
As I gradually weakened from the whipping, the furious Regina also became a panting Regina, and
the whipping finally stopped.
"Wasn't I good to you?"
Faced with this question, I was somewhat at a loss for words. To be honest, during
the days I disguised myself as a maid to get close to Regina and steal information, we got along well. If it weren't for my identity—no, if it weren't for
receiving the mission first and instead approaching Regina first—perhaps we would have slowly become family. After all,
everyone would like this earnest, upright, kind, and honorable girl; her
title, Dawnbringer Regina, tells you she is a beloved lord.
However, burdened with the heavy responsibilities of a lord, she was still a young girl, and having lost her parents, she
inevitably revealed loneliness and vulnerability behind the scenes. Having seen her like this more than once, I slowly comforted
her, integrated into her life, and became like family. It was this trust that allowed Claire and me to steal the data, and
anyone who had that trust betrayed would be disappointed and angry, right? So I was too ashamed to answer and could only
silently lower my head.
I heard Regina approaching, and I heard her move a chair and sit in front of me. I thought I would be subjected to
more interrogation, but what happened next was beyond my expectations, because Regina forcibly stuck the toe of one of her stockinged feet
into my mouth, stirring it around inside.
I think she must not have changed her socks, because the socks were already soaked with sweat when they were put into my mouth,
probably having been inside my shoes all day. A smell of sweat mixed with the smell of shoes, along with the heat, spread in my mouth
. To be honest, even with Regina's faint body fragrance, the smell was not pleasant. But
this smell gave rise to a strange thought: "This is Regina's smell." Thinking this, my
body became aroused. I felt a warm current making my lower body wet and hot, and my
cheeks burned. I think my face must be completely red.
I tried hard not to feel the slippery stockings in my mouth and Regina's soft toes, but it was futile.
The feeling of humiliation seemed to make me even more sensitive, and I couldn't control my tongue from responding to her toes. Regina
felt my tongue licking her, pulled her foot out, and stepped on my face. I unconsciously sniffed, sticking
out my tongue to lick a small, slightly yellowed patch of the sole of her stockings. The smell of Regina's stockinged feet became even clearer,
reaching my brain through my nose.
"You seem to enjoy my stinky feet, huh?"
"Nonsense...you're just humiliating me..."
Shame made me stammer and deny it. I was surprised to see an expression on Regina's face I
'd never seen before—a queenly confidence, haughtiness, and a mixture of excitement and disdain. She was
a girl of noble birth; that confidence, that haughtiness, that pretty face—I couldn't help but
stare, mesmerized. It wouldn't be so bad to just keep looking at her like that.
"Ah..."
"But your body has another story, you know?"
She pulled away my hands covering my chest, grabbing my nipple, making me gasp. Her slightly...
Her teasing words and forceful tugging at my nipples caused them to immediately become engorged and hard. My areolas
weren't large, but my nipples were slightly larger than average, or rather, slightly longer, because when fully engorged,
they became about the size of the tip of the first joint of a finger, standing erect on my breast like two small fleshy pillars. She
pinched my nipple between the sides of her index and middle fingers, while her thumb pressed against the tip of my nipple and rubbed it rapidly. Instantly,
a tingling, itchy sensation spread from the tip of my nipple like a tide, and I couldn't help but groan comfortably.
"Yuna, your breasts are so big... just how big are they?"
Regina's fair hands kneaded my breasts, watching them being molded into various shapes, her body
becoming increasingly aroused. My breasts gradually turned a pale pink, and my areolas swelled slightly, while Regina
mischievously scraped my areolas with her fingertips. The itchy sensation spreading around my nipples was incredibly pleasurable,
yet the more pleasurable it was, the more it highlighted the emptiness within them. I felt my nipples, like taut skin, yearning
for caresses and play. I even restlessly swayed my chest, hoping to attract Regina's touch or have
her small hands rub against me to soothe the needs of my nipples.
"Hey! Stop enjoying yourself and tell me how big it is!"
"Ah...ah...30g...mmm..."
"Wow...that's an incredible size, and what's rare is that it's still as elastic as jelly, no wonder it doesn't
sag..."
Regina released my breasts, sat back in her chair, and began rubbing my breasts with her feet. One of her
stockinged feet was wet with my saliva, while the other was only slightly damp with sweat. The two different
sensations rapidly stimulated my body from my nipples, areolas, and breasts.
I found myself actually enjoying Regina's manipulation and the smell of her feet. My hands lay limply on
Regina's stockinged feet, as if I were using her feet to caress my own breasts, greedily inhaling
the scent emanating from them, receiving wave after wave of pleasure. I even felt a emptiness in my lower body
, a throbbing craving for something to satisfy my needs.
To be honest, I was a little confused. Shouldn't I be enduring torture and torment? How come, apart
from a beating, Regina, seemingly having vented her anger, was doing all sorts of intimate things with me? Although I
felt humiliated, the intense pleasure made me increasingly dazed.
The continuous pleasure made my head feel like it had been filled with a bucket of paste, and I was a little confused. In my dazed
state, I grabbed one of Regina's feet with one hand and brought it to my mouth, making whimpering sounds as I sucked on her toes
, while my other hand pinched my own nipple. Regina seemed startled by my actions. She gasped softly
, then, watching me greedily sucking on her foot while playing with my own nipples, she haughtily said,
"Yuna, you seem to be enjoying yourself. You're licking me so comfortably. So, do you prefer the smelly socks or my feet?"
Hearing this, I suddenly snapped out of my daze, speechless with shame. I had actually acted so foolishly; I wanted
to disappear into a hole. Licking her feet willingly—wasn't that like being a slave, and Regina like a queen
? But Regina was, after all, a noble and beautiful lord, a queen!
Just as I was lost in shameful, delusional thoughts, Regina pressed one foot against my
vulva and began rubbing it rapidly. My already empty little hole was being played with so quickly, her stockinged feet sliding over
my clitoris, pressing tightly against and rubbing my labia. It felt so good that I couldn't help but tremble and spasm.
I could even feel my lower body convulsing uncontrollably, love juices flowing freely, and my juices splashing everywhere. Seeing
me so wet under the caress of her beautiful feet clearly pleased Regina, because I could feel
her voice rising unconsciously with excitement: "Hey, Yuna, do you like my feet or
my smelly socks?"
Smelly socks and feet? If it were anyone else, I would definitely vomit, so I clearly like
Regina's smelly socks and feet. Uh… something seems off, but Regina is the most crucial and important
factor. The pleasure kept surging through me. I noticed my limbs were spasming slightly, and I knew I was about
to climax. My slowly blurring consciousness seemed to make me honest, uttering
words I had never realized I was saying from the depths of my heart: "Ah...ha...I...of course I like Regina...whether it's her smelly socks or
her feet...or anything else...I like anything that's Regina...uh...mmm...ahhhhh
..."
I don't know how long I was lost in thought. I only know that I seemed to have fainted during my climax, and my
consciousness slowly returned as the climax subsided.
When I came to, I was startled by Regina's face so close to mine. Her beautiful eyes, as clear as the bluest
sea, were filled with transparent tears. I saw her sadness, disappointment, and vulnerability.
"Was I bad to you?"
"I'm sorry...Regina..."
As tears streamed down her face like an overflowing lake, Regina, straddling me, suddenly pressed her lips to mine, her soft,
fragrant tongue exploring and swirling within my mouth. I responded with my own tongue, entwining with hers. As I sucked on
her tongue, she suddenly pushed me away forcefully, her face contorted with rage, saying,
"I loved you so much, yet you betrayed me! Did you think I was so easily fooled?! I...I won't
forgive you...Even so, why do I still...No...I won't forgive you! I want you
to serve me forever! I want to play with you, to defile you at will! From now on, you can only call me Master, never my name!!!"
Seeing her furious and heartbroken expression, I felt something pierce my heart, causing me to clutch
my chest in pain. Only then did I realize the harm I had caused Regina. What a foolish thing I had done! I lay on the ground
, letting tears stream uncontrollably down my face, and with a submissive smile, I said to her, "Yes! I understand
, my master!"
"Hmm...hmm...I will take good care of you...Yuna."
Regina's expression returned to its confident and elegant state. She was satisfied with my answer, nodded, and then took off...
She dropped her dress and knelt above my face. Regina's expression instantly became excited and slightly intoxicated.
Looking at her from beneath her, I realized how much I loved her—her nobility, her beauty, her queen-like presence
—all of it captivated me.
She parted her small white panties, barely covering her mons pubis, revealing her pink and beautiful virgin vulva. A
stream of light yellow urine, a testament to her good health and hydration, sprayed down, directly onto my face. The faint
smell of urine, mixed with a hint of vaginal lubrication, didn't bother me at all. Just like when I sucked on Regina
's feet in their smelly socks, her urine gave me a feeling of excitement and satisfaction. Regina's scent
was now a deadly temptation that I couldn't resist. So I opened my mouth and let the liquid flow into
my mouth, into my stomach.
Regina looked at me, soaked by her urine, her excited face seemingly flushed with shyness.
I ripped off the thin strap of her panties, and the tiny panties slid to the side with my hand. Regina's waist
was very slender, with beautiful abs; such a supple and beautiful waist couldn't be achieved without years of exercise.
Except for a small tuft of alluring golden hair on her pubic area, Regina was smooth and pink everywhere else.
Especially her full vulva, glistening with a watery sheen of urine and vaginal fluid, making me want to
pamper it. Her tender labia were slightly parted due to engorgement, and sticky vaginal fluid
dripped long, thin strands from the pink, trembling folds onto my face.
I reached out and held her waist, slowly letting her sit on my face, her vulva pressed against my lips.
My tongue slid across her pink cleft, tasting the faint smell of urine and salt in her vulva; with each
sip, I could feel her trembling.
Perhaps she had masturbated before, but this must be the first time she'd been treated like this by someone else. Thinking this, I wasn't in a hurry
to attack fiercely. Instead, I slightly parted her labia and slowly sucked on them, the copious flow of love juice flowing into
my mouth and being swallowed. It was so sweet to me.
Regina was also enjoying my service. The intense pleasure made her arch her back slightly, one hand supporting my head
and the other on the ground. Her eyes were half-closed, her tender little mouth slightly open, panting. What beautiful lips
! I wished I could be in two places to kiss her lips. So I reached out a hand to caress her lips, but when my
fingers touched them, she moaned softly and sucked on them.
I pulled Regina's bra down below her chest, revealing her breasts. They weren't large, only a B cup.
But they were the most attractive type of breasts a young girl could have, full and firm, barely large enough to be grasped in one hand.
Regina's skin was fair, and the color of her nipples and areolas was very pale, creating a delicate, translucent
effect. I used the pad of my index finger to gently scrape one of her small nipples,
while my other hand, still wet with her saliva, pinched her already erect
nipple with my thumb and forefinger.
Regina seemed to be enjoying herself; her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, and she was biting her lower lip,
moaning softly. One hand was on the ground, while the other rested on the back of my hand, which was playing with her nipple.
Her lower body was slightly raised, making it easier for me to suckle her lovely vulva.
I could feel Regina trembling involuntarily, so I parted her vulva with my hand. I must say, at this close
range, the pink folds trembled slightly, glistening with moisture, creating an irresistible beauty
.
My tongue parted her tender labia and slipped slightly into her vulva, wriggling. Regina's lovely vulva
opened and closed slightly like a small mouth, and the throbbing sensation from her vulva, like a lover's passionate kiss, sucked on my tongue.
My tongue slowly withdrew, circling back and forth between her vaginal opening and urethral opening. Regina's genitals, covered in
a mixture of love juice and urine, were an unparalleled delicacy to me. Regina's hazy, uneasy moans gradually
grew more rapid and louder. I could see the tender flesh of her vaginal opening contracting intensely and pleasurably.
"Yuna... umm... it feels so good... I feel like I'm going to come... my love juice
and urine are going to be... going to be sucked out by Yuna... woo woo..."
"Mmm... mmm... come on, Master... get me dirty as much as you want... splash all that delicious liquid
on me... ah mmm..."
I answered Regina passionately, my tongue rapidly and intensely licking her clitoris and pink cleft.
Her vagina, about to climax, made a wanton "plop plop..." sound under my fierce assault.
With Regina's intense moans, a torrent of vaginal fluid gushed out. As her lower body convulsed violently,
waves of urine mixed with the fluid sprayed onto my face. I continued to rapidly stimulate her vagina while simultaneously trying
to swallow as much of the urine and fluid as possible.
Regina, panting heavily from her orgasm, collapsed onto me, seemingly unconscious. It took her a long time to slowly regain
her senses. With unsteady steps, she struggled to find the key to unlock the lock around my neck and then slumped into my arms.
"Yuna…I'm so sleepy…"
The escape, the chase, and the intense sex had indeed exhausted us both. The girl
, murmuring softly, fell asleep unguarded in my arms. She was so soft and petite, making me feel even more
remorseful for the harm I had caused her. I carried her to the bed and held her tightly. Seventeen years old, only two years younger than me, she now
slept peacefully in my arms like a child, one of my nipples in her mouth, her expression serene and happy.
Looking at her like that, I vowed never to hurt her again, never to do anything against her will, and silently
told myself, "This is my happiness!
"

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