24 Fever inside the belly. Part2 (1/2)

With her delicate arms stretched out to the sides and her long legs largely spread on which a flow of semi-translucent liquid flows out, Rhea doesn't even have the strength to pant anymore.

Without ever slowing down her crazy pace, the young blond maid who penetrates her with her entire forearm, exercises wide rotations around her wrist and having finally reached the entrance of the uterus of the scarlet-faced beauty, she moves even more wildly without arms inside the soft-walled vagina which continues to enlarge.

Breathless, her head falling to the ground, saliva continuously dripping from her dry lips and her vagina hotter than ever, Rhea wants to beg her executioners to show some mercy.

Between two screams of pleasure and two drips of drool dripping on her breasts, she tries to formulate her complaint, but only a few incomprehensible grunts reach the three people concerned.

In despair, trying to defeat the pleasure of the huge limb sinking deeper and deeper into her pussy, Rhea wants to try her luck again, but she is cut off by the squeaking sound of the little door that opens.

...

”By all the Gods! Have you gone mad, Baron? Rhea's vagina will never be able to accommodate a thing of this size!”

To stop his angry friend's words, the Baron shakes his hands in front of him. He turns his gaze towards his maid and then, as a connoisseur, he looks at Rhea's very dilated pussy.

”Trust me a little. This is only the size 2 model. As narrow as she was originally, I assure you that your future wife could easily accept the size 3 model. See for yourself and I guarantee you that after this initiation session, she will ask you for you to have one made for her everyday use. For my part, this is not the moment from our little entertainment that I expect the most.

Viscount, that's between us and see no offence but, since that I firmly grabbed her breasts and crushed her nipples between my fingers, I've been dreaming of only one thing: To see her two enormous udders subjected to my most intensive treatment. Unfortunately, and note that I regret this, you are leaving tomorrow. However, we will still be able to watch those two giant mountains undergo some of the most exciting abuse.”

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Ignorant of these few dialogues, Rhea suddenly regains enough energy to try to pull on the mithril chains that hold her arms firmly apart.

Completely panicked, she tries to shake them off, but the two metal links leave her so little room for manoeuvre that Rhea is unable to use more than a tenth of her strength.

More and more distraught as the brunette maid approaches her, holding a large silver platter in her hands, between fear and pleasure, Rhea forgets herself along the arm of the young blonde maid.