Chapter 133: What A Heartwarming Last Plea

Arthur seethed with anger, an entire hour slipping away since Alea's escape from his clutches. His frustration found an outlet in the form of three doll-like girls, each serving as an object for his release. Engaged in the act, he thrust into the woman positioned in the center, while simultaneously using his fingers to stimulate the other two with calculated precision.

Oddly, the women displayed an eerie absence of reaction. There were no moans of pleasure, no sounds at all escaping their lips. There was only an eerie silence in the air.

Their vacant eyes and emotionless expressions remained unchanged, as if they were mere mannequins. Even though they were capable of experiencing orgasms, these actions failed to elicit any visible response from the three almost lifeless figures.

"Damn you, Alea..."