Apocalypse King System
Chapter 104 104: Semen on High Heels

The fine and slightly rough stockings trapped Derick's glans in between. Every thrust created friction along his shaft and glans, driving Derick to a level of pleasure beyond measure, as if he were engaging with an incredibly soft and stimulating foot orifice.

The beautiful woman blushed as her legs were constantly pulled and rubbed by the man. She felt a bit uncomfortable and stifled. The stockings on her alluring legs had already collected a significant amount of secretions, making her feet somewhat slippery.

Derick seemed to lose control, grabbing the beautiful woman's two pristine ankles with immensely strong arms and firmly immobilizing her feet. Her delicate, boneless stocking-clad feet trembled weakly, as if surrendering to the man's manipulation.

At this moment, the beautiful woman's legs were raised high due to Derick's restraint, and her entire body was dragged towards him. Her smooth, fair thighs were incredibly tempting, and the view beneath her short skirt left nothing to the imagination, providing immense satisfaction to the onlooker.

"Don't... don't do this... it feels so strange... so... so embarrassing..." The beautiful woman's face turned beet red. Although there was no physical pleasure in this act, she found herself experiencing an unsettling delight in watching the man seize her stocking-clad legs and brazenly violate them.

Camilla attempted to move her legs but found herself completely immobilized by Derick's grip. Blushing, she lay back on the chair's backrest, relaxing the lower half of her body, allowing the man to freely take advantage of her beautiful feet.

The sensation of being both resisted and welcomed was simply incredible! Seeing the poised and elegant high-ranking official being rendered as helpless as straw in the wind only fueled Derick's desire to conquer. He increased the pace, thrusting more vigorously.

The pungent semen rubbed onto the pristine black silk-clad feet, producing a frictional sound like "shh, shh, shh," and the decadent scent quickly filled the entire room.

"Ah... it feels so good, Camilla, I'm about to climax," Derick quivered and shouted. His words had barely left his mouth when a scorching-hot surge erupted from the tip of his penis. "Splatter, splatter, splatter," white semen sprayed out, landing on the dainty beauty's soles, her black silk-clad thighs, and her lower abdomen.

Derick's semen not only shot out forcefully but also in great quantity, nearly covering the entirety of the beautiful woman's pristine feet. Her feet seemed to be soaked in semen, and even her stocking-clad legs had numerous spots of semen on them. Some of the thick ejaculate even dared to venture onto her clothes, leaving a few milky stains.

Camilla fought off her nausea, not pushing away the man's hands, allowing her two beautiful feet to be coated in semen. Although it felt uncomfortable, it didn't make her as sick as swallowing semen would have. Right now, she was mostly just feeling embarrassed and awkward.

Poor Camilla, born into a scholarly and genteel family, had only ever engaged in traditional intercourse with protection. She had never encountered such a debauched and licentious scene before. Her feet, clad in black stockings, were now stained white with semen, covered in spots of ejaculate. It was an utterly scandalous sight that left anyone who witnessed it feeling dizzy and overwhelmed.

"Are you done?" The beautiful woman put on a cold facade, trying to conceal her inner turmoil and unease, but the shyness in her eyes betrayed her.

"Alright, thanks to Camilla's lovely feet. You're really skilled at footjobs; it felt so comfortable," Derick chuckled lasciviously, gave her legs a few strokes with his penis to wipe off the remaining semen, and then got dressed.

Camilla frowned, her face filled with disgust. She wanted to remove her stockings and skirt to freshen up, but Derick stopped her. "You're not allowed to take them off. You'll wear them all day for me today."

"What? No, no..." The beautiful woman shook her head repeatedly. Her feet were covered in who knows how much semen, making them sticky, and semen kept dripping down. Not to mention the ejaculate on her stocking-clad legs. There was no way she could walk like this.

"You, you can't go back on your word. Didn't you say that helping you relieve yourself would be enough?" Camilla's face displayed both reluctance and indignation, and she was visibly trembling with anger.

"When I said 'relieve,' did you mean this?" Derick gestured towards his still-erect penis, clearly still enthusiastic and showing little sign of softening.

The beautiful woman glanced at the erect penis, her heart racing. She had miscalculated, thinking that once Derick ejaculated, it would be over. But she didn't expect him to remain so aroused, while her husband typically couldn't perform multiple times.

"Master... Mistress, they're back!" At this moment, a knocking sound came from outside, and Valda reported from the door.

"If you don't want to walk out barefoot, your only option is to wear these," Derick said with a wicked grin, raising a pair of high heels and waving them at the beautiful woman.

Seeing Camilla's grim expression, Derick chuckled lasciviously. "Or you have a third option, which is to help me release my tension with your body. After all, I won't soften up without a few more releases. I'm definitely more capable than your useless husband."

"You..." Camilla was exasperated and glared at the man. She felt helpless, but she reluctantly put on the high heels with a mix of embarrassment and frustration.

"Hehe... these semen-covered high heels look quite nice," Derick picked up one of the high heels and filled it with milky-white semen. With his other hand, he held Camilla's slightly raised and playful foot and gently slid it into the high heel.

"Mmm... the soles... they're sticky, just like glue," Camilla was surprised and uncomfortable. It felt as if she were stepping into mud, extremely unpleasant. The semen quickly adhered to the soles of her feet, and streams of white fluid oozed out from between her toes, making it look incredibly sensual and lascivious.

The beautiful woman's face turned as red as if she could bleed, and she reluctantly stood up. She attempted to take a few steps in the semen-covered high heels, but with the sticky soles, every step produced a delightful squelching sound.

What's worse was that the high heels weren't very stable to begin with. With the slippery and viscous semen on the soles, she found it difficult to maintain her balance. Every slight movement felt slippery, uncomfortable, and nauseating.

"Tsk, tsk, what a sight..." Derick quietly admired the dignified beauty struggling to walk in the sticky, semen-covered high heels. Her face, flushed with embarrassment and furrowed brows, exuded countless charms—elegance mixed with seduction.

"You bastard... this is so embarrassing," Camilla cursed under her breath. Since encountering Derick, she felt that she couldn't maintain the dignified and composed demeanor she had always upheld.

Derick opened the door, and Valda, who approached from the opposite direction, immediately detected a familiar scent. She had often been in Derick's room while helping him get dressed and knew exactly what the smell was. She carefully took a peek inside and saw Camilla, leaning against the wall.

"What are you peeking at?" Derick playfully teased the young maid with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh dear... it hurts, it hurts," the young maid Valda held her head in embarrassment, wearing a sheepish expression after being caught peeking by her master.

"I'm sorry, Master, I was wrong..." the young girl lowered her head obediently, feeling a bit embarrassed. Over time, as they had interacted with their master, they realized that he wasn't as difficult to serve as they initially thought. Apart from his fondness for women, he was quite normal in other aspects. He wasn't the ruthless, bloodthirsty type they had feared before. Consequently, they were no longer as afraid as they used to be, and they didn't have to kneel down and beg for mercy at the drop of a hat.

"Alright, you go inside and help her down the stairs..." Camilla, upon seeing someone enter, tried to appear as normal as possible despite her embarrassment. She didn't know that Valda had already figured out what Derick had been doing in the room. Valda assumed that Derick had played too hard, making it difficult for Camilla to walk, which is why she needed assistance.

"Madam, let me assist you out..." Valda said with a respectful tone as she addressed Camilla.

Women like Camilla, who hadn't confirmed their status but had been with Derick, were generally referred to as "madam" by these maids. On the other hand, women like Lisa, Mu Ling, or Angelica, who had been granted supernatural abilities, were typically addressed as "mistress." These distinctions were based on differences in identity and could be discerned through their supernatural endowments.

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