The Harem King 47 Chapter 47

"Then congratulations, city lord! I will be using my right hand to explore the infected areas in its entirety. Never fear! You shall be healed in no time. That i can promise you!"

I a.s.sured her with a hundred percent certainty in my words.

"So you mean that you would touch me with that filthy hands of yours?!" the b.i.t.c.h roared in fury.

BOOM!

A breeze of hot air washed over me once more and just like the first time it did, the c.u.n.t rendered me bald and s.h.i.+ny.

f.u.c.k THIS!

This was getting very old, very fast!

"Kill me if that is your wish, city lord! Know that I've tried to help you but you forced my healing hands away of your own volition." i faced the raging waves of ravenous flames that threatened to eat me raw.

I definitely put out a brave front but deep inside i was bluffing through and through.

And even if it came from bad to worse, then a quick painless death was all i prayed this crazy woman would give me.

A reset doesn't numb the suffering brought out upon me. I wish it did but i wasn't so. Tsk tsk. If it were, then i wouldn't have any fear of anything that would come before my impenetrable self.

HAHAHA!

"You have one chance, Shaman. Waste it and you die." the city lord finally compromised.

It seemed like this curse was really becoming such a nuisance that she would let me caress her to my heart's desire.

"I am an honorable man of medicine, city lord. I would not dirty my hands with such immoral deeds." i said uprightly even if my words earlier directly contradicted everything i wanted to appear right now.

Tap tap tap

My feet carried me within arm's reach of the delicious offerings before me and i could not help but gulped at the divine image of womanhood.

It was a breathtaking sight to behold to say the least.

Her nakedness only brought forth further stiffness unto my already rock hard c.o.c.k. My condition was obscenely noticeable with how the robes she lent me rose up to the occasion.

"I will start the examination now, city lord. Please bear with it a bit. Tell me if you are uncomfortable in any way and I will promptly stop my inspection." I said and waited for her reaction.

"Hmmmm…" The city lord only gave a single nod in response.

So this was the moment of truth. HAHAHA! I reached with my right hand and fondled her abundant chest.

The tips hardened within seconds and I did not stop until I mapped the entirety of her ample b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

"Have you had enough, Shaman? Or do you want me to moan like a b.i.t.c.h in heat for you?" I heard her ragged voice asked as she held on what tolerance she has left for me.

At this time, I was only enjoying myself for a barely 2 minutes. What an impatient c.u.n.t! HAHAHA!

"Ehem… I'm only gauging the extent of the curse, city lord. Just endure it for a little while."

I answered with an unperturbed expression on my face while deep inside I sang a tune of victory for the tiny success I've had at this moment.

If I ever did die tonight, it would be all worth it. From her chest, I descended my skillful a.s.sessment and reached at the mounds of flesh that was slightly covered by an artistic patch of hair.

I looked down and saw that even the hairs down there were covered with a great sense of art.

At first I thought that the delicate designs above her p.u.s.s.y were crafty tattoos but on a much closer glance,

I concluded that they were c.u.n.t furs that greatly enhanced the delicious scenery on her most treasured place. A pyramid which sufficiently pointed the landing zone and entry of its conqueror.

Now I was having second thoughts on my first impression of her. Was this really an untouched maiden? I would have blurted the question out if not for the steadily rising temperature in our midst.

The city lord was really reigning her tempers in while she waited for the promised cure she believed I could offer.

"Excuse me for my intrusion, city lord." I whispered and stroked her p.u.s.s.y as gently as I could.

"Oh…" the city lord stilled a moan before it could fully echo inside the hot confines of her cultivation chambers.

But with that short sound of pleasure, I understood that she was indeed affected with how good I was with just the use of my right hand. HAHAHA!

"I think it would be better if you would lie down, city lord." I suggested after 5 minutes of tender c.o.xing.

I had wanted to embrace her to support her form on the scorching floors but deemed it unwise in the fear that she might lash out at my unwelcome a.s.sistance.

And I still remembered that I was only to use my right hand and nothing more.

"You better heal me after all of this, Shaman. If not, then I will let experience pain that would make you wish you were dead." She threatened as she obliged my request to lie down.

I followed her down while consciously maintaining the distance we had.

"I am confident that I can heal you, city lord. After this last test, I shall be able to give you a cure. Trust me!" HAHAHA! The last line was a bit overused by tricksters and opportunists but I cared not.

I will have my way and i have only the risk of pain as consequence. It was really a no brainer.

"Relax, city lord. It's better if you meditate while I test the waters below." I offered an advice as I rubbed her c.l.i.t tentatively.

And from then on, my efforts were rewarded by a clear gush of tasty smelling liquid of love. I tried to wiggle my pinky but her cold voice stopped me cold.

"Put that in and you'll lose not only that dirty digit on your hand." A b.i.t.c.h and a killjoy. What a deadly combination. HAHAHA!