Erit, Ezet’s older sister, runs away after three years of signing a contract marriage. In the place of her runaway sister, she entered the Duke of Jaxen’s castle. Unable to afford the penalty for breaching the contract, she unintentionally pretends to be a fake wife. However, Duke Edmond Jaxen is a sad*st with a tremendous desire for monopoly. At first, she was amazed by her shameful play with her husband, and now she realized that she had a masochist instinct. * * * “Does shaking your ass mean you want me to hit more?” Again without her ever answering! She heard a fricative sound and weeping as she buried her face in the sheet. It was thrilling rather than hurting. Even though she was having an absurd experience of being hit by her husband, Ezet’s body gave strength to her belly and raised her hips higher by raising her knees. The friction spread from the hips to the thighs. “You said you didn’t want to be forced to do it, but it seems it feels good to get a hit on your butt.” “Ah, no!” “Then what is the reason you shake your hips in front of me?” “Haa!” Slap, slap. A sensation of excitement and heat continued to pour out, and even though the affected area was swollen red, the buttocks continued to tingle. The trembling didn’t stop as if she was addicted to the hitting sensation. Not knowing that her legs were starting to get wet, she moaned and shook her ass.