"Isn't your butler curious about why you are wearing such an outfit today?" Droste asked curiously, walking slowly behind him.

"No, even if he said anything, it would not be spread to my family. Isn't this the quality a servant should have?" Bernadette grinned and then pulled Droste.

"Hurry up, why are you taking so long? I'm really looking forward to making the game."

"Oh? Then tell me what the game is today?" Droste raised his eyebrows.

"It's up to you." President Bernadette leaned forward and pecked Droste twice on the face. "I know the young master will not let me down."

"Of course~ I will still fight to the death rather than surrender. Just use whatever tricks you have." President Bernadette licked her lips and looked at Droste meaningfully.

"Haha, since you trust me so much, I certainly won't let you down, right?" Droste's hand gently touched his back, and finally took out a black prop.

"Mask? Visor?" President Bernadette was a little curious about this thing.

"Yeah, put it on."

"Well... okay, let's see what you can do." President Bernadette reached out to take the mask, and then when she put it on her face, she suddenly found something strange.

Wait, why does this mask look so strange? President Bernadette's eyes revealed a hint of curiosity that was hard to conceal, and she looked at this unusual mask carefully.

The design of the mask was unique, with one piece inexplicably long, making it difficult to put on.

This was very different from what she usually saw, and it made her want to explore.

"Yes, put it on, and then take off your black windbreaker." Droste did not respond, and urged him mercilessly. "President Bernadette, who is so high and mighty, can't even put on a visor? Or is she resisting? Is this the attitude of a little maid?"

"hurry up."

Droste stretched out his hand and pinched his perky buttocks. President Bernadette almost made a sound subconsciously, but fortunately she clenched her teeth and swallowed those words. While straightening her waist, she stared at Droste coquettishly.

“Come on, I’m not afraid of such a simple move at all…” President Bernadette bit the long stick of the mask and then put it on her face.

"This thing... um... what does it do?" Bernadette, who had just put on the mask, only felt novelty and had no idea what would happen next.

"Little maid, now is not the time for you to ask questions. Take off your windbreaker." Droste stopped and looked into the eyes of President Bernadette.

Is it just beginning…?
President Bernadette's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her slender fingers clenched into her fists in pretending humiliation, her eyes staring at Droste under her cheek, looking completely reluctant.

At this time, the mysterious narration from another world just happened to sound in Droste's mind - [The cold and aloof President Bernadette, who had to obey, had a cold expression and rapid breathing, but was joyful in her heart. What was about to unfold was her favorite and most anticipated park dating game. She pretended to be ignorant, but she wanted to receive all kinds of attention, including being forced not to speak, taking off her short skirt, revealing some emotions, and... everything you want to do. Guess how much President Bernadette expected? ]

If we talk about how much we expect, then President Bernadette's expectations must be 100%. To say less is to look down on the demon of lust deep in President Bernadette's heart.

While Droste was thinking, some changes began to take place in President Bernadette's heart.

Drost's words made her heart beat faster. Her full chest rose and fell with the sound of rapid breathing. On the surface, she tried to put on a resistance posture, frowning slightly, and pursing her lips, trying to use indifference to cover up the fluctuations in her heart.

However, her eyes betrayed her, flashing with excitement, revealing the anticipation and curiosity in her heart.

Her thoughts began to drift away uncontrollably, and scenes that might happen in the next moment kept appearing in her mind. Her palms were slightly sweaty, and her fingertips were shaking unconsciously. Although she tried to suppress this impulse with reason, her inner fantasies grew wildly like weeds, causing her heart to surge with waves, unable to extricate herself.

Will my soul be whipped harshly? Or will my heart be pierced? Or will it be the strong sense of anticipation that my heart has been exposed...

She didn't know, but she started to get excited. When she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, she found something strange - she couldn't close her mouth, and crystal saliva began to hang at the corners of her mouth and drip slowly.

"Hmm... why can't I close my mouth...?" President Bernadette said with some doubt.

"Of course, this mask is prepared for you." Droste sneered: "Look at you now, like a mentally retarded child, unable to control your saliva. Isn't it funny?"

"I didn't expect that the delicate and cool President Bernadette would look like this now? What if someone passes by the park now..."

"Tsk tsk, I wonder if it will be reported in the newspaper? The eldest daughter of the Fast family? Wow."

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“What…what?!” President Bernadette’s pupils shrank, and the fear in her heart suddenly increased a little.

If she was just a person, she wouldn't have such troubles, but she represented the dignity of the Fast family, and this dignity would fall to the ground like a broken plate the moment others saw her.

Droste's explanation made President Bernadette's heart begin to tremble. She reached out and pulled at her visor, and panic and excitement began to spread in her heart.

But she tore it hard a few times, but found that she couldn't pull it off at all. Instead, it felt like it was getting tighter and tighter, making it impossible for her to close her mouth, and her upper and lower jaws were pushed bigger by the stuff in her mouth.

Crystal clear saliva dripped in strands and flowed out from the black visor, adding a bit of sexiness and decadence.

Droste shook the small key in his palm and said with a smile: "Don't struggle, the things are here with me."

"Hmm..." Being treated so strangely, Bernadette began to get excited, and the shame in her heart began to grow and gradually expand. (End of this chapter)