Christian Chronicles (Complete) - 7

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Chapter Four: The Upper Antarctic Treaty.

Looking out the warship's window, it was pitch black; nothing could be seen. This was because the human eye's ability to gather light was limited, although the universe contained countless stars beyond human comprehension. Christian's mind was similarly empty, a blank void ever since Rum's victorious return. He had let himself float on the bed, neither thinking of the exciting victory nor the tragedy behind it.

Yoko was busy repairing the damaged Zaku, while Lisna remained hidden in her room.

On the surface, everything was unbelievably calm, especially compared to the fierce battles fought between the Federation and the Self-Defense Forces over the past two weeks.

Christian assumed it was an unexpected act of kindness from the military high command, granting him leave. The reality was that while the Federation had exhausted its military strength in the war, the Self-Defense Forces were in no better shape. Having already suffered from long-term economic sanctions and blockades by the Federation before the war, the Self-Defense Forces' already meager reserves were nearly depleted during the conflict.

Therefore, the command granted large amounts of leave to officers and soldiers under the guise of rewarding their combat merits. The reason Christian didn't need to undergo flight training and his patrol duties decreased significantly was simply that the Self-Defense Forces had very little fuel left. ****************************** January 17, 20079 "Faced with our excellent Self-Defense Force citizens, the Federation's numerical superiority is nothing but a rabble." On the television screen was the frenzied roar of Self-Defense Force Commander Gihren Sabi. Gihren's fanatical speech continued, while the Self-Defense Force people responded with astonishing cheers.

The film playing in the background was a documentary shot by the Self-Defense Force at the Battle of Rum. The film showed only the wreckage of Federation warships and fighter jets, and the scene of Strategic Space Force Admiral Delz Sabi providing aid to the crew of the Strike King. It also featured the

Red Comet Marshal, who single-handedly sank five warships; the Blue Giant Star Ramba Ral, a master of surprise attack tactics; the Red Lightning Johnny Redding; the White Wolf Matsunaga Makoto; and the Black Triad of Otiga, Gaia, and Matthew, who captured the Federation general Reibell.

"Heh heh, that old man Reibille never imagined he'd end up like this!" The

muscular man, his uniform practically bursting at the seams, said smugly. Beneath his unruly face, he wasn't wearing a self-defense uniform, but a federal one.

"Hey! Woman, look. That old bastard Reibille sent me to a military court, got me sentenced to death, and today he'll be sentenced to death by your self-defense forces at any moment. Hahaha!"

The man's magnificent penis was thrusting in and out of the naked woman's body. Her large breasts, round buttocks—truly a combination of plump hips and full breasts. She was covered in fragrant sweat, her disheveled hair clinging to her beautifully sculpted face, but most alluring were the humiliation and resentment in her eyes.

Saying she was naked wasn't quite right, because she was wearing a helmet—a self-protective helmet—but otherwise, she was completely naked.

"Ah…oh…"

While panting lewdly, the woman glanced at the screen. Although captured, Reibell's face held a resolute expression; despite being a prisoner, he showed no sign of submission.

The Federation's methods of treating prisoners were far too barbaric and cruel. The woman thought this, unaware that she was a special exception.

"The captain's ass is so fleshy!"

The man's rough hand carefully caressed her round, white buttocks.

"You beasts, how dare you insult a prisoner like this!"

The female captain's face flushed with embarrassment, her expression a mixture of anger and unease.

"That's nothing compared to your Self-Defense Forces. I only fuck a woman, what's the sin! But Self-Defense Forces have killed billions of people with ease, even Hitler has to step aside."

"I've always deserved the compliment of 'beast.' The more people call me a beast, the more I enjoy it, because they only call me that because they're weak. But now! I'll return the favor to you in full."

"Heh!... Ahh..."

The man forcefully thrust into her flower-like opening, making the female captain's brows furrow and her pant heavily. The thick, dark penis repeatedly parted her full vulva and rammed in hard. Her juices flowed all over the floor with her moans.

"Just as I expected..."

the female captain screamed. A rough, powerful hand slammed hard onto her smooth, white buttocks.

"Ouch...it hurts..."

The female captain turned back, glaring at the man with a defiant look in her eyes, her expression one of humiliation. The guilt she felt from the Holocaust and the horrific experience of being captured and raped by the enemy had subjected her to a double humiliation.

"So, what kind of animal are you, this female beast I'm fucking? A bitch or a female pig? You're not worthy of such high-sounding names. You should be called a hairy, self-defending female monkey. Hahaha!"

The female captain was deeply traumatized. She could endure the rape, but this kind of physical and mental torture was unbearable.

"Scream! Scream louder."

As the man mocked and insulted her, the female captain clenched her teeth. Although she moaned and groaned, she refused to cry out in pain.

"That feels so good... but let's see how long you can hold out..."

The woman's plump buttocks, being slapped, caused her body to writhe and twist in pain. This movement also caused her vagina to contract, tightly enveloping the man's thick, dark,

and powerful penis. The pleasure of being constricted by soft tissue is something only those who have experienced it can understand. "Hehe! I don't know how many times I've raped you, but you just won't give in. The captain's mental structure is indeed different from that of ordinary soldiers."

"White with a touch of pink, you look quite cute!"

Her plump and fleshy buttocks, red from the slapping, looked exceptionally alluring, complementing the fragrant sweat on her body. This made the man even more excited.

"Fine, let's see if you cry out in pain now."

The man's thrusts were like a whirlwind, and the female captain, her hands bound behind her back, struggled desperately. Her body, twisting in bizarre positions, only fueled his desire to conquer her.

"A self-defending hairy monkey. Even though you're being raped, you still enjoy it!"

The man stopped and withdrew his penis. Now, both the wicked man and the weak woman were completely consumed by sexual pleasure.

His thick fingers probed and caressed her vulva, which was soaked with lust.

"Ah...ah..."

the female captain gasped softly. No matter how much hatred she felt inside, the physical pleasure was real. The man was not only brutal, but also highly skilled. Being raped was not shameful. Being raped, and by a hateful enemy at that, and yet experiencing pleasure—that's truly shameful.

"Look, you mother monkey, what's this? Answer me."

The man's hand held a transparent, glistening strand. It was her vaginal fluid.

The female captain, seeing the blushing face of the stubborn, defiant officer, was now speechless with shame at the evidence of her depravity.

This time, the man's large hands gently pressed against her buttocks.

"I haven't even fucked you yet, so what's with that slight trembling in your ass? Don't tell me you're cold; the room's quite warm! I'll say it for you! You little monkey, your body is calling for me to rape you, fuck you, and fuck you. Your slutty cunt is craving my mighty penis."

"Stop talking..."

the female captain cried out, which quickly turned into lewd gasps.

"Women, what's with all this chastity? It only works on those idiots who only know how to masturbate. Against a bed warrior like me, no matter how much you try to hide it, I'll expose your lewd nature."

"Ahhh..."

The man bit down hard on her buttocks, feeling the warmth of her body, the smell of sweat mixed with the scent of her vaginal fluids.

"So fragrant, and so soft."

"Ugh...ugh..."

The female captain sobbed in pain and humiliation, yet her mouth still moaned incessantly as the man's fingers moved.

"Alright, I'm almost there too."

The man thrust all the way in again, unleashing a fierce and wild piston-like motion. Not only was his penis thick, but his waist and legs were even more powerful, coupled with his stamina. Whether a saintly woman or a thirsty harlot, no woman in bed could resist releasing her vaginal fluids under his penis.

"Ah...ah..."

"What are you holding back for? Start moaning properly from the beginning! Woman, your name is harlot."

"Captain, the chief has a message coming in."

A disheveled junior soldier entered the sparsely furnished room to report.

"Every time I walk into the captain's room, I feel refreshed."

"Haha! That's the smell of a woman—saliva, tears, sweat, vaginal fluid, semen, and urine. I've squeezed out all six of a woman's fluids. How can you boys not get excited when you smell it?"

The man and the woman she raped were both captains.

"Come in, I'm so horny, I can't leave!"

The man laughed maliciously amidst his coarse breathing.

"There's a new recruit reporting for duty! But I think he's just here to monitor us again."

"Bring him in too! Let him see how brave his superior can be."

"It's a woman!"

"Ahhh..."

The man released his grip, and the female captain screamed wildly. The lust of her senses had burned away her will, dignity, and personality.

"A female monkey is a female monkey!"

The man laughed maniacally, enjoying the throbbing and contracting of his penis inside her vagina.

"Captain Wild Wolf..."

The intelligence chief on the fluorescent screen, seeing his subordinate's state, was momentarily speechless. But a hint of appreciation and envy seemed to flicker in his cold expression and ruthless eyes.

"Can't you do it less often? I'm talking to you now."

"Yes, sir!"

Captain Wild Wolf stopped, stood up respectfully, and saluted, but his penis remained inserted into the female captain.

"I can't pull it out because this stinky woman is sucking it in..." Captain Wild Wolf pretended to try to pull it out, instead thrusting a few times.

"Ugh... Ahh..."

The woman moaned and cried out incessantly.

"Wild Wolf, you haven't forgotten who gave you your current position, have you? Your identity is that of an executed prisoner. If you leave here, you'll only meet a gruesome end."

"Haha! Chief, you call me by my code name, not my real name. Doesn't that make our relationship clear? In short, I'll kill whoever you want me to kill; my loyalty will never waver. I'm not one of those idiots from military academy. Wouldn't it be better to be direct and not so hypocritical?"

"Fine! Seeing how smug you are, I have a perfect opportunity to test your loyalty. The government has ordered that General Reibell be rescued at all costs. I've decided to assign this mission to you."

"Yes, sir! ...What a pity...I was planning to celebrate his suicide by self-defense with champagne."

"Wild Wolf, you're the rapist yourself, yet you blame the general who sentenced you. Isn't that incredibly irresponsible?"

"I've always been one to take responsibility for my actions. If I really did rape her, I'll die if I have to. There was clearly no rape!"

"Oh! So, having sex with a heartbroken, drunk female officer in the park isn't considered rape?"

"Of course not. It's like finding money on the ground. If you see a semi-conscious, naked woman in the park, why wouldn't you have sex with her? Chief, you have no idea how loud and wanton that woman was. If it weren't for the damn police walking by, that woman would have definitely given in to my rod. Ask her if it was consensual, and she'd definitely say yes."

"Alright, whatever your personal grudges are, you must rescue Reiber. This is crucial to the factional struggles within the government and military, and to determining who will fight and who will make peace in the future. Wild Wolf, you don't want the war that just started to end so soon, do you?"

"Anyway, personnel, ammunition, supplies, intelligence, and ships—just say the word. I guarantee I'll meet your demands."

"Lieutenant Inge reporting for duty."

At this moment, a soldier brought in a female officer with long red hair. She was a typical beauty, especially in her skirt suit, which accentuated her curves. Wild Wolf felt an immediate urge to strip her naked.

"Chief, is this the person you sent to monitor me?"

"Whoa! You...you pervert...what are you doing..."

Ignoring Lieutenant Inger's shocked expression, Wild Wolf and the chief continued their conversation.

"I won't say much more. Officially, she's here to help you; you can arrange her position. Just don't use the Self-Defense Forces to kill her. Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook."

"If I'm going to kill her, I'll do it myself! How can I bear to let her perish?"

Wild Wolf retorted.

"Chief!"

Lieutenant Inger shouted into the monitor.

"Lieutenant, a soldier's duty is absolute obedience to orders. Don't forget that. Report everything to me only after you return. On the battlefield, everything must be done according to the superior's orders."

With that, the chief abrogated the communication.

"Ah...ahhh..."

the female captain screamed as the wolf's penis pounded wildly against her vulva.

Seeing this lewd scene, Lieutenant Inge felt a slight burning sensation on her face and turned away with a look of contempt.

"Go away..."

A wicked thought arose in the wolf's mind, and he pushed the female captain, who was already at her climax, away. He then pointed his already climaxing penis at the female captain.

Suddenly, some white fluid shot towards Lieutenant Inge. Although she saw it out of the corner of her eye, it was too late to dodge. Although she quickly spun around to avoid it, demonstrating the effectiveness of her daily combat training, she was still sprayed with most of her body.

When she finally saw the penis pointing at her and the wolf's disgusting smile, all reason and obedience vanished from her mind.

"You pervert!" Without a second thought, Lieutenant Inger threw a punch.

Wild Wolf's hand darted out, already gripping hers.

"Haha! That's brilliant!"

"Captain, you really know how to bully people."

Wild Wolf and the soldier laughed in unison, their stomachs aching from laughing.

Lieutenant Inger tried several times to pull her hand back, but it was as if she were locked in place, unable to move. She could only look at Wild Wolf with resentment and disgust.

"What a useless piece of trash, no sense of caution at all. How did you even get here? It doesn't matter if what I shoot from that cannon in my groin is semen, but if it's from the gun in my hand, those are deadly bullets. Alright, come with me to the bridge. And the soldiers, take care of that woman, make sure she doesn't try to kill herself."

"Captain, we should be able to catch some new women this time. Why don't we do it the usual way? The brothers can get a share of the money."

"So, you guys can have some fun with them too? Of course not, we can't do it the usual way. Sending these female soldiers to trainers and then selling them to interested government and military officials might make us a fortune, but times have changed.

Now that we're at war, especially with our recent defeat, there are countless people seeking revenge. Let's set up an underground auction, and offer free female trainers as a bonus, training them on the spot at the client's location. I think we can make three times the money! No, five times the money wouldn't be a problem." "

Captain, you've got a brilliant plan."

"Of course, otherwise how could I be your captain? I wouldn't be so incompetent as to ride on your heads."

"Are you soldiers or demons?"

Lieutenant Eng looked at this demon in disbelief.

"Is there a difference? Aren't humans just demons?"

Wild Wolf, disheveled and carrying only a gun, headed towards the bridge.

After the fierce battle of Loom, the escort fleet returned to the space fortress Solomon. The entire Principality of Self-Defense celebrated their victory wildly, and the surviving soldiers were also lost in the euphoria of victory.

Champagne and beer were consumed more than water, and the entertainment room was packed with soldiers gambling, and besides that, there was also men and women making love. The female soldiers, who made up only a small fraction of the total number, were now the objects of fierce competition.

Hans used his vacation to eat like crazy, while Jacobson gambled like crazy. As for Christian, whether it was fortunate or unfortunate was unknown; fortunately, he not only had women, but more than one. And unfortunately, it was precisely because he had two women.

"You brat, I thought the new humans could win me a fortune. But instead, I've lost almost everything."

Jacobson, reeking of alcohol, muttered to himself in dissatisfaction.

"I told you it wouldn't work. You insisted on doing it anyway, calling yourself a new human or something. Besides, I'm not Superman. If I could win every bet, I would have gambled myself!" "

You bastard! Your luck on the battlefield was abnormally good. Something must be wrong."

Christian didn't know that his suffering was far from over. (Mrs. Anna's note: Suffering? Can this even be called suffering? I'm so angry.)

Outside Christian's room, the two women looked at each other with disdain.

Yoko, still wearing her sweaty military uniform and having just repaired the Zaku, and Lisna, still dressed in her tissue-covered mummy costume, stood side by side. Though neither uttered a word, their eyes blazed with a palpable tension.

"The war's over. Go find a man and go back to the Federation!"

"What kind of man I find is my business, nobody else has the right to interfere. As for the war, the Federation will not give up so easily. The Self-Defense Force will soon be exhausted in a war of attrition, ultimately defeated by the Federation's final counterattack." "

Hey! You're a female pervert, a sadist!"

"Better than the Self-Defense Force's murderer!"

"He's a murderer, and you slept with him again." Yoko's face flushed with anger.

"I just like torturing him!" Lisna sneered triumphantly.

"Ugh! It's that bitch! Alright! You brat, sort out your own business. I hope you're still alive tomorrow! I won't hit you, but it looks like you'll be worse off than if someone else did. Hehehe!"

Jacobson, that bastard, turned and walked away laughing after exchanging a fiery glare with Liss. Christian was left alone, facing two women.

"Are you both here? Aren't you going to... celebrate... no! Aren't you going to rest?"

Christian forced himself to speak. Right now, he'd rather face the entire Federation fleet alone.

"Who are you referring to, Christian? What do you mean?"

"Why should I celebrate! Do you want to die?"

Good heavens! What did I do wrong? Watching Yoko and Lisna erupt in anger one after the other, he felt a chill run down his spine.

In situations like this, it usually started with verbal abuse, followed by physical violence. Or, they would retreat unilaterally.

But Yoko and Lisna were both experienced women; they wouldn't resort to such self-destructive tactics. They were especially unwilling to hand over their lovers… no! their sexual partners. As for verbal abuse, they would never do something as foolish as fighting for a man.

Ultimately, their charm would prevail.

"Can… can we talk this out slowly?"

The two women, having secretly decided to teach Christian a lesson when they were alone, exchanged a challenging glance.

"Ugh! It's so hot!"

Lisina tore off several tissues from her chest and gave Christian a flirtatious wink.

"Ugh! Yoko-neechan is so dirty! I want to take a shower, Christian, will you shower me?"

Yoko wrapped herself around Christian's right arm like a snake, pressing her well-shaped breasts against his arm.

"You want to tear off my tissues there!"

Lisina's hand suggestively reached towards her crotch.

"Anyway, can you come into my room first?"

Christian felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of someone seeing them.

Although Christian went in first, the two women's argument didn't stop. Lisina blocked the doorway, using one hand to prevent Yoko from entering.

"It was Christian who invited me in, you? Get out of here and cool off."

"Don't be so arrogant."

"I can afford to be!"

Lisina cupped one breast in her hand and smugly smiled at Yoko.

"It's not about size."

Yoko angrily pinched Lisina's chest quickly, tearing the tissue to shreds.

"Ouch..."

Lisina cried out in pain, then made way for Yoko and slipped inside.

Once inside the room, sparks seemed to fly between the two women's eyes.

One person was already struggling to cope, let alone two. Christian felt this was the living retribution for his promiscuous relationships. Lisina

thought that, given the current situation, she would have to have a threesome with this self-defense officer who hated her. Although she hated doing this, she didn't want to give the self-defense woman any more advantage. Let's go all the way!

As for Yoko, she'd tried a threesome before, but hadn't really. She'd had a sexual partner before.

It was a normal relationship; she'd just go to him when she needed sex. It wasn't until they broke up that she found out he was a pair of twins who'd been secretly swapping partners. At his request, she agreed to a threesome before the breakup.

But two women with one man—that was something she'd never experienced.

"Christian, can I use your bathroom?"

Yoko asked, unbuttoning her uniform as she walked in, right in front of the two of them.

Because they were docked inside the space station, they were in microgravity. Yoko thought that would be more exciting than zero gravity or gravity. First, she could try all sorts of zero-gravity positions, and second, she wouldn't be without any leverage like in zero gravity.

Lisna said nothing, only giving Christian a flirtatious look before silently tearing at the tissues on her body.

Yoko, in the bathroom, seeing this, wasn't going to give up. She began to fantasize, lightly caressing her own body with her hands, making herself as alluring as could be.

Then she threw her uniform at Christian, pulled down her pants, and revealed her mature, glamorous, and daringly styled underwear.

Christian was at a loss, unsure whether to turn left or right.

"Phew!"

Liz blew a tissue at Christian, while Yoko threw her freshly removed bra, still smelling of sweat and body odor, at his head.

"So the soldiers who protect themselves are all indecisive cowards. I'm very disappointed in you, Christian."

Liz was left with only a tissue wrapped around her crotch.

"Don't talk to him like that. Come on, Christian, come to Yoko-neechan."

Yoko gently pushed her freshly removed sexy underwear toward Christian while turning on the showerhead.

Oh no! It seems they've underestimated us for life. Christian looked back and forth between the two women, one voluptuous and mature, the other petite and charming.

Refusal was impossible, and avoidance wasn't an option either. If it were Yoko, he would have already forced himself on her. With Lisna, he was a masochist, but with Yoko, he had a tendency to easily abuse her. However, if he were to be bullied by Lisna and then bully Yoko, seeing this difference in treatment might trigger Yoko's seemingly gentle but actually strong personality.

Finally, Christian made a decision: rough it is, he didn't want to be ridden by Lisna forever anyway.

He grabbed Lisna and tore off the last tissue covering her body.

"Ah…" Lisna cried out in surprise.

"Ugh..."

Yoko felt a pang of disappointment and resentment in the bathroom. After all, he was young, wasn't he? And he was so much older than her.

Christian's next move was to fling Lisna towards the bathroom.

"Whoa..."

Amidst gasps, the two women collided, their buttocks and breasts swaying seductively. Christian, with a kick, also flew towards the bathroom.

The three bodies were intertwined, water droplets spraying all over them, and Christian was the only one not naked.

"If you want it so badly, I'll satisfy you,"

Christian shouted, slightly uneasy. Yoko wasn't afraid; in fact, she would welcome his actions. The problem was Lisna; he didn't have the confidence to take the initiative with her.

With a quick movement, he pulled Yoko into his arms, kissing her wildly and unrestrainedly, his tongue boldly invading her fragrant mouth.

He let Yoko's naked breasts rub against his body, giving her a rush of pleasure.

"Shall we gang up on her? My sister wouldn't want to see me being bullied by her, would she?"

Christian whispered in Yoko's ear, who was still dazed with pleasure. Having Yoko as an ally to gang up on Lisna was far better than being attacked by both of them simultaneously.

"Mmm!"

Yoko murmured in response.

Lisna, who was used to taking the initiative between the two, cleverly pushed Yoko aside and seized the initiative,

forcefully kissing Christian's lips.

Yoko was furious that her lover had been stolen, but if she forced her way in, it would be tantamount to ganging up on poor Christian. In that case, wouldn't it be better to deal with Lisna first, so she could be alone with Christian?

Thinking this, Yoko, who had never been interested in other women, was forced to take action.

Women know each other's weaknesses best, and Yoko decided to attack a spot she was very confident in.

However, if it weren't for Christian, and Lisna's strong personality, which made her feel like a supporting character, Yoko wouldn't have done such a thing!

The shower water poured down, hitting the naked Lisna and the smartly dressed Christian in his military uniform, creating a contrast that was both alluring and obscene; extremely erotic.

Yoko's biggest hatred was not being the protagonist. Filled with jealousy, she grabbed the soap from the wall and squeezed some onto her hands.

"Ugh!"

Lisina and Christian embraced each other. As the woman, Lisina's tongue forcefully invaded Christian's mouth, her hands boldly roaming over his body, more daring and rough than the man's. "

See! Christian belongs to me!" she thought, intending to smugly provoke Yoko with a wink. However, the water splashing on her face blinded her, her eyes overflowing with lust. She couldn't show her smugness. "

Such a big ass!" Yoko looked at Lisina's ample buttocks with deep dissatisfaction. The whiter and larger they were, the more alluring they seemed, the more she disliked them.

Yoko's slender hands gripped her buttocks, squeezing them hard.

"The Federation female soldier's buttocks are so big!"

"What are you doing?"

Being grabbed by her buttocks by her rival made Lisna very unhappy, and she stopped her forceful kiss. If it weren't for her plump and fleshy buttocks, how could

she have endured it? "No matter what kind of trauma you've suffered, this is so unfair to Christian. Women need men's love, not to vent on them."

"What's the point of talking about high principles now? Christian chose me, so go back to your room." "

Hey! Don't underestimate self-protection."

Slender fingers spread apart her plump buttocks, pointing directly at her pink, chrysanthemum-shaped anus.

"You... what are you doing? You pervert, get away!"

Lisna screamed and cursed, but Christian held her back, unable to break free.

The way her hips twisted, trying to escape, aroused Yoko's pleasure. It wasn't that she felt lust for women, but rather that giving Lisna, her adversary, a counterattack gave her a pleasurable feeling of tormenting her. Her sexual desire also surged.

"Ugh! No... don't do that!"

Lisna's whole body trembled violently, her body weak and sore. How could this... this... this woman! Yoko's finger penetrated deep into her anus.

"Ahhh..."

Lisna's moans, heard by Yoko, made her even more triumphant, and her lower body began to wet.

With water splashing all over them and her fingers covered in soap, Yoko no longer found Lisina's anus repulsive. Instead, she began to clean her with her fingers, preparing for more intense play later.

With Yoko's help, Christian finally caught his breath and took the initiative. He turned the tables and kissed her forcefully, his tongue boldly invading Lisina's mouth, water droplets flowing into their mouths as well.

The mixture of their saliva and water, combined with the woman's fragrance, gave Christian immense pleasure.

Most importantly, the satisfaction of having Lisina, who had been riding on his head, submit was truly overwhelming.

Breathless, Liz struggled and writhed in his arms, her buttocks contracting and relaxing in a lewd manner, gripping the intruder's fingers; this only made her more unbearable. Only when a pleading look appeared in her eyes did Christian release her.

His hands roamed freely over her weak and aching body. Her full and proudly sized breasts excited him the most.

"Ah! You two were in cahoots!"

Unexpectedly, the usually domineering Lisna appeared so alluring in her current vulnerable and helpless state. This only fueled Christian's henchman's reaction. As if eager to help his master avenge his humiliation, Christian's clone bulged his military pants, ready to launch a decisive counterattack at any moment.

"Miss Yoko... it was my fault! Please stop! Don't touch there anymore, it's so dirty!" Lisna cried out in humiliation, her face filled with resentment.

"Heh! Who told you to go too far? Women should be a little weaker! Christian told me everything. If you're unhappy, just relax and enjoy our services. You're not allowed to use Christian to vent anymore."

With that, she bit down hard on the plump, white buttocks—not the kind that hurts terribly, but a slightly painful, unpleasant, and agonizing pain.

The buttocks twisted even more violently, trying to break free. But Yoko's fingers penetrated even deeper into Risna's rectum.

"Ahhh... Ahhhhh!"

Risna's frustrated, struggling expression was incredibly alluring.

"That's enough! There's no need to pretend to be strong anymore. What's the point of pretending to be strong even during sex?"

Christian used both hands to cup her breasts and skillfully knead them. Meanwhile, a second cool, wet finger slipped into her anus.

"Ah!"

The fact that her anus was being attacked for the first time during intercourse left Lisina's mind in a daze. Pleasure flowed through her body, like an ever-expanding flood.

Her anus was a particular focus; such a dirty place could produce such intense, electric-like pleasure—something Lisina hadn't imagined beforehand. She knew it could be used, but this was the first time!

The worst part was that because of the soap and the fact that it was a woman's finger inserted, there was absolutely no pain; only a slight discomfort, which caused her to wriggle, but the more she wriggled, the more pleasure she felt. Lisna felt like a pervert.

For the first time since making love with Christian, she had lost the initiative and could only give everything to someone else. This passive helplessness, for some reason, gave her a sense of happiness, a true relaxation.

"Shall we go to bed?"

Lisna was speechless in response to Christian's question, only able to moan softly.

"Miss Yoko, in a moment..."

After Christian and Yoko whispered to each other, he unzipped his soaked military pants, pulled down his underwear, and pulled out his penis.

Because her honeypot was already overflowing with love juices, plus the droplets from her flower shower, Christian thrust in all the way without any resistance.

"Haaah haaah..."

Lisna shuddered and hugged him back, her hands gripping him so tightly. This sweet impact made her scream as if she were collapsing.

Because of the low gravity of the space fortress, Christian aimed at his bed. He positioned Lisna in a doggy-style position with all fours on the ground and entered her from behind.

Then he lifted Lisna by the waist, took two running steps, and leaped onto the bed. A gust of wind swept over Lisna's body, giving her immense pleasure. And as it landed, the heavy impact of his penis against her nearly overwhelmed her, the flood of pleasure causing her to faint.

"Ahhh... ya ya..."

After a melodious cry of pleasure, Christian continued his thrusts in this animalistic position, making Lisna moan repeatedly; her joyful cries echoed through the room like celestial music, yet were also so lewd.

"Ya ya... ahhh..."

Lisna's vagina contracted with each thrust, and she turned to look at Christian with seductive eyes, feeling a sense of relief and pleasure.

"Okay, Christian."

At this moment, Yoko also came out of the bathroom and got into bed.

"Okay!"

Christian replied, turning Lisna face up. She retreated to the edge of the bed, holding Lisna's legs and continuing her thrusts.

"How was it? Satisfied with my service just now?"

Yoko asked with a sense of accomplishment. She had tamed this leopard, Lisna, so well thanks to her special technique. Thinking of the pile of teeth and nail marks on Christian's body gave her a sense of successful revenge.

"Haa... ahhh..."

Lisna, her face flushed and eyes filled with lust, turned her face away, stubbornly refusing to answer.

"Ignoring me? You're monopolizing Christian, I'm jealous! Either you give him back to me, or you serve me!"

She then lowered her head and kissed Lisna deeply on the lips, her tongue probing even deeper into her mouth, boldly teasing her tongue.

It was the first time for both of them to kiss someone of the same sex. For them, who had no interest in same-sex relationships, they both felt incredibly perverted.

"Hehe!"

Yoko laughed happily despite this. Making her rival submit to her was exhilarating. Even though it was just kissing a woman, it made her feel good.

"Ah..."

After their lips parted, Lisina's cry was particularly excited and loud. She was shocked that she could feel anything for a woman.

"Okay!"

Next, Yoko straddled Lisina, positioning her youthful vulva against Lisina's mouth.

"I was just protecting myself. Looks like you don't hate us as much as I thought!"

Although this made Lisina feel slightly humiliated, it wasn't intense. Because they were all women, they just felt that Yoko was very good at teasing people!

"Eat me!"

Yoko commanded with a radiant smile and full of anticipation.

"You..."

Lisina felt both ashamed and humiliated. She had sucked many men's penises, but she had never tasted a woman's peach.

"Christian, stop!"

Yoko commanded triumphantly.

"But...but..."

"If you don't listen, I'll get angry."

In the end, Christian had no choice but to endure the rising pleasure and stop his movements.

Lisina, whose excitement had been raised to a climax but was forcibly stopped, struggled and twisted her body, trying to regain the pleasure that Christian was continuing to thrust into her.

"You...you...you..."

After uttering "you" three times in a row, Lisina was both anxious and ashamed. Although there wasn't much gravity, she could have pushed Yoko away, but her whole body was sore and numb that she had no strength to move.

"Eat or not!"

One thing for another, woman for woman. Although Lisina was unwilling, the burning sensation in her lower body forced her to submit.

Lisina stuck out her tongue and licked the female officer's lips, the other's secretions flowing back into her mouth.

"Ah..."

"That's enough! Christian."

Christian, who had been forcibly restrained for a moment, now moved faster and more urgently. Like a battering ram, Christian thrust in fiercely and repeatedly. A surge of pleasure quickly rose, engulfing Lisina.

Lisina's skillful tongue also wriggled inside Yoko's body. Although it was her first time licking a woman, Lisina quickly got the hang of it. Honey dripped onto Lisina's face.

The three of them were connected by sweet pleasure.

"Haa... ahh..."

Lisina let out a beautiful, blissful moan, her vagina convulsing as she reached her climax.

"Ugh!"

Christian ejaculated his hot semen into her vagina, his mind filled with pleasure.

Later, Yoko, in the throes of her own climax, nearly drowned Lisina. Love fluid flowed down the Federation soldier's face. The three of them lay side by side, their bodies intertwined.

After a short rest, Yoko was already entwined with Christian again. The feeling of killing two birds with one stone is far from the blissful one outsiders imagine. (Mrs. Anna adds here: Serves her right, she deserves this.)

"Alas! Women, those heartless creatures."

Christian sighed deeply. Although he had gone from being attacked by the two women to helping Yoko deal with Lisina, and then Lisina came to his aid when he was dealing with Yoko, in the end, the two women each took their fill twice before they were even slightly satisfied. But he alone had ejaculated four times, leaving him with sore legs and a dizzy head.

The only good thing was that after the two women had such an intimate relationship, they became much more talkative. It was too heavy for one person to bear Lisina's emotional pain, but thankfully Yoko was there to help him. Secretly, she really hoped they would engage in more same-sex relationships so he could get some rest. But they only saw it as a celebration, ultimately insisting on his penis.

"You brat, while I'm losing money, you're having fun with women. Is there any justice in this world? There's no fairness!"

Jacobson lectured the womanizer harshly.

"Despicable, you ungrateful bastard!"

Christian, weak and powerless, couldn't retaliate. He could only endure the beating.

"Alright! I'll help too."

Hans, who had been watching, joined in.

"Great! Hans, stop this angry bastard!"

"Ouch...!"

Even though it was a joke, it still hurt! Hans wasn't hitting Jacobson, but Christian himself.

"You... what are you doing..."

"Nothing! Seeing you having so much fun, while I can't even attract any women besides eating, I'm getting angrier and angrier. So I had to vent my anger on you."

"What does it matter to me if you're not popular with women!"

"It doesn't matter, but it's like kicking someone when they're down. You're right, Jacobson!"

"That's right, it's time to strike."

"Wow! You two are inhuman..."

"Outrageous, you two bastards."

Now it really hurts inside and out.

Christian and his team are having a very easy time, with flight training reduced by 90% and routine patrols reduced by half. However, they increased training in using simulators and time for meetings. But under the leadership of their squad leader, Jacobson, the three of them were constantly slacking off in competitions. Having narrowly escaped death, they weren't masochists. Now was the time to slack off.

And it wasn't just the three of them; this laziness was quietly spreading throughout the Self-Defense Forces. Everyone thought, since the war had already been won, why bother with all that training? Some were even worried about massive layoffs by the military, forcing everyone to scramble for jobs.

While soldiers might have this urge to slack off, the unwavering Self-Defense Force leadership, especially Gihren, would never do so!

In fact, the Self-Defense Forces' war reserves had already hit rock bottom. Although they still had enough for one last large-scale military operation, once that was used up, they would be finished. Therefore, Gihren was forced to drastically reduce training and patrol time, because the most important thing now was not preparation for war, but negotiations with the federal government. For them, who had already won the war, signing a peace treaty at this time was undoubtedly the best opportunity.

"We must fight to the end! We oppose the military's surrender policy! We must avenge those who died!"

the soldiers in the base openly shouted. In the past, it would have been strange if such people hadn't been considered idiots, but now even their superiors didn't stop them; in fact, they secretly encouraged them. Everyone around them joined in on political topics they had previously found boring and tedious.

The flames of war spread from space to the entire Earth, and the government, though wanting to negotiate... But from the opposition to ordinary civilians, everyone vehemently opposed it, advocating for a war of revenge against the enemy.

"Can three billion people die in vain? Can the deaths of tens of millions of soldiers, reduced to bones, just be considered a thing of the past?" Similar comments continued incessantly on television.

"Sigh! All the normal television programs have been interrupted!"

"Yes! Every day is war, war, war, it's suffocating!"

She said with a bitter smile. Alim's heart was filled with bitterness; frustration was certain. But worse than frustration was sorrow.

When she first heard about war, Alim, like everyone else, was shocked. When news of the genocide broke, the first reaction was disbelief, followed by anger—a fire of justice, a righteous indignation at the Self-Defense Forces' naked atrocities, at such inhumane acts. No human being could be without righteous indignation.

However! Even such atrocities, to the Self-Defense Forces of the universe, everything was acceptable as long as it was done in the name of the nation! Humans are such selfish creatures.

Just hearing about it, while causing concern, could be treated as an outsider's affair.

Until news broadcasts of genocide documentaries. At that moment, Alim cried. Humans! Humans could be slaughtered like insects—countless people, countless lives, countless stories of joy and sorrow; all of this stemmed from the war waged by the Self-Defense Forces in their pursuit of independence.

Alim regularly donated a small portion of her salary to charity. On one occasion, she donated the equivalent of a month's savings to a foundation established for war victims.

Before the turmoil in everyone's hearts had subsided, the Self-Defense Forces committed an even more horrific atrocity: crashing a colony satellite onto the Australian continent. In an instant, it killed one hundred million people; one hundred million! This exceeded the total casualties of any previous war on Earth.

The shockwave and super tsunami triggered by the crash killed hundreds of millions more. For the people of Australia and Southeast Asia, it was a localized apocalypse befalling them.

If the previous massacres of the colonies were a matter of great concern to outsiders, the fall of the colonies was a deeply felt, visceral pain, because even a slight change in the angle of the fall could mean death in such atrocities.

The prevailing opinion was an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Hatred for the Self-Defense Forces could only be washed away with blood. But at that moment, Alim felt fear—the fear of death. What she had believed in, protected, and pursued could be destroyed at any moment. Her own death could be so tangibly close; she didn't want to die, she wanted to live, she didn't want her life to become just another casualty in this catastrophe.

Her hatred for the Self-Defense Forces hadn't disappeared, but rather than a bloodbath and the continuation of the war, she preferred peace, even a humiliating peace.

"Three billion people died! All you care about is whether there's television to watch? Are you even human?!"

"I understand! I can imagine how you feel. But people have to live, no matter how painful it is. And does that mean we have to be sad and miserable forever? Can't we even laugh?"

Alim could understand her comrade's agitation; her entire family had perished in the colony satellite crash. She had cried for three days straight, forcing her superiors to suspend her duties.

The women's club activities had also completely ceased. No one was in the mood for fun; the past two weeks had been spent donating money to the families of the fallen and the victims, and watching television to discuss the war situation.

"Alim! I've already handed over the letter requesting to be transferred to the front lines."

"You…"

Alim's heart clenched. Her comrades were about to be separated from her, and was it going to be death next?

"No! You can't do this! Aren't you the only one left in your family? You'll die, for better or for worse! War kills people, do you want that to happen to you?"

Alim pointed to the television screen, which showed images of bloated corpses floating ashore.

"Even so, I'm going! Is there any reason for me to stay?"

"Aren't we friends? Can't you stay for us?"

Alim hugged her close companion tightly.

"I..."

In the end, everyone cried with emotion. The flames of war drew ever closer. Even the peace around them couldn't be protected.

Back in her room.

"Sigh!"

Alim packed clothes, one after another, to donate to the refugees affected by the war. Half of her bank account had been depleted.

According to news reports, the number of refugees has exceeded hundreds of millions, many of whom fled without a single personal belonging.

They have lost their jobs, their families, and their homes. Alim is willing to do everything she can to help them.

"I heard the hospitals are overflowing with the wounded!"

"The air force is out evacuating the wounded every day!"

Alim sighed. Yesterday she read a story about a little girl who had lost both legs but still worried about her supposedly dead parents. Alim lost another hundred yen because of this; at this rate, her savings will be gone.

"They say they'll keep fighting, but isn't the space fleet down to just one?"

"So they need to rebuild the space fleet and counterattack the Principality of Self-Defense."

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