[Fantasy] Demon Hunter's Notes: The Secrets of Dragon City

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Dragon City Secrets - Chapter 1

The crisp sound of high heels clicking on the ground echoed before the centuries-old headquarters of the Dark Dragon Knights. The guards on either side of the entrance stiffened, straightening their already imposing postures even more. Such a sound meant only one thing: Persephone had arrived.

Sure enough, Persephone appeared like a ghost, striding confidently up the long steps and into the Dark Dragon Knights' gates. The moment she appeared, the two guards snapped to attention with a crisp salute, their gazes filled with awe, excitement, and a barely concealed desire. Seeing the

intricate dark gold patterns on her deep black uniform, the dark gold roses entwined on her shoulders, and the dark gold shield-shaped emblem at her collar, the two guards dared not look away, bowing their heads as they opened the gates to welcome Persephone, the youngest and most beautiful general of the Dark Dragon Knights.

Persephone walked with a swaying gait, her face radiating undisguised indifference and arrogance. She proceeded straight along the center line of the hall towards the crimson carpeted staircase. The hall's high ceiling echoed with the crisp sound of her footsteps, and even the bronze dragon on the opposite wall seemed to fix its gaze entirely on Persephone!

Everyone entering and leaving the hall stopped in their tracks, watching Persephone return from her mission. Any dragon riders who happened to be standing in her path hurriedly moved aside.

She was a tall, young woman, her dark dragon rider uniform perfectly outlining her curvaceous figure. Her grey hair was piled high on her back, her beautiful face seemed frozen, and her deep grey eyes, tinged with green, held a hint of weariness.

Persephone's exhaustion was impossible to conceal. She slowly walked into the building, pausing slightly. Several men stood in the usually empty lobby. Although almost every member of the Dark Dragon Knights harbored fantasies about the aloof Persephone, none dared to express them openly. But today seemed to be an exception. Many families, rarely seen in public, had sent men to wait for her arrival in the lobby, and these men made no attempt to hide their desires, their naked gazes seeming to devour her.

Persephone frowned slightly, ignoring their expressions, and quickly entered the elevator back to her office.

The men in the lobby downstairs exchanged glances, lewd smiles playing on their lips… Soft lighting gradually illuminated the room, and the air circulation system continuously circulated fresh air, carrying the pleasant scent of herbs and plants. It was truly all-natural fragrance; even with Persephone's discerning palate and Sue's sensitivity, they couldn't find any flaws. Soothing background music began to play, and the completely transparent shower stall began to emit a light mist.

The bathroom's smart system determined that the water level was insufficient to start the bathtub, so it activated the shower's preheating program.

Persephone leaned forward slightly, her hands gripping the wall, the slightly stinging water splashing against her body. She sighed, her dazzlingly white hands quickly wiping herself.

Not long after, the door quietly opened, and Persephone emerged, her clothes misty with sweat. She had changed into her classic business attire and sat behind her desk, checking the tasks on her computer. Her brow slowly furrowed… As darkness fell, the heavy door to Persephone's office on the sixth floor opened a crack, and a middle-aged man in his forties, impeccably dressed and with a sharp, capable appearance, stepped out. He bowed gracefully, shook hands with Persephone, and said in a warm and enthusiastic tone, “General Persephone, my terms are quite favorable. I hope you will seriously consider them! You only need to say a word, and my connections and resources will serve you to the best of my ability!”

His words were warm and persuasive, but his hand remained firmly gripping Persephone's, which was far from respectful. Moreover, his impeccably tailored trousers had a slight bulge in the center, clearly indicating that he had considered something extremely disrespectful to Persephone. Although he subtly concealed his physical changes by slightly hunching over, every Dark Dragon Rider in the building was an expert in combat techniques and could sense these anomalies with just their senses.

Persephone maintained a reserved yet elegant smile, seemingly oblivious, and as if completely unconcerned by the middle-aged man's rudeness, softly saying, "Please let me think about it!" Although her expression was completely frozen like ice, her heaving chest betrayed her unease. At that moment, the computer on her desk beeped with an alarm. In half an hour, Sue would die from lack of medicine, but her account was already completely empty, and she could not overdraw another penny.

Another minute passed.

Persephone's head throbbed as if it were about to explode. She had only returned to Dragon City that morning, having traveled alone for seven days and seven nights without sleep, completing six missions in a row. After returning to Dragon City, she only freshened up briefly before rushing to her office to receive wave after wave of borrowers she had already contacted. These people seemed to have reached a secret agreement; not one of their terms and conditions avoided mentioning her body. Perhaps there was no other conspiracy behind this convergence, merely an undisguised manifestation of the inherent weaknesses of male masculinity in this era.

Persephone paced anxiously in the room, a fierce fire burning within her, yet she suppressed it, refusing to let it erupt. She pulled up her task list, quickly glancing at it. She immediately saw that the high-risk, high-reward, and high-contribution tasks were already taken; only the trivial, time-consuming, and of course, low-risk tasks remained. Was this a coincidence, or intentional?

The middle-aged man stood there confidently, watching her silently. His gaze, filled with a blatant audacity, lingered on her long legs and rounded hips. Her legs were straight and breathtakingly long, the flesh-colored stockings perfectly showcasing her curves. Twenty centimeters above her knees was a grey pencil skirt that covered half her thighs. A white blouse tucked under the skirt from her slender waist, then flipped over to reveal her breasts, which barely covered her chest, followed by her long neck, her flawless face, and her grey hair piled high on her head. The bulge below her trousers grew increasingly prominent.

But… she couldn't help but think of her younger brother, still somewhat naive, stubbornly clinging to his dreams. He possessed the purity she loved most, and she had always taken great care of him.

But now, didn't he know his predicament? Persephone simply couldn't believe that he, having taken over the Trident of Poseidon, would be completely oblivious. That unit had received so much of her effort, possessing an independent and highly efficient intelligence system, almost on par with the Tribunal under Medili's control.

But... could he just watch her become a plaything for those men? Perhaps, hatred really could completely change a person?

Persephone silently picked up a glass of strong liquor that had risen on the desk, downed it in one gulp, the fiery liquid burning her body along its path. "Brother... do you really want me to become someone else's plaything?" Staring at the motionless, deep red monitor, she suddenly gripped the pencil in her hand, crushing it into powder with a snap.

Another minute passed, only five minutes left. She sighed softly, a cold sense of loss gradually rising in her heart. She turned to the middle-aged man, her elegant red lips trembling slightly as she parted: "Only one day... five days' worth of medicine!"

"No, no, no..." The middle-aged man shook his finger, smiling smugly: "One dose a day..."

Persephone's face darkened. She paused for a moment, then nodded slowly.

The middle-aged man's face lit up with ecstatic joy. He strode forward and grabbed Persephone's hand. "The Arthur family is at your service!"

He held Persephone's slender, smooth, and soft right hand tightly, then leaned down and gently kissed the back of her snow-white hand. Persephone's eyes went blank for a moment, then she abruptly pulled her hand back as if scalded by hot lava. She staggered back several steps until she bumped into the desk and stopped.

The man swiftly stepped forward, encircling her slender waist like a snake, firmly holding the most beautiful female general of Dragon City against the table. He opened his mouth wide to kiss her.

"Where's the money..." Persephone disgustedly turned her head away from the man's approaching mouth, suppressing her anger and the urge to smash his head with her fist as she coldly asked.

The middle-aged man held her body tightly, pressing himself against her soft and elastic skin, enjoying the intoxicating elasticity and fragrant heat emanating from the body that every man in Dragon City longed for. Hearing Persephone's question, he chuckled softly, leaning forward so that Persephone had to lean back, her upper body almost lying on the table: "Don't worry, it'll be done soon." He then reached out and pulled the monitor in front of him, then began rapidly pointing at the screen.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to enter the account information, the man pressed his chest tightly against Persephone's, their breasts pressed together, allowing him to clearly feel the arousing contours of her breasts. Persephone arched her back as far as she could, but at such close range, she was still pressed tightly against the man.

He excitedly took the opportunity to thrust a few times, relieving the growing pain in his lower body. A short moan escaped her lips, vanishing without a trace. Her soft vulva was pressed hard against his erect penis through her clothes. Persephone stared intently at the screen, her white teeth biting her lower lip, suppressing the shame and pain in her heart. She watched as the monitor beeped softly, the red numbers rapidly decreasing while her available funds increased.

Looking at the screen, her expression was extremely complex. Her hands stiffened at her sides, the veins on the backs of her hands bulging, pressing deeply into the sturdy alloy table.

The man chuckled and turned back, lowering his head to smell the faint fragrance at her temple. Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide and bit down on her smooth, delicate cheek.

"Mmm..." The soft, smooth touch was so intoxicating that the man let out a blissful groan. Pinned down in her office, Persephone felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation. The man beneath her was only a fourth-tier power, and normally she wouldn't even glance at him.

Being able to resolve a general's financial crisis meant these people had incredibly powerful backgrounds. Even in the past, with the Arthur family backing her, Persephone would at most slap him a couple of times, leaving him bruised and battered, but wouldn't actually kill him. But now, she had lost even the right to slap him and dared not resist his harassment. She was burdened with enormous debts; if she refused, Su would be destroyed. Just bear with it a little longer—it's only for one day. Besides, she had suffered similar hardships when she first joined the Dragon Knights, Persephone consoled herself.

The man's face was pressed tightly against the woman's, rubbing against her cool, snow-white skin. His left hand was already touching her hair, the fingertips feeling smooth and silky. His other hand slowly moved towards her proudly erect breasts, stretched taut by her uniform, their rounded curves irresistible.

Persephone's sensitive skin could feel the heat emanating from the man's body. She turned her head away, not wanting to look at the man ravaging her, but her resistance only fueled his lust.

His hands brazenly moved to her buttocks, tightly encased in her short skirt, kneading them forcefully.

Just when Persephone thought this man would take her right there and then, the man on top of her suddenly remembered something, stood up, and took a step back. He chuckled, "As a sign of respect, please come with me somewhere. Of course, you'll need to change into your general's uniform first."

Persephone's face paled. She suddenly remembered Bloody Mary's fate twenty years ago. Was it going to be her turn today? She gritted her teeth, turned, and went into the changing room next door.

Just as she took off her skirt suit and was about to change into her military uniform, the man's sinister voice rang out again: "By the way, General, please don't wear underwear. Your employers want to see you without it... Heh..."

"What?" Persephone glanced down at the alluring black transparent lace lingerie on her pristine white body. "Oh well, it's only five days anyway, I'll just consider it a dog bite!" She reached behind her back for the hooks of her bra.

When Persephone emerged in her uniform, her face grim, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he smiled with delight. He pulled a test tube from his pocket, half-filled with pink liquid.

"To ensure you won't back out during this period, please drink this potion now..." The middle-aged man smugly waved the test tube in front of her. "Don't worry, this potion's effects only last five days. You are a general of Dragon City; we would never dare to do anything to a level nine expert, but we must also be wary of you backing out!"

Dragon City Secrets Chapter Two.

Persephone stared blankly at the test tube, hesitated for a moment, then snatched it and tilted her head back, gulping down the entire liquid.

"Huff..." She threw the test tube into a corner with a thud, her eyes red as she fiercely glared at the man before her, saying, "Are you satisfied now?"

"Alright... then please follow me." The middle-aged man bowed gentlemanly, extending his hand to lead Persephone outside.

"Ah..." As she boarded the elevator, Persephone swayed slightly, feeling a tingling, itchy sensation throughout her bones. Her whole body felt weak and limp, and all her muscles trembled uncontrollably, as if she had drunk too much. Even lifting her hands was difficult. Persephone's face paled; she hadn't expected this potion to be specifically designed for her, completely sealing off her abilities.

"Come... let me help you out," the man said with a smile, carefully supporting Persephone as they walked out.

The two guards at the Dark Dragon Knight's entrance stared wide-eyed at the two emerging from the elevator. The Dragon Knight General, who never gave anyone a chance, was being helped out by an old man. Her limp, leaning-on-the-body appearance sent a surge of adrenaline through them, especially the way her tightly clad uniform visibly trembled with each step, easily revealing that she wore no clothing underneath.

The two guards' groins immediately hardened, standing erect as if in salute to her. Persephone blushed, lowered her head pretending not to see, and was slowly helped by the man to the car outside, where they sped away.

Larvin Forest Estate, located in the southwest of Dragon City, is a vast estate covering tens of square kilometers, as its name suggests. This area includes large forests, a small hill, a river running through it, a castle, and several scattered estates.

Unlike the utilitarian style of many modern, newly formed families, the Fabregas family maintains ancient, nostalgic traditions; the castle and estates are antique. Many decorations and accessories were collected from ruins around the world, genuine artifacts from the old era, and the estate's cuisine is no exception. They still use old-fashioned methods to cure smoked meats and brew red wine.

The river flowing through the territory is channeled into an artificial lake, and a tributary flows around the castle; in this day and age, this has no defensive significance, serving more of a decorative purpose.

The entire Larvin Forest region… There was no sign of modern industry. It was entirely like the rural life of the 18th century, where time seemed to be dozing under the shade of trees and by the river. Everything was so quiet and slow.

Tonight, the usually peaceful manor was broken by countless important figures who were rarely seen. Dozens of middle-aged and elderly people gathered in the spacious hall, anxiously waiting for news from the front.

Old Fabregas watched all this with pride. Although he was old, his physical condition was definitely not as frail as his age suggested. In the family's biochemical laboratory, a breakthrough had been made in anti-aging drugs. Small quantities of stable and effective drugs could be synthesized in the laboratory. This was, of course, extremely expensive. Moreover, in addition to requiring large quantities of extremely difficult-to-obtain raw materials, the uncontrollability of the synthesis reaction remained an insurmountable problem.

The low success rate meant that this drug was far from being mass-produced. However, it was already enough for Old Fabregas's use.

For him, the important thing now was whether he had it or not. Whether it was expensive or not was not a problem at all.

Just thinking about the explosive sexiness hidden beneath Persephone's seemingly very orthodox and elegant suit made Old Fabregas unable to help but feel excited. His body also changed accordingly. A high bulge appeared on his robe, completely unlike the hardness and size that a sixty-five-year-old man should have. In his opinion, as long as he got Persephone, all the price was actually worth it. If it weren't for the fact that it was to lure Persephone into his trap. He wouldn't have painstakingly laid out such a complex and subtle scheme; of course, the current situation is progressing far more smoothly than he imagined. In his original plan, subduing a female general who was financially bankrupt and had lost her family's support would have taken at least a year, but he hadn't expected Sue to require such an astonishing amount for treatment. And Persephone had actually paid for it.

Upon seeing Persephone and Sue's files, old Fabregas's insightful eyes keenly detected the subtle unease in her gaze towards Sue. Perhaps Persephone herself wasn't even aware of this. The subsequent developments proceeded exactly as he had predicted, even better than he had anticipated; it seemed Persephone was now mired in a situation from which she couldn't escape.

A servant approached old Fabregas and whispered a few words. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he stepped onto the high platform in the center of the hall, announcing loudly, "My old friends, according to the latest news, she has signed the treaty, which means we have five days to fully enjoy her beautiful body. Now we just wait for Persephone to arrive, and the banquet can begin!"

"Wow..." The people below gasped in excitement. The thought of banquets themed around Persephone made old Fabregas's blood rush again; his lower body was no longer filled with pleasure, but rather a throbbing pain.

In the distant darkness, a white light suddenly appeared, growing closer and closer. When old Fabregas recognized it as his own convoy, all the servants in the manor began to bustle about.

When the vehicles stopped at the entrance, all the lights in the hall suddenly went out. Just as the people in the hall were confused, a beam of light shone on the high platform, where a beautiful and alluring female Dark Dragon Rider stood.

"Everyone recognizes her, right? Standing before you is Fanny, the most beautiful Dragon Knight General of Dragon City."

Having lost her powers after drinking the potion, Fanny's hands were tightly handcuffed behind her back. Completely exhausted, she stood there swaying.

"Ah... so many people... I... I have to hold on... just five days... five days and I'll regain my powers..." Fanny inwardly groaned. These men were mostly the powerful figures who had contacted her before. She hadn't expected them to join forces to set such a huge trap just to get her body.

Her chance to resist was gone. Now, she was like any other ordinary woman, surrounded by dozens of men on the platform.

"She really agreed?" an older man below asked worriedly. After all, the highest-ranking ability user here was only level 4, while Persephone was a level 9 ability user, capable of easily destroying everyone in the hall.

Fabregas raised his glass and walked onto the platform, circling her twice. He reached out and lifted Persephone's pale chin, then smiled at the crowd below and said, "Please rest assured, everyone. Persephone willingly took the drug and lost her powers, and she's also willingly using her body to repay the debt she owes us. At least for the next five days, she'll be at our mercy and won't resist. Is that right, General Persephone?"

"...Yes..." Persephone hesitated, her chin held, unable to dodge, and could only close her eyes and answer softly.

"Wow...really...I can't wait..."

The men swarmed around her, looking Persephone up and down, from her clear gray-green eyes to her long legs tightly encased in military trousers. Every inch of her skin was so delicate and snow-white, perfectly proportioned. The unabashed, burning gazes of the people around Persephone made her feel as if insects were crawling on every inch of her exposed skin, raising goosebumps all over her body.

"Wow... Old Fabregas, stop the introductions, hurry up and get on with it, my dick's about to explode!"

a fat middle-aged man in the crowd shouted anxiously, his hand scratching at his bulging crotch.

"Hmph..." Persephone coldly looked down, her eyes blazing with fury that seemed to pierce the fat man.

"Hiss..." Startled by her icy gaze, the fat man took two steps back, and for some reason, his bulging crotch suddenly went limp.

"Haha..." The men around her laughed, their venomous gazes roaming freely over her entire body. "No wonder she's the most beautiful rose in Dragon City! Just her gaze can turn Tony into a caterpillar. It's so satisfying to conquer such a proud woman!"

"Let me tell you what this woman is really like. Don't be fooled by her aloof appearance; she has lustful blood flowing through her veins..."

Fabregas walked behind Fanny, wrapped his arms around her chest, and vigorously kneaded and caressed her firm, full breasts.

"Mmm... ah... uh..." Fanny's face flushed slightly. The old man's hands on her breasts made her heart race uncontrollably. A strange heat surged from her chest, and she lowered her head, letting out barely audible moans.

“See that! In front of so many people, even with her breasts being fondled by her enemy, she still makes such lewd sounds.” The old man was very close and naturally heard her faint moans. (That despicable guy… there must have been something wrong with the potion he drank before…) Persephone knew that the potion was definitely problematic, but she didn’t know that it not only suppressed her abilities but also began to modify her cells genetically.

“Ugh… ooh… um… ah…” Fabregas’s hands pinched her nipples back and forth. Under the stimulation of pain, the nipples slowly hardened, and a familiar pleasure that terrified her came to her mind again and again.

The old man’s breathing became noticeably heavier. His rough hands kneaded her delicate skin forcefully through the tight uniform. Although there was still a layer of fabric, he could clearly feel the hard nipples rolling on his palms like beads. The tough and slippery feel made him not want to let go.

“Ah… ah ha… Wh… what?” The fleshy mound in his palm was flattened forcefully, and his thumb and forefinger pinched the sensitive nipple in the middle, flicking it quickly. The neat uniform was now disheveled from the old man's rough handling. "It hurts... ah... just hurry up and get on with it... what are you doing?" Fanny's unease grew stronger.

Old Fabregas seemed fixated on her nipples, stubbornly playing with them. Persephone felt her snow-white chest redden and swell from the kneading, her nipples seemingly numb from the man's vigorous pinching and rubbing. The pink nipples began to harden, rubbing intensely against the tight uniform under the man's fingers.

"How does it feel? Why are your breasts swollen? Your nipples seem hard too! General Fanny."

"Shameless... remember... ah... our deal is only for these few days... um... um ah..."

The old man paused, seemingly contemplating something, then squeezed hard. "Ah... um..."

The old man chuckled lewdly, kissing her lips.

(So disgusting... his tongue's already inside... um... I really want to bite it off...)

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Their lips were pressed tightly together. The old man's tongue was unusually agile, probing deep into Fanny's mouth several times, rubbing and teasing her tongue, playing with her entire oral cavity before finally releasing her.

"Ah... cough cough... cough... ptooey..."

Her breasts were being kneaded, and her mouth and tongue were being wantonly played with by the old man in front of her. A sense of shame and disgust filled her entire body.

"Ugh... so dirty! So disgusting!"

"Slap!" Fabregas slapped her buttocks hard, then his hand kneaded her buttocks a few times before moving downwards.

"Hmm...?" Fanny tensed her thighs, her amazingly long legs pressed together without a gap. Every man's Adam's apple bobbed.

As he pinched her nipples, a tingling, electric sensation shot through her. Fanny's upright body involuntarily bent forward, her pink nipples slowly hardening under the man's friction.

Her moans were muffled by the man's mouth, her tongue wantonly played with. Several times she tried to tilt her head back, but was immediately grabbed by the hair and shoved back down. The old man sucked out Fanny's sweet saliva, making a lewd "slurp" sound.

"Ah...cough cough..."

"Hmm...bastards, stop! You filthy creatures!" The old man chuckled and waved his hand. The servants rushed forward, grabbing Fanny's legs and pulling them apart, locking each leg in an alloy shackle, leaving her legs spread wide in a shameful position.

Seeing that Fanny could no longer resist, the men present all had their groins bulging undisguisedly. If it weren't for the protection of two strong servants and the intimidation of the Fabregas family, she would probably have been torn to pieces by the men rushing at her.

Under Fabregas's command, Arthuriana's shoulders were forcefully pressed down by the man, forcing her to kneel in humiliation. Her

full, rounded buttocks protruded backward, incredibly sexy, and her long, silver-grey hair slid down her shoulders.

The alluring curves between her thighs drew everyone's attention to a particular spot behind her.

"Ugh... what's that smell!" Arthuriana smelled an unpleasant odor.

"General Arthuriana... what should we do? I don't need to tell you, do I?" Fabregas, naked from the waist down, his proud penis dangling precariously before her, almost touching her lips.

Arthuriana's face flushed slightly. After so many years, being in this nightmarish situation again, her body began to heat up.

The female general shifted her gaze to the side, tears streaming uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

The old man grabbed her hair, forcing her face against his crotch. His hot penis rolled against her smooth cheek. "Remember the contract you signed. You must obey us absolutely for 24 hours and be our sex slave!"

"Despicable..." Arthurian understood now that he was behind it all.

Her humiliated body trembled slightly, countless eyes fixed on her crotch, making her feel weak.

Her cool face became burning hot. The man's penis against her face had a strong, pungent stench. It was hard and long, almost longer than her face.

"It stinks, it's so big, can I really put this in my mouth?" Arthurian felt a little scared.

Perhaps it had been hard for too long, his penis slowly softened, like a caterpillar swaying at her lips.

"Mmm..." Her slightly open mouth gently touched the sour, stinky penis. The pungent smell of urine from the soft little thing reached her nose, and her stomach churned.

“Arthurian? Why is our Dragon Queen backing down? If that’s the case, according to Article 3, Section 5 of your slave contract, the time will have to be extended again…”

Just as Arthurian was caught in a dilemma, Fabregas threatened her with a smile.

“…” In desperation, Arthurian parted her lips slightly, extended her red tongue, and licked the tip of his dark glans.

“Oh…” Her tongue tasted a salty, fishy flavor, and her stomach churned, almost making her vomit.

The saliva-soaked glans and the soft touch of her tongue made the old man’s penis suddenly hard.

“Mmm…so comfortable, is this the Dragon Queen’s little mouth? It feels so wonderful, soft and slippery!”

The old man’s eyes closed with pleasure as he looked down at Arthurian kneeling in front of him.

“Mmm…um…um…ah…mmm…” His saliva-soaked penis steamed under the teasing of her tongue, the thick glans pressed against her tongue, and the strange taste slowly spread.

"Ugh... How disgusting!" Although she felt disgusted and angry, she still lowered her head for Su's sake, using the tip of her tongue to tease the soft penis, sliding it upwards from the base.

Under Arthur's gentle touch, the droopy glans quickly stood erect.

"Ah... It's so big?!"

The old man's erect penis was so dazzling, the fierce and huge glans swaying in front of her eyes.

"How's my cock? Much better than Su's, right?" Fabregas said, his vicious penis slapping her delicate face a few times with a "slap slap".

"Ugh..." Being humiliated like this, Arthur was almost going crazy, but she couldn't resist. For Su's sake, she could only silently endure the old man's humiliation.

"Open your mouth wider!"

"Ah... um... ah..." The seductive tip of her tongue pressed against the base of the steaming penis, licking around the erect penis, gradually sliding the tip of her tongue upwards along the tilted penis pointing to the sky, reaching the red glans, slightly parting her lips, slowly enveloping it in her mouth.

The slit on the resilient glans was teased back and forth by the tip of his tongue, and the sensitive tip was sucked in by her wet lips, becoming even harder and hotter.

"Mmm...so good...it feels so good!" Fabregas forcefully pushed the glans into her mouth, and the magnificent, hot, swollen glans immediately blocked her throat, almost half of its length was inside her mouth. Her mouth was stuffed full of the huge, thick penis, and her tongue was pressed under the penis and could not move at all.

"Mmm...it's so big, my mouth is already stretched to the maximum! I can't fit any more in..." Arthuriana's small mouth was stuffed full and she could not swallow any more, her eyes filled with sad tears.

"Ah...mmm...ah...?!"

"Plop" When the penis was pulled out, a long strand of saliva connected the tip of her lips and the glans. A stream of saliva and the glans gushed out at the corner of her lips at the same time, sliding down her snow-white chin and neck. The heavy impact just now, the tip of the glans had rubbed against the back of her throat.

Finally catching her breath, Arthurian opened her eyes, staring in terror at the menacing penis before her. The tip of the engorged shaft, glistening with saliva, shimmered under the light. Several veins were visible along the thick, engorged shaft, and the dense pubic hair at its base stood erect like steel needles.

"Ah...it hurts so much. Do I have to keep taking it in my mouth? What should I do?"

"Ah...uh...uh..." Forced to open her mouth again, the old man's penis pierced deeply into her through everyone's eyes.

This time, the old man showed no mercy, thrusting directly into her throat. "Ah...oh...uh..."

Just as Persephone was using all her strength to endure the old man's humiliation, her round buttocks were suddenly caressed by a large hand, kneaded through her military trousers.

"Ah...who is it?" The old man's hand pressed hard against the back of her head, making it impossible for her to lift her head. She only knew that there was a man standing behind her.

"Hmm...smells so good...everyone, guess what color the general's underwear is? Whoever guesses correctly can be the first person to enjoy the general's service tomorrow, and deal with the beautiful general according to his wishes." A breath of hot air sprayed onto her buttocks, and Persephone couldn't help but wiggle her buttocks, trying to avoid the man's harassment.

"White"

"Black"

"Red"

"I said this slut isn't wearing anything underneath..."

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The guests below shouted excitedly, guessing all sorts of colors.

"Mmm..." As old Fabregas leaned forward to slap her buttocks, his penis was also deeply pressed into her mouth. 　　The warm, moist esophagus pressed tightly against the sensitive glans, gently squeezing and contracting. "Ugh...it smells awful," Persephone's cheeks flushed; she couldn't be at ease in front of so many people. 　　Fabregas chuckled, "General, you're quite the slut. You've already started licking me before I've even spoken."

He 　　thrust a few times, his penis probing deep into her throat. 　　Persephone tilted her head back and licked upwards along the base of his penis. Stimulated by her tongue, it became even harder and hotter. "Ah...ugh...ugh..." It was too thick; her mouth couldn't hold it all. 　　In her struggle, the penis finally escaped her mouth, a thin strand of saliva connecting her rosy lips and glans—a truly lewd sight. 　　The penis swelled to its limit, the surrounding veins bulging on her skin, the thick pubic hair at the base like steel needles, pricking her eyes. 　　The old man's penis slapped against her face, Persephone blushing crimson with humiliation. 　　Forced to open her mouth again, the man's penis slowly entered her mouth amidst countless excited gazes. 　　Fabregas swayed back and forth, the beautiful Dragon City Major General performing oral sex on her so alluring. 　　"Ah...oh...wooo..." Suddenly, a strange moan escaped Persephone's mouth, which was blocked by the penis. It turned out that her firm, pert buttocks, taut by her military trousers, were being caressed by a large hand, while hot breath was being exhaled between her buttocks. 　　"Ah...who...what is he doing?" Persephone twisted her hips, trying to avoid the man's attack from behind. 　　“Haha… General Persephone’s buttocks are so soft and bouncy, and they even have a sweet fragrance.” An old man squatted behind her, his hands wrapped around her round buttocks, his face pressed tightly against them, inhaling her scent deeply. 　　“They feel so good too, once you put them on, you can’t take your eyes off them.” Another man couldn’t resist either, climbing onto the platform and grabbing her full breasts, kneading them roughly. 　　“Ah… no… ah… let go… waah… ah waah…” Persephone’s refusal was all swallowed back down. 　　“No need to struggle, General, your mission today is to satisfy the desires of everyone here. Don’t forget you signed a contract!” Fabregas thrust his hips forward triumphantly, making Persephone’s eyes roll back, almost choking to death. 　　“Waaah… yes, as long as I can get through these few days, Su… hold on, I’ll bring you back!” Persephone resignedly sucked on the penis in her mouth, no longer struggling. 　　The old man behind her, with obvious pleasure, forcefully spread her buttocks apart, buried his face in them, took a deep breath, and then looked up and exclaimed, "Oh...so fragrant." He then plunged back down, vigorously thrusting between her thighs. 　　"Ugh..." Even though there was still a layer of fabric between them, being so lewdly played with by an old man in front of so many people still made her feel extremely embarrassed. 　　With a "rip," the fabric tore easily from behind, revealing large expanses of her snow-white skin. 　　"Wow...so General doesn't wear underwear when he's in uniform," the old man said, his eyes burning with lust as he gazed at the mysterious cleavage. 　　"Ah...I saw it...that old man's breath was so close to me, he...he saw everything!" Although she had been mentally prepared, Persephone was still overwhelmed with shame. Her 　　extremely rounded, smooth, alabaster buttocks were pulled apart, completely exposing her private parts, and the white, tender mound of pubic hair covered her wide-open thighs. The soft, grayish-brown pubic hair couldn't completely cover the slightly parted petals. The small, pink opening, like a nipple, was slightly closed, protecting the moist, pink petals. At one end of the cleft, the clitoris, the size of a grain of rice, was still wrapped within the petals, revealing a hint of red. 　　"Look, everyone! There's nothing there!" The old man behind her excitedly stepped aside to let everyone see. 　　"What? Let me see!" 　　"Everyone move aside... I can't see..." 　　"Wow... she really isn't wearing any underwear! Her fair skin paired with her pink vulva is so beautiful! Looks like it hasn't been used in a long time!" The crowd below swarmed together to see Persephone's vulva. 　　"Old Arthur, if you can't hold back, hurry up and come down! I can't wait any longer!" 　　"Haha... don't rush, everyone gets a share!" Old Fabregas said with a smile. 　　The old man, squatting behind Persephone, grabbed her buttocks and spread them apart: "Come on, everyone, take a look at what the General's asshole looks like!" 　　Her snow-white buttocks, the deep cleft between them, forced open a pink chrysanthemum, revealing the tender red flesh inside. 　　"Ah...no..." Persephone's mind went blank. As she habitually sucked on the old man's penis, a rush of heat wafted from the forced-open opening, and a soft, wet tongue pressed against her. 　　The man's face was buried between her thighs, his tongue stretching out, constantly scratching the two sensitive orifices. 　　The mollusc-like tongue lingered between her anus and vaginal opening, the occasional touch of the sensitive clitoris sending shivers down her spine. 　　"Mmm...so good..." The old man not only scanned her buttocks with his tongue, but his large, hot hands also began to stroke her inner thighs, the silver-gray hair between her thighs being stroked by his fingers, raising goosebumps on her skin. 　　"Hmm... Persephone's pussy is truly exquisite, with an alluring fragrance. Judging by the intense contractions of her labia, it's easy to imagine how pleasurable penetration would be. Only a ninth-tier powerhouse like her could possess such a perfect pussy!" Old Arthur commented, licking her. 　　"Ah... Ah... Ugh..." Persephone's mouth was occupied, leaving her only able to let out helpless, seductive whimpers. "Ah! My ass is being played with by this trashy old man! They've seen everything about me..."

Sandwiched between two old men, Persephone was disheveled, her half-undone uniform revealing large expanses of her snow-white skin. She knelt there, desperately swallowing the penis of the man before her, her flawless white buttocks swaying up and down and side to side under the ministrations of the other man.

"Ah...ahhhhh!" Fabregas's penis suddenly increased the speed of its thrusting in her mouth, rapidly and intensely penetrating her throat. Saliva spilled from the corners of her mouth, and her throat visibly swelled. He had completely inserted his penis into Persephone's esophagus, stretching the narrow passage wide. Had it not been for her exceptional physical strength, these thrusts would likely have ruptured her throat. Even so, Persephone was being penetrated so much that her eyes rolled back, and she nearly fainted.

“Ah…it’s all inside! Oh…how can this be…so long…oh…so disgusting…oh oh oh oh…” Persephone’s fair chin was being slapped repeatedly by the old man’s dangling testicles, making her realize that she had actually swallowed the old man’s thick, long penis into her mouth, and she couldn’t help but feel a pang of panic.

Fabregas was extremely proud to be able to play with the most beautiful and ruthless general in Dragon City in front of the elders of various families. He thrust his hips forcefully, trying to break through the obstruction in her throat.

“Oh…oh…you slut, you’re usually so serious and cold, but today you won’t put on your stinking airs anymore, will you? Are you enjoying being fucked by me? Beg me to let you go, beg me to fuck your little cunt, and I’ll let you go.” He thrust in hard, his testicles almost shoving into her mouth. The glans penis was tightly enveloped by the esophagus, and the contractions caused by waves of nausea constantly squeezed the sensitive glans. The suction from the stomach spasms made the entire penis feel like it was being sucked into a warm, moist cavity, the pleasurable sensation almost maddening.

Persephone's mouth was bulging, saliva constantly spilling from the corners of her wide-open mouth, sliding down her snow-white neck. The intense humiliation filled her eyes with tears, but her pride as a strong woman prevented her from admitting defeat. She simply stared fiercely at the old man's face above her.

"Damn it, still won't beg for mercy!" Fabregas grinned maliciously. "Then I'll add some more spice to it. I wonder if our esteemed General Persephone has ever drunk a man's urine?"

Persephone's face turned deathly pale. "He... what is he going to do!"

Before she could struggle, she felt the already swollen penis in her throat suddenly grow even larger, followed by a gush of warm liquid being poured into her stomach.

"Ugh...ugh..." Persephone violently twisted her head, trying to break free, but powerless, she was held down by old Fabregas, unable to resist. In her fear, she urinated all the urine she had been holding back for so long into her stomach.

"Ugh...tongue...it's in...ugh...no..." Her sensitive labia were parted by nimble fingers, revealing the tender flesh inside, which was licked back and forth by a tongue. The friction between the tongue's protruding taste buds and the tender flesh brought waves of electric-like numbness.

Restrained and powerless to resist, Persephone's pathetic appearance under the two men's embrace excited all the men in the audience.

"Glug glug" Under the men's licking, her sensitive labia naturally secreted some love fluid, which the men immediately swallowed with a flick of their tongues.

Dragon City Secrets Chapter 5

After Fabregas finished urinating, his penis became even harder, and he violently rocked his waist back and forth.

“Oh…I’ll fuck you to death…I’ll fuck you, you slut…I’ll fuck your little mouth to pieces.”

“Ugh…ugh…ah…” Persephone struggled desperately, her head unable to move from side to side, but her throat was constantly being pounded by the penis.

“Pfft” Old Fabregas pulled the penis that was deep in her esophagus all the way out, and saliva that had been stored up for a long time gushed out of her mouth. “Cough cough…” Before she could react, a stream of white liquid sprayed onto her face from the glans of the engorged penis, which was gleaming with a lewd sheen.

“Ah…so hot…” Persephone was startled by the sudden attack, then realized that the old man had not only urinated in her mouth, but also ejaculated on her face.

“Ah…hah…hah…ah…” Persephone gasped for breath, almost suffocating from being penetrated by the penis for so long, and she didn’t even care that the sticky liquid dripped into her mouth from her wide-open lips.

"Ugh..." Powerless, she could only close her eyes in shame, enduring this lewd assault. Warm semen continued to spray onto her face, sliding down her cheeks and dripping down to her lips.

The semen clung to her rational face, forming a slippery trail at the corner of her mouth.

The elegant and incomparably beautiful face of the most alluring female general in Dragon City was stained with the man's bodily fluids. Under the light, her beautiful face beneath her long silver-gray hair was covered with the strong-smelling semen. At this moment, her appearance, tainted by desire, was so tempting.

"Old Fabregas, you've already ejaculated, it's time for us!" A fat man below couldn't hold back any longer. Seeing Fabregas ejaculate, he happily wanted to take him down.

"Haha..." Fabregas laughed, "Not so fast. This is just the appetizer, the main show hasn't started yet, how can I get off!" As he spoke, his limp penis slowly hardened again at a visible speed.

"Hmph..." Seeing the old man's defiant attitude, Persephone's disheveled face revealed a mocking smile: "Old man, you're already past your prime, yet you still rely on these drugs to conquer women."

*Slap!* Old Fabregas's face darkened with rage. He turned and slapped Persephone's shapely buttocks hard. One slap after another followed, the relentless blows turning her fair, delicate buttocks bright red and almost dripping blood.

"Ugh..." Although the pain was nothing compared to the injuries she sustained in battle, being so humiliated by a mere nobleman in front of a crowd still made her cheeks flush and burn.

"This disgrace! And you still dare to call yourself a nobleman! I... I will repay you all!"

Persephone gritted her teeth, refusing to utter a sound.

"Why aren't you making a sound?" Old Fabregas thrust his lower body, rubbing and slapping his penis against her disheveled face. "Cry... beg me to fuck you while you're crying, or your Sue is beyond saving."

"Did you see that?" The old man pointed at the crowd below the stage. "After satisfying me, you'll have to satisfy everyone here. I reckon you won't be getting any rest for the next five days."

After saying that, the old man moved behind her, waved his hand to shoo Old Arthur aside, and under his annoyed gaze, "slap!" another slap landed hard on Persephone's buttocks, making her red buttocks sway a few times in the air, and then her buttocks were pulled apart.

"Ah?!... Is it coming?!"

"Hahahaha!" The old man laughed loudly. "Major General Persephone, your beautiful little cunt will be occupied today by this fourth-rank old guy that you usually don't care about. You'd better remember this!"

"Gurgle gurgle" The old man's thick, long penis pushed into her honey hole through her wet flower lips.

Feeling her petals being pressed tightly against by a hot object, then forcibly forced open, before she could even prepare herself, that large, fiery thing squeezed in, a tearing pain shooting through her tender vaginal opening.

"Mmm... ah... ah..." Persephone tilted her head back, her eyes wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling. "In... in..."

The old man was incredibly excited by the act of possessing Persephone, the dream girl of every man in Dragon City. His hands, gripping her buttocks, held her tightly, and his hard penis thrust forward with a sudden surge.

With a soft "plop," Persephone finally regained consciousness, only to find her entire soft, narrow opening completely filled by a throbbing, erect penis.

"Ugh... ah... yaah!" Persephone blushed and gritted her teeth, but couldn't help letting out a low, painful cry. "Ah... ha... so long... so uncomfortable... he... so rough..."

Resistance was useless; she had lost all strength, as if conquered by the old man, limply leaning against the wooden frame for support.

The thick, long penis piercing her body caused a tearing, stabbing pain. Persephone's forehead was covered in sweat, her mouth agape as she gasped for breath.

The old man slowly thrust his penis in and out of Persephone's vagina, each time his penis broke through her labia and pushed inward, causing Persephone's upper body to tremble and arch forward, her full breasts swaying with each movement.

Her hands were suspended from a wooden frame, the tightly bound chains clanging mercilessly as she struggled, firmly securing her in place. The old man gripped her waist and hips tightly, thrusting rapidly from behind, ignoring her pain. Her struggles seemed to act as an aphrodisiac, fueling his thrusts even more intensely.

After a short while, when he was certain his penis was fully inside her, he began to swing his hips at wide angles, thrusting forcefully.

His glans pressed against the cervix at the end of her vagina, feeling its slight pulsation. He rubbed his glans heavily against the opening, grinding it against the firm, throbbing walls of her vagina. The small bumps inside Persephone's strong vagina, the friction sending shivers down his spine, aroused him greatly. Each thrust sent her body flying forward, his lower abdomen slapping against her white buttocks with a loud "smack, smack."

*Thud, thud, thud!* *Thump thump thump! Thump thump thump!* The intense impact of her fair, shapely buttocks against the old man's crotch made Persephone's body sway precariously. Had it not been for the cruel wooden frame still holding her up, she would likely have collapsed to the ground.

"Ah...ah...ah ha...ah um...um...um...um...um um um um um um um..."

"Haha...you little slut, how does it feel?" Fabregas was very satisfied to see Persephone involuntarily moaning with his movements. He reached his hands forward from behind and grabbed her full, perky breasts.

When his penis entered Persephone's vagina, the semen remaining on the glans was stained by her constantly writhing vagina. Instantly, the mutated cells that had been waiting in her body for so long began to activate. These cells were the latest achievement of the Dragon City Laboratory. Each cell possessed endless vitality. Once they discovered sperm in a woman's body, they would quickly approach and fuse, producing a strange energy that would then attach to her nerves, causing the woman to lose herself and become addicted to desire.

At this moment, the sperm inside her vagina were being devoured by cells, then quickly rushed to the delicate nerves, emitting bursts of energy that caused the nerves to vibrate slightly.

Her legs and chest were simultaneously occupied by the man, his deep breaths filling her ears. Persephone fearfully felt her body, after being repeatedly played with, finally being taken over. Her body gradually turned red and hot from the man's rubbing, and the depths of her body between her snow-white legs grew increasingly hot under the old man's thrusts.

"Such a wonderful little hole, so tight and hot with such strong suction, it feels like countless little mouths are licking me… truly a top-quality hole…" the old man thrust happily.

"Ah… ah… my lower abdomen is so hot! Isn't it over yet? Why are you still going on… there… I can’t… I can’t take it anymore…" Even a seasoned prostitute would reach orgasm from the continuous, prolonged friction on her sensitive areas, let alone Persephone, who hadn't done this in a long time. Her body slowly lost control.

"Puff puff puff," the prolonged, continuous thrusting of the man caused her vagina to automatically secrete a lubricating fluid, moistening her already dry and aching vagina.

Regardless of willpower, the mature woman's body produced a normal sexual response to this stimulation, and with the added effect of the drug, her wet vagina began to involuntarily twist and entwine with the constantly moving penis.

"Hmm...it's all wet inside. Didn't I satisfy you earlier?" the old man said smugly, noticing the woman's change. "Still sucking me? So dry, you slut, still not satisfied? Let everyone see your lewdness!" He increased the speed of his thrusts.

"Scream...not screaming? Still not screaming?...Slut, watch me fuck you to death, ah...ah...ahhhhhh!" The old man gripped the woman's buttocks tightly with both hands, shaking her violently, the point of contact producing a series of loud "slap slap slap" sounds.

"Ugh... Waaah..." Persephone's lips were tightly pressed together, her body swaying violently back and forth as the old man thrust into her. Her neatly styled hair fell loose, a few strands clinging to her face, damp with sweat.

Although Persephone had temporarily lost her powers, her body's resilience remained. The tender flesh within her vagina writhed continuously, bringing the old man a long-lost pleasure.

His lower abdomen slammed violently against Persephone's buttocks, his two testicles slapping rapidly against the sensitive clitoris at the entrance of her vulva.

"Ah... Mm..." Persephone's lower abdomen tingled and softened as her clitoris was slapped. Her nipples were already numb, but under this unusual impact, her body, deprived of its virginity, began to feel pleasure under the influence of the mutated cells.

"Ah...how could this be...feeling something..." Persephone's mind was in chaos, a sense of fear rising within her. "How could this be? Could it be the effect of that drug? Didn't Helen say my body could resist all aphrodisiacs?" But she didn't know that this wasn't an aphrodisiac, but rather a transformation of her body from the inside out. If this continued, her body would sink into a sea of semen like an addict, forever.

"Ah...what is this feeling? My body is so hot...especially my chest and groin...the pain of the man's penetration seems to be getting lighter and lighter..."

"Ah...ahhhhhh...come on, Persephone, let's climax together! I haven't played with a strong woman in a long time since Bloody Mary..." The old man felt he was about to ejaculate, he thrust desperately, howling with pleasure.

"Ah...ah ha!...This feeling of making love...is really...oh...no...I have to hold back, I can't succumb!" At the crucial moment, Persephone was jolted awake by the old man's words, remembering the legendary Bloody Mary, the idol of these female dragon riders. Though incredibly powerful, she ultimately succumbed to this constant humiliation, becoming a plaything for men, disappearing into the annals of history, leaving only scattered legends.

Dragon City Secrets Chapter Six

. Persephone could hardly believe her body's reaction; under the impact of the old man's penis, she had no chance to resist. A tingling, warm current slowly rose from deep within her lower body, waves of pleasure surging towards her.

The two bodies swayed violently on the high platform, Persephone's full breasts swaying shamelessly, her silver-gray hair scattered across her smooth, white skin, her uncontrollable moans echoing in the hall like melodious celestial music.

“Ah…ahhh…so deep…ah…no…too big…uh…”

(How could I…make a sound…I don’t want to…I can’t control this feeling…uh…ah…ha…this old man is a despicable and ugly man, I am being insulted by them, I can’t feel anything…ha ah…) “Puff puff puff”

“Hmm…ah…um…hmm…ah…how…ah…so intense…” The changes in her body confused Persephone. Although she didn’t want to make a sound, she couldn’t help but moan involuntarily as the old man attacked her, depending on the angle of his penetration.

Persephone was brutally raped, and her desperate pleas aroused the desires of all the men present. Many had already unzipped their pants and pulled out their penises, having the maids masturbate them, ready to take over at any moment.

Persephone, filled with shame and anger, suppressed her inner turmoil, trying to calm herself and regain control of her body, which had been overtaken by pleasure.

"Ah...ah...ah ha...um..." Fabregas excitedly said to the woman before him, who was helplessly moaning as he assaulted her, "General, now please accept my semen. I will shoot it all inside you, not a single drop will be wasted..."

"Ah...ah...no...don't...ah ah ah...hot...so hot...ah ah ah...no ah ah!!!"

"Pfft pfft pfft pfft..." Streams of hot liquid spurted from the tip of his penis, breaking through the vaginal barrier, striking her uterus like bullets. Persephone felt as if her stomach was being filled, a surge of heat rushing upwards from her lower abdomen to her head.

"Ah...it came...it came inside...ah...the man's semen...it's all inside..." Old Fabregas's back spasms gradually subsided, the white, cloudy semen had all been injected into Persephone's body. He rested, his face resting on the woman's shoulder, panting heavily.

*Plop* Old Fabregas's penis slowly and limply fell out, *Gurgle* A stream of white liquid flowed down his thighs, dripping onto the platform.

"Ah...ah...ah ha...ah ha..." Persephone, her hands dangling there, slumped down as if dead, her silver-gray hair falling slowly over her body with her gradually calming breaths.

Four waiters then came up and pulled down the wooden frame that restrained her. Special shackles fixed her head and hands together, and her feet were also fixed to the sides of the platform. Then the shackles began to slowly descend, and Persephone, unable to resist, was forced into a 90-degree forward-bending position. Her labia minora, which had just been violated and were filled with semen, protruded outwards. "Ugh...so good...that's fucking awesome!" Old Fabregas recovered and slapped Persephone's buttocks. He turned to the crowd below and said, "Now this female general of Dragon City is yours to do with as you please. Do whatever you want with her. The body of a ninth-level expert is not something ordinary people can taste. Even if it is damaged badly, as long as the head is still intact, it can be repaired!" "

Oh..." The gentlemen below began to push forward frantically. Persephone gritted her teeth, her face flushed. So many people, could I handle it?

"Mmm..." Persephone's eyes were tightly closed, her cheeks flushed with shame and anger. Behind her, countless people were crammed together, countless fingers thrusting in and out of her tight little hole, not even sparing her anus—at least three fingers were inside at once. Her entire body felt as if it were being torn apart from the bottom up. Her soft, white breasts were being squeezed and kneaded by several hands. Even in front of her eyes, three penises were swaying, rubbing and slapping against her face. The men's penises were unexpectedly foul-smelling, rubbing against Persephone's beautiful face, making her eyes and mouth tightly closed, but her nose was still slightly dizzy from the stench.

"Don't rush, everyone. We have five days starting today, enough time for all of us to enjoy every part of her body." Seeing the crowd crammed behind her, old Fabregas sat on the sofa and said with a grin.

"That's right...didn't you hear me? Get in line at the back, you're next!" Soon, two men who had drawn lots came to her side, while those who hadn't drawn lots stood aside, continuing to caress her limbs and body.

One of the two was the fat patriarch of the Arthur family, who had been standing behind her licking her vulva but had been pushed aside by Fabregas and the others. After drawing the first spot, the fat Arthur family member, who had been watching for a while, couldn't contain himself any longer. He rushed to Persephone, grabbed her silver-gray hair, and forced his semi-erect penis towards her mouth.

"...Ah...um..." Persephone's tightly closed mouth was forcefully pinched open, and then a pungent, limp penis was shoved into her mouth.

"Ugh...wooo..."

The fat Arthur gripped Persephone's hair tightly, his hips swaying back and forth.

With the man's penis thrusting in and out of her mouth, occasionally hitting deep into her throat, Persephone couldn't help but cough violently, her shoulders shaking.

Her unbearable shame and pain excited the man even more, and his hips began to move faster.

"Ah...I can't breathe...uh...uh..." She forcefully pressed her tongue against the fat man's glans, trying to push the penis out.

"Wow...your tongue is so soft...so good..." The fat man, in ecstasy, quickened the thrusting of his penis, "glug glug," constantly squeezing out strands of saliva from her forced-open mouth.

"Mmm..." Her eyes were slightly closed, her warm cheek pressed against her lower abdomen, the moist mucous membrane in her mouth enveloping his penis.

Looking at the defenseless Persephone before him, dressed in the uniform of a Dragon City general, the usually aloof and unapproachable female general kneeling before him giving him oral sex, the man became even more excited.

Watching Persephone's mouth being penetrated by the man's penis, another man stood behind the bound female general, reached out and ripped off her already tattered military pants, revealing large patches of white fabric.

He leaned down and smelled her hair, one hand beginning to caress her buttocks, then unceremoniously unzipped his own pants, straightened his position, and thrust his hips forward.

"Pfft..."

"Ugh..." Persephone let out a muffled groan from her gagged mouth.

Her still-recovering vagina felt a tearing, stinging pain as an incredibly hard penis pierced her body.

Before she could react, the penis thrust in and out of her vagina a few times, becoming covered in a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen, before being withdrawn. Then, a hot, round head pressed against her anus between her buttocks.

"Ah... what is he doing?"

(Pfft) Holding her buttocks firmly with both hands, the man slowly pushed his penis into her anus.

The thick penis slowly pushed in, and her rectum reacted to the intrusion of the foreign object, contracting and tightening in waves.

"Ugh... so tight!" The man thrust in forcefully, inserting his entire penis, the tight rectum causing his penis to ache painfully.

"Ah... no..." Persephone finally shed tears of humiliation. As the general of the Dark Dragon Knights, she was being casually penetrated in the anus by an ordinary human. She helplessly twisted her buttocks, trying to resist, but the man's hand slapped down hard on her firm and elastic buttocks.

"Ah...ahhhhh!! Pull it out!!!" Persephone writhed, but this only brought her more intense pain. "How...how could I be spanked by someone like this..."

Her buttocks were tightly held, and the man's enormous glans was slowly penetrating deeper. The tearing sensation was intense; her anus felt like it was on fire, the tight anal muscles being ripped apart by the penis like a saw. Her mind went blank, filled with terror, shame, and pain. The

hot penis felt like it was being tightly enveloped by a small mouth; even moving it was difficult. The heat inside her intestines baked the nerves on the penis, churning against the sensitive glans as Persephone struggled. The man was so aroused that he didn't want to pull out, and with another forceful thrust, he slowly pushed the penis in.

"Ugh..." Persephone's body shuddered, and just as she was about to struggle, the man behind her slammed into her again, their lower abdomens and buttocks meeting abruptly.

Suddenly, the glans pierced through her rectum, reaching the bend at the end, where the penis pushed it inwards. The layers of intestines behind it writhed incessantly, like countless tentacles gently touching the glans.

The pain of being brutally violated in her anus caused Persephone to tilt her head back.

"Oh... um..." The penis in her mouth, due to the tilting of her head and the forward sway of her body, plunged its long shaft into her throat.

"Oh oh oh oh..." Fat Arthur hadn't expected Persephone to give him deepthroating. Already aroused and desperately trying to hold back, his sensitive glans was tightly gripped by the wet esophagus below, a tingling sensation rising from below. Then, all the heat in his body concentrated in one point, erupting violently.

"Oh... hot... again... again... um... so smelly..." A surge of heat from deep in her throat poured into her stomach again, the sticky, foul-smelling liquid still lingering in her mouth, burning and softening her already wavering will.

After Arthur ejaculated, his penis quickly slid limply out of her mouth. Her empty throat convulsed with a violent cough, and white saliva gushed from her slightly parted red lips.

"Move aside...it's my turn..." Another man rushed onto the platform, shoving Arthur aside and standing in front of Persephone. His pants were already off, his upper body was fully clothed, but his lower body was completely naked, his thick, long penis swaying in front of her: "Come on, give me a suck!"

"Ugh...no...ahhh..." Before Persephone could finish speaking, the swaying penis was already inserted into her mouth again. "Ahhh...ahhh..."

Both her front and back orifices were occupied by the huge penis. The rapid, violent thrusting wave after wave of attack left her mind blank. Finally, she couldn't withstand the frenzied thrusting and almost fell into a coma.

"Ah..." A sharp pain shot through her lower body. Persephone was horrified to realize that several fingers had somehow grasped her exposed labia. Fingers slid across her sensitive labia, while others parted the petals, gently rubbing her most sensitive clitoris. This made her tremble. Two fingers even penetrated her, teasing her and occasionally stretching her vagina wide open. The thought of countless eyes staring at her unopened labia, the exposed flesh exposed to all, filled her with shame and rage, almost causing her to faint.

Just as she was struggling to endure the pain, the penis thrusting into her anus suddenly accelerated. She then realized with horror that the penis was also growing thicker and hotter.

"Oh... I'm going to cum too..." the man shouted, ejaculating his semen into Persephone's rectum.

"Oh...so hot...again...it's inside again..." Contrary to her mental resistance, her body seemed to welcome the man's semen, compressing the space and absorbing every last drop.

After the penis was withdrawn, her rectum still contracted thirstily. She hadn't even recovered from the sensation of the semen being deeply ejaculated inside her before another penis occupied her long-empty vagina.

"Ah!" Darkness enveloped her. She felt a large head inside her vagina; a hot iron rod had swiftly pierced her honeypot.

The scalding glans effortlessly forced open the outer labia and entered Persephone's already wet slit. The hammer-like glans filled the walls of her vagina, while the grooves below and behind it rubbed against the inner labia, beginning its relentless, forceful thrusting.

Having lost her powers, Persephone was unaware of the fierce battle unfolding at the cellular level within her body. In her semen-saturated uterus and intestines, countless alien cells, like an army, rapidly merged and fused with the sperm, transforming into a spiky, alternative cell that began its attack on her body. Each cell, upon piercing a normal cell, immediately converted it into its own, simultaneously stimulating surrounding nerves to further assimilate it. During this cellular onslaught, more and more nerves controlling her desires began to soften from their taut state, then trembled violently as if an electric current was flowing through them.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." In the slowly rising, numbing pleasure, Persephone began to slowly succumb to the man's onslaught, losing her strength, her physical resistance gradually disappearing under the effects of the drug.

Persephone only felt her vaginal fluids slowly flowing out; although a burning, stinging pain remained inside her, an itching sensation from within was growing increasingly intense. Her brow furrowed slightly, her slender waist swaying gently. The intense shame that had gripped Persephone's mind slowly faded, replaced by boundless lust!

Countless men were relentlessly ravaging her. In her blurred consciousness, she could only feel waves of sweet pleasure surging within her burning lower abdomen, crashing against her barely maintained willpower like ocean waves. The continuous

thrusts in her lower abdomen sent Persephone's body swaying back and forth, the friction intensifying against her sensitive vagina, the sensitive areas deep within her being relentlessly pounded.

The men's thrusts made her mind wander, her body trembling in agony. Her uterus was stained with filthy semen, and the fear and disgust mixed with the pleasure brought by the penises, making her feel like she was about to die. Unprecedented pleasure surged wave after wave, overwhelming her, making her burn with heat, and she gasped for breath.

Her mouth, vagina, anus, uterus, chest, and face were all covered in a white, sticky fluid. Persephone was no longer conscious; the man's voice seemed to have disappeared, only endless pleasure continued to surge within her…

[The End]

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