[Infinitely Crossing the Flower-Cheating Path] Part 1

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Author 　　: God Favors Me 　　Published 　　on the forum on October 27 　　,
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**************** 　　... 　　Because any normal person, after kidnapping and imprisoning the female assistant of a priest sent from the capital, and then 　　engaging in a threesome and gang rape, would find a secluded place. Something 　　like a hidden room, an underground cell, or even a farmhouse or hut outside the fortress where few people would go. 　　But what did these two do? They were having a wild time in the storage room of the carpentry workshop inside the castle, 　　without even bothering to wash or clean themselves. The woman, chained and handcuffed, reeked of semen and vaginal fluids 　　, combined with the stench of their sweat—so strong that it 　　could be clearly smelled even through the wooden door. 　　What kind of place is the carpentry workshop? Whether it's repairing ballistae, crossbows, or catapults for the garrison, maintaining and 　　repairing railings, handrails, and stair treads throughout the castle, or even the logistics officer in charge of supplies needing to repair or 　　add new barrels and crates, all these tasks require carpenters 　　and apprentices from the army, the castle garrison, and the city's commoners to come here to retrieve tools and materials, and sometimes even to perform the work themselves. 　　Normally, carpentry work in the fortress isn't too heavy, but now the Ork barbarians in the northern wastelands 　　and the undead in the frozen tombs are making unusual movements, and the entire front is in preparation for war. The army and the castle need to 　　carefully inspect military supplies, repairing and replacing anything damaged or old as soon as possible. 　　The wooden door to the storage room for spare tools and cleaning miscellaneous items in the carpentry workshop doesn't block out much sound or smell, and because of the increased preparation work 　　, the storage room will be opened sooner or later. It was nothing short of a miracle that they managed to toy with the woman for a day and a half before 　　being discovered by two carpenters and their apprentices who happened to pass by the door. 　　These two men were not ordinary farmers, servants of nobles, or apprentices of craftsmen— 　　they both came from respectable backgrounds. One, younger than the other, was the son of Sir Antar, 　　the youngest son of Earl Charles, one of the three great knights of the empire, who had followed in his father's footsteps and become a knight himself. He 　　himself served as a low-ranking squire under Sir Antar, responsible for the maintenance and 　　polishing of Antar's knightly armor. The other, in his early thirties, was the son of the steward of Sir Mueller 　　, whose family had guarded the city for generations. He was also Sir Mueller's eldest son and a squire to the Holy Knight, Sir Thomas. If they could accumulate merit over a 　　generation or two, perhaps their descendants would have a chance to infiltrate the nobility 　　. 　　Monk simply couldn't understand how these two men would ruin their futures and even risk their lives just to gang 　　rape and toy with a woman for two days. Even from his 　　perspective as a seasoned womanizer—a veteran with countless lovers, three wives, and a virgin since the age of twelve—Cecilia was 　　one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, a true "stunning beauty" in the eyes of ordinary people. But 　　even this didn't seem to explain why these two, knowing they might have to pay with their lives for her, would 　　act so simply and brutally, without any pretense or planning. It was as if they were ready to have sex and be done with it, 　　as if they wouldn't live together anymore. 　　That's why he hadn't immediately killed these two—one twenty-two, the other thirty, 　　quite young for someone in his sixties—after arresting them. He wanted to know if there was 　　a deeper reason behind this, something he didn't understand. Was there some conspiracy 　　or something like that? Or was it someone who instigated or instructed them to abandon their promising futures and their lives 　　to do such a thing? 　　But just as he, accompanied by the fortress's interrogator and the city's sheriff's deputy, entered the prison's torture chamber 　　to personally oversee the interrogation of the two young men, the older man, a 　　man in his early thirties, suddenly looked up. His hands and feet, cuffed to the wall, suddenly extended his right hand! The three interrogators, 　　along with two attendants, an executioner, and two guards—nearly ten people in total—thought they were seeing things. After a moment of concentration, 　　they looked again. He had indeed extended his right hand towards Duke Monk, retracting four fingers and 　　raising his middle finger high in the middle. But his right hand was clearly still cuffed to the wall. So where did this right hand, including his forearm, upper arm, and shoulder 　　, come from? 　　"Goodbye, you idiots! I'm going back. Goodbye, you bunch of morons!" 　　After shouting this in a language they couldn't understand, 　　the image of a young man—completely different in appearance and build from the rather unattractive thirty-something knight's attendant and steward's son, at least considerably more handsome — 　　floated out of this body. Beside him, from the body of the twenty-two-year-old youth, floated a pale-faced man with large eyes, thin eyebrows 　　, and a pointed chin. These two figures, whether spirits or ghosts, slowly rose before the terrified nobles 　　, guards, and attendants, rising about a foot and a half 　　before 　　vanishing completely in a flash of white light, leaving the witnesses bewildered and exchanging bewildered glances. 　　********** ...

"And you can get as much essence as you want!" The young man, who was originally seen as a somewhat effeminate pretty boy
, was still solidifying in the void and had not yet fully formed when he shouted in a girlish, delicate voice.
After her naked body was completely solidified and gained physical form, she rushed towards the
young man who had possessed the thirty-year-old man not far away and threw herself into his arms.
He laughed "Hahaha," saying, "Of course, who am I?
Have I ever made a mistake in what I told you?" He lifted her up by her round, firm, and plump buttocks,
pressed her close to his body, and then let her fall. Her open vulva, with her legs spread apart, swallowed his
already erect and hardened thick penis into her body. Where her clitoris should have been, there was instead
a small, white, delicate penis, only half the length and thickness of her man's. It
was being squeezed against his lower abdomen by his strong embrace, and the glans, shyly peeking out from under the foreskin
, was being pressed and rubbed against his abdominal muscles.
"My little darling, besides consuming the essence I give you, because you're intersex,
you can also gain another essence by sleeping with women. I guessed this would be
the case from the moment I took you in. As a follower, your advancement is much slower than mine. With this extra benefit
, you can keep up with my pace a little more." The man spoke slowly while fucking the intersex beauty's smooth, tender cunt.
At first, his intersex slave could still moan and listen
to her master's words, but soon she started screaming loudly, her mind wandering and confused from the fucking
.
Then, the man lifted her up and carried her to the bed, his two swollen, perky breasts being kneaded and squeezed in his hands,
changing their shape, and occasionally revealing snow-white flesh between his fingers. As the man
ejaculated wave after wave of semen into her vagina, then inserted his left index finger into her anus and played with it, while his right hand
played with her penis, which was more than half the size of his, she shook her long, black hair, thrust her high
breasts forward, raised her body off the bed, and arched her back in ecstasy. Her vagina gushed with vaginal
fluid, and her penis shyly ejaculated a spurt of semen, which didn't spray very high before falling back onto her stomach
.
This intercourse, which had no foreplay whatsoever, lasted less than ten minutes, yet the hermaphrodite girl had already
reached orgasm. Meanwhile, the man who was fucking her, although he had ejaculated, his penis
remained stiff and erect. He
slowly withdrew his penis from the little slave girl's vagina, which had been thoroughly fucked until she was relaxed and panting.
As soon as the glans withdrew from the vaginal opening, semen began to trickle out before her labia closed.
With one hand on each side, he lifted the hermaphrodite slave girl's buttocks off the bed, then
pressed his body against her. His hard, large penis plunged straight into her exposed anus. "Ugh!
Awooo!" she cried out as his thick penis invaded her anus, the brutal insertion almost tearing
her anal canal. The glans reached the very end of her rectum.
The man looked down, admiring the hermaphrodite slave girl's furrowed brows and contorted expression from the pain, while listening
to her moans and groans of pleasure amidst her cries of pain and the throbbing of penetration. He reached out and began to play
with the little penis of the woman beneath him, which had softened into a small snake after ejaculation. A few strokes and caresses caused it
to become erect again, hard and erect. As his fingers occasionally stroked the glans, while his other fingers
gently teased the base of the shaft, the woman moaned "uh-huh" for only a few minutes before she couldn't hold
back any longer and ejaculated.
This weak ejaculation caused almost all the semen to flow down her glans onto her own penis and
the man's fingers. He rubbed his now-softened penis with his fingers, wiping
away as much semen as possible. Then he handed his semen-covered hand to
the female slave, whose breasts were being vigorously kneaded by his thrusts, and commanded, "Come, swallow all your own semen, and then lick your master's hand
clean."
(End of Chapter One)
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