【Justice Female Ranger 3】

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I stumbled and staggered in that direction, the ground covered in filthy mud and garbage. Just as I thought
I was almost at the deepest part of the settlement and was considering whether to turn back, I noticed
several figures gathered in a large, dilapidated tent not far ahead.
"...Six brothers and sisters have left us, Aglas, are you satisfied with this outcome?" Before
I even entered the tent, I heard a woman's voice.
"Keep your voice down, Dores!" a man's voice roared. "Just as you all thought, this is not what I wanted
."
"Now we don't even know if Taresa is alive or dead, or who kidnapped her! This time the humans are blaming
us again, and we don't even know where Taresa is. Soon the royal army will turn this place upside down
and crush us like cockroaches in a sealed can!" The woman continued arguing. 　　"Enough! Shut up, Dorese!" another man's voice rang out. After a moment of silence, he 　　suddenly said, "Guests outside, please come in and tell us your intentions." I was startled and somewhat embarrassed. After all
, 　　 I had come to deliver a message, and if the royal army found out, 　　I would be accused of treason. Yet here I was, like a petty thief eavesdropping on someone's conversation, and now I'd been caught. 　　 I lifted the curtain and entered the room. Inside, five elves—four men and one woman—glared at me angrily. They had delicate features 　　, long, narrow eyes, and a slightly sinister look. The men were all forest elves with dark brown skin and slender 　　, tall figures. The one standing by the table seemed to be their leader, slightly larger than the others. The woman 　　was a night elf with beautiful skin that glowed with a pale blue light. While not stunningly beautiful, she was alluring, with a graceful figure 　　. Her breasts weren't as large as mine, but they were still round and full. Her hips were narrow, making her legs 　　appear exceptionally long. 　　 They looked at me silently, demanding to know my identity. After all, humans rarely entered this place, 　　let alone a human woman. 　　 I took a deep breath, calmed myself, and said, "Hello, I am Red-Haired Violet." 　　 Everyone's eyes shifted from anger to surprise, then from surprise to confusion. But they remained silent. 　　 "The Talesa you're talking about must be the girl you rescued from the execution ground, right? She's with me now 　　, she's safe." 　　For 　　a long time, they were silent. Finally, the one who seemed to be the leader spoke: "Hello, human, 　　my name is Aggras, from the secret organization in Vislan City." As soon as he finished speaking, the dark elf woman quickly grabbed 　　Aggras's hand. "It's alright, Dores. She's willing to tell us her identity, and in exchange, we 　　must tell her ours. Although we can't be sure if you are truly Red-Haired Violet." The elves 　　are too righteous, which is why they've ended up in such a miserable state. I thought to myself. 　　 "How can we trust you? Human… Miss?" another person asked. 　　 “Call me Valentina,” I said, my real name. It seemed I needed to give them a real example. 　　“Two years ago in Eastland, four elven women were gang-raped and murdered. Two of the murderers were found a month later on a 　　farm, ten arrows stuffed into their anuses.” I paused. “I did it.” 　　 “Even the prostitutes at the Galloping Horse brothel know about this,” the female dark elf said dismissively, glancing at me from head to toe. 　　This double entendre infuriated me; on one hand, it implied the story was already widely known; on the other, it implied 　　I was just a prostitute who knew about it. 　　 The men around her tried to suppress their laughter, but their pale faces turned bright red. 　　 “Keep your mouth shut, don’t let it leak like your lower mouth,” one 　　of the men beside her mocked. This remark caused everyone present to burst into laughter. Dores's eyes practically blazed with rage, her face 　　flushed crimson, yet she silently turned and sat down in a corner, no longer uttering a sound. 　　 I wasn't interested in their lewd jokes, but I was utterly astonished that a race like theirs would say such things 　　. Weren't they the ones who constantly praised the moon and meadows, sang of sunshine and forests? 　　These laughing elves before me, however, were as rude and uncouth as dwarves. 　　 "There's another way to prove it," Aglas said, walking up to me, half a head taller, looking down 　　at me with a slightly condescending gaze, his eyes gleaming with wickedness. He whispered in my ear, "It's said that Red-Haired Violet has a violet flower on her labia." 　　His warm tone tickled my earlobe, and at the same time, I instantly felt a finger precisely pressed against my labia 　　. I involuntarily shuddered. 　　 "Hey, how did you know about my...?" I quickly backed away. "I came to help you, and this is how you 　　treat your benefactor?" Though I said this, I secretly wondered if their penises 　　were as long as their bodies, since I'd never been with elves before. 　　 "You're more famous than you think, Miss Violet. There are countless stories about you circulating! And you just 　　admitted it yourself." He smiled wickedly. I blushed, crossing my arms to protect myself, but my 　　chest involuntarily thrust upwards. 　　 "Besides, legend has it that Miss Violet's body is extraordinary. Not only is her figure as beautiful as a Valkyrie, but..." 　　"Enough! I've heard it countless times..." I said. Being talked about behind my back is one thing, but being 　　flattered to my face is unbearable. 　　 "I've also heard that her body is very sensitive," Dorex, sitting in the corner, added fuel to the fire with a mocking 　　smile. 　　 "I've said enough!" I was burning with anger, feeling as ashamed as if I'd been stripped naked and masturbated in front of them. 　　"If you're only interested in my body, I think we don't need to talk anymore." I turned to leave. 　　 "Wait, Miss Valentina, we're sorry, we were just testing you. Please look here." Agras grabbed my hand.

I turned around and saw Doris raise her hand behind her back, a dark crystal ball emitting an eerie glow.
"Doris is a dark sorceress. She possesses the magic to see into human minds. We deliberately provoked you to verify
if you were truly the Red-Haired Violet. Now we know you are the embodiment of justice and beauty, the goddess of wisdom and beauty
. Please forgive our rudeness." Everyone knelt before me, heads bowed.
So their vulgarity and obscenity were all an act. Although I felt somewhat used, I was at least relieved
.
Without further ado, they prepared to rescue Talesa from the inn under the cover of night. It wasn't appropriate for me to remain in
the inn, so I stayed with the dark sorceress Doris until the men returned.
Although I was somewhat reluctant—why couldn't a girl help like a man?—I felt I should. "We appreciate your help," Aggras said, "
but please rest. Although we don't have the best food here, please enjoy our
sweet fruit." Doris brought out a bowl overflowing with various fruits; such hospitality was hard to
refuse.
However, based on my many interactions with the elves, their suspicious nature suggested they wanted to use me as a hostage.
Who could say for sure that a female ranger might occasionally do something bad?
I ate the delicious grapes, wondering why such a poor place had so much fruit. Doris
and I waited for Aggras and the others to return.
"Are those rumors true?" Doris suddenly asked.
"What? Oh, you mean…the rumors about me? What are you referring to?" I asked.
"Your legend, Miss Valentina, your story, and…your body…" She looked at me provocatively
, toying with a cherry.
To be honest, I'm not against having sex with girls, but this direct question made me feel a little embarrassed
.
"Maybe some things are true, you see, I won't remember so many things." I deliberately changed the subject, lowering my gaze
to avoid her eyes.
"Hey, there's nothing to be shy about, we're both girls..." She touched my bare arm, and I
pulled away slightly. "Wow, what do you use to care for your skin? Goat milk?" She then touched my thigh, which was covered by a short skirt, and I
flinched slightly. She squeezed it hard: "Smooth as whale blubber, yet so shapely and long! Tell me! Good sister
, tell me!" She pulled me closer, pressing her soft breasts against my arm.
"I'm just... naturally like this... I haven't eaten anything special..." I tried to pull my hand away, but she
held me tightly.
Her lips were very close, a silvery-gray color unique to elves. We looked at each other for a few seconds, and suddenly she seemed
incredibly sexy, so I couldn't resist kissing her.
"Ugh...ugh...ah!" Inside her warm, moist mouth, her tongue coiled around mine like a snake,
pulling me into her mouth. While coiling around my tongue, she constantly rubbed the tip of her tongue against my tongue's surface, making me feel
as if I were completely bound by her. I instantly snapped out of it and quickly pulled away from her mouth. I stood up, hugged
myself, turned around, and pulled back the curtain, interrupting, "Why haven't Aglas and the others returned yet?"
At that moment, a pair of hands embraced me from behind, groping my breasts. The kiss had made my nipples erect
, and I couldn't help but moan softly when she touched them.
“Beautiful Miss Valentina, let me see your body. We are both women, why be ashamed to face each other openly
?” Her voice was somewhat seductive, like a female cat's allure. I turned around and was surprised to find that she had already stripped naked
. Her pale blue skin had a metallic sheen, and her
breasts, which seemed rather large for her slender body, were being kneaded in her own hands. Her pert buttocks connected to her long, shapely legs, and sparse, silvery-white pubic hair gave
her a wild beauty unique to night elves.
I think I was bewitched by her, staring blankly at her. She took my hand, and with a flick of her wrist, my cloak
fell off. Then, with a single finger, as if by magic, she untied the rope binding my chest at my bare navel. Wherever she pointed,
the ropes snapped off, and my large breasts instantly sprang out.
"No..." I quickly protected myself, but she pulled my hand and hugged me tightly. Our breasts
pressed against each other, and her warm body temperature acted like an aphrodisiac, making me go limp instantly. She laid me on the rough cloth bed and
used her nimble, wet tongue to play with my body. I saw her press my nipple into my breast, watching it
bounce back, sucking and kneading it, occasionally flicking it lightly with her sharp fingernails, making my whole body tremble.
"
Your body is truly beautiful! So white and smooth, it seems like even a little rough cloth would damage your body!
And it seems you are very sensitive... Look at your pink nipples, so delicate, as if they've never been played with before..."
She seemed to particularly enjoy it, rubbing her face against my nipples while simultaneously rubbing her own nipples against my chest and abdomen. I
felt her nipples harden as well. Because of the pleasurable sensation, her nipples
started secreting milk again while she was suckling at my nipples …
“Hey, you haven’t been pregnant before, have you?” When she received my negative answer, she was very surprised: “How come you have so much milk if you’ve never been pregnant
?” Without waiting for my reply, she sucked on my nipple like a greedy baby.
The pleasure of her sucking combined with the pleasure of the milk spraying out almost made me lose control.
“Mmm…mmm…no…please don’t do this…mmm…don’t play with my body…I admit…ah
…I admit I’m very sensitive…” I rubbed her head, trying to push her away, but I was weak and powerless. I felt like I had a skin hunger
, wanting her to touch my body more. A woman’s hands are gentler and smoother than a man’s. A woman
always knows what a woman needs, which places are sensitive, and which places can arouse pleasure. She lay down beside me, her warm
lips and tongue licking and kissing my neck, then gently biting my breasts and abdomen. And without me noticing, she had already started using her fingers…
She lifted my short skirt and stroked my genitals through my panties.
"Ah...ah...so good...Red Dragon on top...mmm...your hands...dear Doris...mmm
...this...mmm...it's wrong...ah...you're a...mmm...a bard
? You...mmm...you make me feel...oh...feel like a harp...mmm...so
uncomfortable...you're plucking my sensitive strings...ah~" My ears were filled with my own ecstatic moans, almost uncontrollably
uttering beautiful sounds. I almost loved my own voice, as beautiful as a piece of music.
"Yes, beautiful lady, you are a melody, your nipples are your strings, your milk is
the source of your inspiration...this..." She pressed hard on my clitoris, and I screamed, "This
is the perfect vocal cord!" She kissed my lips again. I couldn't moan, unable to relieve the torment of pleasure,
so I pinched her nipple with my fingers.
"Ah...are you going to retaliate, Miss Valentina? Do you play music too?" Her glistening eyes gleamed with
desire as she breathed heavily. "
I
'm no worse than you!" I gasped, kissing her erect nipple and slipping one hand into the crevice of her lower body
.
When I touched her body, I found it almost as familiar as touching my own. I easily
found that sensitive spot, gently probing it a few times. Her fingers inside me were equally eager; we
played with each other's most sensitive spots, occasionally slipping our tongues into each other's mouths. We held each other's long,
beautiful thighs tightly, like two beautiful snakes, one white, one blue, soft and slippery, glistening with sweat. As
women, we are very familiar with each other's bodies. We teased each other's most sensitive spots inside the vagina.
Sometimes she would rub my clitoris hard, making me weak all over and pushing me down beneath her.
Other times, I would thrust three fingers forcefully into her vagina before pinning her down. We made all sorts of beautiful, melodious moans
, high and low, like a competition of courtship. To each other's ears, there was no more aphrodisiac. We gradually
pushed each other to a sweet climax. When I had the upper hand, teasing her clitoris with my slender fingers while thrusting into
her vagina, she finally convulsed, her smooth belly stiffening for a moment before trembling violently.
A sweet, seductive moan escaped her lips. At the same time, my fingers, inserted into her vagina
, seemed to be sucked in. So I thrust even harder, almost inserting my entire hand. In an instant,
a gush of clear fluid sprayed onto my hand.
"No wonder your friend said your mouth and your genitals are both constantly leaking..." I teased her. "Dark elf
women sell for more in the market than white elves, truly extraordinary!" She looked at me with a hint of resentment,
panting heavily, her face flushed with desire. Without a word, as if making a decision, she lifted my legs and put her head
between them.
"Ah! You're cheating! You cunning little bitch... Ah!" When her exquisite face pressed against my genitals,
her fragrant tongue greedily exploring and sucking at my private parts, an extreme pleasure instantly rushed to my brain, almost making me unable
to breathe.
"It seems the rumors are true, you lewd wanderer do indeed have a lewd mark!" She looked at my
genitals, a smug smile on her face, deliberately slapping my labia hard, making a splashing sound, causing my body
to convulse. I remained silent, letting another woman stare at my genitals and call me a slut, which
filled me with a lewd shame and a perverse pleasure.
Her tongue was far more potent than her fingers; she pressed her head against my genitals while
staring at me with a seductive, wicked gaze, giving me a masochistic pleasure as I felt violated by a woman from another race. Meanwhile, I
pinched and scratched my nipples with my fingernails, but she slapped my full breasts with her palms, repeatedly striking them.
With each slap, a little milk was released, making me feel like a cow,
as if she were slapping me with shame. My breasts and nipples were red, swollen, and burning hot. As I
felt wave after wave of increasingly intense pleasure under this woman's oral skills, almost destroying me, she seemed to know I was about to climax.
She pinched my nipples hard, and I felt like she was about to twist them off. The pain brought tears to my eyes:
"Ah...it hurts so much! My nipples!" The final, most overwhelming wave of pleasure surged
towards me at that moment, engulfing me. I cried out as I ejaculated pleasurable fluids from my genitals, my whole body arching
, trembling and convulsing as I sprayed fluids onto Doris's face
. My own milk, due to the orgasm and my own squeezing, also sprayed all over my face, making me look incredibly lewd.
When my orgasm lasted for a minute, I began to feel fear.
Because my body was constantly ejaculating fluids, like a never-ending pump, I
almost fainted, but the continuous pleasure stimulated my brain like an electric current.
"Ahhhhhh! Doris!! Ahhhhhh!!! What...what's happening to me?!
I can't stop!!! It's too stimulating!!!! I'm going to die!!! Help me!! Please help me!" Doris wore a strange smile, continuing to thrust her fingers forcefully into my tender vagina. Later,
she
thrust
deeper and deeper, directly into my cervix and reaching my G-spot. I screamed wildly, my vaginal fluid gushing out like a fountain
from Doris's hands. I instinctively maintained the position of my orgasm, pinching my breasts hard
. After about five minutes, I could barely think, only able to let out dry howls. The continuous pleasure had almost
shattered my nerves. My eyes rolled back, and I couldn't see anything. My body continued to lose fluid,
the vaginal fluid and breast milk flowing continuously, until I realized...
A red blur blurred my vision, and the smell of blood rushed to my nose and mouth. I noticed that my breast milk was gradually turning bright red.
Dores's face was also covered in gushing blood. I was instantly gripped by extreme fear. Was I going to die? Was this what I
deserved? Was this punishment for my lewdness? Was a female ranger going
to die naked and horribly in the elven slums, crying and climaxing, spurting blood?
??? At that moment, I could barely think, only contemplating the feeling of dying from climax. Just as I felt my soul about
to leave my body, a voice rang out.

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