[The Sequel to Mu Guiying's Story]

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The sequel to Mu Guiying's Tale
: "I fear that if war breaks out, Mu Guiying will be rescued by the Song army, which would be extremely disadvantageous to our Great Liao. Therefore, I
am guarding her here."
Han Talu laughed heartily upon hearing this, "Young Master Wang is indeed resourceful, I admire you. Come, let's go into
the city together."
Wang Shouhui had no choice but to agree, "Alright, alright." He glanced back at Mu Guiying lying on the ground,
and reluctantly walked into the city with Han Talu.
In the Battle of the Three Passes, the Song army was routed and scattered. Meanwhile, Eighth Sister and Ninth Sister were separated from Zongbao in the chaos of battle. The
two sisters fought and were defeated, their battle skirts stained with blood, indistinguishable from their own or the enemy's. Truly,
the air was thick with murderous intent, the smoke of war rose, and the shouts were terrifying. The two fought their way out, heading straight for the southeast.
They hadn't gone far when they heard the sound of bells behind them, and the sound of horses' hooves grew closer. Eighth Sister turned around and saw
a troop of Liao soldiers chasing after them. She quickly told Ninth Sister to hurry, but the two sisters had been fighting all
afternoon and were exhausted. No matter how hard Eighth Sister whipped the horse's hindquarters, it wouldn't pick up any speed.
The pursuers soon caught up with the sisters, forming a circle around them.
Leading the group was a Liao general, wearing a black helmet and black armor, with a face as black as the bottom of a pot, two bushy eyebrows, a lion's nose,
a square mouth, and a thick beard. He rode a black horse and held a gilded halberd. The book subtly reveals that this general was the Liao Kingdom's greatest
warrior and Xiao Yande's personal bodyguard, named Hugetuo.
Hugetuo pulled on his horse's reins and approached the Eighth and Ninth Sisters. He sized them up, then
laughed loudly, "Looks like I'm in for a treat today, meeting two lovely ladies!" He then pointed at them with his gilded spear, saying,
"Why don't you two dismount and surrender? What are you waiting for?"
The Eighth and Ninth Sisters exchanged glances, knowing further words were futile. They each took up their gleaming spears and fought Hugetuo, one on each side
. Hugetuo was indeed formidable. He held both women alone and still maintained the upper hand, as the Eighth and Ninth Sisters
had been fighting all afternoon and were gradually losing strength. After thirty rounds, their spear techniques had become somewhat scattered.
Hugetuo, observing as he fought, knew the women were exhausted. He thought, "Why fight them so hard? Why not use my
meteor chain hammer to defeat them?" With that thought, he transferred his gilded spear to his left hand. With his right hand, he pulled a meteor hammer from his deerskin pouch
, slipped the pouch over his hand, and gripped the hammerhead.
Taking advantage of the moment when the two horses jerked their feet, he whirled around, his hand outstretched, and the meteor hammer struck
the hindquarters of the Peach Blossom Horse with a clanging sound. The horse let out a long neigh, its front hooves rearing up. Caught off guard,
Eighth Sister tumbled from her horse. Before she could even stand, the Liao soldiers swarmed forward, binding her tightly.
Seeing Eighth Sister captured, Ninth Sister hurriedly urged her horse forward to rescue her.
Hugetuo, behind her, had already put the meteor hammer back into the deerskin pouch. He spurred his horse forward, grabbed
the silk belt around Ninth Sister's waist with his right hand, and simultaneously kicked the horse's hindquarters with his left foot. The horse, in pain,
bolted forward. Hugetuo pulled it forcefully into his arms, capturing Ninth Sister alive on horseback.
He then threw her to the ground and shouted, "Tie her up!" Soldiers came and tied up Ninth Sister as well. Hugetuo, seeing
this, laughed loudly and shouted, "Men, retreat to camp!" He then led his men and the captured Eighth and Ninth
Sisters straight to the Three Passes.
Chapter Ten: Celebrating Victory, Two Women Disguise as Dogs, Beastly Lust Leads to Sisters' Suffering.
Inside the White Tiger Tent of the Three Passes, Xiao Yande sat on the tiger-skin chair where Mu Guiying usually issued commands.
He looked around at everything in the hall, not even missing anything placed in the corner, trying to find traces of
the authoritative authority that Mu Guiying used to command.
At this moment, Wang Shouhui and Han Dalu strode in. Upon entering, Wang Shouhui cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Your
Highness, on your resounding victory in capturing the three passes!"
Xiao Yande laughed heartily, "That's all thanks to Young Master Wang's resourcefulness. Tonight, we
'll all drink to our hearts' content in this White Tiger Hall."
Wang Shouhui also laughed, "Yes, yes, drinking in Mu Guiying's White Tiger Hall, with Mu Guiying hosting us
—what a delightful experience!"
Xiao Yande nodded repeatedly, "Well said." He quickly ordered the Liao soldiers around him to prepare a grand banquet.
Before long, the banquet was ready, and Xiao Yande was about to drink with Wang Shouhui when he suddenly heard footsteps outside.
Looking up, he saw Hugetuo striding in excitedly, bowing respectfully to Xiao Yande. "Greetings ,
Your Highness. This humble general has captured two female generals of the Song army today. I have come to present them to Your Highness." He hurriedly ordered his men
to bring up the Eighth Sister and Ninth Sister.
The Eighth Sister and Ninth Sister were brought up by the Liao soldiers, bound hand and foot. Wang Shouhui was overjoyed to see them. He walked over, looked
them up and down, and said with a forced smile, "Aren't these the Eighth
Sister and Ninth Sister of the Yang Family of Tianbo? It is truly an honor to meet you here."
The Eighth Sister looked at Wang Shouhui and gritted her teeth, saying, "Traitor to the country, shameless scoundrel." She then
spat on Wang Shouhui's face. Wang Shouhui was furious and slapped the Eighth Sister to the ground. He
cursed her viciously, "You ungrateful slut, you'll be sorry soon enough."
He ordered the Liao soldiers to take the Eighth Sister and Ninth Sister away, wash them clean, change their clothes, and wait for their summons.
Then he turned around and walked up to Xiao Yande, saying, "Your Highness, these two women are the eighth and ninth sisters of the Yang family. Your Highness
should enjoy yourself to the fullest."
Xiao Yande was delighted to hear this and quickly said, "Let's all enjoy ourselves together." Laughter filled the White Tiger Hall.
Wang Shouhui then said, "Your Highness, the banquet is ready. Why not call Mu Guiying over for our amusement? Let's see
how she behaves today in her usual place of command."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yande immediately ordered his men to bring Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng up.
After being raped by dogs in front of the two armies, Mu Guiying was immediately sent back to the Liao camp. The guards cleaned them
thoroughly, re-bound them, and placed them in an empty tent. Thanks to an afternoon's rest, their bodies had
slowly recovered. However, the wounds in her heart could not heal. To be so humiliated in front of her husband and soldiers,
she felt truly ashamed. Even her last shred of dignity had vanished. At this moment, she
was in deep despair.
At this moment, several Liao soldiers entered, seized Guiying and Paifeng, and dragged them out. Turning back to the
two Liao soldiers guarding Guiying and Paifeng, they said, "The King wants to take Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng to the White Tiger Hall for his pleasure.
" Guiying trembled upon hearing this; now, just hearing the names of Xiao Yande and Wang Shouhui made her shudder
. She wondered what kind of humiliation she would suffer this time.
Passing through the front gate of the White Tiger Hall, Guiying and Paifeng were forced into the courtyard. Guiying involuntarily
looked around; the furnishings were unchanged, everything was as before. Remembering how
dignified she used to be here, and now reduced to prisoners of the Liao Kingdom, tears streamed down her face.
A Liao soldier entered the White Tiger Hall and reported that Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng had been brought in. Xiao Yande ordered the Liao soldiers to
untie Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng, strip them naked, and make them crawl into the White Tiger Hall. The Liao
soldiers agreed, walked up to Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng, untied their ropes, and casually
stripped off their outer garments, which were barely covering their bodies.
With their outer garments removed, Guiying and Paifeng stood naked before the White Tiger Hall. The sun was gradually setting, and
the afterglow of the setting sun shone on their naked bodies, making them appear even more delicate and alluring. Their
thick, dark pubic hair shimmered with a captivating sheen, and their long-exposed genitals still exuded an alluring
scent. An occasional gust of wind blew, and their long, slender legs trembled slightly in the breeze, making
them appear even more helpless and pitifully beautiful.
A Liao soldier shouted at Guiying and Paifeng, "The King ordered you to kneel and crawl in! Hurry up!" He then
picked up a tiger-tail whip from the weapon rack. Guiying and Paifeng glanced at the Liao soldiers beside them, knowing that resistance was futile
and would only result in a brutal beating and more endless humiliation. The thought of being violated
sent a shiver down Guiying's spine. She slowly crawled down, joining Paifeng, her pale buttocks swaying with each movement
. The slave brand on her buttocks stood out vividly in the evening glow.
Once inside the main hall, the two crawled to Xiao Yande's command desk, heads bowed, saying nothing.
Xiao Yande glanced at Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng, who were kneeling and crawling before the table, and let out a soft, lewd laugh. "
Marshal Mu, Vanguard Yang, your performance this morning on the battlefield was truly perfect! Yang Zongbao was so happy on the city
wall that he was so engrossed in lust that he vomited blood."
Guiying had initially seen Yang Zongbao on the city wall when she was first forced to the battlefield to be humiliated. Later, due to
the effects of the aphrodisiac, she was completely immersed in boundless lewd pleasure and knew nothing of Zongbao's defeat. Now,
hearing Xiao Yande say that Zongbao vomited blood, her heart ached. She thought of how she had made such lewd
noises in front of her husband and how she had writhed her buttocks under the thrusting of the wolfhound's penis. Tears of shame streamed down her face
.
Xiao Yande could see that Mu Guiying was now completely enveloped in lewdness and humiliation; her former imposing and heroic
spirit had vanished. Completely subjugated by his tyranny, she was no different from any other woman being humiliated.
He couldn't help but let out another lewd laugh, a laugh filled with the arrogance of a conqueror.
At this moment, Wang Shouhui walked up to Mu Guiying, bowed, and said, "Marshal Mu, you don't need to worry.
Your good-for-nothing coward isn't dead, he's just coughing up blood. Besides, we won't
kill him in battle. We want him to see how lewd you are, to know you're a standard slut and
whore. Until he vomits blood and dies."
Mu Guiying looked up at Wang Shouhui, a hint of hatred in her eyes. She truly hadn't expected Wang Shouhui to be
so ruthless. However, at least she knew Zongbao wasn't in immediate danger, which offered some comfort.
Wang Shouhui also saw through Mu Guiying's meaning. He smiled sinisterly, "Little slut,
how about we play another game today?" Upon hearing this, Guiying's nerves immediately tensed. She knew Wang Shouhui had many tricks up his sleeve
, and he never repeated himself. Moreover, it can severely damage a woman's self-esteem, leaving her with only humiliation and
submission. Therefore, upon hearing Wang Shouhui's words, Guiying trembled uncontrollably.
Wang Shouhui was secretly delighted; he understood that after prolonged humiliation and mistreatment, Mu Guiying's
body had instinctively responded and cooperated to some extent. So Wang Shouhui approached Xiao Yande and said, "Your
Highness, I've had some free time these past few days and have made a few trinkets. Your Highness might want to take a look."
Xiao Yande knew Wang Shouhui was skilled in this art and replied, "Is that so? Then I'll have to take a good look."
Wang Shouhui turned and whispered a few words to the Liao soldier serving him. The soldier turned and went out,
returning shortly with two large trays covered with black cloth. No one knew what he was up to. Wang Shouhui
walked up to Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng, saying to Mu Guiying, "You little slut, watch carefully, learn slowly, or
you'll forget how to use it later."
He then dragged Yang Paifeng to the center of the White Tiger Hall and made her kneel on the ground. He then tore off a black cloth from a tray. Everyone
saw that it contained a human-made dog tail, a specially made collar for the dog with
bells hanging from it, and an iron yoke not yet attached to the collar. There was also a specially made man-made muzzle and three
silver needles with bells hanging from it. The crowd was completely baffled.
Wang Shouhui, seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, said, "Your Highness, generals, you'll understand in a moment."
He then casually took a piece of tallow and rubbed it back and forth on Paifeng's raised anus, then used his finger to
manipulate it inside her anus. Paifeng lowered her head in humiliation, not knowing what kind of humiliation she would suffer today
; fear slowly spread through her.
After rubbing for a while, Wang Shouhui picked up the artificial dog tail. The tail was made
by tightly wrapping a piece of dog skin, peeled from a dog's tail, around the outside of a hollow rubber tube about the thickness of a thumb. The other end had
a cone-shaped bump, about the size of an egg, glued on it. It looked incredibly realistic.
He gently stroked Paifeng's pink clitoris with one hand. Paifeng lowered her head, clenched her teeth, trying to avoid
the pleasure brought by the touch, but the instincts of a woman's body gradually made her genitals wet. Soon…
Milky white liquid flowed down her snow-white thighs. Paifeng felt both ashamed and angry—ashamed of
being humiliated in front of the enemy, and angry that her private parts were leaking vaginal fluid. Meanwhile, waves of pleasure grew stronger.
Soon, Paifeng's pleasure intensified, and she couldn't help but let out
lewd moans of "Ah...ah..."
Just as Paifeng's pleasure reached its peak, Wang Shouhui forcefully shoved the artificial dog tail with its cone-shaped protrusion
into Paifeng's anus. Paifeng felt a sharp pain in her anus and screamed loudly
, her buttocks thrashing rapidly from side to side in an attempt to alleviate the pain. But little did she know, the more she thrashed
, the more the artificial dog tail moved, and the protrusion inside her anus wriggled incessantly. The pain
intensified.
"Ah...ah...take it out, please..." Paifeng cried out, pleading desperately
with Wang Shouhui.
Wang Shouhui ignored her and casually picked up a leather whip, lashing it mercilessly across Paifeng's body. A crisp "crack"
echoed as another bloody welt appeared on Paifeng's buttocks.
At the same time, Paifeng's screams grew louder, and her buttocks writhed more violently. The merciless whip
fell again and again on Paifeng's body and buttocks. At this moment, Paifeng's
screams, mingled with a strange, lewd pleasure, swirled together, echoing throughout the White Tiger Hall.
Paifeng could no longer endure the torment; she burst into tears, her cries filled with
helplessness, despair, humiliation, and shame.
Seeing this, Wang Shouhui laughed triumphantly. He stopped whipping her, giving Paifeng a chance to catch her breath
. Gradually, Paifeng's cries subsided. She understood that the more she writhed, the more her anus hurt,
so she lay motionless on the ground.
Wang Shouhui then picked up a meticulously crafted collar from the tray. Several gleaming rivets were inlaid on the outside,
the larger end facing outwards and the pointed end inwards, with a silver bell hanging from the center. He grabbed Paifeng's hair,
lifting Paifeng's face high, and casually slipped the collar around Paifeng's neck, leaving a slight gap to prevent the rivet
tips from piercing Paifeng's fair neck. Then he secured the chain with a lock, forming a complete dog leash.
He gripped one end of the chain and pulled hard. The rivet tips pierced Paifeng's neck, and
Paifeng cried out, "Ah…!" His body jerked back. The pain quickly spread throughout his body.
Then, Wang Shouhui picked up the prepared chew toy, a round one made of thin steel wire, wider at the front and narrower at the back,
about 15 centimeters long. He ordered Paifeng to open her mouth. Under Wang Shouhui's merciless abuse, Paifeng had already
given up resisting, obediently opening her mouth and raising her face.
Wang Shouhui stuffed the smaller end into Paifeng's mouth, her tongue protruding out of the small round hole, while
the larger round end was wedged into her gums. He then used a rubber band to pull from both ends towards the back of her head,
making a knot to secure the chew to Paifeng's mouth and prevent it from falling out.
Xiao Yande watched Wang Shouhui's skillful operation and saw Paifeng's desperate and fearful eyes, and his lower body
involuntarily became erect. He eagerly awaited to see what Wang Shouhui would do next.
Wang Shouhui made Paifeng stand up, pinched Paifeng's nipple with one hand, and rubbed it desperately.
Soon, Paifeng's nipple hardened.
Wang Shouhui calmly picked up the silver needle with the bell hanging from it and slowly inserted it into Paifeng's nipple from the left side,
exiting from the right. The needle pierced her nipple, causing Paifeng to whimper in pain. Because of the chewing motion
, saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth along with her indistinct whimpers.
Wang Shouhui watched, a wave of lust washing over him. He slowly inserted the needle to hear Paifeng's submissive cries
. He enjoyed that feeling. Then, using the same method, he inserted another silver needle into Paifeng's other nipple.
At this moment, Paifeng was utterly weak, without any strength to resist. She could only whimper and
gasp for breath, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth onto her recently violated breast.
Wang Shouhui then ordered the Liao soldiers to tie Paifeng to the prepared wooden frame in a spread-eagle position. Because her legs were spread wide,
Paifeng's private parts were completely exposed. Under the lamplight, her thick pubic hair gleamed.
Milky white fluid flowing from her vulva trickled down her thighs, its faint, musky scent further arousing
the man's lust.
Paifeng, head bowed, her disheveled hair falling loose, was utterly exhausted. The endless torment and humiliation had
blurred her consciousness, leaving her somewhat delirious. Only pain seemed to keep her conscious.
At this moment, Wang Shouhui picked up the last silver needle with a bell attached from the tray. This bell
was larger than the ones hanging from her breasts and neck. Wang Shouhui stroked Paifeng's genitals, his middle finger gently rubbing her clitoris.
The dark red clitoris gradually hardened under his touch, and pleasure followed.
The white fluid slowly flowed down again, and Paifeng's indistinct cries of "Ugh...ugh..." rose again.
Wang Shouhui knew that Paifeng was already somewhat aroused. He lifted Paifeng's clitoris with one hand, and with the other, he
slowly inserted a silver needle into one side of her clitoris. Paifeng cried out in pain, "Ooh... ooh..." desperately
trying to clench her legs, but they were firmly bound to the wooden frame, and she couldn't move at all. Her
muscles trembled violently, cold sweat poured down her forehead, and her lower abdomen heaved.
Paifeng's pain had reached its limit; she could no longer endure such torture. She pleaded
with Wang Shouhui with pleading eyes.
Wang Shouhui felt an indescribable pleasure seeing Paifeng's miserable state. He ordered the Liao soldiers to
untie Paifeng.
After the ropes were untied, Paifeng collapsed weakly to the ground, motionless, leaving only painful and exhausted whimpers
.
Wang Shouhui walked up to Paifeng, grabbed one end of the chain, and said to Paifeng, "Come with me." He turned and
walked towards Xiao Yande's command desk. Paifeng, exhausted, was panting on the ground when Wang Shouhui pulled him
, causing the sharp rivets in the collar around his neck to dig deep into his skin. Paifeng let out a soft "Ooh..."
Paifeng, like a dog on a leash, hurriedly crawled after Wang Shouhui.
With each step she crawled forward, the bells hanging from her clitoris and breasts jingled and
swayed. This caused the silver needles embedded in her body to tremble slightly. The pain from the needles was excruciating, penetrating to the bone, and
Paifeng's screams became somewhat shrill.
Wang Shouhui led Paifeng to Xiao Yande's desk and made her crawl beside it like a dog. The Liao generals,
seeing this, burst into laughter, their laughter carrying a hint of lewdness.
Wang Shouhui turned around and walked towards Mu Guiying, who was crawling in the corner.
At this moment, Mu Guiying huddled in the corner. She had witnessed the brutal abuse of Pai Feng. She couldn't believe
her eyes. Was it all real? Mu Guiying desperately told herself it was just her imagination.
However, it was all true. She could see Wang Shouhui slowly walking towards her and hear his
footsteps. A sense of fear quickly spread through Mu Guiying.
The scene of Pai Feng being abused flashed before her eyes again. She could no longer endure such cruel torture.
Mu Guiying's last shred of resistance vanished.
Wang Shouhui walked up to Mu Guiying, lowered his head, and said, "Marshal Mu, Yang Xianfeng has
finished her performance. Look how perfectly she performed! Now, it's your turn."
Mu Guiying crawled on the ground, pleading, "Please, let me go. I'll do anything you ask
. I'm willing to listen to you."
Wang Shouhui, looking down at Mu Guiying's pitiful state, became even more smug. How could he easily
let her go?
He grabbed Mu Guiying's hair and dragged her to the center of the White Tiger Hall like a pig. He reached
for the unused piece of tallow, lifting Mu Guiying's buttocks high, her anus completely exposed
to him. Mu Guiying knew that saying anything more was futile; no matter how much she begged, Wang
Shouhui wouldn't let her go. So, she remained silent, letting Wang Shouhui do as he pleased.
Having experience with humiliating Yang Paifeng, Wang Shouhui knew where to be quick and where to be slow,
so he was much more adept at inserting dog tails, putting collars on Mu Guiying, attaching chew toys, and sticking silver needles into her nipples
. Poor Mu Guiying was suffering even more agonizing torture than Yang Paifeng; she had no chance to resist,
only able to let out heart-wrenching screams of "Ah...ah...woo...woo..." Using
the same wooden frame and the same binding method, Mu Guiying was also secured in a spread-eagle position. She knew exactly what Wang
Shouhui would do next, and understood the pain it would bring, because she had heard and seen Paifeng's miserable state.
But what could she do? She could only wait helplessly for the pain to begin.
She looked at Wang Shouhui with lifeless and haggard eyes, and when she saw him holding the last silver
needle, she was stunned. The silver needle was the same, but the bell hanging from it was gone, replaced by
a very delicate little iron bucket with a short chain.
Mu Guiying's heart sank. She understood that the small iron bucket weighed several times more
than the bell, meaning her clitoris would have to bear several times the weight of the air vent. Mu Guiying looked at Wang Shouhui,
moaning "woo woo..." and shaking her head frantically. Wang Shouhui then removed the chewing gum from Mu Guiying's mouth. He wanted to
hear her piercing screams, because those screams would arouse him even more.
Wang Shouhui continued to stroke Mu Guiying's clitoris. He slowly inserted the silver needle from the left side.
Mu Guiying let out a terrible scream, "Ah...ah...no...woo...please...spare
me...ah..." After the silver needle was fully inserted, he swung the small iron bucket back and forth, letting it
swing under Mu Guiying's clitoris.
At this moment, Mu Guiying's clitoris, engorged from prolonged torment, had turned from pink to
dark red, with faint traces of blood visible. The weight of the small iron bucket had also caused her clitoris to become thinner and longer.
With each swing of the bucket, Mu Guiying's screams grew louder. She could no longer endure it; tears
mingled with saliva, streaming down her cleavage.
Seeing this, Wang Shouhui finally ordered the Liao soldiers to put Mu Guiying down. Freed, Mu Guiying collapsed to the ground
, sobbing uncontrollably. She was relieved that she had finally survived. At least she could get a brief
respite, like a breath of fresh air. This was her greatest satisfaction.
However, Mu Guiying never imagined that this was only the beginning of the torment; even greater humiliation
awaited her…
Looking at Mu Guiying limp on the ground, Wang Shouhui whispered instructions in the ear of one of the Liao soldiers;
no one but him and the soldier knew what they were saying. After speaking, the Liao soldier turned and left. A
moment later, he returned carrying a bag of sand.
Wang Shouhui took the sand, squatted down in front of Mu Guiying, and carefully poured it into
a small iron bucket hanging under Mu Guiying's clitoris. Then he took a candle from a nearby candlestick, inserted it
into the sand in the bucket, and lit it with a flint and steel.
Mu Guiying watched as Wang Shouhui poured the sand and lit the candle before her eyes. Realizing the gravity of the situation, she
pleaded desperately with Wang Shouhui, "Please, don't do this! I really can't take it anymore. Please spare me!
I'm truly willing to be your sex slave; my body belongs entirely to you. I'll do anything you want
, just please let me go this time."
Mu Guiying hoped to move Wang Shouhui with her pleas and have him spare her this time, but the effect was exactly the opposite. The more Mu Guiying begged, the less Wang Shouhui would let her go. He wanted to 　　completely break down
the once arrogant Mu Guiying , turning her into a true sex slave psychologically. 　　 So, after lighting the candles, Wang Shouhui took the chain around Mu Guiying's neck and pulled it forward like a dog on a leash 　　. The sharp rivets inside the collar dug deep into Mu Guiying's flesh, causing her to scream in pain 　　. Her body crawled forward on her knees along with Wang Shouhui. 　　 As Mu Guiying crawled forward on her knees, the bells around her neck and on her breasts jingled.

Especially the small bucket filled with sand and a lit candle under her clitoris, swaying violently as it plummeted, stretched Mu Guiying's clitoris
long and thin. The flames from the candle in the bucket were just enough to singe off Mu Guiying's thick, glossy pubic hair.
With a "sizzle...sizzle..." sound, the flames singed off a large patch of Mu Guiying's pubic hair, and a
pungent odor emanated from her genitals. Mu Guiying instinctively twisted her body, trying to avoid the candle, but unexpectedly
, her movement caused the candle flame to flicker and burn her drooping clitoris.
The pain caused Mu Guiying to let out a piercing scream, "Ah..." The scream seemed to come from hell,
echoing in the gloomy White Tiger Hall; it was a desperate, perverse, terrifying scream. The scream sent
chills down one's spine. Finally, Mu Guiying could no longer endure the intense pain and fainted on the ground.
When Mu Guiying awoke, the White Tiger Hall was brightly lit. Her face and hair were covered in water droplets;
she knew she had been awakened by cold water. The sand and candle in the bucket hanging under her clitoris had been removed,
but her genitals, scorched by the candle, were a mess, with sparse, unburned pubic hair barely covering the entrance to her vulva. Her dark red
clitoris still throbbed with pain.
She glanced around listlessly. Xiao Yande and the Liao generals were drinking and clinking
glasses. Yang Paifeng was kneeling by the table, anxiously watching her, but where was Wang Shouhui? Mu Guiying didn't see him, and
she felt a slight sense of relief. Just as she was about to lie down and rest a little longer, she suddenly heard someone behind her say, "
Marshal Mu, you're awake."
Wang Shouhui—Mu Guiying instinctively thought of that name. Her relaxed mood tightened again.
"Marshal Mu, you've worked hard all afternoon; it's time for something to eat," Wang Shouhui said.
Mu Guiying knew he wasn't being kind, but she didn't know his intentions either. She simply lay on the ground,
silent.
Wang Shouhui ordered his soldiers to bring a long bench and placed Mu Guiying across it. Her hands and feet
were tied together under the bench with hemp rope. Only her buttocks were raised high on the bench.
Mu Guiying didn't know how Wang Shouhui was going to torture her again, but she knew that further pleas were useless
; she had resigned herself to her fate.
Wang Shouhui walked to Mu Guiying's buttocks, grabbed the fake dog tail inserted into her anus with one hand, and
pulled hard at the top of the tail with the other, removing the plug on the plastic tube. It turned out that the artificial dog tail was also
a syringe for enemas. The cone-shaped lump inserted into Guiying's anus was also hollow. He ordered
several bags of vinegar to be brought, filled with a straw, and then poured the vinegar into the plastic dog tail tube.
At this moment, Mu Guiying understood what Wang Shouhui meant by ordering her to eat. She had experienced enemas before
and knew how terrible they were. But what could she do? Beg for mercy? It was useless. Resist? Except for her buttocks, which could
move, she couldn't move any other part of her body. Cursing would only bring more humiliation. What could she
do? She could only let the cold liquid flow into her buttocks.
As Wang Shouhui poured more and more in, Mu Guiying's buttocks and lower abdomen swelled more and more. Because her lower abdomen was still supported
by the long bench, the feeling was even more unbearable. Wang Shouhui poured in five bags of vinegar before stopping.
Mu Guiying's buttocks and lower abdomen were becoming increasingly swollen from the cold liquid entering
her body. She could almost feel the cold liquid flowing inside her. It made a "glug...glug..." sound. She
knew that the sound would become more and more frequent, and she could already feel the slight urge to defecate. She tried desperately
to tighten her anus, but the cone-shaped lump was blocking it, making it futile.
The rumbling in Mu Guiying's lower abdomen grew faster and more urgent. The gurgling sound was even
audible to Wang Shouhui, who was standing beside her. He knew Mu Guiying was about to ejaculate.
Mu Guiying gritted her teeth and tried desperately to control herself, but the body's instinctive reaction was irresistible. Her
urge to defecate grew stronger. But the cone-shaped lump had blocked her anus, making it impossible to expel anything.
The pain in her lower abdomen made her twist her buttocks violently, beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, and her face
turning red from the extreme discomfort.
Wang Shouhui knew it was time. He stood to Mu Guiying's side to avoid splashing the excrement on himself, and
with one hand, he forcefully pulled out the fake dog tail.
Mu Guiying felt a sense of relief in her anus, and she could no longer hold back. The fluid from her anus, mixed with yellow
feces, gushed out like a fountain. The spray went far, interspersed with occasional "plop...plop...plop" sounds.
At the same time, her lower body also urinated, golden urine flowing into the small bucket hanging from her clitoris, making a "squeak...
squeak..." sound.
After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Mu Guiying stopped spraying, with only a small amount of yellow liquid still dripping down her buttocks
into the small bucket hanging from her clitoris. Due to the prolonged humiliation and uncontrollable
urination, Mu Guiying had no strength left; she lay exhausted on the bench, panting.
Wang Shouhui ordered the soldiers to loosen Mu Guiying's ropes and remove the bench. He carefully removed
the small bucket from Mu Guiying's lower body and placed it aside. He then reattached the tail. Since Mu Guiying was completely exhausted, she could only
lie prone on the ground.
Wang Shouhui grabbed Mu Guiying's hair, forcing her to lift her face and look at her own excrement. He said, "
You slut, didn't you just say you'd listen to me? Now, I order you to eat everything you've excreted
, not a single bit."
Because Mu Guiying was too weak to move, she lay motionless on the ground. Wang Shouhui grabbed a leather whip and
lashed it across her body. Mu Guiying cried out in pain, "Ah…!" No longer daring to disobey Wang Shouhui, she
slowly crawled towards her excrement. Mu Guiying
licked the excrement from the ground, swallowing repeatedly. The bitterness and stench, mixed with
the sand and dirt, made her feel suffocated. She licked with such seriousness, not missing a single drop. She understood
her situation and knew the consequences of not cleaning properly. As she licked, she crawled forward on her knees,
the bells on her body ringing rhythmically, her tail wagging back and forth. At this moment, Mu Guiying was truly like a dog,
a dog that could be humiliated and whipped at will.
Soon, Mu Guiying finished licking her own excrement. Her face and mouth were covered in yellow residue
. After watching Mu Guiying finish licking, Wang Shouhui pointed to the urine Mu Guiying had urinated in the bucket.
"Drink it!" Wang Shouhui commanded.
Mu Guiying showed no resistance. She crawled over, picked up the bucket with both hands, and brought it to her mouth.
A pungent smell made her feel dizzy, but she endured it, opened her cherry-like mouth, and
drank.
Watching Mu Guiying drink her own urine, Wang Shouhui felt a surge of conqueror's pleasure. He couldn't help but
burst into laughter. He laughed with such joy and pride.
Amidst Wang Shouhui's laughter, Mu Guiying finished drinking her own urine. Wang Shouhui then ordered Mu Guiying
to hang the bucket herself below her clitoris. Trembling as she hung the small bucket, listening to Wang Shouhui's triumphant laughter
, and recalling the humiliation she had just suffered,
Mu Guiying was overcome with grief. The last vestiges of shame overwhelmed her, and she burst into tears.
After hanging the bucket, Mu Guiying lay prostrate on the ground, her filthy hair disheveled, her body adorned with strange
ornaments. Though covered in dust from crawling and kneeling for so long, her snow-white skin
bore the marks of countless wounds and the brand of slavery on her buttocks. Kneeling in the middle of the hall, she appeared so forlorn and insignificant
.
Mu Guiying was no longer the commanding general she once was, nor did she possess the former battlefield prowess and
unwavering confidence. Her once proud heart had been shattered. She shrunk to the ground, trembling uncontrollably,
tears streaming down her face like broken pearls.
Now, she was no different from any other woman subjected to abuse, equally at the mercy of others, equally obedient
. The same wails, the same pleas for mercy. She had been completely changed, transformed from a powerful marshal
into a tool for his lust, a change that was not merely a change of role, but
a complete transformation from body to mind. She was now utterly broken, completely subjugated to Wang Shouhui's lewd power.
Wang Shouhui put the gag back on Mu Guiying, pulled her to the other side of Xiao Yande's table, made her support herself
on the ground with her legs and hands, her back parallel, then took four candles from the candlestick, lit them with a flint and steel
, and dripped the wax onto Mu Guiying's back. A burning pain made Mu Guiying cry
out , "Ooh... ooh..."
In a moment, four candles were stuck to Mu Guiying's back. Wang Shouhui used the same method to stick
four candles onto Yang Paifeng as well. Then he said to the two women, "You'd better not move around, otherwise, if the candle falls
, I won't be so polite. You two know how I treat slaves!"
Hearing this, Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng dared not move. They no longer dared to use their bodies
to defy Wang Shouhui's words. They had no choice but to obey unconditionally.
Although Xiao Yande and the Liao generals had also ravaged many Song Dynasty women, they had never been as
cruel and ruthless as Wang Shouhui. Wang Shouhui came to Xiao Yande and said, "Your Highness, what do you think of these two candlesticks?"
"Very good, very good, I am very satisfied!" Xiao Yande replied.
"Your Highness, today we captured three passes in one fell swoop, it's truly gratifying, we should drink until we're drunk
!" Wang Shouhui said.
"Yes, that's exactly what I was thinking, but Young Master Wang's performance just now has left me burning with lust.
I've lost all my desire."
"Hehe..." Wang Shouhui chuckled a few times and said, "Your Highness, what's so difficult about that? Didn't we capture Eighth Sister and Ninth
Sister today? It's said they're still virgins."
Xiao Yande was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately ordered Eighth Sister and Ninth Sister to be brought up.
Chapter Eleven: The Two Beauties Fight by Lamplight, Using Dragon and Phoenix Embroidered Jade Bodies as a Screen
The bright moon was like a plate. The stars twinkled, and the Three Passes under the moon still stood tall and majestic. Loud
laughter from Liao soldiers and screams of women could be heard from within the city.
At this moment, two bound women were being pushed and shoved by several Liao soldiers towards the White Tiger Hall. They
were Eighth Sister and Ninth Sister, who had been captured this afternoon. Because the Liao soldiers had just given them a bath,
the dirt on their bodies was gone, and they had been given soft clothes.
Eighth Sister wore a pink outer garment as thin as a cicada's wing, while Ninth Sister had been changed into a green one.
There was no concealment underneath; her prominent nipples and alluring private parts were vaguely visible. Although they were extremely unwilling, they
had no choice. Soon, Eighth Sister and Ninth Sister arrived at the White Tiger Hall. Entering the hall, they stood upright, not kneeling, and
raised their heads to look at Xiao Yande, who sat in the hall.
Xiao Yande ordered their ropes to be loosened and ordered them to kneel in the hall, but the two women refused to kneel and remained standing
motionless. Several Liao soldiers came over, grabbed the sisters' shoulders, and kicked Eighth Sister and Ninth Sister hard in the back of their legs.
The two women cried out "Ah..." and knelt down, but their eyes still held a
look of disdain.
Xiao Yande, observing this, remained unperturbed and said, "Very good, very good, you have backbone. I like it." He then
addressed Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng on either side of the table, "Now that you are dogs, you should
greet your general in dog language."
Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng had already seen their eighth and ninth sisters brought into the hall. Now, being asked to greet them,
Mu Guiying felt incredibly ashamed of her current appearance and lowered her head, remaining silent. A whip cracked, and bright red blood
quickly swelled on Mu Guiying's body, causing her to cry out in pain. Unable to do anything else, she
could only bark a few times in shame, "Woof...woof...woof..." At the same time, Paifeng also began to bark.
Only then did the eighth and ninth sisters notice Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng, and were startled by their attire.
Hearing their barking, the two women's hearts sank. They knew Mu Guiying's nature well;
she wouldn't act this way unless she had been violated by an extraordinary person. A sense of fear rose in their hearts
.
"Take off your clothes!" Xiao Yande said to his eighth and ninth sisters.
The two women spat at Xiao Yande and said, "Don't even think about it."
Xiao Yande, enraged, was about to tear the clothes of the Eighth and Ninth Sisters himself when Wang Shouhui stopped him, saying, "Your Highness
, why be so hasty? It's not difficult for them to undress themselves. Please sit down, Your Highness, and let me sit down." Xiao Yande knew Wang Shouhui had
a bad idea, so he sat down.
Wang Shouhui ordered the Liao soldiers to bring six braziers and pot racks, arranging them in a rectangle, with a pot
rack on each brazier. Then, he brought a rectangular iron plate, about 3 meters long and 2 meters wide, and placed it
on the arranged pot racks.
Wang Shouhui ordered the soldiers to remove the Eighth and Ninth Sisters' shoes and socks and force them onto the iron plate. He then ordered six soldiers, each with a
leather whip, to stand beside a brazier. Whenever the Eighth and Ninth Sisters stepped off the iron plate, they were to be whipped until
they were forced back onto it. He then ordered the fire to be lit, and several soldiers began to light the fire in the braziers. Because
tung oil had been added to the firewood, the fire quickly grew strong, and the flames rose higher and higher.
The eighth and ninth sisters stood on the iron plate, initially feeling nothing, but as the fire grew stronger, the iron plate gradually
heated up. Because they were barefoot, the two women were extremely sensitive to the heat. At first, they could
stand on the iron plate with both feet at the same time, but as the temperature rose, they had to alternate feet, letting one
foot touch the ground so the other could rest and cool down.
The fire grew stronger, the iron plate hotter, and the frequency of their foot-switching increased. Their prominent breasts
rose and fell rhythmically. Xiao Yande's heart was filled with lust.
After a while, blisters appeared on their feet. The iron plate sizzled and emitted blue smoke as it burned their feet
. The eighth and ninth sisters could no longer bear it; they turned and jumped off the iron plate. As soon as they landed,
the leather whips of the Liao soldiers standing on either side rained down on them, mercilessly lashing their bodies.
The two women screamed in pain, "Ahhh... Ahhh..." Forced to return to the iron plate,
they were now a dark reddish-brown, sizzling and steaming with each step.
The Eighth and Ninth Sisters, unable to bear the searing pain, began to beg for mercy.
"Please, let us down!" the Eighth Sister pleaded desperately.
"Letting you down isn't difficult; you just need to take off your clothes!" Wang Shouhui said.
The Eighth and Ninth Sisters, their earlier arrogance gone, suppressed their shame and quickly removed their
clothes.
"Let us down! We're already naked!" the Eighth Sister pleaded again.
"You can come down, but from now on you'll be our sex slaves, like Mu Guiying. For our pleasure!"
"We're willing! We'll do anything you want! We're your sex slaves!" the Eighth Sister quickly agreed
. The two women only wanted to get off the iron plate as quickly as possible; they no longer had the courage to resist.
Wang Shouhui ordered the soldiers with whips to leave, and the Eighth and Ninth Sisters eagerly jumped off the iron plate. Because
their feet were blistered from the scald, the two sisters cried out in pain and fell to the ground as soon as they touched the ground.
Xiao Yande looked at his eighth and ninth sisters lying on the ground. The two sisters had flowing hair, fair skin,
slightly furrowed brows, almond-shaped eyes full of spring, noses like hanging galls, and lips like red pearls. Their jade-like bodies lay horizontally, their breasts high and firm. He couldn't help but feel a surge of desire
. His penis became somewhat erect.
So, Xiao Yande turned away from the command table, went straight to the eighth sister, grabbed her hair, pulled her
to the front of the table, pulled down his trousers, revealing his erect penis. Xiao Yande commanded in a commanding tone: "Suck it in your mouth
!"
The eighth sister had grown up in the Yang family, a pampered young lady with strict upbringing. She had never seen a man's penis before.
Now, Xiao Yande's penis was presented before her eyes. She looked closely and saw that although Xiao Yande's penis
wasn't particularly long, it was still larger than most men's. The most striking feature was that Xiao Yande's penis
was several times thicker than the average man's, with the glans exposed, pulsating with each of his rapid breaths,
full of life.
Out of girlish modesty, Eighth Sister bit her lip and turned her face to the side.
Seeing this, Xiao Yande reached out his left hand and pinched Eighth Sister's nose, making it difficult for her to breathe.
To catch her breath, Eighth Sister opened her mouth, and as soon as she did, Xiao Yande forcefully shoved his thick penis
into it.
Just as Eighth Sister was about to breathe, she suddenly felt a thick, large object inserted into her mouth,
filling it completely, the tip of which was pressing against her throat, causing an unbearable itch, and she involuntarily coughed
. At this moment, Eighth Sister realized that what was in her mouth was Xiao Yande's penis. She desperately tried to
spit it out, so she pulled her head back forcefully.
Seeing this, Xiao Yande understood Eighth Sister's intention. He grabbed his penis with one hand and pressed
the back of Eighth Sister's head with the other, thrusting his hips forward and pushing her head back so she would swallow his penis completely
.
Xiao Yande rhythmically thrust in and out, filling Eighth Sister's mouth completely. Her tongue had nowhere to go
but to roam within her mouth. Her tongue licked Xiao Yande's penis, giving him an indescribable pleasure.
Through the constant friction between her tongue and penis, Eighth Sister felt Xiao Yande's penis grow larger and
hotter. As she continued to masturbate, the thick penis writhed in her mouth, and a strange sensation quickly
spread throughout her body—a sensation she had never experienced before, a sensation that could make one feel like they were floating on air. Eighth Sister unconsciously
followed Xiao Yande's rhythm, sucking. While sucking, she made indistinct sounds.
Xiao Yande knew that Eighth Sister was losing control under the stimulation of his penis, so he decided to
fully arouse her sexual desire, turning her into a complete harlot.
He withdrew his penis from her mouth. Eighth Sister immediately felt a sense of relief; the lewd illusion
vanished. Her face flushed, ashamed of her earlier behavior. Under the enemy's coercion, she
had even made lewd noises. Was she really a harlot? Eighth Sister bit her lip tightly. She had to
control her lust and regain her reason.
Xiao Yande laid Eighth Sister flat and spread her legs. Eighth Sister dared not resist, because she knew that resistance...
The consequence of resistance was that she remained silent, closing her eyes and letting Xiao Yande do as he pleased. Looking at Eighth Sister
's reclining body, Xiao Yande suddenly felt a surge of desire. He straddled her petite frame, riding her naked, beautiful body, and
forcefully grasped her soft, tender breasts, clamping his erect penis between them
and thrusting it incessantly.
Eighth Sister felt something hard and warm between her breasts, constantly rubbing and thrusting
, making her feel strange. She wondered how Xiao Yande would humiliate her next. If she hadn't already decided
not to look at him, she would have opened her eyes immediately. Thinking this, she felt the thing
thrust even faster, so she struggled violently, partly to make Xiao Yande think she wasn't acting willingly, and partly
to use her movements to drive away the strange feeling.
As Eighth Sister's body writhed, waves of unprecedented pleasure surged through his penis. "Haha...ha,
so good! So good!" Xiao Yande cried out in ecstasy, his hands gripping tighter and tighter, his penis thrusting faster and faster,
relentlessly humiliating the Song Dynasty female general before him. The exhilarating sensation made him increasingly excited.
He bent down, burying his head between Eighth Sister's delicate thighs, his tongue
licking upwards inch by inch along the inner thigh. Eighth Sister's snow-white skin tingled with goosebumps from the stimulation of his tongue. When he licked the tender
, sensitive clitoris at the base of her thigh, Eighth Sister's body trembled involuntarily, a wave of pleasure spreading throughout her body.
Xiao Yande gently, tenderly licked Eighth Sister's clitoris, the pink clitoris gradually stiffening under the caress of his tongue
. At the same time, Xiao Yande's fingers penetrated the dense pubic hair, following the mysterious crevice, one by one
entering Eighth Sister's vagina. When three fingers were fully inserted into Eighth Sister's burning vagina, he used
his little finger, which remained outside, to probe her anus. "Ah... um..." Eighth Sister could no longer endure Xiao Yande's teasing and let out
a wanton moan.
Xiao Yande's three fingers expanded and contracted deep within Eighth Sister's paradise. His free hand
roamed over Eighth Sister's legs. "Ah... ah... um... um..." Eighth Sister's moans grew louder and louder; she had completely
entered a state of ecstasy.
Xiao
Yande's fingers clearly felt Eighth Sister's vagina becoming increasingly slippery. His hand continued forward, and what was
touching was that about three inches from the vaginal opening, there was a small, dark pinkish-red membrane, proving that
Eighth Sister was still a virgin. From this, Xiao Yande confirmed that Eighth Sister was indeed a virgin. This discovery
overjoyed him, and he withdrew his hand, afraid that he might have accidentally damaged Eighth Sister's hymen.
His pulled hand was covered in Eighth Sister's clear, slippery love fluid. His fingers
looked wrinkled and pale, as if they had been soaking in water for too long. Xiao Yande brought his fingers to his nose, smelling the scent of Eighth Sister's love fluid, then put his
fingers to Eighth Sister's mouth. Eighth Sister, like a fireball relentlessly burning with lust
, opened her mouth without hesitation and took his fingers in, licking her own love fluid with her tongue.
Xiao Yande became increasingly excited. He turned his body around, positioning his penis at Eighth Sister's vulva
. He slowly inserted his penis into Eighth Sister's body. Although her vagina was already lubricated,
it was tighter than he had imagined. Xiao Yande could only slowly push in, his glans groping forward in the darkness.
Suddenly, a thin membrane blocked his glans's path. Xiao Yande knew he had touched Eighth Sister's hymen, so
he slowly withdrew his penis, stopping at the entrance of her vagina! Then, taking a deep breath, he grabbed her breasts with both hands,
lowered his waist, and with a low growl, his enormous penis plunged completely into Eighth Sister's paradise.
"Ah...ah...it hurts, stop..."
Due to the rupture of Eighth Sister's hymen, a searing pain caused her to scream involuntarily.
The louder Eighth Sister screamed, the more excited Xiao Yande became. He thrust frantically. At this moment, Eighth Sister's pain
was replaced by boundless pleasure. The
bright red blood of her virginity was left on Xiao Yande's penis, Eighth Sister's genitals, and legs.
Xiao Yande finally reached the peak of pleasure; he was about to ejaculate. Just before he finished, he pulled out his penis and aimed it at
Eighth Sister's pretty face. The ejaculated semen rained down on Eighth Sister's flushed face, the milky white and
crystal clear semen spraying onto Eighth Sister's eyes, nose, lips, and cheeks. At the same time, Eighth Sister also screamed and
ejaculated. Thick, sticky love fluid spurted from Eighth Sister's vagina, flowing down her legs and onto both
sides of her vulva. An unprecedented feeling of pleasure enveloped Eighth Sister.
"Ah...ah..." Eighth Sister regained consciousness when she heard Ninth Sister's scream.
She turned her head and saw Ninth Sister kneeling on the ground, her hands also on the ground. Wang Shouhui had penetrated Ninth Sister from behind
, thrusting forcefully. Virgin blood flowed down Ninth Sister's thighs, the crimson virgin blood
appearing even more vivid against her snow-white skin.
His hands rubbed back and forth on Ninth Sister's drooping breasts. So forcefully, without a trace
of tenderness. At the same time, Wang Shouhui's mouth sucked back and forth on Ninth Sister's back, occasionally opening his mouth wide
to bite Ninth Sister's smooth, creamy back. Ninth Sister cried out "Ah...ah..." while desperately shaking
her buttocks.
Soon, Wang Shouhui reached the peak of his excitement. He pulled out his penis, walked to Jiu Mei
, and shoved it into her mouth. With a few thrusts, Wang Shouhui's semen gushed out like a floodgate opening, spraying all of it into Jiu
Mei's mouth. He pulled out his penis and quickly closed Jiu Mei's jaw, forcing her to swallow all the semen
before releasing his grip.
Jiu Mei, pampered since childhood, had never suffered such humiliation and couldn't help but
cry out, "Wah...wah..." Seeing Jiu Mei crying so sadly, and thinking of the tragic experience the two sisters had
endured that day, Ba Jie also couldn't help but cry.
Xiao Yande and Wang Shouhui, now satisfied, returned to their seats. Xiao Yande addressed the Liao generals on both sides,
saying, "Generals, in today's battle, we worked together to conquer three passes in one fell swoop. We have achieved an unprecedented victory, and
you should all enjoy it to the fullest."
He pointed to his eighth and ninth sisters, and Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng on either side of the table, and added, "These are our
spoils of war; you may use them as you see fit."
Before Xiao Yande finished speaking, the Liao generals had already rushed off to their respective targets.
The four poor women, surrounded by over fifty Liao generals, had their vaginas, mouths, and anuses stuffed full
, even their hands were used to stroke the Liao generals' penises.
A horrific gang rape had begun. The Liao generals' ecstatic, lewd cries mingled with the four women's painful screams,
creating a jarring contrast.
Finally, after the last Liao general withdrew his weapon, the gang rape ended. The four women's bodies, faces, thighs
, and even their hair were covered in semen. Exhausted from the prolonged intercourse, they lay on the ground,
panting heavily, their semen-covered bodies gleaming in the candlelight.
Looking at the Eighth Sister's snow-white body, Wang Shouhui seemed to remember something. He approached Xiao Yande, bowed, and
said, "Your Highness, I was fond of painting during the Song Dynasty. How about I paint a picture for you?"
Xiao Yande, a mere warrior, knew nothing of painting. He replied, "What's so interesting about painting
?"
Wang Shouhui smiled and said, "Your Highness, I don't use a brush, but a specially made hollow silver needle. I don't use paper either,
but a woman's body. The more radiant and supple the body
, the better the painting." Xiao Yande found this intriguing and said, "Then please paint it on the spot, Young Master Wang."
Wang Shouhui immediately ordered the Liao soldiers to bring a table, washed Eighth Sister's body clean with water, and then
tied her to the table in a spread-eagle position, exposing her vulva.
Eighth Sister didn't know what Wang Shouhui was going to do, but she knew she was about to be tortured again, and she couldn't
help but sigh. That sigh sounded so helpless and desperate.
Wang Shouhui walked up to Eighth Sister, whose vulva was clearly displayed before him. She knew he
was looking at her and desperately tried to close her legs, but they were fixed to the sides of the table,
rendering her immobile.
Wang Shouhui took out a small wooden box from his pouch. Inside were
a knife, scissors, a fork, a hollow silver needle, and colorful paint. He took out a curved
knife, heated it over a fire for a while, and then carefully began shaving Eighth Sister's pubic hair. Eighth Sister
felt her pubic hair being shaved off and pleaded, "No! Please stop!"
Wang Shouhui ignored her and continued shaving carefully. In no time, Eighth Sister's pubic hair was
completely shaved off. Wang Shouhui then took a towel and wiped away the remaining hair. Thus, Eighth Sister's vulva
was no longer concealed, completely exposed.
Wang Shouhui took out a hollow silver needle and began to draw on Eighth Sister's vulva. The needle pierced her flesh, causing excruciating
pain. Eighth Sister screamed, her thigh muscles tensing
. The pain intensified with each subsequent needle insertion. With each rise and fall of Wang Shouhui's needle, Eighth Sister's screams echoed.
Soon, a dragon and phoenix painting was completed. Eighth Sister had never imagined such
a thing would happen. Her virginity had been ruthlessly taken, leaving indelible
humiliation on either side of her vulva—humiliation that would forever accompany her, constantly shattering any beautiful
fantasies she had once held.
Wang Shouhui summoned Xiao Yande to Eighth Sister's vulva, saying, "Your Highness, please look!"
Xiao Yande saw a dragon and a phoenix on either side of Eighth Sister's vulva, forming a semi-encirclement
. Because the painting had just been finished, the blood from the piercing needles and the residue of paint remained on it, making the dragon and phoenix image
unclear.
Xiao Yande pulled up Ninth Sister, who was lying nearby, and pressed her head against Eighth Sister's vulva, saying, "
Lick all the residue off the painting." Ninth Sister looked at her sister's genitals. Because Eighth Sister's leg muscles were still twitching, some of the
deeper needle punctures were still bleeding, leaving her genitals a mess.
Seeing Eighth Sister being tortured like this, Ninth Sister sighed deeply, tears streaming down her face. A crisp crack of a whip rang out,
"Hurry up!" The whip struck Ninth Sister, and Xiao Yande's voice rang out at the same time. Ninth Sister dared not linger any longer and
quickly lowered her head, beginning to lick the residue off Eighth Sister's genitals and vulva.
Ninth Sister licked so gently; Eighth Sister's inner thighs were very sensitive, and Ninth Sister's licking felt extremely pleasurable.
Ninth Sister's nimble tongue slid back and forth across Eighth Sister's genitals, occasionally rubbing against Eighth Sister's clitoris and parted labia.
"Ah...ah..." Eighth Sister's pleasure gradually rose. A trickle of fluid flowed from the entrance of Peach Blossom Cave once again.
Xiao Yande looked at the dragon and phoenix image that Ninth Sister had cleaned Eighth Sister's genitals with. It had become very clear now. The colorful dragon
and phoenix seemed to be flying between heaven and earth, their heads looking back at Eighth Sister's vulva from above. The tips of their
tails were on either side of Eighth Sister's anus, completely surrounding Eighth Sister's private parts. With the opening and closing of Eighth Sister's vulva
, the dragon and phoenix also danced, truly lifelike.
After observing for a while, Xiao Yande repeatedly praised the painting, saying, "I never expected Young Master Wang to have such skill in
painting." "Oh, not at all," Wang Shouhui replied, "I'm just showing off my limited skills. Marshal Mu's painting skills are second to none in the Song Dynasty
. Who in the Song Dynasty doesn't know that Marshal Mu is a man of both literary and military talent, excelling in both calligraphy and painting? Why doesn't Your Highness have her paint a picture for you, to enhance your refined taste?" Upon 　　 hearing this, Xiao Yande exclaimed, "A good idea!" Turning back to Mu Guiying on the ground
, he said, " 　　You little slut, your general has performed well today, so paint a picture to encourage him!" 　　 He then put down Eighth Sister and tied Ninth Sister to the table. 　　 Mu Guiying glared fiercely at Wang Shouhui. She understood his intention: to sow 　　discord between her and Eighth and Ninth Sisters. But she dared not refuse; she no longer dared to experience Wang Shouhui's strange methods. 　　She walked tremblingly towards Ninth Sister. 　　 "No, Guiying! We're family! Don't fall for their tricks!" Ninth Sister 　　said to Mu Guiying. 　　 Mu Guiying looked at Ninth Sister and said, "Ninth Aunt, accept your fate. Do we have any room to resist? Here, we're 　　nothing but tools for others to vent their lust, playthings to be manipulated. Even if I don't paint on your body, do you think 　　they'll let you go?"

Ninth Sister sighed. Thinking of the current situation, she felt Mu Guiying's words were correct. Yes, even
if Mu Guiying didn't get tattooed, someone else would. Since everyone was bound to suffer, perhaps Guiying would experience
less pain.
"Slower, gentler, Guiying," Ninth Sister said to Mu Guiying.
"I will," Guiying nodded in response. So, Mu Guiying picked up Wang Shouhui's tools and began to work.
Mu Guiying had been watching Wang Shouhui tattoo Eighth Sister while lying on the ground.
It wasn't a complicated technique. Plus, Mu Guiying was incredibly intelligent and talented, and had a background in painting
. Therefore, it didn't take long to finish. Although Ninth Sister experienced some pain, it was bearable,
preventing her from screaming in front of the enemy.
After the tattoo was finished, Mu Guiying, on Xiao Yande's orders, used her tongue to thoroughly clean Ninth Sister's genitals.
Seeing the two well-proportioned bodies and the dragon and phoenix design on the genitals, the Liao generals burst into laughter.
Xiao Yande walked up to the Eighth and Ninth Sisters. He turned them over, buttocks facing up, and then
took a red-hot branding iron marked with the word "slave" from the brazier. He pressed it onto their buttocks, two wisps of smoke rising
as they screamed. The word "slave" was firmly imprinted on their buttocks. These two words represented
shame, inscribed with the word "ravages," and would mercilessly accompany the Eighth and Ninth Sisters, constantly reminding them of that dark scene.
Chapter Twelve: The Thief King Captured at the Three Passes, the Princess Loses Her Virginity After Intercepting Grain.
Yang Zongbao, after being treated by the team doctor, slowly recovered. He quickly wrote an urgent letter and
sent it back to Tianbo Mansion with an 800-li express courier.
At this moment, Lady She was sitting in the hall drinking tea when Yang Hong came to report that a letter had arrived from the border. Lady She hurriedly summoned him.
Upon opening the letter, she was shocked. She never expected that Mu Guiying and the Eighth Sister had been
captured by the Liao Kingdom. The three passes had also fallen. After a moment of contemplation, the Dowager Empress instructed Yang Hong to prepare the horses, as she herself wished to go to the Golden Palace to meet
Emperor Zhenzong.
Arriving at the Meridian Gate, she dismounted and went to the platform to recount the battle situation at the three passes to Emperor Zhenzong, but
made no mention of the capture of Guiying and the others. She pleaded with Emperor Zhenzong to send troops to their aid immediately.
At this moment, Wang Qiang, the Grand Marshal of the Ministry of War, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, in our court, only the Yang family generals were capable of resisting the Liao army,
but now the Yang family has suffered a recent defeat, and I fear there is no one left to lead the troops. In my humble opinion, it would be better to cease hostilities and sue for peace, to avoid further bloodshed."
Wang Qiang's words were barely finished... The Empress Dowager hurriedly said, "Lord Wang, you are mistaken. Our Great Song Dynasty is
a great and prosperous nation; how can we seek peace with the Liao?" She then turned and said, "Your Majesty, this old minister, though unworthy, is willing to lead troops to resist
the enemy and relieve the siege of the Three Passes."
Emperor Zhenzong of Song, after listening, thought for a moment and said, "Very well. It is rare for the Empress Dowager to be so young yet still serve the country. I hereby appoint
you as the Second Route Marshal, to lead the entire army of the nation, and command the female generals of the Yang family to march on the Three Passes." The Empress Dowager
accepted the decree and left the palace, returning to the Tianbo Mansion. She instructed Yang Hong to beat the drums to gather the generals. In an instant, the drums thundered, and the Yang family soldiers
, one by one, donned their helmets and armor, and stood on either side of the White Tiger Hall of the Yang family. The Empress Dowager herself was also in military attire. She sat
behind the commander's desk, while Yang Hong, holding a sword, stood beside her.
After roll call, the Grand Marshal said, "Generals, Guiying and Zongbao, the battle of the Three Passes resulted in heavy losses, and the Three Passes have
fallen. His Majesty has appointed me as the Second Route Marshal to relieve the siege of the Three Passes. On this journey, all generals must fight bravely and strive to be the
first to charge."
Having said this, the Grand Marshal picked up a large command token and ordered the cavalry officers to divide into ten routes and dispatch
the following generals: General of Youzhou
: Yue Sheng (Yue Dinglong);
General of Qingzhou: Xu Liang (Xu Zhiyuan); General of Chanzhou
: Zheng Yin (Zheng Gongwei );
General of Chenqiao Pass: Gao Changhe;
General of Hongni Pass
: Shuangwang (Huyan Pixian )
; General of Lintong Pass: Di Qing; General of Baihu Pass: Yang Zongyao; General of Chishui Pass: Bai Tonghai;
General of Shanhaiguan: Zhang Qifeng;
General of Jingzhou: Li Yuanqing
. Each of the ten generals led their troops and were to meet at Hulu Valley, fifty li from the Three Passes, ten days later. The cavalry officers
received their orders and mounted their horses, galloping off swiftly. Then she appointed Princess Chai and Wang Huai as vanguards, to depart immediately and meet at Hulu Valley.
The two accepted the order and returned to prepare.
The next day, outside Lin'an City, cannons roared, and the Empress Dowager personally led an army of 200,000 to the border.
Nothing eventful happened on the road. Ten days later, the Empress Dowager's army arrived at Hulu Valley. The generals of various garrisons came to greet them. The Empress Dowager ordered
the camp to be set up, and personally inspected the Liao army's movements and the terrain. Then, she beat the drums and raised the tent. Along the way, based on
the descriptions in Zong Bao's letter, the Empress Dowager had gained an understanding of the Liao army, and today she had surveyed the enemy's situation and the terrain. She already had a plan to defeat the enemy in mind.
The Empress Dowager sat behind her command desk.
Looking at the female generals and the ten garrison commanders under her command, the Empress Dowager said, "Our army is newly arrived, and the Liao army will certainly not expect
us to risk our fatigue to raid their camp. Therefore, their defenses will inevitably be lax. We can take advantage of this opportunity
to seize the three passes in one fell swoop." She then ordered Yang Zongyao to sneak into the Liao army camp at midnight and
set it ablaze while the Liao army was off guard.
She then ordered Yue Sheng and Xu Zhiyuan to ambush the Liao army midway through Yijin Pass. Gao Changhe was to ambush below Yijin Pass, Zheng Yin and
Huyan Pixian were to ambush the Liao army midway through Waqiao Pass, Di Qing was to ambush below Waqiao Pass, Bai Tonghai and Zhang Qifeng were to ambush the Liao army
midway through Yukou Pass, and Li Yuanqing was to ambush below Yukou Pass. When
the Liao army camp outside the city was set ablaze, the troops at the three passes would inevitably come out of the city to help. The troops ambushed midway would then seize the opportunity to attack and
prevent them from reinforcing the Liao army camp. Three groups of troops, lying in ambush beneath the city walls, were to attack the city immediately after the Liao army left.
The generals received their orders and went to prepare. Lady She further ordered:
Zhang Jinding (wife of the eldest son), and Yun Cuiying (wife of the second son), to ambush in the woods to the left of the Liao camp; Luo
Sumei (wife of the third son), and Pan Yuyan (wife of the fourth son), to ambush behind the earthen mound to the right of the Liao camp;
and Hua Xieyu (wife of the fifth son), and Du Jin'e (wife of the seventh son), to ambush at the main gate of the Liao army camp. They were to attack immediately upon seeing the Liao camp ablaze
.
Princess Chai, Wang Huainü, Yang Zongbao, and Jiang Meiping (wife of the eighth son) were each to lead a contingent as rendezvous points, ready
to support the other troops. The generals received their orders and went to prepare.
At the second watch of the night, the sky was moonless, and the north wind howled. A dark figure emerged from the Song camp, using a land-based leaping
technique to rush towards the Liao camp. He nimbly dodged the Liao soldiers' patrols, gradually entering...
In the Liao army's central camp, after checking that no one was around, he poured the tung oil he had prepared beforehand onto the cowhide tent, then
took out a flint and steel from his pocket. He lit the tent, and the wind fanned the flames, the fire amplifying the wind's power. In an instant, the Liao camp was engulfed in flames. The one who set
the fire was Yang Zongyao.
As soon as the fire started, the Liao camp was thrown into chaos. At this moment, the Song troops, who had been lying in ambush all around, seized the opportunity to attack. They charged into the enemy camp
like tigers among sheep.
The Liao soldiers stationed at Yijin Pass, seeing the fire, immediately reported to their commander. Xiao Yande hurriedly led a large number of Liao
soldiers out of Yijin Pass. At the same time, the commanders of Waqiao Pass and Yukou Pass also rushed out of the city to relieve the
siege of the Liao camp.
The Song troops, who had been lying in ambush, then attacked. A chaotic battle ensued, and the Liao army was utterly defeated, retreating back to the Tianmen Formation. The Song army recaptured
the three passes.
After entering the three passes, Lady She ordered a thorough search for Mu Guiying and the others. However, after several searches
, they couldn't find them. It turned out that Xiao Yande, knowing that the Lady's reinforcements had arrived, fearing something might happen, had already
moved Mu Guiying and the others to the Tianmen Formation. Although the generals had decisively defeated the Liao army, their brows remained furrowed as they couldn't find Mu Guiying and the others.
Just then, Yang Zongyao arrived at the command tent carrying a large sack, tossed it down, and said, "Grandma,
look who I've captured!"
Opening the sack, everyone saw it was Wang Shouhui. Seeing Wang Shouhui, the generals gritted their teeth in hatred
and immediately began to beat him mercilessly until he begged for mercy. Lady She, fearing that killing Wang Shouhui would leave no
evidence, quickly ordered the soldiers to stop and imprison him in the death row.
"The Heavenly Gate Formation consists of 108 interconnected formations, but currently no one in our army understands
it. We must seek out a master." After much deliberation, the Grand Commandant wrote two letters: one ordering
Yang Zongyao to go to Mount Wutai to invite Yang Wulang, and the other instructing Yang Zongbao to go to Lishan to invite the Holy
Mother of Lishan, Mu Guiying's teacher.
The two men accepted the orders and left. The Grand Commandant declared, "Until the Holy Mother of Lishan and Wulang arrive, no one is allowed to leave
the city to meet the enemy. Anyone who disobeys will be executed." The generals agreed and returned to
their respective units to rest. Leaving aside the others for now, let's focus on Princess Chai returning to her vanguard camp. She removed her armor and sat in her tent,
somewhat displeased. She felt the Grand Commandant was making a mountain out of a molehill. It was just the Heavenly Gate Formation; what was so special about it?
The Yang family army could easily crush it in one go. Why bother seeking help and wasting time? But she
dared not disobey the Grand Commandant's orders, and could only remain sullen in her tent.
Five days passed without any battle between the Liao and Song armies, and all was peaceful.
On the sixth day at noon, a soldier reported that Liao army supply wagons had been spotted west of the Tianmen Formation. Princess Chai, upon hearing this, thought that if they intercepted the Liao army's supplies,
the Liao army would fall into disarray without a fight, and the Tianmen Formation would collapse without a battle. Thinking this, she quickly led the Song army
towards the direction of the Liao army's supply wagons.
They hadn't gone far when they saw a group of Liao soldiers escorting supplies towards the Tianmen Formation. She immediately shouted and
led the Song army to charge. Just as they reached the supply wagons, Liao soldiers sprang into action. Seeing the danger, the princess turned her horse and
fled, but the Liao soldiers had already laid down tripwires. Caught off guard, the princess fell from her horse and was
tackled to the ground and tightly bound by the charging Liao soldiers. Upon seeing their commander captured, the Song soldiers scattered and fled. The Liao army, taking
Princess Chai back to the Tianmen Formation, seized her.
With the three passes lost, Xiao Yande sat dejectedly in his tent, still haunted by the battle of the previous days
.
Just then, a soldier reported that Princess Chai had been captured. Overjoyed, Xiao Yande immediately ordered her brought
before him. The Liao soldiers agreed, and soon Princess Chai, bound and gagged, was brought to the central tent.
Looking at Princess Chai standing below, Xiao Yande let out a wild laugh, "I never imagined I would be
able to see the Princess's golden face today! It is truly an honor beyond measure!" Princess Chai knew that her capture meant she would suffer humiliation
, so she remained silent within the tent.
Xiao Yande continued, "Princess, this is our first meeting; there should be a gift." He
quickly ordered his men to bring the heavy double-fish shackles and have them fitted on the princess, a small gesture of hospitality.
Before long, the Liao soldiers brought out the double-fish cangue. The cangue was made of two separate fish shapes.
The upper right side of the left fish's head was a semicircle just large enough to accommodate a person's neck, while the tail was an adjustable
circle used to secure the left hand.
Similarly, the upper left side of the right fish was also a semicircle, with the lower circle securing the right hand. When the two
fish shapes were combined, the two semicircles became a circle, perfectly fitting the head. Two locks were then used to secure it from both sides,
making the hand and head a single unit, impossible to move.
The Liao soldiers untied the princess's hands and placed the double-fish cangue around her neck, simultaneously fixing her hands within the circle
. Princess Chai shook her hands vigorously, trying to separate the cangue. However, the cangue remained unmoved, and
the circle securing her hands tightened even more than before.
Looking at Princess Chai wearing the double-fish cangue, Xiao Yande felt an indescribable excitement. He walked up to Princess Chai
, touched her face, and said, "Such delicate skin. It would be a waste not to use it."
Princess Chai understood Xiao Yande's intention upon hearing this. Her body involuntarily twitched slightly. Although her
movement was small, Xiao Yande noticed it. He then reached out to strip Princess Chai of her clothes.
Princess Chai desperately tried to hide, but her hands and head were fixed together, hindering her movement. In no time, she
was stripped naked.
Looking at the naked Princess Chai before him, Xiao Yande couldn't help but sigh. Although Princess Chai was middle-
aged, due to her excellent maintenance, her full breasts were high and firm, her waist slender, her hips rounded, her abdomen
smooth without a single wrinkle, and a patch of pubic hair like a black blanket covered her alluring area.
Her straight and slender legs had beautiful lines. Her feet were delicate and exquisite, her entire body flawless,
like a peerless piece of jade, hardly resembling a woman nearing forty.
Looking at Princess Chai's beautiful breasts, Xiao Yande could no longer suppress his lust. He placed her
on a table, grasped her breast with his right hand, and began to gently knead it. At the same time, his mouth moved closer to her
right nipple, gently biting and licking, or pressing it forcefully with his tongue. Princess Chai felt cold sweat break out all over her body.
A feeling of shame rose within her.
She desperately twisted her body, trying to escape Xiao Yande's tongue, but he had her pinned beneath him
, leaving her no way to break free. Xiao Yande greedily sucked at Princess Chai's body. Yet, at the same time, another inexplicable
pleasure gradually spread through Princess Chai's body.
She had felt this way many years ago, when she was with Yang Liulang, and
now, being humiliated by an enemy, how could she still feel this way? She felt ashamed,
ashamed of her worthless body.
Xiao Yande, of course, had no idea of Princess Chai's inner struggle. His mouth was on one nipple, while his hands caressed
the curves of her body, from her slender waist to her full buttocks, then down to her back.
His movements were so gentle and provocative that Princess Chai could no longer remain still; her
instincts made her involuntarily cry out, "Ah...ah..." Hearing this, Xiao Yande's
kisses on her nipples became even louder, and his caresses of her buttocks quickened.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through Princess Chai's nipples as Xiao Yande flicked her already erect nipples
. The pain went straight to her brain, while a sweet, tingling sensation spread throughout her body. She let out a silent
groan. Princess Chai instinctively tried to close her legs by straining her lower abdomen, but Xiao Yande's hand had already slipped
into the cleft of her buttocks.
Princess Chai felt anxious and said shyly, "Ah, no! Please don't touch that part of my body."
But Xiao Yande's hands relentlessly explored the cleft of her buttocks, while simultaneously inserting his thumb into her anus,
stimulating her with each thrust. Although Princess Chai felt extremely ashamed, she was still stimulated by the ticklish sensation, her breath coming in short gasps
. At this moment, Xiao Yande also licked down Princess Chai's flat abdomen, his tongue
moving along the edge of her pubic hair. The feeling of his hot breath penetrating her honeypot increased Princess Chai's anxiety.
Xiao Yande pressed his tongue against Princess Chai's vaginal opening, then forcefully pushed it inward, licking her labia majora and minora with the tip of his tongue
until it squeezed inside, rubbing the surface of her labia up and down, and gently biting her clitoris, which was about the size of a peanut, with his teeth
. The clitoris is the most sensitive part of a woman's body, and no woman can resist the pleasure it brings,
Princess Chai was no exception.
Her sensitive peach blossom cave had also reacted; she felt her clitoris becoming moist, and a small
amount of white secretion on both sides of her labia. A pale yellowish-white liquid was flowing out continuously. However, she tried to keep her
body stiff, not wanting Xiao Yande to know that she was reacting like this, not wanting Xiao Yande to think she was a wanton
woman.
But the pleasure grew stronger and stronger. Finally, under Xiao Yande's constant sucking, Princess Chai could no longer suppress
the fire of desire in her heart. "Ah...ah...ooh...so good..." she kept murmuring.
Xiao Yande knew that Princess Chai had reached her climax, so he took out his erect penis, aimed it at Princess Chai
's peach blossom cave, and thrust his waist forward, inserting his penis into her already overflowing vagina. Princess Chai couldn't
help but cry out, "Ah...ah..." The sound was filled with wanton pleasure. She had forgotten
her identity and dignity, completely immersed in the sea of desire.
Xiao Yande thrust in and out for a while, then turned Princess Chai over, making her lie face down on the table.
Princess Chai's snow-white buttocks were raised high, her vulva and anus fully exposed. Her anus was deep and round,
with even and dense wrinkles, a pale color, shaped like a bud, concave inside and bulging outside, with sparse pubic hair around it—truly
a superior specimen.
Xiao Yande, burning with lust, quickly grabbed Princess Chai's snow-white buttocks from behind, lowered his waist, and
thrust his hips forward. His enormous penis plunged into Princess Chai's anus. Princess Chai groaned,
tears streaming down her face from the pain, her whole body trembling, her anus twitching and clenching even tighter.
Princess Chai, born into royalty, was well-educated, gentle, and virtuous. The Yang family's upbringing was strict, and even
with her husband, Yang Liulang, they maintained a respectful and proper relationship. Her anus had never been touched by anyone before
. Suddenly feeling something inserted, she was terrified. She desperately twisted her buttocks, clenching her anus,
trying to escape Xiao Yande's penis.
This only fueled Xiao Yande's lust. He lewdly laughed, "Such a tight little anus! Let me
perform a 'back garden flower' for you, Princess." With that, he fully inserted his penis into Princess Chai's anus, showing no
mercy. He thrust forcefully while simultaneously kneading her breasts with both hands. Princess Chai
struggled desperately, but Xiao Yande held her buttocks firmly, rendering her immobile. She could only close her eyes and resign herself to her fate
.
As time ticked by, Princess Chai felt an unbearable itch in her vagina and an unbearable pain in her anus; the two
sensations intertwined, indescribable. Her body lay sprawled, drenched in sweat, her vagina and anus
red and swollen, with a constant flow of white, cloudy love fluid running down her fair thighs.
Princess Chai thought of all the ways Xiao Yande had played with her, and now even her anus had been deflowered; she felt utterly tormented,
unable to live or die. Overwhelmed with sorrow, tears streamed down her face. With a muffled groan, Xiao Yande's penis
ejaculated a stream of white fluid. Satisfied, he climbed onto Princess Chai.
After a while, he said to his generals, "Generals, Princess Chai is indeed excellent. Both
her vagina and anus are top-notch. Now you may take turns trying them." Upon hearing this, the generals
immediately surrounded Princess Chai.
Princess Chai had never witnessed such a scene before. Terrified, she trembled and begged repeatedly,
"Please, let me go! I can't take it anymore! You'll rape me to death! Let me rest
for a while!" At this moment, she was no longer the high and mighty princess, but merely a sex object to be manipulated.
She had no other choice but to plead desperately, hoping they would show her some mercy.
However, the Liao generals paid no heed to Princess Chai's pleas; they had already mounted their horses, eager to begin. The
poor Princess Chai, amidst her desperate pleas, was repeatedly gang-raped by the Liao generals. Only when she had no
strength left and was completely exhausted did the Liao generals stop.
Two Liao soldiers came and dragged the paralyzed Princess Chai, Mu Guiying, and the others together. Upon seeing each other, everyone inevitably burst into
tears.
(To be continued
)

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