Convent of Saints 181

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The Convent of the Virgin Mary 18 -
Chapter One: The Fox Beauty
In the northern part of the Holy Kingdom of Saint Anne, in the high, precipitous peaks of the Northern Mang Mountains, in the bedroom of the bandit chieftain, Prince Edward, who had led his army to suppress the bandits, rode on the back of the captured female bandit leader. His hand reached under her trousers, touching her
jade-like buttocks, bewildered and at a loss. Her fragrant buttocks were smooth and delicate, with an excellent feel; and the tail growing from the coccyx in the center of her buttocks was furry, also incredibly pleasant to the touch, like petting a cute kitten.
However, such a feel was far superior to the exquisite product of the beauty beneath him... As he touched her body, Elva found it uninteresting. He simply stared at her in astonishment, unsure of what to do.
The beautiful female bandit leader, her pretty face flushed red, although her mouth was stuffed with her underwear and she couldn't speak, glared at him with murderous ferocity, as if she wanted to tear him to pieces with her gaze.
Seeing her fierce gaze, Elva calmed down and continued to caress her smooth, fragrant buttocks, trying to decipher the shape of the tail.
Being touched on the buttocks by a man she had just met, Berlina was furious. She snorted angrily through her nose, desperately twisting her body, contorting herself into strange positions on the bed to prevent his hands from touching her private parts.
Elva, already impatient, became enraged by her uncooperative attitude. He forcefully ripped her trousers apart. When he pulled his hand out from the front, the trousers were torn beyond recognition, barely covering her private parts.
Elva's hands flew up and down, rapidly waving in the air. Under his sharp claws, Berlina's clothes fluttered like butterflies, falling to the floor.
In the blink of an eye, this beautiful and fierce female bandit leader was completely stripped naked, her snow-white body, never before seen by a man, utterly exposed to Elva's eyes.
Ignoring everything else, Elva flipped her over, staring at her bare buttocks, completely disregarding the fact that they had only just met and hadn't yet reached the level of intimacy where they could look at each other's genitals.
What he saw before him made his eyes widen in astonishment: on this beautiful woman's snow-white buttocks grew a large tail, its soft, white fur shimmering in the breeze blowing in from the window.
Elva knelt on the bed, his legs pressing tightly against Berlina's long, slender legs, forcing her face down on the bed, panting and moaning angrily, while he stared blankly at the strange sight before him, speechless.
Her slender and beautiful body was fully displayed before him. Her skin was white and smooth, as delicate as a freshly peeled egg; her waist was slender enough to be encircled by one hand; her full buttocks were rounded, white with a rosy tint—everything was so perfect, even the snow-white fox tail growing from her buttocks seemed so beautiful and lovely.
He grasped the long fox tail in his hand, feeling its soft, fluffy texture as it struggled and wriggled, trying to escape his grasp.
Elva tightened his grip on the fox tail, raised his head, and stared blankly at the beautiful woman beneath him, softly asking, "Are you a fox?"
The beautiful, naked female bandit leader trembled violently but did not answer.
It wasn't just because her mouth was stuffed with underwear; the secret she had been trying so hard to keep was discovered by this man she had just met, which enraged her so much that she wanted to bite him to death. She had no mind to answer his questions, but her behavior had already confirmed Elva's guess, making him nod and sigh, "No wonder, no wonder you're so seductive! But your martial arts skills are really beyond my expectations!"
He reached out, grasped her soft and full breasts, turned her slender body over, and pulled the underwear out of her mouth, asking, "Aren't you foxes known for your seductive arts? Why did you come to humans to become a bandit leader?"
The beautiful bandit leader spat out her underwear, gagged twice, and shouted angrily, "Bah! Who said we foxes can only survive by seductive arts? I'll rely on martial arts to roam the world, killing and burning, and it's none of your business!"
Elva smiled in surprise, carefully examining her face, and began to understand her origins.
Whether the fox clan is considered a branch of humans or beastmen is a matter of debate. However, it's an undeniable fact that their numbers are dwindling on this continent where humans hold overwhelming power.
Due to the vast difference in strength between them and humans, the fox clan now hides far away, residing in places far from human settlements. The Kingdom of Saint An has long been devoid of foxes; only legends remain, describing them as extremely beautiful women, possessing a seductive allure that can bewitch men, making them involuntarily obey their commands until they offer everything. Once they are no longer of use, these fox women discard them to find other suitors.
However, the veracity of these legends is questionable. Furthermore, this particular fox beauty is fond of martial arts, using her superior strength to establish her mountain stronghold. She frequently descends the mountain to plunder, relying on violence for survival—a typical violent woman, an anomaly among the fox clan.
Elva had also sent people to gather information on Berina. They said she suddenly appeared in Beiman Mountain a few years ago, gathering a large number of followers to rob passing merchants. Her methods were ruthless, and her followers were very devoted to her; no one mentioned her using seductive arts.
Thinking of this, Elva smiled in surprise, raised his hand to pinch her snow-white, smooth chin, and teased, "I didn't expect you to be such a violent woman. It's quite interesting that I've encountered such an unusual fox spirit..."
"Interesting? There's something even more interesting!" Berina said coldly, suddenly bending her leg and slamming her knee hard into his groin.
Elva, preoccupied with admiring her beauty, didn't notice the blow. A muffled thud was heard as his testicles were struck heavily by her jade-like knee, the force enough to bend an iron rod.
A fierce and triumphant expression appeared on Berina's beautiful face. No matter what cruel torture she might suffer, the fact that this enemy who dared to humiliate her had finally been castrated by her was the happiest thing for her. A
pained expression appeared on Elva's face. He squeezed his legs together, tightly trapping her long, slender legs between them, and sat hard on her feet, pressing down on her breasts to prevent her from moving. Only then did he groan softly, "It hurts! Do you often do this to men?"
Seeing him so casually complain of pain, Berlina was surprised. She stared at him wide-eyed, asking incredulously, "Are you alright?"
"Nonsense, of course I'm alright!" Elva shouted angrily, "Do you only feel happy when your testicles are crushed?"
Berlina's astonished gaze swept towards his genitals, only then remembering that he had done the same when she bit him earlier. It seemed his wicked skills had not only trained his penis, but also made his testicles indestructible.
Elva was now naked from the waist down, straddling her calves, while she lay on the bed, her snow-white, naked body fully exposed, her hands and feet tightly bound. The two were now naked before each other, a strange shift in their relationship compared to their recent hostility.
Elva frowned, enduring the pain, carefully examining the beautiful fox woman. He had never seen a naked fox woman before; he wanted to see her to his heart's content.
Her skin was smooth and white, her figure slender and sexy, her body twisting and turning on the bed, full of curvaceous beauty.
Being a fox woman, she naturally possessed an innate allure; just watching her swaying waist on the bed ignited Elva's lust, his penis involuntarily hardening, pointing towards her exquisite face.
The beautiful fox woman in her twenties was both sexy and charming, brimming with feminine allure. She was also a bandit leader with exceptional martial arts skills. Her slender and alluring figure possessed a healthy and athletic quality, which, combined with her penchant for violence, gave her a unique and captivating aura.
Elva climbed up and pressed herself against her, his hand involuntarily rising to stroke her soft, long hair. He knew she was a fox spirit, and her black and white hair was probably the mark of her clan.
His fingers traced her jade-like cheeks, fragrant neck, and smooth shoulders, feeling the silky smoothness of the fox-woman's skin. Elva was completely captivated, oblivious to her angry rant against him.
He brazenly grasped her full, snow-white breasts, playing with them in his hands. The fox-woman's breasts could be described as voluptuous, her skin white and rosy, incredibly delicate, and the sensation of holding them was pleasurable, arousing his desire for nipple play.
His hands continued to roam her body, caressing her flat stomach, moving down to her groin.
Beneath her smooth belly grew dense, pure white pubic hair; touching it, it was soft, smooth, and warm to the touch, like a cute little kitten.
Elva excitedly touched her breasts, gazing at her beautiful face, and suddenly felt a surge of affection for her.
Head bowed, he carefully admired her lower body, his fingers gliding over the fine hairs, kneading the pink petals. He looked up at Berina and said with a smile, "So, you are—the White-Haired Girl!"
Berina retorted angrily, "You are! Take your hands off me and get out of my way!"
As she spoke, she suddenly twisted her body, throwing the lust-driven Elva off, and lifted her bound jade feet, kicking Elva hard in the face!
Elva groaned, her whole body flying away, crashing to the ground, her head hitting the ground, her head buzzing.
Caught off guard, she launched a sneak attack. Enraged, Elva jumped up and roared, "Just because I haven't shown my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover!"
He'd already tolerated the first kick, but now she'd kicked him in the face. Although he wasn't wearing shoes, and her delicate feet exuded a faint fragrance, the blow was still hard enough to make him lose his temper. He stripped off his clothes, jumped naked onto the bed, and stomped on Berina's smooth abdomen, shouting, "Let me show you what I'm made of!"
Berina groaned, her blood surging from his weight. With a powerful jerk, she broke free from his foot. Despite her hands being bound behind her back, she knelt and slammed her head into Elva's stomach.
Her beautiful long hair, white and black, billowed in the wind, creating a strange and alluring effect.
With a slight shrug, Elva pushed her onto the bed, then knelt beside her, raising his hand and slapping her smooth, jade-like buttocks hard.
A crisp "smack" rang out, leaving a bright red handprint on her snow-white skin. Berina was stunned, only managing a furious shout after a moment: "You dare hit me here!"
Elva was grinning angrily when suddenly a white shadow flashed before his eyes. A large, fluffy, snow-white tail rose without warning and slapped him hard across the face.
After being captured, the beautiful female chieftain's hands and feet were bound, leaving her with only this one limb. In her rage, she lashed out at the enemy. Caught off guard, Elva was struck in the face, feeling the soft, furry white hairs creep into his nose, causing him to sneeze. Berina
's face broke into a triumphant smile, her eyes flashing with fierceness. She raised her fox tail and slapped him hard on the head; though she wouldn't knock him unconscious, she at least wanted to vent her anger.
For such a violent woman, Elva had only one way to deal with her. He reached out and gripped the fox's tail tightly, ignoring its writhing struggles. Holding the furry tail in his hand, he pressed down on her smooth, jade-like back, forcing her to collapse onto the bed, her face pressed against the sheets, cursing angrily.
The bandit's usual vulgarities infuriated Elva. He immediately knelt behind her, embracing her soft, smooth buttocks, his thick, hard penis pressing between her legs. He roared, "Foxes are lustful! I bet you're not a virgin. I just don't know if this is. Let me fuck you first!"
He grabbed the fox's tail and pulled it up, revealing her pink anus. His penis thrust forward, pressing against the anus, his hand gripping the tail tip simultaneously holding her shapely buttocks. With a slight pressure, the glans indented into the pink anus.
The beautiful and valiant female bandit leader was terrified and cried out angrily, "Pretty boy, how dare you..."
Elva snorted, grabbed her slender waist and shapely buttocks with both hands, pulled her back forcefully, and thrust his hips forward with a sudden, powerful stroke, his penis breaking through her anus and plunging inside.
The stunningly beautiful woman, a blend of valor and allure, looked up at the distance, her cherry lips parted, and she let out a piercing scream. In excruciating pain, the hair on her body stood on end, her beautiful face filled with wretched agony, and tears streamed down her face.
The snow-white fox tail in Elva's hands suddenly unleashed a powerful force, breaking free from his grasp and standing upright on her buttocks, pointing straight to the sky, like a straight pole.
At the same time, her long black and white hair, parted in three sections, also stood upright in pain, pointing straight to the sky, making her valiant and alluring face, adorned with an expression of pain, possess a strange and beautiful quality.
Elva's penis slid into her tender anus, firmly gripped by the fleshy rings of the fox's anus. He grimaced in pleasure, feeling the rings tighten, both soft and resilient—truly a masterpiece of anus, almost making him ejaculate on the spot.
Fortunately, he had already ejaculated on her mouth earlier, so Elva could barely hold back. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure for a while, then opened them to see Berina's hair standing on end. He exclaimed in surprise, "So fox women's hair and tails can stand up!"
"Nonsense!" Berina also grimaced in pain, turning to look at Elva with teary eyes, threatening, "Pull it out now, or I'll break it!"
She looked like a toothless lion cub, utterly unthreatening. Elva didn't say anything more, gripping her smooth, plump buttocks with both hands, thrusting his hips forward, slowly pushing towards her anus.
The fox woman's anus was extremely tight, requiring immense effort to advance even a little. The thick, fleshy penis struggled to open the untouched anus, tearing the tender, pink anus apart, from which blood flowed.
Elva lowered his head, looking at the erect, snow-white fox tail, admiring the beautiful anus, and seeing the pink wound slowly bleeding. He couldn't help but feel sympathy and sighed, "So you really are a virgin... Oh, it feels so good... It's like there are fleshy rings around it, it feels so good... Squeeze harder, I'm not afraid of being broken..."
He sighed incoherently, gripping the tender hips tightly with both hands, slowly pushing inward, wincing again from the tight anus.
The tender wound continued to be torn wider, causing Berina's face to contort in pain, tears streaming down her face. Since becoming the bandit leader, no one in the stronghold dared to disobey her, let alone dare to rape her anus in her bedroom, a change she couldn't bear.
Two grimacing figures were entangled on the bed, their bodies tightly connected. Berina's tail remained erect, its snow-white, glistening downy hairs fluttering wildly in the relentless pain, looking incredibly cute.
Elva, panting, as he experienced intense pleasure from being wrapped in a thick sleeve, gradually inserted his entire penis into her anus. Looking down, he saw that her tender anus had been completely torn apart by his large penis, bright red blood flowing from her tender anus, down her long, slender thighs, reflecting against her snow-white, delicate skin, creating a vivid scene.
Her anus gripped the penis tightly, from head to toe, every part completely sealed, without a single gap. The penis was so tightly clamped that it could barely move, as if it were an extension of her body. The
beautiful female bandit leader was in excruciating pain, tears streaming down her face. The thick thing was deeply embedded inside her, and although she could not move it, the pain was still excruciating.
The two of them knelt on the bed, panting heavily, like conjoined twins. Elva was quietly enjoying the pleasure of being tightly gripped, while Berina dared not move, too overwhelmed by the agony to even curse.
In the silence, only the sounds of their heavy breathing echoed in the room. Elva knelt behind her, his gaze hazy as he admired her alluring body, her naked, slender form, the captivating curves of her curves, her smooth, pink skin, and her high, snow-white fox tail, standing like a flagpole before him. He couldn't resist pressing his face against it, gently rubbing the fluffy tail, a warm sensation spreading across his face and into his heart.
Beneath the pure, flawless white fox tail, her pink anus bled profusely, acting as a natural lubricant, allowing Elva to slowly thrust his penis in and out of her tight anus. Lubricated by the virgin blood, the pleasure brought stars to Elva's eyes, and his breathing grew heavier.
He thrust slowly, intimately rubbing his penis against the beautiful chieftain's anus, the flesh walls of her anus chrysanthemum, the friction intensely pleasurable. Elva couldn't help but cry out, his movements becoming faster and faster, his thick penis rapidly entering and exiting her tender anus, enjoying the exquisite sensation of penetrating her beautiful flower.
Berina, tears streaming down her face, was in excruciating pain, her alluring body twisting violently, but she couldn't escape his powerful hands. Instead, her twisting only intensified the friction between her anus and his penis, giving him even more pleasure.
Her delicate body spasmed and stiffened from the pain, her long, snow-white fox tail hardening and standing erect. Elva laughed excitedly, gradually increasing the speed and intensity of his thrusts into her tender anus, his hands caressing her soft, naked body, satisfying his own desires.
Her snow-white, smooth, high breasts fell into his hands, where he kneaded them forcefully, enjoying the exquisite feel. His other hand caressed her slender waist and beautiful legs, wantonly groping her thighs, his fingertips moving towards her vulva, stroking her soft, white pubic hair, touching her tender opening, pinching her small clitoris, gently kneading and teasing it, incessantly lewd.
Her body was being groped and caressed relentlessly by him. The usually proud and courageous Berlina was filled with shame, anger, and resentment. She gritted her teeth and began to mutter curses, but they were broken and incoherent, too painful to speak clearly.
Elva was experiencing intense pleasure and couldn't understand what she was saying. He simply increased his speed, thrusting faster and faster, his fingers kneading and pinching her clitoris, stimulating her desire.
Berlina's heart pounded, her body grew hot and weak, and her fluffy fox tail drooped. Her body swayed with his movements, yet she still murmured curses from her cherry lips. Kikudo involuntarily clenched her fists, ashamed and angry, wanting to break his penis.
She had run away from her hometown to learn martial arts on the mainland, not wanting to survive like the other women in her family through seductive arts.
As a rebellious girl of the new era, she was obsessed with martial arts, enjoying the life of licking blood and killing, finding extreme excitement and thrill in it. Out of pride and a desire to subvert family tradition, she wouldn't allow men to touch her and tried hard to hide her fox clan identity, wearing very loose trousers every day and covering them with a martial artist's robe or armor so that no one could see her fox tail.
Wandering her way to the distant Kingdom of Saint An, she began learning to be a bandit, finding increasing joy in the process. She derives immense pleasure from robbing and killing, attracting a group of followers with her superior martial arts and charismatic personality. She established herself as a mountain queen in the Northern Mang Mountains, building her empire from scratch, and her bandit gang flourished.
Her charisma stemmed from her exceptional martial arts skills and abilities, allowing her to control her unruly subordinates and possessing a natural leadership quality. Furthermore, her fox-like nature aided her. Although she tried to suppress her alluring side, her inherent charm was impossible to completely conceal. Combined with her beauty, strength, and rough, bold personality, she possessed a unique allure that captivated even the most ruthless bandits, drawing them to her ranks to plunder and plunder, living a life of unbridled freedom.
As the bandit leader, she was always respected by her subordinates; no one dared to disrespect her. But today, she had her anus violated by a boy she had just met. This humiliation drove her mad with rage, but with her limbs bound, she had no way to retaliate except to try to squeeze her anus and break his penis.
The harder she squeezed, the more pleasure Elva felt. She was completely overwhelmed by the beautiful female bandit leader's tender anus, screaming and shouting, her face covered in sweat from excitement.
With the lubrication of her virgin blood, his thrusting was very smooth, and the speed brought a huge sense of pleasure, gradually getting faster and faster. Her anus rubbed against his penis, and the pleasure rose rapidly. Elva couldn't help but grit her teeth, her fingers tightly pinching her small clitoris. She also pulled her white hair into her hand, wrapped it around her fingers, and pulled it hard.
Berlina couldn't help but scream as well. The rubbing of her clitoris by the man brought a strange pleasure, mixed with the pain of having her hair plucked and her anus torn, making her heart pound and unable to distinguish between pain and pleasure.
Her anus spasmed violently, she still trying to contract her sphincter muscles, letting the tight fleshy ring grip the base of his penis, still unwilling to give up her plan to break it off.
Already burning like fire from the friction on her anus, Elva could no longer resist her further stimulation, letting out a low growl as his penis throbbed violently, ejaculating a large amount of semen deep into her body.
The hot semen scalded the depths of her body, and his fingers squeezed her clitoris hard, causing Berlina to scream loudly. Pain and excitement surged together, causing her beautiful, alluring body to tremble violently. Her fluffy, snow-white fox tail also stood erect in excitement, pointing straight at Elva, rubbing against his face with a ticklish sensation.
His penis throbbed violently. In the throes of orgasm, Elva felt dizzy and disoriented. A warm, tingling sensation spread across his face, causing him to involuntarily open his mouth and bite down hard on the fluffy fox tail, holding it tightly in his mouth.
His thumb and forefinger frantically pinched the female chieftain's clitoris, while his other fingers convulsively pushed towards her tender opening. In his dazed state, he felt how tight it was; only one finger could be inserted, and eventually, he touched a thin membrane.
In his dizziness, Elva stared in astonishment, his eyes wide with confusion, but his vision was obscured by the erect fox tail. He could only see the snow-white, glistening downy hair; nothing else.
His trembling fingers probed the hymen as Elva trembled and ejaculated deep into her anus. He thought in astonishment that she, from the seductive fox clan known for their allure, was still a virgin. The wonders of the world were truly unbelievable.
The female bandit leader trembled in pain, feeling the man's hot semen being ejaculated inside her. She cursed angrily, her face pressed against the sheets, her buttocks raised high, shaking in agony. She felt a deep shame and indignation, realizing that her dignity and authority as the gang leader had vanished in the midst of this frenzied ejaculation!
Elva trembled and gasped, tightly embracing her soft, beautiful body, collapsing onto her, pressing her warm, white fox tail against her back. His penis continued to ejaculate, as if an endless stream of semen could be released. The intense pleasure
of the second chapter, the battle of losing virginity
, felt like an eternity. Elva was in a daze, only realizing after a long time that he had stopped ejaculating. But her anus still felt like a small mouth sucking at his glans, making his penis irresistibly hard again.
Panting, Elva lifted his head and lightly kissed her fair, delicate neck, praising, "Truly worthy of being a fox beauty, your anus can automatically suck a man's penis, it's amazing!"
Berina was furious, struggling to push him down, but even the slightest movement caused excruciating pain in her anus, making her sweat profusely and forcing her to stop.
Elva lay on her muscular body, resting for a long while, then slowly thrust his penis in and out of her anus, caressing her body and teasing her for a while before reluctantly withdrawing it.
Berina winced in pain, feeling the man no longer violating her anus, but the withdrawal still caused friction against the intestinal wall, causing excruciating pain in her torn anus, yet she still clung tightly to it until it was slowly pulled out.
The two lay entangled on the bed, completely naked. Elva held her tightly, turned her over, lowered his head, and gently kissed her cherry lips.
Berina was still gasping for breath from the sharp pain in her rear, not expecting him to kiss the very top of her digestive tract so quickly. Caught off guard, her beautiful eyes widened as his face drew closer, a fierce glint flashing in them, until his lips gently touched her soft, warm lips.
As his tongue invaded her mouth, Berina was momentarily lost in thought. When she came to her senses, he had already sucked away much of her saliva, even offering it to her to taste, causing a slight sense of dazedness to arise within her.
When she came to her senses, she angrily bit him hard, turned her head to avoid Elva's kiss, and slammed her head against his face, cursing angrily. But then she heard his leisurely question in her ear: "This is your first kiss, isn't it?"
Berlina's face quickly turned red, and she opened her mouth helplessly, not knowing what to say.
Seeing her expression, Elva knew he had guessed correctly and couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought that the fox clan would have such a pure and virtuous woman, rising above the mud. She is truly a rare woman in the world!"
He praised her, but Berlina didn't appreciate it and angrily said, "What virtuousness? I just hate men and don't want to live by relying on men!"
This was another rebellion against the family tradition. As a beautiful fox, she had always relied on the strong to ensure the survival of the weak. But she insisted on doing the opposite, obsessed with martial arts, hoping to improve herself into a strong person and no longer have to live a life of subservience to others.
Elva greatly admired this ambitious and violent woman, forcibly shoving his penis, which he had just pulled from her anus, into her mouth as a reward for her lofty aspirations.
Berina angrily tried to spit it out, but her beautiful face was tightly clamped between Elva's legs, preventing her from turning her head. She could only feel the penis in her mouth gradually growing larger, pushing towards her throat.
After penetrating two of her orifices, Elva developed a strong interest in her remaining virginity. He thought it was strange to have penetrated her anus before her vagina, but he explained that he had acted this way out of anger. He rolled
over and continued to sit on her face, this time lying on top of her naked body, reaching out to caress the pink petals between her beautiful legs, carefully admiring and exploring them, finally confirming that she was indeed a virgin, without a doubt.
As the man played with her body like this, Berina struggled fiercely, but bound, she couldn't break free. She could only bite down hard on his penis, then twist her head with all her might, spitting it out of her mouth, and huffing, "Useless bastard! You only know how to bully someone who's tied up! If you're so capable, fight me one-on-one! If you beat me, I'll spread my legs and let you fuck me!"
Elva, while holding down her struggling, snow-white legs, turned to look at the beautiful face beneath him, smiling, and said, "Your petals are so tender… but I don't need to beat you to spread my legs and fuck you. Using that as a wager seems a bit lacking."
Berina was speechless, thought for a moment, and then shouted, "Okay! Change!" "Here's a bet: if you can beat me, I'll follow you. You can do whatever you want, whatever you want to do, I'll play along. I'll never object to your requests. Is that okay?"
Elva considered it carefully and finally nodded thoughtfully, "That's interesting, but not enough. How about this: after I defeat you, you'll obey my orders. I'll tell you who to kill, and you'll kill them; I'll tell you where to lead troops, and you'll lead them. Are you willing?"
Berlina's eyes lit up. Being able to continue killing and arson was certainly a happy thing, much better than being like her relatives, forced to spread their legs and live a life without dignity. Besides, she could lead troops into battle. As Prince Edward's subordinate, she would have a legitimate license to kill, able to kill to her heart's content without worrying about being surrounded and wiped out. It was much more enjoyable than being trapped on this mountain, robbing and pillaging.
If the regular army hadn't refused to recruit female soldiers like her when she joined, she wouldn't have had to resort to being a bandit to enjoy the pleasure of killing and arson. She trusted Prince Edward's suggestion; after all, he held military power, and any troop he could easily command would far outnumber the mere one or two thousand bandits.
Berina readily agreed, "Alright! But you'd better create more opportunities for me to fight, or I'll take my men back to being bandits!"
Looking down at herself, Berina impatiently cried out, "Let me go! If you can defeat me in a one-on-one fight, I'll let you do whatever you want, and I'll be your subordinate, never betraying you! But if you lose to me, you're never allowed to touch me again!"
Whether she'd still be his subordinate was a possibility. After all, he'd captured all her men, and getting them released was out of the question. If she surrendered to the regular army of the Kingdom of Saint Anne, there was hope of rescuing her men, giving them a regular army uniform, and allowing them to continue their murderous and arson activities under her leadership—it sounded pretty good.
Elva readily complied, gently caressing her petals covered in soft white hair, his fingertips lingering on her hymen deep within her vagina. He climbed off her, untying her ropes while still fondling her breasts and tender vulva, having taken his fill. Berina
blushed crimson from his touch. As soon as her hands were freed, she slapped him, but he blocked it, their arms meeting, the impact causing her wrist a sharp pain.
She had initially thought him a useless pretty boy, relying on his noble status to lead troops, but he was surprisingly strong, able to pin her down and rape her, leaving her in excruciating pain. Berina no longer held him in contempt. She jumped out of bed, quickly cleaned herself, and stepped off, heading to grab a knife, when suddenly she stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
Her anus throbbed with pain, like being stabbed, even more intense than that. When Elva saw her slender and beautiful body swaying precariously, she couldn't help but feel very concerned. She reached out and supported her smooth buttocks, asking kindly, "Does it hurt a lot? Do you want me to put some ointment on your wound?"
While speaking with concern, she was also pinching her tender buttocks with her hands, massaging her broken anus with her fingertips, so that her fingers were stained with her virgin blood.
Berlina's face flushed crimson. She angrily shoved his hand away, stumbled to the wall, reached for a heavy, thick-backed steel sword among the weapons hanging there, and roared, "Pretty boy, get up! Choose a weapon yourself. I don't kill unarmed people!"
Elva swayed off the bed, stretched lazily, and chuckled, "Really going to fight? But your injury… Although I healed you while you were asleep, you've been injured again…"
He looked down at the bloodstains on his penis, and said with pity, "I have blood too, but your injury is more serious. Do you want me to…" "Give me a massage, and then I'll use a healing spell to treat your wound down there..."
Berina was practically going crazy with anger, brandishing her thick-backed broadsword and roaring furiously, "Shut up! If you don't get your sword, I'm going to chop you up!"
Seeing her truly enraged, Elva yawned, strolled to the wall to get his sword, and muttered to himself, "She can't take a joke, it's just that I did it to her back..."
Casually choosing a heavy sword, Elva raised it in a starting stance, his expression gradually becoming serious, and said solemnly, "Please!"
After being violently raped, Berina had overcome her contempt for him, but her confidence in her martial arts skills still made her snort coldly, and suddenly she charged towards him with all her might. Sunlight streamed in, and her beautiful, snow-white body radiated a lustrous glow. This beautiful female warrior pounced like a female leopard, her movements fierce and swift, her eyes gleaming with the cold light of a wild beast pouncing on its prey.
As a fox spirit who makes a living through seduction, she doesn't care much about chastity; she just doesn't like to submit to men. However, Elwa's brutal rape of her completely trampled on her dignity as the leader of the mountain bandits. For the sake of her leader's pride, she has no choice but to fight with all her might and try to kill him to wash away the shame he injected into her anus!
Such rapid running naturally aggravated the torn wound on her chrysanthemum bud, but Berina gritted her teeth, displaying the ruthlessness of a bandit, enduring the excruciating pain in her anus, and strode forward to Elva, fiercely slashing her blade down towards his head!
Elva's eyes flashed with a sharp light, no longer the relaxed figure from before. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, raising it to meet the attack. With a deafening roar, sword and blade clashed, sparks flying.
The force of the impact caused Berina to stumble backward, panting as she looked at Elva. Although she knew he was strong, she was still shocked by his immense power.
Before the numbness in her arm had subsided, she saw Elva step forward, his sword thrusting towards her. Berina immediately raised her blade to meet it, striking the blade with a resounding crash.
In the simple yet sturdy house, in the chieftain's spacious bedroom, this handsome couple wielded swords, fiercely battling it out.
They wore neither armor nor even underwear, engaging in this bizarre duel, completely naked.
Berina, her beautiful face ablaze with fury and ruthless killing intent, gripped her heavy broadsword, slashing down with sweeping, cold light that streaked through the air as it hurtled towards Elva. Violent booms echoed
through the room. Elva, his face grim, wielded his sword with lightning speed, striking Berina's blade with a deafening roar. Sparks flew from the colliding blades. The battle between these two warriors was so intense, so awe-inspiring. Amidst the swirling flashes of swords and
blades, the warriors forgot all distractions, focusing solely on their fierce fight, wielding their weapons with respect for their opponents, locked in a brutal struggle.
The two naked warriors, their faces filled with respect, fought with solemn expressions, their battle as fierce as a formal competition, filling the room with a savage fighting spirit.
In the heat of the battle, beads of sweat appeared on Berlina's face, her strong, beautiful hands numb from the impact, her tiger's mouth feeling as if it were about to split open.
Her beautiful face couldn't suppress the astonishment and respect she felt. She no longer held the slightest contempt for the handsome prince before her. During the fight, she could see that Elva not only possessed far greater strength than her, but his swordsmanship was also extremely refined, far surpassing any opponent she had encountered before.
A thirst for even more advanced martial arts made her eyes widen as she intently observed Elva's exquisite swordsmanship, even forgetting the excruciating pain in her split anus. Amidst the intense throbbing, a strange liquid flowed from her swollen anus, running down her long, beautiful legs, shimmering strangely in the sunlight.
A surge of cold light erupted, and Elva suddenly roared, his heavy sword flashing as it struck Berlina's blade with a deafening crash. The force of the blow sent the sword flying aside, and Elva's muscular body shot forward like an arrow towards his formidable opponent. His heavy sword flashed, striking her neck with lightning speed, about to cleave her slender, jade-like neck in two!
Berlina watched helplessly as the sword came hurtling towards her, powerless to parry. She could only sigh inwardly, a brilliant light shining in her eyes.
Such swordsmanship was far superior to anything she had ever seen before. To die by this sword would not be in vain!
The beautiful virgin, bleeding from her chrysanthemum-like skin, stood proudly in her spacious bedroom, her breasts heaving, a look of triumphant satisfaction in her eyes. Looking at the handsome young man charging towards her with his sword, a deep respect welled up within her.
This was the respect between martial artists, unrelated to age or gender. Looking at his extraordinary and heroic bearing, the pain and anger of having her hymen violated by him seemed to become insignificant.
The sword slashed down, accompanied by a piercing whistle, heavily aimed at her throat. Berina raised her head to await death, looking at this admirable warrior, a sudden regret rising in her heart. If she had agreed to let him break her hymen before dying, perhaps she would have been happier.
Time seemed to freeze. The blade, at her neck, suddenly stopped, motionless beside her jade-like neck. The wind from the sword caused her neck to tremble slightly.
Everything in the room suddenly stopped. Edward, sword in hand, held the beautiful naked woman's neck; the two stood like statues by the window, completely still.
After a long while, Berina slowly lowered her head, looking at the sword at her neck, secretly admiring and respecting it. To wield the sword so freely, with such perfect control, Prince Edward's swordsmanship truly impressed her.
The fighting spirit in Elva's eyes slowly faded. His arm retracted slightly, the sword leaving her throat. His gaze, fixed on her naked body, softened, a hint of tenderness appearing in his eyes. A brilliant fire ignited within them, and his breathing quickened slightly.
Seeing his erect penis, Berina understood his desire. A glint of light welled in her eyes, making her beautiful eyes watery. A
silent, ambiguous atmosphere filled the room. The two, like statues, moved slowly. The beautiful naked woman gently knelt down, placing her head between the young man's legs. She opened her cherry lips and gently took his swollen, erect penis into her mouth, sucking and licking it with reverence.
A bet's a bet, and having already made the wager, the cheerful and beautiful chieftain didn't want to renege. She knelt down and sucked his penis as proof of her willingness to repay the bet.
This was the first time she had voluntarily given a man oral sex. Although her cherry-like mouth had already been raped and penetrated by Elwa, Elwa could still be proud to have the naturally cheerful and proud chieftain willingly give her oral sex.
Elwa raised his hand and gently stroked her long, thick, black and white hair, smiling as he softly said, "Suck it well... lead the troops well and fight well, pacify the Beiman Mountain area for me, and ensure that the trade routes in this area are unobstructed. I will teach you all the sword skills I know... Ah! It feels so good..."
He tilted his head back, closed his eyes in pleasure, and groaned, his soul soaring to heaven as she sucked on his warm, moist mouth.
After all, she was a fox clan beauty. No matter how rebellious or violent she was, her body still contained a soft and seductive bloodline. Even without systematic training, her fox-like instincts alone were enough to bring Elwa to the extreme of pleasure.
Seeing how well she performed on her first time, Elva began to admire her. In a moment of mutual respect, he held her head tightly and ejaculated violently.
Outside the window, the setting sun cast its golden rays upon them, the handsome couple, one standing and one kneeling, their physiques exquisitely beautiful, their silhouettes against the window breathtakingly stunning.
The tall young man's body trembled violently, his breath coming in short gasps as he held the beautiful woman's head between his legs, ejaculating onto her cherry-like lips. Meanwhile, the beautiful and bold bandit leader sucked intently, her warm, soft lips tightly enveloping his penis, a powerful suction drawing every drop of semen from her urethra into her mouth, which she swallowed in large gulps.
Drinking the man's semen, she found it wasn't as unpleasant as she had imagined. Berlina breathed softly, her cheeks flushed, her bright eyes shimmering. She sucked hard on Elva's penis, unwilling to let it leave her mouth.
The aphrodisiac power of the semen seeped into her body, and the fox-woman, already aroused, couldn't help but raise her hand, gently stroking his scrotum. Her slender, strong fingers touched the inside of his thighs, gradually reaching Elva's anus. Her delicate fingertips gently massaged his clitoris, slowly inserting her slender, delicate fingers inside.
While serving Elva like this, she completely forgot that her anus, broken by his penetration, was still bleeding bright red blood. She was solely focused on sucking and licking, tenderly serving this powerful warrior, her future swordsmanship teacher.
The aphrodisiac power surged into the fox woman's body, making her beautiful and alluring form increasingly hot, and her heart felt like it was on fire. Unable to restrain herself any longer, she suddenly exerted force with her jade-like hands, pressing Elva down to the floor.
With a "thud," Elva fell heavily onto the wooden floor. Being stimulated like this while she was enjoying herself, she was startled.
The female bandit leader, her cheeks flushed crimson with arousal, stared with red eyes. She roughly pounced on him, lowering her head to his crotch, vigorously sucking and licking his penis and scrotum, quickly making it hard and erect, pointing towards the ceiling.
As soon as it was hard, she gasped heavily, a smile of excitement on her face, and threw herself onto Elva, clamping her legs tightly around his waist, straddling his hips, covering the glans with her delicate petals.
Elva lay on the floor, smiling as he watched her alluring body, feeling the soft, smooth flesh of her vulva against the glans, the softness and smoothness of her flesh, the glans sinking deeper into her tender opening under her weight.
For years, Berina had refused to acknowledge the burning desire within her, which now blazed fiercely within her, making her cheeks flush crimson. Unable to control her lust any longer, she slammed her hips down, her tender orifice swallowing the glans, continuing downwards, rapidly engulfing the shaft with a swift, almost brutal, motion.
The thick glans easily tore through the virgin's tender orifice, causing bright red blood to gush out and splatter onto Elva's lower abdomen and scrotum. Her
lust-filled body, propelled by momentum, continued its downward thrusts. The delicate hymen slammed against the hard glans, breaking under the intense impact of the two warriors. The shaft plunged deep into the tender orifice, tearing through the vaginal walls, penetrating almost completely.
A sharp pain shot through her from below, and Berina gasped for breath. The intense pain in her tender orifice and the burning desire within her suppressed each other, pleasure and pain mingling in her heart, making her cheeks flush and her eyes gleam with a strange excitement.
Elva, lying beneath her, couldn't help but groan, inhaling sharply with pleasure.
He could feel the structure of Berina's tender orifice, like a series of fleshy rings tightly gripping his penis, constricting it violently. Pleasure surged from each of these rings, violently pounding against his young heart.
"So this is the structure of a fox spirit's honeyed passage..." Elva mused, savoring the exquisite sensation on his penis, while simultaneously reaching out to grasp Berina's high, firm breasts, kneading them wantonly.
Her snow-white, translucent breasts, filled his hands, were smooth and delicate, an unforgettable sensation. Elva panted excitedly, thrusting his hips upwards.
Berina, gritting her teeth in pain, straddled him; his thrust widened the tear in her tender orifice, penetrating deeper.
Berina groaned, but under the aphrodisiac effect of the Demonic Dragon Spear, she was overwhelmed by a tidal wave of desire, panting and swaying her body, stroking the thick penis up and down, seeking intense pleasure amidst the pain.
The thick penis slid and thrust in and out of her tender orifice, rubbing against the delicate walls. The fox-woman's unique body structure caused the rings of flesh within her orifice to tightly grip the penis, rubbing and kneading, creating intense pleasure through the rolling friction, allowing both to derive great joy from the pain.
Although his penis was somewhat painful from the gripping rings, Elva was sweating with pleasure, kneading her firm, smooth breasts, thrusting his hips forward, coordinating with her movements, pushing his penis deep inside.
Berina's face flushed crimson as she gasped and lowered herself, thrusting the penis deep inside her. She seemed to hear a sharp, tearing sound as if the walls of her tender vagina were being ripped open.
Blood gushed from the opening, staining the penis and scrotum. The two were pressed tightly together, her pink buttocks pressed against Elva's thighs, their bodies rubbing against each other, pushing the penis to its deepest point, almost completely submerged within her.
Berina slowly swayed her body up and down, the penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, bringing increasingly pleasurable sensations that fueled her desire, causing her movements to quicken.
Elva kneaded her breasts, his hands roaming over her body, caressing her smooth waist and buttocks, marveling at the fox-woman's skin.
One hand grasped her jade-like breasts, the other squeezed her delicate buttocks, occasionally extending his fingers to massage her injured anus. Elva excitedly played with her body; Berina, however, consumed by lust, paid no heed to his lewd actions, instead being aroused and quickening her up-and-down movements.
Her beautiful buttocks thrust up and down, greedily swallowing and releasing the thick, hard penis, the vaginal rings tightly binding it, intensely manipulating it. In the long act of intercourse, both were driven to ecstasy by the intense friction, experiencing indescribable pleasure.
Feeling the strong suction from the fox woman's lower mouth, Elva, already highly aroused, could no longer restrain himself. His hands trembled as he lifted himself up, tightly gripping her slender waist and jade buttocks, pressing down hard, his own hips also rising with all his might, pushing his penis to its deepest point, and beginning a violent ejaculation.
Hot semen shot out, spraying violently onto her tender womb. Berina's body trembled violently, her beautiful eyes rolling back in ecstasy. She involuntarily tilted her head back, her slender hands gripping Elva's body tightly. A seductive moan escaped her cherry-like lips, her body stiffening. A gush of nectar spurted from her tender opening, splashing onto the thick penis, as she and Elva reached their climax together.
These two powerful warriors were thus intimately connected, their newly broken openings still flowing with blood, staining the area where their bodies were joined. In the intense trembling and ejaculation, they reached the exhilarating peak of perfect pleasure.
Chapter Three: Sweeping Away the Mountain Bandits
Standing atop the treacherous peak, Elva gazed at the scenery before him. Countless towering mountains were shrouded in mist, a hazy, indistinct landscape, yet filled with a sense of heroic grandeur.
A gust of wind blew against him, enveloping his entire body, the powerful force of which invigorated him.
This cool, pleasurable sensation filled him with exhilaration, prompting him to let out a long howl in the wind, expressing his inner joy.
The howling wind, like the roar of dragons and tigers, carried far into the distance. Throughout the mist-shrouded mountains and valleys, the resounding, powerful howls echoed endlessly, deafeningly loud.
Beside Elwa, a woman in white nestled in his arms, giggling softly behind her hand. Her elegant and beautiful face was filled with captivating charm, her flowing white dress swaying gracefully.
After the howl subsided, Elwa reached out and embraced her slender waist, savoring the exciting feeling of her soft, warm body pressed against his. He lowered his head to admire her beautiful face and gentle, alluring expression, almost unable to believe that she was the same fierce bandit leader.
Long-term imbalance of yin and yang had fueled the growing inner fire within the rebellious fox-woman, who could only vent it through fighting, robbery, and killing, making her increasingly brutish. But ever since being brutally raped by Elva, her thirsty womb filled with his scalding semen, savoring the tender sensations of their lovemaking, she seemed reborn, becoming elegant and alluring, her entire being radiating captivating charm.
Of course, this was only sometimes true to Elva. At other times, her ingrained habits wouldn't change, and she would reveal her true, irritable, and rough nature, secretly relieving her bandit subordinates who suspected her of being mentally unstable.
But now, nestled beside Elva, feeling the powerful strength hidden within his well-built body, Berlina was intoxicated, her bones feeling lighter.
"Though outwardly elegant and gentle, she's still a vixen after all!" Elva thought to himself, his hand already beneath her snow-white gauze dress, wantonly kneading her smooth, jade-like buttocks. His hand moved towards the center, grasping her soft, fluffy, adorable fox tail, his fingertips massaging her anus, slowly thrusting towards her nipple.
Although the wound on her tender anus, which had been broken by his penis, had healed, the insertion of his fingertips into her anus still made Berlina feel hot and embarrassed, as well as powerless.
Fortunately, the fox clan is known for its lust. Even though she was a rebellious member of the fox clan, she couldn't resist the lewd genes in her blood. With one hand piercing her anus and the other grasping and kneading her high, jade-like breasts, she was quickly aroused to the point of panting. She coiled around Elwa's body like a water snake, her slender, beautiful hand already reaching under Elwa's trousers, grasping his thick, hard penis, and rapidly stroking it.
Her hands, accustomed to wielding swords, possessed great strength, squeezing his penis tightly and stroking it fiercely, giving Elwa intense pleasure amidst the pain. He could no longer restrain himself, pressing her against the rocks, peeling off her white gauze dress, and preparing to rape her.
Although it was broad daylight, they were on a dangerous peak, surrounded by emptiness and few inhabitants. Apart from bandits and the kingdom's regular army that had recently come to suppress bandits, they were all obediently guarding the foot of the mountain, not daring to come up and peek, lest they be cursed by the prince with styes.
After the last battle, Elwa had brutally raped her countless times in the chieftain's bedroom, then let the bandit leader, her honeyed depths blooming, cling to him as she limped out, her haggard yet alluring appearance nearly popping out of the eyes of all the soldiers who saw her.
The bandits, loyal to Berlina, were even more horrified and shocked by this scene. Ignoring their capture, they screamed and tried to fight Elwa to the death. Fortunately, Berlina stopped them in time, preventing them from being slaughtered by the regular army.
Elwa stood aside, secretly admiring the fox-woman's unique charm. Even without using her seductive arts, her inherent special aura had captivated these fierce mountain bandits. Knowing they had no chance of intimacy, they were still awed by her strength and beauty, becoming her most loyal subordinates. This effect was similar to the mental magic he possessed.
Seeing their leader ravaged by the enemy prince, disheveled and limping, the captured bandits were filled with grief and rage, banging their heads against the ground in agony. Some of the more astute among them, noticing the way Berina walked, cleverly deduced that her anus had also been brutally raped, leaving them breathless and trembling on the ground, their lifeless eyes fixed on their beloved leader, a picture of utter despair.
Seeing their pitiful state, Elwar felt a pang of sorrow and ordered that each of them be spared and given a month's pay; from that day forward, they were regular soldiers of the kingdom!
The bandits remained silent about this good news. Having been humiliated by having their leader taken, and now forced to acknowledge him as their new leader, the bandits felt no joy whatsoever.
Berina comforted them, asking them to continue supporting her and striving to do their job well. Elwar then appointed her commander of the road protection army, placing all the captured bandits under her command, and ordering each noble to contribute half of their private troops to her management, responsible for ensuring the smooth flow of the trade route.
Military pay would be shared by the local nobles. Of course, they would also benefit; once the trade route was open, they could organize their own caravans to trade in the north, and would be exempt from some customs duties.
This meant gleaming gold coins and the opportunity for every family to become wealthy. The noble lords knelt down to thank the prince for his grace, everyone jubilant, a stark contrast to the trembling, lifeless bandits.
What followed was like rubbing salt into the bandits' wounds. Berina personally led Elwar to receive the treasury she had plundered over the years; all the gold and silver coins were carried out of the warehouse, their sheer quantity dazzling the eyes of the loyalist soldiers.
Besides the goods stolen from Elwar's caravan, there were also a large quantity of goods looted from elsewhere. If transported to the north, they would surely fetch a good price.
Elwar accepted Berlina's contributions without hesitation, returning half of the cash to her as funding for her newly established army.
These goods were originally intended for Berlina to sell at a low price and distribute to her bandits. As a seasoned bandit, she had her own channels for selling stolen goods, and naturally, the dealers would also take a huge cut, earning even more than she did.
Elwar, naturally, could not tolerate such unscrupulous merchants. He immediately dispatched his trusted royal generals with a large force to capture them. The merchants' residences and properties were completely surrounded, and all were captured and severely tortured, forced to hand over all their property and goods as punishment for colluding with bandits and selling stolen goods.
Of course, the merciful Prince Edward did not force them to their deaths. After acquiring all the wealth of these wealthy merchants, Elwar gave them another opportunity: to join caravans and categorize their goods for sale in the north or near the capital. They would receive a share of the profits.
This was the only path the merchants could take. Their families were being held captive by local nobles, forced to do hard labor in the fields. If they couldn't earn enough to buy their freedom, they would remain slaves until death.
With all their wealth confiscated and their families enslaved, these wealthy merchants could only swallow their tears. They then had to gather with their fellow merchants to devise ways to make money and try to free their loved ones from their miserable slavery as soon as possible.
Elwar, overjoyed to have so many experienced merchants working for him, personally went down the mountain to receive the spoils. Recounting the merchants' wealth, he was astonished to find it was dozens of times more than what he had looted from the bandits.
"Indeed, commerce is the most profitable profession!" Elva thought to himself. These merchants had already made so much money even before the trade routes connecting the two countries were open. Once the north-south trade routes were established, wouldn't their wealth be overflowing?
When receiving their inheritance, seeing the merchants' miserable and sorrowful expressions, Elva kindly comforted them, saying that as long as they did well, the commissions they earned would be enough to recoup their losses. If they pooled their money to buy more goods to sell in the north, their income would be even greater, and their wealth would increase significantly, allowing them to taste the sweetness of overcoming hardship.
Although they knew that His Highness the Prince was merely offering empty promises, the merchants could only kowtow with tears in their eyes, grateful for his kindness, and then work hard, striving for a better future.
Of course, they would share the largest portion of their future earnings with Elva. Even now, Elva's wealth was enough for him to stand out from the crowd and not worry about money for the time being. The combined wealth of over a dozen large merchants exceeded the kingdom's annual tax revenue, enough not only to cover military expenses but also to fund the initial investment in establishing a textile industry. With the mass production of high-quality textiles and their sale to the northern countries, Elwa would become the wealthiest man in the world. Building a powerful army to eliminate the Er family would be a piece of cake.
Having achieved such great success, Elwa, brimming with pride, returned to the Northern Mang Mountains to assess Berlina's progress.
Berlina had quickly integrated the army, incorporating all the bandits into the ranks and governing them with strict military law. Those who violated orders were beheaded as a warning. Within just a few days, over a dozen surrendered bandits had been executed, their heads displayed on the army's flagpole to intimidate the troops.
Although those killed were bandits from elsewhere, not her former subordinates, the sheer number of her soldiers instilled fear in them, deterring them from easily violating military law. The former regular soldiers assigned to her unit now all knew she was the prince's mistress, and with Prince Edward backing her, they dared not underestimate her, lest they be killed by her and have nowhere to seek justice.
In just a few days, Berlina had trained the army to be highly organized; regardless of their combat effectiveness, they already looked very much like a regular army.
Elva was pleased with her work and praised her achievements highly, deciding to reward her by taking her to the mountains and bestowing upon her a large penis.
Now, they were at the top of a scenic, precipitous peak, making love intensely while admiring the beautiful mountain scenery filled with drifting clouds and mist, their hearts filled with a sense of grandeur and pride as they thrust vigorously.
The beautiful yet fierce and savage Berina, under the relentless thrusting of Elva's massive penis, displayed her seductive and alluring beauty. Sitting on a rock, her jade-like legs tightly wrapped around Elva's waist, she twisted her delicate body, moaning softly, striving to penetrate deeper and achieve greater pleasure.
Holding the beautiful fox-woman's body tightly, receiving tender and affectionate kisses from her from time to time, Elva's thrusting speed increased, savoring her seductive and alluring appearance. Finally, unable to restrain himself, on this scenic and perilous peak, his body trembled violently, ejaculating a large amount of semen into her thirsty honeyed passage.
High
on the mountain peak, a large group of bandits, armed with knives and spears, looked in panic at the densely packed kingdom army below, their faces ashen.
This was another powerful bandit organization besides Berina's subordinates, formerly ranking third in strength among the various bandit groups in the Northern Mang Mountains. Of course, they were now the strongest of all the bandits, as the others had already been wiped out.
After the railway protection army was established, Elwa and Berina led all their troops to begin the extermination of the other bandit groups.
The bandits who had been hired by Berina at great expense to ambush Elwa in the canyon had all been wiped out in battle, leaving only the old, weak, and disabled in their stronghold. Berina personally led the railway protection army to their stronghold and easily wiped them out. All the cash and goods stored in the stronghold became her spoils of war and generous rewards for the railway protection soldiers.
The subordinates, who had made a small fortune, began to rejoice. Whether they were newly joined bandits or former kingdom soldiers, they were all secretly delighted, calculating how much wealth they would have after the bandit suppression was over. Only the bandits, heartbroken that their leader had been raped, remained half-dead, yet they obeyed Berina's orders with the same obedience they had shown as bandits in the past, never daring to disobey.
The other smaller bandit groups were even easier to deal with. Berina, having lived in the Northern Mang Mountains for a long time, was intimately familiar with the terrain. With her guidance, and Elwa able to summon birds and beasts to track the bandits, these smaller gangs were easily captured without much effort.
After splitting their forces and joining forces with Elwa to eliminate several bandit groups, the two armies marched deep into the Northern Mang Mountains, their advance aimed directly at the last remaining, relatively strong bandit group.
The leader of this bandit group had considered fleeing, but Berina had anticipated this and petitioned Elwa to send nobles with their armies to block their escape routes, sealing off all possible escape paths and leaving them no chance to escape.
The scouts sent by the mountain bandits either returned reporting enemy troops blocking their path or were captured and disappeared without a trace, leaving the mountain bandits terrified. In recent days, noticeable gray hairs had appeared on their heads, and many of the timid bandits had turned into old men with white hair.
After several days of agonizing waiting, the enemy army finally arrived at the foot of the mountain, surrounding it completely. Seeing the enemy army densely packed at the foot of the ridge, banners fluttering everywhere, their chilling battle intent reaching the sky, many bandits trembled, barely able to hold their weapons.
The bandit leader! Kun looked down at Prince Edward, with Bernina beside him, and the white-clad nun behind them, her face veiled, and a sudden fear gripped his heart.
These days, remnants of bandits from various places frequently come to the mountain seeking refuge, lamenting Prince Edward's terrifying cruelty. They say his army employs a fearsome beast tamer, supposedly a nun from Aries Palace, incredibly powerful, capable of controlling hordes of birds and beasts to attack people. The two strongest bandit groups suffered greatly because of this, easily wiped out by the kingdom's regular army, and countless smaller bandit groups have also perished.
Hearing this, Kun was deeply horrified. To deal with such a powerful beast tamer, one could use magic to cast spells, draw magic circles, or have soldiers wear magical amulets—any method would suffice. However, each method requires a powerful magician to cast the spell. Even if the magician isn't skilled in offensive magic, they could still barely neutralize the beast tamer's power, preventing them from controlling the birds and beasts to launch a large-scale attack.
But for Kun, no magician, regardless of their skill level, was available. On the continent, magicians were pitifully few in number, let alone anyone willing to risk their life for bandits.
For the past few days, Kun's men had been frantically searching the mountains for birds and beasts, shooting them down with arrows and dragging them back to eat. Everyone was greasy and sickly, their bodies trembling as they stood on the mountain peaks. They
had barely managed to clear the mountain of animals, preventing them from attacking their lines under the Beastmaster's orders, but Kun was still uneasy. While shouting orders for his men to maintain a tight defense, he nervously glanced down the mountain, his eyes fixed on Prince Edward's direction.
In the distance, he could vaguely see the young man in princely attire riding a tall warhorse, turning to gesture to the white-robed nun.
The young woman, her face veiled in white, raised her hands, clasped them to her chest, and offered a devout prayer. A holy aura emanated from that direction, making Kun tremble.
The whistling wind, mixed with the flapping of birds' wings, grew louder, like thunder rumbling, heading this way.
The bandits hidden behind the rocks looked up in fear, only to see that from the dense forests of every mountain ridge surrounding their peak, large flocks of birds took flight, heading towards them.
In the blink of an eye, the massive flock of birds coalesced into a dark cloud, rapidly approaching the treacherous peak, swiftly blocking out the sunlight and shrouding the entire mountain in gloom.
All the bandits on the summit looked up in terror, watching the different kinds of birds circling and calling out in the sky, gradually forming a strange pattern, endlessly rotating.
It was an enormous Tai Chi diagram, composed of countless birds, dancing and calling in the sky, swirling and flowing, ever-renewing.
Of all of them, only Elwa knew the meaning of the Tai Chi diagram. He offered no explanation, but simply manipulated the birds in the sky at will, forming a massive pattern that danced above the precipitous peaks, emitting piercing cries that filled the dark mountains with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
The bandits entrenched on the peaks, their faces ashen, trembled, cowering behind rocks, too afraid to move. Even
the burly bandit leader, Kun, standing atop the mountain, was pale and swaying precariously.
Even though he ordered his men to search the entire mountain, slaughtering every beast on the peaks, the birds on other peaks couldn't be wiped out. Now, they were all gathered above his main force, their threat obvious.
The loyalist soldiers below had already drawn their swords, surrounding the base of the mountain, and under the orders of their officers, surged up the mountain like a tide. Birds in the sky cried out mournfully as they flew downwards, sometimes swooping over the bandits' heads, stirring up gusts of cold wind that made them tremble even more violently.
Kun, his face grave, slowly rose and walked to the edge of the mountaintop. He leaned on the rocks and looked down, his expression complex as he gazed at the handsome Prince Edward, who held a large army, and beside him, the spirited Berina in her silver cloak. After a long silence, he finally sighed, turned, and shouted, "Raise the white flag!"
With that, the ruthless bandit leader, who had dominated the Northern Mang Mountains for over a decade, knelt abruptly on the hard rock, his head touching the ground as he kowtowed to Prince Edward below.
Behind him, a large number of bandits followed suit, eagerly kneeling and kowtowing in a chaotic display. Some even took off their white undergarments, hoisting them high onto the tips of their spears and waving them frantically down the mountain, as if afraid the regular soldiers wouldn't see them.
As they did this, the bandits guarding the various defense lines on the entire mountain all knelt down and surrendered one by one, throwing their weapons onto the hard ground, where they clanged and clattered.
The officers' loud shouts echoed from below the mountain. The soldiers of the loyalist army, who were attacking the mountain, paused for a moment, then slowly continued their ascent. However, they had slightly lowered their swords, and the murderous intent was no longer so intense that it was suffocating.
The birds in the sky continued to circle and dance, gradually rising into the sky. As the birdsong faded into the distance, the bandits bathed in a rain of bird droppings couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief: even if their savings of many years had been stolen, at least they could save their lives, or perhaps be recruited into the road protection army and become regular warriors with a license to kill!
Chapter Four: Beautiful Dog Slave
(Ah! Ah!)
The beautiful saintess screamed fiercely, her snow-white and tender body straddling the man, thrusting forcefully, making the thick penis rapidly pump in and out of her tender honey hole, rubbing against the wet and glistening walls of her honey passage, bringing her even more intense pleasure and stimulation.
Her long, azure hair, shimmering like the ocean under the sunlight streaming in through the window, undulated with the vigorous movements of her body, creating a strange and beautiful effect.
This was a spacious bedroom in the royal palace of the capital, exquisitely and luxuriously furnished, showcasing the grandeur of the royal family. Elva lay on the enormous bed, smiling excitedly, occasionally raising her hand to slap the Aquarius Saintess's delicate buttocks hard.
With each crisp slap, bright red handprints quickly appeared on her snow-white, jade-like buttocks. The Aquarius Saintess trembled even more violently, panting and cursing, "Elsa, you wicked thing..." Her slender waist thrust forcefully, making the large penis penetrate her even faster, and copious amounts of nectar flowed from her vulva, soaking Elva's penis and scrotum, as well as his thighs and a large patch of the bedsheet beneath him.
"Indeed, your juices flow like an open bottle, Your Highness, you're becoming more and more wanton..." Elva exclaimed, listening to her delicate curses, and casually slapped her hard across the face, causing her beautiful cheek to swell immediately.
The Aquarius Saintess screamed, tears streaming down her white cheeks, past the bright red finger marks, and onto Elva's chest, splashing like shattered jade.
In the midst of the intense pain, the Aquarius Saintess, already accustomed to being beaten, reached a climax of excitement. Her lower body convulsed violently, her snow-white and slender body trembling uncontrollably, her soft pink buttocks desperately pressing down, grinding against Elva's hips, allowing his penis to penetrate to its deepest point, giving her the greatest satisfaction and pleasure.
Feeling the tightness and spasms of her vaginal canal, Elva's penis convulsively squeezed against it. In the throes of intense pleasure, Elva couldn't help but ejaculate, simultaneously pulling her smooth, jade-like arm and dragging her body onto him.
His facial muscles twitched, and Elva opened his mouth wide, lowering his head to bite down hard on her round, glistening left breast.
Deep teeth marks were imprinted on her white, jade-like breast. The Aquarius Saintess screamed violently, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes and falling onto Elva's hair. Her body trembled even more violently, her sacred vaginal canal spasming and twisting, desperately wrapping around and squeezing Elva's thick penis. A large amount of nectar gushed from her body, splashing onto the throbbing, scalding penis that was ejaculating hot semen.
The two current saintesses embraced tightly, their bodies trembling violently as they reveled in the dizzying pleasure of orgasm. Their juices and semen mingled, soaking the Aquarius saintess's body in a chaotic mess.
After a long while, having ejaculated all his remaining fluids, Elva breathed heavily, loosening his clenched teeth and spitting out the tender nipple from his mouth, allowing the Aquarius saintess to sob softly as she rolled off him onto the bed. His limp, thick penis withdrew weakly from her tender opening, the accumulated fluid gushing out, soaking the sheets beneath them.
Elva lay on the bed, panting weakly, his hand pressed against the Aquarius saintess's body, kneading her soft, tender breasts with ease. A moment of relief and exhaustion washed over him, and he entered a state of boundless tranquility.
After a long while, he raised his hand and gently tugged twice on a rope tied to the headboard.
The bedroom door opened silently, and a beautiful woman dressed as a maid stood before it, gazing at the handsome couple on the bed. A look of shy sorrow graced her exquisite face.
Her long, thick chestnut hair cascaded over her shoulders, and a white, gauze-covered headdress, a maid's style, adorned her delicate head. Her simple dress, though also in maid's attire, was revealing, exposing her breasts to the very tip of her nipples. Wearing
such clothes, the twenty-eight-year-old beauty felt deeply ashamed. But the prince's orders could not be disobeyed. Although she was a noble countess, once attended by many maids, she was now reduced to this miserable state, becoming the prince's maid, or perhaps more accurately, a sex slave.
She lifted her long eyelashes, cautiously stealing glances at his muscular body. Seeing his large, engorged penis, which she both loved and hated, hanging between his legs, her heart pounded. But she dared not look any longer, and gracefully knelt down, pressing her forehead to the carpet, holding her breath, afraid to utter a sound.
Elva, however, was very approachable, gently beckoning her over and instructing her to clean her genitals with her lips and tongue.
The noble countess, tears welling in her eyes, silently climbed onto the bed, kneeling between Elva's legs. She opened her luscious red lips, filled with humiliation, and took his wet,
engorged penis into her mouth, silently sucking it. Her fragrant tongue gently licked his penis, scooping up drops of semen, sucking them into her clean mouth, and carefully swallowing them. As the semen entered her stomach, her beautiful cheeks quickly flushed red, her bright eyes became watery, and she quietly lifted her eyelashes, her gaze towards Elva filled with lust.
Seeing her beautiful face peeking at him while her penis was in her mouth, Elva's heart stirred, and his penis hardened, swelling against her cherry-like lips and pressing against her throat. The Countess dared not delay, hastily using the deep-throat techniques she had just learned to serve Elva's penis. Just before ejaculation, Elva, panting, pulled her head up and gestured to the side, instructing her to lick the Aquarius Saintess.
Although the Countess felt regret at losing her thick, powerful penis, she dared not disobey. Panting, she crawled over, gently supporting the Aquarius Saintess's slender buttocks, and kissed her delicate petals.
The warm lips touched her sensitive spot, and the Aquarius Saintess moaned softly, her sacred body trembling once more, ejaculating a large amount of nectar, mixing with the semen accumulated within her, flowing into the Countess's mouth, which she swallowed with a gasp.
The Countess trembled slightly, overwhelmed by humiliation, shame, and a barely concealed excitement. Just as her mind was in turmoil, she suddenly felt a chill in her lower body. Elva had pulled down her panties, revealing her long, slender, snow-white legs.
Her maid's skirt was pulled up above her waist, and Elva, his erect penis close to her delicate, white vulva, pressed the head against the center of her labia, gently pressing against the tender flesh of her opening. He smiled elegantly and said, "Your Excellency Countess of Renn, may I have the honor of entering your body?"
The noble and beautiful Countess, feeling the hardness and warmth of his penis in her sensitive areas, was in a state of turmoil when she heard his question. Tears welled in her eyes, yet she involuntarily nodded, her plump, white buttocks thrusting back, allowing the head of his penis to spread open the honeyed flesh of her opening and slowly enter her warm, moist passage.
Elva smiled gleefully, gripping her beautiful maid's body tightly with both hands. With a powerful thrust of his hips, amidst the Countess's gasps and screams, he penetrated her, pounding and fucking her relentlessly.
As he fucked her, he ordered her to continue licking and sucking the petals of the Water Bottle Saintess's vulva, to drink all the juices. Elva watched her sexy and alluring body trembling and undulating on the bed under his thrusts, and suddenly remembered the way her daughter looked during intercourse, the strong yet humiliated expression on her beautiful face, which was quite adorable. This made his penis swell even more, and he thrust and raped her honeyed passage even more fiercely.
Recalling her daughter's tight, sweet passage while simultaneously experiencing the passage through which Lerian had slid during her birth, Elva's thoughts drifted back to the last time he plundered their family's wealth. He remembered lying in the warehouse piled high with gold coins, watching them slip through his fingers as he relentlessly ravaged the beautiful mother and daughter.
The raid on Earl Renn's castle had indeed brought him considerable profits, but compared to this expedition to the Northern Mang Mountains, it was nothing.
The vast wealth accumulated by all the bandit groups over decades, aside from rewards for their warriors, had been confiscated as military funds. Moreover, the goods in their warehouses could be sold for enormous profits.
The unscrupulous merchants who helped them dispose of the stolen goods were arrested and their homes confiscated, yielding mountains of gold and seas of silver. Now, those same merchants were working for Prince Edward, forming caravans heading north. They didn't need to buy goods; the goods Elva had confiscated from the bandits' and merchants' warehouses were enough to support several caravans.
The trade routes were kept clear by a protective army led by Berina, mostly composed of bandits, with many of Elwa's loyal subordinates monitoring them. However, as long as Berina didn't rebel, the bandits wouldn't pose a significant problem.
Elwa was relatively at ease with Berina. Because she was a fox spirit, she had little concept of chastity; being raped by him wouldn't be too painful. Besides, she was willing to accept the consequences, selling herself to him in exchange for Elwa's martial arts instruction—a worthwhile deal.
Betraying her would bring her no benefit, and she had no better option. North of the capital lay Elwa's sphere of influence, and Her Majesty the Queen of the Kingdom of De was unlikely to support the rebellion of the Kingdom of Saint Anne; this was a certainty.
With the support of the rulers of both countries, Berina deployed her protective army along important trade routes, rigorously cracking down on bandit gangs along the way. In this regard, she was an absolute expert. Bandit gangs from all over were swiftly defeated by this renowned bandit leader's army. Those captured were either forced to join the railway protection force or simply hanged, sending them to their deaths.
This time, Elwar returned to the capital without her. The trade route had just been opened, and many things required capable manpower. With Berlina's help, he would save himself a lot of trouble. It would be foolish not to use such a useful subordinate. Therefore, Elwar entrusted all affairs to Berlina and appointed a trusted subordinate as the deputy commander of the railway protection force. He led his army back to regain control of the capital's administration and began working towards establishing a new textile industry.
Elwar frowned, carefully considering every detail of the textile industry under construction. His hips thrust forward relentlessly, the speed increasing until a sudden surge of intense excitement coursed through his lower body, and his semen spurted out, shooting deep into the Countess's noble and beautiful body.
In the instant the semen spurted out, Elva's mind went blank, and suddenly the image of Lerian's steadfast and stubborn beauty flashed before his eyes. He became even more excited, gripping his mother's slender waist and jade buttocks, joyfully ejaculating onto the womb where she had once resided.
The Countess kissed the Aquarius Saintess's petals tightly, trembling as she sucked forcefully, swallowing unconsciously while weeping with excitement. In the ecstasy of her orgasm,
she sprinkled her pure tears onto the Aquarius Saintess's lower body. The Aquarius Saintess, also trembling from the sucking, involuntarily reached out and embraced Elva's head, pressing it firmly against her tender vulva, her mouth trembling with soft moans. The azure pubic hair and white belly blocked Elva's delicate nose, almost suffocating the poor Countess against her tender vulva.
After ejaculating, Elva felt a surge of pleasure. Kneeling behind the Countess, he caressed her smooth, jade-like buttocks and long, beautiful legs, sighing contentedly, "I really miss your daughter now... In a little while, let's take Princess Minnie to see her!"
The Countess had finally managed to free herself from the Aquarius Saintess's grasp, lifting her beautiful face, smeared with honey-like fluid, from her tender vulva. Upon hearing these words, she couldn't help but sob softly. The longing for her daughter, and the agonizing fear of her daughter being violated and defiled once more, overwhelmed her with a complex mix of emotions. She pressed her face against the sheets, weeping silently, her head tightly held between the Aquarius Saintess's snow-white legs. Her long, chestnut-colored hair still draped over the Aquarius Saintess's lower abdomen, her petals now stained with even more honey-like fluid and semen.
Suddenly, a strange, sharp pain came from her rear. The noble and beautiful Countess was startled and immediately looked up, only to see Elva inserting her fingers into her tight anus, excitedly exclaiming, "So you're still a virgin... Oh, and your daughter too! When the weather's nice and I'm in a good mood, I'll deflower you both, so you can be intimate sisters who deflowered on the same day!"
These words struck the Countess like a thunderbolt, almost knocking her unconscious. She collapsed at the feet of the Aquarius Saintess, crystal tears streaming down her honey-scented face, soaking the damp sheets. Meanwhile,
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the spacious, bright cowshed, a tender and alluring atmosphere filled the air.
A beautiful, dark-haired girl, dressed in a snow-white gauze dress, knelt on thick straw, her delicate face filled with adoration. She held a beautifully crafted horn comb, combing the Saintess Dorothy's hair.
The former saintess of the Taurus Palace remained naked, her snow-white, sensual body radiating a grand and magnificent beauty. Her beautiful face still held the tranquility of a virgin, tinged with a hint of infatuation. She knelt silently before her, saying nothing.
A small golden ring, adorned with a pearl, hung from her delicate nose, gleaming with a lustrous, poignant light in the sunlight.
A long golden chain extended from the ring, its other end fastened to a thick bronze ring on the wall, like a cow being chained.
The holy and beautiful Saintess Dorothy had, of course, regained her senses and was no longer like a cow, possessing extremely low intelligence. Moreover, aided by the Saintess's Tears, her mind was incredibly strong. Her past experiences, though painful, could no longer break her or drive her to a mental breakdown, forcing her to escape reality by imagining herself as a cow.
With a strong and courageous heart, only one goal remained: to defeat and kill the evil Prince Edward, rescue all the captured saintly sisters and pure and devout nuns, and let the glory of the Saintess's Convent shine once more on the continent!
After that, Saint Dorothy resolved to die as punishment for losing her virginity. Although it wasn't her fault, having lost her virginity, she could no longer be a saint under the goddess of life; only the sacred heaven was her true home!
With this unwavering resolve, she decided to endure humiliation and continue her identity as a cow until she found a weakness and struck down the evil scoundrel!
Now, although there were only the two of them in the cowshed, Saint Dorothy tried her best not to speak in order to avoid revealing anything, even keeping her eyes fixed for long periods without moving—a testament to her immense willpower, a quality that Saint Dorothy now possessed.
Seeing her like this broke Lerian's heart, yet she could only tearfully comb her hair, doing everything she could to make her life a little better.
The once steadfast and stubborn girl was now tender and gentle, her clear, gentle gaze fixed on her face as she silently combed her long, golden hair.
A tender atmosphere filled the cowshed; at this moment, the image of the young girl combing the hair of the violated saintess was so poignant and beautiful, so heartbreaking.
At the cowshed doorway appeared a tall, elegant figure, standing outside watching this touching scene, hesitant to enter, moved by the sight.
Hearing his footsteps, Lerian turned, still holding Saint Dorothy's thick golden hair in her hand.
In her vision, she saw none other than Prince Edward, who had once raped and humiliated her and the saintess, now smiling and moved as he looked at her.
In his hands, he held three long golden chains, tied around the necks of three stunningly beautiful women.
Behind him, the beautiful Saintess Minnie, wearing a gladiolus crown, knelt on the ground, crawling forward on all fours, her face filled with humiliation and fear, like a pet dog, following him into the cowshed.
Another saintess, the innocent and lively Saintess Aquarius, refused to crawl like Minnie. Although a long golden chain adorned her neck, she held her head high as she followed him into the cowshed, muttering curses, "Bad Elsa!" Occasionally, she would raise her small fist and strike Elva's shoulder hard.
Beside them, a stunningly beautiful woman also crawled on all fours behind Elva, her head bowed.
She wore a revealing maid's dress, her figure slender and graceful, exuding the charm of a mature woman, her gentle allure unforgettable.
Lelian's beautiful eyes widened immediately, her face radiating grief and pain.
Because she recognized her—the one crawling on the ground like a pet dog was none other than her own mother, the noble and elegant Countess!
Lerian gasped for breath, tears streaming down her face, biting her lip to stifle her sobs. Seeing her mother subjected to such humiliation to her heart was like a knife twisting in her veins; she wished she could go blind on the spot rather than witness such a tragic scene.
The handsome young man, standing before the cowshed door, seeing that she had noticed him, no longer hesitated. He stepped lightly into the cowshed, his movements elegant and casual, yet rhythmic. Each casual step he took felt like a blow to Lerian's heart, making it tremble.
With elegant and graceful steps, Elva strolled to Lerian's side, still holding his three pets by the leash. His other hand, with fluid grace, gently lifted his robes, revealing his erect member. He gently thrust his hips forward, his thick, hard penis parting her soft, cherry-like lips and pearly teeth, entering the girl's clean mouth.
Lerian silently knelt on the ground, her cherry lips and fragrant tongue mechanically sucking and licking Elva's penis, sensitively tasting the same flavor of her mother's nectar as she had experienced when Elva had shared pleasure with her and her mother a few days prior.
Beside her, Saint Dorothy's gaze fell upon her face. Seeing this beautiful young girl humiliatedly holding Elva's penis in her mouth, Saint Dorothy's face burned, and a murderous intent quickly ignited within her!
Her jade-like hands clenched into fists, Saint Dorothy's eyes blazing with fury. She almost couldn't resist striking immediately, smashing Elva's genitals to pieces, leaving him without any tools to defile the lovely Lerian!
Amidst her grief and indignation, a hidden heartache welled up within the Saint Dorothy. Watching the youthful, beautiful, and virtuous Lerian forced to suffer such humiliation, her pure cherry lips sucking the demon's penis, the bitterness in Saint Dorothy's heart was unbearable. She desperately wanted to act, regardless of the outcome, at least to fight, and absolutely not let the lovely Lerian continue to be humiliated! At that
moment, the virtuous black-haired girl, with a penis in her mouth, glanced at her with a pleading and comforting expression, tinged with a faint fear.
She wasn't afraid of being killed after the deed failed, but rather worried that Saint Dorothy wouldn't be able to kill Elva in one fell swoop, causing her plan to fail and allowing him to roam freely in the world, committing even more evil deeds.
The gaze was like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, causing Saint Dorothy to shiver slightly. Her fervent heart calmed, and she silently knelt on the hay, motionless.
Indeed, acting now would not be in accordance with the plan. She knew her current strength was far inferior to what it once was; in a face-to-face confrontation, she wouldn't even have a sliver of a chance. Her only hope was to strike suddenly when Elva was at her weakest. If she acted impulsively now, all her sacrifices and efforts would likely be in vain, utterly worthless.
The fire in her eyes quickly dimmed, and she quietly watched Lerian, her gaze tender and pained. Watching the girl she loved being violated by the enemy before her eyes, while she could do nothing, the grief and sorrow were almost beyond her capacity to bear.
If it weren't for the calming effect of the Saintess's Tears, she would have already succumbed. Saint Dorothy's holy power had seeped into her body through the Saintess's Tears, helping her calm the turbulent thoughts in her heart, making her mind calm and rational. Even seeing such a tragic scene, she remained motionless, behaving like the cow she once was.
She had her back to the person entering through the door, preventing Elva from seeing her expression. Furthermore, Lerian's small mouth was both agile and attentive, gently and joyfully sucking on his glans, driving him to a frenzy. He pressed down on the virtuous girl's head, groaning excitedly, thrusting his hips to penetrate her cherry-like lips even deeper.
Behind him, the Countess knelt on the ground, watching this scene, tears blurring her beautiful eyes.
But for the sake of her family's survival, despite witnessing her daughter's defilement, she could only sob silently. She crawled behind Elva, reaching out her delicate hands to gently remove his trousers. Her trembling cherry lips slowly approached Elva's rear, her soft, slippery tongue gently licking his anus, kissing it deeply. Together with her daughter, she served both his front and back genitals, her tongue forcefully pushing into his anus, trying to bring him more pleasure and win his favor.
Saintess Minnie knelt on the ground, still watching the scene with bewildered eyes, while Saintess Aquarius unexpectedly fell silent, blinking her long eyelashes, her beautiful eyes secretly observing Saintess Dorothy, but keeping her cherry lips tightly closed, refusing to say anything lest she inadvertently reveal the secret of their assassination plan.
In the cowshed, the strong and beautiful young girl still held the saintess's long golden hair in her hand, the ox-horn comb still resting on the golden hair, but no longer able to comb it, she could only close her eyes, silently sucking on the penis in her mouth, clear tears falling like broken pearls from her jade cheeks.
The serene scene continued. The naked Saintess Dorothy, the strong and brave young girl, and several other beauties and a handsome man remained motionless in the cowshed, continuing this beautiful scene.
A nimble little mouth and tongue diligently served his lower body. Under the licking and sucking of this beautiful mother and daughter, Elva finally reached his climax. He pressed his palms firmly against the back of Lerian's head, pressing her beautiful face tightly against his crotch. His penis reached its deepest point, and he began to ejaculate violently.
At this moment, he could feel the beautiful countess behind him spreading his buttocks, her delicate tongue striving to reach the deepest part of his anus, digging and probing with force until his violent trembling surged, letting her know what was happening in her daughter's mouth. Pure tears rolled down from her beautiful eyes, sliding down her jade cheeks and splashing onto Elva's buttocks.
Elva ejaculated wildly and unrestrainedly until Lerian's cherry-like mouth could no longer hold so much semen, which flowed from the corners of her lips. Only then did he stop ejaculating, standing dizzily in front of Lerian, panting as he spread his legs and softly issued a command.
Lilian's eyes flashed with grief and indignation, yet she dared not disobey his command. She could only carefully spit out the penis, her mouth full of semen, and lower her body, crawling between his legs. Her slender hands gently embraced the Count's father-in-law's body, her semen-stained lips lightly pressing against her delicate, flower-like lips.
She had already accidentally swallowed some semen, and now she was forced to obey Elva's orders to give the semen in her mouth to her mother. This filled her with extreme grief and pain, almost grinding her teeth to powder!
Her beautiful mother, equally sorrowful, tenderly and lovingly embraced her ravaged daughter, weeping as she gently kissed her lips, licking the semen clean from her lips before silently swallowing it.
This exquisitely beautiful mother and daughter, weeping, kissed each other, exchanging semen, silently swallowing it separately. The taste of the Countess's lips also reached Lilian's mouth, filling her with grief and humiliation, yet she could only endure it silently.
Beneath Elva's crotch, the gladiolus girl silently licked his genitals, cleaning them thoroughly. A pang of sadness gripped her heart; she knew that Saintess Gurney, far to the south, was watching this scene, sharing in the sensation of his penis in her mouth.
Her nimble lips licked Elva's penis, bringing him a satisfied smile as he gently patted her head, issuing her new command.
Beside her, Lerian had already fed a third of her semen to the Countess. Stubbornly turning away with tears in her eyes, she gently kissed Saintess Minnie's cherry lips, slowly transferring her semen to her.
The gladiolus girl's beautiful eyes widened, momentarily lost and bewildered. Being kissed on the lips by this strange girl, suddenly having another person with whom she had an intimate relationship, was a profound shock to her. Yet, she could only embrace Lerian, silently sucking the saliva and semen from her mouth, her mind in turmoil, unsure how to face this girl she had just met.
Elva smiled as she watched the scene unfold, seeing them kissing so passionately they were lost in their own world. She reached out, grabbed Lerian's long, black hair, and dragged her to Saint Dorothy's side, ordering them to kiss each other and lick up all the semen, promising that everything would be alright.
Lerian stared wide-eyed at Saint Dorothy before her, her face drawing closer, yet her
heart was filled with unease. Saint Dorothy's face remained dazed and confused. Though her heart was bleeding, she pressed her lips against Lerian's, like an obedient cow, licking her cherry lips.
Their lips met, the girl's soft lips touching Lerian's. Saint Dorothy's heart suddenly pounded, her pupils dilated, and looking at the beautiful girl before her, she felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to think clearly. She could only gently kiss the girl's lips, slowly sucking up the semen from her mouth and silently swallowing it.
Lerian's heart was also deeply shaken. Being kissed like this by the saintess she so deeply loved and admired filled her with excitement and sweetness, making her almost forget everything. She simply embraced Saintess Dorothy's body, passionately kissing her, exchanging semen and saliva. In the midst of their intoxicated kiss, both of them forgot what the fluids in their mouths were, focusing only on their intimate kissing until their mouths were empty, still lingering in their sweet embrace.
The influence of the Saintess's Tears allowed Saintess Dorothy to maintain a calm and infatuated exterior, preventing anyone from noticing anything amiss. Only Saintess Aquarius secretly watched this scene, biting her lip to remain silent.
Lerian was kissing him passionately, tears welling in her eyes, pouring all her tenderness and love into the kiss, when suddenly, a "snap" sounded on her neck, and a cold sensation washed over her. Startled, she looked up and saw a long, transparent thread connecting her cherry lips to Saint Dorothy's red lips, gleaming in the sunlight.
Raising her slender hand, she touched her neck and could feel the cold collar—the kind for dogs.
Lerian looked up in grief and anger, glaring at Elva, deeply saddened by the humiliation he had inflicted upon her. She didn't need to see what was around her neck; just looking at the four golden chains in his hand, she knew she too wore a collar, just like her mother.
Just as this intelligent young girl had guessed, the collar around her neck was also made of gold, identical in style to the dog collar her mother wore, down to the last detail.
Elva admired her beauty with the collar on, casually praising how much prettier she looked with it. He walked to the wall, pulled the reins from the copper rings, and turned to walk out of the cowshed.
Holding five gold chains, the beautiful women behind him had no choice but to crawl out. Even the Saintess Dorothy, who had regained some of her strength, could only follow him like a cow, crawling on all fours, feeling the pain from the gold rings pulling at her nose, almost grinding her teeth in hatred.
Chapter Five: Holy Water Distribution .
The strong and beautiful Saintess Weir stood proudly atop a grassy hill, her hands bound behind her back, calmly facing everything in the world.
This was on a vast pasture, covered with lush green grass, the sky a deep blue, enveloping Saintess Weir.
Behind her stood a tall flagpole, to which the noble and beautiful Saintess Wei'er was bound, her snow-white gauze dress shrouding her slender, jade-like body.
From the grassland, a figure approached from afar, walking leisurely up the hill to face her.

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