The flute falls, the wind lingers.

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Before parting on the autumn road, the flute's mournful sound fades in the wind.
——— Prologue
"How is Operator Bagpipe doing?"
You don't know how many times you've stood before the doors of Rhodes Island's psychiatric ward.
Your expression carries a hint of worry and a barely perceptible weariness. You never imagined things would turn out this way, on the day you were sent out on a mission as your ever-energetic lover.
"Not good. In just one month, Operator Bagpipe has attempted suicide four times, bitten her tongue once, and hanged herself twice. If it weren't for the nurses monitoring her in the control room who discovered and stopped her in time, she probably wouldn't be alive today."
Shining, who manages the ward, responds to you. You can see that even with her exceptional counseling skills as a former pardoner, there's a trace of weariness in her eyes, just like yours. After all, it all happened so suddenly, and it's been so painful.
"Officer Chen came by this morning. She even received a will from Operator Bagpipe, asking it to be delivered to you, Doctor. However, she didn't take it with her; instead, she gave it to me. Now I'm passing it on to you, Doctor." "...I understand."
Shining lowered her eyelids, knowing that it wasn't the right time to say more. She took out a piece of stationery from her pocket and handed it to you, but you didn't look at it. Instead, you folded it and stuffed it into your pocket, then opened the door to the treatment room without a word and entered.
As you stepped inside, you saw a woman sitting blankly on the edge of the bed like a puppet. Her once vibrant orange hair was now dull and lifeless, reflecting the emptiness in her eyes. The horns of the Vyvan signified her identity. Dressed in a pale white hospital gown, she sat alone in the large, empty room.
"Bagpipe, I've come to see you..."
Your throat tightened, and you forced back your sobs as you slowly approached Bagpipe by the bedside. The Shining, who had been waiting outside, thoughtfully closed the heavy door for you. In this sealed-off space, only you and she remained.
"...Doctor?"
Bagpipe looked up, her empty gaze only noticing your presence when you were within three steps of her.
This once outstanding soldier, a graduate of the Victoria Military Academy, had completely lost her former glory. Now, she was merely a woman, a wounded and broken woman.
"Doctor, you've come... Please wait a moment, your most convenient bed, Bagpipe, will be there to serve you immediately..." You sat down beside her, and before you could make any move, the Vayvan girl beside you immediately began to remove the shirt covering her ample upper body.
"Bagpipe, stop... That's enough, that's enough!"
However, this did not stir any desire in you; instead, it made your heart ache even more. You grabbed Bagpipe's arm as she was about to unbutton her shirt, and tears finally streamed down your face. You pulled her into a hug, letting her head, hidden beneath her long, withered hair, rest on your shoulder.
Women in Vyvan are known for their extraordinary strength, and you still remember her boasting to you during your picnic alone with Bagpipe. But now, you know you overestimated that strength and underestimated the trauma.
It all started the day you made a mistake.
A wrong decision led you and Bagpipe into the hands of the enemy.
You initially thought your enemies were just a group of ordinary thugs roaming the Victorian border, so you accepted this routine riot control mission without a second thought. Unfortunately, the Victorian government concealed the truth from you, and your underestimation of the enemy led to your misjudgment of the situation.
"This is the legendary, battle-hardened, and cunning commander of Rhodes Island, and his capable subordinates who can take on ten men at once? Ha, I'm not impressed!"
A burly man disguised as a street urchin threw you, bound hand and foot, into a dark, abandoned room, slamming the door shut, accompanied by Bagpipe, who had also been captured. The impact with the ground sent a sharp pain through your body. Looking at Bagpipe beside you, equally covered in dust yet still smiling bravely, a wave
of despair washed over you. You had fallen into the enemy's hands, caught in a feint attack. Bagpipe, responsible for your safety and your sworn lover, had been forced to compromise with the enemy for your sake, even though she had the chance to fight her way out.
All of this was the consequence of your carelessness, and you had no idea how far this consequence would unfold.
You simply stared blankly at the dark, confined cell in the abandoned building, lost in thought for a long time.
"Doctor, cheer up, Dr. Kal'tsit will rescue us soon," the girl from Vyvan comforted you, even though she had ended up in this predicament protecting you. Her smile remained radiant, like the sunlight during the harvest season in northern Victoria.
"I never imagined the people of 'Deep Pool' could be so despicable, even the children in the slums are their members... Anyway, Doctor, this time the mistake wasn't yours, you don't need to be down. As long as I live, I will protect you!"
Bound, the Vyvan girl still managed to move in front of you. You two lay on your sides, your eyes meeting. The cold, dusty ground was hard, but you truly felt a warmth in your heart.
Indeed, Kal'tsit will definitely rescue us in time, I must pull myself together... It was the warmth from the Vyvan girl before you, a warmth unique to you. You didn't know what you and she would encounter in this dark cell, but with just a few words, Bagpipe had rekindled a spark in your heart.
—If nothing else had happened.
"You're right, Bagpipe, we should think of something as soon as possible. But Bagpipe, don't forget our promise. From the moment we made our vow, it wasn't just you protecting me; if you were harmed, I wouldn't stand idly by..."
*Click.*
"...?"
You looked at the smiling Vyvan girl before you, your heart calming slightly, and you moved your lips, about to speak. But just then, the click of the heavy door being pushed open reached your mind.
Less than a quarter of an hour had passed since it closed. You were certain that the person who pushed open the door couldn't possibly be the reinforcements you and Bagpipe were hoping for, when you heard the heavy footsteps of at least three people.
"Leader, we're here. This is the room where the Rhodes Island doctor is being held." "Heh heh, just as I expected, these government lackeys driven by profit are nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs.
But let me see what kind of person the leader of Rhodes Island really is... Hmm?" It was the voice of several men, the gruff voice of the leader coming from a middle-aged man. You see a tall, burly man, no less imposing than the Oni of the Eastern Kingdom, leading a group of uniformed, well-built soldiers into the room, towering over you and Bagpipe.
However, when this man sees Miss Vyvan beside you, dressed in a Victorian special forces uniform, you detect a hint of surprise in his voice. But it doesn't last long; that surprise quickly turns to a hint of pleasure.
"Leader, this man in the black cloak is the Doctor from Rhodes Island. The woman next to him is the operator responsible for his safety; she's quite capable, taking down many of our brothers! But we still managed to capture her during the operation..."
"Operator? Heh, she's not. Are you bunch of idiots blind? This woman is wearing the uniform those government pigs and dogs wear, can't you see it?"
The middle-aged man scoffs, his gaze, which should have lingered on me, shifting without hesitation to Bagpipe's body. His undisguised gaze swept over Bagpipe's curvaceous body, which was tightly bound by ropes, and he let out a series of cold laughs, which made me feel a bad premonition.
"You, get her! Strip this woman naked first! Government lackeys, huh, these guys always boast about being the glory of Victoria, let me see what they're really made of!" "Yes, sir!"
[No...!] Your heart skipped a beat when you heard the middle-aged man's order. But your brilliant mind, as a doctor, was useless at this moment. You could only watch helplessly as several burly soldiers rushed forward and lifted Bagpipe's body beside you, their rough hands groping her torn uniform. Yet, even so, there was no fear in her eyes.
"Hey, leader, look at this Vaiva woman's figure, it's amazing!" "Look at those breasts and that ass, tsk tsk, are you wearing this uniform to fight or to seduce men? Has Victoria's steam armor fallen so low that they have to recruit women, or are you some kind of military prostitute they specially recruited?"
The officers, spewing vulgarities, grabbed Bagpipe's arms, treating her like an object rather than a life. After roughly pinching several sensitive, full areas of her body, their hands began to brutally tear at Bagpipe's clothes. You could see the Vaiva girl's dashing uniform quickly ripped into pieces of shredded fabric, large swaths of white skin exposed on Bagpipe's body, fluttering in the air.
"..."
Even so, Bagpipe remained silent. The smile on her lips had vanished, replaced by a silent, lowered gaze. Even as these strange men's hands grasped her breasts, which were covered only by a thin bra, and kneaded her mons pubis and buttocks, which were hidden by her panties, she remained perfectly calm, just as she had been in any crisis you remembered.
"This Vyvan woman, is she frigid? We've gone this far, and she still hasn't responded." "Frigid my ass! It's only been a short time. Do you really think women react to a touch like in pornographic novels? Come on, pull down her panties, I don't believe she won't be moved!" But you couldn't accept the shock this scene had on you, especially when the officers sandwiching Bagpipe between them began to go beyond simply touching her skin.
"You bastards, stop! If you dare lay a hand on Bagpipe, Rhodes Island will fight you to the death!"
You finally chose to shout, even though you didn't know what effect it would have.
"Hmm...?"
Fortunately, your sudden roar startled the soldiers who were about to tear off Bagpipe's last shred of clothing. They blinked, their gazes simultaneously falling on you.
This gave you a sense of relief; clearly, you believed your actions had been effective. You and this Vyvan girl had made a promise to protect each other, not just through her abilities, and now, you had fulfilled that promise.
Bagpipe, hold on, I will...
"A fight to the death...? Heh, I didn't expect you, Rhodes Island's doctor, to be so interesting." You rapidly processed methods of negotiating with these brutish soldiers in your mind, and when you offered this "deterrence" as your price, as you wished, the middle-aged leader waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to temporarily cease their brutality. He came to you, curled up on the ground, and slowly knelt down.
"Tell me, what's the reason you're so determined to fight us to the death? Is it just for a guard?
We were even planning to have your organization pay your ransom. Surely your organization, which only does things for money, wouldn't do something so stupid. Give me a reason."
The shadow of the middle-aged man's body loomed over your face, his massive frame exuding an unparalleled sense of oppression. Even so, you stubbornly insisted, "She's my closest person. In my eyes, her life is as important as mine. You absolutely cannot harm her! In exchange, Rhodes Island will pay double the ransom..." You threw out your price, knowing you were the weaker party in the current situation.
You hoped he would accept; only then could you protect everything you had after this ordeal.
"My closest person? Double the ransom? Not bad, not bad, that sounds tempting..." The middle-aged officer nodded slightly after hearing your offer, seemingly pondering as he rose from the ground.
A flicker of hope ignited within you, before he made his decision.
"So, you and this Vyvan woman must be lovers or partners, right? Haha, how interesting, I never expected to run into something like this... In that case, we can't let her go!" The burly middle-aged man seemed to be deep in thought, but after a while, he suddenly burst into laughter, his previously calm expression turning ferocious: "The fact that the famous Rhodes Island doctor is actually a pure virgin... that's really interesting! I originally only planned to let my subordinates play with this woman and then let her go, but since you've said so, we need to train her properly!"
"You...?!"
Your pupils suddenly contracted, and your throat seemed to want to utter a sound, but you were stunned into silence by what happened next.
"You guys hold her down, Rhodes Island Doctor's girl, heh heh, looks like I'll have to do it myself!" "Yes, sir!"
The middle-aged man shouted, and the soldiers who had been groping Bagpipe immediately moved to either side of her, allowing her exposed, snow-white body to be presented to the middle-aged man without obstruction.
"I say, you guys, you don't even know how to play with women... Watch closely, I'll teach you!" [Stop... Stop it now!] Under your desperate gaze, the middle-aged man stepped in front of Bagpipe, seemingly admiringly looking her up and down, then stretched out his calloused hands to freely caress Bagpipe's full breasts, which were easily an E-cup, through her bra. His other hand was not idle either, brushing aside Bagpipe's long, smooth, bright orange hair, and regardless of whether the girl was willing, he brought his head close to her sensitive earlobe and gently blew on it.
"Ugh..."
Caught off guard by the sudden stimulation, Bagpipe, who hadn't shown any reaction even under the previous attacks of the soldiers, let out a barely audible moan. Even though the moan was faint, the man standing before her heard it, and a smug smile crept onto his muscular lips.
"Look closely, you're starting to feel something!... Little girl from Vayvan, don't worry, I'll treat you well in front of your lover~"
His hands grasped Bagpipe's breasts, kneading and shaping them even through her bra. After a while, as if feeling the time was right, the middle-aged man slowly removed the bra that bound her breasts, revealing her full, child-head-sized breasts to everyone's eyes.
"You pretend not to make a sound, look how erect these nipples are! I thought you were some virtuous woman, but you're nothing special!"
After unhooking Fengdi's bra, the middle-aged man, with a lewd grin, pressed his rough hands against her breasts without any resistance. He gently rubbed the two pink nipples, which had become erect, between his fingers. You saw Fengdi's previously unmoving body finally tremble uncontrollably, even as she lowered her head and bit her lip tightly.
But the stimulation from the man didn't stop there. His large hands seemed to know every woman's sensitive spots, rubbing and caressing Fengdi's breasts. You saw the middle-aged man lower his head, stroking Fengdi's pale pink areolas with his fingers while his tongue teased the gradually filling, ripe nipple. The roughness and perfection of the tongue coating gave Bagpipe an extraordinary stimulation, and her body trembled more and more frequently. Her legs, clad only in thin underwear, were tightly clenched together, as if she was trying her best to hide something.
Unfortunately, Bagpipe had no chance to hide. A merciless force forcefully pried her legs apart. Sure enough, her once pristine white panties were now sticky and wet, with moisture spreading along the sides of her bulge and finally dripping down her groin in a glistening, slippery stream.
"Ugh...!"
"Heh heh, is this the quality of the Victorian army soldiers these days? Or did I overestimate you? I reckon even if these idiots messed around with you, they'd be enough to take care of you, you little slut." Needless to say, it was the middle-aged burly man who had pried Bagpipe's legs apart while she was off guard. He wiped the wetness from between Bagpipe's panties with his hand, chuckled, and gestured for two of his men to come to his side.
"Leader, what are your orders?"
"You four, untie her, then each hold one of this bitch's limbs and suspend her in mid-air!
I want to see how long she can endure this, in front of her young master!" "Yes, sir!"
Without hesitation, the middle-aged man's henchmen each performed their duties, quickly untying Fengdi's restraints and lifting her up. It was clear that this middle-aged man and his men were elite, because you could see Fengdi's struggle the moment her hands were untied, but she was easily subdued by the irresistible force.
"You bunch of villains, let me go...!"
"Slap!"
"Still trying to struggle, huh? This little bitch really deserves to be fucked!"
As if realizing that mere endurance could not prevent the violence that was about to be unleashed, Fengdi finally spoke out in grief and indignation. But the moment her voice left her throat, the middle-aged man's large hand slammed hard onto her raised buttocks, leaving a bright red handprint on her exposed white skin.
Next, the middle-aged man unzipped his baggy military uniform, revealing a massive, almost frighteningly large penis that protruded from his crotch. It pressed against the base of Bagpipe's legs, which were held up by her subordinates, allowing the precum seeping from her wet underwear to moisten the tip of his penis, which bounced back and forth between her warm mons pubis.
"Watch closely, Rhodes Island Doctor, your dearest Bagpipe is about to be fucked by my thick cock until she gasps and moans!"
"You beast…!"
You watched as the middle-aged man unleashed his brutality before your very eyes, on your beloved lover. Unfortunately, you were powerless to do anything; you could only stare wide-eyed, silently screaming, watching the thick, hard object pressed against your partner's genitals slowly penetrate her secret depths that should have belonged only to you—"Splat!…"
[No…!] The edge of her panties was pulled back, and after being thoroughly lubricated by her own fluids, the middle-aged man's thick penis thrust effortlessly into the two pink lips of the young girl, Vayvan. You saw traces of blood flowing from them, mingling with the tears streaming down your face. At this moment, you were on the verge of collapse.
"No, no! Waaah... You guys, stop!" "Oh, oh, oh, I didn't expect her to still be a virgin! Looks like I really didn't make the wrong decision!" At this moment, Bagpipe finally lost the composure she had maintained all along. Like you, her composure finally crumbled completely as the stranger took her virginity. The usually strong-willed girl finally shed two lines of clear tears, struggling desperately, trying to lift and contract her waist, as if trying to squeeze out the penis of the man who did not belong to her beloved who was inside her body.
"This little slut, you're so tight, do you want to be fucked that badly?!" However, all she did was in vain; her thrusting only brought the middle-aged man violating her greater pleasure. Like holding a masturbation sleeve, the middle-aged man reached out and grasped Bagpipe's slender waist on either side, his body arched, and began a frenzied thrusting on Bagpipe's spread-eagled body.
"No, no!...Ah!"
The girl from Vayvan was still struggling and resisting, but her cries were interrupted halfway by the stimulation from the middle-aged man's thrusts into the deepest part of her body. This repeated itself, and the painful moans took on an inappropriate ambiguity, until finally almost turning into wanton groans.
"Slap...slap..."
"You little slut, isn't it great to be penetrated in front of your lover? Get ready, my offspring depend on you for their continuation!"
The slapping of his testicles mixed with the lewd sounds of water as the burly middle-aged man began his final thrusts on the young girl Vayvan's virgin body. With a final growl, his thick penis, almost penetrating her uterus, caused Bagpipe's lower abdomen to swell slightly as he ejaculated aggressive semen into the deepest part of her womb.
"Hoo...Vayvan is Vayvan, it's been so long since I've had such a good time with a woman." After roughly kneading Bagpipe's reddened buttocks, the middle-aged man reluctantly withdrew his penis. Looking at Bagpipe's tear-streaked face, the man seemed to sigh.
"Hoo...I will never let you get away with this, you shameless bastards...!" Her smooth orange hair was now disheveled, and Bagpipe had just recovered from the violent assault. She gasped for breath, but her deep blue eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man who had just violated her, as if trying to etch his face into the deepest recesses of her heart.
Then, she glanced at you, forcing a smile through her pained gaze. She seemed to be proving to you that even though her virginity had been taken, her heart still belonged to you.
As long as she lived, she would forever stay by your side. This was her answer to you, the most loyal answer she gave to the only one she protected.
"Beep beep—"
The middle-aged man licked his lips, preparing to regroup and launch another attack on the young girl's delicate body. But just then, the communicator he had been carrying rang, forcing him to take it out and check it.
"Hmm? Ugh, of all times, why did you have to pick this moment when I was having the time of my life? I'm going out to run some errands. You guys stay here and keep an eye on them." "
No problem, leader!"
After receiving the message, the middle-aged man frowned, but he reluctantly pulled up his pants and left the spot where he could have continued to assault Bagpipe. Turning around, he gave a few instructions to his subordinates and left the room without looking back.
[Is it finally over...?] At this moment, you and Bagpipe both thought this in unison. The exhaustion from both mental and physical torment made you subconsciously lower your guard.
Unfortunately, the hell that belonged to her, and even more so to you, was far from over.
"Hey, hey, hey, you little slut, why are you looking so relieved? You don't actually think it's over yet, do you?"
The lewd laughter from the four soldiers woke you up, and also woke Bagpipe up. You glanced at the four men still holding Bagpipe's ravaged body, and your heart trembled again.
"Stop...stop right now!"
Your heart trembled. One such insult was enough. You wouldn't tolerate these wanton bastards defiling your most cherished being a second time. You somehow mustered the strength to push off with your legs and bite down hard on the bare ankle of one of the soldiers.
"Ugh! Damn it, you little brat, are you a dog? You don't want to live anymore?" Thump!
"Gulp!"
Unfortunately, this force wasn't enough to save you and your lover from your predicament. You felt a hard kick to your chest from the soldier, and with a muffled groan, your not-so-strong body slammed against the wall.
"Damn it, don't think we won't do anything to you just because our leader needs your ransom, you useless Rhodes Island doctor!" Having his companion temporarily support Bagpipe's leg, the soldier you bit came menacingly to your side, who was curled up in pain. He pulled out a dagger from his waist, gestured at your body, his eyes filled with anger and disgust.
"Oh no." This was the first thought that flashed through your mind as your vision blurred from being slammed against the wall. You didn't know what was about to happen; you only knew that your situation was likely to worsen.
But it was for the best... at least you had successfully stopped these four beasts from violating your loved one, hadn't you?
"Doctor! No, stop, please stop!"
Unfortunately, things rarely go as planned. As your consciousness blurred, you heard panic for the first time in the voice of the girl you loved, Vyvan.
This was a look she hadn't shown even when being violated by the middle-aged man—the last shred of her unwavering strength.
"I'm willing to be violated by you, you can do whatever you want to me! Just please, let the Doctor go, don't hurt him!"
The girl's voice was hoarse and desperate as the soldier's figure was about to reach you, who were defenseless. In a daze, you saw her tear-streaked face; the last vestiges of her strength and dignity had finally been completely abandoned.
"Oh? You little slut, you're saying you'll willingly let us fuck you if we let him go?" Hearing Bagpipe's cry, the soldier who was about to approach you paused, then slowly turned his head thoughtfully. He and his three companions looked at Bagpipe, naked and suspended in mid-air, her temples wet with tears, pursed their lips, and then smiled: "What a touching love story, it really moves me... Alright, we brothers agree! As long as you willingly serve us well, we naturally won't harm your little lover in the slightest!"
The four men exchanged glances, then made their decision with lewd grins. They sent one of them to your side, holding a dagger to your neck as you became delirious, while the others released Bagpipe, allowing her to sit up shakily on the cold, hard ground.
"Hmm, I will serve you... serve you well..." Looking at you, whose life was being held hostage by one of them, even with her limbs freed, Bagpipe did not choose to be released. A few sobs escaped her throat, but even so, she still trembled as she reached out to touch the already erect penises of the three men surrounding her.
"Is this...comfortable...?"
Although her movements were somewhat stiff, Bagpipe did her best to use her delicate hands to stroke the men's nauseatingly pungent penises. Even so, her gaze remained fixed on your dazed eyes the entire time, as if conveying some indescribable emotion.
"Hmm, not bad, not bad! But, Miss Bagpipe, you still haven't done one thing well..." The soldiers whose penises were being stroked by Bagpipe let out a comfortable moan, each whistling, and said to the Vayvan girl surrounded by them.
"Not done one thing well? You mean..."
"Is that even a question... Are you blind? There are three brothers here, and you only serve two?" "Ugh...!"
However, even so, Bagpipe's submissiveness did not satisfy the three soldiers. Just as Bagpipe was momentarily stunned, a soldier seized the opportunity and shoved his monstrous penis into her slightly parted mouth.
The sudden shortness of breath and the foreign object reaching deep into her throat almost suffocated Bagpipe, but even so, she chose to silently endure it.
"Gulp... gulp..."
"Oh, this little slut's mouth is really good! I wonder how it compares to the leader's cunt!" The penis, almost completely filling the Vayvan girl's lips, thrust in and out roughly, each time pushing from the tip of her tongue to the deepest part of her throat. Surrounded and wantonly humiliated by three soldiers, the girl's eyes rolled back, yet she had to attend to her surroundings, because she knew she couldn't stop what she was doing.
For him, she would sacrifice herself. As long as he could survive, everything she did would be worthwhile.
[Bagpipe... no...] And what about you? With your blurred, hazy vision, you can only watch as your beloved lover, like a prostitute in a lowly brothel, simultaneously serves multiple men who have nothing to do with you.
You watch as those penises, one after another, become erect and swollen under her manipulation, finally ejaculating their filthy semen onto every part of her body. Her bright orange hair, her rosy lips, even her full breasts. She is played with like a toy by one man after another, but she doesn't belong to you, the one she loves.
【No…no…】You feel your consciousness drifting away in this dark, sunless room. Your head droops heavily as if filled with lead, until—you are silent.
You vaguely remember your first date with Bagpipe.
For well-known reasons, you and she didn't follow the usual routine of going to shopping malls and cinemas in the city. You chose to go on a picnic in the vast plains of northern Victoria.
【Doctor, try this, it's mashed potatoes made from potatoes I just dug from the field】 "Hmm, too bad I forgot to bring the butter, otherwise it would taste even better~" You watch as the Waiva girl with waist-length orange hair carefully lifts a small bowl from the steamer over the campfire. The freshly cooked mashed potatoes are golden in color, drizzled with a sauce made of black pepper and salt, incredibly tempting. Like the bountiful autumn fields of Victoria, they exude a rich and mellow aroma.
You reach out to take the bowl from Bagpipe's hand, but the Waiva girl smiles and slaps your hand away. She scoops a spoonful of mashed potatoes, blows gently on it, and finally brings it to your mouth.
"Come on, Doctor, open your mouth... mmm, like this~" The fragrant mashed potatoes, accompanied by Bagpipe's smile, enter your mouth, the rich aroma instantly filling every inch of your taste buds. You will never forget the Waiva girl's smile when she sees the satisfaction on your face; that smile is etched in your heart, becoming the eternal vow you made to her.
"Doctor, do you know, my mother once told me that girls from Vaivan never give up. No matter what, they can't fall behind..." You remember your conversation with Bagpipe after that wonderful lunch, in the autumn breeze of the countryside. The Vaivan girl brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, a blush rising on her cheerful face, and said these words to you.
"So, Doctor... I like you? I want to be your wife, to stay by your side forever, okay?" You can't forget that day, the vow made under the blessing of the autumn wind. This sunny and cheerful Vaivan girl revealed her true feelings to you, and so did you.
Perhaps one day in the future, having laid down all the responsibilities on your shoulders, you will return to this land of only earth and the scent of grass with your beloved wife.
If you can still endure everything now—"Ah…no, ah…" "Hehe, this little slut, she looked so unwilling before, but now she's being fucked and moaning nonstop!" You don't know how long you've been unconscious; you only know that when you vaguely wake up, the image of the naked, blindfolded Vaivaan girl sandwiched between several men in this dark room, panting heavily, overlaps with the smiling figure from your dream.
One after the other, two monstrous penises are thrusting in and out of her petals and anus, drawing out gushing, sticky fluid. The girl straddles the two men's lower bodies, her two long, beautiful legs almost spread in an M shape, wantonly accepting the brutal abuse.
And the girl's expression, from the initial struggle and hesitation, has transformed into a dazed and confused state after her vision is obscured. Her legs were tightly wrapped around the man in front of her, who was manipulating his thick, hard penis inside her. Her breasts were being wantonly kneaded and shaped by the man behind her. Her waist writhed with each thrust of his penis inside her, as if eagerly awaiting the flow of thick, white fluid.
Was that a bagpipe? Was that the girl you loved?
You don't know, as you watch the blurry sky outside the window fade from light to darkness, the men who come into this room come and go. Even though the soldier holding the dagger to you is no longer beside you, Bagpipe seems oblivious, continuing to serve as their vessel for venting their desires.
"How about we ask the leader to make this woman our team's exclusive sex toy? This woman's pussy is truly a masterpiece; even after being fucked by so many men, it hasn't loosened at all." The soft flower core brings unparalleled stimulation, and another soldier ejaculates his foul-smelling semen into Bagpipe's sunken cervix. The overflowing semen in her flower chamber even causes Bagpipe's lower abdomen above her pelvis to swell slightly. The withdrawn penis pulls out a few bright, lustful strands, forming a lewd bridge. But before she can even rest, her slightly parted labia, overflowing with semen, are once again filled by another large, thick, and hard penis.
"I think so too. Seriously, this Vayvan woman's cunt is the best I've ever fucked. Oh, look how tight she is! Even the professional sluts on Londinium Street can't compare to her!" "Ugh~"
Her spread legs were roughly lifted by another man, his huge penis slamming through the folds of her vaginal walls, ignoring her feelings, and reaching the deepest part of her vaginal walls. But Bagpipe's face was no longer in pain. Even when treated like this, she only let out a soft moan, as if in a daze of lust.
Perhaps, rather than struggling in pain, it was better to actively accept this inescapable pain. You stared blankly at everything the girl was doing, and for some reason, you felt a shameful reaction in your lower body.
"Splat... splat..."
"I came!"
"Little bitch, catch it!"
The men's violence continued, and Bagpipe, whose eyes were covered by a blindfold, couldn't even feel your burning gaze. One stream after another of scalding semen poured over her body, forming a cloudy pool in the hollows of her ribs and lower abdomen. Her once smooth orange hair was now a disheveled mess, filthy and unsightly, clumps of semen clinging to it.
But after this latest round of release, the soldiers, their excitement temporarily waning, noticed you, just awakened from your unconsciousness, staring blankly in their direction. You saw them exchange glances, and for some unknown reason, one of them suddenly stopped playing the bagpipes and stepped forward to you.
"Hey, kid, look at you, all mesmerized, huh?"
The soldier who came before you lifted you from the ground, but unexpectedly, he didn't punch or kick you. Instead, he gave you a meaningful look at the bulging tent in your lower body, then smiled and took your arm, leading you closer to the bagpipes.
"Look at this woman's lover, watching his woman being fucked like this, and he's actually getting aroused... We're not heartless, we'll grant your wish this time, considering how pitiful you are!" "Doctor...?"
Whether you like it or not, you're pushed in front of Bagpipe amidst the laughter of the soldiers. Upon hearing your name, Bagpipe, whose eyes are blindfolded and who is overwhelmed by pleasure, suddenly trembles. His thoughts, which had become chaotic in the endless desire, suddenly become clear again.
"Doctor... is that you? You bunch of villains, didn't you say that as long as I serve you well, you'll..." "You bitch, what's the rush! We didn't bring him here to do anything to him. Come on, take this kid's pants off!"
You still stare blankly at Bagpipe's trembling body, which is even beginning to struggle again, your mind blank. This alluring body was already completely covered in various kinds of filth, and even getting close to it emitted a nauseating, fishy stench.
Even so, you didn't react to the soldiers around you pulling down your pants.
You stood there, frozen, letting them unbuckle your belt, letting your long-dormant erection stand proudly in the air. The lust rising in your mind told you that you should use your erection to penetrate that already broken girl and leave your seed, because if you didn't, you might lose even this opportunity in the future.
But your reason made you hesitate, because at least, at least you believed that the Vaiva girl before you was still loyal to you, even if only in spirit.
"Bagpipes..."
"Doctor, you... um..."
You murmured the name Bagpipes, your mind blank. But the girl before you, her eyes blindfolded, trembled slightly upon hearing your voice. After a long pause, two tears welled up again from the corners of her eyes, which had already dried beneath the blindfold.
"Don't hold back, Doctor. Use me to vent your desires, just like they did... Bagpipe, I'm sorry, Bagpipe is not a suitable partner for you..."
She couldn't see your face, nor could she see where you were. She could only vaguely discern your location by your voice.
She willingly placed her hands between her wide-open legs, disregarding any pathetic shame before you. She deliberately parted her swollen, red labia, which had been manipulated by numerous men, and tried her best to wipe away the semen clinging to them, revealing the best version of herself she could to you.
"Hehe, we're really jealous. We didn't expect this little wench to still be so concerned about her lover even in this state. We suggest you hurry up and go for it, or the brothers might have to take your place." "
Ugh, Bagpipe..."
Several soldiers chuckled and pushed you forward forcefully, their words leaving you with no choice.
Under this multifaceted inducement and coercion, in order not to lose even the last chance to entangle with your lover, you closed your eyes, held your erection, and let it slide into that tight, narrow passage, even though it was red, swollen, and broken.
"Doctor, please play with me as you please, I love you..."
As if judging that the penis that slid deep into her body belonged to you and not to those lewd soldiers, Bagpipe, whose eyes were covered by a blindfold, began to twist her slender waist incessantly. She constantly moved every fold of her flesh to stimulate your erection inside her, bringing you, who was experiencing the softness of a woman for the first time, immense stimulation, all to give you, the man she loved most, a privilege different from others.
"Bagpipes...me too...ooh..."
Your throat tightened slightly, your Adam's apple bobbing up and down, but you couldn't utter the words "I love you too," buried deep within. Because you felt unworthy of loving her, as a man, watching your woman suffer such humiliation.
But at least, you could still offer her final comfort physically. You closed your eyes, lowered your head, and began to move your swollen lower body, afraid to look at anything. You felt the warmth deep within Bagpipes' body, and as she tried to give you the greatest pleasure, the layers of wrinkled flesh seemed like tiny mouths sucking at your erect penis from all sides. You had never felt such pleasure before, so much so that you moved your hips faster.
Unfortunately, the more you did this, the more you underestimated the wickedness of her heart. Just as you, with your eyes closed, were gradually becoming immersed in the blissful pleasure of making love with Bagpipe, you suddenly felt your mouth being abruptly covered—"—!" "Doctor? What's wrong, Doctor? Please continue playing with Bagpipe… Ugh!" Before you could react, your erection, which hadn't yet been satisfied, was brutally pulled from the Vyvan girl's body. You saw the soldier who had pushed you in front of Bagpipe smile at you. Just as the girl was wondering about the sudden emptiness inside her, he replaced you with his erection, inserting it into the blindfolded Bagpipe's body.
"Oh, look, this kid's pretty good!"
"Yeah, it seems we underestimated him. I reckon it won't be long before this bitch is begging for mercy on her knees!"
"Ah...! Doctor, slow down, it's too intense, Doctor?...!" Your mouth is covered, and you can't make a sound. You watch as the soldiers around you cheer and applaud the one who is taking your place on Bagpipe's body. The huge penis is wildly thrusting in and out of her, but Bagpipe, unable to judge the situation around her, mistakes it for your care. She begins to moan more intensely, her waist twisting more and more, her flushed cheeks full of satisfaction, constantly welcoming the penis's entry and exit—unfortunately, she doesn't know that the real you has been replaced.
"Doctor, that's it... Let's climax together, Doctor?!" Perhaps because she mistakes the owner of this penis for you, the blindfolded Bagpipe quickly reaches climax. She reached out, guiding "you" to caress her breasts. She lowered her hips, pressing them completely against the base of his penis, as if to ensure his seed was fully deposited into her womb, a womb solely dedicated to bearing your offspring. A few drops of saliva trickled from her slightly parted lips. As the penis poured its semen into her cervix, a climax quickly swept over her entire body.
"Doctor, I love you...?"
Her arms fell limply to her sides, her violently heaving body gradually calming down. It was clear that if the person she was making love with were you, this young woman had given you everything she had left to give.
"Splat..."
"Hey, fucking good, this little bitch is absolutely amazing! Her hips are twisting so violently, little girl, don't you think my cock tastes better than your lover's?" "Hahahaha! She can't even tell if her manhood belongs to her lover, what's with this stinky brat pretending to be innocent!..." But
just then, you see the blindfold covering Bagpipe's vision suddenly removed by the soldier. Amidst the surrounding lewd laughter, Bagpipe, who was gradually seeing the object of her labor, suddenly loses the satisfaction that had lingered on her face.
"You...who are you? Doctor, Doctor! You...ugh!"
The straw that had sustained her finally snapped. You see Bagpipe's eyes become completely empty and dull, her gaze meeting yours as you, your mouth covered and tears streaming down your face. You can only watch as her dignity is devoured without a trace. Her lips, which were about to part slightly to say something, are brutally silenced again by the crowd as she is pulled down.
This time, she offers no resistance. Instead, she was like a puppet with its strings broken, her empty gaze lost in the sweat and semen-scented bodies of the men.
Day after day, in this cramped room, she was repeatedly played with by hundreds of soldiers. The once sunny and energetic girl seemed to have closed herself off, gradually becoming someone who could only pant and moan in the white, murky bath, responding to the men's brutality.
"Move yourself, you little she-dragon who only knows how to beg your master for semen!" "Yes, master, please shoot your semen deep inside me? I will become the best cradle for your child..."
She was no longer the lively and self-reliant girl, but a beast subservient to desire. If it weren't for the fact that every night her jaw was dislocated and her uterus was almost protruding from her vagina, and she was thrown in front of you like trash, and you saw the few traces of sadness that would only appear in her empty eyes when she looked at you, you would even forget that this Waifan girl was once the object of your deep love.
Day after day, a whole month passed. When Rhodes Island successfully negotiated and rescued you both from that dark and dreary prison, the girl beside you began to gradually remember her true self.
"Bagpipe..."
Deep inside the Rhodes Island psychiatric ward, you held Bagpipe, who sat on the bed with a blank stare, tightly in your arms. Tears streamed down your face, gradually wetting the girl's collar.
"It's over...it's all over. Just pretend none of this ever happened, you'll still be my most beloved lover..."
You held the girl's thin, frail body, too weak to lift a battering ram, your sincere words, accompanied by tears, reaching into her heart. Bagpipe's hand, which had been reaching to unbutton her clothes, slowly fell, seemingly moved, until finally, her true self returned to her empty eyes.
"Doctor, sob... Bagpipe is unworthy to be your lover, her body is already defiled..." "No, absolutely not! As long as I love Bagpipe, she will always be the purest person in my heart, forever..."
[The End]

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