Magic Rope

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As I emerged from that damned gray jungle and set foot on this open ground in my tattered boots, the sun had already completely set. Damn it, looks like I'll be camping out in the wild again tonight. I'm not afraid of the cold, but I hate the dew. My stomach rumbled inappropriately, and I instinctively gripped the filthy hilt of my sword, hoping to hunt a real beast today. These days, I've been forced to eat monster flesh, and the thought of it makes me nauseous. But on this cursed land, that might truly be a pipe dream.

Suddenly, I sensed danger and instinctively leaped to the side. An arrow whistled past me, then another, this time aimed at my throat. I tilted my head; the arrow grazed my neck, severing the chain of my amulet, which fell to the ground. I couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The Dark Archer was definitely not to be underestimated; these monsters could take your life from any angle.

In the dim moonlight, I spotted the slender figure standing in the middle of the intersection ahead. I accelerated abruptly, covering the nearly 100-yard distance in an instant. When I appeared before her like a ghost, my broadsword was already drawn, its gleaming blade reflecting her panicked eyes.

Only then did I notice the woman's attire was significantly different from the dark archer's; she wore a short, brownish-red archery uniform and had her hair in a ponytail. A thought flashed through my mind. I shifted slightly to the right, my left hand resting on my shoulder with my round shield, using the momentum to slam her heavily to the ground.

The woman in brown was dazed and confused, groaning and unable to get up, arrows scattering from her quiver. Seeing her pretty face in the moonlight, I drew my noose. Since she could shoot without a word, I didn't need to be too polite, especially since I had already shown mercy. In this dangerous world, sometimes sparing a life is almost suicide.

I was well aware of the force of my charge, so I didn't press down on her. Without hesitation, I twisted her arms behind her back. First, I tied her wrists in a crisscross pattern, then the remaining rope, from right to front, crossed over her full breasts and back behind her, then passed through the rope behind her back, and reversed direction, crossing over her breasts again from left to front. She didn't struggle much; this was the dizzying effect of my impact. I carefully aligned the second rope parallel to the first; it looked neater if it wasn't messy, and I never minded doing this kind of thing. When I leaned over her shoulder, I smelled her sweet scent, further confirming that she was a normal, young human woman. The rope continued to traverse her curvaceous body, tightly wrapping twice under her breasts. She let out a soft moan; her already firm breasts were now almost bursting out of her short clothes.

That's enough for now; this beautiful prey was completely powerless to resist. I tied a knot at the junction of the ropes behind her, a secret thrill running through me. This was the first time in nearly two months I'd had the chance to bind a human woman, and such a beautiful one at that. I exhaled and straightened my knees to stand.

As a paladin, the embodiment of loyalty and holiness, a top warrior of the Holy Blood Knights, I shouldn't have this inclination. So when my mentor, Commander Ashur, discovered I'd tied up a bar girl and had sex with her in the village tavern, he immediately flew into a rage and expelled me, even though I was his most outstanding disciple. He was so furious that when I knelt down to bid him farewell and thank him for his years of nurturing and guidance, Ashur, his face ashen, remained silent, turned his back, and strode back to the camp. I could only watch as his long, graying hair was whipped up by the wind and he disappeared into the tent.

But aside from feeling sorry for Ashur, I didn't regret it. Why should the task of breaking through the darkness and liberating humanity fall solely on the paladins? I had no interest in that. Aside from martial arts, only binding women excites me. I remember the first time I bound that woman, the pleasure she gave me was no less than killing those monsters. Being banished wasn't entirely a bad thing; at least I could bind more girls. So, during my wanderings, although I sold off weapons and armor piece by piece to buy alcohol, using only the defective items dropped by monsters, I still insisted on not selling my rope.

Now, my precious rope firmly binds its first captive in months, a beautiful and voluptuous human girl. She slowly rose from the ground, struggling to break free of the bonds, but that only made the rope dig deeper into her body. As she gave up, I went over and helped her sit up, bending my index finger to lift her delicate chin, looking mockingly into her eyes, without speaking.

"Who are you?" My voice was as melodious as a silver bell, without the slightest fear.

"Just passing by," I said coldly, "Why did you attack me?" "Appearing here so late, people will think you're a monster," she said, relieved to see I was a normal human, and began to plead her case. "Please let me go!" she cried, twisting her arms defiantly, her alluring breasts bouncing between the ropes with each movement, appearing incredibly elastic. I admired the sight with satisfaction, secretly swallowing.

"You attacked me without cause; you should be dealt with in court. I'm going to hand you over to the judge—" "I'm warning passersby not to stray into the plain you came from; the monsters there are very powerful. If I don't shoot them first, I'll be in danger. Besides, you're not injured…" She stubbornly refused to admit defeat, yet seemed hesitant to provoke me.

I knew that for an archer, distance meant safety, but I kept a straight face and remained silent. She glanced at me furtively and whispered, "Besides, there's chaos now; there's no court. Whoever is stronger gets to decide."

"Yes, I'm better than you, so you're at my disposal now." I started rummaging through her backpack; if I found food, I wouldn't have to hunt. Her small backpack was surprisingly spacious, containing several days' worth of rations and a water bottle, some fruit, a cute little wooden comb, hair ties, a short sword, and other essentials for the wilderness like antidotes.

"It's very ungentlemanly to touch a lady's things," she said, her voice still captivating even in her anger.

"I'm a bastard, not a gentleman." I was already devouring her food. After eating most of it, I drank some water and let out a satisfied sigh. I was already planning how to play with this girl tonight. But I didn't act immediately. I enjoyed the cat-and-mouse game, and interrogating a beautiful woman was a very pleasant experience; this opportunity wasn't easy to come by.

The girl didn't seem very afraid, answering my questions one by one, and I learned some things about this unfamiliar land. The area was also shrouded in dark magic, and her camp was the only remaining human fortress in the vicinity, resisting attacks from the monster army. Most of the men had perished on the battlefield, and now the camp was mainly guarded by women, making them relatively weak in combat.

She even hinted that a strong warrior like me would be valued in her camp, seemingly hoping I could untie her and turn enemies into friends. But how could I? Although I was somewhat shameless, I still valued friendship, and forcibly violating a female friend's body would make me feel embarrassed. At least tonight, we couldn't be friends.

I stood up, my tall figure cast by the moonlight, enveloping her bound body; in the darkness, only her gleaming, inquisitive eyes were visible. I looked at her coldly, slowly and irresistibly approaching her.

Sensing the danger, she struggled to get up; I enjoyed watching beautiful women panic. I grabbed the rope around her neck and roughly pushed her back down to the ground. The rope, already deeply embedded in her breasts, now choked into my large knuckles, causing her delicate brows to furrow and her to gasp for breath. This was the clearest view I'd seen since we met. Her nose was straight, and her small, sexy mouth looked full; oral sex would be amazing.

Her arms were tied behind her back, bound tightly in a humiliating manner. Four ropes, like venomous snakes, bound her arms, silencing any possible resistance. I greedily caressed her rounded shoulders with my strange hands, gradually moving downwards until I grasped her breasts and kneaded them vigorously. They were well-developed breasts, proudly standing between the ropes. I figured she must have attracted plenty of lecherous glances.

She struggled a few times, but realizing it was futile, she finally gave up resisting and shamefully closed her beautiful eyes. In this chaotic world, demons roamed freely, and most of the men in the weakest human race had perished in battle, resulting in a severe gender imbalance. When women saw a man with intact limbs, they often tried to have sex with him to enjoy themselves, because no one knew if they would be alive tomorrow. Besides, I was a tall, handsome, and cool guy. If we met in the city, this girl in brown would definitely hit it off immediately. I even thought that her struggle just now was merely a show of necessary modesty, or an attempt to arouse my male desire.

Her breasts felt wonderful; my large hands could easily grasp them. The delicate skin was crisscrossed with merciless ropes, creating a very lewd and provocative sensation when touched, stirring my entire body. I no longer held back, using my large hands to strip her naked, and then pulled out my already erect penis.

I had a very satisfying moment.

Her pussy was tight, firmly gripping my little brother. If it weren't for the copious amount of her juices, I probably wouldn't have been able to make any thrusting. Later on, she got used to the rhythm of my thrusts and started swaying her hips, consciously cooperating with me. This slut's pussy was actually writhing inside; every time I reached the deepest point, my little brother felt like it was being gripped and squeezed. Accompanied by her alluring moans, I felt like I was floating on air. When I felt satisfied, I relaxed my muscles and stopped holding back, letting myself collapse inside her.

I lay on the ground to rest for a while. She was also completely exhausted and didn't move. When I got up, I didn't untie her, but dragged her to a tree and sat her down, tying her tightly to the tree with another long rope.

"Why are you still tying me up?" "Why do women always make strange demands after having sex with men?" I don't believe that you have to trust someone just because you've had sex with them. Before figuring out her identity, I didn't let her go for my own safety.

To stop her incessant chatter, I pried open her cherry-like mouth and stuffed my penis into it. After all that fuss, she was clearly hungry and started chewing on the jerky. I then broke the remaining rations into pieces and fed her little by little. A beautiful woman bound hand and foot to a tree, being fed by her guards—it was truly a moving scene. If a skilled artist had captured this moment, it would have been a highly sought-after artwork.

I then fed her water, which she reluctantly accepted. I took the opportunity to kiss her lips passionately. She twisted her bound body, protesting with soft moans. Then I slowly poured the remaining water from the bag onto her face, between her bare breasts, and finally onto her vulva, where traces of semen still lingered.

I found a tree trunk as thick as a thigh and as tall as a shoulder, stood beside her, and then swung my fist, smashing the trunk halfway into the ground with a loud thud, kicking up a cloud of dust. She looked at me in surprise, her eyes slowly filled with adoration. A man's strength is something a woman can never resist.

I tied her knees with rope, then continued binding downwards, confining her slender calves.

Her legs were beautifully sculpted, yet strong and powerful; she wouldn't fear any monster even in close combat. Finally, I bound her ankles together, then hung her and tied her to an upright wooden post. This made her look like a mermaid preparing for sacrifice.

She seemed to have grasped my cold-blooded nature, and began to look at me with a slightly pleading gaze, "There will be many wild beasts at night..." "Are you afraid? It's alright, you won't be afraid if you can't see them." I loosened my belt, blindfolded her beautiful eyes, and tied a knot behind her head. This was to keep her unaware of my actions, thus preventing her from easily escaping.

I was truly exhausted. I lay on the other side of the fire, admiring her snow-white naked body, bound tightly and unable to move. In the firelight, her creamy skin constantly shifted with magical colors.

I got up at the crack of dawn the next day; I hadn't slept well.

I went to her side, squatted down, and untied the belt from under her head, revealing her smiling eyes.

"You're not a bad person, you're not that cruel."

"Oh?" "Last night you killed two bears that tried to harm me, seven wolves or wild dogs, and a giant python hanging from a tree. You lay there without moving, just releasing a blue orb of light from your hand, and they all burned away without a trace." I was somewhat surprised; even blindfolded, she could see my every move clearly.

Suddenly, her face flushed again, and she whispered, "I... need to relieve myself."

I released her. Anyone bound tightly all night would have numb limbs; freed from the ropes, she collapsed to the ground with a soft "Ah." Looking at her pitiful state, I felt a little fond of this girl. I silently chanted a spell, and a pale blue halo appeared beneath her feet, replenishing her strength. In a short while, she had fully recovered.

She gave me a grateful look and hurriedly ran behind a tree. While I fetched water from the river in the distance, she was preparing breakfast. She was clearly an experienced hunter, deftly cleaning, butchering, and roasting a hare she had shot. The rabbit leg, sprinkled with just a little salt, was a delicacy I had never tasted before.

She ate only a little before feeling full, watching curiously as I devoured the rabbit meat. Her torn clothes from yesterday barely covered her body, and I ate while smiling and surveying her exposed, alluring parts. She noticed me, shyly covering her chest, lowering her eyes and whispering, "My name is Flavius. My friends call me Little Flavius." "You can call me Saint Brother." "Warrior, Saint Brother, come to our camp, you'll be very popular!" I accepted Little Flavius's offer, because she said there were many sisters like her at the camp. I thought I would have a wonderful time.

"Why did you rape me last night? Actually, I'd love to make love to you," she said shyly.

"I like binding girls. Binding makes them more alluring." The world considers sadomasochism dirty and ugly, a blasphemy against the gods, but I don't think so. "Besides, don't you think being raped while bound hand and foot has a unique feeling?" "Hmm... a little bit. Towards the end, I felt like I was about to die... I came several times. I never felt this when I had sex with other soldiers before," she said shyly. "Even without the ropes, I couldn't move."

"You'll like being bound," I was confident of that, and commanded, "Give me the ropes."

Xiao Wei blushed and walked over, handing me the ropes all at once. Then she knelt down with her back to me, putting her long arms behind her back, silently lowering her head, looking completely at my mercy, making my mouth water. I folded the long rope in half, placed the middle section behind her neck, pressed it against her delicate collarbone, and quickly pulled it back behind her back, wrapping the rope around her upper arms several times. Then, I threaded it up through the small metal ring on the rope behind her neck—the kind I usually use on ropes. Pulling the double rope upwards, her upper arms were forced to tighten inwards. I suddenly remembered I didn't know her flexibility, so I loosened it a little. She felt it, smiled gratefully at me, and said, "Brother Sheng, please tie Xiaowei up however you like," before closing her eyes again.

I swallowed hard and continued to wrap the rope around her forearms several times, then back up through the small ring, through the rope, and hoisted her forearms up. Xiaowei's face gradually flushed, and she murmured to herself, her thighs twisting restlessly, her arms reaching back and upwards to meet my tight binding. Watching a beautiful woman gradually lose her freedom was a wonderful thing. When Xiaowei's wrists were securely crossed, I was finally done. It was truly a moving scene. Xiao Wei's arms were bound behind her back, unable to move. Her fingers were long and slender, clenched into fists, and the knuckles of her index fingers resting against her shoulder blades seemed almost transparent, her meticulously filed nails gleaming softly. It must have been a very uncomfortable position, but she didn't seem to care.

Looking at the captivated beauty before me, my restless hands couldn't help but reach out and touch her again, lingering for a long time. Xiao Wei groaned, "If we don't leave now, we won't make it before sunset..." Reluctantly, I stood up, pulled her up, and gave her ample buttocks a hard squeeze. "Let's go!"

The path across the plains was easy to traverse. Xiao Wei had excellent stamina, and I was responsible for clearing out the occasional small monster, so we moved quickly. Her melodious voice made the journey anything but lonely. As the sun began to set, after crossing a hill, we could see a large camp surrounded by giant trees in the distance. At this point, Xiao Wei asked me to untie her. "I don't want the sisters to see, it's so embarrassing… Can I let Brother Sheng tie me up as much as I want tonight? I won't stop you." I smiled confidently. "You think you can't do anything about it?" I untied Xiao Wei, and she ran happily ahead of me into the camp.

When I reached the gate, she came out to greet me, followed by a group of lovely girls wearing the same brown short-sleeved shirts as her, looking at me curiously. I was ushered into a large house and sat down. Xiao Wei hadn't lied to me; these girls were all young and beautiful, as bright and lovely as the sun. They stared wide-eyed at Xiao Wei, who nestled against me like a little bird. To be honest, being stared at by so many beautiful women was quite uncomfortable, but I still pretended to be nonchalant and drank the wine on the table as if no one else was there.

Suddenly, a path opened up in the crowd, and an elderly nun in a purple robe slowly walked in. She stared at me for a long time, and finally nodded slightly, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Young man, welcome to the Rogue Encampment!" (II) The Snowbird Disaster It was another morning after the revelry. I lazily got up, trying hard to remember what day it was. I patted Xiaowei's round buttocks to wake her up. Since everyone already regarded me as her lover, I naturally stayed at her house. This girl's naked body was covered with crisscrossing ropes, her eyes were seductive, and she slowly writhed over like a snake with her arms behind her back, kissed my little brother, then turned over, rested her head on my lap, and closed her eyes again with satisfaction.

I really didn't waste these days. The girls that day were all guards here, and Xiaowei was actually a squad leader in one of their teams. She didn't mind those thirsty girls coming to the house to find me, sometimes even bringing her best friends to join in my wild fun. These girls were all young and healthy, with highly trained bodies and extremely receptive abilities. I took the opportunity to use many difficult bondage techniques that I hadn't had the chance to use before, thoroughly indulging myself. Xiaowei also seemed to have a high sex drive; after the other girls left, she would often ask me to tie her up and have sex with her alone again.

I ate an apple, remembering what the elderly nun I met on the first day had said. Xiaowei had introduced her; her name was Akara, a member of the "Blind Eyes" Sisters, a magic mentor here, a respected old woman. Akara hoped I could rescue someone, saying I could go find her when I was ready.

"I think it should be Cairne, our wise man. But I've never seen him; it's said that he was imprisoned in Tristram by Diablo before I was born," Xiaowei said.

Diablo again! That name annoyed me. My former order, the Holy Blood Knights, was primarily dedicated to eliminating the great villain Diablo and his henchmen. Hearing about it all the time had become tiresome. It seemed I couldn't escape his influence no matter where I went.

But since Xiaowei and the others hoped this wise man would return unharmed, I had no reason not to give it a try. After all, martial arts were my fervent passion, and the Holy Blood Knights' brutal training, combined with real battlefield experience, would make me truly invincible. This place was an opportunity.

I returned from Akara with a scroll tucked into my belt, containing the secret to Kane's imprisonment. As I passed through the plaza, I noticed a female guard assembling, with Xiaowei leading the charge. She saw me too, ran over, and said, "My squad received orders from Captain Kasha to carry out a special mission; we might not be back for several days." She tiptoed and kissed me on the lips.

I nodded. "Shall I come with you?" "No need. The captain said it's a secret mission; outsiders aren't allowed." Their captain, Kasha, seemed to look down on me, giving me the cold shoulder as if I were a freeloader.

I pursed my lips and walked away indifferently, the girls all turning to look at me with grins. Most of them had been tied up by me and had experienced the power of my little brother.

These next few days were perfect for rescuing that old man, Kain something. I went back to my room and slept soundly all night. At dawn, I shouldered my pack and left the camp alone.

It would be a long and tedious journey. I followed the map, traveling alone.

When it was time to camp, I found a giant tree in the wasteland, its thick trunk stretching out horizontally like a comfortable bed. I jumped up, stretched out, and lay down. I still had a long way to go tomorrow; a good rest was essential. I closed my eyes.

I don't know how long I slept, but I was awakened by a sharp, piercing laugh. I found a group of small, red-skinned goblins under the tree. They had lit a fire, seemingly holding a wild party. It's said that on this continent, cursed wild creatures and monsters are hostile to humans, like these little monsters called the Fallen Demons. They are cowardly and greedy, specializing in attacking solo travelers. I didn't really want to waste my energy on these lowly goblins and considered finding another place to sleep. But their conversation suddenly captivated me.

"Did you know, Miss Andariel sent men to attack Rogue's outpost?" "Hmm..." The guy being questioned seemed to be chewing on something. "...I heard we won a great victory." "But Rogue's camp sent Flavius's squad to retake it, they should arrive by midnight." "That's just suicide. The original Rogue squad leader, Snowbird, has surrendered and become our soldier. The outpost is ours from now on." "Snowbird isn't that strong." "Miss Andariel has taught her the skill of resurrecting zombies. Tonight at midnight, those girls will be greeted by an army of zombies! Hahahaha..." "Oh! That's great! I love eating the female archers' entrails! So tomorrow I'm going there to find some fresh corpses." "You still can't break this habit." "Idiot, you don't know how delicious their livers are, how... Wow!~~~" A few minutes later, the elders of the Demon Slayers were astonished to find a group of terrified henchmen carrying the corpse of one of their comrades, its head pierced by a tree trunk as thick as a child's arm.

"What happened?" an elder asked in horror. "

We don't know, boss! We just felt a gust of wind blow down from the tree, and then we found this thing stuck in his head!" By this time, I was already sprinting towards Rogue's Outpost.

Thanks to Xiao Wei's enthusiastic tours of the camp area these past few days, I remembered the location of the outpost. After a while, I calmed myself down, activated my Vitality Aura, and instantly became as light as a feather, my speed greatly increased.

When I reached the vicinity of Rogue's Outpost, I could see flames shooting into the sky in the distance. The girls of the Rogue Squad were surrounded by hordes of zombies, most of them seemingly injured. Due to the close distance, their arrows had lost their power, and they could only fight the zombies with their daggers. Xiao Wei was shouting commands amidst the chaos, trying her best to keep the formation from being broken.

Her hair was disheveled, but her expression remained relatively calm. She periodically slashed down the terrifying zombies that surrounded her, while simultaneously calling out to her teammates. Under the large tree in the center of the outpost, a young woman in bright red battle armor grinned evilly, occasionally tapping the ground with her bow and arrow. A zombie would rise from the earth and slowly join the writhing horde of zombies. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it wasn't too late.

I waved my hand, unleashing a holy light orb. A zombie fell to the ground with the blue light. I nodded in satisfaction. Just as the textbooks described, this magic was the bane of undead creatures. Using it to fight bears and wild dogs that day was a waste of its potential. I continued to unleash holy light orbs, illuminating the sky above the outpost, and zombies began to fall in droves.

Soon, the roles of surroundr and surrounded had reversed; now, the woman who summoned the zombies was alone. Little Wei spotted me with delight and jumped over to hug me.

Then she turned her head and shouted angrily, "Snowbird! Why did you betray the camp?" Snowbird was still futilely summoning zombies, but when she noticed that the blue orbs I kept firing were accurately cleaving the zombies that had just emerged from the ground in two, she stopped in confusion.

"Are you a paladin?" "..." "Why don't you speak!" She fired an arrow with lightning speed. I didn't even need to raise my hand; Snowbird's arrow was deflected by Xiaowei's bow and fell into the dust.

"I hate people who betray their companions." In this world overrun by monsters, companions are the only ones who can make you feel warm and reliable.

"If you didn't have someone helping you, how could you be my opponent!" Snowbird challenged Xiaowei.

"Alright, I'll give you a chance. If you win, I'll let you leave here," Xiaowei took off her bow and arrows, broke off the arrowheads of several arrows, and turned to me, saying, "Brother Saint, you don't need to worry about it. I'm confident I can capture her alive." I nodded silently and took a few steps back. Judging from Snowbird's arrow-firing technique, Xiaowei was slightly stronger.

The duel between the two squad leaders ended quickly. Xiaowei's arrows, though lacking arrowheads, were incredibly powerful. She first deflected the two arrows fired by Snowbird, then fired a third. Snowbird was struck in the chest by an arrow and fell to the ground. Several female squad members rushed forward, pinned her down, and captured her alive. At Xiaowei's command, the female squad members bound Snowbird tightly. Then Snowbird was pushed forward.

Her knees were pinned down, forcing her to kneel before us, but she stubbornly raised her head, refusing to submit and answering any of Xiaowei's questions: "You won't get Miss Andariel's plan from me." She possessed a somewhat bewitching quality, unlike Xiaowei's gentle sweetness. Then, I was somewhat surprised to find that the unique way she was bound seemed strangely familiar.

Snowbird's hands were tightly bound behind her back, with over a dozen ropes running horizontally from her shoulders to her lower abdomen, mercilessly securing her arms behind her back. Despite her desperate struggles, Snowbird's efforts were futile, only causing her prominent breasts to be increasingly exposed beyond her tight-fitting clothes as she twisted and turned, providing a feast for the eyes of this lecherous paladin. The rope around her waist went even more lewdly through her crotch, constricting at the entrance to her vulva and knotting there, pressing precisely against her clitoris. This would intensely stimulate her if she attempted to escape, causing her to become so aroused that she couldn't take another step. I couldn't help but admire the rope's perfect placement. I had bound some female soldiers in the Rogue Encampment in the same way, but the intention was to quickly induce copious amounts of arousal fluid by pulling on the rope. I looked behind Snowbird; one of the girls holding her was the same one I had bound in the same way, and she was blinking her large eyes, smiling mischievously at me.

"Take her to the command post. I'll interrogate her myself tonight. Leave ten men to clean up the battlefield; the rest of you, disperse and get some rest. We still need to repair the outpost tomorrow." Xiao Wei's men appeared well-trained, and after receiving the order, they began to act in their respective roles. Snowbird was pushed and shoved by several female soldiers, struggling to walk into the command post.

Xiao Wei breathed a sigh of relief, leaning softly against me, tightly hugging my shapely and strong waist, and said with relief, "If you had come any later, I wouldn't have been able to hold on. I almost despaired just now, thinking I would never see you again..." "Silly girl." "Oh, yes, in front of Brother Sheng, Xiao Wei is always a fool, needing my warrior to protect her." She said, giving me a sweet kiss. A warm feeling welled up in my heart; it felt so good to be able to protect the woman I loved.

"Why don't you come with me to interrogate Snowbird later, Brother Sheng? I can tell you're very interested in her," Xiao Wei said playfully again. Of course, I would have loved to, but it always felt embarrassing to have a woman see through my thoughts.

I spanked her little bottom and went to check if any monsters remained in the outpost.

After confirming there were no more enemies nearby, I returned to the outpost. Xiao Wei was giving orders to three female soldiers. She didn't stop when I entered, but looked at me with smiling eyes and gestured for me to find a place to sit. I pretended not to understand the meaning in her eyes and went straight to a seat.

Snowbird was being hoisted up by the three female soldiers. She had been stripped naked, her helmet removed, and her long, reddish-brown curly hair cascaded down her low-hanging head like a waterfall. Her wrists were tightly bound behind her back, and the remaining ropes were being pulled up by the female soldiers through the rafters. Each time they pulled the rope, Snowbird rose a little higher, her weight causing immense pain in her arms, making her groan through gritted teeth. When she reached the appropriate height, one of the female soldiers lit a fire below. This

was the first time I had witnessed another side of these lively and lovely girls; they seemed very experienced in torture and interrogation. Being roasted over a fire is unbearable for most people, especially when combined with the excruciating pain radiating from her arms. Soon, large beads of sweat poured from Snowbird's entire body; her toes, nipples, and the ends of her hair became pools of sweat, forming streams that dripped into the fire pit below with a constant hissing sound. At first, she could still writhe and utter painful curses, but gradually she became motionless, seemingly unconscious. Her thighs, calves, buttocks, breasts, and finally her entire body, covered in sweat, glistened with an alluring sheen. I sighed at the cruelty of war, but I also understood. If Xiaowei and the others had been captured by the monsters, their fate would likely have been even worse. I often saw wooden stakes in the wilderness, with the mangled remains of Rogue female soldiers, tortured to death, nailed to them.

Xiaowei gestured to remove the fire pit. The female soldiers lowered Snowbird, loosened the ropes, and she collapsed to the ground. Xiaowei knelt down, parted Snowbird's long hair, and fed her some water. Snowbird slowly sat up, panting, and looked defiantly at Xiaowei, saying, "I haven't had enough fun yet, why are you putting me down?" "I know this isn't much for you, so I've prepared something more interesting for you," Xiaowei smiled slightly and clapped her hands. Two female soldiers set out a large wooden basin filled with water; by the light of the roaring torches, many small fish could be seen swimming inside. Snowbird was retied, this time with her hands hanging high behind her back, her chest bound tightly with ropes in a figure-eight pattern. Her breasts were perfectly shaped, blending seamlessly with her rounded shoulders.

Xiaowei personally checked the bindings to ensure they were secure. Once she was certain Snowbird's upper body was immobile, she began to tighten the bindings on her legs. She took a rope, made a slipknot, and looped it around Snowbird's left ankle, binding it tightly several times. Then she folded her long legs up, pressing her thighs and calves together, and then used the rope from her ankles to tie the base of Snowbird's thighs, continuing to wrap it towards her knees, tightly binding her thighs and calves together. She did the same with her right leg. Thus, Snowbird could only sit cross-legged on the ground, unable to stand.

Two female soldiers laid Snowbird down on the ground, holding down her shoulders, then spread her legs apart, exposing her vulva and anus. It still looked wet, dripping with a mixture of sweat and vaginal fluid. Another female soldier applied honey oil to Snowbird's vulva and anus, including inside. The preparations were complete, and the female soldiers lifted Snowbird up, forcing her legs to spread to their limit, kneeling in the wooden tub, one on each side. Two women grabbed her wrists tied behind her back and held down her shoulders, firmly fixing Snowbird in the tub, her private parts completely submerged in the water.

"We were just trying to wear you down. Now you understand what all this is all about," Xiao Wei said, "Let the fish help you masturbate!"

The scent of honey oil in the water attracted small fish, which swarmed towards Snowbird's vulva, and her sensitive labia immediately felt a powerful pecking. The tingling and teasing sensation drove her almost mad. She desperately tried to get up and escape, but her legs were tightly bound, and her shoulders and arms were held down, making it impossible to move even an inch. She could only scream helplessly, twisting her body in an attempt to alleviate the tearing sensation. The nectar from her vagina and anus was being devoured, and more small fish began to burrow inside. Snowbird's body began to convulse violently, screaming hysterically, but the screams didn't last long, growing weaker and weaker.

Suddenly, Snowbird used her last strength to shout, "Fine! I'll tell you everything, please let me go!" Her voice even contained a hint of a sob.

Dissatisfied with Captain Kasha's hardline approach, Snowbird had secretly defected to the witch Andariel, the most powerful demon in the region. Snowbird said that Andariel planned to remove the last thorn in the side of the Rogue Encampment, allowing her dark forces to completely control this rich land. Andariel had already occupied the cathedral as a fortress, and her next step was to use the outposts as a forward position for a full-scale attack on the Rogue Encampment. If what she said is true, then Camp Rogue is in grave danger.

Snowbird was clearly a well-trained and physically strong female warrior. After she finished speaking haltingly, her strength gradually returned, and her eyes regained their sparkle. Perhaps because her sensitive areas had just been stimulated, she was filled with lust. She secretly glanced at me, the only man in the room, intentionally or unintentionally thrusting her breasts, which were enough to outshine any other beauty, high, displaying her alluring charm. After enjoying the visual feast, I felt it was time to satisfy my little brother's needs.

I politely asked Xiao Wei to confirm that the interrogation was over, and then said, "Could I borrow your female prisoner for a moment?"

If you want something, just ask directly. Don't worry about what others think; those with thick skin in this world always have fewer regrets. Xiao Wei untied Snowbird's legs, personally carried her over, and said with a coquettish smile,

"I'm so sorry to have kept Brother Sheng waiting," and then placed her on my left leg.

The warm, lustful fluid between Snowbird's legs immediately soaked a large area of my knee.

She looked at me with seductive eyes, her face flushed, and provocatively brought her breasts closer to me. Her nipples, a brownish-red like her hair, were erect with desire. Her body was completely free of fat, as supple as if boneless. I held her waist with one hand, pulling her long hair behind her back to admire her alluring body without any obstruction, while my other hand began to roam over her sensitive spots.

Completely powerless, Snowbird could only be wantonly teased by me, moaning softly with each movement, writhing like a snake. She was a natural harlot; the seduction in her voice was irresistible to any man. I didn't intend to resist either. After playing with her for a while, I slowly pulled out my penis.

Snowbird was the only one in the room meeting him for the first time, and her eyes were filled with anticipation when she saw him.

I guided Snowbird's hands to my penis, and she let out a long moan from deep within her throat. I gradually increased the speed, gripping her slender yet firm waist and moving up and down. Snowbird cried out lasciviously, as if she hadn't been fucked by a man in a long time. Each time, I lifted her high before quickly pulling her down to give my penis greater pleasure. But her strength hadn't fully recovered, and after a few orgasms, she couldn't hold on any longer and began to beg for mercy. Considering her severe exhaustion today, and that continuing might be fatal, I reluctantly stopped.

Snowbird lay on the ground, twitching slightly, and slowly knelt up. She suddenly tossed her long hair behind her head, gave Xiaowei and the others a mocking smile, and asked, "You've all been with him, haven't you?" The women blushed and were speechless. I looked at them amusedly, enjoying the cute expressions on these young girls' faces. Snowbird then turned to me and asked, "Do you always rape female prisoners?" I shamelessly replied, "It's nothing special. Since I deserve the main credit today, I should get some reward."

The female soldiers couldn't help but laugh. Xiaowei ordered them to kneel down in front of me and bound them tightly with ropes. Under my tutelage, this girl's rope skills improved rapidly. Several girls were bound by her, their chests puffed out and their breaths coming in gasps. Finally, she knelt down next to the female soldiers, forcefully raising her hands behind her back, her small face tilted upwards, and whispered dreamily, "Brother Sheng, please caress us as you please. Tonight, we are all your... prizes."

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