The Convent of Saintess, Episodes 11-15 (26 episodes total) Author: Wind Howling

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*The Convent of the Holy Maidens*
Author: Feng Zhongxiao
Publisher: Xianchuang Culture

Volume 11 Chapter 1: The Thirteenth Holy Maiden Chapter 1: Aphrodisiac Training

In the royal garden of the Kingdom of Delhi, flowers bloomed in profusion, and countless beautiful maidens knelt devoutly on the ground! Gazing at the powerful Demon God with the lightning dragon spear in the center of the garden, their cheeks flushed and their eyes shone brightly.

Lying on his back on a thick, soft carpet of flowers, Elva's head rested on the soft and elastic breasts of the Holy Maiden Dorothy, as if he were resting on the most perfect and comfortable pillow in the world.

He breathed softly, looking at his lower body, where four stunning beauties were kneeling at his waist and between his legs, gently sucking and kissing his golden penis. Except for the blue-haired girl who was humiliated and weeping, the other three beauties all had devout expressions on their faces, kissing it as if they were on a pilgrimage.

After absorbing the holy power of Saint Dorothy using the methods taught by the demon girl, the Demon Dragon Spear underwent another transformation, turning into a shimmering golden yellow. Even after ejaculation, it remained erect, its dazzling light illuminating the entire beautiful garden and the faces of the beautiful girls kneeling in devout worship.

The first ejaculation of golden semen during the transformation had a powerful aphrodisiac effect. Fortunately, Queen Estella had already absorbed all the semen, honey, and virgin blood into a black jade bottle as precious ingredients for her elixirs. Otherwise, most of the beauties kissing his penis would have gone mad from its aphrodisiac effect, making it difficult for Elwa to handle so many people at once.

Queen Estella's sensual red lips gently sucked on his glans, a powerful suction emanating from her mouth, forcefully drawing out every drop of semen from his urethra, as if trying to make Elwa ejaculate again. Only she could transform this semen into powerful magic within her body, without easily succumbing to sexual frenzy due to the aphrodisiac effects of the golden semen.

On either side were her two beautiful daughters, each sucking on one of Elva's testicles.

Saintess Leo lightly kissed their cheeks and lips, her tongue deftly licking Elva's genitals, sometimes reaching his anus, covering it with her warm, powerful, red tongue, gently sucking on that area.

As a sacred object, the Magic Dragon Spear, receiving their devout reverence, radiated a satisfied golden light. Elva smiled contentedly, stroking their different colored, soft hair, watching the beautiful women sucking on his genitals, sometimes reaching behind his head to caress Saintess Dorothy's smooth breasts.

Those full, jade-like breasts were incredibly smooth and supple, full of elasticity, and he couldn't get enough of touching them. While kneading them, he turned his face to look at Saintess Dorothy's exquisitely beautiful face, and his penis swelled violently once

more. Silent tears streamed down Saintess Dorothy's face as she lay limply on the petal-strewn ground. Her snow-white, delicate lower body was clean; the previous mess of blood and semen had been collected by Queen Estella with her jade bottle, along with the honeyed fluid from her first orgasm.

During her climax, her holy power surged, and Elva had absorbed a large amount of it using the Demonic Lightning Dragon Spear. He now possessed a portion of her power, and he needed to refine it slowly upon returning home, making it completely his own.

Elva's gaze fell on the face of a girl not far away, recognizing her as Sonosa, the serious girl who had once hidden Saintess Dorothy.

She was tightly bound to a flowering tree with ropes, a pair of underwear stuffed in her mouth, her beautiful face filled with grief, anger, and despair. She had witnessed everything clearly, seeing her beloved Saintess raped before her eyes, the desecrated semen ejaculated into her sacred body—it was a hundred times more painful than being raped herself.

Of course, she herself had been raped by Elva, and her torn vulva and anus were still throbbing with pain; even the slightest movement would cause excruciating agony. Therefore, she glared at Elva with a fierce gaze that seemed to want to kill.

Elva didn't like that look, so he stood up, walked to Sonosa's side, and gently tugged, breaking the ropes binding her. Sonosa collapsed onto the petal-strewn ground, her hands and feet numb from the ropes. The moment they were untied, every inch of her skin felt like it was being pricked by countless tiny needles.

Elva reached out and embraced her soft, slender waist, carrying her to Saint Dorothy's side and placing her on a thick cushion of flowers. Seeing Sonosa's familiar face, Saint Dorothy's lifeless eyes suddenly trembled. She struggled to sit up, seemingly trying to rise. However, having just experienced an orgasm, her body was still weak from the shameful flow of her fluids, and Elva's work absorbing holy power had left her extremely frail. It would take some time before she had the strength to move.

Elva smiled, tearing open Sonosa's clothes, exposing her pale, thin body to the air. He made her kneel on the petal carpet, in a humiliating position like a bitch, her long brown hair falling from her head, landing on Saint Dorothy's cheek.

Elva reached out and pulled her slender, pale buttocks up, making her stand. He stood behind her, his thick, hard glans pressing against her scarred vulva, slowly probing forward, pushing a few brown pubic hairs into the tender flesh of her opening.

Sonosa's hands and feet were numb from being bound, and she could barely stand. Elva pulled her thin buttocks high, her body as if broken in two, her upper body drooping down. Looking at the pale face of the ravaged Saintess Dorothy, she wept sadly, tears of grief and anger falling drop by drop onto her holy and beautiful face.

Saintess Dorothy bit her lip tightly, clearly seeing at such close range that the thick, golden penis slowly pushed forward, entering Sonosa's body and ravaging this kind and stubborn girl, thrusting hard, making her gasp for breath.

After the Demonic Dragon Spear transformed into a golden color, its powerful aphrodisiac effect instantly shattered Sonosa's girlish composure. The glans had barely penetrated halfway into her wounded flower path when Sonosa couldn't help but moan. Despite biting her lip desperately, she couldn't stop the moans, and her pale cheeks flushed.

Below Sonosa's face, Saint Dorothy watched her in astonishment, then remembered the intense aphrodisiac aura emanating from her own body when the penis had entered her, and understood everything.

With her remaining holy power, if she tried hard enough, she might have been able to barely withstand the aphrodisiac effect of the golden artifact, preventing her moans from becoming too loud and disgracing the entire Saintess's Convent. But this young girl was weak; how could she resist the powerful aphrodisiac force of the penis-shaped artifact?

Being stared at like this, Sonosa was overwhelmed with shame, trembling and weeping, tears streaming down her face, dripping onto Saint Dorothy's jade-like face.

Elva didn't care whether she cried or not, he just held her tightly and fucked her hard, his thick penis thrusting wildly into the girl's tender hole, but he quickly stopped, his brows furrowing slightly.

Because of the previous rough fucking, her virgin hole was torn, leaving it scarred and the inner walls of her vaginal canal were also torn, making it somewhat loose. Now, fucking her felt very unpleasant.

"There's no other way, for my own sexual happiness, I still have to heal her wounds first." Elva grumbled to himself, pulling his penis out of her tender hole, raising his hand, about to gather a ball of light to cast a healing spell in his palm, when suddenly an idea struck him. He silently recited the incantation for the healing spell, his mind pointing to the magic electric dragon spear between his legs.

Gradually, the golden penis shone brightly, and a golden ball of light appeared at the base of the penis, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated Elva's excited face.

A small, shimmering orb of light, like gold, gradually grew larger, gathering at the base of the penis to form a fist-sized orb. At Elva's will, it slowly flowed towards the tip of the penis.

The tip of the penis, surrounded by the golden orb, floated in the air around the glans, radiating dazzling golden light. The beautiful maidens throughout the garden worshipped devoutly, forever etching the miracle of the Great Demon God, the Lightning Dragon Spear, into their hearts.

Elva thrust his hips forward, the fist-sized orb pressing against the wounded maiden's tender opening. As the glans penetrated, it slowly entered the maiden's flower path, repairing the torn flesh walls from the large penis, making her smooth and resilient, tightly gripping Elva's penis.

The maiden's high-raised, snow-white buttocks faintly radiated golden light, as if she had been given a golden buttocks. The golden orb had entered her body, healing her wounds and simultaneously igniting her desire.

Elva felt incredibly good. The supple flower path tightly gripped his penis, so tight and slippery that he thrust his hips with pleasure, pounding into the girl's honeyed depths.

Embracing the girl's now burning hot body, listening to her wanton moans and cries, Elva pumped wildly into her vagina countless times, smiling as he brought her to orgasm. Then he tossed her slender body to the ground, letting her lie on the petals, gradually regaining her senses, weeping with shame, helplessness, and regret.

Queen Estella hurriedly took out a black jade bottle and placed it under the girl's gradually returning pale buttocks to draw out her virginity. Although she had drawn a large amount of her virgin blood afterward, without the aid of her virginity, it wasn't a high-quality ingredient for the medicine.

Elva smiled and walked forward, straddling Saint Dorothy's head. His slightly drooping penis swayed in the air, a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen dripping gently from its tip onto Saint Dorothy's white forehead and cheeks.

Saintess Dorothy glared at him with shame, powerless to turn and escape such humiliation. Elva grinned, squatting down on top of her, pinching her cheeks open, and shoving his wet, limp penis inside, even forcing his testicles into her mouth. She was too weak to bite now, having been thoroughly violated.

Enjoying the warm, moist sensation of his entire penis in her mouth, Elva reached for her snow-white arm, forcefully tearing a white jade ring from her hand and placing it on his own.

This time, he didn't need to embed the ring in his skin. As the new Saintess of the Taurus Palace, he had the right to wear such a ring as proof of his sainthood.

Saintess Dorothy's mouth was stuffed full of his limp, erotic member. She endured the strange sensation of her own fluids and semen flowing into her mouth, watching him forcibly remove her ring. She couldn't help but moan softly, gazing at the sacred ring symbolizing the glory of the Taurus Palace, tears streaming down her face in anguish.

When the ring was on her middle finger, Elva felt a surge of powerful energy, a warm sensation coursing through her body. He felt an instant surge of strength, and his previously limp penis throbbed with renewed vigor. The hard, thick glans pressed against Saintess Dorothy's throat, causing her to gag. She felt the rounded glans slowly slide down her throat, even penetrating her esophagus.

Elva smiled happily, turning the Taurus Palace sacred ring over and over in his hand. He felt incredibly powerful. As the new Saintess of the Taurus Palace, having the old Saintess's warm, moist mouth inside him, this sense of accomplishment intoxicated him.
Next, Elva pulled up Saint Dorothy's snow-white body, making her kneel on the flower carpet, enduring his fierce assault from behind as he penetrated her tight, sweet orifice in this humiliating position.

Finally regaining consciousness from the afterglow of her orgasm, Sonosa, lying on her side on the ground, saw this scene and her delicate body trembled violently. Tears streamed down her face as she moaned softly, preferring death to seeing the saintess's face contorted with humiliation and shame, painfully enduring the man's humiliating violation from behind.

Elva smiled, looking down at Saint Dorothy's snow-white, tender, and crystal-clear skin, and her alluringly perfect figure. His thick penis forced open her still-bleeding, tight petals, plunging into her warm, sweet, milky orifice.

There was still plenty of time today; he would first enjoy raping this noble and beautiful former saintess in various positions!

Early morning, the open space within the palace was filled with a fresh, clean atmosphere.

With a serious expression, Elva slowly reached out and grasped the handle of the Hammer of Light.

The pure white hammer looked holy and beautiful, but upon holding it, he realized it was incredibly heavy, almost too heavy for him to lift.

As the dark power surged, the holy ring on his finger instantly lit up, its dazzling light colliding with the faint black aura emanating from Elva's hand, producing a soft hissing sound.

Using the secret technique taught by the demon girl, Elva slowly enveloped his holy power with dark power, striving to transform it into his own. Instantly, he felt the Hammer of Light in his hand become lighter, and swinging it became much easier.

Standing on the open ground, Elva was overjoyed. He swung the Hammer of Light with all his might, unleashing the hammer technique passed down to him by Saintess Leo. The wind whistled, and a white light streaked across the sky with incredible speed.

As the Hammer of Light swung, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, and a huge amount of energy radiated outwards, filling the air with a sense of oppression.

Suddenly, the Hammer of Light crashed down from the sky, slamming heavily onto a giant boulder. The force was so great that the earth trembled.

With a deafening roar, the boulder, placed in the open space, was shattered by the immense power of the Hammer of Light, scattering in all directions.

Countless stones rained down from the sky, landing on the open space with a crackling sound, like a shower of gravel.

Seeing the Hammer of Light's power, Elva was overjoyed. Holding the hammer, he looked around with pride, knowing that his current strength was not to be underestimated. Even against a true Saintess, he could put up a fight.

"Especially the Saintess behind me, she can be my slewd prey at will." Elva turned around, looking at a huge golden container placed in the open space in the distance behind him, and smiled slightly.

Carrying the Radiant Hammer, he strode towards the golden container, laughing loudly, "Your Highness Saint Dorothy, how's my hammer technique?"

The golden container was oval-cylindrical, its surface smooth and gleaming, radiating a golden light.

Inside, Saint Dorothy lay quietly, her naked, snow-white body submerged beneath the clear water, only her head protruding. Her face was indifferent, yet she appeared utterly despondent.

This golden container, though large and gleaming, was actually a golden bathtub filled with a potion, in which Saint Dorothy was soaking.

The potion used to bathe her was made from secret medicines that Queen Estella had searched far and wide for, containing a large amount of aphrodisiacs. Its potency was so strong that even a small amount would cause an intense surge of lust in an ordinary person, and if they were deprived of sexual intercourse for a long time, they would become like a lovesick fool.

Although Saintess Dorothy maintained a detached expression, she was actually struggling to resist the surging desires within her, forcibly suppressing any hint of unfulfilled lust. She could only forcefully draw upon the remaining holy power within her to quell the burning desire within her.

However, the potency of this elixir was subtly altering her constitution. Prolonged immersion would make her body extremely sensitive; even the slightest touch would ignite her burning desire. There was no other way but to suppress it with her holy power.

Fortunately, she had only been soaking for a day, far from completely transforming her constitution, so Saintess Dorothy could still resist with relative ease.

But when Elva reached into the golden bathtub and grasped her full, voluptuous breasts, Saint Dorothy's body trembled violently. She glared at Elva with her beautiful eyes, gritting her teeth and cursing, "You lecher!"

Elva wasn't angry. He smiled and pulled her out of the potion, letting the limp Saint Dorothy lie on the edge of the golden bathtub. He embraced her smooth, white buttocks, unfastened his saintess robe, pulled out his penis, and thrust it hard into her warm, moist honey hole from behind, all the way in.

Although he had been summoned back to the Kingdom of Saint Anne, he still had some time before returning home to train Saint Dorothy, to familiarize her with the potion soak and his advances.

Saint Dorothy couldn't help but scream as her tight honey hole was torn open again. Although the tear wasn't large, it was still excruciatingly painful. Her hands were too weak to support her on the edge of the bathtub, and she plunged headfirst into the tub, her head submerged below the surface, her radiant golden hair floating and spreading across the water.

If the battle saintess under the goddess of life could drown so easily, her strength would be far too weak. Elva ignored her, focusing only on embracing her snow-white, full, smooth buttocks, his fingers wantonly kneading them, his thick, hard penis pounding fiercely into her tight passage, each thrust reaching its hilt, causing the saintess's pure womb to tremble.

The golden, lightning-infused spear emitted a tremendous aphrodisiac power, flowing through the delicate walls that tightly gripped it, permeating the saintess's body, making her lower body fiery, and rapidly spreading throughout her entire form.

The saintess buried her head beneath the water, trying to calm herself with the cool water, bubbles rising painfully from her nose, gathering her holy power to suppress her burning desire and resist the powerful aphrodisiac force of the lightning-infused spear.

Elva, however, sneered, the lightning-infused spear deeply inserted into her body, wantonly absorbing her holy power. With this holy power, he would be more adept at using the Light Hammer, thus increasing his combat strength.

However, the holy power within her body could not be completely absorbed. Within Saintess Dorothy's body, there was a stubborn holy power that could not be absorbed, and with this holy power alone, she could resist the aphrodisiac power of the Demonic Lightning Dragon Spear.

Since he had broken Saintess Dorothy's virginity, and the Demonic Lightning Dragon Spear had upgraded to the Golden Pestle, Elva had slept with her many times, but only the first time had successfully brought her to orgasm—when he broke her hymen.

That time, under the first spurt of golden semen, she couldn't resist the immense aphrodisiac energy contained within, finally clinging to him, screaming and crying, her legs tightly gripping his waist, her body convulsing violently, reaching the peak of pleasure.

During her orgasm, Elva's Golden Dragon Spear was also massively absorbing her holy power; now, over 90% of the holy power he possessed from her was absorbed during that encounter.

However, since then, the aphrodisiac energy in Elva's golden semen has never been as immense as when the Demonic Lightning Dragon Spear first transformed into the Golden Pestle. Even after Saintess Dorothy desperately gathered her holy power to resist, she could withstand the aphrodisiac power of the Demonic Lightning Dragon Spear. While the golden semen injected into her body caused her shame and embarrassment, it lacked the power to induce an orgasm, or even make her moan louder.

Without an orgasm, Elva couldn't absorb a large amount of holy power; she now felt that the amount she absorbed each time was decreasing, and it seemed that she could only absorb a large amount of holy power during orgasms.

Furthermore, without orgasms, Elva couldn't allow herself to gradually descend into the abyss of lust and ultimately become a succubus. All her plans were thwarted here.

Thinking of this, Elva became somewhat annoyed, tightening his grip on her delicate body and thrusting even harder. His penis pounded into her tight, tender honey hole, violently rubbing against the tender flesh inside her flower path. Waves of pleasure surged through Saint Doris, causing her consciousness to gradually blur. She could only rely on her subconscious to mobilize her holy power to resist the invasion of lust, while her head sank deeper into the water, gradually approaching the edge of suffocation.

Beside the smooth, bright, huge golden bathtub, a young man wearing only a saint's robe was embracing her snow-white, healthy body and thrusting wildly. The extremely beautiful, fallen saint was lying on the edge of the bathtub, her snow-white, sexy upper body already submerged in the water, her dazzling golden hair floating on the surface, spreading out like the sun. The scene was poignant and captivating.

Princess Cecilia, who had been timidly hiding to the side, watching this tragic scene with tears in her eyes, finally could not bear the pain in her heart. She rushed forward, knelt down, and tightly hugged Elva's leg, crying and pleading, "Master! Please spare Saintess Doris! She's about to drown!"

Elva lowered his head, looking at the blue-haired girl with clear tears on her face, and sneered, "I didn't realize you were such a sentimental person. You've fallen in love with Saintess Doris so quickly?"

As he spoke, he continued to thrust, his penis deeply penetrating the tight, tender orifice, his hips slapping against the snow-white, soft buttocks with a "slap, slap" sound.

Princess Cecilia trembled violently, her voice trembling as she said, "No! My heart belongs only to my master, no one else. If my master wants to do it, then do it to me!"

To make it more convincing, she knelt down, embracing Elva's feet and kissing them passionately. Her cherry lips rained down kisses on the instep, no longer caring about girlish reserve or the dignity of a princess.

Elva, enjoying her kisses, simply lifted his left foot, took off his shoe, and placed his toes into her soft cherry lips. Princess Cecilia hesitated only for a moment before closing her clear, beautiful eyes and deeply taking his toes into her warm, moist mouth, sucking on them, her fragrant tongue licking every inch of his toes until they were spotless.

Elva stood on one leg, enjoying the princess's service while simultaneously thrusting his hips into Saint Doris's honeyed depths, displaying the demeanor of a master. Suddenly, he heard a soft laugh behind him. Turning around, he saw the adorable pink-haired princess standing behind him, hands on her hips, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Saint Doris's shapely naked body. With a lewd grin, she said, "If we keep going like this, we'll really kill her. Who will we play with then? Let's go to bed and have some fun first!"

Behind her, a dozen beautiful palace maids were diligently making beds, laying out a large, makeshift bed on the floor. Some of the girls seemed to have difficulty moving, because they had recently been defiled by the Demonic Electric Dragon Spear, and their wounds hadn't healed before Princess Qinana had summoned them to do chores.

Soon, a simple large bed was laid out in the open space, with thick mats and blankets on the ground, and then a clean, white sheet on top. Judging by its size, it could easily accommodate a naked sexual encounter.

Elva nodded and smiled approvingly, reaching out to lift the nearly unconscious Saintess Dorothy from the potion. He withdrew his left foot from Princess Cecilia's clean, cherry-like mouth, put on his shoes, and walked towards the large bed.

Saintess Dorothy's body was covered in the potion, carrying a fresh scent with a hint of erotic aphrodisiac, which aroused Elva's lust. His Demonic Electric Dragon Spear swelled to an extreme thickness, deeply inserted into Saintess Dorothy's tight, contracting orifice, thrusting into her body relentlessly as he walked.

What greatly displeased him was that even near unconsciousness, Saintess Dorothy was still able to subconsciously mobilize her holy power to resist the aphrodisiac attacks of his Demonic Electric Dragon Spear. If he couldn't keep her climaxing, how could he train her, make her fall into lust and become a succubus to suit his needs?

On the large bed covered with snow-white sheets, Elva held the beautiful saintess with snow-white and tender skin tightly and fucked her hard. Under the admiring gaze of many girls, he changed many positions with her until she was finally driven to a frenzy by the friction of her tight and tender honey hole. His penis throbbed violently and shot a large amount of golden semen deep into her jade body.

Alva, panting, withdrew his penis from the nearly unconscious Saintess Dorothy's honeyed orifice. Remembering how she had been struggling to resist climax, her resistance to desire far surpassed that of any woman he had ever seen before—truly a formidable nun of the Three Palaces of Battle—he felt a mixture of anger and admiration. He pressed himself against her body, climbing upwards, his still-erect, wet penis sliding over her abdomen and breasts. Just as he reached out to pry open her snow-white cheeks and shove his penis into her mouth, a small cherry-like mouth suddenly appeared from the side, preemptively taking the wet glans into her mouth and sucking hard, taking in most of the penis.

Alva was startled and looked down to see Princess Cecilia, so eagerly sucking his penis and semen—a stark contrast to her previous behavior. A moment's thought revealed that she genuinely cared for Saintess Dorothy and didn't want her to suffer such humiliation.

Seeing the anxious and fearful expression on her beautiful face, Elva's heart softened. Not wanting to trouble her over such a small matter, he turned and sat on Saint Dorothy's full breasts, spreading her legs so that Princess Cecilia would kneel on the saint's snow-white body and suck his penis. He reached out and stroked her long, smooth blue hair, smiling kindly, "Princess Cecilia, I am about to return to the Kingdom of Saint Anne by imperial decree. Since you like sucking my penis so much, why don't you become a nun in my Taurus Palace and come back with me?"

Princess Cecilia's delicate body, dressed in a light blue court dress, trembled violently. She looked up in alarm, her cherry-like mouth holding the thick penis, gazing up at Elva, her clear eyes filled with panic and fear.

Princess Qinana, kneeling to one side, was secretly caressing Saint Dorothy's naked body.

Hearing this, she asked curiously, "You're taking my sister back? What about me? And what about Saintess Leo? Are they going back too?" As she spoke, she had already made up her mind to be with Saintess Leo, because the feeling of being with Saintess Leo was just too amazing!

Elva turned her head, reached out, and pinched her pointed nipples through her pink court dress, smiling as she said, "You'll become a nun in my Taurus Palace too! I'll take you back. As for Saintess Leo, the decree from the Kingdom of Saint Anne says she must lead a large army to garrison here and help your mother handle the affairs of the Kingdom of Delhi."

In reality, this meant leading the army to monitor Queen Estella, preventing her from breaking the agreement and doing anything detrimental to the interests of the Kingdom of Saint Anne. However, Saintess Leo was not currently loyal to the Kingdom of Saint Anne, but only to Elva. Therefore, the schemes of the false king of Lille were destined to fail.

In fact, King Lille had also written in his secret decree that Elwar should bring back the princesses of the Kingdom of Derry as hostages. Elwar simply modified the decree, allowing them to join the Convent of Saintess as nuns under his command, thus achieving the same goal. Moreover, he also increased his number of sex slaves at the Convent of Saintess by two.

Seeing Princess Qinana pout, about to object, Elwa interrupted, "I will also take Saint Dorothy back, because the important task of training her is mine alone!"

Princess Qinana's eyes lit up instantly, swallowing her objections. Looking down at Saint Dorothy's snow-white and alluring body, she couldn't help but drool, saying, "Since you want to go back, I'll go with you. Anyway, you need manpower to train Saint Dorothy..."

Princess Cecilia, with the penis still in her mouth, listened blankly to their words. She didn't want to be separated from Saint Leo, but seeing how pitiful Saint Dorothy was beneath her, and how she might be tortured to death by Elwa if no one took care of her, she could only slowly lower her beautiful eyes, silently sucking on Elwa's penis, her slender hands gently stroking his testicles, which was tantamount to acquiescing to his command. Watching the precious princess so gently caress his penis, with her firm, snow-white breasts sitting beneath him, the nipples rubbing against his buttocks, Elva's desire surged again. His penis swelled, plunging deep into Princess Cecilia's throat, choking her until tears welled in her eyes. She looked at Elva's face with pleading eyes, yet dared not spit out his penis.

Elva gently stroked her hair,

embracing her head and pressing it against his crotch. His penis plunged even deeper into her throat, until her cherry lips pressed tightly against the base of his penis, her beautiful cheek pressed against his crotch, the glans of his penis tightly enveloped by the princess's esophagus, gently thrusting in and out.

Just as he was about to brutally rape Princess Cecilia, trapping her beautiful face between his thighs, Elva suddenly heard rapid, panting breaths coming from the side. Turning his head, he saw a young girl, her face flushed, standing respectfully to his side. Her face was familiar; she was the beautiful embroidered girl he had seen in the air when he was making love with Saint Leo.

He had remembered this girl after seeing her in the air and had specifically asked Queen Estella to find her. Now, seeing her standing here, he was tempted and reached out his hand to her.

The girl blushed, but dared not disobey his command, and could only kneel on the bed and bow her head in obedience.

Elva pulled his penis from Princess Cecilia's mouth, stood up to give Saint Dorothy a chance to catch her breath, and instructed her, "Lick her pussy for me, eat the semen that's flowing out, so it won't be wasted."

Princess Cecilia, upon hearing this, couldn't help but shed tears, but could only silently nod. She crawled down on her hands and feet, kneeling between Saint Dorothy's long, beautiful legs. She stared, mesmerized, at the golden liquid slowly flowing from the center of Dorothy's fair, hairless, pink vulva, which shimmered with a dazzling golden light.

Beside her, Elva had already pinned the girl down, his penis piercing her hymen. Blood flowed, and the girl moaned in pain, unable to withstand the powerful aphrodisiac effect of the golden electric dragon spear. She instantly fell into a daze, tightly embracing Elva's body, her slender buttocks thrusting upwards in response, her moans growing increasingly intense.

Startled awake by her soft cry, Princess Cecilia pressed her pretty face between Saint Dorothy's legs, her cherry lips covering the tender opening, silently sucking the semen flowing from her body.

The taste of the semen, which she initially found repulsive, was now mixed with a sweet aroma, instantly intoxicating Princess Cecilia. Her tongue flicked, gently rubbing against her palate and lips, savoring the exquisite taste of the semen.

Unconsciously, the beautiful princess's cherry lips tightly covered the pink opening, deeply sucking the saint's opening with such force that it almost drew out most of the remaining semen. Her tongue plunged deep into the opening, gently licking the delicate flesh.

While the aphrodisiac effect of the golden semen wasn't as strong as the first ejaculation, it still shouldn't be underestimated. Princess Cecilia, having been repeatedly penetrated by Elva's magic dragon spear, had developed a degree of resistance and wouldn't immediately reach orgasm. However, she couldn't help but feel her desire surging. Trembling, she clung tightly to Saintess Dorothy's jade legs, her feet clamping Dorothy's calves. Her tender vulva rubbed against Dorothy's long, firm calves through her panties, the honeyed fluid flowing out quickly soaking her snow-white panties.

Meanwhile, Princess Qinana knelt beside Elva, holding a black jade bottle, excitedly awaiting the moment he ejaculated. She had just been taught by her mother the technique of using the jade bottle to absorb semen, nectar, and blood to refine medicinal ingredients. This excited and intrigued her; she couldn't wait for Elva to ejaculate so she could test whether she could really do such a wondrous thing and watch the various mixed liquids enter the jade bottle.

Episode 11, Chapter 2: The Golden Vessel

– “Your Highness, do you really want me to leave and go to the Kingdom of Saint Anne?” In her own palace, the pure and beautiful Princess Cecilia knelt on the bluestone floor, raised her head, and looked at Saintess Leo with teary eyes, asking in a trembling voice.

Saintess Leo sat on an exquisite and beautiful chair, nodded slightly, and looked at Princess Cecilia kneeling between her legs with gentle pity. She reached out and stroked Cecilia’s delicate cheek, saying softly, “Yes! My lovely little darling.”

"So, you really won't come with us?" Princess Cecilia asked again, tears streaming down her face, her voice filled with anguish. She knew in her heart that Saint Leo would not change her mind or defy the decree for her sake.

Saint Leo smiled and nodded, leaning down to gently kiss Princess Cecilia's cherry lips.

Princess Cecilia embraced her neck tightly, kissing her passionately, tears streaming down her beautiful face.

Remembering Saint Dorothy, imprisoned in the golden vessel, Princess Cecilia, her heart pounding, was filled with guilt, as if she had betrayed her feelings for Saint Leo and fallen in love with another powerful and beautiful saint.

After the long kiss, she collapsed onto Saint Leo's body, as if all her strength had vanished. She sobbed for a long time, then began to tear open Saint Leo's clothes, her fair hands caressing and kneading Saint Leo's body.

“Since we must part ways eventually, then let me serve Your Highness one last time!” She knelt between Saintess Leo’s beautiful legs, extending her smooth, fragrant tongue to devoutly lick Saintess Leo’s flower-like opening. Her tongue tip penetrated deep inside, diligently sucking the flowing nectar, her pearly teeth occasionally gently biting the clitoris, giving Saintess Leo a unique stimulation.

Saintess Leo sat on the soft cushion, embracing her delicate head, immersed in the exciting stimulation of the beautiful princess’s lips and tongue.

When Princess Cecilia’s lips and tongue were numb from licking so hard, Saintess Leo finally trembled and hugged her head tightly, her strong, long legs clamping her delicate body, spraying her hot vaginal fluid into Princess Cecilia’s gentle mouth.

Princess Cecilia, with tears streaming down her face, silently swallowed the nectar, tasting the familiar flavor of Elva’s semen.

Although she knew perfectly well that Saintess Leo often had sex with Elva and that it was normal for her to have his semen inside her, the thought of having to drink Elva's semen constantly filled her with unbearable pain. She wished she could die right now beneath Saintess Leo.

Saintess Leo seemed to read her mind, smiling with pity. She reached out and lifted her from the ground, gently kissing her face as she slowly walked towards the bed.

Suddenly, the door opened. Princess Qinana, who had been peeking through the crack in the door, skipped in, clapping her hands with sparkling eyes and laughing, "Great! Sister, I saw you kneeling on the ground licking Her Highness the Saintess's private parts!"

Princess Cecilia let out a soft moan, burying her face in Saintess Leo's neck, overwhelmed with shame, and began to sob tremulously.

Saintess Leo, however, seemed unconcerned. She looked up at Princess Qinana's flushed cheeks and smiled slightly, "Want to join in?"

Princess Qinana nodded vigorously, quickly running to the bedside, taking off her shoes, and jumping onto the large bed. She swiftly removed her beautiful dress, revealing her increasingly sexy and alluring young body. She thrust her hips towards Saintess Leo, revealing her pink pubic hair-covered private parts, her eyes gleaming with a strange excitement.

Saintess Leo, her own eyes also shimmering with seductive light, chuckled softly, embracing Princess Cecilia's body onto the bed. Together with Princess Qinana, they quickly stripped off her clothes, her fingers eagerly inserting into her tender opening.

Soon, the pure and beautiful Princess Cecilia was kneeling naked on the bed, trembling and moaning in a humiliating position, enduring Saintess Leo's fierce attack from behind.

Saintess Leo knelt behind her, her strong, jade-like fingers inserting into her body from behind, thrusting rapidly in and out of her flower path, causing her juices to splash and flow onto Princess Cecilia's fair and delicate legs.

Princess Qinana lay supine on the bed, her head nestled between Saintess Leo's legs, her cherry lips sucking and licking her perfect, alluring petals, her tongue playfully probing into her tender opening, moving in and out rhythmically, fantasizing that she was violating Saintess Leo's body with her own penis, just as Elva often did.

Princess Qinana shifted her body, changing its position, causing the dazed Princess Cecilia to unconsciously lean on her. Finally, she moved her lower body below Princess Cecilia's face, her pink, tender opening directly opposite Princess Cecilia's cherry lips. She proudly thrust her hips forward, letting her tender opening touch Princess Cecilia's cherry lips.

Princess Cecilia, who had been moaning with her eyes closed, opened them. She glanced at the scene, then immediately turned her face away in shame, moaning softly. She felt Saintess Leo's jade-like fingers rapidly thrusting in and out of her body, clearly feeling their movement within her, caressing the back of her flesh, bringing her intense pleasure that brought both shame and excitement.

Seeing Princess Qinana's actions, Saintess Leo smiled, reaching out with her other hand to pinch Princess Cecilia's chin, gently stroking it, gesturing for her to kiss her sister's body.

Princess Cecilia wept, trembling, yet disregarding Saintess Leo's wishes, she closed her beautiful eyes, lowered her head, and her luscious cherry lips kissed the pink, tender opening, gently sucking, bringing Princess Qinana intense pleasure. Moved to tears, Qinana cried on the spot, while simultaneously licking Saintess Leo's vulva. Slender fingers vied to insert into Princess Cecilia's tender opening, joining Saintess Leo's fingers in defiling Princess Cecilia's pure body.

Soon, the three stunning beauties groaned excitedly, playing with each other's perfect bodies, lost in a frenzy of lust. A fragrant breeze wafted in, and Queen Estella's delicate body suddenly appeared on the large bed. She gently embraced Princess Leo, her red lips passionately kissing Saintess Leo's cherry lips, while her slender hands unceremoniously climbed onto Saintess Leo's breasts.

After a passionate, long kiss, Queen Estella lowered her head, her eyes filled with desire, and smiled as she comforted her two grieving daughters, saying, "Don't worry! After you leave, I will take good care of Her Highness the Saintess."

At the same time, she clearly felt a mischievous little hand slip inside her skirt, delicate fingers probing her wet, inviting passage, playfully digging into the moist walls of her beautiful opening. A

majestic and powerful army marched forward along the wide road, heading south.

Under the protection of this mighty army, a long procession of carriages stretched along the road, pulled by numerous fine horses.

In the center of these carriages was the largest carriage, pulled by more than a dozen horses. The entire carriage was sealed off; there wasn't a single gap in the enormous interior to reveal anything inside.

As the carriage moved forward, the massive machine trembled slightly, but the valiant cavalrymen riding alongside remained oblivious. Driven by unwavering loyalty to Saintess Elsa, they gripped their weapons tightly, faithfully protecting her safety. Inside the enclosed

carriage, a large golden container sat on the heavy wooden floor. A clear liquid containing various medicines swayed and rippled with each movement, producing a soft gurgling sound.

Beside the golden container, the exquisitely beautiful Saintess Dorothy lay naked on all fours on the spotless wooden floor, her milky-white body exposed. Her pearly teeth bit her cherry lips tightly, her eyes filled with grief and indignation as she silently endured the brutal rape that was about to be inflicted upon her from behind.

The handsome young man, much younger than her, knelt behind her perfect body, tightly embracing her soft, full buttocks. His thick, hard penis pierced her body from behind, deeply penetrating her smooth, hairless, pink vulva, thrusting violently. Her delicate,

sacred petals were stretched open by the thick penis, brutally violated and ravaged. The milky, smooth passage was intensely rubbed by the penis. The powerful aphrodisiac effect emanating from the magic electric dragon spear, combined with the pleasure from the friction, caused Saintess Dorothy to experience an irresistible pleasure amidst her grief and indignation at being violated. She couldn't help but let out soft moans through her delicate nose.

For days, she had been soaking in this specially made medicinal solution, which was altering her body and gradually making it more sensitive. Every day, Elva would open her golden container and take her out to be brutally raped. She was forced into various positions to endure Elva's humiliation. She had become numb from his penetration, but the intense grief, anger, and shame in her heart lingered. Every time Elva's thick penis was deeply inserted into her pure body, the brutal rape was unbearably humiliating, and she felt so painful that she wished she could die on the spot.

But Elva wasn't satisfied and wouldn't let her die. Soaking in the medicinal solution all day, she didn't have much strength left and could only make tiny movements to show her resistance. However, Elva still held her snow-white buttocks, which shone with a lustrous glow, tightly as he panted and thrust into her. The tender uterus felt the violent impact of his glans, which made her moan in humiliation. Each thrust felt like it was hitting her heart directly.

On the other side of the carriage, on the beautiful velvet cushions, Princess Qinana was also fiercely violating Princess Cecilia. She held her naked, soft body tightly, kissing her cherry lips intimately. Two slender, beautiful fingers were deeply inserted into Princess Cecilia's tender orifice, thrusting rapidly in and out, until Cecilia's eyes welled with tears and she cried out, unable to resist the

lewd finger rape from her own sister. Princess Qinana's smooth, agile tongue deeply entered her kind and pure sister's mouth, entwining with her delicate tongue in an intimate French kiss. She imagined Queen Estella in her own kingdom's capital, surely enjoying herself with Saint Leo, and her heart was filled with jealousy. All she could do was tightly embrace Princess Cecilia's slender waist and desperately fuck her to vent her jealousy.

Beside the Saintess Dorothy, whom she loved, Princess Cecilia was being violently violated by her own sister. Her slender fingers thrust in and out of her tender orifice with intense force, causing her juices to gush out with a loud, wet sound. Overwhelmed with shame, clear, pure tears streamed down her beautiful cheeks. Watching Saintess Dorothy being brutally violated and ravaged by Elva, her face filled with humiliated grief and unwavering strength, Cecilia felt even more anguish and finally couldn't help but sob softly.

As Princess Cecilia, dazed by Princess Qinana's masterful flirting, instinctively embraced her slender, delicate naked body, moaning softly as they passionately kissed. Meanwhile, Saint Dorothy was also driven to madness by the intense thrusting of the thick, hard penis. The powerful aphrodisiac force emanating from the Demonic Dragon Spear had a tremendous effect on her extremely sensitive body, which had been modified. Her tender orifice finally spasmed and trembled under the powerful friction of the thick penis, secreting copious amounts of nectar that drenched it.

Elva, excitedly raping her, felt as if his sensitive penis could sense the delicious, milky fluid secreted from the depths of her body due to lustful stimulation. Her silky, tender vaginal canal tightly gripped his penis, the feeling of being constricted thrilling him. Finally, he embraced her body tightly, thrusting his penis as deep as possible, pressing against her tender cervix, and ejaculated a large amount of golden semen.

Under the powerful ejaculation of scalding semen, the potent aphrodisiac energy it carried made Saint Dorothy almost unable to endure it. Although she desperately tried to summon her holy power to prevent herself from reaching orgasm, her love juices flowed out like milk, and a frenzied lust surged violently within her. Her sacred honeyed passage powerfully sucked at the thick, throbbing penis that was deeply inside her. The holy and beautiful Saint Dorothy began to roll her eyes back, her tender body trembling violently in Elva's arms, unconsciously moaning and panting. Finally, with the deep penetration of the throbbing penis, she let out a low scream and fainted on Elva's body.

Elva, however, was extremely excited. He forcefully flipped her snow-white body over, placing her long, beautiful legs on his shoulders. Leaning forward, he pressed her tender thighs against her body, his hips spasming as he thrust forward, pressing tightly against the saintess's snow-white, pink hips. His penis was inserted to the deepest point into her flower path, still throbbing violently, ejaculating fiercely, continuously shooting golden semen into her womb.

The handsome young man, caught up in the heightened pleasure of lust, lowered his flushed face, his lips taking her snow-white, soft, high, and plump breasts into his mouth, sucking hard on the pink nipples. The large, tender nipples were deeply engulfed in his mouth, and Elva continued to greedily thrust forward, opening his mouth wide to fill the entire front of her breasts.

Like a greedy infant, Elva sucked hard, enjoying the wonderful taste of her tender breasts filling his mouth, sucking even more forcefully.

Suddenly, an incredibly sweet taste filled his mouth, instantly and intensely impacting his heart. Elva's eyes widened in surprise as he felt a gushing liquid gushing from his tongue, rapidly coating his mouth and filling it with this sweet flavor.

The taste was exquisite, sweet with a milky aroma, the milky taste filling his mouth, making him unmistakable.

The surprise in Elva's eyes gradually turned into delight. Back in the Kingdom of Delhi, Queen Estella had mentioned the ingredients in the potion infused with Saint Dorothy's essence, including a powerful lactation-inducing agent. He hadn't paid attention then, but he hadn't imagined that the lactation-inducing agent added by Queen Estella would be so potent.

His left hand had been kneading Saint Dorothy's full, soft right breast; turning his head, he could see the tip of the pink nipple, a drop of milk slowly welling up, gleaming with a milky white luster in the light streaming into the carriage.

Driven by near-orgasmic lust, the unconscious Saintess Dorothy finally secreted milk. Because it contained divine power, even her colostrum was dazzlingly bright, like white pearls, a truly moving sight.

Elva greedily suckled at her high, soft left breast, feeling the pounding of her heart beneath it. His previously limp penis, as if injected with a powerful stimulant, immediately hardened, throbbing even more violently, ejaculating large amounts of golden semen deep into the Saintess's body. Elva

's vigorous suckling caused Saintess Dorothy's milk secretion to become even more intense, eventually gushing forth as a reward for the many times Elva had ejaculated his hot semen into her.

Elva's face was buried deep between her breasts, which exuded the sweet fragrance of a mature woman's body. He drank deeply of the saintess's colostrum, his penis convulsing as it penetrated to its deepest point, ejaculating semen into her body. His mind was hazy, and he reached a perfect climax that he could hardly achieve at other times.

Saintess Dorothy had already regained consciousness. Her body was weak after the climax, and she could only look down at Elva. Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, and she could feel her milk flowing from her breasts, being forcefully sucked and swallowed by him. Deep inside her lower body, her sacred womb was still trembling painfully, enduring his blasphemous ejaculation.

When Elva's throbbing penis finally ejaculated the last drop of semen deep inside the saintess's tight honey hole, he collapsed into the saintess's arms, panting, with the incredibly delicious milk flowing from his mouth. That sweet feeling seemed to have permeated his entire body, making him intoxicated by the taste of Saintess Dorothy's milk. It was as if he were having a sweet dream filled with the scent of milk.

After panting for a long time in her arms with his eyes closed, Elva finally opened his eyes in a daze, releasing the jade breast from his mouth. Because he had sucked so deeply, from the nipple to the upper part of the breast, it was already red and swollen.

Seeing that even more milky fluid was overflowing from the tip of the right breast, Elva trembled and moved towards it, sticking out his tongue to lick the erect, rosy bud.

As his tongue touched the glistening, exquisite milk, Elva's body trembled with excitement. Suddenly, a pair of delicate hands pulled his penis out of Saint Dorothy's honeyed orifice, and at the same time, he felt the warm breath of the girl's rapid panting.

In this carriage, besides them, only the two princesses remained. Elva didn't bother to see which princess was so sexually insatiable; he simply opened his mouth and moved closer to the breast secreting delicious milk.

Princess Cecilia knelt before him, tears of humiliation streaming down her beautiful face. Her slender hands gripped his limp penis, and despite the wetness, she pressed her face against his genitals, her lips trembling as she took his penis, now wet with semen and vaginal fluids, into her mouth.

Although she had just been brought to orgasm by Princess Qinana and was now weak, she still had to crawl up from the ground with all her might to sacrifice herself and endure Elva's brutal rape in order to protect the saintess she secretly loved.

As her warm, moist cherry lips trembled as she took the wet, throbbing penis into her mouth, sucking deeper and deeper, Elva simultaneously took Saint Dorothy's towering breasts into her mouth, greedily sucking the sweet milk. Lost in ecstasy, she was completely unaware that the milk secreted from her own penis was also being sucked and licked by the pure and kind princess, swallowed with tears in her eyes.

Episode 11, Chapter 3: The Thirteen Saints, The Ultimate Milk Cow.

In the dungeon beneath the palace of the Kingdom of Delhi, Queen Estella, at the pinnacle of power in the kingdom, lay on the ground like a bitch, her naked, sexy, and

beautiful body trembling as she endured a brutal whipping. The fit and alluring Saint Leo stood beside her, her beautiful face filled with excited lust, wielding a leather whip and striking her hard. Seeing the red welts appear on her sexy body, Saint Leo's eyes turned a rosy pink with excitement.

Queen Estella moaned softly, aroused by the beating, crawling over like a female dog, embracing Estella's delicate feet, kissing them passionately, enjoying the painful yet pleasurable sensation of being whipped.

This scene was reminiscent of when she had captured Saint Leo and tortured her with a whip, only now the roles of abuser had reversed.

Saint Leo raised her whip high, lashing it excitedly across Queen Estella's body, deriving immense pleasure from her trembling moans. Finally, after a thorough beating, she stopped whipping, her eyes gleaming as she looked at her.

Queen Estella knelt at her feet, her beautiful face raised in a pleading manner. Her soft, white hands grasped Saint Leo's bare, slender legs and climbed them upwards. Her luscious red lips lightly kissed her snow-white thighs, kissing all the way to the small space between her legs, finally trembling as they pressed against her tender vulva. Her tongue lightly licked the entrance of her honeyed vulva, her cherry lips tightly covering the opening, excitedly sucking the honey flowing out. As her smooth, fragrant tongue probed into her little hole, Saintess Leo trembled with excitement. She reached out and grabbed her long, flowing black hair, pressing her head between her legs, her long, beautiful legs tightly clamping her pretty face. She trembled and moaned, "Guess what your two daughters are doing with His Majesty the Great Demon God of the Lightning Dragon Spear right now?"

Queen Estella carefully licked her honeyed hole with her fragrant tongue, smiling softly, "Do I even need to guess? They must be doing something pleasurable with him, just like we are now."

Saintess Leo smiled knowingly, pondering leisurely, "Now let's leave..." For a while, I really missed them. You know, your little daughter is sometimes even more wanton than you. When I'm with her, her moans are so lewd that I can't help but want to do her a few more times..."

At this point, Saint Leo was already aroused by the memories, her desire burning like fire. She bent down and embraced Queen Estella's naked body, pressing her to the ground and deeply kissing her sexy red lips. Her hips pressed tightly against her honey pot, their secret honey pots, flowing with love juice, rubbing against each other forcefully, causing the two naked beauties to simultaneously let out ecstatic moans and gasps.

On the way to the Kingdom of Saint Anne, Elva seemed to be immersed in a sweet, milky dream, and he was reluctant to wake up.

Every day, the moment he opened his eyes, he could taste the most delicious milk. This incredibly sweet milk was unlike anything anyone in the world had ever tasted; they couldn't even imagine in their dreams that such exquisite milk existed, especially since it came from the full, voluptuous breasts of the most revered Saint Dorothy.

Along the way, Elva eagerly suckled at Saint Dorothy's soft breasts, nourished by her sweet milk, growing plump and fair, his skin becoming much whiter and more delicate. If he wore Princess Cecilia's clothes, he would look like a pure and beautiful Snow White.

His penis, too, had grown large from the sweet milk, radiating an even more brilliant golden light. Now, inside the carriage, Elva didn't need lights at night; simply removing his clothes provided a radiant glow throughout the space.

The other source of light in the carriage was the milk secreted by Saint Dorothy. Before being consumed, the snow-white milk always emitted a dazzling white light on her nipples, making her naked body appear even more sacred and beautiful.

Besides secreting milk as Elva's physical sustenance, Saintess Dorothy also had to offer her flawless body for him to wantonly violate, serving as his spiritual sustenance for his amusement.

This once-worshipped saintly woman, whose pure and tender orifices and mouth had been penetrated countless times by him, was filled with copious amounts of golden semen, which entered her body deeply through both upper and lower orifices, becoming part of her sacred form.

Just as Elva consumed only her milk as his sole food each day, her daily sustenance consisted only of Elva's semen. She relied on absorbing the nourishing energy from the medicinal liquid within the golden container to maintain her daily energy needs, and then secreted copious amounts of milk to satisfy Elva's daily requirements.

Seeing her being raped, abused, and humiliated to the point of unbearable pain every day, Princess Cecilia felt deeply for her. Often, with tears in her eyes, she would take her place, trying every possible way to satisfy Elva. Every day, Elva would deeply penetrate her three orifices, forcefully ejaculating large amounts of golden semen, so that Saint Dorothy could rest and not be raped to

death. In these days, the once pure and kind-hearted princess had willingly become a sex master of various positions for this purpose. In Elva's arms, she would weakly moan and pant, forced to writhe her body wantonly. Even while being humiliated and violated by him, she would still offer kisses through tears, trying her best to please him, lest he vent his anger on Saint Dorothy.

And so, every day, Elva would hide in the sturdy, spacious carriage and relentlessly have sex with the two princesses and the saintess, telling his soldiers that he was devoutly praying for Saint Dorothy, hoping the Goddess of Life would embrace her soul. Then, he would return to the carriage and again indulge his lust, raping her until she fainted several times, before moving on to the two princesses, living a blissful life.

Whenever he was tired, he would lie down and sleep comfortably, while Princess Qinana took on the task of returning Saint Dorothy to the golden vessel.

Days passed, and the army marched south, entering the territory of the Kingdom of Saint Anne and gradually approaching the capital.

That morning, Elva slept soundly until dawn, waking comfortably, slightly opening his eyes, and letting out a soft hum to indicate that he was awake.

Before long, a delicate, jade-like body was already on top of him. Elva closed his eyes and opened his mouth, letting the full, tender breasts enter his mouth. A stream of incredibly sweet milk flowed in, drawing him deep into the exquisite honeyed milk.

Half asleep and half awake, his tongue gently rubbed against Saintess Dorothy's tender nipples. His left hand slowly reached down, caressing her smooth, flat abdomen and the soft base of her thighs. His fingers slowly inserted into the honeyed orifice that he had thrust into countless times, yet it remained tight and alluring. He

felt a delicate sensation on his fingers, but another slender finger was also inserted into the honeyed orifice, stirring restlessly. The soft moans and sounds of tasting grew more intense in his ears. A pair of soft arms were gently rubbing against his left shoulder, lying intimately side by side with him.

Without even opening his eyes, Elva knew it was Princess Qinana stealing the life of Saint Dorothy. These past few days, she had been acting like she was on aphrodisiacs, extremely excited, spending her days intensely with Princess Cecilia, deriving immense pleasure from her beloved sister. Even the next morning, she would still be energetic enough to get up and seduce Saint Dorothy. When Elva woke up, she would bring Saint Dorothy to Elva's bed to nurse, secretly taking some herself.

Elva closed his eyes, suckling Saint Dorothy's sweet milk, marveling at the sheer quantity of milk she produced. Besides feeding himself, there was still some left for Princess Qinana to enjoy.

The milk contained a trace of holy power; each time he suckled the sweet breast, Elva felt a profound spiritual shock. Although the holy power he absorbed wasn't as much as during her orgasms, it made the milk even more delicious, leaving Elva with an insatiable thirst.

Waking up in the morning, his penis naturally became erect, standing tall and pressing against Saintess Dorothy's beautiful legs.

Feeling the Saintess's silky smooth skin, Elva's desire naturally rose. He lay on the bed, arching his body, and moved towards her tender opening.

Princess Qinana lay beside him, happily licking Saintess Dorothy's breasts, sucking the sweet milk inside. She couldn't help but feel grateful to Elva. If it weren't for this powerful Demon Lord with the Electric Dragon Spear, how would she have had the opportunity to play with such a holy and beautiful Saintess, and even taste the wonderful milk flowing from the Saintess's breasts?

Sensing Elva's movements, she withdrew her jade fingers from Saintess Dorothy's tight honey hole, and reached out with her soft and delicate hand to grasp Elva's penis, gently stroking it, pulling it closer to Saintess Dorothy's lower body, helping to align it, so that the glans pressed against the tender opening slightly dripping with love juice.

Saintess Dorothy lay on top of them, panting softly. Although she felt their movements, she was powerless to resist. Her current physical condition allowed her to make only slight movements, but she lacked the strength. Her fierce resistance over the past few days had only resulted in more humiliating abuse. Knowing it was futile, she gave up and stopped wasting her energy.

The large glans forced open the tight, tender flesh of her vaginal opening, feeling a pleasurable sensation as it gripped her. Elva sighed comfortably, while Saintess Dorothy forcefully closed her eyes, as if she were already dead. She gritted her teeth and endured yet another act of rape and humiliation, trying her best not to think about the throbbing pain caused by the forceful insertion of the glans into her vagina.

Arching his back and thrusting into the muscular saintess on top of him, the position was somewhat uncomfortable. Just as Elva was about to change positions, a slender hand suddenly snatched his penis, gently stroking it. A smooth, fragrant tongue tenderly licked his testicles, moving upwards to lightly lick the exposed shaft of his penis.

Princess Cecilia, for the sake of her beloved saintess, had once again risked climbing onto the bed, shamelessly and humiliatingly licking Elva's penis and testicles. To please Elva and spare Saintess Dorothy, this pure and noble princess even meticulously licked his anus. Then, with tears in her eyes, she lifted Saintess Dorothy's genitals and swallowed the glans she had pulled out into her cherry-like mouth.

She desperately sucked on his penis, even using deep-throating techniques, violently shaking her head between his legs, making his penis thrust in and out of her mouth and esophagus, hoping to make him ejaculate in this way.

Seeing how dedicated she was, Elva couldn't bear to scold her anymore. She simply closed her eyes again, embraced Saint Dorothy's naked body, and happily suckled at her breasts, savoring the sweet taste of her milk. Two fingers once more entered her tender orifice, gently raping her.

Saint Dorothy, now reduced to a dairy cow, wept bitterly, yet felt immense gratitude towards Princess Cecilia, knowing that Cecilia had done this shameful act for her sake, willingly sucking the man's penis.

Princess Cecilia desperately satisfied Elva with her cherry-like mouth and fragrant tongue, but Elva was unusually patient that day. Even as she sucked until her mouth went numb, she still couldn't ejaculate. She could only look up tearfully, her eyes still closed, unable to see Elva's pleading gaze.

Princess Cecilia gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and straddled Elva. She aligned her tender opening with his penis and slowly lowered herself down.

To avoid witnessing the humiliation of the Holy Maiden, she sat with her back to Elva's face. However, just as her tight, tender opening swallowed Elva's glans, a pair of strong hands grabbed her muscular waist. She heard Elva's deep voice command, "Use your rear!"

Princess Cecilia's tears streamed down her face, but she was helpless. She could only weep with unbearable shame. She arched her slender waist, trembling, and aligned her anus with Elva's penis, slowly swaying her hips as she lowered herself down.

His penis, moistened by her saliva, slid into her anus with the aid of the princess's saliva's lubrication. The extremely tight sensation made Elva tremble involuntarily.

Elva opened his eyes, dodging the obscuring breasts of Saint Dorothy, and looked ahead to see the girl's beautifully curved back, swaying up and down, her tight anus swallowing and releasing his penis, satisfying his desire.

Elva reached out and gently caressed her soft, smooth buttocks, stroking her smooth, white back, feeling the wonderful sensation of his penis being tightly gripped by her anus.

Princess Cecilia's hands rested on Elva's legs, her back to him, thrusting her hips, letting the thick penis pump in and out of her anus. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were watery, filled with excited light.

The powerful aphrodisiac effect of the Magic Dragon Spear, even after so many times, wasn't strong enough for her to completely resist its power. Even inserted into her anus, it aroused her desire, making her thrust faster, and cute panting sounds escaped her nose.

The petite and adorable Princess Qinana knelt beside her, pouting as she looked at her, and said unhappily, "Sister is so lewd! Even being fucked in the backdoor by a man can excite you like this."

With that, she knelt down, her beautifully curved body kneeling between Elva's legs, her pretty face eagerly reaching towards their joined bodies. She took Princess Cecilia's tender vulva into her mouth, her nimble and powerful tongue breaking through the jade gate and plunging into the honeyed depths, licking the delicate flesh.

Princess Cecilia, ashamed and weeping from her words, couldn't help but scream fiercely under the licking of her fragrant tongue. Her round, jade-like buttocks thrust even more violently. Grabbing her pink hair, she trembled, panting heavily, feeling the intense pleasure of the penis thrusting and swallowing inside her anus as she desperately thrust. The fiery sensation of the intense friction with the penis, coupled with a surge of intense pleasure, made Princess Cecilia unable to suppress the pain, tears of excitement streaming down her face.

Having just been licked and sucked by Princess Cecilia for a long time, and now being gripped and teased by her tight anus, Elva finally couldn't bear it any longer. He grabbed her smooth waist and buttocks with both hands and pressed her down hard, pressing her buttocks tightly against his hips, allowing his thick penis to penetrate deep into her body, and began to ejaculate violently.

He was still biting on Saint Dorothy's breasts, biting so hard in the intensity that long teeth marks appeared on them, spraying large amounts of sweet milk into his mouth.

Spurted by the hot semen, Princess Cecilia screamed with uncontrollable excitement, pressing her head tightly against her vulva, feeling her tongue already deep inside her tender hole, sucking the love juice flowing from her honey hole. The feeling of shame and excitement brought tears to her eyes.

At this moment of sexual climax, suddenly, a sexy and beautiful girl appeared in front of her, floating in the air, smiling and admiring her beautiful appearance at the moment of climax.

The girl floating in the air appeared to be even younger than her sister. Her hair swayed freely in the air, its crimson color radiating a jewel-like light, both dazzling and eerie, giving this alluring girl a breathtaking beauty.

The three sources of light in the carriage—the morning light, the golden light of the magic dragon spear, and the crystalline white light of breast milk—were all flickering. Now, a crimson light had been added.

Saintess Dorothy's right breast, being fondled by a large hand, was still shimmering with white light; her left nipple was being sucked, while the remaining source, only its base, emitted a brilliant golden light from between Princess Cecilia's round, beautiful buttocks.

Amidst the intense spasms of Princess Cecilia's anus, Elva sensed her agitation. He opened his eyes in surprise, gazing at the beautiful girl in the air, and involuntarily spat out the nipple in his mouth, exclaiming in astonishment, "Avril, what's with the color and radiance of your hair?"

Even as he spoke, his penis was still tightly gripped by Princess Cecilia's anus, continuously ejaculating hot semen deep within.

Princess Cecilia immediately recognized this as the little witch Avril Elva had spoken of. Feeling the scalding semen violently gushing from her intestines, and remembering the scene from their first meeting, she immediately released her grip on her sister's hair, covering her face and weeping with unbearable shame. Yet, her body wouldn't obey her; her anus continued to shamelessly clench and suck, as if trying to absorb every drop of semen.

Princess Qinana, curious, started from between her legs, licking the honey-like fluid around her buttocks with lingering pleasure. Gazing at the girl with purplish-red hair floating in the air, she excitedly exclaimed, "Is she the little witch you were talking about?"

Elva's penis throbbed weakly in her tight, tender anus, easily ejaculating the last drop of semen into Princess Cecilia's body. In the blissful dizziness after ejaculation, he nodded weakly and said feebly, "That's right, she is the Avril I told you about..."

Episode 11, Chapter 4 of the Thirteen Saints, The Saints Return to the Palace.

Inside the carriage, Elva and the little witch engaged in intense intercourse, their passion shaking the earth and causing the moving carriage to sway uncontrollably from side to side.

Princess Cecilia and Princess Qinana, their snow-white, slender bodies naked, knelt to one side, watching in stunned disbelief as the little witch engaged in passionate lovemaking. They had to admit the little witch's physique was indeed formidable; many things they couldn't do, she could easily accomplish. She used various positions to intensely mate with Elva, letting his golden semen stream into her body wave after wave.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and after so long apart, the little witch and Elva naturally wanted to have a fierce first time together. Having two onlookers didn't matter; letting them watch wouldn't hurt them. On the contrary, she could use her powerful stamina and sexual prowess to intimidate them and make them acknowledge her authority.

While intensely raping each other, enjoying the wonderful sensation of Elva's thick penis deeply penetrating her tight, tender vagina, the little witch panted as she recounted what had happened since their separation.

These past few days, she had spent most of her time concocting secret elixirs. The most crucial ingredient wasn't finished yet, but she used the leftover scraps to concoct a potion for herself. Sure enough, her strength increased greatly, and her hair turned a brilliant, purplish-red, much more beautiful than before.

Knowing that Elva was about to return, she left the Saintess Convent early to wait for him, anticipating a passionate lovemaking session.

As a devout follower of the Demon Goddess, the little witch had received the decree sent to her heart, learning of Elva's experiences in the Kingdom of Delhi. Overjoyed, she nearly fainted with delight at successfully discovering the reincarnation of the Great Demon God, the Demon Dragon Spear.

Therefore, this lovemaking felt different from before. The little witch trembled with excitement, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she watched the man raping her, overwhelmed with happiness and joy, wishing she could die beneath Elva as proof of her devotion to the Demon God.

However, after so many years of marriage, and after several intense encounters with Elwa, the little witch finally realized that Elwa was still the same boy he always was, his nature unchanged despite being the reincarnation of the Great Demon God of the Lightning Dragon Spear. This reassured and delighted her, and she devoted herself to fulfilling Elwa's every need. Whenever he ejaculated, she would pounce on him, sucking and licking his penis to help him regain his virility, before they would have another fierce encounter.

Until the frequency and intensity of their intercourse made the two princesses dizzy, Elwa, panting, pressed down on the little witch's delicate body, ejaculating his golden semen deep within her, completing this brief reunion of lovemaking.

This golden semen, of course, wouldn't go to waste for the little witch. She would refine it, integrate it into her body, and use its energy to further enhance her strength.

The caravan traveled along the main road, gradually approaching the Saintess Convent. As the newly appointed Saintess of the Taurus Palace, Elva should first return to the Saintess Convent to take over all affairs of the Taurus Palace before entering the Royal Palace to receive the royal appointment and officially become Her Highness the Saintess of the Taurus Palace.

After a passionate encounter with Elva, the little witch, already breathless, lay on the bed, looking at Saintess Dorothy beside her. She parted her cherry lips and murmured, "So, this is Saintess Dorothy… Don't worry, I will definitely train you properly…"

During their intense lovemaking, Elva's performance had already stunned Saintess Dorothy. Hearing these words now shocked Saintess Dorothy, who glared at her angrily. Thinking of her tragic future, her body trembled with grief and indignation.

The beautiful saintess's trembling made her perfect body even more alluring. Elva then mounted her, using her once-erect, thick penis to part the tender flesh between her beautiful legs and thrust into her ravaged, delicate vagina.

Watching Elva embrace her beautiful body and ravage the noble saintess, the little witch's eyes sparkled with excitement. She reached out her slender arms to embrace them both, gently kissing the corners of their passionately kissing lips. The three of them formed a "品" shape, deeply kissing each other intimately.

Saintess Dorothy, whose mouths were being violated on both sides, could not help but shed tears of grief and indignation. Princess Cecilia, who secretly loved her, was also silently shedding tears. Together with her sister, she answered Elva's call, kneeling beneath them, licking their joined genitals, and shamefully covering Elva's anus with her cherry lips. Her smooth tongue probed into his anus, licking it diligently. As Elva ejaculated violently, she sucked on his anus with tears streaming down her face, feeling the intense tremors of his body. She could feel the rhythm of his semen shooting into Saintess Dorothy's body, and the grief and despair of Saintess Dorothy being violated and ravaged by having her tongue forcibly bitten.

Elva, however, was aroused. Under the little witch's aphrodisiac methods, he unleashed his power, ravaging the four stunning beauties in the carriage several times over. Each of them was filled with his golden semen, yet he continued his relentless assault, lifting them high and pressing them down, simultaneously ravaging their different honeyed orifices, thrusting wildly and indiscriminately, filling the entire carriage with lewd moans, cries, and groans.

The little witch, though covered in golden semen and breathing weakly, still managed to leap out of the carriage to take a look, then returned and shouted, "We're almost at the Saintess's Convent! Everyone, get dressed!"

Princess Cecilia lay lifelessly on the ground, her mouth and face covered in Elva's semen, which continued to slowly drip from her cherry lips, making her beautiful face glow with a golden light, a strange and sacred beauty amidst the lewdness.

Princess Qinana was also exhausted from the orgasm, her face showing a dazed expression. She crawled towards Princess Cecilia, panting, and finally pressed down on her alluring body. She lowered her lovely face and gently licked and sucked the semen that flowed from her face and mouth, and then swallowed it with relish.

As for the semen remaining on her face, Princess Cecilia tearfully licked it clean. Although she was forced to do so by the little witch, the intense shame still broke her heart.

The two beautiful princesses, their bodies weak from being violated, supported each other and trembled as they put on the nuns' robes. These were new robes made by Elva for the nuns of the Taurus Palace, specially made for them.

Meanwhile, Elva was still holding down Saint Dorothy and pounding into her, ejaculating into her mouth and forcing her to swallow. Then he embraced her snow-white body, his thick penis violently thrusting in and out of her tight, tender orifice. The intense friction caused Saint Dorothy to leak more lustful fluids, trembling and moaning incessantly.

Just as she was about to faint again, Elva embraced her slender waist and full buttocks, lowering his head to fiercely suckle her snow-white, voluptuous breasts. His thick, hard penis thrust deep into the depths of her jade-like body, beginning to ejaculate violently, filling her womb with semen, so much so that it flowed from the tender opening between her beautiful legs.

The pleasure of raping the saintess filled Elva's face with a blissful smile. He scrambled off her, his limbs weak. Although reluctant, the saintess's convent was right before them, and they could not delay any longer.

He straddled Saintess Dorothy's face, his penis, which had just been withdrawn from her body, swaying in the air, sprinkling drops of semen and nectar onto her holy and beautiful face.

Saintess Dorothy stared wide-eyed in grief and indignation, only to be astonished to see the limp penis slowly retracting until it disappeared into Elva's lower abdomen, leaving only a small hole.

The little witch floated down to Elva, grinning, and licked his crotch with her tongue. She then chanted an incantation, casting an illusion. A beam of light enveloped Elva's body. When the light faded, Elva looked completely different; under the illusion's influence, he resembled an underdeveloped beauty.

Saintess Dorothy lay blankly on the bed, the sacred forbidden ground stained with a man's semen. She watched as three beautiful girls frantically helped Elva don the robes of the Taurus Saintess. Thinking of how this villain had not only raped her but also stolen her rightful position as Saintess, tears streamed down her face.

In front of the magnificent Saintess Convent, thousands of pure and devout nuns stood in neat rows on the leveled square, patiently awaiting the arrival of the new Taurus Saintess.

So many pure nuns lined up in a massive square formation, their imposing presence and holy aura permeating the entire space, inspiring awe and reverence in all who witnessed it, filling their hearts with devout feelings for the goddess of life.

Leading them were several saints, representing the entire convent, there to welcome Saint Elsa, as a sign of respect for this pure nun who had just become a saint.

This was Saint Elsa's first return to the convent as a saint, and it could not be done hastily.

The convent comprised twelve zodiac signs; the saints of Leo, Sagittarius, Capricorn, and Scorpio were away on business, leaving only the seven zodiac signs besides Saint Elsa's Taurus. These seven saints stood at the front of the procession, leading their devout nuns, ready to welcome their new sister into the ranks of saints.

Thousands of pure and beautiful nuns waited eagerly until the distant sound of hooves approached, and in the distance, dust billowed as a large army slowly moved towards them.

Around the enormous carriage carrying Saint Elsa, valiant cavalrymen in fine armor gripped their lances, faithfully protecting Her Highness.

Upon reaching the convent, seeing the vast array of thousands of devout nuns, the cavalrymen respectfully dismounted and bowed their heads in reverence.

Only the enormous carriage, driven by its driver, continued forward. The driver, also a beautiful nun, was a former subordinate of Saint Leo, sent by her to serve Saint Elsa and drive the carriage for her. She obeyed orders throughout the journey, not daring to enter the carriage and disturb Saint Elsa's devout prayers.

As the carriage arrived in front of the Convent of the Virgin Mary, the tightly closed doors finally opened, and two beautiful young women in snow-white nun's robes stepped out, their faces flushed, and stood bowed beside the carriage.

From the carriage door, a tall figure appeared, slowly descending and smiling at the vast array of thousands of beautiful nuns.

The smile of the newly appointed Saintess of Taurus was so warm that it brightened the eyes of the devout nuns, giving them a sense of being bathed in a gentle breeze. Elsa's delicate features and elegant demeanor further inspired their admiration and respect. After

having been with Saintess Dorothy, absorbing her holy power, and soaking in her sweet milk for many days, Elva felt her movements had become much more graceful, especially when dressed and in front of strangers.

However, these outsiders would eventually become "insiders." Seeing so many beautiful nuns standing before him, Elva was invigorated. He took a deep breath, savoring the intense, virginal fragrance in the air, immersing himself in its alluring aroma. Before

him stood thousands of beautiful virgins; such temptation made him radiant. What excited him even more was that the eight Holy Maidens who had come to greet him were already gracefully approaching.

Indeed, although only the Seventh Palace's Holy Maidens came to greet him, there were eight Holy Maidens standing before him, for the Gemini Palace originally had two Holy Maidens.

Not far from Elva, smiling and welcoming him were a pair of beautiful twin sisters, appearing to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. They wore crowns of roses and gladioli on their heads, both the guardian flowers of the Gemini Palace.

Their beauty was otherworldly, radiating a holy charm, and each wore a faint smile.

The girl on the left wore a crown of pure white roses, her long, silvery-white hair cascading down to her slender waist. Her exquisitely beautiful face held a cheerful expression, making her appear like a passionate young woman, yet her eyes sparkled with intelligence. The pure white rose crown on her head exuded a noble air, adding to her sacred charm.

This intertwined charm of passion, intellect, nobility, and purity, coupled with her serene smile, created a unique allure that captivated Elva.

Beside her stood a beautiful girl wearing a gladiolus crown, her features identical except for the color of her long hair. Like the gladiolus crown, her hair was a pale red, with some sections a blend of pink and crimson, fluttering in the wind and radiating a sweet, youthful aura.

Her eyes became even more lively, flowing like ripples on water. Her bright eyes lingered on Elva, so beautiful and crystalline that his heart pounded wildly. He could only try to suppress his inner impulses and step forward to pay his respects.

As he bowed to the eight saintesses, Elva thought to himself, "If one day I could pin these two beautiful twin sisters down beneath me, and use my large penis to thrust wantonly into their playful, smiling, and charming cherry lips, taking their virginity, how exhilarating that would be!"

Behind these beautiful twin sisters, serving them were other beautiful twin sisters of varying ages, from budding girls to mature women. However, they all shared the common trait of being extremely beautiful and remarkably similar in appearance. Someone like Elva, unfamiliar with them, could hardly tell them apart, yet the burning desire he felt for them did not diminish in the slightest.

Beside Saint Gurney, who wore a rose crown, stood the shy and timid Aries Saint Alice. She looked at Elva timidly, her eyes filled with panic and fear, and her delicate and beautiful cheeks were flushed with a faint blush, as if she was reminiscing about the wonderful times when Elva had pinned her to the ground and ravaged her with his large penis.

Her aunt, the Libra Saintess, was also among them, her mature and beautiful face flushed slightly. Her gaze towards Elva held resentment and fear, with a hint of excitement flickering in her eyes; she was clearly recalling the days Elva had raped and tormented her.

Life is unpredictable. Who could have imagined that the boy who had once been their servant, brutally raping and ravaging their chastity, would transform into a pure saintess? This left them dizzy, and they began to distrust the oracle of the Goddess of Life.

When they first heard the oracle that Elsa would become a saintess, the aunt and niece fainted simultaneously, though far apart, both in their own palaces. Fortunately, they were in their palaces, and the Libra Saintess had issued a gag order, so the news of the two saintesses' simultaneous fainting did not spread.

Now, seeing Saint Elsa dressed in a saint's robe, her face radiating holiness and piety, her faint smile somewhat jarring, they could hardly believe that this pure and kind saint was the man who had once violated them.

"Life is truly unpredictable!" A clear voice expressed their feelings. A girl with long, sea-blue hair laughed and skipped out of the ranks of the saintesses. Her snow-white hand grasped Elva's hand, and a youthful and romantic aura wafted over them. The Aquarius Saintess still had a lively and lovely smile on her face. She excitedly called out, "Little Elsa! You used to stay in my Aquarius Palace. I never thought you would be a saintess now, just like all of us." The

"all of us" she was referring to were naturally the eight saintesses who had come to welcome Elva. Among them were several of Elva's old acquaintances, the Queen's sister whom she had met from afar before, Saintess Pess of the Pisces Palace, and the pure and beautiful Saintess Weil of the Virgo Palace. Elva always tried to keep her distance from her, lest she be unable to suppress the guilt in her heart, kneel at her feet, and weep as she confessed her sins.

Aside from the twin sisters of the Gemini Palace, whose identities were easily guessed upon first meeting, the only unfamiliar saint stood beside Saint Minnie, who wore a gladiolus crown. She smiled warmly at Elva and gracefully bowed to him.

She appeared to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, radiating youthful energy. Tall and slender, her beauty was unparalleled, no less than that of the other saints. Her long hair was a vibrant emerald green, the color of rippling water, subtly shimmering in the sunlight like gentle waves.

Standing before her, quietly gazing at her, one instantly felt an overwhelming aura, like the vast ocean, enveloping one in a cool sea breeze, or being immersed in the powerful currents of a boundless sea, causing one's heart to sway violently.

She wore a crown of lilies, and beneath the pure white blossoms, her exquisitely beautiful face and emerald eyes possessed a captivating charm that mesmerized.

Although not yet twenty, she was already a sexy and mature woman. The pristine white saint's robe was perfectly tailored, accentuating her slender and alluring figure. Her

tall, slender body was exquisitely beautiful, comparable to European and American supermodels, but far surpassing them in its intense charm. Her waist was incredibly slim, her breasts high and full, and her buttocks round and round—a truly enviable, devilish figure. Even in the saint's robe, she excited Elva to the point of almost having a nosebleed. He even failed to control his erection under her intense sex appeal, his penis, still wet with the saint's fluids, jutting out of him.

This youthful and beautiful woman had bright, clear blue eyes, like emeralds, radiating a pure and innocent light. She gazed quietly at Elva's face, suppressing his lust, and a sense of reverence arose within him for this pure saint.

The lily's flower language is originally "purity and innocence." Under the saintess's clear and pure gaze, Elva, who had just been with the saintess, couldn't help but feel ashamed. Her irresistible sensuality added a strange allure to her purity and innocence, creating a bizarre sense of inversion that made Elva's legs tremble, almost unable to support her own weight.

While the Virgo saintess's intense impact was indeed overwhelming, Elva was now mentally prepared; as long as she kept her distance, it wouldn't matter. However, the intense impact of the Cancer saintess, Centser, upon their first meeting, the charm of her blended sensuality and innocence, greatly surprised Elva. She could only bite her lip, struggling to resist her intense sensuality.

The guardian flower of Cancer possesses magical power, granting its holder a sensitive heart and a rich imagination. As a saintess under the goddess of life, she naturally possessed power beyond that of ordinary people, and the power she gained from the guardian flower was even greater. Her keen mind instantly noticed Elwa's unusual behavior, even though Elwa was trying hard to suppress it and make it difficult for others to notice.

Censer's bright, emerald-green eyes slid over Elwa's slightly flushed face and looked at the two beautiful girls behind him. According to the information she knew beforehand, they were likely the two daughters of Queen Estella of the Kingdom of Delhi, sent to the Saintess Convent to become nuns, residing in the Kingdom of Saint Anne as if they were hostages.

Because they were hostages, their identities were not checked as strictly, and with the special permission of Saintess Elsa of the Taurus Palace, they became nuns in her palace, serving her daily needs. However, the shy expression on the beautiful face of the blue-haired girl and the excited look in the eyes of the pink-haired girl stirred Saintess Censer's heart, especially seeing the blush on their cheeks after vigorous exercise, which made her begin to have strange guesses.

Princess Qinana stood behind Elva, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at the thousands of beautiful nuns before her. She felt a wave of dizziness, almost fainting with excitement. So many beauties! Even if she were to indulge in nightly revelry, she wouldn't be able to keep up. Now she had the chance to toy with them to her heart's content!

Many of the pure nuns interpreted Princess Qinana's joyful expression as the delight of entering the most sacred and sublime convent. However , the lustful glint in her eyes caught the eye of Saintess Censer, who secretly noted it down.

Regardless of her thoughts, Saintess Censer maintained a kind smile, only a mysterious glint in her beautiful blue eyes, burying all her guesses and doubts deep within her heart, revealing nothing.

Beside Princess Qinana, Princess Cecilia silently swallowed her tears. Now, between her legs, thick semen still flowed from her pure, innocent flower-like vulva, soaking her snow-white panties. Standing there before so many noble and holy saints and devout nuns, she felt ashamed and humiliated, recalling her lewd acts of the past few days, almost to the point of wanting to disappear.

The pure nuns began to make way, allowing the eight saintesses and one candidate saintesses to walk ahead and stroll into the magnificent gates of the convent. Princess Cecilia, though ashamed and remorseful, could only silently shed tears, and together with her sister, with the thick semen between her legs, they struggled into the sacred hall.

Her tears were also seen by the pure-hearted nuns as tears of joy, for they too had been so excited and thrilled when they were able to enter the convent to cultivate, and thus they felt a deep understanding for this pure, blue-haired girl.

Elva, brimming with pride, strode confidently through the gates of the Saintess Convent. The last time he entered, he was merely an ordinary novice, forced to use a side entrance; now, as one of the thirteen saintesses, his glory and honor were vastly different.

His demonic dragon spear, retracted into his abdomen, was covered in semen and the love juices flowing from the Taurus Saintess he had just violated, her mouth and body still smeared with her delicious milk. He excitedly entered the most important sanctuary for the worshippers of the Goddess of Life, breathing deeply the sacred air, knowing in his heart:

"The long journey to conquer the Saintess Convent begins a new chapter once again in this holy place!"

Episode 11, Thirteen Saintesses, Chapter 5, Tripartite Union

A magnificent palace appeared before Elva. A golden bull was carved atop its tall gates, radiating an aura of holiness and majesty.

This palace was the Golden Bull Palace, which Elva controlled. The dozen or so beautiful nuns within the palace, along with nearly a hundred nuns in the outer wing, were already his subordinates. Once he officially assumed the position of Holy Maiden of the Golden Bull Palace, they would be directly under his command, and no order could be disobeyed.

Imagining the beautiful scene of hundreds of beautiful nuns obeying his commands naked, a holy smile involuntarily appeared on Elva's face. This smile was so captivating that the nuns who had come to greet him were mesmerized.

They stood respectfully outside the palace gates, lined up on both sides, their heads slightly bowed, showing their respect for the new Holy Maiden.

Their ages ranged from twenty to over thirty, their faces beautiful, radiating piety, their figures healthy and strong, their skin delicate and white, as if nurtured by daily baths in milk.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the expressions on the faces of the dozen or so beautiful nuns were so pure and devout. Their mature bodies exuded a captivating charm, a powerful allure even in silence, filling the air before the gates of the Golden Bull Palace.

Elva sat in the carriage, using her beast-controlling magic to command the dozen or so horses pulling the magnificent carriage into the Golden Bull Palace. Looking at the beautiful nuns, she sighed inwardly.

They were all loyal subordinates of Saint Dorothy. If they stayed here, discovered her secrets, and found out that Saint Dorothy was still alive, she would be in trouble. Therefore, although she coveted their beauty, she couldn't keep them here. It was best to send them away and, once she had control of the situation, summon them to the palace to serve her and enjoy their mature, alluring bodies.

The carriage stopped in the vast courtyard of the Golden Bull Palace, in front of the exquisite palace chambers. Elva jumped down, opened the door, and beckoned the nuns to help carry out the golden containers inside.

The enormous, oval-cylindrical golden container was incredibly heavy. With the strenuous effort of a dozen or so nuns, it was finally pushed out of the carriage.

These nuns were all combat-oriented, possessing martial arts skills, athletic builds, and considerable strength. Together, they lifted it and carried it towards the palace.

The golden container, now sealed with its golden lid, gleamed coldly in the sunlight. The nuns were filled with piety and joy at serving the new Holy Maiden, completely unaware that inside the golden container lay their most beloved Saint Dorothy, floating naked in a clear liquid, in a deep coma.

Saint Dorothy, who had died a martyr, was widely believed to have been secretly attacked by assassins, her body obliterated by a bizarre weapon. No one knew she was alive, and had even secretly returned to her former palace, the Taurus Palace, where she would struggle to survive as a sex slave.

They followed the defiled saintess to her former bedroom, placed the golden vessel against the wall, and respectfully withdrew at the new saintess's command.

Standing in Saint Dorothy's bedroom, Elva looked around. The bedroom was extremely spacious, simply yet warmly furnished, filled with Saint Dorothy's warm and alluring scent. For the

past ten days or so since Saint Dorothy began producing milk, Elva had been immersed in the deliciousness of her milk, even considering it her only food, never getting enough of its flavor. Now, smelling her scent, he couldn't help but drool, unable to suppress his burgeoning appetite and lust.

The bedroom door was tightly closed, and a soundproof barrier had been erected. The nuns were ordered to wait outside the palace; without his summons, they were not even allowed to approach the bedroom.

In this situation, Elva, dressed in the saint's robes, gracefully walked to the golden container, forcefully opened the heavy golden lid, and looked at Saint Dorothy, whose beautiful eyes were tightly closed, floating in the clear liquid. A glint of desire flashed in his eyes.

She lay naked inside, her figure so perfect and alluring, her skin as white and delicate as milk, the area between her beautiful legs smooth and hairless, the pink, tender labia glistening in the ripples of the liquid, and her full, white breasts glistening with milky fluid that floated in the clear liquid.

Elva silently gazed at her, his desire instantly ignited.

Reaching out, he picked up the beautiful saint, turned and walked to her bedside, placing her on it with light steps.

Her scent permeated the large, fragrant couch. Thanks to the nuns' reverence, the bedroom was spotless, as if she still lived there.

Looking at the saintess with her beautiful eyes closed, Elva lowered her head, resting it on her breasts, opening her mouth to gently suckle her soft, jade-like peaks, feeling the delicate nipples harden in her mouth. The sweet milk flowed into her mouth, bringing a delightful sensation that instantly intoxicated Elva with this familiar deliciousness, as if she were drifting into a dream, never wanting to wake up.

The sleeping saintess, Dorothy, felt her milk being suckled again; the stimulation from her nipples made her involuntarily twist her body, emitting soft, languid moans.

Elva rose, her eyes filled with lust as she admired her beautiful body. Her hands quickly removed her clothes, climbed onto the bed, and lay on top of her sexy, alluring body.

The friction of her snow-white, delicate skin against his skin felt incredibly pleasurable. Elva lowered his head and suckled at her sweet breast milk, his mind drifting, almost losing consciousness in bliss.

In an unconscious action, Elva pressed his entire face against her soft breasts, suckling the milk, while simultaneously reaching down to gently grasp her snow-white, tender thighs, spreading them apart. He arched his back, unconsciously thrusting forward, his swollen glans pressing against the entrance of her tender vagina, slowly pushing inward.

The delicious milk in his mouth was so intoxicating; his penis slowly slid into her tender opening, the warm, smooth vaginal canal eagerly taking it in, tightly enveloping it. The vaginal walls gently undulated, teasing Elva's penis, the gentle, delicate sensation like soaking in warm milk.

The pleasure emanating from his lower body slightly jolted Elva from his daze. He embraced Saint Dorothy's slender waist and rounded buttocks, feeling the wonderful texture of her smooth, delicate skin. He thrust his hips, slowly pumping in and out of her honeyed orifice, still greedily suckling at her breast milk like an insatiable infant.

Under such lewd manipulation, Saint Dorothy quickly awoke. The sedative effects of the potion gradually wore off, and Saint Dorothy opened her eyes, seeing with grief and indignation that she had once again been violated by this evil man, while her breast milk was continuously being drained by him, swallowed into his stomach, becoming part of his body.

In fact, this had become a routine along the way. She was forced to drink his semen, which was absorbed into her body through her uterus and stomach, becoming part of her own; while he drank her breast milk, allowing the holy power of the Saint Dorothy of Taurus to gradually permeate his body, causing his skin to become increasingly fair and tender, almost approaching the smoothness of hers.

They ate almost nothing else, and in this virtuous cycle, they burned holy power and dark energy to maintain their daily energy needs. Constant interaction brought them closer physically, and Saintess Dorothy found herself drawn ever closer to him, though she still hated his endless debauchery.

Lying on her familiar bed, the Saintess, being gently violated, looked up at the ceiling, glanced around, and realized she was back in her bedroom, in this place she had lived for so many years, on her clean bed, enduring the man's defilement, his fondling of her pristine body.

Tears of grief and anger streamed down her face as Saint Dorothy sobbed softly. Trembling, she reached out her delicate arms to embrace Elva's neck. Though she wanted to strangle him on the spot, she was too weak. She could only weep as she watched helplessly as he brutally and mercilessly thrust into her. Soft moans escaped her delicate nose, echoing in the spacious bedroom.

Her strength was only enough to keep her kneeling on the bed, supporting her weight on all fours in a humiliating, submissive position. This was exactly what Elva wanted her to do. After brutally ravaging her in the traditional position, he forced her to change positions, kneeling on the bed, enduring his penetration from behind into her sacred, forbidden place. His hands gripped her round, soft buttocks as he violently raped her. The

storm of brutal rape left Saint Dorothy almost breathless. She could only weep bitterly, her head bowed, letting the tears of this pure saint fall onto the clean bed she had slept on for so many years.

Their sensitive bodies, partially modified by the potion, were uncontrollably leaking love fluid under the aphrodisiac power of the Demonic Dragon Spear. The fluid stained the stiff penis deeply inserted into their honeyed passage, flowing down to their testicles and down their thighs.

Saintess Dorothy tried to suppress her moans, but her beautiful eyes still glazed over, emitting soft, kitten-like groans. Her body swayed back and forth under Elva's fierce thrusts, her milky-white skin flushed with desire and excitement.

Just as they were about to reach the peak of their ecstasy and couldn't help but let out soft moans, the bedroom door suddenly opened!

Saintess Dorothy looked up in surprise and shame, wanting to see who had entered, but unexpectedly saw a noble and serene beauty gracefully walk in. Beneath a crown woven from cosmos flowers, her long silver hair was styled into an elegant updo, shimmering slightly.

Standing in the doorway, the stunningly beautiful woman raised her head. Shen Jing's eyes fell on Saint Dorothy's face, noticing her jade-like face flushed from the intense lovemaking. Her delicate body trembled slightly.

Saint Dorothy's eyes widened in shock and worry as she looked at the Libra Saint, who had once been her fellow goddess of life and had jointly held power in the Saintess's Convent for many years. Suddenly, she felt the phallus tightly enveloped by her lips throbbing violently within her tight, honeyed passage, forcefully ejaculating its scalding semen deep into her body.

Kneeling on the bed like a bitch, being raped by a man, this shameful scene was witnessed by her close sister, also a saintess. Tears of shame and indignation flowed like a river from Saint Dorothy's beautiful eyes. Saint Dorothy's snow-white, delicate body trembled violently as she endured the raging ejaculation within her. She collapsed onto the bed in agony, crying out in a trembling voice, "Saint Dorothy, run... this lecherous man is not someone you can handle..."

Just as she selflessly urged her sister to escape, her round, jade-like buttocks rose high, pressing tightly against Elva's hips, trembling and swaying involuntarily, allowing the thick, hard penis to penetrate even deeper, bringing her more intense pleasure.

Elva, panting, held her smooth, plump buttocks tightly, his penis thrusting desperately to its deepest point, feeling the heat rising within her. Looking up at his former sex slave, the Libra Saintess, her beautiful face and sensual body were right before him. His stiff, erect penis, tightly gripped by her flower-like opening, was relentlessly ejaculating, frantically filling the Saintess Dorothy's womb with semen.

When the semen was finished, Elva collapsed onto the bed, embracing her jade-like body, panting heavily in a daze. The Saintess Dorothy, however, was weeping with extreme shame. Although she desperately tried to summon her holy power to prevent herself from climaxing, the sight of her sister being violated and leaking her own fluids made her

ashamed. Even if there was hope of being rescued someday, she had no face to remain in the Saintess's Convent, let alone continue being a saint. Trembling with sobs, she opened her beautiful eyes in surprise to see the Libra Saintess standing motionless in the doorway, showing no intention of fleeing. Her face was calm, silently watching the two still intimately connected. For a moment, Elva thought the Libra Saintess was stunned by the scene.

A trembling voice escaped from Saint Dorothy's lips as she urgently urged Saint Libra to flee quickly, lest she suffer the same fate as herself and fall into Elva's clutches.

After resting for a while following his climax, Elva felt completely relaxed. Seeing Saint Dorothy still desperately calling out in his arms, he couldn't help but laugh. He jumped off the bed, standing naked on the edge, his eyes filled with provocation as he looked at Saint Libra at the door. Seeing the

two saintesses of Taurus, the old and new, Saint Libra, already understanding, sighed inwardly, gently closed the door behind her, and gracefully walked to Elva. With a noble bearing, she slowly knelt down, her trembling, slender hands grasping his wet, erect penis. Pressing her face against Elva's crotch, she gently parted her sensual red lips and took the glans, covered in semen and vaginal fluid, into her mouth.

Saint Dorothy's eyes widened in disbelief at the scene before her, refusing to believe what she was seeing was real!

With her intelligence, she quickly deduced that this close sister had been conquered by this lecherous man long ago, back when he was still in the convent, falling into his clutches and becoming his accomplice, one of his adulterers.

Saint Dorothy knelt at Elva's feet, her cherry lips gently sucking on his limp penis, her tongue swirling and licking it, her jade-like face turned towards Saint Dorothy, a hint of pleasure in her eyes.

Now, not only were they, aunt and niece, forced into depravity after being raped, but this once noble and powerful battle saintess had also been captured by Elva and forcibly raped. Her body was even more defiled than her own; the sacred valley still flowed with the man's semen, clearly visible to Elva.

Although somewhat puzzled by Elva's discolored electric dragon spear and golden semen, the Libra Saintess, as his seasoned sex slave, diligently licked his penis, deeply engulfing it in her warm, moist mouth, sucking it to the very depths. She felt a mixture of fear and excitement as her sucking caused his previously softened penis to harden again.

She had been summoned to the Taurus Palace by the little witch, forced to endure the expected rape and humiliation, but now, kneeling before Elva, her cherry lips and fragrant tongue sucking on his long-awaited penis, her body instantly heated up. Her thin saintess robes were too heavy to wear, and she involuntarily wanted to remove them.

Elva's hands moved faster, roughly tearing the saintess's robe off her fragrant shoulders. He reached into his bosom and forcefully grasped her firm, full breasts, kneading them wantonly. He then stroked her beautiful silver hair and vibrant cosmos crown, smiling and offering a few words of praise as he watched the saintess sucking his penis. Encouraged

by his praise, the Libra saintess sucked and licked even more vigorously, feeling his penis grow thicker and harder, sliding down her throat with the lubrication of saliva. Although somewhat disgusting, this only heightened her excitement. The soft flesh of her throat gripped the glans, her delicate, agile tongue entwining around it, her small mouth and throat manipulating it, sucking it powerfully, bringing Elva wave after wave of pleasure.

Elva, aroused by her sucking, bent down and stripped off her saintly robe, revealing her jade-like, sexy body and slightly flushed, translucent skin. The Libra saintess breathed softly, her beautiful eyes gleaming with intense lust, yearning for a passionate lovemaking session.

Elva laboriously pulled his penis from her tightly sucking mouth with a "plop," bent down, and lifted her up in his arms, chuckling softly. He carried this stunningly beautiful and noble woman to the large bed.

He placed her on the bed and quickly stripped off her clothes, revealing her sexy and delicate body.

After a long absence, this stunningly beautiful woman's skin remained as white and smooth as ever. Her breasts were high and firm, and her erect, rosy nipples heaved violently with her soft panting. Her slender waist was so delicate that it could be encircled with one hand, and her mature and alluring figure exuded the sexy charm of a mature woman. Between her long, white, and slender legs, the curly hair shimmered with silver light, smooth and tempting. Honey-like fluid was already flowing from her pink and tender garden, glistening and sparkling.

The Libra Saintess lay panting weakly on the large bed of the Dorothy Saintess. Her once pure and elegant face now held a wanton expression. Her noble and graceful aura, ingrained with years of purity, intertwined with fiery desire, made this stunningly beautiful woman radiate an endless, strange charm, utterly alluring, from her curvaceous, crystalline body. Her

beautiful eyes were already hazy with passion. The Libra Saintess lay quietly beside the Dorothy Saintess, softly panting, watching the handsome young man, much younger than herself, climb onto the bed, gently pressing down on her. He thrust his hips forward, his thick, hard penis pressing between her beautiful legs, slowly penetrating her tender opening.

The delicate petals were forced open by the engorged penis, the tender honeyed orifice tightly gripping the thick shaft. The Libra Saintess moaned, her beautiful eyes glazed, watching the handsome young man so close to her, feeling his penis slowly penetrate to the deepest part of her body, beginning to thrust rapidly. The intense friction on her tender flower path made her moan even louder, her moans filled with a seductive charm that made Elva feel hot all over. He embraced her snow-white, slender body tightly, thrusting his hips hard, and began to pound wildly into her.

The couple, reunited after a short separation, excitedly sought pleasure, making love in various positions to express their joy at their reunion. Elva held the mature and beautiful saintess tightly, ravaging her wantonly, until she cried out incessantly, filling the entire bedroom with her wanton screams and cries.

The owner of the bedroom was now so angry that he was about to faint. Compared to being raped herself, the Libra Saintess actually took the initiative to flirt with the man and beg for pleasure, and even let out such a high-pitched scream during the act of being raped. This made the Saintess Dorothy feel ashamed and embarrassed, because even at the moment of forced orgasm, she had never screamed so loudly!

The Saintess Dorothy lay weakly beside them, watching the Libra Saintess, her delicate body as naked as a flower bud, riding on the man's body, shamelessly thrusting her slender waist, letting the thick penis quickly thrust in and out of her flower passage. Her originally holy face was filled with lustful desire, and her bright red lips emitted charming moans, as if she had fallen into lust and forgotten her own existence.

The Libra Saintess's right leg, straddling Elva, frequently brushed against Saint Dorothy's body during their vigorous movements. This became unbearable for Saint Dorothy, who finally couldn't hold back and berated her, shouting, "Saint Liborila, how could you betray the Goddess of Life and do such a lewd thing!"

Hearing her rebuke, the Libra Saintess's body trembled violently, two streams of painful tears flowing from her beautiful eyes. Her tight, delicate flower path convulsed and spasmed violently, and under the intense pressure of guilt and transgression, she reached orgasm.

Enjoying the pleasure of being violently squeezed and manipulated by her jade path, Elva smiled, reaching out to grasp her soft, slender waist, causing the Libra Saintess, in pain, to rise and fall rapidly on his body, rewarding her with the pleasure of orgasm.

He didn't ejaculate. When the mature and beautiful Libra Saintess collapsed on him, weeping in pain, he smiled, got up, pulled her off him, flipped her over, and placed her on top of Saint Dorothy, so that they were face to face. The two saintesses locked eyes at close range. Before they could even feel shame or anger, Elva had already straddled the Libra Saintess's back, embracing their two sexy, slender bodies. With a powerful thrust, his lower abdomen pressed tightly against her snow-white, full buttocks, and his thick, hard penis broke through, penetrating the Libra Saintess's tender orifice.

The Libra Saintess cried out "Ah!" and, under the fierce thrusting of the Demonic Electric Dragon Spear, unable to resist its now extremely powerful aphrodisiac force, she succumbed to fiery lust.

Her alluring body, with its graceful curves and translucent skin, was being relentlessly pounded by Elva until she cried out incessantly, her face flushed, her beauty hazy, forgetting even that she was on top of the Dorothy Saintess.

Discovering that this despicable couple was raping her, Saint Dorothy was shocked and filled with shame and anger. The relentless pressure made her breathless, and she finally could

n't help but cry out, "You slut! You…" Before she could finish her sentence, she felt a thick, hard, wet penis pressing against the entrance of her vagina between her legs, parting the tender flesh and thrusting in forcefully!

The curse she was about to utter instantly turned into a whimper and a moan. Saint Dorothy's beautiful eyes widened in grief and indignation as she felt the thick penis violently rubbing against her vaginal opening. Pain surged wildly with pleasure, causing tears of grief and indignation to flow rapidly. Unable to resist, she could only mutter angry curses, sobbing uncontrollably under Elva's frenzied rape.

The thick, hard penis was suddenly pulled out of her honeyed orifice. The Libra Saintess, as if she had fallen from a towering building, opened her beautiful eyes in alarm, frantically reaching down to touch the lower body of Saint Dorothy. The treasure that had brought her endless pleasure was thrusting violently inside, causing her juices to gush out.

At that moment, Saint Dorothy's intermittent curses reached her ears. Feeling the hot breath from Saint Dorothy's mouth on her delicate face, shame, anger, and jealousy surged within her. The Libra Saintess bit her cherry lips hard, then suddenly lowered her face and forcefully kissed Saint Dorothy's lips! The

cursing, mixed with erotic moans, abruptly stopped. Saint Dorothy stared wide-eyed in shock and shame at the beautiful saintess who was forcibly kissing her. She could hardly believe that this was her close sister, with whom she had shared the same convent and worked for many years! Elva laughed excitedly, pressing down on the two stunningly beautiful women. His Demonic Dragon Spear thrust in and out of their beautiful orifices, enjoying the pleasure of their tight, gripping vaginal passages. He secretly compared the different sensations of the two saintesses' vaginas.

Now, he was nominally a saintess as well. The three saintesses, intertwined, made their way to the Taurus Saintess's bedroom. Their athletic bodies and alluringly sexy forms were entangled together, a scene of utter debauchery and temptation. Saintess

Dorothy was already breathing heavily. The thick penis forced its way into her tender vagina, thrusting rapidly inside. The intense friction against the delicate walls sent waves of pleasure through her, making her dizzy. Meanwhile, the Libra Saintess was showering her with kisses, leaving her only able to moan softly. She had no strength left to curse her willingly fallen sister.

Elva's waist movements were incredibly fast. The thick, fleshy rod had just been pulled out of Saint Dorothy's tender orifice when it fiercely forced its way open and plunged into Saint Dorothy's beautiful orifice, all the way in. This caused the beautiful saintess to gasp in surprise, her pretty face pressed against Saint Dorothy's jade cheek, her eyes glazed as she moaned, savoring the wonderful feeling of being violently violated by the Demonic Electric Dragon Spear.

Milk-white nectar flowing from Saint Doris's honeyed orifice stained the hard, engorged penis as it was forcefully thrust into Saint Libra's beautiful vagina. During penetration, it rubbed against the tight walls, impacting her cervix. A sweet sensation surged from her lower body, spreading throughout her entire being, causing Saint Libra to moan in a daze. She opened her lips and deeply kissed Saint Doris's cherry lips, greedily sucking the sweet nectar within. Overwhelmed by the sweet sensation and intense pleasure, she was almost rendered unconscious by her former sister's jade-like body.

In the midst of intense pleasure, copious amounts of love fluid secreted from the vaginal walls, then were drawn out by the vigorous thrusting of the thick penis, splashing onto Saint Doris's pure, delicate garden, containing a burning desire that caused her irrigated honeyed orifice to tremble slightly.

Elva, ecstatic, thrust in and out of the two saintesses' honeyed orifices. His penis, glistening with love juice, became a medium of communication between them, allowing both saintesses to taste each other's love juices deep within their honeyed depths.

Amidst the saintesses' moans and cries, Elva, in high spirits, climbed on top of them and inserted his fluid-covered penis between their four passionately kissing lips, making them kiss and suckle his penis. He then thrust it hard into the mouth of the uncooperative saintess, Dorothy, pressing the head against her smooth, fragrant tongue, allowing her to taste the different flavors of the essence flowing from the three saintesses.

He thrust in and out of the two saintesses' warm, moist mouths, his penis reaching their throats, driving them to tears, almost choking them. Then, laughing, Elva lifted the Libra saintess's snow-white, sexy body, turning her head upside down so she was on top of the Dorothy saintess, his honeyed orifice pressed against her jade-like face.

Dorothy, caught off guard, was suddenly touched by his wet lips, the strange taste filling her mouth. Her face flushed crimson, she spat and turned away. In the close friction, her jade-like left cheek was smeared with love juice, exuding a lascivious scent.

Elva chuckled softly, grabbing the Libra saintess's soft, plump buttocks with both hands, and thrusting his penis deep into her tender orifice with a "plop," all the way in. His testicles swayed in the air, hitting Dorothy's smooth forehead, sliding down to her left cheek, pressing firmly against it. Elva then embraced their delicate bodies tightly, thrusting wildly into their tight, honeyed orifices.

The Libra Saintess moaned and gasped, her beautiful eyes glazed over as she stared at the long, slender legs before her. Knowing she was lying face down on top of the Saintess Dorothy, her lower body being violated by a man, and now being watched by her, a surge of shame and excitement overwhelmed her, making her

delirious. She recklessly lowered her head, deeply engulfing Dorothy's beautiful lips in her mouth, sucking hard, savoring the sweet, milky nectar. Sensing the strange sensation in her lower body, Saintess Dorothy cried out, overwhelmed with shame. Elva's large penis continued to rub against her face, thrusting deep inside, the rapid, rhythmic slurring of her juices filling her ears, making her body unbearably hot.

With the aphrodisiac power of the Demonic Dragon Spear, the Libra Saintess was quickly driven to incoherent speech and soft moans, seemingly unable to bear the pleasure, yet still desperately thrusting her snow-white buttocks backward, pressing deeply between Elva's legs, trying to penetrate the penis even deeper and bring herself greater pleasure.

Their intense lovemaking, however, caused suffering for the Libra Saintess; as the Libra Saintess continued to thrust her slender waist, her tender labia rubbed against her face, leaving her beautiful face covered in lustful fluids, which dripped from the tip of her nose down to her cherry lips. Tears of humiliation flowed uncontrollably from her beautiful face, mingling with the lustful fragrance of the love fluids, and running down her jade cheeks.

Her sacred vulva was being deeply kissed and licked by another saintess. Her slender hands trembled as she parted the petals, her tongue penetrating deep into the tender flesh of her flower path, causing Saintess Dorothy's body to tremble with shame and indignation. The sounds of a large penis violently thrusting and raping her still echoed in her ears, making her wish she could die on the spot.

Elva had been working for a long time, his interest growing higher and higher. Just as the Libra Saintess was about to reach her climax, he suddenly pulled out his penis, pressed it against her tightly closed anus, grabbed her snow-white and crystal-clear buttocks with both hands, and thrust his waist hard, forcefully penetrating the Libra Saintess's tender rear! The Libra Saintess,

who was sweetly sucking on the tender vulva in her mouth, suddenly widened her beautiful eyes, opened her mouth to release the delicious little vulva in her mouth, raised her jade neck, and let out a piercing scream. She felt a pain in her rear as if it were being cut by a knife and burned by fire, almost making her faint on the spot.

The delicate chrysanthemum bud was brutally penetrated by the thick, large penis, tearing that part of her jade-like skin apart instantly. Blood gushed out, flowing down the Saintess's perineum like a gushing spring, splashing onto Saintess Doris's exquisite face.

Sensing something was wrong, Saintess Doris immediately turned her head, looking up in astonishment. In front of her, within a small space, the thick penis was deeply inserted into the Libra Saintess's rear, her pink anus being violently torn apart, and bright red blood flowing down rapidly, splashing into her cherry lips, which were parted in surprise.

Hearing the Libra Saintess's agonizing screams, in utter shock, Saintess Dorothy involuntarily swallowed the liquid in her mouth. After drinking virgin blood for two days, she finally remembered what she had just drunk. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she turned her head and spat out the virgin blood from her anus, spraying it directly onto the Libra Saintess's snow-white, slender legs beside her face, instantly turning her delicate, translucent thighs a vibrant, peach-blossom color.

Amidst the two saintesses' agony, Elva experienced intense pleasure. He felt the Libra Saintess's anus was so tight, gripping his penis so tightly that it was almost impossible to thrust in and out, and the warm, moist sensation inside sent him almost to heaven.

He lowered his head, lifted the Libra Saintess's round, beautiful buttocks with both hands, and his gaze fell upon that poignantly beautiful chrysanthemum.

The tightly closed chrysanthemum bud, penetrated by the thick penis, was stretched open, almost becoming as large as the beautiful cosmos flower, tightly gripping the penis and contracting forcefully, giving the penis a violent, pleasurable contraction.

The cosmos flower on the Libra Saintess's headdress trembled slightly under her pain, beautiful and vibrant; the chrysanthemum bud, penetrated by the penis, also gushed vibrant blood, filled with a poignant pleasure.

The cosmos flower symbolizes "mystery and sublime beauty," and as the guardian flower of Libra, it possesses the power to maintain order and regulate the universe, enhancing charm and improving marriage luck.

Looking at the poignant chrysanthemum, so mysterious and radiating sublime charm, Elva felt her inner universe about to explode under the influence of the tightly contracting chrysanthemum passage, experiencing a pleasure as if it were erupting.

This was another virginity day for the Libra Saintess, in a sense, almost coinciding with her wedding day.

Moved by the beauty of the chrysanthemum, despite the difficult road ahead, Elva still struggled to thrust his hips, gradually expanding deeper. Using the lubrication of the remaining holy maiden's nectar and virgin blood on his penis, he began to thrust, his movements becoming faster and more intense.

The Libra Saintess, her rear entrance ravaged, was already sobbing uncontrollably. Her snow-white arms clung tightly to the jade buttocks of the Dorothy Saintess, her pearly teeth biting hard at her tender opening to alleviate her pain, leaving deep, neat teeth marks on her delicate labia.

The thick penis skillfully thrust in and out of her anus, gradually reaching its deepest point, causing waves of strange sensations to surge through the Libra Saintess's intestines. She could only moan softly through tears, her pretty face buried between the Dorothy Saintess's beautiful legs, desperately sucking the semen and nectar from her flower path, hoping the sweet sensation would bring her some comfort.

With a smile, Elva reached out and embraced the slender waists of the two saintesses, thrusting faster and faster into their tight anal passages. In his excitement, the aphrodisiac effect of the Demonic Dragon Spear was released, rapidly penetrating the Libra Saintess's body through the ruptured anus and the tight passage. This caused her unbearable pain, yet also a surge of intense desire. She couldn't help but hold the Saintess of Dorothy's snow-white lower body even tighter, deeply kissing her lips, her tongue piercing deep into her tender flower path.

The entire large bed shook violently under their intense lovemaking. The Saintess of Dorothy beneath them was overwhelmed, her jade cheeks stained with lustful fluids and virgin blood from her rear, crying out in pain and anger. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she forcefully opened her cherry lips and, with her last bit of strength, bit down hard on the Libra Saintess's snow-white thigh!

Pain emanated from different parts of her lower body. The Libra Saintess screamed loudly, keenly sensing that Elva had also reached the peak of excitement. He tightly gripped her waist with his arms, and his thick penis thrust violently into the deepest part of her rectum, then began to throb violently, spraying large amounts of golden semen deep into the Saintess's rear.

In the midst of the violent ejaculation, Elva felt a wave of dizziness and collapsed onto her smooth, white back, tightly embracing her sexy body. He reached down to the chests of the two saintesses, grasping and kneading their glistening left breasts in each hand. He lowered his head, burying his face in the Libra saintess's cloud-like hair, inhaling her alluring fragrance. He bit her moist earlobe, moaning softly. He pressed his hips against her snow-white, smooth buttocks and thrust forward forcefully, the base of his penis already inserted into her bleeding anus, forcing it wide open. Crimson blood flowed continuously from within, splattering onto the saintess Dorothy's jade cheeks and red lips.

Simultaneously bitten by two Taurus saintesses, the intense pain stimulated her lust, causing the Libra saintess to lose her senses, sobbing and moaning in pain and excitement. Her sexy red lips covered the flower lips of the Dorothy saintess, trembling as she forcefully sucked the honey inside. Her left hand subconsciously spread apart her snow-white buttocks, and her right index finger stabbed hard into her anus. Watching a trace of blood melt on her snow-white jade finger, the feeling of relief mixed with pain and excitement made the Libra saintess cry fiercely. Feeling the wonderful sensation of the penis throbbing violently and shooting hot semen into her body, she couldn't help but let clear and holy tears fall on the pure garden of the Dorothy saintess and the anus.

The window opened, and the little witch floated in from outside. Looking at the three holy maidens trembling and moaning tightly intertwined on the bed, an excited smile appeared on her pretty face. She slowly took out a black jade bottle with her right hand and excitedly floated towards the holy maidens whose virgin blood was flowing from their beautiful chrysanthemums.

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