[Playing with fire will get you burned] 4

In a secluded hideout in Kurmi, the remaining members of the Blazing Knights, one of Misella's subordinates, were
gathered. The Blazing Knights were a private army organized by Ruby Misella, composed entirely of beautiful women,
mostly of minor noble birth, but also including some commoners. Unlike the four major warbands of the Stag Kingdom, the Blazing
Knights were a private army of several hundred members, typically undertaking special missions. During Misella's wrongful imprisonment
, the Blazing Knights split into three groups. One group, led by the vice-captain, the Sword Dancer Cecilia, traveled to
various countries seeking a way to rescue Misella; another group, led by the Clarity Seer Seris, remained hidden
in the shadows of the Empire, waiting for their opportunity; and the rest were either lost or captured. Due to their beauty, some of
those captured were even trained and forced into sexual slavery by the powerful.
"So, there's still no way to rescue Theomia and Audreyra?"
Zhao Yuyang, the president of the Zhao Clan Merchant Guild, was also at their hideout. This Eastern man had been helping to rescue Miscella.
"They're being guarded very closely," Seres shook her head. "In fact, extremely harshly. It's very difficult to find
an opportunity to strike."
"But we must rescue them, not only because they are our companions, but also because those people are using
them to hold Miss Miscella hostage," the maid Qingluan urged from the side.
"We can't be impatient now." Seres, true to her name, the Clarity One, sat calmly on the table,
her hands supporting her head, pondering a strategy. Zhao Yuyang looked at this woman. Because Miscella held multiple positions
, this intelligent blonde beauty was, in effect, the leader of the Blazing Knights.
"But there's one thing I don't understand: why is the trial of Misella so absurd!" Zhao Yuyang slammed his hand
on the table. "To demote her to slavery, and to make her a sex slave in a place like this?"
"It's already confirmed that this wasn't a trial by the Imperial Court," Seres said in a low voice. "
The information Prince Ares brought indicates that Misella's trial shouldn't have been like this. Given Miss Misella's special status
and the power of the Stag Kingdom, it's absolutely impossible for them to conduct such a depraved trial on her." "
Then why did things turn out this way?" Zhao Yuyang's voice grew louder. "Seres, please tell
me why your monarch would allow such an event to occur. In our country, such an insult
to a member of the royal family would be a national disgrace."
"I can only say that there's a huge, insane hand controlling all of this behind the scenes
. I have that feeling," Seres concluded.
"So who is it, the Black Goat family?" Zhao Yuyang asked.
"It's highly likely, but only a possibility. We'll only know for sure once Ares returns from the Empire.
Right now, we must protect ourselves. The enemy has clearly noticed us, and they've even
tried to lure us with Miss Misella, just like that time." Seres was referring to the day Qingluan encountered Misella. "So,
Qingluan, you must never act on your own again. It will bring unpredictable consequences, understand?"
On the other side, Qingluan turned away in a huff, ignoring her.
"Speaking of which, Young Master Zhao, you've been in Kurmi all this time. Isn't it alright that your merchant guild is left unmanaged?"
Seres asked.
"Ah, don't worry about that. My sister, Zhao Yuhua, will manage the guild's affairs for me." Speaking of
Zhao Yuhua, she was a talented woman with both beauty and brains. However, unlike Zhao Yuyang's business acumen, Zhao Yuhua was more passionate about political talent. This beautiful and ambitious woman hoped to one day 　　display her talents on
a political stage on this continent . 　　After Zhao Yuyang and Qingluan left, Seres instructed the others in a low voice, 　　"Keep an eye on Zhao Yuyang. He might betray us." 　　... 　　At Zhao Yuyang's merchant guild, Qingluan complained about Seres as soon as she entered the room. 　　"That woman is always like that. Even though Miss Misella is the leader, she acts more like one than Miss Misella." 　　Qingluan said resentfully, hugging her pillow. "Even when Miss Misella was like that, she remained calm 　　and unperturbed." 　　Zhao Yuyang sat opposite the girl and patted her head. "Qingluan, is Seres usually in charge of the guild 　　?" 　　"Yes, I've heard that's the case, but I'm Miss Misella's maid, so I don't know the specifics, but it should be 　　correct." Qingluan recalled, "Miss Misella rarely goes to the guild, and Cecilia prefers to stay by Miss Misella's side, 　　so Seres usually leads the knights." 　　"Ah, I see. So that's the relationship between Misella and Seres." Zhao Yuyang said thoughtfully. 　　"Ceres doesn't want me to get too close to you, but I won't listen to them 　　. I think you can help Miss Misella," Qingluan said softly, lowering her head. 　　"Yes, believe me, I will definitely find a way to rescue your lady," Zhao Yuyang said warmly, hugging Qingluan 　　's head and kissing her forehead. "But you must be careful, I'm worried that Seres will betray your lady." 　　At this moment, his subordinate knocked on the door. 　　"President, someone is looking for you. He requests a private meeting," the subordinate said. 　　... 　　In the slums of Kurami, Tang Yu brought a noblewoman in red to the slums, the 　　dirtiest place, filled with drug addicts, STD sufferers, drunkards, and vagrants—a lifeless 　　place. The people here were in a daze, numbly watching the newcomer. 　　The girl was truly beautiful, a beauty unseen even in high society, 　　a beauty unimaginable to the men here. She was a girl with a blend of Eastern and Western beauty, possessing long, 　　maroon hair that should have been red but had gradually turned grayish-black, and a stubbornness that shone through her delicate face. She wore 　　a typical reddish-brown aristocratic gown embroidered with gold thread, accentuating her innate extraordinary气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament). 　　"Hey, look who's here!" The homeless men's eyes lit up at the sight of the girl. She 　　seemed to have no choice, but her instinctive defiance added a captivating allure that made her alluring. 　　Tang Yu nudged the girl from behind, placing her in the center of the crowd. People immediately swarmed around her, their eyes...

A greedy glint in his eyes.
"This, this is..." The girl's hands weren't bound, and she clenched her fists, trying to assume a defensive stance
. But at that moment, Tang Yu grabbed the girl's hands from behind and raised them above her head.
"Remember, your hands are bound now, so no matter what happens, you can't separate them." Tang Yu
said, while secretly controlling the Blood Egg. "Got it? If you can't do it, you'll be gang-
raped by the people here."
The girl gritted her teeth. The men in front of her were all parasites from the lowest rungs of society—drug addicts, STD sufferers, and
homeless people. No woman would want to have sex with these men.
"What's going on? What is this woman doing here?" A homeless man walked up and
stared at the girl up close. The girl blushed and turned her head, only to find more men surrounding her like dogs.
"Your face is really pretty." A taller man pressed his head against the girl's face, and the girl disgustedly turned her head
to the other side. Unexpectedly, a man was waiting there, his tongue immediately licking the girl's face,
leaving her smeared with saliva.
The girl still held her hands up as if bound, trying to back away, but found her path blocked
. Tang Yu, hiding to the side, watched her.
"Look at those breasts, hehe, even all the girls in those brothels combined couldn't compare."
"You even go to brothels?" a bodyguard said from the side. "You actually have the money to go in?"
"I don't have money, but I can still peek from afar, hehe. Let me tell you, I've even peeked into those
clubs only nobles can enter. Those women coming out, really..." He drooled as he spoke,
"I used to think those women were the most beautiful I'd ever seen, but compared to this, they're still a far
cry."
With that, the client, drooling, stared at the girl's erect breasts, then one of the bolder ones grabbed her
shirt. The girl tensed, stubbornly resisting, but dared not lower her hands. Thus, without her hands
, she could only offer slight resistance by swaying her body. Soon, her upper garment was ripped off,
revealing her completely exposed upper body.
"She even has nipple rings?" Besides her full breasts, people's attention was also drawn to the golden nipple rings
.
"It doesn't matter, look wherever you want, touch wherever you want, she's just a slave."
As soon as Tang Yu finished speaking, the crowd erupted in excitement.
"A slave, such a beautiful slave? She's totally a high-society girl." Even the vagrants here
instantly recognized the term "high-society socialite" upon seeing the girl.
"No, never mind, take her bottom off too!!" Taking advantage of the girl turning her head to glare at Tang Yu,
a man squatted down, grabbed her skirt with both hands, and ripped it off. Instantly, her naked lower body was revealed
, her full buttocks, long and shapely legs, and the honey-colored pubic area between her legs. But what made the men even more
unable to resist was that her lower body was completely naked, and between her spread legs, there was a trickle of vaginal fluid,
indicating that the girl was already aroused.
The girl's expression confirmed this; her face seemed to be struggling between humiliation and lust
, unwilling yet expectant, anticipating what was to come.
"Look, she has a ring down there too. I never thought that this seemingly strong and capable girl would be so wanton in private
." The girl had a sexy leg ring on one thigh, but what drew even more attention was
the gold ring on her clitoris. One of the men ran his hand up the girl's thigh; it was a beautiful leg, well-trained yet still
supple, with excellent skin, smooth to the touch.
"Ah, no, ah!!" the girl suddenly screamed. A customer had suddenly squatted down,
lifted one of her legs, raising it to a ninety-degree angle with her body, completely exposing her vulva to
everyone's view. Between the girl's legs, her red vulva was clearly visible, its flesh opening and
closing, exhaling hot air, and dripping with lustful fluid.
"So much fluid... so much fluid!"
"Don't look, no~" The girl raised her head in humiliation, closing her beautiful eyes. Completely naked, she
was being played with by the lowest of the low, a homeless man while in heat, making her almost die of shame. At the same time, her body, after being modified and trained
, trembled with lust, pleasure surging like a tidal wave to every nerve ending. The girl gritted
her teeth, but could not control herself.
This was her greatest fear. Slowly, after countless forced modifications, her body had firmly
memorized this feeling called pleasure, as if branded onto her flesh. This pleasure was something even
the strongest willpower could not resist, let alone with the Blood Egg constantly suppressing her resistance.
"Hey, look! What's that word on her forehead?" Suddenly, people noticed
letters written in Imperial script slowly appearing on the girl's forehead, which read: "Prostitute."
"Look, there are words on her chest too, haha." On the girl's breasts were written
the words "Free" and "Public." Then, on her lower abdomen was written "Flesh Toilet," on her thighs "Used Goods," and on her buttocks "Sow," among other
humiliating words. Most surprisingly, these insulting words became increasingly
pronounced as the girl's lust intensified.
"Hahaha, what a dashing girl, she's just a used, slutty woman, a free, public
slut!" People laughed, pointing at the words on the girl's body. Then one of them kicked the girl to
the ground, making her lie face down, and then entered her from behind.
"Even though she's a slut who's been fucked to pieces, she seems pretty tight. Turns out she's a natural gem,
a whore who can't be ruined no matter how much she's fucked?" The man quickly realized this as he entered the girl's body. The honeyed
hole he was inserting into was nothing like the loose, rotten flesh of ordinary brothels. He could feel
the tightness of the girl's vaginal walls inside, and each thrust of his glans brought a burning pleasure.
"Ah, ah, it's in, ah, ah~~" The beautiful girl beneath him moaned, but this stubborn and strong
girl only amplified the thrill of conquest. The others couldn't resist and crowded around.
Tang Yu watched all this from afar, seemingly admiring a beautiful scene.
"Work hard, Miss Murong, this is just the beginning."
...
Zhao Yuyang walked along the streets of Kurami, looking at the ruined city with disgust. His
impression of this city was extremely negative: noisy, damp, filthy, and the stench emanating from it was palpable
. He disliked the uncollected excrement scattered on the streets, the beggars squatting outside the walls, and
the graffiti: "Get out, poor people."
This was the worst city he had ever lived in, and he began to miss the clean and tidy avenues of Bianzhou and its
polite residents. It couldn't compare to Bianzhou, or even the capital of the Xionglu Duchy. The Xionglu capital was situated
on hills; although it was an ancient city with a chaotic urban plan, he loved the fusion of art and culture
—it was a truly international metropolis.
He had never been to the capital of the Black Goat Kingdom, but he had heard it was clean and tidy. The most striking feature of the city
was its starkness; everything was black, with sharp-angled buildings rising and falling, often divided into many layers,
but with very small gaps between them. A single block often had three or more layers, which made one feel quite constrained.
But regardless, it was very clean.
However, what upset him even more than the terrible environment was the conversation he had just had. Qingluan had told him many
stories about Misera, and he learned that his goddess was actually a
woman who loved reading, small animals, and fairy tales. This was hard for him to accept; he couldn't reconcile her image with that of the war goddess who once held the idols of the capital
.
"Hmph, the fairy tales of Meiling and Ailing? That's child's play!" Zhao Yuyang angrily kicked a
stone, then realized he had arrived in a slum, but even so late, there were still so many people.
"Hey, everyone's waiting. That bitch's really something, so many guys and she still hasn't been taken down."
"Yeah, she's the most resilient bitch I've ever seen. Half a day has passed, so many guys
taking turns and she still hasn't been brought down. But she's so cheap, look at her."
"I heard she used to be a princess, I think from the Duchy of the Stag."
"Misella, huh? Maybe. But now everyone in town is fucking all sorts of Misellas. As long as
a prostitute claims her name is Misella, she'll be working herself to the bone all day." The vagrants'
whispers caught Zhao Yuyang's attention. His heart sank, and he nervously made his way towards the most concentrated part of the crowd.
At the far end of the dirtiest corner of the street, the largest crowd had gathered. Zhao Yuyang suppressed his nausea and finally squeezed through
the crowd, finally seeing a young, beautiful red-haired girl being raped by men in the center. All around were naked
men lying on the ground. A girl lay on the ground like a bitch, a tall man
fucking her from behind. While she ate leftover food covered in semen and urine, she appeared both
lewd and filthy.
Her long red hair was covered in semen and semen. On her face was written "prostitute," and on her breasts were
the words "free" and "public," though now illegible. On her flat stomach was written "public toilet," and
on her full buttocks were the words "sow" and "lowly dog"—her entire body was covered in insults.
And the owner of this body, seemingly the lowest and filthiest in the city, was his goddess.
The Red Emperor Stone, born of the Empire's fire, the most beautiful woman, the Unburnt, the Lord of the Dragon Riders—Misera.
The man took a step back, looking at Misera's current depraved state. What he found most unbearable was that the girl's
face was filled with a hazy lust and infatuation, completely devoid of her former dignified demeanor.
"Ha, ha, ha, so, so durable, I, I can't take it anymore." The man behind her,
too tired to even touch her buttocks, directly inserted his penis into her vagina, letting the girl actively
respond to his penis. Meanwhile, she lay on the ground like a bitch, dazedly eating
what even the lowest prostitute wouldn't eat.
At this moment, another man walked in front of the girl, then stepped on her head, pinning her to a
plate of semen-filled food, followed by a shove of urine on her. The red-haired girl, in a trance
, opened her mouth and laughed as she drank it all.
Zhao Yuyang turned around and almost staggered as he disappeared into the street.
...
The next day, at dawn, the girl slowly opened her eyes.
Covered in semen, her strength completely exhausted, she had been subjected to a brutal night of violence. Countless penises
had entered and exited her body, and she had swallowed even more urine. Her face was even smeared with a thick
layer of urine and semen, the dried, milky-white fluid clinging to her skin, making
it incredibly difficult to even open her eyes. Excessive dehydration made her mouth parched and painful, her nasal passages and entire body reeking of a foul stench
, and waves of nausea almost made her dizzy.
The feeling of lust she had experienced then felt both real and unreal. The girl raised
her head in a daze. She didn't know why all this was happening to her, or what she was clinging to—reputation,
family, hope, and future—for her, everything was gone.
Was it for the Blazing Knights? The girl didn't know. Having lost her country and family, perhaps this was her only
remaining hope? The girl tried to open her eyes, but the thick layer of semen made it almost impossible to see. She tried to stand up
, but immediately collapsed to the ground.
Why, to live? The girl pondered absently, and for some reason, her favorite
fairy tale resurfaced in her mind.
It was the fairy tale of Meiling, the adventure of the female knight Meiling.
There was a scene where the female knight collapsed to the ground, the powerful magic almost overwhelming her. When everyone thought all
hope was lost, Meiling rose again, a fiery red sword in her hand, her will strong and
resolute. Because behind her, her companions supported her, and there were those waiting for her.
Those waiting for me… The girl leaned against the wall to stand up.
In fairy tales, it's always like this: when facing immense evil, companions never abandon each other, they always stay together.
What sustained her was hope.
Qingluan… At this moment, the girl thought of her maid, the
little maid she had grown up with, the one who knew her best, the lovely girl.
She… was here, in this city…
Her memories blurred, but she clearly remembered seeing Qingluan that night…
Qingluan was waiting for me… that beautiful, mischievous little maid…
Misera walked forward step by step, as if she could see her face, and then she continued forward, finally
finding Qingluan.
The maid lay on the ground, a cold corpse, naked, her entire body covered in semen.
Misera held Qingluan's body, seemingly unaware of what had happened…
…
Meanwhile, in a western desert city, a lewd feast came to an end.
Princess Lindis straddled a rope, having walked round and round, the blind, enemasted
girl walking on the knotted ropes. Beside her, her maid Asha was forced to
lie naked on all fours, a large dildo inserted into her vagina. Upon closer inspection, however, this
dildo was unusual; it had a wind-up mechanism at the end, and
an hourglass stood upright on Asha's smooth back.
Lindis was using almost her last strength to push forward, leaving a long, wet trail of semen behind her
. Slowly, she became indifferent to the pain of the knots, only the excruciating abdominal
cramps continued to torment her.
However, no matter how hard the poor princess tried, her exhausted body was at its limit. When the slave
owner smiled, reached out, grasped the rope, and gave it a gentle shake, the enema fluid tightly sealed within her vagina,
along with the near-limitless fatigue, overwhelmed Lindis's last line of defense. The princess's vision went black, and
a large amount of fluid gushed from her opening as she collapsed.
By then, the hourglass had run out.
The princess fell to the ground, watching helplessly as a sharp knife pierced the maid's heart.

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