[Urban] Lan Xiuxing's Legend - 10-12

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Lina's Work.

After Ellie, Allen, and their six companions entered the villa, they were not subjected to my advances and began learning the villa's rules.

All the female slaves who came to my territory, without my special instructions, had to undergo various trainings. In addition to various points of service to me, they also had to be trained by Lina.

Lina was the housekeeper assigned to me by the Queen Mother. Her tasks were numerous, and all of them were internal affairs, which were not things that the female slaves who had learned social experience could do well, let alone the priests, magicians, and battle maidens of the temple. Only those trained by Her Majesty the Queen and the inner circle of the Dark family could take over her work.

Every day, she had to arrange different female slaves to prepare food for me, assign battle maidens and magicians to suck my genitals, conduct animalization training for each female slave, arrange my learning courses and teachers, regularly arrange for battle maidens and magicians to practice with me, maintain contact with the Queen Mother and report on my progress, and so on.

I have become increasingly wanton in my treatment of the female slaves other than her, Yue, Lala, and a few others. This made Lina both happy and sad. As a fellow female animal, she naturally hoped that other female animals would also be slaughtered quickly and beautifully. However, since I came of age, Her Majesty the Queen had given her more responsibilities, because more and more wealthy women were getting older. They had long heard that I always slaughtered female animals quickly and beautifully, and naturally hoped to meet their end here, rather than be executed by other women.

Lina's desire to be eaten by me became increasingly distant, which confirmed her previous suspicions. This frustrated her greatly.

"Why doesn't Her Majesty send someone else? Everyone wants to cut in line." The centaurs are really good at being trained, always being forced to eat so much. During the rare waiting time, Lina rested her chin on her hands, looking at the six shy, uneasy, trembling centaurs opposite her, her eyes glazed over.

Her Highness said she wanted to make me into a celestial maiden scattering flowers on a teppanyaki grill. Lina didn't know if she was looking forward to it or fearing it, and she became obsessed with the thought.

The "Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers" technique isn't particularly strange. It involves binding the female animal's hands and suspending her high up, then plunging a long spear with many barbs deep into her vagina. The sharp spear churns inside her, smashing her internal organs into a jumbled mess, before suddenly pulling them and other parts out, creating a shower of blood that falls into a large basin below. Then, pieces of flesh are cut off and fried directly on a hot plate.

A simple yet stimulating dish; even just thinking about it makes one's mouth water.

But His Highness went even further. His "Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers" involved restraining the female animal under her ribs with a restraint board, her arms and shoulders above the board, while her entire body below the breasts was suspended in mid-air below. Although she wasn't blindfolded, she couldn't see anything below and was completely at his mercy.

That unseen unease and unknown fear were more tormenting than the physical pain. She constantly imagined the sharp spear piercing her body from all directions, and the suspended female animal was always gushing with vaginal fluid—it was utterly humiliating.

Imagine, at some unknown moment, a long spear with barbs pierces your body through your vagina, anus, lower abdomen, lower back, or thigh, slowly pulling out all your secrets, tearing your flesh and internal organs apart, or a dozen spears simultaneously piercing your body, then twisting and pulling at your organs and flesh, causing your blood to flow everywhere. You can only helplessly endure extreme pain. Suddenly, the spears are withdrawn at the same time, and countless barbs instantly tear you into mangled flesh, turning you into pieces of food, finally placed on an iron plate to be fried into delicious meat, and served to His Highness for him to taste…

His Highness must be possessed by Rahim's spirit, no, his methods are even more sophisticated than Rahim's. His ability to manipulate the minds of female beasts has surpassed those of the great nobles.

Lina felt her chair getting wet again.

The six women collapsed to the ground one after another in shame and embarrassment, making dull thuds, water occasionally gushing from their mouths. The six poor centaurs lay on their sides, kicking wildly, their anuses firmly plugged with enema guns, which continued to relentlessly pour water into their bodies. Their bodies were swollen to a third of their original size, their eyes rolling back in pain. The backflow of water filled their bellies, churning upwards from their stomachs, causing them to vomit forcefully every now and then.

Realizing she had been distracted, Lina quickly turned off the water valves, locked the enema locks, and pulled out the guns one by one. A powerful jet of water gushed from their anuses, shooting over two meters. "

What a spectacle! Your Highness must have never seen such a spectacular enema performance," Lina thought mischievously, sticking out her tongue. "

If Your Highness knew, wouldn't you be angry?"

The thought of His Highness confining her to the villa's largest backyard, surrounded by hundreds of female slaves watching her as her belly swelled with fluids, causing her to sweat profusely in agony, forbidden to urinate but unable to use a plug, with His Highness standing behind her, whipping her buttocks with a thin whip, yet too afraid to beg for mercy, her pitiful state mocked by the female slaves she usually disciplined. Finally, His Highness would accurately strike her clitoris with the whip, sending an uncontrollable orgasm rushing to her head, causing her to scream as three streams of fluid simultaneously gushed from her urethra, vagina, and anus, witnessed by His Highness and the female slaves.

Lina involuntarily clenched her legs, feeling even more nectar flowing from her shameful vagina.

"Hmm, let them rest a bit more," she thought. "Hopefully they won't complain to His Highness, or they'll be in big trouble." Looking at the six women who had collapsed weakly, Lina instructed her assistant and butler to take care of them before leaving the basement.

Lina went to the kitchen, where a dozen or so female slaves stood naked in a row, awaiting her selection.

Today's dozen or so female slaves are all mages. Their bodies are delicate, and their flesh is tender, making them a good choice for an easily digestible breakfast. His Highness likes to make meat porridge with their soft, tender flesh, paired with melt-in-your-mouth cuts for breakfast.

Lina carefully examines the female slaves' bodies, considering which is the best ingredient. They are all excellent mages, but that doesn't mean they are all excellent ingredients; she needs to carefully select them. They are usually very obedient to her, trying their best to please her, hoping it will be their turn soon.

On one hand, she is responsible for serving His Highness in various tasks, and on the other hand, she is a female slave of the same status as herself. Sometimes, it is really difficult.

She wants them to receive His Highness's favor as she does when they pass away, or receive His Highness's ravenous praise, or at the very least, make His Highness happy. On the other hand, she cannot take care of every sister, and can only give each one a little less. After all, there is only one His Highness, but there are too many sisters. Even if fifty are executed a day, there are still five thousand waiting outside.

Alas, His Highness is so lazy, shirking his responsibilities at will, passively accepting his sisters' advances.

He has to work harder, squeezing in opportunities for his sisters to have more contact with him. Fortunately, His Highness is soft-hearted, knowing everyone's struggles, and can't bear to refuse, letting them do their little tricks.

"Sisters, are you all ready?" Lina asked gently.

"Ready, Lady Lina."

"Lady Lina, what are you planning to make for His Highness's breakfast today? What do you think of my breasts? They're the biggest; cutting them off and making breast porridge would be delicious." One of the female beasts proudly puffed out her chest; her breasts were the largest among them, full, round, and heavy—clearly excellent breast ingredients.

"Hmm, not bad." Lina stroked them carefully for a while and nodded. "Your breasts can be made into a breast porridge. Since we've already made them, let's not waste them. Cut off your neck and make it into grilled neck meat, and make boneless willow twigs from your loin. His Highness will definitely like it. As for your vulva, it's too thin, so I can only share it with the other sisters.

However, one of your buttocks can be cut off and mixed with the other sisters' to make hand-pulled meat."

"Lady Lina, I'm already very satisfied that His Highness can eat so much of my food. The rest can be divided among the sisters as they see fit." The female beast who dared to recommend herself was very satisfied with her result.

Two chefs dragged the large-breasted female animal to the guillotine, laid her on her back, and fastened the choke, making her lie as far back as possible so that most of her neck would be left intact when the blade fell, making it easier to cut her up for further processing. They then bound her wrists and ankles wide apart. Lina continued selecting other ingredients, and a plump-bottomed young girl caught her attention. She carefully kneaded and examined her, noticing that this girl's buttocks and legs were much larger than those of other girls her age, and her vulva was very long. Although her body was delicate, she was a naturally resilient female animal for cunnilingus.

"This girl's buttocks are so excellent, what do you want to make her into?" Lina wanted to ask her own wishes first.

"Lady Lina, as long as His Highness is willing to execute me, I'll do anything. If that's not possible, as long as he can eat me, that's enough. The rest, Lady Lina, please arrange it," the plump-bottomed young girl replied.

Lina smiled and stroked her vulva. "Little sister is naturally resilient; she should be able to withstand His Highness's unrestrained venting once. I want to cut off your hands and legs and distribute them to the other sisters.

You'll be a human stump to temporarily decorate His Highness's carriage. Once His Highness is in the carriage, he'll naturally execute you by sucking your vulva. How about that?"

"Yes, I'll follow your arrangements, sister," the girl obediently nodded in agreement. Immediately, two chefs took her to the crafts department for dismemberment and treatment. After her arms and legs were cut off, a priest would quickly heal her, and she would become a human stump unrecognizable. Holding her would be like holding a large pillow.

This was something Lina had discovered in the past two days: His Highness always had a great fondness for restrained or inherently powerless female slaves. Since reaching adulthood, His Highness's desires had been released, and he had become somewhat brutal.

By this time, the female animal under the guillotine was already moaning softly from the insertion of the dildo, occasionally letting out painful cries. The breast-crushing ruler was easily slapped in the hands of the war maiden chef. They could use special techniques to crush the unsuspecting inside of the breasts, leaving the skin undamaged. Soon, the breasts would be cut open from the side, and the milk inside would flow out like freshly squeezed juice, making it easy to proceed with the next step of cooking.

Ordinary nobles rarely had the opportunity to eat such refined breast meat. They usually just cut off the breasts directly and then hollowed out the flesh with a knife before cooking, a level far beyond Her Highness's.

The skillful teasing of her lower body caused her to continuously accumulate pleasure. As soon as she reached orgasm, the heavy blade above her head would fall, severing her neck as easily as cutting paper. This treatment, which combined multiple sensations, made her unable to control her ecstatic moans. After her head was cut off, the chef would immediately cut off the remaining section of her neck, then hang her body upside down, draining the blood while cutting her spine and buttocks to ensure that the fresh meat was removed and cooked as soon as possible. Then came the simple gutting and cutting, dividing the meat into many portions and steaming them to make steamed meat for the many sisters.

Most of the female slaves who came here were rather plump.

Two more large-breasted female slaves were selected and, along with the one in front, were made into a milk and meat porridge and several other dishes; this should be enough for His Highness. The other sisters would have to wait for another time.

A chef brought over a dildo, "Sister, many of us haven't had the chance to be favored by His Highness. This dildo is modeled after His Highness's size when he was shrunk. It will hurt a little when you insert it, sister. Many sisters have relied on it to get through the pain of cooking. Would you like to try it?"

"Mmm." The female slave nodded, opened her mouth and took the dildo in, trying to lubricate it. One hand teased her clitoris at her vulva, while two fingers smeared lubricant on her vulva.

Next, Lina began to look through His Highness's lesson schedule.

"Makoto should have her tutoring this morning. Yumei took up her time again last night; she must be getting impatient. Seeing her lying on the bed like a dead fish waiting for His Highness's advances last night was pitiful. But Yumei is also quite pitiful; she fainted at such a good opportunity and even lost her chance to be fertilized. Sometimes it's better not to be too stubborn." "Literary theory class, His Highness will definitely go crazy, hehe, who should we send? Last time, the younger sister must have deliberately angered His Highness to make him hang himself." "Hmm, social and international affairs trends. Why are all the classes like this today? His Highness definitely won't like it. Oh well, maybe His Majesty should send a female official in charge of diplomacy. The situation is unstable now, so this class is still necessary; don't skip it." "This afternoon… um, swordsmanship instruction, hehe, this is going to be fun. Yumei is definitely sexually frustrated right now; let her give His Highness a private lesson. They'll definitely fight… Should we send two battle maidens as her assistants?" "Lina scratched her head in distress. "Forget it, let Yu Mei choose two subordinates from the Yu generation herself. Being too competitive isn't a good thing. We can just have them execute them in the end. Yu Mei, you owe your sister a favor this time.

" "And... female shaping gymnastics? There's no class then. How about we change it to anatomy class, dissecting centaurs?

It's rare that His Highness is interested in centaurs. Maybe His Highness will even try it out first. Let them discuss the candidates themselves." Lina finalized today's schedule with some notes and handed it over to the assistant butler to carry it out.

"Huh? What's this?" A folder was at the bottom of the schedule, and Lina curiously flipped through it.

"Notification and authorization for forming a guard. The date is yesterday afternoon. Three thousand guards can be formed initially. Did Yu Mei bring this over? Oh~~ I know, Yu Mei took the opportunity to sneak a bite last night. Hmph, now the female beasts' ranks have expanded fivefold. This is really troublesome." Lina felt her future was bleak. With so many female guards, and given her own administrative abilities, His Highness wouldn't eat her. She could only bear His Highness's children.

"This is..." There was another document below, "Mutant giant insect? In addition to various dangerous beasts and plants in the forest, a kind of insect that likes to eat people and wild animals has appeared. It is very large, moves quickly, and some have hard shells and sharp long spines. There are many of them... It borders Duke Tom's territory, and it is suspected that Duke Tom is conducting dangerous experiments... It seems very scary. Let His Highness see for himself." "

Today I also need to discuss the graduation ceremony with His Highness. We must hold a grand slaughter ceremony."

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Make-up Lessons - Graduation Ceremony

Today's breakfast was very sumptuous: milk and meat porridge, three female beasts' hand-grabbed rump meat, tenderloin, and charcoal-grilled neck meat, which should be from the same three female beasts. I was very satisfied with the meal. Lina's cooking is getting better and better. Sigh, I really can't bear to slaughter her.

Just after I finished cleaning up the leftovers, Makoto stood next to me, pouting and glaring at me angrily.

"Hmm? Makoto, is today your class?" I looked at Makoto, who was only wearing a light pink transparent robe, and wondered why she was wearing such an outfit today. It covered her whole body, but it was completely transparent, making her look incredibly alluring. Was she trying to seduce me or reject me?

"No, it's to make up for yesterday's class." Makoto emphasized the word "yesterday" and pulled me to the study for class.

"Yesterday... oh dear, I... hehe, Makoto, don't be angry." I hugged Makoto tightly.

"Hmph." She turned her head away unhappily and said seriously, "It's time for class. I have other classes later."

"Okay, what class is it today?" I pulled up her robe and slipped my hand inside.

"It's a make-up class." Makoto stubbornly corrected me.

"Hmm, you're wet." My fingers slipped into her vagina and found that she was ready.

Makoto shuddered, glaring at me angrily. "Class begins!"

"Alright, alright, class begins. Teacher Makoto should sit down to teach, right? Come on, sit here." I spread Makoto's legs, making her sit on my penis with her back to me.

Makoto was tough on the outside, but she was actually quite soft down there. My penis slid smoothly into her vagina, where it was tightly enveloped.

Mmm, that feels so good.

Makoto seemed completely unaffected by my subtle movements, simply opening her book and earnestly beginning her lesson.

However, after swallowing my penis, she seemed to improve considerably, her expression softening.

In Lanxiuxing's schools, there are graduation ceremonies for male students, a kind of "slaughter." Typically, males graduate at fifteen, automatically becoming nobles, needing only to register with the Queen and receive their investiture. Some males, while enjoying the flesh of female animals, rarely handle them themselves. Some are playful, some can't bear it, some fear bloodshed, and others dislike soiling their bodies and clothes, preferring to have sex with healthy, lively female animals.

To help them overcome this, classmates, teachers, and family members celebrate their graduation, becoming their slaughtering targets. Thus, each graduation ceremony is a grand spectacle, a large-scale artificial slaughter party, very popular with the female animals.

Gradually, this practice became customary and was incorporated into the school rules of various countries and schools. Upon reaching adulthood, a man could freely choose female animals to be used as furniture, decorations, sculptures, sex toys, and even as genitalia.

Many male graduates would hire professional leatherworkers to select female animals for them, skin them, and make them into sofas and mattresses. Some even hired plastids to create sculptures of female animals to place in their courtyards or fountains. In short, anything they could imagine was acceptable. The bodies of the female animals could remain permanently in the homes of nobles, used for decoration and various other items.

To acclimate men to the slaughter of women, they devised many variations for them to choose from, such as cooking competitions, hanging meat forests, steel meat forests, gladiatorial contests, and sports meets.

The cooking competition involved inviting many chefs who would provide professional guidance to the men on how to select the best parts of the female animals. The men would then cut the parts themselves for the chefs to prepare, or the chefs could assist with the slaughtering and skinning.

In each cooking competition, it was impossible for a male to finish all the meat he selected, so others would help eat it, and the best chef would be chosen. If the noble was satisfied, he could take the chef home to cook for him.

The "Hanging Meat Forest" involved constructing a whole or row of gallows, where men could freely choose their favorite female animals and send them to the gallows. All the platforms would open simultaneously, allowing the men to select and observe the women as they danced on the gallows. If they were satisfied, they could be taken down and dealt with otherwise.

There were several variations of the "Iron Meat Forest."

One involved constructing a neat platform or a row of seats with rows of piercing rods neatly arranged on it, just large enough for the female animals to swallow. Then, people below the platform or seats would slowly pierce upwards with the rods at the noble's command. When the blood-stained tips appeared all at once in the female animal's mouth, the spectacular sight would elicit enthusiastic applause.

One method involves a bed of needles and an iron maiden. Men who enjoy bleeding female animals would place them on an iron bed with many small holes. A bed of needles, densely packed with long needles, could be attached to the iron bed. The woman was bound to the iron bed and watched as it slowly descended, piercing through various parts of her body and fitting into the iron bed. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't escape being riddled with needles.

This method instilled extreme fear, but the woman experienced little pain. Her brain, heart, and neck would be instantly pierced and destroyed, leading to death. After the bed of needles was attached, a large amount of blood would flow out, collecting in a large vat through a blood trough. He could then transport the blood back for a shower or bath that evening. It was said that bathing in the blood of a terrified woman would greatly increase a man's libido.

The Iron Maiden method of execution is similar to the Bed of Needles, but it only executes one female animal at a time. It's usually a standing execution, where the Iron Maiden stands inside a human-shaped iron cabinet. The cabinet door is covered in long needles, and once closed, a large amount of blood can be seen flowing from a blood trough at the bottom.

Gladiator tournaments are a favorite among combat-loving men, and also a favorite among the female animals. They wield shields and swords, wearing some armor, and are protected by two or three warrior maidens who "duel" a group of female animals. The female animals are usually naked, though some have painted armor designs on them. Their weapons are fragile cork sticks or shields and helmets made of thick cardboard. The warrior maidens protecting the men are mostly archers; they try to avoid approaching the men, only intervening to repel the female animals' attacks when in danger.

Although gladiatorial tournaments waste a lot of beautiful meat each time, the damaged and soiled meat, entrails, and blood are either wasted or sent to factories to be used as animal feed. However, due to its high level of participation, tension, and interaction between female slaves and males, it is the most popular, with many female slaves willing to be "heroic" fighters who "die in battle." In reality, the female slaves almost never attack, or make only symbolic attacking gestures, offering their softest and most beautiful parts to the male's sword.

Unless the male's attack speed is too slow, the warrior protecting him will not force back the charging female slaves. The female slaves will also charge in order, rather than rushing in and being shot or cut down indiscriminately. Most female slaves will patiently wait for the female slaves in front to be chopped into human stumps before continuing.

Another type is the sports meet, which, as the name suggests, is a competition for female slaves. Excellent female slaves or "food" are selected through specific events, such as "breast pinball" and "breast suspension" competitions to compare breast elasticity and resilience. The sports meet includes speed competitions like the "Steel Wire Waist-Severing Race," "Steel Wire Neck-Severing Race," and "Chain Impaling Race," as well as endurance competitions like the "Long Intestine Race," "Fire-Fired Log Bridge," and "Extreme Enema Race." It also tests agility and energy with events like "Dodge Arrow Rain," "Dodge Throwing Spears," and "Intestineless Climbing," among others.

The number of events increases over time. Male and female participants can submit their ideas to the school, which, along with the male participants, selects and announces the events. Female participants can register freely or be nominated by the male participants. During the competition, male participants can also add events, with female participants registering and nominating them.

Sometimes, the sports meet is combined with a cooking competition. Some male gourmets are very picky about ingredients and like to choose their ingredients based on the quality of the female participants' flesh. Some of them are not skilled cooks and waste the ingredients they obtained through the competition, so the chefs prepare the food. The sports meet also provides an opportunity to choose a chef they like.

There are many other methods of handling graduation ceremonies, but because they are inefficient and cannot be carried out on a large scale, they are only implemented sporadically during the ceremony as embellishments. Examples include beheading, dismemberment, tearing apart legs, dismemberment by five men, and being thrown from a high place.

"We were talking about graduation ceremonies yesterday. Graduation ceremonies are divided into male and female graduation ceremonies... Don't move around, don't take off my clothes, you bad guy. You're not allowed to take off the teacher's clothes during class." Makoto squeezed my penis while seriously lecturing me, but her hands gripped her transparent robe tightly as if protecting her chastity, preventing me from succeeding.

She was dressed so alluringly, yet she accused me of touching her; she was so hypocritical.

"Okay, okay, then, Makoto-sensei, what's the difference between male and female graduation ceremonies?" I was in the wrong, so I could only keep her robe on and reach inside to caress her wantonly.

"The graduation ceremony for women is a formal ceremony. Those who pass the exams are registered, and then they can leave school to find jobs on their own, or apply for on-campus employment." Makoto swayed her hips gently, her face serious and earnest.

"What about those who don't pass?" I noticed that Makoto's patience was much stronger than yesterday; she was practically unmoved by my teasing. Logically, she should have gone limp after just a few touches. Did her stamina increase after losing her virginity? Or was she just less sensitive to my touch because of anger?

"Women who don't pass can't graduate, but they must leave school at twelve. So, according to the law, they must be registered as female slaves, and a execution notice is issued. Within a month, they must report to the factory that the school partners with, or they can be executed at the school cafeteria."

"What if they don't report? How do we know if they've been slaughtered?"

"The school's notification slip includes a reply slip. The factory collects the slip during slaughter and then regularly returns it to the school. If any female animal doesn't attend, she'll be severely punished, and she won't be able to become a female animal even if she wants to."

"Makoto is an excellent graduate, and she's also my female animal. If you receive a notification one day, you'll have to come to me for processing." I gave her a hard nudge.

Makoto's pretty face flushed slightly. "Women's graduation ceremonies are simpler, while men's are completely different." "

Men's graduation ceremonies are supposedly large-scale female animal slaughter parties, is that true?" In recent years, many men from Sky Blue City have been sent to other regions, or to more remote elementary schools for graduation ceremonies. I've never actually attended any, only heard about them.

"Yes, the purpose of the male graduation ceremony is to prepare men for slaughtering female livestock. On that day, regardless of whether a man has prior slaughtering experience, he must personally slaughter many female livestock."

"So, you slaughter hundreds of female livestock one by one? In what form? By beheading or hanging?"

"No, the ceremony has several forms, mainly five categories: a chef competition, a hanging meat forest, a steel meat forest, a gladiatorial contest, and a sports meet. It basically covers all forms of execution of female livestock, just on a larger scale, and is a formal slaughtering ceremony."

"Hmm, I know the first three, but what does the gladiatorial contest mean? Does it mean making female livestock fight each other? Like in a gladiatorial arena?" There are also many gladiatorial contests in Sky Blue City, and many women who crave the thrill of combat like to participate, mainly in one-on-one or team-on-team battles.

"The principle is the same, except it's one man against all the women."

"What do you mean by 'all the women'? Ten? Or a hundred?"

"It means all the women who are willing to attend, including teachers, guests, and graduating students."

"How is that possible! If everyone vomited blood, the men would drown." I slammed Makoto onto the table, lifted her robe, and slapped her buttocks several times.

"Ugh. Don't hit the teachers." After I finished, Makoto pouted and acted coquettishly.

"Tell the truth, or I'll fuck you to death." I grabbed her waist and thrust into her.

"Ahhh, slow down... no, we won't be able to finish today's class."

I helplessly pulled her back onto my lap. "Tell me."

"Hmph, I won't tell you." Makoto turned her head away in a huff. Although she was a year older than me and more knowledgeable, Makoto was still a child at heart.

"Won't tell me? Then get up." I held her waist, pretending to pull my penis out.

"You, I'll tell you. In the gladiatorial tournament, the men are fully armed, while the female slaves carry only symbolic weapons and armor."

Makoto held my hand tightly, refusing to get up. She was used to being connected to me. "In the past, the female slaves in the gladiatorial tournament would willingly let the men kill them to train their attack techniques. They usually didn't put up much resistance. If there was an attack or danger, the guards could kill the dangerous female slaves."

"Isn't that a one-sided slaughter? But such a method of slaughter wastes a lot of the female slaves' flesh. Aren't they just decomposed into feed or something?"

"Yes, but it's very exciting, and there's interaction between both sides. So what if it's wasted? How many female slaves can get a perfect end?" Makoto sighed helplessly.

"Oh, so what's this sports meet? Is it the same as the usual school sports meets?"

"No, the regular sports meets are for internal use only; outsiders can watch but can't participate. The graduation sports meet is for selecting female livestock, and it's all about slaughter, so it's for both internal and external use.

Because it's held less often, it's simply called the Slaughter Sports Meet. The sports meet is quite nice. There are many interesting competitions; Your Highness, I'm sure you'll enjoy it. If you select high-quality ingredients, you can even cook them on the spot.

Everyone's enthusiasm will be even higher."

"Oh, what kinds of events are there?"

Makoto flipped through the book for me; it contained various targeted events. Rather than a sports meet, it was more like a large-scale interactive slaughter party.

Regular sports meets are normal athletic competitions. If slaughter is involved, it's usually determined by setting up bets, such as the loser or class receiving slaughter or training.

This graduation sports meet uses slaughter-style events to turn participants into food, slaughtering them directly during the competition. But since it's a male graduation ceremony, female livestock from both inside and outside the school actively participate. In this way, the female slaves outside the school actually have an advantage. Their bodies are more mature, and they have more experience in slaughtering. However, the purpose of this sports meet is to train the men, so there's no need to worry too much about anything else.

"Hmm, this sports meet seems quite interesting. Why don't I hold a sports meet myself? Tell me about these events in detail."

"Okay. These events are divided into several categories: breast elasticity and resilience, body flexibility, balance, competition, endurance, and speed."

As Makoto explained each event, I could clearly feel her excitement. Her constant writhing relieved her sexual arousal, and the honeyed flesh in her vagina massaged my penis from all angles. Especially when she talked about being cut in half or beheaded by a barbed wire while running at full speed, she couldn't hold back anymore and started thrusting wildly on my penis. After a while, she still felt it wasn't exciting enough, so she grabbed my hand and pressed it against her snow-white neck, making me pinch her.

I scooped her up and pinned her to the ground, gripping her neck with both hands. My penis thrust rapidly into her vagina. Makoto, struggling to breathe, gripped my arms excitedly, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist. Although I didn't completely stop her breathing, her eyes still rolled back. After a dozen more thrusts, Makoto's body convulsed, her vagina contracting wildly, streams of nectar shooting onto my vulva. I released my semen, filling her womb. A full

ten minutes passed before Makoto regained consciousness, finding herself hanging upside down on a pregnancy support frame, seemingly in a carriage on the way to the sperm bank.

"Ugh—what will His Highness think of me? I got a little too excited this time." Makoto covered her burning face, thinking regretfully, "Will His Highness hold a sports meet? Will he let me participate?"

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Three-Person Sword Formation

The morning classes ended quickly. The second period was my dreaded literature class. A literature teacher from the school came to my study to give me a lesson.

To skip class, you have to render the teacher incapable of lecturing. I pinned the literature teacher to my desk, fucked her until she was exhausted, then hung her on the gallows. She obediently cooperated as I put the noose on her, and when I loosened it, she was suspended in mid-air.

I didn't tie her hands and feet, but she was already weak from my fucking. Exhausted on the gallows, she struggled for five minutes before falling silent. Pale yellow urine dripped onto the carpet, her face flushed, and a tongue slightly protruding from her mouth. Her firm breasts had also become paler.

After teaching literature for several years and mastering the basics of everyday literature, I lost interest in all the other branches of the subject. Each lesson ended with the teacher being hanged, but the school persisted; almost every class had literature teachers vying to teach. For some reason, there were many women who wanted to be literature teachers; even after I hanged dozens, more kept coming. Was it

because most nobles disliked literature classes? That way, they would be executed by the nobles themselves?

After lunch, I went to the training room in the basement for my favorite swordsmanship lesson in the afternoon.

I used to get thoroughly bullied by Yu Mei in class. She excelled in swordsmanship, fist techniques, movement, formations, and strategy; I believed she would be just as outstanding on the battlefield. However, this excellence was built upon my repeated defeats. I always ended class injured, even though I used relatively low-damage wooden swords. In the hands of Yu Mei, with her profound inner strength, they were still incredibly lethal.

Over a year ago, Yu Mei and I were basically evenly matched. My progress was rapid, and I gradually forced her to a draw using various methods. The thought of fighting a top member of the Jade Maiden Sect to a standstill gave me a great sense of accomplishment. Starting

this year, I can defeat her. However, I'm still a minor, so defeating her won't do much—just a physical examination or a few spanks before class ends.

Yesterday, Yu Mei offered herself to me, becoming my female slave, and I even had sex with her. She'll probably be much more obedient today.

How should I bully her? First, I'll give her an enema, then make her practice a set of palm techniques—no, movement techniques, please. Or should I insert a fake penis in both the front and back, and then have her perform a sword dance...? Hehe, too many methods make it harder to choose.

In the basement, Yu Mei was solemnly and quietly instructing ten female warriors. Upon entering, they all stopped.

Today, Yu Mei and the ten warriors were all naked, their hair simply tied up, each with a thin bandage around their moderately sized breasts, and their hands and feet were bandaged down to their wrists. Each of them held an ordinary soldier's iron sword, not as sharp and strong as the ones they used, but still very lethal to ordinary people.

Although Yu Mei and the warriors were completely naked, it was clearly the attire of warriors fighting to the death in the arena. Exposing all weaknesses, only ensuring the strength of their hands and feet, and the agility of their bodies, an outfit for a fight to the death.

The ten warriors were all nervously eager to try.

"Teacher Yu Mei, why are there so many people today? Isn't it supposed to be a private lesson?" I looked at their excited appearance with curiosity.

Yu Mei, with a businesslike demeanor, said, "Your Highness, you are now an adult. Starting today, your swordsmanship lessons will be more practical, as men rarely have the opportunity for one-on-one combat. They are all my subordinates, numbered Yu Yi to Yu Yi Ling. You don't need to know their names. They will form a three-person sword formation with me using ordinary iron swords. Each time one falls, another will take their place until they are all dead."

"What if they are just knocked down? What if they lose their fighting ability?"

"If they are not dead, you can suck their genitals or kill them directly. In short, it won't end until everyone except me is completely dead or crippled. Also, you are not allowed to use magic." "

Oh, is that so? Then I'll be constantly surrounded and attacked?" I looked at the resolute Yu Mei with some annoyance. I originally thought I could have some fun toying with this seemingly cold but actually warm-hearted teacher, but I didn't expect her to have her helpers surround me.

Yu Mei, with an air of self-righteousness, said, "As a man, when attacked, you're bound to be surrounded. How could you possibly have a squad of men cooperating with you? This is also to train your survival skills."

I was speechless. Although the scenario Yu Mei described was unlikely to happen, as a noblewoman, she would naturally consider extreme situations. Her intention to create such a scenario was logically sound, and there was no need to argue with her in her class. Fine, I can beat her; adding a few more people wouldn't make a difference. Those battle maidens are far inferior to her.

"Then, what weapon will I use?"

Yu Mei glared. "No weapon. You want to seize one yourself. With your physical defenses, you're practically invincible, and you still want a weapon!"

Ugh—this is revenge!

Last night, I gave her an enema and "trained" her, and even after knocking her unconscious, I didn't ejaculate before she did.

And today, the retribution is coming.

"Yu Mei…" I feigned a pitiful look and reached out to touch her breasts.

"Class is in session. Call me Teacher Yumei." Yumei took a step back, turning her head away from me. The ten battle maidens beside her pursed their lips, not daring to laugh out loud.

"Last night, it was clearly your stamina that was lacking..."

"Shut up! Begin!" Yumei roared, drawing her sword and launching a fierce attack, the blade aimed directly at my hand. The two battle maidens behind her quickly drew their swords and followed suit.

"Hey, are you serious!" I quickly flicked my sword, sliding away from her attack range.

"What do you think? You might as well stand still and see if we dare to cut you." Yumei's longsword unleashed a flurry of sword flowers as she aimed straight for my chest.

The two battle maidens immediately slashed to my left and right, their longswords aimed directly at my lower body. The chilling aura emanating from their swords indicated that they were serious; even with my defensive capabilities, being struck would be excruciating.

The three coordinated perfectly, advancing and retreating, covering each other. No matter which one I attacked, at least one sword directly threatened my vitals, sometimes even aiming to cut my penis.

This was my first encounter with a sword formation, and I was immediately struck by its immense power. If they attacked one by one, I could easily overpower them with my superior internal energy; even Yu Mei wouldn't last twenty moves. But now, three longswords constantly threatened my vital points, preventing me from creating an effective battleground. Even if I managed a few exchanges, my internal energy was sluggish, reducing my offensive power, and they could use each other to recover.

If I could use magic, a burst of flame or a flurry of ice strikes could separate them, allowing me to overpower them one by one with brute force. But Yu Mei forbade me from using magic, making the fight much more difficult.

In the blink of an eye, I had been slashed more than a dozen times, the pain almost bringing tears to my eyes. My shirt was torn to shreds, only my pants remained intact.

Yu Mei and the two battle maidens relentlessly attacked with their three longswords, forcing me to flee.

Ten minutes later, the two battle maidens were panting heavily. After exchanging more than a dozen blows with me, they were also injured by the shockwave. Maintaining such a high-intensity attack for so long was taking a toll on their internal energy.

"You two go down first, let's switch." Yu Mei led the two battle maidens out of the battle zone, and two more battle maidens came up to take their place.

"Yu Mei, can't you rest for a while? It hurts so much." I rubbed the places where I had been slashed. Although my internal energy was profound, my qi channels were long, and my defense was strong, these blows still hurt a lot. Yu Mei was definitely retaliating against me, even more ruthlessly than before.

'Pfft,' Yu Mei couldn't help but laugh when she saw my appearance, but she immediately put on a stern face, her longsword trembling in her hand, "No, keep going!"

Clang clang clang clang, I was slashed more than a dozen times, but I gradually began to grasp the pattern of the sword formation, the number of times I was attacked gradually decreased, and the number of times I fought head-on began to increase.

Another battle maiden was switched, and I began to exchange offense and defense within the sword formation. As they shifted positions, I grabbed one of the battle maidens' swords and suddenly stomped on her foot. By the time she realized her move had been exposed, it was too late. I punched her in the knee, and with a crack, her kneecap shattered.

She screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Defeating one meant taking another sword wound to my arm, and immediately another battle maiden followed. The injured maiden lay on the ground, clutching her knee, silently watching our battle, quietly circulating her inner energy.

The three-person sword formation continued their attack. Three ordinary iron swords danced in the maidens' hands, constantly forcing me to retreat. But having adapted to the sword formation, I began to spot its weaknesses. With a sudden leap, I dodged a sword's swing and cut into the formation, taking a blow to the shoulder and punching a battle maiden in the chest. She only had time to raise her hand to protect her chest, but my fist slammed into her forearm, sending her flying. Before the other battle maidens could fill in, I suddenly turned and charged, grabbing another battle maiden into my arms.

"Sorry." I pulled her arm back sharply, and her sternum made a dull thud. Her upper body was crushed by me, her chest severely deformed, and she stared at me with wide eyes in disbelief.

A sword tip pierced through her body and hurtled towards my chest. Luckily, I released my grip and retreated in time, narrowly avoiding the blow and seizing a sword in the process.

Yu Mei withdrew her iron sword and regrouped with the newly arrived battle maidens. The battle maiden whose breastbone I had crushed and who had been pierced by her continued to cough up blood, her eyes dull as she stared at me. After a moment, she gently closed her eyes.

The battle maiden I had knocked away also had her left hand bones shattered, and her chest was also injured by the shockwave. She crashed heavily to the ground and lay there resting. I had absorbed the combined internal energy of a thousand battle maidens and mages, far exceeding their combined strength. Fighting me head-on would be suicide.

Their only advantage was their swordsmanship, teamwork, and the ability to take turns attacking. If they were directly hit by my attacks, they would immediately lose their fighting ability.

The remaining six battle maidens exchanged glances, realizing their time was running out. With a sharp shout, they continued their attack on me.

However, this time they were defeated quickly. With a sword in hand, I was ten times more dangerous than before.

Having mastered the sword formation, I began to exploit its weaknesses, quickly piercing one of the battle maidens' thighs. As she fell to her knees in pain, I beheaded her with a single stroke, unharmed by Yu Mei's attacks.

The sword formation never truly took shape again. One battle maiden had her leg severed, and before another could join in, I grabbed her wrist and twisted her behind her back, my longsword piercing her lower back and exiting through her chest. Looking at the sword tip protruding from her chest, she seemed relieved, turning back to look at me with a faint smile in her eyes. She sheathed her sword and collapsed to the ground.

Yu Mei abandoned the sword formation, retreating to the side to watch her subordinates attack me independently.

Without her guidance, the remaining four battle maidens fell into chaos, their coordinated attacks gone. I easily tapped their weaknesses with my sword, and the four battle maidens fell one after another, wounded and incapacitated.

"Why did you withdraw?" I asked Yu Mei, puzzled.

Yu Mei quietly looked at the fallen battle maidens. "Your Highness has already seen through the weakness of the three-person sword formation. The purpose of this lesson has been achieved. If we continue fighting, the sisters will only die." "

Is that all?" I dropped my longsword and breathed a sigh of relief. Deep down, I didn't want to kill them all like this.

"Your Highness, it is their blessing that they can help you improve through sacrifice. Now, please send them on their way and don't let them suffer any longer."

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Comprehension

"Their injuries are not serious. Why execute them?" Most of the battle maidens were only hit in the joints or injured in parts that affected their performance. They could be healed by a mage. Except for those whose bodies were cut or severed, the rest could be completely healed.

"Your Highness, you are still too merciful. Attacking weaknesses can make the enemy lose most of their fighting power, but that doesn't mean they can't find an opportunity to counterattack. Giving them an opportunity is being cruel to yourself." Yu Mei criticized my naive idea without hesitation.

"Are you really going to execute them?"

"In battle, the enemy must be completely killed, otherwise you might be attacked by a wounded enemy. Although they are all your female slaves, Your Highness should treat them as the most dangerous enemies in battle. Because they are more likely to make you lower your guard." Yu Mei walked to my side, gently unbuttoned the shorts that were only at my waist, and applied lubricating oil to my penis. "This is also what the sisters wanted. Consider it compensation for Your Highness's consumption in battle."

I didn't know what to say. So many battle maidens had their essence sucked by me every day, so it wouldn't make a difference if they were willing.

I walked to the battle maiden with the injured knee. She was lying on the ground, hugging her knees with both hands, trying her best to spread her legs, completely exposing her vulva. "Your Highness, come on. Yu San has been looking forward to Your Highness's execution for a long time."

I grabbed my penis and aimed it at her vulva. The huge penis forced its way into her vulva, forcing open the tightness of her virginity. She gritted her teeth and did not make any sounds that would make me uncomfortable. I felt as if a fist had suddenly been punched into my body.

After letting Yu San adjust for a while, I grabbed her firm breasts and began thrusting. Yu San gradually adapted to the fullness of my penis, letting out comfortable moans. Her tender flesh, tightly gripping my penis, was pulled in and out, and Yu San couldn't help but let out groans that sounded like a mixture of pain and pleasure. Soon she was reaching her peak, feeling the impact and caresses of my penetration. Her breathing became increasingly rapid, and a surge of urination welled up.

Suddenly, a strong sucking force came, and Yu San let out a long, ecstatic scream. Her limbs spread wide, her head thrown back, and all her essence turned into a gush of honeyed fluid that flowed out. The extreme orgasm made her body convulse uncontrollably. I held her body firmly until all her essence was sucked away.

Yu San lay there with her limbs spread wide, her vagina an open hole that couldn't close, with residual semen flowing out, dripping onto the floor. Having released all her essence at once, the intense feeling of ecstasy made her feel as if she were floating in the sky, her whole body relaxing weakly.

When she felt her soul return to her body, the weakness and pain from overexertion overwhelmed her consciousness. She silently watched me suck the yin essence from the other sisters, a relieved smile on her face. She saw that Yu Liu was just like her, her mouth wide open, her eyes vacant, her body convulsing, seemingly lost in thought.

Yu Liu looked so... ah, was she like that just now?

A heavy drowsiness and dizziness washed over her, and Yu San slowly closed her eyes...

The remaining six battle maidens were sucked yin essence from one after another, then convulsed and closed their eyes.

"...If I have to fight like this in the future, will I have to do it all the time?" Although many battle maidens and mages had died from my yin essence sucking, this was the first time I had injured them in a victorious manner and then drained their essence.

"Sometimes defeated enemies are more dangerous than those you've never fought. They will learn your fighting style and habits, which are important information for setting deadly traps. If one day Your Highness feels that you no longer need Yu Mei, then execute Yu Mei." Yu Mei said firmly.

"Sigh, alright. I'll get used to it. Yu Mei, let's do something else." I immediately chuckled. I was quite happy that she had passed the practical training so quickly, and I couldn't wait to play with her body as a reward.

"Hmm, has Your Highness rested enough? Let's move on to the next step." Yu Mei clapped her hands twice.

The basement door opened, and ten more battle maidens entered. They wore the same attire and weapons as the ten battle maidens who had died.

"..."

"Seven sisters helped Your Highness recover, so Your Highness should have rested enough. They are Yu Yi-1 to Yu Er-0.

Next is a five-person sword formation. We can use weapons, but we still can't use magic." Yu Mei gritted her teeth, her lips opening and closing, each word escaping her small mouth.

She was laughing, but she was holding it in, biting her teeth to prevent herself from laughing out loud, so she looked very serious.

I glared at her resentfully, sighed helplessly, and then suddenly thrust my longsword straight at her face.

Yu Mei was prepared. She parried with her sword and retreated into the ranks of the battle maidens. "Attack!"

Five longswords were drawn simultaneously, launching a combined attack. Clang, clang,

clang...

After a long fight, even with weapons in hand, I still took several blows. The five-person sword formation was more fluid than the three-person formation. The five constantly intersecting

and combining attacks made it much more difficult to deal with than the three-person formation. If Yu Mei had used the five-person sword formation against me from the start, I probably would have run away and begged for mercy. However, I had already begun to adapt to the sword formation. I used my longsword to strike in different directions, alternating between deflection and attraction to deplete their internal energy. After the battle maidens had rotated, and when they were slightly exhausted, I managed to cut a small gash on one of their arms.

Four battle maidens and Yu Mei were replaced. Relying on my profound internal energy and the recovery from the battle maidens I had just absorbed, I continued to wear them down. Even Yu Mei was replaced. After fighting me repeatedly, she was also starting to run out of strength.

The five newly assigned battle maidens coordinated perfectly. Knowing I wouldn't be injured, they attacked with unbridled abandon, launching a series of attacks that almost ignored my defenses. I was forced to retreat repeatedly, narrowly escaping death, and nearly being struck several times.

Suddenly, I realized something.

Although I couldn't use magic, I could use hidden weapons. Why should I waste time?

If I didn't have hidden weapons, I could make them on the spot. If I suddenly transformed the sword in my hand into a hidden weapon, wouldn't a close-range burst be guaranteed to hit?

I poured my inner energy into the longsword, and the repeatedly clashing iron sword instantly shattered into more than a dozen sharp fragments. The five battle maidens, who were advancing in a row, were caught off guard and struck one after another. The fragments entered their bodies from various parts, turning red and flying out from behind them. All five of them cried out in pain and flew back three steps, crashing to the ground.

The fragments clattered and fell to the ground.

"What kind of technique is this?" Yu Mei paused the fight, curiously picking up a bloodstained shard. "Your Highness, what's this move called?"

"Uh, I just thought of it and used it. It doesn't have a name." I held the longsword, now only the hilt remained, curiously recalling the feeling from before.

"Try it again. Such a powerful sword technique, if mastered, no sword formation can get close. You five, stand in a line and let His Highness test your moves."

"Yes." The five battle maidens stood excitedly in a line, chests puffed out.

I picked up another longsword, swung it forcefully, and the longsword broke off from the hilt and flew out, deeply embedding itself in the left shoulder of the middle battle maiden, protruding halfway from behind. She took a step back in pain, then stood back in her original position, without pulling the sword out.

Failure.

Yu Mei silently picked up several swords and handed them to me, encouraging me without discouragement: "Try again."

This time, I broke the longsword in the middle, but the short sword fell to the ground.

"Is your inner strength insufficient? Why don't you drain the inner strength of the five injured sisters first?"

"No, my inner strength is less than half depleted, it's just that the feeling from before is gone." Frustrated, I broke the broken sword in my hand again and threw it on the ground.

"Never mind then, Your Highness, you can recall it properly when you have time. These things can't be rushed. Let's end today's lesson here. You girls can offer yourselves to Your Highness."

The ten battle maidens excitedly lined up, offering their essence to me one after another. They had already witnessed me mastering a very powerful move, so naturally they couldn't leave alive.

Yu Mei chopped most of the swords into many pieces and carefully treated the wounds from the shards to prevent this from being leaked.

Only when all twenty battle maidens were silent did we leave the basement, where other female beasts would handle things.

Covered in sweat, I returned to the bathroom in my room, where Yu Mei gently washed my body.

Knowing that I was recalling the previous feeling, she didn't dare to argue with me and obediently served me without saying a word. Today I improved rapidly, even grasping new techniques in dangerous situations, widening the gap between us. Yu Mei became even more humble towards me.

"Yu Mei, that feeling just now was truly amazing. I felt like I could turn my sword into a hidden weapon, and I did it."

"Your Highness, it's said that in the most dangerous moments of battle, people act on instinct, completely beyond the control of their thoughts. What you understand then is completely different from what you learn normally. It's the most practical, effective, and perfect technique. Often, when this happens, the tide of battle turns. Yu Mei has never experienced this herself, only read about it in books." "

Hmm, after today's series of battles, with five battle maidens attacking fiercely, I suddenly had that feeling too, but after using it once, the feeling quickly faded. That feeling was truly wonderful. Even better than ejaculation."

I laid Yu Mei down on the shallows, forcefully inserting my penis into her, and

began thrusting vigorously. Yu Mei also cooperated, obediently assuming the position I liked. In the end, before I could finish, she collapsed to the ground. I didn't mind, just lying on top of her, recalling the previous battle.

"Your Highness."

"Hmm?"

"Yu Mei really wants to try that feeling."

"What kind? During battle?"

"No, it's the feeling of Your Highness sucking my cunt." Yu Mei shyly hugged my head, not letting me see her face.

"Silly boy, you'll die that way, or at least be crippled. I still need you to help me build the Knights Order."

"Seeing my sisters die in such a blissful way, Yu Mei really wants to try it, even if it means death." Yu Mei hugged me tightly, her cunt sucking my penis tightly.

I got up unhappily, stepped on her stomach, and put my penis in her mouth. A strong stream of water rushed into her mouth. "You're still useful to me, so don't say such willful things again. When you're older, you can choose your own method of execution, and I'll grant your wish."

"Yes." Yu Mei endured the feeling of her internal organs being trampled, tried to open her mouth wide, and drank most of the urine. Her limbs were spread wide, and she lay weakly in the bathroom.

Lina was waiting outside the bathroom door. When I came out, she helped me put on a bathrobe. "Your Highness, you still have one class. Are you going to attend?"

"What class?" I grabbed Lina's shapely buttocks and squeezed them into various shapes.

"Hmm, Lina changed the original class. Your Highness can go and do dissections. Consider it a class."

"Dissection? What haven't I dissected?"

Lina squirmed under my hands, rubbing her breasts against my body as if she were being coquettish. "It's centaurs! Your Highness brought back six centaurs, along with the ten in the villa. Your Highness can choose any one and try it out. Lina trained them a bit, it's quite fun." "

Hmm, that's a good idea."

"Also, we've put their vaginal dilators on the four mermaids. With a little more training, they'll be able to adapt to Your Highness's big cock. Your Highness can grab one and try it out anytime."

"Good girl." I gave Lina a deep kiss as a reward. "I'm getting more and more reluctant to kill you."

Lina pouted unhappily. The joy of receiving the reward hadn't faded when I poured cold water on her, making her bite my arm hard in anger. "If Your Highness lets Lina get old and doesn't eat her, Lina will jump into Your Highness's bowl and never come out."

"Alright, alright," I comforted Lina, touching her vulva with one hand. "How about I spread Lina's legs and hang her upside down, then split her open from her vulva and anus all the way to her neck, okay?"

My fingers traced a path from her anus down her lower back to her neck. Wherever my fingers touched, she would clench her body as if itching.

"Ugh—" Lina squirmed and twisted in protest. "Your Highness is so naughty."

My fingers slipped into Lina's vulva. "Hmm, should I split her open with a sword, or slowly saw her open with a saw? Lina, which do you prefer?"

"Mmm, no, you're so naughty." Lina's vulva gripped my fingers tightly, aroused by my words. Her breathing was rapid, her breasts rubbed against my chest, her large, watery eyes looked at me expectantly, and her vulva dripped with juices, wetting most of my palm.

"No! Let's go to class then." I pulled my fingers out and dried them on her body, then turned to leave.

Lina, whose interest had been aroused and then abruptly stopped, glared at me resentfully, gritting her teeth and giggling.

She looked so cute when she was angry.

"Ouch, Lina bit me!" I yelled… 12-07 Chapter 40 Having Sex with a Centaur

In the large open-air bath in the backyard, over two hundred of my female livestock were gathered. They were all women who weren't on duty or out working today.

Although they lived in the same villa, they rarely encountered me. The place was too large, and their usual living and moving areas were somewhat restricted. I could freely observe and approach them, but they couldn't freely approach my daily activity area.

Usually, there were many entertainment facilities and rooms in the villa for them to play in, but today, knowing that I was going to dissect humans here, they all ran to the backyard to play and wait for my appearance. This backyard was large enough that even three or four hundred female livestock would have plenty of space to play together, and two hundred female livestock didn't feel crowded at all.

Most of the female livestock were playing various games on the shore, some were dancing together, performing various magical tricks, while the females played ball and cards. The two hundred-plus female livestock were releasing their youthful vitality to the fullest.

In the bath, many female livestock swam around, splashing and playing with each other, and several water balloons flew back and forth in the air. Several mermaids were frolicking with the female beasts in the water. Although the mermaids were having fun today, they weren't swimming as fast as usual, and were very cautious when making any large movements.

There were a few more of them, probably assigned to the new visiting group. Underneath the scales of their vulvas, a thin thread connected to a pull ring had appeared; if the scales were pried open, a dildo for vaginal dilation could be seen buried inside.

This was a preparation made by Lina or Kanana so that I wouldn't end up in a bloody mess if I got carried away. It would be really unpleasant if they died halfway through.

Besides the mermaids and centaurs, most of these female beasts were war maidens from various noble families, temple magicians, members of the Dark family, and female officials sent by my mother to serve me. There were also some classmates, teachers, and exceptional female beasts, soldiers, and officers I saw on the road. Those I saw outside, after a thorough inspection and deemed satisfactory, I didn't eat on the spot, but rather packed them up to keep as reserves.

Only a few female animals were dressed as maids. The war maidens and mages habitually carried staffs and weapons. Some of the larger-breasted war maidens wore only breast-binding bands, while the mages were either naked or wore almost transparent robes. The rest of the female animals were mostly naked, a sea of gleaming flesh, all top-quality female animals of A grade or higher—a very pleasing sight. Whatever I wanted to eat, there would almost always be a suitable female animal here.

In the open space near the bathhouse's drainage ditch, several women were deftly setting up restraint frames, knives, a barbecue grill, and stew pots. They were all excellent chefs trained in female animal slaughter, responsible for the diet of the female animals in the villa. They themselves were also excellent ingredients; because they had so many ingredients to cook, they paid even more attention to their meat quality standards, undergoing targeted training.

Six centaurs chatted happily with the female animals, while several newly-adult riders swayed back and forth on their backs, caressing their proud, firm breasts. Centaurs, due to their long-term exercise, were more robust than ordinary people, with larger and firmer breasts. These six centaurs, who had been running under the sun for a long time, had healthy, chewy, wheat-colored skin.

"Our roasted meat is a specialty of the grasslands. Remember to sprinkle plenty of chili and spices. Soon, half of Sky Blue City will be able to smell our aroma," the centaurs enthusiastically promoted themselves.

"Everyone must try our meat later. It might be a little fishy, so if you're not used to it, you can skip the offal," one of the centaurs said from the crowd, and the female beasts agreed, stroking their bodies.

"When cooking, add plenty of garlic and ginger, so it won't be fishy. The most important thing when making the soup is cooking wine.

Simmer the bones over low heat for a whole day, mmm~~ you'll absolutely love that broth."...

Lina followed me to the backyard, and the female beasts quieted down, scattering to give me space.

"Hello, my female beasts," I greeted them with a smile.

"Your Highness!" the female beasts responded happily.

I walked up to Ellie, put my arm around her waist, and touched her firm breasts with one hand. "Today I suddenly feel like trying the taste of centaurs. Everyone, come and enjoy their flesh with me."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"There will be a lot of blood when we process them. Those who are afraid can go back to do other things. Come out again when it's time to eat."

I stood in front of Ellie. "Are you all ready?"

None of the female beasts left. The timid ones climbed up trees to keep their distance and make them look less frightening. It was a rare opportunity for them to see me personally slaughter and cook them, and to dine with them. None of them wanted to miss this chance.

Six people stood in a row. "Your Highness, we're ready. How many would you like to slaughter?"

"I'll dissect one first, then slaughter another to test the waters. We'll talk about the others later. If I'm going to dissect, then it'll be you, Ellie." I touched her breasts and between her legs; there was nothing there. "Turn around, I'm going to fuck you."

Ellie excitedly turned around, presenting her horse's rump to me, her long tail billowing up. Ellie turned her upper body, grabbing her own tail, revealing her anus and vulva. Because of the long-term protection of the horse's tail, the skin there was particularly delicate. Her anus was similar to a human's, with only fine downy hair around her vulva. Her vulva was long, and as Ellie tried to open and close, it gradually opened a slit, already wet inside.

Due to her height, the other female animals had placed a thick wooden board under Ellie's hind legs, so her pert buttocks were positioned directly in front of my lower body, making it easier for me to fuck her.

Lina removed my loose trousers, revealing my huge penis, which quickly became hard and long.

"Oh, Goddess Hilna, is this real?" The six centaurs and most of the female beasts who had never seen anything like it gasped in surprise, letting out sighs that were hard to tell if it was joy or fear. The enormous penis was practically the size of their entire arms.

As the first example for me to test my skills, Ellie's vulva clenched tightly with nervousness, and her limbs paced restlessly. Four female beasts walked to her side, supporting her to keep her still.

The enormous penis was aimed at Ellie's vulva, and two of the female beasts used their feet to pry open Ellie's hind legs, helping her hold onto her ponytail, while simultaneously spreading her vulva open from the left and right.

The penis firmly thrust into Ellie's vulva, and her legs trembled in pain. The enormous penis was far beyond her imagination, like a wooden stake being driven into her body.

"Ahhh, it hurts so much... wait a minute, woof woof~~~~" Ellie cried out in a weak moan, her whole body tense and twisting uncontrollably.

The four female beasts excitedly held Ellie down, pinning her arms behind her back, preventing her from struggling. Despite the centaur's immense strength, the four female beasts were all powerful war maidens. Even if I shattered her body, she wouldn't be able to move an inch.

The female beasts watching clenched their fists and pressed their legs together, watching nervously as my penis pierced Ellie's body like a piercing rod.

"Ah, how terrifying. Will Ellie be pierced?"

"I don't know, but Your Highness's is so thick, it must hurt a lot."

"If it pierces Ellie's uterus, we'll have to change centaurs."

A petite beast clung tightly to the back of a female beast, watching in fear, "Mother, if Your Highness fucks me, will it pierce out of my mouth?" "

Hmm, I don't know, maybe. Do you want to be pierced by Your Highness's penis?"

The petite female beast pursed her lips and nodded vigorously, "If Your Highness wants, I'll let Your Highness pierce me...

Mother, won't that push out my internal organs?"

When Ellie was almost rolling her eyes from the throbbing pain, she felt the penis stop, and she felt as if the lower half of her body had almost lost all feeling.

I slapped her buttocks hard. "Squeeze tight, I'm going to start fucking you."

Ellie, regaining consciousness, squeezed tightly, her lower abdomen undulating like waves, massaging my penis.

"Oh, so good, fuck! Fuck!" I dug my fingers into her rump, my cock pounding into her cunt like a pile driver. Her body was like a stretchy sack of flesh; even though I was already halfway in, her cunt seemed to stretch, swallowing my entire cock and tightly enveloping it.

The centaur's nectar was plentiful; with each thrust, it flowed from her cunt, soaking her inner thighs within minutes, leaving drops of it on the ground.

Ellie let out unrestrained moans, praising my power, proclaiming her submission, begging me to penetrate her.

With each violent thrust, Ellie tensed, letting out a desperate scream. A gush of nectar sprayed onto my cock, dripping from her cunt with each thrust, squeezing me even tighter. I ignored her orgasm, continuing to fuck her relentlessly. Soon after, she had another orgasm.

After being fucked for a full twenty minutes, Ellie, who had experienced multiple orgasms without rest, trembled uncontrollably. However, with four war maidens holding her firmly, she couldn't even stretch her body and could only endure my thrusts with all her might.

"Oh!" I let out a low growl of pleasure, and a thick stream of semen shot into her body, filling her vagina as my penis withdrew, with a little overflowing from the opening.

I released Ellie, letting the other female slaves support her and divert the semen from her vagina into another centaur's vagina to avoid waste. She would be sent to the semen station, restrained from below and above. Ellie was about to be dissected and slaughtered by me, so she naturally couldn't be sent to the semen station.

Lina and Lala came over and, under the envious gazes of the other female slaves, licked my penis together. Lala used her hard-trained deep throat to swallow most of the penis into her mouth, while Lina licked every last drop off the shaft.

My penis gradually shrank, and the two female beasts licked it one last time, still wanting more, before pulling it back into my pants.

Ellie weakly allowed the female beasts to turn her over and wash her. Her hooves and hands were bound and placed on a low platform, hung upside down from two horizontal bars with her body spread wide apart. Her horse and human bodies were slightly off the ground, with their bellies facing upwards. Her long hair was also tied up, and she could clearly see how I dissected her body.

Below her was an iron plate larger than her body, so the removed entrails and severed limbs could be placed directly on it. The plate was low around the edges, with a drainage channel around the side and a groove at the front and back, with a bucket underneath to collect the blood. This way, even if I drained all her blood, it would all flow into the bucket and be collected, without waste.

Four companions came over, stroked Ellie, kissed her goodbye, and congratulated her on being personally fucked and cared for by a prince. She smiled happily at them, encouraging them to try their best.

I approached Ellie and stroked her cheek.

"Your Highness, are you satisfied with my body?" Ellie looked at me expectantly.

"You squeezed me very well, Ellie," I replied with a smile.

Ellie smiled happily. "Thank you, Your Highness. It is my honor to satisfy you. Your Highness, Ellie is ready. Please proceed."

"Hmm." I took a folded towel and stuffed it into Ellie's mouth.

Now she was like meat waiting to be slaughtered. No matter how I dissected and butchered her, she couldn't offer any resistance; she could only silently endure. Whether she could hold on until the dissection was over and she could say goodbye depended on her willpower.

(Aside:

Does this writing style make the environment feel more vivid, rather than as abstract as before? The

lengthy section on Ellie is partly due to padding the word count, and partly because I wanted to use as many character descriptions as possible to make each female animal more lifelike. Also, I wanted to slow down the plot to avoid giving the impression of a monotonous account.

Chapter 41, "Dissecting Ellie," describes

how the nobles of the grasslands didn't carefully gag the man-horses when slaughtering them; their unrestrained nature meant they either...) I enjoyed hearing the centaurs' screams, or I'd stomp on their faces, only to hear muffled cries. But these were all my favorite female animals, and I naturally didn't want their screams to frighten them.

The ropes on the two crossbars were pulled up together, and Ellie's hands and legs were spread wider, exposing her belly. Like all creatures, the centaur's lower body was very delicate; the horse's hair was short and fine, unlike the hairless human body.

Dissecting a centaur naturally couldn't be done with the same small scalpel as with humans. I took a dagger and pressed one hand against her horse-like belly. I plunged the knife into the area near her vulva. Ellie shuddered slightly but didn't react much.

I gripped the dagger and made a long incision towards her body, cutting all the way down to her horse. Ellie's hooves were pulled apart, and as soon as the horse's belly was cut open, the skin split open wide, revealing various colored internal organs.

Some of the female animals watching craned their necks curiously, some covered their mouths in slight fear, and some placed their fingers on their genitals, but their eyes were fixed on Ellie's stomach.

Ellie's intestines took up half of the horse's belly; the intestines were very thick, and lightly... It writhed slightly, and near the vulva were a small vagina, ovaries, and uterus just like a human's. Because I had fucked it, these birthing organs had squeezed a long space in the middle of the intestines. However, it was clear that the original vulva was contracted and wrinkled, and the vaginal walls were much thicker than a human's. This meant that when a penis was inserted, it would be forcibly stretched open, constantly pulling and crowding the space of the intestines and other internal organs.

When a centaur gave birth to a baby centaur, the baby centaur's body was already quite large, so the thick vaginal walls could open wide during childbirth to allow the baby centaur to pass through. Centaurs that haven't given birth have mostly intestines in their bellies, giving them a strong digestive system and providing ample energy for their vigorous activity. Similarly, when a centaur is pregnant, their appetite decreases as they approach delivery. The centaur's belly has very little elasticity, requiring its intestines to have enough space to accommodate the fetus.

This body structure allows centaurs to be penetrated even by a penis as large as mine, whereas human females, without sufficient lubrication and expansion, would be torn apart and die a bloody death.

I grabbed Ellie's intestines and pulled them up. Lina took the intestines and lifted them up. I used a sharp dagger to cut the various parts connecting the intestines. Blood quickly filled her horse belly. I touched it, made an incision where there were no internal organs, and blood immediately gushed down her back.

Ellie's intestines were thick, about the same length as a human's, and the intestinal walls were also thick, allowing them to hold three or four times the amount of water a human could during enemas, while withstanding high water pressure without rupturing. No wonder they could be used as human fountains; perhaps... Even if it flowed back into her mouth, it wouldn't be a problem.

Grabbing the large intestine, I found the end connected to the anus and cut it off. The previous six people had already undergone repeated enemas, so now the intestines were empty and limp in Lina's hand. I gestured to Lina, and she took the end of the large intestine and walked backward, pulling the large and small intestines together for more than five meters.

Most of Ellie's body was now empty, and blood was still flowing out, staining most of the iron plate red, flowing into the ditch, into the bucket, which the female animal was constantly stirring with a tong. I continued searching upward along the small intestine, her The stomach is twice the size and length of a human's, designed to allow for more food intake and replenishment of energy.

The liver, spleen, kidneys, and other organs are unremarkable, just slightly larger than a human's. I quickly cut them off piece by piece, examined them briefly, and handed them to Lina. With the internal organs removed, Ellie's horse belly was empty.

I walked to Ellie's side; she looked at me quietly, her eyes filled with weakness and anticipation. Sweat beaded on her body from the pain, and a female animal was constantly wiping it with a towel. I put down my dagger and stroked Ellie's pretty face; she smiled happily.

"Does it hurt?"

Ellie nodded.

"Can you still hold on?"

She nodded vigorously.

"Just hang in there, it'll be over soon. Okay?"

She nodded again.

I took the slender scalpel and plunged it into her lower abdomen, cutting open her belly. Then I used bone shears to cut open her sternum, opening her chest cavity.

Two female animals brought several large meat clamps, clamped them between Ellie's belly and sternum, pulled them apart, and tied her to the frame.

The ribs of a horse are the same as those of a human, but its lungs and heart are much larger, taking up most of its upper body. This is also for the needs of movement. Her heart was beating strongly, showing that Ellie was still very energetic. There was also a smaller stomach in the lower part of her upper body connected to the stomach in the horse's body.

I reached into her chest with satisfaction and gently grasped Ellie's heart, while removing the towel from her mouth with my other hand. Ellie gasped for breath, enjoying the strange feeling of her heart being grasped.

"Ellie, can you feel it?"

She gasped for breath. "Mmm."

"Your heart is so strong. I'll eat it in a bit, okay?"

Ellie smiled and nodded vigorously, but she was exhausted from blood loss and could barely keep her eyes open.

"Ellie, you've worked so hard. It's time to finish, okay?" I gently helped her heart pump, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth.

Ellie nodded gently.

I pulled hard, and Ellie's body tensed, her lifeless eyes snapping open as if trying to imprint my image deep into her mind.

I gently closed her eyes and handed the heart to the female beasts beside me.

The dissection was complete. Several female beasts began dissecting Ellie's body with various tools. Her head was carefully cut off and placed aside; her tail would be cut off soon, becoming my first centaur's collection.

The female animals responsible for dismembering Ellie were all highly skilled. They expertly separated Ellie's human and horse bodies, severing her arms and breasts, and placing her piece by piece onto a large chopping board, where they chopped her into smaller pieces with thick-backed knives.

I stood on the open ground beside the bathtub, quickly rinsing myself. A dozen or so female animals in the water giggled and splashed water at me. I laughed, pulled down my pants, and jumped into the warm bathtub, water splashing everywhere. The female animals screamed and scattered, their laughter continuing.

"Phew." After playing with the female animals for a while, I stood in the bathtub watching them deftly dismember Ellie into various small pieces, sorting them and placing them in hot pot, grill, and stew pots to begin cooking.

Several female animals and mermaids surrounded me, rubbing their soft, beautiful breasts against me, giggling, allowing me to freely caress their beautiful parts. The female animals didn't have many opportunities to have close contact with me. And most of them only had one chance, so when I relaxed, they always tried their best to touch me.

I pulled a mermaid into my arms, my hand resting on her tail. I found something hard inside, swollen against her vulva. I hooked my fingers around the pull ring and gently tugged. The little mermaid clung to me shyly. It was her dildo, used for vaginal dilation; it was still quite thin at the beginning.

"I want some snacks, okay?" I whispered in her ear, gently tugging at the dildo.

The little mermaid blushed, climbed onto my arm, her slender waist resting on it. Her long tail emerged from the water, but she kept her head submerged. The little mermaid was happy to let me take her eggs, but the sight of so many people made her shy, so she kept her head underwater.

I pulled the pull ring and slowly pulled the dildo out. A stream of nectar flowed out with it. I tasted some and found it quite delicious, so I simply put it in my mouth and sucked hard.

The little mermaid suddenly froze, feeling my tongue penetrate her most delicate and sensitive spot. Her whole body went limp, and I sucked out even more nectar, mixed with a few egg follicles.

Unfortunately, even with such stimulation, she didn't climax. It seems Karuru truly is a rare female beast.

I inserted my fingers into her vagina and began to extract the egg follicles. The little mermaid wriggled her lower abdomen, clinging to my shoulder, diligently expelling the follicles for me to eat.

Seeing that I enjoyed their treats, several mermaids secretly removed their dilators, extracted egg follicles from their vaginas, and shyly stuffed them into my mouth. I ate with great relish, constantly praising their tender and delicious egg follicles. Encouraged, they worked even harder to prepare more treats.

The female slaves watching nearby watched with envy, circling around the mermaids and trying to extract their eggs. However, firstly, it was too shameful, and secondly, seeing that I liked to eat their eggs, and knowing that there were so many to share, the mermaids were reluctant to part with them. They struggled and dodged, playfully fighting with them. Perhaps my human female slaves envied these mermaids for being able to produce their own treats.

I saw Kanana giggling as she shared her eggs. She was older, so she knew I wouldn't eat them, and that these eggs wouldn't have a chance to develop, so she was naturally happy to share them with the other female slaves to reduce her "stockpile."

"Kana."

"Ah, yes, Your Highness." Kanana swam to my side with surprise.

"Can you handle my cock?"

Kanana's pretty face flushed slightly, but she was overjoyed. Although she had given birth to many mermaid eggs, she was actually just a twenty-five-year-old female slave, and had no experience being fucked by nobles. Being asked such a question naturally made her both shy and happy. "Yes, we've been dilating her vagina these past few days... it's just that Your Highness's penis is too long, I don't know if Kanana can handle it."

"Lie down there, I'll try it myself and see." I pointed to the edge of the shallows, "If I pierce you, I'll just slaughter you and make fish soup for them."

Kanana shyly swam to the shore, climbed onto the shallows, and lay down. "Your Highness, please come."

I walked behind her, and a red thread connecting the pull rings was particularly eye-catching. I gently pulled the rings, but it moved a large area inside her body. It seemed that the dildo inside was quite large.

Kanana tried hard to open the scales of her vagina, and a thick and long dildo pulled out, which made the surrounding female animals marvel. They didn't expect that Kanana could hide such a large one inside her body. Although it was still much smaller than my penis, it was not easy. It was rare that she still looked nonchalant.

"Open it wider." I pressed down on Kanana's slender waist. The mermaid's body was slippery and hard to hold. The obedient female beast brought her a corset and put it on her.

My penis forcefully thrust into her strugglingly open vagina. Kanana let out a long moan, feeling the sensation of being forcibly stretched and filled inside her. Her fishtail stiffly slapped the water's surface to relieve her discomfort.

"Oh, that feels good." My penis was more than halfway in, feeling like it was thrusting into a bunch of very elastic round balls, pressing against the end of the flesh wall. I knew those were Kanana's follicles. A whole bunch of follicles were squeezing my penis. I could feel many follicles being popped and crushed. That feeling was truly wonderful.

Kanana had reached her limit, but I didn't mind. I grabbed the corset and gave her a violent thrust.

Adult mermaids also have a strong tolerance. Despite constantly moaning in pain, Kanana actually endured it. A lot of honey and follicle fluid was constantly squeezed out, looking like a small well.

However, the mermaid's stamina was ultimately insufficient. After two quick orgasms, Kanana lay motionless. I, on the other hand, had only just warmed up. It seemed that to truly release my pent-up desire on a mermaid, I needed many mermaids working together.

I pulled Kanana from my penis, kissed her, and tossed her back into the water. The young mermaids immediately caught Kanana, bombarding her with questions.

The female beasts were almost finished dismembering Ellie; the aroma of the roasting meat wafted from the grill.

One Ellie wasn't enough for so many people; it was barely enough for one bite per person, and I was going to eat a lot more.

After playing with Kanana for a while, I returned to the shore, my huge cock erect, and walked up to the remaining four centaurs.

"Is Your Highness going to slaughter us?" Allen stepped forward.

"Yes." I casually hugged her and stroked her body.

The three centaurs immediately crowded around, afraid that Allen would steal their chance. I didn't show favoritism and stroked and examined each of them.

Chapter 42 Side Story 1

"I'll go with Allen. How do you want me to slaughter you?" I kneaded Allen's breasts while carefully examining her body, thinking about what to cook her.

"Your Highness can pull out Allen's intestines and strangle her, then cut off her arms and legs to make roasted whole legs, and do the rest like with Ellie," one of the centaurs suggested from the side.

"We could pierce Allen and roast her alive, but the piercing rod for a centaur would have to be over three meters long and thicker."

"Just cut the horse open and roast it directly, no need for piercing."

"Okay, that's settled then, you guys hold her down." I grabbed Allen's horse tail, thrusting my huge cock inside, all the way in, and started fucking her rapidly.

Three centaurs helped hold Allen down, preventing her from moving, while firmly gripping her arms to assist me in the slaughter.

Knowing she was about to be killed, Allen tried her best to cooperate with my thrusts, her pussy tightly gripping me.

Just as Allen was about to climax, as her body tensed, I pulled out my cock and plunged a dagger into her anus, slicing a large section of her vaginal canal. Centaur blood immediately gushed from the wound.

I reached into the wound with both hands and grabbed the internal organs, pulling them all out. Her pussy, uterus, ovaries, bladder, and intestines filled half of the iron plate beneath her. It's hard to imagine pulling out so many internal organs.

As Allen let out a half-scream, her intestines were already around her neck, instantly silencing her scream. We worked together to flip her to the ground, two horsemen on either side tightly pulling on her intestines, while two war maidens, wielding sharp swords, grabbed her horse's legs and severed them with a single stroke, setting them aside. After cutting off all four legs, they grabbed Allen's arms and chopped them off as well.

I kept pulling out her intestines; there were so many that they submerged my feet, a colorful mess scattered on the ground, blood staining half my body red.

No wonder those nobles enjoyed slaughtering centaurs; the feeling of having large chunks of flesh chopped off and being covered in blood was indeed thrilling.

Many of the female animals watching were saddened and couldn't bear to watch any longer. Although they knew they would be slaughtered and eaten by me, previous slaughters were controlled on a small scale, a skilled and artistic process where pain and pleasure coexisted, and many friends and sisters encouraged and comforted them. This scene of sharp swords slashing, blood gushing like a fountain, entrails scattered everywhere, and even the butcher covered in blood made them nervous.

However, Ellen's body was quickly transformed into various sizes of food by several skilled female animals.

Her beautiful head was also cut off, and the blood and intestines were carefully wiped away.

I then jumped into the bathtub and had the female animals help me bathe. The aroma of Ellen's meat filled half of the backyard.

A lot of rice, fruit, and cooked vegetables were brought out from the kitchen, and more than a dozen tables were set up. We had a feast right there in the backyard.

Lala, Lina, and a few other female animals brought the cooked Ellen's meat to my side. Seeing me start to devour Ellen's meat first, they signaled that the female animals could start eating.

Centaur meat is slightly coarser and chewier than human meat, with a somewhat fishy smell. My female livestock mostly only taste it slightly. They eat tender meat every day, so they are slightly uncomfortable with centaur meat. They might prefer it if I slaughtered and cooked Kanana and the others.

Large chunks of various cooked meats were placed in front of me, and I quickly ate my fill, contentedly distributing the remaining meat to my female livestock.

******Side Story 1: Legend of Blue Show Star In the past, the great goddess Hilna created Blue Show Star with her supreme divine power. She used her power to turn the entire planet into an ocean, where she lived and created many marine creatures to play with her.

Later, she found swimming in the ocean troublesome, and that she had to fly to dry herself, so she turned half of the ocean into land, creating many terrestrial creatures as well. But the land was flat, and every heavy step she took would submerge it. Finding this troublesome, she punched the land, the immense divine force shattering it into many pieces. These pieces pressed against each other, some buried beneath to form rocks and spectacular underground ruins, others lifted up to become mountains and hills.

The land creatures scattered in terror, many perishing in the earthquakes and terrain shifts.

Creatures lacking sufficient intelligence struggled to adapt quickly to the changing landscape. Exhausted from her activities, the goddess Hilna concluded that the animals lacked intelligence and would not develop faith in her. Despite her immense divine power, creating such a vast planet had been exhausting for the goddess; without faith to replenish her power, her creation would have been a waste.

Therefore, she began to create intelligent beings. First, she modified the bodies of some fish, giving them independent heads, and then transformed their two fins into hands to protect their heads and to find and eat.

Thus, mermaids were born, granted by the goddess Hilna the ability to reproduce naturally. But after a while, she discovered that the mermaids were lazy and carefree, and their lack of exercise made them quite vulnerable. Their comfortable lives also led to a lack of faith in her.

So she tried again, using herself as a model, creating winged beings capable of flight. These beings could also lay eggs adapted to life outside of water. This time, she felt that reproduction should be made more difficult for the winged beings; they needed another kind of person to restrain them, to create some competition so they wouldn't be as lazy as the mermaids. Therefore, she

created male winged beings, who were her apostles, managing the female winged beings on her behalf.

The female winged beings were to live around the male winged beings, otherwise they would be unable to reproduce, ensuring their acceptance of male control.

Only the souls of female winged beings who were violated, slaughtered, or eaten by male winged beings, and thus tainted by their aura, could be guided back to the goddess Hilna's body; otherwise, they had to find their own way out, as the goddess would no longer accept them. Souls that sought their own way out were driven to places far from humanity, becoming lower creatures such as beasts, plants, and insects.

The birth rate of male winged beings is extremely low, but each male winged being has a longer lifespan and better physical condition than the female winged beings. For female winged beings to lay healthy eggs, they must feed on the males, thus strengthening the males and instilling fear and awe in the females. By sharing even a small amount of the male winged being's semen with the females, their eggs can hatch healthily; otherwise, they are merely food.

She also granted male winged beings a longer gestation period, increasing it from three months of egg-laying and three months of incubation to five months, making them stronger from birth, far surpassing the female winged beings, and more devout. This allowed her to control a minority to guide the majority to her faith.

This creation was very successful, so Goddess Hilna replicated this practice among the mermaids, with excellent results. The goddess clearly felt her depleted divine power beginning to recover, although only a small amount compared to her investment. However, if she slept well for several thousand years, she could recoup her investment and comfortably enjoy the feeling of increased power.

However, after some time, the goddess Hilna became dissatisfied again. The winged people preferred to live high up, leaving vast plains for natural grazing, only hunting and gathering food when hungry. The goddess found this inconvenient, as the winged people's numbers couldn't be guaranteed. So she removed the wings of some winged people and made those who lost their wings pregnant for six and ten months at a time. She wanted them to stay on the ground and reproduce, especially during pregnancy, to avoid wandering around.

Thus, humanity was born.

Humans were Hilna's most satisfying intelligent beings. Because they couldn't fly and had a limited range of activity, they focused on work and eating, resulting in higher quality offspring. In just a few hundred years, they surpassed the other two races.

During this time, the goddess Hilna was pleased and created several other races similar to humans, enriching the planet's biodiversity and allowing them to compete with each other. However, males weren't created separately; they were universally recognized. Male offspring were the same as males, and female offspring were the same as females. But then

another problem arose. The goddess Hilna discovered with distress that the proportion of women was too high, making it impossible to guarantee a high male birth rate. Even with men consuming and slaughtering women in large numbers, their birth rate remained unstable. If too many men died, the women, their thoughts and beliefs spiraling out of control, would revolt. These rioting women would then vie for other men, leading to even greater unrest. Conversely, increasing the male birth rate would create more men, resulting in competition for women, forcing them to make numerous choices, scattering their thoughts, and wasting their spiritual energy.

Ultimately, the problem returned to the goddess. Even after centuries of play and creation, she needed rest; she couldn't constantly regulate the male birth rate. She devised a plan: saplings were directly attached to her body, bearing fruit every hundred years. These fruits allowed women who consumed them to significantly increase the male birth rate. If many women were born, generating sufficient faith, she would shed more blood to nourish the saplings, causing them to bear even more fruit. If there were too many men, reducing the spiritual energy, she would shed less blood, lowering the male birth rate.

The fruit of these trees was called Golden Fruit, the same golden color as her blood, and the saplings were called Golden Fruit Trees. These Golden Fruit Trees, absorbing her blood, grew enormous and became her eyes and ears. Through the Golden Fruit Tree, she could clearly sense the rapid increase in the number of her subjects.

The situation had initially been resolved well, but for a time, some powerful women appeared. These women were worldly-wise and harbored many strange ideas, showing little fear or need for men. They captured many men, using them as breeding machines, and only slaughtered disobedient women for food. Society descended into chaos again.

The goddess Hilna lazily raised her head and breathed out, annihilating these women. However, these women kept reappearing, greatly troubling the goddess. She then simply withdrew a portion of the life force from all women, causing ordinary women to age rapidly after thirty years of normal life, and their flesh to deteriorate, making it difficult for anyone to consume them. Only women who ate the fruit nourished by her blood could maintain their vitality.

As a result, the aging women began to panic. Their once confident and proud youth gradually faded around the age of thirty. Unable to bear their aging, they offered their flesh to men. However, men couldn't consume so much, so the women had to share their flesh with other women. Thus, the women also began to eat small amounts of meat, accelerating their own physical decline. Women's digestive abilities are weak, allowing them to consume only small amounts of thoroughly cooked meat, with their staple diet primarily consisting of plants. However, due to their large numbers, each woman's small consumption results in significant energy recovery.

This leads to a situation where younger women, with limited experience and social connections, struggle to form large-scale organizations even if they develop strong power-oriented ideas. Wasting too much time vying for power renders any acquired power meaningless and makes them more likely to miss their prime. This approach effectively stifles women's ambitions for power in their youth.

While the lifespans of the women who provide faith are shortened, resulting in less faith being provided and significantly limiting population growth, this greatly conserves their divine energy. Furthermore, the shorter lifespans increase women's willingness to reproduce while young, accelerating generational change and replacing the problem of shortened lifespans with a purer faith. This also contributes to a more stable world.

The problem is thus perfectly solved.

The vast size difference between the goddess Hilna's physical form and humans, coupled with her constant activity, destabilizes the entire planet. She dug a chamber in the center of the planet for herself to sleep in, and then used her divine power to create several weak clones. These clones were connected to her thoughts, but their appearances were basically the same as humans, helping her to travel around Blue Show Star and observe her territory. They would attack unstable elements when appropriate, and handle major directional problems. Even when necessary, she could sacrifice a clone to temporarily grant a man her power to solve a problem.

So all the problems were solved, and Goddess Hilna slept peacefully in her room, observing... (Aside:

Why did I suddenly write this side story? Because I've been thinking about how arduous it is to slaughter female animals, and I've been contemplating this slaughter for the past few days. While writing, I began to doubt the 'legality and rationality' of my own slaughter of women. I'm

also a bit tired of 'judging the show'.

So I wrote this side story to show that I'm right, that this is the will of the creator goddess. Next, I'll write about some background slaughter to explain that my slaughter is legal, rational, and gentle.

Chapter 43: Blue Sky City Meat Factory

. Blue Sky City has a very high birth rate; on average, each woman can give birth to three children in her lifetime, including those who don't have many children...) The powerful clans' war maidens, the mages and knights in the temples, and similar military institutions in other countries.

Giving birth to girls only requires six months and half a month of rest; such a high birth rate, if unchecked, would lead to human extinction due to rapid population growth.

Because the male birth rate is extremely low—only one boy is born out of hundreds of thousands of babies—men must receive special protection to maintain human existence, and their diet is unique—they must eat women to remain strong and reproduce.

If these women aren't dealt with before the age of thirty, no one will want to deal with them, not even other women.

Various countries have recycling programs. The institutions that housed women's bodies were the slaughterhouses for female livestock. All these slaughterhouses were run by a single man, usually a common nobleman, who slaughtered women according to his own whims.

Therefore, each slaughterhouse had its own unique characteristics.

The Hans Gallows Slaughterhouse was a slaughterhouse that specialized in hanging and then dismembering the dead. Baron Hans was a fan of aerial dancing. Women who wanted to die with their bodies intact, or who didn't want to be hacked to death, flocked to this place. Hans

particularly enjoyed watching a row of women struggle in the air. He would personally kick over the benches the women were standing on, watching five women in a row struggle and dance in the air, then lose control of their bladders. Sometimes he would even bring a chair and find a suitable woman to have sex with right there on the gallows. And he… He also enjoyed strangling female animals during sex, finding their vaginas particularly tight during the strangulation process.

Because he only enjoyed strangling female animals, Hans wasn't particularly interested in food or cooking. He left the aftermath to the ladies-in-waiting assigned to him by Her Majesty the Queen, rarely interfering himself. Therefore, women who were very particular about the perfection of their bodies didn't appreciate it.

The Job Battle Factory was run by Baron Job, who was particularly passionate about the battlefield. However, due to his own limitations, he was poor at self-defense, even escaping death several times during expeditions thanks to poor command and the protection of his guards. Desperate to save his own life, Job left the battlefield and opened a slaughterhouse that resembled a gladiatorial arena.

Women who enjoy the battlefield being slaughtered come here to report for duty, are cleaned, don armor made of vegetables, and wield long gourds as weapons to engage in a "life-or-death struggle" with Hill. Job also enjoys raping severely wounded women and corpses, getting covered in blood. The women wait for him to finish before cleaning up the mess, taking the chopped corpses or wounded to be butchered and sold.

Like Hans, Job doesn't care much about food and drink, leaving the processing to the female officials, so their factory's branded meat is always cheap.

Robin's Piercing Barbecue Factory was opened by Count Robin, who is obsessed with piercing. Robin particularly enjoys the helpless and poignant feeling of women being pierced; he feels that the piercing rod is an extension of his own penis. Robin's piercing skills were exceptional. Every day, he would personally pierce dozens of female animals, then stand them upright or place them wherever he could see them, watching them struggle helplessly and cum, turning into delicious roast meat in the oven and roasting pit. He would then excitedly ravage these female animals on the slaughtering table.

Jack's Restaurant was a famous and largest commoner's restaurant in Sky Blue City. It was opened by Baron Jack and offered a free restaurant where commoner female animals were selected and slaughtered on-site.

Baron Jack was a man with a strong desire for self-expression and loved to personally slaughter female animals in front of many women.

Originally, he served as a cook in the army, slaughtering female guests or horses in front of many female soldiers and listening to their cheers and praises. However, after a dangerous battle with a pack of wild beasts that broke out of the forest, the timid Baron Jack was terrified. So, he returned to Sky Blue City with the reluctant farewell of the female soldiers.

To satisfy his desire for self-expression, he opened a very large, and currently the largest, commoner's restaurant in Sky Blue City. The restaurant had a special, higher-level slaughtering and cooking platform, surrounded by commoners who came to eat. At mealtimes, Jack would personally select commoner women to dine on the platform. If a woman was quick enough, she could climb onto the slaughtering table first. Jack would tie her to the table and slaughter her himself, sometimes grabbing a favorite and raping her.

If his slaughter was met with cheers from the women, he would excitedly slaughter another, only resting when he was too tired to lift his arms.

However, Baron Jack was not good at business. Even with the help of professional female officials, his restaurant always hovered on the edge of losses, requiring him to use his own quota to subsidize the restaurant's expenses. But Baron Jack didn't care, happily working at the restaurant every day. Count Robin,

a self-proclaimed gourmet of live barbecue, owned many famous Robin chain barbecue restaurants, the most well-known restaurants in Sky Blue City. When the women from the factory were being roasted and transported to the barbecue restaurants, they were often still conscious. The meat, emitting a delicious aroma, always seemed to weakly smile at the female slaves queuing to buy it.

This resulted in long lines at Count Robin's barbecue restaurant every day, contributing a significant amount of tax revenue to the country annually, which led to his promotion to count within a few years.

Count Robin was very picky about his female slaves. Despite the large number of female slaves applying every day, he only bought those between the ages of twenty-five and thirty, who were healthy and had voluptuous figures. Female slaves with large breasts and big buttocks, in particular, always received a large sum of money to keep for their favorites. However, the biggest reason the female slaves liked to come to his piercing barbecue restaurant was that Count Robin had a thick, long penis and an extremely strong sex drive. He especially enjoyed having sex with voluptuous female slaves, and he would personally have sex with almost every one of them before piercing them himself.

Hill Fast Food Meat Industry, on the other hand, was a fast-food chain with many branches. These were ordinary fast-food restaurants, and customers who spent a certain amount would receive a small piece of meat as a gift. Since each person only received a small piece, it was easily digestible for the female slaves, and they wouldn't develop aversion to eating it frequently.

Earl Hill's slaughterhouse was highly efficient, processing hundreds of female livestock daily, with a maximum capacity of a thousand.

Hill's meat business sold such large quantities of female livestock because Earl Hill particularly loved the rarest and most prized parts—the nipples and genitals. These parts were larger and more flavorful in women who had given birth than in newly matured ones. Therefore, his slaughterhouse exclusively selected mature, past-birth females. If each female only consumed this small portion, a large number of animals would be wasted, leading to numerous complaints from women.

Earl Hill devised a method of mass-producing and cheaply selling female livestock, combining streamlined slaughtering with fast-food chains. While he offered large quantities of female meat at low prices, his restaurants profited handsomely from high-quality, low-priced meat, contributing significantly to the national tax revenue. Because Hill's meat business also bought back large quantities of older, past-birth females, Earl Hill was also granted the title of Earl.

Xihai Fresh Meat Industry, on the other hand, follows a high-end boutique route. Founded by Earl Xihai, who claimed to be an aesthete, the company's founder,

Xihai Fresh Meat Industry was indeed a product of his fondness for female livestock with perfect figures. He established numerous strict criteria for judging these women, which quickly became universally accepted standards. These criteria

included: the shape, weight, size, elasticity, color, smoothness, moisture, and fullness of the breasts and buttocks; the proportions of the arms and thighs to the body, their thickness, and their bust, circumference, and hip measurements; the length, color, calluses, moisture, and flexibility of the hands, fingers, soles, and toes; the flexibility and torso's proportions to the body; the elasticity of the lower abdomen; the sensitivity, depth, strength, and duration of the vagina; the amount and speed of vaginal secretions; the speed, force, and total amount of urine ejection; and the tightness, sensitivity, and endurance of the anus, among others.

The West Sea Fresh Meat Clan selects its ingredients exclusively from wealthy women, second only to the war maidens of aristocratic families and the magicians of the temple in terms of sourcing standards. Each selected woman is between twenty-one and twenty-eight years old, possessing a beautiful figure and stunning looks. Being chosen for the West Sea Fresh Meat Clan is a source of pride for many women.

After becoming livestock, they must spend three months in the West Sea Fresh Meat Clan's pen, undergoing daily physical training, being fed and excreted under the same system. At slaughter, they undergo a final assessment; those who pass are quickly and efficiently slaughtered, dismembered into standard small pieces at the moment of their climax, and then delivered by a special team to the wealthy families on the Golden Fruit Tree. Those who fail continue training and conditioning; three failures result in elimination, allowing them to choose another slaughterhouse.

"That piece of meat is almost still alive," many customers exclaim, looking at the bright red meat.

This is the highest praise for the West Sea Fresh Meat Clan. West Sea Fresh Meat is renowned for its exceptional freshness, superior quality, and exquisite taste.

Each piece of premium fresh meat is very expensive, unaffordable for ordinary people, yet highly sought after by the wealthy. Even many nobles regularly consume Xihai's premium fresh meat. Xihai's premium fresh meat is entirely pre-ordered; buying it on the spot is virtually impossible. One must go to the livestock pen to select a whole female animal and purchase it at a discounted price.

Although only a few dozen, at most less than a hundred, female animals are processed daily, many wealthy and noble women support Xihai, thus earning it the support of upper-class women and the title of Earl.

There are also many smaller, but still somewhat famous and distinctive, restaurants and slaughterhouses.

Zheng Kung Fu, founded by Baron Zheng Ke, specializes in steamed meat buns, meatballs, meat sauce, flat meat, meat patties, glutinous rice balls, and shumai, also offering whole or partially steamed dishes. However, due to the large volume of meat offered, its business barely breaks even, catering mainly to the late-night snack needs of ordinary people.

Baron Zheng Ke enjoys personally pushing female animals into the meat grinder, watching them scream as they are turned into pieces and minced meat.

However, because he was unprofessional and did not strictly select female animals, nor did he classify and cook the various meats and offal, most of the female animals did not like it here. They felt that the slaughter was too casual, and that when people were eating them, they could not even tell what the meat was or whether it was their own.

There were also feed mills that specifically accepted female livestock that had been dead for a long time, were very dirty, or were particularly weak. These included female gladiators who had died or been seriously wounded in the arena, female livestock carcasses from nearby battlefields, female livestock that were not in good condition and were not accepted by slaughterhouses, and female livestock that were particularly thin. They also accepted female livestock who had committed crimes and needed to be executed.

The Hongke Feed Mill was a slaughterhouse that specialized in producing various feeds. Its founder, Baron Hongke, established the mill out of pity for the unwanted female livestock. He didn't want the poor female livestock carcasses to rot in the wild, so he took in all the unwanted female livestock, beheaded and dismembered them, dried and cured them, and then made them into feed to sell to seaside farms and small poultry farms.

Another feed mill, even more infamous than the Hongke Feed Mill, was the Shilai Feed Mill, run by Baron Shilai, a man with psychological problems—or rather, an extreme pervert. Extremely thin, like a demon from hell, he, like Baron Zhengke, enjoyed chopping up female livestock. What women found unacceptable was that he rarely ate meat, but preferred to leave the chopped meat and other ingredients there to rot and breed insects.

The female livestock working there were either homeless or had committed crimes. They were forced to work daily in shackles, packaging the rotting, dried insects and meat together to sell to livestock farms for chickens, ducks, and other small animals. Any surplus was scattered in the wild for birds to eat. Until Baron Shilai pushed them onto the slaughterhouse table, making them part of his ranks.

The Shilai Feed Mill was a place akin to a prison, though women preferred to call it hell. Just a walk around the vicinity of the feed mill, a distant glimpse of that stinking, eerie place, would silence any woman, and she would become obedient from then on. Most female criminals would rather die by crashing into a wall than go near that place, yet their corpses are still sent there. Baron Schray doesn't care whether the women are dead or alive.

Baron Schray has his reasons: he establishes a deterrent for women, ensuring the survival of wild animals and maintaining the ecosystem to some extent. He also dislikes leaving that terrifying place, allowing him, who never provides semen to women, to comfortably reside in a corner of the outskirts of Sky Blue City. However

, even if he provided female animals for insemination, the semen exchange wouldn't accept them. Everyone is terrified of anything bearing Schray's name. If any semen exchange dared to accept his semen, it's likely no one would come seeking pregnancy for the next hundred years.

There are also leather workshops that specialize in receiving female animals with superior skin, skinning them to make furniture. Because superior female animals are expensive, leather goods and furniture are only used by nobles, so these workshops are small-scale, focusing on high-end products, and usually processing materials supplied by customers.

There are also some scattered slaughterhouses, but because they are unprofessional and cannot form a large scale, no one pays much attention to them, and they are only sought out when needed. December 7th, Chapter 44: Pillow-Shaped Female Beast.

Tomorrow is Yue's coming-of-age ceremony, and Yue took the opportunity to ask for leave to come to my villa to play. The coming-of-age ceremony is approaching, and Yue is both excited and enthusiastic, her heart pounding even more restlessly. Before I even got out of bed, she pounced on my bed like a puppy, waiting for me to wake up, carefully taking my penis into her mouth little by little.

When I woke up, my penis was deeply in Yue's mouth, her entire sensitive little mouth, throat, and esophagus working hard to massage it. A dog leash attached to her collar was placed beside me.

With a forceful pull on the collar, Yue was forced to swallow the remaining half of my penis, which was deeply inserted into her esophagus. Caught off guard, Yue choked so much that her eyes rolled back, and saliva dripped from her mouth. Treating me like this only excited Yue, who squeezed my penis against her esophagus without any fear of choking. I released her urethra, and a stream of hot urine poured directly into her stomach.

"Ugh, ugh..." Yue actually climaxed, her body convulsing as she lay on the bed.

Yue was a natural-born, pet-like female animal; she always treated herself as my pet, completely disregarding the opinions of others. Her body was exceptionally voluptuous, and her entire body was highly sensitive. Even oral sex would arouse her greatly, and drinking enough strong urine would trigger an orgasm. If I treated her roughly, such as stomping on her stomach or whipping her buttocks until they bled, she was particularly prone to squirting.

This was Yue's proudest and most arrogant trait; relying on the regenerative abilities she gained from eating the Golden Fruit, she dared to engage in rough play that no other female animal would do. There were even some methods I dared not use on her, for fear of damaging her.

"Cough cough cough..." Yue lay on her side on the bed, convulsing, her eyes glazed over.

I picked up Yue and carried her into the bathroom, grabbing the dog leash and tossing her into the tub. Yue didn't struggle at the bottom; a string of bubbles rose to the surface, gradually diminishing.

After a while, I pulled on the leash and lifted her onto the floor. Yue's mouth and nose were full of water; her limbs were limp and open, her eyes lifeless, and some water was dribbling from her nose and mouth.

I gently stepped on her slightly swollen belly, pressing down on it repeatedly. Yue lifted her head and feet like a rag doll, gushing water from her mouth and nose. Once she had expelled most of the water, I held her around the waist, head down, letting her expel the remaining water.

Yue, having caught her breath, coughed and gasped softly. I put her on the floor, put her back in the water, and enjoyed the service of the four maids.

After a while, Yue vomited the last mouthful of water before weakly turning over. "Good morning, brother."

"How was it? Was it fun?"

"Mmm, it felt so good. It would feel even better if you stomped harder and sprayed all the water out."

"..." I smiled wryly, at a loss with this playful sister who didn't care about herself. "Alright, if you kill Yue in one go, who will I play with next?"

"Hehe, brother, do you want to do it again? Let me give Yue an enema first, then it'll be even more fun to spray water from both ends."

Yue pounced on me, rubbing her proud, large breasts against my chest, seducing me coquettishly.

"No, if Yue doesn't behave, brother will spank her."

"Mmm~~~~ Then brother can spank me too." Yue turned around and lay on the edge of the pool, swaying her ample buttocks from side to side towards me. "Come on, brother will spank Yue's butt."

"Yue, if you keep playing around, brother will fuck you so hard you can't get out of bed." I sighed in defeat, resorting to my last threat.

Yue pouted and swam back unhappily, "Brother is mean, he always uses this trick to scare Yue."

I patted Yue's head to comfort her, "Okay, okay, tomorrow is Yue's coming-of-age ceremony, brother promises Yue won't have to get out of bed tomorrow."

"Hmm, brother, let's go out and play today."

"Alright, where does Yue want to go?" I stepped out of the bath, and four maids brought towels to dry us off and helped me put on my clothes. As usual, Yue wasn't wearing anything, or rather, she was only wearing the circlet that represented her noble status, and the rope attached to my hands.

"Yue wants to visit the meat factory this morning."

"A meat factory? What's so fun about that assembly-line slaughtering? Brother's slaughtering skills are far superior."

Yue rubbed her wet breasts against my clothes coquettishly, "Hmm~~~ That's different, isn't it? Brother wants Yue to be queen, so she should learn these things." "

You're right. What about this afternoon?"

"Let's go to the arena this afternoon. Brother will go down and slaughter a few female warriors, cut off a few breasts, or take out a few intestines to eat. Come on, come on! Actually, the sisters all want to visit. They think Brother should learn from the factory and speed up the slaughtering process. They're not young anymore." Yue tried to help me get dressed, but ended up making things worse, finally kneeling helplessly at my feet.

"Alright, which factory should we go to? Never mind, you guys decide. Just don't forget to give them visiting invitations."

Men in the Azure Kingdom don't usually meet, but they occasionally visit each other. Although they might not meet during a visit, they are always warmly received. To promote mutual learning and exchange, men like to visit other people's businesses and learn from their experiences.

After breakfast, Lina had already prepared the carriage, and a group of riders were also ready. I respectfully opened the carriage door and pulled Yue into the carriage.

"Huh, what's this..." I saw that one side of the spacious carriage had been converted into a long table, on which were ten female animals, only their bodies and heads remained. I could tell at a glance that they were my battle maidens and mages.

Their arms and legs had been cut off at the root and had been magically treated, making them look like they were born without arms and legs.

Because their thighs had been cut off at the root, their vulvas were completely exposed, wide open and holding dildos. Each of them had a small pool of honey under their bodies, reflecting a soft, watery light in the spacious and bright carriage.

Without the contrast of legs, their long hair appeared exceptionally long and soft, some as long as their bodies, gently tied behind their backs. They could no longer touch their beautiful long hair with their own hands. The short clumps of grass seemed to have been trimmed, adorning their beautiful vulvas like decorations.

That row of limbless female beasts were all slightly flawed in figure; among my female beasts, whose figures were all top-notch and voluptuous, they were only slightly inferior. But they were still rare beauties. It was clear that Lina was expressing the pitiful vulnerability unique to female beasts in a different way. Now they were all inserted into dildos fixed to the long table. The dildos were very thick, obviously used to dilate my vulva to my size.

"Your Highness!" Several female beasts saw me and twisted their bodies excitedly and shyly. Honey-like fluids flowed continuously from their vulvas. Their bodies, which had never been seen by men for twenty years, were incredibly pure. Suddenly, they were completely exposed to me without any cover. Regardless of whether they were usually bold and generous, they would feel ashamed.

"Brother, these are the female beasts that Sister Lina prepared for you. Sister Lina said they're as pretty as cushions. It'll be boring in the carriage, so you can practice your skills. This will also speed up your processing." Seeing my question, Yue explained, "Their hands and feet have already been shared with the sisters." Lala

also got into the carriage. She wasn't on duty today and went out with Yue to keep me company. She added, "Your Highness, you can choose the one you like. If you're not finished, send her to the kitchen. We'll get a new one next time."

I nodded, sat down in my seat, and reached out to pull out a female beast. Holding her, she was indeed like a warm, soft cushion. I felt an instant fondness for her and gave her a deep kiss. "Is it uncomfortable?"

The female beast's pretty face flushed slightly, and she shyly lowered her head, answering my question in a low voice, "It's not uncomfortable, it's just a little...uncomfortable."

"You are all so beautiful, so cute like this." I sincerely praised her, reaching out to stroke her body.

"Thank you, Your Highness." She struggled to straighten her delicate body, unable to resist, both shy and delighted as she enjoyed my caresses, letting out soft, comfortable moans.

"I'm going to enjoy your body now, are you ready?" I kissed her lightly and placed her on my penis.

"Mmm." She struggled to spread her vulva, successfully swallowing my enormous penis, her eyes welling with excitement. "Ah, oh, Your Highness, it's so big… ah, it's so long, woo woo~~~"

I pressed her deeply onto my penis until the softest part could go no further.

"Oh, it feels like my whole body is filled by Your Highness." Feeling my penis stop moving forward, the pillow-like female animal breathed a sigh of relief, playfully sticking out her tongue. "I thought Your Highness was going to pierce me."

The pillow-like female animal obediently stuck out her little tongue for me to taste, her body constantly writhing, squeezing and massaging my penis, making me sigh with satisfaction. Seeing my satisfaction, she twisted her body even more vigorously, but with such a large penis inside her, it was very difficult for her, and she was soon covered in fragrant sweat.

Since only her vagina was left for support, and only her vagina could exert force, it couldn't relieve the intense stimulation. She could only find a sense of security by tightly gripping my penis with her vagina. She tried her best to endure wave after wave of pleasure, constantly letting out cute moans.

I lovingly grasped her slender waist, pinched her round buttocks, and thrust my penis in and out. The female slut could only writhe and submit, like a large male sex toy, very enjoyable to fuck.

"Ugh~~~!" The female slut climaxed, her body stiffening and rigid. I activated my deep-draining technique, and her essence immediately gushed out like a fountain. She opened her mouth wide and let out a silent scream, her body stiffening as if suffocating in a daze—the cute look of many female sluts reaching extreme orgasm.

In less than a minute, all the essence in her body was sucked away, her body losing some of its luster and becoming somewhat dry. The ultimate climax requires experiencing her entire essence and life.

Gradually regaining consciousness, the body of the female "pillow" slumped limply, her vagina losing its contractile strength. Her slightly withered face, bearing a satisfied smile, slowly drooped to one side.

Lala pulled her cooling body out, gently placing her in a bag beside her. After wrapping her in the bag, she opened the carriage door and handed her to the guards outside.

Until the last female "pillow" was sent out of the carriage, I quietly refined their essence, feeling my internal strength improve somewhat. However, after advancing to the sixth level, I clearly felt my training speed slow down. Even absorbing the essence of ten female "pillows" each day, the speed was much slower.

At this rate, I should have to wait until I was twenty to advance to the seventh level. Wouldn't the eighth and ninth levels take fifteen and forty-five years respectively? Wouldn't I be eighty years old by the time I reach the ninth level? Moreover, the essence of sucking yin has increased dramatically from a little at the beginning, to one or two female beasts, and now to more than ten. At that point, won't I be absorbing fifty to a hundred powerful female beasts every day? Will I become as powerful as a goddess like Hilna?

At the entrance of the West Sea slaughterhouse, a woman with a perfect figure led a line of female beasts. Clearly, the Earl of West Sea was out traveling today; otherwise, these female beasts would be standing in two vertical rows. (

Chapter 45 Visiting the West Sea Meat Factory )

The leading woman was clearly the Earl of West Sea's favorite. She had many markings on her body, diagrams illustrating the dissection of female beasts. Besides the cutting lines for each piece of meat, there were also words like left breast, right breast, lower abdomen, waist, saloon, T-bone, and yin ribs. In addition, she wore a corset around her waist, a thin rope running from the front over her crotch to her back, suggesting that something for discipline was inserted into her vagina or anus. She wore exaggeratedly high heels, barely able to touch the ground with her toes.

Looking at the entire row of female beasts whose height, breasts, waists, hips, and thighs were almost perfectly identical, all dressed in uniform bodysuits that revealed their perfectly shaped breasts and buttocks, even their genitals were remarkably similar, I couldn't help but admire Earl Xihai as a true aesthetic artist. If you ignored their faces, these female beasts would practically have bodies that were nine A-cups. Even his own maids adhered to this strict standard.

"Lucy greets Your Highness. I am truly sorry that Lord Xihai is not here today, so I will accompany Your Highness on your tour." The leading lady stepped forward and stood gracefully at the door of my carriage.

"Hmm, hello Lucy. I suddenly decided to come and take a stroll. Sorry to bother you." I took her hand and kissed the back of it.

Visits between nobles were normal. When visiting, one could choose some of the other's female servants for their own use, but the steward, personal maids, guards, female relatives, and pets (such as female dogs) were off-limits. These were considered the noble's personal servants, and making unreasonable demands would result in being driven away. Afterwards, no one would welcome such a visit.

The choice of female servants depended on the noble's rank and status. Regardless of the other's rank, a high-ranking noble could choose non-personally assigned maids, female soldiers, guards, and female servants to serve or slaughter, unless the noble's steward directly assigned personal maids, battle maids, or magician guards to serve them.

Nobles can choose from the other party's maids dressed in ordinary maid clothes, female livestock awaiting slaughter, and female guards to serve or kill, or these can be assigned by the other party's female relatives or stewards. If they don't like them, they can simply leave them aside.

Generally, nobles bring their own female livestock when they visit, and only use the other party's female livestock when assigned.

For example, in my household, Lina is the steward, and her dozens of subordinate maids are her direct attendants. Lala and a dozen or so battle maidens and mages with full names are her direct guards, while Lorna and Yue are a few female relatives. Celine and Mary are high scholars and are female officials. I don't have a dedicated pet yet. Yue occasionally likes to act as my female dog, but I want her to develop a queenly demeanor, so I haven't officially assigned her

a pet. Of course, this doesn't mean that my next-lower-ranking battle maidens, mages, and female officials can be moved, because their origins, strength, and status are equivalent to guards and direct maids. Without my specific designation, anyone who dares to make a mistake is offending that noble family or temple.

In other words, aside from a few classmates and teachers chosen from the commoners, female livestock picked from the roadside without my label, and a few mermaids and Allen's crew (I wouldn't mind if someone wanted mermaids and centaurs to serve them), my female livestock are not selectable. For example, I was going to label Makoto, but because so few people visit and Makoto hasn't been here for long, I forgot about it.

Therefore, very few nobles visit me, because the average quality of my female livestock is too high, making it difficult to find people to serve them. If a visiting noble is ignorant and randomly chooses someone, they might be kicked out by Lina and the others.

I slaughter about ten female livestock every day, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to assign them to others. I hope every female livestock leaves happy and satisfied. Even if that happiness and satisfaction is very short-lived, I know they can feel it. This is also a bit of my selfishness. Therefore, I rarely have private relationships with other nobles, and similarly, I rarely choose their female livestock when I visit them. Out of politeness, even if they come to visit, they bring their own female livestock without saying anything.

"Your Highness and your retinue, Lucy is pleased to serve you. Please follow me." Lucy clapped her hands, and a procession of horse-drawn carriages came galloping over.

These carriages were all open-top; the first one had two rows of two seats, entirely covered in the white skin of female livestock. The next five were six rows of four seats each, with six horsemen pulling each carriage in two rows at the front. The seats in the back were spacious and covered in wheat-colored female livestock skin.

After boarding the first carriage, my guards chuckled and boarded the carriages behind. The horsemen then led us towards the slaughterhouse.

"The Earl of the West Sea is truly generous; these carriages alone are priceless." I lifted Yue onto my lap.

Yue curiously touched everything around her.

"Your Highness is too kind." Lucy kept looking at the curious Yue, who wore the crown of the crown prince and a perfect necklace; the rope on the necklace indicated that she was my most beloved concubine. Lucy was incredibly envious of Yue's figure; she was only a teenager yet possessed such a voluptuous physique. She was even more jealous that she herself only had a waist corset. "Lord Earl of the West Sea deals with countless female slaves every day; it's normal for him to have so many high-quality hides accumulated over the years. But if Your Highness wishes, you could have your residence wrapped in the finest hides."

My surroundings were almost entirely composed of the most noble female slaves—war princesses and magicians. They were naturally a level above the wealthy women chosen by the Earl of the West Sea, making Lucy's compliment quite fitting. She was also reminding me that I could do the same.

"They've already sacrificed their bodies and lives for me; how could I bear to let their hides suffer the elements?" I smiled, rejecting the idea.

"Why does Your Highness think that way? Your female livestock exist for Your Highness, and it's an honor for them to have a part of their bodies by Your Highness's side."

"Hmm, that's true. But today's main purpose is to bring Yue out for fun. Why don't you introduce the West Sea Slaughterhouse to her?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Lucy didn't mind and introduced it to Yue: "Princess Yue, our West Sea Slaughterhouse is called 'West Sea Fresh Meat Slaughterhouse'."

"Hmm, I know, I've even eaten your meat, it's really delicious."

Lucy showed a proud expression, "Yes, the Earl of West Sea is a nobleman who pursues perfection. He has set nine criteria for judging female livestock for the entire Sky Blue Kingdom. They are face, breasts, waist, arms, thighs, hands, feet, genitals, and internal organs. For each criterion, there are five levels: D, C, B, A, and S. Our West Sea Fresh Meat only slaughters and ships female livestock that meet at least five of the criteria at an A level. We have our own dedicated delivery team to ensure that every piece of meat is delivered to the customer within one hour of slaughter. If it exceeds one hour, it must be returned."

"Wow, that's strict." Yue was surprised.

"Of course, there's a reason why our premium fresh meat is ten times the price of other female livestock meat." Lucy became particularly proud when talking about her slaughterhouse. "We're here, please follow me."

The carriage stopped in front of a large, two-story building. Outside the building, there was a long line of about two hundred female livestock, neatly lined up, whispering among themselves, tense and excited.

"Your Highness, Princess, please look. That line is our pool of potential female slaves. They're all between twenty-one and twenty-eight. Any older than that will be eliminated unless they're exceptionally high-quality." Lucy pointed to the long line. "Each female slave comes from the wealthy area of Golden Fruit Tree. They all undergo rigorous and professional selection. Before being selected, they must meet at least one or two A-grade standards, or more than seven B-grade standards."

Lucy led us up to the second floor. "The second floor is basically open-plan. All the female slaves are on the first floor. From the second-floor corridor, we can see all the rooms. There are also some offices and rest rooms. Only our staff and distinguished guests can come up here."

From the second floor, you can basically see the entire house at a glance. Above each room is a walkway wide enough for three people to walk side by side. Several naked staff members are seriously observing the scene below, diligently taking notes.

Yue and the guards watched the scene below with curiosity.

"This room is the preliminary selection room for those women. They have to go through nine checks by the Earl of the West Sea. Each check is handled and recorded by a specific person. Each check is recorded on their individual record sheet, and those who fail the final overall score are directly eliminated."

Lucy led us to the top of a long row of rooms, which contained many small iron cages. The cages were transparent, and the female animals could barely stand up inside. There was nothing underneath, just a frame and a small pit for excretion.

"This is the female livestock's rest area. Each female livestock has her own cage, and each room has three hundred cages. There are ten such rooms in total, meaning we can accommodate a maximum of three thousand female livestock. There are also five reserve rooms for trained female livestock, which can hold two thousand female livestock as reserves. That means we can have a maximum of five thousand female livestock. However, only seven or eight rooms are usually open, so our total number of female livestock is maintained at three to four thousand."

Yue asked, puzzled, "With so many people queuing every day, why are only so many rooms open?"

"Although there are many people queuing every day, we only recruit a small number. Most of the women haven't reached the standard; they must go back and train on their own until they reach the standard before coming here for intensive training," Lucy explained with a smile. "Once each female livestock comes in, they no longer wear clothes. They will wear color tags on their nipples, waist, arms, thighs, and labia, representing their various levels. Each color tag represents a different level. This way, the staff only need to look at the color tags to know how to train them."

A guard pointed to the cages below: "There are no beds. Do they usually rest on these racks?"

"Yes, when the female slaves rest, all three of their vaginas must be fitted with dildos, installed by staff. Each dildo is inserted very deeply, basically to the limit of each slave's body. Half of their weight is supported by their three vaginas, with the rest supported by their bound feet and hands. They can choose between lying on their backs or stomachs. They also have to undergo a moderate enema while sleeping, and their urethra is plugged with water to maintain the urge to defecate."

The maids started chattering: "No way, how can they sleep like that?"

"Three cunts supporting half the weight, wouldn't that be exhausting? This isn't rest at all,"

Lucy said with a smile. "Each female animal undergoes high-intensity intensive training every day, so they'll get used to it in just a few days. The intestines are the organs that absorb nutrients from food. We use special enemas on them to activate their flesh, preventing impurities from remaining in their bodies, while also training the sensitivity and adaptability of their internal organs. Not only do they have to sleep, but they also have to maintain an enema state during the day, changing it twice a day. You know, when a female animal feels the urge

to defecate, her body becomes more sensitive; the stronger the urge, the higher the sensitivity." Lala sweated profusely: "Wow, this is really tough. With this kind of training, even the fattest female animal could achieve a perfect figure in just ten days."

Chapter 46 Animal Training

Lucy pointed to a room next door. The room was relatively small, with three neat rows of seats, each with a comfortable backrest and a small indentation on the seat, just big enough to accommodate the two cunts under the female animal: "This room next door is the excretion area. Newly arrived female animals have to use laxatives to detoxify for two days. So for the first two days, they can only stay in this room."

"So many people! What are they all looking at?" The guards looked curiously at the naked female animals sitting in their seats reading.

"The Guide to Livestock. All the female animals here are for meat production; they are purely livestock. It contains various indicators, training methods, psychological adjustment, dietary guidelines, recommended dishes, and so on. Each female animal must study it in her spare time. They cannot look at anything else. They must keep their minds pure and strictly tell themselves that they are already livestock, and not think about anything else."

Continuing forward, there was a changing room on one side, where all the arriving female animals categorized and placed all their belongings. Everything belonged to Earl of the West Sea.

Most of the rooms were large, containing dance halls, gyms, and other facilities. Many female animals were training in the same way under the guidance of staff. For example, in one dance hall, the female animals whose waists were not even at an A grade were doing various waist exercises, while in another, the female animals training their thighs and arms were running and jumping back and forth. In the hall with higher overall fitness, they were doing stretching, traction, and body shaping dance training.

Each female animal had a swollen belly, sweating profusely, and frequently rubbing her stomach and the plug in her anus in unbearable discomfort. But if they stopped for too long, the staff's whips would lash their buttocks.

The cracking sound of whips striking buttocks echoed throughout the training ground.

"Brother, come and see, there are so many dogs crawling here," Yue waved to me from not far away, grinning.

In the room below, many female animals were tightly restrained, their calves and thighs bent and bound together, their hands and knees covered with soft dog paws, their anuses plugged with dog tail-shaped plugs, their faces covered with thick restraints, their mouths gagged, and saliva dripping from the open gags. They wore collars around their necks and, urged constantly by the staff, ran desperately along the designated track. If they stopped or slowed down for too long, their buttocks would be whipped repeatedly.

My guards all smiled knowingly. They had naturally experienced similar scenes during animal training, but never like this, training them as pets. This was the first time they had seen so many people training together. Yue was very excited; she had found another fun pet exercise. I usually couldn't bear to treat her too harshly, at most making her produce nectar until she was temporarily exhausted. She hadn't learned many pet tricks, so she was naturally very happy to see this today.

"This is a way to strengthen their arms, thighs, and waist," Lucy explained.

At this moment, one of the female dogs couldn't crawl anymore and collapsed to the ground. A staff member whipped her twice, but she didn't move. So, they took out what looked like a long, fake penis from a table.

"If you can't hold on until your rest time, this thin, long dildo will be inserted all the way down to your stomach. Then you'll be suspended in the training room for a day before being taken down to rest. For feeding, liquid food will be poured in through the central tube."

As he spoke, the staff flipped the female dog over, held her down, and slowly inserted the dildo into her mouth. The female dog struggled incessantly, but to no avail. The dildo was quickly shoved down her throat, and then the entire long part was pushed into her mouth.

A staff member pushed in a cart, and they carried the distressed, struggling female dog onto the cart and drove away.

The staff member announced her punishment to the female dogs who had stopped to watch, then cracked the whip hard. All the female dogs immediately struggled to their feet.

Yue excitedly hugged me, whispering, "Brother, that dildo is as long as yours. It feels so good inside. Why are they so scared?"

"..." I looked helplessly at this sister who didn't resemble a crown prince at all. My guards and the female dogs below were trembling all over. Why was Yue so excited?

Several rooms were designated as training rooms.

One room contained long rows of triangular wooden horses, upon which sat many female slaves. Iron balls on their feet gripped their thighs tightly, and the pointed ends of the horses pressed against their genitals. As long as their upper bodies weren't upright, whips would lash their thighs or insteps, and gags would muffle their cries to almost nothing.

There were also a few other training tools, but training here was only for excessively proud or unmotivated female slaves, so the tools and rooms were few, even fewer than in my animal training room. For example, there were no gallows or crucifixes.

"So many milk-producing female livestock!"

"This is our reserve female livestock storage room. We have three rooms; two can hold five hundred people, and one can hold one thousand. This room is for intensive training of female livestock with large breasts, and it also serves as a milking room. Those below are all slaughter-ready, especially those with qualified or excellent breasts. They can produce about one thousand catties of milk per day. We can also collect a lot of honey to brew honey drinks."

In the lower room, three neat rows of female livestock lay prone on A-frame tables, their chests suspended in the air, their hands restrained on the tables, their arms only able to move slightly, perhaps looking at a female livestock manual or doing something else. Their legs were also spread wide, their heads resting on soft pillows in front of them, allowing them to turn around and chat with the female livestock next to them.

Each of their breasts had a breast pump attached to the front, the negative pressure of which was low, the milk being slowly drawn out into tubes. Their common characteristic was their large breasts, many being gigantic, but all were beautifully shaped and extremely sensitive.

Their vaginas and anuses were fitted with dildos, which were constantly being inserted and crisscrossed. The dildos were connected to iron rods and moved in unison. Below the vagina was a small funnel connected to a bottle. A catheter was also inserted into the urethra to prevent urine from mixing with honey.

"The dildos in the back are linked, powered by water. As long as the river outside doesn't dry up, the transmission won't stop on its own. These female animals are all qualified. Before being arranged for slaughter, they are responsible for producing milk and honey. They only need to spend one hour a day on training. Moreover, they don't need to get up to eat. The staff pours food into the bucket above, and the female animals drink it through straws. At the same time, the staff assists with enemas twice a day, so they don't need to maintain the urge to defecate."

Lucy said that this was complete occupation of these female animals. If there was a possibility of being eliminated before they qualified, after they qualified, they belonged entirely to the Earl of the West Sea, and there was no other outcome except slaughter and sale.

Female livestock that have reached slaughter standards are strictly controlled and managed. Even during training, they are under strict supervision and cannot move, only able to continuously produce nectar and milk. Before slaughter, these female livestock cannot go anywhere, and even the freedom to eat and excrete is lost.

The female livestock here seem to enjoy the process, with female livestock experiencing orgasms from time to time. Then the staff will pause the artificial penis behind her, and then insert it again after a while. At a glance, there are more than two hundred female livestock with qualified or excellent breasts, taking up half of the room.

"Because the demand for milk-producing breasts only accounts for 30% of the total demand for breasts, we do not recruit or reserve many female livestock with large breasts, mainly for milk production. We provide milk for the extraction of dairy products, etc."

Continuing to the next storage room, this storage room is even larger and has more people, almost filling the large room, and female livestock are constantly being brought in and placed on the animal racks.

The female animals here are restrained even more thoroughly. They lean back in soft chairs, their arms bound behind their backs, only their hands can move but have no leverage. Their legs are spread wide and bent, restrained on either side of the frame, exposing their genitals. They are also fitted with catheters and two dildos, but the dildo in their anus is smaller and doesn't move, while the dildo in their vagina is much larger and constantly poundes against their vulva, causing their vaginal fluids to drip continuously into a funnel below and into a jar.

Their heads are tilted back against pillows, with pillows on either side of their heads serving as partitions. A thin tube is inserted into their mouths, leading all the way to their stomachs, and they are blindfolded. This makes them particularly sensitive in the dark, and the constant pounding of their vulvas by the large dildos serves to intensify their stimulation and increase vaginal fluid production.

"This is our main reserve room, which can hold a thousand women. They are the most popular female livestock for their vaginas and buttocks. Each of them has a very full and beautiful vagina and buttocks, high sensitivity, and abundant nectar. They are tender, juicy, and have an excellent taste. Their vaginas account for 15% of total sales, and their buttocks account for 12%. You know, it's very difficult to train a woman's genitals; innate conditions account for 80%, but the demand is huge, so it's not surprising that the price is high."

"What about the other room?"

"There's another comprehensive training room, used for training and reserving female livestock that have achieved an average of more than five standards. They are not restrained normally, but the female livestock are constantly undergoing intensive training in the room. They are only restrained when they are resting. Their slaughter rate is the highest; the room for 500 people is almost never full." "

Are all these reserves? How many female livestock do you slaughter every day?" my guard asked.

"It depends on the number of orders. Generally, we slaughter three to five hundred a day. We only accept pre-orders, slaughtering twice a day, and delivering lunch and dinner meat quickly. Because retail time can easily exceed one hour, all the leftover meat and offal from the Earl of the West Sea are recycled into the internal canteen, where all the female livestock can get a little to taste every day. It's also to serve as an example for them to train hard." Lucy always had an admiring look on her face when she talked about the Earl of the West Sea, as if she regarded every action of the West Sea as sacred decree.

"Is the unsold part consumed internally?" Lala asked.

"Yes. Firstly, to avoid waste, and secondly, to prevent expired meat from flowing out." Lucy continued to lead us forward to another larger room, pointing down and saying to us, "This is the female livestock's dining room."

Below was a large dining room with neat rows of tables and chairs, not much different from a fast food restaurant outside. The only difference was that each chair had a large dildo fixed on it, so the female livestock had to remain excited even while eating. On the other side of the dining room was the area where people lined up to get their food. It wasn't mealtime yet, and only some staff were preparing and tidying up.

"The dining area here provides targeted rations based on the female animals' various indicators. For example, those with smaller breasts are given food designed to increase breast size, while those with more oil are given lighter food. Because there are many female animals, meals are served in five rounds, with each animal taking turns," Lucy explained, leading us through the dining area. "Next is our most important slaughterhouse. Lunchtime is approaching, and the slaughtering has already begun."

We saw workers below using small carts to pull the restrained female animals out of the storage area.

Each cart held a tightly restrained female animal, chatting with the workers pushing it. Some were nervous, some excited, some fearful, but none struggled strongly. The workers gently comforted, encouraged, and amused the animals.

"We've categorized them according to different orders, with the first qualified female animals selected first. This allows for allocation in order. Priority is given to animals with genital meat, followed by rump meat, and finally udder meat. Other parts are similar, so they're all allocated uniformly. Each selected female animal will stop being comforted and allowed to rest for twelve hours, during which time she will be stopped eating, only allowed water, and given an enema every four hours."

Yue: "Yes, generally, animals are fasted for half a day before slaughter." The guards nodded, indicating they understood.

Chapter 47 Fresh Slaughter

"Now," Lucy pointed to a long, narrow room, "this room is the dehairing pool. Before slaughter, each female animal must lie with her head raised in a small cart, which will be placed in the dehairing pool and moved downstream."

The female animals moved slowly in the pool, only their heads remaining above water. Those with long hair had their hair suspended from hooks that could move freely above, while those with short hair had ropes around their necks and hung from hooks above. Then, the animals and carts were pushed down a ramp into the dehairing pool and into another room.

"The female animals are soaked for five minutes before entering the cleaning workshop. Each female animal passes through a dehairing pool, where all the hair is removed after a simple wash, but it is checked again."

The cleaning room has many individual washing stations. Two workers wearing protective clothing pull the female animals out to their respective washing stations, quickly loosen the restraints, and lift them onto a platform.

Then, the restraints are hooked to both ends of the washing station, so the animals can straighten their limbs and cannot bend them.

The workers hold a brush in one hand and a hose in the other, brushing and rinsing simultaneously. In just a few moments, all the hair on the female animals is removed and washed into the grooves of the washing station.

After rinsing clean, the workers turn the animals over twice to check again, then carry them back to the cart, and the person who brought them there continues to push them to the next room.

"Next are two initial slaughtering rooms, with a total of fifty slaughtering machines. Each machine can perform the first step of limb separation on fifty female animals at a time. The slaughtering process takes a long time; there's a twelve-hour rest period beforehand, which is to make it easier for the female animals, who are temporarily deprived of stimulation, to reach orgasm." Lucy had remained calm the whole way, but when they arrived at the slaughtering room, she seemed to become very aroused. Her legs were tightly closed and rubbing together, and her slippery nectar quickly soaked the inside of her thighs.

The slaughtering room wasn't large; each slaughtering machine was a platform about half a person's height, with a human-sized indentation on it. During slaughter, the female animals were made to lie in the indentation with their limbs spread wide. There were simple restraints on their arms, forearms, thighs, calves, and waist, and their legs were raised, so that the female animals' vaginas and anuses were fully stretched and exposed, with drainage grooves around them.

The female animals were brought to the slaughtering machines one after another to await slaughter.

The first animal brought in was pushed to slaughter machine number one. She was nervous, taking deep breaths. Five workers lifted her from the vehicle and placed her on the slaughtering table, securing her in place.

Her legs were spread wide and raised, her entire body restrained. One worker carefully comforted her, meticulously tidying her hair. Two workers took out two dildos and inserted them into her vagina and anus, thrusting them in and out. Two other workers stroked her sensitive areas.

"These slaughtering machines use the instant decomposition technology invented by the Earl of the West Sea. Five people are responsible for teasing the animal, adjusting the angle of the blades according to her body movements. When she climaxes, she simultaneously steps on the pedal below, and the blades instantly spring out, decomposing the animal at the moment of climax, without pain, and preserving the meat quality to the maximum extent."

All five men were highly professional and knew her erogenous zones perfectly. They rhythmically and relentlessly teased her, and soon the woman let go, moaning softly. Her juices flowed continuously from her vulva. She writhed her perfect body, but couldn't alleviate the ecstasy. The staff didn't rush her to orgasm; instead, they stopped their caresses, waiting for her to writhe in discomfort before resuming their teasing. This continued for a long time, five times in total, until she couldn't reach orgasm.

The woman struggled to contract her body, unaware that the five staff members were adjusting the platform beneath her. They were adjusting the angle of the blades, judging her joint positions based on her movements, and placed their feet on a footrest

. They exchanged glances and nodded to indicate they were ready. Suddenly, a gush of fluid spurted from her vulva, her body opening wide as she reached a peak orgasm. The five staff members abruptly slammed down on the footrest. The woman suddenly stopped all movement.

My guards and I were all highly skilled in martial arts, and we only saw a fleeting moment as the sharp blade flashed and retracted swiftly below the junction of the animal's neck, shoulder, buttocks, and thigh. Those who saw it clearly clutched their chests and tightened their legs in fear. They could almost feel the almost invisible blade slicing through their arms and thighs.

Five workers untied the animal's restraints; one lifted her head and set it aside, while the other lifted her body and placed it on a cart. Blood immediately gushed from the five cuts, flowing continuously into the trenches and trickling down to the opening below the waist, eventually collecting in a bucket below.

Four workers placed the limbs into buckets beside them and then onto another cart, which was immediately pushed into another room.

Only after the first slaughtered animal was separated and placed on the truck did Lucy take a deep breath, then

said with an embarrassed self-deprecating laugh, "Every time I see a slaughter like this, I get so excited, I really want to go down and experience it myself." Lala smiled shyly, understanding: "Yeah, it's really exciting. Let's hurry to the next one. Otherwise, I'm also tempted to go down and experience it myself."

Below, one female animal after another was teased, emitting joyful moans and writhing incessantly, then suddenly transforming from livestock into pieces of meat in ecstasy.

Throughout the slaughterhouse, all the female animals remained sexually aroused. They would all eventually be slaughtered by me, and seeing such a scene, they would naturally imagine their own bodies being played with by me, slaughtered by me, then placed on a fire or in a pot, slowly cooked, and then eaten by me.

The women, watching from below, incessantly masturbated. Several inserted their fingers into their vaginas, stroking them repeatedly. They would occasionally look at me with watery eyes, hoping I would pin them to the ground, even onto the slaughtering machine, and brutally play with their bodies, beheading them during their orgasms, leaving only their bodies convulsing in ecstasy.

Yue, even more pathetic, took my finger into her vagina, the gushing nectar soaking my hand. She reached into my crotch, rubbing my penis incessantly, her eyes shimmering with tears, her pretty face flushed. Although I had just brought her to orgasm twice, the Crown Prince's libido was extremely strong, and he recovered quickly.

"Brother, Yue wants it." Yue finally couldn't move anymore. She knelt before me, took out my penis, and put it in her mouth, swallowing it little by little until it was down her throat.

Lucy gasped, covering her mouth in shock. She was horrified by the size of my penis. Yue surprised her even more; that seemingly ordinary little mouth could actually swallow such a thick penis—was she born in the Year of the Snake?

Knowing that if Yue wasn't satisfied, she wouldn't be able to watch what followed, and to avoid delaying everyone, I grabbed Yue's head, pulled out my penis, and lifted her up, pressing my penis against her vagina.

I slowly pushed my penis into Yue's vagina, her small vagina opening wide. "Ah, ahh, brother, fuck Yue hard, ahhh~~~"

My penis smoothly spread Yue's vagina and penetrated her uterus. Although Yue was only twelve years old and petite, her vagina had been developed by me for a long time and was extremely elastic. However, with such a thick penis inside, Yue couldn't exert any strength.

I just held Yue's buttocks and fucked her again and again. Her juices soaked my pants as my penis flowed down. After a few thrusts, the excited Yue had an orgasm.

The guards couldn't help but envy Yue, who was enjoying such special treatment. They knew how many of their sisters had only been favored by His Highness once. Yue, receiving such special care even in front of others, was truly one in a million.

Yue, her desires satisfied, refused to get down, clinging to me as I held her high. Lucy and my guards, however, were suffering. With such a stimulating scene of slaughter below, and Yue enjoying my penis, they couldn't help but rub their vulvas vigorously.

"Follow me." Lucy forced herself to turn her head away, leading us to the next room. "This is the cutting room, where limbs and torsos are cut separately. Limbs are easier; they're chopped open, bagged immediately, and delivered—it's an independent operation. The body cutting workshop uses an assembly line."

The room on the left was specifically for processing arms and thighs. Buckets containing arms or thighs passed over a constantly moving conveyor belt. Workers would take the buckets and set them aside, then fish the arms and thighs out of the bloody water, chopping them open with heavy cleavers into thighs, calves, feet, upper arms, forearms, and hands, placing the chopped meat back onto the belt.

Bright red chunks of meat fell down the conveyor belt into a tray at the end, where workers quickly packed the different parts into boxes. Other workers wrapped the boxes in waterproof cloth to prevent blood from dripping, then labeled them and set them aside. Several workers continuously collected the packaged meat and sent it out of the room.

Because there was no blood control, the aprons and hands of the workers chopping meat and packing were quickly soaked with blood; only the packaging and receiving workers were clean.

The whole process was incredibly fast; from the arms and thighs entering to the packaging and shipping out, it took less than three minutes on average.

"Why not drain the blood? There's still so much blood inside," the guards questioned.

"Draining the blood would take too much time, and without the nourishment of blood, the meat would dry out and spoil quickly," Lucy explained, having answered this question many times before. "We sell meat by different cuts, not by weight. The meat that's ready for shipment is already at the correct weight before slaughter."

After a brief glance at the room, we moved to the area above where the bodies were processed.

One beautiful body after another was transported there, bright red blood flowing continuously from five large wounds, some revealing stained bone. The knife was incredibly sharp, the cuts perfectly clean. Having been slaughtered instantly during their intense orgasm, their bodies still twitched, some vaginas still leaking fluid, seemingly unaware that they were now flesh.

The body was loaded onto a conveyor belt. Workers on either side dragged the body over, stabbing it below the sternum with a knife, pulling it up to above the genitals, and then pushing it back onto the conveyor belt.

Next, workers worked in pairs; one pulled out the intestines, while the other inserted a knife, making several cuts to pull out the stomach and large intestine, pushing the body back onto the conveyor belt. Some connections were then severed, and the intestines and stomach were placed in a nearby basin and passed to the person behind for further processing.

The workers below cut off the liver, spleen, and other organs, placing them in another basin and passing them to the person behind for further cutting and packaging.

Then, a worker grabbed the genitals and skillfully cut off the vulva, vagina, uterus, and ovaries. The lower half of the animal's body was completely empty.

The next group of workers dragged the body onto the chopping board. They cut open the meat below the chest, chopped open the lumbar vertebrae with a large knife, put the meat above the chest back, and continued chopping the meat from the waist, cutting it into small, bone-in pieces, each section separated by a vertebra, into long, bone-in strips of meat.

The staff carefully cut off the breasts and packed them into bags behind them. Next

, they used bone clamps to break the sternum, opened the chest cavity, and then removed the lungs and heart, which were sliced and packaged for the waiting people nearby.

The last person pulled the mutilated chest onto the chopping board, chopped it into pieces, and then continued chopping it into small pieces of ribs.

One body after another was sent onto the conveyor belt, and within minutes, it was completely transformed into chunks of meat.

Chapter 48 The Taste of Love

"These skilled workers have undergone extensive training before they can take their positions. Processing a carcass takes an average of only four minutes, including sorting and packaging," Lucy proudly introduced to us.

"So fast. That's amazing," my guards exclaimed in admiration.

"Yes, the next room is the last one; that's our distribution and sorting area."

In the large room below, many workers methodically processed packages of meat, placing them into baskets and then hanging them on the centaurs. Dozens of centaurs lined up neatly in four rows, ready for delivery. When it was their turn, the worker hung the basket on her, handed her the delivery slip, and after the centaur took the goods, she would walk to the side to confirm the contents of the slip before galloping away.

Lucy watched the riders gallop away and said, "Each rider delivers an average of twenty packages of meat, distributed by staff familiar with the terrain, and sent to the nearest location. We've also created a dedicated racetrack for riders and horses; during delivery times, those marked with our insignia can race directly to the Golden Fruit Tree. This saves a lot of time; each rider can reach their destination in a maximum of twenty minutes. They only handle delivery and signatures; they don't collect payment, so each household only needs to stop for half a minute. All deliveries can be completed within thirty minutes." Lala exclaimed

, "No wonder it's called 'Extra Fresh Meat'! Processing time is only about ten minutes, and delivery takes a maximum of twenty minutes. From slaughter to meat to delivery, it takes less than an hour for a female animal to be ready."

Lucy replied, "Of course, our Earl of the West Sea is a perfectionist. This is a goal we've achieved after a long and arduous process."

"Yes, but it's really sad that hundreds of A-grade female livestock turn into meat every day."

Lucy smiled helplessly. "There's no way around it, the competition among nobles is too fierce. They have to contribute dozens of people to the country every day, but the slaughter rate is hard to keep up with. After all, no one wants to become an old and ugly woman. You are actually very lucky. Women who cultivate age on average five years later than us ordinary people. You have many more opportunities than us."

"Oh no, our competition is fierce too, okay?" My guards immediately started making a fuss.

"That's right, most of our sisters are only dealt with by the high-ranking nobles, but there are too few of them."

"Yeah, yeah, even if we age later, who is interested in dealing with female livestock over thirty years old?"

"Like our prince, he only deals with a dozen or so female livestock every day. Before, it was only a few a day, but one ejaculation can be distributed to nearly a hundred women."

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense!"

A guard shrank his neck, stuck out his tongue, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that I didn't react.

Lucy listened with a wry smile to the descriptions of the battle maidens and mages, realizing that those she usually envied weren't much better than herself. She glanced again at Yue, who was sitting on my penis, looking around, and noticed her incredible energy. She'd already had three orgasms in such a short time, yet she was still so energetic. If she'd been fucked three times by the Count, she'd be limp and helpless by now.

What a perfect female beast! A youthful face, huge breasts, a voluptuous yet petite figure—it instantly aroused a desire to conquer, and she was so resilient, with amazing recovery ability and abundant juices. At least a 7S level. It's no surprise she had a whole set of circuses. With that kind of physique, she should be a crown prince.

"Your Highness, the tour is over. Would you like to dine at the Count's private restaurant? Our chefs are the most professional; whatever you wish to eat, we can make it." Lucy, a very polite butler, seeing my guards still enthusiastically touring while I had lost interest after one look, invited me to sample the food.

"Our Highness prefers freshly slaughtered and cooked food," Lala stepped forward. Outside, she was my captain of the guards and also my steward, handling negotiations between me and outsiders according to my needs.

"Of course, no problem, Your Highness. We also have a storeroom with female livestock, all averaging 5A or higher. Whatever dishes Your Highness prefers, I can simply choose from there."

"No, thank you. Now that we've finished our tour, we should leave." I declined Lucy's suggestion.

"Huh?" Lucy looked at me in surprise, not understanding why I refused so easily. "Your Highness, are you not satisfied with Lucy's hospitality?"

"No, these female livestock are all top-quality ingredients, and I trust your culinary skills, but I prefer my own female livestock." I explained with a smile, which pleased my guards.

Lucy felt incredibly embarrassed. If the women here were of average quality, there would be no reason to force them on me compared to my guards. But putting aside their abilities, the women here were in no way inferior to mine. "Your Highness," Lucy said, "Lucy knows you are known as a gourmet and enjoy cooking your own top-quality women. If you wish, we can provide a kitchen and cooking utensils. We also have several S-class women for you to choose from. Even if you wish to eat Lucy, she can climb onto the slaughter table for Your Highness to enjoy."

Lucy seemed to feel insulted. A gourmet had come to her place, yet she didn't even have the desire to taste her food. Wasn't that shameful? If the Earl of the West Sea returned, wouldn't he remove her waist-binding ring?

She might really end up like those women, experiencing the slaughtering machine.

"Oh, don't misunderstand." I waved my hand, indicating that wasn't what I meant. "I know the West Sea Slaughterhouse is also famous for its culinary skills. It's just... the female livestock here lacks a certain flavor. I don't really like it without this seasoning."

Lucy frowned slightly, puzzled. "What seasoning does Your Highness need? I have over four hundred kinds of seasonings here; every seasoning you can name on Blue Star is here."

"The meat of the female livestock I eat all has a certain flavor. I don't know how to describe it; I can only call it 'like.' The female livestock here are indeed top-quality ingredients, but I can't think of any female livestock with this flavor." I shook my head, explaining somewhat awkwardly.

My guards and Yue were astonished. They had never heard of such a seasoning, let alone knew that so many of the sisters I ate had this flavor. Did they have it themselves?

"Ah!" Lucy exclaimed, staring at me blankly, seemingly very surprised.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong? I know this was a bit abrupt." Now it was my turn to be embarrassed.

"Oh, oh, I'm so sorry, Your Highness. Your words have surprised me greatly." Lucy seemed genuinely astonished by my statement, and it was quite impolite for a butler to look at a guest like that. "Your Highness, Lucy has always heard Count Westsea say that although these animals are of the finest quality, they all lack a certain flavor. That flavor is called 'love.'"

"Oh. I didn't expect Count Westsea to feel the same way?"

"Yes, ever since Lord Westsea opened the Westsea Fresh Meat Factory twenty years ago, he stopped liking the meat from the factory five years ago. He said the meat was all good, but without 'love' as seasoning, it was even worse than B-grade meat. So Lord Westsea liked to go shopping every day, and if he saw a woman he liked, he would slaughter and eat her. We never understood him, nor did we understand if this seasoning really existed."

Lucy looked melancholy. "Today, after hearing His Highness say that, it really does exist. But how can we give these female animals that flavor?"

I was also surprised, not expecting that Lord Westsea had the same feeling as me. Is this what 'the strong share the same views' means?

"Well... these animals come here to be made into meat, not because they like Lord Westsea. It's very difficult to find such female animals here." I shook my head.

After bidding farewell to the West Sea Fresh Meat Factory, Lucy watched my convoy from afar, offering no further words of farewell.

In the car, Lala excitedly sat on my penis, her petite yet rounded body thrusting with effort. Although she was my close attendant, I hadn't fucked her many times, and her vagina was still very tight; pleasing such a large penis was quite strenuous for her.

However, the feeling of being favored made her ignore her own feelings, only wanting to satisfy my desires. But this one-sided giving quickly exhausted her; Lala was, after all, a physically weak magician, and satisfying me was simply beyond her capabilities. As a result, she quickly succumbed, her juices flowing freely, her body limp as she collapsed onto me, unable to rise despite several attempts.

I placed her alongside Yue; both were exquisite young beasts, top-tier indeed. One was proud and arrogant like a kitten, the other possessed extraordinary wisdom and strength. They both had at least twenty more years of beautiful youth remaining. One was showered with affection and might even become a queen, the other becoming a retainer was almost a certainty.

But before me, they were all obedient female livestock, one willingly becoming my pet, the other voluntarily becoming my elixir. If I gave the word, they could be pierced and placed on the grill, becoming my delicacies.

However, I didn't intend to consume them so soon; such exquisite female livestock could be played with for over a decade without getting tired of them.

To ensure their peaceful service, rewarding them with my penis a few more times was not excessive. However, satisfying these two young livestock was truly difficult; before I even warmed up, their legs were completely limp and unable to close.

Still unsatisfied, I ordered a few more guards to come up, until they were all limp and powerless on the carriage, before I finally ejaculated inside one of them.

While I was enjoying Lala and Yue's company, our caravan arrived at the Grand Arena of Sky Blue City.

As a high-ranking noble, I naturally had a special place to sit, and my guards quickly found me a semi-enclosed room. This room had an excellent location, directly facing the center of the arena, offering a clear view of the scene below, while most of the women in the surrounding seats couldn't see what was happening in this room.

The room was large and fully equipped, a world apart from the cramped, individual seating below. There was even a bed, a rack, slaughtering and cooking utensils, and of course, a soft sofa. If the sights aroused me, I could even pin the female slave down on the small table in front of me and have my way with her

. Six beautiful, innocent-looking maids, all appearing to be only twelve to fifteen years old and virgins, stood guard, their bodies steadily supporting various fruits and snacks.

The containers were placed in their most alluring areas; some, with large breasts, had fruit slices pressed against their chests, drops of juice flowing down their bare breasts to their flat stomachs. Some had their vaginas greatly dilated, stuffed with small mulberries, still glistening with dew and virgin blood. Some fruit platters had a handle underneath, with the maids prone, buttocks raised high, the handle inserted into their anuses.

Even if I didn't eat anything, they would maintain these positions until I left.

Whenever I wanted to eat, they would hand me a plate. If I was satisfied with what I saw, she would happily sit on my penis, allowing it to enjoy the fresh beauty. Or, if I wasn't pleased with what I saw, I could chop them into pieces to vent my frustration.

Some of these maids were for one-time use. Visiting nobles would usually, out of politeness, sleep with one or two maids, or slaughter them for lunch or dinner, as a way of acknowledging the service provided by their master.

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