【The Legend of the Female Ranger】(Original title: The Righteous Female Ranger) 6

As I backed away, surveying the tavern's layout, just as I was about to leap onto a table behind me to gain a better
position, a deafening "boom" resounded. My vision blurred, and when I opened my eyes again, I saw Tessos's massive
body blocking me from the pirate. He stood on a single ceiling panel,
completely flattening the pirate whose guts I had slashed open, who was still breathing.
"Tessos, you idiot! Look at the mess you've made! Grab this woman! This bitch killed
Greybeard!" the pirates clamored.
At this point, I couldn't hold much hope for Tessos. Not only was he a fool, but I also
doubted he would dare defy these pirates.
His back seemed to tremble slightly as he stealthily moved closer to me, gently touching
where I was standing. Then, he suddenly grabbed my waist and pulled me into his arms. My first thought was, "That's it, I
'm going to be dragged onto the pirate ship," but his next action left me no time to think.
He shoved through the crowd with his massive body, carrying me upside down by the waist as he charged into the street. My head slammed against a doorframe
, making me dizzy. He then dashed through the streets, my head
colliding with the legs of various people, until he reached the outskirts of the city. After stepping over a large rock, he still couldn't remember that I was still being carried
by him, and finally, he passed out.
When I woke up, it was already evening, and I seemed to be on a hillside on the outskirts of the city. My head felt like it was going to explode
, but the first thing I thought of was taking out the bronze mirror I always carried to check if I was disfigured. Hmm, I looked
alright, except for a huge scar on my forehead and my left eye swollen to my cheek like a leper
. Everything else looked pretty good…
I almost fainted again. I looked as ugly as a cheap prostitute who had been beaten up for failing to satisfy a customer in a brothel
. Even if I had the money to hire a healer, I didn't know how long
it would take for the swelling to go down. And the problem was, I didn't have much money left;
I suspected the pirates had taken the money I'd spent to buy Tessos. With that kind of attitude, I doubt even ten copper coins would get me
to perform oral sex… Thinking about this, I felt incredibly wronged, and tears involuntarily streamed down my face.
What kind of nonsense was this! Things had been going wrong ever since I left the elven camp, and now I'd found this idiot! I thought he was a
reliable tank, but he's just a stupid coward! How could I rely on such a pig-like
teammate to reach the northern ice plains of Northland?
??? I grabbed some cotton cloth to wrap my forehead, and as I was feeling sad, Tessos climbed up from behind the hillside,
carrying a whole log. Seeing me crying, he dropped the log and came over to pat my head.
I yanked his hand away and snapped, "What are you doing with such a big piece of wood? Planning to
build a hut here?"
"Your eyes..." he said slowly.
"Oh, it's nothing much, just makes me look as stupid as you." Then I realized that
talking to this idiot wouldn't help; he wouldn't understand the sarcasm in my words and would only annoy me.
He looked at me with concern, then pulled an axe from his waist.
"What are you doing!" I quickly dodged, my hand reaching for the dagger behind me.
He gave me a silly grin, then took the bag from his waist, threw it heavily on the ground, and
swung the axe down at the log in front of him, saying, "It's getting dark, make a fire, eat rabbit!"
Tassos's rabbit-roasting skills were truly exceptional, and he always carried salt and spices; I suspected he
was a cook on the ship. He wolfed down his half-eaten rabbit, his eyes gleaming
as he looked at the meat in my hand.
"Do you want some? I can't eat any more anyway." I handed him the meat, and he continued tearing at
it without hesitation.
Watching him eat, I thought how wonderful it must be to be carefree. If he hadn't met me,
he might have spent his whole life on a ship, marrying a farmer's plump daughter, fishing in his old age,
without having to fight on the battlefield like his brother and become a puppet of the royal family.
Tessos noticed me looking at him and seemed a little embarrassed. He slowly chewed on the rabbit meat in his hand, occasionally
glancing at me.
"What are you looking at!" I said, "Can't you see my eyes are as big as eggs?"
"Hehe, you're... good-looking." He grinned foolishly. I turned my head away from him. Ha, even this idiot knows
what's good-looking and bad-looking. Suddenly, I felt him touching my thigh. His greasy hands roamed freely over my skin
. I pushed him away, yelling, "What are you doing! Look how filthy you are!" He looked at his hands,
licked each finger, and then, without my consent, pulled me close, forcing his greasy mouth into mine
and pulling at my tongue.
"Ugh...ugh!!" I struggled desperately. What a disgusting man! He shoved oil, salt, and
bits of food directly into my mouth. He threw away the rabbit meat in his hand and used his other greasy hand to tear open my
bra, kneading my breasts without a care for my feelings. I felt incredibly uncomfortable. His filthy
hands smeared oil and grime on my fair skin, while his mouth sucked on my tongue. Surprisingly, I
was starting to feel confused by his rough treatment. He lifted my short skirt, and my underwear was ripped off
. His mouth finally left, moving to attack my breasts. My head was still reeling; I felt like
I'd been knocked senseless by the rock. Now, pulled in front of me, I let him do as he pleased. He effortlessly inserted his oily middle finger
into my vagina, his mouth lingering between my breasts and neck. To be honest, although he was a
bit slow, his cooking and sexual skills were quite good. Or maybe it was because my IQ had dropped from the impact
…
??? Clinging to his neck, I saw my body, smeared and grimy from his hands, covered in
oil and grime, looking like a dirty village woman. His fingers were almost as thick as a normal man's penis
, and because of the oil, my body quickly began to feel pleasure…
“Mmm…so good…mmm…thrust me…thrust me harder…ah…don’t use your fingers
…use your big cock to thrust into me…I want yours…mmm…”
He quickly pulled down his pants, and his enormous, superhuman cock bounced horribly in front of me.
“
So scary…such an amazing cock…it’s impossible to fit…” I muttered to myself as
he easily lifted me up, positioned my slit against his cock, and thrust it in with a sudden, powerful motion
!
“Ugh…ahhh!!! No way!! It hurts!! It’s all the way in!! It’s reached my uterus
! Mmm…mmm…” I gripped his hands tightly, my whole body convulsing. Looking down, I saw my
stomach was bulging from the penetration, and what was even more frightening was that his cock wasn’t fully
inside me.
“No!! It can’t go any further!! It won’t go in! Uh…ahhh…it’s in my uterus
! Uhhh!!
” I felt a soft "pop" inside me, a surge of intense pleasure and pain shooting straight to my brain.
My neck arched back, almost fainting. He began to thrust slowly, each stroke reaching deep inside me. He
held my waist with one hand and my buttocks with the other, inserting a finger into my anus, while his mouth
relentlessly bit and gnawed at both nipples. Then he gradually increased the speed. I hadn't fully
recovered my senses, and now I was almost completely out of it from this frenzied rape: "Ahhh...
so good...I've never felt so stimulated before! My body...mmm...my body is
ruined by you...ahhh..." "...My pussy has been...oh, after being fucked by your huge cock
...ahhh...it can never be the same again after being fucked by you...and...you're sucking my
nipples like this...my breasts...my breasts are going to orgasm...going to orgasm...
something is going to spurt out of my breasts...ahhhhh!!" My unbearably itchy breasts were being pulled and deformed by him in his mouth.
The moment he let go, my milk spurted out, splashing all over my body. He sucked my nipples back
into his mouth, sucking my milk while forcefully thrusting his hot cock in
and out of my pussy. I felt like my uterus was going to be destroyed by him. He took his finger out of my anus and slapped
me hard, repeatedly striking my right breast with a slap, and whipping my thighs and buttocks with a branch from the ground.
Bright red streaks of blood appeared on my body, yet I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that my eyes rolled back, my mouth gaped open, and my tongue lolled out, as if
I were being played with and broken. This perverse feeling instantly intensified my pleasure. When he reached the deepest point,
he thrust, and a stream of hot liquid rushed into my uterus. I was also brought to orgasm by his ejaculation
, my mind reeling, my whole body convulsing, twisting and turning like a madwoman. My long legs were tightly wrapped around his
waist, unable to stop himself from fucking me, my buttocks flailing wildly on his penis until
I was completely exhausted.
People say that fools are very strong, but what they don't know is that fools are also very sexually capable. That
night, I was fucked to the point of death, fucked until I passed out, then fucked back to sleep, put in all sorts of
positions I never even imagined. He picked me up, limp as I was, and inserted himself into my anus. I had nowhere to put weight on my arms and legs, and
could only sway with each of his powerful thrusts. Later, just before dawn, he lifted me up and
shoved his huge penis straight into my mouth. I don't remember what happened after that, because I had already passed out when he penetrated me.
When I woke up, I found myself lying on a pile of hay, still being jostled around. It turned out I was
on a wagon piled high with hay. The driver was like a mountain, blocking out the sunlight. On this continent, besides his brother Soros
, it must have been Thasos. I struggled to sit up, but felt
an unbearable pain from my waist down to my legs, as if they were being torn apart.
"Ugh..." I couldn't help but let out a sound. Tessos turned around, grinning foolishly, and said, "Nadia, you're awake
."
"I told you I'm not Nadia!" I said angrily, trying to move my almost stiff legs.
Then, something else occurred to me: "Hey, you big oaf, where did you get this carriage?"
"Hahaha, Nadia, you idiot, Tessos, money, carriage." He pulled out a money pouch from his waist and waved it at me
.
"You have money? How do you have money?" I asked again.
"At dawn, goblin friends, fuck Nadia, ten gold dragons once, three goblin friends,
three times, thirty gold dragons."
For the sake of the red dragon! This idiot actually pimped me out to make money for him!
This won't do, I have to teach him a lesson.
"Look, Tessos, me, Valentina, or you can call me Nadia, whatever, I can't
just let anyone else have sex with me, understand? You can have sex with me, but unless I want to, you can't just let
anyone else have sex with me, do you understand?"
His expression looked hurt as he softly said, "But, Nadia, you can't leave, Nadia
is covered in blood."
His words startled me. I touched my genitals and almost peed my pants in fright.
A cylinder about the thickness of an arm was inserted into my vagina, almost completely inside. Pulling it out even slightly
was excruciatingly painful, and the straw beneath me was stained red.
"What the hell is this thing?! Why is it inside me?!" I almost screamed at Tess,
but he was completely unconcerned: "Goblin friend, practice, make the hole big enough to fit the jar, shape it, and tonight the friend
will come again to plant the seed."
"What the hell seed! What damn goblin! What kind of bullshit practice is this! Practice?
You mean experiment? What the hell experiment! And shape it for them! What the hell do they take me for
! A reproductive tool?!" I screamed hysterically, hitting and slapping like a shrew, "You fucking
come here right now and pull this thing out of my body! Right now! I fucking
need to pee!!"
He stopped the car and whispered, "But my goblin friends won't let me take it off. If I insert the seed tonight,
they'll give me another thirty gold dragons..."
I was furious. I'd been completely sold out by this idiot!
After calming myself down a bit, I knew that a bad temper was bad for my skin, so I forced back my anger and tried to make my tone as
gentle and calm as possible: "Tessos, my dear, I am your partner. You can only work for me, not
for anyone else, do you understand? Now, come and help me get this damn iron pipe out of me!"
He got out of the car sullenly and walked over. I lifted my skirt and spread my legs, exposing my genitals to him like a pregnant woman about to give birth
. He looked pained and touched my
lower abdomen with one hand, while the other hand grabbed my genitals and ripped them off like clothes. I screamed in pain, tears streaming down my face.
He squeezed downwards on my abdomen with force, and with a pop, the iron can was squeezed out. I immediately felt
a sense of relief in my lower body.
He held the wet jar like a baby, teasingly saying, "Baby
, look at Mommy, look at this Mommy, she's peeing!" Looking down, golden urine
sprayed uncontrollably, landing on my legs and buttocks. I couldn't control my urethral contractions at all, and I had
shamefully lost control of my bladder in front of this idiot! Overwhelmed with shame, I quickly covered myself with straw and
ordered him, "Get out of here! Drive the carriage!" He chuckled and got back into the carriage. I touched my genitals;
it felt like a gaping hole, and every exertion was excruciatingly painful. I could only apply some hemostatic and restorative
medicine to my genitals.
By evening, I was surprised to find that my genitals had mostly recovered, though still a little swollen, and
my labia were slightly everted… By this time, we had left Vislan City, about 300 kilometers south, and in the distance,
we could see a calm, long river waiting for us. 　　“Beles River, we can hire a boat to go directly to Cloudhorn Harbor, that way we can avoid those damned goblins,”
I 　　said, covering myself with my robe and putting on my hood to hide. I had 　　Tessos call the boatman, gave him five gold dragon coins, and asked them to take us to Cloudhorn Harbor. 　　 Once on board, Tessos helped me lie down in the cabin, finally settling down and feeling my tense nerves 　　relax. Ten minutes later, the boat still hadn't left. The boatman said they had to wait for a few more passengers. They kindly 　　gave me a bucket of hot water so I could wash myself properly. The soreness in my body burst forth after soaking in the hot water 　　, and I immediately felt much better. My legs and breasts were covered with whip 　　marks left from making love with Tessos last night. Once we arrived in Cloudhorn Harbor, I needed to find a doctor to treat my body properly. 　　After showering, the ship began to rock gently. I was naked, wearing only a silk robe, and rested for a 　　while before asking the boatman for dinner. I called Tessos and asked him to find the boatman. A few minutes later, Tessos didn't 　　return, but instead, three ugly, green-skinned goblins showed up… 　　 “Wow, it looks like our dinner is ready!” 　　“That's right, and it's very clean!” 　　“All that's missing is the seasoning!” 　　 The other two goblins silently watched the third goblin with three earrings in his ears. 　　 "What? Damn it, I was just giving an example. You can give examples, why can't I?" 　　" 　　We are going to add seasoning, Green Three! Not on her body!" 　　 "I didn't say on her body, I meant in her hairless hole! Green One, Green Two, 　　you two always treat me like an idiot, like an idiot like that big guy!" 　　 Then they started arguing, like they were arguing about food, completely ignoring me 　　. Goblins are notoriously talkative and noisy, greedy, and extremely cruel. Judging from their attire, the three of them 　　seemed to have some fighting skills, but I wasn't sure I could defeat them. And Tessos 　　seemed very unreliable. If I could use my beauty to seduce them a little… 　　 Damn it, I forgot about the bruise on my left eye! 　　 My silk robe only covered my buttocks, my long legs exposed to them. The goblins' height 　　only reached my genitals, and their heated argument didn't even register a glance in my direction. 　　 "Alright, that's settled then." They finally stopped, revealing ugly smiles as they looked at me. 　　 "Huh? What do you mean, 'that's settled'?" I hadn't been listening to their conversation at all. The goblin with an earring 　　pulled a small bottle of purple potion from behind his back and hurled it at me. I instinctively 　　shielded my face; the bottle hit my chest with a thud and landed unharmed on the bed beside me. This scene 　　silenced everyone. 　　 Just as I was about to speak, Green, the one with the earring, yelled at his companions, "How the hell was I supposed 　　to know this woman's breasts were so bouncy! You all saw it too, it's a fucking cow! Her tits 　　are a shield! A meat shield, you understand? This is a real meat shield!" And so they started arguing again 　　. 　　 "Fine, I'll risk it all!" I secretly reached for the Ice Flame Dagger under my pillow... 　　 "Don't move!" Green Three, wearing three earrings, pointed at me and shouted, "Now!" Before 　　he finished speaking, Green One's hand lashed out, and a spray of purple liquid hit me. As I fell, I crushed 　　the medicine bottle on the bed. The shards of glass stung my back, but I didn't have the strength to turn over. My back was completely 　　soaked. The last thing I saw before I passed out was three goblins standing in front of me, watching me continue my endless chatter. 　　 "God, she's been drugged with double the dose of sleeping potion and aphrodisiac! Green Two, are you sure this dose is enough 　　to make a dragon go into heat? Actually, a tiny bit is enough to deal with this woman. This amount will not only 　　keep her asleep until the next century, but she'll also keep having orgasms until the next century." 　　 "Drugging a dragon is a given! Uh... actually, that's just me boasting, but doruing a dragon..."

Mammoth, that's for sure! But actually, I'm not entirely sure... You know, I was
bragging to those girls from the Cloud Piercing Horn group about getting a human woman to mate with for their master. We even
brought the snake-man's semen, didn't we? We used it to shape this bitch yesterday. With such a huge tank of semen, even a female dragon
could lay snake-man eggs! Green Three, where's the semen? "
??? "Uh... I think... when I boarded the ship, I fell into the sea... fell into the sea..."
??? Then they started arguing again, but I couldn't hear them anymore...
??? When I woke up, everything was pitch black, and I was having trouble breathing. My large breasts were pressed against my cheeks, and my legs were right
next to my head. Luckily, I'm quite flexible, so doing this was effortless. But I found myself completely naked,
my waist arched, and my genitals felt cold. I pushed my heels forward a few times, and yes, I was absolutely certain I was in a wooden
barrel.
??? I'm in a wooden barrel!!
??? How did I end up in a wooden barrel! Weren't those goblins supposed to be filling me with semen?! They could have just filled me directly! I could have just
found some doctors in Cloudhorn City to give me contraceptive tea, but why did they lock me in a barrel!
Where is that idiot Tessos! Where did he go! Why didn't he come to help me! I wanted to shout, but I found the
barrel stuffed with silk cloth. Those damn goblins! This is my favorite nightgown!
???
??? "Looks like she's awake. She woke up so quickly? Look at your lousy potion, Green Two!"
"Effective plus effective equals ineffective! So you can only be a thief, Green One! Because your head is just full of
soapy water! Did you get it, Green Three?"
"May the Red Dragon eat you, Green Two! Here you go!" Then I heard the sound of the jar being opened.
A little light shone into the bucket. I forced my head down to look behind me. The lid of the wooden bucket only had a
small hole, exposing my genitals and anus to them.
"Which one is the anus and which one is the vaginal opening?"
"How should I know! I'm not a woman! Both holes look almost the same! Do you remember
which hole was the correct one?"
"Haven't you guys ever fucked a woman? Those two holes are completely different!" "This one is..." I felt
a finger roughly inserted into my vagina. I groaned but couldn't make a sound. The goblin's sedative wasn't very effective,
but the aphrodisiac was very useful.
"This is the anus, that's right. Just like us, it secretes mucus before defecating to help with bowel movements."
"She's human! Humans don't need lubrication!" Another finger was inserted into my anus, and my whole body trembled
.
"Wow, this looks very sensitive, tightly gripping my finger. This bitch is even trembling!
We inserted it into the wrong hole yesterday when we were shaping it! It must be this hole!"
"Okay, I hope you guessed right. Did we fuck her anus last night?
We don't have any extra semen for another hole." "
??? A cold object was inserted into my anus, slowly going deeper and growing larger.
A gurgling sound came from my lower body; my anus was stretched almost to the point of tearing, and all I could do inside the bucket was whine
.
??? "See, I told you it was this hole! This woman's screaming with pleasure."
??? Pleasure my ass! I'm in so much pain I'm about to die! A few minutes later, the semen inside me almost
burst my stomach. My stomach bulged out, my stomach full of semen, which rushed into my mouth, soaking
the silk gag inside. I easily vomited it out; the snake-man's semen was particularly fishy and had a strong, pungent
odor. I vomited while trying not to make a sound, otherwise they would realize the semen hadn't actually been poured into
my vagina. These goblins are such idiots. A few more minutes passed before the container slowly withdrew.
??? "Look! Her little vagina is still gurgling and spurting semen out!" "
It's alright, I brought this, Green II. Now do you still think I'm a worthless thief?!"
I only felt something like a plug being shoved into my anus. Then the lid was closed.
At this moment, I was terrified. The three goblins were still chatting and talking non-stop in the room, while I was
locked upside down in the wooden tub, enduring the pleasure of the aphrodisiac and the constant gurgling in my stomach, unable to make a
sound. All I wanted was to have a good time with Tessos and then get a good night's sleep. But now, not only did I have to suppress the ever-increasing
pleasure and the urge to defecate, the dual torment of mind and body was driving me to the brink of collapse. Unable to bear
it any longer, I could only scream.
"Please let me out! I can't hold it in! I need to go to the toilet!"
Silence fell outside.
"Please, I can't hold it in! I'm going to ejaculate! If I ejaculate, I won't be able to produce good snake eggs!" "
??? I was just spouting nonsense, actually babbling incoherently. Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe this, yet they believed me
…
??? The three of them hurriedly dragged me out of the bucket. By then, I was almost bursting, but the damn plug
was still stuck in my anus. After they let me out, they just stared at me, their groins bulging.
??? "Get out! You bunch of damn shorty! Get out! Do you expect me to defecate in front of you?!"
??? "Yes." "The three of them spoke in unison, unusually concisely. Then they stood in front of me, watching me like it was a show.
I
couldn't take it anymore. They still thought the plug was in my vagina for laying eggs. My hands
were tied behind my back, my belly was as big as a pregnant woman's. I struggled to straighten up and pull the plug out. I couldn't bear it any longer
. With a rumbling sound from my abdomen, a long, sharp popping sound filled me with shame. Then, a stream of yellowish-brown
liquid gushed out, shooting into the overturned wooden tub without stopping. I was half-squatting, my legs spread, my body twisting awkwardly
. The gushing liquid gradually turned milky white, overflowing the tub. My feet were covered in their
semen that they had just poured into me. Finally, my legs gave way, and I collapsed to the ground. The impact made my belly..."
The semen inside gushed even more violently from my anus. At this moment, the pleasure of excretion outweighed my dignity. I had already
lost control of my bladder in front of a fool, and now I was ejaculating in front of three goblins. I abandoned my last bit of shame: "Ahhh
...so good!! My belly is full of semen! Semen is splashing...uhhh...it's
coming out of my anus!! Don't look at me!!" I twisted my body with difficulty, my breasts covered with
semen from my anus, looking lewd and sexy. This feeling of depravity, combined with the pleasure of excretion and
the effects of the aphrodisiac, made me actually have a dirty orgasm while lying on the semen-covered floor.
"I can't take it anymore!" Green Three quickly pulled down his pants and shoved his erect green penis into
my mouth. Green Two rushed over and said, "I told you I put it in the wrong hole! Quickly plug her hole!
Don't let the semen leak out anymore!" He rushed behind me and easily inserted his penis into my anus. Because my
anus, which had been continuously excreting, suddenly had a penis thrust into it, my whole body trembled violently. Green One reluctantly
lay down under me and shoved his green penis into my vagina, shouting, "Why should I lie in
this disgusting pool of semen! And Green Two, even if you plug her anus, the semen is in her stomach, she won't
get pregnant, I'm telling you!" Green Two seemed to ignore what Green One was saying and excitedly thrust in and out of my anus
. Green Three grabbed my red hair and forcefully pushed his penis into my throat. The goblin's penis wasn't
as long as a human's, but it was short and thick, which perfectly satisfied me, who was aroused by the aphrodisiac. Green thrust in and out of me, but
I was too exhausted to move anymore. He seemed dissatisfied and slapped my limp thighs hard: "Move! Move,
you big cow! Do you expect me to serve you?!" He pulled on my nipples at the same time, and shameful milk
sprayed onto his face. "Fuck you, you even gave me a face shot!" he said. Then he grabbed my breasts even harder,
tearing at my nipples like milking a cow. This action made me roll my eyes back in pleasure. As his cock thrust in and out
, I symbolically lifted my hips, but Green Two, who was penetrating my anus, grabbed my buttocks and shouted, "Hey, don't move,
you slut, or my baby will fall out!" He slapped my upturned buttocks wildly
, toying with me like a toy. He grabbed my waist again and pushed my cock towards him, but this pulling
motion displeased Green Three, who was fucking my mouth. He grabbed my hair and pulled me towards him, saying, "Come here, you little bitch,
let me shove it down your throat!" In fact, he couldn't even reach my little tongue at the deepest point, but his size almost
dislocated my jaw.
??? I was pushed and pulled around like a sex toy by the three of them, and their sexual prowess was very strong.
I was still urinating, but they forcibly stopped me. All three holes were penetrated, giving me many orgasms, until
they ejaculated their yellowish semen inside me.
The goblins' experiment failed, but they were satisfied and too lazy to deal with me. They simply pulled up their pants and left after they were done
. I was almost completely exhausted, trembling, with small streams
of semen—whether from the snake-man or the goblin—constantly oozing from my body. I lay there, unconscious in the filth.
The next day, the male servant who cleaned my room woke me. He had already untied me, but his hastily fastened
belt and flushed face clearly indicated he had already ejaculated on me. I took another shower; the dried semen
felt slippery in the shower. I discovered that snake-man semen had excellent skincare properties, so I asked the servant to collect some.
However, I was certain the thin layer of semen floating on the bottle was his. After changing into clean clothes, Tessos carefully
brought me food. I didn't have much of a mood to be angry with him anymore, and asked, "
Where did you go last night?"
"I was drinking with my boatman friends. I got drunk and don't remember anything." He lowered his head, seemingly very guilty.
"
Okay, from today onwards, don't leave my side. You have to protect me. No one but you can hurt me, and
no one but you can make love to me, okay?" I touched his arm. He looked up at me gratefully and nodded
. "Don't trust money. I can give you money, but you can't accept any money from others, understand?" He nodded again.
After eating, my strength returned slightly, but my legs and lower body were still sore and numb. Last night, the goblin's aphrodisiac seemed
to have a very strong effect. Tessos only touched my thigh and my genitals became wet, but I suppressed my desire and politely
refused him. It wasn't that I was afraid his large penis would torment me, but rather that my vagina had
been torn and bled during the goblin's forced shaping, and I had been forced to ejaculate and defecate, and then gang-raped by three goblins with thick, short penises. I had strained
my muscles, and I didn't want to be ruined so young.
However, due to my half-silver elf constitution, my body recovered quickly. In the afternoon, going to the toilet only
caused a slight pain. I was also delighted to find that the swelling on my face had subsided considerably. Although there were still some blood vessels,
my appearance had largely recovered. Feeling much better now, I confidently stepped out of the cabin to meet everyone's gaze.
Removing my cloak and robe, my most prized possession—red hair and beauty—caused
almost every crew member who was working to stop what they were doing and stare at me in disbelief. I changed into a purple, high-necked, off-the-shoulder top,
revealing my smooth, beautiful shoulders and firm, flat stomach. I wore a miniskirt with thin side straps, my long,
smooth legs crossed, and I stood with my breasts outstretched, looking towards the sea as if admiring the view. But I knew perfectly well that
everyone's eyes were on me. These sailors, who rarely saw women, if it weren't for the muscular Thasos
beside them, would have wanted to rush up and rip me off,
raping me ten or eight times over, ejaculating their semen inside me, covering my entire body. But only
that male servant from this morning had tasted me; I wonder if he had spread the word.
Then I changed my posture, bent over, stuck out my buttocks, and swayed in front of those men. I
glanced back casually and saw that their crotches were all swollen like balloons, which made me laugh.
"What are you laughing at!" Someone slapped my butt. I turned around angrily and saw those three
useless, troublesome goblins.
“You don’t attract us,” they said insincerely, their eyes scanning every part of my body. “We
only like short, fat goblin women and those dwarf beauties! Their fiery tempers and wild
movements in bed are what attract us,” said Green II, who wore two earrings.
“Not some cow that just sits there like a dead pig, spitting milk!” Green I stared intently at
my chest, drooling.
“And look, you’re not even wearing stockings!” said Green III, who wore three earrings.
“And high heels!” Green I interjected.
“What are high heels? And stockings?” I asked them, confused.
"Hey little girl, never been to Cloud Piercing Horn City? Haha, the most famous place there is Red Robe Alley, and what
's most famous in Red Robe Alley is the stockings and high heels they sell. I'm a stocking and leg enthusiast. If you can wear
white stockings and twelve-centimeter high heels, I might fuck you again. I'll give you twenty
golden dragons then!"
"Look! That's Cloud Piercing Horn City!" someone shouted.
Turning around, I saw the port city nestled against the mountains and by the sea, like a magnificent blue dress spread out there.
"Goodbye little girl, have a safe trip! If we get the chance, wash your cunt clean and wait for us to fuck you again!"
I touched my forehead, speechless at these three idiots. The three of them had walked quite a distance when Green, wearing an earring,
quietly returned and shoved a purse into my hand, his eyes gleaming with cunning. "Hey girl," he said, "this is for
your pajamas, and..." He grinned wickedly, "give me a bottle of your breast milk. I think I've fallen in love with your
milk!"
I blushed and whispered, "I only produce breast milk when I orgasm...when I orgasm..."
He seemed dissatisfied and said loudly, seemingly off-topic, "Fine then! Looks like you're a righteous woman. Farewell, ma'am
!" With that, he took off running.
As soon as I disembarked, I immediately asked around for Red Lane. Although they all pointed me in the right direction, each of
them wore an ambiguous and strange expression, vaguely sensing that Red Lane might not be a good place.
I buttoned up my robe, pulled up my hood, and hid behind Tessos.
So this was Red Lane.
A stone staircase led upwards, lined with windowpanes on both sides. At each window stood a heavily made-up
woman in revealing clothing. Most wore various kinds of stockings—some covering the calves, some above the knee, some
with straps around the waist, some like trousers. Then I noticed they were all wearing high-heeled shoes, some
very high, making their calves and thighs appear exceptionally straight. One woman wore high-heeled boots, which made her thighs look beautiful
and stylish. There were also high heels with straps binding her calves, looking particularly sexy and masochistic. This discovery
excited me greatly; I really wanted a pair of their stockings and high heels!
"Stockings and high heels are specialties unique to our Cloud Horn Harbor,"
said the black-haired woman opposite me, a thin cigarette dangling from her lips, her legs crossed. We randomly entered a
clothing store and saw this self-satisfied woman. She was strikingly beautiful, with long, alluring, fox-like eyes,
one pupil blue and the other green. Her pointed chin framed full, sensual lips, from which smoke
slowly rose. She sat nestled on the sofa, her long legs seemingly deliberately displayed before me, drawing
my gaze. She wore sheer, coffee-colored stockings that reached mid-thigh, the exposed
white skin of her thighs bound by thin straps, creating a look that was both sexy and seductive. On her feet were black rabbit fur
high-heeled ankle boots, making her calves appear slender. Her crossed legs pressed together
, revealing her full thigh muscles, exuding a decadent yet masochistic aura. It was clear her legs had undergone professional training; the muscles were firm
, and the skin taut.
She stared intently at me, her gaze moving from my face to my chest, then to my body and legs, her eyes
fixed on me like those of a lustful man.
"You're quite the beauty," she said, taking a drag of her cigarette and slowly exhaling. "You have
eyes as compassionate as a doe's, but I can see endless lust within them." She guessed right, I thought, blushing
and quickly lowering my eyes. She continued, "My name is Samia. I used to be a bounty hunter. In recent years, I've saved up some money
and settled down to open this little shop. And you, what's your name?"
"
Valentina.
"
"What a beautiful name, beautiful lover." She reached out and gently stroked my thigh;
the whip marks from my lovemaking with Tessos hadn't faded yet, and she gently caressed that area.
"Who did such a cruel thing to such beautiful legs?" she said, glancing at Tessos behind her
, the idiot scratching his head and grinning foolishly.
"He's just my slave," I defended Tessos.
"Come, my girl, let me carefully select a few pairs of stockings to accentuate your beautiful legs. And
take off those worn-out deerskin boots you're wearing; a beautiful woman doesn't need shoes like that." I took off my shoes
and followed the woman barefoot into the room. Tessos stared at us blankly, his crotch bulging again.
The room displayed all sorts of artificial legs, each covered in stockings of different colors and styles. I reached out to touch them, but
was startled.
"These legs..." They were so soft and elastic, just like real legs!
"We bought a batch of elven female slaves from the port, cut off their legs at the root, and then used magic and herbs
to make them look as real as if they were on their original bodies. This is to satisfy
customers who like not only stockings but also beautiful legs to take them home as collectibles." She picked up a leg and showed me the cut surface. "Look,
we made a genital mold of the original owner of the leg. Buyers can not only admire it, but also dress the legs in different
stockings, and even have sex with these legs!"
Samia told me all this without a care, but it sent a chill down my spine.
She continued, “Look, each leg has detailed information at the ankle, including the owner’s age,
health, leg length, skin health, and vaginal tightness when it was cut off. Guess
how much a healthy, just-adult dark elf woman’s leg costs?”
“How much?” I replied coldly.
“Twenty thousand gold dragons! That price could buy a female slave in Cloudhorn Harbor. But you know,
dark elves’ legs are especially strong and sexy, smooth and long. Because of their natural color, even after being cut off, their legs
retain a beautiful deep blue hue. Wearing black stockings, they’re incredibly sexy! You see, some clients have
very peculiar tastes.” She placed the leg back on the table.
“So where did the owners of these legs go?” I asked.
"
It's hard to say. Some are kept as private possessions, some die in the wilderness and become
food for vultures and hyenas. Oh, by the way, you can also find those
human toys in the brothel alley of the Green Water District, which only cost one copper dragon coin. It's the place that farmers and beggars love to go. Some of these toys are made of elves. They
have no hands or feet, their teeth knocked out, their vocal cords destroyed, and they're stuck in the walls to be fucked every day. Actually, it's quite enjoyable,
isn't it? Being made into human pigs, all you have to do is enjoy the pleasure every day. If I ever get tired of life, I'll
cut off my own hands and feet and let them make me into a human pig, so someone can fuck me every day!" She said with a coquettish laugh, as if
she were talking about someone unrelated to herself, but it made my hair stand on end. Seeing that beautiful leg standing high
, I thought of the dark elf Dores who almost tortured me to death in the elven slums.
"You hate elves?" I asked casually.
"It's not so much disgust as it is a feeling that they're like ants. Would you pity an ant?
But tell me, what race are you? Looking at your stunning beauty and flawless skin,
you're like a legendary silver elf!" Samia's sharp eyes were fixed on me.
"From North Ireland, the Ice Highlands!" Although it had been confirmed that I was half-silver elf, I still
couldn't change my story, and besides, I couldn't let her know my lineage.
"Oh, no wonder. Look at your fiery red hair! Come on, I think dark red stockings would perfectly complement your
hair, and with a black garter belt, every man would fall for you!" She presented me with a pair of deep red stockings
and a garter belt.
She took off my skirt, and seeing my black underwear, she exclaimed, "Oh my darling, look at you!
You're wearing such old-fashioned underwear!" I was about to say that my thongs were practically torn to shreds, and
this was just an emergency measure, when she pulled out a red lace thong, simply strung together with a few thin threads, with
a small decorative pattern in the front. She deftly pulled off my underwear, and when she saw my hairless pubic area, she was stunned.
"For the sake of the Red Dragon, this is the first time in my life I've seen a woman without hair! Are you born
that way? Or is it normal for your race?"
I shyly turned away and whispered, "Maybe it's natural!" She then turned me
back around without any hesitation, looking at me greedily as if I were a precious treasure.
"Can I touch it? You know, I haven't met a woman without pubic hair since I developed.
It's unbelievable that such a voluptuous, mature, and sexy woman like you doesn't have a single pubic hair!" Without my consent,
she directly placed her hand between my legs, making me moan softly.
"It's so much fun," she said, rubbing my legs. "People say pubic hairless women are extremely lewd, and
you seem to be that kind of woman." Damn! How could I not feel pleasure from being rubbed like that! She squatted in front of me, her
stockinged legs squeezed and swollen, her heterochromatic eyes staring at me with a bewitching gaze, her full breasts pressing against my
legs. She excitedly and curiously played with my clitoris and labia. I trembled, grabbing her shoulders, trying to push her away,
but she only intensified her actions, ravaging my sensitive body with her mouth and tongue.
“Ahhh!! Don’t do this… I… I just came to buy stockings… Your tongue… your tongue
is licking my clitoris… Ahhh, it hurts so much… Don’t bite my labia… Ahhh…
I’ll orgasm…”
Just
as the woman was about to lick him until he was overflowing with lustful fluids, Tessos burst in with a bang, axe in hand,
his bloodshot eyes blazing with fury. Most horrifyingly, his penis was violently erect in front of us,
throbbing.
“What are you doing, you filthy slave!” Samia stood up angrily and shouted at Tessos:
“Didn’t you see your master… Ahhhhhhh!!!” Before she could even process what was happening, she
saw the proprietress fall to the ground, her left leg severed at the root by Tessos’ axe.
“No one can hurt Nadia!” he roared, panting heavily, his muscles bulging, making him look
like a mighty mountain giant.
"But you've got the wrong target!" I was ashamed...
Samia crawled like a worm, leaving a trail of blood on the ground. She screamed hoarsely, "My
leg! My beautiful long leg! You heartless piece of trash! You actually cut off my proud leg!" She hugged
her severed leg and kissed it, then bit it, before wiping away the saliva and blood with tears streaming down her face
. She looked up at me, her once alluring face contorted in fear, her eyes filled with terror: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!
I'll do anything! Turn me into a human pig! That way you can have people fuck me every day, hahaha!!
Cut off my other leg too! Put beautiful stockings on my leg and display it here!"
She was completely out of her mind. I couldn't bear it, so I stopped Tesos, told him to close the doors and windows, and took out the Iceflame
Dagger. I sliced it across her groin; a smell of roasting meat wafted out, but the bleeding stopped immediately. Then I
applied bandages and herbs to her groin and bandaged it. Samia clung tightly to her leg, and then...
She numbly kicked my face with her high heels. I bandaged her up, laid her on the bed, quickly picked out a few pairs of
stockings and high heels, placed the purse beside her, and, not daring to look at her, whispered, "Sorry." Then
I turned to leave.
"Wait!" Samia weakly called after me. "Take me with you! If anyone sees me like this
, they'll really turn me into a human pig and sell me. I don't want to become a human pig! I don't want to live such a desperate life
! I still have one leg, and I don't want this beautiful leg to leave me! Please, take me with you! I'll
do anything you want, let me be your slave. I used to be a bounty hunter; I can be of great help to you. And
I still have hands, I still have a mouth, I still have a vagina; I can satisfy your slave! Please! Don't make me wish I were
dead!" I looked at Tessos; his large penis was already limp, and his eyes were filled with guilt.
I've already chosen the wrong companion, but she said she used to be a bounty hunter, and her intelligence should be able to
help me. Plus, there's my own guilt… I hope this choice is right!
Together with Tessos, we wrapped Samia in silk cloth and carried her on Tessos's back. The female boss was
very flexible; I originally wanted to put her intact legs in the bag as well, but she insisted that I put
black stockings on her, slip her on a white strappy heel, and cut a hole in the bottom of the bag to
expose her beautiful legs. She was holding onto her other severed leg.
This woman really is obsessed with her legs! Seeing Tessos carrying a beautiful woman with only one sexy long leg exposed
was such a strange sight. Luckily, the cloth bag completely covered Samia,
leaving only her head exposed. If others saw this woman with the severed leg clinging to her own thigh, how bizarre that would be
!
We waited until nightfall before quietly leaving the shop. During this time, I kept trying on
different styles of stockings and sizes of high heels, having a great time. Tessos, watching, was aroused, and several times he
pulled Samia out of the bag and ejaculated on her several times. Samia had never imagined Tessos's penis would be so
huge; she was left with tears and saliva streaming down her face. Only during breaks did she look at me with resentment and anger
, but she dared not retaliate. Now it was too late for regrets. Beauty, hehe. I thought to myself,
the frustration I felt with Tessos was returning with Samia.
But what am I capable of feeling superior to a half-crippled person…
? Perhaps because I had just learned to wear high heels, I fell after only a few steps, almost spraining my ankle. Samia suggested
I learn to wear wedge heels first, and then wear stilettos once I got used to them. I found a pair of pink wedge heels with long ribbons
and put them on. Although they were wedges, the heels were still nearly twelve centimeters high, which made me much taller. They were
very comfortable, like wearing ordinary deerskin boots, and very stable when running and jumping. The pink ribbons on the shoes went all the way
up to my knees. Cloudhorn City is located at the southernmost tip of the Dragonspine Continent, where the temperature is very high year-round. Wearing stockings often
feels very hot, and those prostitutes and shop owners only wear them for fun. So these shoes allowed me
to make my legs look beautiful without stockings. The crisscrossing ribbons tightly bound my calves and thighs, creating
a masochistic visual effect.
We entered an inn under the cover of night. I tried to be discreet and put on a hood, but
that slut Samia still refused to hide her long legs. When I threatened her that if she didn't behave herself, I would
cut off this leg and stuff both into her vagina, she reluctantly bent her legs, but still left her ankles
and below exposed. We didn't attract much attention; the tavern was full of drunkards who
didn't even acknowledge our group.
After showering and changing into her pajamas, Samia insisted on bathing herself, so we let her. That night, I slept in
the same bed as her, while Tasos slept on the floor. His constant snoring made it impossible for either of us to sleep, so I suggested that Samia
tell me her story.
A few years ago, she was a professional bounty hunter, specializing in assassinating powerful officials and eunuchs, making her more like an assassin.
She had a pair of long legs she was very proud of (again, she's always talking about her legs), and coupled with her supple
body, she always made men unable to resist during sex. She was successful in almost every job, and afterwards,
no one knew her whereabouts. She was skilled with poisons, intelligent, and eloquent, so
the hosiery shop she opened after retiring was doing quite well.
"I truly regret meeting you, and even giving you oral sex." She glared at me venomously. I could only
tell her about my encounter with Tessos, expressing my regret at having chosen this slave. However, judging from how easily he
chopped off Samia's leg, his fighting prowess must be considerable, and as a perfect
sex partner and chef, I was quite satisfied.
I apologized to Samia several times, expressing my deep regret for causing her such suffering. Only then did her
attitude towards me soften slightly. I embraced her and kissed her full lips, and she reciprocated with a kiss. But when
I put my tongue into her mouth and touched her breasts, intending to comfort her as an apology, she refused.
"I'm not ready yet, you know, I... I'm still having trouble accepting it... Although
... although I have a masochistic streak... to really turn me into a mere sex object...
I can't accept that so quickly..."
"
I understand, darling. When you've fully accepted me, I'll properly humiliate you, okay
?" I pinched her chin, and her beautiful face instantly turned red. It seems she really is a
perverted masochist at heart.
Unable to stand Tessos's deafening snoring, I kicked him awake and made him go to sleep in the hallway. Then
I lay back in bed, holding the soft Samia, and slept soundly.
When I woke up at dawn, I felt refreshed. The beauty beside me was still asleep; it seemed
she had cried while I was asleep, as two tear tracks etched her beautiful face. If I were a man, seeing such a pitiful
beauty, I would take advantage of my morning erection and fuck her hard. But the broken leg between us was
a real eyesore.
When Samia finished washing up, she also woke up. Seeing Samia struggling to support herself, Samia felt guilty. She also
knew that her own body needed the therapist's help, and Samia was very familiar with the city.
"At the far end of the brothel alley in the Green Water District, opposite the human wall, is the most famous branch of the Holy Convent
. The nuns there specialize in treating women's diseases and might even be able to reattach my leg. You
know, the human wall often has women who have been abused. Those perverted brutes are never satisfied with a woman's three holes;
they'll use knives to cut open her body to create new holes to satisfy their sexual desires. And the originally sacred Holy
Convent, having taken their money, is forced to resurrect and treat those dead or dying women, leaving them
forever trapped in the wall to be gang-raped by men."
"Take their money? Who are they?"
"Oh, it seems you don't know. Actually, they have branches in the four major cities of the Dragonspine Continent.
The Four Knights of the Princess, have you heard of them?"
"Of course I know. Aren't they the highest leaders of the Royal Cavalry? Thasos's brother, Vajra Hammer
Thoros, is one of their subordinates. But why do they subject these ordinary women to such horrific
suffering?
" "They are said to have another name: the Fallen Four Horsemen. Legend has it that their saddles
are made of iron bars wielded with twelve daggers. When they sit on them, the groans they emit can cause
any man nearby to ejaculate instantly. These magical daggers imbue them with extremely evil corrupting magic, which only the Vajra Hammer
Thoros can break. Their highest commander, Duchess Igrilia, is said to be
a dark elf. She was once a righteous and honorable knight, but due to her humble origins
, she sought to prove her loyalty to the royal family by attacking the Black Dragon Clan of Dragonwing Mountain...
" Hearing this, I was so shocked I couldn't help but interject, "Dragonwing Mountain? That Dragonwing
Mountain where dragons have been entrenched for years?" Samia said impatiently, "That's right, that's it. It's said that not only did she fail
to conquer it, but she and three female knights who went up the mountain with her were imprisoned by a black dragon, immersed day and night in
a pool of shadow magic. Months later, when they came down the mountain, people found that their pupils
had turned blood red, the three human female knights' originally white skin had turned pale red, and
Duchess Igrilia's originally dark elf deep blue skin had turned deep red. They still remained loyal to the royal family,
but secretly began to eliminate all humanoid races other than humans, besieging the orc
tribes east of Vislan, betraying their own race, exterminating the forest elves and dark elf rebels west of Istlan
, slaughtering all the men, and turning women of all races into human pigs. That's the true
source of the human legs in my shop."
We
finished packing and headed straight to Red Lane. Tessos kindly made a cane for Samia
, who was so moved that she hugged him tightly. Meanwhile, I had to
pay for the tables and chairs scattered with broken legs in the tavern.
As the saying goes, true masters hide in plain sight. Walking through the bustling market, I lowered my hood,
revealing my hair, and let my cloak fall loose, displaying my sexy body to the crowd. I was still wearing a purple high-necked
off-the-shoulder crop top, a short skirt with ties on both sides, and over-the-knee lace-up high heels that made my walk
a seductive sway of my hips.
"Well, you little slut, I don't even need to teach you, you already know how to use those high heels to sway
your sexy big ass seductively," Samia said, struggling to walk with her cane.
To be honest, while her breasts weren't as big as mine, she was taller and had longer legs. If it weren't for her
broken leg, we would definitely be the center of attention walking down the street. But now all eyes
were on me. Occasionally, some people would drool over Samia's long legs in high heels and stockings, but once they saw
that her other side was bare, they would avoid looking at her like the plague. I saw
the disappointment in Samia's eyes, gently lifted her waist, helped her up, and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I
'll find the best healer to put your leg back on." She looked up, tears glistening in her eyes.
Away from the crowd, a few lecherous men followed us. I told Tess to keep an eye on them.
The big, clumsy man lifted his shirt, revealing his bulging muscles and mountain-like physique, which
reluctantly scared them away.
Turning into a dimly lit alley, a tattered wooden sign pointed to the alley, which read "Brothel
Alley."
"Red Robe Alley is like a goddess worshipped by thousands, while Brothel Alley is like an old, faded
prostitute with sagging breasts and a loose vagina. The royal guards never set foot here. Be careful; this
place is teeming with robbers, assassins, and rapists." 　　My
hand stealthily reached for the dagger behind me. We walked cautiously. Most people's
eyes flashed with cruel malice when they saw Samia and me, but when they saw Tessos behind us, they quietly hid
. 　　The journey was uneventful until we reached the end of the alley. I realized my hand holding the dagger was 　　soaked with sweat. 　　 And at that moment, I heard groans and the sounds of flesh being slapped rising and falling from within. At 　　the far left of the alley stood an iron wall I would never forget. The wall was about ten meters long, 　　lined with all sorts of genitalia displayed before me, but none of them had legs. The legs were bound shut at the base with iron hoops. 　　They were flesh-colored, pinkish-red, and even hairy orange-red; only the genitals and various 　　buttocks were visible. 　　 Several men were mechanically thrusting into some of the genitals, the sound of slapping buttocks was 　　shameful. The un-penetrated hips twisted strangely, while the genitals opened and closed like small mouths, breathing 　　. 　　 "Ugh... I can't take it anymore..." Samia watched with seductive eyes as a man 　　forcefully pounded into the fleshy buttocks of an unknown woman, while she vigorously fiddled with her broken 　　leg. This perverted woman, could pain really arouse her so much?

I grabbed her and slapped her cheek: "Wake up! You still have to live
!" She snapped out of her daze, tears streaming down her face. She covered her mouth and moved away from the human wall. I had
Tessos protect her. It seemed Samia only had occasional masochistic thoughts; when she came to her senses
, she would regret her actions.
I went around to the other side of the wall alone. An old nun sat there, completely unaffected by the violent groans
, staring blankly ahead.
"One copper dragon coin, one copper dragon coin, one copper dragon coin..." she mechanically repeated.
On this side, I realized that there were indeed various humanoid races. The orange, furry buttocks
belonged to the fox woman. Her entire body was covered in beautiful orange fur, but it had become
gray and dull. A metal ring was on her once cute little nose. The man was holding
her head and shoving his penis into her throat, while his other hand was tearing at her delicate little breasts,
clumps of fur scattered all over the ground.
The woman with the white, pink buttocks belonged to the jungle elf. The man
was penetrating her from behind. From this angle, the woman's mouth was watering, her eyes were unfocused, and she was moaning dryly. Her drooping
breasts swayed listlessly, devoid of any beauty.
The woman with the pink buttocks belonged to the rare rabbit-people of the Dragonspine Continent. This race consisted only of
females, who had to mate with real male rabbits. However, the male rabbits' genitals were too short,
and the female rabbit-people's vaginas were like those of normal women, making mating and childbirth difficult. The offspring of rabbit-people and humans
were completely normal humans. This originally cute and pretty rabbit-person was also
penetrated through the mouth. Most people, driven by curiosity,
wanted to penetrate these exotic women rarely seen in cities to see their reactions. However, most were disappointed
, as each of them looked unfocused, their expressions numb, only emitting
dry moans from being given aphrodisiacs.
As I passed by, they finally reacted. In their eyes, I saw
envy, resentment, hatred, followed by a despairing, painful grayness.
I would have gone mad if I stayed another second; this place was only fit for lustful, deranged men.
Rounding the wall, I saw a building on the right, which stunned me again. In this alley of despair and pain
, there was such a magnificent building, decorated like
part of a royal palace.
"This is the Convent of the Holy Maiden," Samia said, leaning closer. "Quite striking, isn't it?"
What struck me was the stark contrast between the two sides of the alley, like a radiant knight facing
a ragged beggar; one side heaven, the other hell; one side a compassionate and noble
saint, the other a depraved and filthy prostitute.
"This is Sister Naomi, she's an excellent priestess." The people from the convent led
us into a garden, planted with various rare and unknown flowers and trees, like
a secluded paradise in the city. Here, you couldn't see the lewd scenes outside, hear the sinful sounds, only
a beautiful woman tending the garden.
She wore a different kind of clothing than a nun: a white short skirt with white stockings and
white ankle boots. Her calves were slender, her thighs rounded, suggesting she wasn't
someone who frequently hiked or exercised, yet she exuded a sensual, voluptuous beauty. She wore a tight-fitting
blouse, her breasts almost as large as mine, filling the short blouse. Only
a man as large as Thales could easily cover such breasts with one hand; an ordinary man could only cover half. Her
eyes seemed calm, with a hint of innocence, the corners slightly downturned, giving her an innocent look.
"Are you sick?" she asked.
"Um… I'm a little injured down there…" I stammered.
"And you?" She glanced at Samia, but before Samia could answer, she said, "Obviously
." 　　Samia, mocked, was about to retort when I quietly tugged at her sleeve and shook my 　　head.
" 　　 You, come with me first." This little wench was utterly unceremonious. Before going into the room with her, I carefully instructed Tessos not to 　　rush in and attack me, no matter what happened inside. 　　We 　　went 　　 to the opposite room, and she ordered me to take off my skirt and underwear, lie down, and spread my legs. I 　　obediently complied. She showed no interest in my hairless pubic 　　area, instead putting on sheepskin gloves, applying some greasy substance, and directly inserting them into my vagina. Although there was lubrication 　　, my vaginal opening was always very tight, causing me unbearable pain, forcing me to grip the sheets tightly 　　. 　　 "Hmm, the vaginal opening is tight," she muttered to herself, "but it's very malleable inside, even 　　so..." I felt her fingers moving rapidly inside me, and then... 　　 "Ughhhhhh!!" I couldn't help but cry out as her entire hand entered 　　my vagina. 　　 "Don't scream, don't scream, just imagine yourself as a piece of meat lying on a chopping board," she said, frowning. 　　 Damn it, you're the one who thinks of me as a piece of meat without feeling! 　　 She looked down at my stretched labia, using her other hand to manipulate and squeeze my clitoris. This 　　painful technique stimulated my body, sending waves of pleasure through my brain. 　　 "Hmm, you're a woman with a strong sex drive, and you experience vaginal pleasure," she added. 　　 "Ugh... what? What vaginal pleasure?" "I asked breathlessly. 　　 "You not only experience clitoral pleasure, like when I just touched your clitoris, and you felt very comfortable— 　　most women feel that way—but your vaginal walls are different, very sensitive. If the other person were a 　　werewolf with a barbed penis, you might have an orgasm that killed you. Like this..." she said inside me.

She spread her fingers and scraped my vaginal walls with her sharp nails. 　　I 　　screamed 　　as 　　if
electrocuted 　　, 　　" 　　Ah 　　 ... 　　 "You're fine, just an open tear in your genitals, probably that big guy's handiwork. 　　Don't go too rough! Your anus isn't a big problem; the muscles there are very flexible. If you 　　do anal sex often, you should practice Kegel exercises regularly to increase anal tightness and prevent internal 　　organ prolapse," she told me, placing her hand on my lower abdomen and chanting a spell. A moment later, I 　　felt a cool sensation from my genitals, which then enveloped my entire body, like a gentle breeze. I 　　saw the bruises on my legs from the paper strips miraculously heal, and my skin returned to its former 　　fair and smooth state. 　　 "Bring that woman in. Did you bring the severed limbs?" This large-breasted priest named Naomi, 　　though seemingly young, was very professional and methodical. Wait, why did she make me experience 　　vaginal orgasm? Is she a sadistic pervert? People always think nurses and pastors are kind and 　　gentle women, but this woman completely overturned my idea. She and Samia seemed like 　　a perfect match 　　 ... But... actually... I should be a masochist too... 　　 I helped Samia into the room and handed the severed leg to Pastor Naomi. She took off her stockings and high 　　heels, and a pungent stench hit me. Naomi glanced at it, frowned, and said, "This 　　leg is necrotic. The toes are deformed and oozing pus. Who told you to 　　put stockings and shoes on a leg that's already broken?" I looked at Samia. Look at you, trying to look pretty even with a broken leg, 　　ruining 　　 your own leg . 　　 Samia clenched her teeth, her face contorted. I felt she was about to collapse at any moment, so I quickly asked, 　　"Do you have any spare human legs here?" 　　"Yes, we do, but they're very expensive. They're all dark elf legs. Their muscles are very elastic, 　　they have little fat, and their bones are light and slender, their body proportions are perfect. If I had the money, I'd want to get 　　myself two legs like those." She opened the iron door next to the room, revealing rows of 　　human legs of different colors and sizes hanging in the freezer like cured meat. 　　 "Look, one dark elf leg costs 200,000 gold dragon coins, ten times the market price!" 　　 I saw Samia collapse onto the bed in despair, staring blankly at the ceiling. 　　 "Oh, wait a minute." The priest seemed to have discovered something. "Aha, here it is!" 　　I 　　rushed over to look. Priest Naomi took out a long, slender leg with well-proportioned bones 　　and muscles. At first glance, it looked no different from an ordinary human leg. But when she turned it over... 　　 "Just a little hair? This is a whole patch of fox fur!" Samia exclaimed. This 　　fox-woman's leg was the thigh of the woman in the alley. Her other leg was long gone, but 　　this leg had been perfectly preserved. Moreover, foxes are promiscuous, and fox-wolves have a strong reproductive ability. 　　Compared to the relatively rare rabbits and werewolves, fox-wolves are as rampant as rats. Furthermore, if they 　　mate with humans, their children will retain fox-woman characteristics. And the sexy and alluring fox-wolves in the city 　　, like elves, are mostly prostitutes and female slaves. "Five hundred gold dragons , 　　 one price." Pastor Naomi patted the leg like a butcher selling meat. 　　"Want it? If you do, I'll set it up for her right now." 　　 Although I really wanted to help Samia, whether or not she wanted the leg was ultimately her decision. 　　 The leg was actually quite long and beautiful, with delicate toes, a slender calf with slight muscle, and a thigh 　　slightly thinner than Samia's. The skin on the front was smooth and supple. Moreover, it had been compared and was a perfect 　　fit for Samia, ensuring she wouldn't develop a limp due to leg length discrepancy. 　　 "Also, if this leg doesn't reject you and the graft is successfully done, the hair will actually 　　grow very quickly. If you don't like the fur, you'll basically have to shave it twice a day, morning and night!" 　　Samia 　　 hesitated, so I quickly said, "Just get it done. Fur is quite sexy!" Samia 　　glared at me resentfully, but finally nodded firmly as if making up her mind: "Okay!" 　　 Because I had stopped the bleeding from Samia's inner thigh with the Ice Flame Dagger, Priest Naomi needed to 　　reopen the blood vessels in her thigh, so poor Samia had her wound reopened. The priest gave her 　　a bottle of poppy potion to drink, which could relieve pain and numb the nerves. 　　 "Ughhhhhh! My thigh's been slashed open!!!" Samia's originally slender eyes 　　widened in terror as she watched Naomi use a saw to slice off a thick piece of 　　flesh from her leg like cutting a melon. The scene was truly gruesome. I saw Samia scream miserably like a pig being slaughtered 　　. Because she had drunk the poppy potion, the actual pain wasn't intense, but the horrifying sight terrified her. 　　 Then came the removal of the charred flesh. This process was lengthy, and the priest worked carefully, allowing 　　fresh flesh to flow with its own red blood. I held Samia's hand to encourage her, and she clung to me desperately 　　. But slowly, her screams subsided, and I saw a strange, alluring flush appear on her face.

She lifted her head, breathing heavily, her eyes languidly fixed on me. With each cut the priest made, her body
trembled sensually. "Valentina, my dear...look, I'm being cut open...I'm having
my legs cut off like a sow. Do I look...do I look beautiful?"
I nodded vigorously, tears streaming down my face. This complete masochist, after being
repeatedly slashed by Naomi, finally fainted.
I wasn't wrong; Naomi, the priest, was indeed a sadist. She excitedly cut Samia
's inner thighs, her face even glowing with a rosy hue.
Tessos, watching from the side, seemed very interested in Samia on the bed. His penis hardened
. He looked at Samia's fresh, fleshy flesh, hesitant to speak, and gently patted me. Without turning my head, I said to him,
"No! No, you can't do it there!" He sat back down in the corner, disappointed.
"Finally finished," Pastor Naomi said, taking the long leg and looking at me. "Pay first, then we'll set it up." Damn it!
That disgusting woman! After handing her the money, I only had ten gold dragon coins left.
She brought the leg close to the break and sewed it up with a fine needle. She placed her hand on the break, chanted a spell, and a golden light
shone from it. A few minutes later, the light disappeared, and I saw that the broken leg had been perfectly set.
"This is only the surface. The muscles and bones inside haven't fully healed yet. She needs to rest here for half a month
before she can walk. During these two weeks, I will chant healing prayers every day to help the muscles and bones grow quickly."
"Half a month! But I need to get to North Ireland in a hurry! Can't you just heal her all at once?!" I
said hastily.
"What's the rush! Can't you see I'm almost exhausted?" Only then did I notice that she was covered in sweat,
her clothes soaked through, and her beautiful breasts were voluptuously displayed before my eyes. “If it were just a wound or internal injury,
it wouldn’t be a big problem, but her entire leg is broken. Awakening the nerves and cells in the broken leg is incredibly difficult!”
she shouted impatiently at me. I could only remain silent.
She wiped her hands and the blood from her face, saying calmly, “I’ll have someone take her to the ward later
. Oh, and the hospital fee is five gold dragon coins per day!” With that, she nimbly left the operating room.
Five gold dragons a day! Seventy-five gold dragons in half a month! I couldn’t even earn that much as a prostitute
!
After settling Samia in and paying for two days’ hospital fees with our remaining ten gold dragons, Tessos and I were at a loss
. The guide led us to the back door, which led to the market, eliminating the need to leave through the brothel alley.
Because Samia’s broken leg was our fault, if I abandoned her, the monastery would
throw her out the day after tomorrow. Without proper treatment, her incompletely healed leg would remain useless, not only risking necrosis
but also endangering her life. Thinking of this, I couldn't bear to leave just like that, and could only wander the streets with Tessos.
In the Red Lane of Cloudhorn Harbor, prostitutes charge ten silver dragon coins, while clandestine prostitutes charge five. If I
was lucky enough to attract business in Red Lane, I'd have to be fucked ten times a day to earn one gold dragon. I'd have to go without food
or drink fifty times just to raise enough money for Samia's hospital bills, and that's assuming my body can handle it, and
I'm the only one in Red Lane who can get customers, with people lining up for me.
The sun was blazing; Cloudhorn Harbor was like an oven during the day. Unable to bear the heat any longer, I unfastened my cloak and
hood, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
"I've got it!" I thought happily.
"Teasing a naked woman! A silver dragon! Touch it, anywhere, you can!" In the afternoon sun, a
giant-like man shouted clumsily, holding a red rope that bound a
large-breasted, red-haired woman in black stockings and high heels, who walked laboriously behind him.
Tesso and I ransacked Samia's shop. This perverted masochist must have a collection of all sorts of
sadomasochistic tools. Sure enough, in the corner of the room, a box was crammed with various ropes, whips, hoods
, leather jackets, and some thick rods I'd never seen before.
That's all we can do; hopefully, this way we can make more money.
I stripped naked, changing into only black stockings and high heels. Tesso, a former pirate,
found tying me up very easy. He bound me with the rope while licking and pinching my body,
my genitals oozing with lustful fluids. With my hands bound behind my back, he skillfully looped the rope around my breasts, making my
firm breasts bulge out. He then tightened the rope inside my labia, rubbing against my most sensitive
spot. I then had him put a gag on me, which amplified the masochistic feeling. Standing before the mirror, I saw
a sexy woman, her legs slightly bent due to her high heels, her fleshy buttocks and large breasts protruding, lewdly bound.
Because of the gag, saliva dripped constantly. Seeing her beautiful, lewd, masochistic appearance, she excitedly
squeezed her legs together, rubbing her labia with the rope, causing her to leak vaginal fluid.
After I was dressed, I asked Tessos to lead me out. He suddenly gave me a sly smile, and I immediately sensed
something was wrong. He quickly grabbed a leather hood and tied it around my neck, leaving only my nose and
gagged mouth exposed. He even carefully straightened my hair.
My vision was completely black; I couldn't see anything. A burning sensation spread through my body, bound by ropes
. Thankfully, Tessos had put a hood over my head to cover my face. Running out in this thrilling and lewd state
would have been utterly humiliating if I were recognized.
He led me by the neck, and I staggered along. Gradually, I heard the voices of the surrounding crowd growing louder. I tugged on
the ropes to signal Tessos that we could begin. I had taught him what to say beforehand, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Play with
beauties! One silver dragon, one touch! Anywhere is fine!"
The crowd erupted in commotion. "So cheap?" "Wow, this bitch is so sexy!" "Damn! Only one silver dragon,
it's a great deal!" "Look at her big tits!" "I really want to tear off her stockings and fuck her beautiful thighs!" The various
lewd comments made me tremble with excitement.
Someone asked, "What if I keep my hand on her?" Tessos was silent for a moment, then said,
"No problem!" Damn it! That idiot! He'd just turn into a silver dragon and kill me!
I shook my head violently, drool dripping onto my chest. Perhaps this action aroused
the crowd more, because I heard people pulling out their money. Suddenly, a hand reached for my breast, and another reached into
my anus, which was bound by a rope. Then I heard the clinking of silver coins, and the number of hands on my body kept
increasing. Then I felt myself surrounded by a group of men, breathing heavily and groping me. Some even
started biting my nipples and buttocks. Because I had given orders, Tessos wouldn't attack
them even if they touched me, but I forgot to tell them that if they bit me, they should be beaten to death.
Some men's hands accidentally left my body, and Tessos immediately shouted at them. Then, I don't know if the
man pulled out another silver dragon or if it was someone else, but with another soft sound, another hand touched my body.
"Wow, these sexy breasts feel so good to touch! It's totally worth it!" "This is where the fun begins! Look!
Her juices are flowing everywhere! Oh my god! I've taken my hand out! Big guy, here's your silver dragon! Let
me touch it a little longer!"
I was being pulled and tugged at every inch of my skin, completely unaware of who it was, which filthy man was sucking my
breasts, or which pervert was sticking his middle finger into my anus, or which beast was counting
the number of times while slapping my buttocks, clearly slapping them a dozen times but only counting as five silver dragons. And there was this guy
who actually grabbed my thigh and pulled his penis out of my stockings and started rubbing it against them.
I can't take it anymore... Being humiliated in public, a
whore whom everyone can abuse for just one silver dragon... Ah... What a perverted pleasure! I'm such a shameless slut... I'm such
a cheap slut, just like a fleshy hole in a human wall, being played with at will... Some man
's hand went around the rope and inserted into my vagina, probing and digging. This painful pleasure made me scream, but I could only make
whimpering sounds. Then my body trembled wildly as if I had been electrocuted, and the
men who were caressing my body rubbed and kneaded me even more intensely.
"This slut came! She fucking sprayed my face with her juices!"
"This bitch is so fun! I'll buy her for ten gold dragons!"
"Twenty! She's mine!"
"
Fifty!"
"One hundred!"
I lay limply on the ground, but the hands on my body didn't decrease at all. The current situation was indeed beyond my expectations
. I was so popular, attracting so many bidders.
"
Hey! What are you doing!" A furious shout rang out, and suddenly all the hands on my body were gone. Then came hurried
footsteps, followed by silence—no more bidding.
"I'm asking you, big guy, what are you doing with your slaves!" It seemed the question was directed at Tessos, but
I hadn't expected this situation, and I couldn't tell what had happened. Tessos was even more
difficult to deal with.
Tessos stammered, occasionally tugging at me with the rope, but with my hands bound behind my back, lying naked
on the ground, still recovering from my orgasm, my body limp, gagged and masked, I couldn't answer the question before me
.
"A pornographic performance? Paid or free?" I heard footsteps approaching, right beside me, then
a cold foot kicked me in the buttocks, followed by the clanging of metal. Clearly, in this city,
only the city guards, wearing chainmail, could stop us.
A moment later, I heard a clanging sound again. Tessos remained silent, seemingly still holding the army
in high regard.
"You made quite a bit, didn't you? Consider this a fine! Get out of here with your slaves. If I ever
see you and your big-breasted slave anywhere in Cloudpiercer again, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the sharks
!" The metallic footsteps faded into the distance. Tessos came over and helped me up, gesturing for me to remove my hood. The intense
sunlight stung my eyes.
Removing the gag, I asked him, "How much did they take from us?" "Only two red dragons, twenty-three silver dragons, and eighty-nine bronze dragons!" Back at the monastery, after counting my earnings, I angrily pushed away the change in front of me. "How could you accept
bronze
dragons
from those random passersby! My
asking price was one silver dragon!" Tessos stood before me like a child who had done something wrong, fidgeting with his fingers.
The city guards have confiscated a lot of money again. We can no longer make money this way. You
know, my actions are clearly stealing business from the brothel district, and the royal family will not allow it.
"Have you had dinner?" Pastor Naomi passed by the door and saw us. "What's wrong? You
look very sad." She maintained her usual cold and indifferent attitude, which was truly disgusting.
I hesitated, unsure of what to say. Should I just tell her I was penniless? That
would be so irresponsible to Samia on her sickbed.
Her gaze lingered on me. Because I had rushed back here after being expelled by the city guards, I hadn't had time
to change, so I was hastily wearing a men's shirt, my legs crossed, covered by
stockings torn by passersby, and my black patent leather high heels still on.
The cunning Naomi, clearly sensing my hesitation, said, "Because Cloudhorn is by the sea, it's
full of impoverished sailors, so being a prostitute here isn't as lucrative as in Vislan."
My face flushed, and I stammered, "But I... I can't think of anything to do..."
She tilted her head, thought for a moment, then looked at Tessos, who was sitting on the bench by the door staring blankly at his fingers, and said, "
Besides stockings, do you know what other specialty Cloudhorn has 　　?
"

"Name, race, age," the recorder in front of me asked without looking up.
"Tessos Theseus, human, age..." I glanced back at Tessos. This idiot, though
seemingly stupid, had few wrinkles on his face, taut muscles, and looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six.
"Sixteen, Tessos, sixteen!" he exclaimed excitedly, then his gaze shifted again, searching
the crowd for others as tall and robust as himself.
"Cloudhorn City is frequented by many slaves of all kinds. To properly eliminate the surplus slaves,
an arena was opened in the city center," Priest Naomi said, looking at Tessos. "Winning an arena earns one red dragon, and
winning the finals earns ten thousand red dragons."
So we came here. It was a place where merchants from all over the world brought their slaves,
registering them for profit.
But I hadn't expected Tessos to be only sixteen.
The recorder in front of me still didn't look up, saying, "Then we can only put him in the youth group. He gets
one red dragon for each win, and ten red dragons for each loss."
"What if he wins in the youth group?" I asked.
"If you can afford ten red dragons for a win and one hundred for a loss, then you can
participate in the adult group after the youth group ends."
The
recorder continued writing on the table. After I gave him one red dragon, I was told that Tessos's first
match was tonight.
"Any race can participate, and any weapon can be brought into the arena. The winner is free. The loser will be
disposed of at will."
This was the notice posted at the arena entrance. Inside, it was quiet, waiting for people to enter.
Not far from the arena, I took Tessos to choose a suitable weapon. He was incredibly strong, but also
very fast. After trying a longsword and a great hammer, we found that these weapons were unsuitable for him because he simply didn't know how to use them. I recalled
our first meeting; he effortlessly shattered a marble table with a single punch.
The gauntlets, which could be used both defensively and offensively with their forward-firing hooks, were perfect. This cost me another Red Dragon and twenty Silver Dragons,
leaving me with only a few Bronze Dragons. If he was defeated in the first round, I would be defeated too…
??? Night fell, and the audience gradually entered. We, the participants, were led to another entrance. That afternoon, I briefly
taught Tess a few one-hit kill moves, because his attack power was truly astonishing, and his punches were incredibly fast. In a multi-person brawl,
the most important thing is to defeat the enemy with a single blow. He learned fighting very quickly, which pleased me greatly.
??? The first round was for the junior group, with six participants, entering from different entrances to the arena. After Tess entered
the arena, the wooden fence was pulled down, and I could only watch from inside.
His opponents were a werewolf wielding a scimitar, a dark elf girl with a bow, a
strong, green-skinned orc with a spiked club, and a blonde woman from the Talos Highlands wielding a shield and longsword. They lived year-round on
Mount Talos, north of Eastland, living among bears and leopards, brave and loyal, yet for some reason, they too had been captured and
enslaved. And then there was
… "A saber-toothed tiger in armor?" I
asked, surprised. "Is this your first time here?" the guard at the entrance asked. I couldn't deny it, and he continued, "The arena
allows any creature from the Dragonspine Continent to enter, as long as you can claim to be its master and obey
its commands. Hey, where are you from?" He started chatting me up. To get him to tell
me more about the arena, I could only agree with him.
As everyone entered, a deafening gong sounded, signaling the start of the competition. All the humanoid races tacitly
and slowly gathered together, maintaining a safe distance to face the armored saber-toothed tiger, as tall as a man. Its entire body was covered in white
fur, but its canines weren't particularly long.
"Its master replaced its teeth with two daggers," a guard outside pointed out to me. Sure enough, its teeth
gleamed coldly in the torchlight, crystal clear.
On the human side, Tessos was the tallest among them, and everyone surrounded him,
moving slowly with the saber-toothed tiger. Suddenly, a scream rang out from among the five, startling everyone. Looking closely
, they saw that the cunning werewolf, taking advantage of everyone's attention being focused on the saber-toothed tiger, had silently
pierced the dark elf girl's back with his scimitar. The girl stared in disbelief at the dagger protruding from her still-developing breasts
, her face contorted in despair as she collapsed to the ground. 　　The werewolf's attack caught everyone off guard, scattering them instantly, but they still maintained 　　their distance from the saber-toothed tiger. 　　 "Junior group matches never really grab the audience's attention because they lack practical experience and aren't ruthless enough ; often
, 　　none of them survive to the end. But this werewolf is quite formidable," the guard said, glancing at my chest. 　　"Are you a rich girl?" 　　 "No, just a businesswoman," I chuckled, pulling my cloak over my shoulders. 　　 Although the guard said the junior group battles were uninteresting, I'd never seen them before, so I was quite intrigued. The 　　situation was clear: the remaining three were beginning to isolate the werewolf. The orc picked up the longbow from the dead dark elf girl and 　　fired several arrows at the werewolf, forcing him towards the saber-toothed tiger. The werewolf howled through gritted teeth, forced to retreat step by step 　　. Now attacked from both sides, he didn't know where to run. Finally cornered, he made a startling move 　　: he plunged his knife into the high stone wall, intending to use his superhuman jumping ability to leap out of the arena. After leaping, he 　　stepped on the back of the knife and used his claws to dig into the wall to escape. This action drew boos from the audience, who began throwing fruit and trash at him from behind the wall 　　. He ignored them, continuing to cling to the stone wall. Just then, 　　a white shadow flashed, throwing the werewolf to the ground. Before the werewolf could even roll over, the saber-toothed tiger's dagger and fangs were embedded 　　in the werewolf's forehead, blood gushing from his eyes and mouth. The audience erupted in cheers 　　.

"That's quite unexpected. No one thought this slave would try to escape, but no one has ever escaped
the fangs of Talgrass."
"Is this saber-toothed tiger called Talgrass?" I asked him.
"That's right. It's the overlord of the junior group, the pet of the wealthy Lord Xilin of Cloudpiercing City. It's already won five matches; one more win and
it will advance to the adult group. It's said he was trained from a cub." As he
spoke, the saber-toothed tiger had already torn open the werewolf's belly, enjoying its spoils, but its triangular eyes remained
fixed on the remaining three.
Tessos, the orc, and the woman from the Talos Highlands stood close together, ready for battle. The Talos
woman had a square jaw, sharp eyebrows, and phoenix eyes; her beauty was tempered with a hint of fortitude. She had wheat-colored skin, and her arms and legs looked
strong and muscular. Her blonde hair gave her a dashing appearance. After a brief standoff, the orc spoke:
"Talos woman! You can control animals, can't you? If we can't kill this big cat, we're all dead!
"
"Shut up, you green-skinned dog! Open your dog eyes and look! This is a specially trained saber-toothed tiger!
My beast language is useless against it!"
"Then think of something! You're our only hope!" The orc's red eyes practically spit
fire. His bare upper body had no scars; he looked like a young orc with little combat experience
.
"Damn it! If I hadn't been caught drunk, I wouldn't be in this wretched place!" the Talos woman
cursed, then spoke in some unintelligible language. The saber-toothed tiger stopped tearing at her and looked up at her.
"It worked! Keep it up, you woman!" the orc said.
"Don't call me a woman!" she said, then spoke in some other language. The saber-toothed tiger, with a mouthful of blood,
sat down quietly, tilting its head to look at her.
The Talos woman slowly moved forward, and the saber-toothed tiger, like a docile cat, stepped over the corpse
and obediently lay down in front of her, raising its head to look at her. If it weren't for the two daggers in its mouth, it would truly resemble a cute
big cat .
The entire audience fell silent, waiting for what would happen. The woman, drenched in sweat, nervously reached out and approached
the saber-toothed tiger. Finally, she was close enough to gently stroke its head, still muttering to herself. The big cat
enjoyed the woman's touch, comfortably closing its eyes. This scene displeased all the spectators; they had paid to
see excitement, not a heartwarming drama.
"Now! Kill it quickly!" the orc whispered.
"No, our ancestors were the gods of beasts; we cannot kill any tamed wild beast.
" The woman sat down beside the saber-toothed tiger, the big cat's head resting on her lap, purring contentedly
.
"Then I'll do it!" The orc stealthily approached the saber-toothed tiger's belly, raised his spiked club, and
swung it with all his might at its soft underbelly.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. When I came to my senses, only Tasos remained, standing there dumbfounded
.
When the orc struck the saber-toothed tiger's belly with his spiked club, the tiger instinctively kicked
the orc far towards the stone wall. It knew the woman of Talos had deceived it; the woman couldn't dodge in time and was
bitten, a large chunk of flesh torn from her buttocks and the back of her thigh.
The woman groaned in pain, crawling and struggling on the ground. The saber-toothed tiger staggered to its feet, wanting to
kill the human who had deceived it. The orcs in the distance, spitting blood, also approached. Tessos, that idiot who hadn't fought properly from beginning to end
, finally moved. He stomped on the saber-toothed tiger
's shattered abdomen and began delivering solid punches to its jaw with his spiked steel fists until the muscles were torn open,
blood gushing out, and it lay lifeless like a rag doll. I saw the orc stagger up behind Tessos
. If the ambush succeeded, Tessos would be defeated, so I should escape quickly. Maybe I
could avoid paying ten more red dragons for his death. Turning around, I saw two guards behind me. It seemed they
were prepared to prevent my escape.
Just as the orc swung his spiked club, Tessos, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, deflected the swinging
club with one hand, and with a loud thud, pierced straight through the orc's back. The crowd cheered, for this
giant had not only taken down the leader of the junior group, a biting cat, but also used his slow reflexes to take
advantage of the situation and eliminate almost everyone else, all while witnessing such a bloody scene. Then, only…
Tessos withdrew his fist from the orc's chest and turned to face the still struggling Talos woman.
He flipped her over; she was still struggling to swing the shield on her arm. "Get out of my way, you monster! Give me the sword
! I can still fight!" Tessos looked at her, then at me.
Although the fight hadn't been particularly difficult, and this idiot had won so easily, some reward was still necessary
. So I nodded slightly.
The scene the audience loved to see unfolded. The guard explained to me that some slave owners specifically trained women
as warriors, not so much for actual combat, but for the audience to enjoy the final brutal killings—that was the most exciting
and entertaining part.
Tassos kicked off the Talos woman's shield-wielding arm, eliciting a desperate scream from her. The Talos
woman was fiercely independent and refused to submit to male humiliation, which was exactly what the audience loved to see. Compared to those
fox spirits who begged for sex, unwavering defiance was far more arousing.
The audience roared, wave after wave of fury. "Kill her! Shove your fists into both her holes!"
"Shove her into the head of a saber-toothed tiger! Fuck her while suffocating her to death!"
Various perverse and obscene methods echoed from the audience. I wondered how Tassos would use to rape this woman
. He used the woman's sword to tear open her clothes, revealing her beautiful, wheat-colored skin. Tassos untied...
My own trousers, my thick, erect penis, stood defiantly erect in full view of everyone, its veins twisting like worms.
"Wow, now I know why he can be your slave," the guard teased me with a suggestive look.
My cheeks flushed, and my hand instinctively covered my genitals, which throbbed every time I saw Tessos's penis.
Tessos, predictably, picked up the woman and placed her in front of his penis, but the virtuous Talos woman
kicked at Tessos with her intact right hand and legs. Tessos remained unmoved, gripping her tightly and thrusting into her without restraint.
The woman was clearly breathless from the sudden penetration; her eyes widened, her beautiful lips parted and closed, and after a long while, a
painful groan escaped her lips. With her groan, the audience erupted in lewd laughter, and some wealthy merchants picked up
their female slaves and began to thrust into them.
Tessos's penis was unusually thick and long, almost the size of an average man's forearm. An ordinary woman
couldn't possibly withstand it; when he penetrated me, even reaching my cervix, he could only insert about halfway each time. The Talos woman
was taller than average, and her vagina was deeper than mine, yet a small portion of Tessos's penis still protruded. With each
moan of the Talos woman being penetrated, the crowd emitted lewd groans.
Obscene acts were taking place both inside and outside the arena, making me somewhat unable to resist.
Just as I was about to ask the guard behind me to satisfy me, the gong sounded again.
"The show begins again," the guard smiled at me. Tessos was now having a great time, the Talos woman
being pressed to the ground, her mutilated buttocks raised, enduring Tessos's increasingly violent thrusts, when five more people
emerged from behind the wooden fence.
A heavily tattooed mountain tribesman from Quel emerged, masturbating, a
flail in his right hand. They were the offspring of the Talos people and the Saintess Monastery's adultery, lurking deep within the Talos Mountains.
A fox spirit, wielding a dagger, emerged, her back covered in beautiful golden fur. Her appearance was no different from an ordinary woman,
but far more alluring and seductive. Her ears were erect, and she wore simple leather armor covering her chest, with tattered shorts revealing her
beautiful, slender legs. Since Samia would be attached to the fox spirit's legs, I couldn't help but glance at her a few
more times.
Then two more emerged from behind a door: twin jungle elves, petite with just-developing breasts, trembling as they gripped two short bows, their eyes desperately avoiding the Talos 　　woman
being fucked by Tessos . 　　 Then a dark-skinned man emerged, wielding two crescent-shaped scimitars. With a short, thick 　　neck and a muscular physique, he was a battle-hardened, exotic black warrior. 　　 The drums and gongs sounded again, and the idiot Tessos continued his vigorous manipulation of the poor Talos woman. The 　　woman, her face covered in dust, arched her back and howled desperately, trying to break free from Tessos's clutches. But the burly idiot gripped 　　her firm waist and thrust forcefully, the sounds of his thrusting echoing loudly. 　　 This time, everyone surrounded Tessos and his "girlfriend." The mountain man of Quil continued to fondle 　　the fox-woman beside him, her lower body close to his. The fox-woman warily raised her dagger. The exotic black man approached the twin jungle elves beside him 　　and said to them in a broken Common tongue, "Perhaps you can shoot arrows, kill him, and then we'll fight. 　　" 　　 The twins exchanged a glance, nodded, drew their bows, and aimed at Tessos, who had his back to them. At that moment, I 　　hesitated again. I glanced at the guards behind me; maybe I could use a healing spell to beg them to spare me. 　　 The twins silently chanted a spell, and two ordinary arrows shot out in a flash, flying towards Tessos's back. 　　 Just as I tried to cover my eyes, unable to bear watching any longer, the two arrows clattered like they had struck an iron wall 　　and fell to the ground. 　　 This situation stunned me, and also astonished the audience and other contestants. 　　 But then I instantly remembered his brother, Soros, the captain of the Royal Guard, who, according to legend, 　　charged into battle while having sex with women in his tent, sweeping through the orc army with a woman in one arm and his hammer in the other. Legend says 　　he had an indestructible body; could his idiotic brother be the same? Or was his 　　indestructible body only when he was having sex with women 　　 ? Then, Tessos made an even more astonishing move. He stood up, without even needing to hold 　　the woman beneath him; she was lifted into the air by his massive penis. Tessos pointed at the contestant in front of him 　　and roared, "Tessos fucks women! Don't disturb Tessos!" His powerful shout echoed throughout the arena, 　　and the audience erupted in cheers. The entire arena was in an uproar. 　　 "My God, to be honest, your slave is truly a once-in-a-century genius," even the guard couldn't help but praise 　　. I finally felt much relieved. Seeing this man, though not very bright, possessing extremely strong fighting abilities 　　, and with that imposing figure, I couldn't help but feel a lump in my throat, my legs giving way as I collapsed to the ground. 　　 Tessos no longer knelt on the ground to fuck the woman; instead, he used her like a sex toy, manipulating her up and down. 　　The Talos woman began to struggle, trying to kick Tessos away with her powerful legs, but the idiotic hulking man 　　punched her in the shin. The ear-piercing sound of cracking bone accompanied the woman's scream. Even the most chaste Talos woman 　　could only endure Tessos's endless rape in humiliation. 　　 The five men opposite were shocked by this scene. From the moment Quel, who was manipulating his own penis, glanced sideways 　　at the fox woman beside him, everyone wanted to start with the one next to them. 　　 The Highlander attacked first, swinging his flail at the fox-woman beside him. But the fox-woman was clearly a nimble assassin 　　; with a swift movement, she dodged behind the twin jungle elves. One of the twins, caught off guard, was 　　struck squarely in the face by a barbed chain. The chain fell, turning his once delicate face into a bloody 　　, cratered mess, and he fell backward. 　　 "Sister!" the other elf screamed, collapsing to his knees. The fox-woman, meanwhile, bypassed the elves and moved 　　behind the alien black man, preparing a surprise attack. As her dagger pierced his back, a clang rang out.

With two sharp sounds, the black man's left-hand scimitar deflected the attack, while his right-hand scimitar knocked the dagger from the fox woman's hand. The two faced each other
, silently confronting each other, neither making a move.
The Quil Highlander, though he hadn't hit the fox woman, had inadvertently killed one of the elves,
which greatly excited him. He masturbated faster and faster, his long, pale tongue protruding,
revealing his sadistic pleasure in killing women. Looking at the unarmed jungle elf, he leaped up,
intending to deliver a fatal blow as well. Just as he jumped, the elf regained her senses, swiftly using her left foot to lift her sister
's shortbow, bracing it against the bow, nocking an arrow with her left hand and drawing the bowstring with her right, her small mouth biting the arrow's fletching and the bowstring. Such a difficult
maneuver could only be accomplished by jungle elves who had learned archery from a young age. The Quil Highlander, who hadn't even landed yet
, was now a sitting duck. Before he could even be surprised, he was shot backward by two arrows and fell to the ground.
He wasn't Thasos; two arrows, deeply embedded in his chest and throat, were now embedded in his bow. His lewd
left hand continued its slow, deliberate manipulation, finally ceasing as he ejaculated a stream of bright red semen.
Meanwhile, the foreign black man, hearing the sound of two arrows leaving the bowstring, gripped his scimitar tightly, swiftly retreating two steps.
Without turning back, he elegantly plunged the scimitar into the chest of the forest elf who had just fired the arrows. Looking at
the scimitar protruding from her chest, the female elf seemed relieved, a smile on her face as she slowly collapsed to the ground.
The duel was so brief, leaving only the black man and the fox-woman facing off. Taking advantage of the moment the black man stabbed the elf, the fox-
woman retrieved her dagger. Swiftness was the fox-woman's strength, but against this black man who also relied on speed,
it wasn't much of an advantage. Their battle was a contest of who could kill the other with a single blow. A few seconds later,
the fox-woman used her leaping ability to push off the wall, turning around and stabbing at the black man from mid-air with daggers in hand. The black
man, with his extensive combat experience, blocked the attack with his two curved swords crossed, then launched a counterattack on
the fox-woman who had just landed. The fox-woman ducked to avoid it, the two swords lightly slicing across her ears. She then rolled away, stabbing
the black man in the back of his thigh. In
this first exchange, both were injured, but the injury was more fatal for the black man, slowing his movements.
The fox-woman swiftly moved to the side of his injured leg, unleashing a series of short, rapid attacks. The black man gradually became exhausted from parrying
, and finally, after a feint by the fox-woman, he was stabbed in the cartilage of his elbow, leaving it limp and hanging down. The black man's face was covered in sweat
, glistening in the firelight. Finally, the fox woman climbed onto the wall again and slashed down diagonally. The cornered
black man, in a daze, tried to block with his arm, only to have it cleanly severed by the dagger
, which carried the fox woman's weight. The fox woman landed with a graceful spin, the dagger piercing the black man's chest and falling straight to his abdomen, spilling his internal organs
. He coughed up blood and collapsed to his knees.
The fox woman, her beautiful face covered in blood, stood up, panting heavily. After a moment, she walked towards Tessos
. If the fox woman continued to challenge Tessos with speed, Tessos wouldn't have much of an advantage.
By this time, the idiotic hulking man had thrust hundreds of times. He gripped the woman's waist with one hand and pulled
her golden hair with the other, his breathing growing heavier and heavier. With a few muffled groans, accompanied by the woman's pitiful moans, Talos ejaculated completely
inside her. He threw her to the ground, his still-throbbing penis slowly leaking semen, which dripped
onto the woman's high, white buttocks. The fox-woman could see that Talos was at his weakest after ejaculating. She strode towards him, her long legs carrying her
at the last moment. Then, Talos did something I never expected: he bent down
and swung his barbed fist, shoving it entirely into Talos's vagina!
This action caused everyone to gasp. The poor Talos screamed wildly, her limbs
convulsing as if possessed, kicking and thrashing like a doe pierced by an iron rod. Talos, without hesitation, lifted
her up, and blood gushed from her vagina like a burst dam. The fleeing fox-woman
stopped abruptly in front of Tessos, collapsing to the ground, terrified by the sight, even wetting herself. Tessos, however, showed no mercy, swinging his
convulsing body down heavily on another woman. The Talos woman's voluptuous flesh shattered the fox-
woman's upper body in multiple places with the first blow, her chest and arms collapsing limply. As the second blow rose, I saw the fox-
woman's once beautiful eyes had been squeezed out, making her look utterly hideous. Then came the third blow, the fourth
… Tessos stopped not because the other woman had been reduced to a bloody, mangled mess, but because
the Talos woman in his arms had been smashed open, her intestines spilling out, her legs torn apart, no longer able to cling to Tessos
's arm.
The crowd remained silent for a long time, then erupted in a deafening roar of cheers that lasted for a long time.
Then came the third, fourth, and fifth matches. Tesos brutally and violently defeated his opponents each time.
Previously, the junior group matches were often financially unprofitable, with no one left alive after one or two matches.
But today, the junior group was the protagonist, and Tesos was the protagonist. In the third match, he tore apart a
male dark elf who had emerged victorious from a group fight while holding him upside down. In the fourth match, he raped a woman from the North Highlands of North America. Although she was my
compatriot, it was still quite enjoyable to watch. However, in the end, he still forcibly tore off the woman's limbs and threw her body into the crowd
. In the fifth match, finding it boring, he charged into the crowd and punched them one by one to death. This proved my
suspicion: even without raping women, he wasn't invincible; swords could still hurt him, though
the attack power was negligible, only causing minor wounds.
There were no adult group matches tonight, so I couldn't see how those matches were fought, because
Tesos's actions today had surpassed the excitement of the adult group matches.
"Congratulations, beauty, you've managed to collect five Red Dragon Coins at the exit," the guard told me. "This
is truly the most exciting match I've seen since the man-eating cat."
After collecting the coins, I quietly waited for Tessos's return, thinking that I would reward him handsomely when I got back
, doing everything in my power to satisfy him, begging him to penetrate me,
treating me like those short-lived women, fucking me to death...
Several guys who looked like wealthy men came out of the competition area, shook their heads with wry smiles when they saw me, and pulled out...
Some handed the red dragon coins from their pockets to the administrator, while others glared at me fiercely, muttering curses as they walked past
. Only one man, limp and carried out by his servants, sprang to his feet upon seeing me, trembling as he pointed at
me and said, "You! You slut! You whore who's been fucked by a thousand men! You killed my Tilgras!
My pet, my darling! I wanted it to become the arena's overlord! But you had to come and ruin it! Just
one match! One match! My Tilgras could have entered the adult division! You! It's you! I'll kill you!"
He reached for my neck, and as he drew his dagger, two guards swiftly blocked my way
.
"Your Excellency Shirin, although you are a regular at the arena, please do not harm other employers
. We can disqualify you from the competition if you do so," the administrator said slowly.
The Teygras that Lord Shirin mentioned was the saber-
toothed tiger whose jaw was shattered by Tessus stepping on its belly. Why keep a money-losing tiger instead of properly training slaves…
? I ignored his roars completely, leisurely looking at my fingernails. After
Lord Shirin was dragged away, Tessus finally emerged. But when I saw him, I no longer felt
the overflowing lust and desire I had felt before. His taut muscles were covered in blood and wounds of unknown origin
, and his expression was terrifying, like a demon. Remembering his brutal and perverse behavior on the battlefield, which I had never witnessed before
, and now seeing him standing before me in person, I felt like a little rabbit exposed to a bear,
frozen in fear, ready to be swallowed whole by his gaping maw.
But when he saw me, his expression instantly softened, his eyes filled with love. He
knelt down before me, took my hands, and whispered, "Nadia, Tessos won! Tessos got first place
!" At that moment, my heart fluttered, and tears, whether from joy or fear, blurred my vision. Ignoring
the blood all over him, I hugged his neck and sobbed. He held me tightly too. I realized that my lower body was
leaking fluid—I didn't know if it was vaginal discharge or urine from fear…
Back
at the monastery, I quickly and hastily took a bath, changed into fishnet stockings and high heels, and
wore nothing else. I hid in bed waiting for Tessos to finish his bath, but he didn't come into my room until dawn
. When I went to find him, I discovered he was asleep in the bathtub.
A night of unbearable thirst, yet I couldn't bear to let the exhausted Tessos expend any more energy, because tonight he would face
a battle even more brutal than yesterday. To distract myself, I changed my clothes and went to check on Samia
. On the way, I ran into Naomi, that shrewd businesswoman, who again swindled
five red dragons from my pocket—the only five that Tessos had painstakingly earned yesterday. But then I remembered that if everything went smoothly tonight, and Tessos won five matches, he'd have fifty red
dragon coins.
Samia was already awake, lying quietly in bed looking out at the garden. I approached her, and she gave me a
warm smile.
I told her everything that had happened yesterday, including how I was groped naked for money, and Tessos's
triumphant return to the arena.
She was moved to tears, pulling me close and hugging me tightly. After crying, her expression turned serious
.
"Based on what you've said, Tessos should win today, but tomorrow's six to ten matches are uncertain
."
"He hasn't even fought today yet, and besides, you haven't seen his fighting ability," I retorted, somewhat unconvinced.
Samia shook her head and continued, "I've seen arena matches. Usually, there are junior matches before the main competition
, but the junior teams are usually wiped out after one or two matches; they're just for warm-up
. But yesterday, as you said, because Tesos dominated the entire arena, all five matches were able to proceed without any
adult matches. But you don't know, the adult teams are also divided into ranks. Matches one to five are just regular hand-to-hand combat with melee
weapons, but from matches six to ten onwards, mages and dragons participate. Those mages and dragons are less like slaves and more like
servants to wealthy merchants, seeking personal gain. So they're not slaves at all; they're warriors!"
Hearing Samia say this, I felt a little guilty: "But only in this way can I pay your hospital bills...
"
Samia pondered for a moment, then gestured for me to take a small packet of pale pink powder from her discarded undergarments.
She
poured it into her mouth and stared intently at me.
Her eyes were brimming with tears, and her pale cheeks, initially flushed from blood loss, gradually regained their color. She suddenly pulled my neck close, and involuntarily
resisted, thrusting her warm, serpentine tongue into my mouth. Her soft, moist lips and fleshy tongue
pushed the powder into my mouth. I was already burning with lust because Tesos hadn't satisfied me, and now
this soft, sexy woman was deliberately teasing me. I didn't care what kind of poison she was giving me; I swallowed it along with her tongue
. We separated after a while, a thin strand of saliva clinging to our lips.
"Samiya… what are you doing…" I leaned weakly against the bed, panting slightly, and gently
nibbled at her fleshy earlobe, my hand involuntarily reaching for her crotch. But she helped me up, a sly smile on her face
, and handed me a red piece of paper with an address and a name written on it.
"Sir Sir Shirin Saley? Isn't he...?" Samia looked at me with a sly smile, and I felt
like I'd been sold out...
"What I just gave you was an aphrodisiac made from a fox spirit's love juice and a werewolf's semen. Twenty minutes later,
you'll be screaming like a madman, begging for any rod to be inserted into your little cunt!"
"Why are you doing this to me! I saved you, and you treat me like this! And you know he's
the owner of that saber-toothed tiger from the first round in Tessos, and he even threatened to kill me!" I jumped up angrily, wanting to draw my sword
and stab her thigh.
"Darling, don't panic, listen to me..." She slowly took my hand and explained her plan.

"Mmm...Tathos...Darling...You're so good...Mmm...Push me harder...
So good...Mmm...Fuck me...Fuck me harder...Mmm...Mmm...So good, so exciting..." I was lifted up by Tathos, who 　　,
like he was thrusting into that Talos woman on the battlefield, grabbed my red hair with one hand and
held my waist with the other, his cannon-like cock pounding into my tender, fragile flesh.
Samia told me that Sir Shirin Salei was impotent, so his greatest hobby was watching others
have sex, and his second greatest hobby was gambling in the arena. If he could enjoy his greatest hobby, why would he
risk losing money on his second? Besides, if he could see the powerful opponent who killed his beloved pet rape
his own master, who would care about that unfortunate big cat?
So, within twenty minutes, while I was still lucid, I quickly changed into a sexy bodycon miniskirt and tight-
fitting bra, put on red garter belts and black fishnet stockings, knee-high leather boots, and a cloak. I woke up Tessos, hired
a carriage, and headed straight for the knight's mansion. No need for words with the guards; I simply pulled back my cloak to show them my body, and they
let me in. I explained my purpose to the knight, whose eyes were blazing with desire. At that moment, my lower body felt like it was on fire
, burning my womb. Before the knight could even agree, I impatiently turned around, pulled down Tessos's trousers, and
began to vigorously suck on his whip-like penis.
I squatted on the ground with my legs spread in a sexy pose, my left hand grasping his penis
and shoving it into my mouth, my right hand alluringly tossing my long hair, letting the knight see how hard I was working. I glanced at him;
a lewd smile spread across the skinny, bald face as he rubbed his hands together excitedly, watching us. After I had made Tesos hard enough
, I crossed my legs and swayed towards the jazz, lifting my skirt to let him admire the
delicate violet blossoms on my smooth, hairless labia. Tesos followed closely behind, his buttocks pressed against mine. Reaching the jazz's seat
, I braced myself on the armrests, exposing my full breasts to the old man. I pulled down my bra, letting my breasts
spring out like two eager white rabbits. The old man laughed even harder, reaching out to touch
my breasts and roughly pulling at them. I deliberately let out a seductive moan, whispering in his ear, "My lord
... look, I've come to atone, bringing my body... ah... these are what belong to you..." "My breasts...
I'm here to apologize to you, hmm..." Just then, Tessos, who was behind me, must have been unable to
restrain himself because of my high, fleshy buttocks. He thrust into my already overflowing, wet hole. My body, which had been in a frenzy for so long, finally got
its satisfaction. I couldn't help but groan loudly. This was not a sex act for the knight to see. I really couldn't
hold back anymore. My breasts were being played with by the bald knight. He buried his rough, withered face in my cleavage. But his
technique for playing with my breasts was terrible. He could only pull and bite my nipples, making me scream in pain. He had no technique at all. But
it was this pain that combined with Tessos's pleasurable thrusting inside me that made me feel a pleasure as if I were being ravaged
. The old man, having grown tired of playing with my breasts, pulled my chin down, intending to kiss my lips. I forcefully turned my head away, but unexpectedly, he
slapped me across the face. I gasped and groaned, "Ugh...ah, sir...ah, sir
, why did you hit me...uh...uh...ah...you've seen me naked...I've suffered so much humiliation...uh...ah...I've been
played with like...a female slave..."
The old man gritted his teeth and said, "You filthy bitch, I was right! You're such a bastard! You're enjoying being fucked by your own slave, you deserve it! Come on! Big guy, suspend your master in the air! Like you fucked 　　that female slave
on the battlefield ! 　　 " Tessos seemed to be enjoying himself immensely. Before I could adjust my position, he suddenly stood up, lifting me into the air. My hands 　　had nowhere to go, so I could only grasp my breasts and lick them, while he leered at the jazz below 　　. I wrapped my shapely legs around Tessos's waist, and he reciprocated, pulling my hair tightly just like he did with that woman. 　　My head was held high, and I groaned loudly, sometimes stroking myself, sometimes slapping my breasts, vigorously 　　swaying my slender waist and plump buttocks. The old man watched, his heart pounding. While enjoying the pleasurable thrusting 　　, he inwardly mocked this perverted old man who could only watch, not actually have sex with me. 　　 Just as I was about to reach climax, driven to madness by Tessos's burning hot penis, the old man roared, " 　　Stop!" I was stunned by his shout. 　　 "Butler, bring me my toy!" 　　 His butler asked, "What size do you want?" 　　 "Didn't you see how horny this slut is! Of course, the biggest one!" 　　 I was confused. What trick was this perverted jazz up to now? 　　 He 　　made me get off Tessos. As soon as I stood up, my high heels gave way, and I almost fell. The old man 　　came over to help me up and helped me to his chair. I was breathing softly, stroking my sweaty chest 　　. Suddenly, the old man shouted, "Guards! Tie her up!" Two guards, their crotches bulging, deftly 　　spread my legs and tied them to the armrests, and bound my hands behind my back to the chair back, leaving my vulva wide open in front of him 　　. 　　 Just as Tessus was about to move, I gestured to him with my eyes not to make any rash moves. Then, I looked at the perverted knight 　　with seductive eyes and asked him in a coquettish, tearful voice, "My lord, please do me... ah... this lowly slave can't hold back and is about to 　　climax..." He rubbed his hands together, looking at me like I was a piece of fat meat. Just then, his butler came out of the back room 　　, carrying a wooden box. But what was inside the box instantly chilled my heart. 　　 Pastor Naomi had warned me never to let a barbed penis like a werewolf enter my body, or I would 　　die from an orgasm. But this thing in front of me... Samia had told me that this kind of thing was called a vibrator. This thing 　　was slightly thinner than Tessus's penis, but about the same thickness as my forearm. It was cone-shaped, with rings inside rings, and what was even more 　　terrifying was that each ring had fine hairs inside.

"This is a treasure I bought at a high price from the goblins, my favorite toy. It's said to be called 'Female Gunner
's Hell'! Now I'll let you taste what real hell is!" He shoved the blunt-tipped vibrator 　　into
my vagina with a "plop . 　　 " Because 　　my vagina was already wet and lubricated, it slid in smoothly. I thought
it would be nothing special, but 　　when he pulled it out… " 　　Ughh ... My vagina 　　throbbed with pleasure, and I shook my head wildly, screaming lewdly. My mind was blank; I only wanted him to pull out that horrible 　　tool. My hips writhed, my wet, hot buttocks slamming against the chair, making a series of slapping 　　, lewd sounds in sync with my moans. The moment he pulled out, my juices gushed out like a burst dam, spraying the Duke 　　all over. Even then, my hips continued to convulse uncontrollably, the relentless orgasms still lingering. 　　My brain was beginning to reject it, but my body, as if against my will, still wanted to be violated. 　　 "Look at your cunt, still opening and closing, begging me to penetrate you!" The Duke picked up the 　　horrible tool, licking the still-dripping juices. Tears blurred my vision as I looked pleadingly at Thales 　　, but this idiot was flushed, watching my body move up and down on his enormous penis with an 　　expression of ecstasy. 　　 Only now, catching my breath, did I weakly cry out, "Ugh... Your Excellency... I was wrong... 　　I shouldn't have hurt your pet... Please, please let me go... I can't take it anymore... I don't want to climax 　　anymore... I don't want to feel pleasure anymore..." 　　 He wore a fanatical, wicked grin, pressing the vibrator against my vaginal opening, shouting, "Who told you 　　to come here willingly? Now you can't run away. The real show begins!" Before he 　　could even breathe, he thrust the vibrator inside me again, pumping wildly. This made me deeply 　　realize how terrifying an orgasm could be. I kept banging my head against the back of the chair, trying to knock myself unconscious 　　, but the frenzied orgasm tore at my nerves, keeping me awake. I cried out loudly, but the old man paid no 　　heed to my pleas. I could only watch helplessly as my body was ravaged. My waist curled up incredulously, 　　as if I could see my poor flesh being turned inside out by that horrible toy. The violet flower on my labia 　　was also pulled into my vagina at the same time, and then cruelly pulled out. Each time it was pulled out, I cried out and raised my head, seeing 　　the guards around me also becoming unrestrained, kneading my breasts, taking out their own penises to slap my breasts, and 　　masturbating to my nipples. I gasped for breath, for the first time in my life trying to control myself from orgasm by breathing alone. 　　But the intense pleasure was consuming every nerve, my eyes rolled back, and I stared blankly at the ceiling. My mind was filled with 　　images of myself being fucked to death: a long spear piercing my body and protruding from my mouth; a giant fist thrusting into my 　　vagina, tearing my uterus out; a bear opening its jaws to bite down on my spread legs, and then 　　, with a deafening boom, my brain exploded, leaving only a deathly silence. 　　 "This slut has lost control of her bladder and bowels! Hahahaha!" I heard someone speaking in the distance. 　　 "Sir, this woman seems to have been played to death." Then I heard another hollow voice. 　　 Then the ugly face of the perverted sir, Shirin Salei, appeared before me. He looked at me, and I was surprised; 　　I hadn't fainted, but was completely dazed. 　　 "Heh heh, this kind of slut won't be played to death so easily. Come and look in the mirror, look at your 　　ugly appearance now!" He grabbed my head and looked helplessly into the mirror. The woman in the mirror had disheveled red hair, 　　crooked eyes and a crooked mouth, her face covered in tears and snot, her tongue sticking out, and she couldn't close her mouth like an idiot, drooling. 　　Once known as the most beautiful female knight-errant in Eastland, she was now as ugly as a cheap street prostitute, played to 　　the point of unconsciousness. Thinking of this, seeing my pathetic appearance, with excrement and urine sprayed all over the ground, I finally came to my senses and 　　lowered my head, sobbing loudly. 　　 The lord seemed finally satisfied, tossing Tessos a bag of gold coins. The big man stopped stroking his penis, 　　grinning foolishly as he took the money. The lord said, "Money, I have plenty, but I'm just not satisfied. I want to see you, this woman, 　　ruined by my ravaging, haha! Here are five thousand red dragon coins. Big man, take your prostitute mistress and get out of 　　this city! I don't want to see any of you again!" 　　 They untied me, not removing the vibrator from my body, saying it was a gift, because my performance 　　had pleased the lord. 　　 On the carriage back to the monastery, the coachman was surprised to see a large man carrying a half-naked woman into 　　his carriage. I just wanted to lie down for a while, but I realized Tessos had no intention of putting me down, 　　still holding me. He touched the vibrator in my genitals, and my body twitched. 　　 "Nadia, it hurts, Tessos, help Nadia, take it out." Before I could stop him, he pulled out 　　the vibrator, and my body convulsed again. I thought I could finally relax, but then I heard 　　the sound of him unzipping his pants, and a bad feeling crept over me... 　　 "Ugh... I was firmly seated in front of Tessos, too weak to moan, only 　　able to beg him: "Ugh... Tessos... please... I can't... otherwise 　　... I'm really going to break... help... help me..." I kicked him weakly, while he panted heavily, his face 　　fierce. Remembering his expression when he came out of the arena, I realized I really felt like a little rabbit being raped by a giant bear 　　. He ignored my commands and pleas, slamming his thick penis into my swollen vagina.

Inside, I saw his penis bulge unbelievably in my abdomen, thrusting into my uterus again and again.
It no longer brought pleasure, but felt like a steel hammer relentlessly pounding my stomach. The pain was so intense I could barely speak, only weakly
crying out, slapping his face, pounding his chest, but it was like hitting steel—no reaction.
A sense of terror began to creep in. My eyes widened, watching tragically as I was raped by a slave who wouldn't obey me. No, it wasn't just
rape, it was abuse. Each thrust cut a gash in my heart.
This path was longer than I imagined. Eventually, I was powerless to resist, my limbs limp, letting him pound into my
already numb vagina. All my strength was completely exhausted, my mind blank. My head hung limply,
staring blankly through my breasts at my bulging and shrinking abdomen, not even noticing when he ejaculated inside me.
After he ejaculated, his fierce expression returned to normal, replaced by a silly yet warm smile. He held me,
repeatedly saying, "Nadia is beautiful, Tessos loves Nadia..." I felt a chill rise from my back
...
When we arrived at the monastery, he didn't wipe me clean, but instead simply carried me on his shoulders and walked into the monastery. I
felt my legs were wet, streams of semen flowing from between my legs, mixed with my blood, splattering everywhere.
When we got to the room, Samia was horrified to see me in such a state, almost completely ruined.
"My God! My dear, what happened to you! I only asked you to perform a sex show for the knight
, how did you end up like this!"
I was too weak to answer her, and collapsed onto the bed, unconscious.
When I woke up, Samia's concerned face was before me. Seeing that I was awake, she finally burst into tears
.
"I'm sorry, my dear, I never thought things would turn out like this." She buried her face in my hair and cried.
I weakly told her, "It's alright, darling, it's all for you."
Samia had already gleaned from Tessos's fragmented words what had happened at the knight's mansion. She
had only intended to play a little trick on me, hoping the knight would reward us with some gold coins, but she
hadn't expected Sir Shirin Salei to be such a terrifying person. She had some connection with the knight, and seeing me
so hurt filled her with remorse. She was sleeping beside me, and at that moment she wished she could atone for her sins by performing oral sex on me.
I gently stopped her, because the thought of an orgasm sent chills down my spine.
Samia looked at me with tears in her eyes, and said guiltily, "Please, my dear, please let me
do something for you, or my conscience will never be at peace! I'll do anything for you, be your sex slave, even
give my life for you!" I kept comforting her, but she was still overwhelmed by the intense guilt and grief.
Finally, as if she had thought of something, she struggled to sit up, clenched her right fist over her chest, and loudly swore, "I,
Samia Glenhill, a commoner and former member of the Iris Assassin Sisterhood, swear from this moment on to follow Valentina
Woolwright to the death!"
Her action surprised me greatly. I didn't expect her to make such a vow, because I was just an unorganized
wanderer, and this would make us a gang.
She was caught between two awkward positions, unable to stand or lie down, and said to me in embarrassment, "Lord Walter, I'm so sorry, but please,
when I can stand up again, chain me! Because I can't kneel before you right now."
I pulled her close and kissed her lips. She resisted at first, but when I slipped my tongue into her mouth,
she slumped down beside me.
After we separated, I said to her, "Don't be so formal. As long as you can forgive my broken leg, we can still be good friends
, or... good sisters?"
Her face flushed, and she breathed excitedly in my ear, "My lord, don't just say it's my leg, my whole body!
If you want to eat any part of my flesh, Samia will cut it off and feed it to you right away..."
"I want to eat the tenderest part of your flesh..." I scratched her labia with my fingernails, and she giggled and nibbled at
my earlobe. We played around on the bed, completely forgetting what had happened that day.
But what happened next at the knight's mansion and in the carriage cast a shadow over my heart. It wasn't that I blamed
Samia, but rather Tess.
He was completely incapable of following my commands normally; even in that situation, he couldn't help me. Moreover,
when he was driven by lust, he completely disregarded orders, even harming me without hesitation.
And what use were his powerful sexual prowess and fighting abilities if he couldn't even protect me in the mansion?
I told Samia my thoughts, and she was also surprised that such a thing had happened in the carriage. The resourceful Samia bit
her nails, thinking about how to get rid of Tess. Just then, Reverend Naomi walked in from outside. Samia looked at her
thoughtfully for a moment, then smiled alluringly: "I have a plan, but it will be hard on
Reverend Naomi!"
"Hard on me for what?" Reverend Naomi looked at Samia calmly, but Samia smiled without saying a word.
The pastor walked up to me, put on gloves without a word, pulled back my blanket, spread my aching legs, and thrust
inside.
"Ugh...ah..." I cried out in pain, tears streaming down my face.
"Be gentle!" Samia scolded the pastor. The pastor remained unmoved, glancing at her sideways as he continued
to probe and manipulate inside me, turning and stirring. Finally, he looked down at his gloves, glancing at the sticky
blood on them, then removed them. While fiddling with herbs, he said to me, "Severe open wound to the vagina, torn labia
, but the uterus is fine. Insert this herb into the vagina every night before bed."
Samia and I exchanged a glance, thinking, "Ha, this big-breasted pastor has a decent character.
" "One dose of herb costs twenty red dragons, enough for three days! Sixty red dragons!" she casually tossed out before leaving.
For the sake of the red dragons! That damned woman!
Following Samia's instructions, I struggled out of bed, my legs aching, and went outside, because we...
No longer able to compete in the arena, Tessos sat listlessly in the garden, lost in thought. Seeing me approach
, he quickly rose to help me. Touched by his gesture, I remembered my prepared plan, yet felt a pang of
guilt. But thinking of how many times he might sell me if I took him along, I
hardened my heart again.
I sat beside him, and he hugged my waist like a child, nestled against me,
showing no remorse for what had happened at the knight's mansion and in the carriage.
"Nadia, beautiful, Nadia, Tessos loves you," he stammered. I asked him, "Tessos
, tell me, who exactly is Nadia?" He looked at me in surprise and said, "You, Nadia, you are
Nadia."
I quickly said, "I've forgotten about us. Come, tell me!"
So Tessos stammered out his story with Nadia.
When Tessos was ten years old, he was kidnapped from the royal family and became a pirate. Because of his unusually
tall stature, he was often treated as an adult. In his third year as a pirate, the pirate captain captured a female slave
named Nadia.
"Fox-woman, Nadia, fox-woman," he poked my chest, his face serious.
Then this fox-woman named Nadia was used as a public toilet and gang-raped by the pirates. When it was Tessos's turn, he
fell in love with Nadia at first sight and fucked her until she couldn't get out of bed for days.
"You're really good to Nadia..." I said, feeling ashamed.
He nodded happily and hugged me even tighter... uh... my bones...
I quickly broke free; it was time to carry out our plan.
I held Tessos's hand and said to him, "Tessos, actually, I'm not Nadia." Tessos
looked incredulous and exclaimed, "You! Nadia!"
"I'm really not, look, she is," I quietly pointed to Pastor Naomi in the distance.
"The priest? The priest is Nadia?" Tessos asked me doubtfully.
I pretended to be serious and nodded solemnly, saying to him, "I asked Priest Naomi, and she once fell in love with
a big, bear-like man, a pirate."
Tessos looked at the priest, still doubtful, repeatedly asking, "The priest? Nadia? The priest?"
Poor Priest Naomi was still bent over building her garden in the distance, completely unaware of what was about to happen
. Then I quietly left Tessos's side; everything would just have to happen naturally.
In the middle of the night, I was sleeping in the bed next to Samia when I was awakened by a scream. Looking at Samia, her eyes
shone with a crystalline light.
Before I could even leave, Samia called out to me slyly, "I want to hear this story carefully
!"
"
Criminal Tessos Theseus, heed my command!" In the religious court, the judge slammed his gavel, ordering
Tessos to step forward. The large man, head bowed, was slowly led before the judge; he seemed much smaller now
. "You were sentenced to be torn apart by chariots for raping High Priestess Naomi Hissblad of the monastery, but thanks to
the pleas of your mistresses Valentina Wollright and Samia Glenhill, you are spared death."
The judge paused, glancing at us. I watched him put his fingers in his mouth, while Samia licked her lips seductively . What pleas? I didn't plead 　　;
I just nibbled on your little sausage. 　　Samia, who had almost every inch of influence in Cloudhorn City, had once brought me to the judge's house, and the two of us had made him 　　so comfortable he would never forget it. 　　 "But you will be sentenced to ten years in prison without parole." Tessos turned to look at me, a sorrowful 　　expression on his face. 　　 "As for you, High Priest Naomi Hissblad," the judge turned to the 　　priest kneeling before him, head bowed, silently reciting something. "As a priest, you actually engaged in obscene 　　acts with the criminal Tessos Theseus within the sacred convent. You should be burned at the stake, but considering that you once 　　saved lives in the convent, I will grant you leniency and expel you from the Convent." 　　 The judge finished speaking and looked back at us, seemingly to see if we were satisfied with the verdict. That fool, 　　that cow priest who profited unjustly, I wished she were burned alive. 　　 But before the judge could strike the gavel, the priest's actions startled everyone present. Suddenly, 　　a pair of dark blue wings sprouted from her back, dimming the brightly lit courtroom. 　　 "Shadow Wings! She's a priest who practices both light and shadow magic!" Samia tensed. 　　 "How dare you! You dare cast shadow magic in court! Templar Knight!" the judge cried out in alarm. 　　The doors behind him swung open, and two knights clad in gleaming golden armor rushed out. The 　　moment they stood beside Naomi, her wings dimmed instantly. 　　 The judge slammed his gavel down, shouting angrily, "High Priest Naomi Hissblad! You are not only 　　expelled from the Convent of the Holy Maiden, but you will also be eternally banished, forbidden from entering any monastery on the Dragonspine Continent 　　 ! 　　No matter what rank of knight you encounter, you will prostrate yourself before them, begging them to trample over your defiled body! Otherwise, 　　 every 　　holy child of the Red Dragon God will spit on you!" With a thud, Priest Naomi 　　collapsed to the ground.

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