[Otherworldly Tragic Romance] 7-11

Otherworldly Romance 7: The Church of Light
In a church room, the Pope and the white bishops listened to Kloss's account.
"What do you all think?" the white-haired Pope asked the surrounding white bishops after listening to one of their accounts.
"Your Majesty," one white bishop said, "from Kloss's account, I think we underestimated that necromancer. He's not only a mage, but also a dragon summoner
. Considering the information we've gathered so far, I suggest we continue with our previous wait-and-see approach. After all, necromancers
won't leave the deathly aura of the Death Land unless there's a special reason. I think we should continue to observe the Death Land."
"I agree!" another white bishop echoed.
"Yes, our probing attacks this time have suffered heavy losses. After observing them for a while, the necromancer and the creature in the lava pool are still
like the original undead dragons, just guarding their own territory and not wanting to invade the living. So we agree to adopt a wait-and-see attitude towards the Land of Death for now.
" "Yes, if everyone has no objections, then let's do it this way. After all, we will suffer heavy losses if we go to war with the undead of the Land of Death, which is not in our best interest.
Every time the archangel generals are defeated, we lose a large number of our reserve talents. We shouldn't lose more than we gain for the sake of the Land of Death!" Everyone nodded.
"Kloster, do you think that Chris knows the necromancer? How could he solve two seemingly impossible things in such a short time?"
the Pope asked the paladin.
"I don't know, but I don't think so!" the paladin said.
"Hehe, it's alright. If you have time, bring him to the church. We can also give that young summoner some difficult questions in the same way. If he
can answer them, then it means he has nothing to do with the undead of the Land of Death!" the Pope said with a smile.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" the paladin replied, bowing his head.
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At this moment, I was in my room, making love with Annabelle.
"Ahhhhhh! Master, ahhhhh, so big, ahhhhh, so swollen ahhhhhh!" Annabelle screamed wildly.
I lay on the bed, she sat on my waist, her slender arms wrapped around my small body. She faced me, sitting in my lap, my penis deeply inserted
into her body, her hands held up behind her back.
"Oh, so good!" I cried out in pleasure. As my penis fully penetrated her small body, I felt an immense sense of satisfaction. Watching
her struggle in pain against me filled me with a sense of conquest, a brutal pleasure that I found incredibly exhilarating.
I lifted my head and kissed her D-cup breasts. With the modifications I'd made to her body as a God-Slaying Slave, I'd also modified her breasts. They
had grown from small buds into large, papaya-like breasts, making Annabelle a child with enormous breasts.
My hands kneaded her proud breasts, feeling their soft texture. I brought my mouth to them and bit down on the cleavage between her breasts.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Annabelle's already trembling body trembled even more violently. "Ahhhhhh!" Despite the pain, Annabelle
's hips continued to writhe.
Her hips swayed clockwise against my waist like a millstone, my penis twisting and
churning inside her, stimulating her vagina and uterus. With each thrust, I felt the pressure from her vagina and uterus increase, and they began to contract repeatedly
.
My heavy bite left a deep purplish-red line of gum between her breasts. A wave of pleasure shot from my mouth to my penis;
I needed more stimulation.
I released my hand from her breast, which was covered in red finger marks.
But instead of finding relief, her breast was like a fish out of water.
I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking it in with my mouth's suction, and then bit down hard
.
"Ahhhhhh!" With each bite, her vagina and uterus contracted with incredible force again. My teeth tightened, and with each
bite, her body trembled more violently, the contractions of her uterus intensified, and the pleasure I felt grew stronger.
Sweat began to pour from her body, dripping continuously.
As I continued to bite, her breasts, already marked with red finger marks, were now covered in purplish-red gums, some even oozing blood.
"Ahhhhh, Master, no! It hurts so much! I can't take it anymore!" With each bite, one of her breasts was
covered in purplish-red teeth marks. I released my grip on her other breast, but the one covered in teeth marks was immediately taken back into my hand.
"No! Master, please don't! It hurts so much, I can't take it anymore!"
she screamed in pain as my hand pinched her breast. Her painful pleas and cries were my best aphrodisiac, and I bit down on her other breast, which was covered in red finger marks.
"Ahhhhh! Master, it hurts! Please be gentle!" She could only beg me, her abuser, for mercy in pain.
"Hahaha, if you want relief, twist and turn faster and wider so I can cum quickly, then you'll be free!" I said, and bit down again.
"Ahhhhhh, Master, your penis is so big! My uterus is going to be pierced by you!" Annabel seemed to
have learned her lesson, and began to vigorously twist her waist, changing my penis's movement from a small, angled churning inside her body to a large, thirty-degree angled churning. As she
increased the radius of her twisting, it made my penis feel incredibly stimulated, especially when her waist twisted towards my buttocks and chest,
a rod-shaped bulge would appear on her stomach, stretching her belly
."Ahhhhh, I can't take it anymore, Master!" As her movements intensified, it felt as if a steel rod had been inserted into
her uterus, churning wildly and relentlessly ravaging it.
She twisted her waist violently, sweat pouring down her body like raindrops. This intense mental and physical exertion was too much for her to endure
for long.
After only a hundred or so twists, the range of her movements slowed and diminished.
"Ahhhhh, no, Master!" With my relentless biting, her other breast was also covered in teeth marks.
Stimulated by my biting and her twisting, my sperm became increasingly aroused, increasingly uncontrollable. I grabbed her waist, and she twisted even faster
.
"Ahhhhhh! Master, ahhhhh, you're so good, ahhhhh, I want it ahhhhh, come on ahhhhh!" Seeing that I was close to climax, Annabelle
frantically twisted her waist to hasten my arrival.
"Oh!" "My body could no longer suppress the pleasure Annabelle brought me; my semen gushed from my penis like a raging flood, slamming heavily
against Annabelle's uterine walls.
Seeing that I had finally ejaculated, Annabelle relaxed completely, collapsing limply into my arms, leaving my still slightly erect penis inside her vagina
!
Perhaps because her breasts were pressing against my body and causing pain, she slightly frowned and gently twisted her chest.
'Little sex slave, you were very proactive today. What made you so happy that you put in so much effort?' I said gently, stroking her back.
'Hehehe, that's because I discovered that my master is not only knowledgeable and talented, but also kind and compassionate,' Annabelle said softly in my arms.
'Hahahaha, you're only just realizing that! You'll find out later how sexually blissful it is to be with me!'" "After saying that, I rolled over and pinned her down. I
got up and pulled out my penis. Her vaginal fluids and semen, which had been trapped inside her uterus, flowed out like a stream.
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Today was another day to deliver goods to the Spark family's trading company. Because my access level had reached level five, in this world, level five was not only the dividing
line between mages and warriors, but also between alchemists and blacksmiths. Once you reached level five, the price of jewelry and weapons would jump dramatically.
The jewelry and weapons made by the archmage and the fortress's blacksmiths also reached level five. Now that we've reached level five, we'll start synthesizing three-attribute equipment. Before
, I felt it wouldn't be worth the price difference, so I didn't have them make three-attribute jewelry or weapons with triple runes.
The success rate for equipment with one attribute is 100%, while for two attributes it's 75%." The success rate for three attributes is 50%. Master blacksmiths can also create weapons
with stacked runes. This doubles the weapon's attributes, and the success rate for forging weapon runes is 100%. However, the success rate for stacked runes
drops to 75%, and for triple stacking, it's even lower at 50%."Hmm, the quality of the jewelry and weapons this time is significantly higher. They're all
exquisite jewelry with three attributes and high-quality items with triple runes!" The merchant's appraiser's eyes widened in shock as he took the jewelry box and the entire chest of weapons I handed him
. Even the merchant's head, Natsapak, paled.
After all, I had produced over thirty high-quality level 5 jewelry pieces with three attributes and weapons with triple runes. How could they not be astonished? In the capital,
no more than 30 people could forge items with coexisting attributes, and no more than 20 could create level 5 rune stacks. I
had wasted twice as many materials to create these items; a 50% success rate was too much of a gamble. But it was worth it for me, since three attributes and one attribute don't cost three times the price—
thirty times the price!
"Young Master Chris, as usual, this batch of goods will all be stored here for consignment. I didn't expect you to have such capable subordinates!"
Natsa Parker invited me to the inner hall and gestured for me to sit down so we could discuss things further.
"Heh, luck, luck!" I waved my hand and said.
"Young Master Chris, here are the account sheet, the magic gold card, and a list of the items you need!" The butler handed me an account sheet, while several assistants carried over
several boxes of the materials I needed. With a wave of my hand, the boxes went directly into my magic ring, revealing
a detailed list of the jewelry and weapons I had provided, along with their corresponding prices.
I put away my magic gold card and the list and prepared to get up.
"Heh, the gold coins and items are in hand, it's time for me to leave!" "Chris, I look forward to your next visit!"
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I walked aimlessly down the street. My birthday was less than two weeks away, and coincidentally, graduation was also my birthday. The army had also sent an invitation,
hoping I would serve the country! However, I refused the military's invitation without hesitation; being bound by the military wasn't in my nature. My mother had to leave
for three months due to special circumstances, saying she wouldn't return until my birthday.
Walking through the market, listening to the vendors' cries, as I passed the bustling market and the slave display area, a casual glance caught my eye.
A single character on the body of a female slave in her twenties caught my attention: the simplified Chinese character for "dragon" was tattooed on her left chest. This astonished me.
The girl was dressed very provocatively, wearing only an apron, her lower body partially exposed. She had golden hair,
large blue eyes, a pointed chin, and beautiful, sensual lips. From her fair skin, it was clear she must have come from a wealthy family.
"How much for this slave!" I asked, pointing to the young woman in her twenties with the dragon tattoo on her body.
The vendor, seeing a customer, immediately came forward! "Hehehe, sir, this slave is thirty gold coins!" she said.
"Thirty gold coins!" I was surprised to see Chinese characters in this strange new world. I was intrigued to know why the dragon prince had simplified characters on him. Price
wasn't an issue for me.
"Sir, this young lady is no ordinary person. She used to be the head manager of the Nadellong Trading Company!" The buyer, thinking I thought the price
was too high, explained to me.
"Nadellong Trading Company! Never heard of it. Is it famous?" I asked curiously.
"Of course they're famous. Their shop sells a wide variety of things, mainly weapons for warriors and tools for mages. If you buy her for thirty gold coins,
I guarantee you won't lose out. Look at her delicate skin; she'll definitely bring you an extraordinary experience. Plus, you can use her business talent to make
money." "What's with that special symbol on her?" I asked the seller curiously, pointing to the dragon tattoo.
"Oh, that symbol you're talking about? That's a unique tattoo of their family!" the seller explained.
"I'll buy her! Do you have any other members of their family?" I asked casually.
"Yes, of course!" he said, beaming.
"I'll take them all! Bring them all to me!" I nodded.
"Yes, sir! Please rest in the back room for a moment; I'll bring them over shortly!" The shopkeeper then whispered a few words to a servant beside him, who nodded
and quickly ran off.
The slave trader led me to the back room and brought out some pastries and fruit.
The female slave I had bought was moved to my feet.
"What's your name?" I asked casually.
"Nydia!" the young female slave replied.
"Can you tell me what that tattoo on your body is all about?" I asked in surprise.
"That's my family name! Dragon!" she said proudly, her arrogance suggesting her family had once been powerful.
"Oh, the Dragon family! Then can you tell me the origin of the character 'Dragon'?" I asked in standard Mandarin.
"?" He looked at me, puzzled.
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" I asked.
He shook his head, indicating he didn't understand.
"Can you tell me who stipulated the way the character 'Dragon' is written?" I asked curiously.
"My grandfather. Newborns in my Dragon family must have a dragon tattoo!" he replied.
"Is your family's business very large?" I asked with a smile.
"My family ran a shop selling supplies for warriors and mages!" she said, reminiscing about the old days.
"Then how did you end up as slaves?" I asked, even more curious.
"My brother offended a high-ranking nobleman with his rudeness, and our whole family was reduced to slavery!"
In this rigidly hierarchical society, commoners were like fish on a chopping block, slaughtered at will by nobles, while slaves were like pigs and dogs, at the mercy of the nobles.
I nodded.
Soon, three slaves were brought in: a middle-aged man, a middle-aged woman, and an elderly man in his seventies.
"Is that all?" I asked the slave trader beside me.
"Master, no!" the slave trader replied.
"Nydia, do you have any family members missing?" I asked with a smile.
"I have a younger brother and sister!" Nydia answered.
I looked at the slave owner.
"Master, those two slaves were bought by the Hebrews of the arena six months ago!" the slave owner said immediately when he saw me frown.
"Take me there immediately! I need these two people!" I said sternly.
My actions baffled the Long family. To them, my attire clearly indicated I was from a high-ranking noble family, so why was I behaving so strangely
?
"Yes! Please wait a moment, sir," the slave trader nodded immediately upon seeing my anger.
The slave owner's carriage carried me swiftly towards the arena.
"The arena, as the name suggests, is a place for competitive matches. In this world, people's sports activities are mainly martial arts competitions. However, simple martial arts competitions are not exciting enough,
so the arena was created. In the arena, nobles would keep trainers who would buy slaves and train them into fighters for brutal
battles. Many noble sons and ladies had never been on a battlefield, and the bloody scenes shocked and horrified the audience.
For someone like me from the 21st century, such scenes, while spectacular, were boring. Perhaps I've become immune to the gore and violence on television
.
As soon as I arrived at the arena, the screams and shouts of the audience pierced my eardrums.
"Who did you sell the slave to? Bring him to me!" I said to the slave trader.
"Yes, sir!" The slave trader scurried into the arena...
Not long after I left the carriage, a middle-aged man in leather training gear was brought before me by the slave trader.
"Greetings, sir! What can I do for you? " "The middle-aged man bowed to me and asked,
'I need the two slaves you bought from him! This is compensation for the three months you took them in. I don't want to hear you say no!'
I tossed him a small bag of gold coins.
'Yes, I'll go right away!' Seeing my serious expression, the middle-aged coach took the money bag and returned to the arena.
Not long after, the slave owner brought two young people. One was a strong man of eighteen or nineteen. From his coarse linen clothes and the scars all over his body, his cold face
showed that he had participated in arena competitions and killed people.
Beside him was a little girl of eight or nine. She only had an apron around her waist. Her thin body was covered with bruises. It seemed that she
had not been doing well here.
'May I ask who you are, so that I can report to my master?' The coach asked my name, fearing that his master would blame him for releasing the slaves without permission.
'Who is your master?' I asked.
'Lord Nasaka!' he replied.
""That Saka, she's just a minor noblewoman, yet she tells your master that I, Chrisali, need to buy two of his slaves!"
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I brought them back to my rented courtyard, where Annabelle and I meet in secret; it can comfortably house five or six people.
"Sir, do we know each other?" the middle-aged man spoke first.
"Hehe, I think you should call me master now!" I said with a smile.
"I'm sorry, master!" he said, bowing his head.
"Since you're already slaves, you should have the awareness of a slave. I can tell you definitively, I don't know anyone in your family!" I smiled.
It seemed that the transmigrator from another world had arrived in this world quite early, and was even a member of the lower bourgeoisie, married and had children. However, his descendants weren't much better!
"Who did you offend? Not only was your shop shut down, but you've become slaves!" I asked the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy curiously.
"It was Virsa, the eldest son of the Nakos family. He harassed my fiancée, Lisa, in the street. I got angry and fought with them. That nobleman said I
had offended him and would punish me severely. I didn't expect to cause such a big mess. Our shop was shut down that day, my fiancée was taken away by him, and our whole family was reduced
to slavery!" the young man said sadly.
I nodded to indicate that I understood.
Virsa of the Nakos family, so it was him. It seems your fiancée is in for a rough time!
"You can stay here. If you're interested, help me clean up. I'm a bit lazy and don't like tidying up!" I left the rented
house and went to a secluded spot outside the city. A teleportation array appeared beside me, and then the archmage appeared before me.
"These are the materials you need!" With a wave of my hand, several large boxes of materials needed for crafting jewelry and forging weapons were placed directly in
front of the mage.
The archmage, wearing a cloak, nodded, and the teleportation array lit up again, and he and the large boxes of materials disappeared!
After that, I swaggered back into the city.
"Chris, what a coincidence!" I ran into Celt as soon as I entered the city.
"Oh, it's Etel!" I greeted him politely.
"Brother, did you know that the Holy Knight Kloster went to the Prime Minister's residence to annul your engagement with Annabel!" Celt said.
"What did you say!" I asked in surprise.
"The Holy Knight Kloster went to the Prime Minister's residence to annul your engagement with Annabel!" Celt repeated.
"A Holy Knight truly lives up to his name; his noble character is worthy of the title! If you see the Holy Knight Kloster, please thank him for me!" I said.
"Of course. By the way, since we've met, come with me to the church. My father wants to see you!" Celt said.
"Wants to see me? I can see him directly if I need anything!" I asked curiously.
"You'll find out when you get there!" Celt practically dragged me to the Church of Light.
Because Celt led the way, I arrived at the White Archbishop's meeting room without any trouble.
"You must be Chris!" A middle-aged man in white looked at me with interest.
"Hello, Your Excellency, I am Chris!" I nodded.
"Hehe, young man, first of all, I want to thank you for saving my son. Secondly, after hearing about your intelligence, our church also has two similar problems!
" he said unhurriedly.
His question immediately told me what was going on; it seemed they suspected me of colluding with the necromancers and lava monsters of the Land of Death.
"Of course, no problem. It's my honor to serve Your Highness!" I said calmly.
"Very good. Here are two math problems, take a look!" The middle-aged white-robed bishop handed me two math problems.
I glanced at them; they were simply multiplication problems with numbers exceeding a million. In less than ten minutes, I quickly gave the answers, a result that astonished them
.
However, when they presented me with a quilt and an inverted pyramid cup, I gave them the answers after thirty minutes of calculation.
"Truly amazing, young man, how did you do that!" The white-robed bishop picked up my calculation sheet and looked at it!
"Heh, Your Excellency, this is just a little bit of my cleverness, it's not very useful!" I replied politely.
"Who says it's useless? At least this ability allowed you to save not only yourself but also my son!" Seeing that I could solve the problem, the bishop began to usher
me out.
"I don't think I've missed anything good!" A white-robed bishop with a large beard suddenly entered the hall at this moment.
"Heh, you just missed it. I'm truly amazed by this young man's talent!" Celt's father said.
"Is that so? Then it seems this lad has cleared himself of suspicion of being connected to the Land of the Dead!" The white-robed bishop with the large beard said rather unfriendly.
"Yes!" Celt's father said.
"Boy, don't get involved with the dead, or you're finished. Celt, take your friends around the church. Your father and I have something to discuss!
" The white-robed bishop said.
"Yes!" "Then I won't disturb Your Excellency any longer!" I politely bowed to the two white-robed bishops and took my leave.
I was led out by Celt.
"Hey, Celt, are all the people from your church so arrogant!" I said somewhat angrily. The Church of Light is the guardian of the human empire, and its clergy
are of a higher rank, but for this nobleman to act so formally is still unpleasant.
"There's no way around it. They are the representatives of the God of Light. If I hadn't called you, those warmongers would have sent someone to invite you, and that would have been a different story.
If a conflict had occurred, it would have been even worse. It's better that we met on the way and I just brought you here. Luckily, you have no connection to the Land of Death. That's
how the Church of Light is. Anyone who has even the slightest connection to the Land of Death will be purified, there's no room for negotiation!" He explained to me helplessly.
"Never mind, I know you mean well! I should go now. Please give my regards to your father!" I shook my head helplessly.
As soon as I returned to my rented courtyard, a carriage was already waiting for me there.
"You're finally back! Come with me, my father wants to see you!" Annabelle, who had been waiting for me, pulled me into the carriage as soon as I got home.　　 "On the carriage, I asked curiously, 'The Holy Knight Kloster came to our house. He came to my father to annul the engagement and hoped that he wouldn't interfere with my relationship with you!'" Annabel said. 　　 "Is that so? The Holy Knight Kloster is truly a noble person. I must thank him properly next time I see him!" I was deeply grateful to this noble 　　holy knight and would definitely thank him properly next time I saw him. 　　 "By the way, Annabel, what did your father mean by my visit? Did he agree to our continued relationship or not?" I asked curiously.

"You'll see when you get there!" Annabel said mysteriously.
The carriage sped to Annabel's residence, and led by Annabel, I finally met her father, Prime Minister Fergus.
"Your subordinate greets Your Excellency the Prime Minister!" I bowed first to the fifty-year-old man, after all, he would be my future father-in-law.
"Hehe, Chris, it's been many years since you last visited my Prime Minister's residence!" the Prime Minister said first.
"Yes, Your Excellency, it's been six years!" I said.
"Yes, five or six years! I didn't expect you to have grown into such a handsome young man!" the Prime Minister said with a smile. "Chris, in another month it will be
your wedding day with my daughter Orsia. What do you plan to do with Annabel?" "Your Excellency, rest assured, I will treat Orsia and Annabel well
. Please grant my request!" my Prime Minister knelt down and pleaded.
"Well, originally I didn't agree to your relationship with Annabel. After all, it would be a loss of face for me to marry both my daughters to you. But after Annabel
told me some things about you, I think it's not impossible for both of my daughters to marry you!" The Prime Minister said with a half-smile.
"Annabelle told me that your mental strength has been rapidly increasing since she met you. Now your mental strength is at least level five, and your physical strength
surpasses that of a warrior. I want to know if it's true!" When two mages unite, they always create a slight mental resonance, making it easy to detect
each other's mental strength. It seems that in order to prevent my father from opposing my relationship with her, she even mentioned my rapidly increasing mental strength. But so be it. To win the
heart of the Queen, one must have the strength.
"Yes, Prime Minister, from a summoner's perspective, I am already a level five Grand Summoner!" I replied.
"Oh, a level five summoner at sixteen? Your bronze giant statue has already reached level five!" Annabel exclaimed in surprise.
"Hehe, my level five isn't that metal monster anymore, it's them!" I raised my hand, and two Zealot Inquisitors, a composite unit from the Holy Temple, appeared. Dressed in
robes like those of church bishops, with armor beneath, they wielded large iron hammers imprinted with runes of light magic. They were outstanding
magic warriors.
"Level five top-tier summoned beasts, Zealot Inquisitors." "They seem like the Inquisitor Warriors of the Church of Light, but not quite. Although your summoned beasts are brimming with light power, their
symbol isn't an angel's mark but a cross!" Annabel exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh, late-stage summoned beasts, so that means you have a chance to upgrade to level six!" The Prime Minister said in astonishment.
"Yes, if nothing major changes, with another six months of hard work, I hope to upgrade to a Saint Summoner!" I answered truthfully.
"Are you serious? Reaching Saint-level Summoner in just six months!" Hearing my answer, the Grand Tutor became serious. Reaching level 6
wasn't common in the capital, but especially as a Saint Summoner, it was considered quite impressive. After all, there were fewer than
ten such individuals in the capital, and the Holy See's hidden strength was negligible; who knew their true capabilities?
"Alright, Annabel, bring me the magic stone!" the Grand Tutor said, speaking to Annabel in the study.
Annabel quickly retrieved a large box from the side of the study, containing a row of crystals. She took out a
magic crystal with the number six engraved on it.
This was a universal tool for measuring magic power in this world. A level 6 crystal would emit a faint glow if one's mental power was at least level 5;
a bright glow if at the early stages of level 6; and a dazzling glow if at the later stages.
I picked up the level six magic crystal and held it in my hand. Because I had so much money, all my physical attributes had long since reached the requirements of a level six warrior and mage—
a true magic warrior. I controlled the intensity of my magic input, and the level six crystal began to emit a faint glow. I maintained this brightness and continued inputting magic
. "As expected, it's late-stage level five mental strength, and there are signs of breaking through to level six! Good, very good! Hahahaha, Chris, I agree to your
relationship with Annabelle. The wedding is in a month, and Annabelle will marry you along with her sister!" The Prime Minister laughed heartily upon seeing that my mental strength had indeed reached the peak of level five and was about to break through
to level six.
Sitting in the carriage on my way home, I was in high spirits. In a month, two beautiful women would be lying on my bed, at my mercy to humiliate and ravage. I
had just returned home, but upon entering the house, I wondered if this was still my home. The clutter on the table had been neatly arranged, and under the illumination of the magic lamp
, it was clear that the house had been thoroughly cleaned.
The old man and the middle-aged couple were already waiting for me in the hall!
"Master!" They bowed to me in unison.
"Well, it's getting late, you should all rest!" I said.
"By the way, have you had dinner?" I asked.
"Our master hasn't returned yet, we dare not!" the old man replied.
"I've already eaten, you should go and cook!" I said, then suddenly remembered that I'd never cooked in this courtyard, so where would I get food for
them? "Oh, look at my memory, I forgot. We won't eat at home tonight, we'll eat out! Where are Nydia and Nietzsche?" "Reporting to our master
, they are in your bedroom!" "The middle-aged woman said apologetically.
I nodded. In this other world, female slaves have another identity: their master's sex slaves. Normally, people buy female slaves to satisfy their sexual needs.
Especially female slaves, if they encounter a cruel master, many female slaves are tortured to death in bed.
I returned to the bedroom, which was spotless. The dirty clothes that had been scattered around had been put away, and the bed had been remade.
Nydia and her sister Nieta were slumped over the table in my bedroom.
When the middle-aged man saw that his two daughters were asleep at the table, he quickly went over and shook them awake."The two girls secretly and suddenly woke up. Seeing me standing in the bedroom, they knelt before me in fright. 　　 "Master, we're so sorry! Please forgive my sister and me! We were waiting for you to return, and we don't know how we fell asleep!" I smiled and helped them up 　　. 　　 "Of course people fall asleep when they're tired. If you feel bad about it, hehehe... you two sisters, after you've eaten your fill and have more energy, go to bed and behave yourselves."

"Don't be too weak to shout!" I chuckled mischievously.
Nydia, hearing me say this, seemed a little embarrassed and pulled her sister back to their parents.
The capital city was bustling at night, the night market exceptionally lively, the city's magical lights illuminating it like daytime.
In a restaurant, I ordered a few dishes. According to imperial rules, slaves were not allowed to sit at the same table as their masters. But to me, did
sitting at the same table with slaves make me inferior? As long as I looked down on myself, even sitting at the same table made me inferior.
While I couldn't elevate their status too much by having them sit with me, I didn't intend to release them from slavery. This would make them grateful that I hadn't
treated them as slaves, but they would still understand in their hearts that they were my slaves, and they would only feel gratitude towards me.
They were initially embarrassed to sit at the same table with me, but after my persuasion, they sat down with me. Since I had already eaten at the Prime Minister's residence,
I ordered a small pot of wine and chatted casually with them.
Through my inquiries, I learned that the old man... The father, Long Shanhai, was a commoner who, through hard work, built his own shop, Nadellong Shop
, a small shop in the empire, mainly selling low-level mage and warrior supplies and weapons.
After three generations of effort, the small shop had grown into a medium-sized shop, about thirty square meters in size. The old man was a craftsman; although he couldn't
make high-end magical items, fine jewelry and handicrafts were still popular in this world. Unfortunately, a large shop across the street wanted to acquire
them, but the old man refused. After all, the shop had been passed down for three generations; how could it be swallowed up so easily? However, one of the sons of the large shop worked for a
high-ranking nobleman, and the old man, taking advantage of the nobleman's son's lecherous nature, deliberately created an opportunity for him to offend the nobleman. The son then instigated the Long family to become slaves.
In the past six months, the family had suffered terribly at the hands of their slave owner. Although they didn't speak of it, their faces showed how unbearable it was.
"Nadellong!" "This is a good shop name. It's a real shame such a good name has disappeared. Nader, since your father used your name as
the shop's name, it means you and the shop were his hopes. I don't want to tell your father in the afterlife that you squandered the entire family fortune!"
I said to the old man drinking with me. "Have you ever thought about reopening Nader Dragon and defeating your business rivals?" The old
man, being shrewd, immediately knelt before me, pulling his son, granddaughter, and grandson down with him.
"Master, Nader Dragon and my whole family thank you for your great kindness!" The old man knelt down excitedly. "Heh, talking to smart people
is so simple. I plan to reopen Nader Dragon. The business can't be a small shop like before; it needs to be a large shop selling items for level four mages. I
'm the owner, and you are my slaves. I will pay you a corresponding salary every month so you can buy what you like." "Of course, I won't let
you work for nothing. As a reward, when Kaschilong's son turns thirty, I will give him half of this shop's property and restore his freedom, allowing your
descendants to manage the shop with me!" The six people eating stopped eating their meals upon hearing this, staring blankly at me.
"Master, I'm very curious why you're helping us like this! Does my father have some connection with your noble family?" the old man asked, unable to contain his excitement
.
"Hehe, I don't know your father. My family is the Ari family, a traditional military family, and we have no dealings with your family. I simply have a good impression of you and want to help you. My request is simple: you must diligently and diligently make the shop bigger and stronger, securing the greatest 　　wealth
for me and your heirs ."
I sipped my wine, speaking slowly and deliberately.
I love the night, for it is a woman's hell and a man's paradise.
Nydia and Nieta went back to their room to wash and prepare for bed, while I went to the old man to discuss the specifics of the plan.
After our discussion, we decided that they would find a suitable large shop in the market, and once they found one, I would buy it.
They would decide the interior decorations and furnishings, and they would also create their own brand of goods to sell. I would provide some accessories and weapons to enhance the shop's image. After reaching an agreement,
I tossed them a bag of gold coins; this household needed someone to manage it, and this bag of gold coins would serve as their household allowance for the time being.
Back in my bedroom, Nydia and Nieta, dressed in transparent gauze, sat on the boat waiting. Their mother, seeing me arrive, gave me a few instructions, bowed,
and left.
The two sisters had already finished washing and were sitting on the bed. Nydia's fair skin, combined with her… Her alluring angelic face made
one want to thoroughly abuse her, and her younger sister, Nieta, was no less beautiful. Although her breasts weren't as large as her sister's D-cup, this nine-year-old girl
possessed an angelic face—a pointed oval face, large eyes, and a delicate nose—truly a little angel. However, her thin,
small body told of the suffering she had endured.
Her young nipples were red and swollen, and a clear purplish-red claw mark was visible on her breasts, undoubtedly
caused by someone forcefully grabbing and squeezing her undeveloped breasts. Her inner thighs were covered in whip marks.
I went over, picked her up, and placed her on my lap. Her back was also covered in whip marks, and her buttocks had even more purplish-red handprints!
My hand ran up her whip-marked inner thighs!
"Does it still hurt?" "I said gently.
She nodded truthfully!
"Be my sex slave, and I'll make you experience pain far worse than this! Are you scared?" I chuckled strangely.
She shook her head!
"Why aren't you scared anymore?" I asked curiously.
"You're a great benefactor to our family. My mother said I'm yours now, and if I don't serve my master well, she'll never want me again!" she said timidly.
I shook my head. In this society, women are very lowly, mostly traded like living animals for the benefit of their families.
Meeting me, their savior, when they were down on their luck was a gift from heaven. They knew what to do.I took off my mage robe. For convenience, I wasn't wearing anything underneath, so I was completely naked. When I revealed my 25-centimeter length...

After the penis was inserted, the two sisters were stunned.
"What, you haven't seen it, have you? A big thing is about to be inserted into your bodies, hahaha!" I laughed proudly.
"Master, I have seen it. In the competition, when the coach's master comes, I have to have sex with her horse!" The little girl's amazing words almost made
me choke halfway through my laughter.
"Horse!" I thought for a moment.
"Shut up, sister, master, yours is the biggest penis that my sister and I have ever seen!" The older sister immediately corrected her sister when she saw that she had said something wrong. "
Hehe, it's having sex with a stallion, right? Some people find a female slave for their beloved horses so that the female slave can also enjoy it, and then have sex with the horse!"
My hand touched Nietta's labia.
Her labia were very swollen and red, which meant that she must have been violated again when I rescued her this morning. I easily inserted a finger into her vagina to test the tightness.
Not bad, very tight, and not deformed from long-term sexual intercourse.
It seems she must have taken a large amount of cheap recovery potions. These potions contain light elements, which can accelerate the healing of bodily wounds, but they are
much slower and less effective than a priest's healing spells. They are commonly used by gladiators in the arena.
"Nydia, don't worry, I won't look down on your sister because she's had horse sex. Nydia, perform that sexy
dance you did on the auction stage for me, let me enjoy it!" I said with a smile.
"Yes, my master!" Seeing that I didn't have any aversion to her sister, Nydia happily jumped away from me and began to dance in front of me
, her dance mainly focusing on the twisting of her hips and the graceful display of her waist. As she danced, she suddenly jumped into my arms.
I pulled her into my arms, pressing her head down to my crotch. My penis plunged directly into her wet mouth, my hands
working harder and harder, my penis going deeper and deeper. At this moment, Nydia obediently gave me control, her head lowering further and lower, my penis penetrating
even deeper.
"Ugh!" Because my penis was inside her throat, she could only make whimpering sounds, her hands supporting her body on the bed on either side of me.
Gradually, her nose touched my pubic bone, and my 25-centimeter penis was swallowed whole. It seemed that during her
time as a slave, her body had been transformed from a refined young lady into a lowly female slave.
"You do the piston-like movements yourself. If you can't breathe, pull out and breathe a couple of times. I expect you to be able to make me ejaculate within ten breaths,"
I said in a commanding tone, releasing my hands.
Nydia obediently began making large swallowing and spitting movements. She pulled one end of the penis back into the middle of her tongue, then swallowed it all in one gulp.
As my penis passed through her throat, the excessive pressure caused by the enlargement created a strong compression. The stronger the impact, the greater the compression and
the greater the stimulation. If the penis were to pass through the throat slowly, the transition would be smooth. But if it were to enter suddenly, it would cause the woman's throat to expand abruptly, resulting in
a painful, needle-like sensation.
Yet Nydia used this self-harming method to satisfy me, showing that she understood what men liked. I touched Nydia's neck and felt that her throat, which was originally only two centimeters in diameter, had 　　expanded to about six centimeters
after the impact of my penis . 　　 "After a frantic deep throat, she swallowed my penis and thrust in and out over a hundred times, finally feeling the lack of oxygen. She spat out my shaft and 　　gasped for breath. After four or five breaths, she swallowed it again and thrust it all the way in!" She did this several times, a hundred deep 　　throats after a few breaths, then a few more, and so on. After six times, I felt her movements becoming increasingly labored. By the eighth time, she was almost completely out of breath and had no 　　strength left to give me oral sex! 　　 "Master, I'm too tired, I can't move anymore!" Nydia said weakly, lying on my lap. 　　 My penis was almost bursting from the stimulation of her throat. How could I give up now? Since she was too weak, I was strong enough. I lifted her head and helped 　　her thrust my penis deep into her throat again. 　　 Nydia then gave me complete control of her head, opening her mouth as wide as possible for me to perform deep throating. 　　 I held her head and thrust into her throat again and again, a hundred times, two hundred times. Her face began to flush, and she gripped 　　the sheets tightly with both hands. After three hundred times, her eyes rolled back, and her throat began to convulse violently. Her violent convulsions finally overwhelmed my penis, and 　　after four hundred more thrusts, a thick stream of semen gushed out, spraying directly into her esophagus. 　　 At that moment, Nydia, her eyes rolled back, fainted from lack of oxygen. I raised my arm and cast a healing spell on her. Ten minutes later, she 　　slowly opened her eyes. Seeing that she was alright, I stopped the treatment. 　　 "Master, it's my fault. I failed to satisfy you, and even made you treat this lowly slave. Please punish me!" Nydia said, flattered. 　　 "Heh, even if you didn't say it, I would still punish you. You're already exhausted before I've even had my fill. How can this be? Today I'll punish you by whipping each breast twenty times!" I said, 　　feigning anger . 　　 "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!" Seeing that I only whipped her breasts, she relaxed and immediately knelt down to express her gratitude. 　　 "Alright, don't thank me yet. My penis has just ejaculated, and it's exhausted. It's only the size of a normal person's penis. You guide my penis 　　and let your sister sit on it inside her!" I picked up Nieta, who was blushing and peeking at us from the side. 　　 I picked up Nieta, who weighed about 42 pounds, and made her face outwards, leaning against me. Because she was young, only nine years old, her figure really 　　looked like a Barbie doll to me. Her vagina was very swollen and red, but the tightness had recovered quite well. 　　 Having just watched her sister's performance, her little hole was full of vaginal fluid, but when my penis was aroused, I couldn't insert it at all. I could only 　　insert it into her small vagina when it was resting. 　　 I lifted Nieta up as if she were urinating, while her sister grabbed my penis, which was covered in her vaginal fluid, and positioned it against her sister's vaginal opening. Then I slowly ...i=55> Slowly, I released Nieta's body. 　　 Seeing that it was now positioned perfectly at the entrance of her vagina, my sister began to slowly relax, allowing my limp penis, which was only the hardness and length of a normal man's erection, to...

I touched her body.
I felt her vagina was slippery; it seemed she was already overflowing with lubrication after watching her sister's deepthroating performance.
Guided by her sister, my adult-sized penis, aided by the lubrication of her own vaginal fluids, slowly slid down into her vagina.
"Ahhh, Master, it's so full!" Nieta swallowed my penis little by little into her vagina between her slightly swollen labia.
Perhaps because she was used to sex, my small penis didn't cause her much discomfort; although she winced in pain, it was clearly within
her tolerance.
In my memory, I also seemed to have raised a team of gladiators. In the arena, the coaches used the gladiators they trained to earn money, and then used that
money to buy more gladiators.
To encourage the gladiators, the trainers would buy female slaves for those who performed exceptionally well. These gladiators were often short-sighted,
using any means necessary on the slaves; their lives were worth less than the gladiators', like livestock.
As her body sank lower, my penis felt increasing pressure. Her small, tight vagina, invading from the penis,
tried to push it out with its own contractions, yet this pressure became a source of unique pleasure.
Watching her sink lower, finding it unstimulating, I lifted her waist, thrust my hips upward, and with a soft "plop," my entire penis slid into her vagina.
I felt the tip of my penis pressing against hard flesh.
"Ahhh, it hurts!" With my violent penetration, Nietzsche tried to get up in pain.
But my hands held her waist tightly, preventing her from rising.
"Little sister, sit quietly on Master's lap and don't move!" Seeing her younger sister disobeying, the older sister worried about being punished and kindly
advised. "No wonder so many people like her; her vagina is shorter and tighter than a normal woman's, and the inside is much softer. Even with my
normal length, I only managed to get in a little over halfway before hitting the end.
" Haha, she's just a child; resisting is an instinctive reaction, it's normal. I like seeing her pitiful look; it makes me even more excited! "I laughed
loudly.
Seeing that I wasn't angry, my sister felt relieved and buried her head between my legs, licking the juncture of my body and Nietta's. Her tongue started from
the juncture of my body and Nitia's and began to lick downwards. Perhaps because my penis was so large, my scrotum was also enormous, about the size of two eggs. Her soft tongue licking
my scrotum felt incredibly good.
With the strong squeezing from my sister's vagina and the licking of my sister's soft tongue, my penis erupted again from its silence. I felt
the pressure from my sister's body growing stronger and stronger, and my penis was already at its peak. Her body was about to be lifted up by my erect penis. "Ahhhhh, Master, it's so swollen! Master, I'm going to die!" Nietta cried out in pain, clinging to me and begging 　　for mercy
with her arms gripping her waist . 　　 "If it hurts, scream out. If you can't stand it, cry out!" "I gripped her slender hips even tighter, preventing my penis 　　from slipping out of her vagina . 　　 As my penis grew larger, I felt increasing pressure on it. Because I was restraining Nietta's hips, forcing her to sit firmly on 　　my penis, my elongated penis could only extend further into her body. However, the normal length of my penis was already pressing against her cervix, 　　so the increased length had to be compensated for by her uterus. My penis slowly thrust deeper into her body, and her cervix was gradually forced open by the impact of 　　my growing penis. 　　 "Ahhhhh, no! Master, my stomach hurts so much! My stomach is going to split open! It hurts so much! Sister, save me! Waaaaaah 　　!" Nietta screamed in agony, her whole body trembling, sweat slowly streaming down her forehead and body. " 　　 Don't be afraid, little sister. Master's penis is so big, you'll get used to it!" "Nedia, the older sister, lay on top of her younger sister, whispering in her ear, her lips lightly kissing 　　the spot where we were joined, and licking her clitoris with her tongue. 　　 I felt the tip of my penis being pressed against a tight clamp, like a steel ring tightly gripping my penis. 　　 My glans slowly entered Neeta's uterus, and the clamp remained tightly gripping my penis, feeling as if I were being tightly bound by an iron ring. 　　My penis, as hard as metal, was actually being squeezed painfully; it seemed her cervix was incredibly tight. 　　 As my penis entered Neeta's uterus, 　　 Neeta's eyes widened in pain, and her mouth opened, letting out a blood-curdling scream. 　　 "Ahhhhh!" "Gradually, my penis swelled to its maximum size inside Nietta's body. Because Nietta was quite slender, almost bony 　　, a distinct phallus-shaped bulge appeared on her belly, extending from her bladder to the middle of her sternum, just three centimeters away from 　　penetrating her sternum. 　　 Seeing that Nietta had completely swallowed my penis, it was time for me to enjoy myself. 　　 I prepared for my conquest without any mercy. I gripped her waist and slowly lifted her up. I felt my glans, slightly larger than a fist, 　　being stuck at the opening of her cervix. 　　 But this was no challenge for me. I gently lowered her again, then pulled upwards forcefully once more, and my glans was immediately free from her cervix. 　　 My actions caused Nietta even greater pain. 　　 As my penis was pulled out, Nietta's body visibly trembled, and her face turned pale. My penis gradually left her vagina, which 　　was now just a fleshy hole about six or seven centimeters in size. 　　 " "Waaaaah, Master, it hurts so much! Waaaaah, please let me go, Master! It hurts so much! Waaaaah!" At this moment, Nietzsche could only 　　beg for mercy through sobs and wails. 　　 As I pulled my penis out, not only was it covered in vaginal fluid, but also blood, which was brought out with it. My penis must have 　　torn her vagina, especially her cervix; it must have been torn.Although the little girl's genitals were severely damaged, it didn't mean I stopped enjoying myself. When I pulled my penis out, leaving only the glans inside her vagina...

Nieta gripped my arms tightly, trying to stop me from penetrating her again.
"No, Master! It hurts so much! Please, Master, have mercy! Waaaaa, it hurts so much! Waaaaa!" But
how could a nine-year-old girl be stronger than me? I pressed her body down again. I don't know if it was because of the lubrication from the blood, or because her vagina had
grown and adapted to my size, but I thrust all the way in, the head of my penis smoothly entering a fleshy ring like a steel hoop. I could clearly feel that the hoop wasn't as
tight as the first time.
With each thrust, Nieta could only vent her pain with wails and sobs, her trembling body responding to the sensations in her vagina and uterus.
"Waaaaah, it hurts! Waaaaah, Mom, save me! Waaaaah, I'm dying of pain! Waaaaah!" Seeing that calling for her sister was useless, she started calling for her mother
, but I saw it was pointless anyway. Compared to the family business and the future hopes of her grandson, sacrificing her two daughters was worthwhile.
On Nietta's belly, a thick, erect penis slammed from her bladder to almost reaching her sternum, then slowly retreated back to her bladder
. After returning to her bladder, it slammed back to almost reaching her sternum.
The tightness of her vagina and uterus put immense pressure on my vagina, while the friction from the soft vagina and uterus made my penis
feel incredibly good.
Her sister licked her younger sister's purplish-red breasts to help her adapt to my torment.
With each thrust, I felt my penis getting closer and closer to its climax.
"Roar!" With a roar, my penis violently ejaculated a stream of semen directly into her uterus.
I felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure; I never knew sex could feel so good.
As I ejaculated, Nietta seemed to know she was finally free, leaning weakly against me, letting out painful groans.
I pulled out my penis, and as soon as I did, a gush of blood that had been accumulating inside Nietta finally found its outlet, gushing out violently.
Nietta's vaginal opening was now a bloody hole, constantly oozing blood. It seemed I had gone too far; if she hadn't received immediate treatment,
I probably would have killed her.
Her already pale face became even paler with the loss of so much blood.
Seeing this, the older sister became anxious: "Master, Nietta's vaginal walls and cervix must be torn! This lowly servant begs you, Master, to give Nietta
some low-level healing potions!" "Low-level ones are unnecessary; I don't think they'll have much effect on her!" I raised my hand, and a
mid-level healing spell began to treat Nietta's lower body. However, as my healing spell began to treat Nietta, I discovered that Nietta's body, under
the effect of my healing spell, actually activated the light elements inside her body to heal itself. This only happens when healing a light mage or light priest
. Yet, I actually achieved the same effect when I used a healing spell on a little girl with no background and no cultural knowledge. Either
this little girl is already a level two or higher mage or priest, or she is a lucky person with extremely strong magical talent.
I placed her on the bed. Nieta clutched her stomach in pain, writhing in agony. I cast a healing spell, which lasted for an hour. Nieta
's bleeding had noticeably stopped, and she released her hand from her stomach and fell peacefully asleep. I stopped the healing spell.
Seeing that I would use healing spells on my sister directly, the older sister knelt at my feet, licking my insteps and praising me.
"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!" Healing spells are truly time-consuming and mana-intensive magic.
An hour of healing hadn't left me feeling tired, but a super pleasurable deepthroating and a sadomasochistic experience had significantly reduced my libido.
"Alright, Nieta's fine now. You can remake the bed!" I picked up the sleeping Nieta, indicating to Nydia that she could change the sheets. I didn't want
to sleep on a bed stained with vaginal blood.
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8 Birthday Gift
Nadellong acquired a recently closed general store. Because of my wealth and influence, other competitors had to step aside.
Not only did I buy the large store, but I also bought the adjacent house for her to live in.
Since they were in charge of the store, the decoration, arrangements, and other matters were left to them. The new store opening would keep them busy
.
While I was busy with all this, I had my graduation ceremony.
The principal called us graduates to his office, and then presented each of us with a certificate detailing
our abilities and achievements upon graduation.
In this hierarchical society, going to school and learning knowledge was a privilege reserved for the wealthy and aristocrats. Earning a living was already a luxury; how could they
afford to spend so much money on their children's education?
I received my graduation certificate, which means I've officially graduated. I'm sure my classmates' families have already prepared a celebration banquet for them.
Today isn't just my graduation day, it's also my birthday.
Although my mother is very much loved by my father, she was born into a humble family, and because of this, I've been ostracized by the family. Only my mother cares about my birthday;
my father, even now that he's an adult, doesn't attend the birthdays of his other highly valued sons, let alone mine.
Three months have passed. Where has my mother gone? Why hasn't she returned? Has she forgotten my birthday?
I sat in my bedroom, feeling lonely and lost in thought. Before she left, my mother said she would prepare a birthday present for me. What kind of birthday present could take three months? I
believe she will definitely come back.
I opened a bottle of red wine, gazing at the stars in the sky outside the window as I savored the wine.
Since the incident involving spies in the forest, I've also learned the hero's magic skill, Detection. This other-worldly detection technique is far more
practical than the detection magic in this world. The detection in this world is called Soul Detection, which can detect people in a soul state. However, if you encounter someone who can conceal their soul, you
're definitely doomed. My Soul Detection, on the other hand, can detect any living being, even soulless machines like puppets.
I sensed
someone approaching my house as I savored my wine. She looked unwell, as if recovering from a serious illness;
it was my mother.
I opened the door, and there she was, smiling. She seemed to have dressed up specially, and I could clearly see she had lost a lot of weight; her eyes were bloodshot
.
"Mother, where have you been for the past three months!" I immediately rushed over and hugged her.
"Do you remember what I said, that I would give you a surprise when you turn sixteen?" Although exhausted, my mother was filled with joy.
"Yes, I remember. I didn't understand why at the time!" I said with a smile.
"Let's go to the secret chamber!" my mother said mysteriously.
My mother led me to her room, then activated the secret chamber switch. Through the teleportation array, we reappeared in the warm, spring-like cave.
Upon arriving, my mother raised her hand, and a peculiar crystal fruit appeared in her palm.
I recognized the fruit immediately; it was called the Fruit of Lust.
This is a wonderful thing! This fruit has a very peculiar ability: it can alter a person's potential for spiritual power. If a magical idiot ate it,
he would increase his potential for spiritual power development through this fruit, and with just a little effort, he could grow into a mage-level being.
However, this fruit is exactly as its name suggests—the Fruit of Lust. After consuming it, a man will become a lecherous monster, wanting to sleep with any woman he sees, while a woman will become a harlot,
constantly thinking about being fucked.
However, the lewd nature of the Fruit of Lust is not insurmountable, but removing it requires a special opportunity.
Within five hours of the Fruit of Lust blooming, the center of the palm-sized flower must be filled with lustful fluid. The unformed fruit must grow under this nourishment.
The Flower of Lust itself emits a temperature of over fifty degrees Celsius, as hot as a girl experiencing heightened sexual desire.
The lustful fluid will evaporate due to the flower's temperature. To ensure the lustful fluid in the center of the flower doesn't dry up, the woman must replenish the fluid to the center of the flower from time to time.
When the flowers fall, the fruit needs to be thoroughly soaked in the yin fluid, ensuring no part of it dries out, otherwise all the effort will be in vain. The yin-evil fruit
takes exactly thirty days from flowering to fruiting. It seems my mother, wanting me to become a superior person, must have continuously watered the yin-evil fruit with its yin fluid for
three months.
No wonder my second aunt questioned my mother about her debauchery when she saw me recently. She said someone saw my mother buying large quantities of
aphrodisiacs, stamina-enhancing drugs, and sex toys at a specialty store. I wondered what my mother was doing then, but now I understand—she was
collecting yin-evil fruits for me.
The yin-evil fruit is not only yin but also evil. From flowering to fruiting and falling off, it only takes three months, but if it's not enveloped in yin fluid during those three months, it's considered
a failure. It will grow into a red fruit, retaining its yin power, and the person who consumes it will still become a yin person. However, from flowering to fruiting, the fruit is tightly wrapped in moist yin fluid
, continuously eroded by it. The fruit turns white, and within a short time, the yin power disappears completely. Those who consume it only
increase their spiritual potential, without any other effect. But over time, the yin power slowly regenerates, and the milky-white fruit turns
red again.
Looking at the milky-white fruit, about half the size of an egg, that my mother handed me, I felt a surge of emotion, like I wanted to cry.
Although she wasn't my real mother, she treated me as her only one. For three months, she continuously watered the yin fruit with her yin fluid—how much perseverance
and love that must have taken!
"Alice, I love you!" Coming into this world, for the first time, I felt a bond—her, my mother. I had so much to say, but in the end, I
only managed to utter one sentence.
"Chris, eat this quickly! I just picked it recently; if it sits too long, it will turn red and become inedible!" My mother put the fruit to my lips
.
I don't need to worry about my mental strength at all. As long as I have enough money, I can exchange attributes to improve my abilities. Moreover, as my level increases, I discover that I can use some
hero skills. I can only use the level 1 magic skills of heroes at level 5. My magic power can be converted into magic or battle aura, making me a complete anomaly.
Although my attributes will increase automatically when I practice magic, it's far inferior to buying attributes. For me, improving my
mental strength is completely optional; it's just a matter of spending more gold coins. Using something so good would be a waste.
I took the egg-sized lustful fruit and smiled slightly.
"Mom, look what's that!" I pointed with my free hand to the cave ceiling above my mother's head.
Upon hearing this, my mother indeed looked up, and her mouth naturally opened.
I picked it up and slapped it into my mother's mouth with a bit of force, and the fruit rushed into her throat, directly down her esophagus.
Swallowing something directly made my mother uncomfortable, and she lowered her head, touching her neck.
"Chris, what did you feed your mother?! Ah, that lewd fruit in your hand!" Seeing my empty hand, she immediately understood.
"Hehe, Mom, you're a mage too, although only a level two one. If you eat this fruit, I believe you'll
become a great mage in no time!" I comforted my mother.
"How can we compare? You're already a level four summoner at such a young age. You know, level five is the barrier between all levels.
Some people spend their entire lives stuck at this level and can't advance any further. With this fruit, I believe you can easily overcome this barrier. Through
your efforts, becoming a level seven summoner is also possible. Even if I try my best, with my talent, I'll only be a level six mage!" My mother
showed a regretful expression.
"Hahaha, Mother, don't worry! Your son is a genius! Level five is nothing! I broke through it recently. Given enough time,
breaking through to level six is a piece of cake! Hahaha, I'm a genius!" With that, two fanatical Holy Inquisitors from the Holy Temple appeared before us.
Normally, a level five summon possesses its own intelligence; the summoner can relinquish command and let the summon fight on its own. This frees up the summoner's control abilities...
As for other matters, although magic power is constantly draining, if there were enough magic power, I could cast a few spells to assist in the attack. Each of my summons has its own combat experience
, so I don't need to specifically command them. Even if I did command them, I'd have to find the commanders and heroes; I don't think my battle plans are necessarily better than theirs.
"The Holy Temple Fanatic Inquisitor is at the Marshal's command at any time!" Two commanders appeared and nodded to me simultaneously.
"Son, this is a level five summon! It can even speak human language and possesses its own intelligence! Son, you're a genius!" My mother
looked at my summon excitedly, but her spirits were getting worse; it seemed she hadn't rested well for the past three months. It was time for her to get some rest.
"Alright, don't say anything more, Mom. Lie down in the hot spring and wash up, then get some rest. The hot spring here can help restore your strength!" I
pushed my mother to the edge of the hot spring.
"You!" My mother took off the belt of her mage robe. After taking off the robe, it turned out that my mother wasn't even wearing underwear underneath.
I also removed my mage robes, revealing my healthy physique. I picked up my mother, and she nestled in my arms, her eyes gently closed, and she
fell asleep.
Her body was much thinner and lighter than it had been three months ago. The only change was in her breasts, which
were swollen and red from prolonged self-massage. Her genitals were even worse, swollen like two sausages, and blood trickled from her vagina when she was placed in the water. I
gently placed her in the hot spring, which covered her body, leaving only her head on a stone platform at the edge. I began casting advanced
healing spells on her. After four hours, her labia had noticeably returned to their original pink color, and her breasts, though still large, were no longer swollen. After
four hours in the hot spring, it was about time. I picked my mother up and used the teleportation array to return directly to the secret chamber. After checking that no one was around, I
placed my mother on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and let her rest.
However, by the time I finished, the sky was already glowing red; dawn was approaching.
Healing magic consumes too much mental energy and time, and its effects are too slow, but it's still faster than medicine and self-recovery
. It can restore a person to full health in at least four hours, an effect that medicine simply cannot achieve.
My mother slept for three days straight, during which time her servant, Mary, took care of her. Because Mary was part of the older woman's faction, my mother
would often leave her alone when doing certain things. Sanji, who was beside me, was definitely sent by them to monitor me, and I directly dismissed him.
In the bedroom, my mother told me that half a year ago, she discovered a nearly mature aphrodisiac herb on a steep cliff outside a secret cave. She said that a month ago, the aphrodisiac herb began
to sprout and bloom. Fearing that someone would steal it, she sent the servants away to buy the necessary medicine and supplies. She persisted on the cliff for three whole
months. To be able to return, she specifically bought a teleportation scroll in case she didn't have the strength to come back.
I told my mother about some things that had happened in the past three months, especially the fact that I had added another bride to my family. This greatly surprised her, and she even praised me as a
capable son. Because my father was busy with the war and couldn't return, my mother, as the matriarch, went to the Prime Minister's residence to discuss the appropriateness of my marriage to their daughter.
Due to local custom, my two fiancées cannot meet before the wedding, so I can only wait for the ceremony in half a month.
When I was bored, I went to the Nadellong Shop.
Upon entering, on the left was a dazzling array of mage supplies, from level 1-3 mage staves to accessories neatly arranged; on the right was a row of level 1-3 warrior items
, from weapons to armor.
A middle-aged receptionist approached me.
"Welcome, sir! How can I help you?" he said politely and warmly.
Seeing this new face, he seemed to be a newly hired employee.
"I heard your shop has opened. Do you have any level 4 mage necklaces, preferably with three attributes?" I asked with a smile.
"A level four magic necklace with three attributes? Heh, I'm sorry, sir, our shop's prized possession is only a level four magic necklace with two attributes. I'm truly
sorry!" he politely declined.
"Is that so? That's alright. Is your manager, Nydia, here? Tell her Viscount Chris is looking for her!" I said with a smile.
"I'll ask Miss Nydia to come down right away." Upon hearing this, the waiter immediately ran upstairs. It seemed Nydia must have given them instructions.
Sure enough, a moment later, Nydia appeared. As soon as she saw it was me, she immediately ran downstairs.
She was wearing a dress today, looking very beautiful and elegant. "Nydia, how's business? Not bad, right?" "Viscount Chris, I have the detailed
accounts. Please come with me!" Nydia bowed to me.
I nodded.
I whispered to Nieta.
"Find a less crowded place, otherwise your moans will be heard by many people!" She hummed softly in agreement.
Led by her, we went out through the back door of the shop, which connected directly to the courtyard of the house they had purchased. Nydia led me through the courtyard to her
room.
Her room was decorated mainly in pink, with a pink dressing table, pink table, and pink chairs—this was my suggestion, and I didn't expect her to actually take it.
As soon as we entered the room, Nydia closed the door. As soon as she turned around, I hugged her tightly.
"Master, something's pressing against me!" She nudged my erect penis with her belly.
"Hahaha, are you scared?" I laughed loudly.
"Of course I'm scared, Master's penis is both loved and hated!" Nydia whispered sweetly in my ear.
"Why!" I asked curiously.
"What woman doesn't love a big cock? But Master's cock is too big. Taking it will cause a woman unbearable pain!" Nydia pouted and looked at
me plaintively.
"Hahahaha, if you can't take it, then scream!" I ripped open Nydia's dress.
Her clothes were shredded under my force, and her snow-white body was perfectly displayed before me. At twenty years old, her body was as youthful as her age ...i=56> She exuded allure and delicacy. 　　 Looking at her snow-white body, a violent urge filled me. 　　 I placed my hands on her ample breasts.

I grabbed her ample breasts, and with a sudden burst of strength, her entire body weight rested on them, lifting her up with my hands
.
"Ahhhhh, Master, my breasts are going to tear! Please, Master, let this lowly slave go!" she pleaded, clutching my hands.
"Hold my waist with your legs, I want to enjoy your cunt!" She understood when she saw my 25-centimeter-long penis raised high between her legs
.
She spread her legs in mid-air, hooking them around my back, while my hands holding her breasts began to descend, and her body followed suit.
"Ahhh, it's too big, it hurts so much!" she groaned, her brow furrowed.
Because there was no lubrication, her opening was a bit rough, and it was small, so it wasn't easy to enter. The first time I relaxed, I couldn't get in, but I didn't give up
. I lifted and lowered her again.
"Aaaaaah! It hurts so much! No! Master, I'm going to die!" she wailed, her brows furrowed, her arms tightly gripping my arm.
Her lower body tensed from the pain, making my penis struggle like a fat man squeezing onto a crowded bus on his way to work. Despite the difficulty,
my penis slowly entered. Her vagina, lacking sufficient lubrication, was like a dry path, rubbing against it until it was burning hot. This friction
was a pleasure, a sense of conquest, for me, but for her, it was torture. It felt like a thorny path had been inserted into her vagina, scraping against her
inner walls with excruciating pain.
Nydia's buttocks trembled involuntarily from the pain.
"Master, it's so dry inside! Can you be gentler? It hurts so much!" Nydia wailed, gritting her teeth beneath me.
"Your body is so hot and tight right now, just like your sister's! I like this feeling. Am I too heavy? Then I'll go easier!" I chuckled,
and with a sudden burst of strength, my glans, which had initially only penetrated to the tip, now went in almost halfway. My glans pressed against a hard surface; it seemed
I had reached her cervix.
"Ahhhhh, my stomach hurts so much! Master, you're going in too deep!" She cried out in pain as I reached her deepest point.
"Hahahaha, you call this deep? You're not even as good as your sister, are you? She can swallow the whole thing! I'm going to punish you properly!" I
chuckled wickedly.
Nydia was now clinging to me with her legs, her hands symbolically resting on my arms. My hands were gripping her large breasts;
all her weight was concentrated on her breasts and uterus.
I bent backward, then thrust forward sharply, lifting her slightly into the air. Although she was momentarily airborne and my penis withdrew a little, at
the highest point of her flight, her body began to freefall, and so her body followed my penis as she fell.
"Aaaaaaahhhhh!" A scream escaped Nydia's lips.
My penis finally plunged all the way in as she fell, and Nydia clung tightly to my arm, her stomach visibly bulging.
At that moment, I felt my penis being tightly gripped by a fleshy ring, the head of my penis entering her soft uterus.
"Aaaaaah, Master, no! Aaaaaahhhhh!" Nydia was covered in sweat, her voice trembling.
"Hahaha, that won't do!" I gripped her breasts again, arched my back, and thrust hard. My glans instantly detached from her
uterus, sending her slightly airborne before she plummeted back down. My penis slammed against her uterine wall once more.
"Ahhhhhh!" she screamed again. "No, Master, I can't take it! It hurts so much!" Nydia pleaded
.
"Hahaha!" Hearing her cries, I laughed heartily, arching and thrusting repeatedly.
All Nydia could do was scream and beg, her trembling body enduring my torment.
I was diligently cultivating Nydia's body, thoroughly enjoying the process, when I detected someone outside the window. My scouting spell is cast every half minute
; although it's only level one, only detecting creatures within a 50-meter radius, I'm rather afraid of dying, so it's better to be cautious. This skill
doesn't cost much mana, and my mana regeneration is faster than it costs, so I might as well use it.
I cast another scouting spell, and sure enough, there was someone there. The scouting result told me it was Nydia's sister, Nieta, who had peeked
through a crack in her sister's window. At that moment, Nieta was masturbating, touching her own genitals.
Seeing it was Nieta, I thrust even faster, and Nydia's cries became more urgent, her wails becoming much more pitiful.
With each acceleration, I felt my penis was about to erupt like a volcano.
After more than twenty thrusts, I roared and exploded inside Nydia's body.
With my outburst, Nydia let out a groan and slumped into my arms, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, her weight resting
on her lower body.
I carried her to a chair facing away from Nieta.
"Master is so strong, you've made this lowly slave feel like she's dying!" Nieta said, nestled in my arms.
Her breasts were covered in red finger marks from the earlier grasping, and I kneaded them like dough, feeling their softness.
"Hehehe, by the way, your sister Nieta seems quite interested in light magic, isn't she?" I asked with a smile. After learning about her sister's special constitution,
I had specifically inquired with her family about how she had always wanted to attend an academy to study magic. However, not everyone could go to an academy; they were originally just private shop
owners, only able to attend ordinary schools to learn to read and write. As for specialized magic schools, the exorbitant tuition fees were beyond the reach of ordinary families
.
"Yes, she's always wanted to go to magic school, but our family's situation is so bad that we can barely afford to send her to a school where she can read and write. We simply don't have the extra money to let her
learn magic!" Nydia said with a sigh
."Is that so? I think Nietta has the makings of a magician. She's only nine years old now, which is the perfect time for her to learn magic. If she waits a few more years, it will be too late.
You can help Nietta get into a magic academy. Money is not a problem. Just don't delay her studies!" I said.
"Master, thank you on behalf of my sister!" Seeing that I was actually sending a slave to magic school, Nydia was somewhat excited to thank me on behalf of her sister.
"Hehe, if you really want your sister to thank me, by the way, where's Nietta? I haven't seen her for two days, and I really miss her!" I said with a smile.
My reconnaissance skill clearly showed Nietta's current state. She was leaning against the windowsill, listening to my conversation with her sister, and
tears were clearly streaming from her eyes, I couldn't tell if it was from excitement or joy.
"Her? She's always running around everywhere, like a little monkey, I really don't know where she's gone to play." Nydia was silent for a moment, then said somewhat hesitantly, "
Master, I have a favor to ask!" She looked at me nervously, afraid that I would be angry.
"Speak, as long as it's not about betraying me, everything is negotiable!" I said with a smile.
"Well, it's like this. I have a good sister named Lisa. She was originally my brother's fiancée. My brother had a conflict with the nobleman Velsa because of her.
When Velsa saw someone trying to steal his woman, he was furious and not only shut down our shop but also threw our whole family into a death row. My sister and I were originally also
targeted by Lord Velsa, who planned to take us as his sex slaves. Later, Sister Lisa made some kind of agreement with Lord Velsa. A few days later, not only did my sister and I not
become Lord Velsa's sex slaves, but we were also commuted from death to slavery and sold into slavery along with our whole family! I think it must have been Sister Lisa who helped us!" Nidia
explained to me.
"Is that so! It seems that this Lisa is truly a kind and righteous woman. I must find an opportunity to go and see Velsa!" I nodded and said.
"Ah, Master, your penis is hard again!" After resting for a while, the penis slowly regained its strength and began to recover its vitality.
I pulled her off my arms, letting my penis leave her vagina.
"Hehe, get down on the table yourself, this time I'm going to take your backdoor!" I laughed.
She obediently lay down on the round table in the center of the bedroom, and I, with my penis erect and still wet with her juices, thrust it into her backdoor with a powerful thud
.
"Ahhhhhh!" Nydia cried out, announcing the fall of her backdoor.
The biggest difference between the anus and vagina is that the vagina is always tight, while the anus is tight on the outside but loose on the inside. My glans broke through her anus in an instant, and once inside
her intestines, my penis went in more than halfway without any resistance
. "Looks like you're very obedient, not bad, your intestines are very smooth and clean!" I felt that there was no special substance rubbing against her intestines, and nodded in satisfaction.
Then I pushed in forcefully. It seemed I'd reached a bend, but only her intestines adapted to my penis; there was no reason for my penis to adapt to hers.
As the remaining part of my penis slowly entered, I felt her intestines being forced back by it.
"Master, this lowly slave washes her intestines three times a day, morning, noon, and night, as you require, until the cleansing solution is free of impurities. Are you satisfied
, Master? Ahhhhh, Master, it's so full! Master, you're going in so deep!" I stipulated that she would use clean water to give herself enemas every morning, noon, and night to cleanse her intestines, ensuring my
cleanliness so I could always enjoy a clean anus.
"Hmm, not bad, very good, oh!" As my penis slid in all the way, I shuddered with pleasure. The constant peristalsis of her intestines gave my penis a relentless
stimulation that made me feel pleasure from the glans to my pubic bone. No wonder people say three flat ones are not as good as one round one; there's definitely some truth to that.
"Ahhhhh, Master, it's so full! This lowly slave is being pounded so hard! Ahhhhh, Master, have mercy!" Nydia screamed as I thrust into her.
With her screams, I continued to thrust forcefully from behind.
Looking at her snow-white back, I revealed a cruel smile.
I laid my entire body on her back, gripping her buttocks and thrusting violently, while my mouth bit down hard on her back.
"Ahhhhhh!" Nydia screamed, a purplish-red tooth mark appearing on her back.
"Ahhhhhhh!" "No! Ahhhhhh!" "It hurts so much, Master! This lowly slave is going to die!" As I continued to
thrust and bite at her back, she could only respond to my brutality with screams and groans.
Because of the constant peristalsis of her intestines, coupled with her pitiful screams and the teeth marks on her back, I erupted again, lava erupting deep inside
Nydia's intestines.
At that moment, a soft groan came from outside the window, it seemed that Nie, who was peeping outside, had also reached her climax. I must train this little
sex slave properly in the future.
10 Wedding Moment Today is my wedding day with Orsia and Annabel, but at this moment I am burning with rage.
An hour before the wedding, I lost contact with the undead summons and hell summons of the Land of Death. I sensed that both of my summons had perished. In
my mind, the images of the Death Mage and the Demon Lord appeared, and I also heard a notification that I had successfully leveled up to level 6. This was
the only thing that made me feel somewhat relieved after losing a thousand magic crystals, after all, I reached level 6 half a year earlier than I expected.
Although they were dead, their consciousness had returned to my brain, and I could still communicate with them.
"Marshal, we were suddenly struck by a powerful attack of light magic. The magic attack unleashed by the caster reached the early stage of level ten, very much like a Holy Judgment!" "
How could this be? Did the Church of Light send people to raid my Land of Death again? I spent a lot of effort there—a thousand level five
crystal cores! And just one Holy Light attack wiped you all out!" I asked incredulously.
"Yes, Marshal, although some of us successfully activated the Magic Mirror skill, reflecting the forbidden spell and causing casualties, the spell's continuous purification
ability has rendered the Land of Death almost nonexistent!" the necromancer explained.
What could have caused the Church of Light to release such a powerful forbidden spell at the cost of their own people's lives? Could there be some treasure in my Land of Death?
I've collected and categorized everything in those skull caves, but there's nothing special. Is there something else I don't know about?I spent the entire wedding in a daze, constantly gathering information about the Land of Death. 　　 "What's wrong, Chris? You look troubled. Is something wrong?" I was surrounded by two stunningly beautiful women, yet at that moment...

Indeed, like a puppet, I mechanically went through the motions. Because I got married, I specially bought a mansion, but it couldn't be too small; I'm not short of money. Although
the mansion and servants were prepared two months ago, I only moved in today, on this joyous occasion.
I shook my head helplessly!
"Never mind, it's nothing serious, just a little annoyed!" I shook my head helplessly.
Annabel noticed me frowning and saying strange things, and became curious.
"What's wrong, Chris? What's making you annoyed?" What's making me annoyed? I was planning to develop the Land of Death into my second base, and I
even built a new castle in the center. I put a lot of effort into it. Who did I offend? Without saying a word, a forbidden spell not only destroyed my
castle but also wiped out all my people. How could I not be annoyed?
"How can I not be furious? Look at those mothers, who gives me a kind look? They're all praising me to the skies. What's most infuriating is what those people who came to congratulate
me with—who isn't envious that I married both of you? Why isn't anyone envious of you? They're all saying they envy you for marrying me! How can that not make me furious!" I made up a reason.
"Is that all it is?" Olsia giggled.
"Of course! You have the nerve to say that? Let me tell you, I'm very unhappy today, and I'm going to get my revenge on you tonight!" I picked Olsia up in one swift motion.
"Oh no! My sister's watching!" Olsia kicked and struggled in my arms like a frightened little girl.
"What are you afraid of? She'll be sleeping in the same bed as you, hahaha!" I laughed heartily.
"That's right, sister, we'll be serving Chris together from now on!" My sister Annabel not only didn't help him but also took advantage of the situation, playfully pinching her sister's
breasts.
"Sister, the nutrition at the academy isn't enough, you're still so small!" "You little devil, ah, don't be so embarrassing!" As they were talking, I
ripped open Orsia's clothes, and she was instantly a naked lamb.
"Hahaha!" I threw Orsia onto the big bed. Considering our future happiness, I specially ordered a three-meter by four-meter bed, a full
twelve square meters, so even if someone joined us, the bed wouldn't feel small.
After I threw my sister onto the bed, my sister, as usual, pulled off my clothes. My clothes quickly came off my body, revealing my erect penis
to them.
"Wow, it's so big, as thick as my calf! This is a man's penis! Sister, how can something this big possibly fit inside me!"
Orsia exclaimed in surprise.
"You'll see in a minute!" I spread her thighs apart, revealing her vulva, a thin slit about a finger's length, tightly closed. Orsia
covered her face with her hands, somewhat embarrassed.
"How embarrassing! You really like looking at me there!" "Hahaha, not only do I like looking, I really like going inside!" I parted her slit with my hand.
Her pink vulva, the size of a soybean, was tucked at the very top of the slit, below which was a urethral opening, and below that small hole was her
vagina. From inside the vagina, I could see a membrane, which seemed to be her hymen.
My six-centimeter-thick glans was completely disproportionate to her tiny hole, only the size of a grain of rice, but that was no
problem for me. Her sister's body went in smoothly under my force.
I held her thighs and thrust my penis hard into her little hole.
"Ahhhhh!" It hurts, husband, be gentle, it hurts so much.
"Sister, hang in there! It hurts so much at first, but you'll get used to it!" The younger sister hugged her older sister, gently kissing her ears and neck,
her hands kneading her slightly protruding breasts to help ease her pain.
My hands tightly gripped her legs, and with my force, the head of my penis was violently thrust into her body. Such pain
was unbearable for a twelve-year-old girl. She kicked wildly, but the strength of my arms was comparable to that of a level six warrior. Did this little girl think that kicking wildly could
escape my grasp?
"Don't push it any further! It hurts so much! I'm being torn apart! Waaaaah!" Her lower body was under my control, but her upper
body wasn't. She pushed her younger sister away, trying to pry my hands off, but her strength was no match for hers.
She struggled and cried out, but her thighs were clamped down by my huge hands, spread wide in front of me. My penis had already entered her
glans; the beginning was done, so the rest would be easier. My shaft slid in little by little through her narrow vagina.
"Oh, so tight. No wonder you're sisters. The younger sister's is already tight, but the older sister's is even tighter. It feels so good!" "It hurts so much! Waaaaaah, sister,
help me! Waaaaah, Chris, it hurts so much! Please stop! Pull it out! Ahhhhhh!" As I continued to penetrate,
Orsia's body writhed more and more, her hands gripping my arms tightly, but her strength was negligible to me.
"Sister, at first I couldn't stand the pain either, but now I've gotten used to it. We'll be Chris's wives from now on. If you can't even satisfy your own husband
, that would be shameful," her younger sister, Annebelle, whispered in Orsia's ear.
"Aaaaaah, I didn't mean I wouldn't let her in, I just didn't expect it to hurt so much! I feel like my lower body is being torn apart!" Olsya
exclaimed.
As I continued to penetrate, my penis went in about fifteen centimeters before I couldn't go any further. At first, I could still push in against a hard lump, but now even
with a hard lump against it, I couldn't go any further. It seemed I had reached the end, and there was a bulge on her stomach.
"Olsya, I know you're in pain, but wives are meant to be in pain, right? Hehehe, if I don't hurt you, who will?" It seemed I had reached the end;
the hard lump at the cervix was the cervix, and my penis was still about ten centimeters outside. This couldn't be allowed; it seemed I had to use some force."Look, Orsia, I still have a long way to go in, but it's okay, you have another place to go in, and it'll definitely 　　fit!" I slowly pulled my penis out, and as I withdrew, her labia, which I had initially brought into her vagina, were also...

It was pulled out because my penis was too large; when it was inserted, the inner wall of her vagina must have torn, and the rupture of the hymen would naturally bleed, but it was
blocked by my penis. However, as I withdrew, the blood came out along my penis.
Seeing this bright red blood, it meant that I had taken the virginity of both sisters.
Seeing that I had pulled out my penis, Anabelle, who had many experiences, knew that I was about to start a violent breakthrough, and began to tell her sister the method.
"Sister, quickly relax your lower body, and it will hurt less when your husband enters your uterus. The more you contract, the more it will hurt later!" "Enter
the uterus?" Before her sister understood, her eyes suddenly widened, her mouth slightly opened, and her hands gripped my forearm tightly.
As they spoke, my penis thrust in again with a sudden burst of strength. Perhaps due to my increased power, my hips moved much faster and
more forcefully than before. This time, I managed to get the head of my penis through the narrow cervix in just one stroke. I felt my glans enter a soft, moist
area, and the fleshy rings of this soft area tightly gripped my penis. Each penetration into a woman's uterus gave me a sense of conquest.
"Ahhhhhh!" After a full ten seconds, Orsia let out a miserable scream.
However, her miserable scream only excited me, not me.
I slowly withdrew my penis again, then thrust it in again with a sudden burst of strength, my penis breaking through the cervix and entering her uterus once more.
"Ahhhhhh!" Orsia had lost the energy to beg for mercy and could only let out miserable howls. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and with each
thrust, her eyes would bulge out as if they were about to pop out, and her screams would become much louder and more miserable.
As I continued thrusting, blood from her vagina was continuously drawn out by my penis, staining the sheets beside the bed red.
With each thrust, the soft pressure of Orsia's vagina and uterus brought my penis to the brink of climax.
"So good, I'm going to have my final sprint!" I increased the speed of my thrusts, my glans moving back and forth within Orsia's vagina and uterus. With my
final few hundred thrusts, my thick semen gushed out, shooting directly into Orsia's uterus.
After the outburst, my penis slowly softened, and I withdrew it. As I pulled it out, her vaginal opening became a bloody hole, with
semen and blood continuously flowing out. However, at this moment, as my penis was withdrawn, Orsia seemed to be relieved and fell into a deep sleep, spreading her legs,
completely ignoring the state of her lower body. But it didn't really matter, because before making love with me, my sister had given her a bottle of intermediate-level medical potion
. The bleeding from her lower body would stop quickly, and tomorrow she could cast a healing spell on herself to resolve the problem.
"Sister has declared defeat, now shouldn't sister sacrifice herself to accompany her husband!" I covered the unconscious Orsia with
a cup on the bed. Fortunately, the bed was large. Although Orsia had occupied the left side, the 3*4 size bed still had room for Annabel and me to play around.
I carried my slightly limp penis to the right side of the bed.
"Come on, use your tongue to make her happy!" I stood by the bed, my penis pointing towards Annabelle.
Annabelle smiled sweetly.
"Hehehe, Master, I've been waiting for ages!" Annabelle crawled in front of me, sticking out her tongue like she was licking ice cream, licking my penis
bit by bit, the blood and semen on it being eaten as if it were delicious.
Her tongue licked and then circled around my scrotum, the warm breath from her tongue on my scrotum felt incredibly good, and with her continued licking, my penis slowly
began to grow.
"Alright, stick your ass up, I'm going to give your chrysanthemum a good time!" Seeing my penis hard again, I laughed loudly. It's a pity that Annabelle
and her sister have small, cherry-like mouths, unlike the Nydia sisters who have big mouths.
Otherwise, I really would have given her a deep throat, that would have been so much fun.
Annabelle obediently turned around, her buttocks facing me. I held her waist tightly with both hands, and thrust my
huge, saliva-covered penis into Annabelle's tender, red anus.
"Ahhh!" With Annabelle's moan, my penis, lubricated by the saliva, easily broke through Annabelle's anus and
entered her constantly writhing intestines.
"Oh, your anus still feels so good!" As I went deeper, the peristaltic movement of her intestines after fifteen centimeters gave my
penis a unique massage-like pleasure.
"Oh! Ahhh! Master, your penis is hurting my stomach so much, it feels like you're going to pierce my stomach!" Annabelle
cried out uncomfortably as my penis went deeper.
She pressed her head against the sheets, groaning in pain, "Hahaha, I'm pushing, I'm pushing!" My penis plunged deep into her intestines,
piercing through them.
"Ahhhh, Master, you're so strong today! Ahhhh, you're going to pierce my stomach!" Annabel howled in pain.
With her cries, my volcano erupted again!
11 A New Beginning
The wedding was joyful, but it didn't make me negative. Maintaining happiness requires strength and influence.
These past few days, I've learned from a secret organization on the mainland that the Church of Light, considering the safety of the Sun Kingdom's name, has sent divine messengers to eliminate and purify
the deathly aura of the land of death, ensuring the Sun Kingdom lives happily under the protection of the God of Light. This will encourage believers to have greater faith in the God of Light, leading to
more followers.
However, I knew there must be other inside stories. The Land of Death had existed for thousands of years, and the Church of Light had never gone to great lengths to clean it up. So why did they suddenly
act so decisively this time, even using a level nine angel? This was very unusual. Looking at the information I had gathered, I couldn't figure it out. Forget it,
let it be. Church of Light, I will definitely avenge this.Of course, my own residence wouldn't be complete without a place for cultivation. In the backyard, I specially ordered someone to convert an underground ice cave into a cultivation field. The ice 　　cellar left over from the original owner's residence, after being renovated by the sorcerers I hired, is now ready for use again. 　　 I locked myself in the cultivation room and closed the door.

Although the heroes were dead, their icons remained in my mind. Reviving two heroes would cost 100,000 gold, but that was
nothing to me. With the heroes' resurrection and my will, their appearances changed drastically. This time, the necromancer wore a large cloak, rode a skeleton
, and held a large scythe in his right hand, with several skulls hanging from the handle. The demon became a burly figure,
flames constantly erupting from its head, its scissor-like hands constantly manipulating the flames—a far cry from its previous frail form. This demon now exuded violence.
In my own training room, I summoned another demon and graveyard soldiers, and this time, I also summoned level 6 units from various races as
my new strength. Although each race's level 6 class could only summon a maximum of 250, having so many level 6 minions meant I finally
had the power to expand my influence.
1. **Elite Paladin, a Tier 6 Synthetic Hero from the Sanctuary:** Noble knights clad in heavy white armor, adorned with a cross emblem. Even the hilt of their holy
sword and shield bear the cross. They ride on sturdy, armored horses, wielding long spears with cross-shaped blades.
**Spear Technique:** Increases attack damage by 5% for every meter moved, up to a maximum of 500%. **Holy Heal:** An active skill that heals
allies within the Paladin's movement range, fully restoring their health but not resurrecting them, while also removing negative magical status effects.
**Immune to Berserk:** Immune to curse magic. **
Champion's Charge:** If an elite knight charges more than 10 meters, units directly behind the target will take half damage.
2. **Thunderfire Lord, a Tier 6 Synthetic Unit from the Fortress:** Though short, he is very strong. Bare-chested, with a golden waist badge, his bronze muscles
are as hard as armor. His left hand is crackling with lightning, and his right hand wields a constantly burning giant axe.
Teleport: Moves via teleportation, able to pass through troops and obstacles, similar to a flying unit.
Storm Strike: Adds damage to normal attacks, the damage value is the same as the normal attack damage, and will chain damage to nearby enemies until there are no enemies around
.
Fire Immunity.
Fire Wave: Has a chance to create a fan-shaped spreading fire wave when attacking, with an attack range of 50 meters vertically.
Flame Strike: Active skill, deals 2 times normal damage to the target and applies a Fire Mark.
Storm Arrow: Active skill, can use Storm Strike from a distance.
3. Dungeon Level 6 Synthetic Unit, the Shadow High Priestess, with a hot and dark figure, she wears a leather bikini and holds a whip full of spikes,
the head of which is a three-headed snake, which occasionally sticks out its tongue.
Archer. Spellcaster: Can use the spells "Delay Spell (Advanced)", "Armor Penetration Weakening (Advanced)" and "Righteous Power (Advanced)", " 　　Mind Control (Advanced)" and "Righteous Power (Advanced)"
in combat . 　　 Whiplash Attack: Randomly inflicts "Delay Spell," "Painful Torture," or "Madness Curse" effects upon melee attacks or counterattacks ( 　　ineffective against undead, elemental, and mechanical units). 　　 Invisibility. 　　 4. Hell Tier 6 Synthetic Unit, Abyss Lord: Engulfed in flames, with a pointed chin, its triangular mouth, eyes, and head extending to its tailbone 　　constantly emitting flames. It wields a fiery red Soul-Slaying Sword. 　　 Demonic Creature. 　　 Spellcaster: Can cast "Rain of Fireballs (Advanced)," "Meteor Shower (Advanced)," and "Armor Penetration Weakening (Advanced)" in combat. 　　 Decapitation Sword: Kills an additional enemy creature upon attack or counterattack. Mystic Armor magic reduces this effect. 　　 Magic Resistance: Reduces magic damage taken by half. 　　 Slaughterer's Blade: Deals double damage to the target upon attack or counterattack. 　　 5. Stronghold Tier 6 Synthetic Unit, Wild Giant. Like a standing rhinoceros, except it only has one eye and wields a large metal mace. 　　Standing a full five meters tall, it truly lives up to its giant status. Its thick skin and massive size rival even a giant tank 　　. Berserker Blood. 　　 Devour Goblin: Can consume a goblin to fully restore health; requires a goblin in an adjacent tile. 　　 Berserker Blood. 　　 Throw: Throws weapons and nearby objects as projectiles to attack enemies. 　　 Crushing Blow: Deals heavy damage to a group of enemies directly in front; its attack power against walls is increased fivefold during sieges. 　　 Evil Eye: Stares intently at enemies within ten meters, significantly reducing their attack and defense. 　　 6. Graveyard Tier 6 Synthetic Unit: Death Knight. The knight and horse are completely encased in black armor. The T-shaped opening on their masks reveals skull heads 　　, and the exposed bones of their skeletal hooves indicate that the knight is undead. They wield shields emblazoned with skulls in their left and right hands, and 　　a death sword with a skull-handled hilt in their right. 　　 Undead type. 　　 Curse Attack: When attacking or counterattacking, inflicts a high-level "Weakness Curse" effect, reducing the target's maximum damage. 　　 Fatal Strike: When attacking or counterattacking, there is a 60% chance to triple the attack output. 　　 Death Touch: Active skill. Using Death Touch on enemy units within movement range instantly kills one unit of the same level or lower and removes 　　any positive magic status effects from the target. 　　 Death Howl: Active skill. Deals mental damage to all enemy units within a 300-meter radius. 　　 7. Forest Tier 6 Synthetic Unit: Ancient Treant. With a body two meters thick, two slow-moving, root-like feet, and arms that are two thick 　　tree branches, and a head covered in dense leaves, its enormous body stands five or six meters tall. 　　 **Enrage:** Increases attack power when a group of friendly units is completely wiped out. 　　 **Entanglement:** Entangles enemies during attacks or counterattacks, preventing them from moving; as long as the tree spirit itself does not move or die, the enemy will be permanently entangled. 　　Cannot be dispelled or cleansed. 　　 **Rooted:** Increases temporary defense by 50% and grants unlimited counterattacks. 　　 Immune to slow. 　　 **Jungle Fury:** Active skill; reduces defense by half and increases attack and speed by three times, lasting until the end of the battle. 　　 A Level 6 Synthetic Unit from the 8th Academy, the Rakshasa Emperor. A large metal figure with six arms, each wielding a wave-shaped steel sword, his...

My horse-like legs are powerful and swift.
**Charge:** Active skill; after using "Charge" in battle, movement speed is doubled for five minutes. **
Whirlwind:** Passive skill; can attack enemies in six directions simultaneously without damage reduction.
With this new force, I know I can expand my territory. However, I won't be foolish enough to expose my power to the public.
The abilities I currently display are like an atomic bomb; they certainly inspire fear. After all, no faction wants someone like me to exist. They either want to control me, or if they can't
use me, they'd rather destroy me to prevent me from being recruited by enemies.
The addition of level six units means my units are now equivalent to level seven swordsmen and mages in terms of combat power. Although each race only has
a limit of 250, it's enough to sweep away some smaller factions.
Dungeon heroes lead dungeons and fortresses, strongholds lead sanctuaries, academies, and forests, hell heroes lead hell units, and necromancers lead undead units. I've
integrated all the heroes and units, and I've chosen the relatively remote Deathlands for my conquest. This area is isolated; even with forbidden spells, there's an eighth-level lich as its
leader, commanding eight seventh-level bone dragons. The lich even built a lich castle specifically for him. There's also a Scourge Knight leading undead
knights here. Within the Scourge Knight's territory lies a Well of Deathly Aura, the undead's favorite life force—though this information is from ten years ago; there's
no recent information.
Although this area is three times larger than all my previous Deathlands, I think my other units, combined with graveyard units, should easily conquer this
land.
The griffin flew directly to the designated location, and my heroes could teleport there directly. My heroes had already learned the Summoning Gate, allowing them to summon
troops summoned by my magic crystals, greatly enhancing the army's mobility.
This mobilization took about ten days. After finishing my business, I could finally enjoy my honeymoon in the capital. I strolled leisurely back to my residence.
"Master, you're finally back! Please, save my brother!" As soon as I entered the house, Nydia rushed to my side and knelt down.
"What happened? Tell me slowly," I asked curiously, helping her up.
"Eight days ago, my brother saw his fiancée Lisa being tortured by Velsa on the street. He clashed with Velsa again, and this time he was taken away by Velsa
!" Nydia cried, her voice trembling with sobs.
I frowned. "Velsa's father is a Grand General in the capital, a rank higher than my father. This puts me in a difficult position!" Vielsa is someone who
, while not necessarily a killer, is skilled at torturing people, often driving them to suicide. "Master, please, save my brother! She's the hope of our Long family!" Nydia
pleaded, her voice trembling with tears.
"Sigh, seeing how well you've served me, I'll give it a try, but I can't guarantee success!" I said helplessly.
Nydia and I rode quickly in the carriage assigned to my residence towards Vielsa's mansion.
Upon seeing my carriage, they recognized me. Although I didn't have a deep relationship with Vielsa, my title was undeniable. The steward politely guided
Nydia and me to the living room to wait for Vielsa.
Nydia stood obediently behind me, acting as my maid. Just as I picked up my teacup, I heard Vielsa's hearty laughter.
"Hahaha, Chris, what brings you out here today!" "Velsa, I'm not going to beat around the bush with you today. I heard you arrested a
sixteen-year-old today, is that true?" I asked directly.
"Arrested a sixteen-year-old today, oh, it's him again, what's wrong?" he asked curiously.
"Velsa, please let him go for my sake!" I said.
"Hmph, I wouldn't mind if it were anyone else, but this kid is different. I already forgave him once for offending me last time, but he dared to disrespect my status and
offend me again this time. This is a great insult to me!" he said angrily.
"Hehe, just a kid, why bother with him? How about this, you sell him to me like trash. Think about it, you
won't get anything by killing him, but you'll get something out of selling him to me!" I said with a smile.
"You want to buy it? You know I'm not short of gold coins. Oh, by the way, I heard you have a level four triple-rune magic staff. How about we trade them?
Hahahaha!" he laughed.
"Is my level four triple-rune magic staff really that worthless? Only worth a young man, or at least a female slave!" I said half-jokingly
.
"Hehehe, Chris, you're really humorous. Okay, I'll add a female slave for you. Which one do you fancy? I'll give it to you!" he said, also half-jokingly
.
I tossed my staff over: "Velsa, thank you!" Virsa was a nobleman, and I gave him plenty of face. Plus, I was using a level four
high-level staff to exchange for two people who had little value to him. To him, I had something to ask for and was trying to curry favor, so he naturally wouldn't object too much
.
"Hehehe, okay, this deal is done. I'll release the young man now. As for the female slave, which one do you fancy?" Virsa said.
"A girl named Lisa, that young man acted rudely towards you because of her!" I said with a smile.
"Charles, bring that slave girl named Lisa and her young lover here!" Soon, the two men, supported by four guards, arrived before me
. Kaschiron was noticeably thinner than when I saw him half a month ago; his eyes were sunken, and he was half-conscious, his head tilted to the side.
The other, more haggard fifteen-year-old girl was probably Lisa. She was indeed as beautiful and alluring as rumored, though her complexion was pale and
sallow. However, for a powerful figure like Versa, beautiful girls were plentiful, and he was immune to them; her beauty only attracted Versa to
her.
She was tall, about 1.7 meters, with slender legs and a slim figure, but her breasts were a full F-cup, high and firm. She
also wore some unusual adornments.i=56> There was a closed ring, one centimeter in diameter, on Lisa's nose, while right in the middle of her breasts were a pair of one-centimeter-diameter nipple rods, each with a pin.

Through the nipple and the nipple rod, preventing the inserted object from detaching from her breast, it seemed her breast's internal structure had been forcibly altered, widening the nipple pores.
This was a newly emerging modification technique. Human mammary glands are originally numerous, each with an inlet duct connecting to the nipple, from which the substance
ejects. It's unclear which bored sorcerer invented this spell; the principle is to rapidly grow one mammary gland while the others wither and are
liquefied and absorbed by the body. This way, the breast has only one inlet duct and one mammary gland, allowing women with modified breasts to
be subjected to special forms of torture by those with particular tastes.
Lisa's belly was prominently protruding, clearly indicating she was at least six months pregnant. As she approached,
four pairs of two-centimeter-sized metal rings were clearly visible on her labia.
Lisa obediently knelt before Velsa, her head bowed low.
"Hahaha, little bitch, how's it going? Are you and the other two bitches serving your little lover well enough?" Velsa laughed as she asked Lisa
.
"Replying to Master, we lowly slaves have been stimulating him since the rooster crowed this morning. As Master requested, we make my little lover ejaculate every half hour. So far
, my little lover has been satisfied sixteen times!" Lisa replied with a sob in her voice. Although she only slightly frowned when she saw Nydia, she didn't
show much emotion. It seems she is a woman who can control her emotions and is cunning.
"Good, very good!" Velsa turned to me and said, "Chris, I brought the two of them to you. Now they're yours, hehehe. From now
on, this staff belongs to me!" Velsa happily played with my level four staff in her hand. My level four staff was considered top-tier, with triple rune stacking
. It was crafted for me by the Archmage and the Rune Master. The staff had the dual effects of accelerating casting speed by 5% and saving mana by 5%. In addition, with
the blessing of triple runes, the casting speed and casting power were stacked to 20% on top of the 5% increase, which was extremely abnormal. At a low level, it could not exert its maximum effect,
and at a high level, the casting speed and power would decrease, almost imperceptible. Only at exactly level four could it exert the full 20% power.
This staff made many of my mage classmates incredibly envious. A staff with dual attributes, especially if inscribed with runes, particularly triple
runes, has a success rate of only about five percent for renowned copyists on the continent. It's an extremely rare item among level four spellcasters.
"Alright, here's the stuff. Have your men help me carry them to my carriage!" I shook my head helplessly. "Nydia, go to the carriage and look after
these two. I'll be there shortly.
" "Hey, Chris, I have quite a few female slaves. Interested? Hahaha!" Velsa said to me in a humiliating tone.
"Velsa, I heard you're quite skilled at torturing beautiful women and even wrote a book. Hey, would you have a chance to let me see it?" For me,
turning on someone over a trivial argument would be idiotic. If I were to mess with him, I'd do it secretly, and without him even knowing who it was.
"Great, of course! Charles, bring me my newly completed book on torturing women and give Chris a copy!" Just outside Versa's mansion, Nydia was
talking to Lisa by the carriage. Seeing me, she immediately pulled Lisa to kneel before me.
"Quickly thank Master, thank Master!" "Thank you Master for saving Cassiopeia and me!" "Hmm!" I nodded and got into the carriage. They followed closely behind, while
Cassiopeia leaned weakly against the side.
"How did Cassiopeia become like this in just four days!" I asked curiously.
"Replying to Master, after Cassiopeia was captured that day, I begged and pleaded. In the end, Lady Versa forgave Cassiopeia's offense, but on the condition that I and the other two
sisters had to make Cassiopeia unable to see from dawn until 1 a.m., when she couldn't see, we had to ejaculate 30 times. If we didn't reach 30 times, if we didn't meet the requirement, Master
would chop Cassiopeia and the other two sisters up and feed them to the dogs!" Lisa explained to me, her voice trembling with tears.
"Thirty times? How is that possible? Where would he get the semen?" I asked curiously.
"Master, it's impossible under normal circumstances. To save Kaschi's life, I used a special potion to coat his penis, which made it
erect. However, this caused him a lot of harm. The first six times he ejaculated, it was semen, but after that, it was streaked with blood. After ten times, it
was just blood, no semen at all!" Lisa looked at Kaschi with heartache.
"Although Kaschi is impulsive, he's not someone who doesn't know what's good for him. How could he be so reckless?" I asked curiously.
"Master, it's because I'm pregnant. Kaschi saw me being gang-raped in the street, and he happened to witness it. He was afraid our child would
miscarry, so he lost his mind!" Lisa explained to me.
"I see!" I nodded. "How are the babies?" "Yes, they're very energetic. I felt them kicking me this morning!" As a mother,
Lisa lovingly touched her belly.
"How many months has it been?" I asked with a smile.
"More than seven months, Master!" "Hmm!" I nodded.
"I didn't expect that Velsa to be so cunning, actually managing to blackmail me with my staff!" I said with some regret.
"I'm sorry, Master! This lowly slave thanks Master and will definitely serve Master well!" Lisa said apologetically from the side.
"This lowly slave too!" Nydia echoed.
In this society, it's already a great favor for a master to agree to marriage between two slaves who love each other. When the master needs it, as long as the master needs it, the bride
is still the slave owner's sex slave.
"Hahaha, well said, Nydia, I just got a book from Velsa. It's full of methods of torture that Velsa has tried. I just glanced at it, and
it's very good. You can make these tools for me based on the tools mentioned in the book. Then I'll have a good time on you sisters!" I held the

His penis and testicles were saved, but he suffered too much loss of essence and blood and needed rest to replenish his strength.
I stretched my shins.
His whole family stood by, waiting for my news.
"He'll be fine after a few days of rest and recovering!" I said with a smile, stretching my limbs, my body almost stiff from sitting by the bed.
Kaschi was out of danger, and his family finally breathed a sigh of relief. What made them happiest was that Lisa was pregnant, already seven months along, and
would give birth in two more months. The child was Kaschi's.
"Master, on behalf of the Long family, I thank you!" Nader led my entire family, kneeling and crawling before me, thanking me for my kindness.
"Hehehe, Nader, Sako and his wife, if you really want to thank me, then run the shop I entrusted to you well. Nydia, you three sisters, be good
sex slaves to me. My greatest pleasure is thanking me!" I said lewdly, looking at Lisa's high, firm breasts.
"You've had a long day, Nydia. Take your two sisters to wash up, and while you're at it, prepare the bathwater for me. I'm going to enjoy myself!" I said.
"Yes, Master!" Nydia replied.
I left Kaschi's room amidst the gratitude of her entire family, and followed Nydia, Nieta, and Lisa to Nydia's room.
The three women bustled about, preparing everything for my bath.
Ten minutes later, Nieta appeared before me.
"Master, the hot water is ready. Please bathe!" Following Nieta's directions, I went to the backyard of Nydia's room. Half a month ago, I funded
the construction of an artificial hot spring here. In the middle of the pool was a magic circle to heat the water, powered by a level two fire elemental magic crystal.
The hot spring was in a house built of bamboo. I stepped into the hot spring, where Nydia and Lisa were already naked, ready to greet me.
They came to my side and helped me remove my mage robes.
The water temperature was around thirty degrees Celsius, just right.
"Nydia, Nieta, do you like this hot spring?" I smiled and pulled Lisa into my arms.
"Thank you, Master, my sister and I love it!" Nieta said happily.
My hand touched Lisa's breast, from which a metal rod was inserted. I removed the small rod that ran through the nipple and the rod, and then, pinching the
metal head protruding from the nipple, I slowly pulled it out.
"Ouch, it hurts, Master!" Lisa shook her head in pain, her hands tightly wrapped around me.
I found it very difficult to pull the rod out of her nipple. One hand pinched her breast, while the other hand pried at the rod. With each
pull, the 1-centimeter diameter rod was pulled out 1 centimeter, revealing a hard ball of special material about 1.5 centimeters in size.
However, as the rod was pulled out, the increasing diameter brought Lisa a great sense of relief.
The nipple stick, gleaming like a metal candied hawthorn skewer, was pulled from Lisa's breast as the six-centimeter-long stick was withdrawn.
A small hole, about half a centimeter in diameter, appeared in the center of her two-centimeter-long nipple. Through this hole, bright red breast tissue could be seen, and thin
milk was constantly flowing from it.
Curious, I tried inserting my middle finger into her nipple. It went in easily, but the breast tissue was much softer than I had imagined. After inserting about
four centimeters, I felt my finger enter a spongy tissue. I tried scratching it with my fingernail, but it felt... However, this insertion, like using my fingernail to stimulate Lisa's mammary glands, caused
immense pain.
"Ahhh, it hurts so much, Master! My breast hurts so much! Don't touch it anymore!" Lisa gritted her teeth, cold sweat pouring down her face, her body trembling slightly as she spoke.
"Hahaha, so this is what a woman's breast looks like inside. How interesting!" I pulled my finger out.
I removed the small horizontal strip connecting the nipple and the nipple shaft from the other breast, like a candied hawthorn skewer being pulled out bit by bit.
I gently kneaded her enormous breast with one hand, while the other touched her genitals. A metal ring about one centimeter in diameter pierced her vulva, and
four pairs of two-centimeter-sized metal rings pierced each labia. What intrigued me even more was that all three of her orifices were filled with metal objects. A two-centimeter-diameter
metal rod was inserted into her urethra, and a six-centimeter-diameter metal tube was inserted into her vagina, stretching it wide.
At her anus, there was a three-centimeter-diameter, half-millimeter-thick flat round metal plate attached to her anus, with a two-centimeter metal tube
connecting to her anus in the middle.
"Lisa, I'm very curious, it's incredible that your child survived for seven months without being aborted!" I said.
"Master, I had an agreement with Lady Velsa that as long as she doesn't harm my child, I'm willing to comply with any of her requests!" she replied.
"Hmm!" I nodded. To have endured Versa's torture, she must be a truly sentimental person, willing to sacrifice anything for her child
. What a great mother!
"I saw some novel ways to play with pregnant women in Versa's book, one of which is to penetrate deep into your vagina and touch the baby. I
want to touch your baby too!" I whispered mischievously in Lisa's ear.
"Master, be gentle, don't hurt the baby!" she said worriedly.
"Afraid of hurting the baby, you still insert something six centimeters thick into your vagina? Aren't you afraid of hurting the baby?" I asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Master, that was also to protect my child!" Lisa said somewhat embarrassedly, "Lord Velsa, in order to touch my child up close,
forcibly dilated my vagina and softened my cervix with medicine, making it easy for my cervix to open. To prevent the child from leaving the uterus, I had to use
something thick to plug the cervix, preventing the amniotic sac containing the child from prolapsing!" "I see!" As I listened, I began to pull the penis
out of her vagina. As I pulled it out, a penis about six centimeters in diameter and seven centimeters in length was pulled out. The head of this penis was not a protrusion, but twenty
-one concave semi-circular heads, with very smooth edges, each a half-centimeter rounded corner. It seemed to be used to insert into the uterus to prevent the amniotic sac from protruding.i=54> and it was specially designed to hurt the baby in her womb. 　　 As the dildo was pulled out, her body lay flat on the bed, her buttocks resting on my thighs. 　　 She understood what I was about to do and consciously spread her legs into an M shape.

"Master, be gentle, don't hurt the baby!" Lisa said worriedly.
"Don't worry, as long as you don't move around, it won't hurt!" I smiled and said.
My hand entered Lisa's vagina in a cone shape. Her vagina was a little dry, but her wide vagina didn't have this problem.
I easily inserted my hand into her vagina. As I went deeper, I felt a small hard lump. However, this lump had softened
a lot, and there was a three-centimeter diameter hole in the middle of the lump.
My fingers entered smoothly.
She didn't react much when my hand entered her vagina, but when I entered her cervix, she moved her hips uncomfortably.
She just let out a low moan.
My hand didn't encounter much resistance from her cervix and easily entered her uterus in a cone shape. However, as soon as I passed through the cervix, I was
blocked by a soft membrane. It seemed to be the amnion that enveloped the baby.
"Ugh, it hurts so much, Master, please be gentle!" Lisa writhed uncomfortably.
Hahaha, this is really interesting. I didn't expect Velsa to be such a genius when it comes to playing with women. He even came up with this idea. I must pay him a visit sometime!
I could almost touch the baby inside the amniotic sac. The bones seemed to be just forming and were starting to harden.
"Oh, no, Master, take it out quickly! This will hurt the baby!" Lisa struggled.
I began to feel the uterus contracting, trying to push my hand out. The contractions caused Lisa pain and would also harm the baby.
Although I enjoy torturing women, I always keep my word. I said I wouldn't harm her baby while torturing her, and I didn't.
I began to withdraw my hand from her uterus. As I pulled my hand out,
a look of relief appeared on Lisa's face. "Thank you for your kindness, Master!" It seems she cares a lot about the baby in her womb.
"If your lower part can't be used, then use your upper part!" I picked up the two nipple sticks from the bedside again. The sticks were ingeniously designed, about
five or six centimeters long, with many tiny holes at the tip and a half-centimeter hole at the end. When the thin stick was inserted, a small mechanism inside the hole
caused a half-centimeter needle to protrude from the tiny hole at the tip.
"Insert the nipple sticks yourself, and give me a blowjob with your breasts!" I cruelly commanded.
She obediently picked up the nipple sticks from the bedside, one hand squeezing her breast, the other deftly inserting the sticks into her nipples. Then, a thin stick pierced horizontally
through her nipple and nipple hole, firmly fixing the stick inside her body. As the stick pierced horizontally through her nipple and nipple hole,
the hedgehog-like needle-like tip of the stick inserted into her mammary gland emerged.
"Hmm!" As the nipple stick was fixed inside her breast, she frowned slightly. From her deft movements, it was clear she frequently engaged in this kind of activity.
Then, the other breast was deftly pierced by the nipple stick, and two more nipple sticks protruded from both breasts.
I spread my legs, my 25-centimeter-long penis already erect, and she obediently squatted between my legs, her pair of papaya-like breasts
nestled in the middle.
However, embracing my penis with her breasts brought her immense pain. She gritted her teeth, forcefully squeezing her breasts, the needles on the nipple sticks scraping her
mammary glands harshly, causing her to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.
Yet, her hands still tightly gripped her breasts, enveloping my enormous penis before beginning to stroke it up and down, performing a breastjob on me.
"Mmm, Master, my breasts are killing me, mmm!" Lisa let out a moan that sounded like a mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Oh, good, like that, suck it with your mouth!" I was almost overwhelmed with pleasure.
Lisa obediently hugged her breasts, sandwiching my penis between her cleavage and thrusting it up and down. My penis was long enough to reach her mouth, and she stuck out
her tongue to lick the head of my penis. As her breasts moved up and down, her tongue also licked my nipple.
"Master, we want some too!" Nydia knelt beside me and pleaded.
Then she displayed her breasts to me, and seeing those tender white flesh, I didn't hesitate to bite down on them!
"Ahhhhh! Master, it hurts!" Nydia trembled all over in pain as I bit down on her breast.
The youngest, Nieta, just stared blankly at her two older sisters' antics, not knowing to serve me. It seems she needs some training.
"The first time I saw your leisurely breasts, I couldn't resist taking a bite!" I released Nydia's breast and bit down on it again.
"Aaaaaah! Master, bite me if you want, ahaaaah, Master, you're going to bite my breasts off!" Nydia screamed in pain.
I squeezed her other breast hard with one hand, while the other hand went deep into her genitals. My fingers touched the small hole under her vulva
, about the size of a soybean. Yes, this was Nydia's urethra. I tried to push my little finger in, but unfortunately, my finger was too thick, about two centimeters thick, and I couldn't insert it at all
. It seems I need to properly develop Nydia's urethra. I need to find a professional alchemist to dilate her breasts as well.
With Nydia's breast in my mouth, my hands played with Nydia's breasts and genitals, while Nydia gave me a blowjob.
Since I couldn't get in through her vagina, I switched to her vagina. My thick fingers easily found Nydia's vagina. Her vagina contracted very well, and I easily inserted
four fingers.
Nydia knew what I wanted to do. She straddled me like a female dog, supporting herself with her arms, her breasts hanging right in front of me, ready to be bitten and torn at will
. Her spread legs were right next to my arms, and I began to try to penetrate her vagina.
"Oh, Master, it's so full!" Nydia said uncomfortably.
Her vagina could even swallow my penis, so my fist was no match for it either; my hand was easily swallowed entirely by her vagina.
"Oh, Master, it's so full! Ahhhhh, my vagina is going to tear!" Nydia cried out in pain. Although her vagina was very elastic,
it didn't mean that being forcibly stretched wasn't painful; it just meant she had to force herself to adapt.In this world of extreme class divisions, women have a very low status, their rights are not protected by law, and the abuse of women is seen as 　　a normal occurrence, especially in polygamous relationships, where each wife uses her own methods of masochism to attract her husband. 　　 Their cries became a catalyst for my excitement.

I dared to hit her, my penis becoming increasingly out of control. Lisa seemed to sense this too; her lower body muscles tightened, and she began to increase
the frequency of her breast movements. Her saliva flowed down my penis into her cleavage, becoming a lubricant for breast sex.
As waves of pleasure surged through my brain, my hand plunged deeper into Nydia's body. My palm entered her vagina, and my middle finger began
to attack her cervix. Perhaps because of the cervical sex, her cervix was larger than other girls', at least two centimeters in size, and my middle finger easily
penetrated to the deepest part of her body.
"Ohhhhhh! Master, you're hurting my uterus!" Nydia cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
My response was to bite her breast hard again.
As my middle finger entered, I hooked it and pulled it outwards, widening the cervix slightly. Then I inserted two fingers, three,
four, five!
As I added more fingers, Nydia's cervix grew wider and tighter.
Feeling that four fingers could easily enter, I began to thrust violently into Nydia's cervix in a cone shape.
"Aaaaaaah! Master, it hurts! Aaaaaah!" Nydia cried out in pain, collapsing onto me.
She trembled violently, gripping the blankets tightly, her teeth chattering.
This horrific sight only fueled my animalistic urges. I thrust harder, my hand breaking through her cervix and entering her uterus completely
, my forearm swallowed entirely by her vagina.
As my hand entered Nydia's uterus, my penis could no longer hold back, erupting like a volcano, ejaculating thick semen. Lisa, experienced as she was,
took my glans into her mouth. Although her small mouth couldn't perform the swallowing motion, it took in every drop of my semen.
After I finished, I gestured for Lisa to rest. Lisa was now covered in sweat, her face pale and bloodless. It seemed that
the constant stimulation of her breasts by the little spiked stick during the breastjob had been very painful.
After I finished, I thought of a very interesting idea.
"Nietta, you've been watching the show for a while, it's your turn!" I stretched my arms out at a 90-degree angle to the bed, lifting Nydia, who had been kneeling,
up with my arms.
"Come on, sit opposite your sister, you'll have your turn!" I called over Nytta, who had been watching with obvious lust, to me. She was too passive; despite her lower body being
dripping with lust, she didn't know how to take the initiative to beg for love.
"Yes, Master!" Nytta obediently came to me, spread her legs, and began to sit down on my cone-shaped hand.
"Mmm!" Because her vagina was full of vaginal fluid, I felt my hand enter a narrow vagina. Although my hand was only a third of the way in, I felt
a lot of pressure. Even though it was only a third of the way in, it made Nietta wince in pain. However, my fist was much thinner than my penis
. She could fit my entire penis in, let alone my fist.
"Sister, take a deep breath, just like I usually train you!" Nydia encouraged.
"Mmm, mmm!" Nietta followed her sister's instructions and began to take deep breaths.
In order for her sister to meet my special needs, Nydia had specially trained her sister's vaginal capacity. It was good to have healing potions in this world. Although the effect was slow,
it could allow the body to recover to some extent. They mainly trained her to tolerate pain.
It seemed that Nietta had been trained very well by Nydia. Although Nietta was trembling all over, I felt my cone-shaped palm continuously entering Nietta's body
.
Forty percent, forty-five percent, fifty percent, fifty-five percent.
As my hand penetrated 55% of her body, her vagina responded instinctively, and with a soft "plop," my
entire hand was swallowed by Nietta's small vagina.
"Oh!" Nietta clutched her stomach in pain, sweat dripping from her contorted face.
"Nietta, my hand can't wait to get into your womb, hurry!" I urged her to continue, scraping Nietta's cervix with my piercing hand.
"Sister, push harder, don't keep Master waiting!" Nydia said to her sister.
"Mmm!" Nietta gritted her teeth, her hands clenched tightly; it seemed something big was about to happen.
She straightened her legs, and my hand slipped out of her vagina again. She then squatted down, this time with much faster and more forceful movements
. My hand went directly through her vagina and then slammed against her cervix. Her cervix, propelled by the force of her squatting, gripped
my cone-shaped hand. A fleshy sheath then slid down her body, completely encasing my hand in a narrow sac.
"Ahhh!" As she settled, Nietzsche's eyes widened, and she let out a high-pitched scream.
"Good, Nietzsche, just like that!" A nine-year-old girl was squatting on an adult man's arm, his forearm almost entirely submerged
inside her body. Her stomach was bulging, with a prominent bulge in the middle. Her vagina was stretched wide open, forming a
round hole six or seven centimeters in diameter.
"Since you two sisters are ready, you're about to undergo a test! I'll stretch out my arms, and you'll sit on them
and do piston-like movements for ten minutes. Whoever reaches orgasm will receive a generous reward; if not, well, sorry, prepare
for my severe punishment." I gestured for them to get started.
The older sister, Nydia, began to lift my hand from her uterus and into her vagina, then sat down heavily.
"Ouch! That hurts!" Nydia cried out, clutching her stomach, but she didn't stop, standing up and sitting down again.
The younger sister, Nietzsche, was equally determined. Although my entire hand was still too big for a nine-year-old, she struggled to her feet. Seeing her sister already
doing piston-like movements, she too sat down heavily, letting my hand move in and out of her uterus and vagina.Two beautiful women were working in tandem, pumping their knuckles up and down on my raised arms. Watching my forearms being sucked in and out by their rhythmic 　　thrusting, I gradually felt their bodies adapt to my cone-shaped hands. I then naturally clenched my fists, though initially...

It was a bit difficult to get past the cervix, but fortunately, they were adaptable and gradually got used to it.
As time went by, ten minutes were almost up.
"Ahhhhh, Master, I'm almost there! Ahhhhhh!" Nydia quickened her up-and-down movements, and a surge of heat hit my fist. It seemed that
Nydia was finding pleasure in the pain and reaching orgasm.
"Master, ahhhhh, no! Ahhhhhh!" Seeing that her sister had already climaxed, the younger sister, Nietta, became anxious and also increased her speed.
However, reality was cruel. Ten minutes later, Nietta still hadn't produced any heat on my fist.
"Hahahaha, not bad, not bad. Nydia, as a reward, I'll have someone send your shop a prized possession tomorrow, a level four dual-attribute piece of jewelry. As for Nietta
, hmph, she's so disappointing. What do you say we do about it?" I asked the two boneless beauties lying beside me.
"This lowly slave has failed to complete the task assigned by Master, please punish me!" Nieta was quite obedient, kowtowing to me politely.
"Hehe, punishment is necessary, of course. How will I punish you?" Looking at her small body, a vicious idea came to mind.
"Nieta, are you menstruating now?" I asked.
"Yes, Master, it started about six months ago!" Nieta answered honestly, blushing.
"Hehehe, my punishment for you is similar to menstruation, which is to make your uterine wall shed a layer of flesh. The only difference is that during menstruation, your uterus
sheds a layer on its own, but your uterus is uncooperative and didn't reach orgasm, so I'm going to make your uterus shed a layer of skin properly as punishment!" I said with a wicked
smile.
Although I spoke lightly, Nieta was terrified when I said it.
My hand trembled, and a special SM rope and a stick about a meter long with metal rings at both ends appeared in my hand. Nietzsche
was bound into a peculiar position without any resistance. Her hands were clasped behind her back and tightly bound, making it seem as if she had no arms from the front.
Her legs were folded and tied together, and the metal rings on the sticks at her ankles were connected to the ropes on her knees. In this way, Nietzsche
's legs were spread open by the sticks, and her slightly swollen, young genitals were exposed to me without reservation...
Now Nietzsche was restricted on all sides. Having completed everything, I began my cruel play.
I inserted my hand into Nietzsche's vagina again, my hand reaching straight into her young uterus.
"Nieta, your uterus is too disappointing, I'm going to punish it properly!" As I uttered the word "punish," my clenched fist turned into an eagle claw, and then
my claws scraped Nietzsche's vulva viciously.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Nietta's eyes bulged, and she let out a wail, twisting her body wildly in pain.
"Nieta, Lisa, hold her down. You two watch too. If she doesn't satisfy me, this is the punishment!" My hands were clawed, my nails
scraping viciously against Nietta's inner walls.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Nietta twisted her body frantically, but her arms were pinned behind her back, unable to move at all. Her calves and thighs were tied
together and restrained by a metal rod, forcing her to remain wide open. I held the metal rod with one hand,
forcing her legs to remain spread wide. Because of the rod and rope, no matter how she twisted, she couldn't escape being scraped.
"Ahhhhhh! No! Master, stop! Please! Please!" Nietta writhed in agony.
My fingernails scraped away a layer of her uterine wall, and I felt a warm flow trickle
down Nieta's torn lining as I tore it open.
Nieta was screaming in agony, sweat pouring from her body like a stream, her body writhing like a seal.
"Master, my sister is still young, please spare her! I'll train her properly!" Nidia said, her heart aching at her sister's pitiful state.
"Hahaha, small but perfectly formed. Small isn't the problem, the problem is I want to hear her scream!" My fingernails continued to scrape against Nieta's uterine wall,
leaving it scarred and mangled.
"Aaaaaaah!" As I continued to scrape Nieta's uterus, her screams grew increasingly agonizing. With a final, heart-wrenching cry, Nieta collapsed from the
pain and fainted.
It's no fun with a woman who can't scream or struggle. Seeing Nieta unconscious and covered in sweat, I pulled my hand out of her uterus.
As I pulled my hand out, a spurt of blood gushed out.
It seems I went too far again today. If Nieta doesn't receive timely treatment, she will definitely bleed to death. Nieta's face is frighteningly pale
, and blood is flowing continuously from her lower body. She is unconscious, but her body is still trembling, and she is making soft moans.
Her older sister, Nydia, touched her sister's forehead with heartache.
"Master!" Nydia said worriedly, looking at her sister who was bleeding profusely.
"Master, please help Nieta! She will bleed uncontrollably!" Lisa, who was resting beside her, was also
worried about Nieta's heavy bleeding after what I had done.
I smiled, raised my hand, and cast a high-level healing spell.
The two female slaves looked relieved when they saw me treating the unconscious Nietzsche.

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