The Lewd Chronicles of a Loyal and Heroine

Although Chen Shishi was thirty years old, thanks to the palace's excellent maintenance techniques and the secrets to preserving her youth, her dignified and delicate features made her look no more than twenty. Her loose-fitting clothes revealed half of her snow-white shoulder, and a pair of full, rounded breasts were partially exposed. Her slender waist and plump hips were accentuated by the ripped hem of her wide dress, revealing a pair of long, fair legs. Her curvaceous and alluring figure exuded indescribable charm. Chen Shishi looked at the hundred or so shirtless Mongol soldiers who had surrounded her. Their hungry eyes, like those of wolves, were fixed on her body as if trying to see her flesh beneath her clothes. Her bronze-colored, sweat-drenched, muscular chest, along with her thick, erect penises as thick as a child's arm, made Chen Shishi tremble. Her breasts quivered slightly with her body's tremors, which further aroused the lust of the Mongol soldiers, some of whom couldn't help but lewdly laugh.

Chen Shishi, forcing herself to remain calm, said to Xu Tie, "My lord, a beauty deserves a hero. If you do not mind, I am willing to offer myself to you. My daughter is sixteen years old and still a virgin. She is highly skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting in the palace, and is also of the Emperor's blood. If you could present her to the Khan, it would be a great achievement!" Upon hearing this, Xu Tie felt a hundred times contempt. Although he, Xu Tie, had become a traitor, if it weren't for the various heroes of the Central Plains wanting to take his life, why would he have to suffer like this? You were originally a courtesan who received the Emperor's favor, yet you are so unchaste!

Xu Tie grabbed Chen Shishi's breasts and began to knead them, asking with a grin, "You just said you would give yourself to me, is that true?" Chen Shishi felt the strong and powerful hand kneading her breasts, which hurt a little, but she could only manage a weak groan as she watched her fair and delicate breasts change shape in Xu Tie's hands.

"Sir, it is indeed you. If you don't mind, I..." Before Chen Shishi could finish speaking, Xu Tie's other hand swiftly slipped under the tear in Chen Shishi's clothes, two fingers probing directly between her legs. Xu Tie's signature technique was the Vajra Finger; his fingers not only possessed internal energy but also unparalleled dexterity. His index finger teased her clitoris, while his middle and ring fingers plunged deep into Chen Shishi's vagina. Chen Shishi could not withstand such a violation. Suddenly, she felt an intense itch in her lower body and a tingling sensation throughout her body. Her slender waist involuntarily twisted, her full buttocks protruding, and her private parts were being teased by Xu Tie's fingers, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy. "Sir, sir... please, ahhhh, please... I, I..." Xu Shishi's breasts were being kneaded and caressed by Xu Tie, most of them protruding from her clothes. Her lower body was being ravaged by Xu Tie's long, thick fingers, and she felt a tingling and excited sensation all over her body. With the violent twisting and trembling of her body, her clothes slowly became unable to cover her body.

Several Mongol soldiers, seeing Chen Shishi's fair and sexy body writhing in excitement from orgasm, couldn't help but take off their pants and begin to masturbate.

As Xu Tie teased Chen Shishi, her lower body began to leak white fluid, which flowed down her legs, soaking the ground beneath her feet. Xu Tie deliberately pressed several of Chen Shishi's nipples forcefully. Having already given birth to Yu'er, Chen Shishi's milk began to flow again, and with each squeeze from Xu Tie, the milk gushed out.

"Please, my lord, please don't do this, please, there are too many people here, please..." Chen Shishi could no longer remain calm. Unable to protect herself with her hands, she simply clung to Xu Tie and begged. "My lord, please, I can't take it anymore, please take me away, I'll give you my body..." Chen Shishi pleaded incessantly. Yu'er cried in fear. Chen Shishi's clothes were soaked, and her hair was disheveled from the struggle. Xu Tie played with the smooth, fair-skinned beauty in his hands, smelling the delicate fragrance of Chen Shishi's body beneath her clothes, the milk flowing from her breasts exuding a milky aroma. How could he let her go?

His left hand kneaded her breasts, while his right hand doubled the speed of his thrusts. He felt the increasing amount of fluid gushing from Chen Shishi's lower body, but her lower body, having endured countless trials, still tightened with each painful thrust from her breasts. An ordinary woman would likely have collapsed from exhaustion after half an hour of this, and even a virgin would have become loose from the manipulation of those two thick, long fingers.

A beautiful young woman who had been killed by Xu Tie when he was a flower thief had already reached multiple orgasms before his penis even entered her. The woman was exhausted and her lower body was so loose that it could accommodate Xu Tie's entire hand. In the end, Xu Tie got too carried away and used his entire fist to thrust in and out of the woman's body, his entire hand reaching his elbow. Only then did Xu Tie realize that the woman was already dead, so he had no choice but to take out his penis and have sex with the corpse's anus.

If he had Chen Shishi's physical condition, he could enjoy himself for an hour or two. Thinking this, Xu Tie chuckled and said, "Many people don't matter. These are all my brothers. Today is my joyous occasion, so why not let them have some fun too?" With that, he pulled out his engorged penis and thrust it hard into Chen Shishi's already wet lower body.

Chen Shishi felt those two fingers transform into a thick, powerful thing, as thick as an arm, penetrating deep into her abdomen, pushing upwards. She cried out in pain, and several Mongol soldiers who were masturbating accidentally ejaculated onto Chen Shishi's legs. Yu'er, restrained by two guards, watched her mother being violated by Xu Tie, tears streaming down her face.

From a young age, Chen Shishi had learned how to please men. The moment Xu Tie entered her, she immediately wrapped her legs around him, her high breasts thrusting forward, her nipples perfectly positioned in his mouth. Xu Tie held Chen Shishi's nipples, feeling his penis tightly gripped by her vagina, swelling with each friction. Chen Shishi, her face like a peach blossom, her eyes conveying affection, cooperated with each soft moan. The sweet milk and her fragrance made Xu Tie somewhat reluctant, yet he also felt a wave of nausea at her loss of chastity.

"Lady Chen, since you're willing to marry me, I've risked my life with my 261 brothers for many years. I promised them what I have. Do you agree?" Chen Shishi, nestled seductively in Xu Tie's arms, was suddenly stunned by his question.

Dozens of Mongol soldiers, understanding the situation, gathered around and easily tore off Chen Shishi's embroidered dragon-patterned clothes. The most burly of them all was Xu Tie's adjutant. While Xu Tie was sucking on Chen Shishi's breast milk, his lower body throbbing and rubbing against Chen Shishi's vulva, the adjutant lifted Chen Shishi's fair buttocks, raised his thick, spear-like penis, and thrust it hard into Chen Shishi's tight anus.

Chen Shishi's rosy face turned deathly pale. "My lord... why... why?... I... I want you..." Xu Tie laughed loudly, "My beauty, since you are mine, it's only fair that I let my brothers enjoy you with me. You must serve us well before I send your daughter to the Khan. Otherwise, look at my wolfish brothers; your beautiful daughter might not be safe." Chen Shishi bit her lip, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her whole life had been spent fighting for fame and fortune. From a poor child sold to a brothel, she had blossomed into a peerless beauty, becoming a courtesan favored by princes and nobles, and even gaining the emperor's favor. She was pregnant with the Zhao family's child. Her life's plan had been ruined in Fancheng. Now, she could only protect her daughter. "Alright!

Come on, all of you. I will serve them as I have served you, my lord. Please take good care of Yu'er." With that, Chen Shishi wiped away her tears and hugged Xu Tie.

Xu Tie thrust over a thousand times inside the body of this woman, who was skilled in bedroom arts and had a beautiful, alluring figure, and ejaculated three or four times before collapsing to the ground. The adjutant, holding the beauty's body, ejaculated hysterically after only six or seven thrusts into Chen Shishi's tight anus. Two more Mongol soldiers then grabbed Chen Shishi, one penetrating her from the front and the other from behind, beginning their thrusting. Chen Shishi, exhausted after being ravaged by Xu Tie, collapsed onto the Mongol soldier in front of her, her body slightly responding to the thrusts. Two Mongol soldiers grabbed her legs and rubbed them against their penises, while two others grabbed her hands, forcing her to grasp their penises and masturbate them. Her breasts, which could secrete milk, were eagerly sucked by several Mongol soldiers. Just as Chen Shishi was about to cry out, one of the Mongol soldiers pulled out his penis and shoved it into her throat. The poor, stunningly beautiful woman's delicate body was being ravaged and defiled by wave after wave of Mongol soldiers. "...No, no...do me!" Chen Shishi thought of her carefully nurtured daughter, who possessed her own beauty from her youth, and she could not allow her to fall into the hands of the Mongol soldiers. Each time, even though she was exhausted from being ravaged, she would beg them to hurry up and do it again.

Several Mongol soldiers carried her onto the only bed in the room. Chen Shishi's lower body was wet and slippery with semen and her own fluids, milk flowed from her breasts, and teeth marks were left on her snow-white breasts. Her slender waist and back were soaked with men's semen, her upper thighs were rubbed red, and her lower body was covered with scratches and marks from touching her Mongol armor. After more than half of the Mongol soldiers had finished, the once beautiful Chen Shishi was disheveled and had been tortured beyond recognition.

She lay on the bed with her eyes wide open, but she couldn't say a word, completely exhausted and powerless. Xu Tie, having regained his strength, looked at the fair and sexy body on the bed, and saw many Mongol soldiers eagerly climbing on top of the now unresponsive Chen Shishi to vent their desires. "Mother, Mother, don't die, Yu'er doesn't want you to die!" Xu Tie sat up with a start. Following the sound, he saw the charming and beautiful Zhao Yu'er being controlled by the guards.

Zhao Yu'er was only sixteen, but thanks to her mother's care and nurturing, she had developed a full bust and shapely hips, with a slender and tall figure. She looked like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young woman, yet her face possessed a captivating blend of allure and innocence.

Despite still being a child, her body already possessed all the qualities of a woman. Several Mongol soldiers who hadn't yet slept with Chen Shishi angrily asked Xu Tie, "Commander, this woman is about to die! We've followed you through thick and thin, and we haven't even touched her breasts. With her passing, touching her cold body, our hearts have turned cold. Look at Sichahei and the others, they got intimate with that woman without any credit, while we can't even get what's left of them. It's not fair!" "Yes, yes, Commander, it's not fair!" The hundred or so men glared menacingly at Xu Tie.

At this moment, Xu Tie felt completely drained. He had ejaculated on Chen Shishi three or four times and had no strength left to command the crowd. Besides, what these soldiers said made sense; they hadn't considered the order in which they would attack. "No! Help! Mother! Mother! Save me! Save Yu'er!" Yu'er's cries were piercing.

Xu Tie looked over and saw that the more than one hundred men who hadn't yet had their way with Chen Shishi, along with the Mongol soldiers who had finished with Chen Shishi and were already recovered, had tied the two guards up tightly and were about to strip Yu'er of her clothes. "Stop!" Xu Tie wanted to say, but when he saw one of the Mongol men with a curved sword at his waist, staring at him with wide, strange eyes, he had no choice but to stop.

Zhao Yu'er cried out as her clothes were ripped off by the hundred or so burly men in an instant. They laughed and pushed her snow-white body around. Yu'er cried until her voice was hoarse, trying to break free but unable to. Two men pinned her to the bed next to Chen Shishi, tearing off her red bodice, revealing her fair body: beneath sparse pubic hair, her pink labia, like flower petals, resembled a budding flower. Her slender legs were forcibly spread by two Mongol soldiers, exposing the girl's untouched parts to these beastly soldiers.

Her two snow-white, round breasts, like two pears, swayed with her struggles. Her nipples were pink, and her breasts were firm. Yu'er cried out for her mother. Chen Shishi stared at Yu'er with her eyes open, a Mongol soldier still clinging to her. With each thrust, Chen Shishi's body trembled, her life hanging in the balance, though the tears streaming from her eyes suggested she was still alive.

The strongest of the men, Xu Tie's adjutant, was the first to pounce on Yu'er, forcing open her hymen with the thick penis that had once been inside her mother, and thrusting it directly into Yu'er's body. "Ahhh!

No, it hurts! Your Majesty, it hurts! Help me!" Yu'er cried out. The adjutant thrust relentlessly, each withdrawal drawing blood. "You're tighter than your mother, hehe," the adjutant chuckled, and the surrounding Mongol soldiers roared with laughter. Yu'er's struggles only fueled their lust to violate her.

After the adjutant brutally ejaculated his thick semen into Yu'er's body, leaving her struggling and crying, the second man climbed on top of her and vented his lust amidst her cries. As the third and fourth men raped Yu'er, her cries grew fainter. Beside her, Yu'er's mother, Chen Shishi, was already lifeless, being turned over and over by several Mongol soldiers, her mouth filled with semen. Yu'er's tender breasts were being torn and bitten by the Mongol soldiers, her two slender legs struggling helplessly, blood gushing out continuously. Her first sexual experience, her tender vagina completely unable to withstand this sudden onslaught, the repeated friction of dozens, even hundreds of men, had already torn and turned inside out, the bed covered in crimson blood only fueling the soldiers' lust.

Yu'er had already died before the ninth soldier climbed on top of her, but these ravenous Mongol soldiers paid no attention to her gradually cooling body and empty eyes. Smelling her body's fragrance, these Mongols were filled with burning lust for this Han Chinese girl.

The fortieth soldier who climbed on Yu'er's body realized something was wrong. He bit off one of Yu'er's pink nipples, but Yu'er didn't react. The sixty-third soldier who climbed onto Yu'er's body flipped her over, intending to penetrate her anus, but found it not only loose but also not tight. Nevertheless, he thrust in and out with abandon until he ejaculated inside her. By the time everyone knew that the mother and daughter had died, it was already noon the next day. The two fair and beautiful female corpses no longer emitted a woman's fragrance, but were replaced by the stench of semen that covered them. Soldiers continued to climb onto the beautiful, full, and fair bodies on the bed, unable to resist their lust.

Xu Tie couldn't stop them either, watching as the corpses of the two peerless beauties were tossed and turned, one with white fluid stains beneath her, the other with blood flowing from her genitals.

In the evening, two or three more young women were captured. They were female residents of Fancheng who had resisted to the death. Their husbands and fathers were dead. These three women were only twenty years old and died one after another before nightfall.

One girl, after being captured, cursed the Mongol soldiers. Before Xu Tie could speak, a strong soldier grabbed her, tore off her clothes, and forcefully inserted a thick tree branch into her genitals. The girl struggled in agony, which aroused the soldier's lust. He then forced his penis into her anus and raped her. When he pulled out his penis, he realized that due to the excessive force, half of the three-foot-long branch had been completely embedded in the girl's body, and she was already dead.

The second girl's death was even more gruesome. Her hands were bound and she was hanging from the rafters, her legs dangling in the air. Dozens of Mongol soldiers took advantage of Xu Tie's inattention to gang rape her. To prevent Xu Tie from finding out, one of the Mongol soldiers in charge of torture instruments heated a thick iron rod used for torturing prisoners until it was red-hot, and then forcefully inserted it into the girl's vagina. The girl screamed, and the Mongol soldier thrust the red-hot iron rod in and out three times before the girl's screams stopped. Her legs kicked a few times, and she died.

The third girl's fate was even more horrific than the first two. Six soldiers stripped her naked without a word and raped her. Then, these same soldiers found sulfur and saltpeter used in Song Dynasty cannons, filled a bamboo tube about the size of a bowl, spread the girl's legs, and forced the tube deep into her vagina. The girl screamed and struggled, trying to pull the tube out but unable to. The six Mongol soldiers then lit a thin thread, and with a deafening boom, the girl screamed two or three times before falling silent. Her vagina had been blasted open, her vagina and anus torn apart, her internal organs spilling out. She struggled a few more times and then died.

Xu Tie remained indifferent. After the fall of Fancheng, countless women were raped and murdered, nailed alive to walls, forced into incestuous relationships, or had their breasts and genitals cut off. Xu Tie, once a notorious womanizer, only truly witnessed the various tragic and pitiful deaths of women after the fall of Fancheng.

"Reporting to the commander, we've captured fifteen more Han women! How about we interrogate them?" Several Mongol messengers rushed in excitedly. Xu Tie was overjoyed: "Well done! You've done a great job!" Just then, a cold laugh shook the eaves: "Hahahaha, you little flower thief, you haven't changed your ways! You're still here capturing women to play with!" "Senior brother, do you think this little flower thief dares to come out? What if he runs away?" "Junior brother, is there any chance he can escape? Will he be in our hands?" Hearing these three voices, Xu Tie broke out in a cold sweat.

A woman's scream rang out, and a white object flew towards them. Xu Tie dodged it instantly. The object landed on the table, shattering it into pieces. Only then did they see the naked corpse of a young woman, her legs spread wide. The bluish-purple finger marks on her two large breasts were quite conspicuous. Her genitals were wide open, forming a huge black hole, yet not a drop of fluid flowed out; they were utterly dry. This woman had delicate features, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth. It was none other than Wanyan Ying, the female swordswoman known as the "Western Beauty of the Desert." Her death was utterly gruesome; her long legs were spread wide, revealing her loose, open genitals in a very indecent manner. It was clear that whoever killed her was no benevolent person.

After the woman's body was thrown in, three dark figures flew in with lightning speed towards Xu Tie. Xu Tie was originally a master of hard qigong, but because he had been having intimate relations with Master Chen and was alone, he was subdued by the three men before he could even resist. Only then did he see their appearance clearly: the three men were wearing kasayas, their heads were shiny, and their faces were fierce. "Could you be the famous Shi Kong, Shi Xing, and Shi Fa among the Eight Vajras of Shaolin in the Western Regions?" Xu Tie sighed. "Since we're all working for the Mongols, why kill each other?" "Kill each other?" Shi Kong laughed. "When have we ever considered you one of our own? You're just a lecherous thief!" "Lecherous thief?" Xu Tie said coldly. "I've heard that you three are the most notorious lecherous monks. Was the one you just threw in the first to rape and then kill?" "No, no!" Shi Xing clasped his hands together. "We just happened to run into that female benefactor. My senior brother, being kind-hearted, wanted to engage in dual cultivation with her, but she not only refused but also insulted the three of us.

So we had no choice but to absorb her inner energy and let her experience the suffering of birth, old age, sickness, and death." At this point, the three Tibetan monks lewdly laughed. "Yes, yes, let's let her try giving birth. My senior brother's head just happened to be inside her body for a while, so her cultivation level is quite high now," Shi Fa laughed, explaining how he drained Wanyan Ying's internal energy and then had Shi Kong forcefully insert his head into Wanyan Ying's lower body, torturing her to death. "Perhaps we can join forces," Xu Tie thought, filled with contempt and displeasure. "Join forces? With you? Too bad you're a dead man!" Shi Kong said, and the three of them exerted a little force, and with a few crisp sounds, Xu Tie's meridians were severed, and he collapsed dead on the spot.

The screams of the women outside the door were incessant. The three of them went out to look and saw that the dozen or so young women they had just kidnapped were lying dead on the ground, a scene of utter carnage. Some girls had their legs spread apart, blood everywhere, and their intestines spilling out of their private parts.

Some girls had been stabbed through their vaginas and out of their mouths by a monk's staff, dying on the spot. Some girls were naked from the waist down and nailed to trees with a monk's knife.

Some girls had a dead, naked Mongol soldier on each side, the three impaled together by a monk's knife, the two dead soldiers' penises still inserted inside the poor girls. The perpetrators of these tragedies—five bald, robed Tibetan monks—were taking turns raping a woman who was still breathing, barely clinging to life. She was Xiu Niang, the leader of the Qing Nu Sword Sect, a small sect sixty miles outside Fancheng.

Four of the five men held down the embroiderer's hands and feet, while the remaining man used his fingers to tease her genitals. The embroiderer's inner strength had been drained by the five men, leaving her completely powerless and trembling like a leaf. At only twenty-something years old, she already managed a small sect escorting goods around Fancheng. At this moment, the embroiderer pleaded in anguish, "Please, don't kill me, please!" The five monks didn't answer. The monk who was teasing the embroiderer continued to thrust in and out. The embroiderer moaned incessantly, "Ahhhhh, no... Ahhhhh, don't kill me, please ahhhhh!" Her genitals sprayed with fluid. The monk's two fingers quickly became four, thrusting in and out, and finally, it became a fist, moving in and out of the embroiderer's body. "Ahhhhh... It hurts... No, it hurts so much... I'm going to split open, it hurts so much... No, please, no!"

The embroiderer cried out, looking desperately at the five men, while the three monks inside came out: "Shichen, Shichi, Shitan, Shiwu, Shijing! What are you five playing at? Let's play too!" The three monks leered and approached the embroiderer. One of them took off his robe and offered his penis to the embroiderer.

"Eat!" Shikong shouted. The embroiderer immediately opened her mouth wide, letting Shikong's penis slide into her throat, very obediently. "I never thought the leader of the Qingnu Sword Sect would be such a lewd piece of trash, what a waste of a good-looking face," the three monks were very displeased. The embroiderer sucked hard, enduring the rubbing of his fists against her lower body. Eight monks took turns toying with the embroiderer for a while. Then, Shi Kong found a monk's knife and slowly inserted it into the embroiderer's vagina. "Please, don't kill me! I'll do anything you want!" the embroiderer cried, her hands and feet pinned down. Her prized Qingnu sword was cleaved in two by the knife. Her eyes were red from crying as she watched Shi Kong's knife slowly penetrate her. "Please, don't kill me! Please, you're making me feel so good! Please!" the embroiderer pleaded again and again. Shi Kong, with a kind and gentle expression, said, "Alright, I'll grant your wish." He removed the knife from her vagina and began to play with the embroiderer again with his fingers. "Ahhhhh, so good! Ahhhhh, please do it again!" the embroiderer moaned softly, grateful to have survived.

Shi Kong's fingers quickly transformed into fists, thrusting rapidly in and out. The embroiderer, a young girl, had already relaxed her lower body from their stimulation, and the rapid, relentless rubbing of his large fists quickly aroused her. Her nipples hardened, her clitoris became engorged and hard, and her vagina grew increasingly itchy from the rapid friction.

The embroiderer felt like she was about to climax; her whole body was itchy and numb, as if she were about to enter a paradise. Shi Kong's hands moved faster and faster, while the monks on either side licked her ears and nipples—sensitive areas—with their tongues. The embroiderer felt wave after wave of climax, moaning repeatedly, her lower body continuously spurting out white fluid. Her body writhed, her large breasts swaying, her eyes rolling back as if she might collapse from exhaustion at any moment. However, just as her body writhed again and again, and her lower body spurted out white fluid, she heard Shi Kong coldly say:

"Now you've climaxed, haven't you? Satisfied? May you climax forever."

With a flash of cold light, the long dagger was halfway into the embroiderer's lower body. "Ahhhhhhh!" The embroiderer's groans turned into desperate screams. The sudden, excruciating pain in her lower body, combined with the tingling, pleasurable sensation throughout her body, caused the dagger to pierce her uterine wall, pass through her intestines and stomach, and plunge deep into her abdomen.

Driven by the agony, the embroiderer struggled desperately, gripping the hilt of the dagger, trying to pull it out, but the slightest touch sent waves of pain through her body. "Ahhhhhhh! Don't kill me! Ahhhhhh! Please, save me!" The embroiderer writhed and screamed in despair, blood gushing from her lower body. "Walk back yourself, we're letting you go," the eight monks laughed heartily. "Ahhhhhh!" the embroiderer cried out, being lifted up and dragged forward by the eight men, each step excruciatingly painful.

Blood flowed like a stream from her lower body onto the ground. "I can't go on, save me, please!" the embroiderer pleaded, clutching the hilt of the knife and pulling it out with all her might. After three pulls, the embroiderer steeled herself, spread her legs, and slumped to the ground. The entire dagger, hilt and all, plunged into her lithe body. A small pool of blood appeared where she sat. The embroiderer screamed, blood gushing from her mouth and nose, and died instantly.

The eight Tibetan monks grinned as they pulled the dagger from the embroiderer's lower body. The blade was covered in her blood. The monks used the dagger to cut off the embroiderer's pair of fair, full, and rounded breasts from her corpse. They then spread her long legs, dug out her vulva, vagina, and uterus, stuffed them into their cloth bags, and walked away with lewd grins.

[The End]

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