Ragnarok Online 3.0

Prologue

: "Sister, why do you say that every woman dressed in a comb is a work of art?"

"There's no standard answer to that question, because every woman's answer is different. You'll have your own answer when you grow up."

"Well, sister's already grown up, do you have an answer yet?"

"Me?! I think I'll have one soon."

"Then when will you have one?"

"Silly girl, of course, when sister wears a comb." ————Excerpt from the Zhao Sisters'

Chapter in the Volunteer Special Issue. This is a white forest of flesh composed of vibrant female bodies. A fleet of fourteen special trucks, fully loaded with naked female bodies, hurriedly drove towards this sea of white female bodies. Before the trucks even stopped, dozens of strong young men surrounded them, chatting happily as they skillfully unloaded the cargo—except that what they were handling were snow-white, soft female bodies. From the time the fourteen trucks stopped to the completion of unloading, only five minutes had passed. Due to the time constraint, the beautiful, soft, white female bodies were simply stacked together. After the truck convoy sped away, the young men leisurely sorted and arranged the vibrant "goods," grouping ten similar women by height and build, and inserting the wooden combs that pierced their bodies into adjacent round holes. Because it was a repetitive task, the young men were extremely efficient, and a small patch of new female flesh forest quickly merged into the vast, sprawling main forest. Just as the young men were about to take a moment to admire this unique forest scenery, another convoy of trucks hurriedly appeared at the edge of a new flesh forest… At this moment, within the continuous forest of female flesh forest, two beautiful girls were taking pictures with a camera. Judging from their remarkably similar figures and appearances, they seemed to be sisters. The younger one, about sixteen or seventeen years old, was slender, youthful, and graceful, wearing a light gray sailor uniform common among female students, a short skirt, long white stockings, and ordinary black leather shoes, which, combined with her slender, fair legs, made her look like a delicate female version of a Barbie doll. Beside her was her older sister, around twenty years old, dressed in the typical "career woman" style. She wore a deep-necked women's blouse paired with a black, tight-fitting mini-skirt. Her figure was extremely tall and curvaceous, with full, high curves in all the right places and slender, delicate areas in the right places. In general, the older sister was mature and intellectual with a first-rate figure, while the younger sister was youthful and lively. Although not fully mature, her exquisite curves were already beginning to take shape. "Just take some photos and videos for reference, don't wander off again. Let's look around here and then hurry up and find Princess Ruolan and the others. The princess repeatedly told us that this forest is big and deep, and we shouldn't wander off, but you like to act alone, and now you've gotten separated." Zhao Min'er put her arm around her younger sister Zhao Ling'er's slender waist with a hint of reproach, but then affectionately pinched her cheek a few times. "Sigh...I...know...sister..." Ling'er feigned indifference, deliberately using a soft, dismissive tone. Then, her eyes lit up as she pointed to the nearby female body, exclaiming in surprise, "Hey? Sister, look! This forest seems to have just been erected! This woman is still alive! And those others over there, they're already impaled on logs, yet they can still wriggle! And the sister next to you with the ponytail, her eyes are still moving!" "Ling'er," Zhao Min'er solemnly pointed out her sister's mistake, "Although they haven't died yet, they are sacrifices offered to the gods, completely different from the ordinary women outside who have been impaled. Their sacrifice is incredibly glorious and noble, so be careful how you address them." Seeing her younger sister nod in apology, she continued to explain, "These sacrificial offerings all have excellent figures and top-notch appearances, which is why they stood out in the rigorous volunteer selection process. And, it's said that only virgins with no romantic history are assigned to the live puncture area. Sacrificial offerings made in the live puncture area, as long as the puncture goes smoothly, can last for a while on the comb." Seeing that her younger sister still seemed a little confused, Zhao Min'er patiently continued, "Actually, to solve the problem of insufficient processing capacity, the sacrificial garden started using semi-automatic puncture machines to replace manual punctures two years ago. A good puncture machine can puncture quickly and accurately, while also reducing damage to the internal organs of the sacrificial offerings from the comb. For example, our Zhao family's DK766 semi-automatic puncture machine is a model specifically designed for the sacrificial garden; sacrificial offerings punctured by that machine can generally last two to three hours." "Oh! It's that machine that the super hot Duo'er was endorsing. She looked so beautiful when she was being pierced. Especially when the comb came out of her mouth, it was so beautiful! So exciting! Our PE teacher used this video as a case study when explaining the principles and procedures of piercing. But why make them... uh, I mean, sacrifices, endure it for so long?" "There are many reasons, but the most important is the need for sacrifice. Offerings to the gods naturally have to be the best and most outstanding! Besides physical attributes like figure, appearance, and talent, tenacious vitality, endurance, and willpower are also extremely important. The longer one can endure on the comb, the more it proves the offering's excellence." Zhao Min'er gently stroked the still-breathing offering beside her, with a hint of envy and admiration. "On the other hand, the offering pierced by the comb also hopes to endure as long as possible. First, to fully prove its excellence; second, to fully enjoy the glory and pleasure of the sacrifice." Seeing her sister's agreeing gaze, Zhao Min'er couldn't help but continue her discussion: "Besides, piercing machines aren't just used here; they're used in all walks of life. Many users hope that the woman being pierced can endure as long as possible. For example, in the military, when they offer sacrifices to the heavens, there are primary and secondary offerings. The commander-in-chief is the primary offering, treated with live piercing, and then the female soldiers are beheaded..." "Oh, Ling'er understands. The longer the main offering lasts, the more female soldiers can be processed, right? "Yes! The entertainment industry also frequently uses piercing machines. Look at these days, which press conference doesn't pierce a few female celebrities? If you were them, wouldn't you want to last longer? It's your last chance to become famous! And the catering industry uses them the most. Of course, they want their main dishes, grilled and pierced, to last longer, proving the quality of the ingredients and giving customers a double enjoyment of sight and taste." "Yeah, yeah, even the school's shabby cafeteria uses piercing machines on-site now! Last time, that annoying dean of students was pierced alive. I didn't expect her to be dressed so properly on the outside, but actually naked underneath! The PE teacher was shocked when he took her clothes off!" "Alright, alright, you crazy girl, what did that dean of students do to you? Come on, tell me, what brand of piercing machine does your school use, and how long did that dean of students last?" " Hmm... Everyone was hungry at the time, so we carried her into the kitchen right after the puncture... But... the PE teacher said that to last longer, the puncture machine is secondary; it mainly depends on the person being punctured!" Ling'er smiled slyly. "For example, you, sister. If it were a beautiful woman like you, who exercises and practices martial arts every day, being pierced on the comb, Ling'er is sure that you would last the longest among all the sacrifices." As she spoke, the girl looked at Zhao Min'er's tall and hot body with ill intent. Zhao Min'er blushed upon hearing this, but a surge of heat seemed to be surging within her body, and countless climax scenes of puncture experiments flashed through her mind. She couldn't help but scold, "Go away! You crazy girl, you really..." "Hey! You two little girls! Why aren't you reporting to the assigned processing area? What are you doing here?" A rough, hoarse, and old man's voice rang out from behind the girl, rudely interrupting Zhao Min'er's words.

The two sisters, born into a wealthy family, had no intention of paying attention to such a vulgar and unreasonable man, especially since he was half-naked, covered only by a rubber apron often worn by executioners. However, this unremarkable old man in his fifties persistently blocked their path, his lecherous eyes filled with a mixture of amazement and lust.

"We were invited by Princess Ruolan to visit. Who are you? Judging by your attire, you're probably an executioner, aren't you?" Zhao Ling'er tilted her head, sizing him up.

"What a beautiful pair of sisters. Are you two volunteers?" the lewd old man said, glancing at the surrounding grotesque figures.

"Yes! Yes! My sister and I both signed volunteer agreements, so of course we're volunteers!" Zhao Ling'er reacted quickly, seeing the lecherous old man's misunderstanding, she simply accepted the misunderstanding, even proudly puffing out her chest.

Zhao Min'er, of course, understood the lecherous man's plan and was also aware of Ling'er's little scheme. However, she was a meticulous person and thought things through more deeply. Since they hadn't signed a volunteer agreement, they weren't volunteers! Zhao Min'er quickly weighed her options, then pretended to be somewhat surprised and glared at her sister.

"That's wonderful. I'm Lu Boxing, the specially appointed expert and supervisor here, kind of an executioner. But a very professional, kind, and responsible executioner. I was just inspecting this newly erected grove and found that we were missing two sacrificial offerings. Using you two sisters would be perfect." The old man who claimed to be Lu Boxing and the supervisor of the sacrificial garden clearly noticed Zhao Min'er's odd behavior, but he smiled happily, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the two of them.

"I'm sorry, Supervisor Lu, my sister is being naive. We sisters are representatives of the Zhao family from the capital, here to visit... no," Zhao Min'er hurriedly explained.

"No need for explanations! Since you're volunteers, you have the obligation and responsibility to be sacrificed at any time! This time, I'll personally handle it and guarantee you'll become sacrifices comfortably!" Lu Boxing interrupted Zhao Min'er again rudely.

"Wow! You've got quite the nerve! Looks like you're really in charge. Of course, Ling'er is willing to be a sacrifice!" Ling'er cheered excitedly, but then became somewhat dejected, "But, my family won't allow it!"

"Shh! Girls, keep your voices down." Looking at the young men still busy in the distance, Lu Boxing put a finger to his lips. "If your families won't allow it, we can do it secretly. Look, this forest of flesh stretches for over ten kilometers, all made by piercing beauties like you with combs and standing them up. Uncle will pierce you and stand you up in this forest too. As long as Uncle doesn't say anything, who can find you two among millions of sacrifices? No one will know!"

Seeing the two sisters somewhat tempted yet hesitant, the old lecher quickly added fuel to the fire: "This is a rare opportunity for you. While no one's around, Uncle has the time. Look, even the combs and the spots are ready, perfect for piercing you both. Hehe, don't miss this chance!" He glanced sideways at the two sisters, then looked at the surrounding sacrifices, feigning surprise, and said, "Don't you think you're not good enough?! Not as good as these sacrifices?"

"There's no piercing machine here." Although the older sister, Zhao Min'er, complained very softly, it sounded particularly loud in the quiet forest of flesh. Seeing Lu Boxing's smug smile and her sister's surprised and delighted expression, Zhao Min'er knew she had let something slip, and her fair face immediately turned bright red with embarrassment.

"Hahaha, don't worry, your Uncle Lu's bare-handed piercing skills are absolutely first-rate. You're the older sister, so I'll deal with you first." Lu Boxing grinned wickedly, grabbed Zhao Min'er's hand, and then began to tear open the collar of her blouse. "Come on, let's hurry!"

"Ah!" Zhao Min'er suppressed her voice, weakly struggling, trying to stop him with her hands, but Lu Boxing took advantage of the situation, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into his embrace. At the same time, her short skirt was torn off in an instant. In the man's strong arms, the strong masculine scent wafted over her, making her involuntarily weak and powerless.

"Hehe, sister's legs are so white!" Ling'er had practiced martial arts and fitness with her sister for many years, and seeing her sister clumsily resisting in Uncle Lu's arms, she naturally understood.

Lu Boxing quickly tore off Zhao Min'er's tattered shirt, then unhooked her pink strapless bra, completely exposing the Zhao family's eldest daughter's firm and round breasts to the air.

Despite Zhao Min'er's hot figure, she was still a genuine virgin. Now that her time was about to come, she finally closed her eyes in embarrassment. In fact, she was somewhat conflicted. Like most women, she longed to be a sacrifice, but her status as the eldest daughter of the Zhao family did not allow her to do so. At the same time, she also knew that once she was made into a sacrifice, Ling'er would definitely follow in her footsteps. Zhao Min'er had no choice but to twist her body against her will, trying to break free from Lu Boxing's embrace.

"Hehe, judging by the color of your nipples, you're still a virgin. No wonder you're not too willing." Lu Boxing wasn't satisfied with his prey's struggle. He pulled Zhao Min'er back as she tried to leave with one hand, while the other slid up her right breast, stroking the adorable rosy nipple at the top. "However, Uncle will definitely not treat you badly. Come on, try this. It'll be great when you deflower her later."

Lu Boxing pulled a bottle of red medicine from his rubber apron and casually placed it nearby. Then, he sat down on the ground with Zhao Min'er in his arms, his left hand still around her slender waist to prevent her from moving around, while his right hand reached into her pink lace panties to explore her intimate area. While indulging in pleasure, he whispered in Zhao Min'er's ear, "Miss Zhao, you're not a volunteer, are you? It's alright. Someone as young and beautiful as you, with such a hot body, it would be a shame not to be a sacrifice. Today's encounter is probably arranged by the gods. You are destined to be a sacrifice. Understand? Don't think about identity or responsibility anymore. I promise: I will definitely put your beautiful body on the comb. The condition is that you cooperate with me obediently. You're a smart girl, listen to me, first spread your legs a little wider, why are you clenching them so tightly!"

Perhaps Lu Boxing's words had an effect, or perhaps Zhao Min'er had run out of strength, in any case, her legs, which had been tightly clenched just now, were now limp and wide open. Lu Boxing kissed Zhao Min'er's face several times with satisfaction, and then began to take off the cumbersome lace panties. An expert in this area, he deliberately slowed his movements, using only one finger to hook the edge of her panties, letting the rolled-up pink fabric gently and slowly slide down her slender, delicate legs towards her ankles. At the same time, he declared in a domineering tone, "Your body doesn't need it anymore..."

Zhao Min'er leaned softly against Lu Boxing's chest, her face burning red. She crossed her arms to cover her exposed crotch, but secretly watched as her panties were slowly removed. Finally, the "pink allure" lingerie she had specially commissioned from Lanwei Women's Pavilion for over 300,000 yuan was crumpled into a ball and thrown far away by Lu Boxing. As the small ball of fabric landed silently, she felt a sense of complete relief.

“Indeed, I will never need it again. Even Zhao Min’er herself has become a sacrifice, so what use is it? Now I am merely an unfinished sacrifice. I believe that old lecherous man surnamed Lu will be eager to skewer me on the comb after he gets my body, and then…” Zhao Min’er glanced furtively at the surrounding sacrifices, “and then, I will stand here silently, like them, accompanied by countless other sacrifices. No one will know my name, my story, anything about me… All they will see and know is a beautiful, naked sacrifice… Perhaps… perhaps someone will discover my beauty, my uniqueness. They will see my most private, most shameful places between my open legs. Perhaps… perhaps they will even touch and admire my body… my breasts, my lower abdomen, my thighs—they are so perfect, so alluring. They will surely be captivated… But they will never know who this sexy, beautiful me truly is…”

Lost in thought, Zhao Min'er completely relaxed, letting Lu Boxing remove her hands from her private parts and spread her legs wider. Then, the man's fingers, smeared with aphrodisiac, slid between her legs, evenly applying the aphrodisiac to her pink labia. The already half-hearted Zhao family heiress abandoned her virginity's reserve, writhing and moaning involuntarily, as if succumbing to the aphrodisiac's power.

Lu Boxing, of course, understood the psychology of these noblewomen who feigned resistance; applying the aphrodisiac was merely an excuse, the effects wouldn't be immediate. Of course, for deflowering a virgin, a little aphrodisiac was definitely a good way to enhance the experience!

Now that his prey was ready, Lu Boxing, burdened with a responsibility, naturally couldn't refuse. He ordered Zhao Min'er to crawl on the ground, lifting her buttocks high above her head, and Lu Boxing, unable to contain himself any longer, pulled out his engorged penis. After a few simple grinding motions within the tender, pink crevice of her vulva, he roughly forced his way into the virgin's tight entrance.

With a soft "plop," his unstoppable penis pierced the thin hymen! Lu Boxing's thick, long penis was completely inside Zhao Min'er's body in an instant! He enjoyed the unique tightness and inexperience of a virgin while frantically kneading Min'er's breasts, his penis thrusting wildly and relentlessly. This combination of actions, combined from top to bottom, brought the newly deflowered Zhao Min'er to her first blissful climax in just a few minutes! A torrent of vaginal fluid mixed with her first blood gushed out, dripping down her long thighs, soaking a large area at her feet.

In truth, after her underwear was removed, Zhao Min'er had no resistance whatsoever. She truly believed that today's encounter was the will of the gods. So she indulged in the indescribable pleasure. Her own arousal, combined with the effects of the potion, allowed her to reach her first orgasm in a very short time.

Ling'er, who was watching from the side, was mesmerized, her eyes fixed on the point where the two were joined, her flushed face even more alluring.

"I'll show you a good show!" Lu Boxing winked at Ling'er. As he pulled out his thick, hard, blood-red penis, Zhao Min'er's throbbing jade gate suddenly spurted out a stream of fluid mixed with her virgin blood, which traced a colorful arc in the air before dripping onto the ground...

The usually elegant, intellectual, cold, and shrewd Zhao Min'er, her hands trembling as she supported her upper body, her pair of alluring, hemispherical breasts hanging in mid-air, swaying lasciviously, even her high-perched, round buttocks were unconsciously twisting and trembling...

Lu Boxing casually picked up a thick, long comb, kept Zhao Min'er in a forward-leaning position, then, after a slight aim, aimed the tip of the comb at her writhing pink jade gate and slowly pushed it in. When it reached the end of her vagina, he smiled wickedly, then suddenly exerted force, and the long comb penetrated a considerable distance into her body amidst Zhao Min'er's painful groans.

Mr. Lu Boxing, an expert in piercing procedures, was well aware of the various reactions women experience when piercing. Before Zhao Min'er could adjust to the pain, he temporarily stopped the forward movement of the comb and switched to short, rapid thrusts. The comb, thicker than any penis, quickly aroused Zhao Min'er's desire. Combined with the aphrodisiac, the accumulating sexual pleasure offset some of the piercing pain. Once Zhao Min'er was in the mood, Lu Boxing had Ling'er support her sister's upper body while he continued to smoothly insert the comb into Zhao Min'er's beautiful body.

When Zhao Min'er felt a tightness in her chest and a sweet taste in her throat, this founder of the Zhao family's piercing machine industry proactively raised her head, opened her rosy lips, and then the bloodied tip of the comb emerged from her mouth.

A dream once thought impossible had suddenly come true! Zhao Min'er stared in disbelief at the comb that had emerged from her mouth, its tip still stained with her own blood.

"This must be the comb piercing?! My lifelong dream. This time, Min'er can feel the pain! It really hurts! This time, the piercing is no longer a dream! It's real, Min'er's comb piercing, it's really come true!" Her mouth and vocal cords were completely blocked by the comb, and the excited Zhao Min'er could only talk to herself in her heart, "But, the feeling of being pierced by the comb is so strange. It hurts a little, but only a little more than when that old man deflowered me. It's more of a feeling of fullness and comfort, even more comfortable and fulfilling than when I had my orgasm just now... So this is what being pierced by the comb feels like! It's a pity I can't tell Ling'er about this feeling. But, that girl will soon be able to experience it for herself..."

Zhao Min'er, a genius in science and engineering, a top-level engineer in the kingdom, a 20-year-old postdoctoral mentor, chairman and chief engineer of Zhao's Precision Machinery Group, and a leading figure in the piercing machinery manufacturing industry. She had led the design of over twenty semi-automatic puncture machines and puncture auxiliary equipment across three major categories, and was a key figure in promoting the replacement of manual puncture with mechanical puncture. However, when such a talented designer was completely pierced through the body by a roughly crafted comb, her identity, her achievements, and her talent became insignificant. Whether it was her impaled on the comb or the executioner who pierced her, their concern was how to make such a beautiful female body into a sacrifice favored by the gods...

Lu Boxing skillfully sealed the dome of the comb piercing Zhao Min'er, then tied her hands behind her back, using her backless bra as a rope to carefully bind them, thus maintaining her upright posture and making her round breasts even more erect and high; he fixed her ankles to the comb with shackles, causing her legs to naturally bend and separate, fully exposing her labia and clitoris, which were tightly connected to the comb between her legs.

Because Zhao Min'er was tall and slender with a curvaceous figure, Lu Boxing had specially adjusted the position of the shackles to perfectly accentuate her alluring curves, especially her long, beautiful legs. He made her legs bend slightly at different angles, a small change that, like the finishing touch, transformed Zhao Min'er, shackled on the wooden comb, into a perfect work of art.

Clearly, the design for Zhao Min'er was very successful, and both Ling'er and Lu Boxing were extremely satisfied. Together, they lifted Zhao Min'er's still slightly writhing body and gently inserted the lower end of the wooden comb into the empty space within her fleshy area.

Finally, Lu Boxing gently kissed Zhao Min'er's left breast, then turned back with a smile to look at Ling'er, who stood there in a daze: "Look, isn't the sacrifice your sister made beautiful? Little sister, now it's your turn."

"The sacrifice made by my sister is really beautiful! Uncle Lu's bare-handed piercing technique is indeed amazing!" Ling'er was overjoyed upon hearing this, and obediently snuggled into Lu Boxing's arms, her delicate and sweet face full of willingness.

Lu Boxing untied Ling'er's sailor uniform but didn't take it off, just leaving it open, but lifting her short skirt up to her waist. Teenage girls are always particularly shy, and being completely naked would make them feel ashamed. He also didn't tear off Ling'er's pink bra, but only loosened the clasp at the back of the bra, so that the not-so-small cup size could not stop him from reaching in and fondling it. Zhao Ling'er's breasts were still cone-shaped; as a developing teenager, they weren't as full and rounded as her sister's, but the height of her breasts was already comparable. Her pink nipples were small and delicate, quite adorable, but much firmer to the touch than her sister's.

Holding Ling'er's virgin body in his arms, the unique fragrance of the young girl slowly filled his nostrils, and Lu Boxing was intoxicated. He decided to savor this throbbing youthful body.

Lu Boxing chose to deflower Ling'er from behind. First, he tied one of Ling'er's arms behind her back, then had her bend over and pull down her pink panties. Finally, he guided his thick penis from behind, slowly opening her virgin's jade gate. A blush of intoxication graced Ling'er's delicate and beautiful face; her cherry-like mouth opened slightly, softly uttering one seductive moan after another.

Just as Lu Boxing had predicted, Ling'er, like her sister, was an untouched virgin. With just a gentle thrust of his penis, he shattered the girl's hymen. As his penis slowly but frequently entered and exited, the continuous flow of virgin blood further proved her virginity.

Zhao Ling'er was only sixteen years old, and her still-tender vagina was particularly tight, yet it struggled to accommodate and swallow Lu Boxing's thick penis. Her youthful and beautiful body trembled and convulsed in the frenzied sex, her delicate eyebrows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, revealing her excitement and unease.

Lu Boxing was a sensitive man; while thrusting into Ling'er's tender flower path, fully enjoying the tightness of a virgin, he gently stroked Ling'er's soft face, calming and soothing her emotions.

"Ling'er? Ling'er? Is that you over there?" A seductive female voice came from nearby. A group of more than twenty beauties was slowly walking in from the outside of the flesh forest, laughing and joking. Leading them was a stunningly beautiful young woman with a hot figure. She wore a tight-fitting white silk cheongsam, which not only perfectly outlined her youthful and beautiful figure but also exuded a graceful and elegant aristocratic air. Perhaps the cheongsam overemphasized her sexy figure, making it easy to overlook her elegant temperament, so she added a beautiful silk shawl, which perfectly covered her long, straight neck and slightly bent arms, giving her a refined and tranquil appearance. This stunningly beautiful woman, both gorgeous and elegant, undoubtedly caught Lu Boxing's eye. Unfortunately, this charming young woman was a genuine royal princess—Dong Ruolan, the eldest daughter of the former Maple Dew Queen Dong Ting'er. This princess, hailed as the most charming, was as popular as Princess Dong Wan'er, who had sacrificed herself in the blood sacrifice; everyone knew her.

However, for a man, seeing something but not being able to have it is the most frustrating thing. Glancing sideways at these uninvited guests, Lu Boxing had no choice but to slap Ling'er's buttocks and thrust hard a few more times before casually withdrawing his penis from her body.

"Uncle Lu, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, little sister, it's time to pierce you. Come on, take off your clothes, and get into the same position as your sister just now."

Under Lu Boxing's command, Ling'er obediently raised her fragrant buttocks, letting the rough and sharp comb be aimed at her budding flower. Lu Boxing only hastily applied some aphrodisiac to Ling'er's labia before pushing the comb forward with force, the fist-thick tip quickly plunging into the girl's writhing jade gate.

The sudden burst of intense pain inside her caused Ling'er to let out a miserable scream, but the sharp and thick comb continued to push relentlessly into her body without any mercy.

"Manager Lu?! What are you doing?" A sharp shout rang out. Dong Ruolan, who was not far away, had obviously heard Ling'er's screams and hurriedly led a group of beauties over. "You?! How could you pierce Ling'er? Where's her sister?"

"Sister has been pierced through the comb by Uncle Lu. Ah! Uh!" It turned out that the blood-stained tip of the comb had been forced out of Ling'er's cherry-like mouth, leaving this innocent and lovely tall beauty only able to groan "woo woo."

At the moment Ling'er was completely pierced, Dong Ruolan's hands trembled. It wasn't that she was angry that Ling'er had been pierced alive in public, but rather that this scene had played out countless times in her dreams, only the beauty pierced through the comb was her, Dong Ruolan. Now, right in front of her, the heart-stopping scene of piercing with bare hands from her dreams suddenly appeared incredibly real and vividly before her eyes. The impact on Dong Ruolan was undoubtedly enormous. She almost begged this lewd old man to pierce her as a sacrifice!

Regardless of the turmoil of desire churning within Dong Ruolan, she maintained a composed demeanor on the surface, though she seemed to be escaping something. Dong Ruolan, who always adored Ling'er, ignored her groans and tears this time, instead admiring Zhao Min'er dressed on the wooden comb.

Dong Ruolan stood on tiptoe, stretching her snow-white neck for a closer look. This sacrificial offering, lying face up, her mouth and vulva bulging from the comb, truly was that cold, shrewd mechanical design fanatic, Zhao Min'er, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family! Unexpectedly, when Min'er removed her signature office lady attire and lay naked on the wooden comb, her figure, appearance, and temperament completely changed. They were clearly close, intimate sisters, yet now she required prompting and careful observation to barely recognize her. These are still my familiar good sisters. If...

Lu Boxing was designing the sacrificial offering for Ling'er when he saw that Dong Ruolan was more focused on Zhao Min'er. So he temporarily put Ling'er on the ground and introduced her like a treasure: "This older sister was a virgin before the piercing. She was a little shy and unwilling. I was afraid she wouldn't be in the right state during the piercing, so I applied some medicine to her genitals. She's still leaking fluid now!" As if to prove his achievement, he gently touched Zhao Min'er's clitoris. Although Zhao Min'er's beautiful eyes still held some shyness, her charming body was writhing under the influence of the aphrodisiac and lust. Her tender private parts tightly gripped the comb penetrating her, and her extremely dilated pink labia instinctively sucked on the rough wooden stick. Crystalline dew mixed with traces of blood was winding down the comb.

"Princess, look, this sacrificial offering has an excellent figure, expression, and temperament; she's truly a masterpiece. However, her physical condition is slightly inferior to yours. If Your Highness is willing to become a sacrifice, I guarantee: your body draped in the comb will be the focus of everyone's attention!" Lu Boxing, true to his nature, actually tried to persuade Princess Dong Ruolan to join this dense forest of flesh as a sacrifice.

Only those familiar with Dong Ruolan knew that this Princess Fenglu's personality was not as noble and elegant as it appeared; on the contrary, it was as fiery as her figure. Today, she had witnessed Miss Zhao's writhing body on the comb and Miss Zhao's protruding comb from her mouth, and the culprit was now trying to turn Dong Ruolan into a sacrifice draped in the comb as well! Everyone looked at Manager Lu with pity, as if he were looking at a dead man, silently awaiting Dong Ruolan's decision.

Perhaps it was a guilty conscience, or perhaps it was further persuasion? Manager Lu stood beside Dong Ruolan, greedily inhaling her fragrance while vividly recounting the events.

Dong Ruolan casually answered, though she acknowledged the old man's skill in piercing with his bare hands; she still hesitated about letting him actually perform the procedure. So she said calmly, "Alright, since they signed the volunteer agreement, then Manager Lu hasn't done anything wrong..." Dong Ruolan's

long, delicate eyebrows furrowed, as if she had made a decision: "However, Manager Lu, please note that the two young ladies from the Zhao family were invited by the royal family for a visit. In the future, in similar situations, Manager Lu should at least obtain their consent first! Understand? It must be their consent!"

"Uh, yes, yes, I think I completely understand what you mean." Lu Boxing's face showed some dissatisfaction, but he still humbly yielded.

Almost all the beautiful women present were slightly surprised, but quickly regained their composure. Someone started a chorus of applause, which gradually grew into a full ovation.

Dong Ruolan hesitated for a moment, hoping this not-so-great man would understand the implication in her words. Then she walked to Ling'er's side and, together with another stunningly beautiful woman, carefully inserted the comb into the round hole in the ground.

"Bless you!" Dong Ruolan tiptoed and gently kissed Ling'er's forehead…

The cold and shrewd eldest daughter of the Zhao family, Zhao Min'er, and the playful and lively second daughter, Zhao Ling'er, these two vibrant and beautiful sisters, were thus naked on the comb, becoming two sensual offerings.

As Manager Lu, still nagging Dong Ruolan, slowly walked away, the pupils of the hastily pierced younger sister, Zhao Ling'er, began to dilate, while the older sister, Zhao Min'er, stubbornly continued to wriggle gently on the comb…

Murong Meier's

Night.

The processing area, now eerily silent, was temporarily free of the daytime hustle and bustle. As dusk fell, the last volunteer of the day was pierced. However, due to the large number of volunteers added at the last minute, there wasn't enough time to place them all in the display area. So, nearly ten thousand pierced women were placed on metal supports, which were also neatly arranged in rows, until the entire sacrificial plaza became a white sea of naked female bodies. Even in the VIP area five kilometers away, that vast expanse of white flesh was still clearly visible.

On the third floor of the VIP hotel, a tall, slender, white-clad figure appeared before the large floor-to-ceiling windows, observing the scene in the plaza from afar with high-powered binoculars that had been set up beforehand. Everywhere she looked, there were naked female bodies pierced by wooden combs, lying side by side on neat metal supports.

Just as she adjusted her binoculars to get a clearer view, someone suddenly grabbed her hands and twisted them behind her back. At the same time, a familiar voice rang in her ear: "How does it feel to have your hands tied behind your back? Get used to it for now."

The restrained beauty nonchalantly freed her hands, continuing to adjust the binoculars while calmly saying, "Your hands are slender and dexterous, suitable for playing the piano, drawing blueprints, and writing novels, but not for this… That person's hands are rough and strong; they're meant to bind us."

"Thank you for the compliment! But… that person isn't qualified to bind us. If we weren't willing, even if he had ten lives, he wouldn't dare touch us…" The mysterious visitor intimately embraced the beauty's slender waist, pressing his red lips tightly against her ear. She said softly, "Actually, what binds us is our identity, our status, our power, even our beauty, but not that man's hand."

The woman in white was completely unconcerned about the visitor's "insolence," focusing intently on the beautiful scenery through the binoculars: "A very philosophical statement. But it still sounds like you're defending him. So, what do you think his hand is for?"

"Hmm... Since we are currently bound by rules and regulations, then... his hand is, of course, to release us."

"Ha... Your point is really interesting! It's a pity that the man is lustful, and seems to want to release... your body even more..." The woman in white chuckled and once again broke free from the visitor's embrace, turning around gracefully. She was surprised to see her friend wearing only a black bathrobe. "Mei'er, for such an important matter, you're not planning to wear a bathrobe, are you?" "

Why not? A bathrobe is so convenient. Anyway, I have to take it off, so it's convenient for me, and it's convenient for him too." The girl called Mei'er said softly in a coquettish tone, "It's convenient for that man to release... us... isn't it?"

"That's so typical of you, but I still need to dress up a bit."

"Oh my, my dear Ruo'er, what are you dressing up for at a time like this? With your amazing figure, you could easily steal someone's heart even in a bathrobe! Or... are you dressing up for that old lecher?!"

"Well, I guess so. His job seems like he's getting a great deal, but actually... it's all consensual. Dressing up nicely is my tip." Ruo'er blushed slightly, seemingly trying to avoid the topic, and turned to walk towards the bedroom.

"A tip?! Hmph, that old lecher isn't short of money. The reward we'll give him tonight is also incredibly precious..." Mei'er said with a hint of disdain and resentment. "That old devil is really getting off easy. Something I cherish is going to be ruined by him."

Seeing Ruo'er about to hide in the bedroom to get ready again, Mei'er said jealously, "Can't you get ready here? Every single piece of clothing you're wearing is designed by me. I know every single one of your measurements perfectly. What are you hiding? Anyway, we're going to be released tonight, so let's get used to it first and have a dress-up show. After all, I'm a great beauty."

"It's release, not unrestrained, and certainly not wild. You little brat, what's the rush..." Wearing a white bathrobe, Ruo'er still walked slowly towards the bedroom. "Once we're in that man's hands, we'll have a time to be completely honest with each other, completely honest with each other, with no secrets left."

"That sounds nice..." Mei'er rolled her eyes lightly. "Please hurry up. There are quite a few people interested tonight. We're already late, we need to hurry."

“I know, twelve have already sneaked out. Your cousin Xue’er is quite patient; she ran away ten minutes ago too. But I have a secret weapon, I guarantee we'll be…” Ruo’er blushed slightly, put her hands behind her back, and made a gesture of looking up at the sky. “So… good Mei’er, be a good girl and wait for me…”

Mei’er watched the bedroom door slowly close, seemingly hearing the sound of it being locked. She rolled her eyes again, completely abandoning any ladylike image, and lay down on the soft leather sofa, placing her long, smooth, and delicate legs on the small square table. She murmured, “That old lecher is always bothering you, but the way he looks at me is so fiery. He’ll definitely pierce me first. But… watching you being deflowered and pierced by that stinky man on the comb is a special kind of enjoyment…”

Bedroom.

Extremely shy, Ruo'er locked the door from the inside before relaxing and entering the dressing room. As she walked, she slowly removed her pure white bathrobe, completely exposing her beautiful, never-before-seen body to the full-length mirror.

Under the soft light, Ruo'er's delicate, fair, naked body appeared exceptionally beautiful and alluring. The thought of her body soon being pierced through the rough wooden comb made Ruo'er's breathing quicken. In this private space, she didn't need to suppress her desire to become a sacrifice, and could freely fantasize about her beautiful appearance as a sacrifice.

Ruo'er stood in the center of the full-length mirror, again tying her hands behind her back, while simultaneously raising her head and chest, imitating the way she would be pierced by the comb. Her already excited heart, coupled with the difficulty breathing while looking up at the sky, caused her two high, round breasts to heave joyfully, the two alluring rosy peaks shining like rubies…

In the living room,

a bored and helpless Mei'er waited. She first looked at magazines, but the frequent color photos of sacrificial offerings only fueled her impatience. Then she used binoculars to view the scenery, but all she saw were naked sacrificial offerings. Mei'er didn't want to be a mere spectator; she wanted to be one of them. Finally, Mei'er went to the full-length mirror, boldly pulled off her bathrobe, and began to admire her own body.

Exquisite and beautiful features, a tall and alluring figure—this was everyone's consensus about Mei'er. And now, completely naked, Mei'er was breathtakingly beautiful: fair skin with a rosy glow, full and high breasts, a soft and tempting abdomen, and round, pert buttocks… Mei'er's curvaceous body, paired with two slender and alluring long legs, was an absolute and fatal temptation! However, the ever-bold Mei'er wasn't satisfied with her existing beauty. Proudly, she spread her legs, displaying her alluring mons pubis and pink vulva to her reflection in the mirror…

Mei'er gazed at the sexy woman in the mirror, unable to resist lovingly caressing her own body, murmuring, "Such a beautiful and sexy body is rare even in the beauty-filled Sacrifice Garden. It must look incredibly alluring on the comb…"

However, it wasn't until two hours later, after the two women had finished preparing and secretly left the luxurious hotel, traversing the labyrinthine forest of female bodies, that they saw Lu Boxing and his signature lewd smile again.

At that time, Manager Lu Boxing was naked, with a dazed expression, cradling a long-haired head between his legs, clearly enjoying the girl's cherry-like lips. The lecherous old man, upon seeing the two women, widened his narrow eyes in terror and ripped the severed head off his penis, tossing it far away like a hot potato.

His slightly anxious face showed tension, because Ruo'er, who had come with Mei'er, was actually Princess Dong Ruolan of the Maple Dew Kingdom. It was impossible for Lu Boxing to be completely unafraid of the royal family, especially after being warned by Dong Ruolan during the day.

But now, the scene was a complete mess: vast pools of blood, a blood-soaked execution platform, eleven headless female corpses, plus a whole bamboo basket full of heads, not counting the three on the ground… enough to kill Lu Boxing several times over. They were all direct descendants of the most powerful and wealthy families on Blue Star, honored guests invited by the Maple Dew Royal Family, and all friends of Dong Ruolan—each a top-tier beauty.

The intelligent and quick-witted Mei'er, of course, knew what this lecherous and bloodthirsty old man was afraid of. She smiled charmingly and stepped forward, picking up the heads Lu Boxing had thrown on the ground. Brushing aside her disheveled hair, she revealed a beautiful and alluring face: "Ruo'er, I never imagined that Ouyang's golden-voiced Tian'er would only have a head left. I wonder which body among those corpses is hers. What do you think we should do with this murderer?"

"Mei'er, don't panic. Let me look around. Maybe I can recognize Tian'er's body." Dong Ruolan suppressed a smile and slowly walked to the pile of headless corpses. The once beautiful and noble socialites were now naked, casually piled together by Lu Boxing. Long, voluptuous legs and delicate, white arms were intertwined; between tightly embraced white bodies were tender breasts pressed into the shape of footballs. Only between the legs of each corpse, traces of blood and stains of semen still trickled out...

Eleven sexy and alluring headless bodies were piled up like this, yet it brought Dong Ruolan a strange and stimulating pleasure and an unparalleled shock. Feeling her private parts already throbbing with desire, Dong Ruolan had no interest in searching for Tian'er's body. She pretended to search for a moment, then said to Mei'er, "No, without her head, I won't recognize her."

Mei'er stroked Tian'er's cheek, but her thoughts were on Lu Boxing, that lecherous man, wondering if he would cut off her head and play with it too… She forced herself to suppress her racing heartbeat and feigned anger, scolding Lu Boxing, "You've already beheaded them, and you don't even know how to quickly turn these girls into sacrifices?

You're just busy doing lewd things." Dong Ruolan quickly chimed in, "Manager Lu, this princess will give you a chance to atone for your sins for Mei'er's sake. Don't miss it."

"Oh, okay, I'll do it right away." Lu Boxing responded to the princess's order with a very sincere tone, but he was too lazy to move. He knew perfectly well what the two girls were up to; they, like these eleven little sluts, had offered themselves up for him to penetrate!

First, there was Mei'er. It was obvious—who comes to catch a murderer in a bathrobe? "Upon seeing me, she even kicked off her shoes, clearly wanting to experience the pain of being pierced!"

Next was Dong Ruolan. Although she was wrapped tightly in a trench coat, she was actually naked underneath; the two protrusions on her chest had already betrayed her intentions. And what did "atone for one's sins" even mean? Why give me a chance to "atone"?

Seeing that Lu Boxing was only staring at them with a half-smile, but hadn't made a move, Dong Ruolan felt a surge of panic. She quickly looked at Mei'er with her eyes and asked, "He wouldn't want to kill me to silence me, would he?"

Mei'er returned her gaze with one of disbelief: "Silly Ruolan, we're here to be pierced, what are we afraid of?!" But the act was definitely ruined; he clearly saw through it.

Dong Ruolan thought for a moment and decided not to play anymore. After all, time was limited, and she definitely wanted to enjoy herself on the comb before dawn: "Alright. Manager Lu, Expert Lu, Uncle Lu, Ruolan apologizes to you. Twice, once during the day and once now. Please forgive Ruolan."

"Hehe, why aren't you playing anymore?" Seeing that Dong Ruolan took the initiative to apologize, which was undoubtedly her way of admitting defeat and indirectly announcing their fate, Lu Boxing naturally had to appear gentlemanly. So he pointed to the headless female corpses slumped under the execution platform and said, "Although Uncle really wanted to play this game of 'Little White Rabbit Scaring Big Bad Wolf' with you, they really should be on the comb now. Would you two beautiful ladies be willing to help?"

Seeing that things had been made clear, Mei'er and Ruolan stopped being mischievous. After exchanging a habitual glance, they readily agreed.

This was Lu Boxing's makeshift processing point, entirely done by hand. Naturally, there were no special supports for piercing female corpses. So, Mei'er and Ruolan held the naked bodies of the headless female corpses on either side, while Lu Boxing, of course, used a comb to pierce them.

With Mei'er and Ruolan's charming cheers, combs of varying thicknesses were repeatedly inserted into the private parts of different girls, then emerged from their severed necks. Eleven headless sacrifices, thoroughly pierced by combs, were quickly scattered and erected in the dense forest of flesh.

It must be said that although Lu Boxing was lustful and lecherous, his skill in piercing with his bare hands and his design of the sacrifices were truly extraordinary. Especially with the eleven headless sacrifices, he could always create a unique aesthetic based on their physical characteristics. Unbeknownst to them, his abilities had conquered the two proud women, who naturally accepted Lu Boxing's leadership and obediently followed his instructions.

To reward the two exceptionally talented young women for their hard work, Lu Boxing let them decide how to proceed. Mei'er chose live piercing without hesitation; as for whether to apply aphrodisiacs during the procedure, she left that to Lu Boxing. Dong Ruolan hesitated. She had initially considered live piercing, but after seeing her sisters' headless corpses, she considered beheading.

Mei'er understood Ruolan's concerns; she feared that leaving the head intact for piercing might lead to recognition as a sacrifice, which would be disastrous. Becoming a sacrifice secretly was not a respectable act and would severely damage the royal family's prestige, while a mysterious disappearance would leave no room for criticism.

Ultimately, Lu Boxing made the final decision: the alluring Miss Murong Mei'er would be live pierced and enjoy herself on the comb; the noble and charming Princess Dong Ruolan would receive the special treatment of beheading. Her headless corpse would be used as a sacrifice, and the severed head would be given to Lu Boxing to dispose of as he pleased!

However, deciding which to deal with first proved difficult for Lu Boxing. Both women were stunningly beautiful, similar in height, and possessed incredibly alluring figures. Murong Meier, nineteen, was naturally seductive, her every move exuding a deadly charm; Dong Ruolan, also nineteen, was the eldest princess of the Maple Dew Kingdom, radiating nobility and displaying an elegant and dignified royal bearing…

Each woman had her advantages, yet neither was willing to yield on this issue, leaving Lu Boxing in a dilemma—a truly difficult choice.

Finally, the charming and seductive Murong Meier played her trump card, boldly declaring that she was still a virgin! The scales immediately tipped in Meier's favor. Dong Ruolan, as a princess, was undoubtedly a virgin. Meier, with such a captivating figure, was still a virgin?! Lu Boxing found this highly improbable.

Mei'er glanced smugly at Dong Ruolan, then whispered in Lu Boxing's ear, "Uncle, you've deflowered countless women. Whether Mei'er is a virgin or not, you'll know once you try..." With that, she began to undress. Wearing only a bathrobe was indeed convenient; she didn't even need to undo the belt. She parted the hem, and a pair of firm, full breasts immediately sprang out, their rosy nipples swaying slightly, almost making Lu Boxing's eyes glaze over. By the time he came to his senses, the bathrobe had already slipped to the floor, revealing a naked, irresistibly sexy, perfect female body before him.

Mei'er seemed to be back in front of the dressing mirror in a luxury hotel, confidently and proudly displaying her beautiful body to Lu Boxing, actively and enthusiastically guiding his hands to explore her body.

Faced with such beauty, even a god would find it difficult to resist, let alone a lustful man like Lu Boxing. He gave Dong Ruolan an apologetic look, then greedily pulled Murong Meier's naked body into his arms, deliberately positioning her with her back to him so that she and Dong Ruolan faced each other, clearly wanting the noble princess to have a good look at the live sex show.

For Dong Ruolan, Mei'er's lightning-fast and unrestrained actions were somewhat difficult to accept. Almost instantly, her closest confidante was being roughly handled naked by a lecherous old man more than thirty years her senior, and Mei'er's status had shifted from the second young lady of the Murong family to a quasi-sacrificial offering awaiting processing. The Mei'er Dong Ruolan knew seemed to vanish along with the discarded bathrobe. Mei'er's pride, intelligence, and wit were all replaced in this moment by a sexy and alluring naked female body. Her long, beautiful curves, round, high breasts, flat, soft abdomen, and private, shameful vulva were now all laid bare before Dong Ruolan—and the girl even seemed proud and enjoying it!

Lu Boxing inhaled Mei'er's fragrance while gently kissing her cheek; his large hands wound around her arms, slowly climbing up her high, firm breasts, caressing them gently and then taking the pink buds atop the peaks into his fingers, tenderly playing with them…

Lu Boxing's incredibly skilled flirting techniques made Mei'er's entire body go limp, as if she were made of water.

Hearing the soft moans of the woman in his arms, Lu Boxing was no longer satisfied with just his hands and feet. He pulled Mei'er's body across his lap, and his mouth quickly occupied her left breast, sucking and licking, sometimes gentle and soothing, sometimes fierce and passionate, gradually arousing her deeply suppressed desire.

Unbeknownst to him, Lu Boxing's fingers had already quietly parted Mei'er's virginity, gently probing into her incredibly tight flower path. Silky, smooth fluids were gradually wetting the delicate inner walls, silently preparing for the impending storm.

Dong Ruolan, watching from the sidelines, though displeased that her friend had taken the lead, still gathered up the scattered clothes and spread them on the floor, preparing a "battle bed" for Mei'er's deflowering. If a connoisseur of luxury goods were present, their heart would surely leap out of their chest; those clothes, worth millions, were now being used as cheap padding.

Seeing Dong Ruolan's understanding, Lu Boxing freed a hand to gently stroke Ruolan's cheek a few times, a gesture of approval and reward. Dong Ruolan didn't seem to care much, only urging him with her eyes and gestures to hurry up and finish Mei'er, while simultaneously pulling a set of paper and pen from her trench coat pocket, clearly intending to draw Mei'er's posture and expression during her deflowering!

Lu Boxing understood immediately. He swept Mei'er's limp body into his arms, laying her alluring naked body back on the makeshift "battle bed" constructed from various expensive garments. He deliberately positioned her in a "spread-eagle" shape, allowing him to admire and play with her, while also ensuring Dong Ruolan had a clear view.

Once Dong Ruolan had finished sketching Mei'er's unrestrained pose, the proud princess signaled to Lu Boxing that he could proceed to the next step, playfully gesturing for him to proceed. Amidst Lu Boxing's arrogant, lewd laughter, Mei'er's deflowering feast began.

Lu Boxing, who could no longer contain himself, pounced on Mei'er with an exaggeratedly hungry tiger-like motion, only to be easily dodged by the clever girl. The impatient, lecherous old man, having missed his target, rubbed his aching chin and sat sheepishly on the "battle bed," complaining, "Little girl, don't be shy. Every sacrifice needs to be appeased with sex before being pierced. It's not like I'm deliberately bullying you. Look, you almost knocked your teeth out. Hmph... Mei'er, Mei'er, if I penetrate you this time but you don't bleed, how do you plan to compensate me?"

Mei'er, now aroused, gave Lu Boxing a seductive glance and then threw herself into the old man's arms, wrapping her snow-white arms around his neck, and said sweetly, "Then I'll be punished by not being able to be a sacrifice."

"That won't do. With such a captivating figure, such a charming face, such alluring charm, if you're not made a sacrifice, even the gods will be angry."

"Hmph, sweet talk. Didn't they say that sacrificial victims for live piercing must remain pure before being processed? No romantic relationships allowed, no loss of virginity! Hmph, if someone doesn't bleed, they're disqualified, aren't they?" Mei'er punched Lu Boxing with her hand in annoyance. "I don't know if it's a requirement from the gods, or if you executioners are just trying to take advantage!"

“Oh, my little darling, I was wrong, okay? Come on, lift your butt up a bit. Yes, that’s it, good!” Lu Boxing teased Mei’er while rolling up her bathrobe and placing it under her buttocks, making her vulva fully exposed. “Mei’er is so smart and clever, how could she be taken advantage of by a man? She must be the purest virgin. To be honest, the first time I saw you on TV, I wanted to pluck this flower from your vulva…”

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Boxing seemed to have noticed something. He patted Mei’er’s clean, hairless pubic area and asked with a strange laugh, “Did you shave it yourself, or is it a natural white tiger?”

Mei’er was about to answer when she felt a weight on her body. Lu Boxing was already on top of her, his slightly parted legs were roughly spread into a “I” shape, and her already wet vulva was gently pushed open by something hot… Mei’er immediately understood: she didn’t need to answer anymore; her virgin blood would prove it.

She closed her eyes, enjoying Lu Boxing's skillful caresses, but gently moved her hands from around his neck to his shoulders, thinking viciously: if this old lecher hurt her too much, she'd get her revenge on his shoulders!

However, the silently waiting challenger, though having opened the gates, hesitated to penetrate, and the legendary, excruciating pain of deflowering was nowhere to be found. Mei'er looked up curiously and immediately felt like she was befriending scoundrels. It turned out that Dong Ruolan had somehow produced a pair of pure white lace panties and was handing them to Lu Boxing…

This “adulterous couple” wanted to stuff the white panties under Mei'er's shapely buttocks, preparing to receive her virgin blood. Mei'er refused; if it were her own panties, she would let him have them, but someone else's, even a close friend's, was not allowed!

Of course, in the end, Mei'er's struggles and resistance failed. Apart from having a pair of panties under her buttocks, she could only obediently spread her legs wide and wait for Lu Boxing to deflower her.

This time, she didn't have to wait long. The burning hot thing was indeed thick, large, and scalding, resolutely forcing its way into her taut, soft flesh, quickly reaching her most precious hymen. Mei'er felt the scalding thing inside her retreat slightly, and then… pain! So much pain! Like being pierced!

Having anticipated this, Mei'er didn't hesitate, using both hands to carve ten bloody welts into Lu Boxing's back and shoulders!

Lu Boxing, too, cried out in pain from Mei'er's grip, yet still lingered on her tight, wonderful place, refusing to withdraw. Even though he knew perfectly well that what he had just done was rather harsh on a real virgin, he truly hadn't expected Mei'er to still be a virgin.

Seeing Mei'er in tears from the pain, Dong Ruolan and Lu Boxing unanimously agreed: apply an aphrodisiac! But before applying the drug, Mei'er insisted on seeing her own virginity, which was practically asking for trouble. To pull the fully inserted penis out of her deeply injured vaginal canal, Mei'er writhed in pain, moaning incessantly. Several times she tried to scratch Lu Boxing, but Dong Ruolan firmly restrained her hands.

Finally, after Mei'er, panting softly, checked her virginity, the aphrodisiac applied inside and outside her vagina began to take effect. The blood-stained panties, discarded like trash, were now used to guide Lu Boxing's burning-hot penis back into her body. With the aphrodisiac's aid, Mei'er's vaginal canal was well-lubricated. Although still incredibly tight, Lu Boxing's persistent efforts made it no problem.

Once the effects of the aphrodisiac had fully worn off, Mei'er was completely immersed in the pleasure and comfort of her first sexual experience. Even with the lingering pain of her deflowering, she and Lu Boxing put aside their past grievances and enjoyed themselves together.

When Dong Ruolan finished sketching Mei'er's deflowering, Mei'er was already in a doggy-style position, one hand supporting her body below, the other hand constantly stroking Lu Boxing's face above. Because of the downward position, Mei'er's breasts, due to gravity, perfectly displayed their shape. As the man behind her thrust more and more forcefully, her two jade breasts swayed back and forth, making Dong Ruolan's mouth slightly open and her eyes wide open.

Because the couple was mutually consenting and working together, and the man, being a seasoned veteran with countless virgins, Lu Boxing, under the influence of lust and the effects of the drug, quickly caused the young Mei'er to experience her first virginity! Her naturally alluring constitution led to powerful uterine contractions and vaginal spasms, not only gushing out a huge amount of vaginal fluid and virgin blood, but even forcing out the tightly packed penis... Completely unaware of her unique nature, Mei'er lay limp on the messy "battle bed," her pretty face flushed with desire as she softly moaned for a while before turning around to look at the dumbfounded Lu Boxing with tender affection.

At this moment, silence spoke volumes...

As the soon-to-be sacrifice to be pierced by the comb, the incomparably beautiful Miss Murong Mei'er was undoubtedly excited and thrilled. She only rested for a moment before struggling to get up and resuming the doggy-style position she had used during lovemaking. Of course, Mei'er's deliberate and conscious positioning wasn't for reliving the pleasure of sex, but rather a necessary step for the wooden piercing—a standard preparatory posture that all women must assume before being penetrated. Dong Ruolan, Murong Mei'er, and their close friends had all practiced diligently to ensure each woman's posture was perfect: her mouth, neck, chest, waist, and genitals were all in a straight line. Dong Ruolan also helped support Mei'er's body, ensuring her posture was correct and accurate.

Mei'er winked confidently at Ruolan, gave a playful smile, and simultaneously spread her kneeling legs wider, opening her vulva wide—clearly to facilitate the insertion of the wooden piercing. After confirming everything was ready, Mei'er tied her arms behind her back, beckoned to Lu Boxing with her finger, and said coquettishly, "You idiot, what are you looking at! Hurry up and tie me up!"

But Lu Boxing ignored her, still holding Mei'er's slender waist, and thrust his penis back into her exquisitely tight and soft place, pounding and fucking her wildly. The constantly moving penis caused her delicate labia to squeeze in and out repeatedly, stimulating Mei'er, who was preparing to be penetrated, to moan softly. Large amounts of vaginal fluid mixed with traces of virgin blood were continuously squeezed out of her jade gate.

After a long while, Lu Boxing finally ejaculated inside Mei'er with satisfaction. Having had his fill of pleasure, the old lecher lazily said with a blissful expression, "Silly girl, you're only wearing a bathrobe, not even a bra. What am I supposed to use to tie you up?"

Mei'er was furious. Her slender, nimble right hand pinched Lu Boxing's thigh several times before she huffed, "I just wanted to make things easier for you! Humph, no good deed goes unpunished! You get the benefit and then act innocent! Use... use the bathrobe's belt to tie me up, isn't that the same thing? Hurry up, stop dawdling."

But this lecherous old man always managed to infuriate Mei'er. Let him tie me up, let him take advantage of me—he'd already gotten the biggest benefit anyway. But this scoundrel was groping her while constantly nagging. One moment he complained that Mei'er was too unrestrained, not even wearing a bra, when according to custom, the hands of a sacrificial offering should be bound with the bra worn by the offering; the next moment he complained that Mei'er was too stingy, eager to be pierced as a sacrifice after only giving him pleasure once… If Mei'er's hands weren't already bound and her legs weren't forced to kneel, the hot-tempered woman would have definitely taught this gossipy old lecher a lesson!

Only the bystander Dong Ruolan understood that Lu Boxing was trying to distract Mei'er, so that her friend wouldn't be too nervous when being pierced. While comforting Mei'er, she smiled sweetly at Lu Boxing, thanking him for his silent gentleness and thoughtfulness.

Lu Boxing was pleased that Dong Ruolan understood his intentions. He gestured for her to support Mei'er's body, then selected a thick, long comb and went around to Mei'er's back. He first parted the girl's round, pert buttocks, then reached out and the rough, sharp tip of the comb accurately embedded itself into Mei'er's vulva, slightly opening the tightly closed slit.

Although the comb only penetrated a small section, Mei'er's vulva kissed and sucked the rough, sharp wood with unusual passion, and a large amount of clear vaginal fluid and crimson virgin blood quickly seeped into the crevice of the comb.

Lu Boxing, who had penetrated countless beauties, rarely saw such passion. He chuckled and said, "Little darling, it's about to begin. Ready... in!"

"Mmm..." The comb penetration that had once haunted Murong Mei'er's dreams finally began amidst her languid and soft moans.

The comb-wood piercing is one of the most painful piercing methods. Compared to the intricately crafted, multifunctional metal piercing rods, the comb-wood is simply made from natural wood. To ensure its strength is sufficient for piercing without breaking or splitting, all comb-woods are deliberately made thicker; simultaneously, to prevent the offering from slipping after being erected, the surface is rougher, with some extreme examples even retaining the rough bark to increase friction.

However, for Murong Meier, the pain of comb-wood piercing was not a problem at all. Besides the deflowering training she had undergone before the piercing, the afterglow of sexual climax and the satisfaction of her desires had diminished the physical pain. Coupled with the continuous stimulation of the aphrodisiac and the constant friction from the comb-wood surface, a continuous wave of pleasure surged through Meier's heart; she had no time to feel the pain.

As Lu Boxing continued to exert force, the comb-wood, penetrating deeper inch by inch, rapidly grew thicker and larger. Mei'er's delicate, pink vulva was quickly stretched to its limit, especially her two small, luscious labia, which tightly gripped the thick wooden rod. Her moist lips instinctively writhed and sucked against the rough wood, and even her round, white buttocks swayed slightly involuntarily.

Lu Boxing clearly thoroughly enjoyed Mei'er's ecstatic movements during the penetration, especially the moment she turned and smiled as the rod pierced her uterus—a fleeting moment of captivating beauty that left him wanting more.

Since Mei'er's performance was commendable, Lu Boxing naturally had to unleash his true skill. During the subsequent penetration, no matter how freely Mei'er swayed her waist and buttocks, the rod in his hand remained steady and firm, moving forward at a uniform speed, relentlessly and pleasurably penetrating her body. Even the most advanced penetration machinery couldn't match Lu Boxing's unique skill. While supporting Mei'er's body, Dong Ruolan watched with burning desire, already regretting her decision to behead her...

Unlike the scratching and clawing during her deflowering, Mei'er, pierced by the comb, appeared languid and alluring, as if enjoying a sunbath. From her small, cherry-red lips, she occasionally let out soft moans of pleasure. Her rosy face showed no sign of the pain of the comb piercing her intestines; she even had the leisure to discuss with Dong Ruolan whether or not to apply sunscreen after becoming a sacrifice. Until Mei'er felt a tightness in her chest and a sweet taste in her throat, knowing that the comb-like wood inside her was about to pierce her mouth, the nineteen-year-old Murong Mei'er hurriedly uttered a charming and smug last sentence: "The feeling of being pierced by the comb-like wood is really comfortable, very enjoyable. Ruo'er, you chose beheading, you've really lost out!"

After saying that, Mei'er thrust out her high breasts, raised her head to the sky, and opened her small mouth. The blood-stained tip slowly emerged from her mouth until the thick comb-like wood completely sealed Mei'er's cherry-like mouth.

A perfect piercing! Thus, Murong Mei'er, the second young lady of the Murong family of the Maple Dew Kingdom, completed the transformation from girl to woman, and from woman to sacrifice in just one hour!

Dong Ruolan, who had already completed two sketches, picked up her brush again to draw. This time, Lu Boxing made the pierced Mei'er kneel on the ground. As Ruolan's brush moved swiftly, Mei'er's snow-white, delicate skin, rosy and exquisite face, high and full breasts, slender and supple waist, flat and soft abdomen, round and firm buttocks, long and sturdy thighs, and the thick and long comb that completely penetrated this perfect female body were all imprinted in the painting.

"A sacrifice made from Mei'er is truly sexy and beautiful, an absolutely exquisite work of art," Dong Ruolan exclaimed, giving her last painting to Lu Boxing.

Taking advantage of Lu Boxing's absence while he dug a space in the flesh forest, Mei'er, now a sacrifice, gave Dong Ruolan a cooperative look with her expressive eyes. However, Dong Ruolan smiled slyly, her mischievous expression making even the newly made sacrifice feel a little scared...

Sure enough, at Dong Ruolan's suggestion, Lu Boxing opted for a more distant location in the flesh forest. This was not what Mei'er wanted; she wanted to enjoy the scene of Dong Ruolan being deflowered, beheaded, and even made into a sacrifice by Lu Boxing from a high vantage point! Dissatisfied, she deliberately wriggled on the comb, occasionally swaying her towering breasts, her expressive eyes constantly signaling to Lu Boxing. However, the fickle old lecher only had eyes for Dong Ruolan now, not glancing at Mei'er once more.

Ten minutes later, the sacrifice, formerly known as Murong Mei'er, was sealed with a dome, shackled, and her final design completed. Princess Dong Ruolan and Lu Boxing, the head of the sacrificial garden, worked together to erect the wooden post, slowly and gently inserting it into the newly dug round hole.

At this moment, Mei'er, held high by the wooden post, was still immersed in the glory of becoming a sacrifice, still intoxicated by the pleasure of being pierced. However, as her life rapidly faded, the moment she breathed her last was also the moment she lost all her unique characteristics. Her name, her past, her personality, her thoughts, her emotions, her joys and sorrows—everything about her would be replaced by this extremely sexy, naked body clad in the wooden post. From then on, this body would be called—a sacrifice.

A sacrifice needs no name, no thoughts, no past, and no uniqueness. A perfect sacrifice should be no different from the sacrifices around it. The same face up with the wooden post in her mouth, the same naked body with her arms tied behind her back, the same legs wide open and her vulva exposed… Sexy, beautiful, mysterious—this is a sacrifice, this is what a sacrifice truly is.

"Sigh, what can you do when someone's already become a sacrifice..." Watching Lu Boxing intimately embrace Dong Ruolan as they turned to leave, Murong Meier, the world-renowned pianist, romance novelist, realist painter, and chief lingerie designer of Lanwei Women's Pavilion, thought sourly. In the midnight

episode of Dongfang Xue'er's story

, Dongfang Xue'er, from the Lanfang Dongfang family, walked alone in the sacrificial garden square, surrounded by a vast sea of naked female corpses. As a distinguished guest invited by the Fenglu royal family, she naturally had ample freedom of movement. However, her purpose in coming here late at night was to hope, like the Zhao sisters, encounter a skilled executioner, and then, half-heartedly, be impaled on a wooden stick, becoming a beautiful sacrifice placed here.

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