Daughter's body

This was originally categorized under a side story, but a friend suggested changing the title, so I gave this part a separate title: Mercenaries—a group of people who sell their lives for money. In times of war, some individuals with professional combat skills did emerge, but most mercenaries were from the lower rungs of society. It's difficult to say they possessed adequate, professional combat skills; they often relied solely on brute force to survive in this era. Among the city-states of the Green River region, many kingdoms and duchies struggled to maintain large standing armies, thus favoring mercenaries. This led to the creation of countless mercenary groups, large and small. These groups, with their changing employers, often saw yesterday's allies turn into today's enemies, especially smaller groups unable to choose their employers.

"Damn it, we can't get through! It's those watchdog sisters again!" On the battlefield, two mercenary groups, each hired by a different client, were locked in a fierce battle. One side was the top-tier mercenary group, "Dragon's Will," while the other was a coalition of four small and medium-sized mercenary groups. Although they outnumbered the Dragon's Will, they were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly defeated in a short time, with many killed in the retreat.

Amidst the rout, a beautiful female warrior with long black hair, clad in military attire, stood in the middle of the line, wielding an axe-spear to intercept the pursuing enemy. Her long-handled axe-spear wielded deftly, carving a fissure in the enemy ranks like a Valkyrie, single-handedly slowing their advance. After felling seven or eight enemies, she effectively halted their advance. Behind her was a fordable river; those who crossed it would likely survive. She stood guard at the river's edge, preventing the enemy from getting close.

However, although the infantry did not advance, arrows flew from the enemy lines, tracing arcs in the air, all aimed at the fleeing soldiers behind the female warrior. Many were about to cross the river when they were shot dead on the spot.

"Everyone, keep running! Don't look back! I'll hold them off here!" Suddenly, a wide magical barrier appeared in front of the river mouth, blocking the second wave of arrows. A black-haired mercenary mage, who looked very similar to the female warrior wielding the axe-spear but was even more beautiful, was setting up the magical barrier and struggling to maintain it.

"They think they can stop our Dragon Will Mercenary Group by themselves? How arrogant!" A heavy knight wielding a sharp axe rode his horse and charged towards the female warrior in front of the river. Facing the charge of the heavy cavalry, the female warrior simply assumed a slashing stance and calmly met the attack. Sure enough, after only one round, the heavy knight was cut down from his horse by the mercenary female warrior with her axe-spear. Immediately, the mercenary group in the distance erupted in commotion, many preparing to rush over in a frenzy to avenge their comrades, but were stopped by the command.

"Enough. There's no need to continue losing our brothers for such a small mercenary group." Ironically, as one of the most powerful mercenary groups in Green Water River, Dragon Will had absolutely crushed their opponents on this battlefield, suffering fewer than a hundred casualties. Yet, in a mere pursuit, they had been slaughtered by a female mercenary warrior, who had killed nearly ten of them. From a results standpoint, this was a completely unnecessary loss.

Thus, the commander calmly issued the order to retreat, then watched the female warrior wielding an axe-spear cross the river, supporting her sister as they departed, a look of admiration and sympathy on his face. "

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mercenaries! I spent so much money, and you were so easily routed?" Prince Midhan of the Valist Duchy glared angrily at the mercenary group representatives who had fled back in disarray. "After such a defeat, you won't get a single penny from here, and I will hold you accountable for the damage you've done to our military prestige!" "Your Highness, please investigate. The enemy was the Dragon's Will Mercenary Group. We were simply no match for them." Of the four mercenary groups Midhan had hired, only the 'Watchdog' mercenary group had preserved its strength, entirely thanks to its leader, Yoget, and his two daughters standing behind him. The taller, straight-black-haired older sister, with a stunning figure but a cold expression, was named Fia. Her younger sister, Fina, a few years younger, had long, flowing black curly hair and looked more sophisticated.

"Damn it! What did you say when you accepted my commission? This failure isn't just a defeat for your mercenary group; it's also a huge loss of face for my duchy! I demand compensation!" Faced with Prince Midhan's unreasonable demands, the already disastrous defeat of the mercenary group was like adding insult to injury. After all, the Duchy of Valiste was the core of the entire Lothar Alliance; angering the prince meant the mercenary group would be unable to survive within the entire alliance.

"Please forgive us, Your Highness. We truly have no ability to compensate you." Yogt was a middle-aged man and the leader of the Watchdog Mercenary Group. As the name suggested, this mercenary group was actually a third-rate group, generally only capable of taking on menial tasks. The current leader, Yogt, was not a man of great talent or ability; he was an opportunist and sycophant. The only reason he had led the mercenary group to where it was now was because he had two beautiful and loyal daughters.

"How about I let my daughters sleep with the Prince for a few days as compensation?" Yoget, with a fawning smile, pushed his two daughters in front of the obese Prince.

"Father!" the younger daughter, Fina, cried out in dissatisfaction.

"I noticed them earlier. I didn't expect you to have such beautiful daughters." Midhan's greedy eyes lingered on his two daughters, especially the younger one, who was more to his liking.

"Yes, and they're my own. My two daughters are quite seductive. If Your Highness is satisfied, that would be wonderful. Fia, Fina, hurry up and take off your clothes so the Prince can see how seductive you are." Before the Prince could speak, Yoget urged from behind.

"Father, how could you do this!" the younger daughter gritted her teeth and said weakly. The shameless words and actions of the mercenary leader only fueled the arrogance of others, and everyone present was now staring at the two sisters.

"Understood, Father." The eldest daughter, Fia, spoke first. Tall and beautiful, Fia coldly removed her military uniform piece by piece under everyone's gaze, revealing her snow-white and sensual body.

"Sister..." The younger daughter, Fina, watched with sorrowful eyes as her sister, taking their father's shameless command for granted, obediently stripped naked like a doll, standing beside her with a face full of shame. She could only grit her teeth and, like her sister, slowly remove her mercenary robes, standing there naked except for her boots.

"As for figures, the older sister is better, with longer legs and a more perky butt. Come on, turn around, put your hands behind your head, spread your legs, and let me see your hole down there." "

But the younger sister has bigger breasts, and her demeanor is a bit like those court magicians, a bit of a socialite.

Come here, put your hands on the table, then lift one leg and put it on the table." Midhan and his ministers pointed at the two sisters, making them perform various humiliating and shameful actions, and made lewd comments. During this time, the two sisters could only endure the humiliation. The younger daughter turned to look at her father for help, but at this moment, her father's eyes were full of pleading for the prince's forgiveness.

"I've gone a bit too far lately. I'll only take one of these sisters, the younger sister with bigger breasts. I'll return her to you after I've had my fill of playing with her for five days, as compensation for your mercenary group, is that alright?" Midhan finally settled on the younger sister, who had a more noblewoman's demeanor.

"No, not just five days, ten days is fine too. My daughter, please, Your Highness, have your way with her as you please. Anything goes, even the most extreme tastes are fine, as long as Your Highness doesn't hold our failure against us." The pleading expression on the leader Yoget's face made the two sisters lower their heads deeply.

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"Looks like your sister is more popular. If she weren't a bit more seductive, we'd be in big trouble." On the way back, Yoget seemed quite dissatisfied that Fia hadn't caught the prince's eye.

"I'm sorry, Father," Fia replied obediently. Although she possessed formidable combat power, under her father's strict upbringing, Fia had become his puppet, a tool for his personal gain. Even his position as mercenary leader was obtained by selling his own daughter's body. To gain the support of his members, he offered his eldest daughter to them for free, letting them play with her until they were satisfied. By then, Fia was barely recognizable, covered in semen. After that, she spoke less and less, her expression growing increasingly cold.

"Damn Yoget! He abandoned us and fled!" Suddenly, mercenaries from other groups surrounded them, cursing. In reality, almost everyone on the battlefield had been completely crushed by the Dragon Will Mercenary Group's charge. However, in the chaos, no one understood what was happening, and only the Watchdog Mercenary Group had preserved the most strength and received the Duke's pardon, which only fueled the resentment of the other groups.

Two men lunged at Yogt with spears, but in the next instant, Fia, wielding an axe-spear, stepped in front of her father. She first tripped the first man who charged, then struck the other with the handle of the axe-spear, knocking him to the ground.

"If you dare to attack again, I won't be polite," Fia coldly said, pointing her axe-spear at the fallen man. It seemed that only when she held a weapon was she the fearsome Valkyrie she was on the battlefield.

"You dare let your daughter show off here, Yogt! You'll never get help from my mercenary group again!" the man knocked to the ground by his eldest daughter, Fia, shouted.

"Us too! From now on, you Watchdogs can go solo!" another mercenary leader cursed. As a third-rate mercenary group, Watchdogs lacked the strength to independently handle high-paying jobs. Without funds and reputation, they couldn't expand, forever living up to their name as menial tasks for others. That's why four second- and third-rate mercenary groups had joined forces to accept the Duke's commission, but they hadn't expected to encounter the truly powerful Dragon's Will, and were utterly defeated in one battle.

"Stop, Fia! What are you doing to my old friends in the mercenary group?" Sensing something was wrong, the father pulled his daughter away and apologized to his colleagues. His humble demeanor made even his eldest daughter, Fia, turn her head away.

"How about letting this shameless daughter of mine play with you for a few days, as a way of making peace?" Yoget, who was apologizing to his colleagues, suddenly made this suggestion.

"Father!!" Even the usually obedient and aloof Fia couldn't help but protest, but after being glared at by her father, her instinct for obedience made her lower her head.

"Oh, that's not bad. Although she's a bitch the king didn't fancy, she's quite beautiful in our eyes. A Valkyrie on the battlefield, naked and letting our men fuck her, that's a pretty good idea." The accompanying mercenaries immediately started fantasizing about Fia's curvaceous figure. "Really? It's great that you guys can take a liking to a dog like her. Fia, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and take off your clothes so they can see how slutty you are." The father didn't care about his daughter's feelings and kept urging her. So, the eldest daughter Fia could only lower her head helplessly and, under the lewd eyes of the mercenaries, slowly take off her military uniform, exposing her slender and voluptuous body to everyone's lewd gaze.

"Oh, such a beautiful woman, and the Prince didn't even notice her? Those breasts, those legs, they're making me hard. Yoget, you've really raised a fine pair of daughters, so capable and so skilled, hahahaha!" The man lewdly surrounded Fia, who was bowing her head and covering her body with her hands. "Weren't you so good at fighting before? Now you're obediently stripping naked and letting us touch and fuck you as we please?" "Fia, you're not allowed to resist. They are old friends of our mercenary group. We'll need them in the future. We can't offend them, understand?" The father not only didn't help his daughter but also condoned his companions' even more unrestrained insults.

"Yes... Father..." Fia, who had just been a little proud while protecting her father, lost her spirit again. Like a puppet, she released her hands from her body, letting the mercenaries grope her naked body at will.

"Your daughter is truly remarkable, no wonder she's the daughter of Watchdogs." The mercenaries mocked the father and daughter, one of them fondling Fia's buttocks and playing with her large breasts as he led her away to his mercenary group for his amusement.

Watching his daughter being taken away like a plaything, the father, Yoget, even breathed a sigh of relief, as if his daughter had solved a major problem for him.

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Five days later, the younger daughter, Fina, returned to her father Yoget's mercenary group's quarters in a carriage from the prince's mansion. Thanks to the sisters' valiant efforts, the mercenary group hadn't suffered significant losses, and the prince didn't demand compensation. Instead, he gave them an extra reward for their contribution, allowing Yoget to recruit even more mercenaries. Although a shameless and despicable man, Yoget possessed an exceptional talent for managing a mercenary group. He was adept at using limited resources to navigate between different factions, and under his leadership, Watchdogs had barely managed to climb from a third-rate mercenary group to a second-rate one.

As for encountering the supreme Dragon's Will, it was simply bad luck.

Inside the mercenary group's main tent, leader Yogt was examining a map on the table. He had recently received a new commission from the Duke. This time, Yogt was determined to thoroughly investigate the situation and avoid a direct confrontation with a powerful mercenary group like the Will of the Dragon.

"Fina, you're back. Has the Duke been satisfied with how he's treated you these past few days?" Seeing his daughter return, the father merely glanced up before continuing to study the map.

"Father, is this all you ask me now that I'm back?" Thinking about how the obese Duke had toyed with and abused her these past few days, the younger daughter, Fina, felt nauseous and exhausted. In the eyes of that high and mighty Duke, a mercenary group's daughter, no matter how beautiful, was nothing more than a bitch. These past few days, the Duke had treated her like a dog, making her walk around naked in the garden while being ridiculed by the court sorceresses.

"No, I'm so happy you're back. Look, the mercenary group has more members now than before. Come here quickly and help me look at the map. This time, I'll listen to your sisters' opinions and won't clash with mercenary groups like the Dragon's Will again." In their father Yoget's eyes, using his daughters as tools for personal gain was commonplace, and he felt no remorse whatsoever.

"Father... Where's my sister? I haven't seen her." Seeing her father like this, the younger daughter, Fina, with her more expressive eyes, had tears in her eyes.

"Your sister, those mercenary groups were dissatisfied with us in the previous battle. I sent your sister to apologize to them. She's been in their hands for the past few days and hasn't returned. You'll see her in a few days." Seeing her sister's plight, Fina couldn't help but shed tears. She knew best what her sister meant by "apologizing." In the private gossip among their fellow mercenaries, the two sisters were nothing more than watchdogs for the mercenary group, especially the older sister, Fia, who was nothing more than a sex toy to be played with at will. Many, many mercenary colleagues had vented their frustrations on her.

"Hmm, you smell nice. Did you wash up at the Prince's?" Suddenly, the father smelled a fragrance emanating from his daughter.

"Yes, I washed myself at the Prince's." Being a young girl, Fina was quite clean, so she washed herself with the hot water there before leaving the Prince's residence.

"Very good. It's been a while since I've enjoyed your body. Come here and serve your father." The father ordered his daughter without any hesitation. "

But Father, I'm your daughter." "

Your mother is gone. As her daughter, isn't it only right that you serve me in her place? Besides, this isn't the first time." The father, Yoget, shrugged, walked to his daughter's side, and then forcibly stripped off the clothes she hadn't been wearing for long.

Fina lowered her head and sobbed softly, but faced with her father's brutality, she offered no resistance. She simply stood there, letting him strip her clothes off and then wantonly fondle her tender body. From a young age, the sisters had been subjected to indoctrination and training that had made them accustomed to their father's deviant behavior.

Besides, Yoget was their father, and in this war-torn era, the sisters, alone and helpless, had no relatives to rely on but their father. No matter what, he was their father; it was this twisted belief that had sustained them through their subservience.

Their father's erect penis stood before them, and the younger daughter, Fina, resignedly took it into her mouth. This was something their mother, a noblewoman, had originally done. She had married their father, a commoner, given birth to the two sisters, and died shortly afterward. However, both sisters had witnessed their mother doing the same thing to their father when they were young. Being too young, they didn't understand why their mother agreed to such things. They only knew that after their mother's death, their father instilled in them the idea that they should replace her, serving and obeying him.

After performing oral sex on their father for a while, the increasingly aroused Yoget picked up his daughter, made her sit on his lap, and thrust his penis deep into her body, pumping repeatedly. While feeling his daughter's tight vagina and warm body, and kneading her full breasts with one hand, Yoget, as a father, suddenly had an even more perverse thought.

"Fina, I want a daughter. I suddenly thought, how about you help your father have a child?" His words plunged Fina into despair.

"Father, I'm your own daughter!" Fina cried, questioning her father.

Yoget didn't respond, seemingly deep in thought, but he was probably considering the consequences of getting his daughter pregnant. However, it wasn't long before Yogt temporarily forgot about the incident and continued his passionate thrusting into his daughter's body, enjoying the warm, fragrant skin.

A few days later, the younger daughter, Fina, saw her sister, Fia, in the camp of the accompanying mercenary group. Fia was ravaged beyond recognition, covered in semen. The younger sister clung tightly to her sister, who resembled a semen doll, and wept in her arms.

"Sister, when will Father treat us better...?" Fia, the mercenary warrior, and Fina, the mercenary mage, were the twin sisters of the Watchdog Mercenary Group, and also the group's signature bitches. They had become tools for their biological father, the group leader Yogt, to expand his influence, operating in the Green River area.

[The End]

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