Soldier's Revenge

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Inside Archbishop Margaret's military prison, a strange fragrance permeated the tents, a seductive aroma that made the air increasingly damp and alluring. However, this stimulating scent only affected the inquisitors, wielding holy whips and draped in sheer veils. For the captured Carter and his companions, the entire tent was a scene of torture. The inquisitors, with a holy yet seductive smile, precisely lashed their holy whips at the men's most sensitive testicles. Each lash was accompanied by the men's agonizing screams.

"No, stop there! I... I repent!!!" Under this sacred interrogation, the men utterly succumbed to the female inquisitors' tyranny, pleading for mercy repeatedly. But the female inquisitors merely exchanged smiles, showing no sign of stopping.

"You keep saying you repent, but your penis is still hard." The female judges looked at the man's still erect penis with disgust, but what man could remain unmoved by such alluring beauties, especially with the fragrance in the tent further fueling his lust?

"This, I can't control myself, please, put on some clothes, or get rid of this fragrance, ahhhhhh, it hurts so much, you bastard, wait, wait for

me, when I get a chance, ahh ... Besides the fanatical followers, Margaret's army also included a large number of men who had utterly submitted to the Inquisitors' whippings. These poor men, though still able to conceive, were forever rendered impotent, becoming complete cripples. These cripples were then assigned weapons and used as cannon fodder in Margaret's army.

"Damn it, you actually killed my brother!!" Carter lay flat on the ground, and like the other men, under the influence of the Inquisitors' lewd bodies and the fragrance within the tent, his penis, though in excruciating pain, remained uncontrollably erect. The leader of these Inquisitors, the blonde Grand Inquisitor Modena, was pressing the heel of her white, sacred high heels against Carter's penis, arching it into a shape.

"No, soon you'll be like other men. When your ugly genitals can no longer get hard under the cleansing of the Holy Light, you'll surrender to the Holy Light and become His Highness the Archbishop's eunuchs." Modena, like a queen, stepped on Carter's penis while looking down at him with an air of superiority.

"Damn it, you women, what do you take men for! Are you still virgins? Never been touched by a man?" Carter was both angry and anxious, losing his temper and mocking her.

"Touched by a man? What a joke! We are messengers of the Holy Goddess, judges of the Holy Light, how could we allow you filthy men to touch us?" Modena said in a pious tone.

"So that means you really are virgins who have never been touched by a man, huh? Hahaha, what a bunch of pathetic wretches!! You haven't even experienced being fucked." Carter retorted.

"No, you're wrong. We, the messengers of the Holy Light, can find comfort without men like you." As if to prove a point, Modena released the penis she had been pressing on Carter's shaft, then turned and took a dildo from a nearby wooden shelf. "Just like this, we can find comfort without men like you."

"Is that so? Then let me see!" Carter provoked her again, while secretly rubbing his hands against the rough wooden pole behind him, trying to break the ropes binding his hands.

"Hmph, you have nowhere to escape anyway, so what's wrong with showing it to you?" Modena, with her queenly aura, completely despised men, but at the same time, she didn't want to show weakness in front of this man. She was more than happy to prove that they could find comfort without men, and that those men were only fit to be their slaves and servants.

So, the beautiful Grand Inquisitor stood before Carter, then spread her large, white legs, revealing them to the man. The thin veil covering her body could not conceal her alluring vulva, but instead made her appear even more seductive and lewd.

Meanwhile, the Grand Inquisitor slowly inserted the dildo into her own genitals and began to masturbate.

"Look, this thing is thicker, bigger, and more pleasurable than any of yours," Modena's voice grew increasingly intoxicated. One hand stroked the dildo back and forth, while the other embraced her breasts from left to right, beginning to tease herself. At the same time, her subordinates ceased their torture of the men, and only the sounds of the female inquisitor masturbating echoed in the tent.

...

Having won a battle during the day, Margaret's army was in a relaxed state of rest. However, no one expected that a group of light knights would arrive swiftly under the cover of night, with Edsa and her personal guard leading the charge. Then, the female archers drew their bows and unleashed a rain of flaming arrows, setting the surrounding tents ablaze.

"Hahaha, burn them all, burn them all!! Hahahaha!!" Amidst the hissing of flames, the girl's shrill laughter rang out. Adela, riding a light cavalry, led her personal guard, hacking and slashing their way through the surrounding camps, quickly creating chaos.

"Margaret's tent is over there, hahaha, I've got this battle in the bag." In fact, all of this was part of Adela's plan, including the daytime defeat, which resulted in Carter and his country mercenaries being captured by Margaret's army. Based on her understanding of Margaret's army, she knew that the High Inquisitor Modena would perform a holy light baptism that night, filling the camp with men's screams, making it easier for her light cavalry to charge in and create chaos. Her only goal was the tent of Archbishop Margaret.

However, just as Adela was about to shoot an arrow at the Archbishop's silver tent, a beam of holy light shot towards her from the left like a meteor.

"Yes, a person?" With lightning reflexes, Adela leaped from her horse. The figure punched the horse, sending it flying. The horse crashed to the ground, thrashing about, unable to rise; clearly broken bones, it was dead.

"I misjudged. I apologize. I didn't intend to kill indiscriminately, as it violates the will of the Holy Goddess." A black-haired priestess slowly approached, enveloped in golden holy light. Though dressed in traditional priestly robes, the tight cut accentuated her large, round breasts. Throughout, the priestess never opened her eyes.

"Who dares to obstruct me?!" Enraged, Adela drew her black magic sword and charged towards the busty priestess. Her attack, infused with magical sword energy, was about to strike the priestess when, in the next instant, the priestess caught Adela's sword with her bare hand, enveloped in holy light. Then, with a twist, she severed Adela's forearm.

"This woman is so strong?" Adela quickly launched a powerful kick, a beautiful horizontal strike aimed at the priestess's abdomen. The kick landed, but the priestess seemed to be wearing armor, sending Adela flying.

"Who are you?" Adela asked, somewhat embarrassed, clutching her hand that had been pinched.

"My name is insignificant; I am merely a lowly servant of the Holy Goddess. However, if you wish to harm the Goddess's representative, then I shall have no choice but to become your enemy." The priestess, with her eyes closed and a composed smile on her face, raised her fists and assumed an attack stance. Judging from her movements, she must be a martial artist skilled in physical combat.

"I've heard that Archbishop Margaret has several close associates, each a powerful priestess and a devout follower of the Holy Goddess. High Inquisitor Modena is still punishing soldiers in her tent, and you must be the High Inquisitor, Grace of the Holy Light." A black-haired borderland swordswoman emerged from behind Adela. "Miss Adela, leave this to me. You continue your search for Margaret." "Oh?" The busty priestess called Grace slightly raised her head, a look of surprise on her face. "I didn't expect anyone here to recognize me."

"Grand Inspector Grace rarely shows herself, but rumors say she's the strongest warrior under Margaret's command. Judging by that attack just now, I'm sure it was you." The female swordsman strode forward and bowed to her in the traditional greeting of her homeland, showing her respect before the battle. "I am Qing Xihua, from the borderlands. I am currently the swordsmanship leader in the army of Shadow Lady Olivia. I may be unknown and without hope, but I have considerable experience in swordsmanship. I welcome your guidance." "

Not at all. Under the guidance of the Holy Goddess, it is indeed exciting to meet a swordsman like you. Foreign swordsman, feel the power of the Holy Light with your body." After saying this, Grace closed her eyes, but in the next instant, golden light burst forth. A strong wind surrounded her, blowing her hair and tightening her already tightly covered breasts. Then, with a soft shout, she took a step forward, her fists enveloped in holy light, and charged straight at the female swordsman before her. "

...

I'm...I'm about to climax, ahhhhhh!!!" Inside the tent of High Inquisitor Modena, Modena finally reached climax through masturbation. After a series of excited screams, the priestess stood up, somewhat limp, and looked at Carter with the eyes of a victor.

"So, we don't need you filthy men at all. Just be our slaves." Just as Carter watched Modena turn around, her smooth, full back and buttocks facing him, but he was powerless to do anything, the panicked voices of soldiers rang out outside.

"Fire! Someone's attacking the camp!!" Hearing the soldiers' shouts outside, just as Modena was about to put on her original priestess robes, a bald, burly man suddenly rushed in from outside the tent and slammed into Modena, sending her flying.

"Who is this guy? He just barged in like that." Modena sat on the ground in pain, barely managing to stand up. Standing before them was a bald, burly man with a fierce-looking face, followed by a group of mercenary-looking men who charged in armed.

"Brother Keith??" Carter recognized the famous female hunter at a glance.

"Hey, Carter, what happened to you?" Keith was momentarily stunned by Carter's disheveled state.

"Be careful, these women are dangerous. They're Margaret's Inquisitors," Carter warned immediately.

"What kind of Inquisitors are naked, with exposed breasts and only a thin, transparent veil?" Keith tilted his head, his muscles bulging as he assumed an attack stance. At that moment, Modena suddenly rushed forward, her snow-white thighs in high heels unleashing two beautiful flying kicks. The sharp soles of her shoes tore through Keith's skin, while her whip, glowing with holy light, lashed down at Keith's chest, instantly knocking the bald, burly man to one knee, barely managing to stay upright.

"What's wrong with this woman?!" Keith was caught off guard, especially by the holy whip in Modena's hand, which had a special effect on men. A single lash sent a jolt of pain through Keith, as if his soul had been ripped out. At the same time, the other priestesses yelled and brandished their whips, attacking the men who came at them.

Margaret's inquisitors possessed unique personal skills; though clad only in sheer veils and holy whips, they overwhelmed Keith's companions in a single exchange.

"These women... there are cuts on their high heels!!! Damn it, I've been cut!!" "What is that whip, ahhhhhh!!!" The men, facing these sexy, naked priestesses, were immediately at a disadvantage. However, in terms of numbers, the inquisitors were far outnumbered by Keith's men, and their advantage quickly crumbled.

On the other hand, although she had overpowered the bald man with a surprise attack, Modena had also taken a heavy blow from him. Combined with the exhaustion from her earlier orgasm, she was now panting heavily, her strength waning.

"What's wrong with this woman?" Keith was still in shock. He had absolute confidence in his physical strength, but the woman's whip—the kind of pain that burned even his soul—made it difficult for the burly man to stand.

Finally, Grand Inquisitor Modena straightened up and rushed forward, lashing Keith's massive chest once more with her holy whip, knocking him to the ground. The woman sneered. This was a holy whip personally blessed by the Archbishop of Holy Light, possessing absolute restraint over men. She believed no man could resist kneeling before her holy whip.

"Sorry, a bald, muscular man like you doesn't suit my taste. Die under the divine punishment of the Holy Light!" Modena, who had been stepping on Keith's chest with her white high heels, was about to raise her whip when she was suddenly struck hard from behind, falling to the ground in a sorry state. Then a man pinned her down from behind.

"Damn woman, finally got her chance!!" Carter, who had been secretly cutting the ropes, finally seized the opportunity and attacked from behind, pinning Modena to the ground. The Grand Inquisitor's voluptuous and beautiful naked body struggled beneath the man, but was held down and unable to stand.

"Let me go! What are you doing? Do you know who I am? How dare you treat me like this! Ah!!" Modena screamed and struggled while being pinned down, but her previous injury and orgasm left her exhausted. Carter forcibly twisted her hands behind her back, and then the man tied them with rope.

"Let me go, you filthy man!!" Modena launched a powerful kick with her snow-white thigh, striking Carter squarely in the chest. Carter, enduring the pain and drawing blood, used brute force to twist Modena's leg behind her back, then further up until her entire leg was pressed against her back, her high-heeled foot pressed against the back of her head, and then tied to her neck. With only one leg remaining, Modena was finally powerless to resist.

Around her, her subordinates were surrounded by a large number of female hunters. Several judges were also forced to the ground and bound by the hunters.

"Hehe, finally caught him. Your high heels are really powerful; they kicked this guy's crotch to pieces in one go." A mercenary pointed at the man lying on the ground, his genitals blown apart. "But it's a pity I still managed to tie him up. That ass, and that fleshiness... are all the priests of the Holy Goddess this horny?" "Can't wait any longer, let me have my turn first..." On the other side, a burly man grabbed another judge and forcefully spread her legs, then began to have sex with her in public.

The whole scene was chaotic. Just then, the torches around lit up, and it turned out that Margaret's slave soldiers had surrounded them. Margaret's army generally believed in the Holy Goddess religion and regarded women as superior, so men had a relatively low status. In addition to brainwashed fanatics and eunuchs whose souls had been drained, the archbishop's army also had a large number of cannon fodder troops. These men were forced to the battlefield by female cadres of the Margaret Church in the name of the Holy Light, serving as cannon fodder in the army.

Because Margaret's doctrines were far too radical and differed greatly from the Holy Goddess religion previously worshipped by the Great Kingdom, these men were unwilling and lacked the will to fight. Just as they gathered around, they were stunned to see the once high and mighty Inquisitor, especially Modena, Margaret's right-hand woman, being captured in such a humiliating manner.

"Don't come any closer, or I'll kill her..." Carter instinctively wanted to threaten Modena with her life, but when he stood naked before the crowd, his hands bound behind his back, one leg tied behind his head, all eyes were fixed on the Grand Inquisitor's voluptuous body. At that moment, Carter immediately realized he needed to change his approach.

"No, cough, everyone, open your eyes wide! I've caught Margaret's Grand Inquisitor, the woman who used to be so high and mighty, oppressing you all. Look at those huge breasts, that ass and those legs, don't you want to fuck her to your heart's content?" Carter hadn't actually put his pants on, already feeling a bit embarrassed by his large penis, but he used it for this moment. Hugging Modena from behind, Carter thrust his penis directly into the woman's vagina.

"You, how dare you, ah!!!" Modena cried out in agony, her snow-white, voluptuous body struggling under the man's violence.

"You've never been touched by a man before, so that means I'm your first man?" Carter, now consumed by revenge, wrapped one arm around the Grand Inquisitor's waist and used the other to forcefully press her beautiful legs behind her head, pressing the heel of his high heel tightly against the back of her head. Modena, standing on only one leg, was forced into this position, the thrusting of the man's penis making it difficult for her to maintain her balance. She was almost helplessly held by Carter in a one-legged stance, completely shattering the image of the usually noble and sacred Grand Inquisitor Modena.

"Don't do that! It's too deep! Don't go so deep! Ahhh!!!" The first time she had been penetrated by a man's real penis, coupled with Carter's intense hatred, each thrust reaching deep into her honeypot, brought the Grand Inquisitor immense shame and pleasure.

"Look, your Grand Inquisitor is being fucked by me from behind, naked ass. What are you waiting for? You

've had enough of Margaret's army, haven't you? Join us, and everyone can pin these Inquisitors down and fuck them—no, fuck them however you want! We'll take them back to our camp and fuck them like bitches, from day to night, every single day. Everyone gets a chance. Doesn't that excite you?

Brothers, stand on my side. Look at these tits, this ass, and these lewd moans. The choice is easy, isn't it?"

Carter, in his excitement, unleashed a speaking prowess he himself hadn't even imagined. He spoke until the men before him were face to face, and just as he had expected, after exchanging glances, they all laid down their weapons and joined Carter's side.

Thus, Carter, holding High Inquisitor Modena in his arms, along with several other captured inquisitors, slowly withdrew from Margaret's army. Waiting in the distance was Edessa's angry, beautiful face, a result of her failed surprise attack. For Carter, capturing Modena, one of Margaret's right-hand women, was a great achievement, but for Edessa, her plan had failed. This battle between the Shadow Lady and the Archbishop of the Holy Light ended in a draw.

[The End]

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