Lewd Manor

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One moment Edwina and her two attendants were overjoyed to have found an abandoned hut beside a barren field, meaning

they would no longer have to sleep in the open, but the next

they were surrounded by a group of people emerging from various corners, wielding all sorts of weapons.

Edwina was skilled with daggers and assassin's short swords, and although DeWitt and Bevis served as grooms, cooks, and

caretakers , they were also quite adept with swords.

However, the three of them alone could not handle a group of mercenaries who made their living on the edge of a knife, especially since they had already

lost the initiative and were surrounded.

So, before DeWitt could draw his sword, Edwina gently tugged at his sleeve to stop him, and when he ordered her to hand over her

weapons, she obediently disarmed herself.

Then, her two attendants were bound hand and foot, and she herself was led with her arms tied behind her back and her wrists bound to

a relatively intact room in the abandoned hut beside the field.

"I'm in charge here. You can call me Bertha."

A tall woman sat at the table, wiping her scimitar, and said mockingly, "

Edwina , should I call you Miss or Sir?"

"You recognize me?"

Bertha nodded. "If you don't even recognize the Grand Master's insignia, you can't lead the Night

Ravens , Lord Isaac Winslet made it very clear that whoever can bring Edwina Katzani to him

will receive a generous reward."

Damn mercenaries, a bunch of crows gathered together dare to call themselves a mercenary group. They only serve

money . Whoever pays gold, they become their henchmen, chasing their prey like a pack of mad dogs, spreading

terror.

Edwina still couldn't believe that Isaac Winslet would openly offer a bounty for her capture. For one family

to do such a thing was practically a declaration of war: "The Winslet family wants me? I don't think I've ever

offended them. Isn't Isaac afraid of incurring the wrath of the Katzinian family?"

"Under normal circumstances," Bertha replied, "the Vale has declared war on the Katzinian.

Since loyal to the King of the Vale, he can't afford to be so cautious after the war begins. It seems your information is quite outdated.

But none of this concerns me. I'm just following orders and collecting the money."

Bertha waved for her men to leave and closed the door, leaving only Edwina and Bertha in the room.

A declaration of war? What for? And I only have two followers, still admiring the scenery in the enemy's territory.

Edwina felt like a fool.

But now is not the time to worry about that. Being captured is a terrible thing,

but being found by mercenaries instead of the Valley Territories' cavalry might not be so bad: "Since you

recognize me and only want to collect the money, you should know you're about to get rich."

Bertha looked up and smiled: "Is that so? That's lucky."

"That's how it is. Why not untie me and release me, then easily collect a large sum of gold coins?

Everyone knows Windwood Keep is rich in gold. No matter how much Isaac offers, I'll double it."

Bertha's face had a cunning look, as if she was preparing some kind of prank, which Edwina disliked

.

“More gold, not bad.”

Bertha walked up to Edwina, punched her hard in the stomach, and then roughly

grabbed her hair and slammed her onto the table. “Well, first of all, I have to thank you for your generosity, girl.”

Edwina convulsed in pain, but her upper body was firmly pinned to the table,

preventing . Bertha kicked her legs, spreading them apart.

“Although everyone says the pretty girls of the Katzeny family have big dicks, you

look better in women’s clothes. How about I help you take off these men’s shirts and breeches?”

Bertha slapped Edwina’s buttocks a few times, then roughly ripped off her shirt and trousers.

When the torn clothes were thrown aside, Edwina was left only with a white corset on her upper body,

white lace panties that matched the corset, and

long lace stockings that reached her thighs, with her feet encased in deerskin boots that hadn’t been removed.

"What a pretty girl, why hide it? I've never seen a hermaphrodite before. Thanks for letting

someone feast their eyes."

Edwina felt Bertha's hand slip inside her panties and rub her buttocks, but after a

short while, she pulled her panties down to her knees, making her feel like a whore with her legs spread and her buttocks sticking out, lying

on the table waiting to be fucked.

Bertha squatted behind Edwina, examining her genitals. A pink

penis hung limply from her smooth, hairless vulva. At the base of the penis was not a testicle but a slightly protruding clitoral hood, presumably where the delicate

clitoris was hidden.

Curious, Bertha grabbed the penis and stroked it a few times, and the penis became thick and long. The pale pink color made this

thick and long penis look delicate and cute.

But the smooth, hairless, and tightly closed vulva attracted her even more. Her lips pressed against

it , her tongue parting the labia and sliding into the narrow, soft crevice. Soon, besides the faint musky scent, a different

kind of sweet, sticky sensation appeared on her tongue.

"I've heard many prostitutes like you to fuck them with your big cock, but your vulva seems to be an untouched

virgin's vulva. You bring so much pleasure to the girls, so let me let you experience

the pleasure of being a girl."

Bertha licked the vulva until it secreted sticky fluid, then stood up and took off her clothes as

she spoke.

She wanted to scare me, make me beg for mercy while urinating, and make me pay more ransom. I wouldn't fall for it. I'm not

a girl. My cock is more capable than those men's. It should be the mercenaries who are screaming as they're fucked with their legs spread open, not me

. The mercenaries won't hear my screams.

Bertha, naked, stood behind Edwina and thrust forcefully, without warning, penetrating her all the way in

. Edwina screamed shrilly.

Edwina possessed the beauty of a first-rate woman, but because she had a penis and was intersex

, she had suffered ridicule and discrimination since childhood. Even her family didn't love her; only her brother held a

sliver of .

Her mother died in childbirth, her sister hated her for causing their mother's death, and her father considered her a stain

on the family. If it weren't for the fear of patricide affecting the Katzzeni family's reputation, she would have

been disposed of by her family long ago.

The world mocked her as a girl with a penis, fabricating one absurd and obscene story after another for their

amusement. In these stories, she always spread her legs, letting people, animals, or even other things wildly penetrate her vagina, her

penis swaying and slapping between her legs.

Fortunately, she was born into a wealthy family. From a young age, she traveled extensively with gold coins, while her father, perhaps

hoping she would disappear from the world by some accident, never bothered with her.

Whenever she was about to leave a new place, she would summon the best prostitutes or

women she had seduced, and then have a vigorous sexual encounter to retaliate against the stories about her. "You fuck me in the stories, then I

'll fuck your wives and daughters in reality."

Her penis was thick and long, often leaving the women with swollen and red genitals, unable to get out of bed. Soon, stories of her incredible penis spread

far and wide After all, what better place to spread something quickly

than a brothel? And now, Edwina, just like in the stories, was spread wide open, her vagina being brutally penetrated

.

The table beneath her creaked

, and her vagina, which had been sucked and licked before but never deeply penetrated, now ached as if being torn apart.

Each thrust felt like a burning fire to her tender vagina.

"This is my shame, and I will repay you tenfold," Edwina thought, biting her lip as she endured Bertha's fierce

thrusts. Each moan turned into a heavy groan, matching the rhythm of the thrusts.

Her lower body ached terribly, but she was surprised to find her breasts, encased in her corset,

unbearably itchy. She felt her nipples were hot and hard, yearning to be wantonly ravaged. Most shamefully, her

penis was hard; it had never been so swollen, the emptiness causing it to throb uncontrollably.

"No... um... don't... please... ahh..."

Edwina was barely able to speak as she was being fucked.

"When a girl says no, she means don't stop, but since you've just been deflowered, I'll let you rest for a while

."

Bertha thrust a few more times before pulling away and turning Edwina over, so she was lying

down instead of on her stomach.

Edwina saw a dildo inserted into Bertha's lower body. "That's what she used to fuck me,

" Edwina thought.

This toy between women was clearly double-ended; one half was inserted into the woman's body, and the other half was used to penetrate

others, thus penetrating herself while penetrating others.

So, as Edwina's legs were spread wide and she was being forcefully penetrated, Bertha herself was also dripping wet. The clear

fluid made her thick pubic hair stick obediently to her genitals, constantly flowing down her thighs,

as wet as if she had been caught in a rain. However, Edwina wasn't sure if she had gotten any of the fluid herself, because her own

genitals were also wet and slippery.

Before Edwina could catch her breath, Bertha was already on top of her, kissing her lips, her tongue

slipping into her open, panting mouth. "

My lips are like my legs, unable to close, both mouths are being wantonly played with," she thought resentfully.

But Bertha's kiss was so sweet and passionate, two soft, fragrant tongues intertwining endlessly, the gentle

sucking even making her want to embrace Bertha. When she came to her senses, she realized she was actually taking Bertha's

kiss, even her saliva.

"Isn't it nice to be a girl?"

Bertha sat on the table with a sly smile, her healthy, wheat-colored skin radiating vitality.

Tall, with long limbs, full, round breasts, and the delicate, graceful lines outlined by lean, almost imperceptible muscles

, her body was a perfect blend of strength and beauty.

She took off her shoes and socks, and with a wicked grin, jumped off the table between Edwina's legs.

Edwina felt her legs being forcefully spread apart, and then her burning penis was grabbed and

pressed against her lower abdomen.

Then something rubbed and moved across her genitals like a wiping motion, first along her inner thighs to her groin

, then stopping at her vagina and rubbing it incessantly. The unique sensation brought an unusual pleasure, and Edwina couldn't help

but let out a soft moan before feeling something being roughly stuffed into her vagina.

Then the inserted object was slowly pulled out, then inserted again, repeating this several times.

Edwina could no longer bear it and moaned. The pleasure was like a runaway wildfire ravaging her body, causing her

to writhe uncontrollably. Not only was her penis rhythmically throbbing, but even the glans secreted a thin, clear fluid.

Bertha stopped after playing with her for a while, not letting Edwina linger in the sweet

pleasure .

Edwina also saw the culprit that had been playing with her vagina, causing her to moan and writhe. Bertha was

holding up a pair of white stockings, looking at her with a smug and disdainful expression.

These were knee-high white stockings, covered with intricate and gorgeous lace patterns, but the

pale yellow stains on the soles from sweat indicated that they were old stockings that had been worn for a long time. At this moment, the stockings were not only

soaked with sticky liquid, but the bloodstains on them were also a striking sight.

"Panting and writhing, did my smelly socks feel good to you? Now these socks have become

a medal to commemorate your deflowering. After we're done, you can keep these socks as a souvenir."

"Please...don't...don't torture me anymore." Edwina was filled with shame and anger, almost to the point of tears,

thinking about how she had first been deflowered by a woman wearing a dildo, and then

aroused —the smelly socks of the very person who had deflowered her.

But Bertha didn't let her go. She grabbed Edwina's chin and shoved the socks into her mouth. The stench of sweaty feet,

the pungent smell of her vagina and sticky, lustful fluids, and the sweet, metallic taste of blood nearly made her faint.

"Being stuck in this state is indeed torture. When a girl makes a request, especially a pretty one

, you should fulfill it and feed her until she's full."

Bertha tore open Edwina's bra, exposing her small, firm breasts. The pale pink

nipples were delicate like those of a newborn, and the erect nipples on the small areolas were hard and perky.

She put one nipple in her mouth, played with the other with her hand, and with her other hand, she reached between Edwina

's legs and inserted her fingers into Edwina's vagina.

One nipple was being pulled forcefully, sometimes flicked quickly, sometimes pinched hard. A painful yet pleasurable

sensation spread from the deformed nipple. When Bertha gently bit the other nipple

, the needle-like pricking sensation made

Edwina, who was moaning softly with her sock in her mouth, let out increasingly louder sounds. Her

newly deflowered vulva's labia were slightly parted, sweet nectar slowly flowing and dripping. The narrow vaginal opening, like

a greedy little mouth, sucked on Bertha's fingers, first one, then two.

The vagina, having just lost its hymen, was tight and narrow. When fingers were inserted, rotating and thrusting at varying speeds

, the sensitive flesh was constantly stimulated. The tender walls trembled in response to the fingers' caresses, and more slippery

love juice slid continuously down the opening.

Edwina gasped for breath, the provocative teasing fueling her growing sexual hunger. Her heaving

chest, twisting waist, and increasingly loud moans all yearned for more intense ravaging and

defilement.

Bertha quickened the thrusting of her fingers, even bending them to dig deeper. Each gliding motion across the tender folds of

flesh sent Edwina teetering on the edge of consciousness.

Intense pleasure coursed through her entire vagina, causing it to tremble and contract, making it almost impossible to distinguish whether her vagina was

sucking on her fingers or her fingers were thrusting in and out of her.

The stinky sock in her mouth no longer seemed unpleasant; its smell transformed into a sweet and perverse pleasure,

amplifying the escalating sensation. Edwina's eyes glazed over, her head swaying unconsciously, like a child

sucking on food, as she gently sucked on the sock in her mouth.

The licking and biting of her nipples, the twisting and pulling of her nipples, the thrusting and teasing of her vagina—the pleasure surged like a

rising tide within Edwina's body, making her arch her back and crane her waist, wanting to shout out loud

, wanting Bertha to play with her body even more forcefully. The climax, which had lingered on the edge for so long, finally arrived

as Edwina struggled to writhe in response to Bertha's wanton caresses . In an instant, like a flash flood, a dam collapsing, Edwina trembled as she welcomed the pleasure of her orgasm. Each spasm from her vagina was accompanied by a wonderful and irresistible tingling sensation. Just as Edwina's body stiffened, her muscles taut as she enjoyed the tremors of orgasm, her thick, swollen penis finally succumbed to the onslaught of pleasure, and like a ripe, bursting berry, ejaculated streams of hot semen, splattering not only between their chests and abdomens but also landing on her own face. Edwina had plenty of sexual experience, even experiencing orgasms from being caressed and licked, but none of those orgasms , though wonderful, had ever felt like this one, as if her body and soul had been ripped away, almost making her feel like she had lost herself. Bertha didn't stop caressing her nipples and vagina, but slowed down. After the wonderful orgasm , this touch felt like a gentle massage, making Edwina feel incredibly comfortable. She moaned softly, and soon her body seemed to regain sensation, beginning to crave being violated again. When Bertha stopped caressing her body, licking the semen she had ejaculated on Edwina's face and removing the smelly socks from her mouth, Edwina felt a pang of reluctance . She hoped Bertha could do it again, or even more intensely. "Your cunt is more horny than you think, isn't it?" Bertha held Edwina's waist and slowly inserted the dildo between her legs into her vagina, but only inserted it a little at a time before pulling it out. The teasing caused Edwina's vagina to secrete a continuous stream of clear fluid, turning into a sticky little mouth. Each time the dildo was pulled out, it seemed reluctant to let go, clinging tightly before finally being completely withdrawn with a "pop. " This kind of play could only accumulate pleasure but not release it. Edwina could only bite her lips tightly to fight against the emptiness and itching in her body, trying hard not to let her mouth betray her with a moan. But Bertha seemed to enjoy it immensely. She not only pinched her erect nipple , but also verbally abused her: "It itches, doesn't it? If you want it, beg me, beg me to fuck you hard . If you beg me like a slutty little girl, I'll fuck your cunt hard and make you feel like you're in heaven." "No, you...don't even think about it...ah..." Before she could finish speaking, Bertha thrust forcefully, inserting her long, hard dildo completely, all the way to the deepest part of her flower. Edwina almost fainted, trembling and letting out a miserable cry. She treated me like a whore, she made me spread my legs and wag my ass like all the other whores she had fucked before, begging her to fuck my slutty cunt hard. She wouldn't allow it! Although my family didn't love me, the laws of the world still allowed me to wear the insignia of nobility, still acknowledged that noble blood flowed in my veins. She wouldn't dare trample on that.

"My dignity, you've toyed with my self-respect!" Edwina thought, filled with shame and resentment.

But her body was far more honest than her heart, so honest that even in her shame, she didn't

notice her waist secretly twisting, writhing as she used her vagina to manipulate the dildo inserted inside.

"You say no, but your body is very honest. Just open your mouth, and I'll satisfy you."

Bertha stopped playing with the hard little fleshy mound of her nipple and instead gently caressed her waist, which was covered in tiny beads of sweat, with both hands

.

Calloused hands roamed over Edwina's burning skin, their surfaces seemingly covered in tiny needles,

like electrically charged clothing in winter, stimulating her with a mixture of pain and itchiness. This finally broke down her last line of defense.

She closed her eyes, her forehead beaded with sweat, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, almost crying out, "Fuck me

, fuck me, fuck me! Stop playing with me, just fuck me already!"

"That's right, that's how a girl should be, but where do you want me to fuck you?"

Bertha grinned wickedly, swaying her lower body slightly from side to side.

"Fuck me…fuck my pussy…"

Edwina's hands were bound, but her nipples were itchy and numb, so hard that even her areolas taut. The empty hunger

made her nipples so sensitive she could feel the air flowing through them. The dildo, swaying slightly inside her, making a wet

sound, was the last straw, completely shattering her self-esteem, like a drowning

person encountering air.

"Hmm, I understand, but you didn't explain clearly how to do it and what kind of cunt to do. If you don't explain

clearly , how can you expect others to fulfill your requests properly?"

Bertha's smile grew even more smug.

"Harder...please...pull out and then put it back in...please hurry, hurry and fuck my wet and itchy

cunt...it's so lewd and filthy, fuck it hard, don't stop...please..."

Edwina's voice turned into a trembling sob, tears streaming down her cheeks. I had become a whore

, a whore who only wanted to be fucked hard, but the unbearable itching and thirst consumed her, leaving her no choice.

"Is that all? Besides fucking your cunt, you have no other requests?"

Bertha's fingers were full of malice, sliding over the taut areola, circling the nipple.

"And, and my nipples... ah... ha... please squeeze them hard... twist them hard...

play with them until they're deformed... ah ah... my cheap, hard nipples... um... please, hurry up..."

Once that line is crossed, there are no limits. Once it happens, it will happen countless times. Edwina has forgotten

what self-respect is, and is begging desperately.

"Not bad, very well done, but you forgot about this. You're not like other bitches, girl.

Do you remember? That thick cock."

Bertha was very satisfied with her victory. She took a wet sock and put it on Edwina's penis.

The wet and cold sock stimulated the hot penis, causing it to twitch violently a few times. Bertha slowly held the penis inside the sock

and began to stroke it, while thrusting into Edwina's vagina and reminding her not to forget

this part .

"Yes, yes, and my cock too, ahh...so good...mmm...uh..."

The sticky, wet stockings tightly gripped her penis, a strange sensation intertwining and

tearing within her flesh at the same time as the sweetness of her vagina being penetrated, causing Edwina to moan lasciviously.

She comfortably enjoyed the wonderful feeling of her vagina being repeatedly thrust in and out, the hard dildo forcing its way through her narrow, wet

vagina, sliding over the sensitive folds of flesh and thrusting to the deepest point again and again, while her own penis was being constantly

stroked , making her twist and cry out in pleasure.

Edwina felt one of her legs being lifted up, and she opened her eyes in surprise to see Bertha holding

her raised leg, thrusting in and out of her vagina, stroking her penis, and sucking

on with a look of ecstasy.

Edwina hadn't changed her socks for two or three days, and after being subjected to all that again, including an orgasm,

she was drenched in sweat. Her stockings were soaked through and stuck to her feet, wet and slippery. When her boots were removed,

she could even smell the sweaty odor emanating from her own feet.

However, Bertha was completely absorbed, sucking and licking the soles and toes of her stockings, making muffled

moans, as if savoring an exquisite delicacy.

Watching Bertha's perverse actions, Edwina felt a strange sensation

on her . A strange psychological pleasure seemed to be mixed with the wonderfully comfortable, warm wetness.

Soon, she began to moan loudly, not because of the stockinged feet being sucked, but because Bertha had increased

the force of her thrusts and was vigorously stroking her increasingly sensitive penis.

Because her vagina was being penetrated so comfortably, her penis swelled larger, harder, and more sensitive than ever before.

Although the wet stockings were incredibly smooth, when they were gripped tightly and vigorously manipulated, each time the stockings were

pulled and rubbed against the most sensitive part of Edwina's glans, it felt as if

sandpaper was polishing metal rather than smooth stockings. She couldn't help but scream and wince in pain.

But it wasn't just pain; there was also a strange, tingling sensation mixed in.

Each stroke, combined with a deep thrust into her clitoris, sent Edwina an electric shock-like pain and tingling numbness. The intense

pleasure made her fully aroused and sensitive body tremble uncontrollably.

The pleasure wasn't just overwhelming Edwina; Bertha was too.

The scent of Edwina emanating from the tips of her toes was rich and alluring, and the copious amounts of their

love juices mingled together, flowing onto the floor, enveloping them in an atmosphere of debauchery.

This atmosphere acted like an aphrodisiac, constantly igniting her lust.

Not only did he give her immense physical pleasure, but Edwina's moans and pleas for more sex also brought her boundless

psychological satisfaction.

These sensations drove her almost mad. She sucked even more greedily on Edwina's stockinged feet,

finally biting her toes and thrusting wildly.

With each insertion and withdrawal, the dildo would simultaneously penetrate her vagina due to the force.

The deeper and harder she thrust, the deeper and harder she herself was penetrated.

As Edwina moaned incessantly, her vagina made a "plop"

sound as it was penetrated, waves of electric-like pleasure coursing through her nerves. Streams of sticky, honey-like

fluid dripped from the edge of the dildo, and Bertha knew that the copious secretions from her vagina

foreshadowed her orgasm.

A sharp pain shot through Edwina's toes, but her body, now dominated by lust,

categorized as a sexual stimulation, giving her a perverse pleasure she had never experienced before.

At the same time, she sensed that Bertha was about to climax, because Bertha

was writhing , thrusting so hard that her moans were broken and gasping for breath.

Between their lower bodies, a shameful, wet, bubbling sound, accompanied by the crisp sounds of flesh colliding,

grew louder and more urgent.

Her sensitive vagina was being frantically pounded, the tender, tight walls of her vagina being forced open again and again, secreting

more and more fluid.

Edwina could even feel her own fluid moving every inch of her tender folds.

It was a wonderful experience, a sign of accumulating pleasure leading to orgasm, but this time it was different from the orgasms she had experienced from

finger penetration. She felt her vagina being stretched so wide, so full, as if the dildo

was actually growing larger.

Finally, when Edwina felt her vagina was being fucked so hard it felt like it was about to split open, her vagina contracted again and

again , and slippery love juice gushed out as if being released. Bertha also groaned, stiffening her

lower body and squirming, releasing her own orgasmic love juice. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out from their pressed lower bodies.

As Edwina enjoyed the pleasure of her vaginal contractions, her penis also convulsed inside her socks, ejaculating

a large amount of semen. The semen even penetrated the socks and splashed onto her chest. The amount of semen was so large that it instantly

soaked the socks, leaving a pool of white fluid around her navel. The limp Edwina was still enjoying

the afterglow of her orgasm, moaning comfortably with the occasional convulsions of her penis and vagina. Bertha had already come to her senses and

was preparing to attack again.

Although Edwina was still experiencing this for the first time, and her vagina was red and swollen from being fucked, Bertha had no

intention of letting her go, not even a little gentleness, because Bertha herself had a

wanton and thirsty little mouth between her legs that needed to be fed.

Bertha quickly spread a blanket on the ground and laid

Edwina a new round of rape.

By the time Bertha's battle-hardened mouth was also satisfied, Edwina's

eyes , drool dripping from her lips, and she had lost consciousness.

She forgot she was going to bribe the mercenary with gold coins, forgot her noble status, and even forgot she had said

she wasn't a girl.

Only her body, conquered by lust, continued to twitch, her slightly trembling penis

slowly leaking semen from its tip.

As the female mercenary admired her spoils with a satisfied yet contemptuous gaze, Edwina's lower body

suddenly convulsed violently. A pale yellow liquid, emitting a faint, foul odor, joined the flowing

nectar from her vagina, quickly forming a beautiful lake between her legs.

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