Slave Auction Party Fanfiction: Night Heroine

"Let go of me! I won't let you go, you muscle man!

" "Hahaha, let me go? It's me, Keith, who won't let you go! What Night Mistress, what proud
Night Noble? There's no woman my cock can't fuck. After I'm done, I'll let my brothers have their
turn. After they're done, I'll sell you to Ases! Haha, let's see if you're still some
unapproachable noble estate owner!"

"You, you... ahh..." The cold and noble Night Mistress screamed angrily, but she couldn't break free from
the muscle man's arms.

The burly man, his brain filled with muscles, used his iron-like arms to tightly grip Sandra's body,
tearing her dress down to reveal two large, snow-white breasts like ripe peaches. He vigorously
kneaded them with his hands, his fingers, like iron rods, sinking into the Night Heroine's fair, round, and
radiant breasts, pinching Sandra's tender nipples, almost crushing them
. The Night Heroine couldn't bear it and cried out, her long, slender, snow-white legs trembling beneath her dress, shimmering with white light
, her pink neck arched back as she sobbed.

"Let go, let go, it hurts so much, ahh, you barbarian! Waaah..."

"Haha, barbarian, you don't know what it feels like to be wild."

The burly man, whose brain was all muscles, reached his hand towards the Night's Lady's lower body. Amid Sandra's terrified
screams, he slipped his hand inside her panties, pinching the two delicate petals as if he wanted to tear them off
, searching for her alluring little hole. Then, finding it too troublesome, he simply lifted Sandra's long skirt up and
forcefully ripped the belt of her black thong. With a "rip," her snow-
white, honey-like buttocks, still half-covered by the thong, were completely exposed. His thick arms slid between her thighs, like lifting a child to urinate
, and lifted her into his arms.

"Waaah..." The noble Night Mistress never dreamed she would be
held in such a humiliating position, her private parts spread open in front of a large group of men, and stared at by them.

"Let go, let go!" she screamed, trying to cast another spell. "Boss, use this to keep an eye on this
bitch." "Ha, once she's in the boss's hands, which woman can escape?" But one of Keith's
men produced a dark magic collar and placed it around her neck.

"Waaah..." Immediately, Sandra, who was about to cast another spell, screamed as if struck by electricity
. The magic she had just gathered was absorbed by the collar around her neck, converted into an electric shock, causing the Night Mistress
's body to tremble violently, her two large, snow-white breasts shaking shockingly.

"What, what is this?"

"Damn it, I didn't expect this collar from the guild to actually work!" one of Keith's henchmen shouted.

"Of course, didn't those guys say that this is a treasure that the hero, Harold, brought out of the labyrinth
, specifically for dealing with mages?" Another man, who was fucking Sandra's maid, slapped the long-
haired maid's ass and moved his lower body while wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth.

"Let go, let me go, master..."

"Fuck, stop talking nonsense, you bitch, weren't you having a good time fucking me just now?" The man behind him
was annoyed that the maid had just hit his leg, and he pinched and twisted her breasts hard, while a thick
cock was thrusting hard into the maid's virgin honey hole, the entire cock was dyed red, fucking the long-haired
maid.

"Damn it! I can fuck this slut even without this!"
The bald man, whose brain was all muscles, roared, continuing to hold up the Night's Mistress's body as if she were a child being urinated on, forcing his men to look at
the noblewoman's private parts. "Look, look, this is the Shadow Manor's mistress's cunt, what do you think? Isn't it
edged with gold and carved with rose petals?"

"No, it's just two pieces of flesh."

"Hey, although it's all flesh, it looks really tender."

"Boss, spread her legs a bit, you can't see clearly like this."

"You...you all..." The proud Night's Mistress couldn't bear the lewd stares of the group of female hunters, covering her
private parts with her hands, almost fainting from shame and indignation.

One by one, the men, all of peasant origin, stretched out their fingers, prying open the Dark Mistress's black-painted fingertips,
staring at the noblewoman's private parts. "Waaah..." Under the light of the beeswax candles, Sandra's forcibly
parted legs revealed a patch of white skin at the base of her vulva. Her two petal-like labia, having rarely been with a man
, resembled a white clam shell, tightly pressed together, with only a thin red slit in the middle.

Calloused fingers, as if examining some secret treasure, gripped Sandra's lower body,
plucking and twisting her delicate pubic hairs that clung to her mons pubis, pulling them one by one. They parted her white
labia, probing and poking at the fleshy cleft between them, rubbing and teasing the pink, glistening flesh.

The horror and disgust of the men's fingers, the sensation of those fiery sticks sliding across her labia
, caused the aloof Night Heroine to finally break down in tears.

"Waaah... Ahhh..."

"No, let go, you lowly peasants... Ahhhhh..."
Sandra, known for her cold and noble demeanor, clearly felt the cold, sharp objects rubbing against her lower body, penetrating her
vagina, and spreading it open. Under the lamplight, the Night's mistress's vagina resembled a blooming
flower bud, stretched open by the man's rough, calloused hands, revealing a glimpse of pink, glistening flesh inside, like
the undulating, crystal-like tenderness of flesh.

"Fuck, so what if they're farmers? They still grope your cunt, don't they?"

"Wow, so this is Sandra's cunt?"

"Aren't noblewomen's cunts supposed to smell like roses? Why isn't it?"

"Nonsense, it smells like lilies."

"Hey, it really does smell nice."

"Let go, let me go... Waaaaaaah..." Helpless, Sandra struggled desperately, her vagina being
penetrated by foreign objects, the shame and pain of being played with by these farmers' fingers, and even one of them pressing his head against her...
The fear of the hot breath emanating from his nostrils between her legs was unbearable. She
tried to cast a spell again, but was immediately jolted by an electric current, causing her to tremble violently. Her two snow-white breasts
and thighs shook, and she felt a tearing pain all over her body, every muscle twitching
. In that instant, the pain even surpassed the shame of being played with by these lowly peasants.

"Waaaaah..."

"Haha, still want to use magic? No problem, keep using it! The more magic you use,
the more this collar will absorb. The key to this collar is in the guild's hands, we don't have it." The man, whose mind was filled with muscles,
laughed loudly, and with a "smack," he slapped the Night Heroine's plump white buttocks. Then he pulled down his
pants, revealing a hideous, sinewy penis, and, holding Sandra up,
inserted his penis into her vagina.

"Waaah...no...no...it's too big, don't go in so deep all at once, it'll break...ahhh
..."

The poor Night Heroine cried and wailed, her legs parted by the man, revealing a
large, curved, and grotesque penis, roughly thrusting into her tender honey hole. Because it was so large, Sandra's
two delicate labia were squeezed and pushed into her honey hole, and then pulled
out with each thrust, like the mouth of a carnivorous flower, tightly gripping the penis, sucking on it from both sides.

"It hurts...it hurts..." Sandra, who had always studied magic and had never experienced such a large penis,
shook her head violently, almost fainting from the pain.

Even the man, whose brain was all muscles, ignored the Night Heroine's cries and thrust his penis upwards
. "Ahhh..." It almost killed Sandra, pushing all the way to the very end of her vagina, all the way
to her cervix. The pain in her forcibly parted vagina, the completely untouched, wet vagina, the thick
penis forced in, brought no pleasure, only tormenting pain, causing
two streams of tears to flow down the proud Night Heroine's face. Moreover, to alleviate the pain, she had to hold onto Keith's body
to keep herself from falling, her large breasts heaving rapidly with each breath.

"Haha, look, the Night's Mistress is grabbing the boss's neck. She likes our boss, doesn't she?"

"Ha, with that big cock of our boss's, not only this slut, but even the Shadow Lady would beg to let
our boss fuck her!"

"Damn, watch your mouth, you're scaring me so much I'm going weak. Who would dare touch that woman?"

"So what if she's a woman? She's just a woman, with tits and a cunt, for people to fuck."

"Bullshit, don't be envious. She's just a woman. After I'm done fucking her, it'll be your turn." The strong, muscular
man shouted, completely ignoring Sandra's cries and struggles, continuing to thrust his cock upwards
.

"Ahhh...no...no...too deep...too deep..."

Thrust after thrust, the veiny cock slid in and out of Sandra's tender little hole, causing the aloof
Night's Mistress's eyes to roll back.

"Mistress..." Seeing her noble mistress being treated like this by these bandits, one of Sandra
's maids struggled, trying to crawl over, but the man holding her grabbed her face.

"What? Want to eat our boss's cock like your mistress? Haha, serve me well first."

The female hunter, reeking of urine, laughed loudly, shoving her foul-smelling cock into the short-haired maid
's mouth. Behind her, another man holding her large buttocks was also moving, "slap,"
"slap," slapping her ass.

"Fuck, hurry up and move."

"Ah...don't hit me anymore."

"No...no...I can't take it anymore..."

"Waaah...gurgle gurgle...gurgle gurgle..."

"Gently..."

"Fuck, weren't you pretty good at stabbing us just now?"

"Come on, don't let your mouth in the front be idle either." On the other side, the other female hunters also grabbed the long-haired maid
's hair, made her tilt her head back, and shoved their cocks into her little mouth.

"Gurgle...plop...sizzle...gurgle gurgle..."

"Waaah...gurgle...plop...gurgle..."

"Ahhhhh...no, pull it out...ahhh...too big...too big...ahhhhh
..."

In the once cold and lonely manor, three snow-white delicate bodies were surrounded by ugly black and yellow figures,
kneeling on the floor in the center of the room. One by one, filthy men embraced the woman's snow-white body,
thrusting their penises wantonly into her vagina, anus, and mouth.

"Ah...ah...no...no..."

The noble Night Heroine was nearly fainting from the brutality, and the pain had left her utterly powerless.
She raised her snow-white arms high, arching them back and clinging to Keith's thick neck. In the candlelight, her two
firm, full breasts were swollen and red from being rubbed. The two bright red nipples, like two hard rubies
, hung high atop her fleshy mounds, protruding forward with each twist of her body, rising and falling rhythmically.
Her long, black hair hung disheveled and loose over her fragrant shoulders. A
dark, ugly metal collar encircled her swan-like, long, snow-white neck; the stark contrast of black and white conveyed a strange sense of shame.
Sweat beaded on her slender collarbone, and beneath her swaying breasts, a glimpse of her smooth, snow-white navel
and small belly button were visible. A torn long dress, like a rag, was wrapped around her waist. Her long,
bare legs were arranged in a shameful M-shape, held and spread apart by the man's arms. With
each thrust of the man's penis into her vagina, the toes of her beautiful feet, clad in crystal high heels,
twitched spasmodically, her toes and calves tensing into a straight line, curled tightly.

"Ah...it hurts...it hurts...stop...wait...stop...ah..."

Sandra had always known that her beauty would bring her danger, but she had always believed that with...
Her own magic, and her desire to remain aloof from the world and refrain from seizing power, could protect her,
but she never expected that she still couldn't escape Olivia's clutches, this woman from the same family as her.

"Ah...no...no...it hurts...pull it out...ah...it hurts...ah
..."

With each thrust of the man's penis, and her renewed urge to try using magic, she was
jolted violently by the electric current from the collar, her lower body feeling as if it were being torn apart, her bladder throbbing from the terrifying shocks, and
a gush of golden urine spurting from between her legs.

"Ahhhhh..."

"Look, the Night Heroine is being fucked so hard by the boss she's pissing."

"What? Can't take it already? Damn, my dick is still rock hard, you slut, what are you crying
for? Let me hear you scream, scream, scream!!" The man, whose brain was all muscles, shouted loudly, vigorously
moving his short, muscular waist. His thick, ferocious dick was frantically
thrusting in and out of her honey hole, which was being roughly stretched open like a shattered vase. Each thrust felt like inserting a large, thorny rod into Sandra
's little hole, making her scream in agony, wishing she were dead. But because of his unimaginable superhuman strength,
even holding Sandra like this was effortless. Instead, he tossed her body up and down,
swaying her back and forth, thrusting her upwards again and again.

The thick penis plunged into her tender honey hole, the sensitive flesh being stretched open as if being ripped apart with each thrust
. Every fold of her honey hole seemed to be stretched and smoothed out, her honey hole stretched to its limit,
reaching all the way down to her navel. Even her full mons pubis was visible, with an oval-shaped protrusion.
The pain of each upward thrust drove Sandra almost insane, screaming and crying.
Her long, white thighs trembled and kicked, her head shaking violently. "Slap slap slap slap," she cried. "Ah
...no...it hurts so much...stop...wait...I can't take it...it hurts so much...ah..." Then,
even in this position, the man still had the strength to reach for her breasts, kneading and grabbing them. The helpless, weeping heroine could only wail and moan shamefully
under the muscular man's lewd power . 　　"Ah...ah..." 　　"Fuck! Scream properly, make it sound better!" 　　"Ah...good...so good...woo...mmm...ah ah...so good..." 　　"Fuck! I told you to moan more attentively, did you hear me?" 　　"Ah ah...so good...so big...so good...woo woo woo woo...big brother...your penis is so good...Sandra...Sandra can't take it anymore..." 　　"Fuck! What penis, cock, do you understand?" 　　"Yes...woo woo...big brother, your cock is so good, it's fucking Sandra so badly..." 　　"Fuck you there?" 　　"Fuck...fuck my private parts..." Sandra cried out in shame, her honey hole and snow-white thighs, stretched open by the man whose brain was full of muscles, turned red, her snow-white buttocks and pink back were wet. 　　With each thrust, his penis swept in, carrying with it a tuft of pubic hair from Sandra's mons pubis and the petals of her vulva, squeezing and deforming the flesh inside. The sounds of "plop," "plop" filled the air. Each time it withdrew, his thick, menacing penis was dripping with wet fluid, stretching her delicate, clam-like petals into a transparent ring of flesh , tightly gripping Keith's penis. 　　"Fuck! What cunt! You slut, do you know that?" 　　"Waaah...it's...it's Sandra's cunt...waaah...mmm...ahhh...so powerful ..." The aloof Night Heroine cried and moaned. 　　"Ahhh...big brother's big penis is so powerful...fuck, fuck Sandra can't take it anymore...ahhh ..." 　　"Ah...Sandra is so happy...so comfortable...ah...woo...ah..." 　　Thrust after thrust, the man's thick penis moved in and out of Sandra's honey pot. The unimaginable pain, and the feeling that her large breasts were being crushed, as the man's large hands gripped them, turning her rosy nipples into two bright red fleshy pillars that peeked out from between his clenched fingers. Her breasts felt like they were about to burst, causing Sandra to abandon her last shred of dignity in the pain. She only hoped that her moans would make the man ejaculate quickly and stop it all. But tragically, Keith's stamina was unbelievably good. Even after hundreds of thrusts in this position, he showed no sign of ejaculating. Finally, he simply lifted Sandra's body up, like a pile driver, letting her body fall freely onto his penis. 　　"Ahhh..." In an instant, the enormous penis, propelled by the impact of Sandra's falling body, pierced through her cervix and went straight into her uterus. It felt as if her uterus was being pierced, causing Sandra's eyes to widen to their limit, as if she were trying to expel all the air from her lungs. She opened her small mouth wide, sticking out her tongue, making "hehe" sounds. Then, without even giving her a chance to catch her breath, the muscular man behind her grabbed Sandra's body again and threw her upwards forcefully. 　　"Horse manure, stop playing dead, keep screaming, scream!" 　　"Ahhh...ahhh...good brother...good brother...wuwu...ahhh..." There was no sweetness , only the pain of the huge penis thrusting into her vagina, the walls of her uterus being pounded by the large cock. Sandra cried weakly, her voice becoming hoarse, before finally falling silent. 　　"Good brother...Sandra is so happy...so...so happy..." 　　"Ah...so good...so big...waaaah..." 　　"So powerful...so...waaaah...please let me go, I can't take it anymore..." 　　"Let you go? Fuck, tonight's a long night ahead. I'll fuck you every day from now on, you slut. Every day a bunch of men will fuck you, hahahaha, hurry up, scream, keep screaming!"

"Waaah... Ahh... So good... So good... Ahhhhhh..."

"Ahhh... It feels so good to fuck Sandra... Sandra likes it so much... She likes her big brother's big cock
... Ahhh... Ahhhhh..." The poor Night Maiden held out her two pink and white thighs,
her legs kicking like a frog as Keith's cock penetrated her, moaning pitifully.

"Haha, we're rich! We're rich! I never expected there to be so many good things here. Look at this, just this alone
could sell for dozens of gold coins in Ases, right?"

"Are you out of your mind? This is a portrait, don't you understand? It's a portrait commissioned by a nobleman.
Who would want something like this besides themselves?"

Late at night, in the Shadow Manor on the outskirts of Ases, after capturing the famous Night Mistress Sandra
, a group of female hunters began to loot the entire manor. They gathered all the fine wine, food , gold and silver treasures they could find
, and movable furniture and items in the main hall of the manor.

Inside the fireplace, the fire blazed brightly. Men dressed in tattered leather armor or cloth robes sat or stood around the hall.
A huge life-size portrait sat in the center, depicting the beautiful Lady of the Night in a
black lace gown, her elegant figure reclining in a chair. Before her lay a golden
harp, taller than a person, her ten slender fingers resting on the strings in a graceful playing gesture.

However, the lady in the painting was in a completely different posture. Not seated, but
with her large, white buttocks protruding, she bent over, her upper body parallel to the ground, grasping
the strings of a harp identical to the one in the painting, allowing herself to be played with by the hunters.

"Hurry up and play! Weren't you playing when we arrived? Wasn't it quite beautiful? Why did you stop?"

The chaotic notes of the harp, the noble Night Mistress's eyes filled with resentment and shyness,
unable to resist due to her sealed magic, could only submit to their tyranny as she played the strings.

Around her, two loyal maids were tortured beyond recognition by a group of hunters. The short-haired
maid lay sprawled on the ground, her hands and feet bound to the
legs of furniture around the hall. A farmer, missing several teeth and with a scar near his eye, was using
the hilt of the short sword she had just used to insert into her vagina.

"Hurry up, say something nice. You're not behaving yourself now that I'm doing it myself?"

"Mmm..." The short-haired maid gritted her teeth, glaring angrily at the mercenaries torturing her, but her snow-white legs
trembled uncontrollably, completely contradicting her mistress's heroic spirit. The hilt of the short sword, wrapped with metal wire,
moved in and out of her swollen, red vagina, each insertion squeezing out a glob of
white fluid mixed with pubic hair. Each insertion and twist sent shivers of pain through her body, her eyes brimming with tears.

One by one, the female hunters kneaded her swollen, red breasts and lower body, their hands moving up and down.

On the other side, the long-haired maid was bound by ropes, kneeling miserably on the ground. Her
breasts, slightly smaller than her mistress's but still very voluptuous, were tightly bound from top to bottom with rope, which then
passed through the middle, shaping them into two purplish-red spheres. Even the two pink nipples were
bound with thin threads, as if torn off their breasts, held in the hands of another female hunter, who dragged
the maid forward inch by inch. Another female hunter, furious that the long-haired maid had stabbed her,
leaned on a cane made from a clothes hanger in one hand and held a scarless leather whip—a special whip used by female hunters—in the other,
lashing her repeatedly.

*Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!*

"Fuck, you slut, did you enjoy fucking me just now? Come on, try fucking me again!"

"Waaaaah...waaaaah..."

The long-haired maid screamed and whimpered, her nipples being pulled by ropes, forcing her to arch her
back and twist her round, pert buttocks as she struggled to scoot around the room.

"Fuck, you can play around, but don't break her. This slut can fetch a lot of money." Nearby, a
female hunter, munching on Nelfa ham, sipped her drink and lewdly said.

"What's there to be afraid of? She's just a slut. There are plenty in Ases. If you ruin her, you can sell her
to the lowest-class brothels. Those poor bastards don't care what they look like, as long as they have a cunt to fuck." After saying that,
the hunter leaning on her cane lashed the long-haired maid's chest with her whip again, making one of her breasts tremble as
if it were about to burst.

"Ahhhhh..." The long-haired maid's body swayed, almost fainting from the pain. Because her nipple was being pulled
and stretched long, her body was suspended there, unable to fall down. "It hurts...it hurts so much...wait..."
she wailed in a trembling voice.

The sounds of whipping long-haired maids and
the laughter of ugly, devilish peasants filled the air. The noble lady of the manor forced herself not to look. Behind her, a
peasant who had already fucked her countless times was thrusting a black staff into her vagina.

"Fuck, hurry up and flick it! What, I'm personally serving you and you still won't flick it?"

"No...no..." The noble lady of the night shook her head in pain, her black hair smeared with murky
white semen, sliding down one shoulder to cover one of her pretty faces. Her pair of full, firm breasts hung down, seemingly
unaffected by gravity, still two full, round orbs,
swaying precariously with her body's movements.

The thick base of the staff was inserted into her vagina, causing indescribable shame and
pain. Her already ravaged vagina was forcibly pried open by the cold metal object, the swollen, tender flesh
stretched open by the metal rod, which pushed inside, reaching all the way to her cervix. It stirred back and forth inside her vagina,
causing a knife-like pain. And because of this slow, rotating motion, her buttocks felt as if they were being torn
apart. Yet, an unbearable, gradually rising pleasure made Sandra shake her head in shame. Her slender,
black-painted nails, like green onions, hung from the strings of her violin, and an itching sensation rose from within her body.
The shame made her legs tremble again. Her long, snow-white legs, spread wide in a V-shape, were
covered in glistening beads of sweat. The two erect,
white tendons of her ankles, encased in black high heels, trembled slightly.

Several remaining female hunters surrounded Sandra, kneading her already swollen and red
breasts. They used her nipples as toys, pinching and pulling them down like rubber bands. They
used her breasts as rags to rub their penises, rubbing her nipples against their glans, causing her excruciating pain
. They even put their hands inside her mouth, forcing her to open it, pinching her tongue to make her stick it
out. Then they took a crystal goblet and made her lick the base of it, like a man sucking his
penis.

"Please, spare me, I can't take it anymore..." The proud Night Heroine obediently
stuck out the tip of her delicate tongue, licking the bottom of the cup. Her red, tender tongue lingered on the round crystal base,
drawing circles and leaving a glistening trail of saliva as she whispered.

"Let go? How could we let go? Do you know how much you're worth in Ases?"

"If you want money..."

"Fuck, I don't want money, I want to fuck you!" Not far away,
Keith, who had been drinking, shouted again, striding over and pulling aside the henchman who was poking Sandra with his staff
. He then slapped the Night Heroine's plump buttocks again.

"Smack!" A red handprint appeared on Sandra's delicate, well-maintained pink buttocks
, causing her hips to ripple.

"Ah..."

"Slut, stand still!"

"Yes, keep licking!"

The black staff continued to be inserted into the Night Mistress's honey hole, thick streams of semen dripping from
the noble honey hole of the manor mistress, falling onto the ground between her feet.

The man, whose brain was all muscles, grabbed the Night Mistress's round buttocks from behind, his thumbs pressing against the edge of her anus
, forcefully spreading her buttocks apart.

"Ugh..."

The Night Mistress's buttocks felt like they were being torn apart, her delicate anus was forced open,
revealing a small pink hole, like a small mouth, trembling nervously. Her whole body shuddered with
fear and terror, remembering the screams of her maid when they had just raped her anus.

She continued obediently licking the cup in front of her, as if licking a penis, opening
her small mouth to take the entire base of the cup inside, her cheeks puffed out, sucking on
the crystal column between the cup's base and body, moving her mouth and tongue back and forth, a strand of silver saliva escaping from the corner of her mouth,
all the while praying that the gods would help her. However, the gods seemed to be completely absent today…

a man with nothing but muscles in his head, one hand gripping his penis, pressed it against the noblewoman's open anus,
the thick glans thrusting forcefully inside.

"Ugh..." Immediately, the Night Heroine let out a muffled scream, her pearly white teeth biting down so hard on
the crystal cup that it almost snapped in two. Her buttocks tensed instantly, and
a tear of bright red blood appeared at her anus. A trickle of crimson blood
flowed slowly from below the opening of her anus, where Keith's large penis had penetrated, dripping down onto the white fluid.

"Ugh..." The Night Heroine wailed in agony, her head thrown back,
the tender flesh of her long, slender, snow-white legs trembling. Then, with another thrust, the man, whose mind was all muscles, arched
his back again, his thick penis slamming into Sandra's anus once more. The noble Night Heroine's face contorted in pain , her brows furrowed, her large, white buttocks trembling with agony, and another gush of hot, golden urine spurted out
between her legs . 　　"Waaah..." 　　"Haha, the slut peed herself from being fucked by the boss again!" 　　"Haha, the boss is still the best!" 　　"Boss, keep fucking this slut." 　　"Fuck, what's the big deal? I can keep fucking her until dawn! Slut, hurry up and scream!" 　　The man, whose brain was all muscles, roared rudely, slapping Sandra's pert, semen-covered buttocks again, making the Night's Lady's ass tremble with another wave of flesh. His thick cock thrust in again, squeezing all the way to the bend in her anus, almost piercing Sandra's anus, and began to thrust violently. 　　"Waaah..." The noble and elegant Night Heroine cried helplessly, feeling as if her buttocks had been torn in two. Her delicate anus seemed to be rubbed raw by the insertion of the iron-like penis. Keith's penis seemed to be pushing through her throat and out of her chest. Once again, she sobbed and groaned. 　　"Good...woo...so amazing...Master Keith...woo...mmm...Master Keith's big cock is so amazing..." 　　"Fuck...fuck Sandra's ass..." 　　"Fuck, what ass, your asshole, do you understand?" 　　"Yes, it's your asshole...woo...fuck Sandra's asshole...woo...so...so good ..." 　　She cried in shame, trying to suppress her moans. The noble Night Mistress, the mistress of the Shadow Manor in the outskirts of Ases, a noblewoman known for her elegance and arrogance, in peaceful times, no, even yesterday, she was revered, respected, and admired by everyone. She was a woman who had repelled countless female hunters. But now, she could only cry in shame and humiliation, sticking out her fat ass, letting the big, muscular man behind her deflower her, moaning shamefully according to his demands, making sounds of pleasure. 　　"Ah...so amazing...uh...so...so good..." 　　"Master's big cock...fucks...so...fucks Sandra...ah...Sandra is so happy ..." 　　"Sandra's ass...her ass is so itchy...so...I love being fucked by Master...so...being fucked by Master..."

"Human fucking..."

"Haha, this slut was born a whore, right? Her moaning is more professional than the whores in brothels."

"Haha, look, she's rolling her eyes, boss is so amazing!"

"Slut, do you especially like me? Boss, fuck your asshole!"

"Yes...yes...Sandra likes it so much...waaa...I like it so much when my good brother fucks Sandra's asshole
...ahhh..."

The Night's Heroine groaned miserably, her large breasts being grabbed and kneaded wantonly by the farmer.

Again and again, between her spread legs, the man's large penis went in and out of her anus, each thrust
flattening her pert buttocks, the thick penis seemingly growing inside her ass, buried deep within her
flesh, completely obscuring the anus opening. Each time it was pulled out,
a thin, transparent red membrane, like a sausage casing, wrapped around Keith's penis. Below their joined
bodies, the black staff remained inserted into Sandra's vagina,
swaying rhythmically with her body's trembling, like a tail with a black ring at the end.

"Haha...so powerful...Master...Master's big cock...so powerful..."

"Sandra likes it so much...sob sob..."

"Ahhh...Sandra's pussy is so itchy...Master, faster...faster...sob sob..."

The noble Night Mistress couldn't help but cry, her body, bound by her torn black dress,
lurching forward uncontrollably, even losing her grip on the harp strings, bending downwards, only to be pulled back up
by Keith's arm.

With each thrust, her glistening pink rectum was enveloped in it, like
a layer of pink crystal, sparkling and alluring, with streaks of blood oozing out.

Each time it was inserted, the penis reached the very end of the bend in her rectum. With no other passage available, it
forced her rectum forward several inches, continuing to tear at Sandra's anus and impacting her uterus and internal organs.
Sandra winced in pain, feeling as if she were dying. And the staff tightly inserted into her vagina
, the feeling of it pressing against her through the thin membrane, made Sandra unable to distinguish
whether she was truly moaning or pretending. She was just screaming desperately, wanting to vent everything, "Good brother,
good brother's big cock is so good, so good..."

"Ahhh...so comfortable...so comfortable, it makes Sandra so happy...ahhh...ahhh

..."

"So hot...so hot...Sandra likes it so much...wuwuwuwu...I like my husband's big cock
...so comfortable...so comfortable..."

Her eyes rolled back, her body arched, her large breasts
swaying back and forth with each thrust, slapping against her snow-white ribs,
turning the white flesh below a crimson red, her two fleshy, red nipples
bouncing back and forth with each thrust.

"Hahaha, what's the big deal? I'm going to play with you all night. Fuck, moan properly!"

"Ah... Big brother's big cock is so amazing, it feels so good inside Sandra."

"Don't stop... Ah... I want more... Waaah... Ah..."

"I... Waaah..."

Her lewd moans echoed throughout the manor, mingling with the laughter of the mercenaries and
the cries of the maids, continuing throughout the entire night until dawn the next day, when they gradually subsided
.

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