Dynasty Warriors: Zhu Rong Chapter

Zhu Rong gang rapes and collapses
"General, are we just going to bring her to the camp like this?" A guard rode up to Wang Ping's side and asked in a low voice.
He said in a low voice, his eyes constantly glancing at Zhu Rong, whose hands were bound and who was following behind the horse.
"Or what do you plan to do?" Wang Ping wasn't stupid, nor was he a gentleman; he also...
Knowing what her subordinates were thinking, those enormous breasts and the vaguely visible private parts were so arousing.
"General, how about we... um... hehe..." The imperial guard gave him a wicked look.
"Hehe~" Wang Ping chuckled knowingly and reined in his horse to stop.
"Rest!" Wang Ping ordered.
"Bah! You Han people need to rest even for this short distance? You're all useless." Zhu Rong seemed unaware of what was to come.
What kind of humiliation would she suffer? In the southern barbarians, her status had always been higher than her husband's. Despite being captured, that lightness...
A man's contempt for women is still revealed in small ways.
"Hehe! You'll soon find out whether it's useful or not."
After dismounting, Wang Ping sleazyly removed his armor. A nearby soldier, sensing the situation, subtly pinned Zhu Rong to the ground, his hands...
Without any hesitation, he grabbed Zhu Rong's enormous breasts, as large as a cow's. Because he was from the southern barbarians of Chu, his skin tone appeared...
Her skin was so fair and supple, yet her tanned complexion possessed a wild, elastic quality. (Zhu Rong's face)
She wasn't flustered by the impending rape; instead, when she saw Wang Ping expose her erect genitals, she even...
His disdainful gaze seemed to mock her.
"Hmph~ Is this all the size Han people are?" Zhu Rong sneered disdainfully.
Wang Ping had expected to see Zhu Rong trembling with fear, but instead he was mocked instead.
Shi's face turned pale and then red. In a fit of anger, he spread Zhu Rong's legs and thrust himself into him.
Despite Zhu Rong's mocking words, she still let out a groan when Wang Ping's penis penetrated her vagina.
Her reckless and direct swinging motion was just like her husband Meng Huo riding on her body.
"It's... in... or not?... Oh... it's in... could it be... too small... why... can't I feel anything?"
..."
Despite the repeated penetration of her vaginal opening, the hard, hot rod scraping against the walls of her wet, lustful vagina, Zhu Rong still...
Suppressing the waves of assault, she didn't let out a cry of being conquered, but stubbornly mocked Wang Ping.
Wang Ping felt the tight, slippery vagina gripping her, and the force of its desperate sucking, like that of a wanton woman.
Dao, how could he not know that was just Zhu Rong's stubbornness? He lewdly grinned and said, "You slutty dog, you'll continue..."
Keep refilling it, let's see how long you can last! Don't come begging for mercy later!
As Wang Ping thrust in and out, Zhu Rong's vagina gradually became wet. She had noticed this soon after being violated—this Han Chinese...
Although its size wasn't as large as the Southern Barbarians', its hardness was several degrees greater, not to mention Wang Ping's stick.
She was almost as big as her husband; his hard, powerful penis thrust deep into her core with each stroke.
The pleasure she experienced was even greater than that from her husband.
At this moment, a sense of fear arose in Zhu Rong's heart, for this had completely unexpectedly come to her. In the Southern Barbarian lands, although...
Meng Huo was her husband, but whether in tribal leadership or in sexual intercourse, most of the time...
Zhu Rong had always held a dominant position. But now, she felt a growing sense of being conquered, faced with this situation.
A crack appeared in the strong barrier in Zhu Rong's heart.
"Ah... Han Chinese men... are they only this... good...? Ah... that stick... is bigger than my husband's..."
Husband… is still… a few inches smaller… ahh… also wants… to fuck me… ahh… this is… a dream…”
Despite a flicker of fear in her heart, Zhu Rong remained sharp-tongued, unleashing a barrage of attacks under Wang Ping's relentless thrusts.
She groaned intermittently, and her speech was broken, but that didn't stop her from mocking Wang Ping.
"How about that, you filthy bitch? Didn't you say you didn't feel anything? Did you say my dick was small? Now? Starting to enjoy it?"
"Alright! Hey! Help me spread this slut's legs a little wider, let's see how I fuck this whore's cunt."
Wang Ping spoke smugly, grabbing Zhu Rong's large, cow-like breasts with both hands, the force so strong it made his fingers...
She was buried in her breast flesh, and the soldiers on both sides, following Wang Ping's orders, spread Zhu Rong's legs into a split.
The constantly entering and exiting vagina was stretched wide and angled upwards, where the penis, though not particularly thick or long, was extremely hard.
The machine thrust in and out violently in and out repeatedly.
"Oh...so tight...it feels so good...how about it, our Lady Zhurong, is your cunt ready to confess?"
She told me she really enjoyed it…
"No...not good...ah...no...ah...I don't feel anything...oh..."
It must be said that Zhu Rong's stubbornness fueled Wang Ping's desire for conquest to its peak. Wang Ping shouted, "Horse!"
"Okay, turn her over. I'm going to give this bitch a good talking to."
The soldiers flipped Zhu Rong over, so that she landed on her hands and feet like a dog, with Wang Ping holding her tightly.
Zhu Rong's large, plump buttocks were violently thrusting deep into her body. The surrounding soldiers, one by one, with their heavy...
Panting, his burning gaze fixed on Zhu Rong's body, Wang Ping's face broke into an evil smile as he said:
"Brothers, don't hold back today, let's fuck this filthy bitch to pieces."
With their superior's permission, the soldiers scrambled one after another to squeeze onto Zhu Rong, their cries and moans filled with sensuality.
Her full lips were the first to be taken, followed by her breasts, which were then tightly pinched and kneaded, her hands forced to grasp them in either direction.
There was a penis on one hand, and someone else next to him was already stroking their own penis, ready to go.
Forced, the penis was thrust deep into Zhu Rong's throat. Zhu Rong felt a wave of nausea and wanted to bite down.
The filthy penis before her was severed, yet Wang Ping's thrusts penetrated deeper and deeper, grinding against the tender walls of her vagina and her chest.
The waves of pleasure from the fondling and playing with her breasts washed over her, leaving her numb and weak, while the pungent smell of his penis...
Gradually becoming numb from the constant stimulation, her throat grew accustomed to the soldier's thrusts, and groans escaped her nose in a seductive hum.
come out.

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