This is one of the few quiet afternoons since I was captured. I woke up in the iron shackles that imprisoned me.
Sleeping naked among all kinds of torture instruments is a unique skill for every sex slave, because those mentally fragile women are basically unable to persist in prostitute training camps for more than a month
The simplest training in a prostitute camp is to let yourself fall asleep when you are gang-raped and the pain in the vagina is hot and painful. Otherwise, the next round of gang-raping will become extremely painful in a few hours. The inability to recover from the tired body means that enough honey will not be secreted in the vagina, and then the vagina will be thrusted by the penis in one day and will be more red and swollen. The punishment at night is just for the breasts and vaginas.
Therefore, every sex slave who comes out of the prostitute camp can fall asleep with iron shackles or even hanged, which can also be called tired fainting.
The hellish journey kept me sleeping a long time. When the mare pulled the cart physically exhausted, and the physical and mental torture of parading naked every time I arrived in a small town and then picking up customers in the lowest brothel made me have almost no time to think.
Think about the problems that a woman, a prisoner of war, a sex slave who is judged as a prostitute forever
Now I was kneeling naked in the nest with No. 28 written on it, my nipples and breasts were sore and painful. I don’t know if it was the hidden wound of the boar bristle that penetrated the nipples or the effect of the medicine given to me by the hairy man.
While moaning softly, I shook the golden hair that was shoved in the iron shackle, forcing me to forget the pain of my nipples and think about other things
I have been captured for more than 400 days. These days only account for one-twentieth of my life. But these few more than 400 days have turned me from a goddess that everyone envies, the youngest female knight leader in the empire, the prince's fiancée, the first beauty in the empire, to a prostitute with naked butt shaking her breasts, and to a black-skinned child as a child bride and a female slave for a maid. Now that my nipples have been sucked, I will soon produce milk for those lowly demons like these breast slaves.
400 days have passed. Although my skin is still fair and my figure is not out of shape, it is a beautiful woman. However, the two labia in my vagina have become more and more enlarged. Now I can even feel the existence of the labia with my legs tightly closed. This is the sequelae of lewd medicine and excessive mating. Every female slave who graduated from the prostitute camp has two labia. Sometimes this feature is more representative than the brand on my butt.
This makes many men have a lot of sexual desire, but I think it is ugly, the most obvious trace of my 400-day sex slave life
Of course, my nipples are longer than before, which is the consequence of long-term nipples. I remember that my nipples could become soft and retract into the areola, but now no matter when, the two nipples stand straight as if they are telling everyone who is prostitutes me that I am a lewd woman.
However, although the physical changes make me suffer, the mental changes make me even more unacceptable.
I gradually adapted to this life of unhappy sex slave
Damn demons divide us human women into female slaves of A, B, C and S according to their wishes. Different levels of torture also have different ways of torture.
For example, C-class sex slaves can pick up customers during the day and go home at night, and can live with their parents or even their husbands and children. B-class sex slaves are professional prostitutes. However, they can also get the meager silver coins they earn from picking up customers and buy themselves some favorite clothes and snacks. Although most of the time they have to pick up customers naked, and B-class sex slaves have time limits. When the time comes, they can restore their status as second-class citizens. Even if they are looked down upon, they can live freely.
A-level and S-level sex slaves are very miserable. For the demons, these women are sinners who should be on the guillotine.
It was cheaper to kill them, so we A-level sex slaves cannot wear any normal clothes since we were tried. Even if the owner asks to wear them, they will reveal the female's shameful pussy and nipples. Whether it is food or quality of life, it must be at the lowest level.
In the words of a demon teacher who often has sex with me: I just let you sinners thrust your penis in your pussy every day and bells hang on your nipples. Even if you drink semen, it will be sweet.
Moreover, it is not allowed to stay in one place for more than three months. A poor woman like me will always wail and whine in the lowest brothels in every city and town, and will not be cruelly killed until she is too old.
This was a perverted law formulated by the demons, but after more than a year of training, I unconditionally accepted the identity of this A-level sex slave imposed on me.
I will be afraid of being punished because I wear normal clothes to cover my shame, and I will be happy for a day when I enjoy the lunch of a B-class sex slave. I will be very envious when I see a C-class sex slave picking up the guests home. I will gloat when I become an S-class sex slave and have my hands and feet removed, and subconsciously despise S-class sex slaves, just like a B-class sex slave despise us A-class sex slaves.
I am living in 400 days of sex slaves and I didn't wait for the magic of revenge, but I waited for despair and acceptance of my life
However, since Wu Guxie gave me the stimulant, I can actually absorb magic in the simple magic weapon of the demon clan. After several days of continuous injection, my body can already store 4 units of magic power, which can release a group lighting technique
Thinking of this, I smiled contemptuously, mocking myself for my stupid idea of wanting to escape if I have 4 magic powers, but this is a hope after all. One day, I will have the magic power of revenge, and I hope I can live until that time
If I had known that I would have become like this before, I would have committed suicide when the magic disappeared
But now I no longer have the courage to commit suicide. The sex slave who signed the soul contract cannot commit suicide. He can only smile and spread his beautiful legs and endure the friction of one penis after another under the order of his master.
Ah Wave, Ouch Wave The swelling and pain in my breasts stopped my thoughts, and the feeling of the more and more painful jumps made me moan in pain
Is anyone? I feel so painful. My tough spirit was worn out by the whip and cock in the prostitute camp. The severe pain made me beg
Don't hum, you'll start feeding later. Go and tell the keeper. The orc woman next to me shook her huge breasts and said
But, but my place hurts so much Ah I continued to beg
That's milk production, it's okay. A human female breast slave said kindly.
It hurts to give birth, it’s better to get used to it. Another female breast slave said
Oh, this is more uncomfortable than being punished. Ah I said while moaning.
Just accept your fate. It is better to be a sex slave than to be a tit slave. Ah is better than being fucked by someone. You will know after a while.
The orc woman also endured the swelling pain in her breasts.
It is obvious that this female orc has never been a real sex slave prostitute, otherwise she would not have thought that milk production is not as comfortable as a gang rape.
In less than a quarter of an hour, several tall and long-haired women carried a few sacks and buckets and opened the wooden door of our crypt and walked in.
Mom Ah, pain Ah
As soon as I saw someone coming in, I beg for mercy
This kind of breast pain is a punishment that women cannot bear than other external tortures.
However, after a year, I was a prostitute, and I was better than other breast slaves. I was very open-minded and begged for mercy if I only suffered. There was at least five levels of possibility. The master would reduce my punishment.
Speaking of punishment, I have been trained for so long and I am a half expert. The so-called sexual punishment for women is divided into sharp punishment and dull punishment. Sharp punishment is generally used to rush to get information from women's mouth or when to force women to use it. It is basically a severe pain. For example, when I asked me to sign a magic slave contract, I brought a breast shackle, a brain clamp and a soldering iron, etc., and I used a sudden severe pain to make women surrender.
But blunt punishment is the opposite. It uses a slow pain or stimulation to torture women and makes them surrender, such as letting women wear shackles and stones naked, or tied up in a fixed posture, etc., and I think the most difficult blunt punishment for milk production and swelling.
In the first half of the year in the prostitute camp, there were basically sharp punishments, and the second half of the year was more dull punishments. Most sex slave prostitutes slowly changed their personality because of dull punishments and became obedient prostitutes.
Where does it hurt? A female long-haired man asked impatiently
Ah wavy in my nipples, I shouted shamelessly
Oh, Ah, No. 28, you gave birth to milk on the first day today, and you will feel good later. The female long-haired man said coldly
A pile of things like dried beans poured from the sack into the wooden trough in front of my iron shackle, and another wooden trough was filled with water. A female long-haired man untied the iron shackle on my neck.
Don't untied your hand? I asked with a thunderous sound of pulling the chain on my hand
What should I do if I open it for you to milk myself? You have to know that the milk in your breasts is not yours. The female long-haired man said mockingly
Eat quickly, if you don't eat all the rest in half an hour, you will put all the leftovers in your asshole. The female long-haired man threatened and closed the door and left.
I was trained to obey the orders, so I could only lower my pretty face and stretch my beautiful neck like a pig or a dog arched my beans.
Those beans are very dry, with a faint bean salty and peanut flavor. This is a delicious delicacy for me who can't eat meat for a few days.
The whole room was filled with the rustling sound of female slaves eating beans and the gurgling sound of drinking water. If it weren't for the sound of a woman humming in the middle, it would be like a pig in a pigpen eating.
I haven't had a good meal for a few days and I still finished all the food at the specified time. It's obvious that there are a lot of these foods, and the beans are very bulging after drinking the water, which makes my toned belly slightly bloated.
Oops, Oops
After eliminating the feeling of hunger, the swelling and pain in my breasts became even worse. I closed Meimu and moaned softly. Under the squirms of lust, my butt was slowly twisting.
After a while, the eight female slaves locked in the room began to moan in pain, not knowing whether it was the swelling and pain in their breasts or the emptiness in their vaginas...
Lululubowawa, Lululubowawa, milking water
A female long-haired man walked in with a big bucket and shouted. When the female slaves heard the screams of the long-haired man, the moans of their breasts turned into rapid breathing.
Who is the newcomer? No. 28? Lululu Wave The female long-haired man shouted, and I raised my pretty face and frowned slightly at the poor long-haired man in a broken leather apron who was so old that his teeth were about to fall off
I hate the summoning sound of the Lululu Wave, which is the sound of the human beings summoning pigs.
My mother, I am No. 28, Wave Hee Hee, I replied with a smile, even though I was extremely disgusted, but I was still as humble as a little bitch to those high-ranking keepers.
You're so young, your first time giving birth? The female long-haired man asked
Yes...yes, I continued to smile
Is he a virgin before being a sex slave? The long-haired woman asked while placing a big bucket under my breasts while stroking my naked back with her rough hands.
No, it's Ah, the little slave's breasts are so swollen, please mom
I begged to look at this old long-haired woman, hoping that she would try to complete the work first, rather than constantly asking questions. I don't want to answer all the questions before I was captured, because it would make me feel ashamed to contrast, so I answered randomly
Actually, before I was captured, I had at least had experience having sex with two men.
Hehe, according to the rules, cows produce milk on the grassland because of cubs. What is the reason for you, a girl without children, to give milk? Drinking the milk you produce will bring bad luck. So for the first time, you have to milk the women who are sentenced to as milk slaves by the Holy Clan.
The long-haired female said as she rubbed my erect nipples with her fingers. I felt as uncomfortable as someone rubbed my tender nipples with rough wood.
Sam, come in, this heifer must follow the rules of our Wanda Department
With the call of the female long-haired man, a strong long-haired man walked in
My eyes were staring straight at the male long-haired man when he came in, with fear, curiosity, and expectation...
The first time I milk Ah, I have to have sex and squeeze. Who made you produce milk before getting married? In order to eliminate the bad luck of producing milk, we will stuff the meat of the cow placenta into your pussy. After Sam fucks you, the placenta will fall out again. Even if you get married and have children, your milk will be able to drink it.
After speaking in a statement tone, the female long-haired man took out a large finger-sized placental flesh from her skin pocket and stuffed it into my vagina. She didn't ask me how I felt from beginning to end.
Oh, look at your pussy. How many people have you served before, it’s so dark. Under the sarcasm of a female long-haired person, I felt a cold and greasy thing in my pussy slip into my pussy.
Suck it, that's your child, hahaha, look at how many men have you been fucked by your big black pussy? Is it the same thing as Cheng Nu before? If I don't say it, I won't milk you. The older female long-haired man asked sarcastically, and I was so embarrassed that my neck was red
Compared to the memories of the noble life I had in the past, I was less willing to talk about my children, because female slaves who specialize in mating in prostitute camps are impossible to give birth to children. This is also one of the contents of the demons' judgment on me. But as a woman, if she cannot have children, then what is the name of a woman?
I, I don't know Ah, my mother
I shook my head and cried from the corner of Meimu's eyes, but even though it was painful, the expression on my face was still a smile. This was the expression my trainer trained with countless whips and tortures...
My inner pain needs to be vented, and soon the long-haired man named Sam satisfied me
When he showed his huge, thick cock wearing particles, my shame and regret were gone
With the first gurgling sound of vaginal fluid and cock rubbing, my heart was filled with
It's really a slut, it's a pity to stay here to give birth. It should be sent to the city to parade barely every day, and then fuck the pussy on the roadside to pick up guests.
The long-haired female said a little jealously, and she squeezed my soft breasts roughly with her hands.
The female long-haired man is right. I was originally the lowest-level prostitute. Fucking is my life, and breastfeeding is just an episode.
A stream of pleasant lust hit me, and when the particles on the thick cock grind every slit of my vagina, I was moaning happily
However, the long-haired man quickly slowed down the thrusting speed under the eyes of the female long-haired man. I twisted my beautiful buttocks dissatisfiedly, looking forward to the gift of the male long-haired man.
But what is waiting is the pain of breast milking
I remember that when we female nobles gave birth, we rarely produced milk by themselves. We can use alchemy medicine to make ourselves enjoy the joy of the world happily like unpregnant young women. The milk of those children is generally responsible by the nurses of middle-class families.
Of course, there are also milk produced for children. Such things are generally good talks in the aristocratic circle. For example, a certain Marquis sacrificed himself for his children and fed them to children in person.
However, such a lady has at least two professional female breast care workers serving her and takes care of her breasts in every possible way.
I visited a cousin. As a nobleman, she was breastfeeding at this time. I saw her not-full breasts gently massaged in the hands of the breast caregiver, just like the most precious jewelry in time...
But now I am no longer aristocrat. My current identity is an A-level sex slave prostitute who was judged by the demons as a prostitute forever. By chance, I was produced by milk by a dairy cow. In the eyes of that female long-haired person, my breasts were not jewelry, but two meat bags filled with milk.
The rough big hand was kneading from the root to the nipple, and the force actually made me forget the huge cock that was inserted into my vagina.
Pain, um Ah Wave I was wailing the most bitterly, that male hairy man always penetrated deeply into my vagina, making my painful shouts change the taste.
I felt my spirit was about torn apart, with pain in my breasts on one side and great joy on the other side
This feeling can only be tortured by the veteran trainer in the prostitute camp. I know what the consequences are, so I tried my best to restrain myself
I saw my breasts deformed and the milky yellow milk dripping down, and later it turned into a trickle
Because my nipples were penetrated through the nipple ring, the milk was sprayed around along the piercing hole of the nipple ring
Moreover, with every violent thrusting of the male long haired man, my milk will sometimes surging and soothing...
These milks were originally fed to my children, to feed the successor of the Empire.
But now, the successor's mother is dripping the noble milk into the huge dirty wooden barrel while being fucked by a long-haired person
These milk will be made into cheese for the most humble people to eat
Thinking of this, my shame, my breast pain and great happiness intertwined...
Ah Wave I moaned wildly, my beautiful buttocks soaked in sweat were trembling uncontrollably, and a wave of orgasm was about to come and pleasure hit me
Hehe, Sam fucked harder again, this little slut will spray her milk in a while, the wavy female long-haired man bared her yellow teeth and said to her son Sam, who might be her, and at the same time she let go of her big hand that was originally holding my plump breasts tightly
No, Ah Wave Ah Wave Ah Wave I was so embarrassed that my pretty face turned red. I didn't want this ugly long-haired woman to see me having sex until orgasm, and I didn't want them to see how I spit out milk. But this huge shame and Sam's several deep insertions made me unable to control my body
While being milked, I entered a kind of indescribable shame orgasm that was only found in the prostitute camp. My body was uncontrollably tensed and twisted continuously as the hairy man's thick cock went deeper and deeper.
Then in the moan of orgasm, a tremor of pleasure spread from my vagina to my whole body. When this pleasure reached my beautiful breasts, a stream of milk automatically spurted out from my crimson nipples and flowed into the wooden barrel like an abyss. The spraying of milk also produced another pleasure that made my orgasm more intense
Not Ah Wave I can't believe that milk will spew out by itself when I'm climaxing. What a lewd and mean thing.
I can endure the lust in the imprisonment, but this kind of milk produced without a child, and was fucked so hard that I was so ashamed that my body was really lustful.
Just when I was embarrassed and angry, the long-haired man's penis was penetrated deeply again, making my orgasm even more crazy
The milk of two beautiful breasts also spurted out regularly as the penis was inserted.
Look, I will give so many breast slaves a woman who is so happy that she will automatically flow a few drops when she is fucked. You can get there, just like the wild horse spring water in summer. Do you think your nipples are the thing of a man?
The long-haired female said mockingly, while my pretty blushing face was humiliated
When Sam's penis was pulled out, the bright red cow's placenta meat also slid out of my wriggling pussy with Sam's semen.
The female long-haired man picked up the placental meat and murmured to herself: This heifer is considered to be married and had children. Her lewd milk will nourish us until she is exhausted!
When I was fucked to death, the long-haired female man took a big wooden bucket containing my milk and started milking other breast slaves in the nest.
I was ashamed to see the noble milk that just flowed out of my breasts and the milk of other breast slaves mixing into a bucket of thick yellow milk rippling in the wooden barrel...
The empty vagina and empty breasts, and the empty breasts, and the empty eyes were empty when I looked at the wooden door outside the nest. The female long-haired man had squeezed out all the women's milk, and then left the breast slaves who were imprisoned in the nest.
We moaned, gasped, waiting for the next milking. Maybe this is the rest of my life, as a female slave.
Dangdang Wave The time for the heifers to exercise is up. I don’t know how long it took, but a few gongs woke me up after milking, and the breast slave in the room moaned in pain
What kind of exercise? Is it a sex again? I asked as the hairy man and the goblin opened our shackles?
You have no special contributions? I have no way to enjoy it! The long-haired man who unbuttoned my neck said in a rough and generous voice.
Only the top three people in this nest will enjoy the cocks of their dads. The female orc breast slave explained coldly to me when the long-haired man tied her hands behind her back.
Being fucked is a reward? I asked in a big mouth, but the response to me was only the long-haired man slapped my naked and round ass a few times.
After being unlocked, the eight breast slaves were forced to stand in one row
Both hands are tied tightly behind
Then the lustful goblin took a thin metal chain and passed through the copper ring of the left labia of 8 women. Of course, the goblin's little hand, full of sarcoma, bounced each woman's clitoris and admired the woman's lewd moans.
Then the copper ring on the right labia is also passed through another chain
Women who came out of the prostitute camp basically had rings on their labia of their vaginas. Some stubborn female slaves even had four rings on each labia. Even if they did not have labia rings, there were holes that could be ringed at any time. This is the punishment for every woman to make mistakes, such as just crying when she was fucked and not continuing to twist her waist, not taking the initiative to put her breasts in and dodge, etc.
No woman can break down in the prostitute camp, so every female slave has a pierced ring on her labia...
My hands were tied up on the back, and my labia were also connected to the labia of the two female slaves in front and back. I moaned softly. This was my habitual action before being tortured by torture.
The female slaves lined up, the first female slave started walking towards the door under the whip of the goblin, and then I felt the labia pulling and had to follow the female slave in front. After walking a few steps, I had to slow down because the labia was pulled by the female slave behind. I frowned and bit my silver teeth and walked in pain.
Only female slaves who have worn the vaginal ring know that the labia is a bit tender and thin like the earlobe. It doesn’t feel like it is pulled for a while or two, but it will cause a superimposed pain after being pulled for a long time. Moreover, the labia are linked to the clitoris, and the painful pull will also stimulate the clitoris.
There is a punishment for the prostitute camp to pull the two labia left and right, and then gently scrape the inner side of the labia with torture tools like sticking to the aphrodisiac wood comb. The slight pain and stimulation of the clitoris will start to flow out the female slave. At the beginning, until the vaginal fluid flows out. From the second to the seventh day, it will gradually strengthen to a small plate of vaginal fluid flow out. On the thirty day, a small bowl of vaginal fluid will be asked to stop.
This is the basic punishment for a prostitute camp. The purpose is to constantly stimulate the sexual organs of female slaves to keep them excited until they become a habit of long-term sexual fluids. At the same time, long-term forced sexual intercourse must also allow female slaves to habitually flow out the sexual fluids to prevent excessive wear of sexual organs.
And I was tortured by that kind of punishment so that as long as I opened my labia, my vaginal fluid would flow continuously
After walking out of the nest, there is a square full of trampled grass, mud and sewage.
I saw more than a dozen nests surrounding this square walking out one after another with our plump breasts and labia connected to each other.
They were all painted with red lips and had their eyeshadows as if this humiliating torture was a banquet
The afternoon sun is not strong, but it still looks white when shining on the naked female slaves. Of course, these sporting breast slaves are also full of female orcs and black-skinned women, but white-skinned women still account for the majority, and their butts have shocking identity marks.
The goblin with glasses seemed to be a cadre. Under its command, the female nurses moaned, and were forced to squat down and jump up, moving in the square filled with mud and sewage.
Behind each team of female slaves are goblins or hairy men holding whips
The goblin wearing glasses sat comfortably on the chair with parasols, tasting the cheese made of milk that had just flowed out of our breasts.
Long-term milk production has made the breasts of these breasts very developed. I think even women with B cups will be lactation into C cups, let alone female slaves with E cups.
They make us squat and jump, maybe they want to see us beautiful women, breasts shaking up and down.
Sure enough, as the female slave in front squatted down, I was forced to squat down under the pain of my labia. The female slave behind me was a little slow to react, which caused us to moan when we were pulled at the same time.
Then because I jumped too early, I screamed again because I was tugging my labia again.
Of course, because my moan was too loud, my beautiful buttocks were whipped by the goblin's whip a few times.
Ah, pain Ah, hurry up Ah, wavy, slow down Ah, it hurts to death. Women keep gasping and complaining, being driven to jump out of frogs, but no woman dares to hug and complain and hate those goblins who connect their labia and force them to jump out of frogs
Maybe this is the feeling of being born lewd and prostitute that is imprinted on my butt
The fog evaporated from the sun, and the fog changed into a beautiful seven-color rainbow because of the sun.
This beauty is a unique view of the deep green province
A year ago, when I stood on the White Jade Tower in Yinma City, I saw this beautiful scenery for the first time, and I admired the beauty and colorfulness of life.
But when I saw this beautiful rainbow in the fog again a year later, I was naked with a delicate body; my butt was marked with a lewd personality, and I punished myself forever; I had just given birth without giving birth; I was now tied with a chain of labia and a row of women who were shaking their plump breasts and forced to jump on the muddy grass; and at this time, how could I feel to appreciate the beautiful scenery of this dark green province?
The female slaves jumped out of order, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, so this sport gradually turned into torture to pull the labia.
I was wet all over. I didn't know if it was the fragrance sweat flowing out, the sewage trampled when I jumped up, or the vaginal fluid flowing out of my vagina. I gasped gently, and looked down from time to time to look at my labia that was pulled. They were two pieces of flesh grinded by countless penis and torture instruments; they were as plump and plump as the petals of a certain plant; ugly and heartbreaking; it was the focus of being humiliated, and it was also the tool for me to make a living; in this bitter contradiction, I even wanted to grit my teeth and cut them all off...
Just as I was panting and tortured by sports torture, a fair and beautiful barefoot suddenly stretched out and tripped me, causing me to almost lose balance
The pain of the violent pulling of the labia made me scream, then turned my head angrily to look for this abominable murderer
Hehe, dear Audrey, is it good to be fucked every day?
A familiar voice came into my ears. I raised my pretty face and looked carefully. First, the two fat breasts that came into my eyes. The long-term milk production made the areola become Yin Hong and almost twice that of an ordinary woman. The developed and thick crimson nipples always stand tall.
On top of my breasts is a beautiful face that I am familiar with and unfamiliar with.
Osalie tattoo!
I yelled softly. Although the time between two teams of naked women passed by for a short time, I recognized her all at once.
If the magician Milia and I are two roses in the Rose Knights, then Osari is another green rose that is willing to be a green leaf, and she is also my best friend!
Osaliwen is the deputy leader of the Rose Knights. In fact, she was the acting leader before I arrived at the Rose Knights.
She is 3 years older than me, but she has never had a boyfriend
Osari's tattoo is a healthy and taller than me. Overall, it does not meet the standards of a delicate woman, but her body is very well-proportioned, and her body is perfect. The beautiful vest line on her abdomen is the envy of the entire group of female knights.
Whenever Milia and I were using gorgeous magic to kill enemies, Osaliwen always held high a weight shield to protect us; every time we attended a dance and banquet, when I always became the protagonist in a red backless evening dress, Osaliwen always sat shyly in a straight knight suit and smiled at me
But I know that her beauty is not worse than mine
Osari has dark red hair and gray eyes, and her high nose bridge is full of nobleness. Many male knights are very fond of her.
But what made me feel strange and even began to be uncertain whether this woman had Osari's tattoos: that beautiful pretty face had lost its former seriousness and dignity, and her charming eyes kept scanning my breasts and vagina. That kind of stupidity reminded me of the female slaves who saw the big cocks of male orcs who were fiery in the brothel after taking twice the aphrodisiac in the prostitute camp, or lesbians who grind tofu in the brothel
Of course Osalie is not homosexual. She once secretly talked to me about her love for the tall knight who also has red hair.
Little bitch, isn’t it so good to fuck your pussy every day?
I haven't continued to ask questions yet, when Osalie Wen turned her head and asked me in that slippery flirting voice as she jumped by me.
I don't know how to answer her question. It's natural for normal sex to have sex with men and women, but I'm just a sex slave prostitute. Almost every time I have sex with them, I'm forced with iron shackles and shackles. The pain in my heart and the venting during orgasm made me unable to figure out whether it was happiness or pain.
I don't know why I asked this as a friend who hasn't seen a class A sex slave for a year
Are you okay? The waves hurt!
I was about to answer, but my team was gone, and the pull of my labia made me jump away before I finished speaking. I endured the pain and turned around and saw a tall but marked naked woman's back, as well as the huge breasts that could not be blocked by the naked back, and the blurred marks of sex slaves on her plump and beautiful buttocks: Sex slaves: Osalie's pattern; Character: docile; Punishment: Sex slave cow; Number: A101
You know that big cow, huh? The female slave behind me who was connected to my labia with a chain asked while panting while panting.
Well, the wavy, I was just responding gently when I was in the contemplation of my memories with Osari.
Ah Wave, you should stay away from her, she is a pervert! The female slave behind me said in a little horrified voice
Sleeping naked among all kinds of torture instruments is a unique skill for every sex slave, because those mentally fragile women are basically unable to persist in prostitute training camps for more than a month
The simplest training in a prostitute camp is to let yourself fall asleep when you are gang-raped and the pain in the vagina is hot and painful. Otherwise, the next round of gang-raping will become extremely painful in a few hours. The inability to recover from the tired body means that enough honey will not be secreted in the vagina, and then the vagina will be thrusted by the penis in one day and will be more red and swollen. The punishment at night is just for the breasts and vaginas.
Therefore, every sex slave who comes out of the prostitute camp can fall asleep with iron shackles or even hanged, which can also be called tired fainting.
The hellish journey kept me sleeping a long time. When the mare pulled the cart physically exhausted, and the physical and mental torture of parading naked every time I arrived in a small town and then picking up customers in the lowest brothel made me have almost no time to think.
Think about the problems that a woman, a prisoner of war, a sex slave who is judged as a prostitute forever
Now I was kneeling naked in the nest with No. 28 written on it, my nipples and breasts were sore and painful. I don’t know if it was the hidden wound of the boar bristle that penetrated the nipples or the effect of the medicine given to me by the hairy man.
While moaning softly, I shook the golden hair that was shoved in the iron shackle, forcing me to forget the pain of my nipples and think about other things
I have been captured for more than 400 days. These days only account for one-twentieth of my life. But these few more than 400 days have turned me from a goddess that everyone envies, the youngest female knight leader in the empire, the prince's fiancée, the first beauty in the empire, to a prostitute with naked butt shaking her breasts, and to a black-skinned child as a child bride and a female slave for a maid. Now that my nipples have been sucked, I will soon produce milk for those lowly demons like these breast slaves.
400 days have passed. Although my skin is still fair and my figure is not out of shape, it is a beautiful woman. However, the two labia in my vagina have become more and more enlarged. Now I can even feel the existence of the labia with my legs tightly closed. This is the sequelae of lewd medicine and excessive mating. Every female slave who graduated from the prostitute camp has two labia. Sometimes this feature is more representative than the brand on my butt.
This makes many men have a lot of sexual desire, but I think it is ugly, the most obvious trace of my 400-day sex slave life
Of course, my nipples are longer than before, which is the consequence of long-term nipples. I remember that my nipples could become soft and retract into the areola, but now no matter when, the two nipples stand straight as if they are telling everyone who is prostitutes me that I am a lewd woman.
However, although the physical changes make me suffer, the mental changes make me even more unacceptable.
I gradually adapted to this life of unhappy sex slave
Damn demons divide us human women into female slaves of A, B, C and S according to their wishes. Different levels of torture also have different ways of torture.
For example, C-class sex slaves can pick up customers during the day and go home at night, and can live with their parents or even their husbands and children. B-class sex slaves are professional prostitutes. However, they can also get the meager silver coins they earn from picking up customers and buy themselves some favorite clothes and snacks. Although most of the time they have to pick up customers naked, and B-class sex slaves have time limits. When the time comes, they can restore their status as second-class citizens. Even if they are looked down upon, they can live freely.
A-level and S-level sex slaves are very miserable. For the demons, these women are sinners who should be on the guillotine.
It was cheaper to kill them, so we A-level sex slaves cannot wear any normal clothes since we were tried. Even if the owner asks to wear them, they will reveal the female's shameful pussy and nipples. Whether it is food or quality of life, it must be at the lowest level.
In the words of a demon teacher who often has sex with me: I just let you sinners thrust your penis in your pussy every day and bells hang on your nipples. Even if you drink semen, it will be sweet.
Moreover, it is not allowed to stay in one place for more than three months. A poor woman like me will always wail and whine in the lowest brothels in every city and town, and will not be cruelly killed until she is too old.
This was a perverted law formulated by the demons, but after more than a year of training, I unconditionally accepted the identity of this A-level sex slave imposed on me.
I will be afraid of being punished because I wear normal clothes to cover my shame, and I will be happy for a day when I enjoy the lunch of a B-class sex slave. I will be very envious when I see a C-class sex slave picking up the guests home. I will gloat when I become an S-class sex slave and have my hands and feet removed, and subconsciously despise S-class sex slaves, just like a B-class sex slave despise us A-class sex slaves.
I am living in 400 days of sex slaves and I didn't wait for the magic of revenge, but I waited for despair and acceptance of my life
However, since Wu Guxie gave me the stimulant, I can actually absorb magic in the simple magic weapon of the demon clan. After several days of continuous injection, my body can already store 4 units of magic power, which can release a group lighting technique
Thinking of this, I smiled contemptuously, mocking myself for my stupid idea of wanting to escape if I have 4 magic powers, but this is a hope after all. One day, I will have the magic power of revenge, and I hope I can live until that time
If I had known that I would have become like this before, I would have committed suicide when the magic disappeared
But now I no longer have the courage to commit suicide. The sex slave who signed the soul contract cannot commit suicide. He can only smile and spread his beautiful legs and endure the friction of one penis after another under the order of his master.
Ah Wave, Ouch Wave The swelling and pain in my breasts stopped my thoughts, and the feeling of the more and more painful jumps made me moan in pain
Is anyone? I feel so painful. My tough spirit was worn out by the whip and cock in the prostitute camp. The severe pain made me beg
Don't hum, you'll start feeding later. Go and tell the keeper. The orc woman next to me shook her huge breasts and said
But, but my place hurts so much Ah I continued to beg
That's milk production, it's okay. A human female breast slave said kindly.
It hurts to give birth, it’s better to get used to it. Another female breast slave said
Oh, this is more uncomfortable than being punished. Ah I said while moaning.
Just accept your fate. It is better to be a sex slave than to be a tit slave. Ah is better than being fucked by someone. You will know after a while.
The orc woman also endured the swelling pain in her breasts.
It is obvious that this female orc has never been a real sex slave prostitute, otherwise she would not have thought that milk production is not as comfortable as a gang rape.
In less than a quarter of an hour, several tall and long-haired women carried a few sacks and buckets and opened the wooden door of our crypt and walked in.
Mom Ah, pain Ah
As soon as I saw someone coming in, I beg for mercy
This kind of breast pain is a punishment that women cannot bear than other external tortures.
However, after a year, I was a prostitute, and I was better than other breast slaves. I was very open-minded and begged for mercy if I only suffered. There was at least five levels of possibility. The master would reduce my punishment.
Speaking of punishment, I have been trained for so long and I am a half expert. The so-called sexual punishment for women is divided into sharp punishment and dull punishment. Sharp punishment is generally used to rush to get information from women's mouth or when to force women to use it. It is basically a severe pain. For example, when I asked me to sign a magic slave contract, I brought a breast shackle, a brain clamp and a soldering iron, etc., and I used a sudden severe pain to make women surrender.
But blunt punishment is the opposite. It uses a slow pain or stimulation to torture women and makes them surrender, such as letting women wear shackles and stones naked, or tied up in a fixed posture, etc., and I think the most difficult blunt punishment for milk production and swelling.
In the first half of the year in the prostitute camp, there were basically sharp punishments, and the second half of the year was more dull punishments. Most sex slave prostitutes slowly changed their personality because of dull punishments and became obedient prostitutes.
Where does it hurt? A female long-haired man asked impatiently
Ah wavy in my nipples, I shouted shamelessly
Oh, Ah, No. 28, you gave birth to milk on the first day today, and you will feel good later. The female long-haired man said coldly
A pile of things like dried beans poured from the sack into the wooden trough in front of my iron shackle, and another wooden trough was filled with water. A female long-haired man untied the iron shackle on my neck.
Don't untied your hand? I asked with a thunderous sound of pulling the chain on my hand
What should I do if I open it for you to milk myself? You have to know that the milk in your breasts is not yours. The female long-haired man said mockingly
Eat quickly, if you don't eat all the rest in half an hour, you will put all the leftovers in your asshole. The female long-haired man threatened and closed the door and left.
I was trained to obey the orders, so I could only lower my pretty face and stretch my beautiful neck like a pig or a dog arched my beans.
Those beans are very dry, with a faint bean salty and peanut flavor. This is a delicious delicacy for me who can't eat meat for a few days.
The whole room was filled with the rustling sound of female slaves eating beans and the gurgling sound of drinking water. If it weren't for the sound of a woman humming in the middle, it would be like a pig in a pigpen eating.
I haven't had a good meal for a few days and I still finished all the food at the specified time. It's obvious that there are a lot of these foods, and the beans are very bulging after drinking the water, which makes my toned belly slightly bloated.
Oops, Oops
After eliminating the feeling of hunger, the swelling and pain in my breasts became even worse. I closed Meimu and moaned softly. Under the squirms of lust, my butt was slowly twisting.
After a while, the eight female slaves locked in the room began to moan in pain, not knowing whether it was the swelling and pain in their breasts or the emptiness in their vaginas...
Lululubowawa, Lululubowawa, milking water
A female long-haired man walked in with a big bucket and shouted. When the female slaves heard the screams of the long-haired man, the moans of their breasts turned into rapid breathing.
Who is the newcomer? No. 28? Lululu Wave The female long-haired man shouted, and I raised my pretty face and frowned slightly at the poor long-haired man in a broken leather apron who was so old that his teeth were about to fall off
I hate the summoning sound of the Lululu Wave, which is the sound of the human beings summoning pigs.
My mother, I am No. 28, Wave Hee Hee, I replied with a smile, even though I was extremely disgusted, but I was still as humble as a little bitch to those high-ranking keepers.
You're so young, your first time giving birth? The female long-haired man asked
Yes...yes, I continued to smile
Is he a virgin before being a sex slave? The long-haired woman asked while placing a big bucket under my breasts while stroking my naked back with her rough hands.
No, it's Ah, the little slave's breasts are so swollen, please mom
I begged to look at this old long-haired woman, hoping that she would try to complete the work first, rather than constantly asking questions. I don't want to answer all the questions before I was captured, because it would make me feel ashamed to contrast, so I answered randomly
Actually, before I was captured, I had at least had experience having sex with two men.
Hehe, according to the rules, cows produce milk on the grassland because of cubs. What is the reason for you, a girl without children, to give milk? Drinking the milk you produce will bring bad luck. So for the first time, you have to milk the women who are sentenced to as milk slaves by the Holy Clan.
The long-haired female said as she rubbed my erect nipples with her fingers. I felt as uncomfortable as someone rubbed my tender nipples with rough wood.
Sam, come in, this heifer must follow the rules of our Wanda Department
With the call of the female long-haired man, a strong long-haired man walked in
My eyes were staring straight at the male long-haired man when he came in, with fear, curiosity, and expectation...
The first time I milk Ah, I have to have sex and squeeze. Who made you produce milk before getting married? In order to eliminate the bad luck of producing milk, we will stuff the meat of the cow placenta into your pussy. After Sam fucks you, the placenta will fall out again. Even if you get married and have children, your milk will be able to drink it.
After speaking in a statement tone, the female long-haired man took out a large finger-sized placental flesh from her skin pocket and stuffed it into my vagina. She didn't ask me how I felt from beginning to end.
Oh, look at your pussy. How many people have you served before, it’s so dark. Under the sarcasm of a female long-haired person, I felt a cold and greasy thing in my pussy slip into my pussy.
Suck it, that's your child, hahaha, look at how many men have you been fucked by your big black pussy? Is it the same thing as Cheng Nu before? If I don't say it, I won't milk you. The older female long-haired man asked sarcastically, and I was so embarrassed that my neck was red
Compared to the memories of the noble life I had in the past, I was less willing to talk about my children, because female slaves who specialize in mating in prostitute camps are impossible to give birth to children. This is also one of the contents of the demons' judgment on me. But as a woman, if she cannot have children, then what is the name of a woman?
I, I don't know Ah, my mother
I shook my head and cried from the corner of Meimu's eyes, but even though it was painful, the expression on my face was still a smile. This was the expression my trainer trained with countless whips and tortures...
My inner pain needs to be vented, and soon the long-haired man named Sam satisfied me
When he showed his huge, thick cock wearing particles, my shame and regret were gone
With the first gurgling sound of vaginal fluid and cock rubbing, my heart was filled with
It's really a slut, it's a pity to stay here to give birth. It should be sent to the city to parade barely every day, and then fuck the pussy on the roadside to pick up guests.
The long-haired female said a little jealously, and she squeezed my soft breasts roughly with her hands.
The female long-haired man is right. I was originally the lowest-level prostitute. Fucking is my life, and breastfeeding is just an episode.
A stream of pleasant lust hit me, and when the particles on the thick cock grind every slit of my vagina, I was moaning happily
However, the long-haired man quickly slowed down the thrusting speed under the eyes of the female long-haired man. I twisted my beautiful buttocks dissatisfiedly, looking forward to the gift of the male long-haired man.
But what is waiting is the pain of breast milking
I remember that when we female nobles gave birth, we rarely produced milk by themselves. We can use alchemy medicine to make ourselves enjoy the joy of the world happily like unpregnant young women. The milk of those children is generally responsible by the nurses of middle-class families.
Of course, there are also milk produced for children. Such things are generally good talks in the aristocratic circle. For example, a certain Marquis sacrificed himself for his children and fed them to children in person.
However, such a lady has at least two professional female breast care workers serving her and takes care of her breasts in every possible way.
I visited a cousin. As a nobleman, she was breastfeeding at this time. I saw her not-full breasts gently massaged in the hands of the breast caregiver, just like the most precious jewelry in time...
But now I am no longer aristocrat. My current identity is an A-level sex slave prostitute who was judged by the demons as a prostitute forever. By chance, I was produced by milk by a dairy cow. In the eyes of that female long-haired person, my breasts were not jewelry, but two meat bags filled with milk.
The rough big hand was kneading from the root to the nipple, and the force actually made me forget the huge cock that was inserted into my vagina.
Pain, um Ah Wave I was wailing the most bitterly, that male hairy man always penetrated deeply into my vagina, making my painful shouts change the taste.
I felt my spirit was about torn apart, with pain in my breasts on one side and great joy on the other side
This feeling can only be tortured by the veteran trainer in the prostitute camp. I know what the consequences are, so I tried my best to restrain myself
I saw my breasts deformed and the milky yellow milk dripping down, and later it turned into a trickle
Because my nipples were penetrated through the nipple ring, the milk was sprayed around along the piercing hole of the nipple ring
Moreover, with every violent thrusting of the male long haired man, my milk will sometimes surging and soothing...
These milks were originally fed to my children, to feed the successor of the Empire.
But now, the successor's mother is dripping the noble milk into the huge dirty wooden barrel while being fucked by a long-haired person
These milk will be made into cheese for the most humble people to eat
Thinking of this, my shame, my breast pain and great happiness intertwined...
Ah Wave I moaned wildly, my beautiful buttocks soaked in sweat were trembling uncontrollably, and a wave of orgasm was about to come and pleasure hit me
Hehe, Sam fucked harder again, this little slut will spray her milk in a while, the wavy female long-haired man bared her yellow teeth and said to her son Sam, who might be her, and at the same time she let go of her big hand that was originally holding my plump breasts tightly
No, Ah Wave Ah Wave Ah Wave I was so embarrassed that my pretty face turned red. I didn't want this ugly long-haired woman to see me having sex until orgasm, and I didn't want them to see how I spit out milk. But this huge shame and Sam's several deep insertions made me unable to control my body
While being milked, I entered a kind of indescribable shame orgasm that was only found in the prostitute camp. My body was uncontrollably tensed and twisted continuously as the hairy man's thick cock went deeper and deeper.
Then in the moan of orgasm, a tremor of pleasure spread from my vagina to my whole body. When this pleasure reached my beautiful breasts, a stream of milk automatically spurted out from my crimson nipples and flowed into the wooden barrel like an abyss. The spraying of milk also produced another pleasure that made my orgasm more intense
Not Ah Wave I can't believe that milk will spew out by itself when I'm climaxing. What a lewd and mean thing.
I can endure the lust in the imprisonment, but this kind of milk produced without a child, and was fucked so hard that I was so ashamed that my body was really lustful.
Just when I was embarrassed and angry, the long-haired man's penis was penetrated deeply again, making my orgasm even more crazy
The milk of two beautiful breasts also spurted out regularly as the penis was inserted.
Look, I will give so many breast slaves a woman who is so happy that she will automatically flow a few drops when she is fucked. You can get there, just like the wild horse spring water in summer. Do you think your nipples are the thing of a man?
The long-haired female said mockingly, while my pretty blushing face was humiliated
When Sam's penis was pulled out, the bright red cow's placenta meat also slid out of my wriggling pussy with Sam's semen.
The female long-haired man picked up the placental meat and murmured to herself: This heifer is considered to be married and had children. Her lewd milk will nourish us until she is exhausted!
When I was fucked to death, the long-haired female man took a big wooden bucket containing my milk and started milking other breast slaves in the nest.
I was ashamed to see the noble milk that just flowed out of my breasts and the milk of other breast slaves mixing into a bucket of thick yellow milk rippling in the wooden barrel...
The empty vagina and empty breasts, and the empty breasts, and the empty eyes were empty when I looked at the wooden door outside the nest. The female long-haired man had squeezed out all the women's milk, and then left the breast slaves who were imprisoned in the nest.
We moaned, gasped, waiting for the next milking. Maybe this is the rest of my life, as a female slave.
Dangdang Wave The time for the heifers to exercise is up. I don’t know how long it took, but a few gongs woke me up after milking, and the breast slave in the room moaned in pain
What kind of exercise? Is it a sex again? I asked as the hairy man and the goblin opened our shackles?
You have no special contributions? I have no way to enjoy it! The long-haired man who unbuttoned my neck said in a rough and generous voice.
Only the top three people in this nest will enjoy the cocks of their dads. The female orc breast slave explained coldly to me when the long-haired man tied her hands behind her back.
Being fucked is a reward? I asked in a big mouth, but the response to me was only the long-haired man slapped my naked and round ass a few times.
After being unlocked, the eight breast slaves were forced to stand in one row
Both hands are tied tightly behind
Then the lustful goblin took a thin metal chain and passed through the copper ring of the left labia of 8 women. Of course, the goblin's little hand, full of sarcoma, bounced each woman's clitoris and admired the woman's lewd moans.
Then the copper ring on the right labia is also passed through another chain
Women who came out of the prostitute camp basically had rings on their labia of their vaginas. Some stubborn female slaves even had four rings on each labia. Even if they did not have labia rings, there were holes that could be ringed at any time. This is the punishment for every woman to make mistakes, such as just crying when she was fucked and not continuing to twist her waist, not taking the initiative to put her breasts in and dodge, etc.
No woman can break down in the prostitute camp, so every female slave has a pierced ring on her labia...
My hands were tied up on the back, and my labia were also connected to the labia of the two female slaves in front and back. I moaned softly. This was my habitual action before being tortured by torture.
The female slaves lined up, the first female slave started walking towards the door under the whip of the goblin, and then I felt the labia pulling and had to follow the female slave in front. After walking a few steps, I had to slow down because the labia was pulled by the female slave behind. I frowned and bit my silver teeth and walked in pain.
Only female slaves who have worn the vaginal ring know that the labia is a bit tender and thin like the earlobe. It doesn’t feel like it is pulled for a while or two, but it will cause a superimposed pain after being pulled for a long time. Moreover, the labia are linked to the clitoris, and the painful pull will also stimulate the clitoris.
There is a punishment for the prostitute camp to pull the two labia left and right, and then gently scrape the inner side of the labia with torture tools like sticking to the aphrodisiac wood comb. The slight pain and stimulation of the clitoris will start to flow out the female slave. At the beginning, until the vaginal fluid flows out. From the second to the seventh day, it will gradually strengthen to a small plate of vaginal fluid flow out. On the thirty day, a small bowl of vaginal fluid will be asked to stop.
This is the basic punishment for a prostitute camp. The purpose is to constantly stimulate the sexual organs of female slaves to keep them excited until they become a habit of long-term sexual fluids. At the same time, long-term forced sexual intercourse must also allow female slaves to habitually flow out the sexual fluids to prevent excessive wear of sexual organs.
And I was tortured by that kind of punishment so that as long as I opened my labia, my vaginal fluid would flow continuously
After walking out of the nest, there is a square full of trampled grass, mud and sewage.
I saw more than a dozen nests surrounding this square walking out one after another with our plump breasts and labia connected to each other.
They were all painted with red lips and had their eyeshadows as if this humiliating torture was a banquet
The afternoon sun is not strong, but it still looks white when shining on the naked female slaves. Of course, these sporting breast slaves are also full of female orcs and black-skinned women, but white-skinned women still account for the majority, and their butts have shocking identity marks.
The goblin with glasses seemed to be a cadre. Under its command, the female nurses moaned, and were forced to squat down and jump up, moving in the square filled with mud and sewage.
Behind each team of female slaves are goblins or hairy men holding whips
The goblin wearing glasses sat comfortably on the chair with parasols, tasting the cheese made of milk that had just flowed out of our breasts.
Long-term milk production has made the breasts of these breasts very developed. I think even women with B cups will be lactation into C cups, let alone female slaves with E cups.
They make us squat and jump, maybe they want to see us beautiful women, breasts shaking up and down.
Sure enough, as the female slave in front squatted down, I was forced to squat down under the pain of my labia. The female slave behind me was a little slow to react, which caused us to moan when we were pulled at the same time.
Then because I jumped too early, I screamed again because I was tugging my labia again.
Of course, because my moan was too loud, my beautiful buttocks were whipped by the goblin's whip a few times.
Ah, pain Ah, hurry up Ah, wavy, slow down Ah, it hurts to death. Women keep gasping and complaining, being driven to jump out of frogs, but no woman dares to hug and complain and hate those goblins who connect their labia and force them to jump out of frogs
Maybe this is the feeling of being born lewd and prostitute that is imprinted on my butt
The fog evaporated from the sun, and the fog changed into a beautiful seven-color rainbow because of the sun.
This beauty is a unique view of the deep green province
A year ago, when I stood on the White Jade Tower in Yinma City, I saw this beautiful scenery for the first time, and I admired the beauty and colorfulness of life.
But when I saw this beautiful rainbow in the fog again a year later, I was naked with a delicate body; my butt was marked with a lewd personality, and I punished myself forever; I had just given birth without giving birth; I was now tied with a chain of labia and a row of women who were shaking their plump breasts and forced to jump on the muddy grass; and at this time, how could I feel to appreciate the beautiful scenery of this dark green province?
The female slaves jumped out of order, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, so this sport gradually turned into torture to pull the labia.
I was wet all over. I didn't know if it was the fragrance sweat flowing out, the sewage trampled when I jumped up, or the vaginal fluid flowing out of my vagina. I gasped gently, and looked down from time to time to look at my labia that was pulled. They were two pieces of flesh grinded by countless penis and torture instruments; they were as plump and plump as the petals of a certain plant; ugly and heartbreaking; it was the focus of being humiliated, and it was also the tool for me to make a living; in this bitter contradiction, I even wanted to grit my teeth and cut them all off...
Just as I was panting and tortured by sports torture, a fair and beautiful barefoot suddenly stretched out and tripped me, causing me to almost lose balance
The pain of the violent pulling of the labia made me scream, then turned my head angrily to look for this abominable murderer
Hehe, dear Audrey, is it good to be fucked every day?
A familiar voice came into my ears. I raised my pretty face and looked carefully. First, the two fat breasts that came into my eyes. The long-term milk production made the areola become Yin Hong and almost twice that of an ordinary woman. The developed and thick crimson nipples always stand tall.
On top of my breasts is a beautiful face that I am familiar with and unfamiliar with.
Osalie tattoo!
I yelled softly. Although the time between two teams of naked women passed by for a short time, I recognized her all at once.
If the magician Milia and I are two roses in the Rose Knights, then Osari is another green rose that is willing to be a green leaf, and she is also my best friend!
Osaliwen is the deputy leader of the Rose Knights. In fact, she was the acting leader before I arrived at the Rose Knights.
She is 3 years older than me, but she has never had a boyfriend
Osari's tattoo is a healthy and taller than me. Overall, it does not meet the standards of a delicate woman, but her body is very well-proportioned, and her body is perfect. The beautiful vest line on her abdomen is the envy of the entire group of female knights.
Whenever Milia and I were using gorgeous magic to kill enemies, Osaliwen always held high a weight shield to protect us; every time we attended a dance and banquet, when I always became the protagonist in a red backless evening dress, Osaliwen always sat shyly in a straight knight suit and smiled at me
But I know that her beauty is not worse than mine
Osari has dark red hair and gray eyes, and her high nose bridge is full of nobleness. Many male knights are very fond of her.
But what made me feel strange and even began to be uncertain whether this woman had Osari's tattoos: that beautiful pretty face had lost its former seriousness and dignity, and her charming eyes kept scanning my breasts and vagina. That kind of stupidity reminded me of the female slaves who saw the big cocks of male orcs who were fiery in the brothel after taking twice the aphrodisiac in the prostitute camp, or lesbians who grind tofu in the brothel
Of course Osalie is not homosexual. She once secretly talked to me about her love for the tall knight who also has red hair.
Little bitch, isn’t it so good to fuck your pussy every day?
I haven't continued to ask questions yet, when Osalie Wen turned her head and asked me in that slippery flirting voice as she jumped by me.
I don't know how to answer her question. It's natural for normal sex to have sex with men and women, but I'm just a sex slave prostitute. Almost every time I have sex with them, I'm forced with iron shackles and shackles. The pain in my heart and the venting during orgasm made me unable to figure out whether it was happiness or pain.
I don't know why I asked this as a friend who hasn't seen a class A sex slave for a year
Are you okay? The waves hurt!
I was about to answer, but my team was gone, and the pull of my labia made me jump away before I finished speaking. I endured the pain and turned around and saw a tall but marked naked woman's back, as well as the huge breasts that could not be blocked by the naked back, and the blurred marks of sex slaves on her plump and beautiful buttocks: Sex slaves: Osalie's pattern; Character: docile; Punishment: Sex slave cow; Number: A101
You know that big cow, huh? The female slave behind me who was connected to my labia with a chain asked while panting while panting.
Well, the wavy, I was just responding gently when I was in the contemplation of my memories with Osari.
Ah Wave, you should stay away from her, she is a pervert! The female slave behind me said in a little horrified voice
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