The four roses of the Knights of the Rose have finally gathered again
I remember the last party was at the Constant celebration party dance salon a year ago. At that time, I was wearing a red evening dress and a custom-made platinum crystal brooch from Swarovski on my chest. When I entered the venue, I became the focus of the dance. Osari was wearing a light green knight uniform, highlighting her slender and toned body, her short hair was neutral and heroic; Milia was dressed up carefully, with black curly hair, silver-white diamond earrings and close-fitting magic robe, so mysterious and sexy; only Margaret, wearing a blue priest robe, still maintained elegance and holiness, and her smile that kept people from passing through made those enthusiastic knights look down on her.
But, when we met again a year later...
This place is no longer a warm and comfortable dance salon, but a demon army camp in the cold wind in late autumn
My smile was erecting my full breasts, and my fat pussy was shaved with thick wooden sticks of a wooden donkey. The only thing that was the same was that the demon soldiers painted the whole body into the same bright red as the red evening dress. However, the customized Zhenmei brooch turned into a heavy and rough copper breast ring worn on the crimson nipples; and the Osari pattern was no longer neutral. Her short hair was always trimmed and long and messy, and her plump breasts were always not on her. She consciously secreted white milk, and her plump buttocks were also sitting on the wooden donkey. The overdeveloped fat pussy and anus were stirred with wooden sticks. She screamed unscrupulously and was painted with light green on her body; Milia begged with her carefully adjusted expression, as if she was ashamed and waved, her pure and clean temperament had long been replaced by the charm after sex, and her beautiful body no longer had any sense of mystery, and she appeared naked in front of everyone's eyes.
She also sat on the wooden donkey and moaned, her whole body was painted with white as her magic robe. Her black labia were very conspicuous in her white thighs. Only an old bitch who had been receiving guests for more than ten years could have such a pussy; only Margaret, although riding on the wooden donkey as naked as us, was still holy and beautiful, dwarfing us and being ashamed of shame.
I twisted my delicate body in disgust. The demon soldier brushed the paint very carefully. Even under my armpits, barefoot toes and even the crotch were inserted into it and brushed it finely.
But what makes me even more embarrassed is that in addition to my face, the areola and nipples that have been sucked over the years have not been painted with red paint, and the fat, dark red labia that have been turned outwards have not been painted.
From a distance, I saw a pretty blonde naked woman with a red face, her body was as red as agate, but the nipples on her plump breasts and the vagina between her legs that were thrust by a wooden donkey were developed with dark red hair...
Dangdang With the sound of a broken gong, the squeaking rolling sound of the wheels under the wooden donkey recalled
Ah Ah I felt that the rough wooden sticks in my vagina and anus were also stirring up and down rhythmically as the wooden donkey moved. The pain and pleasure brought by friction made me moan gently
In my sex slave career over the past year, I have also been on a wooden donkey, but it was all the punishments in the torture room. It was the first time I was parading on a wooden donkey.
The wooden donkey is a torture instrument for the empire to punish adultery and lewd women in the barbaric era. Not all adultery women have to sit on the wooden donkey, but the kind of evil women who kill their husbands and kill their parents-in-law and abuse their children because of lewdness will be forced to sit on the wooden donkey.
After the empire entered the civilization era, the torture instruments of wooden donkeys were only recorded in historical books and in poems recited by minstrels.
However, as a woman in a human empire, she was taught by her elders to be loyal since she was a child. Unchaste women finally had to teach them to sit on the wooden donkey, so she was also very curious about the wooden donkey.
It was not until I was fifteen that I saw the introduction of the wooden donkey in the encyclopedia in the library of the Empire that I really knew what the wooden donkey looked like, and of course I was extremely embarrassed and angry.
In that girlish girl who was ignorant and hoped to be cared for by her lover, I sneered at any torture instrument that could hurt women.
I even submitted a letter of representation to the Imperial Noble House, demanding that the entire empire prohibit the history of the barbaric torture instruments such as wooden donkeys from being recorded and spread of the history of barbaric torture instruments.
Who knew that in just five years, the wooden donkey, which I even disliked even if I thought about it, actually sat on it.
And he really sat on it as a slut (who said he was not a slut in a prostitute camp who was intertwined by his relatives in a prostitute camp?)
In the prostitute training camp, when the teacher informed me in advance that I was going to sit on a wooden donkey after meals, I was still so embarrassed that my pretty face turned red with shame.
Although I had been used to being naked at that time, I was already familiar with laughing under the orc's thick cock. This was my first time sitting on a wooden donkey, which is a special torture instrument, which still makes me embarrassed and have a little expectation.
Only women who have truly sat on wooden donkeys know that feeling. Although it does not harm women as much as other torture instruments, the shame and traditional hints in their hearts make it impossible for any empire woman to let go.
I took back my thoughts when I was sitting on a wooden donkey for the first time. I saw that the one holding my wooden donkey was a cow, an old cow requisitioned on a nearby farm. It walked very slowly but was enough to let the cock on the wooden donkey make me scream.
Four old cows were pulling four wooden donkeys, and four beautiful women were imprisoned on the wooden donkey. The wooden donkeys below them were fucking them while walking in the 20-kilometer demon barracks, causing them to suffer all the humiliation, and they must not survive or die...
The blue demon girl has been captured by His Highness the Consul! Now she has stripped her naked and paraded on the street. She feels that their pussy breasts are pretty good and she can wait in the Muzhai, so she can enjoy them for free later! Dangdang The words of the messenger are spreading as the sound of the gongs, many orcs and long-haired soldiers gathered from their camps. The crowd is filled with black leather hoods and naked and greasy bodies.
It turns out that evil star's skin is really blue
Not all Ah, you see, her nipples and pussy are pink
Oh, I can't stand it if I get fucked by the wooden husband a few times. There is still a big job later. What should I do if you look at your slutty hooves? A sex slave military prostitute said when he saw Margaret being fucked by a wooden stick.
Who are those female slaves of the colors?
It is said that he is the blue witch's comrade. He was captured by us a year ago. He has been trained to become a bad cunt whore.
I said, why is it so good to sit on the wooden donkey? Look at the blonde and red skin. I have fucked her in Giant Wood Town. She seems to be named Audrey, the Rose Knight, and the fiancée of the human prince. But she is so sexy, she lives well, and has a lot of water under her!
What Rose Knight, I saw that under our hairy big cock, they were all bitches. She was fucked by us so much that she even forgot what was under her prince haha, but I would play with that red Audrey in a while
The soldiers of the demon clan praised us in a slight manner, just as the four of us once beautiful and noble women were lambs to be slaughtered.
However, when I heard someone commenting on me, I still became excited uncontrollably. The wooden cock was the first to make a sound of murmur mixed with the vaginal fluid. Obviously, I had already moved the vaginal fluid secreted by the secretion of my emotions and soaked the wooden stick.
Gradually, I felt the dye applied to me irritating my skin, just like there were tens of thousands of small ants crawling inside the skin, especially under the breasts, under the armpits and crotch, where the sweaty areas were unbearable.
I was sitting on the first wooden donkey, and the other wooden donkeys were lined up behind me, so I couldn't see Margaret's expression
However, the moans of the women became louder and louder, it could be felt that it was not only the thrusting of the wooden stick, but also the moan caused by the itching of the skin.
I was already sweating profusely in less than a quarter of an hour. The more I sweat, the more itchy the paint penetrates into the body, and the more itchy I feel, the more sweating it is. This has formed a vicious cycle.
Just as I was screaming and itchy, my first destination finally arrived, and a huge Muzhai military camp appeared in front of us.
This is one of the twelve major demon clans. When our wooden donkey drove into the gate of the wooden village, I breathed a sigh of relief, because according to experience, we can loosen our female slaves and feed them some food and drink. Otherwise, a day of binding would easily cause necrosis of the limbs.
And as long as I loosen my body, I will definitely tickle hard, especially the area in my butt groove. It's so itchy.
As I thought, soon a demon soldier put us down from the wooden donkey and fed the cows that pulled the wooden donkey and drank water.
However, we little slaves who are not as good as pulling carts and oxes were directly stuffed into the wooden shackles that had been prepared in the center of the wooden village.
I didn't even have the chance to scratch my butt to relieve itching, so I was locked in the wooden shackle with my butt sticking out.
The head and hands are on one side of the Mu Jiao, and the whole body can only stand with his butt sticking out on the other side of the Mu Jiao
I know this is the standard posture for public toilets. It seems that no matter whether you are on the road or resting, your slutty will be free for a moment.
A bowl of clear water hit my lips. I looked at the green, black haired hands holding the bowl, and the black fingernails soaked in the water. I frowned but drank the water without hesitation.
Drink all the water and get energetic after a while
The orc took away the bowl with a smile and said, but at this time, I hope someone can whip me with a whip because it's too itchy all over.
Maybe when I fuck me, someone will hit me in the butt, I thought of it in a daze
Without time to think, the hungry orcs rushed to us like a flood that opened the gate
The thick cock was gusting and inserted into the deepest part of my vagina. The violent sound of the buttocks being hit one after another, accompanied by the moans of women
When Guji's excitement and itching of the whole body reached a balance, I finally had a little time to think about it
I know that today my pussy may be more busy than a week combined
Fortunately, some of me had two days to rest, while Milia and Osalie might be exhausted to death
Suddenly I remembered Margaret, she had not been trained or trained as a sex slave prostitute, her pussy could not accept this kind of destruction.
Thinking of me twisting my pretty face, I went to find Margaret
She was also imprisoned by the wooden shackle like me. A senior orc officer with a peacock feather on his helmet behind her was working hard. Obviously, not everyone can get involved in the value of the Blue God Envoy.
Because the wooden shackles confine their heads and hands, their legs support their beautiful buttocks.
Margaret wanted to close her legs, but she was brutally spread by the orc officer after several attempts. After exhaustion, she could only try her best to spread her legs and endure the thrust like us mature sex slaves.
Although the mating posture of the body is the same, every woman's expression is different. Osari moans a little exaggeratedly, as if fucking is the most enjoyable thing in the world; Milia smiles like a pleasing mèi, as if bringing pleasure to the orc father is the happiest thing for her; while Margaret is calmly closed and harmonious, although her beautiful breasts are trembling back and forth by the thrusting of sex, her expression is like falling asleep
Seeing Margaret's calm appearance and thinking about my own smile and moaning, I felt a little more ashamed and angry. At the same time, an evil thought arose, that is, I also hope Margaret will become our lewd appearance.
When I wanted to see when Margaret's holy expression would be disintegrated by lust, a thick hand pulled away my pretty face, and a fishy cock was inserted into my sandalwood mouth. I looked upward with my eyes as silk, and my fragrant tongue began to lick its glans gently. I knew the work of oral sex had begun...
When the sixth cock pulled out my pussy, the one-hour rest time was over
We were confined on the wooden donkey and started driving towards the next military camp, Muzhai.
After the baptism of gang rape like a gang rape, the demons took care of us more easily, and the four wooden donkeys were also driving side by side on the plank road between the barracks.
Four pairs of plump breasts fluctuated up and down with the bumps of the wooden donkey and the twists of the woman. Three of them were wearing silver or rusty yellow breast rings on the nipples. The breast rings were hung by the good demons. The crisp ringtone made the demon soldiers feel happy, but made us feel excited by the bells.
I listened to the annoying bell sound on my nipples, felt the two wooden cocks thrust back and forth to the anus and vagina, and then looked at Milia's expression on the left, who was excited by the thrusting like me, and Margaret's calm face on the right, as if her vagina was not thrusting like me.
My heart is full of misery
I seemed to see the tragic ending of the four roses of our Rose Knights. Originally, we all had a bright future. Audrey could have become the most beautiful female knight, and the empire's queen ruled the empire with virtue; while Milia could have become the pure and clean ice master, and finally married a talented male magician she liked and lived a happy life in her travels; and Osaliwen would marry a wealthy marquis who loved her after the term of the Rose Knights, and spend her life happily in the fief; Margaret would pursue her faith and become the youngest and most holy high priest
But now, because of the invasion of the demon race and the loss of human magic...
Milia and I were judged as A-level sex slaves and trained to be sex slaves who ride thousands of people. In the past year, in the harsh laws of the demons, almost every town I have been to have to open my vagina and sell my pussy, but all I have got was a bowl of full rice with minced meat and a bed that could sleep; Osalie was judged as a milk slave, and she had to give up her royal blood, but she had to give up her milk, and she was squeezed enough to be allowed to live like a livestock; and Margaret also had to give up her faith and become an S-level sex slave who was even more miserable than us, and her misery had just begun
Thinking of the huge gap here, the lewd thoughts about the future and the deep insertion of the vagina caused by the sudden and large vibration of the wooden donkey made me unable to suppress my body anymore. A hot stream ejaculated with the wooden stick thrusting in the vagina. Although I was tightly imprisoned, my delicate body still twitched a few times.
Ah, oh I want to try my best to hide it, but the pleasure of orgasm still makes me scream
The fucking just now hasn't made you happy enough, oh Audrey, you are such a slutty bitch! Miliya glanced at me and said sourly with excitement
Milia, don't talk like that Audrey is our comrade-in-arms
Margaret opened Meimu and said, this was the first time she had spoken since she was tortured. Although the wooden sticks were thrusting in her vagina and anus, it seemed that she had no effect. She didn't speak like Milia and was excited to be thrusted.
Margaret, you don't have to say good things to her. She made us capture the wooden stick. I wouldn't sympathize with her even if it was all thorns. Miliya said with a blushing and angry look.
Milia, you bitch, even if I don’t run away, you will not be captured? Why don’t you commit suicide? When you were tamed into a bitch, you hated me, why don’t you hate the Holy Tribe dads who pierced your slutty pussy?
My pretty face was flushed with shame. Although I had just climaxed, the wooden stick was still thrusting into my tired pussy like a cold and mechanically, as if constantly reminding me that I was just a poor and lowly sex slave. This gap made me refute angrily
Everyone makes mistakes, only forgiveness is redemption. Margaret looked at me with clear eyes like a lake and said
Margaret, don't say sarcastic words there. If you are forced to fuck every day, you won't say that in a year. Then you are a silly woman. Why don't you agree to Lord Uvia's request? You made us punished by sitting on a wooden donkey like you. I'm going to be fucked down there, whimper Miliya said in a strange voice.
Because I don't want to lose my soul, Margaret continued to say calmly
It's so noble Ah, let me tell you, in order to take care of you, Lord Uvia applied lubricant to the wooden stick that was inserted into you, but your sisters didn't. The reason why you can be so relaxed is because your pussy has not been developed yet
A demon soldier riding a horse said mockingly, and whipped Margaret's naked breasts hard.
Margaret, listen to me that this is indeed an opportunity for you. In a while, you plead with Lord Uvia, saying that you are wrong and willing to be her maid so that you don’t have to suffer as much as we do. You don’t know the pain of S-class sex slaves. I have seen their miserable appearance. They have been tortured to the point of being completely crazy, Margaret, please don’t be stubborn anymore
I begged that Margaret had just spoken for me and a trace of kindness in my heart surged. Although I hope Margaret would also fall when moaning under torture, the rare reason now still makes me persuade this woman who still treats me as a friend.
Yes, you heard Audrey's saints' iron law that the maids of the school can also accept two special slaves, so you can accept us so we don't have to be marching prostitutes, military prostitutes are so hard.
Milia said excitedly
Yes, please, Margo. I was excited again when I heard that I could take over as a maid.
Compared to the marching prostitute who was fucked half to death by a wolf, the school's exclusive slaves seemed to be in heaven.
So I also said with a smile
But you have three people, can I only accept two? Margaret asked with the gurgling sound in this pussy
It is true that only two can be taken, but most maids take male slaves. A demon soldier added
Then take me
Accept me Ah
Margo, I'm your best friend
Three naked women who were thrusting their pussy and anal thrust on the wooden donkey and were fucked to death by the wooden stick, started arguing like this
Margo, do you still remember who accompanied you to learn combat skills? It's me, your Osalie-patterned sister Ah, you must choose me as your exclusive slave Ah
Do you still remember that banquet? Margo, it was the jewelry I recommended to you to make you the focus of the banquet. It was your sister Miliya
When you are unhappy, I am Audrey's sister, crying and laughing with you. Have you forgotten?
Don't choose Audrey, she escaped at the last minute, she deserves to become a sex slave who will be prostitutes forever. Osali said
Don't choose that bitch Audrey, it was the pink lightning that she fired at you that you lost, I saw it all, Milia said
No, I was forced, you know, Sister Audrey is involuntarily most of the time I defended
Look at how deep you have fallen? Do you still have nobility and kindness in your heart? I will not be a maid of the demon clan, you should give up. Margaret said
Fuck you, Margaret! Wait until your pussy is punched and tied with a bell, your calf and forearm are cut off and then you twist your butt as a watchdog for Lord Uvia, see what you say
Milia cursed
Margaret, you silly woman, waiting for your breasts to be forced to produce milk. When you watch others eat cheese made from your milk, and you are crazy hungry, you will definitely regret it.
Osalie yelled angrily
Margo, do you know the real feeling of being ridden by thousands of people? Do you know that every day you can only crawl naked, raise your face and smile at Mèi, just begging others to have sex with you, and then get a sense of pain? Do you know that everyone doesn’t think you are a human being, but only treats you as a bitch who can do the best?
I begged bitterly
You are all soulless women! No, they can be said to be rotten flesh! Audrey, Milia and Osali in my heart died a year ago. You are just evil ghosts who crawled out of hell
After saying that, Margaret closed her mouth and stopped answering
We stayed in each of the twelve demon clans for an hour, and the so-called rest in this hour is to be confined to the wooden shackles and have sex with all races in the demon clan for free.
When the morning sunlight turned white from the east, we came out of the twelfth military camp. At this time, the four of us women were really fucked like rotten flesh and couldn't move...
I woke up in my sleep, feeling that my body had recovered from the fatigue of the wooden donkey parading on the street
I wanted to stretch but my feet touched the wet wall of the cell that imprisoned me. This was a cell with a length and width of less than 2 yards (15 meters), with a wet straw mat with a smell of mold on the ground.
I smiled like a self-deprecatingly. During the two days of Wesmaqu, I fell asleep in a comfortable bed but lost insomnia every night. In the demons, I sat on a wooden donkey and was fucked to death and finally got locked in a narrow cell but could sleep very comfortably. Maybe my body is really a lowly prostitute.
When we were taken to Uvia, the temporary commander of the Demon Expeditionary Force, the soldiers of the Demon Clan had washed all the paint on our naked bodies, and then kept their best condition after being fed
All three of us A-level sex slaves knelt docilely in front of Uvia, with their legs spread out and gently spreading their vagina with their hands to show absolute surrender
Only Margaret was still standing there, but her eyes were a little dark, and it was obvious that the wet and afflicting cell made her unable to sleep.
Hehe, the little lewd slaves recovered very well. Yesterday, I was so tired that I was still so energetic when I was parading on the street. I wonder how to play with you today?
Uvia looked at us with full breasts one by one, and she praised her with a smile.
Margaret, who was just opposed and did not kneel down, obviously had other means to deal with her
At this time, a demon clan's messenger came in, saluted the military salute and handed a document to Uviya.
Well, since you were so well-behaved yesterday, I'll give you a beautiful lady. Uvia smiled and said as she looked at the document.
After Weismaqu's acceptance, we incorporated about 20,000 human soldiers. In addition to leaving 1,000 as permanent soldiers, more than 19,000 people were left to return to the field. They were all loyal and brave soldiers. How could we let them leave so discouraged? So every human soldier must have sex with you human aristocratic women at least once, so they dare not join the resistance army of the human aristocratic organization.
Uvia said to the commissar while holding the document.
So how many sex slaves need to be arranged? The messenger asked
Well, the three of them! Plus 97 A-level sex slaves above marquises. Get things done within a month, keep records, and let the human soldiers go home. Don’t turn into a toilet-style flow record. It requires every prostitute to accompany these men like a wife or concubine, from breakfast to the next morning, so that these soldiers who are oppressed by human nobles can also enjoy the life of the noble master. Of course, these human noble women should not wear any clothes, and should lick every piece of skin on their temporary husbands and be elegant.
Uvia said after thinking about it
After hearing this, my scalp became numb. Although I was afraid of those gang rapes that were like yesterday, I was even more afraid of facing them for a long time.
After the routine forced sex, what can I talk to these low-spirited guests? Facing it all day and having to bathe those dirty men with your tongue is more ashamed than being naked. I'm afraid it's their contemptuous look.
We have already started to do these, but what about soldiers or prostitutes who disobey orders? The messenger continued
Disobedient? Soldiers, then kill the wolf, and the prostitute will be demoted. Uvia replied
What should I do if there are 3,500 women of the age who have been tried as B-class sex slaves in the Wesmaqu Fortress? The messenger asked again
Well, let's transform some of the urban areas of Wesmaqu into permanent prostitute-teaching camps. In the future, many human women will come here to domesticate them. For details, please find Mirataya, the warden of the prostitute-teaching camp, to follow her plan.
Uvia said impatiently
Oh, what about you Miss Margaret? Did you have a good time yesterday? Do you want to comfort the severed soldier Ah like your three sisters?
Uvia sent the messenger away and said to Margaret with a smile
... Margaret answered in silence
I will give you one last chance. Are you willing to join my school and become a maid who specializes in providing sexual intercourse services to the members of the school, which is what you call a high-level prostitute?
Uvia deliberately elongated her tone when she was talking about prostitutes
No, I will never betray my soul! Margaret responded
Well, she is yours, Chief Teacher Mr. Tie John said a little disheartenedly
I will definitely accept this challenge. Lord Uvia, do you have any other requests? The vicious middle-aged demon came out from behind the tent and replied.
Don't kill her, keep her tongue and talk, nothing else. Uvia cruelly glanced at Margaret, standing naked and said
Let's go as you order, S-class sex slave marching meat toilet Margaret Iron John walked up to Margaret and said
I don't have that long name. Margaret protested
Very good. Your current name is called slutty toilet. After leaving the tent, you will kneel down and kowtow no matter who you see. Even ordinary marching prostitutes will kowtow, because you are an S-class sex slave. Your status is not as good as that of a pig or dog waiting to be slaughtered in the kitchen. Did you hear it?
Iron John said gently, and put a collar on Margaret's neck
You hurt me, where are we going? Margaret said hurriedly
A place to bring you to hell, Iron John replied coldly
Although I opened my vagina and knelt on the ground, I still turned my pretty face and saw a hint of panic flashing across Margaret's calm and beautiful face, but my neck was pulled by the collar and pulled it out of the big tent. As long as I came out of this big tent, Margaret would really become an S-class sex slave.
Don't Ah, Margo, please agree to Lord Uvia
I suddenly collapsed and shouted, at that moment, I almost forgot that I was just a marching prostitute who was an A-level sex slave. I forgot that I would receive severe punishment in front of the high-level demons, except for opening my vagina and kneeling and laughing.
Wait! I see you sisterly love deeply. Although Uvia smiled like a flower, her eyes were cold.
Lord Uvia, please accept her as your maid. If she is disobedient, you can train her. She is just a little girl who knows nothing.
I cried and begged, constantly sticking out my naked butt and kowtowed to Lord Uvia
Margaret also stood with her back to Uvia, her shoulders trembling slightly. I don’t know if she was moved by me or was struggling with thoughts.
Lord Uvia, she is not really a sisterly relationship. She just wants Margaret to be your maid, and then she can be selected by Margaret as an exclusive slave. Audrey is a very sinister woman Ah!
Milia kowtowed and said
Well, so that's it Ah Audrey, how should I punish you for cheating on my feelings
Uvia said gloatingly
No, I really do it for Margaret! Woooooo I swayed my plump breasts and kowtowed desperately.
Since you said you were really for Margaret, then Mr. Iron John, don't mind training two female slaves at the same time, what punishment is Margaret being punished? What punishment is Audrey also
Uvia said with bright eyes
I was so weak that I was wearing a collar on my legs, but I was so scared that I could no longer walk, I could only crawl and follow me out of the tent
Behind me, Milia's voice of admiration: Lord Uvia, can the slave who told the truth be rewarded?
Is that right? You reported Audrey's trick and wanted to seek reward? Didn't you already reward you to serve the tens of thousands of human soldiers? Oh, that's it. Every time you have sex with you, you will have three holes open. Hehe
Uvia's mocking voice and Milia's miserable moans came at the same time
You don't have to plead for me, Margaret said as she walked out of the tent
Don't talk, you'll be punished
I muttered in a low voice
I really regret it, I didn't know why I suddenly said such a thing.
Actually, I have selfish intentions, and I also hope that Margaret can become a maid. In this way, relying on my intimate relationship with Margaret, she will definitely choose me as her exclusive slave.
Although I don’t know what the specific job of a special slave is?
But at least it's a destination
After the demons conquered the human empire, they would go to the extreme north to attack the dragon clan. As a marching prostitute, I must have to go to the army barefoot to go on an expedition with the army naked and barefoot. I endured the cold, fatigue, hunger and thirst during the day, and at night I would be fucked by penis in the military tent to death.
I also need a place to settle down. Even if I am the most low-ranking exclusive slave in the school, I am extremely happy for me.
But now, not only did Margaret not persuade him to do so, but also got himself in.
Even if I ask me to go through the training process of A-level sex slaves again, I can't stand it, let alone the torture of S-level sex slaves. Just thinking about it makes me look dark
Crack, Crack and Margaret were both whipped, just because we whispered, the punishment was just beginning
Audrey, a marching prostitute of A102, you are temporarily demoted to S-class sex slave and slutty toilet Margaret, your status is lower than any existing creature in this military camp. Do you understand?
Audrey understands that I nodded miserably
You need to crawl like the A102 marching prostitute. Iron John said plainly, as if this is a truth
No, Margaret said contemptuously, she would never succumb to this confident chief demon teacher
Very good, I like to train your sexual slaves like this to let me see how long your Ren performance lasts?
After Iron John said that, his vicious eyes flashed, and the collar on Margaret's beautiful neck began to tighten.
Margaret's pretty face turned red, obviously it was difficult to breathe
She used her hands to pull the collar but tighter and tighter
I saw that the rough leather collar was almost deeply embedded in Margaret's beautiful neck like a swan. Her pretty face turned purple but still quiet and holy, and her naked body was shaking.
But her backbone is still unyielding and straight
Suddenly I felt my collar tightening, and I subconsciously reached out to pull the tightening collar no longer allowed my fingers to reach in.
After just a few difficult breaths, I couldn't breathe anymore. Then the feeling of stuffiness made me crazy
I was rolling on my naked body with my fragrant tongue, forming a sharp contrast with Margaret's calmness.
If you resist again, she will die for you. Iron John said gracefully, as if introducing dishes to a lady
Alas, with a gentle sigh
Margaret's unyielding spine also bent down. She knelt softly on the ground, as high as I did just now, sticking out her lewd and naked butt, revealing her pussy, and supporting the ground with both hands like a bitch.
My collar also relaxed. I retching for a few times and was pulled out of the Muzhai like Margaret and crawled out of the Muzhai like Margaret.
Several marching prostitutes wearing black leather hoods walked past us. They saw the high-level demons spread their beautiful legs and spread their fleshy holes and nodding their heads to salute.
And after I looked at John Iron, I could only kneel on the ground and open my vagina, and then kowtow to every lowly marching prostitute. Every time I kowtowed, I would say sweetly: Hello sister, Audrey, please give me peace to you
There was the first surrender and the second surrender. Margaret was like me, kneeling on the ground and slid open her vagina, and then kowtowed, but she was silent and didn't say anything.
Those lowly military prostitutes were a little flattered, and no woman had ever treated them as much as a polite person to them.
I saw the surprise and joy in their eyes, and a hint of shame surged into my heart.
Despised by military prostitutes who can pass by the pedestrians, they really have to get into the crack in the ground.
Bitches, they are S-class toilets that are more despicable than you, so you need to give gifts to you
Iron John seemed to explain to the marching prostitutes to humiliate us.
The marching prostitutes looked at the high-level demons who were talking to them in a daze and were happy, breaking the two pieces of flesh in their vaginas even more open, and some people even drifted their vaginas directly.
It was about 1,000 yards from Uvia's pink tent to leaving Muzhai. We met dozens of people. Whenever we saw a person, even if it was a horse, Margaret and I would perform the most despicable S-class sex slave ceremony.
When I walked out of the military camp, I was so tired that my back was sore
Damn, it's a wooden donkey again. I saw the iron John's demon blood horse and two wooden donkeys parked outside the village, and he cursed in his heart and Margaret turned his pretty face even more blushing.
This kind of vehicle is the only one that can be found here that suits your humble status, but this does not fit my style, because I usually don't let a female slave use a torture instrument at the same time for two days.
Iron John actually explained embarrassedly
I'm so disgusted with the hypocritical appearance of the high-level demons
Let me suffer, but who made me demoted to S-class sex slave, but I still pretended to be good for me. Why don’t you use the same torture instrument for two days? It’s really fake to die
Although I was extremely disgusted, I still had to sit on the wooden donkey with a smile and obedient manner.
The wooden donkey was obviously what we sat on yesterday. I saw that the wooden donkey I was going to sit on was actually covered with white dye. It seems that this was the wooden donkey that Milia had sat on yesterday.
But when I saw the wooden stick soaked in Milia's vaginal fluid, these lazy demons obviously did not clean the lustful tools that were about to be inserted into the softest part of the woman.
I actually felt disgusted, as if I had used a spoon of soup that someone had just finished drinking.
However, no matter who has been stained with the sticks of vaginal fluid, they will be inserted into my vagina and anus when I sit on the Trojan horse, and then my vaginal fluid will be mixed and no longer separated from each other.
From afar, I saw a group of low-spirited human soldiers throwing their weapons and armor on the ground.
Then he led a smiley human, once a nobleman, into the simple camp tent
These soldiers will enjoy the full service of the female nobles, allowing them to feel the feeling of being a noble master for a day
Then they will take off their armor and return to the fields, exaggerating this wonderful experience several times, such as the naked queen who accompanied me to sleep and feed me food.
Of course they will no longer be loyal to the empire. Uvia's understatement of the plan cut off the foundation of the human empire
But I didn't have the heart to think about the future of the human empire. I was sitting on the wooden donkey with my penis thrust in my vagina and anus, and while moaning, I was away from the demon army camp, and went to a hellish place where I could train S-class sex slaves and those stubborn saints.
I hope I can see the white walls of Wesmaquer again, where I remember
I remember the last party was at the Constant celebration party dance salon a year ago. At that time, I was wearing a red evening dress and a custom-made platinum crystal brooch from Swarovski on my chest. When I entered the venue, I became the focus of the dance. Osari was wearing a light green knight uniform, highlighting her slender and toned body, her short hair was neutral and heroic; Milia was dressed up carefully, with black curly hair, silver-white diamond earrings and close-fitting magic robe, so mysterious and sexy; only Margaret, wearing a blue priest robe, still maintained elegance and holiness, and her smile that kept people from passing through made those enthusiastic knights look down on her.
But, when we met again a year later...
This place is no longer a warm and comfortable dance salon, but a demon army camp in the cold wind in late autumn
My smile was erecting my full breasts, and my fat pussy was shaved with thick wooden sticks of a wooden donkey. The only thing that was the same was that the demon soldiers painted the whole body into the same bright red as the red evening dress. However, the customized Zhenmei brooch turned into a heavy and rough copper breast ring worn on the crimson nipples; and the Osari pattern was no longer neutral. Her short hair was always trimmed and long and messy, and her plump breasts were always not on her. She consciously secreted white milk, and her plump buttocks were also sitting on the wooden donkey. The overdeveloped fat pussy and anus were stirred with wooden sticks. She screamed unscrupulously and was painted with light green on her body; Milia begged with her carefully adjusted expression, as if she was ashamed and waved, her pure and clean temperament had long been replaced by the charm after sex, and her beautiful body no longer had any sense of mystery, and she appeared naked in front of everyone's eyes.
She also sat on the wooden donkey and moaned, her whole body was painted with white as her magic robe. Her black labia were very conspicuous in her white thighs. Only an old bitch who had been receiving guests for more than ten years could have such a pussy; only Margaret, although riding on the wooden donkey as naked as us, was still holy and beautiful, dwarfing us and being ashamed of shame.
I twisted my delicate body in disgust. The demon soldier brushed the paint very carefully. Even under my armpits, barefoot toes and even the crotch were inserted into it and brushed it finely.
But what makes me even more embarrassed is that in addition to my face, the areola and nipples that have been sucked over the years have not been painted with red paint, and the fat, dark red labia that have been turned outwards have not been painted.
From a distance, I saw a pretty blonde naked woman with a red face, her body was as red as agate, but the nipples on her plump breasts and the vagina between her legs that were thrust by a wooden donkey were developed with dark red hair...
Dangdang With the sound of a broken gong, the squeaking rolling sound of the wheels under the wooden donkey recalled
Ah Ah I felt that the rough wooden sticks in my vagina and anus were also stirring up and down rhythmically as the wooden donkey moved. The pain and pleasure brought by friction made me moan gently
In my sex slave career over the past year, I have also been on a wooden donkey, but it was all the punishments in the torture room. It was the first time I was parading on a wooden donkey.
The wooden donkey is a torture instrument for the empire to punish adultery and lewd women in the barbaric era. Not all adultery women have to sit on the wooden donkey, but the kind of evil women who kill their husbands and kill their parents-in-law and abuse their children because of lewdness will be forced to sit on the wooden donkey.
After the empire entered the civilization era, the torture instruments of wooden donkeys were only recorded in historical books and in poems recited by minstrels.
However, as a woman in a human empire, she was taught by her elders to be loyal since she was a child. Unchaste women finally had to teach them to sit on the wooden donkey, so she was also very curious about the wooden donkey.
It was not until I was fifteen that I saw the introduction of the wooden donkey in the encyclopedia in the library of the Empire that I really knew what the wooden donkey looked like, and of course I was extremely embarrassed and angry.
In that girlish girl who was ignorant and hoped to be cared for by her lover, I sneered at any torture instrument that could hurt women.
I even submitted a letter of representation to the Imperial Noble House, demanding that the entire empire prohibit the history of the barbaric torture instruments such as wooden donkeys from being recorded and spread of the history of barbaric torture instruments.
Who knew that in just five years, the wooden donkey, which I even disliked even if I thought about it, actually sat on it.
And he really sat on it as a slut (who said he was not a slut in a prostitute camp who was intertwined by his relatives in a prostitute camp?)
In the prostitute training camp, when the teacher informed me in advance that I was going to sit on a wooden donkey after meals, I was still so embarrassed that my pretty face turned red with shame.
Although I had been used to being naked at that time, I was already familiar with laughing under the orc's thick cock. This was my first time sitting on a wooden donkey, which is a special torture instrument, which still makes me embarrassed and have a little expectation.
Only women who have truly sat on wooden donkeys know that feeling. Although it does not harm women as much as other torture instruments, the shame and traditional hints in their hearts make it impossible for any empire woman to let go.
I took back my thoughts when I was sitting on a wooden donkey for the first time. I saw that the one holding my wooden donkey was a cow, an old cow requisitioned on a nearby farm. It walked very slowly but was enough to let the cock on the wooden donkey make me scream.
Four old cows were pulling four wooden donkeys, and four beautiful women were imprisoned on the wooden donkey. The wooden donkeys below them were fucking them while walking in the 20-kilometer demon barracks, causing them to suffer all the humiliation, and they must not survive or die...
The blue demon girl has been captured by His Highness the Consul! Now she has stripped her naked and paraded on the street. She feels that their pussy breasts are pretty good and she can wait in the Muzhai, so she can enjoy them for free later! Dangdang The words of the messenger are spreading as the sound of the gongs, many orcs and long-haired soldiers gathered from their camps. The crowd is filled with black leather hoods and naked and greasy bodies.
It turns out that evil star's skin is really blue
Not all Ah, you see, her nipples and pussy are pink
Oh, I can't stand it if I get fucked by the wooden husband a few times. There is still a big job later. What should I do if you look at your slutty hooves? A sex slave military prostitute said when he saw Margaret being fucked by a wooden stick.
Who are those female slaves of the colors?
It is said that he is the blue witch's comrade. He was captured by us a year ago. He has been trained to become a bad cunt whore.
I said, why is it so good to sit on the wooden donkey? Look at the blonde and red skin. I have fucked her in Giant Wood Town. She seems to be named Audrey, the Rose Knight, and the fiancée of the human prince. But she is so sexy, she lives well, and has a lot of water under her!
What Rose Knight, I saw that under our hairy big cock, they were all bitches. She was fucked by us so much that she even forgot what was under her prince haha, but I would play with that red Audrey in a while
The soldiers of the demon clan praised us in a slight manner, just as the four of us once beautiful and noble women were lambs to be slaughtered.
However, when I heard someone commenting on me, I still became excited uncontrollably. The wooden cock was the first to make a sound of murmur mixed with the vaginal fluid. Obviously, I had already moved the vaginal fluid secreted by the secretion of my emotions and soaked the wooden stick.
Gradually, I felt the dye applied to me irritating my skin, just like there were tens of thousands of small ants crawling inside the skin, especially under the breasts, under the armpits and crotch, where the sweaty areas were unbearable.
I was sitting on the first wooden donkey, and the other wooden donkeys were lined up behind me, so I couldn't see Margaret's expression
However, the moans of the women became louder and louder, it could be felt that it was not only the thrusting of the wooden stick, but also the moan caused by the itching of the skin.
I was already sweating profusely in less than a quarter of an hour. The more I sweat, the more itchy the paint penetrates into the body, and the more itchy I feel, the more sweating it is. This has formed a vicious cycle.
Just as I was screaming and itchy, my first destination finally arrived, and a huge Muzhai military camp appeared in front of us.
This is one of the twelve major demon clans. When our wooden donkey drove into the gate of the wooden village, I breathed a sigh of relief, because according to experience, we can loosen our female slaves and feed them some food and drink. Otherwise, a day of binding would easily cause necrosis of the limbs.
And as long as I loosen my body, I will definitely tickle hard, especially the area in my butt groove. It's so itchy.
As I thought, soon a demon soldier put us down from the wooden donkey and fed the cows that pulled the wooden donkey and drank water.
However, we little slaves who are not as good as pulling carts and oxes were directly stuffed into the wooden shackles that had been prepared in the center of the wooden village.
I didn't even have the chance to scratch my butt to relieve itching, so I was locked in the wooden shackle with my butt sticking out.
The head and hands are on one side of the Mu Jiao, and the whole body can only stand with his butt sticking out on the other side of the Mu Jiao
I know this is the standard posture for public toilets. It seems that no matter whether you are on the road or resting, your slutty will be free for a moment.
A bowl of clear water hit my lips. I looked at the green, black haired hands holding the bowl, and the black fingernails soaked in the water. I frowned but drank the water without hesitation.
Drink all the water and get energetic after a while
The orc took away the bowl with a smile and said, but at this time, I hope someone can whip me with a whip because it's too itchy all over.
Maybe when I fuck me, someone will hit me in the butt, I thought of it in a daze
Without time to think, the hungry orcs rushed to us like a flood that opened the gate
The thick cock was gusting and inserted into the deepest part of my vagina. The violent sound of the buttocks being hit one after another, accompanied by the moans of women
When Guji's excitement and itching of the whole body reached a balance, I finally had a little time to think about it
I know that today my pussy may be more busy than a week combined
Fortunately, some of me had two days to rest, while Milia and Osalie might be exhausted to death
Suddenly I remembered Margaret, she had not been trained or trained as a sex slave prostitute, her pussy could not accept this kind of destruction.
Thinking of me twisting my pretty face, I went to find Margaret
She was also imprisoned by the wooden shackle like me. A senior orc officer with a peacock feather on his helmet behind her was working hard. Obviously, not everyone can get involved in the value of the Blue God Envoy.
Because the wooden shackles confine their heads and hands, their legs support their beautiful buttocks.
Margaret wanted to close her legs, but she was brutally spread by the orc officer after several attempts. After exhaustion, she could only try her best to spread her legs and endure the thrust like us mature sex slaves.
Although the mating posture of the body is the same, every woman's expression is different. Osari moans a little exaggeratedly, as if fucking is the most enjoyable thing in the world; Milia smiles like a pleasing mèi, as if bringing pleasure to the orc father is the happiest thing for her; while Margaret is calmly closed and harmonious, although her beautiful breasts are trembling back and forth by the thrusting of sex, her expression is like falling asleep
Seeing Margaret's calm appearance and thinking about my own smile and moaning, I felt a little more ashamed and angry. At the same time, an evil thought arose, that is, I also hope Margaret will become our lewd appearance.
When I wanted to see when Margaret's holy expression would be disintegrated by lust, a thick hand pulled away my pretty face, and a fishy cock was inserted into my sandalwood mouth. I looked upward with my eyes as silk, and my fragrant tongue began to lick its glans gently. I knew the work of oral sex had begun...
When the sixth cock pulled out my pussy, the one-hour rest time was over
We were confined on the wooden donkey and started driving towards the next military camp, Muzhai.
After the baptism of gang rape like a gang rape, the demons took care of us more easily, and the four wooden donkeys were also driving side by side on the plank road between the barracks.
Four pairs of plump breasts fluctuated up and down with the bumps of the wooden donkey and the twists of the woman. Three of them were wearing silver or rusty yellow breast rings on the nipples. The breast rings were hung by the good demons. The crisp ringtone made the demon soldiers feel happy, but made us feel excited by the bells.
I listened to the annoying bell sound on my nipples, felt the two wooden cocks thrust back and forth to the anus and vagina, and then looked at Milia's expression on the left, who was excited by the thrusting like me, and Margaret's calm face on the right, as if her vagina was not thrusting like me.
My heart is full of misery
I seemed to see the tragic ending of the four roses of our Rose Knights. Originally, we all had a bright future. Audrey could have become the most beautiful female knight, and the empire's queen ruled the empire with virtue; while Milia could have become the pure and clean ice master, and finally married a talented male magician she liked and lived a happy life in her travels; and Osaliwen would marry a wealthy marquis who loved her after the term of the Rose Knights, and spend her life happily in the fief; Margaret would pursue her faith and become the youngest and most holy high priest
But now, because of the invasion of the demon race and the loss of human magic...
Milia and I were judged as A-level sex slaves and trained to be sex slaves who ride thousands of people. In the past year, in the harsh laws of the demons, almost every town I have been to have to open my vagina and sell my pussy, but all I have got was a bowl of full rice with minced meat and a bed that could sleep; Osalie was judged as a milk slave, and she had to give up her royal blood, but she had to give up her milk, and she was squeezed enough to be allowed to live like a livestock; and Margaret also had to give up her faith and become an S-level sex slave who was even more miserable than us, and her misery had just begun
Thinking of the huge gap here, the lewd thoughts about the future and the deep insertion of the vagina caused by the sudden and large vibration of the wooden donkey made me unable to suppress my body anymore. A hot stream ejaculated with the wooden stick thrusting in the vagina. Although I was tightly imprisoned, my delicate body still twitched a few times.
Ah, oh I want to try my best to hide it, but the pleasure of orgasm still makes me scream
The fucking just now hasn't made you happy enough, oh Audrey, you are such a slutty bitch! Miliya glanced at me and said sourly with excitement
Milia, don't talk like that Audrey is our comrade-in-arms
Margaret opened Meimu and said, this was the first time she had spoken since she was tortured. Although the wooden sticks were thrusting in her vagina and anus, it seemed that she had no effect. She didn't speak like Milia and was excited to be thrusted.
Margaret, you don't have to say good things to her. She made us capture the wooden stick. I wouldn't sympathize with her even if it was all thorns. Miliya said with a blushing and angry look.
Milia, you bitch, even if I don’t run away, you will not be captured? Why don’t you commit suicide? When you were tamed into a bitch, you hated me, why don’t you hate the Holy Tribe dads who pierced your slutty pussy?
My pretty face was flushed with shame. Although I had just climaxed, the wooden stick was still thrusting into my tired pussy like a cold and mechanically, as if constantly reminding me that I was just a poor and lowly sex slave. This gap made me refute angrily
Everyone makes mistakes, only forgiveness is redemption. Margaret looked at me with clear eyes like a lake and said
Margaret, don't say sarcastic words there. If you are forced to fuck every day, you won't say that in a year. Then you are a silly woman. Why don't you agree to Lord Uvia's request? You made us punished by sitting on a wooden donkey like you. I'm going to be fucked down there, whimper Miliya said in a strange voice.
Because I don't want to lose my soul, Margaret continued to say calmly
It's so noble Ah, let me tell you, in order to take care of you, Lord Uvia applied lubricant to the wooden stick that was inserted into you, but your sisters didn't. The reason why you can be so relaxed is because your pussy has not been developed yet
A demon soldier riding a horse said mockingly, and whipped Margaret's naked breasts hard.
Margaret, listen to me that this is indeed an opportunity for you. In a while, you plead with Lord Uvia, saying that you are wrong and willing to be her maid so that you don’t have to suffer as much as we do. You don’t know the pain of S-class sex slaves. I have seen their miserable appearance. They have been tortured to the point of being completely crazy, Margaret, please don’t be stubborn anymore
I begged that Margaret had just spoken for me and a trace of kindness in my heart surged. Although I hope Margaret would also fall when moaning under torture, the rare reason now still makes me persuade this woman who still treats me as a friend.
Yes, you heard Audrey's saints' iron law that the maids of the school can also accept two special slaves, so you can accept us so we don't have to be marching prostitutes, military prostitutes are so hard.
Milia said excitedly
Yes, please, Margo. I was excited again when I heard that I could take over as a maid.
Compared to the marching prostitute who was fucked half to death by a wolf, the school's exclusive slaves seemed to be in heaven.
So I also said with a smile
But you have three people, can I only accept two? Margaret asked with the gurgling sound in this pussy
It is true that only two can be taken, but most maids take male slaves. A demon soldier added
Then take me
Accept me Ah
Margo, I'm your best friend
Three naked women who were thrusting their pussy and anal thrust on the wooden donkey and were fucked to death by the wooden stick, started arguing like this
Margo, do you still remember who accompanied you to learn combat skills? It's me, your Osalie-patterned sister Ah, you must choose me as your exclusive slave Ah
Do you still remember that banquet? Margo, it was the jewelry I recommended to you to make you the focus of the banquet. It was your sister Miliya
When you are unhappy, I am Audrey's sister, crying and laughing with you. Have you forgotten?
Don't choose Audrey, she escaped at the last minute, she deserves to become a sex slave who will be prostitutes forever. Osali said
Don't choose that bitch Audrey, it was the pink lightning that she fired at you that you lost, I saw it all, Milia said
No, I was forced, you know, Sister Audrey is involuntarily most of the time I defended
Look at how deep you have fallen? Do you still have nobility and kindness in your heart? I will not be a maid of the demon clan, you should give up. Margaret said
Fuck you, Margaret! Wait until your pussy is punched and tied with a bell, your calf and forearm are cut off and then you twist your butt as a watchdog for Lord Uvia, see what you say
Milia cursed
Margaret, you silly woman, waiting for your breasts to be forced to produce milk. When you watch others eat cheese made from your milk, and you are crazy hungry, you will definitely regret it.
Osalie yelled angrily
Margo, do you know the real feeling of being ridden by thousands of people? Do you know that every day you can only crawl naked, raise your face and smile at Mèi, just begging others to have sex with you, and then get a sense of pain? Do you know that everyone doesn’t think you are a human being, but only treats you as a bitch who can do the best?
I begged bitterly
You are all soulless women! No, they can be said to be rotten flesh! Audrey, Milia and Osali in my heart died a year ago. You are just evil ghosts who crawled out of hell
After saying that, Margaret closed her mouth and stopped answering
We stayed in each of the twelve demon clans for an hour, and the so-called rest in this hour is to be confined to the wooden shackles and have sex with all races in the demon clan for free.
When the morning sunlight turned white from the east, we came out of the twelfth military camp. At this time, the four of us women were really fucked like rotten flesh and couldn't move...
I woke up in my sleep, feeling that my body had recovered from the fatigue of the wooden donkey parading on the street
I wanted to stretch but my feet touched the wet wall of the cell that imprisoned me. This was a cell with a length and width of less than 2 yards (15 meters), with a wet straw mat with a smell of mold on the ground.
I smiled like a self-deprecatingly. During the two days of Wesmaqu, I fell asleep in a comfortable bed but lost insomnia every night. In the demons, I sat on a wooden donkey and was fucked to death and finally got locked in a narrow cell but could sleep very comfortably. Maybe my body is really a lowly prostitute.
When we were taken to Uvia, the temporary commander of the Demon Expeditionary Force, the soldiers of the Demon Clan had washed all the paint on our naked bodies, and then kept their best condition after being fed
All three of us A-level sex slaves knelt docilely in front of Uvia, with their legs spread out and gently spreading their vagina with their hands to show absolute surrender
Only Margaret was still standing there, but her eyes were a little dark, and it was obvious that the wet and afflicting cell made her unable to sleep.
Hehe, the little lewd slaves recovered very well. Yesterday, I was so tired that I was still so energetic when I was parading on the street. I wonder how to play with you today?
Uvia looked at us with full breasts one by one, and she praised her with a smile.
Margaret, who was just opposed and did not kneel down, obviously had other means to deal with her
At this time, a demon clan's messenger came in, saluted the military salute and handed a document to Uviya.
Well, since you were so well-behaved yesterday, I'll give you a beautiful lady. Uvia smiled and said as she looked at the document.
After Weismaqu's acceptance, we incorporated about 20,000 human soldiers. In addition to leaving 1,000 as permanent soldiers, more than 19,000 people were left to return to the field. They were all loyal and brave soldiers. How could we let them leave so discouraged? So every human soldier must have sex with you human aristocratic women at least once, so they dare not join the resistance army of the human aristocratic organization.
Uvia said to the commissar while holding the document.
So how many sex slaves need to be arranged? The messenger asked
Well, the three of them! Plus 97 A-level sex slaves above marquises. Get things done within a month, keep records, and let the human soldiers go home. Don’t turn into a toilet-style flow record. It requires every prostitute to accompany these men like a wife or concubine, from breakfast to the next morning, so that these soldiers who are oppressed by human nobles can also enjoy the life of the noble master. Of course, these human noble women should not wear any clothes, and should lick every piece of skin on their temporary husbands and be elegant.
Uvia said after thinking about it
After hearing this, my scalp became numb. Although I was afraid of those gang rapes that were like yesterday, I was even more afraid of facing them for a long time.
After the routine forced sex, what can I talk to these low-spirited guests? Facing it all day and having to bathe those dirty men with your tongue is more ashamed than being naked. I'm afraid it's their contemptuous look.
We have already started to do these, but what about soldiers or prostitutes who disobey orders? The messenger continued
Disobedient? Soldiers, then kill the wolf, and the prostitute will be demoted. Uvia replied
What should I do if there are 3,500 women of the age who have been tried as B-class sex slaves in the Wesmaqu Fortress? The messenger asked again
Well, let's transform some of the urban areas of Wesmaqu into permanent prostitute-teaching camps. In the future, many human women will come here to domesticate them. For details, please find Mirataya, the warden of the prostitute-teaching camp, to follow her plan.
Uvia said impatiently
Oh, what about you Miss Margaret? Did you have a good time yesterday? Do you want to comfort the severed soldier Ah like your three sisters?
Uvia sent the messenger away and said to Margaret with a smile
... Margaret answered in silence
I will give you one last chance. Are you willing to join my school and become a maid who specializes in providing sexual intercourse services to the members of the school, which is what you call a high-level prostitute?
Uvia deliberately elongated her tone when she was talking about prostitutes
No, I will never betray my soul! Margaret responded
Well, she is yours, Chief Teacher Mr. Tie John said a little disheartenedly
I will definitely accept this challenge. Lord Uvia, do you have any other requests? The vicious middle-aged demon came out from behind the tent and replied.
Don't kill her, keep her tongue and talk, nothing else. Uvia cruelly glanced at Margaret, standing naked and said
Let's go as you order, S-class sex slave marching meat toilet Margaret Iron John walked up to Margaret and said
I don't have that long name. Margaret protested
Very good. Your current name is called slutty toilet. After leaving the tent, you will kneel down and kowtow no matter who you see. Even ordinary marching prostitutes will kowtow, because you are an S-class sex slave. Your status is not as good as that of a pig or dog waiting to be slaughtered in the kitchen. Did you hear it?
Iron John said gently, and put a collar on Margaret's neck
You hurt me, where are we going? Margaret said hurriedly
A place to bring you to hell, Iron John replied coldly
Although I opened my vagina and knelt on the ground, I still turned my pretty face and saw a hint of panic flashing across Margaret's calm and beautiful face, but my neck was pulled by the collar and pulled it out of the big tent. As long as I came out of this big tent, Margaret would really become an S-class sex slave.
Don't Ah, Margo, please agree to Lord Uvia
I suddenly collapsed and shouted, at that moment, I almost forgot that I was just a marching prostitute who was an A-level sex slave. I forgot that I would receive severe punishment in front of the high-level demons, except for opening my vagina and kneeling and laughing.
Wait! I see you sisterly love deeply. Although Uvia smiled like a flower, her eyes were cold.
Lord Uvia, please accept her as your maid. If she is disobedient, you can train her. She is just a little girl who knows nothing.
I cried and begged, constantly sticking out my naked butt and kowtowed to Lord Uvia
Margaret also stood with her back to Uvia, her shoulders trembling slightly. I don’t know if she was moved by me or was struggling with thoughts.
Lord Uvia, she is not really a sisterly relationship. She just wants Margaret to be your maid, and then she can be selected by Margaret as an exclusive slave. Audrey is a very sinister woman Ah!
Milia kowtowed and said
Well, so that's it Ah Audrey, how should I punish you for cheating on my feelings
Uvia said gloatingly
No, I really do it for Margaret! Woooooo I swayed my plump breasts and kowtowed desperately.
Since you said you were really for Margaret, then Mr. Iron John, don't mind training two female slaves at the same time, what punishment is Margaret being punished? What punishment is Audrey also
Uvia said with bright eyes
I was so weak that I was wearing a collar on my legs, but I was so scared that I could no longer walk, I could only crawl and follow me out of the tent
Behind me, Milia's voice of admiration: Lord Uvia, can the slave who told the truth be rewarded?
Is that right? You reported Audrey's trick and wanted to seek reward? Didn't you already reward you to serve the tens of thousands of human soldiers? Oh, that's it. Every time you have sex with you, you will have three holes open. Hehe
Uvia's mocking voice and Milia's miserable moans came at the same time
You don't have to plead for me, Margaret said as she walked out of the tent
Don't talk, you'll be punished
I muttered in a low voice
I really regret it, I didn't know why I suddenly said such a thing.
Actually, I have selfish intentions, and I also hope that Margaret can become a maid. In this way, relying on my intimate relationship with Margaret, she will definitely choose me as her exclusive slave.
Although I don’t know what the specific job of a special slave is?
But at least it's a destination
After the demons conquered the human empire, they would go to the extreme north to attack the dragon clan. As a marching prostitute, I must have to go to the army barefoot to go on an expedition with the army naked and barefoot. I endured the cold, fatigue, hunger and thirst during the day, and at night I would be fucked by penis in the military tent to death.
I also need a place to settle down. Even if I am the most low-ranking exclusive slave in the school, I am extremely happy for me.
But now, not only did Margaret not persuade him to do so, but also got himself in.
Even if I ask me to go through the training process of A-level sex slaves again, I can't stand it, let alone the torture of S-level sex slaves. Just thinking about it makes me look dark
Crack, Crack and Margaret were both whipped, just because we whispered, the punishment was just beginning
Audrey, a marching prostitute of A102, you are temporarily demoted to S-class sex slave and slutty toilet Margaret, your status is lower than any existing creature in this military camp. Do you understand?
Audrey understands that I nodded miserably
You need to crawl like the A102 marching prostitute. Iron John said plainly, as if this is a truth
No, Margaret said contemptuously, she would never succumb to this confident chief demon teacher
Very good, I like to train your sexual slaves like this to let me see how long your Ren performance lasts?
After Iron John said that, his vicious eyes flashed, and the collar on Margaret's beautiful neck began to tighten.
Margaret's pretty face turned red, obviously it was difficult to breathe
She used her hands to pull the collar but tighter and tighter
I saw that the rough leather collar was almost deeply embedded in Margaret's beautiful neck like a swan. Her pretty face turned purple but still quiet and holy, and her naked body was shaking.
But her backbone is still unyielding and straight
Suddenly I felt my collar tightening, and I subconsciously reached out to pull the tightening collar no longer allowed my fingers to reach in.
After just a few difficult breaths, I couldn't breathe anymore. Then the feeling of stuffiness made me crazy
I was rolling on my naked body with my fragrant tongue, forming a sharp contrast with Margaret's calmness.
If you resist again, she will die for you. Iron John said gracefully, as if introducing dishes to a lady
Alas, with a gentle sigh
Margaret's unyielding spine also bent down. She knelt softly on the ground, as high as I did just now, sticking out her lewd and naked butt, revealing her pussy, and supporting the ground with both hands like a bitch.
My collar also relaxed. I retching for a few times and was pulled out of the Muzhai like Margaret and crawled out of the Muzhai like Margaret.
Several marching prostitutes wearing black leather hoods walked past us. They saw the high-level demons spread their beautiful legs and spread their fleshy holes and nodding their heads to salute.
And after I looked at John Iron, I could only kneel on the ground and open my vagina, and then kowtow to every lowly marching prostitute. Every time I kowtowed, I would say sweetly: Hello sister, Audrey, please give me peace to you
There was the first surrender and the second surrender. Margaret was like me, kneeling on the ground and slid open her vagina, and then kowtowed, but she was silent and didn't say anything.
Those lowly military prostitutes were a little flattered, and no woman had ever treated them as much as a polite person to them.
I saw the surprise and joy in their eyes, and a hint of shame surged into my heart.
Despised by military prostitutes who can pass by the pedestrians, they really have to get into the crack in the ground.
Bitches, they are S-class toilets that are more despicable than you, so you need to give gifts to you
Iron John seemed to explain to the marching prostitutes to humiliate us.
The marching prostitutes looked at the high-level demons who were talking to them in a daze and were happy, breaking the two pieces of flesh in their vaginas even more open, and some people even drifted their vaginas directly.
It was about 1,000 yards from Uvia's pink tent to leaving Muzhai. We met dozens of people. Whenever we saw a person, even if it was a horse, Margaret and I would perform the most despicable S-class sex slave ceremony.
When I walked out of the military camp, I was so tired that my back was sore
Damn, it's a wooden donkey again. I saw the iron John's demon blood horse and two wooden donkeys parked outside the village, and he cursed in his heart and Margaret turned his pretty face even more blushing.
This kind of vehicle is the only one that can be found here that suits your humble status, but this does not fit my style, because I usually don't let a female slave use a torture instrument at the same time for two days.
Iron John actually explained embarrassedly
I'm so disgusted with the hypocritical appearance of the high-level demons
Let me suffer, but who made me demoted to S-class sex slave, but I still pretended to be good for me. Why don’t you use the same torture instrument for two days? It’s really fake to die
Although I was extremely disgusted, I still had to sit on the wooden donkey with a smile and obedient manner.
The wooden donkey was obviously what we sat on yesterday. I saw that the wooden donkey I was going to sit on was actually covered with white dye. It seems that this was the wooden donkey that Milia had sat on yesterday.
But when I saw the wooden stick soaked in Milia's vaginal fluid, these lazy demons obviously did not clean the lustful tools that were about to be inserted into the softest part of the woman.
I actually felt disgusted, as if I had used a spoon of soup that someone had just finished drinking.
However, no matter who has been stained with the sticks of vaginal fluid, they will be inserted into my vagina and anus when I sit on the Trojan horse, and then my vaginal fluid will be mixed and no longer separated from each other.
From afar, I saw a group of low-spirited human soldiers throwing their weapons and armor on the ground.
Then he led a smiley human, once a nobleman, into the simple camp tent
These soldiers will enjoy the full service of the female nobles, allowing them to feel the feeling of being a noble master for a day
Then they will take off their armor and return to the fields, exaggerating this wonderful experience several times, such as the naked queen who accompanied me to sleep and feed me food.
Of course they will no longer be loyal to the empire. Uvia's understatement of the plan cut off the foundation of the human empire
But I didn't have the heart to think about the future of the human empire. I was sitting on the wooden donkey with my penis thrust in my vagina and anus, and while moaning, I was away from the demon army camp, and went to a hellish place where I could train S-class sex slaves and those stubborn saints.
I hope I can see the white walls of Wesmaquer again, where I remember
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