Chapter 40 Pre-war Inspiration

The hustle and bustle of the past cannot be seen in the dilapidated tavern on Yakor Street in Linhai City, but instead cast a layer of boredom. The solemn air pressed on the hearts of the drinkers, making people breathless. Even the strong wine in the wooden cup seemed to have lost its soul and was no longer generous.

The tavern owner was mixing cocktails and looking at the listless recruits in the field, sighing slightly, "There is a war." This time the opponent is the most powerful pure heaven and the abyss of darkness on the Eternal Continent. No one can guarantee that he still has the chance to sit here and drink, and he also has the chance to tease the two waitresses in the shop who blushed at every turn. What made these young people even more depressed was that the idol of the imperial guards, the holy-level swordsman who always had a kind smile.Helena, not long ago, was responsible for all the crimes of the Patton family in the trial of the Senate. As a punishment for treason, she signed a soul contract with her mother, Lady Elizabeth, and fell into flesh and allowed the nobles to play with it. A few days ago, she was publicly auctioned as a female slave. It is said that someone saw with her own eyes that these two famous ladies, who were famous in the imperial capital, were tied to the woods on the outskirts of the city, allowing those homeless tramps to gang rape for a whole day.

The mother and daughter's slender thighs were covered with dense regular characters, from the tips to the ankles, from the tips to the round buttocks, there was no inch of dry skin on their bodies. The delicate body, which was pickled with semen, was smelled, and could be smelled twenty meters away. But those men didn't mind and were still rushing to insert their penis into any place they could insert. After all, how clean can these ragged men themselves?

They are already too hungry. It is a blessing that they can never imagine in their lives to be able to fuck this pair of mother and daughter flowers, and they still care about the taste?

Although these young recruits were drinking happily when they talked about the heroic female swordsman, they could not help but make up some dirty jokes for fun, but after learning about Helena's miserable fate, they felt nothing in their hearts. They sincerely admired the Patton Miss, who was very skilled and approachable in their swordsmanship, not just because she was a beautiful and refined beauty. Well, it is undeniable that her outstanding appearance is indeed a tacit plus point in the hearts of the soldiers.

Andy is undoubtedly Helena's admirer, but he never hopes to win the favor of the other party. It's not that he doesn't want to. On the contrary, he dreamed of lingering in bed with this noble daughter more than once. He just simply felt that he was not worthy of...

Andy knew very well that he joined the army not to maintain lofty ideals such as justice, but just because he looked at the gentle woman at the recruitment office, and then pressed his handprint on the application form. The woman smiled like a spring breeze at every recruit who submitted the form, neither perfunctory nor artificial. That day, he remembered her name, Her name was Helena.

Andy took out two copper coins from his purse, patted it heavily on the wine table, dragging drunken steps out of the gate without saying a word, and knocked over a plate of barbecue, two glasses of ale, three drunk men. The boss behind the bar saw it and didn't say anything, but made a gesture to signal the waitresses to clean up and down, shaking the wine pot and flying up and down between his fingers, and making a glass of light blue cocktail like a magic trick. He threw an ice into the wine, looking at the bubbles rising from the goblet, evoking a long-lasting memory. Who hasn't been young before?

He and the quiet Lady Elizabeth were both young...

Three days later, the imperial capital square in Linhai City was neatly filled with new recruits who had been recruited for less than two years. As the last military parade before the battle, the soldiers showed strict military discipline, but their morale was obviously not high. That's right, the one they beat the most on weekdays was the hooligans on the street, so that these new recruits with almost zero combat experience could confront the most fierce army on the mainland. It would be a hell of a tremendous morale. According to the front line, the first line of defense of the Holy Alliance had been defeated, and the second line of defense was in danger, otherwise it would not be their turn to the front line to reinforce.

An old man who looked like a rich man walked up to the platform with a cane, glanced at the neat young man below the stage, stroked his white beard with satisfaction, and said loudly: My husband Mington, I think you all know me and don’t like me very much, but this is not important. What is important is that our sacred alliance is facing the joint invasion of the Pure Heaven and the Abyss of Darkness. The human race needs you to stand up, your family needs you to stand up, and the respected Her Majesty the Queen also needs you to stand up. Warriors, pick up your swords, let the enemy hear your roar, and let us witness the final victory together!

The Duke of Mington made a generous speech, but only received a few cheers. Crowns passed by, fallen leaves flew, flags roared in the wind, and the scene was cold and awkward...

The officers in the supervision team pulled out the swords at their waists and waved them viciously for a few times. The meaning was obvious, so you should be beaten with a knife for support. You can choose one for yourself.

In desperation, the recruits had to raise their right arm reluctantly, deliberately stretched their tone, and echoed reluctantly a few times. It sounded worse than even the vendors shouting at the market, but after all, they shouted out, and the knife naturally couldn't fall on them.

The Duke of Mington didn't care and said with a smile: I asked everyone to go to the front line to fight, so it was naturally not a waste of fighting. This time, the Peter family donated a huge sum of money. Tomorrow, each of you can get an additional ten silver coins. Moreover, I promised that these ten silver coins will be distributed directly to you and do not need to be allocated by the Military Control Commission.

The new recruits looked at each other, but they didn't expect to get such a sweet thing. You should know that the military supplies of the Holy Alliance have been a long time ago, and exploiting the military pay at the bottom has almost become a common practice. Even the pensions of the dead soldiers dare to be greedy. Without going through the military supplies, they can get a complete ten silver coins, which is a good reward for these young people.

Compared to the empty speech, the power of money is undoubtedly better. The new recruits' shouts immediately became much louder than before. The morale that had fallen to freezing point before finally showed a little momentum of rising.

The cheering recruits had just calmed down, and a sudden voice exploded in the crowd without warning: Lord Duke, you also know that the Holy Alliance is at the time of employment, so why not forgive Miss Helena's charge?As we all know, she is a strategic holy-level strongman and has a decisive influence on the battle situation. If she fights for the human race, she will definitely be able to atone for her sins and make up for the faults of the Patton family. Haha, are you nobles just thinking about enjoying her body?Or can only be the one you have in front of her be hard?

The officer in the supervision team looked ashen, raised his saber and pointed it at the new recruit who was talking, and asked sinisterly: I remember your name is Andy, right? Who instructed you to say these words?Is it the remnant of the former Speaker?It’s still time to confess now!

But Andy responded toughly: No one instructed me, isn’t what I said true?

The officer was so angry that he was trembling. When he made such a fuss at the military parade, his future could be imagined. The officer announced loudly: Soldier Andy violated military discipline and was executed on the spot!

A cold light flashed, and the saber waved down.

Andy gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, but his throat did not feel like it was cut open. A dark light shot out from the platform, and at the critical moment, it stopped the officer's slash.

Of course, the only one who dared to stop the supervising team on such an occasion was the Duke of Mington. The recruits remembered that the rich old man in front of him showed his powerful combat power that had been hidden for many years in the previous rebellion in the capital. He was a holy-level shadow warlock, but why did he save Andy who openly spoke rude to him?

Mington waved his hand and asked the officer in the supervision team to retreat, saying slowly: Well, don't worry, I think what the young man said makes sense...

The recruits were suddenly confused. What's the point?You heard right? Lord Duke was mocked just now, right?Are the nobles and men so magnanimous nowadays?

Mington: Oh, I mean my suggestion of pardoning Helena makes sense. If that's the case, then announce something here in advance. The proposal to temporarily pardon Helena has been passed unanimously in Parliament and she will serve as the commander of your troops.

Wu Liu still joked: Of course, there is one thing that needs to be clarified. I am confident that I can become hard at any time. Many beauties can testify about this...

There was silence in the square at first, and the needles could be heard, and then there was a thunderous cheer. Who wouldn't want to be ordered under the command of that beautiful swordsman?

Moreover, Helena's reputation is well-known and her military achievements are never discounted.

Mington turned his head and shouted: They all know, don’t you want to see your subordinates?I think they are all very good young men, like the one named Andy, who even dares to confront you in person for you, and his courage is commendable.

Why?Lord Duke, who are you talking to? Is it...?The answer is about to come out.

Andy stared blankly at the beautiful figure coming from the stage, the familiar brown hair, the familiar beautiful eyes, the familiar smile, the familiar shirt, the familiar short skirt, the familiar long boots, the familiar thin sword, she seemed to have walked from his memory to see. She was still the familiar Miss Helena, the bright woman who was shining with the sun everywhere she went.

Helena drew out her thin sword from her waist and raised it high, shouting: I am your new commander Helena. I will lead you to victory. No obstacle can stop our pace. My subordinates have no cowards. We will destroy all enemies!

The recruits stroked their right hand and knelt down on one knee, shouting in unison: We will destroy all enemies!The loud voice swept away the haze in the square and drove away the uneasiness in the hearts of the recruits.

In this hot and boiling atmosphere, Mington's claws lifted Helena's skirt from behind without any trace, quietly touched her tender butt, her five fingers were deeply trapped in the flesh, and she grabbed it hard. Well, I haven't played for a long time. I am really worthy of being the daughter of Brighton and Elizabeth, and the touch is still so good...

Helena, who was just still encouraging her subordinates with a serious face, suddenly encountered an attack on her lower body and almost moaned on the spot. She gave Mington a angrily glance. The beauty was coquettish and charming.

Mington shrugged her shoulders innocently, and smiled wickedly and knocked on the floor with a cane three times. Helena pursed her fragrant lips. She understood Mington's meaning. She was going to be ejaculated by the Duke three times tonight. I guess she would not get up early tomorrow...

Mington made a pressing gesture to the recruits, suppressing the hustle and bustle of the room, and continued to slowly say: Quiet, Warriors, there are more than two good news.

Then he looked at Helena meaningfully: Are I right?The beautiful and heroic Miss Helena.

However, Helena blushed for no reason under the anticipated gaze of the recruits and said softly: Yes... The Duke is right...

Mington: The weather is so good today, so let’s talk to them together. You see, they don’t feel embarrassed to support you like this.

Helena cut Mington with a look of shame and anger. The old man wanted her to announce something had something to do with the weather!

Helena patted her bloated chest, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: I think everyone already knows that because the Patton family and the former Speaker conspired to rebel, after fair trial by the Senate, my mother and I have admitted all the accusations. As the wives and eldest daughters of the Patton family, in order to make up for the losses of the Duke, we gave up our citizenship of the Holy Alliance, became the private property of the Peter family and received training, and were finally auctioned as mother and female slaves at the auction.Although I was pardoned and entrusted with an important task this time,... but this cannot change the fact that I have fallen into a sex slave... My body is actually...indeed, I can no longer live without a man's cock, so...so while I serve as a commander, I will also...as a military prostitute for everyone... to enjoy it as much as possible...

For any man, this is undoubtedly great news, but no one in the neat queue cheered, silent. The new recruits' eyes at the new commander suddenly became much more complicated, and the regret was mixed with a hint of fanaticism.

Andy burst out from the silence in anger and shouted: I don’t believe, I don’t believe that Miss Helena, you will fall into depravity. You must have a last resort. I promise that as long as you give your order, all the soldiers here will become your sword!

Helena shook her head and said softly: You are wrong. My mother and I both voluntarily fall into depravity. Everything is to repay the family's crimes. If you have to ask for evidence...The slender jade finger gently twisted the ends of the skirt under the public, slowly lifted it up, danced around, and made all the secrets under the crotch public. The officers and recruits in the supervision team held their breath like statues, staring at them. They saw the spring scenery under the lady's skirt that was definitely not a lady. It was a thong that only sluts would wear when a slut was seducing a man. The thin belt was strapped into the buttocks, and the red marks of the buttocks had not faded. Five non-deep and shallow fingerprints had pointed the evidence at an old man next to him. The almost completely transparent purple triangle fabric was dotted with cute lace texture, and some oval outlines were raised. When you look closely, you were still trembling slightly at a very small scale, which made people worry whether the strap knot on the side of the pelvic bone would fall off at any time, or in other words, hope it would fall off...

Helena: As you can see, I am not only wearing...the most despicable thong, but also the most despicable magic vibrator in my vagina, Ah, Ah, the trigger condition of the magic array set on it is... as long as the man sees it, it will start by itself, Ah, Ah, Ah, now... you are satisfied now...

Andy stared straight and said angrily: This is not true!It must be the Duke of Mington, it must be this hateful old man who forced you to do this, right?

That's enough, Andy, the Duke contributed money and effort, and it's enough for us recruits.

That is, Miss Helena didn't say anything herself, you just mess around here.

We know that you like Miss Helena, and you know that you feel sorry for it, but you must respect her choice.

Stop pretending, Andy, I don’t believe you don’t want to sleep with her!

Andy's questioning did not receive support from his companions. He looked at the wetness gradually dyed on Helena's thong, the kind Duke of Mington, who was as kind as a rich man, and the recruit who regarded him as an alien. He suddenly understood something in his heart, sighed and bowed his head down dejectedly.

Justice is so humble in the face of desire, it is not even worth mentioning...

Helena finally put down her skirt, and the fabric that still retained the fragrance of the fragrance blocked the men's sight, and also made the vibrator in her pussy fall into silence again. She looked at the recruit below with interest who spoke for her righteousness, covered her mouth and laughed. The brown-haired girl who was lifting up the skirt the moment before regaining the sunshine, with curved eyebrows and eyes, which made people unable to tell whether the erotic scene just now had happened.

Whether it was the debauchery at that time or the dignity at this time, the men's bulging crotch had given a fair evaluation. Even if they became sex slaves, Helena was still an idol in the army.

Helena: Your name is Andy, right? I'm sorry, I don't remember when I met you. Thank you, thank you for loving me so much, who has become a sex slave. Come on stage and let me take a good look at you.

Andy's face turned red and she said in panic: I...I...I...I don't deserve to like you...I... He answered at a loss, unable to move his feet for half a step.

Helena pretended to be angry and said: Andy, come to the stage, this is the command of the commander!

Andy subconsciously saluted and said loudly: Obey the order, Miss Commander.Then, under the envious gaze of jealousy, he jumped onto the stage uneasy.

Helena: Well, it's good, the jumping movements are very coordinated and the muscles are quite strong. It can be seen that you should not be lazy in training.

Andy: Report to the commander, although we were all recruited for a short time, we did not miss a day in the training camp.

Helena: Very good, soldier Andy, now I order you to kiss me.

Andy: Obey the order, Miss Commander, wait... wait, the commander's order was... kissing?

Helena: Don’t let me repeat the same order again. This is a compliment for your hard training. Is there any problem?

Andy: No...no problem.What could he have? Is it because the commander's face is not good-looking enough or the figure is not charming enough?

Helena's pretty face slightly raised at forty-five degrees, her beautiful eyes closed, her red lips opened, and her standard kissing posture. Andy unnaturally hugged the beauty's waist, with a little awkwardness and a little hesitation, and slowly kissed her.

This is his first kiss, a beautiful fantasy he has practiced countless times in his dream. He just didn't expect that he would actually kiss the woman he had been secretly in reality. The trance-like psychedelic feeling even made him suspect that this was another illusory delusion. Ah, the great goddess. If this is a dream, please don't wake me up. He swears that this is the most pious prayer in his life.

But Andy soon realized that this time was different from any previous dream. It was not only the wet touch between his lips, but also the fragrant tongue stretched out from his little mouth...

Helena, who has been trained as a sex slave, skillfully teases the little virgin who kissed for the first time.

Helena's arm around Andy's back neck, her soft tongue pried open the other's unnatural front teeth like a little snake, swept the residue of the breakfast pie in the other's mouth, wrapped around the other's slightly clumsy and thick tongue, and even tasted the tobacco smell on the other's tongue coating, but she didn't mind, she had kissed many more disgusting things...

The exchange of saliva and gentle lingering made Andy intoxicated with the passion of the tongue kiss. He was sure that this was not a dream, because he had no idea that the kiss was like this!

After a long time, Helena's red cheeks remained with the warmth after the passionate kiss. It was extremely delicate and another unique charm.

Helena: I didn't disappoint you, right?

Andy: It's different from when I was dreaming.

Helena: Why is it different?

Andy: Softer, fragrant, sweeter, and... more proactive than in my dreams...

Helena smiled sly: Apart from kissing, you should also dream of something else?Don't rush to deny it, I'm still very confident in my charm.

Andy: I ​​also dreamed of having you... and you... He really had no shame to spit out that word in front of this woman.

Helena: Have sex with me, right?

Andy nodded awkwardly and said softly: But he woke up every time he started doing it...

Helena smiled and held Andy's cheeks and said softly: Today, I allow you to do the last one.

Just such a simple sentence made Andy's heart contract suddenly, and he obviously felt the blood in his body gathering at a certain part of his crotch. In front of his beloved woman, his body was more honest than ever...

Helena smiled at the soldiers in the audience: Today, I will use my body as the reward for this warrior. Here, I can assure each of you that any man who has made military achievements in fighting bravely under my command can receive my service!

Then he turned his head and asked seriously at Andy: What position did you use to fuck me in your dream?

Andy touched the back of his head and said: Put your thighs on your shoulders, stand... stand and fuck...

Helena was slightly stunned and shook her head: Man...

Andy: Is this...a tiring position?I see it from the book.

Helena pointed to Mington beside her: The Duke likes to fuck my mother and I in this position the most.

Andy: Ah?

Mington smiled with honor and said: Miss Helena and Mrs. Elizabeth are born with beautiful long legs. Of course, this position is the most exciting, especially when they let the mother and daughter put their thighs on their shoulders at the same time and raped them into their vaginas one after another. That feeling... Hehehe, you know if you don’t say it.

Andy couldn't help but imagine what Mington said. He had the urge to ejaculate on the spot. After forcibly suppressing his desire, he felt that this evil old nobleman seemed not so annoying.

As a Saint-level swordsman, Helena's body flexibility is naturally outstanding. She took off her leather boots and put her calf on Andy's shoulders effortlessly, exposing the unsightly exposed thong under her skirt. The buzzing sound of buzzing, and the vibrator, which once again became the focus of sight, began to perform its duties again.

The gurgling honey soaked the whole thong, slid down the inner side of the thigh, making a lake of floods and lingering at the feet, and the beautiful commander made the lady start to heat up in heat without any surprise.

Helena put her mouth close to Andy's ears and whispered: Take out your masculinity and punish me, the lewd commander, hard...

The vibrator with magic patterns was ruthlessly pulled out of the warm vagina and threw it into the air. The metal surface was stained with lust and fell into dust in a daze. No one cared about its whereabouts. After leaving the woman, it was nothing.

The white shirt turned into debris, the bra and the thong were unable to resist the tearing of sharp claws, and gave up the final resistance. It was abandoned on the floor of the platform with the belt and sword. The short skirt on the waist was miraculously retained, probably because the short skirt was not enough to become an obstacle for a man to insert into his cunt after the hostess posed in this shameful position. Or, the short skirt that lost its meaning represents some unspeakable interest?

Andy frantically showed his beastly nature as a man. Helena's obscene words completely ignited the desire that had accumulated in his heart for a long time, and inspired him to suppress the love that had been suppressed for countless nights. He admired Helena so much and longed to enter her body.

He just wants to fuck Helena, fuck this beautiful beauty who dreams of fucking justice!

When the cock was inserted into a woman's pussy for the first time, he moaned comfortably. The warm flesh wall fully wrapped his penis, and the sticky vaginal fluid moistened his genitals. He finally began to understand why those old nobles were obsessed with training Helena as a sex slave.

Because it was so cool, no word could describe his feeling at this moment. It was an pleasure that could not be compared with any delicacy, cigarettes, gambling, or strong wine. He felt that the reason why he was a man was for now, the moment when the penis was inserted into the hole, every nerve in his body was transmitting the same signal. The feeling of insulting a lady was so exciting, so wonderful, so refreshing, and just?

What is justice?

Helena moaned lewdly, like a raped lady, closed one eye, bit a finger, and moaned lewdly, like a virgin who had just tasted the forbidden fruit. There was a trace of struggle with force in her delicacy, not seemingly unrestrained, but it was more touching than the high moan.

Her name sounds so nice. She is worthy of being a noble lady. She is completely different from the charming sluts who recruit clients in the dark alley.

The men in the audience were breathing dryly. Several young boys could not help but put their hands into their crotch to comfort the anxious dick. If they knew that there was such a benefit to contradict the Duke, they would have greeted all the duke's relatives long ago. They often complained about these nobles in the tavern, and cursed them easily for half an hour without repetition.

Alas, who makes Andy bold?

The endurance of virgins always comes much shorter than what they brag about after drinking. For the first time, the cock that penetrated into the deep flower path had not had time to savor the scenery along the way, and spit out thick white juice from the gentle package. Andy awkwardly pulled out his dejected genitals and turned his head, not daring to look at the moving woman who had just been ejaculated by him. He was afraid of seeing the resentment of dissatisfaction in those beautiful eyes.

Just when Andy didn't know how to end, a strange touch once again aroused his desire to conquer women like a stimulant. He was familiar with this warm and wet entanglement. He had just been taught by Helena what a tongue kiss was, and he was almost certain that someone was having a blowjob for him.

Andy turned his head excitedly, but unexpectedly saw Helena's naughty smile, "Oh?"No, since Helena is still in front of him, who is the one who is having a blowjob for him under his crotch?

Andy's eyes slowly moved down. He saw a young woman kneeling on the ground in disbelief. She simply raised her hair bun, and her two spiral draped temples meandered down from the edge of her ears. Her white and flawless gauze skirt bloomed under her body like a snow lotus. Her exposed shoulders swayed with the rhythm of her red lips and swaying the deep cleavage hidden under her breasts from a downward angle. Andy didn't know this woman, but from the moment she came into contact with her eyes, he knew the identity of this woman, not only because she had seven-pointed eyebrows and eyes that were similar to Helena, but she was full of restraint and purity that was exactly the same as Helena. She was having oral sex for a man, but she was still gorgeous.

He knew that the woman was named Elizabeth, the wife of former Imperial Commander Brighton, and the mother of Helena.

Andy panicked for a moment and said: Madam, no...don't do this...

Upon hearing this, Elizabeth spitted out her cock obediently, looked up at the blushing recruit, and teased: This warrior, just after he fucked someone's baby daughter, he disliked me, a mother, and he didn't seem very gentlemanly.

Andy: Nothing, madam, I just...

Elizabeth: Do you just think I am not as beautiful as my daughter?

Andy: No...no, madam, you are as beautiful as Miss Helena.

Elizabeth looked down at her chest: Could it be that my figure is not good enough?It doesn't make sense, I have been taking good care of it... As he said that, he pulled off his strapless breasts, and a pair of white, tender and plump jade rabbits caught in Andy's eyes.

Andy's forehead was hot, and he didn't care about answering this multiple-choice question with only one answer. He quickly pinched his nostrils and looked up at the sky. He was sure that if this was not the case, the blood in his nasal cavity would be out of control in the next second.

Helena said coquettishly: Mother, you can't take off just by saying that. You don't even wear a bra. You don't know how popular your figure is!

Elizabeth stood up, pinched her daughter's pretty face, pointed to the rag on the ground and smiled: You girl is wearing it, are there any differences in the end?

Helena was speechless. At this moment, she was left with only a short skirt, and she really didn't have much teasing her mother.

Elizabeth said softly to the audience: I am Elizabeth, Helena's mother. This time, with the consent of the Elderly Association, I went to the army as a military prostitute to comfort all the warriors.

This time I went to the game, I actually had the opportunity to play this pair of mother and daughter flowers, who are well-known in the upper social circle?The recruits began to feel that the mission did not seem that bad either.

Elizabeth said softly while stroking Andy's flesh roots: This little brother of the warrior seems to be energetic again. As a mother, I am very happy that you think about Helena like this, so let us mother and daughter repay your kindness.

As he said that, he posed in the same position as his daughter and placed his calf on Andy's other shoulder.

Elizabeth put her little mouth against Andy's ears and whispered: Do you want to fuck my lewd daughter first, or me, a lowly mother.

Andy, who just said goodbye to his virginity, is reappearing!

He walked around the two equally small waists with both hands, clamped them hard, and shouted twice at the same time, and took the lead with a stick, stretching out the noble lady's tight pussy without saying a word. He vowed that this woman knew the price of teasing him, buried her chest and bit the girl's cherry unreasonably. He vowed that this girl would never forget him.

The sound of the mother and daughter were dizzy and shy. They had been trained to be sexual slaves, but they still called like ladies.

The recruits in the audience were itchy and they couldn't help but feel indignant. What kind of luck did Andy leave? Why can such a good thing not fall on him?

Just as they were complaining, a team of beautiful and charming maids appeared quietly under the high platform. When the recruits noticed, they were neatly in front of the wooden stakes in the square. They obviously had a good appearance and good skills. But the maids were not free. The heavy chains on the handcuffs and shackles eliminated their hope of escaping. The slave collar on the jade neck showed their sad identity. They were once the most trusted guards of former Speaker Carl, but now they are just sex slaves who can be played with.

Without orders, the maids obediently threw the black chains on the handcuffs and hung them on the iron hooks on the top of the wooden stakes to prove that they had lost the last possibility of resistance. What does the beautiful maid who lost the ability to resist mean to a group of young recruits?

There is no need to say more.

But why are the two wooden stakes in the middle empty?

An elderly maid with long braids led a girl with long hair with long hair slowly walked under the only two remaining wooden stakes. The maid squatted down and gently patted the girl on the back, comforting her quietly. The girl pouted her little mouth and poked her two little fingers in front of her chest, which was so cute.

The recruits started to wonder, which lady from the family got lost and ran to this place?However, the next scene subverted their imagination.

The maid took out two pairs of shackles from her waist bag, one pair locked the girl's wrists, and one pair wrapped the girl's knees. Then she hung the two chains cleanly and neatly, hanging the girl's whole body in an M-shaped posture. The light and flowing princess skirt was spread apart and turned to her waist as her thighs spread apart, and the pink underwear embroidered with the bear pattern showed innocence.

There were crystal tears hidden at the corners of the long-braided maid's eyes. She could not forgive her actions. In order to punish herself, she locked herself on the wooden stake next to the lady. She only hoped that these recruits would be more interested in her long legs.

The girl twisted her body, as if she had adapted to this shameful position, and said in a delicate voice: Warriors, I am Anne, the only granddaughter of former Speaker Carl. With the consent of the Elderly Council, I and the maids at home went to war with you. We... we are the toilets for everyone to vent their desires. Now... please try our cunts...

The little lady with a pure face said such a lewd word, and she was so handsome that she couldn't help but gang raped her hard.

Another out-of-time voice appeared in the crowd: Hello, Lord Duke, these are all women of your political enemies, you really can make others feel sorry for you.

Andy was still thrusting Elizabeth and Helena on the stage, of course he could not have said this. The recruits looked around and couldn't find anyone who was provoking them.

Mington, who was used to the storm, was not angry. He made a gesture to stop the supervision team from pursuing the chaotic discussion. He said in a deep voice: Who said that the women who served the army were all the women of my political enemies?

The recruits thought to themselves: Helena, Elizabeth, even the former Speaker's granddaughter can't escape your clutches. Isn't that count?

Mington snapped his fingers and said, "Come out and let them know what our Peter family has done to the Holy Alliance."

Another petite girl slowly walked to Mington's side, with her shoulder-length short hair set off a Gothic-style black lace dress, and a parasol with the same lace texture sewn with the dress leaning on her shoulders, showing a slightly mysterious childish childishness.

Mington: Tell them who you are.

The girl said softly: I am the fourth lady of the Peter family, the youngest daughter of the Duke of Minton, Qidon, just turned fourteen like Anne.

Mington: Tell them why you are here.

Qidun: As a member of the Peter family, I have the obligation to contribute to the Holy Alliance. For this reason, I ask my father to train me as a sex slave. Like Anne, I am also a toilet for all warriors to vent their desires.

Mington: Lift your skirt up and let them take a good look at the evidence of your fall.

Qi Dun looked embarrassed: Father, I...I...

Mington said in a cold voice: Don’t force me to do it yourself. You should feel honored to dedicate yourself to the Holy Alliance on behalf of the family.

The parasol no longer provides protection for the girl. The noon sunlight fell on the black bangs, and the folds shone brightly. The recruits witnessed the moment when Qidun lifted her long skirt and were stunned. They saw the net-shaped stockings stalking the white legs, the open-crotch thong betrayed the girl's secret, and saw two vibrators of different sizes squirming in the vagina and assholes, and the indulgent vaginal fluid had wet the girl's legs.

Qidun shyly turned away from her pretty face. She originally wanted to escape from her father's control, but like her father's political enemies, she underestimated her father's methods. Mington could never tolerate betrayal, even his favorite little daughter.

Mington: Let's keep talking!

Qidun calmed down his emotions and said softly: As you can see, my pussy and anus are stuffed into vibrator every day. Not only are the two flesh holes below, but my breasts are covered with two vibrating breasts. I have been completely trained to be a hopeless sex slave. Even after the war, I can't be regarded as a eldest lady. Serve men is the meaning of my life.

Mington: Very good, this is the woman from my Peter family. Ah came and hung my daughter with Anne. Today she can’t be gang-raped less than Anne.

Two little beauties who used to be tit-for-tat are hung on the same wooden stake in the same shameful posture, but they are equally cute.

Qidun: Annie, I'm sorry, your favorite little bear doll when I was a child was deliberately broken by me.

Annie: It’s nothing. When you went out for an outing in the city a few years ago, I deliberately applied paint to your favorite skirt.

Qidun: It's ridiculous to think about it. We have fought for so many years, but we got nothing.

Annie: At least we got the cock, didn’t we?

Men, like wolves and tigers, couldn't hear the whispers between the two little girls. They shouted, and frantically tore their skirts into strips of cloth, filling every hole of their bodies with scorching white turbidity. They just wanted to hear their moans...