War-torn galaxies (1)

Chapter 1 – Alfonso the Pirate

On the other side of the Milky Way, there is a beautiful and rich galaxy comparable to the Solar System – Bristol. There was once a glorious civilization here, but its corrupt rule led to its rapid decline and it finally became one of the most important colonies of the advanced and powerful solar system. Since then, there has not been a single day of peace here, and rebellion and assassination have become the theme of this galaxy, with successive wars burning across the planets.

Over the past hundred years, this place has seen the birth of countless chaotic lords, whose ambitions have brought about endless killing and infinite suffering…

Frederich B. Schmidt Saar. Ostholm, the most hated and feared terrorist in the universe by the solar system’s government, has an unimaginable appeal in the Bristol Galaxy, where he is a legend in the hearts of the Bristolians. Now, the legend is about to play out in a thrilling sequel in a galaxy of misery and abundance.

“Great fear and despair will cause a person in a desperate situation to become violent and ferocious, and at the same time lose his normal thinking and calmness; while the great joy of coming back from the dead will likewise cause a person to become abnormally excited and blind. If one can manage to keep a normal mind no matter when or where, then such a person is truly strong, and he is the most qualified to win the final victory.”

Alex Hawk seemed lost in thought. Hawk seemed to be lost in thought as he stood in the corner of the command hall of the Athena, the battleship that had once belonged to Violette’s group, looking at Fred, who was also standing quietly, looking out at the vastness of space beyond the ship, and in his heart he couldn’t help but be overcome with an uncontrollable admiration and a strange sense of awe.

“The pale-faced Bristolian’s calm exterior actually burned with fire and amazing ambition, and he would never be satisfied with having escaped the pursuit from the solar system, and would surely do something amazing in the galaxy that had nurtured him.”

Alex blinked as he seemed to remember his homeland. “How could I not be a traitor to my country, driven by insatiable ambition, and how could I not want to do something amazing?” Ever since meeting Fred, Alex had been captivated by him. The Bristolian made the ever-so-egotistical former Commodore Hawke feel that he was worth everything he had done for him, worth the loyalty he had given.

Fred Ostholm suddenly turned back to Alex and said. Ostholm suddenly turned back to the distracted Alex and said, “Alex, you haven’t been to Bristol, have you?”

Alex awoke with a start, noticing that Fred’s deep blue eyes actually glittered with some crystals when he said the word Bristol. He distinctly felt the fiery heart inside the body of the man advertised as a devil who loved his homeland.

Alex shook his head honestly.

“Alex, it’s just as beautiful and rich as the Solar System. There are also azure seas and verdant mountains, there are also prosperous cities and kind people, the difference is that it is still full of bloody wars and brutal killings! You, oh! No, now you’re one of us, Alex. They shamelessly invaded my homeland and took over our land. Hate! Alex, you may not yet understand what kind of hatred and humiliation this is! It gnaws at my heart all the time, and I will not stop fighting as long as I have a breath in my body!”

These impassioned words came out of Fred’s mouth with the same cold, steely expression of rock.

A passion welled up in Alex as he listened. He remembered that in Bristol’s short colonial history of less than a hundred years, countless uprisings and rebellions had been suppressed, but more new battles were being fought at any moment. He couldn’t help but want to immediately throw himself into that tragic battlefield and fight alongside these perceived rebels.

Fred seemed to read the mind of the young rebel from the solar system, “Alex, prepare your intelligence and courage, the battle will begin soon!” He said and turned around again, his deep gaze silently casting back into the familiar and unknown distance.

Alex was deeply touched by the inexplicable nature of human nature, and at that moment Fred was as wise and quiet as a philosopher, a far cry from the cruelty and fury with which he had abused the female warriors of the Violet Group.

The main door was gently pushed open and a robust man walked in quickly. His originally handsome face became hideous due to the presence of a long scar. Without a doubt, this was Leilong’s number one military expert and most outstanding warrior-Jeff. Jacobson. He was once living on the small, remote planet of Medovi, among the backward Hurians, when fate brought him back to meet Fred.

“Jeff, is that you?” Fred didn’t turn around. Jacobson smiled at Alex and said aloud, “Fred, in two days we’ll be within range of the Bristol system. Which planet should we land on?”

Fred hugged his shoulders back and winked mischievously, “Let’s just go to Chea!”

Chea is the largest planet in the Bristol system and the capital of the original Great Consil Dynasty, now the seat of the Bristol colonial government.

Jeff immediately laughed, “Fred, you’re trying to scare the Nato Bailiff to death, aren’t you?”

John B. Nato is the Solar System government-appointed bailiff of the Bristol colony, and he is notorious for his greed and incompetence.

“Jeff, every planet in Bristol can be where we land. This place belongs to us, and as the gods have blessed us with a return from the dead, they will also guide us where to go.”

Fred’s words were good; it had been five years since Brontë had left Bristol. Five years is both short and long; it won’t change the Bristolians’ support for Raylon, but it’s enough to change a planet’s environment. So for these escapees, it doesn’t make much difference where they go.

“Alex, you’re about to meet the Bristol Galaxy. Forget the Solar System, you are already a more vicious traitor in their eyes than we are. There’s no turning back for you, fight with us, you’ll love it here.” Jeff said to Alex with a smile.

“Jeff, I haven’t thought about backing out since the time I joined Thunder Dragon!”

“Good for you! Alex.”

Fred suddenly asked, “Jeff, where’s Leo? Did he go visit those three bitches again?”

“Haha, Fred, those three pussies are a great addition to our lonely journey!”

Since the defeat of the Violet Group by Fred on the Medovi, the three captured women, Linda, Julia and Yoko Hashimoto, have become the playthings of the Thunder Dragons, the tools they use to vent their frustrations. The members of the Thunder Dragons often raped and tortured the captured women warriors during their long voyage as a form of recreation and entertainment.

Although they were his compatriots, Alex did not feel guilty at all, because he was convinced that if he fell into the hands of the Violet Team, they would not hesitate to kill him as a traitor. Alex couldn’t help but smile at Jeff’s words, as if he could already see that in the bottom bunker of the “Athena”, which used to belong to the Violet Team, the giant Kuai Gou’s gigantic rod was thrusting heavily into the body of the female captive. Underneath Leo’s body, the naked and bound female warrior was screaming and struggling in pain and despair.

Alex could feel that bone-deep hatred for the solar system that Fred had spoken of in the way the members of the Thunder Dragon had so cruelly abused the captured woman, a hatred between peoples that could only be erased by blood, the enemy’s or one’s own.

The vastness of space is both tempting and dangerous to travelers. Three huge warships traveled silently into the mysterious and beautiful Bristol system.

Fred, Jeff, Alex and Leo are in the command hall of the Athena, excited and thrilled about their new challenge.

Suddenly, a huge black battleship emerged from space like a ghost, rapidly closing in on the three traveling ships!

“The Athena’s monitors immediately displayed the image of the mysterious warship: a huge, uninvited guest as terrifying as a monster, with a blood-dripping battle-axe prominently painted on its dark hull!

“Pirates! Interstellar pirates!” One of the crew screamed in horror!

Everyone jumped immediately!

Star Pirates! The name is a nightmare to all space voyagers! The cruelty and ferocity of these ferocious pirates is enough to scare even the regular army, not only do they plunder merchant ships for money, but they also kill anyone who dares to resist, and even warships become the target of the bold pirates.

An electric wave was transmitted to Athena through the interstellar public channel, which clearly expressed the message of the pirates: give up resistance! Give up your money! Give up your money or die!

This pirate battleship dared to openly challenge the three battleships, so one could imagine their ferocity!

“Damn it! How dare you come and rob us?!” Jeff immediately shouted. “Let’s teach these audacious pirates a lesson!”

Leo, on the other hand, was about to head out the door without saying a word.

Not expecting the fight to come so quickly, Alex couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

“Slow down!” Fred said : “Quickly grab the frequency of this warship and try to make image contact with them!” He hurriedly ordered the panicked crew. Fred then said to the others : “If it’s the Bristol Pirates, then they won’t make war on us!” He was full of confidence.

Jeff and Leo understood immediately. Alex, on the other hand, watched with curiosity; he really wanted to see what Fredrich Saltman had in store for him. He really wanted to see how much the name of Friedrich Sal. He really wanted to see how powerful the name of Friedrich Sal Ostholm was for the Bristolians.

The competent communicator quickly contacted the group of pirates. The monitors flashed rapidly, and soon the view from that pirate warship appeared.

After a moment’s busyness, a man’s appearance appeared on the screen: it was a young Bristolian, about less than thirty years old; with thick, curly brown hair, underneath which was a square face; his eyes flashed belligerently and fiercely under two thick eyebrows, and dense stubble filled the area around his wide mouth. One could imagine this fellow taking on an even more fearsome bearded appearance if he didn’t shave for two days. He was obviously the pirate leader.

“Hahaha! Rats! Surrender quickly and you can still save your lives!” The pirate leader laughed maniacally.

Alex was surprised to see Jeff and Leo’s faces full of anger replaced by looks of surprise, while Fred stepped in front of the screen without a word and stared the dreaded pirate dead in the face.

Jeff muttered to himself as if in a dream, “God, it’s so like it, it’s so like it!” Fred, who had stepped in front of the screen, had his facial muscles twitching and his thin, bloodless lips quivering.

The pirate on the other end of the screen obviously noticed the blonde man who approached the screen, and he was clearly surprised by the change in Fred’s expression.

“Hey! What are you looking at me like that for? Huh? You…” Fred’s face grew paler and paler, “You… Sergio Venzo? Who is Venzo to you?!”

The pirate leader’s face also became strange, and his words were mild. “Sergio is my cousin, you, you are Mr. Osherom!!!”

“Oh my God! You’re Fred! Hahaha! Fred, Fred is back! Fred’s back!”

The pirate was dancing around like a madman, with an expression on his face that he didn’t know if he was crying or laughing, and turned back to the other pirates and shouted wildly at them.

Alex saw the color of blood flood Fred’s pale face and a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. He finally believed in the magical powers the man had in Bristol – a galaxy far, far away and mysterious.

A shuttle leaves the Tomahawk-painted pirate battleship and flies into the purple Athena suspended in space.

A bloody light appeared before Fred’s eyes: in the base of Thunder Dragon on Neptune, there was blood and flesh flying everywhere and eye-catching fire. The members of the Thunder Dragon and the commandos of the National Defense Force were tangled together, and there were constantly bloody bodies falling under the gunfire of unknown enemies or friends. At this moment, human life was no longer noble, and death became incredibly close. Sergio and Fred fought and retreated, being forced into a corner. Sergio’s right arm had been broken by the laser gun, holding the gun with one hand, he was half-kneeling to fight back. Suddenly, a high-explosive shotgun shell landed close to Fred and Sergio, and the severely wounded Sergio rose up violently, blocking Fred’s face like a wall! A wave of heat almost caused Fred to faint, while a huge shockwave and flying shrapnel threw Sergio’s enlightened body heavily into Fred’s arms behind him!

Fred’s pale, slender fingers grasped the armrests of the chair with a death grip, and he would never forget the sight he saw at that moment: blood gushing like a spring from Sergio’s solid body; the part that had once been two bright black eyes had become two deep bloody holes, one eyeball gone, the other still clinging to the bloody flesh and dangling down over the face! The ghastly white muscles inside those bloody holes twitched as if they were still shooting the gaze that would never be seen again! Alex saw Fred turn away, and it seemed as if crystallized tears were running down his wasted cheeks.

“Fred, Mr. Venzo is here!” Leo walked in leading the robust pirate leader.

Fred gently turned back, his pale face regained its original coldness and elegance. The pirate leader quickly stepped forward and fell on one knee in front of Fred: ”Alfonso Venzo greets the honorable Lord Ostholm! Alfonso Venzo greeted the honorable Osherom, his Excellency!  will go through fire and water for you!”

Fred hurriedly stood up and helped the kneeling pirate: “Alfonso, Alfonso, this is wonderful! You are another Sergio given to me by the great god Daru!”

Jacobson also came up and scrutinized Alfonso: “Brother Alfonso, you’re just like your brother!”

Alfonso gripped Fred’s hand tightly, and even choked up, “Lord Osherom, you, I thought you couldn’t come back. Great, Mr. Osherom, you’re finally back!”

A smile appeared on Fred’s face, “Alfonso, we’re all brothers, you’re just like them, just call me Fred!” He paused for a moment, “Alfonso, I’m not leaving Bristol after this return! Never leaving again!!!”

The hall of the “Athena” had been richly furnished, and Alfonso had brought rich food from his ship, so that the fugitives, who had already had a long journey, enjoyed a good Bristolian supper.

Drinking the familiar gimlet wine, these people far from their homeland immediately felt a kindred spirit they hadn’t felt in a long time. However, for the foreigner Alex, the taste of this wine would take a long end of time to get used to. Looking at Alex drinking the gimlet, the polite smile barely squeezed out of his face, Jeff hurriedly patted him on the shoulder and said : “Alex, do you want to give you some other drinks?”

“Jeff, is that a Bristol drink? I think I’ll just get me some plain water, it’s supposed to be the same all over the universe, right?” Everyone laughed.

“Alex, the water in Bristol is sweeter than the water in the solar system.” Fred smiled.

Leo took the gimlet in front of Alex with one hand∶”Alex, don’t waste such a good wine, if you don’t drink it, give it all to me!”

Pirate Alfonso stared at the opposite side of this young stranger, this black hair, black eyes of the young man’s face is always full of cathartic smile, he is not accustomed to drinking Bristol’s spirits but can give up a great future to follow a person who is regarded by his compatriots as a heretic. For some reason, this springtime smile felt so strange to Alfonso, a pirate who was used to a life of bloodshed.

“Fred, come with me to the planet Mathermel!”

“Mathermel?” It was an asteroid far from Chea, once the most barren part of Bristol.

“Aye. That’s the home base of our Bristol pirates nowadays. There are many of your admirers there, and . Mr. Gould is there now.”

“Louie? Is he alive?” Jeff asked in surprise.

“He’s been living in seclusion in Mathermere since he escaped back to Bristol two years ago. Fred, with you as our leader, we won’t be pirates anymore, and we’ll all be at your command.” Alfonso said loudly.

Fred just smiled, listening quietly but not saying a word.

Alex said to Fred, “Fred, we should listen to Alfonso now and join forces with the Bristol Pirates to overthrow the ruling government. Isn’t that your goal?”

“Sure thing, Alex. Jeff, we’ll just go to Mathermere! Heck, just in time to see this Louis guy!” Fred clasped his shoulders and grinned like a child.

The Bristolian men were getting more and more spirited with their gimlets. Alex noticed that Jeff, Leo and Alfonso’s eyes were red, their speech was starting to slur, and their hands, already numbed by the liquor, were only slightly sharper when picking up the bottles. Fred, on the other hand, was obviously a better drinker than these guys, but there was still some rare blood on his pale face.

Jeff raised a glass of wine and stood up shakily, saying, “Come on! Which one of you will drink with me?”

Alfonso followed suit and stammered, “Jeff, you, you’re done! I’m not taking advantage of you!”

“What? You guys! I can’t? You…” Jeff staggered towards Alfonso. Fred looked at Jeff’s drunken state and helplessly stood up and pulled him back, saying, “Okay, Jeff, there will be plenty of gimlets to drink later! Let’s call it a day, all go and rest.” With that, he stood up as well.

Alex rushed over and held the swaying Jacobson. Fred smiled at everyone∶”Sorry, I’ve had too much to drink today as well, I’ll go rest first.” After saying that, he walked out alone.

Leo and Alfonso stood up with red eyes and were about to leave. Jeff, who was being supported by Alex, suddenly broke free and shouted at the top of his lungs, “Don’t go, all of you! We still have to drink!”

Giant Leo immediately sat down on his butt again and also said loudly: ”Jeff! Drink! I’m not afraid!

A, Alfonso, how much gimlet wine do you have left there? Bring it all!”

Alfonso was about to speak when Alex suddenly winked slyly and said, “Listen to me, that’s enough wine for today, let’s have some other fun!”

Without waiting for him to finish, Leo suddenly said, “Yeah! Alex, you mean to bring those pussies to play?”

“Right! Right! Good idea! Bring those three solar system bitches here for the Alfonso brothers to play with!” Jeff seemed to snap out of it.

Alfonso was confused and looked at them in bewilderment.

Leo had already stood up and walked out in stride. Alex smiled and said to Alfonso, “Alfonso, to put it simply, the Solar System Defense Force sent a bunch of little pussies after Fred, and we defeated them. Instead, we captured three female officers of the Defense Force on our battleship, and Leo is bringing them here.”

Jeff also continued, “Brother Alfonso, those pussies are pretty good looking! Ha ha ha!”

With that said, the doors opened and Leo and a couple of crew members walked in escorting Linda, Julia and Yoko Hashimoto.

Seeing the three stunning beauties being escorted in naked and bound by shackles and ropes, Alfonso’s alcohol-reddened eyes immediately straightened: the redhead Linda’s hands were twisted behind her back, her arms were tightly bound by the ropes, and the ropes that wrapped around her breasts made her two plump breasts stand out even more; Julia wore handcuffs and shackles, and there was a thin chain connecting them together, which made it difficult for Julia to move her hands and feet at the same time; and the female doctor Yoko Hashimoto was only handcuffed with her hands in front of her face; and the female doctor Yoko Hashimoto was only handcuffed with her hands in front of her. It was very difficult to walk as Julia had to move her hands and feet at the same time; while the female doctor, Yoko Hashimoto, was only handcuffed with her hands in front of her. Tears could be seen on the delicate faces of the three women, their spirits were haggard, and there were some red, swollen or bruised marks on their sexy flesh, which showed that they had been very cruelly abused.

The crew following the woman also brought some whips, bamboo sticks and thick syringes used to torture the female captives.

At the sight of the unfamiliar Alfonso, all three women bowed their heads in humiliation, knowing that the abuse would begin again.

Jeff chuckled; “Well? Alfonso, which pussy do you have your eye on?” Alfonso looked over the three women’s bodies with his reddened eyes and finally his gaze landed on Julia, a slender and fit blonde. He walked over and grabbed the chain that was attached to the handcuffs and shackles that Julia was wearing, and with a small shriek Julia stumbled and was yanked over.

Alfonso ordered Julia to stand in front of him, legs apart. So long on the battleship by the members of the Thunder Dragon’s brutal torture and rape so that Julia originally strong nerves to gradually numb, she blushing face obediently parted the plump straight legs, her body slightly trembling head down in front of the pirates, charming pussy all exposed.

Alfonso greedily looked at Julia’s body, a deep cleft between her white and plump thighs, her dark red pussy slightly red and swollen under the soft blonde pubic hair, her belly flat, her breasts firm, her two delicate nipples had risen for some reason. He reached out and rubbed the two delicate nipples, the flesh of the abused warrior woman’s chest trembled, pain and shame made Julia moan softly.

On the other hand, the giant was sitting on a chair with his pants down, and the naked female doctor was kneeling in front of him holding Leo’s thick and scary rod with her handcuffed hands and sucking on it with her little mouth open. At the same time, Yoko had to endure Alex’s torture from behind: Alex stood behind the female doctor with a smile on his face, carrying a whip and gently waving it around, hitting her fat white ass and smooth delicate backside. Yoko Hashimoto whimpered and sucked on Leo’s rod while swaying her white body to avoid Alex’s vicious whip, but it still left a few light red marks on her two plump mounds and delicate back.

The drunken Jeff, on the other hand, roughly picked Linda up and pinned her down on the table. He pressed Linda’s upper body tightly against the table, and his two large hands roughly kneaded the two proudly erect breasts on Linda’s chest, while his long-erected dick rubbed against Linda’s lower body through her clothes.

Since Linda was recaptured aboard Fred’s battleship, her position as vice-captain of Team Violet, coupled with her elegant appearance and headstrong personality, has subjected Linda to more rape and torture than Julia and Yoko.

Linda knew that resisting and struggling in front of these guys was futile, so she kept enduring in silence despite the great shame and pain she felt. Linda knew that as humiliating as it was to physically submit to the enemy’s violence, it was mentally submitting that was the worst. Linda realized that the female doctor and Julia had become somewhat cowed by the violence of the enemy and had gradually begun to break down mentally. Linda herself had had similar moments, such as when she had been tortured by Alex with that evil “massage”, but Linda at least now had a little faith that there would be an escape from this horrible prison. At this time to Jeff’s rough treatment, Linda just closed her beautiful eyes, biting her lips tightly to endure the pain coming from her sensitive breasts, being held down by Jeff’s body as if dead motionless, letting her enemy wreak havoc.

Alfonso’s hands traveled back and forth over Julia’s voluptuous and sensual flesh, touching every hidden part of her with abandon. Julia’s full chest rose and fell violently, and her naked body shivered uncontrollably. Alfonso turned to Julia’s back and suddenly grabbed the chain that was attached to the handcuffs and shackles Julia was wearing from between her parted legs and yanked the chain out from behind Julia’s body. The thin chain was yanked from between Julia’s legs and immediately embedded itself deeply into the fascinating slit between her legs. Julia let out a shriek and couldn’t help but grab the chain with both hands and bend over.

Alfonso raised his hand and spanked Julia’s snow-white buttocks so hard that immediately there were terrible palm prints on Julia’s buttocks. Julia screamed miserably, twisting her slender waist and struggling. Alfonso grasped the chain with one hand, spanked Julia’s buttocks with one hand, and came to Julia’s ear to curse: “Little bitch, don’t move! Stand still!”

Julia was afraid of being subjected to even more horrible torture, so she let go of the chain with a small sob and stood up straight with a shiver. Alfonso proudly tugged the chain back and forth, the rough chain rubbed against Julia’s delicate slit, a burst of heart-breaking pain came from her lower body, Julia shook her head and begged: “Don’t, don’t move, it’s too much, it hurts too much, ah, can’t stand it, ooohhhhhh.”

Jeff over there was still ravaging Linda, but Linda’s unresisting posture made Jeff feel very uncomfortable, and he cursed fiercely: “Bitch, you scream! Struggle! Why don’t you move? Are you dead?”

Linda slowly opened her eyes and looked at the drunken Jeff with a look of hatred and disgust, turning her head to the side. Jeff was enraged and decided that he was going to punish the stubborn redhead severely. He looked around and suddenly dragged Linda from the table to the floor, holding her down so that she was face down on the floor.

Linda’s hands were tied behind her back and she didn’t struggle at all, lying woodenly on her back, her snow-white ass high in the air.

Jeff brought over a thick syringe, grabbed another bottle of gimlet from the table, poured it into the syringe, and approached the sprawled out Linda with a sardonic grin, saying, “Little bitch, aren’t you stubborn? I’ll give your lowly ass some of our Bristol booze!”

It was then that Linda noticed what Jeff was up to, while she was able to endure the rape and torture of her enemies, the taste of an enema was something Linda dreaded from the bottom of her heart, not to mention the use of hard liquor. Linda began to panic, she was on the floor and couldn’t get up, so she shook her bound body and looked at the approaching Jeff with frightened eyes.

Jeff saw Linda’s panicked look and became pleased: “Little bitch, now you know you’re scared? Hahahahaha, too late! You wait to wash your ass!” With that, he pressed down on the struggling Linda and shoved the thick syringe into Linda’s clenched anus.

Linda finally screamed, “No, no, no! No, no, no! No! No! No! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah!” She cleared her head and felt a cold, hot liquid flow into her anus and into her body.

Jeff injected almost a bottle of gimlet into Linda’s body, then held the ever-wriggling warrior woman’s body in a death grip and laughed.

Linda was held down like a dog on the floor, pouting and writhing miserably with her snow-white, plump ass. A hot sensation irritated her rectum and her stomach began to rise. Stubbornly, she began to feel that she couldn’t take it anymore and struggled desperately, whimpering and wailing. The female doctor over there was being tortured from the front and back by Leo and Alex, Leo’s thick rod poking into her throat almost making Yoko gasp for air. Alex saw Jeff torturing Linda and suddenly remembered an idea. In one swift motion, he grabbed the female doctor up and dragged her behind the constantly struggling Linda.

Alex pinned Yoko Hashimoto to the ground as well and made her lie down behind Linda and ordered, “Doctor, you go lick that companion of yours in the ass!!!”

Linda was suffering immense pain in her anus and could collapse at any moment. Yoko pleaded in horror, “Please, don’t make me lick Linda! Oooooooooh, please!”

Alex brandished the whip and viciously whipped the female doctor, cursing, “Bitch! How dare you disobey me? I’ll beat you to death!”

The whip struck Yoko’s delicate skin, and immediately a terrible bloodstain appeared. Yoko Hashimoto screamed miserably, “Don’t, stop, please, don’t hit me! I’ll lick, I’ll lick.”

She cried out and buried her head between Linda’s writhing ass cheeks, sticking out her soft tongue to lick up Linda’s ever-contracting asshole.

Linda saw the female doctor licking her anus behind her back, a wonderful sensation stimulated her nerves on the verge of collapse, she screamed: “Yoko, Yoko! Stop, stop licking! Stop it! Hurry!”

Alex then gestured for Leo to come over, and holding Yoko’s fat ass from behind, he stabbed his thick rod into the female doctor, thrusting hard.

Yoko Hashimoto immediately screamed as she felt her pussy being stabbed in by a thick, hard dick.

Alex waved the whip and threatened Yoko Hashimoto, “Bitch! Don’t stop! Lick that bitch’s ass!”

With tears in her eyes, Yoko Hashimoto moaned intermittently as she continued to lick the enemasized Linda’s anus.

Alfonso couldn’t care less about this side of a good show at this point, he pinned Julia to the ground and pounced on her.

Julia parted her two slender legs, squirming sadly against her sensual body imprisoned by the shackles, moaning under Alfonso’s rough violation.

Alfonso wasn’t feeling up to it when he suddenly noticed an iron hook for hanging a hovering monitor hanging down in one of the corners of the hall. He stood up and walked over, took the monitor off, pulled the hook down again, and then walked back. Alfonso dragged Julia, who had fallen to the floor, underneath the iron hook and roughly lifted the chain between Julia’s handcuffs and shackles, lifting the slender blonde into mid-air before hanging the chain from the hook in the air.

Julia was powerless to resist the powerful pirate leader, her whole body was hanging in mid-air, her whole weight falling on her shackled wrists and ankles. The slender wrists and ankles were painfully strangled by the hard and cold shackles, Julia’s head drooped limply and her mouth gasped for air.

Alfonso grinned lewdly at the naked blonde hanging in mid-air, peeled Julia’s legs apart as hard as he could with his hands, and thrust in hard.

Julia’s body was pushed up and swung back to meet Alfonso’s furious stick, which pushed deep into Julia’s body. Alfonso simply pushed Julia, who was hanging on the iron hook, and pushed up his waist to meet the swinging back body of the female warrior who was being humiliated.

Julia’s shackled limbs were in severe pain and her lower body kept meeting Alfonso’s rod straight to the bottom.

She couldn’t help but wail out loud in her agony.

Linda’s body was held down rigidly by Jeff, only her pouting ass swaying as if out of control, her legs shivering violently as she supported her body on her knees. She felt the coerced female doctor still licking her anus, which could collapse at any moment, and the muscles around her anus began to twitch sharply as a numbing, feeling where Yoko was licking her mixed with a fiery, painful sensation in her rectum.

And Yoko Hashimoto behind Linda was in an equally miserable position, Leo’s horrible dick stabbing her felt like her body was almost being torn apart, but a tidal wave of intense pleasure was also coming. Yoko was hot and trembling, her mouth whimpering vaguely, but she didn’t dare to stop, continuing to lick Linda’s anus.

Alex laughed in triumph as he watched the agonizing humiliation of the two women. The unbridled laughter of her enemy caused Linda to become even more grief stricken as large drops of sweat poured from her face and body, crystallizing her naked flesh. Linda gasped heavily, her hands clenched into fists behind her back, gritting her teeth as she cursed the laughing Alex.

“Devil! Alex, you sick devil! Ah, oooh, Yoko, don’t! I, I can’t hold on much longer! Yoko! …”

Yoko Hashimoto screamed as she felt Linda’s sweaty ass pressed against her face suddenly shake violently, and just as she was about to look up, she felt Linda’s body convulse violently as a foul-smelling yellow concoction violently erupted from the anus she had just been licking!

Both women screamed loudly at the same time. Linda’s excrement squirted out unstoppably onto the female doctor’s face and body. The yellowish-brown liquid emitted a foul odor and flowed on Yoko Hashimoto’s face and plump breasts, and Yoko cried out in humiliation and pain. Linda, paralyzed, her body convulsing in a desperate manner, fell to the ground and whimpered sadly, “I’m sorry, Yoko, I’m sorry…”

Chapter 2 Mathermere

Mathermel, a small, remote and desolate planet, is now the most famous place in Bristol because it is home to arguably the most ferocious and warlike pirates in the entire universe.

The battleship landed smoothly on a high ground in Mathermere, led by a pirate battleship. Four or five other pirate warships remained here.

Several men stepped out of a purple warship, and the famous pirate Alfonso bowed and accompanied the hero of Bristol, Fred B. Osthrom. Osthrom walked towards a house high underground.

“Look! Fred, these are my battleships! Some of them are even battleships from the Solar System Defense Force that I captured!”

Fred and Jeff and Alex looked at the proud Alfonso, smiling on their faces but feeling less excited in their hearts: after all, with less than ten warships, it was no match for the ruling government that ruled almost all of Bristol, even if it was so incompetent.

Mathermere pirates have never made their homes in warships, only sending women and children off the ships before war, so there are hardly any municipalities in Mathermere, and houses are sparse.

Approaching the house, Jeff asked, “Louie’s not gone, is he?”

Alfonso said, “Mr. Gould never goes out, so I wonder how he’ll look when a group of us show up out of the blue?”

As he was speaking, a low voice came through the door, “Alfonso, what gang?”

With the voice, a middle-aged man with a medium head and glasses walked out.

“Ah! Fred! You, you, oh my God! And Jeff?? I’m not dreaming, am I?!”

Louis B. Gould, the former number three of the Raidon organization, a physicist with a deep knowledge of history and politics, screamed as if he had seen a ghost. Gould, the former number three of the Thunder Dragon organization, a physicist with a great knowledge of history and politics, screamed as if he had seen a ghost.

The house with its humble exterior was luxurious inside, and Fred was standing in front of an old bronze statue scrutinizing the valuable antique.

“Fred, this bronze elephant was given to me by Alfonso and was used by the Noppo people for rituals two thousand years ago.”

“Louie, it seems you’ve been living comfortably for the past two years!”

“Where, I’m just lingering in seclusion to avoid being wanted. Alfonso takes good care of me and often gives me some of his loot, I’m actually about as good as dead now.”

“Mr. Gould, now that Monsignor Fred is back, we shall never hide again as we did before!

Prepare for the big one!” The spirited pirate Alfonso exclaimed.

“Yes, Fred, you have brought me courage, and hope to Bristol, and infinite trouble to Nato.”

“Louie, how did you guys escape back here?” Jeff lay back on the wide couch.

“It’s a long story, but the one who brought me back was Mashima Shigemune.”

“Oh? Since when do you deal with smugglers?”

“Mashima Shigemune is no ordinary smuggler.”

“He’s the king of smuggling, heavily wanted by the solar system government.” Alex, who had been silent, continued.

“Is there a high reward for wanting me?” Jeff, still very much in the mood, then asked.

“Higher than you and me! But not as valuable as Fred! Never mind, we won’t talk about him. Fred, what are your plans for coming back?”

Fred’s expression got serious, “Not for now. What do you think of Alfonso’s suggestion that we join forces with the Mathermel pirates?”

Excitement shot out from behind Gould’s thick glasses and he smiled and said, “Alfonso’s suggestion is very good, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Mathermere pirates, a force not to be underestimated. By the way, Alfonso, why don’t you let your good friend Isaiah come to meet Fred?”

A few hours later a light blue battleship landed in the clearing next to Gould’s house.

Alfonso stood up and walked over to open the door and a tall, thin young man walked in.

This man is less than thirty years old, white face with two long thin eyes, high nose with two small moustaches, thin lips proudly upward, coupled with neat and straight clothes and white hands, the whole look of a well-bred playboy, it is hard to imagine that he is the Alfonso just said that the pirates of Mathamel the most frightening and ferocious one of the Isiah Boulmeier, the pirates of the Mathamel, the pirates of the Mathamel, the pirates of the Mathamel, the pirates of the Mathamel, the pirates of the Mathamel, the pirates of the Mathamel, the pirates of the Mathamel and the pirates of the Mathamel. Bourmeier.

Seeing an entire room full of strangers, Isaiah was first flabbergasted, then asked Louis, “Mr. Gould, is this some kind of party you’re having here?”

Alfonso pulled him to Fred and said, “Isaiah, take a good look, who is this?”

Isaiah stared at Fred for a long time and said hesitantly, “This is… strange, why do you look so much like someone else? Are you… are you related to Mr. Frederich Ostholm? What is your relationship with His Excellency, Mr. Ostholm?”

Alfonso laughed out loud: “Isaiah, Isaiah! He’s the one you’ve been wanting to see, Mr. Ostholm! Next to him is Jeff Jacobson. Jacobson!”

Fred and Jeff are arguably household names in Bristol, Isaiah B. Bourmeier had never seen them in person. Hearing Alfonso’s introduction, Isaiah was immediately surprised and didn’t know what to say.

“Lord Fred, I thought you couldn’t return to Bristol…”

Alex had begun to smell an odor of blood.

The silence in the conference room of “Athena”, where a group of the great and powerful of the world of chaos were sitting, was almost maddening.

Alfonso finally relented: “Fred, why don’t you say something?”

Fred looked up slowly, “What’s left of the Conseil royal family?”

Hearing this, Alfonso almost jumped. “Fred, why are you still thinking about those useless princes and nobles?”

Alex saw the disappointment evident in Isaiah’s eyes as well.

Louis was silent for a while and said, “Fred, you know that Prince Laika has committed suicide, and he died without leaving an heir. Duke Berak and his son were also killed in battle. And…”

“Yeah. And if it wasn’t for stupid Belak, why would we be in a mess in the first place!” Jeff also spoke in an unhappy tone.

Prince Laika was the grandson of the last emperor of the overthrown Great Consil Dynasty, and when Fred and the others revolted they made Laika their leader, but he was a cowardly and incompetent man who committed suicide after Fred and the others failed in their revolt.

Duke Belak was Laika’s uncle, who took military command from Fred and the others based on his status, and as a result, the headstrong and self-opinionated man did not listen to Fred and Jeff’s advice in a decisive battle, and died in battle together with his own son. The army that Fred and the others had built up so disastrously was also almost lost in that one battle, which led directly to Fred’s failure in that uprising.

Alex knew all about this history, so he was surprised and disappointed to see that Fred was again interested in embracing the royal family of Conseil. Alex didn’t think that a person like Fred would still be so loyal to that dim-witted Conseil dynasty.

“Fred, the only person left today who is related to the Conseil royal family is Princess Paula, the sister of Prince Laika.

Her husband, the Marquis d’Adumire, is dead, and she and her son, Brienne, are in seclusion in St. Igni.” Louis said in an emotionless voice.

“Fred, you’re not going to push a widow to be our leader, are you?!” It was Alfonso who spoke.

“Fred, the best man for the job right now is you! Don’t you hesitate, Bristolians will understand that you’re not doing this for yourself, you’re doing it for our country!” Jeff’s patient explanation made Alex finally understand what was wrong with Fred’s heart.

Isaiah Boulmeier. Bulmeyer also finally spoke. “Fred, you should learn from your previous lessons. If you are truly for Bristol, you should bravely pick up the burden. Being so hesitant is not the style of Fred, the hero in my heart!”

“And the Mathermere pirates and Bristolians wouldn’t have been loyal if you hadn’t come calling!”

Alfonso proceeded to persuade.

Alex also felt that Fred’s mental struggle must be very intense at this moment. “Fred, you should know that only victory is the most important thing right now! Everything else should be put aside! Even if you want to give Bristol to the descendants of the Conseil royal family again it should be after defeating Nato.”

“Alex! You…” said Alfonso angrily.

“I…” said Alex, not knowing how to explain himself to the pushy pirate.

Isaiah and Louis saw this and understood what Alex meant, and the two gestured for Alfonso to calm down first.

Fred finally realized that these people didn’t want to deal with the Conseil royal family anymore. He let out a long sigh, stood up and said, “Fine! You people have convinced me!”

The others cheered immediately, Alfonso and Isaiah tapping on the table and whistling along with Jeff and Alex shouting, “Long live His Excellency Fred! Long live Fred, the new leader of Bristol!!!”

Fred smiled and said to Louis Gould. Louis Gould said, “Louis, but you still have to bring Princess Paula and her son Brien, I still want to meet them.”

Several officers were walking around anxiously in a room in the Operations Department of the Solar System Defense Force.

At that moment, a fat man in his fifties came out of the inner room, wearing the striking rank of Admiral.

“Mr. Minister, is there any news from Bristol about those villains?” A thirty-something, medium-sized, slightly balding Brigadier General asked.

“Bill, the Executive has not heard from Fred’s gang at the moment. But presumably they’ve returned to Bristol.” Defense Force Operations Minister David B. Tallings said.

At that moment, another young brigadier general suddenly said, “Why did you send the Violet Team after Fred in the first place? They are women, how can they be a match for that villain Fred?!” The young man who spoke was tall and robust, with thick eyebrows and large eyes on his rectangular face expressing great anger.

“Joseph, I understand how you feel. But it’s too late for that now!”

It turns out he’s the young Defense Force Space Task Force Brigade Commander and fiancé of captured Violet Team Lieutenant Linda, Joseph Sura. Brigadier General Sura.

It was at this moment that a woman’s voice sounded outside the door : “Minister, I’m coming.”

With that, the door opened and a young female officer walked in. It was none other than Captain Sandra, the only surviving member of the Violet Group who had been let go by Yoseba.

Sandra was wearing a spirited uniform, her hair was neatly combed, and her face had regained its original self-confidence, nothing like the wretchedness and misery she had felt when she was abused and tortured by Fred and the Hulls on the planet Medovi. But those terrible days at the beginning still left a very deep mark in Sandra’s heart.

Seeing Sandra, Joseph Sura immediately changed his expression and said in a strange tone, “Captain Sandra, welcome back from your adventures! Sura immediately changed his expression and said in a strange tone, “Captain Sandra, welcome back from your adventures! The experience on Medovi was very twisted, wasn’t it?”

Sandra’s face immediately reddened, obviously word of what had happened to her and the other girls in Violet’s group had now spread. She stammered, “Joseph, I’m sorry, I couldn’t save Linda and the girls!”

“All right, Joseph!” The minister stopped Sura’s sarcasm.

Sura stared at Sandra’s ripe, tantalizing body under her uniform, his heart suddenly shaking. He suddenly admired those Fred guys who were able to grab the best women in the Defense Force, strip them naked and play with them as they pleased. Although he knew that his identity did not allow him to do so, just thinking about it caused Sura to develop a desire to commit a crime. In particular, Sura now for some reason had a strong possessive desire for Sandra, the only female officer who had returned from danger, perhaps because of the knowledge that she had been raped by those criminals and had destroyed the original image of sanctity? Or maybe it was thinking of her as a stand-in for Linda?

Sura slammed his fist down on the table as hard as he could, the pain from his hand enabling him to focus his distracted attention back, Brigadier General Sura was after all a good soldier not a lawless gangster, and he wouldn’t allow himself to ramble any longer.

His actions startled the others.

“Joseph, are you okay?” His deputy, Bill B. Drudge asked with concern.

“Never mind! Minister, let me go to Bristol and destroy those villains!”

“Joseph, that’s what I’ve asked you to do! The Bailiff of Nato needs someone to assist him there as well.”

Speaking of Nato, both Joseph and Bill bristled with disdain. In the Defense Force, Nato’s name was equated with stupidity.

It was at this moment that the door was pushed open again. An Oriental girl in civilian clothes walked in easily. Her black hair was in a ponytail at the back of her head, her duck-egg shaped face had two curved eyes full of smiles at all times, and her very slim figure made her originally medium height appear much taller.

“Minister, what did you want to see me about?”

Seeing this girl, both Joseph and Bill asked the minister in unison, “Minister, are you asking Zhuo Ning to go to Bristol with us?”

The girl called “Zhuo Ning” turned her head to see Joseph and said with a smile, “Brigadier General Sura, don’t you like to take me with you?”

“No, no! How could I not wish to bring the lovely Chokaru along?”

Although this Zhuo Ning was only nineteen years old, she was already a very famous figure in the Defense Force. She wasn’t actually a soldier, but this Chinese girl with supernormal capabilities had helped the National Defense Force excel in several missions in recent years, and was very famous. Don’t look at her frail appearance, but she is very powerful in Chinese kung fu.

“Joseph, this time you and Bill take your Special Service Brigade and go to Bristol with Sandra and Zhuo Ning! Make sure to wipe out Fred’s gang completely!”

“Fred, Her Highness Princess Paula and Duke Brienne Adumire are here! Duke Adumire are here!”

Fred, who was discussing things with Jeff, Alfonso, Alex and Isaiah, heard Louis and hurried to the door.

A very noble and refined lady in her late forties and a young man in his early twenties had walked in; they were the last of the royal clan of Conseil, Princess Paula and her son Brien.

“Hello, Fred!”

“Your Highness, it is a bit presumptuous to invite you here!”

Fred bowed and respectfully invited the Princess mother and son to their seats.

Everyone in the room focused their attention on Princess Paula and the young Duke Adumire.

The Princess could be seen from her appearance as a noble lady of noble birth and education, and despite being over forty years old, she still had a youthful appearance because of her good maintenance. The Princess had an excellent demeanor and was not disturbed by the sight of so many strangers, and remained very calm as she looked at the people who seemed somewhat hostile.

The young Brienne, on the other hand, took everyone by surprise. Although all the people here are considered to have seen the world, but they have never seen such a beautiful young man, the temperament of the quiet Brien’s appearance is like a girl as clean, no defects in the features, the figure is straight and well-proportioned, the whole person is like the Apollo in the mythology of the handsome and noble.

“Brienne, you’ve become a grown-up after not seeing her for a few years!” Fred smiled.

“Hon. Fred, I am so happy to see you again! What is it you wish to command?”

“It…” said Fred, a little hesitantly.

“Fred, don’t you hesitate! Louis already told us all about it just now on the road.” Princess Paula said calmly.

Fred looked at Louis not knowing what to do. But it was good that Louis said it first, after all, it was embarrassing to have Fred say it himself.

“Lord Fred, my mother and I have great admiration for your ambitions! It is a fact that the Conseil dynasty is now history, and we are now just ordinary Bristolians, with no personal ambitions other than the desire for freedom and dignity, just like you. So, Mr. Fred, please don’t have any more worries, you are doing everything right. And, I beg you to be able to let me join you!”

The young duke surprised everyone with this remark, and Fred looked at Brien in amazement. His handsome face looked very serene as he spoke, without a trace of reluctance or artifice.

Alfonso and Isaiah also looked at each other in amazement; the two of them hadn’t expected the princess and her son to back Fred so readily.

“Bri, good job!” Jeff stood up first.

“Fred, keep Brien with me! I’ll teach him how to fight like a true warrior!”

Relieved, Fred looked at Jeff and then back at Brien’s sincere eyes.

“Good! Jeff, you take care of Duke Adumire!”

“Don Fred, stop calling me Duke Adumire. You can just call me Brien!”

“Bri, are you really going to go to war with those pirates?”

“Mom, don’t worry! I’m not a child anymore, don’t you want me to be a great warrior?”

“But, but haven’t you noticed that they haven’t been that friendly to us?”

“It’s okay, Mom. Wouldn’t you be wary if the tables were turned? I think if we’re sincere with them, they’ll really change their minds about me, too. I want everyone to see that Brienne Adumire is not a useless person. Adumire is not a useless fop, but a real man!”

“┅┅”

“Mom, you’re not still trying to restore the kingship of the Conseil royal family, are you? Forget it, you should see that the days of kingship are gone, and Fred and the others are where Bristol’s true hope lies.”

The conversation between mother and son was interrupted by the entrance of a man, a tall, thin, middle-aged man.

“Uncle, you’re back!”

MICHAEL B. Adumire looked at Brienne gravely.

“Bri, did you see Fred and the others today?”

“Yeah, I’ve told them all my ideas. And, I’m about to join them!”

“Brienne, you are too simple! If you do this, you’ll be completely cutting off the glory of the Conseil royal family! Besides, those ambitious guys won’t trust you, it’s too dangerous for you to be with them!”

“Come on, uncle! You always look at everyone with suspicion! What honor for the royal family of Conseil? I really don’t  care to be known as a descendant of the royal family, now that it’s no longer honorable. I just want to really do something good for Bristol.”

“Brien, after all, you are a person of noble birth, and are not on the same path as those pirates. Your whole life is destined to bear the mark of royalty, this is something that cannot be escaped no matter what.”

“And, Bri, don’t blame me for being paranoid. I’ve always felt that Jeffrey Jacobson doesn’t really want you to be with him! Jacobson doesn’t really want you to be with him! He seems to be spying on you for convenience!”

“Uncle, mom, you all stop talking. I want to rest, good night!”

The young Duke left the room somewhat angrily.

“Michelle, this baby really worries me!”

“Your Highness, Brien has really grown up! It seems that we can no longer treat him like a child!”

“He seems to be completely mesmerized by Fred and the others.”

“That’s what worries me the most, he’s getting emotional!”

Fred and his companions are in a meeting.

“Alfonso, have all the Mathermel pirates been contacted?”

“Jeff, basically agreed to join us! Isaiah, how’s it going over there?”

The mental moustache on Isaiah’s face immediately drooped.

“I’m really sorry! I’m a little short there.”

Alfonso immediately glared at his best friend.

Louie Gould immediately went on to say, “Is there a problem with Captain Nick? Louis Gould went on immediately, “Isaiah, is there a problem with Captain Nick?”

Nick Moustakas was the most powerful of the Musselmere pirates. Mosta was the most powerful of the Mathermere pirates, a stubborn and rude old man, of whom everyone already had an idea, so everyone was prepared for Isaiah’s troubles.

“So, Isaiah, what exactly does Nick mean?” Fred asked softly.

“Fred, he still doesn’t trust us very much!”

“Isaiah, can you invite him here? I’ll talk to him myself!”

“Fred, no problem! In fact, Nick still wants to see you, the stubborn old man is just afraid you’ll squander all his belongings.”

“Fred, have you figured out how you’re going to negotiate with Nick tomorrow?”

Fred is looking out the window at the starry sky.

“Louie, do you by any chance have a good idea?”

“Fred, that Captain Mosta is actually quite easy to deal with! He has one major weakness: he’s horny!”

Fred’s eyes immediately lit up; people with weaknesses were easy to convince. Lust was common to almost all men, and he seemed to know how to do it.

Louis saw Fred turn around and his eyes behind the thick lenses of his glasses began to glow.

“Fred, what are you going to do with those three women? Keep them here as our playthings all the time?”

Ever since Fred landed in Mathermere, Linda, Julia, and Yoko Hashimoto have been incarcerated in the pirate’s base as slave girls ready for the lustful pleasures of the Mathermere pirates.

“Of course not! I’ve had enough of those pussies a long time ago! Besides, women aren’t what I’m after!”

Fred paused.

“Louis, if the women can be used to persuade Nick B. Mosta, then just give them all to him!”

“No, Fred. One woman for old Nick is enough! You mustn’t underestimate these three women; beautiful women are sometimes a great asset. Leave the two slave girls, I have a use for them.”

Fred was suddenly interested.

“Louis, what more do you want?”

Louis smiled in a mysterious manner, “Fred, now is not the time, then you’ll understand!”

Nick Moustapha is a tall, tall, old man with a wrinkled face. Mosta was a tall, intelligent old man with a wrinkled face that spoke of the vicissitudes he had endured.

Seeing the great Fred, Captain Mosta also became polite; after all, he was also a Bristolian, and had at least as much respect for the legendary Fred.

Persuading an uneducated roughneck like Mosta is actually quite simple, as long as he has so much respect for you and an articulate helper like Louie.

Nick B. Mosta had gotten along with Fred and Jeff like family, and he fully agreed to support Fred and the others in their uprising, provided that his fleet was still under his own command.

All of the brontosaurus leaders sat with Nick, but it was a young man who came with Nick that caught Alex’s attention. He was sturdy and thick, not very tall, but his two eyes were very sharp, shooting out a gaze that would send shivers down one’s spine.

Alex whispered to Isiah next to him, “Isiah, who is this man?”

“Oh, he’s Old Nick’s assistant, named Sebastian B. Hursley. He’s a very combative and shrewd fellow.”

Alex smiled and walked towards Sebastian.

“Hello, my name is Alex… Hawk.”

“My name is Sebastian, nice to meet you.” His tone was as cold as his eyes, but instead of making Alex uncomfortable, he found the young man interesting.

Alex felt as though he wasn’t going to have a pleasant conversation with this guy though, Sebastian obviously wasn’t a talkative person. Alex just looked at him and shrugged and smiled, turning around and walking back.

“Isaiah, this guy is so cool!”

“Alex, he already thinks highly of you for talking to you. Last time Alfonso almost started a fight because Sebastian ignored him. That’s why I was told to contact Captain Mostar this time.”

Captain Mosta’s voice suddenly got louder at this point.

“Fred, we’re already friends! You don’t have to be so polite, what other women are you going to give me?”

He spoke aloud, patting Fred on the shoulder, but desire was evident in his eyes.

“Captain Mostar, it’s just a small token of appreciation for our first meeting, you’re welcome!”

“Hahahaha, I’m welcome then?!” Fred stood up and pulled Mosta towards the outside.

“Here, Captain Mostar! Will you please pick out the cargo?”

The others followed out the door.

“Isaiah, guess which woman this guy will pick?”

“Alex, this Old Nick fellow would surely want to take them all. But if it were me, I’d go for the redhead named Linda, she’s young, feisty, and stubborn. That’s the kind of woman that’s fun to fuck!”

“Haha, Isaiah, you really do look like a playboy.”

The group came to a nearby house. Since Linda and the others were imprisoned here, this house had become a makeshift brothel for the Mathermel pirates, and the three female officers who had lost their freedom had become female slaves for the pirates to vent on and abuse.

Walking into the house, a damp odor greeted them, the result of the brutal abuse of female slaves that often occurred here, and the frequent need to use water to clean the filth from the floor. The three women had been imprisoned separately, but had now been brought together to await Captain Mostar’s selection.

As soon as he walked into the room, Captain Mostar’s eyes went straight.

Linda, Julia and Yoko were already inside. The three miserable slave girls stood naked in the center of the room, hands cuffed behind their backs, waiting to be picked.

Before Mosta’s arrival, Louis had instructed the pirate to clean the three women’s bodies, but some scars from whipping and abuse could still be seen on Linda’s and their beautiful bodies. Due to the frequent sexual intercourse, the three women’s flesh was filled with a strange luster.

Linda and the girls knew the fate that faced them, being forced to stand naked and wait to be picked made them feel even more sad and ashamed, so they all bowed their heads in humiliation.

Mosta looked at the three nude beauties, his eyes glowing with greed. He slowly approached Linda and the girls and reached out his hand to touch each of the three women’s bodies one by one.

The three female slaves had delicate skin, plump and elastic bodies, full and firm breasts and asses, and well-proportioned legs, all of them were stunningly beautiful. Especially Linda and Julia, the two of them who were born in the military had a particularly outstanding figure, there was not a bit of flab all over their bodies, although they didn’t wear any underwear, their plump breasts and buttocks didn’t sag at all. And the female doctor has another kind of oriental beauty flavor.

Fred and the others looked at Mosta’s greedy look with amusement.

Mosta was in a dilemma, he hesitated for half a day before he finally pointed at Linda and said, “Fred, I’ll take the pussy!”

Alex immediately whispered to Isaiah, “Isaiah, I didn’t realize that this guy’s eyesight is the same as yours?!”

Isaiah, on the other hand, seemed a bit regretful: “It’s a pity.”

Fred waved his hand : “Take this pussy to Captain Mostar’s battleship!”

Immediately two pirates came to pull Linda and pushed the naked redhead out the door.

“Linda…”

Seeing that Linda was about to be taken away, not knowing if they would ever see each other again, both Julia and Yoko, who had suffered so much torture and abuse together for so long, raised their heads and screamed.

Linda’s naked body shivered slightly at the sight of Mosta’s greedy look, and she knew that she was probably going to be abused even more brutally on this trip, but at this point she was completely free. She looked back at Julia and Yoko silently and was shoved out by the two pirates.

Captain Mosta seemed to have sunk to his knees, and after hastily saying goodbye to Fred and the others, he took his silent aide aboard his battleship.

Behind him, Fred muttered, “Captain Nick, you’ve taken the most solid flower away.

You have to be careful!”

Chapter 3: The Battle Curtain Opens

Chea’s ruling government is in disarray.

“Mr. Civilian Protector, there is a rebellion on Planet Rokkaim!!!”

“Mr. Conservator, the Bulmeyer fleet among the Mathermel pirates has defeated the guards of the planet Tolesti and taken over the planet!!!”

“Not good! Your Excellency the Bailiff, Fort Larsen has been subjected to a surprise attack by Jacobson’s fleet, and all officers and men have been killed in action!”

“┅┅”

One bad news after another, the bailiff John Nuttall collapsed in his chair and gasped like a drowning man. Nato collapsed in his chair like a drowning man gasping for air, his fat body shivering involuntarily.

He kept wiping the cold sweat flowing out of his head with his chubby palms, cursing the damned rebels fiercely in his heart.

Nato was originally an internal affairs officer in the solar system’s government, and was transferred out of his original position because of his greed for money. He bribed his way to Bristol as a civil protection officer, thinking that this place far away from the solar system would make him rich, but since his arrival here Nato began to regret, this distant galaxy is so uneasy, almost every day there are things that make his headache.

Nato Bailiff in Bristol in the past few years has amassed a lot of private wealth, but this kind of fear of the day so that he can no longer endure. He had thought that after a year he would leave and go back to the solar system to live a comfortable life, but at this time the most terrible thing finally appeared: the leader of the brontosaurus, Fred Sal. The leader of the Thunder Dragons, Fred Sal. The leader of the Thunder Dragons, Fred Sal Ostholm, escaped from his imprisonment and returned to Bristol to form the Mathermel Alliance with the Mathermel Pirates, and officially went to war with the government!

As soon as the Mathermel Alliance was formed, it was immediately like throwing kindling into a pot of oil, and the entire Bristol Galaxy was immediately thrown into a frenzy of rebellion! On almost every planet, countless rebels appeared overnight, either fighting directly against the defending armies or defecting to Mathermel to join Fred’s army.

The ruling government’s army originally had an absolute numerical superiority, but due to the fact that the army was dispersed on various planets, the result was that they had become the dish of the Mathermel Alliance fleet, which had concentrated its local superiority and attacked with a heavy hand.

The superiority in weapons of the army in the hands of the ruling government was also completely offset by the dim command of the officers and the prima donna of the Mathermel pirates, and after losing several important planets one after another, Nato ordered the remaining armies to shrink their battle lines and concentrate their main forces to hold fast in the central part of the Bristol system, centered on the planet of Petaluni, and to wait for the upcoming reinforcements in a defensive stance.

Nato’s plan was to use regular positional warfare to drag down the Mathermel Alliance militarily, but he didn’t realize that the Mathermel Alliance’s fleet, under the command of their warlike Pirate Governor, had overwhelmed the ruling government’s military even with frontal strong attacks. Seeing the fleet in his hands being eaten away little by little, Nato hated to be able to immediately disappear from this galaxy that troubled him, if he was not held accountable.

“Quick, get Hussein here quickly!” The bailiff hissed, yelling at an officer.

The only person Nato can rely on now is Hussein Kutris, whom he calls “Red Beard” behind his back. Kutris was the only one Nato could rely on now.

Lieutenant General Kutris was the commander of the Combined Fleet of the Bristol government, and Hussein, who had always pursued an iron bowl policy, was known among the Bristolians as “The Butcher”, a role feared by all. Like almost all military officers, Kutris also despised the Bailiffs and refused to allow Nato to intervene in the military. But because Nato is after all the head of the executive government, Kutris at least nominally have to accept his jurisdiction, so the disdainful Kutris usually try not to see Nato’s face, so as not to listen to this stupid guy to tell him what to do.

Nato was well aware of the disrespect that Kutris had shown himself, and behind his back he had often joined his own inner circle in mocking Lieutenant General Hussein for his looks, which really could not be considered handsome, especially with his bushy red beard.

But since the Mathermel Alliance uprising, Nato finally realized the value of Kutris and treated him with immediate respect, pleading with Hussein to solve every crisis that arose.

Lieutenant General Kutris was the only general within the ruling government’s army who could compete with the governors of the Mathermel Alliance, and if it weren’t for his command, Fred might have stepped onto Chea’s soil by now. But Koutris alone could barely hold his own.

Soon after, the office of the public defender was rudely pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing the uniform of a lieutenant general of the National Defense Forces walked in with great strides. His medium-sized, muscular body and scary looks matched the nickname “The Butcher”, and his face was covered with a thick beard of a rare red color, matched with two fierce bull’s eyes, which made him unforgettable at first sight.

As if he didn’t see the bailiff behind the table who was constantly wiping away sweat, Kutris made a big show of yanking over a chair and sitting across from Nato.

“Bao Min Guan! You don’t need to say anything, I’ve known the situation for a long time! The responsibility for the loss of Fortress Larsen lies entirely with your lack of logistical support! How dare the photon cannons not have enough lanthanum crystals to resupply them when the fortress was attacked in a surprise attack?!”

Nato cursed this rude red bearded man in his heart: ”Even if I don’t know anything about the military, you can’t fool me like this? It’s obviously your appointed fortress commander who was incompetent, and only realized it when Jacobson hit his doorstep, and didn’t even last long enough for reinforcements to arrive! And yet you put the entire blame on me?!”

But now he had to force down his anger and said with a smile on his face: ”Lieutenant General Hussein, this is my negligence!

But we didn’t expect that Jacobson to be so bold? Surprisingly, a lone army attacked Larsen Fortress directly.”

Nato emphasized “we”, and Koutris eased his tone as he thought that he had also underestimated his opponent’s flexible tactics, not realizing that the generals of the Mathermel Alliance were so powerful.

“Bao Min Guan, the most important thing for us to do now is to make sure we keep Petaluni Fortress, there can’t be any more failures! Otherwise you and I will both be left in the lurch!”

Nato nervously wiped his sweat and nodded uncontrollably.

Fort Petaluni is the gateway to Chea and the most important fortress in the Bristol system, serving as a vital link on the galaxy’s route to the outside world. The main force of the current Regime fleet has been deployed on the planet Petaluni as the center of its defense.

Koutris looked at the nervous Bao Ming officer and thought that it was useless to discuss any military issues with this guy, he had to hurry back to the command to discuss the next plan with his staff.

He stood up, “Bao Min Officer, I have important military business to attend to, so I’ll take my leave!” With that, he walked out without looking back.

Since the formation of the Mathermel Alliance and its uprising, the remote planet of Mathermel has immediately become the new center of the Bristol system. Every day, Bristolians defected to Fred’s banner, and the former pirate base here was filled with Mathermel League warships painted in blue and red flames.

The base here is buzzing again today with the return of Governor Jacobson’s fleet from the victorious surprise attack on Fortress Larsen.

The radiant Jeffrey Jacobson and his assistant. Jacobson and his aide, Brien Adumirai, a descendant of the Conseil royal family, emerged from the Governor’s massive red flagship, the Raging Cloud, to the cheers of the Alliance soldiers. Adumere emerged from the Governor’s massive red flagship, the Raging Cloud, amidst cheers from allied soldiers.

Jeff had just gotten out of the battleship when he saw Louis V. Kennedy, who was wearing eyeglasses. Van Gelder. Gould approaching.

“Jeff, congratulations! Taking Fortress Larsen is the same as clearing the last obstacle on the outskirts of Mathermel, and Nato’s last line of defense has been completely exposed to us!” Jeff tried his best to hide the joy he couldn’t restrain and pulled Brien behind him. “Louis, Brien is good! I didn’t realize there was such a brave young man among the royal family!”

The young Duke of Adumire still had a faint look of concern on his face, and Brien, who had just begun his baptism of war as if he were still immersed in the bloodshed of the war, was a bit sheepish at Jeff’s compliments.

“Come on, Fred and the others are waiting for you!” Louis led the triumphant hero toward the high ground.

Fred, who had become the leader of the Mathermere League, looked quite different from his former wretched self when he had been hunted by the women of the Violet Group on Meadowview; burning ambition and the inspiration of victory made him appear to be glowing with spirit, and a compelling radiance glowed in his pale face.

Fred looked around the hall at these Mathermel Alliance governors, each with a face full of suppressed excitement.

Isaiah Boulmeier was still on Tolesti and had not returned. Bulmeyer was still on the planet Tolesti and had not returned, he was busy sorting through the bountiful spoils of war in this important logistics base of the Executive Government.

Alex Hoke, who had become the Alliance’s Minister of Intelligence, was also still in his office. Hawk is also still in his office, and has recently been busy training a number of excellent intelligence and staff officers for the newly formed Mathermel Alliance.

The Mathermel Alliance has currently formed its own fleet through various means, including the seizure of warships from the ruling government’s army. Although the size of the fleet is not large enough to be compared to the combined fleet of the ruling government, the speed of expansion and the combat power of the fleet can already satisfy the insurgents.

Jeff finally gets another chance to show off his military talents in a real war, commanding the fleet that is the main military force of the Mathermel Alliance. Like Geoff, Alfonso Venzo and his playboy friend, the Duke of Masonry, have been working together for a long time. Like Jeff, Alfonso Venzo and his best friend Isaiah, nicknamed “The Playboy”, have also become real fleet commanders.

Over there, smoking his pipe, Nick B. Captain Mostar, too, now felt that the members of the Thunder Dragon were a group of guys that could be trusted, and that they didn’t treat themselves as outsiders just because they had asked for free rein of the fleet. On the contrary, whenever Fred and the others were still dividing up the loot according to the tradition of the Mathermel pirates, they always took extra care of Captain Nick, even though he didn’t have to participate in almost every battle like Jeff, Alfonso or Isaiah.

Fred himself also very much wanted to personally go to the battlefield to command the fleet to fight, but Louis and Jeff and others thought that the current military strength of the Mathermel Alliance was not strong enough, and the flexible tactics mainly based on sneak attacks were extremely risky, and it was inappropriate for Fred to personally go into battle.

This “bullfighting” tactic of concentrating local superiority of troops and breaking the enemy army in each case was very effective in the early stage, supplemented by small-scale fleet constantly attacking the enemy’s logistic supply line, and the successive uprisings on various planets, which made the executive government very anxious and anxious. At first, the government’s combined fleet wanted to use its main force to fight with the main force of the allied fleet in Mathermel. However, firstly, the allied fleet continuously harassed the enemy’s rear fortresses and towns, and secondly, Fred did not care to give up Mathermere, which was actually a small place with no special value militarily, and resolutely refused to meet with the allied fleet. After two futile trips, the fleet under the command of Kutris finally decided to fight a prolonged battle and wait for reinforcements.

Fighting a prolonged war is an acceptable decision for both sides, Fred also knows that the allied side also does not yet have the strength to attack, and also need time to enrich the strength to wait for the time of the decisive battle. So in recent times the situation in Bristol has been slightly calmer, not as chaotic as in the early days of the uprising, just don’t know who’s plan this calm situation will develop according to.

It was in the midst of everyone’s relief that Alex walked in fitfully. He walked over to Fred and whispered something in his ear, and a sudden flash of worry crossed Fred’s face.

“Be quiet! I have important information!!!”

At Alex’s words, Jeff and Alfonso, who were exchanging pleasantries, turned their heads hurriedly, and Captain Mostar extinguished his pipe.

“I’ve just received information that the defense fleet led by Rear Admiral Joseph Sura has entered Bristol. The Defense Force fleet led by Rear Admiral Joseph Sura has entered Bristol and is on its way to join Kutris’ combined fleet at Petaluni Fortress!”

The atmosphere in the hall was immediately tense.

After a while, Alfonso suddenly said, “Fred, let me lead the fleet to attack the enemy reinforcements! The Defense Force fleet has just arrived and is still unfamiliar with the situation in Bristol, go and take him by surprise!”

Before Fred could speak, Alex immediately spoke up, “Alfonso, you’re somewhat underestimating Major General Sura! The Defense Force did not send him here lightly, there are not many generals in the Defense Force who can be compared to Sura!”

Of these men it was clear that Alex had the most to say about his opponents, he had after all been the best intelligence officer in the Defense Force Intelligence.

Alfonso muttered somewhat indignantly.

“So, we’re just going to watch the reinforcements join up with the Deceased Government’s fleet?” Captain Mostar said gruffly.

“At the moment that’s all we can do!” Alex’s words trailed off as Jeff stood up.

“Alex, what’s the status of the Sura fleet?”

Alex’s expression was serious: “The number of battleships in the Sura fleet is not as high as the United Fleet, around two thousand. But half of them are ‘Mantouro’ class battleships equipped with the most advanced high-speed super ray guns!”

Alfonso cursed in a whisper, “Damn mosquitoes!”

Mantua” class battleships are the most advanced battleships in the defense force, although it is not as big as the “San Marco” class battleships and firepower, but it is fast and agile steering, commonly known as “mosquito”, in actual combat is the most formidable opponent. Although it was not as big and powerful as the “San Marco” class, it was fast and agile, and was popularly known as the “Mosquito”.

“Together with the combined fleet’s three thousand warships, our opponent’s strength is more than three times ours!” Fred interjected.

“Good! We must be prepared for a grueling battle!”

“So, are we continuing to prepare for a strong attack on Petaluni Fortress?” Alfonso pressed on, still undeterred.

“It is no longer possible to continue the offensive. It must be recognized that the initiative is now in the hands of the enemy. But the favorable thing is that the enemy will definitely take the initiative! At that time we will have a chance!”

As soon as Jeff finished speaking, Alex continued, “Yes, sending a steady stream of troops from the solar system is impossible. Nato can only fight us with the cards he is holding now! His cards will get fewer and fewer, we just need to avoid a premature showdown and we’ll definitely wait for our chance!”

“Alfonso! Your fleet should keep in contact with Issea’s fleet at all times, and be sure to watch out for the enemy retaking the Larsen Fortress! Alex, you inform Issea to rush to Larsen as soon as you’ve cleared supplies from Planet Tolesti!”

“Jeff, you and Captain Mosta’s fleet will rest for the time being, and plans to attack Petaluni will be suspended for the time being.

We have to wait for Nato to play his cards first?!”

With a strange smile on his face, Fred looked at Louis, who had been silent, and said, “Louis, it’s your turn next!”

Captain Mostar returned to the base where his fleet was stationed and was immediately greeted by Sebastian K. Hesley. Hursley immediately greeted him.

“Captain, the Quartermaster has just informed us to receive twenty newly repaired warships! Should we pick up the fuel we need for the expedition along with it?”

“Sebastian, let’s stop for now! The plan to attack Petaluni is off the table for now!”

“Why?”

“The enemy reinforcements have arrived. Sebastian, go arrange for the officers to stand by, and the warriors can rest for a while!”

Captain Mosta watched his cold aide turn tail and walk away, muttering to himself, “I should get some rest too.”

He boarded his flagship and changed out of his straight uniform towards the rear barn of the battleship.

Captain Mostar came to the door of one of the innermost bays of the rear barn and muttered to himself, “I wonder what happened to the redheaded bitch?”

He pushed open the door and stepped inside. The inside of the ship’s barn looked like a torture chamber, with all sorts of weird torture devices hanging on the walls all around. In the corner of the inner wall, a naked woman lay curled up on her side on the floor.

Seeing Captain Mosta walk in, the woman gave a soft shriek of surprise and squirmed as her rope-bound body shrank toward the corner.

This woman was none other than Linda, the female warrior of the Violet Team that Fred had given to Mosta as a gift. Her body was curled up into a ball, her well-proportioned and slender legs were clasped together and tightly pressed against her body, a long wooden stick was inserted from behind Linda’s knees, Linda’s thighs were separated and tightly bound to the wooden stick with ropes; her arms were stretched out from the outside of the legs, the small arms were bound to the wooden stick together with the thighs, and the wrists of the outstretched hands and the ankles of the two feet were bound together with ropes respectively. Linda’s entire body was bound like a meatball, her limbs unable to move, curled up in a ball and lying on her side on the cold ground.

Linda’s beautiful red hair was disheveled, and when she saw Mosta walk in, her big eyes immediately filled with fear and anger, and she squirmed in alarm.

Mosta approached Linda with a sardonic grin, grabbed her by the hair and dragged Linda to the center of the floor.

He bent down to survey the panicked and saddened warrior woman, Linda’s face was tear-stained, there were some teeth marks on her bare breasts and thighs, her round ass was bruised and battered, and traces of freshly dried cum could still be seen around her asshole and pussy.

“Fuck, did some guy sneak up on you again?”

Linda was now not only a tool for Mostar’s personal lust, but often Mostar’s men came behind his back to abuse the captive warrior woman.

Linda wanted to cry without tears, but only twisted her head aside and secretly sobbed. In her heart, she hated these cruel guys, they not only roughly raped herself, but also madly used all kinds of shameless means to destroy and humiliate herself.

But the warrior woman who had become the slave of the enemy was only at the mercy of the enemy, and was powerless to resist.

“Little bitch, there’s no use crying! I need to relax with your bitchy flesh right now, so serve me well!”

Captain Mosta turned around and brought a wet towel, looking at Linda’s lower body that was ruined by his own men, muttered: “These guys, don’t know to clean you up even after playing with you?!” While saying this, he took the towel and wiped Linda’s ass and lower body.

With tears in her eyes, Linda allowed Captain Mosta to rub her doubly abused body with a towel.

After rubbing it in, Captain Mostar picked up the wooden stick tied between Linda’s legs and arms and lifted her upside down.

He carried Linda to the two cables on one side of the room and hung the ends of the sticks from the iron hooks underneath the cables.

Linda felt a wave of nausea as she was hung upside down, head over heels. She twisted her bound body as hard as she could and begged Mosta, “Put me down, put me down! I’m, I’m so uncomfortable like this!”

Captain Mosta looked at the sad appearance of the beautiful woman hanging upside down, her arms and legs scratching and moving, her snow-white, round ass constantly wiggling, and the two fascinating meat holes in front and behind completely exposed. He felt as if something had changed in his body.

He unzipped his own pants and pulled out his still limp dick and brought it up to Linda’s face.

“Come on, little bitch, blow me up!”

Linda knew that this Captain Mosta must have been a raunchy young man, and by the time he was old that thing was pretty much out of commission. But because of that, Linda had to be humiliated even more each time. Mosta had to force Linda to use her mouth or hands to make her dick hard before raping Linda every time; he also often used all sorts of perverted means to torture the captured woman in order to make himself excited, in order to stimulate himself.

Linda knew that if she didn’t do it, the old man would use horrible tactics to brutalize and force himself on her. All she could do now was to hold back her grief and humiliation, and reluctantly open her little mouth and take Captain Mostar’s soft mass into her mouth and slurp it up.

Captain Mosta grinned sardonically as he watched the upside down dangling Linda struggling to contain his dick, and reached out to make love to the flesh between Linda’s legs.

Linda was hanging upside down and her hands and feet were bound, and her body was going to sway with every movement Mosta made, especially with her two full breasts hanging upside down and jiggling seductively in front of Captain Mosta.

Linda’s entire body was cold because she was locked up naked in the ship’s barn, and only the slit of flesh that Captain Mostar was touching with his hand was warm and moist. He looked at Linda’s plump and wonderful flesh bound into a ball in front of him and felt a rush in his heart, he really wanted to penetrate this slave girl’s tantalizing body at once, but it was a pity that his dick was not up to the task. Much to his chagrin, he ran his hand around Linda’s tender flesh, gently peeling back the somewhat red and swollen labia, revealing the pink, constantly opening and closing walls of flesh within.

Linda, who was holding Captain Mostar’s uncontrollable dick, felt a tickle and pain as Captain Mostar had slipped his rough fingers into her flesh and kept turning them. Linda felt so much pain and humiliation that a slurred whimper escaped her lips, and the saliva that flowed out down her slightly open mouth almost ran into her eyes.

Mosta continued to twirl her fingers, feeling the gradual wetness in Linda’s own played with flesh.

Linda’s legs were bound and secured with wooden sticks, and she moaned continuously as she tried to raise her hips as high as she could to minimize the pain of the sticks strangling her legs.

Captain Mosta continued to coitus Linda’s pussy with one hand, freeing the other to grab Linda’s soft breasts hanging down over her chest and rub them vigorously. He began to feel his dick gradually harden under the slurping and sucking of Linda’s little mouth.

The old Captain also began to pant heavily as he finally felt he was ready to come and fuck the beautiful female captive. He pulled his stiffened rod out of Linda’s mouth, stepped behind Linda, lifted the upside down hanging woman’s body in his big strong hands, aimed it at the slightly open and fascinating pussy, and thrust it in hard!

Linda let out a soft yelp as she felt Captain Mostar’s fiery rod impale itself at once. That she was now so miserable that she had to harden her enemy’s dick herself and then have it roughly thrust into her, Linda felt a great sense of humiliation and closed her eyes in agony, allowing Captain Mosta to hold up her naked body and thrust into her flesh.

Captain Mosta felt the beautiful slave girl’s pussy was very warm and comfortable, but it was not as tight as before. He knew that this was the result of his subordinates often taking turns to rape Linda, but he still roughly squeezed Linda’s slender waist with his hands and cursed: “Stinking bitch! Tighter!”

Poor Linda’s legs were bound to the wooden stick and propped apart, how could she not possibly clench. What’s more, now that Linda had been tortured by her enemy to the point where she had no energy left, she could only secretly sob, moaning as she wiggled her plump, snow-white buttocks, numbly allowing Captain Mosta to vent on her body.

Captain Mostar held Linda’s body, thrusting for a while feeling his rod grow soft again.

Disappointed and indignant, he viciously pulled his already softened dick out of Linda’s pitiful flesh, looking at the woman in front of him who was still moaning in pain and cursing : “Stinking bitch! Let you tighten a little, you even disobeyed? See how I clean up your bitch!”

Linda was already in great pain from being hung upside down, and when she heard that Captain Mostar was going to torture herself, she couldn’t help but cry out, “No, you can’t blame me! Ah, please, let me down! It’s not my fault!”

“Bitch! Don’t you blame me? How dare you!”

Growing more and more indignant, Captain Mostar, regardless of Linda’s bitter pleas, brought a thick candle from the side and lit it, then walked over to Linda.

Looking at the constantly crying and struggling Linda, he became more and more excited. Mosta held the struggling Linda tightly with one hand, and with the other hand, he inserted the large lit candle into the delicate flesh of Linda, who had just been raped by himself!

“Ah! Ahh! No, come on, take it out!”

Linda felt a slippery, hard candle plunge deep into her cunt and immediately a hot drop of wax oil landed on the delicate skin at the base of her thigh! She shrieked and struggled, but the more she shook her body, the faster the hot wax oil dripped, and constantly a hot sensation came from around Linda’s candle-plugged pussy.

Seeing the poor slave girl in pain, Mosta felt very pleased with himself. He brought another candle, lit it and then roughly peeled open Linda’s anus with his hand and thrust it in hard! Both Linda’s front and back meat holes were inserted into the candle, and the hot wax oil kept dripping down on her snow-white plump body. She was so uncomfortable and humiliated that she didn’t dare to struggle hard yet, she just kept screaming and begging loudly.

Captain Mostar laughed in triumph as he watched poor Linda hanging upside down with burning candles in her pussies, front and back.

“Bitch! Won’t let me fuck you? Then let the big candle fuck you! Ha ha ha!”

He was about to proceed with torturing Linda when suddenly a clear girl’s voice rang out from the door of the ship’s barn.

“Daddy, is that you? Papa, don’t torture this poor woman any longer! Her screams are heard throughout the battleship! Stop it!”

Captain Mostar heard immediately that it was his own daughter, Miana, at the door.

“Miana, just go away! You leave this bitch alone!”

Linda felt even more humiliated when she heard Miana’s words outside the door, knowing that her screams had been heard even by a girl, and shuddered and whimpered.

“Papa…”

Outside the door to the ship’s barn stood a petite blonde girl with pure blonde hair that was almost white, and as she listened to Linda’s cries of abuse from the door, Miana’s clear face reddened slightly.

She was about to say something when she suddenly felt a strong arm gently tap on her shoulder.

Miana turned around to see that it was her father’s assistant, Sebastian B. Hursley.

“Miana, leave the captain alone and go!”

Sebastian had an awkward expression on his face as well, he liked the petite, quiet girl, but now the occasion made himself feel uncomfortable as well.

Captain Mostar, who was in the door, had already gagged the poor warrior woman with the towel he had just used to wipe Linda’s body, and all Linda could do was to make “whimpering” noises, look at him pleadingly, and shiver unceasingly.

“Miana, you and Sebastian go first, I’ll be leaving soon!”

Captain Mostar also heard his assistant at the door and perfunctorily addressed his daughter first.

Miana blushed, glanced at Sebastian, and silently bowed her head as she left.

The only people left in the barn again were a miserable Linda and a both satisfied and disappointed Captain Mostar.

“Louie, is that smuggler friend of yours back yet?”

“Fred, are you starting to think about working with smugglers too?”

Fred, who was on the balcony looking at the vast night sky, walked back inside.

“Haha, don’t smugglers and I, a fugitive, go well together? Now we have to use every power available to us! Louis, do you think that if we promise to give Mashima Shigemune asylum, he’ll promise to cooperate with us?”

Not waiting for Louis Vuitton. Louis Vaughn Gould replied. Gould replied, Fred continued, “I mean, can this guy be trusted?”

“Fred, Mashima Shigemune is a very mysterious guy, and I’ve only gotten to know him. You know, people like him don’t trust anyone easily, but he seems to me not to be as cunning as he is rumored to be, just very introverted. Fred, my gut feeling is that Mashima Shigezon is at least someone to deal with.”

Fred was silent for a moment, then asked, “When are we going to see him?”

“Don’t worry, Fred. It seems that Mashima Shigemune hasn’t returned yet, and I’ve informed my liaison in Hartlepool Ear to let me know as soon as he returns!”

The two were talking when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

“Fred, can I come in?”

Fred heard it was Jeff.

“Jeff, come on in!”

The door opens and Jeffrey Jacobson and his young assistant, Bryan B. Jacobson and his young assistant, Brienne Adumire. Adumire walked in.

As soon as the two men entered, Jeff hurriedly said, “Fred, Briar demanded to go to Fortress Larsen!”

“Lord Fred, I think Fortress Larsen is important to us! I reckon that there is a possibility that the enemy’s reinforcement Sura fleet will attack the Larsen Fortress on its way to the Petaluni planet, and I’m afraid that the Bulmeyer fleet may not arrive at Larsen before Sura because it’s still on the Tolesti planet. In case, the Larsen Fortress is recaptured by the enemy again, it will be unfavorable for us! So I request that I be sent to lead a group of marines to Larsen!”

Fred looked at the very courageous and beautiful young man in front of him with some surprise, Brien did think of the flaws in his plan: in case the enemy raided the fortress of Larsen, it would indeed be bad for the Mathermel Alliance.

“But is it possible to send Brien to the fortress? This young man is obviously eager to make a mark to gain everyone’s trust. But does he have the ability to hold the fortress? What if…” Fred turned his head to look at Louis.

Louis already knew what was going through Fred’s mind at this point. He was worried that in case the young Duke Adumire died in battle in Larsen, would anyone think that he was taking the opportunity to get rid of the last heir to the Conseil royal family?

Louis looked at Fred, knowing that Jeff needed to stay in Mathermere at this point to continue training the recruits.

“Fred, Bri is right! I, for one, think I’ll let Alfonso go!”

As soon as Louis had finished speaking, Brien said urgently, “Fred, believe me! I will defend the fort with all my might! Just give me some marines, there is little point in sending Alfonso to the fortress with the fleet, as an air battle would be detrimental to us now!”

Jeff and Fred looked at each other, Brien’s words made sense: the strength of Alfonso’s fleet was simply not comparable to that of Sura’s fleet, and an air battle was really unnecessary.

Fred hesitated for a moment and patted Brien’s shoulder: ”Okay, Brien! I’ll send you! Be careful, I’ll order Isiah to go as soon as possible for support!”

He then ordered Jeff: “Send 30,000 marines to Larsen with Brien! You’ll lead the fleet yourself!”

The young Duke of Adumire glowed with excitement, his hands nervously clasping each other.

“Fred, Jeff, I won’t let you down!”