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Herald of Illusion
Chapter on Encounters (above)
In the Land of Ancient Legends, a continent known as the Chiris of Illusion. In the southwest of the continent there were vast grasslands, and in the north there were lush forests. The large trees were as green as umbrellas, shielding tens of thousands of acres of square ground. Behind the forests were mountains that stretched for thousands of miles and hundreds of feet, with vines draped over them and many beautiful flowers growing in the mossy traces of the dark green rocks. The royal city of Idoria was perched on the highest peaks like a king, and behind it was a waterfall like a white dragon, plunging down from the peaks with a deafening sound, and at the bottom of the mountains, the water and air were like clouds and mist, moisturizing the forests and grasslands.
In the back garden of King Idoria’s city, there was a pair of small children of five or six years old playing around. The little girl’s long indigo blue hair gently fluttered with the breeze, and her red cheeks accompanied her bright laughter as she danced among the flowers. Behind the girl chasing the little boy, a short head of blonde hair, samurai attire, so that he is more heroic, although the age is still young, but from his body can already feel a momentum, a king’s aura.
“It’s exhausting, no more games!” The girl gasped.
“Well, you sit down and I’ll go pick some coconuts to eat.” When the boy finished speaking, he climbed up a large tree nearby that was about two feet tall.
“Aron, be careful! Aron! Aron! It’s dangerous!” The girl said worriedly.
Aron grabbed the branch and turned back to comfort, “Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.”
The girl kept looking at Aron worriedly until she saw him throwing down the coconut. So she happily lifted up her pink dress and caught the coconut he threw down.
Two small bites sat down in the shade of a tree and took out his accompanying short sword to cut and fiddle with the coconuts.
The girl saw the Feather’s Sign on the hilt and said, “This short sword is so beautiful!”
Aron replied, “Yes, I found it in my father’s room.”
Aron shared half of the coconuts with the girl, inserted the juggling short sword back into its scabbard, and continued, “Ransti, why don’t you become my slave girl in the future!”
Lancelot frowned, “No way! I don’t want to be your slave! I want to be a princess!”
Aron said, “But, my father said that he would turn important people, into his slaves!”
Lancelot frowned and replied: “I don’t want to, I must be a princess!” Ignoring him, she focused on eating the coconut in her hand.
They don’t realize that a great change is now taking place in the palace. The head of the guards, Landis, Ransty’s father, is leading a rebellion against the palace guards to kill the king and make himself master.
At that moment, two guards came and drew their long swords, saying, “Prince, your time to die has come!”
Prince Aron was confused and asked, “Oh? Can’t you pick these fruits and eat them?”
Ransty blocked them and said anxiously, “No, this has nothing to do with Aron, I asked him to climb up and pick it for me!”
Only because of the king’s control of the prince on weekdays is very strict, Aron thought he had made some mistake, and did not think, do not know that these two guards, is by the order of the chief of the guards Randis to cut off the roots.
Ransti then stepped back in fear and said shakily “Aron, he… they look very angry, you’d better go quickly!”
Aron said: “Ask me to leave? We just picked some fruits, do we have to be beheaded for that?”
Ransty called out, “Never mind, hurry up!”
At this time, the guards, lifting their long swords, slashed at Aron, shouting, “Take your life.”
When Ah Lon was in a state of jaw-dropping panic, he was unable to dodge, “A…” screamed out, and blood flowed down the left side of his hand, which had been cut by the blade of the sword, along the palm of his hand.
Lansdowne ran forward to block the guards and screamed, “Aron! Get out of here!”
Aron looked at Lansdowne, turned and ran. And the guards pushed back Ransti and went after him.
Lansdowne climbed to her feet and yelled, “Come on, hurry up! Aron!”
In its time, Aron had already run to the edge of the mountain’s end, watching the guard’s imminent approach, and with the guard’s swing of his sword, “YAH!!!” Aron lost his footing and fell into the waterfall without a trace.
“Yikes! Hoo… hoo…” Ransti suddenly sat up.
“Princess Lansdowne, what’s wrong with you, Princess? It’s okay! Is it uncomfortable?” The maid asked a little uneasily when she saw that the princess kept gasping for air after getting up.
Lancelot replied, “I’m fine, I just had a bad dream! I need to change, you go out first!”
The maid replied, “Princess, please let me serve you!”
Lansdowne chided, “Get out and leave me alone!”
The maid bowed and retired.
Ransty opened the curtains, looked at the morning sunlight and thought, “Alaung, it’s been twelve years… I’m seventeen years old, and I’m sure you’re still alive, but where are you now? Do you know, Takashi? I am now a princess! But if I had known that it would turn out like this, I would have preferred not to be a princess.”
Lancelot recalled the events of that year, “Lancelot, why don’t you be my slave girl in the future.” She thought sadly, “Yes, if you still want me, I’ll promise you, Aron!”
Twelve years ago, when Aron was forced to fall to the end of the mountain, Lancelot returned to the royal city to ask her father what had happened. Instead, she found her father and his guards engaged in a duel with the king.
“I am not to lose my country!” The king said in a fierce voice. “Ai…” As the screams rang out, another rebel died under the king’s extraordinary swordplay. Randis laughed grimly, “Goodness, do you realize that your only son, Ryu, has been killed by me? Your only son, Ryu, has been sent to the Yellow Springs by my guards!” The king’s mind was shaken, and the guards took advantage of the opportunity to swarm forward. Although the king’s martial arts were strong, his power was greatly weakened by the shock of his mind, and under the frantic attacks of the countless guards, he eventually succumbed to his strength and collapsed to the ground.
Landis laughed maniacally: ”Your Majesty, I am now the new monarch of the country of Idoria! Haha! Ha ha ha! Now you should go find your son and die!” After saying this, he stabbed the king in the back with his long sword.
Rusty sighed: “The day after tomorrow, Prince Brian of Iguru will come for a blind date, but I…” She took off her nightgown with a flourish, her naked and glistening body was exposed under the sunlight, her marquee-shaped breasts were soaring high into the clouds, and her slim waist and a pair of rounded and slender legs were enough to make all men The company’s name is Marco Polo, and the company’s name is Marco Polo.
In the dining room of the royal city, King Landis and the princess were having breakfast together, and the king asked, “It’s already six o’clock, and Lan’er hasn’t gotten up yet?”
The maid replied, “No, the princess is changing her clothes.”
The king said, “Well, then tell her to go to the royal clothing room, pick out beautiful clothes, and dress up properly, and if she can be with Prince Bryan, then the relationship between my country and the country of Iguru will be even closer.”
The princess complained, “Selling your daughter’s happiness to maintain your position is too much, isn’t it?”
The king said in a deep voice: “Humph! How am I betraying my daughter’s happiness? In any case, Brian is the prince of the most powerful country in the world, so she won’t be wronged if she marries him.”
The princess shook her head and protested, “You’re simply doing it for yourself!”
The king threatened, “Don’t you ever talk to me again. If you keep meddling, I’ll sell you too.” Then he commanded, “Go and call Lancelot to me!”
The princess murmured in a low voice: “Alas! I can’t imagine that he won’t even trust his own daughter!”
Lancelot changed into a man’s suit, dressed as a young swordsman, and snuck out of the royal city.
The city of Idoria, under the rule of the former King Shan Elsd, became one of the famous free trade cities in the continent of Stanley, and in this century, when the slave trade was prevalent, the city of Idoria was known as the “Sex Capital of Stanley”, where merchants concentrated their trade. However, after the mutiny, the current king, Randis, has banned trade between Idoria and the nomads for fear that Anda, the king of the nomadic tribes, who was a friend of the former king, would avenge his death, and the prosperity of Idoria is no longer what it used to be. Nevertheless, Idoria City is still very attractive to merchants, and the monthly slave girl auction held here is one of the reasons why.
Lancelot wandered aimlessly through the marketplace with curiosity. Ever since her father had become king, she had been forbidden to leave the city in case she was threatened with kidnapping. So Lancelot, who hadn’t seen a bustling marketplace in over a decade, was very curious about the variety of things and vendors in the noisy streets.
Ransty thought to herself “After my blind date the day after tomorrow, I’m going back to the Iguru Kingdom with Prince Bryan, so no matter what, will it be fun to have fun for these two days first! Otherwise it will be very difficult to come out and roam after being the crown princess.”
Lansdowne turned into a cross street and walked into a rather well known tuck store.
“This guest, it’s hot during the day, the store’s iced tea desserts are refreshing and thirst quenching, how about a guest?” A waitress beckoned to Ransti.
Ransty nodded, “Uh… yes, I’ll take one!”
The two men at the table were talking about the training of female slaves, lustfully “eyeing” the slaves in their waitress uniforms and commenting on them.
“The business here is so good, most of it is due to these beautiful and flavorful slave girls!” The darker-skinned man said.
“Yeah! These slave girls seem to be worth a lot of gold coins, I also want to buy one to go back to enjoy, look at how white and soft their skin is.” As he said that, the other man with eight whiskers grabbed a handful of the slightly curved arms of a passing slave girl and sighed: “It’s so elastic.”
The slave girl “Ah!” Yelped, throwing a wink at the man.
“Ha… ha… ha, that’s really flirty and flavorful. Yes, is today the day of the annual auction of ‘Dai Chai Beauties’?” The eight-legged beard asked.
“Yes! They only hold auctions once a year, in the spring, and the quality of the girls is the best among their peers. Besides, they offer fresh, unseasoned slaves, and if you get one, you can get a free training course in the “Seven Wonders of Chun” if the buyer so desires… Hehehe… You have to go and see it even if you don’t have money to buy it! Ah!” The dark-skinned man said in a lustful manner.
Ransty asked curiously, “Please… may I ask… what are the ‘Seven Perfections of Chun ’?”
The eight-legged bearded man said in surprise: “You… young man, what is your name? Have you never tried to buy a slave girl?”
Ransti lied with a slight sense of embarrassment “My name is Tis, I have never bought a slave girl… but my father said that he would give me a maid for my seventeenth birthday this year.”
In the continent of illusion, men have female slaves at home like having a wife as usual, often female slaves instead of the position of the wife, female slaves like wives or marry them as wives are also quite a lot. In Idoria, when a man reaches the age of fifteen, he can have his own slave girl. Therefore, it is very strange that “Tis” is seventeen years old, but he has no slave girl.
The eight-legged beard nodded his head and said, “Ah! I see, no wonder you haven’t heard of the ‘Spring Seven Perfections’.”
The dark-skinned continued to explain: “‘Spring seven best’ refers to the body of a beautiful woman, seven places, methods and techniques that can be used by men to release their desire. They are ‘oral sex’, ‘throat sex’, ‘breast sex’, ‘hand sex’, ‘leg sex’, ‘anal sex’ and ‘sexual intercourse’.” A senior slave girl will really make us die!”
Rumsfeld coyly said, “Ah! …” and blushing, she looked down and thought, “What? Doing such things! If I were to become Lung’s slave girl… wouldn’t that be…” As she thought about it, her heart warmed up and she felt a little wetness at the base of her thighs. Then, with a pang of sadness, I remembered that Ah Lung was still missing.
Lansdowne was kicking herself a little, feeling like she was rambling here without even knowing Aron was there.
The market street, in the afternoon, began to grow more and more lively, and Ransti turned into a cross street, and in a short while, came to a large square, where at least a thousand people were gathered, in a rowdy atmosphere, most of them waiting for the auction to begin before dusk.
A palace-like huge tent appeared in the back of the big square, it is the “Dai Cai Beauty” auction camp, more than a dozen horses in front of the camp to carry goods, adding to the grandeur of the auction.
When the time came, ten beautiful women came out from the high platform in front of the tent, in order to increase the mystery, they were all wrapped in black robes. A fat man shouted out the “origin” of these female slaves. Every time he finished speaking, he took off her black robe. The mood of the men and women under the stage began to be high, and from time to time they screamed and laughed lustfully, as if they were crazy, and some of them even desperately squeezed to the place nearer to the high stage, in order to have a clearer view. On the stage stood ten young beauties with minimal clothes, with only two thin veils draped over their breasts and lower parts, their flesh was hidden and very tempting.
The auction for the first maiden begins.
The fat man on the stage shouted at the top of his voice: “Ten gold coins, is there anyone who can offer a higher price?”
Responses have been ringing out.
A skinny man with a lewd face was describing the slave girl’s alluring “merits” in a lewd and obscene manner. On the other hand, the slave girl was making all kinds of charming and sexy gestures, attracting everyone’s attention and pulling everyone’s emotions.
The first beauty is already owned.
The lewd and skinny man called out: “Come on, the next beauty from Orheig’s beauty, grass lei, guaranteed to make you salivate, she is only eighteen years old, or fresh goods, do not blink ah!”
Finished pulling down a piece of tulle on the girl’s upper body, a pair of budding breasts to be blossomed in front of the eyes, that slightly upward cherry, like waiting for people’s love and affection as gently trembling. Silky white skin, the arc of the buttock groove and thighs, smooth and firm belly and slightly covered by the veil under the pubic mound, hidden, the intimidating pink ditch hidden in the rich and tender between the two shares. The audience under the stage was shouting frantically, and the coarse language and obscene language fully expressed the public’s high desire.
The lewd, skinny man continued to shout: “In the daytime, you can ask her to do any housework, hey, at night, she is much more powerful than you in a minute!” Then he laughed: “Of course, in the daytime you want her to do anything with you, she will not refuse, or should I say can not refuse it!”
Bursts of laughter, hoots and screams were heard. The value of this beauty kept rising.
A rough man in his twenties called out, “I’ll offer three hundred gold coins!”
Under the crowd’s clamor, the lewd man shouted: “Deal! Now the grass bud is yours, please go to the backstage to handle the transaction procedures.”
Lancelot was in the atmosphere of feeling leaking, heart shaking, pussy like an unknown nectar flowed out, so that her lower body is very itchy, she subconsciously moved her arm, the jade finger carefully close to the peach source of the pussy, has touched that piece of zeji as well as her virgin pussy door of the hot baked warm moistened red lips, unconsciously forefinger gently clasped the doorway of the pink virgin pussy door, gently rubbing the lovely labia major and minor labia, pleasure, especially electric shock flowed through the whole body. Especially like an electric shock flowed through the body, desire to blaze, love liquid gurgling out, from the beautiful thighs dripping down to the earth.
Deal sledgehammer “ding” knocked down, awakened the lost mind, consciousness gradually return, shame together, think of themselves in so many people’s place “public performance”, can not help but pink face red, fortunately, the crowd were attracted by the stage of the “scenery”, and no one found “he” lost his temper. Fortunately, all the people were attracted by the “scenery” on the stage, and no one found “he” out of shape.
Driven by curiosity, Rusty followed the rugged man backstage. She had already changed into the most popular slave girl’s outfit: a short, unbuttoned tank top with a short, cheongsam-like split for her master’s pleasure.
The gruff man took Kusare to an unoccupied corner of the huge tent, seemingly impatient to use her well enough to cool off.
Only the rough man said, “My name is Gwen Folger, remember!”
Kusare said, “Yes, Master Folger.”
Gwen patted her shoulder and looked at her and said, “Let’s start playing with the bulging breasts first, I’ll make you very comfortable.”
Kusare shyly said, “I… I know, thank you, Master.”
Gwen nodded her head and said, “So understanding, I didn’t pay for nothing.”
Gwen’s hands launched into a rubbing of her breasts immediately afterward, and the tiny, unclothed tank top fell gently to the floor.
The young girl’s breathing was a bit rapid, and her pretty face gradually rose to a reddish hue, causing her already very beautiful face to add a few more points of delicacy. Under the excessive stimulation, “ah” the girl could not help but let out a lustful cry, unconsciously grabbed his arm. The touch of the young girl’s soft breasts continued to be transmitted to his powerful arms. After a while of caressing the nipples, the tips of the young girl’s breasts hardened. His right hand, which had been concentrating on her breasts, began to move downward, moving up her thighs and between her thighs, moving his right hand downward to the pubic hairy grass, feeling its softness, and then…
Gwen gently bit Kusare’s nipple that was in a hard, fixed shape, and the young girl’s body immediately reacted. The body couldn’t help but float up like a shrimp with its entire arch.
Gwen gently asked: “How is it, comfortable? It’s so wet! You see, all wet like this!” The man just put two fingers in, back and forth movement.
Kusare moaned, “Yes… um… comfortable… ah! No… don’t… say…”
Gwen said narrowly: “How comfortable?”
Chok Lei blushed and bit her lips, saying, “I… I’m so marinated there, and… and… and I’m drooling a lot… ah!” The young girl cried out again, unable to stand the stimulation of the man’s fingers.
Ge Wen came close to her ear and asked: “Do you know the ‘Spring Seven Jedi’?”
Kusare shyly said, “I will… wait for my slave to serve my master.” The young girl slowly knelt down on the man’s crotch, gently clamped her own plump breasts around her master’s rod, gave a light kiss to the protruding section of the glans, and then met the glans with the tip of her tongue, which automatically wrapped itself around the shaft as if to ascertain with her tongue the shape of the object.
Gwen grunted, “Umm… that’s really good…” as his cock swelled up to the point of exploding.
Kusare worked even harder to serve the man’s rod at her master’s praise. She worked hard with her tongue, licking every inch of the rod, which was crystallized by the goodness of her saliva. The young girl gently rubbed her testicles with her hands, then used her tongue to gently lick off the clear liquid that spilled from the horse’s mouth.
Kusare swallowed the rod deeply into her small mouth, her tongue rubbing the glans hard and slowly moving in and out, sometimes sucking hard making her cheeks sink. The pleasure gathering on the rod was getting bigger and bigger. The fingers of the young girl’s hair that the man lived to grip also exerted strength. On the flesh of her buttocks, ripples of pleasure shook fiercely.
Gwen gritted her teeth and said, “Hmph, already… already, I can’t!” The man’s meat stick in the young girl’s mouth pushed the limits of his patience!
Before finally feeling the need to cum, Gwen swung her waist hard and drove the rod deep into the girl’s throat, gripping the girl’s head even more fiercely. The sound of cumming in the girl’s mouth was “plop, plop, plop”.
Ge Wen “Hoo!” He breathed out a sigh of relief and said, “Come on, take this Neck Won with you, you can go home now.”
Kusare knelt on the floor and responded in a somewhat confused manner, “Y… yes.”
The name of the master is engraved on the neckband, which can never be removed, signifying that the slave girl belongs to the master’s personal property.
He pulled up Kusare, who was kneeling on her knees in a daze, and saw that the corner of her mouth was still covered with his semen, and asked triumphantly, “How was it? Is it good?”
Kusare looked daintily at her master and replied, “It’s good… I… I… I like it… Master… Master’s liquid is so hot, so… hot, so… it’s very comfortable…!”
Gwen laughed and said, “Then you’ll have to eat it every day, but with your mouth down there! Heh heh heh…”
Chok Lei said shyly, “Many… many thanks, Master… for your favor!”
After the wonderful show, Ransty watched the two men leave, sitting on her knees, but her feet were still too weak to stand up. Because of the desire of the blushing face, exudes a lewd breath, the floor and fingers, still left on the floor and the liquid flowed out of their own caressing.
Lansdowne’s breath, slowly subsiding from passion, went outward between mental imitations, intending to leave the tabernacle, but breaking unwittingly into the room where the slave girl was confined.
The dimly lit room was illuminated by a wavering flame. The bright light of the candle flame reflected on the body of a suspended girl, reflecting lewd shadows. The girl’s petite and tender breasts constantly swayed with her body, and her ragged gasps contained an aura of lust and abuse.
“Swoosh” “Y…”
The crack of the whip was interspersed with the girl’s cries as her snow-white body trembled spasmodically.
Lancelot couldn’t help but say angrily to the three men, “Stop, why are you being so rough on the girls?”
The man surveyed him in surprise and said, “Who are you and what are you doing here?”
Lansdowne said coldly, “Visit!”
The man was dumbfounded and said, “A tour? Do you want to see the quality of the slave girl before trading?”
Lancelot said, “I don’t need to buy a slave girl.”
The man’s face sank as he drank, “Not here to buy anything, don’t hinder me from tempering my slave girl. People, drive him away.” After saying that, behind him, two men who looked like hooligans but were much thicker than the others, with large iron rods in their hands, rushed out toward Ransti like they wanted to cut people into pieces with a ferocious look.
Lancelot sneered: “With your two’s three-legged kung fu, you want to hurt me, dream on!”
Two large iron rods, as thick as a child’s arm, struck head-on at Ransty.
Ransti’s mind moved “If I can strike down these two in one fell swoop, I will be able to set up a dismount.”
Ransti’s figure skillfully moved outward slightly, just avoiding the bombardment of two large iron bars. Her left foot flew to kick the enemy’s lower cunt, and the long sword in her hand with its sheath whirled toward the back of the other man’s neck like a whirlwind. “Bang pound!” As the enemy screamed and fell, Ransti had already chopped off the ropes binding the girl, snatched a horse outside the tent, and captured her to go away.
Chapter on Encounters (below)
Lake Ruhrhein, a lake east of the royal city of Idoria, which separates the forests and steppes in front of the royal city.
Ransty and the captive girl, sitting on a rocky hill on the shore of the lake, looking at the sunset lake light, gusts of cold and clear wind, accompanied by ripples of water, flashing red scales and golden auspices in the red sun.
The girl’s body shivered slightly from the cool breeze, and Lansdowne took off her own cloak and draped it over her naked female form.
The girl’s eyes reddened, and she said, “Thank you.” The words were related, on the one hand thanking him for saving her, and on the other hand, feeling about her life…
Ransty responded: “You’re welcome, it’s just a way to help out! By the way, how old are you? What’s your name, and why did you…”
The girl said grimly, “My name is Mace, I’m fifteen years old, and my family is very poor and has no money to pay the rent for the fields, so they bought me to a slave girl dealer.”
Macey looked over at Ransty and blushed slightly before asking, “May I ask your name…”
Ransty said, “Don’t call me Enjin, just call me Ransty.” Since the other person was a girl, she said her real name without meaning to.
Macy reads “Rusty, Rusty.” She said, “Huh? It’s like a girl’s name… Oh, I’m sorry…”
Ransti kindly said: “It doesn’t matter, I’m already used to it.” She looked at this beautiful scenery, there is a hint of sadness in her heart: “tomorrow morning before going back to the palace to prepare for the marriage of the matter, it will be difficult to have the opportunity to enjoy such a beautiful view.”
With an expectant gaze, Meeth said shyly to Ransti, “Mr. Ransti, please… please be my master!”
Startled, Ransty shook her head, saying, “No… no… I… I…”
Mui Si whimpered pitifully, “Ah… Oooh… Master didn’t want Mui Si… Master also thought that Mui Si was useless, that her body wasn’t as delicate as others’… and that she wouldn’t be able to please Master… Oooh…”
Rashid was embarrassed: “This… this… no… you’re fine… it’s just that I…”
Mui Si cried, “Master still doesn’t want Mui Si to be his slave…”
Rashidi said helplessly, “Okay…”
Maisie blushed and said playfully, “Master… I beg you to kiss… me, to prove… that you want… me…”
Lansdowne lifted Macey’s jaw up, meticulously admiring the soft contours of her pretty face, with its blonde hair, exuding a delicate and showy air. Both sides of her face were a brilliant red color of health and youth, which stood out against her snow-white skin.
Maisie said shyly, “Master… hurry up…”
Ransty pressed her lips onto Macey’s tiny cherry lips, sucking on its mouth and lips, kissing gently, tears of joy streaming from Macey’s eyes, her fragrant lips opening gently, and Ransty pushed her own tongue, into Macey’s mouth, intertwining it with her fragrant tongue!
After a few deep kisses, Mace had fallen into a whirlwind of mesmerizing emotions. When their cherry lips parted, they were still connected to each other by thin strands of saliva. Mace looked up at her master with moist eyes, happily feeling what he was giving her.
“Master, your saliva is delicious.” Mace said daintily with her head bowed.
Rusty laughed, “Mace is so horny!”
Meeth untied the leather ring around her left hand and handed it to Ransti, saying, “Please write your name on it, Master, and put the ring around Meeth’s neck… Then Meeth will be Master’s slave from now on…”
Ransti interrupted him and said: “It’s starting to get dark, let’s go back to the town first, I heard that there are a lot of thieves appearing in this area. Especially at night, they are raping and pillaging, they do everything, we go back to the town and then help you to bring the leather wan.”
Lansdowne pushed back, it didn’t really take much time to bring a Won’er, but she didn’t want the girl to follow her with a false phoenix at best. Hopefully, she’d find a good male.
“Hey… hey…” A low-grade laugh rang out, and four bandits came out from behind the rocks, with black skulls tattooed on their arms, and said, “Want to leave? Leave your slave girl and your belongings and you can go!”
Lansdowne pulled Mace behind her and drew her longsword on the four.
“Heh heh… This slave girl is still young, so it looks like she’s never been enjoyed! How fortunate.” The other bandit laughed lustfully, with a sadistic glint in his eye.
Mace screamed as it turned out that three more burly men in the same outfit appeared behind him.
Lancelot draws in a breath of cold air and says: “Are they the thieves of the Black Ghost Gang?” When she finished speaking, she realized that Macy, who was leaning behind her, was shivering, and her teeth were chattering as she made the sound “Tak, Tak”.
It turns out that this black ghost gang is the most famous and vicious group of thieves. They were “patronized” by them.
The merchants who have passed through have been left with no dogs or chickens. Three years ago, they plundered a village in the mountainous area, more than one hundred and fifty people in the village, all of them were killed, and all women over ten years old had traces of being raped. Because of their brutal and bloodthirsty methods, the leaders of the other thieves have unanimously forbidden their men to associate with them, drawing a clear line of demarcation, making them the target of both the black and white worlds, killing them as soon as possible.
The bandits allowed Ransti to leave because they saw that he was a swordsman, and in order to make her lose her guard, it was easy for them to kill her in a surprise attack. However, although she seldom went out, because of her status as a princess, her active and easy-going personality, she knew quite a lot about what was happening in the outside world from the gossip of the guards and warriors in the palace. In addition, the sensation of the “Village Slaughter Incident” made her know more about the “Black Ghost Gang” and their characteristics.
With the calmness of a swordsman, she analyzed the situation, “There are seven of them. With her own sword skills, I believe it is not difficult for her to break out alone. But it would be very difficult to escape safely with Meeth in tow, and if Meeth were to fall into their hands, it would be worse than death… No, we have to try anyway.”
Ransty took a breath and said, “Mace, do you trust me?” In order to motivate Macy, the tone of voice with a strong confidence.
Mace nodded: “Believe!” Mace had been scared out of her wits, but her courage multiplied under Ransty’s calm and confident voice.
Ransti low voice commanded: “This is a life and death situation, you must raise your courage, how can you hide behind me and embrace me tightly.” Then, shouted, pre-emptive, hand long sword into a dozen lightning, to the side with fewer people, seems to be the group of thieves head of the chest stabbed.
The sword, in terms of angle and speed, was flawless. If Lancelot could stab him, it would have a deterrent effect. But unfortunately, this sword lacks the killing spirit cultivated from actual combat, and cannot deter people’s mind, winning with momentum, but it has already taught the thief to be difficult to deal with.
Under normal circumstances, the side with fewer men should be the one with stronger martial arts skills, but with one person on his back, it would be difficult to cope with the threat of an additional sharp sword when his physical dexterity was restricted.
The leader of the thieves cursed, straight sword chopped down, Rangsitie long sword belt, the thief’s chest suddenly exposed a wide open door. Rangsti grabbed forward to his chest across the sword stabbed, he in the spirit of the soul, can only roll away to the side, surrounded by the net immediately revealed gaps.
Seizing the opportunity, Ransti ran towards the horse that was drinking at the lake with Mace on her back, and fought to leap onto the horse’s back. Suddenly, the sound of breaking sound behind her, Ransty turned back and fought to block, knocking down the long sword flying behind her. Mace’s spirits slackened as she mounted the horse, and with a scream, rolled off the horse at the surprise attack.
Lansdowne strangled her horse hard and strong, and the horse rushed forward for more than ten yards before it could stop. Lansdowne looked back and saw that Mace had fallen into the hands of the thieves.
The thieves were intimidated by her swordsmanship and did not come after her.
Ransti heart hesitation, he just can take Mace breakout, not more or less always with a little bit of luck, he again take hold of the battle, because they have already prevented, it is difficult to raid successfully. In addition, just now carrying Meisi to fight, physical exhaustion is very much, short-term again to fight, extremely unwise.
While Ransty hesitated, Mace, seeing her master’s hard-pressed gasping for breath, went out on a limb and called out, “Master, go away and ignore me!”
Lansdowne said solemnly, “No, I can’t leave you behind.”
Macey cried out in a moved voice: “Master, you can save me whenever you want as long as you can survive. Quickly… ah…”
One of the thieves slapped her in the face and said, “Shut up!”
Ransty knew that she was now at the stage where her physical strength was nearly overdrawn, and she simply did not have the ability to fight again, and if the thieves attacked her, it was doubtful whether she could break out. Of course, this situation must not be known by the enemy, otherwise, she would not be able to see the sun in the morning. But in the mindset of the thieves, they would never be able to see through this situation.
Lancelot gritted her teeth and drank, “Okay, wait for me, be sure to wait for me back alive!”
With a clench of the horse’s belly, the stallion neighs furiously and releases all four hooves, running at full speed in the direction of the town. Lancelot had to get back to town as soon as possible to get help from the guards.
Not far away, vaguely heard a few screams. Lancelot said horrified: “bad, the sound is from the direction of the lake, what happened?” Le horse back to run back to the lake.
When the horse was running past the rocks, an unfamiliar voice shouted, “What kind of person? Look at the stick!” A large wooden stick with two links “hoo” came blasting.
Unprepared for the attack, Rangsit was unable to concentrate, so she raised her sword in a frenzy, but even though she managed to block the first section of the stick, she was struck down by the second section with a thud. As her eyes went dark, she could hear Macey’s cry, “It’s the master, don’t… hit…” and fainted with a sense of relief!
But she didn’t know that her hair was being torn apart by a wooden stick…
In the wild grasslands, a young man rode his horse slowly along the grasslands. He looked at the sky and muttered, “It’s getting dark, we need to find a place to rest, there’s a fire in front of us, so it seems that we don’t need to sleep in the open today…”
In a haze, looking at the flickering candlelight, reflecting the two blurred figures.
One of the figures said, “You’re awake, welcome to the Nomads.”
After her consciousness returned, Lancelot realized that she was lying on the green grass with her hands bound and naked, like a mystical sacrifice. Offering her beautiful body to the god they believed in.
Ransty’s face turned red as she angrily said, “You guys hurry up and let go of me!”
A slave girl with a braid of flowers shook her head and said, “Who do you think you are? Talking to us so aggressively!”
Ransty’s almond eyes glared roundly as she said, “I am Princess Ransty of Idoria, and I order you to let go of me at once!”
The slave girl with the braided hair of the shower flower “puffed” and laughed: “Joke, the princess will wear men’s clothes to wander around?
Heh… heh… what a joke.”
The other short-haired slave girl laughed: “Oh… I can’t believe you… do you have a better story to tell… that you’re a princess…”
Seeing Ransty’s body trembling from their gaze, the slave girls said, “Don’t be shy! When you were unconscious, your body has been seen and examined by us. It doesn’t matter if you are a real princess, now you are a nomad’s private property like us – a new slave girl. Later, we will hold a ceremony for you to choose your master.”
Remembering Mace, Lancelot asked, “Mace, how is she?”
The short-haired slave girl thought for a moment and said, “Mace? The girl who came to Nomad with you? She’s outside.” Then, a bit sarcastically, she said, “Is she a princess too? But she seems to be enjoying herself!”
“Mace, your sister is looking for you!”
Another slave girl came in from outside the tent, holding the naked Macy in her arms, her hand gripping her naked breasts and gently squeezing them, while her other hand was not idle, stroking the girl’s pussy lips. Macey’s face was blushing, her eyes closed tightly, and she was whimpering in a soul-stirring way.
Mui Si gasped, “Ah… no… ah…”
The slave girl said, “You really don’t want it? Then I’ll stop.” The slave girl suddenly pulled her finger out.
Macy chanted, “No. No! Don’t! Don’t stop! More… please don’t stop… yah!”
“That’s more like it!” The slave girl said to her, while intensifying her finger movements even more, so the girl’s cries became even more high-pitched and pleasurable…
Irritated by the lewd talk, Lancelot blushed and said indignantly, “What do you want to do to Mace?”
The short-haired slave girl replied: ”We are teaching her how to be a maid, when she learns to serve and please her master. It seems that she has almost learned. You need to watch carefully, the next recipient will be your turn to be tempered.”
The short-haired slave girl added: “If you find her annoying and don’t look at her clearly, we can immediately attempt to send her out of the camp to become a snack for the Black Ghost Gang thieves.”
Lansdowne’s breath caught in her throat under the lustful atmosphere.
The drenched braided slave girl said, “You have to learn well what we taught you!”
The drenched braided slave girl’s jade hand reached down to the end of Ransty’s thighs to caress her labia, and then pinched and teased the swollen nub with her fingers. The foreskin of her nipple was gently peeled back to reveal the fleshy bud inside, then rubbed and pinched with her fingers. The slave girl kissed her as she played with her still tender virgin pussy door. Her hands went up to hold her slightly swollen breasts, her fingers circling the nipples, the rose-colored nipples rising and twitching with her body as a reminder of their pride. The slave girl flicked her tongue over the protruding bud on the breast, until she took the entire nipple and surrounding flesh into her mouth, nibbling gently.
Lancelot let out a sweet howl of helplessness, and the shock of pleasure had left her fragrant soul in the air and breathless after one round.
The slave girl teased Lancelot, “Look at you there, it’s already moist and comfortable, isn’t it?”
Rusty said, “Yes…”
The slave girl instructed, “To be more comfortable, stroke yourself and see.”
Rusty moaned, “Yes… um… ah…”
Obediently, Lancelot moved her fingers between the warm red lips of her pussy door and roughly tweaked the wet clit.
“Well, is it comfortable?” The slave girl asked.
“Yes… it’s… comfortable… ah.” Ransty replied, lost in thought.
The slave girl, stimulated by her lascivious behavior and rising with fiery lust, snapped at Ransty, “Just play with yourself! You’re going to serve me now Lore!”
Ransti said, “Yes… master.” She was lost in the flood of pleasure.
For the first time, Ransty saw the most intimate part of another young girl, that soft pink part between the two outer labia. Rusty moved to part her silky outer lips, rubbing her jade fingers over the tender flesh around her clitoris as the tip of her tongue moved into her inner labia, burrowing through the tiny eye.
The slave girl’s body shook to the very heights of her sexuality, shrilly exuding her pent up pleasure.
“┅┅”
Nomadic wildfires were held in the meadow, and Lancelot was tied to a wooden frame in “big” letters like a sacrificial offering.
A young shepherd, with a horsewhip in his hand, said to Ransti, “You say you are the princess of Idoria, then before a master is assigned to you, I will use your body to collect the debt owed by your father for the king of Ashan!”
The young man outside the arena shouted: “Keel, you don’t have to make excuses if you want to whip her! You don’t even believe she’s a princess, so what’s the point? We’re all waiting for the show!”
Kiir was a bit embarrassed at being told what he was thinking: “Okay… watch me…”
The whip in Keel’s hand swooshed against Lancelot’s protruding nipple, leaving a bright red mark. She inhaled sharply, making a sound that sounded like a gasp. She bit her lip, holding back that increase in pain. It turned out that the whip had been spiked with some kinky drugs to enhance the sensitivity of her body, and the wound produced hot, kinky pleasure as it filled with blood and swelled.
Keir raised his hand again and lashed again, striking with perfect accuracy, cutting a second crimson trail down the center of the already scarlet and swollen nipple. This mix of pain and pleasure caused Lancelot to suddenly scream.
“Swoosh, pop” the third lash came down on Lansdowne’s breasts like tongues of fire, there was a sudden pain, but this time she bit her lip and didn’t scream out. Keel reached down and rubbed her lower abdomen, pressing his fingers against her female pussy and sighed, “What a marvelous woman, and such a powerful reaction.” “What a slutty princess!” The man behind Kiir mocked, seeing that Kiir’s hands were covered with the girl’s lust… just as he was about to continue the “Sacrifice Ceremony”, there was the sound of horsesteps from the front of the camp, and a blonde-haired young man arrived slowly.
The nomadic guards called out, “Who is it? State your name!”
The blonde youth said, “I’m sorry, I’m just a wanderer who wants to stay here for the night.”
The nomadic guards said : “No problem, welcome!” The nomads were a hospitable people.
A scar-faced fierce warrior smiled grimly, “Welcome! Look at the sword!”
The blonde youth sidestepped and said angrily, “What are you doing? What is the meaning of this? I didn’t come here to look for you to fight!”
A huge man who looked like a leader called out, “Buddy, stop!”
Buddy smiled grimly, “I’m just playing with him… Hey! If you’re a man, draw your sword and fight me.”
Ransti looked at the young blonde man and felt a sense of familiarity in her heart “Ah… he’s Ryu… Aron!”
Aron smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that if he refused him, he would be defying the entire nomadic people and offending them, and would cause himself to lose the prestige his father had planted in their hearts, as well as their support and respect.
Aron said helplessly, “Just keep it on point, okay?”
Buddy said, “Well, look at the sword!”
The surrounding nomadic warriors shrilled in unison, the sounds of warhorses jumping and stirring up excitement and anticipation that made one’s blood boil.
Buddy bellowed, and the blade of his sword curved in a small arc, snapping at Aron’s throat. Aron was immediately furious at the sight of his opponent’s sword, as he couldn’t point it at all.
With a muffled grunt, Lung leaned forward and passed his sword underneath him, wiping out the small of his back… In a flash of sword light, Buddy fell to the ground with a scream. Ah Lung’s sword was very measured and did not kill him, but only laid him down for a month or so to recuperate.
The Nomad warriors watched their side’s warriors fall and froze before ringing out deafening curses of rage.
The previous giant man said, “Can this brother compete with me?”
The nomadic warriors said, “Your Majesty…”
The king said, “Silence!”
The duel begins…
The excited and expectant voices of the nomadic warriors resounded once again: “King… King… King…”
“Clang!” Long sword out of the sheath, the great king’s continuous sword style like the Yangtze River surging over, in the pale moonlight seems to be like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, tumbling dragon. Aron accurately estimated the angle and speed of his sword momentum that really hid the killing blow, tilting and swinging his body to different degrees of slightness, and after flashing the other party’s more than ten swords in a row, his sword momentum suddenly slowed down.
Aron grasped the opportunity and stabbed out with his sword, his heart surged with the tragic feeling of a thousand soldiers in the sand, his long sword rode the momentum forward and stabbed sharply, picking the long sword out of the enemy’s hand, the tip of his sword against the opponent’s throat.
The nomadic warriors were dumbfounded, unable to imagine that even with the great king’s superior sword skills, they could not stop the other party’s sword.
The king asked, “Why don’t you kill me?”
Aron said in a deep voice, “There is no reason why I must kill you.”
The king laughed and said, “Good… good… interesting. My name is Anda, I’m the king of this tribe, and you?”
Aron said, “Ryu Elsd Dartanan, call me Aron!”
Anda’s palms were turned outward, the salute that Nomad warriors give to outsiders, representing that the other party is a friend. At the same time, he harmonized, “Welcome to the Nomads!”
“Thanks.” Aron raised his palm in respect as well.
Anda thought for a moment and announced, “That girl, I’ve decided to give it to Aron.” With that, he brought Ransty to his side and said enviously, “Do you like this gift?”
Aron refused, “I’m a wanderer who wanders around, it’s not convenient for me to bring carry a girl.”
Anda said, “Wandering? That’s all the more reason to find someone to serve you. And this girl says she is the princess of Idoria, don’t you want to try?”
Aron said in a muffled voice, “Ran… Sil… Tee…?” It was only then that he noticed the naked girl.
Seeing him stay, Anda said aloud, “No need to think about it, take it! Come on, let’s go drink!”
Inside the tent, two slave girls helped Lancelot dress up in her slave girl’s attire: a short tank top with a plunging neckline and a short, gown-like open skirt. Around her neck, she wore the name of her master.
Luo’er softly said: “You are very beautiful ah! You have to remember to be happy, otherwise, the master does not want you to be miserable! Do you remember what we taught you before?”
Lancelot smiled: “Remember, thank you sister.”
Luo’er smiled graciously: “Call me Luo’er can, remember what I said before. But look at you then so intoxicated, as if in the clouds of happiness, I believe that you do not listen to anything into the ear!”
Lancelot blushed and stomped her feet, saying, “No more, Luo’er sister, you’re laughing at people!”
The short-haired slave girl slapped her plump buttocks and said happily, “That’s fine, go to your master’s tent!”
Ransti walked towards her master’s tent, her heart bursting with joy “It’s Lon… it’s the Lon I’ve been thinking about so much… then I can…”
Aron’s mind was in turmoil, what was he going to do with the daughter of this enemy? Gritting his teeth, he headed for his tent. Aron uncovered the tent door cloth, and Ransti was kneeling on the sheepskin felt that had been thickly spread up inside the tent, her head hanging down on her chest, her indigo hair shining brightly under the oil lamp. “Master.” The young girl with jade knees on the ground slowly raised her head and looked towards her master, “Aron”, in fascination.
Aron sipped his mulled wine in silence.
Rashidi silently poured the wine for her master. Unable to resist, she said, “I belong to you, don’t you need me to serve you?”
Aron still sipped his wine in silence and did not answer him.
Lancelot looked at his pale back, his melancholy, sad eyes, without the cheerfulness and joy that should characterize youth, but like an old man who has experienced the world, and made a secret decision in her heart.
A sighing voice rang out, “Master! The slave girl has something she wants to show you.”
Aron turned his head, a perfect female body, appeared in front of his eyes. Her icy naked torso was like the bright sun in the sky that one could not dare to look at.
Lansdowne hung her head and said, “I can’t believe I can do this in front of you.”
“RANSTY…” whispered Aron, pronouncing her name.
Filled with tenderness, Lansdowne crouched and knelt behind Aron, her slender hands resting lightly on his shoulders, feeling his resistance.
Aron said in a deep voice, “That’s enough! Lancelot, don’t be like that.”
Ransty said sadly: “Aron, I beg you to accept me as your slave girl, please enjoy me for the rest of your life, I will serve you with all my heart and soul, I will do anything that is shameful, I will do anything, even if it means playing with me, abusing me, humiliating me. Master, please take me…”
Aron interrupted her, “Say no more, Ransty.”
Lancelot shook her head and said: “No, I am not Lancelot anymore. If I were the Princess Rashidi of King Landis of Idolia, as you said, then I would have to kill you myself. No, I can’t do that, so… I don’t want to be Princess Rashidi, I want to be your slave girl!”
Aron looked at her and said, “Have you really decided to do this?”
Ransty replied firmly, “Yes!”
Aron breathed out, “That’s good…”
Lansdowne said joyfully, “My slave is truly grateful to you, Aron, my master! I will serve you well until the end of my days.”
Lancelot stood up and tenderly removed her master’s warrior’s robes of thin iron and leather, revealing his naked upper body. Aron kissed her gently on her girlish lips, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth, tasting the juices at the base of the girl’s tongue.
Lips parted, Aron carefully surveyed the young girl’s body. Looking at her shy red cheeks, an unknown love and compassion welled up in his heart.
Lansdowne recalled the springtime colors of the auction house.
Lancelot gently knelt down to her master’s crotch and gently gripped his pulsing cock in preparation for service with her own plump jade breasts. The young girl gave a gentle kiss to the tip of the rod, kissing away a crystalline dewdrop from the small hole in the glans, before licking the entire length of the pole with her fragrant tongue, a little bitter with the flavor of urine. Ah! It’s the master’s odor.
Lancelot clamped her hands around the rod and took it deep into her mouth and tongue, rubbing her tongue against the shaft, spilling saliva from the corners of her mouth and running down toward her jaws. The young girl’s eyes were bright and clear, and her sweet emotions were burning like wildfire. Her master’s throbbing rod made her heart flutter, and she sucked and stroked it more vigorously.
Aron’s sad eyes became lascivious, lust bubbling up from his handsome eyes. Lust destroyed his senses, and his rod mercilessly pumped all the way into the young girl’s lips, as Lancelot knelt to accept the abusive pumping of her master’s rod in her jade mouth.
Aron moaned, “To… to come out!” The penis in the young girl’s mouth swelled abnormally, and thick semen shot into Ransty’s stomach like an arrow, the fishy heat causing the innocent girl’s heart to palpitate. “Is this master’s fluid? It’s hot and delicious…” The young girl lapped up all the white slurry that remained on the shaft in passing.
The young girl’s eyes sparkled with lust, encouraging her master to violate her further.
Aron carried Rusty to bed and kissed every inch of her tenderly.
“Touch here okay?” Aron urged.
Fingers slowly reached the secret lips and caressed the wintry flesh of the pussy door, at which point Lancelot bit her lower lip and her body shivered slightly. With the movement of his fingers, the girl’s face floated up a strange color, white skin also gradually flushed. Long eyelashes fluttering, slightly open red lips continue to emit pleasant moans.
“Well, Lansdowne, we’re almost ready to begin.” Aron murmured tenderly in the young girl’s ear.
Aron lowered Lansdown onto the bed and slowly pressed the glans against the center of the petals, pulling her feet apart and aligning them with the hole. “Uhhhh! Lansdowne is going to give everything she has, to her master.” The tip of the meat stick was slowly inserted into the young girl’s hole, and the pain was immediately indicated on Ransti’s face. She shed clear tears as she endured the pain of breaking her melon.
Aron pumped his rod and softly said, “Soon it won’t hurt anymore, just bear with it for a little while.”
Aron gradually accelerated the movement of his waist. At the site of the union, the meat stick jutted into Ransty’s slit without reservation. The wet and slippery in and out of the meat pole was covered with the blood of the broken melon, as well as transparent love juice, wetly reflecting the light.
The bitter expression on the young girl’s face had disappeared and was replaced by a look of joy.
Aron changed his position, letting Rusty lie on her back on the bed, and fixed her waist firmly, then he pushed his luck and forced himself deep into the girl’s body. The young girl’s vaginal walls adsorbed the intruder, from time to time violently wriggling, as if to help his rod to do a full-body massage, the warm wet feeling makes Aron praise: “tight and juicy, really excellent.”
The sweaty Rusty, enjoying the lingering pleasure of sex, was so lost in the flood of pleasure that she could no longer speak.
The piston movement reached the peak of intensity, an indescribable numbness came from between the legs, Aron pushed Ransty’s waist hard, in the spasmodic narrow walls of flesh, the glans began to intensely swell and convulse, a large amount of semen, violently burst into the young girl’s vagina, as the intense ejaculation, Ransty also let out a cry of joy. A surprisingly large amount of goo even dangled out from the tightly closed gap.
After the passion had passed, Lancelot tilted her jaw up in ecstasy. She looked at her master with a blush and tears of joy in her eyes. Aron asked, “Are you happy? Lan Er. I’m going to call you Lan Er from now on!”
Lan’er tears, laughed: “Yes, master, I am happy!”
Chapter on Encounters (End)