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Improvements –
Ranma was watching as the Mechanics tested out the new weapon they had put together. Big wooden flywheels spun as a team of three Mechanics work the machine. A ratcheted belt fed to grooves in each wheel, rain of darts gushed out. The dummy targets were soon covered with darts. They call it the Dart Thrower.
They made two more weapons that they wanted him to see. The Polybolos a repeating ballista that could fire again and again without a need to reload. Its powered by gears that powered its chain drive and that placed bolt after bolt into its firing slot.
They made a repeating crossbow, where the separate actions of the stringing the bow, placing the bolt and shooting it can be accomplished with a simple one-handed movement. All the while keeping the crossbow stationary. This allows the bow to shoot at a faster rate compared to a normal crossbow. A magazine containing a number of bolts is present on top of the bow and the mechanism is worked by moving a rectangular lever forward and backwards.
"Good work," Ranma said to the Mechanics. "But we already have enough new weapons. We need things that will improve the lives of the people living on our land."
"We do have made some new farm equipment," one of the Mechanics said as she shows him machines that would help the farmers to save time and grow more food.
The first machine is the disc harrow, a farm implement consisting of a series of steel discs used to pulverize the soul in the preparation of a seedbed. Being pulled by a horse or oxen the disc harrow would do work than a plow would.
Next is the manure spreader is a fairly complicated machine. It was essentially a wagon equipped with a moving conveyor that moved the load backward into the beaters that spread the manure evenly in a strip behind.
The corn sheller a box that's powered by turning a crank. The crank is geared up to a flywheel, that once you got it going, had enough momentum to carry the ear of corn through the shelling mechanism. The noisy machine shelled the ear of its kernels and spewed them into a pail underneath and tossed the naked cob into a growing pile.
A scythe and cradle attached that caught the cut-off stalks of grain. With each swing of the scythe, the accumulated stalks were laid in a pile on the stubble. The one binding the sheaves would gather the pile up and, taking a fistful of the stalks and using them like twine, bind up the bundle. But having to cut and bind the grain by hand is inconceivable and wasted too much time. The mechanical, horse-drawn binder did both, cut the standing grain and tie it into bundles. Because it costly to build and maintain, the scythe and cradle is for farmers who can't afford the machine.
The cream separator is a hand cranked machine, by means of a high speed-spinning bowl made up of a series of metal discs, mechanically separated the cream from the milk. During the separating process, with the stream of fresh cream pouring out of the cream spout, some of it was caught in a pitcher. The skim pilk, a byproduct of the separating process, would be poured into swill barrels, where it's mixed with ground oats, linseed meal, and water, and fed to pigs.
Ripened cream is poured into a wooden barrel churn, where it was agitated by turning the churn with a crank. It seemed, to take ages for the butter to coagulate into globules of butterfat. But it's still faster then turning butter by hand. There's also a four quart glass churn for making butter for home use. The paddles are made of hard maple wood.
"Great with this there be plenty of food for all," Ranma said.
"Really now this is your plan?" Rose ask walking up to him. "Instead of making weapons of war you make farming equipment. How are you going to expand your kingdom without a large army?"
"I'm not going to march my army and expand my kingdom. I'm happy with the land that, I rule already. Besides, I know that rulers who try to expand their rule usually are attack by other nations or have heroes come out of the woodworks to bring the ruler down," Ranma explains.
"What kind of overlord talks like that?" Rose ask. "Why can't you be a real Overlord and conquer the lands around here."
"Because he isn't like that," one of the Mechanics said.
"Why you always have a stick up your butt?" another said.
"I have no such thing! I'm not like you women always thinking about having sex. I'm not some slut that only wants to have sex with a man," Rose shouted.
"Well then," one Mechanic said as she and her sister grab her arms while two others grab her dress, ripping it off her. They easily force her to kneel down presenting her soft rear to Ranma.
"Ranma go and give her the stick. She really needs to be laid more often," the Mechanic said giving Rose's round bottom a slap.
"Don't you dare!" Rose shouted as she blushes red.
Crazed with lust Ranma positions himself with feet braced solidly on the ground and hoists her hips up level with his own. She struggles half heartedly, knowing he has gotten the upper hand and has mastered her. His head of his massive cock parts the lips of her involuntarily wet vagina and pushes slowly into her cunt. Warm, sweet flesh encases his hard and sensitive meat. Then in it slides… in… in… in… inch after inch, making Rose wonder how all that meat can even fit inside of her. Then in as deep as he can go, he stops to savor the fabulous sensation of his prick buried deep inside Rose.
A cry of pleasure bursts from Ranma's panting mouth he feels as if his dick has a boa constrictor clamped around it. He slowly withdraws his impossibly long thick dick from its confines. And Rose goes limp as hopelessness drains the last of the fight from her. Then Ranma forces it once more deep inside her quivering hole, begins pumping in and out of her. His cock piston in and out of her slick and slopping pussy. The sound of her deep humiliating invasion fill the air. Her breath drives up in frequency and becomes ragged. There is only then the sound of their harsh breathing and the whap-whap-whap of his balls slapping her ass as his piledriver pounds away. The Mechanics stared in lust as they watched their lord dominate Rose. Her cunt being savaged by what at first felt like a log in her pussy Rose at first grunts in pain… and slowly begins to moan in abject pleasure as his shaft forces every bit of pleasure from her little box. Her beautiful butt begins to tremble and shake. Then she finds they move involuntarily rocking back and forth, in and out of her orifice.
She tells herself that she is only helping to end her humiliation more quickly. If she cooperates he'll be done with her all the sooner. Ignoring the welling heat growing inside her as his member stimulates her to shivering pleasures. She begins to surrender to him confused as she is shame and lust vying within her soul. Faster and faster they pace each other, her hips lunging up to meet his every thrust in time. And her cunt clasps his invading prick tighter in quick clamping squeezes. Her arms and legs begin to shake… her shoulders shiver… her massive smooth breasts bob and lurch. Until she calls out a massive cry of ecstasy as an enormous orgasm shatters her body. And Ranma begins to hose her pussy out with his load of cum.
Rose's eyes widen as she felt her belly expand to take the cum filling her up. Only being held up by Ranma, Rose panted worn out from the fucking she had just been put through. She looked up and realized that Ranma hadn't even broken a sweat yet and he wasn't even taking a break after he just cum, he just started thrusting into her again. He was going to kill her with pleasure! But it was happy way to go.
Rose's body was a helpless fucktoy in Ranma's hands as he bludgeoned my inner walls, stretching and reshaping them with every thrust. He picked up speed and power, driving another new inch-mark home, Rose was easily taking 12 of them now, eyes rolling in her head as each power-fuck-thrust sent her over the edge again, one thrust a second, one orgasm per thrust. Rose pussy seemed to be gagging now, exploding with pleasure and pain at once, protesting with ripples of muscular motion trying to dislodge this semi-welcomed invader, gouts of sweet cunt nectar pouring from it in a vain attempt to provide enough lubrication. Rose poor little pussy had never been pounded like this before and she found her arms and legs flailing vainly for some escape.
"Ranma no, I can't take anymore!" Rose words were cut off by what must have been her 75th climax, pleasure breaking her down, seeming to know full well that she couldn't' even feel anything beyond her throbbing pleasure.
"Not stopping till, I had my fill," Ranma smirks. "You just haven't had ENOUGH yet." As Rose whimpered and mewed and whispered out prayers to this virile god of cock. His thrusts came hard, fast, and deep, her whole body shaking in seizure-like response.
"UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGHUNGHUNGH!" Was all Rose could manage to add to the dialogue as he spanked her ass, stinking all of his cock into the wall he hit was hard and painful, but after 86 orgasms, Rose found it impossible to care that he was so selfishly fucking her now. His steel stud-shaft lifted my body with each thrust, and Rose felt like her cunt was having some kind of cave-in, collapsing on itself in pleasure and pain, her brain getting pulled down with drilled and nailed and pounded and spitted Rose on his fat cock again and again, picking up speed, not letting up, sweat now finally beading on his taut muscles and tight ballsack. Seeing her chance for an escape Rose only barely wanted to coaxed him on now.
"That's right stallion, bang your balls off on me. I want your load...I want you to drown me in cream...fill me like a tank and coat me like a cake... take me...as your slut, your personal fuck toy, your jizz jar, your cum dumpster! JUST CUM FOR ME GODDAMNIT!" Rose screamed. On her hundredth orgasm, he finally pulled out, driving one more climax from her by beating his colossal head against her clit again, then he trust into her to unload into her.
"I hope you get that acting so uptight all the time will only get you into trouble," Ranma said pulling out of Rose and lifting her up to a kneeling position facing him. "Now you know what to do."
"Why you," Rose said knowing that she shouldn't had gotten on the nerves of the Ranko's but knows she doesn't have a say in the matter. She like the rest of the women who had sex with have become addicted to him, she took his tool into her mouth taking all that she could. And she kept thinking how the same cock she was sucking had just ravished her and forced her to climax more times than she could remember. And Ranma could do it again, any moment. Ranma's tool is far too large for her mouth. It would have to go all the way down her neck for her to take it all in. That would literally choke her to death. She could barely encircle the shaft with her fingers. And the same dreadful organ had been jammed all the way inside her sex, pounded in and out of her without restraint or concession, and brought her seizures of delight, in doing so. It was ridiculous, and it was unjust. That hideous thing like that could do to her what it had done. She couldn't stop remembering how wide she had seen Ranma stretch her opening, to fill it and pump it, and how each time the shaft would lift away, so much of her inner-flesh would be pulled out with them, clinging to them. Like a stocking when you pull your foot from it, and pull it inside out in the process. She had seen that happening to the inside of her flower, the flesh bright pink and glistening. Had felt herself stretched upwards as much as inward and outward. But it had felt good instead of horrible. She wanted to see that and feel that all again. Ranma's awful cock had tamed her and enslaved her and now she had to kneel for him and service him with her mouth and her hands and her breasts. Now for her efforts she received another blast of seed directly into her mouth.
"Sister you always talk about looking good so the other people won't think lowly of you. But here, I find you kneeling down and giving head to our lord like a slut that you say, I am," Violet smirks appearing behind her sister.
"Shut up," Rose shouted at her sister.
"Yeah, yeah," Violet said as she presses herself to Ranma's body. "Since you're done with my sister how about giving me ago now."
"In a bit," Ranma said as there's still work for him to do.
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The Pig Orc Village -
The pig orc village is largely self-sustaining. The orcs grew most of the food they ate, with the exception of some spices and extracts used in cooking. What they couldn't make or grow they got from trading using the way gates. Meat produces, with few exceptions, came from the village farms. Homegrown pork, beef, and chicken were butchered for the meat in their diet. Chickens, usually surplus roasters or old hens, were killed as needed for fried chicken dinners, roasts, soups, or pot pies.
The pork and beef supply was done differently. Usually in early in the season, steers or hogs or both was butchered for fresh meat supply during the season. But with subfreezing ice rooms, created by the magic users, curving ices runes to make a room like winter time there was no worry of the meat rotting. Sometimes a carcass would be covered with a cloth and hung from a beam out of reach of dogs or other meat-eating creatures. When a steak of pork chop or some other choice cut of meat was wanted, it was sliced from the hanging frozen carcass.
At the time of butchering, the layers of fat under the pig's skin were cut into one-inch cubes and put into a kettle to cook until the fat became liquid. This hot liquid fat was strained through a muslin cloth into stoneware crocks to cool, becoming white lard. This lard was used as shortening for cooking and baking.
There was also canned beef. The beef is cut up into one-inch chunks and put into sterile glass jars, seasoned with salt and pepper, and boiled in a hot water bath until the meat was thoroughly cooked. After these sealed jars were allowed to cool they were stored on shelves in the cellars. The pork was usually processed into smoked hams, shoulders, and side meat like bacon. Much of the other meat was ground, mixed with spices and herbs, and made into sausage patties or stuffed into cleaned pig intestines and made into links.
The pig orcs also know how to keep eggs to last longer. Eggs could be preserved in water mixed with a lump of lime. They could also be kept for a long time when they were packed with in salt. When eggs were transported to other settlements, they were packed in barrels of oatmeal.
They also knew how to use spices to make their food stores to last longer. Certain types of plants have evolved in such a way that they produce mild toxins or repellents that make their odor or flavor distasteful to animals. But other animals such as humans sought out many of these plants because of those smells or taste. Spices not only improve flavor of foods, but they also help preserve it. People used spices to hide the taste of spoiled food. Which is why spices are among the most valuable of products. The general store through trading with other settlements and villages supply the pig orcs with what they couldn't make.
The corn fields are the most important crop for the pig orcs as it has so many uses, making porridge, pudding, and cornmeal for bread and cakes. The kernel can also be ground with a mortar and pestle made from hard wood. The coarse pieces are cooked and served as a vegetable called hominy. They can use all of the corn plant. The orc pigs enjoyed the husks removed from the heads of corn as do the livestock pigs. The husks are also used to stuff mattresses or were woven into collars for the horses and mats for their homes. When the kernels are removed from the cob, the cob could be used to make corks for bottles. Meat smoked over a corncob fire had a delicious flavor. When the cobs burned into ashes, the ashes were used like baking powder for bake goods. The cobs once soaked in oil makes an excellent torch.
It's greatest advantage is that it can grow even with very little water. In fact, too much water can hinder its growth. Of course it needs to receive some water in order to grow. Also, it requires a temperature of 30'C for the seeds to germinate. For the farmers in the old Overlord's land, corn is a new planet for them and they need a totally different perspective from the way wheat is grown. Corn is a crop that is suitable for barren lands that have been considered infertile up to now. Once it fully ripen, it can be grind the dried up grains into powder. The powder carries a faint, sweet and savory flavor, that can be made into bread. It can also be eaten as it is just by roasting it or boiling it. And thanks to the dehydration process, it is exceptionally well suited for storage and preservation. Even as livestock feed, you can expect a much greater effectiveness that of barley or turnip. Furthermore although it would be small in quantity, it is possible to extract oil from the corn. And this oil can be obtained at the same time as flour during the grinding process.
The pig orcs are also good at grafting to improve the fruit, they chose the healthiest branches for cions. Usually the best branches were shoots from the past year's growth. The cions are cut smoothly and carefully. Next, the farmer prepared the tree that would grow the cion. The pig orcs cut a wedge in the tree to match the shape of the cion. When the cion is fitted into the limb, the pieces fit, as in a puzzle. The pig orcs coated the new graft with clay or wax. The two kinds of fruit grew a third cariety. A successful farmer could discover a delicious new kind of fruit.
To keep pest from eating the crops they used biological pest control. They released praying mantises into flower and vegetable fields. The mantises fed on smaller insects that could damage crops. All of that knowledge of farming came from generations of farmers which their clan had served as with past overlords.
In all the pig orcs living under the rule of Overlord Ranma found their lives better then any under the rule of any of the old overlords that their clan had served. As pig orcs they were bred to obey a overlord ever since they were first created by a wizard whose name has been long forgotten. Their tribe have been serving one overlord after another ever since the first generation was created. They're much smarter then their counterparts and are less likely to kill their master or go wild. Obeying a master is hard wired into them and which is why they're rarely ever seen not serving one. Because of that the pig orcs were always being used as expendable troops by their masters. But for the first time they were serving under a master who treated them kindly. He wanted them to live like the people that didn't have a master. Which is why they will follow him. Because he's the first lord they ever had that cared about them.
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Nordberg -
Far in the northern most part of the northern lands, lies the tiny village on the edge of the ice fields. The peasants in the hamlet of Ozbarck knew little of living. What they understood was how to barely exist. They understood how to maintain the breath in their scrawny bodies on a diet of dried fish and the occasional lucky find of the carcass of a small mammal that the wolves had abandoned. Beyond that, there was watery milk from the village's four goats, and an endless diet of potatoes, turnips and other root vegetables. One of the peasants owned a few chickens, and once every few weeks found a tiny egg among the straw.
In the tumbledown hovels which were scattered along a shallow valley about fifty miles from the sea, there lived thirty-seven men, nineteen women and four children. Only one of the villagers, a man was older than thirty-seven. The grubbling lives of the people of Ozbarck were brutish and short. Which was cut even shorter by the coming of a horde of ogres.
Unlike the fat trolls the ogres are much slimmer and are much better fighters then the trolls, who use their huge size and strength to win any fight they find themselves in. The ogres were even more dreadful looking, they all have bulging muscles that covered their entire bodies. Their massive frames stood eight feet in the air, accompanied by five hundred pounds of pure muscle. Their eyes were blood red and their grey skin scarred horrendously. The ogres while didn't have the thick layer of fat or the sheer toughness of a troll, their speed and sheer power proved more then the people of Ozbarck could handle.
The men were slaughtered trying to defend themselves from the horde, the women were rape by the ogres as well as the children. They killed the few animals and cook them over an open fire as well as the former villagers. The horde was heading for the silver mine they heard about by the goblin clan that roamed the frozen land. With the silver that they would gain from the mine they would become powerful. There are plenty of merchants that would sell to anyone or anything with money, not to mention the orcs who have much weapons and armor for sell. With the loot that they will gain they be able to buy weapons from the orcs that will make them much, much stronger then they are now. They also heard about the new Overlord down south who has become very powerful. Once they raid the mine they could head south and present the silver to him so that he'll take them in. Under the rule of a powerful Overlord they be able to kill, rape and take what they wanted.
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Overlord Castle -
In the Succubus tower, Akane sat on her throne as she watched her girls take care of three new guest. While crime was low thanks to all the Ranko's around there were still those who tried to make a quick coin by underhanded means. The three sisters were among them. They were caught trying to sneak into the bank that had just been open. They overpowered two Lore Keepers working at the bank beating them till they told them how to open the vault then killed them. Too bad for them that the Lore Keepers once they died went back to the breeding pool where they told their sisters what happen to them, which is why they're here. For their crime they were sent to her for punishment. Which helps keep her girls from grabbing men or women off the streets. While there is a jail for people who break laws it's mostly for those who steal, while those who rape or murder were killed off. It didn't make sense to waste resources on feeding and housing killers. Shampoo said that in her village while shaming people who break laws works, they kill people who killed. Which is why they hadn't had a murder in years. And in this world those laws her people lived by were used as the base of the laws that Ranma uses in the lands he rules.
The men who broke laws either went to jail or got beheaded for those who have killed. Those who went to jail were press into work gangs. For some thieves they had to collect human waste becoming Gong Farmers, working in the cesspit of the sewer system. The gong collected would use for the farms. They were also force to wash the clothes, work in mines, the lumberyard, farms, and the mill. The women who broke laws were sent to work off like the men, but for those who have killed or work in the slave trade they were sent to Akane.
"Well you three really think you could steal from us and get away with it?" Akane ask the three sisters. Thanks to a truth spell that the Dark Elves use to get information out of people she knows that no one who is sent to her wasn't mistaken for the one who really did it. Just to be sure she had the truth spell cast on the three sisters again just to make sure. Looking at the three sisters, Akane couldn't help but think of herself and her sisters. Since they had the same kind of built from oldest to youngest and that they have been strip naked.
Charity the oldest was a big girl, standing some six feet tall and towering over most other women who average height is five foot six. Her long hair, the color of flax, hung down her back almost reaching to the top of the swell of her ample, wide-hipped ass. Her breasts, the size of big, pink melons hung down from her chest, pulled down by their size and weight as they frolicked and jiggled with every tiny movement she made. The nipples jutting out of the darkened centers of her oversized udders were as big as two plump, ripe cherries and seemed to always be swollen and hard. Her belly had just a touch of a sexy, little paunch and it was tipped at the bottom by a little bush of flaxen curls. Her wide child-bearing hips tapered down into a pair of long, willowy legs that seemed to go on and on and on.
Grace was the smallest of the three sisters standing only five feet tall. Her hair, the color of burnished copper was so long, it hung down her back beyond her small, boyish ass almost hiding it from view when she walked. Her breasts, nowhere near the size of Charity's big, pink melons, were more the size and shape of a pair of succulent, pink pears as they jutted out of her chest, proud and pert. The elongated nipples jutting out of the darkened centers of her smallish breasts were stiff and hard as she stares with her big, blue eyes at Akane. While Grace's legs weren't anywhere near as long as Charity's and Beauty's long, shapely legs, on Grace's smaller frame they seemed every bit as long and shapely.
Beauty, who was eighteen and the youngest of the three girls, was the prettiest and sweetest of the three. She stood around five feet six. Her hair, the color of polished ebony, was so long it hung down her back, its curled tips brushing against the backs of her dimpled knees. Her beautiful, round breasts were the size and shape of a pair of big, ripe grapefruits as they hung down from her chest jiggling and bobbing with every tiny movement she made.
"Girls you have them as your play toys for the next three months," Akane said to her girls.
The three sisters were pulled into the mass of limbs and bodies that littered half of the floor of the tower. Besides the former nun, ex-sex demon queen, the female bandit are other women who had broken laws.` The succubus women enjoy having women to use as they please. Their sex toys ravishment continue on for hours before they let them have rest. The sex demons coated them with ejaculate repeatedly. They could only squirm under the onslaught. They were coated with the sex demons juices, leaving them laying on the floor in a daze with juices leaking out from all their holes and coved in dry cum. The living sex toys lost all track of their surroundings and how much time had passed. They were lost in a perpetual haze of continual orgasms and intense pain. They seemed to pass in and out of consciousness so often that they wasn't sure what was real and what was delusion. There were times when two sex demons were fucking their pussy at the same time, their huge cocks nearly rupturing their tormented pussy. Other times they was screaming mindlessly in pain as two huge dicks were forced up their ass at the same time.
Akane smiled seeing the women being screwed as they deserved. While she didn't like having women being treated this way but all the women who are sent to her have blood on their hands. The Ranko's can be brought back to life but the Ranko's didn't like having their sisters dying neither does Ranma. Besides some like Mercy deserves to be used as they used others. Like the other two women who should have been beheaded but instead got a worse fate. The first is Jacci who had killed a woman and her child over a fight they had about money. Then there's Aimili who lured small children to her home only to kill them. She was selling their body parts to the black market for potions or spells that needed parts of young children to cast. Both of them had the rougher treatment that her girls only did with people like them.
Jacci's long brown body was in mid air. Sandwiched between two sex demons. The sex demon gazing into Jacci's beautiful cum dripping face was impaling her cunt upon her too large cock. Another sex demon behind was attempting to push more of her monstrosity between her ass cheeks. She had just succeeded in driving most of her cock into her anus, and was struggling not to climax. She wanted to pound all five into her new toy. Jacci's twin pleasure mounds bounced and danced wildly from the combination of the two demons' different fuck rhythms. Although completely conscious, Jacci had lost all strength. Her head bouncing all around upon her shoulders to the fuck rhythms, much like her breasts. Her long hair flying back and forth like a tassel decoration.
Aimili on the other hand was being backed into a corner by two of the larger sex demons. Their eyes were cold and dark as they looked down at Aimili who looked obviously terrified. They were much larger than her both in height and weight. Both of the sex demons were much larger then the other girls more Oni in body built but just as of them held Aimili tight and rubbed her cock onto the wet shaking girl and grew more and more demanding. The way she held her down on her knees kept her huge cock up across her cleavage as she hunched over her. Eventually the quest for more fun drove her to let Aimili stand and prepare to run. The slender girl barely twenty summers barely reached either of the two giant Succubus's shoulders. When Aimili took a step to get away from them, a fist twice the size of both her hands caught her in the gut dropping her down to her knees. She was allowed to rise again, and kicked forward roughly only to be hooked in the face by another hard fist from the larger women. She tried to crawl away and one of the women stomped a hand as Aimili tried to scuttle past. The beating continued and accelerated until Aimili understood to stay still between the tall sex looked up to plead with them, but her face was caught and brought forward to the cock of the first sex demon.
Gripping her with both hands over the ears, the Succubus rubbed her face over the cock roughly exploring the woman's hot meat touched, drooled, and rubbed over Aimili's hair and face. The skinny girl was forced to smell the musky scent of huge Succubus. Not wanting to waste anymore time, the front Succubus jammed her tool into Aimili's mouth almost choking her to death. The back one followed by lifting, Aimili's butt into the air and thrust her tool into her pussy. Aimili couldn't even scream as she felt like a pig roasting over a fire. She tried to wiggle free but she couldn't move with the two Succubuses so deeply buried inside of her. The front one decided that her mouth wasn't that good pulled out leaving Aimili gasping for air. The back one knowing what the other one wanted twisted, Aimili around her pillar of flesh and spread her butt open. With a powerful thrust she buried herself into Aimili's backside. Two more succubuses appeared on either side of the ass fucking one, with cruel smiles they drove their own massive pillars into, Aimili's already stuff ass.
"That's it girls really give it to that child killer," Akane shouted over to them. While it is still a brutal rape, Aimili is still a child killer and doesn't deserve any pity. Why in the world should you treat someone like they're worth something when they're not. (1)
Selane watched the action from a window looking into the room. Kodachi and several Ranko's were with her. She was cleaned up and healed up from her rape by the hands of the Ranko's guarding the mine she and he late friend tried to steal from.
"Well are you ready to talk or do we toss you in and not pull you out for a couple of days," Kodachi ask.
"How can she that all of that?" Selane ask watching as Aimili screamed her head off from the brutal fucking she's getting.
"Oh she has a spell on her that allows her to take that. But of course it doesn't stop her from feeling the pain, which is the whole point of this. We only send women who have done crimes that deserve this kind of punishment. But of course what's happening to that child killer only happens when you done something really bad," Kodachi explains.
"I'll tell you everything that, I know about Jewel's gang," Selane said not wanting to go into that room.
"Good, I know you will," Kodachi said.
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Author's Notes -
1 – I know what you're thinking about this going too far. But someone who hurts or kills children should be treated like trash. Like those priest who rape boys should be ass fuck till they bleed like they did to those boys. No wait they might like that, since they're that sick.
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