Inside a certain hut, there were a sweet moaning and heavy panting.
A sound of flesh hitting flesh.
Like a bag of water being thrown.
It's a dirty sound of a male's muscular thighs slapping against a female's ass.
It's the sound of sex, committed in position called doggy style.
A Hilichurl was thrusting his hips toward the female's.
As his very erected grotesque genital was grinding the female's hole throughout, the female, a human, one would call, seemed to love it so much.
"…cumming…Ahhh!"
This marked a third orgasm for her today.
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In Galesong Hill, Mondstadt, there lied a subarea known as Dadaupa Gorge. It was the place known for being dangerous, inhabited by a large number of Hilichurls.
Normally, no human would dare to venture into their territory, unless they're the adventurers, or some glory seeker who would seek out a trophy by defeating the monsters.
However, there was a certain human, a female who dare to come here.
The sentries were surprised when she just appeared in front of their camp one day. In fully armored clothes.
There was a strange thing about this female that she approached to them, quite brazenly.
No weapon in her hands.
Even when she was surrounded, there was not a hint of distress on her face.
On the contrary, there was…an anticipation.
At first, they were curious why such a female has come to them.
Until her next action completely caught them off guard.
In a smooth motion, the female removed her clothes and armors, revealing her very naked body in front of them.
They could not understand why the human's doing this.
They then picked up a certain fragrant.
A scent of genitals in heat.
They could see that the female was excited. Very excited. From the way her body was trembling. How she was breathing heavily.
The next thing she did was laying herself on the ground. Legs opened as wide as they could.
There was no doubt about it, this female was humbling herself before them, asking for their copulation.
In Hilichurl's daily life, their main activities were hunting or fighting on the arena to show their strength, until they were introduced to the mating.
Their female counterparts usually hid themselves in remote, deepest parts of the wild, in a secret cave or so. The copulation only came at the designated period. But only the ones with strongest physical attributes were chosen.
By such custom, the unchosen humanoids left with their pent-up energy. It explained why they're easily got agitated when encountering the humans.
Therefore, with a certain female with her sexual organs readied to serve, comprehension dawned upon them.
They felt how very lucky they were when this human came before them and offered her body.
Unbeknown to them, the female who gave herself to them willingly was a well-known figure in Mondstadt.
Jean was her name. She was an Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, a defender of Mondstadt.
But to the monsters, she was merely a female human with a blond hair.
A human that couldn't bear their offsprings, however, it didn't discourage them from using her body.
In the hut known as the comfort hut, the monster was plowing the said female from behind.
When one was done, another would take its place.
Before the mating, they often grabbed Jean's thigh and groped it.
The figure of her charmed them. A long slender back. Thin waist, springy butt. Beautiful long legs. Such warm and thick flesh.
More importantly, her voluptuous breasts. Something that these monsters didn't see much.
Jean's well-proportioned body often entertained them more than her own pussy.
Her ass was nice too. Every time they squeezed, the female would gasp happily, or begging for more when they spank it.
Her vagina wrapped their cock with its juicy wet walls. It raised the excitement to a new certain height. They wanted to savour for as long as they could before they pump the hot seeds into her.
"Noohm! You cum is washing over me."
The dirty, vulgar language coming out from her mouth as she was happily taking cumshot inside her like it's nothing.
Their semens are flowing...deep inside...my womb...
My insides are being dirtied...once more…
After a fourth partner, Jean was already spent. Yet, the waiting queue outside was still long.
She soon stuck her butt out to them, inviting the next male.
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After making a few adjustments between my work time and my 'rest and recreation', I was able to go out of the city more often in the name of patrolling.
While outside, I'd often stop by a Hilichurl camp or an outpost to mate.
The sex was wild and loose.
The moment I'd start to reach orgasm, the other would pull out and the next one would stick his cock in.
My body shook with pleasure when they came inside me.
Smelly. Thick. Always came in large volume.
Initially, Lisa had joined me along, however, due to the piling works and different work schedule, I went to them all by myself.
I was quite nervous at first, being alone, surrounded by those humanoid monsters, by those…erected, grotesque genitals…
But…I soon gave myself up to their sexual brutality. Without Lisa was there to see how scandalous and depraved I have become, I let myself unwind.
I removed the weapon, the knight uniform and undergarments to show my submission.
While stark naked, a heavy collar was put around my neck.
An item that defined who…what I was to them, my Masters; A female pet. A slave. Whichever they fancied.
Different Masters. Their penises, fat, long, every shape imaginable. I happily sucked and rubbed them all over my face.
My heart always raced with anticipation when I laid my back on the ground, legs spread. Or when I bent my back over, on all fours like a dog.
I begged them to fuck me harder, and moaned for their semen.
Each new fresh cock made me want more and more, until I was lost in a daze.
Even when I was fallen asleep out of exhaustion, they would still use my body.
When I woke up, I could feel the animal hide that I slept on was soaking wet.
The evidence of bestial mating was overflowing and clinging onto my skin. The weight in my womb and my ass.
Even my mouth, my breath was reeked of it, the smell, the stench…ahh, it's amazing…I got aroused by it…
Whether I was in one of their huts or outside, I spent all day spreading my legs.
And the sex…wasn't all that simple. It somehow got more…creative.
I didn't know it's their instinct, or got influenced thanks to a certain witch.
They fucked me in many different sexual positions that not even animals would make. Over and over again.
The craziest one I ever had was how they held my entire body upside down. Completely suspense in the air, with my head right above their erected genital, while my crotch was right next to their mouth. When they put their long tongue inside me, I reluctantly did the same to theirs.
It was bizarre, difficult to breathe when their length filled in my throat. My entire face was hot as blood rushing down to the head. Yet it aroused me greatly.
Or when my lower body was connecting with my master, he ordered me to move, to walk with just my two hands. It baffled me, but since I didn't want to upset them. I put strength in my arms and tried to move.
Just like that, I literally walked around the camp. I moved like a wheelbarrow while he's holding my opened legs by his waist.
It was downright humiliating and shameful, but my heart only got excited…it felt amazing…when his cock hit all over the places inside my belly…he didn't stop his hips…he just didn't stop…
We did that obscene walk for a few more rounds until my arms gave up on me…
Their recent favourite play was how they'd threw me into a puddle of wet mud. Wooden fences were placed around it. Similar to their livestock pen, it appeared that I was becoming one as well.
The mud was smelled like dung and slippery. It forced me to stay down, unable to get up properly. I could only crawl slowly in the mud…like a pig…
With my vulnerability was displayed like that, my Masters proceeded to enter the pen and then fuck me right there and then.
They did it with more vigor than they did indoor. And I was forced to take two or three of them at the same time.
Rather having sex, I felt they were impaling me with raw hard rods instead.
I couldn't do anything.
I could only grunt and moan, like I was a whore…no, a sow.
A sow that was copulating with one and another, wallowing itself in it.
When it's raining, they still fucked me in that muddy puddle without a care.
The contrast between the cold rain and the hotness inside me…it felt good.
My face smeared with semen and urine as my whole body was covered in muck and mud.
I was a woeful clutter.
And my Masters still fucked me with all their might. Without a shed of concern. When one was done, they would let another taking their place and then going on with the next activity of the day.
I should hate this.
I should have told them to stop.
But I didn't…why?
Mother, why…?
Even though I'm being abused like this, it feels so good...
Why does it feel so good?
You have taught me so many things.
But you never teach me about this...
My common senses screamed at me that it's something shouldn't be done…
Then again…it's not too bad…to be treated like this…like a plaything…
It only came to me later that how bizarre it was when I have accepted it with ease.
Was it because it simply felt good?
Or was I born for this?
Maybe I was a mere lowly livestock all along?
And when my Masters had enough of me and then…
My imagination ran wild, thinking that I would be roasted and get eaten once they got bored of me.
By that delusional thought, I squirted with my thighs spread open.
My orgasm invited more vigorous thrusting.
I screamed with all of my strength as they're ejaculating over me, filling inside my pussy and my ass to the brim.
It was crazy. Despite the fact that the human could not conceive the monster's seeds, it felt as if my womb truly did…
It was really…something…
Regardless of the perverted and crazy things that my Masters have done to me, they were not…bad hosts.
When it's time to eat, they provided me plenty of fruits and their cooked dishes (although they're suspicious looking).
The taste was…unique. I guessed the taste buds between a human and a Hilichurl were different.
And when the sex was done, they'd placed me by a water pot so I can use it to clean my body.
My Masters surprised me that they even helped bathing me as well.
Even though it's a small gesture, and yet, I felt so happy…
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It was an exciting double life. Being an Acting Grand Master in the day, and then in the night time, putting that title and social status away, I returned to a woman…a bitch…in heat…
Naked as the day I was born, I blended myself in with the nature, drinking the fresh water by the river, meeting up with the Hilichurls and embrace them.
Frankly, I was getting addicted to it.
It was once a week. Then twice.
And then thrice…
I was considering that I might go up to four times…
Making myself absent for a whole day before returning to the city, just to have brazen, unrepentant monster sex. It's definitely not something that the Acting Grand Master would do.
It's a good thing that I had Lisa. She was my best friend that I could count on. Whenever I ask her to take over the office, she was happily to do it.
Yes, it might not a healthy lifestyle. Everyone would find it disturbing, or even disgusted.
But can you deny such sensation?
Like coffee, every morning you woke up, you would reach for that stimulant drink first before a piece of bread.
Every sex, every copulation always permeated with pleasure.
The kind of pleasure that would be impossible for a human to give (even though I did not have sex with a man at all).
They're strong, long and thick. And seemed to have endless stamina.
It felt amazing.
Overwhelming taste and smell.
It felt…really amazing…
Even you didn't teach me, mother. I'm starting to understand why…
'For Mondstadt, as always.'
That was the family's motto.
It's the family's duty, to work hard for the sake of people.
At least today, please allow me to do what I want, for the sake of my own.
It's not like I was forsaking my duty.
All I needed was a…little change of pace. A relaxation. A little…rebellion.
My knight uniform, something that grounded me to work every day.
Removing it was able to returned me to a woman…
To do these indecent, whorish acts…
To get myself dirty.
The more I did it. The more I saw it's a privilege, not a disadvantage.
The feel of being penetrated repeatedly. Making my head go blank, no need to worry about anything.
To be able to feel their warm. To feel their love.
It made me feel more…alive.
Funny enough. For some reason, I started to remember my mother's teaching.
'Everything has positive and negative consequences.'
To my own thought at the time, I already assumed that I have suffered the negative side when the Hilichurls took away my first time. Now I simply enjoy and be satisfied in this shameless joy.
It wasn't long until I would truly face the real consequence of it…
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It was a day when my Masters decided to take me out for a stroll.
It frightened me. I thought my secret would be exposed if we're happened to encounter humans, until they put the something all over my body.
It was black mud, soft and watery, like paint. They applied it on me from head to toe. They then used the white paint, drawing certain patterns over my limbs, over my tummy and my breasts. They're…quite suggestive.
When it's finally done, I took a look at my reflection by a water pot.
Amazingly, my whole appearance had changed into something else.
I was no longer a human, but a Hilichurl, a female Hilichurl.
And the last item to complete the setup: a Hilichurl mask.
Unlike the ones they're wearing, the symbol on my mask was [女奴].
I truly didn't know what it means…
When I assumed my Masters would also provide me their tribal clothes, they didn't. Instead, the iron collar and the leash were stayed on.
I raised no objection as my heart was about to burst, since this was something I'd ever done for the very first time in my life. (Maybe it's a second time, but doing this in broad daylight?)
My own thoughts and imagination ran wild, numbing my mind.
Just like that, they tugged me forward, forcing me to go outside along with t my Masters while stark naked.
It's a stroll.
A stroll that I genuinely wished from happen ever again.
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They took me to one of their outposts. There, they tied me up to a suitable place and started to gangbang me.
Once everyone stationing in that outpost had their fill, I was taken to another place.
Despite my body was stained heavily in their fluids, my Masters didn't want me to wash it off yet.
The process was repeated. Even when we happened to meet some patrol or hunting group on the road. My Masters would allow them to use me.
I became an obedient cum-dumpster for them.
Even when my womb was full of semen, it didn't stop them from forcing more cum inside me.
It was embarrassing to say that I'd wetted myself and almost passed out from constant orgasms.
By the afternoon, I was completely covered in semen and other fluids. The awful smell reeked heavily, especially under the mask; it was hard to breathe.
It's unbearable, but my Masters still didn't allow me to wash it off. As if they're enjoying looking at my disgraceful appearance.
This humiliation…or rather, I only felt the excitement from embarrassment.
Not only that, I was made to swallow nothing but their sticky, clumped solid cum for a whole day.
Overall, it wasn't all that bad…
Just when I thought the stroll would come to an end soon…a dreadful thing happened.
A couple of patrolling knights. How come they are here?!
No…we're near the populated area. Of course, there would be a patrol!
Indulging myself in pleasure, I was too late to realize this. I want to slap myself for this.
Like waking up from a dream, a torrent of thoughts came at me like wrecking ball.
What should I do? What should I do?!
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"Beru si?" The Masters tucked her lease to keep moving.
"Yaya…no…bad…bad! No." The female Hilichurl tried communicate with a few learned words and body language.
However, it only made her Masters agitated.
They hit her buttstock with their club, forcing her to move.
It's okay. It's okay. I'm wearing a Hilichurl mask. They wouldn't know who I am. They wouldn't.
After convincing herself, Jean reluctantly continued her steps.
The vanguards soon spotted the humans. There was a rapid exchange between them, Jean couldn't fully understand it.
Then there was laughing between those two.
All of sudden, Jean got pushed down.
Just before she could register what's happening, her head was already pinched down, and her bottom was raised up by her Masters.
"W-what are you doing?"
When she looked up, she saw their blatant intention.
"No…not here! Not in front of them!"
But the show has already begun.
"No. No…!" She whimpered.
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"I never thought that there would be a day I would be out here and patrolling with you."
"What's wrong about that?"
"N-nothing. It's just…when Huffman called me out. I thought there was gonna some secret covert mission. "
"If you want to do it, then why don't you ask for a transfer? The Reconnaissance Company always needed a hand."
"Well, Captain Eula did pretty much of the job. So I don't think they would need any hand now."
"Uh-huh."
"I'm serious! It's not like I was scared or anything!"
When Bruce was going on and on with the excuse, Miles suddenly halted his steps.
"Hey, what is that over there?"
"Are those…Hilichurls? What are they doing?"
Upon approaching closers, the two chubby knights were shock by the sight in front of them.
A Hilichurl forced itself upon a pinched down Hilichurl with moving hips.
"Are they mating…? No, they're violating their…female?"
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No stop! They are looking at us. They are looking at me! Stop. Please!
She screamed out, but none of her voice actually came.
Jean was in a feral position, wanting bury her head into the ground. Unfortunately, the bestial thrusting was ongoing and ever stronger.
The obscene sight certainly shocked the knights, but they soon recomposed themselves.
"Should we save it…her?" Miles asked.
"Uh…"
Just when the Knights of Favonius decided their course of action, a voice called up from behind.
"I suggest that you shouldn't."
The startling knights looked back, seeing a certain bearded man, wearing a green-colored Adventurer uniform.
"S-Stanley?"
Standing by the knights' location, the adventurer squeezed his eyes to the provocative sight, until he sighed.
"I see, a female hilichurl…"
In the city, Stanley was known as a legendary adventurer. He often recited his adventuring stories whenever people talk to him.
But in truth, 'Stanley' here was not actually Stanley. His real name was Hans Archibald, a companion of Stanley's during their trip to Mare Jivari.
To save Hans' life, Stanley sacrificed his own, an act that has haunted the man to this day.
Desperate to keep the memory of Stanley alive, Hans took up Stanley's name and started spreading stories of him as if they were his own.
Despite being a fake, his experience in adventuring was not a lie.
"Stanley…do you know what's happening here?" Miles asked.
"A female Hilichurl out in the open like this means it's infertile. It cannot conceive its offspring."
"So why they are…violating her?" Bruce asked.
"Because failing such purpose as a female, the only thing it can do for its tribe is to become…a slave."
"Then all the more reason we should save it!"
"The thing is…" Stanley took a deep breath.
"Years ago, when I and Sta—I mean, my partner, we have rescued a female hilichurl from the abuse just like that, but it simply returned to her tribe later on when we weren't looking."
"Damn…"
"That's a sad fate for the unfortune female Hilichurl."
"And taking a female away would cause them very agitate. They may not only attack us, but the village nearby as well."
Stanley's word made the knights to reconsider.
"I hate to say this. All we can do now is…stay away from them. This is something human cannot involve."
"But the Hilichurls don't move. They just keep…doing that!"
"I don't know…I think they are mocking us."
"Like 'hey look at us. We have a female to fuck and you don't…'"
There was a beat.
"Shit!"
W-why are they still standing there?
The respectable men whom Jean knew professionally, somehow only stood by and watched.
But maybe this is the best. I don't want any conflict happen in front of me…but…
"Guk!"
His long nails dug into her bare butts.
She felt the eyes of the whole world on her, watching her body connected with a monster, the overwhelming feeling of humiliation sending uncontrollable quivers down her spine.
May be this is my punishment.
From indulging myself into such taboo.
Intoxicating myself by this guilty pleasure…
"Nghii! Ighiii!"
Undignified screams escaped through the space of Jean's clenched teeth, as large amount of white was dripping down between Jean's thighs.
As the Hilichurl's movements grew more and more intense, Jean let out a vulgar scream.
"Damn dude, are you having a boner?"
"O-of course not!" He promptly denied. The weather is too hot, after all.
"I gotta say…that Hilichurl has got a nice body…like a woman…just like Master Jean." Bruce said.
"Dude, are you serious?" The men showed disgusted by such thought.
"There is no way Master will do this!"
"Yeah, sorry…sorry…"
"Are we really just gonna stand here?"
"As cruel as it looked, this is Hilichurls' affair. We cannot intervene." Stanley repeated. While he didn't want a fighting erupt, but also protecting himself.
There was a rustling noise behind the humans.
"What is that?"
Everyone soon looked at the new arrival being. Something that no one would have seen in their life before.
It was a boar, but the size was enormous. Black brown, stained with muck and dirt. It was uglier than any wild boar they have seen. And the stench, it was awful.
"Where did that thing come from?"
"It possibly came down from Dragonspine."
The sight of humans and monsters didn't scare it away.
As a matter of fact, it came here it was lured by a certain scent.
Yes, a female scent. Something that invoke its primal instinct.
The wikd boar brazenly approached the pinched down Hilichurl and then, using its tongue to lick that swollen bottom part.
"Eek?!"
It's licking me!
Jean struggled. The sensation was too great.
Is that his…penis?
It's so twisty…like a corkscrew. It looked nothing like a penis…
Why am I making such a serious observation?
Only then Jean noticed the action of her Masters.
What are you…?
"The Hilichurls…what are they doing…?" The knight asked.
"Are they…oh no…"
This…isn't happening…! Her face turned grim.
The furry beast started to climb onto Jean's back, its front legs were pressing onto her heavily and painful.
I need to get away!
However, the Hilichurls stopped and pinched her right where she was, on all fours, her very place was there for everyone to see, and for the beast.
"No please…!" She pleaded loud enough just for her Masters to hear, but none of them seemed to respond. "Don't make me do this!"
I want to scream out. But if I do it…
Then everyone…my secret will be exposed…
No. no…no. no. no!
She desperately tried to push it away, but throughout the day, all the sex has drained all of her strength. At the moment, she was simply a damsel in distress, a helpless female.
The tip of it began to push in…
Someone. Save me!
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*whoop!*
A sharp whistling in the air, and then…a thud.
A sound of powerful penetration through the thick flesh and then damaging the internal organs of the feral beast.
The animal screeched momentary before it succumbed to the darkness
It was slayed by a large javelin.
All heads turned to the origin of the projectile.
There stood a certain Hilichurl, or a Mitachurl, judging by its towering height and physically larger than average ones.
Is that…him?
The scars on his arm…
The mask with red mane. It is him!
A few weeks back, Jean has encountered such Hilichurl just like him. Like the others, he treated her rough, and yet, there was a hint of affection. It left her with deep impression.
He has grown so big now. Like a Mitachurl.
And he…has saved me.
"Ahhh…"
Like there was a life force has infused into Jean, she quickly run to his side before her Masters could stop her.
Jean hugged him fully with affection.
That action certainly did not make Jean's Masters happy, but before they could raise their voices…
With just one deadly glare from the alpha male, the Hilichurls were shy and soon scattered away the scene.
"Wow...I guess…the Hilichurl…prince has come to the rescue." Miles said, chuckling.
"I'm glad..." Stanley let out a relief sigh.
"Thank…" Jean stopped there, fearing that the knights could hear her.
Oh, how do I say thank you to him?
"Mosi mita."
The Hilichurl didn't show react much.
After a few seconds, Jean remembered there're words that…to express your feeling.
"Mi…muhe ye."
"Mi muhe ye." She repeated.
Without a warning, he lifted Jean's mask, enough to reveal her mouth and then started kissing her.
"Jeez! Get a room you two." Miles showed a sarcastic smile.
"Come on, lets get out of here." Stanley said.
Just before they could walk away.
A feminine cry was made.
When they turned, they were shocked by the sight.
The female Hilichurl was being held up by the legs, exposing fully of her body as well as her sex was about to connecting to the male's.
"W-whoa. Whoa! Are those two gonna…do it here…?"
Nooo! Doing it in such embarrassing position!
With no way to raise a voice of protest, Jean was placed right where she should be. Her sensitive folds once more enveloped a foreign meaty rod, which arguably thicker and larger than everyone else.
"Hmmm! Geehhhh!"
His stiff and hot glans is hitting my womb.
Just seconds pass once his length was fully inside Jean, he started moving right away. Hard and fast.
His thrusting like trying to scrap all the semen out of me.
His stiff, hard, veiny, raw cock…strongly kissed the deepest parts of my pussy repeatedly…
"Hng! Awww-ahhh! NNGG-AHH!"
It's no good. My voice will come out!
"Is a female Hilichurl ever this…sexy?" Bruce asked. "It looks like a human rather a monster…"
"Not that I am…aware of…" Stanley replied.
Even though it's something that human shouldn't enjoy, and yet, it has fascinated them.
They were engrossed to such provocative sight and unconsciously finding themselves turned on by this.
Everyone is watching me…having sex!
The feel of having my pussy ravaged while being watched…it's so exultant.
"Igh…!"
She could see the visible bulge in their pants.
I'm hopeless…even in such miserable situation. My body is shivering…
Everyone, please. Watch me.
Look at me. Your perverted Acting Grand Naster is copulating with a Hilichurl, like a wanton woman. Like a bitch in heat!
"Uhgn…! HNN! MNNN!"
"What a sow. Willing to be mated by everyone like that."
?!
Jean was completely caught by surprise but a second later, that voice was not spoken in a human language.
"[You're supposed to be my mate. But you are willing to open your legs to everyone like a sow.]"
Is that…his voice?
He is speaking to me.
I can understand what he's saying.
How?
"[I guess the only way now is to punish you.]"
How come I can understand the Hilichurl's language?
And he's right…I can't even deny him…
"Hn-giii!"
No good! My head is melting. I don't know what's going on anymore.
The Knights, the people of Mondstadt are still watching me…
Watch me as he is going to impregnant me.
Look at me. I'll cum…
Ahh, cumming….Cumming!
"A! A a ~A~AAAAAHHHHHHH! ! !"
Just like that, the enthralled men silently stared at the ejaculation, or something similar to an eruption, the semen of the alpha Hilichurl gushing out with great volume, and following was the…pissing show from the female.
Her urine sailed gracefully through the air and landed squarely on the ground.
The whole world could see Jean's utter delight expression if the Hilichurl's mask wasn't there.
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Afterward, the male carried the female, who appeared to be unconscious, over his shoulder and walked away.
The knights and adventurers simply watched them leave until they're out of sight.
"Well…that was…weird…" Miles let out a huge sigh, feeling that he's just got out of some sort of spellbinding….
"I have to say…the sex between those two is kinda wild, isn't it?" Bruce said.
What he got in return was the dumbfounded expression.
"S-Should we report to Master Jean about this?" Miles asked the question.
"You idiot! She is too busy with all kinds of affair." Bruce promptly said. "She doesn't need to know this."
And it'd be too…awkward to report such incident.
"Everyone agree?"
A mutter of agreement was made with unanimously.
"Boy…I think I'd need some heavy drinks to forget all this." Stanley massaged his temper.
"Me too."
"Let's hit the Angel's Share then."
That incident in their mind would soon be washed away by the best and heavy alcohol.
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After the twilight, the night sky soon settled in, when torches and campfire started lifting, the Hilichurls heard the rustling noises nearby.
"[Ah Leader, you're back.]" A blue-skinned Hilichurl called out, recognizing the figure.
"[Who is that with you?]"
"[This woman is Jean. She is my mate. But she has fooled around with everyone so much, like a sow.]" The hilichurl removed Jean's mask. Her presence quickly became the center of attention.
"[I think it's best to let you guys have a go at her as well.]"
"[…neat!]"
Just like that, with Jean's naked body was laying on the ground, not as the strong woman she used to be, was at their mercy…
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"[She is good at giving blowjob!]"
"[She is sucking it like it's the most delicious thing she ever had.]"
"[Her pussy feels amazing too. It's so tight!]"
"[Haah, this bitch is enjoying it! I don't think we are punishing her at all!]"
"[I can feel her pussy is throbbing hard. I think she's about to cum!]"
"Ugh…kugh!"
Cumming, she did. It was not surprising, since she got fucked relentlessly.
Jean tried to kept up the wild pace as her hips moving along.
"[She's a strange one but she's an amazing one. She smells good too.]"
"[When did you find her, Leader?]"
"[It's a blessing from the Wind. Treat her well.]"
In a way, they did it at first but everyone soon got carried away as the sex grew more aggressive, bearing no sense or restraint.
They used their cocks to attack her womb without mercy, as they were making her cum every time.
Even when she was too numbed to move, she got fucked rougher and harder.
The pleasure was overbearing.
Jean has lost count of her own orgasms.
Having both of her nipples sucked on by her monster's friends as she rode a cock felt incredible.
The pleasures escalated into a state so fierce and so messy that it almost didn't make sense to her.
It was excessive and worn out her body as she got spitroasted by a pair of well-endowed humanoids.
She came with an overload of sensations and pressures she had no way of denying it.
When everyone had their turns, he was the final one.
Her limbed body was easily lifted up.
Like the first time she's done it with a Mitachurl, Jean was steadily guided toward his erected cock.
The different this time that her rear hole would serve him instead.
When the entire length of his cock entered, Jean groaned from the heavy pressure she felt from, but surprisingly, there was no pain.
Probably because she has done with anal sex multiple times, but the size was nothing comparing to this.
As soon as he plugged Jean's ass from behind, he shoved the blowing horn's smaller end directly into her vagina.
"Kyaahh!" Jean was completely bewildered.
Her juices and his tribesmen's semen were flowing out freely from the horn's opened end like a barrel got punctuated, spilling out the content.
This is…too cruel…!
It was awfully hurt and humiliating, but to Jean, she preferred this than doing it with a boar.
Even now, she just couldn't imagine what would happen if that beast put itself inside her.
She couldn't grasp the pleasures that kept on striking her, but she knew she wanted more of it.
The inside of my stomach...my pussy is shivering!
My ass is being spread wide!
"[How is the sex with my men, Jean?]"
Her ample breasts bounced freely. Her gasps were loud and high as she got hammered hard. Her head was held roughly by the hair. He would rip her hair out if he chose to.
"[You're a pathetic female, Jean.]"
"[You should know better than anyone else…that you're belonged to me!]"
So much was happening. It hit her with little clarity or sense, but she wanted to ride it out harder.
"[Maybe next time I will let the next beast to mount you.]"
"I'm sorry. Please punish me."
"Punish me more…Schwarz."
Schwarz. Yes, that was his name. or at least, that's the name Jean's came up with.
His mighty black fur. Large and dignified. Just like master Varkar. Maybe more than that.
"Make me forget all about it. Mark me with your scent! Mark me with your semen!"
"Mi muhe ye! Mi muhe ye!"
"[Yes. I want you too, but since you cannot conceive my child, you'll live to serve me and my men at my command.]"
My body may have been tarnished, but as long as it didn't degrade further, I was fine with anything.
"Do what you want to me."
"Rape me if you must. But please don't throw me away, Schwarz."
"I'm yours. My pussy, my ass, my mouth. Everything. They're belonged to you."
Her face twisted into the most shameless expression as she said this.
"I am…your bitch…"
For such a human being to submit, the monster roared out triumphantly as it bred her.
"I love you! Schwarz!"
"I love your fat meaty cock!"
Jean's mate grabbed her breasts from behind. He squeezed and groped them so hard as if he's trying get the milk to secrete from her.
"Schwarz! Schwarz! Schwarz…!" She called out his name again and again.
I'm so happy. I am happy that we're doing it.
Being held in his arms, I felt so secure and at ease.
I don't think there would be any place else that can give me such.
I'm glad that I was able to meet and mate with him.
"It's getting bigger!"
"You're getting bigger inside me!"
"I'm cumming!"
"Schwarz…! I'm cumming! I'm cummin…!"
When his thick hot cum was gushing up straight into Jean's bowels, she was pushed up to a new orgasmic height
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! ! !"
After Schwarz removed himself, pretty much of everything in Jean's pussy and her bowel spilled out.
Her pussy and her anal hole were gasp opened, everyone could see they're still twitching hard.
Even though they're two different species, but the young woman had turned them on again.
"[Come on, boys. Lets give our Jean some more.]"
"[Yah! I'll fuck her ass till it come loose.]"
"[I'm gonna fondle her tits and make them even bigger!]"
"[I'd like to use Jeanie's cute mouth again.]"
"[And I want to play with her hair.]"
"Haah…"
It struck Jean that her own body had become lewd to such an extent that it may not return to the former state. However, faced with such fact, Jean wasn't bothered by it at all.
"Haha…please, your cock…put it inside me. I wanted to be fucked silly…"
On all fours, Jean lifted her bottom up, while stretching her pussy out with her two fingers. Semen still oozing out of her red-pink flesh passage.
Being the only female among the monsters, Jean revealed her uncouth self to them. A bitch in heat. A slave to pleasure.
In a past month, Jean may very well had experienced more sex than the people in Mondstadt. Not with the human males though…not that she would care.
There's nothing wrong with that.
As long as she didn't cause anyone else pain, it's fine.
After all, this was her rest and recreation, her own escapism, before she would don the uniform. Returned to the office, and moved the pen onto those papers.
Even though she would strip away the armour again later on, readied to be thrust hard by thick dicks into her mouth, her pussy, her ass and her breasts.
Even that's what she's been thinking all the time while sitting behind the desk.
Even when she has become vulgar and lewd.
Even after she has yielded her heart to a certain humanoid monster.
Even if she could not go back to how she was anymore.
There's truly nothing wrong about it.
"Ravage me!"
After all, it was her choice.
"…Fuck me harder!"
It was Jean's freedom.
"I'm cumming…I'm CUMMMMMING…!"
"I'M CUMMM—AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ! ! ! !"
The night was still young as the frenzied and feverish outdoors sex continued on and non-stop.
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After that day, my life was pretty much remained unchanged.
The sign of my debauchery was cleaned off of my body after a long bath and the expense of a few shampoo bottles and soap.
Due to my period of neglecting, the paperwork was piled up ever high on the desk.
I guessed that was the negative side of it, but I didn't regret it.
For the past week, I threw myself over those papers and worked wholeheartedly. I returned to being the Acting Grand Master again.
It would be a lie if I said that I didn't go out again, to meet him, Schwarz…my hero…
However, his tribe is appeared to be a nomadic type. They're constantly on the move so I couldn't pinpoint their exact location.
During one time of searching, I happened to encounter my…masters. Well, former.
Ever since that incident, I didn't go back or want to meet them again. They seemed want to take me back however…
Remembering their cruel thing was done to me and how they would force me to go over that line, I was…angry.
Never before I was this genuinely angry, but I did.
Before they could perform any action, I just launched them all off the cliff.
I had never met them again since…
The knocking on the door came.
"Master Jean. I think there's something that you to see." A knight reported.
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In front of Mondstadt's gate, by the bridge, there were tons of fruits and food supply placed by.
"What's going on here?"
"Master Jean!" A young boy called out.
"You're…Timmie, right?" Jean vaguely remembered that the name of the boy who often played with the pigeons here on this bridge.
"The Hilichurls just placed the food and walked away." He explained.
"Did they say anything?" Ella Musk asked, finding their action was curious. This is the first time that the monsters would act like this.
"Ehhh…I think they say something like this…" Timmie recited the Hilichurl's words with some difficulty.
"We are sorry…Jan?" Ella Musk made a translation.
Hearing the name, there was a shiver run across Jean's back.
"Jan?"
"Or was it…Jen?" Ella wasn't sure. If she has heard them instead, she might make a correct translation.
"Who?"
"The Hilichurls are apologizing to someone?" The people soon talked among them.
"That's one heck of a story to tell."
The strange topic was talked for a whole day.
While a few has made speculations, there's only one, or rather, two people in Mondstadt has the answer to it. One that they would not willing to reveal in the future and ever.
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"Oh my, it must be tough being so popular, huh? Or I guess they really miss your lovely ass."
"That's not funny, Lisa."
The Witch simply laughed.
"I'm serious!"
"Oh lighten up, Jean. They were simple creatures to begin with."
"And I do believe your reputation have already exceeded than mine."
"That's…" Jean didn't know how to respond to that.
"You are amazing, Jean. Truly, you are."
Without a warning, she gave a kiss on Jean's cheek.
"I'll return to my room now."
"Lisa…!"
I was a bit shocked by her action. It was really embarrassing…
But, on the contrary, it made me a bit…happy…
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Lisa looked over a large number of pictures spread all over her table.
They were the products thanks to Lisa's new developed contraption, a Kamera with a long-focus lens, capable of taking pictures from a relative far distance.
In those photos, they captured Jean's most compromising moments. Her hips connecting to the humanoid monster's. Her face was delighted when licking those shafts. Her body screamed like she wanted to conceive their offspring.
"They said the most beautiful moment is when things are blossomed, or shiniest."
"But to me, is when they're crushed, or destroyed. It's the most memorable, the brightest and greatest spectacle…in the darkness."
"Oh Jean…have you already hit rock-bottom? Or are you still keep falling further down?"
[女奴] - nǚnú (chinese). Means: woman slave; slave-girl.