Chapter 136 – The Slave Stable

Entering the prisoner-of-war camp, the atmosphere grows even more bizarre.

First, the smell. It is exactly that of a livestock barn—a stench like a mixture of old straw and herbivore dung. Added to that is a sour, sticky aroma that paradoxically incites sexual arousal. The scent is so thick it creates the illusion of stepping inside the gut of some giant organism.

This is the symbolic facility of the beast-like Niosebuk—a place where human ethics are completely ignored for the sake of national expansion. Just imagining the countless women imprisoned here, violated day and night, forced to conceive children of unknown fathers...

...My righteous indignation knows no bounds!

Looking around the entrance, I found several men who appeared to be camp administrators and killed them all. A fitting end for such scum. Confirming there were no other enemies to deal with, I proceeded down the corridor.

There, I encountered a woman. She wore clothes that were nothing more than rags and carried cleaning supplies like buckets and mops. Her long hair was disheveled and clearly unkempt. Her legs were bare, without even shoes, and her knees and toes were covered in raw wounds. It was obvious at a glance that she was forced into harsh labor. The word "slave" fit this girl perfectly.

"Do they even leave the maintenance of the facility to the captive women? This treatment is simply...!"

Tamagushi, accompanying me, could not hide her disgust. She seemed shocked that a fellow woman could be treated so horribly, but this proved she possessed a decent conscience, which was a good sign.

"Is this your first time seeing the inside?" 

"I was told that a Princess must not enter such lowly domains. I... I didn't have much interest myself... I'm sorry!"

Tamagushi had her position as a Princess to consider. There was no point in blaming her.

More importantly, the moment the captive woman’s eyes met mine, they filled with fear. She was afraid of men. It didn't matter who the man was or what his intentions were; she was simply terrified.

"U-um...!"

the slave-like cleaning girl’s voice trembled. She hiked up her rag-like clothes. Originally, the hem didn't even cover half her thighs, but by pulling them up, her entire lower body was exposed. She wore no underwear, and her crotch had clearly been handled so roughly and so often that it was swollen and discolored, looking far older than her years.

"...Um, if my pussy—worn out and broken from over-use—is acceptable to you, please use it...! It might be loose and not feel very good, but I’ll try my hardest to squeeze it tight so you can enjoy yourself...!"

Please don't hit me... The unspoken words seemed to follow.

In response to her... I thrust my penis deep into her vaginal depths, just as invited.

"Hyaah! Hieeeeeeeee...!?"

The sensation of the insertion was like putting it into the mouth of a dead catfish. In short, it didn't feel good. After being violated and toyed with by so many men, the function of her genitals had been worn down through sheer overuse.

"Ah... ah... ah...!"

Even her moans sounded fake and rehearsed. As far as sex goes, it was of the lowest category. However, if I stopped there, my pride as a man would be ruined.

First, I stripped away her rags to make her completely naked... and then I used my skills as a [Pole Master], such as [Bed Master], [God Hand], and [Sexual Critical Rate Up (Extra Large)], to force her stats back up.

"Ngh! Ahhhhhhhhh... ❤️❤️ Ah-hnh! ❤️❤️ Ahhh! ❤️❤️"

Thanks to the skills, her voice began to take on a genuine, syrupy quality. The condition of her vagina improved from "dead catfish" to "living catfish." The more her own sensitivity rose, the better the stimulation became for me.

"Ahhhhhhhhh! ❤️❤️ Hiee! ❤️❤️ A-hnh! ❤️❤️"

My own mood finally hit a peak, so I didn't miss the chance. I put strength into my loins and unleashed the product of my testicles through the pipe.

"Ohooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!! ❤️❤️"

A genuine scream of ecstasy broke from the slave girl’s lips. Simultaneously, my [Sex Charge] and [Sex Boost] activated, gently caring for her damaged body.

"Hah... what? My body...!?"

Her body, which had been withered like an old woman's from being treated as a disposable tool at such a young age, regained its suppleness. The raw wounds all over her disappeared, and the condition of her vagina was completely resurrected. It gripped me tightly, yet slickly and erotically.

Now, the real show begins. I drive my stake back into the canal that has regained its feminine charm! Round two: Start!

"Oho! ❤️❤️ Ohooooooooo!! ❤️❤️ Oho-ho-ho-ho! ❤️❤️"

Regaining her vitality, the slave girl let out animalistic moans.

"What is this?! ❤️❤️ It feels so good! ❤️❤️ I didn't know a pussy could feel this amazing! ❤️❤️ My pussy feels so gooooooood!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

The Niosebuk scum probably only knew how to rape; they never taught her what true sex felt like. Sex is only "the real thing" when both man and woman feel good together. If you've never had real sex, you're essentially a virgin. That means Niosebuk is a nation of nothing but virgin brats.

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ My pussy! ❤️❤️ Things are happening inside that have never happened before!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ It feels so good! Every time your cock squelches, I feel like I'm twisting and exploding inside!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️"

This time, my penis was truly stimulated by her own vaginal power, so I poured my worldly desires into the "baby-room" at the back of her canal without holding back.

"Ngh! ❤️❤️ Hiee-ho! ❤️❤️ Hoiiiiiiiii!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Her small rear trembling, the slave girl reached a climax of pure ecstasy. She had carved into her body the pleasure of a woman—a pleasure she could never have tasted while being enslaved as a prisoner. Thanks to that, [Sex Charge] and [Sex Boost] took even better effect; her ruined skin became as smooth as flowing milk.

This was her original potential. Ultimately, my skills don't grant a partner more beauty than they were meant to have; it’s simply that the Niosebuk who ravaged her were so sinful.

"Hah... ❤️❤️ Haaah... ❤️❤️"

The moment I pulled out, semen sprayed from her canal with the force of a water gun. It meant her vaginal pressure had returned to peak condition.

"U-um... thank you for your cock... ❤️❤️ It felt wonderful... ❤️❤️ Thank you for bestowing mercy upon this female slave's pussy... ❤️❤️"

I wonder if those were the lewd words she was trained to say after the act. Usually, they would be hollow words spoken only to avoid being hit, but today, I felt they held a core of sincerity.

"No, thank you for the great pussy and ass." 

"Hya-ai...!?"

Healthy human relationships are born from greetings and gratitude. Caught off guard by a phrase she likely hadn't heard in years, the slave girl stood stunned.

"Now then, I want to go where the other captive women are. Can you guide me?" 

"Y-yes! But I'm in the middle of cleaning...!"

If she was late, she’d be beaten or denied food. Her tone implicitly suggested such fears.

"It's okay. The men who would do such horrible things to you are gone now." 

"Eh?"

They are gone from this world entirely.

"So don't worry about the cleaning and just guide me. ...Ah, but before that, take care of the 'cleaning blowjob'."

Make sure that kind of cleaning is thorough.

"Ah, yes... nom... ❤️" 

"And Tamagushi, since we're in a prisoner facility, why don't you dress like a female captive too?"

Faced with this sudden, mysterious request, Tamagushi looked bewildered. "Um... what would 'dressing like a female captive' entail?" 

"Like her, who is currently sucking my cock."

The slave girl was diligently licking away the semen and juices from my penis. She was currently stark naked after I had stripped her. Tamagushi looked as though she understood...

"To know I am a Princess and yet ask me to act like a prisoner... Sir Sao, you certainly know how to handle me. ...I will accept any disgrace if it is your wish... ❤️❤️"

She stripped off her clothes on the spot. Accompanied by the naked Tamagushi and the slave girl—whom I didn't allow to get dressed—I proceeded further into the prisoner camp.

"Um... my clothes...!?" 

"You shouldn't ever wear those rags again."

I’ll find her some proper clothes later.

After walking down the corridor for a while, we hit a steel door. It opened with a heavy, groaning creak. Beyond it lay a sight that could only be described as a "human ranch."

Chained, their limbs robbed of freedom. Hundreds of women were lined up, forced to lower their heads and thrust out their rears. It was as if they were labeled: "Insert Freely." This was the female prisoner detention facility Niosebuk was so proud of. A state-run breeding ground where humans were treated like livestock...!

"Most of the women capable of pregnancy are stuffed into this room. Um... would you like to... perform the 'breeding'?" the slave girl asked timidly.

I walked through the stable—there was no other word for it—in silence. Naked women were lined up in orderly rows. They were positioned with their rears facing me for easy violation; it was like a display shelf for female asses. Their legs were tied wide apart so their holes were exposed, making the act easier.

"..........."

I picked out a rear that caught my eye and thrust my loins toward the inner pussy.

Since I entered from behind, I hadn't even seen the face of my partner yet. A pained moan escaped her. I didn't care. The impact made her flesh ripple.

"Kuh...! Ungh...! I... I'll kill you...!"

She spoke with the tone of someone being raped by force. She probably thought I was just another Niosebuk soldier coming to raid her. Since we hadn't seen each other's faces, it couldn't be helped. I quickened my pace, making her ass ring out.

"Ngh! ❤️❤️ Eh? What? The back of my cervix is throbbing! Every time you thrust... what is this cock?! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

No matter how much a woman tries to close her heart or resist rape, there is no woman in all creation who can completely ignore the thrusting of a skill-stacked [Pole Master].

"Oh! ❤️❤️ Hiee-ohh! ❤️❤️ Ah-hnh! ❤️❤️ Hieeeeeeeee!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

The woman being violated by an "enemy soldier" began to let out a syrupy, sweet voice. At least, that’s what she thought was happening.

"It's no good...!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ It's rape! It's rape, yet my body is craving the semen!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️"

To be toyed with and have your body crave the semen of someone you hate must be an unbearable humiliation. Regardless of her inner conflict, I poured the semen into the depths of her canal.

"Ngh! ❤️❤️ Hieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

She has endured hard days after being captured by beasts, so she deserves to experience something this good. But it's not enough. I must devise my own form of salvation for the women brought to a place like this.

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