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Irina’s groans wouldn’t stop.

The instructor’s tool, digging deep into her vagina, collided with her buttocks, making a sound like meat hitting meat.

“Y-you bitch! Suddenly so tight! I’m, I’m cumming!”

The instructor’s back trembled. Irina also trembled at the hot sensation felt within her womb. Watching this, the instructor who had placed an object in Irina’s mouth only increased the speed of his back-and-forth motions little by little. The sound of the object thrusting, squishing in her throat, grew louder.

At that moment, the instructor’s semen poured into Irina’s mouth as well. Semen dripped to the floor from both ends.

The instructors each took out small pills from under their cloaks and put them in their mouths.

“Let’s keep thrusting until the drug wears off.”

The instructors switched positions and continued to explore Irina’s body.

“Isn’t the tightness incomparable to the mouth?”

“The mouth is better for warmth and wetness, though?”

Irina could only make suffocating sounds while sucking on the object.

Thwack! Thwack! Squish! Squish!

“I just want to ejaculate as much as possible and impregnate her.”

“Right, it wouldn’t be bad to see milk spraying from those huge breasts either. But His Majesty the Emperor told us to make her a bitch first.”

The instructors exchanged glances.

“Then, let’s make her cum countless times.”

Only the sounds of flesh colliding and Irina’s moans and screams echoed in the training room.

Irina dribbled yellow urine every time she reached her peak. The instructors clicked their tongues at the sight.

“She pees every time she climaxes? It wouldn’t be good if she developed this habit.”

“It’s not our business. Rather, it might be better for a bitch. It’s a definite characteristic, isn’t it?”

“Haha, that’s true.”

‘It hurts…it hurts…I can’t escape…’

“This bitch’s tightness is weakening again. Tighten up again!”

The instructor roughly slapped Irina’s breasts and buttocks.

“Drink every last drop!”

He spits semen into her mouth once more.

Tears welled up in Irina’s eyes. She felt pain and shame, but she couldn’t ignore the constant throbbing in her womb.

‘N-no, don’t say it!’

Contrary to Irina’s will, her mouth, tainted by the rough and violent act, spoke the truth.

“Ugh…I like it…It feels good…Fill me up with something hot…”

Her tongue was completely loosened, and Irina’s voice became heightened and shortened.

“P-pound me harder…do it…Ugh!”

Her back arched like a bow at the chilling pleasure that resonated throughout her body.

“In a slut’s vagina…! Deep inside…Fill it up with hot semen and make me cum…!”

“She’s completely corrupted now.”

“Indeed, she doesn’t look like that infamous knight anymore, does she?”

After a total of seventeen ejaculations, Irina’s body went limp. Her body was in a state where she couldn’t think of anything other than cumming. Occasionally, a stream of yellow liquid would pour out from her bladder, which had lost control.

She spoke in a voice driven mad by pleasure.

“..Vagina…is opening…My womb…is bursting with…semen…But I’m happy…”

Irina collapsed, drooling a mixture of semen and saliva from her mouth.

***

When Roman came to see Irina again, she looked markedly different from the first time.

Her eyes, which had been sharp like a cat that had its fish stolen, had long since lost their edge and were unfocused. She simply sat quietly, appearing somewhat docile.

“You look quite demure. It seems like a lot has happened in three days?”

Irina would have rushed at Roman before, but she only bit her lip slightly and offered no resistance.

“So…why did you come to see the bitch…”

Roman cut her off as she referred to herself as a bitch. He knew the instructors were skilled. But he hadn’t imagined it would be to this extent.

“What do you mean what for? Have you forgotten that you’re going to be in the tournament? Have you thrown away your ambition to save the princess, no, Stella, and decided to live as a bitch?”

At the mention of Stella’s name, the dying embers in her eyes flickered faintly. Stella, who had been sitting slumped, rose to her feet. She seemed quite weak, staggering as she stood. It was impossible to imagine that she had once been a knight.

Roman, as if disgusted, violently slapped Irina’s breasts, which were hanging limply like rice cakes.

At that moment, Roman couldn’t help but doubt his own eyes. Irina was already dribbling urine just from being hit in the breasts. As Roman looked on in shock, one of the instructors approached him, knelt, and reported.

“Your Majesty, we have instilled a new habit in the bitch, but she does not recognize Your Majesty, so please blame this insufficient servant.”

“A habit? What kind of habit have you instilled?”

“The habit of dribbling urine every time she climaxes. In an effort to create the most distinctive appearance for the bitch knight…”

At those words, Roman burst into laughter. He waved the instructor back, as if to say it was fine.

‘It’s a good habit, on the contrary. I’m already curious to see Stella as the captain of the Princess Knights.’

Roman placed an iron collar around Irina’s neck. A chain was attached to the end of the collar.

“Follow me!”

As Roman pulled the chain, Irina followed, gasping for breath. She offered no particular resistance. She also hoped to participate in the tournament.

As Irina approached the arena, the guard in front of it saluted the emperor.

“Loyalty.”

“Enough with the greetings. More importantly, where are the bitch’s weapons?”

“They are in the waiting room!”

As they entered the waiting room, the sword that Irina had used in the past had been delivered. Irina grasped the sword. But at that moment, she received a shock as if she had been electrocuted.

She had no choice but to drop the sword.

“W-what is this…! What have you done to my sword?”

Roman smirked and caressed Irina’s chest.

“I didn’t do anything special. Just a magic that prevents anyone who isn’t sexually aroused from holding it.”

At Roman’s words, Irina shouted.

“You promised that you wouldn’t do anything strange! Are you changing your mind now?”

“Of course not, I keep my word once I’ve made it. Besides, all the bitches competing in this tournament are in a state of arousal. Shouldn’t you be too?”

“Then, what kind of humiliation are you going to inflict on me?”

What would make a bitch aroused? Naturally, only things that make her feel good, right?

“That’s why I ordered you to have your body developed. You must become a body that is easily aroused to participate in the tournament, mustn’t you?”

“That…”

“First of all, there’s not much time left until the tournament, so why don’t you put on the contestant’s outfit? Unfortunately, the regulations for the outfit in this tournament are quite strict, you see?”

The outfit that Roman handed over was extremely lewd. Irina trembled as she looked at the outfit.

“Are you telling me to fight wearing this?”

“Is the bitch, who has been fine even when naked, now trying to save face?”

That was because the outfit that Roman brought was quite lacking in some ways.

Underwear that was close to exposing her bare skin and flesh as it was.

In addition, the thickness was very thin, and it was a thin iron armor that barely covered her genitals and breasts. In short, it was safe to say that it was underwear made of iron.

“If you don’t want to wear it, you can give up participating in the tournament now and choose a life as a female livestock. I wouldn’t mind that either.”

Irina snatched the outfit from Roman’s hand and began to put it on haphazardly.

As the underwear part was made of iron, she couldn’t get used to the sudden feeling of coldness.

As the cold metal touched her genitals and clitoris, Irina slightly urinated.

Her humiliation didn’t end there. Roman grabbed Irina’s lower body and whispered.

“There’s no way a bitch like you can get aroused with just this, right?”

What Roman brought was a large, well-crafted wooden phallus. In other words, it was safe to say that it was a dildo.

Roman, who had brought a wooden phallus about the size of an average man’s forearm, rubbed it around Irina’s wet genitals before inserting it straight into her vagina. Irina urinated once again.

The size was significantly different from the penises of the men she had experienced so far, and her vagina began to accept the object, gaping open.

A sticky liquid gushed out, and Irina’s clitoris became erect. A stream of the bitch’s fluids flowed down her thighs. Roman covered Irina’s vagina, which had the wooden phallus rammed into it, with the iron armor once more and turned the key.

The iron armor served the same purpose as the chastity belts used by saintesses.

“If you run around during the tournament, the dildo will tear you up inside. That will keep you aroused enough. You might even reach your climax.”

Irina struck a ridiculous pose due to the uncomfortable sensation in her lower abdomen. It was a natural result. Roman then brought a small name tag and placed it on Irina’s erect nipple.

“That’s right. We’ve decided to give all the Princess Knights a special name tag.”

As the needle tip of the name tag pierced her nipple, Irina screamed and dribbled urine.

“I wish you good luck. It’s not bad to become a bitch livestock, but it wouldn’t be bad to save the princess with your loyalty, would it?”