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The sight of Crystal, the former empress from two generations ago, as she ascended to the Colosseum was truly wretched.

Irina’s breasts were already massive, difficult to rival, but Crystal’s were stretched to a completely different level.

If they hadn’t been deliberately stretched, it was safe to say it seemed impossible for them to get that big.

The sagging mounds of flesh had darkened to a deep brown around the nipples and hung down in a slovenly manner. They were so vulgar that the tips of her breasts touched her lower abdomen. With her backside sticking out, she hunched over and walked out as if ready to walk on all fours. The chains and breasts began to drag on the floor. The piercings on her chest seemed quite heavy.

Watching this, Roman smirked.

“Even after all this time, you’re as vulgar as ever, Crystal.”

Stella was slowly starting to genuinely fear Roman. She was afraid that she might end up like that too. Irina, watching from the arena, felt even more disturbed than Stella.

Moreover, she couldn’t help but doubt her eyes at the situation that followed.

[Take a good look. She’s a former empress, but also an excellent livestock.]

A whip flew towards her sagging right breast.

Thwack!

“Squeaaaaal!”

Crystal squealed like a pig, as she had been trained to do. Irina couldn’t understand how far a person had to fall to make such a sound in front of so many spectators and become like that.

“…So that’s what he meant. That crazy emperor son of a bitch…”

Irina gritted her teeth at the sight of what it meant to be human livestock. She suddenly thought of Stella. Since Stella had also married Roman as a captive empress, she might end up like that too.

‘I have to win, no matter what. I must.’

There was one good thing, though. Crystal’s labia and vaginal opening were stretched and gaping as much as her sagging breasts.

At least in a contest related to ‘tightness,’ Irina was confident she could win. As she was holding onto that expectation, the commentator’s voice rang out.

Guards brought rubber bands with wooden dildos attached on both ends to the Colosseum.

It was obvious what the competition would be.

“The final match is a bitch tug-of-war! As the name suggests, the bitches insert the wooden dildos into each other’s anuses. It’s a simple contest where the one who doesn’t let go of their own and pulls out the opponent’s dildo using their tightness wins!”

Irina and Crystal were on all fours, back-to-back.

The guards approached and began to force the wooden dildos into their anuses.

After a moment, the commentator’s shout signaled the start of the match.

The rubber band that had been hanging in the center was pulled taut. Both Irina and Crystal clenched their buttocks as much as possible and walked forward.

The sight of them walking on all fours like beasts, trying not to let go of the dildos, was just a humiliating act of debasement disguised as a competition. It was just a match between Irina, who had abandoned her pride as a human and was groaning, and Crystal, who had given up on being human long ago.

“Go, Irina! I bet on you!”

“Don’t hold back and win with all you’ve got! Champion!”

Cheers from the audience could be heard from all around.

The stakes were quite high, as it was the final match. Perhaps that’s why, despite being a very vulgar competition, it felt like watching a slightly upscale event.

“Hngh…!”

Irina’s face flushed red.

The rubber band, which had seemed to be only 30cm long, now seemed to be twice as long. That meant both bitches had to clench their anuses with great force to keep the dildos from being pulled out.

“Squeaaaaal!”

Crystal started shaking her body with a beast-like groan. Despite the violent movements, the power of her anus clenching the dildo remained steadfast.

As all the spectators watched the situation with interest, the guards on both sides began to whip the bitches’ buttocks.

Along with the red welts left on her white buttocks, Irina twisted her body for a moment. Her anus opened slightly, causing the lower part of the dildo’s shaft to be pulled out.

“N..no…”

Irina twitched her anal opening while sweating profusely. Of course, the audience burst into laughter at the sight.

“Hahaha! Look at her.”

“That bitch, she’s young, but it looks like she’s used her ass a lot. Is her tightness a little loose?”

“Hehe, maybe.”

Irina, listening to the insulting words, breathed roughly. Her gaping anal opening began to swallow the base of the wooden dildo once again.

It was truly an amazing outcome.

Both bitches were desperately trying not to let go of the dildos. The muscles in the bitches’ buttocks tensed up.

“It’s neck and neck! Ah, will Crystal, the champion whose tightness has been honed by pulling carts since becoming a bitch, win! Or will Irina, the still young knight, win! It’s truly an exciting situation.”

The commentator’s hand and gaze turned to Irina.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Look here. It’s the sight of a bitch clenching her buttocks until she’s naked and covered in sweat. I don’t know what kind of story she has, but isn’t it truly miserable?”

Irina’s body, red with sweat, exuded more sensuality than ever before.

Irina was clenching the dildo so hard that her eyes rolled back. But it was impossible to beat the bitch Crystal, who had been pulling wagons with a rope tied to her vagina and anus.

Pop!

With the sound of air escaping, the dildo came out of her anus. Irina, who had been stopped from moving forward by the force until now, screamed and rolled forward. Her buttocks were raised, and the twitching was full of sensuality. Her anus was misshapen and left gaping, unable to close.

“Ah, the knight’s dildo is coming out here! It’s a very miserable end for a knight who loved dildos. The winner of the match is the champion! ‘Crystal.’”

Jeers from men who seemed to have bet on Irina could be heard.

A single tear flowed from Irina’s eyes.

‘Lady Stella…I’m…livestock…’

It was unclear whether it was because of the trials that lay ahead or because of her guilt towards Stella.

Meanwhile, Stella, who was watching this, grabbed the railing in shock and searched for Irina.

However, she didn’t notice Roman’s expression hardening.

“Ggrrrk!”

Roman forcefully pulled on the leash around Stella’s neck as she held onto the railing.

Stella sprayed both vaginal fluid and urine due to the forced stimulation centered on her clitoris and nipples.

Roman, seeing the mess on the floor, squeezed Stella’s breasts and said.

“A bitch who can’t even control her bladder. As her owner, I need to take responsibility and educate her so she doesn’t leak.”

But when Stella glared at Roman with gritted teeth, a cold sneer spread across Roman’s face.

“What kind of dog glares at its owner like it wants to kill them? Do I need to re-educate you?”

Roman shook the leash back and forth, and Stella’s posture collapsed as she fell forward from the unbearable stimulation. But even in that situation, the strength in her eyes didn’t fade.

“From now on, no matter what pain you inflict on me, I won’t show any reaction. I won’t show you any reaction that you’d like.”

“Did you suddenly develop a rebellious streak?

Roman seemed to have pulled the leash to its maximum length. Blood was seeping out from around the pierced vulva and nipples.

Stella’s face contorted in severe pain. Moreover, her nipples and clitoris had swollen to twice their size.

Roman, with bloodshot eyes, ruthlessly flicked the swollen, precious areas with the piercings attached.

“Ugh..! Uheheueup!”

Each time Roman flicked his hand, an unbearable pain, as if her nipples and clitoris were being torn apart, washed over her. A single tear trickled down Stella’s eye.

It was an action that showed her desire to endure the reaction no matter what.

“Good, try to maintain that will until the end. Because the knight you cherish is about to be thoroughly ruined.”

Stella’s eyes widened.

“What…what do you mean…tell me!!”

“Irina, was it? A bovine knight. That bitch made a bet with me, with your freedom as the condition. The condition was to win the tournament, but as you can see? She failed in the final match. Well, now she has to pay the price for losing the bet.”

Stella tried to rush at Roman at his smile.

[Heat cycle start.]

Unfortunately, Stella had to bow her head due to the many vibrations felt from the piercings at the spell that followed. It was because they were tools that reacted to Roman’s magic, besides being location trackers.

“Ah, it looks like it’s about to start. As her former owner, I should watch closely, shouldn’t I?”

Indeed, on the Colosseum above, people wearing work clothes that clung to their bodies approached Irina, who was still lying on her stomach with her anus gaping, carrying ominous tools.