Woof woof!

    The sudden barking caused people to stir and murmur.

    Irina clearly heard it too.

    But there was no reason to hear barking here.

    Naturally, her anxiety grew.

    Reinhardt finally smiled and brought Irina to the center.

    This was where the wedding would begin.

    “…What on earth are you plotting?”

    “Plotting? Now that the groom has arrived, shouldn’t we start the wedding?”

    “Groom? Don’t tell me?”

    Irina’s face contorted.

    After hearing the dog barking, she heard that the groom had arrived, so this was definitely…

    She didn’t want to think about it.

    She only wanted to escape this place immediately. It didn’t seem like they had any intention of giving her a proper wedding.

    Until the very end, she was their cruel toy.

    A little later, a man dressed neatly entered the banquet hall.

    The only unusual thing was that he was holding a dog leash in one hand.

    Irina momentarily showed a relieved expression.

    Fortunately, a person who seemed to be dressed as the groom walked in.

    “Count Shepherd has entered.”

    But words that completely shattered Irina’s expectations were heard.

    “The servant who guided the Count may now return to their seat.”

    A servant couldn’t be a dog.

    Of course, the servant meant a person, so her marriage partner, the Count, was obviously that dog.

    “…Isn’t a dog’s life the best? Unlike a slave like you, he’s a Count.”

    Irina, enraged by Reinhardt’s words that drove the final nail in the coffin, shouted.

    “This is invalid! How far are you going to make me fall!”

    Reinhardt was just silently listening to Irina’s words.

    “I’ve done everything you’ve told me to do so far. All the shame and humiliation! I’ve overcome them all, but, but is this it?”

    “…….”

    Irina eventually began to shed tears.

    She didn’t know if it was sorrow or fear, but it was the first time she showed herself crying so desperately.

    “Is it all over?”

    Irina’s anger was in vain as Reinhardt smirked, raising the corners of his lips.

    “…Do you have anything else to say? What method are you going to use to make me fall this time?”

    Thwack.

    Irina’s head, which had been defiant again, turned in the opposite direction.

    It was because Reinhardt’s hand had moved. A red handprint remained on her face.

    “You are my slave. As a slave, I have the freedom to treat you however I want. Whether I kill you right now or throw you into a brothel, it’s all my choice.”

    “…….”

    “This is also a similar matter. If you don’t want to accept it, give up. You can go back to the livestock farm. Of course, I can assure you that even more terrible things await you there than here.”

    “What are you talking about?”

    “Now that you’ve fallen as livestock, isn’t it natural to be mated all day to make offspring? If you want to go back to the farm and be under cows or horses, I’ll send you there right now.”

    That was also a terrible thing.

    Irina quickly looked to the side.

    A body with developed muscles overall, and a longer and more curled penis than a normal person.

    But it wasn’t comparable to what people commonly call horses or the like.

    Irina instinctively knew.

    If she returned to the farm, she would be mated with horses as retaliation, and she would be discarded before long.

    In the end, Irina had no choice but to accept this act.

    Because her pride, which had already been completely shattered, thought that there was no further place to fall, but their cruelty was extraordinary.

    There was still a place to fall.

    “From now on, let’s begin the wedding of livestock slave Irina and Count Shepherd. I hope all the guests will take their seats.”

    Slowly, music began to play, and Irina handed the end of the leash to the servant who had reappeared in front of Shepherd.

    The servant held Irina’s leash and Shepherd’s leash in both hands and slowly began to walk forward.

    As the wedding began, the guests began to cheer.

    Coming forward, Reinhardt, who was officiating the wedding, said with a smile.

    “I, the owner of the slave, will conduct the ceremony instead.”

    “…….”

    “First of all, I would like to thank those who gathered to celebrate this wedding. I hope that this marriage will bring happiness to Irina.”

    “Bride Irina, will you become the mate of the groom Count Shepherd and live in obedience for the rest of your life?”

    Of course, an answer did not come easily.

    “If you accept the marriage, I will bring the one who ruined Stella in front of you and ruin them in the same way. How about it?”

    “……I…will.”

    “Well then, from now on, let’s have the vow of love between the bride and groom. The two shall mate in this place.”

    “……What?”

    Shepherd also seemed to have noticed that Irina was his mating partner, and began to grotesquely erect his lower parts.

    “…Are you even making me do beastiality?”

    “Of course. But to celebrate you, a guest came from Laos, so show them what you’ve got.”

    Irina’s eyebrows twitched at the news that a guest had come from Laos.

    If they came all the way here, it meant they knew her face.

    And showing such a sight to such a person was bound to be shameful.

    “Hurry up! Hurry up!”

    The nobles began to shout at the situation that would decorate the finale. Bestiality was a very vulgar act that was not even ordered to ordinary slaves.

    Of course, there was no chance to see it in such an official setting.

    This was a spectacle that might go down in the history of Aman.

    ***

    “Now, let’s begin. The bride should adjust her posture to the groom.”

    The clothes already had holes all over.

    If she just lowered her posture, the mating would begin immediately.

    Irina lowered her body, her face flushed red with shame.

    To the guests, Irina’s pussy, with seminal fluid dripping openly, was visible.

    On the other hand, Shepherd, noticing a different scent, tried to climb onto Irina’s buttocks, but pushed Irina away roughly.

    “Haha, is it that even a dog doesn’t like a female with other seminal fluid?”

    “A dog? He’s a Count! A Count!”

    Irina’s position began to plummet endlessly at the nobles’ conversation.

    A woman abandoned even by a dog, that was Irina’s position.

    Reinhardt, sensing that the final spectacle could not be properly achieved in this state, injected some drug into Shepherd’s body.

    Then, after a while, Shepherd drooled and placed his two feet on Irina’s buttocks.

    Irina began to tremble at just that.

    Fear washed over her.

    Shepherd, fully aroused, began to push his erect penis into Irina’s pussy.

    “Ugh, eugh!”

    The fact that the end of all the results of diligently following orders, of desperately trying to protect the princess she served, was to mix bodies with a dog, was painfully felt.

    Tears mixed with various reasons flowed.

    Whether he knew it or not, Shepherd began to move his waist according to his instincts.

    Shepherd really meant a dog in heat.

    He immediately pushed in his penis and began to push it in at a rapid pace without paying attention to Irina’s condition.

    “Is she really doing it with a dog?”

    “She was a really vulgar slave. Hahaha!”

    Every time Shepherd shook his body, Irina’s large breasts also swayed and shook.

    Of course, since it was a long length and he was ramming mercilessly, the pain was considerable.

    If it was a relationship with a person, they might stop if she begged, but there was no such thing now.

    Shepherd’s slick, wet penis endlessly pounded inside Irina.

    Shepherd was violating Irina, panting with his tongue sticking out.

    “Hah, hah.”

    She hoped that the so-called guest wouldn’t see this sight.

    No.

    Instead, she wanted them to see it, go to Laos, and report everything that had happened to her and Stella.

    Shepherd’s speed, which had been constantly moving, slowed down, and Irina instinctively realized what state Shepherd was in.

    This was definitely a sign of ejaculation.

    “…Don’t… inside…”

    She was about to say it, but stopped.

    There was no way Shepherd would understand anyway.

    In the end, hot seminal fluid poured out from Shepherd’s swollen member.

    Irina just shed tears with a blank expression.

    Shepherd, who had finished ejaculating, pulled out his penis. Shepherd, who had returned to his original state, ran to the side of the servant who was throwing him snacks as if nothing had happened.

    Irina eventually lost all her strength and collapsed on the spot.

    “Irina, or rather, is it Irina Countess now?”

    Reinhardt’s mocking voice was heard.

    She didn’t have the energy to look at all.

    When she moved her eyes with difficulty, Reinhardt grabbed Irina’s head and lifted her up so that she would face the door of the banquet hall.

    “…St, Stella?”

    Irina’s eyes lost their way in shock.

    It wasn’t just that Stella came as a guest.

    Of course, she didn’t understand why Stella, who should have returned to Laos, was here, but what she couldn’t understand more than anything was Stella’s appearance.

    She was walking on all fours, no different from herself, and was following Roman, who was pulling her leash from the side.

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