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    Holy Kingdom – Welfare Means (6

    Holy Kingdom – Welfare Means (6)

    “Y-you…!”

    “Nice to see you, bitch. Did you enjoy my friends?”

    Wide-open eyes.

    Trembling hands.

    Teeth clenched tight enough to shatter.

    Anyone could see he was furious beyond measure.

    Personally, I thought ending things like this would be somewhat unsatisfying. So while this situation wasn’t bad…

    ‘Who knew he’d wait patiently until now?’

    Seems Pyrion-ssi’s hatred ran deeper than I thought.

    Even considering what I did was extreme, waiting several hours until everyone else left…

    Since he didn’t participate when others were gang-raping me, it’s clear his holy power hadn’t fully healed his lower parts yet.

    Meanwhile, Pyrion’s menacing face drew closer.

    “How’s the gift I gave you? Fits perfectly in your loose hole, right?”

    “Hngk… Please… please take it out…”

    The foreign sensation below made my legs tremble and my insides feel suffocated.

    At this size, what Pyrion shoved in must be far from ordinary.

    “Think I’ll take it out? I spent hours thinking about how to break you. Enduring unbelievable pain all the while!”

    “…Pfft.”

    “Y-you laughed?”

    “It was a cough!”

    Ah, shouldn’t have laughed.

    Imagining Pyrion’s pathetic state – unable to fuck a beautiful woman, clutching his injured dick while watching others have sex – made me laugh unconsciously.

    I quickly raised my head to beg forgiveness.

    “…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any harm by what I did. Truly.”

    I did feel somewhat guilty for what I’d done to the men earlier.

    But the response to my apology came as a flying hand.

    “Shut up!”

    *Smack!*

    “…Ghk.”

    My cheek stung unbearably from the force of the slap.

    That was a sincere apology – how harsh.

    “You bite my dick off and now you laugh at me?”

    “Ngh… That’s not…”

    “You’re dead today!”

    *Thud!*

    “Kyaah!”

    This time it wasn’t a slap but a punch.

    ‘Seems he’s completely lost it.’

    Pyrion wasn’t listening to a word I said.

    “Please just listen to m-“

    *Smack!*

    “I’m sorr-“

    *Thud!*

    “…Ah.”

    *Smack!*

    “Huu… Finally feeling refreshed.”

    “Th-thank…”

    Everything before my eyes looked blood-red.

    Blood from my nose reached my lips, and the coppery taste in my mouth suggested something had torn inside.

    *Riiing*

    Tinnitus echoed in my ears.

    This holy knight’s sincere violence would have killed anyone without trained endurance.

    “Look at you now. Fucked by countless men, piercings in your tits. You’re finished.”

    “Why… hngk… why must I…”

    This was so unfair.

    I was falsely accused, trapped in this miserable, suffocating situation.

    Thinking this hard made tears flow naturally.

    “You know the reason better than anyone. Let me give you the final touch.”

    “Please stop…”

    “One fucktoy like you isn’t enough.”

    Pyrion picked up something from the side and returned before me.

    “Like it? Perfect for you, right?”

    Th-that’s way too big!

    It looked at least as thick as Pyrion’s forearm.

    Clearly not a tool for female pleasure but for inflicting pain.

    If that went in, my lower parts would be completely ruined.

    “W-wait…”

    Primordial fear rose at the sight of this dildo thicker than my arm.

    But Pyrion ignored me and walked behind me.

    *Swoosh*

    “Hyaang!”

    “Oho? Moaning just from rubbing your asshole?”

    “No! Stop now!”

    “Here. It’s going in.”

    *Squelch-*

    Though I thought my stretched anus was loose enough… this was too much.

    “Gghhk… Haaah…”

    Tearing pain and pleasure surged from both ends.

    The dildo plunged relentlessly inside regardless of my screams.

    “Wow. It all went in.”

    “Hngk… Haa…”

    The massive foreign objects in both lower holes made me feel like dying.

    “One more coming.”

    “Hweh?”

    Did I hear wrong?

    He said he’d insert another one.

    With dildos already filling both holes, where could he possibly-

    *Plunge*

    “Gggeuuk?!”

    “There was still space here for a smaller one.”

    “Ghk, impossible… It’s tearing…”

    I felt my already gaping pussy stretching to its limits.

    Pyrion was forcing another dildo into the already occupied hole.

    “Kyauk! Ggeuuk! I’m teariiing!”

    “See why you shouldn’t have resisted like an idiot?”

    “Khk… Ughk…”

    I couldn’t take it anymore.

    Though desperately clinging to consciousness, my eyes kept closing as I reached my limit.

    “Here. My reserved gift.”

    “G-gift…?”

    There was more?!

    *Rustle*

    Pyrion suddenly lowered his pants before me.

    Hmm.

    Did he have lingering regrets and wanted to finish with fellatio?

    But his actions defied expectations.

    Pyrion gripped his dick and aimed at my head.

    *Splatter*

    “Ah…”

    A yellow stream showered over my head.

    Different from the sticky semen covering my body until now.

    The foul-smelling liquid trickled down my cheeks.

    Ha. Ha.

    Every shred of human dignity shattered.

    Not content with treating me as a sex slave, now I’d become a piss receptacle too.

    “Hng… Hngk…”

    I’m so happy.

    Tears flowed freely from the satisfaction of completely becoming a fucktoy overnight.

    Pyrion shook his dick, spraying the last drops onto my head.

    *Drip. Drip. Drip.*

    What a clean guy.

    “Kuu… So refreshing. Expect me tomorrow too. I’ll torment you until you die.”

    “Ggeu… Plea… take…”

    “Good work.”

    “Ah… no…”

    *Thud*

    The sound of the door closing behind me echoed despite my pitiful pleas.

    “…”

    Surely everyone’s gone now?

    *Swoosh*

    Checking with mana confirmed no one remained in the room.

    It’s really over.

    “Huu… Had fun today too.”

    I wanted to stretch but remained bound to the stocks.

    Anyway, thanks to the Pope, I enjoyed as much happiness as expected.

    Falsely branded humanity’s traitor, properly handled by holy knights and priests.

    Ah. Pyrion’s finale was clean too.

    Pissing on me? He knows what’s up.

    Glad I provoked him properly.

    “Huu… Feels good.”

    Even now, intermittent waves of pleasure and pain from below kept me euphoric.

    Having enjoyed enough…

    Should start preparing to screw over the Pope.

    My current situation seems truly hopeless.

    Brainwashed and abandoned even by Jade, my body left in ruins.

    If mercilessly used like this daily, I’ll break completely.

    Left like this, everything might proceed as the Pope plans.

    Jade would live forever as the Pope’s puppet, unaware of the truth. Not bad since he’ll enjoy glory as the Hero.

    Annie would probably just go home in this situation.

    Of course, I won’t let that happen.

    Cards remain to turn the tables.

    After all, I didn’t start this without countermeasures.

    The brainwashing escalating things was unplanned… but it’ll work out.

    For example, that powerful mage currently in the Holy Kingdom.

    Clearly someone connected to our party.

    Or,

    That gaze watching me through the door crack.

    **

    *Creak*

    A man cautiously entered the room.

    Seeing Rena’s unconscious state, he sighed.

    “…Horrific.”

    Not that I, whose job involves breaking prisoners, should comment.

    “She’s not dead, is she?”

    Rena’s abandoned state made her appear possibly deceased.

    Three massive objects protruded from her lower holes, flesh torn and bleeding.

    Her beaten face was swollen and bloodied.

    Countless fluids mixed into an indescribable stench.

    Only faint breathing through her nose proved she still lived.

    “Huu… This won’t do.”

    The man carefully removed the dildos from Rena’s lower body.

    *Squelch*

    A mixture of semen and blood flowed from the gaping holes.

    Then placing a hand on Rena’s back, he chanted:

    “Grant me the power to heal pain,”

    Pure white light erupted from beneath his palm.

    *Sizzle*

    The torn flesh of her genitals regenerated, restoring their original form.

    Rena’s ruined face slowly returned to its former beauty.

    Soon most wounds on Rena’s body vanished completely.

    “Haa, haa… Why am I suffering like this?”

    Wiping sweat from his cheeks, the man breathed heavily from the strain.

    Then Rena moaned as consciousness returned.

    “Hngk…”

    Rena lifted her head, looking around dazedly.

    “H-heh… So it wasn’t a dream.”

    Her despairing reaction suggested she might go mad from the unchanged hopelessness.

    “It’s no dream. Get a grip.”

    “Eh?”

    Rena belatedly noticed the man watching her. She immediately recognized him.

    “Y-you… why here? To torture me again…?”

    “Don’t fear. That’s not why I came. I came for the truth.”

    The man who’d subjected Rena to horrific torture during interrogation.

    Interrogator Lucas.


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