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Chapter 3: Imperial Auction 

This time, Ilya decided to play an interesting game. 

She sealed away her divine power, then stripped naked and randomly descended to a place on the continent.  

She also sealed her consciousness, letting herself fall into a deep sleep. She didn't know what kind of treatment she would receive. 

An unconscious naked girl landing in a random place - one can imagine what would happen. Before falling asleep, Ilya fantasized about waking up to find herself already eaten by beasts, or in the middle of being raped. She might also be dead and turned into a corpse. In any case, these fantasies alone made her pussy flood... 

After an unknown amount of time, when Ilya regained consciousness, she was naked and locked in a cage. Ilya's first reaction was to reach down and feel her pussy. 

Hmm, as expected, it was full of sticky semen~ 

Ilya scooped out the semen from her pussy with her fingers and sucked on them, savoring the taste of the semen while looking around. 

She was surrounded by iron cages, each containing a woman - some young, some mature, some voluptuous, some petite. 

But without exception, all these women were top-quality. 

Ilya immediately realized she had encountered slave traders. 

"Hmm, I wonder how I'll be disposed of? Sold or used privately?" 

She sat expectantly in the cage with her legs spread, unable to resist masturbating again. 

After about half a day, someone finally came. 

This woman was dressed very sexily, her clothes barely covering the three sensitive areas. 

The woman walked past the cages, inspecting them, until she stepped in a wet patch and exclaimed in surprise. 

"Oh?" 

She looked up puzzled in the direction of the wetness, which was Ilya's cage. 

"Not bad, to be able to catch such a high-quality one." 

"Oh, sis, this one was picked up by the roadside." 

"Picked up?" 

The woman's beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows arched. 

"Yeah, we were also confused. When passing through the forest, we saw this woman hanging naked from a tree. Seeing her good looks, we brought her back." 

"Huh? Interesting." 

The woman smiled and then praised: 

"My little brother, you did well this time. These are all top-grade meat slaves. Those officials and nobles will surely love them when made into dishes." 

"Hehe, sis, then can I..." 

The woman laughed and scolded: "You and your petty desires~ Fine~ Come to my room later~" 

"Hehe..." 

Hearing the term "meat slave", the women in the surrounding cages trembled in fear, some even wetting themselves in terror. 

Only Ilya became more excited. 

Meat slave? 

I've come to the Empire! 

Thousands of years ago, the Empire wasn't called the Empire, it was some Isa tribe. 

Later it expanded its territory and became the Empire. 

Ilya remembered her experience as the Holy Meat Woman for the Isa tribe back then. 

At that time, the Isa tribe passed down the custom of eating women's flesh. 

Now in the Empire, there was even a special term "meat slave". 

All women in the Empire were backup meat slaves. 

After long-term indoctrination, these women not only didn't resist becoming meat slaves, but actually aspired to it. 

But being a meat slave wasn't so easy - only the highest quality women qualified to be made into meat slaves. 

"Get ready, the auction is about to begin." 

In the Empire, citizens were divided into different classes. 

Military, political, commercial, agricultural. 

All these key positions were controlled by men. 

Even if women held high positions, they would dress revealingly like that woman just now, freely available for men's pleasure, even their own brothers could have them. 

The Empire's women were all second-class citizens. Before marriage, they were public property. 

An unmarried woman walking on the street must expose her nipples and display her genitals for all to see. 

If a man needed release, he could grab any woman and rape her publicly on the street. 

Their social etiquette was also extremely obscene. 

When greeting others, they had to shake their breasts up and down twice. 

When apologizing, they had to spread open their pussy to display it. 

To express gratitude, they had to take a man's cock into their mouth. 

However, because one man could have countless wives, these women still weren't valued much. Married women were often treated as private prostitutes by their male owners to entertain guests, or kept as pets. So walking female dogs on the streets became fashionable. After thousands of years of indoctrination, women felt this was all natural. This was still the treatment for women with Empire citizenship. Women like Ilya and those captured from outside had absolutely no human rights at all. They were third-class citizens, slaves, their lives not even their own. As for meat slaves, although all women in the Empire were called backup meat slaves, the biggest meat slave market was actually these captured female slaves. The Empire's upper class only ate the finest meat slaves from their own country. Like before, there was an Empire actress, beautiful as a flower, who debuted with a pure and innocent image. In the end she was made into roast chicken and served at the upper class's dinner table. The Empire's most famous local chef Igor once gave a thumbs up and praised: Truly one of the best roast chickens! And now, the auction about to be held would decide the fate of these female slaves. All kinds of people participated in the Empire's auctions. 

There were nobles wanting to keep a dog, rich men wanting to buy a sex toy, meat slave restaurant owners wanting to restock, etc... If bought back as a slave sex toy, at least one's life would be preserved. But if unfortunately bought as a meat slave, that was truly hopeless. 

The women in the cages were all uneasy. They didn't dare hope for freedom, only hoping not to be chosen as meat slaves. But Ilya didn't care either way - whether sex toy or meat slave, both excited her. 

These clothes were colorful but minimal, invariably exposing the breasts, pussy and buttocks. Soon, the auction began. 

Ilya listened expectantly to the noisy crowd from backstage. 

She wasn't first, so she had to wait in the back. 

Each time the gavel sounded for a sale in the auction hall, a female slave would be brought down and taken away. 

Some of the female slaves coming out of the hall looked relieved, others looked desperate. 

Those bought as meat slaves had no color in their faces at all. They could barely walk and had to be carried out. 

Watching these female slaves, Ilya's anticipation for her own fate grew. Without realizing it, she was already soaking wet down there. If her hands weren't tied, she would have started masturbating long ago. 

The few men guarding her stared at Ilya intently. 

In their decades in this business, they had never seen such a lustful female slave. 

"Damn, I really want to fuck this slut." 

A bald man rubbed his crotch, his eyes bloodshot. 

"Jun, don't mess around. If the slave doesn't sell for a good price because of you, see how the boss kills you." 

"Hehe, I'm just saying... After this is over, let's go fuck the boss's wife. That slut is wearing even less than last time." 

"Tsk, now that you mention it, I need to blow off some steam too. Her brother just fucked her in front of everyone earlier, it was hard to watch." 

Listening to the guards' vulgar talk, Ilya was already burning with desire. Finally it was her turn to go on stage. 

The guard pulled on the collar around her neck, leading her to the auction hall like a dog. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next item is the highlight of this auction. Whether in figure or looks, it is top quality merchandise..." 

As the madam introduced her, Ilya slowly walked onto the stage. 

It was also her first time seeing the whole auction hall clearly. 

A wide stage with a spotlight shining on her, rows of chairs below filled with countless men. Their gazes on her were full of desire, some men even standing up. 

The way these men looked at her like merchandise made Ilya's pussy itch unbearably. 

She finally couldn't hold back, and without any external stimulation, she actually climaxed! 

A stream of clear fluid gushed from between her legs, soaking a large area of the stage floor. 

Exclamations immediately rang out from below. 

"Fuck, what a horny slut!" 

"This whore! So much juice!" 

"I want her!!! I bid 100 gold coins!" 

"You cheapskate! I bid 150 gold coins!" 

The men below competed to bid for her, making Ilya even more aroused. 

"Ahem! Everyone please calm down~" 

The madam soothed the crowd's emotions then continued: 

"As you can see, this female slave is a natural slut, and also top quality. So the starting price is 1000 gold coins~" 

1000 gold coins! 

The crowd below all gasped. 

1000 gold coins for a female slave was truly extravagant. 

With 1000 gold coins one could buy all the previously auctioned slaves and still have enough left for a noble's meat slave meal! 

But the madam's next actions made their minds go blank with lust again. 

She swayed her plump buttocks as she walked to Ilya, then placed her on a chair and spread her legs apart. Instantly Ilya's delicate pussy was spread open, displaying pink, wet flesh to everyone. 

Being observed in such a humiliating way made Ilya's pussy gush with more fluids. 

"Everyone please look, this slave's pussy is an extremely rare hairless mound, pink and fresh without any blemishes. And then..." 

As she spoke, the madam spread open Ilya's anus. 

This woman's fingers were long and slender, skillfully probing into Ilya's back passage, then spreading it open to reveal a delicate flower in full bloom. 

"This slave's anus, whether in shape or color, is of the highest quality. It has absolutely never been used before. And what shocked our inspector was that there is no odor at all inside, but rather a fresh fragrance..." 

Ilya felt the probing of her tender anus, experiencing pleasure while secretly laughing. 

Her anus had been penetrated by thousands or tens of thousands of cocks, yet this woman still said it had never been used. 

And as a divine body, her anus was just for decoration. Ilya had no need to defecate, so of course it was perfectly clean. 

The madam naturally didn't know these secrets, and continued probing Ilya's tender anus with her fingers. 

After just a few probes, Ilya climaxed again. 

"Everyone, this slave's body is very special. Her climaxes seem endless, and she's extremely sensitive. Just a little teasing makes her squirt." 

"Whether as a meat slave or as a sex toy, she is of the highest quality." 

The men below were already consumed by lust. Those who brought female dogs started fucking them, those who didn't grabbed nearby female attendants and vented their urges. 

Although the goal was achieved, it seemed to have gone a bit too far. 

The madam frowned, realizing the situation was getting out of hand. 

"Sigh..." 

The madam sighed quietly, then suddenly pulled out a dildo from between her legs! 

No! Not out of nowhere! 

She pulled it out of her pussy. 

Everyone was secretly shocked. 

No one had expected that from the start of the auction, this slutty woman had been wearing a dildo the whole time! 

That dildo was 18 cm long and looked terrifying. They hadn't noticed anything unusual about the madam at all! 

It showed how incredibly composed this woman was. 

The crowd below all gasped. 

And the madam's next actions shocked them even more. 

She attached the dildo to a belt, then strapped it around her waist. Aiming the huge head at Ilya's pussy, she thrust in hard! 

"Ah!!!" 

Ilya cried out. She hadn't expected to suddenly be penetrated by such a huge object. Caught off guard, she was almost overwhelmed by the sensation. 

The madam showed no mercy at all, ramming the entire 18 cm dildo into Ilya's body. 

Her lower abdomen bulged out, clearly showing the shape of the dildo. 

It felt so good! 

Although it was fake, it had penetrated all the way to her cervix. Other than mating with magical beasts, Ilya hadn't experienced this feeling in a long time. 

Unable to hold back, another gush of fluid sprayed from her pussy. 

The men below stared wide-eyed, their recently spent cocks hardening again. The madam seized the momentum and started thrusting her hips, the dildo plunging in and out, pulling out bits of pink flesh and fluids with each stroke. Ilya's breasts swelled larger, bouncing up and down with the madam's movements. 

This obscene scene continued for over five minutes, until Ilya's twentieth climax, when the madam finally pulled out the dildo. Ilya's pussy had just been stretched by the huge dildo and hadn't closed yet. It gaped open and closed with her breathing. The entire stage was covered in sticky fluids, without a dry spot to stand on! 

Finally a man in the audience couldn't take it anymore. He stood up abruptly, his cock proudly erect. 

"1100 gold coins!" 

The man roared, his eyes seeming to shoot flames. 

"1200 gold coins!" 

"1500 gold coins!" 

"2000..." 

In the end, after a round of frenzied bidding, Ilya was bought by a wealthy merchant for 3900 gold coins. 

This price set a record in Empire auction history. Ilya entered the history books as a female slave. 

However, Ilya was a bit disappointed that she wasn't bought by a meat slave merchant, so she was destined not to end up on the dinner table. Oh well, she had wanted to experience being made into a dish~ 

This wealthy merchant was named Dicarron. He was in the transportation business, with wealth ranking among the top in the Empire. 

But spending so much money still pained him a bit. 

So he wasn't very polite to Ilya. In the carriage, he used his foot to roughly rub her pussy, like stubbing out a cigarette. 

"Ah~~ Mm~~~ That's right~ I'm the sluttiest whore~~~" 

"Shut up! Bitch! Don't speak unless I allow it! You're my female dog now!" 

Saying this, Dicarron pulled his wet shoe out of Ilya's pussy and kicked her ass. 

Ilya's face immediately hit the floor. 

"Woof! Woof!" 

Ilya actually started barking like a dog! 

Dicarron laughed angrily. He slapped Ilya's breasts and scolded: 

"You cost me 3900 gold coins, at least you know your place! I hope you're worth the price, haha!" 

"Woof woof!" 

Ilya's breasts jiggled from the slap. 

She'll definitely be worth the price. 

She thought to herself. 

How could buying this world's goddess as a dog not be worth mere gold coins! Hahaha! 

Afterwards, Ilya was brought to Dicarron's private estate. 

She wasn't the only female dog there. As a newcomer, she was naturally bullied a bit. 

But that night she was thoroughly fucked by Dicarron all night long. The other female dogs realized her importance and settled down. 

From then on, Ilya almost never wore clothes, not even walking upright. 

Who could have imagined that the goddess who created this world, who should have been high above all, was now crawling around naked like a dog every day. 

She had a dildo in her pussy 24 hours a day, anal beads filling her anus, and a ball gag in her mouth. 

Little bells hung from her nipples, jingling when she moved. 

As an expensive female dog, Ilya's duties included satisfying her master's lust and entertaining guests. 

Because Dicarron dealt with the nobility and various big bosses, Ilya lived quite happily. 

The higher one's position, the more perverted their psychology. 

They used all kinds of methods to train Ilya. 

Gang rape was considered the mildest. 

Nipple piercings, nose rings, body piercings, punching holes, vaginal expansion, uterine prolapse - all the most terrible things imaginable were done to Ilya. 

After discovering that Ilya's body could quickly recover from injuries, Dicarron no longer held back and played even more extremely. 

Because of Ilya's special lustful constitution and her eagerness for cock, Dicarron gained a lot of face when entertaining guests. 

His business even expanded quite a bit, because many bosses came specifically for Ilya. 

Even the Empire's third prince had visited Dicarron's estate. 

Dicarron naturally generously brought out Ilya with a fluffy tail plug in her anus for people to play with. 

"This little slut's pussy feels so good." 

"Yeah yeah, it's so wet and tight, not like a meat toilet at all." 

"That's right, my female dogs' pussies are all loose and saggy. I didn't expect that after so many years, the bitch you've raised, Brother Dicarron, still has such a tight pussy." 

"Exactly! It's tighter than the virgins I've fucked!" 

Several middle-aged greasy men thrust their cocks into Ilya, who was hung by ropes in the living room. 

Their ugly fat cocks penetrated various parts of the lustful goddess's body. 

One pervert even buried his head in Ilya's armpit. 

The goddess's hairless armpit was extremely smooth, with pink folds. 

Every month, Dicarron would hold such a gang rape party, inviting celebrities from business and political circles to participate. 

There were also a few times when Dicarron rented back the madam from the auction house to perform the auction program live. 

So Ilya was not only raped by smelly men, but even women would humiliate her. 

But Ilya enjoyed it. After so many years, she had almost forgotten her identity as a goddess, and only felt that she was just a lustful, lowly bitch. 

It wasn't until a young man visited Dicarron's estate that Ilya finally encountered a change. 

That young man was called Victor, a rising star in the Empire's business world in recent years. 

He was polite and well-mannered, and also very handsome. 

But rumors said he didn't like women, because people had never seen female dogs following him. 

However, Victor's visit to Dicarron today overturned those arguments. 

Because anyone who went to Dicarron's place was, frankly speaking, there to fuck his female dogs. 

Dicarron's female dog Ilya was quite famous. 

"Oh! Isn't this the Empire's promising youth Victor? You've come to visit me today!" 

Dicarron said with a smile, panting, his fat belly jiggling. 

"Lord Dicarron, hello. I don't dare claim to be promising, I'm just a small meat livestock merchant." 

So this Victor was actually specialized in the meat livestock business! 

This made Ilya, who was lying on the ground eating semen from a dog bowl, brighten her eyes. 

Victor glanced at the naked Ilya, whose dog tail in her anus wagged, making Victor's eye twitch. 

"You're being modest, Victor! The dishes you make with meat livestock are top-notch delicacies! I heard the royal family gave you another year's order?" 

"You flatter me, you flatter me. I came here today to discuss this matter with you." 

The shrewd Dicarron had already noticed Victor's gaze, and immediately understood. 

He immediately pulled on the rope in his hand, yanking Ilya over before she could finish eating the semen. 

"Here, Victor, hold the leash and play with her as you like, haha. But you young man, don't strain yourself!" 

After saying this, Dicarron patted Victor's shoulder and walked out of the living room. As he closed the door, he raised his eyebrows lewdly at Victor. 

Now only Victor and Ilya, kneeling on the ground with an expectant look, were left in the huge living room. 

Victor looked at the female dog's lustful expression in front of him, and the juices constantly flowing from below, feeling a bit uncomfortable. 

"Hey, you can get up." 

Ilya didn't understand, tilting her head in confusion as she looked at Victor. 

"I said, you don't need to act like a dog anymore. You're a human, human, you know?" 

Victor actually said such words! 

A promising youth of the Empire actually said a meat toilet female dog was human! 

This was simply... outrageous! 

Not only that, Victor even draped his coat over Ilya, covering her alluring body. 

WTF? 

Ilya's head was full of question marks. 

She had thought she would be brutally raped, but unexpectedly received such gentle and considerate actions instead. 

This was simply too... "Wuwu..." 

Disappointing... 

Ilya shook off the clothes, then sat down on the ground, spreading her legs wide open, using her fingers to spread open her already wet pussy, indicating to Victor that this was a whore's hole that anyone could insert into. 

Then he took out a syringe from his pocket and injected it into Ilya's neck. 

Aphrodisiac? Drugs? 

No, this felt like a healing potion. 

"It seems you've been confused by sex drugs. I've injected you with a sobering agent. If your mind recovers, put on your clothes." 

Hearing Victor's unusual words, Ilya also became interested. 

She wanted to see what this man was up to. 

So she pretended to sober up (actually she had been clear-headed the whole time). 

She put on the clothes and stared at Victor with bright eyes. 

"You're from outside, so you've been free before." 

Victor suddenly spoke. 

"Do you really willingly want to be a meat toilet without dignity, a bitch to be called and sent away at will, played with all day, living in darkness?" 

I'm willing!  

Ilya shouted in her heart, but her head shook in cooperation with Victor. 

"Hmm, your chance has come. I can let you regain your freedom." 

"What do you mean...?" 

"There's a rebel force outside the Empire, and I'm their inside agent in the Empire." 

"Let me introduce myself. Victor Livia, Commander-in-Chief of the rebel underground forces' Imperial headquarters." 

Ilya pretended to be shocked as she looked at him. 

"The Empire has committed countless atrocities. They treat women as objects, enslave the people, and commit all kinds of evil deeds." 

"So we rebels have an irreconcilable hatred for the Empire." 

"I hereby invite you to join the rebels and become a part of overthrowing the Empire's tyrannical rule." 

Ilya opened her mouth wide in surprise, as if unable to speak. (She was acting) 

"Wh... why choose me?" 

"Because we've been monitoring you for a long time and know your body is unusual. We need your body." 

"Need my body? What do you mean?" 

"Your body can withstand severe injuries, right? My spy saw it last time - someone stuffed an entire barrel into your pussy. Even though your vulva was torn, you were fine the next day." 

Ilya recalled that experience. 

That perverted nobleman had forcefully stuffed a wine barrel into her pussy, then opened the tap, instantly filling her uterus with wine. 

Thinking of this, Ilya's crotch became wet again. Fortunately, the clothes covered it so Victor didn't notice. 

"Y... yes, so what?" 

"We need to use your body to transport weapons into the palace. We're going to assassinate the entire royal family!" 

As he said this, Victor's whole aura changed! 

He seemed not like a merchant, but a general who had fought on battlefields. 

"You're telling me all this. Aren't you afraid I'll leak it to my master... no... to Dicarron?" 

Victor looked confidently at Ilya and said: "Do you think the Empire's people would believe what a bitch says?" 

Being called a bitch made Ilya wet involuntarily again. 

"Besides, would you betray me?" 

"Okay, I believe you." 

But Ilya suddenly thought of something and immediately asked: "Dicarron said you're a meat livestock merchant. Do you really slaughter meat livestock to make dishes for the royal family? The rebels shouldn't do that, right?" 

Dicarron laughed loudly when he heard this question: 

"Those fools! I use pork! Add more seasonings and marinade, who can tell the difference! All the meat livestock I buy are safely sent out of the city." 

Wow, I really didn't expect that. You can even do it this way... 

Afterwards, Victor chatted more with Ilya about the rebel situation before preparing to discuss other matters with Dicarron. 

Before leaving, Ilya returned Victor's coat to him. 

Victor took it in his hand but found the hem was already wet with love juices. 

Ilya lowered her head in embarrassment. 

Victor smiled calmly: 

"It's okay, don't feel ashamed. This is all caused by the drugs those beasts gave you." 

Ilya secretly stuck out her tongue. 

That's not it at all... 

Later, Victor often came back to visit, discussing rebellion details with Ilya on the side. 

They planned to take action at the Empire's Founding Day celebration banquet. 

At that time, Dicarron would bring Ilya to enter. 

Then, Ilya would need to stuff her pussy full of daggers and short swords, even hollowing out some organs to make room. 

She would use her body to transport the weapons in. When the time was right, those rebel experts would draw the weapons and take action. 

But there was one problem. 

The Empire's king had body doubles. 

No one knew which one was his true body, only the royal female dogs who served him might know. 

So Victor made a difficult and heartbreaking decision. 

He had his own sister become a female dog and offered her to the king. 

Victor's sister Vina had always been protected by him. She was Victor's softest spot. 

Because their parents died when they were young, Victor and Vina had always relied on each other. They were each other's most cherished family. 

So only Vina, his own sister, could Victor trust. 

Every time he talked about Vina's mission, about personally putting humiliating clothes on his sister, inserting vibrators into his sister's pussy, Victor would bite his lip until it bled. 

But for the sake of the entire country's people, for justice, for human rights, these sacrifices were worth it! 

Ilya was moved to tears several times. 

Those were tears of excitement. 

She never tired of this kind of ethical drama. 

Time passed day by day, getting closer and closer to Founding Day. 

In her free time between being raped, Ilya would practice stuffing dinner knives into her pussy. 

Although the dinner knives were extremely sharp, Ilya also cheated a bit. 

She increased the toughness of her flesh, then expanded its flexibility. 

This meant the blades couldn't cut her internal organs, so there would be no blood to expose her. 

He stuffed a handful of daggers and short swords into Ilya's pussy. 

Ilya struggled to spread open her pussy, feeling the cold metal touch her most private place. 

Her secreted love juices provided excellent lubrication, allowing the blades to easily enter her hole. 

Victor kept stuffing while marveling. 

Finally, twelve short swords and daggers were all stuffed into Ilya's belly through her pussy. 

Ilya had already removed parts of her large intestine, liver and stomach. 

Now Ilya was completely a human bag. 

She stood up, tightening her pussy muscles, then took a few steps and felt it was no big problem. 

She just couldn't walk fast, otherwise the clanging sound in her belly would immediately expose her. 

Victor looked at the naked girl in front of him with joy in his heart. 

This was truly heaven blessing the rebels, sending such an amazing woman. 

He was starting to believe those preachers from the south. 

Believe that perhaps there really was a pure and wise creator goddess blessing them. 

What Victor didn't know was that the goddess not only blessed him, but personally came down to help him with her body... 

The grand opening of the once-in-a-decade Founding Day celebration began. 

The streets were full of festive people on this day. 

Everywhere was a scene of mating. 

It was a bit better inside the palace. Everyone was dancing and drinking. 

Several celebrity female dogs were dancing naked on stage. 

Ilya was brought into the palace by the clueless Dicarron as his private female dog. 

But this time she had to hold back, otherwise climaxing and squirting the swords out of her pussy would be disastrous. 

The ball reached its climax with the king's entrance. 

He was a fat man wearing a crown on his head. 

When he appeared, a young girl was hanging on his chest. 

The girl looked to be only about 18 years old, very petite. 

And her only connection to the king was her pussy and his cock. 

Ilya noticed that in the crowd, Victor's eyes widened at this moment, his hands tightly clenched into fists, his forehead covered in veins. 

He was clearly enduring great pain. 

Looking at this, Ilya immediately understood that the girl was Victor's sister Vina. 

Although Victor was burning with rage, he still held back from taking action. 

Because the entire king in front of him was definitely not real. 

He must be a body double. 

Victor quietly waited for his sister's signal. 

Vina hung on the king's body double's cock, looking extremely pained, but long-term training made her pussy flow with juices. 

Whenever the king thrust a few times, it would make her moan in pleasure. 

Ilya held back her pleasure and quietly looked around, seeing her brother. She understood the time had come. 

She couldn't shout out the intelligence because her mouth was stuffed with a ball gag. 

But Vina had another method. 

A method secretly trained with her brother for a long time. 

Vina's small anus suddenly contracted, then opened again. 

People who didn't know the inside story just thought this little girl couldn't control her sphincter from being fucked. 

But Victor understood what it meant. 

He stared intently at his sister's anus. 

That delicate chrysanthemum kept blooming, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. 

Ilya suddenly understood, and this time she was truly shocked. 

Vina was actually using her anus to signal her brother! 

That's right, Vina was rhythmically using her anus to tap out a code that only her brother Victor could understand. 

"Left... third... red clothes... green ring..." 

Victor watched his sister's anus contracting while decoding in his mind. 

Suddenly, the king's body double pulled out his huge cock, then inserted it into Vina's anus! 

Vina immediately lost her means of transmitting information! 

But it was already over. 

Victor had figured out the code. 

He told the information to all his subordinates, then they gathered around Ilya. 

"Haha, Victor, let's have a drink!" 

Dicarron saw Victor coming over and thought he wanted to drink, immediately raising his glass enthusiastically. 

"No need for drinks. I need to borrow your female dog for a moment." 

"Hm? Now? Not possible now, I'm relying on her to show off..." 

But suddenly Dicarron couldn't speak anymore. 

Because his trachea was instantly crushed. He stared at Victor in shock, then fell to the ground silently and completely stopped breathing. 

Victor let out a great roar. His dozen or so subordinates immediately surrounded Ilya. 

Ilya hurriedly lay on the ground, then raised her ass high towards the sky. She used her fingers to spread open her pussy, and a gush of love juices flowed out, exposing the dozen sword hilts. 

The rebels drew out the short swords and daggers one by one. 

Those steel blades still carried Ilya's love juices, glinting and shining as if enchanted. 

"Kill the tyrant!" 

Taking advantage of the chaos in the hall before the guards could react, these rebels raised their weapons and charged towards a man dressed in splendid clothes. 

This man was the real king! 

The raised weapons traced arcs of cold light. 

Ilya's love juices flew everywhere. 

With a swing of the blade, the Empire's king's head was instantly chopped off. 

As blood spurted from the king's neck, Ilya's love juices also gushed forth. 

The red blood and transparent lewd fluids intertwined in the air, painting a beautiful picture. 

Ilya pinched her own nipples, watching the rebels fighting with the guards. A wave of pleasure came from her lower body. 

Because before the king was beheaded, he had been fucking a noble female dog, so his cock was still erect. Even after losing his head, the cock still didn't go soft. 

Ilya crawled like a dog to the king's corpse. She took the cock in her mouth and sucked it for a while. 

Then she flipped onto the king's corpse, aligned her pussy with the cock, and sat down on it. 

"Ah~" 

This scene was Ilya raping the king's corpse! 

The cock seemed to know its owner had died. Reproductive instinct made it even harder, wanting to leave one last seed for this life. 

Ilya frantically swiveled her hips, letting the cock violate her pussy from all 360 degrees. 

Her golden hair flew wildly with her intense movements, her pair of alluring white rabbits bouncing up and down. 

Finally, at the moment of her climax, the cock inside her pussy also erupted with countless spurts of semen. 

The force of the ejaculation was so strong that it directly broke through Ilya's cervix, shooting into her uterus! 

"Ahhhhh!" 

The pleasure of being creampied in her womb made Ilya's eyes roll back and her tongue loll out. 

She collapsed on the headless king's corpse, the continuously ejaculating cock still inside her pussy... 

After a long while, when Ilya came back to her senses, the entire palace hall was deathly silent. 

Oh, not because everyone was dead. 

But because time had frozen at this moment. 

The fighting people all stood motionless in place. 

The terror on the fleeing nobles' faces was frozen in this instant. 

Ilya even saw Victor's sister Vina biting off the body double king's cock... 

"Sadogil, you've finally learned to read the situation. You came at just the right time, I'm done having fun." 

As Ilya finished speaking, a pure white figure slowly descended from above the palace hall. 

A few feathers floated in the air. 

"My beloved goddess, I've come to receive you." 

Ilya pulled her pussy off the cock, then stretched lazily. 

"What's the matter this time?" 

Sadogil respectfully knelt on one knee, kissed Ilya's pussy - this was the highest etiquette in heaven - then said: 

"There is a reincarnator waiting for your blessing in heaven." 

"Oh? A reincarnator? It's been several hundred years since one appeared." 

"Hehe, then let me taste what this hero is like." With a lewd smile, Goddess Ilya immediately flew up above the palace hall. 

Just as she was about to leave, she turned her head to look at Victor fighting the guards below. 

Tsk tsk, I haven't tasted this man's cock yet, what a pity. 

Then she looked at Vina again. This girl's face was full of hatred, with a broken cock in her mouth and her naked lower body covered in semen. 

Sigh, forget it. Considering Vina put on that nice show with her asshole giving me the code, I'll help out her useless brother. 

Thinking this, Ilya waved her little hand, then left this space with Sadogil. 

When time resumed, Victor and the rebels were shocked to find that the guards who had just been fighting them were now all lying dead on the ground. 

Even those nobles had died with their eyes wide open. 

He wrapped his sister in clothes, then carried her out of the palace. 

Outside the palace, they saw crowds of soldiers all lying dead on the ground. In the entire palace, other than the rebels, there wasn't a single living person left! What they didn't see was that outside the palace, all soldiers under the Empire's system had stopped breathing at this moment. 

At least hundreds of thousands of lives ended in this instant. 

Victor, carrying his sobbing sister, looked at where Ilya had disappeared, lost in thought. 

After a long while, he raised his head to the sky and softly said: "Thank you." 

Victor was hailed as a hero by the rebels and became king. He then violently reformed the Empire from top to bottom. 

He abolished the Empire's citizenship laws, executed all slave traders and meat livestock businessmen. 

He granted rights to women, declaring them equal to men. 

Although several hundred years later, a wave of feminists appeared in the country demanding more rights than men, these greedy people had clearly forgotten the misery of ancient women. But all in all, an equal and harmonious country was born. 

This country was: 

The Holy Nation of Ilya.