Chapter 22 – Abduction – 1
The hunt itself was a very grand event. The emperor and the knights all liked it. However, only one person, Helena, the most popular female knight and princess, was seldom excited, and she grew emaciated as the days went by. She just shook her head when anyone asked what was wrong with her, saying Helena was fine.
Despite repeated questions from people who thought it strange, and the emperor’s kind consideration, Helena was unable to reveal her truth. A terrible secret she couldn’t tell anyone, an embarrassing fact she had to hide, rather she would cry in a corner she secretly alone while Helena was afraid anyone would notice.
But crying wasn’t going to solve it. The two greedy and energetic men summoned Helena, her beautiful body, to a secret place, and at night, they visited without fail and held a rape party all night long. Cesare and Schmidt reveled in the delicious prey of this best woman who had been glaring at for years.
When Helena cried and she asked Iris for her necklace, she surprisingly nodded her head with ease. However, in the stable where they followed them, she promised to return them. Of course, when that was over, her necklace didn’t come back. The best prize that her men thought, was only humiliation.
Helena, now the frail and frail girl she appeared to be, had no strength to deal with her savage men. Simply, her blouse and pants were ripped off, her panties and bra ripped open, and her mouth jammed with her penis as she screamed. Soon, another hard stick pierced her lower part of her mouth.
Her Helena’s smooth, elastic lumps of flesh were distorted, and her red handprints were imprinted on her snow-white and supremely soft skin. She was finally released only after she was showered with pure white semen all over her dazzlingly beautiful body and her radiant blond hair, which had been blessed by the god.
It was like going back in time a few years ago. She was raped every day, and her mouth and stomach had to be filled with semen, and she trembled because she did not know when she would become pregnant.
What struck her even more as Helena was her own body’s reaction. Could it be that her body is sensitive to pleasure because of her past experience and being a lesbian? Or is it because of an innate lustful disposition? Either way, her Helena’s body would continue to heat up and her mind would grow hazy, even as she suffered unbearably disgusting events.
She strangely simply drained the power out of her body, and then she moved on her own. Just like that, she clasped herself around the ugly man’s neck, and her slender legs wrapped around her waist. Her saliva dripped from her gaping lips, and her soft skin was wet with sweat and slippery like glue.
“You can’t do this!”
She shouted inwardly, but when her man’s penis pushed into her cunt and he thrust it hard once, he quickly twisted her back and let out an embarrassing moan. Reason was quickly swallowed up by the waves of her sensuality and pleasure, and a hopeless feeling as if falling endlessly toward her endless precipice dominated her whole body.
Cesare laughed at her like that. Every time she saw her man’s sneer, Helena blushed at her humiliation, but then, as her man’s hand cupped her breasts, a thrill of pleasure ran through her whole body.
Cesare’s skills were truly outstanding. Helena struggled madly in a swamp of ecstasy she couldn’t get out of every time he touched and fucked.
Then one day. On the eleventh day after the hunt began, it rained heavily all day. On days when it rained heavily, hunting was not possible, so everyone rested in tents or wagons. There were also soldiers who drank or gambled, and took women to lie down.
Helena took a bath after a long time in a tent set up to her own. The bathtub, which was decorated with various jewels based on glittering gold, was very splendid, but it did not reach the extreme beauty of the woman sitting in it. Helena let out a pleasant groan as she lay in the hot water, naked, with not a single thread on her body.
“Haaa…”
Her mind went blank and her body blatantly unraveled. Helena, feeling better, closed her eyes and rested for a while. Soon after, she opened her eyes and slowly began to wash herself. Her warm water splashed around her Helena’s dazzling white nakedness.
Helena, who was suddenly stroking her own thigh, felt something tickle her. “Ah!” After her groan and her naked body trembled once, Helena brought her right hand to her breast herself. She stroked her plump breasts, then twisted the nipple, and she felt a thrill of pleasure again.
“Oh, no, this is how it is…”
It’s already late. Her lewd body longed for more pleasure. Before she knew it, her right hand was kneading her breasts even more roughly, and her left hand was resting on her slender waist, passing through her skinny lower belly and seeping between her sleek legs.
“Crane!”
Helena’s head bent behind her as her vulgar decency leaked out. Her legs gripped her left hand, but even then, her left hand wriggled forcefully, digging into her cunt and touching her most sensitive membrane. Every time that happened, her juice leaked out unstoppably, and her legs twisted.
She was Helena, who already knew her own erogenous zones from her lesbian life. Her naked body trembled with her soaring pleasure as she continued to stimulate her own body. Eventually, having finished her masturbation, Helena lowered her red-hot face and exhaled her excited breath. Shame, shame and guilt overtook her.
Helena cried because she couldn’t believe how she had gotten to this point, but her body defied the commands of reason and only shuddered at the aftertaste of her pleasure. Her legs trembled as she managed to get herself out of her bathtub. Her mind was so hazy that she had trouble walking properly.
Helena, who had covered her nakedness with her bathrobe, opened her curtains and headed for her bedroom, when one of her maids handed her a letter. Helena, who had been watching with a puzzled look at the back of her maid who had left without saying who sent it, the moment she opened the envelope and saw the contents, her face turned blue.
“Also…”
Her body trembled at her humiliation and despair. However, she was already caught up in her weaknesses and had no choice but to comply. It was Helena sighing as she got up slowly and changed her clothes, but her heart was beating with some kind of anticipation.
