The female paladin in black leather who was brutally trained due to a mission gone wrong recalled Zeng Jin's past and was reduced to a human being.

Register Watson, a major criminal who will be executed by the Regicides - as a Union soldier, he took the wives and children of his fallen comrades, and even sold them to slave owners. This man betrayed trust, betrayed his oath and The comrade whose blood is thicker than water has committed an unpardonable crime and must not be spared lightly. Today should be his day of death.

This is a description of a task that is short and goal-oriented. There's just a little problem.

This task has been backlogged for a while, and because the database was attacked, the task data was damaged. When the problem was discovered, the organization did only two things at the same time.

First, he found Constant, whose mansion was unfortunately used as a mission location, and asked him to be careful not to get killed.

Second, transfer the task after correcting the target information to others.

Yes, it is so irresponsible, but it is in line with the organization's consistent style. The man who received the notice thought of a good idea, a decision that might get him beaten, but was very interesting.

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And when this idea was put into practice, he began to feel lucky that he had sent all the guards home for the holidays. If not for this, the mansion would have been littered with corpses today. He covered the injured back of his head and looked at the scene. The messy hallway of my house. The newly repainted wall was full of cracks and bullet holes made by swords and pistols. The precious decorative armor fell to the ground and turned into worthless metal fragments. The vase flew out of the air together with the flowers he had just watered. Outside the window, rainwater fell steadily into the bucket. The flowers wrapped in ceramic shards had been soaked and started to rot. Even the carpet that he had waited twenty-five days to clean was not spared. It was removed from the fireplace. The poker he took out burned a big hole.

Before today, the man knew nothing about Loya's fighting power. During the battle, which lasted for more than half an hour, the noose tactics focusing on joint techniques, strangulation and dodge and the swordsmanship of the Youlong style of main attack complemented each other. , almost sending others away several times. Fortunately, with his physical advantage, he successfully suppressed Loia, but this prank brought him economic losses of hundreds of thousands at least.

And in return for almost killing him, the "prank" had to be upgraded and became a little too extreme.

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When she woke up, Loya felt like her body was floating in mid-air. She couldn't even feel gravity. Her vision was deprived of something. A ball of several centimeters in diameter was stuffed in her mouth, and her saliva was pouring out uncontrollably.

There seemed to be some strange touch coming from her already numb body. There was something close to her clitoris and nipples, and the continuous vibrations washed her sensitive parts. To her, such a toy was nothing, but It was enough that she couldn't wait quietly.

The toys placed on her body have strange amplitudes and frequencies, as if they know something about her. The moment she gets used to it, the vibrations will stop immediately, ending her tolerance for the vibrations, and then start again. It started once, and the amplitude did not rise or fall in any regular way. It seemed that it was deliberately making her lose control of it all, making her unable to regard this not too exciting feeling as nothing.

No sound came from her ears. Although the soft rope was inserted into her flesh, it did not allow her to feel anything. She could not see anything with her eyes, could not feel the breath in the air, and the ball in her mouth could not feel anything. No taste at all.

The only thing that existed and continued was the vibration of the toy on my body.

In the darkness and nothingness, Loya twisted her body gently and tried to struggle, but to no avail, it just made her body sway like a swing. All five senses were lost, leaving only pleasure, and the only sixth sense still functioning told her that something terrible was happening around her.

A pair of hands opened her labia, gently moved her clitoris with the pads of his fingers, pressed the pierced area, and twisted it hard, like twisting a towel. Finally, a small clamp was used to secure her clitoris. The clitoris is clamped tightly and pulled outward.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... more..."

Obviously, the clitoris was just an appetizer, not even a foreplay. At some point, something rough and barbed touched her tightly locked urethral opening, as if it knew that her urethra had been developed. He thrust in with the same carelessness. The barb rubbed against her urethra and went straight into her bladder. Urine gushes out from the small gap squeezed out by the barb and pools into puddles on the ground.

The urethra is not the end. There is something soft touching her anus. It is as cold as the blue ice on the snowy mountain. It is unbearable. This is not all. This thick liquid is like His tongue kept swirling along the petals of her anus, opening every inch of the folds inside the anus, and then cleaning it carefully, one after another of pleasure filled her body like cold lightning, splitting her body apart. He was horrified, but at the same time he couldn't even struggle because of the restraint.