Chapter 211 – 211. The Duchess’ First Craftwork Exhibition (3)

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The bitch’s cries continued for a long time,

Whiik, ppaak!
Cheeky!

“Keheuk! Uhhh, puhuhuhuhuh! Kkaaeaeng, Kkaaeae aeng!”

It ended only when the male dog was hit by her back foot from her swing.

“Shut up, Kreung!”

The male dog purrs, glaring at her bitch.

Could it be that Chiba’s anatomical knowledge was being perfected?

The male dog’s growling was infinitely similar to that of a beast.

It was difficult to find any more traces of human voices in the low echoes emitted by the vocal cords.

It was for that reason that even when Sinatra heard the male dog’s voice, he could not associate it with Rai’s voice.

“Keep it up…”

The bitch’s screams die down.

Her breathless sobs took its place.

The bitch had no way to stop her surge of sorrow.

“Kong, kuheng… That, but as far as hitting him… Kreuk, I was pregnant…”

The bitch was a woman in her early twenties.

Thanks to Chiba’s care, her womb and genitalia remained human, so their fertility was no different from that of a healthy woman in her twenties.

In that state, the bitch was gang-raped by human men hundreds, perhaps thousands, of times.

Therefore, it was more appropriate to measure the amount of semen sprayed on its genitals in liters.

As always, when a living thing feels a great threat to its own safety, its instincts give priority to the reproduction of the species.

Therefore, the bitch’s sexual desire exploded, and her ovulation was more active than usual.

Thus, it was inevitable that the cubs were hungry.

However, at some point, she only realized that she was pregnant because the moon had stopped, and it was also inevitable that she could not know who the father of the baby conceived in her belly was.

“Kreung. You’re not even my baby, Kreung, what the hell do you want me to treat you for? Kreung, giving up being a human long ago, Kreung, to the point of cutting people apart, Kreung, on the pretext of having a baby, Kreung, Do you want to buy some sympathy?

But it is certain that the male dog is not the father of his offspring.

The male dog started using the female as a self-defense device because it was after the female’s lunar distance stopped.

Even after confirming that the bitch had stopped her lulling, the suspicious male waited a little longer to be sure.

I put up with it until I was sure whether the bitch’s nausea was due to morning sickness in the early stages of pregnancy or because she was upset with living in a pile of feces.

Only after confirming that the cub was perfectly conceived and confirmed that there was no possibility of a baby, Suka began to solve her sexual desire.

The bitch was also weighed down by stress and anxiety, so it was natural for the female to actively respond to the male’s estrus.

“If you, Kreung, had my child, Kreung, you would have built your womb long ago.”

The male dog did not want to leave behind the debts and regrets of his heart by beating his offspring.

After being caught by Regal, the children who had been raised for as little as 10 years, or as long as over 20 years, were gang-raped in front of Regal, killed brutally, and even turned into well-minced beef jerky.

If a child of her own blood was to be born here, there was no law that she would not have to face it again.

Even so, I was afraid that by realizing that I was a female of my own blood, I would sympathize with or want to protect the beast from a researcher who had ethics below human from the beginning.

The male dog did not want to leave the world with his earnest wish for life.

If I could just endure each day and die a little faster, at least if I could completely let go of my mind, that was enough.

He seemed to be able to achieve it a little faster if he left nothing behind to make life lingering.

However, due to the reality that I couldn’t even die at will, in order to relieve the resentment that soared involuntarily, I only did things that I couldn’t feel any remorse for.

And that was coveting the bitch’s pussy.

“Yeah, kuhung, it could be your bastard, kuhung, with,”

“Don’t talk nonsense, Kreung. There’s no way that a person who has done hundreds of human dissections, Kreung, wouldn’t know that I couldn’t have impregnated him, Kreung?”

“Keeing…”

Sukka knew that she could not be the father of the van.

She just wanted to fake it in order to whine at the male dog, but she didn’t really believe it.

I was sure I was pregnant because it was before I gave my pussy to the male dog for the first time.

“Me, I, Kerung, it’s so hard,”

“Your bastard, Kreung, go and bark at your real father, Kreung. Well, heck, heck. You should be able to tell which dog is a cheap cum-cum, Kreung, a banshee, Kreung.”

“Keuhuhhh…!”

At the cold ridicule of the male dog, the female dog starts wailing loudly.

The male dog clicks her tongue and lies down on the floor with less feces.

A head was attached to her forelegs.

Try to inhale through your mouth.

As if that way, the turbid air expelled by decaying feces would not come in.

“I, I, keuhung, keuhuhuh…! I want to go out, keuhuhuhhh…!”

Even the bitch had long since lost her will to live.

When her lost saintess returns, she pours divine power on herself, and there is no reason for her to use her extreme healing powers for days and days.

In the first place, finding her holy woman was also a problem.

Even if she escapes from Regal’s clutches dramatically, the only place the bitch can go is the exhibition corner of the strange creatures of the wandering troupe.

So, the bitch had no choice but to get out of this musty-smelling space for a moment and inhale fresh air to fill her lungs.

No, it was even more desperate to drink clean, cool water if possible.

But it was even more hopeless than getting out of here.

Because it was clear that she would be killed by the guards before she could even throw herself into the river when she reached the river.

“Why, why, kuhung, only me, kuhuhhhhh! Kiehhhhh!”

“Fucking bitch… Kreureung.”

Knowing that all too well, the only pleasure a bitch could have was the occasional sexual pleasure.

She being the male dog’s device, and her male dog being her own device, was one of the factors that made her feel happy in every little thing.

It was indescribably enjoyable to be raped by therapists under Regal who periodically examined them, or by strong men under Brora who accompanied them.

It was fun to entrust myself to strong men and receive sexual stimulation, but at least that day, it was more because I was able to wash my body clean.

As they did not want to get feces on their bodies, they always soaked a bitch in running water before raping it until its pernicious smell was completely gone.

Each time, the bitch felt a thrill of liberation enough to pee in the water.

Of course, the moment I fell into the pit again, the frustration and desolation I felt came as dizzy as the feeling of liberation.

It was almost no different from the feeling of falling to death.

“Kreung, Kreung…”

Is it because the male dog’s displeasure has become overly blatant?

“Kreub… Nope…”

The bitch’s cries gradually subside.

It slumped its head to the floor, and lay face down with its forepaws covering its eyes.

Whether the floor was wet with poop or not, the bitch didn’t care.

If you close your eyes and cover your ears, they all seem to disappear,

“Oops, wooooo…”

Didn’t.

It gave me morning sickness that felt like nausea.

Actually, it wasn’t that different.

There are many women who get severe morning sickness even if they smell fishy in the early stages of pregnancy.

It was most likely that the scent of feces that pierced its sense of smell was causing something between flatulence and morning sickness.

“Huh, huh…”

The bitch sticks out her tongue long and gasps.

And in her quest for her spiritual triumph, she conjures up lesser beasts.

‘The men said that the sow, the mare, and the praying mantis were so ugly that their teeth trembled. Just by looking at his face, all his cocks died, so the men said that they just did a rough health checkup and didn’t even hit rice cake and just left. I bet they haven’t been out of the pit since they were in the shit pit, let alone washed? Ah, the cow bitch is envious…’

The cow was overly popular among the men under Brora.

The fantastically tactile breasts, the chewy and elastic skin, and the two horns placed in the right place to use as handles to make it easier to enjoy the mouth, all stimulated the fantasy of men with abnormal sexual desires.

Unlike the bitch, which was popular only in the beginning, the cow was steadily popular.

Because of that, I heard that cows have never been put in the basement of a public toilet.

It became a meat toilet that satisfies the lust of the men under Brora, dealing with dozens of cocks with his whole body every day and night.

It was not possible to clearly know which would be happier between being a creature that lives in the toilet and being a creature that is the toilet itself, because there was no cross-validation.

But, it seemed, if she could get out and live under this hellish latrine, the bitch would be much happier wherever she was and whatever she was treated there.

‘Ah, but it’s better than Abellow… Ugh, I thought of it again… Rather than end up like her, it’s far better to just throw your head in the shit and commit suicide.’

Parr.

The bitch trembles.

And gradually calms down

The bitch was finally able to think of a beast far worse than herself.

Through him, she was able to continue her pleasurable mental masturbation, saying that she was not yet in a bad situation.

‘If the eyes, nose, lips, tongue, breasts, labia majora, labia minora, clitoris, ovaries, uterus, knees, hands, feet, shins, elbows, auricles, scalp, eyelids, and parts of organs are cut out, what the hell is left? How are you alive? Are you adjusting the body with black magic? Ah, um… I’ve seen it before, but it looks like it’s drooling… Judging by how Chiba-year-old responds to commands and external stimuli, it looks like she’s still alive… Have you lost your mind? I don’t want to be alive if I end up like that…’

He broods over the misfortune of Abellour.

And I recall the plight of that pitiful beast.

I got some strength to hold on.

‘Ho-ho-ho. I heard that that bitch lives alone in a dung pit, but she’s lonely and having a hard time, so she’ll definitely die before me. Oh, I want to see the cubs squeezing her cock in her sister’s baby. You laughed at me so much, and then you were locked up among men, so what did you do? Ho Ho. If I did that right in front of my eyes, they would laugh at me heartily…’

The bitch got excited.

Just by imagining the male researchers who had laughed at him turned into male beasts, the males gasping for breath as they slumped under a public toilet.

Gurgling, gurgling.

Could get excited

It was closer to the shallow pleasure that comes from a petty vengeance than sexual arousal.

‘Hey, you assholes. They’re all going to be the same anyway, pretending to be moral, pretending to be ethical… It’s sad that it ended up like this, but I’m just going to criticize it… It looks good, it looks good! Exhilaration. Get shit on your cock and die before me!’

It fueled the curse and burned the will to live.

No.

I just gathered a little more will to endure, but it was too insignificant to be the will to live.

It seemed that only the embers that had not been ignited were burning.

Still, the bitch felt like she would go crazy without it, so she would ask about the other beasts whenever she was raped by men while undergoing medical examinations.

The bitches became more in heat if they told them about the plight of other animals, so the males were happy to tell the bitches about them.

‘Ha… Then what do you do… Who knew I would envy a bitch like a praying mantis who was lucky enough not to get pregnant and stuck in a dung pit with a eunuch… I wish I hadn’t been pregnant too…’

When the bitch thought of the life growing inside her belly, she fell into a deep depression again.

From what I’ve heard from men, only cows in toilets and themselves in toilets get pregnant.

The sow was told that neither the men nor the boar she was confined to was touched anymore.

Mares, likewise, are not touched by male goats or men.

The female mantis stepped forward and touched the eunuch, but the eunuch had completed neutering before becoming a snakehead.

Men would consider abortions so that the cow would continue to be fed through the toilet bowl, but he had no chance of that happening to him.

‘Scared… What will the baby be like? It’s my first child… Can I live I wonder if I can suckle in this filthy place… I’m an abandoned body anyway, but the baby… Ah…’

Shiver.
Drop, drop.

The bitch sheds tears.

Slurp, chop, chop.

She sticks out her long tongue and wipes away her tears.

It is the taste of feces.

‘Can’t you survive being born? No, do men want to leave it alone? Do you want to take it and kill it? Do you want to just throw it away? No… Rather, I… Will I be able to live until I give birth? … ?’

Tears burst out.

Swallow the cry

I clench my teeth to keep from making a sound.

‘I walk on quadrupeds sometimes, but what if my stomach gets too full? Are you going to have to drag the boat? It’s your first pregnancy, so you don’t want your stomach to swell a lot? Oh, do men split up when their stomachs swell?’

Rattling.

The bitch shuddered incessantly, imagining her own bleak future.

But no one comforts it.

‘Scared, scared, scared, scared, scared, scared, scared…’

If she could not get out of this place, she eagerly hoped that she could die as soon as possible before the baby was born.