The Iron Grip of Rend
Isabel, now wielding the power of dominion, led her army across the region, proclaiming herself its new ruler. Most bowed their heads before her overwhelming presence, but some refused to acknowledge the new master and rose in revolt. Some acted out of genuine loyalty, while others sneered at Isabel, the woman once called a "toilet" in Rend, dismissing her as nothing more than a pretty face. Isabel crushed the rebellion without mercy. Captured ringleaders were tied to horses and dragged through the streets before being impaled on stakes in the city square, left to hang until they died. But that was only the beginning. Isabel was relentless. She punished not only the rebels but their families, relatives, and even friends. Men were sent to labor camps, while women were enslaved and gifted to obedient households or forced into prostitution. Her brutal rule sparked backlash. Every day, new voices rose in the city square to denounce the new ruler. Some cried out for pure justice, while others, sensing the shifting tide of public opinion, were incited by those who hoped to topple Isabel and seize power for themselves.
Isabel solved the growing unrest by releasing the captured soldiers of Baron Vicander. At first glance, one might expect those soldiers to join the rebellion, but upon returning home, they instead dissuaded their neighbors from rising up. "An S-rank mercenary was crushed like an ant, and a single punch killed a hundred men! With someone like that protecting our new countess, what chance do we have even if ten thousand of us gather? We'd be lucky to survive!" The tide of rebellion quickly froze over. Backed by Kang Geon, Isabel freely cut down anyone who dared resist. Before long, only the obedient remained. It took Isabel less than two weeks to stamp out the rebellions in advance and seize control of the administration across three regions. Though the time was short, for Erichi and Ruby—who had been reduced to sex slaves for the soldiers—it felt like an eternity.
"Hnnngh……."
"These pathetic bitches. Shove it in their asses and play with their nipples and they cum instantly."
A soldier was mounting Erichi from behind like an animal. Her loosened anus swallowed his cock with ease while her hardened nipples were teased between his fingers. Right beside her, Ruby was being taken in the exact same position. Even though Isabel had thrown many other women to the soldiers, Erichi and Ruby's popularity never waned. After all, when would these men ever get the chance to taste the flesh of noblewomen? Moreover, the soldiers had quickly discovered the weakness Kang Geon had created in them and tormented those spots without mercy. The two women would gush with arousal and climax spectacularly, their faces twisted in despair at the fact that they were cumming for such lowly men—an expression the soldiers found endlessly entertaining.
"P-please, stop……."
"A bitch who's about to cum has no right to say stop."
"Please, just let me rest a little. I really feel like I'm going to die."
The soldier ignored Erichi's pleas and mechanically enjoyed her rear. Before he even finished, Erichi's eyes rolled back halfway as she squirted violently. "She cums just from having her asshole pounded. Was she really a noble? Or was the former count a pervert who only liked anal?"
Erichi reached an even more intense climax at the humiliating words. The sight of the former countess—her red hair disheveled, her body drenched in sweat, being fucked like a dog—was far too stimulating for the soldiers waiting their turn while pounding her daughter.
"I'm cumming! On the countess's face!"
"Fuck, this bitch is so damn sexy!"
"Cock-crazed whore! Eat it!"
The soldiers came one after another. Erichi was quickly covered in semen. Filthy cum ran down her hair in thick streams. Her entire face was coated in white. The soldier who had been using her pulled out after finishing inside her rectum. "Hngh……." As his cock slipped free, Erichi regained some awareness and began to sob. Her situation was simply too miserable and painful. The sneering soldiers, the filthy cum clinging to her skin, the fishy stench filling her nose, the rough, merciless sex with no trace of gentleness, and her own daughter moaning in pleasure while being taken from behind. A scene she could never have imagined a month ago was now unfolding before her eyes.
"This bitch is about to cry again. Hurry up and fuck her!"
The next soldier in line shoved his cock into Erichi's asshole. At this, Erichi would sob halfway while moaning in pleasure, becoming perfect entertainment for the soldiers. "A perverted bitch who feels it with her body even while crying—there's no one else like you." "Hnnngh…… Hnnnghhh……." Erichi let out a strange cry and came again.
"The countess is here! Everyone, attention!"
The soldiers immediately stopped what they were doing and stood at attention. The noisy space fell silent in an instant. Click, click, click. Isabel always wore high heels. It was partly Kang Geon's order, but Isabel herself preferred them because they made her taller and enhanced the lines of her legs. "Is that how you greet your countess? If you're a slave, act like one and kneel."
Thud, thud. Erichi and Ruby, who had been standing to receive Isabel, quickly dropped to their knees. Isabel lifted Erichi's face with her baton. Any trace of noble dignity was gone. Only resignation and despair remained; she looked at Isabel with the fearful eyes of a slave, constantly gauging her mood. Ruby was the same. Isabel was pleased with the change in the two women. "Do you want to get out of here?"
"Yes, Countess! If you just let us leave, we'll do anything!"
"Is that so?"
Isabel sat down on a chair, removed her high heels, and extended her feet. "Lick."
Erichi and Ruby crawled forward on their knees and began licking her toes. "Hohohohoho!" Isabel reveled in her power—the power to make soldiers obey and to force these two women to lick her dirty feet. Even though becoming Kang Geon's slave had brought her all manner of humiliation, in this moment she felt grateful to be his slave. Without him, she would never have become countess; she would have been too busy fending off Baron Vicander's attacks. If only Master would show a little consideration for my dignity. Isabel, who had once sworn never to surrender even her heart, was gradually becoming enslaved to him in every way.
Slurp, suck, lick, slurp. "That's enough. Since I like how you lick feet, I'll make you my maids." "Thank you, Countess! Thank you!" "Thank you! We'll work hard!" The mother and daughter were delighted to have escaped their fate as the soldiers' onaholes. Isabel studied their cum-covered faces, wondering how best to torment them next.
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While Kang Geon enjoyed himself to the fullest in Ferum, the profits from using Han Sang-mi only continued to grow. It wasn't just because of her outstanding looks and figure—Park Sun-woo's strategy played a major role as well. Han Sang-mi posted provocative photos on social media, which Park Sun-woo spread across various communities. People who saw them would visit her streaming channel, and most viewers—excluding minors—would then move on to her adult streams. Park Sun-woo would then upload edited clips or specially themed videos to Sexnet for sale. This would generate more buzz around Han Sang-mi's videos, drawing in even more people and increasing revenue. But Park Sun-woo didn't stop there. He used money to lure or deceive various women into shooting nude photoshoots and porn videos, all of which became Kang Geon's profit.
"Geon-ah! Look at this! Sexnet offered us a channel!" Park Sun-woo exclaimed excitedly while visiting Kang Geon's new house before heading to the club. A channel was a benefit given by Sexnet to accounts with many followers or those like Park Sun-woo who were seriously engaged in producing and distributing pornography. Having a channel allowed far more freedom to customize than a regular Sexnet account—it was essentially like borrowing Sexnet's servers for free to run one's own site. "Guess I'll have to raise your salary." "You'd better raise it by at least 50! What should we name the channel?" "Let's call it Pandora." "Pandora? What's that again? I've heard of it somewhere." "You idiot. It's the box that holds all the bad things." "Ah! Pandora's Box! That's perfect. Our channel runs on the tears and suffering of women, after all." "Exactly. Pandora it is."
Thus, the channel named Pandora was created. "Right now it's just a channel, but eventually I'll turn it into a site like Sexnet. And then I'll devour Sexnet itself." "Do you have the money?" "Our big investor will have to put in some work. Since we've got the channel now, want to shoot a video?" "Want me to do a hidden camera thing?" "Nah~. I've got something better~." Park Sun-woo pulled a small bottle of transparent liquid from his pocket. "What's that?" "What do you think? It's roofies. One drop and you're out cold. I brought it because you said we were going to the club tonight." "Have you tried it?" "Of course. This stuff really knocks you out. You can't even stand, and you won't remember a thing. We can hit on some pretty girls at the table, take them out, and then use it."
Kang Geon and Park Sun-woo grinned at each other. When Kim Tae-san arrived, the three of them got into Kang Geon's foreign car and headed to the club. They secured a table on the second floor and watched the curvaceous women dancing sexily, occasionally going down to dance or invite someone to join them if they spotted an attractive girl. Thanks to Park Sun-woo's smooth talking, he managed to bring two women over after just two attempts. After they sat down and introduced themselves, the two women turned out to be Park Na-young and Lee Hee-jin, second-year piano students at Yoosung Women's University. Park Na-young wore a tight knit top with skinny jeans, while Lee Hee-jin showed off her figure in a mini dress. Their bodies were decent, but their faces were lacking—perfect targets to drug and discard. Hehehe. The three men exchanged glances behind the women's backs. Park Sun-woo spoke to them casually, calling them "noona," and they seemed comfortable with it. They quickly grew friendly, and Park Sun-woo suggested leaving the club for another drink. The two women, already exhausted from dancing, agreed to go with them.
They left the noisy club, and Kang Geon brought the car around. "Wow, isn't this an expensive car? How much is something like this?" "Over 100 million. I told you earlier—Geon's a building owner worth billions." "Was that for real? I thought it was just bragging." Park Na-young and Lee Hee-jin's eyes changed. They had been upgraded from one-night stands to potential long-term prospects who could cover the cost of drinks. It was the common mistake women made when they thought they held the power of choice. The second round was at a nearby cocktail bar. While drinking together in a secluded corner, Park Na-young and Lee Hee-jin ordered only expensive drinks, trusting in Kang Geon's wealth. Before the bill grew too large, Park Sun-woo slipped the drug into their drinks. The two women drank without realizing what had been added and soon collapsed. "Oh no. What do we do if they're already out? Guess we'll have to take them to a motel." Park Sun-woo said while groping Park Na-young's breasts. She showed no signs of waking up. "These bitches rely on makeup and drink like crazy. Let's hurry up and go." Kang Geon and Kim Tae-san each carried one woman to a nearby motel. They rented two rooms, laid the women on the beds, and stripped them. Throughout the process, their phones continuously filmed the unconscious women's bodies. They played with them until satisfied, took turns raping them, then left them there and walked out of the room.