Chapter 6: The Toll is a Flesh Light
In front of the gateway to the North, the first checkpoint leading into the Baron's territory, guards stood watch with bored expressions.
The crimson light of the setting sun reflected off their armor, casting long shadows across the ground.
"Ah, I'm bored to death. Why is it so quiet today?"
"Quiet is good. Stop complaining and keep your eyes on the road."
Just then, a carriage rattled out from the forest path, kicking up a cloud of dust. It looked utterly pathetic, as if it had barely survived a bandit raid.
Its wheels creaked loudly, and the canvas cover was torn in several places.
"Halt! Identify yourselves!"
The guards crossed their spears, forcing the carriage to a stop.
The sharp tips of their spears pointed directly at the driver's seat.
Astrid, sitting in the driver's seat, kept her head hung low.
A mysterious white liquid covered her armor, her helmet, and even her face, glistening under the fading sunlight.
A pungent, musky odor—reminiscent of blooming chestnut flowers—wafted strongly from the substance.
"Ugh... what is that smell?"
One of the guards pinched his nose, grimacing in disgust.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? What's that white stuff? Are you carrying some kind of plague?"
The guard poked Astrid's shoulder with the tip of his spear.
Overwhelmed with shame, Astrid couldn't bring herself to speak.
Semen... there's no way in hell I can tell them it's semen...!
She desperately swallowed the truth that threatened to spill from her throat.
I am a knight of the Duchess's house, covered in the cum of a monstrous man.
How could she possibly say that?
Her face flushed so hot inside her helmet that it felt ready to burst.
She wanted nothing more than to leap off the carriage and crawl into a hole.
"Hey! Are you going to answer or what?!"
As the guard barked his demand, Penis poked his head out from inside the carriage.
He had only a cloak loosely thrown over his shoulders, leaving his lower half completely bare and dangling.
His massive, monstrous member peeked out from the gap in the carriage door, asserting its overwhelming presence.
"Ah, hard at work, I see, fellas."
Penis waved casually.
"You see, we had a bit of a wild, messy time with some whores in the forest yesterday... and my stomach couldn't take it, so I ended up puking a bit. Hahaha!"
"P-Puke?"
Dumbfounded, the guards looked back and forth between Penis and Astrid.
"Yeah, we were rolling around all night, so I guess the smell stuck to her. It's probably a mix of dick juice and booze. Cut us some slack, eh? You guys know how it is. Man to man."
Penis grinned shamelessly and continued.
"So, we really need to get inside and wash up. Mind letting us through? I'm feeling sticky as hell, and it's driving me crazy."
The guards exchanged troubled glances.
By regulation, they were required to verify identities and search the interior of the carriage.
"Look, regulations are regulations. If you don't have identification, we have to search the carriage first. How do we know you aren't smuggling corpses in there?"
The guard captain, Brown, gripped his spear firmly. His eyes were filled with suspicion.
"Hmm... strict, aren't we?"
Penis stroked his chin, pondering.
In his pocket was a heavy pouch of gold coins he had plundered from the assassins earlier.
Tossing them a few coins would easily solve this, but...
Suddenly, his gaze landed on Jill, who was crouching in the corner of the carriage, staring blankly into space.
Why waste perfectly good money when there's a much better way? Besides, she needs some training...
A wicked smirk curled his lips as he called out to Jill.
"Hey, Jill. Get up for a second."
Jill sat there dazed, her expression completely vacant.
Her brain had completely overloaded, and she was currently escaping from reality.
I... I was a man... I was a guy... So why did I end up like this... Ugh...
"Hey! Jill! Are you deaf?"
When Penis barked her name again, Jill snapped out of her daze with a start.
"Huh? Uh... what? Why are you shouting again?"
Jill grumbled, leaning toward the carriage window.
She was curious to see what was happening outside.
"Why are we even stopped—"
Before she could finish her sentence, she froze.
Her eyes locked directly with the guard standing right outside the window.
"......!"
The guard's eyes nearly popped out of his skull.
Visible through the carriage window was the completely naked body of a breathtaking beauty. Her luscious breasts, slender waist, and pale, milky skin glowed radiantly under the crimson rays of the setting sun.
"H-Heh...? Gulp!"
The two guards stared transfixed, their eyes practically devouring Jill's naked body.
The sound of them swallowing their spit echoed loudly in the quiet air.
"Huh...?"
Only then did Jill realize she was stark naked.
"Kyaaa! You crazy bastard! What the hell!"
She scrambled backward to hide herself in the depths of the carriage.
Her face burned as red as a beet as she shrieked at Penis.
"Hey! You psycho! If there are people outside, you should've told me!"
"I did tell you, but you were too busy spacing out to hear. Clean your ears out once in a while."
Penis casually cleaned his ear with his pinky finger as he replied.
Then, he beckoned to the guards, who were still staring blankly at the window, with a crook of his finger.
"Hey, fellas. Come here for a second."
The guards approached Penis as if hypnotized.
The afterimage of Jill's naked body was burned into their retinas.
"You saw her, right? She's my personal whore. Fucking gorgeous, isn't she?"
"Th-That woman just now... is a whore?"
"Yeah. She's got a tight little pussy, too. One taste and you'll lose your mind."
Penis smirked slyly, tossing out a scandalous proposition.
"Let us through without any trouble, and I'll let you guys have a go at her. What do you say?"
"What?! S-Seriously?!"
The two guards locked eyes.
It was an unbelievable offer. A free ride with a goddess like that?
To sleep with a woman of that caliber, they'd have to spend a mountain of gold coins on the highest-class courtesan in the territory—and even then, she might not even look at them.
"My god... with a face and body like that..."
"Brown, if we pass this up, we'll regret it for the rest of our lives."
Lust flared hot in their eyes.
Just then, the sound of the relief guards approaching for the shift change echoed from behind.
"Captain Brown! Senior Derek! Is everything alright? What's with the carriage?"
"Shut up! It's nothing! Get lost! We'll handle this carriage and then swap out!"
Brown barked back urgently.
There was no way he was going to share a prize like this with the rookies.
He turned back to Penis, swallowing hard.
"So... how long do we get? What's the time limit?"
"Time limit? Shoot as many loads as you want. I don't care how many times. She's pretty sturdy."
Penis chuckled.
"As many loads as we want...!"
The two guards exchanged another look.
There was absolutely nothing to hesitate about.
Regulations? Searches? None of that shit mattered anymore.
"Deal! You're cleared to pass!"
Brown answered instantly, pulling his spear back and gesturing toward the gate.
The path ahead lay wide open.
Penis nodded in satisfaction and turned back to Jill.
"You heard him. That's how it is."
"W-What do you mean 'that's how it is'?! What are you talking about?!"
Jill asked, her eyes trembling with anxiety.
Penis called out to the guards.
"Is there a decent place to stay nearby? Somewhere quiet."
"Ah, yes! If you go down that alley over there, you'll find the Back Alley Inn. It's quiet... and very nice."
The guard helpfully explained the directions.
Penis nodded, then tapped Jill's shoulder.
"Alright, get out. Go entertain these fine officers who work so hard day and night."
"W-What are you saying?! Why should I?!"
As Jill shrieked in horror and tried to resist, Penis's eyes turned ice-cold.
"It's an order, Jill."
In an instant, the coercive force of the System bound Jill's body.
Under the absolute, irresistible power, her tongue froze, and her legs began to move on their own.
"Ugh... uuuugh...!"
"Make it quick. We'll head to the inn first."
Penis grabbed a cloak hanging inside the carriage and roughly wrapped it around Jill's body.
Then, he shouted toward the driver's seat.
"Hey, Sir Knight! Let's roll!"
Astrid, sitting in the driver's seat, turned her head to stare blankly at Penis.
She couldn't comprehend the situation unfolding before her eyes.
"What... what on earth is going on?"
At Astrid's dumbfounded question, Penis simply shrugged.
"Oh, Jill said she'd handle it herself. Told us to go ahead and rest."
"What? That makes no... that's ridiculous..."
Astrid saw the sheer terror on Jill's face, but she was so suppressed by Penis's shameless lies and his overwhelming aura that she couldn't bring herself to argue.
Above all, she herself was covered in semen, her mind half-shattered by her own intense shame.
She'll handle it...? That girl?
"Now, let's go! I'm starving!"
Spurred by Penis's urging, Astrid reflexively gripped the reins.
She cast one last confused glance at Jill before finally snapping the reins, obeying Penis's command.
"Hyah!"
"Wait! Hey! Penis!"
Wrapped in the cloak, Jill was tossed straight to the guards.
"Hehehe... Come along, little lady."
"Let me go! Let me go! *Waaah!* Penis! You absolute bastard!"
Jill's desperate screams echoed, but the carriage was already rattling away, disappearing smoothly past the city gates.
Left behind was only Jill, bundled in a cloak, and two guards who looked like starving wolves.
That son of a bitch... he sold me out... he actually sold me out...! He used me as the toll?! Psycho! He's a complete psycho!
A tempest of curses raged inside Jill's head.
Tears streamed down her face.
A volatile mix of rage and humiliation welled up in her throat.
Penis... you bastard... later... I will definitely... definitely get my revenge...!
But her body was utterly powerless to resist the System's command.
"Now, now. Let's play nice. We've been holding back for a long time."
"Her body is seriously... to die for. I'm going to milk her dry today."
The guards grabbed Jill from both sides, hoisting her wrapped body over their shoulders.
Jill was carried off like a piece of hunted game.
"Ugh... let... let me go...!"
"Don't worry, sweetheart. Our quarters are close by. Very quiet and cozy."
"Yeah, yeah. Just relax and enjoy yourself. We're very gentle."
The guards brought Jill to their quarters. As Brown unlocked and opened the door, a typical male space filled with the stench of dust and sweat was revealed.
"Alright, we're here."
Two beds sat side by side, with a worn-out table and chair in the corner.
"Let's put her down here."
The guards tossed Jill onto the bed.
The rusty springs creaked loudly under her weight.
"Captain Brown, who goes first...?"
"Derek, remember that favor you owe me? I'm going first!"
Brown grinned, stripping off his armor.
As his trousers fell, the thick, bulging outline of his cock strained against his underwear, fully exposed.
"It's a shame, but you take the first bite, Captain. Getting to fuck a beauty like this for free... today must be my lucky day."
Derek said, swallowing hard.
"Heh, you always know how to please your captain. Don't worry, I'll stretch her out nice and good for you."
Brown cackled as he took a step closer to Jill.
Jill instinctively scrambled backward, pressing her back flat against the wall.
"W-Wait... hold on... this is a huge misunderstanding! I'm really not a whore! That lunatic was lying! Please...!"
Jill pleaded desperately, shaking her head.
Tears welled in her eyes, threatening to spill over at any second. However, her pitiful cries only fueled the two men's sadism and desire for conquest.
"Misunderstanding, my ass. That noble lord said so himself. You're a whore."
Brown climbed onto the bed, making the mattress sag heavily under his weight.
"Besides, whores are always more fun when they play hard to get. Right?"
His rough hand snatched the edge of the cloak Jill was desperately clutching.
"Now, let's see what this expensive body of yours looks like!"
"Kyaaaah! No!"
Jill screamed and tried to hold on, but because of Penis's absolute command, her hands had no strength, and the cloak was easily ripped away.
Gasp...!
Stripped naked in an instant, Jill reflexively crossed her arms to cover her breasts and squeezed her thighs together. But those frantic movements were far from enough to hide her flawless body.
From her slender, hourglass waist to the soft curve of her hips, and down to the secret mound nestled between her thighs.
Both Brown and Derek gasped in unison.
"My god... she's a literal work of art."
Brown's eyes gleamed with pure, unadulterated greed.
He reached out with a trembling hand and roughly squeezed Jill's plump breast.
"Mgh...!"
As his calloused, rough palm kneaded and crushed her soft breast, Jill's body shrugged. But horrifyingly, the curse of the System's 'Flesh Light' status was already converting this violation into pure pleasure.
No... don't feel it... don't react to a filthy hand like this, you stupid, broken body!
Jill bit her lip to hold back her moans, but dopamine was already flooding her brain.
Thrilled by the soft, bouncy texture of her breasts, Brown began to knead them even more violently.
"Damn, look at this bounce! This is on a whole different level from my wife's saggy tits!"
"Captain, can't I get a feel too?"
"Wait your turn, brat! There's an order to things!"
Brown buried his face in Jill's cleavage.
Jill tried to turn her head away to escape, but Brown ignored her completely, taking her erect, pink nipple into his mouth.
Slurp! Suck! Smack! Sluuuuup!
"Haaahn...! Mgh...! Ahh...!"
A suppressed moan finally escaped Jill's lips.
Brown's scratchy stubble scraped against her delicate skin, and every time his tongue rolled over her nipple, a sharp, electric jolt shot straight down her spine.
Tears of shame rolled down her cheeks, but completely ignoring her will, her nipples swelled and hardened, teasing the inside of Brown's mouth.
"Hehehe, this is how you handle a whore. Saying no with her mouth, but her body is loving it. Look how hard her nipples got already."
Brown pulled back, flicking her spit-covered nipple with his finger as he sneered.
"No... sob... it's not..."
"Like hell it's not. Let's check down below, shall we?"
Brown cackled, reaching his rough hand down between Jill's legs.
Jill tried to squeeze her thighs together to defend herself, but Brown pried her knees apart with brute force.
His coarse fingers stroked down her smooth, hairless mound.
"Whoa... she's completely shaved down here too. She really is a professional whore."
"Not there... don't touch me there...!"
Brown's middle finger found Jill's clitoris and began to rub it mercilessly.
"Haaahn! Ah! No...! Stop...!"
The intense stimulation on her clitoris made Jill's back arch like a bow.
Soon, his finger coated itself in her slick, dripping juices and slid deep inside her pussy.
Squish! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ahhh!"
"You're soaking wet already? It's a goddamn flood in here!"
Brown stirred his finger inside, roughly scraping against her G-spot.
Jill gripped the pillow tightly, shaking her head in denial.
She loathed herself for feeling this much pleasure from a smelly old man's finger.
Watching the scene from the side, Derek swallowed hard, stroking his own cock which was bulging to the point of bursting inside his pants.
"Captain... she's fucking incredible... look at all that juice leaking out."
Brown pulled his finger out, grinning as he showed Derek the glistening, soaked fluid.
Then, he buried his face directly between Jill's thighs.
"Gotta taste this too. Since she's been eaten by a noble, she even smells sweet!"
"Eek! N-No! Disgusting!"
Brown's tongue licked greedily up the slit of Jill's pussy. A wet, sloppy slurping sound, like a dog licking a bowl, echoed through the room.
"Hraaaah! Mgh! Ah! Ah! Not there! Not there, noooo!"
His tongue-work lacked any real technique, but with her highly sensitive clitoris under direct assault, Jill's body was completely defenseless.
Her thighs trembled violently, and her toes curled tight.
"I'm going! I'm... I'm going to cum! Ahhn!"
Jill clamped her thighs around Brown's head, screaming.
Jill's pussy spasmed, spraying a fountain of hot, sweet juices.
Squirrrrt! Squirt!
Brown didn't turn away from the fluid splashing all over his face, greedily gulping it down.
Gulp! Gulp!
"Bwahaha! Did you see that, Derek?! I broke her already! She's squirting like she's taking a piss!"
Brown wiped the juices from his mouth with the back of his hand, shouting in triumphant ecstasy.
Jill lay there shuddering from the aftershocks of her orgasm, her eyes unfocused as she panted heavily.
