Ivy's Virginity Claimed Before Cassandra's Eyes
“Ah! Great Khan, you’ve arrived. There was so much to think about that I couldn’t bring myself to sleep even though it’s late.”
Bowing deeply…! Though Cassandra wore the special mage-only shackles, she still lowered her head in a perfectly demure manner toward Geum Taeyang.
‘Heh… Cassandra’s already starting to depend on me completely.’
Of course she would. Among everyone present at today’s trial, it was Cassandra Viola who had felt the full weight of Geum Taeyang’s performance most deeply in her heart.
‘It feels like the grudge has finally been lifted… the resentment of my people who died that day…’
As a moderate, Cassandra had never sought outright revenge against the Grace Kingdom. She had only wanted to clear the names of her kin who had been unjustly slaughtered in the power struggle. She had tried to inform the kingdom, but every attempt was blocked, forcing her to take up the sword. For fourteen long years of raiding, her heart had never known peace. Would the grudges of those who left fourteen years ago finally be resolved this way?
Today, both the resentment of her people and the worries in Cassandra’s own heart had been laid to rest—by the Great Khan of the Mohican tribe, Geum Taeyang.
“I understand. There’s still a long road ahead. This Great Khan, Geum Taeyang, will do his utmost as well.”
Geum Taeyang knew exactly why Cassandra couldn’t sleep, yet he deliberately changed the subject so he could receive her prostration.
“That isn’t it. I was simply remembering my people who were massacred fourteen years ago. Thanks to you, Great Khan, those noble lives can finally close their eyes. My heart feels so full.”
Just as Geum Taeyang had guided her, Cassandra showered him with flattery in her gentle, rolling-pearl voice, expressing her gratitude.
“I’m glad you think so, Great Chieftain. When I overheard the mercenaries talking, I was shocked as well. The Grace I knew wasn’t like that. That’s why I secretly looked into Veil Cardmus. I can’t help but dig deeper when something piques my curiosity.”
“Ah… so that’s how it happened…”
Geum Taeyang spun his lies with perfect ease. The events of fourteen years ago could be brushed off by letting Cassandra fill in the blanks herself, but the fact that he knew about Veil’s existence was far too convenient. So he had fed Camilla and Nadia the excuse that he had overheard strange conversations while trying to hire mercenaries for the Mohican trading company. Since mercenaries’ gathering spots were prime locations for first-rate information, the story sounded plausible enough.
While Geum Taeyang and Cassandra exchanged polite words, Rubio pressed his ear against the wall, eavesdropping.
‘Is that the mindset of a barbarian alpha male who doesn’t flinch even before the nobles of the Grace Kingdom…? How enviable…’
Rubio had also been in the defendant’s seat today. He had nearly pissed himself at the sight of the high-ranking Grace nobles. At least Rubio possessed enough sense of responsibility as a husband to hold it in; any ordinary herbivore male of the Ragnarok tribe would have wet himself on the spot.
‘I never even tried to uncover the truth… I could only watch Cassandra’s tearful efforts from the side…’
Rubio had witnessed Geum Taeyang defend the Ragnarok tribe against the Grace nobles like a dragon soaring through the clouds. He had also seen his wife Cassandra’s eyes, brimming with tears as the knot in her chest melted away when the truth was revealed. A defeated male who had surrendered his female’s dreams and hopes to another male—that was Rubio Viola.
“By the way, I don’t know how I could ever repay you. Of course, I know it’s presumptuous of me to say…”
Beyond Rubio’s defeated-male eavesdropping mode, Cassandra was practically desperate to do something for Geum Taeyang, who had become a hero to her people.
“Lately this Geum Taeyang has been making all sorts of achievements whether I want to or not, so I hear that a lot.”
The arrogant male Geum Taeyang puffed out his chest.
“And every time, I answer the same way. A merchant never does business that loses money. I only act when there’s profit in it for me. Once the trial continues, you’ll understand what I want, Great Chieftain.”
He dropped a line thick with foreshadowing.
“I’ll keep that in mind. If there’s anything the Ragnarok tribe can do to help the Mohican tribe’s business, we’ll cooperate fully.”
“Hahaha! That’s very generous of you, Great Chieftain.”
Completely moved, Cassandra swallowed Geum Taeyang’s bait whole.
“Actually, I stopped by today to settle one of the bills I’ve been holding onto.”
The depraved, scheming male Geum Taeyang began his move.
“Oh, what kind of…?”
Cassandra couldn’t quite grasp the situation. Why? Because she wasn’t stupid—her image of Geum Taeyang had simply changed too drastically.
“I believe the Great Chieftain already knows this Geum Taeyang’s warlike and perverted nature well enough from experience.”
So Geum Taeyang reminded her exactly what kind of man he was.
“Ah…”
Cassandra’s reaction followed—the memory of Geum Taeyang trying to violate her precious eldest daughter Ivy, and how she herself had been orally violated.
“Th-that was because a warrior’s ferocity before and after battle is beyond imagination… I was shocked at the time, but I’ve come to accept it now…”
Cassandra stammered. Cognitive dissonance was setting in. Yet in her heart, Geum Taeyang had already taken root as the hero of her people, the man who had resolved her long-held grudge. So she struggled to interpret everything in a positive light.
“A good attitude. Then I can carry out the bill with a much lighter heart.”
Smiling warmly…! Geum Taeyang wore a gentle smile, yet behind it lurked a chilling aura.
“Come in!”
After calling someone, the person who opened the door and entered made Cassandra’s eyes widen in shock.
“Ivy! Isn’t that my lovely daughter Ivy?”
The figure had entered wearing a monk’s hood. The moment the hood came off, the identity revealed was none other than Ivy.
“Yes… Mother… I’m here… Have you been well…?”
“Of course I’ve been fine. Have you been well too?”
“Yes…”
During the trial they had only exchanged glances; there had been no chance for conversation. Now, after several days, Ivy finally greeted her mother Cassandra.
Just as a warm atmosphere of mother-daughter reunion seemed to form—
“Stop acting cute, Ivy.”
—Fwoosh!!
“Hieeek!”
Geum Taeyang yanked Ivy’s monk robe off in one swift motion. It had been designed as an easily removable cloak.
“N-no! Baby!!???”
Cassandra couldn’t hide her horror at Ivy’s appearance once the cloak was removed.
“Why are you dressed like that???”
“M-Mother… hnnng…”
Ivy was completely naked beneath the cloak. She had worn neither outer clothes nor underwear underneath. She had traveled all the way from the Jasmine mansion in that state.
“Why, of course, Ivy’s mother. Your daughter simply dressed to match my tastes. My perverted tastes, that is.”
Squeeze! “Hnnng…!!”
Geum Taeyang grabbed Ivy’s arm and pulled her into an embrace.
“Hoo…! Defending the Ragnarok tribe in such an unfavorable situation and leading them to victory must have consumed a lot of mental energy. Shouldn’t one find healing somewhere? So I’ve been taking the Narsha sisters and the Great Chieftain’s daughter Ivy as slaves to relieve my stress.”
Squish…! Squish…! Squish…!
“Hnnng…! Hiee…! Hnn…”
Geum Taeyang groped Ivy’s massive breasts and pussy while spouting his twisted logic. Ivy didn’t resist his touch at all; she stood perfectly still, allowing him to freely fondle her body.
“Th-that’s… I suppose it must be quite stressful…”
“What? You don’t know, auntie! You don’t know what kind of stress I’m under! Don’t act like you do, or I’ll shit right here!”
“……”
It was sheer madness. In the past, Cassandra would have scolded him for such behavior, but her perception of Geum Taeyang had improved so much that she tried to soothe the madman instead. The already-triggered Geum Taeyang growled like a rabid dog.
“Still, I’m a very considerate man, auntie. I didn’t mix your daughter Ivy with the Narsha sisters when I fucked them. Aren’t you grateful? In other words, Ivy is still a virgin, auntie.”
“Th-thank you…”
“Kukuk! That’s right, auntie. You should be grateful to me.”
This was it. This kind of back-and-forth. This was exactly the dynamic Geum Taeyang wanted. Ivy, however, had been gaslit so thoroughly that she could no longer participate in such banter. When her mother handled it beautifully instead, Geum Taeyang felt delighted.
“But your daughter’s virginity ends today. I’m going to collect the bill I’ve been holding. Remember? I said if you couldn’t take my attack, I’d fuck your daughter? I held back at the scene because you begged, but I can’t wait anymore. I’m doing it right here.”
Squelch…! Squish…! Squelch…! Squelch…!
“Th-there’s no need to go that far… The atmosphere between the Mohican and Ragnarok tribes is already good…”
“Fuck, are you blaming me? Can’t you hear this sound?”
Chup! Chup! Chup! Chup-chup-chup-chup! Chup!
“Huuuung! Hnn! Huuu! Hnnng!”
“Your daughter wants it! Look at how wet her pussy is! We’re doing this with mutual consent! Don’t make me the bad guy!”
“……”
Geum Taeyang presented his own twisted justification. He didn’t enjoy simply taking by force. Yet Cassandra still tried to dissuade him, saying there was no need to settle old bills in the current atmosphere. Annoyed, Geum Taeyang pulled the corrupted female he had tamed—Ivy—closer.
“Tell your mom yourself, Ivy! Tell her you want my cock! Tell her you seduced me because you wanted it in front of your mother! Say it, you bitch who’s become my slave and fallen!”
“Please stop, Great Khan! What you’re saying is too much!”
“Didn’t I tell you to listen? Ivy, answer quickly. Are you putting on airs just because your mom’s here?”
“Hnnng…! I seduced the Great Khan, Mother… You gave love to all the others but left me alone…”
“I-is that true, Ivy…?”
Geum Taeyang steered the situation in the most vulgar direction possible. Even Cassandra, now positively inclined toward him, actively tried to stop him, but that only excited Geum Taeyang further. He refused to back down. This was the crude dopamine rush he couldn’t enjoy when alone with Ivy. In the end, Geum Taeyang won. Ivy, who had been dragged here by him, lied to her mother and claimed she had begged to come.
“If my daughter wants it this badly, what can I do? Please accept it, Ivy’s mother. Kukukuk!”
Fumble, fumble, ziiiiip! —Thud!
Geum Taeyang immediately removed his pants, revealing his fully erect, depraved 26cm log of a cock.
“Now, Ivy… You must have felt lonely because I only fucked the other slaves and not you, right? It’s your mother’s fault. How could I freely fuck you while your mother was still holding out? So let’s take revenge together right here.”
Squelch…! Squish…! Squish…! Squish…!
“Hnnng…! Huuu…! Hnn! Hnnng…!”
“So you’re really going to do that indecent act, Great Khan?”
“Your daughter wants it!”
Geum Taeyang made Ivy lean against the iron bars of Cassandra’s cell. Then he began knocking his glans against her rear, the sight so vulgar and explicit that Cassandra spoke up. Geum Taeyang feigned guilt and shifted the blame onto Ivy.
“I’m angry because of you, auntie. I’m going to shove it into your daughter’s pussy really hard.”
Thud!
“You really are beyond saving, Great Khan!”
“Kukuk! Now you know?”
Geum Taeyang firmly gripped Ivy’s massive hips for insertion.
“From now on, your daughter is—fuck!!”
Thrust—! Zpuuuuuk—puuuuuk—! With dolphin-like hip movements, he rammed the upper half of his massive cock into Ivy’s virgin pussy.
“Kyaaaaaaaah!!!”
Ivy’s dying scream burst out.
‘How about that…’
Even in that moment, Geum Taeyang thought, ‘Did I satisfy your fetish, Cassandra?’ He was catering to Cassandra Viola’s fetish.