H: A Flower Broken Before the Start
H: A Flower Broken Before the Start
A night so dark that even a short distance away, you couldn't tell if someone was nearby.
Outside the castle gate, where Alice had deliberately distanced herself, two men stood looking down at the sleeping Alice.
"No one around, right?"
"Yeah, I just checked everything. No one's here, so hurry up and strip her."
The two men who found Alice were vagabonds who had recently wandered into the city, blown all their money on gambling for lodging and food, and been kicked out.
They weren't originally from the city anyway, and having failed to find accommodation, they'd been sleeping rough in the city's outskirts.
Still, the reason these men, who had been hiding inside the city, were now kicked outside the castle gate was because they got caught stealing by the guards and were thrown out.
The only thing they had left was the alcohol they'd bought with stolen money. Finding Alice was almost pure coincidence.
Just like Alice, they had been searching for a decent place to sleep outside the castle gate when they stumbled upon her lying there.
If the person who found Alice had been a woman or a more ordinary person, they would have just passed her by.
But the ones who found the sleeping Alice just happened to be troublemakers who had already caused problems while staying in the city.
The final incident that got them exiled was theft, but even before that, they were bad-natured men who, while drunk, would harass women, pick fights, and constantly get into brawls.
Even before, these two had been notorious in the city, and theft was the final blow that got them kicked out.
When such men find a sleeping woman, it's practically decided what they'll do.
"Wait. How do I take off these clothes?"
"If you don't know, just rip them off! Tear them up."
They had stripped whores countless times before, but the clothes Alice was wearing were of a structure they had never seen.
After a moment of hesitation on how to remove them, the two, drunk, tore Alice's clothes open.
As the clothes ripped, pure white underwear was revealed.
But the men showed no interest in that underwear as they immediately grabbed and tore it off, taking in the sight of her snow-white breasts and pink nipples.
"This bitch's tits are no joke."
"What kind of woman is she? Never seen her in the city..."
"Are you stupid? If you'd seen a woman like this, there's no way you'd forget."
"True, these breasts aren't something you can forget."
With hands covered in dirt and oil, they lifted her breasts, which rose and fell with her breathing, and chuckled.
Her breasts changed shape with each rough touch.
The deeper their hands sank into Alice's large breasts, the more red palm-shaped marks were imprinted on her skin.
Little did Alice know, in her dreams, that her innocent breasts, which had never been touched by a man's hand, were being defiled by men whose names and faces she didn't know.
Having completely exhausted her stamina from starvation and fatigue, she didn't even have the strength to wake up from their rough handling.
All Alice could do was breathe shallowly, letting out soft sounds as she unconsciously allowed her defenseless body to be used.
"Look at this. She's getting hard just from being touched while asleep."
"What a fucking pervert. Are you sure she's not a whore?"
Even though they had only touched her briefly, her nipples had already stiffened, and the men berated Alice.
Of course, the sleeping Alice couldn't hear their insults.
"If this bitch was a whore, how much would she have made?"
"Maybe she'd have been the richest whore around."
"Take a look at her pussy. Not a single hair—a complete baby pussy."
"Does she maintain it? But there's no marks from that. Guess it's really a natural baby pussy."
The men, unconcerned, laughed among themselves, dragging Alice down with vulgar words.
"And she smells good? Unlike the sour smell from whores, it seems really sweet, doesn't it?"
"Really? Sniff sniff Yeah, it really does."
After playing with Alice's large breasts, the two lifted her arms and began sniffing her armpits.
To these men, who had spent their lives smelling only the cheap perfume and sour body odor of whores, Alice's body, blessed by the gods, was so stimulating that even her scent alone drove them wild.
After the armpits, they sniffed her nape.
After the nape, they removed her socks and sniffed her feet.
Like men drunk on intoxication, they smelled every part of Alice's body.
"Ugh... How can a woman be this fucking sexy!"
"Fuck, fuck! Ugh!"
Using Alice's scent as fap material, they ejaculated.
Thick, dirty semen mixed with cum shot from the two men's cocks, splattering onto Alice's clean skin.
Her breasts, thighs, even her hair—her entire body was drenched in semen.
"She still won't wake up? At this rate..."
"We can fuck her, right? She won't wake up, right?"
Seeing Alice still unresponsive even after having her breasts groped and semen sprayed on her, the men exchanged glances.
In truth, if Alice had shown even a hint of reaction, they planned to run away to avoid being caught.
But even after all this, she not only didn't wake up but showed no reaction at all, and a greater lust could only rise in the men's hearts.
They wanted to violate that supreme body.
They wanted to defile that clean body with their dirty cocks.
Once aroused, their lewd thoughts couldn't be stopped, and their cocks hardened.
An erect cock will eventually find a place to relieve itself.
And that outlet was right in front of them.
"Should we cover her eyes with the torn clothes?"
"That sounds good. That way, even if she wakes up while we're at it, she won't see us."
The men took the torn upper part of her clothes, which they had ripped off while groping her breasts, and tied it over her eyes to blindfold her.
Then they used the socks they had removed to tie her arms behind her back.
Seeing the shoddily bound arms, the men felt a sense of relief and began to touch Alice's body in earnest.
Those restraints were so flimsy that Alice could break free easily if she woke up.
But whether the restraints actually mattered wasn't important to the men.
What mattered to them was the sense of security that came from having tied her up, and the fact that they could freely rape the woman in that security.
One of the men pushed his cock into Alice's pussy.
Without any foreplay, he thrust in roughly.
For a moment, a faint moan of pain escaped Alice's lips, but still, she didn't open her eyes.
"Uh? Wait, this bitch is a virgin?"
"What? A body this sexy and she was a virgin?"
The men were momentarily startled by the blood flowing from Alice's vagina.
But the moment they realized the woman they were raping was a virgin, a twisted emotion rose in them, and they curled their lips into smiles as they moved even more roughly.
"Mmph... Uuuh..."
With the men's increasingly vigorous hip movements, involuntary soft moans escaped Alice's lips.
Hearing those moans, the men became so excited that they even forgot their earlier caution about covering her eyes and tying her hands in case she woke up, and they handled her body even more roughly.
After ejaculating inside her vagina and into her mouth, they switched positions and went again.
Then instead of her pussy, they thrust into her anus once more.
Then her breasts.
And then her hands.
Her feet, her hair, and even rubbing their cocks against her discarded clothes.
The men mindlessly used Alice's body to relieve their pent-up lust until dawn began to break.
"We really did it. What now?"
"What do you mean what now? We run. If we get caught like this, our heads and our dicks are getting chopped off, right?"
Only when dawn came, the moonlight faded and faint sunlight began to filter in, did the two men stop raping Alice.
Having calmed down from last night's frenzy, the two looked at Alice, covered in semen, worried about their future, and decided to abandon her and run.
For a moment, they thought about taking this beautiful naked body, even after being violated and defiled all night, and dragging her along to make her a sex slave or selling her as a slave.
But the men had enough guts to tie up and rape a sleeping woman, but not enough to sell her as a slave, so they cleanly gave up and decided to flee far away from this city.
After all, since she hadn't woken up the entire time she was being raped, she wouldn't have even seen their faces.
And crucially, out here beyond the castle gate, in a place with no people far away, no one had witnessed them, so if they ran away now, it would be absolutely impossible to find the culprits who raped her.
"Hey, isn't this a wallet?"
"There's quite a bit of money in it."
The two, who had propped the limp woman's body against a nearby tree after finishing, found a wallet containing a considerable amount of gold among the torn clothes.
Originally, that gold was supposed to be Alice's foundation for her growth—equipment, consumables, and lodging money.
"Heaven must be helping us."
"Right? With this money, let's go drink in the next town."
"Shall we? I don't think we'll need to go to a brothel for a while."
But the hero's basic funds ended up in the hands of nameless, faceless vagrants, becoming their entertainment money.
Having stripped a woman of her virginity, dignity, and entire fortune in a single night, the two men headed to a tavern in the next town without a shred of guilt on their faces.
Alice will never know who took her virginity, what they did to her, or how she will live from now on.