Sougen no Okite ~Shii Yatsu ga Moteru, Ii Buzoku ni Umarekawatta zo~

It seems that what the Imperials call the Third Fort is about four days from here.

We drove all the fighters in the carriage towards the fort.

The day's march ended and the camp was built.

Longa still only gets one shame child and one woman. Besides, a woman is my thing.

So Shaolan is connected to my Pao without building a Pao to keep the women I've caught.

I called one slave.

When I was Noel, Noel and I had trust. That's why I was letting Noel handle my lower body after excretion without calling a slave.

Elena and Ellen had nowhere to go after they ran away. They trusted me. So I was letting them untie their hands and keep them clean.

But I don't think I have that kind of relationship with Shaolan yet.

"Dear Warrior, we have just arrived"

"Okay. Get in."

The slaves came to my Pao and entered Pao by my permission.

He had a bucket of water and a cloth in his hand.

"Then I'll get started"

"Oh."

That being said, the slave removed the string under Shaolan's arm and made him take off his clothes.

Shaolan is embarrassed to have been naked or he is desperately trying to move his hands and hide his breasts that are tied and not free.

The slave unhooks the string attached to the pillar and pulls the string from the opposite side by hooking it to the pole on top.

Shaolan's tied up. He's pulled the string at the end of both hands and his arm gradually goes up. Both hands went up completely, toes in a predecessor state.

It is hung naked and can stand with its toes rinsed.

"Dear Warrior, can you just lower body then?

"Oh, that's fine today"

Even in a world where the concept of cleanliness is scarce, many people still don't like to stick it in their filthy lower body with fecal urine.

This slave called to take care of the captured woman.

Shaolan doesn't know what he's going to do and is anxious. He's shaking his body full.

Your breasts move endlessly to maintain your eyes.

A slave squeezed the cloth and approached Shaolan and touched Shaolan's thick crotch.

Dogo! Shaolan's knee hit the body of a slave all the time.

There is no damage to the slave to stand on his knees. This is also within the scope of the assumption.

The slave forces himself into the hand holding the cloth when he grabs Shaolan's thick crotch.

He was cracking around with the mess and Shaolan's thick crotch, turning back and wiping his butt.

I don't know what this Sprout is...

Slaves finish wiping Shaolan, put his clothes on and connect him to the lower column.

The slave left in a gracious manner.

After a while I stood in front of Shaolan.

"Shaolan."

"Yes, uh..."

Speaking of which, you didn't give me your name.

"It's Jumka."

"Really? Is it Mr. Jumka?

"About what you're about to do."

"My upcoming..."

"Yes."

"I will be damned by Mr. Jumka from now on. If he gets tired of me, everyone in the meadow will lower me and if I break, I can throw him away. Isn't that what it looks like?

I don't know what it is. My voice is rubbing a little earlier.

"No, I can let you go when this battle is over."

"Huh? But I can't. Nobody gets an ugly woman like this who's been fucked by a man in the meadow."

Ugly body? No, he had a super-colored body. Oh, well, isn't this body attractive in the empire?

"I'm sorry to hear you and your uncle spend the rest of your life being fed by Shaoln."

"Well, then you take me to the meadows. All right?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I've been ready since I surrendered."

I grabbed Shaolan's head shaking.

"I don't want to be forced to take the virgin of a woman I hate. So now I won't take your virgin. That's good."

Shaolan looked at me with a trembling face and said something. I did, but without saying anything, I nodded my cock and neck.

The next day's march goes well, too.

I find soldiers fleeing to the fort a few times along the way, but stopping to let my people get away. Defeating something that shows my willingness to fight has led me to escape in a completely different direction from the fort.

I discovered a fort in front of me that seemed to be an imperial defensive stronghold when I thought it was time to camp.

When I look closer, the flag of the Empire stands.

Over the gates of the fort many soldiers stood bows and looked at this one.

I built a camp on a high ground a little further away.

A slave was feeding Shaolan with a wooden spoon.

Ordinary caught women eat like dogs on a flat plate because their arms are tied.

But, well, my woman is allowed to do this.

It makes me think it's kind of cute watching you eat it like it tastes good.

At the end of the meal, a slave took off Shaolan's clothes and hung Shaolan just like yesterday.

And grab a cloth and get close to Shaolan.

Shaolan is still embarrassed or scared of this, too, and bursts into flames.

Again, I will no longer.

Maybe I know how I can work this thing out. But, uh, stay.

"Hey, I'll do this myself. You can go home now."

I take the cloth from the slave and kick the slave out.

Even three years ago, during the invasion of the Empire, there were those who made slaves do it and those who did it themselves.

Somehow I can't allow a man other than myself to touch me and raise a faint voice.

I grab Shaolan's head, which I slam lightly.

Don't move, okay?

Shaolan growed up as soon as he snorted.

I put a cloth on Shaolan's thick crotch.

Or softness, no, if it's just softness, the look is better up there, but there's a comfortable bounce on your fingers in the puffy softness.

Even soft looking thick crotches are great, but they have a different appeal over here.

Moving the cloth spreads the softness of the thick crotch all over the palm of the hand.

"Mm-hmm."

I have to let my legs open a little to wipe Shaolan's crack. That's right, I'm going to get this thick strand straight to open it...

Wow! They're soft enough to bury your fingers, but they're also firm. Besides, there are solid muscles inside.

Shaolan skews his face and bites his lips as he puts a cloth on Shaolan's crack and moves his arms up and down.

"Yeah, yeah, um"

Move your hand with your middle finger against the cracked muscle that you can see over the cloth.

The feeling moves softly over the cloth.

I settled a little away from Shaolan once.

I feel that feeling by turning around behind me and moving the cloth from my inner leg to my butt line.

Familiarize your hands with the shape of a puffy, round, fruity peachy butt to move.

"Ahhh, ahhh"

Shaolan is raising his voice as my hand moves.

I'm just washing this, I'm just washing it.

Gently dampen and squeeze water.

Stand in front of Shaolan and gently wipe his stomach, finally putting his hand on his chest.

I wipe my chest so that I can write a circle to match my chest shape.

Shaolan turns his face bright red and looks up at this one.

I want to touch Shaolan's chest raw. But, but, yeah.

I lift Shaolan's chest and wipe the hidden areas of her lower milk.

Lift up the opposite chest too and wipe it clean.

Shaolan's face turns even brighter red.

"Um, that, that was refreshing and pleasant. Yes."

I put a cloth in the water without returning anything and put water and a bucket at Pao's exit.

"Clean this up for me."

Yes, say it out loud and go inside Pao.

I can feel some signs outside, but maybe he's a slave who's here to clean up.

Removed the string from the column, lowered Shaolan and put his clothes on.

I laid Shaolan down and followed him to the pillar.

"Go to sleep now."

I furried Shaolan away and lay down.

Phew, it was dangerous. Let's go to sleep. Let's go to sleep and forget about it.

That's what I thought, so I filled my head with the feel of Shaolan and had a hard night to sleep.