Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

Eluvia looked at the glowing cube in horror, but her body could no longer stop reacting.

In front of the camera of her mobile phone, she showed her most wanton and most broken side - her eyes were blurred, her lips were slightly open, saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth, her chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing, and her whole body trembled.

"Please... please... stop... don't take pictures..." She begged intermittently, but Zhang Luan turned a deaf ear to her. Instead, he increased his speed and pressed her belly button harder.

"Say it," Zhang Luan ordered. "Say 'I am the master's slave.' Say it, and I will let you go."

Eluvia shook her head. Although her body was conquered, she still resisted with her last bit of will.

However, when Zhang Luan's fingers pressed hard into her belly button again and at the same time pushed deep into her deepest part, her defenses completely collapsed.

"I...I am...the master's...slave..." Elvia finally said these words tremblingly, her voice full of shame and despair.

"Very good," Zhang Luan smiled with satisfaction and sped up the final sprint. "Now, let's reach orgasm together, my elf slave."

He watched Eluvia being tortured, and he himself was nearing his limit, but he was not in a hurry to release himself. Instead, he leaned down, cupped the elven leader's beautiful face, twisted by desire, in his hands, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb.

"Look at me," he commanded, his voice low and dominating. "Look at the one who conquered you."

Elvia tried hard to focus her blurry eyes. Tears blurred her vision, but she could still see Zhang Luan's face with a victorious smile close to her.

Zhang Luan slowly lowered his head and placed his lips on her slightly open lips.

It wasn't a gentle kiss, but a predatory one.

His tongue forcefully penetrated her mouth, stirring it wantonly, savoring the sweet taste unique to elves.

Elvia struggled weakly, but soon succumbed to the deep kiss. Her tongue was forced to entangle with his, and the sound of saliva exchanging was particularly obvious in the silent cell.

At the same time, Zhang Luan untied the chains that bound Eluvia's arms, allowing her upper body to gain a little freedom. Unexpectedly, Eluvia, who had just been freed, did not push him away. Instead, she instinctively hugged his neck, as if grasping at a lifeline.

His hands naturally wrapped around her slender waist, and their bodies were tightly pressed together, feeling each other's rapid heartbeat and burning body temperature.

The body temperature of elves is slightly lower than that of humans, but at this moment, Elvia's body became hot due to desire.

One of Zhang Luan's hands slid towards hers, and the other hand found the sensitive belly button again and pressed it gently.

Elvia trembled violently in his arms, her lips whimpering in the kiss, her legs unconsciously wrapped around his waist.

Sensing her reaction, Zhang Luan deepened the kiss and began the final sprint with his lower body. Each entry accurately rolled over her most sensitive area, while his fingers continued to rotate and press on her belly button.

Under the double stimulation, Eluvia's body was stretched to the limit, and her nails unconsciously dug into Zhang Luan's back, leaving several red marks.

The whimpers turned into almost strangled screams, but they were all swallowed up by the deep kiss.

Zhang Luan felt the sharp contraction of her lower abdomen and knew she had reached her climax. He gave one last push, burying his entire body deep inside her, while pressing harder on her belly button.

Elvia's body suddenly arched up like a fully drawn bow, her eyes rolled up completely, revealing a large area of ​​white.

The scream was blocked in the throat, and only a strange, almost choked sound could be heard.

At that moment, Zhang Luan also roared and released his load deep inside her. The scalding liquid hit her sensitive inner walls, causing her to convulse again.

The two hugged each other tightly, as if they had become one, feeling the extreme of this moment together.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, leaving only each other's rapid breathing and violent heartbeats.

When the afterglow of the climax gradually faded away, Zhang Luan ended the long kiss, slightly distanced himself, and looked at Elvia's expression.

The once proud Elf Legion Commander now had a dazed look in his eyes, swollen lips, and flushed cheeks, looking as if he had been completely conquered.

Their bodies were still connected, and he could feel the aftershocks of her body and his own pulse.

He gently stroked her cheek and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth. His movements were surprisingly gentle, in stark contrast to his previous roughness.

He picked up the slave collar beside him and waved it within her sight.

Elvia looked at the collar, a hint of fear flashed in her eyes, but more of it was a strange anticipation and obedience.

Zhang Luan slowly buckled the collar around her slender neck, and the clicking sound of the metal buckle echoed in the cell.

The rune on the collar immediately lit up with a faint blue light, and a tiny electric current flowed through her body, causing her to shudder again. Her lower abdomen contracted involuntarily, squeezing the part of him still buried inside her.

"From now on," Zhang Luan whispered, kissing her lips again, this time soft and lingering, "you are mine, elf slave."

After the passion, Zhang Luan pulled out of Eluvia's body with satisfaction, admiring the sight of the sticky liquid slowly flowing down between her legs.

He untied the remaining chains and let the elven leader kneel on the ground, gasping for breath.

Elvia was kneeling on the ground, naked, her long silver hair hanging down in a mess, covering her flushed face.

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　The noble figure looked a little disheveled at the moment, his legs trembling slightly, and his chest heaving violently.

The runes on the collar flashed a light blue light from time to time, reminding her of her new identity - a slave.

Zhang Luan bent down and picked up the chain connected to her collar, looking at his trophy with a little appreciation.

"My first elven slave," he murmured to himself, "and he's also the commander of an elven army."

With a gentle tug on the chain, Elvia raised her head obediently, the stubbornness in her eyes replaced by desire and submission.

She stood up shakily, her legs still weak from the intensity of the moment, but she tried hard to maintain her standing posture.

"Let's go and let everyone see what the noble elven legion commander looks like now." Zhang Luan sneered and pulled the chain again.

Elvia trembled slightly, the shame in her heart almost overwhelmed her, but the magic of the collar suppressed her will to resist.

With her head lowered and her body naked, she followed Zhang Luan towards the door.

Zhang Luan opened the dungeon door and walked out with his new slave.

This dungeon is specially used to detain female prisoners of war, most of whom are elves, and a small number of humans, all of whom are spoils of war captured in the last war.

The dog-eared soldier and Edwige who were guarding the door had a flash of surprise in their eyes when they saw Zhang Luan walking out of the cell, followed by Eluvia, who was naked and had a collar around her neck.

The dog-eared soldier's eyes widened, her long ears standing up with excitement. She could hardly believe her eyes.

The elven commander who had once terrified them on the battlefield was now following the human commander naked like a docile dog.

Edwige frowned slightly, her long red hair draped over her shoulders.

She had thought that it would take longer to tame a strong being like Eluvia, perhaps a whole day, or even a day and a night.

After all, the Elf Legion Commander not only possesses powerful combat capabilities, but also has an indomitable will and a proud character.

I didn't expect Zhang Luan to tame her so quickly, it was really unexpected.

But soon, a look of understanding appeared on Edwige's face.

Ever since she took over the body of the Lizardman Duchess Celia and obtained the legendary Demon Eye, her dark magic power has increased significantly.

Her heterochromatic pupils flickered slightly, and a dark purple light flowed deep within them, penetrating Elvia's surface of obedience and reaching the depths of her soul.

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Chapter 380 The Last Purity

Dwyki saw through Eluvia's trick almost at a glance - she was not completely fallen, but just pretended to be submissive on the surface.

In fact, deep in her heart, there is still a pure place, which is her self-esteem and pride as the leader of the elf army.

As long as this pure land exists, she will never be completely corrupted and will truly obey Zhang Luan's orders.

She is just biding her time, waiting for an opportunity to make a comeback. Maybe at some point, she will take advantage of the opportunity, escape from here, or even fight back.

After seeing through this, Edwige immediately took a step forward, approached Zhang Luan, and whispered:

"Master, the elves have always held themselves in high esteem and will not surrender so easily," she said in a sweet yet chilling voice. "If you want the elves to submit completely, you must make them know the consequences of disobeying you."

She glanced at the naked Elvia on the ground, a sneer appearing on her lips.

"Why don't we first show them how much their spiritual pillar, the great Elven Legion Commander Eluvia, has fallen. What do you think?"

Zhang Luan glanced at Edwige and knew her true nature very well.

Although she looks like a beautiful human woman, her soul is that of a demon from the demon world, full of evil, greed and evil thoughts.

But one thing is certain - her loyalty to herself is the highest, because she holds the true name that can completely destroy her soul.

He immediately understood what Edwige meant.

After all, the story of sleeping on firewood and tasting gall in the history of the Dragon Kingdom is about this story.

Fuchai was unwilling to completely crush Goujian's will, and ended up nurturing a tiger to harm him, and was eventually devoured by it.

Zhang Luan knew very well that in order to truly conquer the elves, he had to break their will and completely destroy their dignity and pride.

Then, after they have completely surrendered, they will rebuild a new will - a will that is absolutely loyal to themselves.

Thinking of this, Zhang Luan turned to Eluvia and deliberately asked:

"Have you truly surrendered to me completely?"

Elvia slowly raised her head, her big blue eyes dimmed slightly, glistening with tears, and she looked pitiful.

"Yes, my master." Her voice was soft and submissive, but Edwige could see an almost imperceptible stubbornness deep in her eyes.

"Well," Zhang Luan sneered, "get down and crawl like a dog. I'll show you around the cells.

Elvia's body visibly stiffened for a moment, and a trace of barely perceptible humiliation and anger flashed in her blue eyes, but was quickly replaced by obedience.

She slowly knelt down, her long legs bent, and her knees touched the cold stone ground, causing a slight shudder.

He carefully supported himself on the ground with both hands, his fingertips slightly curled up, his nails making a slight scraping sound on the stone surface.

Now she was completely on all fours, like a pet waiting for its master's orders.

This was an immense humiliation for the usually noble elves, especially for Elvia, the leader of the legion.

Her long silver-white hair fell like a waterfall, some strands touching the ground, while others spread over her naked back and shoulders, shining softly in the dim dungeon light.

The long hair perfectly covered her cheeks, which were flushed with shame, and her tightly bitten lips.

But through the gaps in her hair, one could still see that she was gritting her teeth, trying hard to control herself from making any sound of protest.

"Climb," Zhang Luan pulled the chain, and the metal chains made a crisp sound. "Let your subordinates see what their beloved legion commander looks like now."

The pull of the chain tightened the collar slightly, and Elvia felt suffocated, but she took a deep breath and prepared to obey the order.

Her chest rose and fell noticeably with this deep breath, her breasts trembled slightly, and her nipples stood up due to the cold and humiliation, almost touching the cold ground.

Then she began to crawl forward slowly.

Every movement was a torture. Her slender and elegant limbs were not suitable for such a humiliating posture and looked extremely awkward and unnatural.

Her elbows and knees rubbed against the rough ground, and soon red marks appeared.

But compared to the physical discomfort, the mental humiliation was more unbearable for her.

Every step forward seemed to trample on her dignity as the leader of the elven army.

As she crawled, her soft breasts swayed gently to the rhythm, sometimes almost brushing the ground, and sometimes shaking up and down with the rise and fall of her body.

The erect little tip occasionally touched the cold stone surface, causing her whole body to tremble.

Sometimes she would even accidentally scrape against the fine gravel on the ground, causing a little pain, but she would just bite her lips lightly and not make any sound.

Hers, however, was high because of her crawling posture, forming a graceful arc.

Her long legs were slightly apart, exposing her most private parts in order to maintain balance.

Every time she moved forward, her body would sway slightly, and the eye-catching slit would appear and disappear. Sometimes you could see the traces of previous lovemaking slowly flowing down between her legs, leaving a tiny water mark on the ground.

Her ankles and arches were strained.

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The toes sometimes touched the ground and sometimes hung in the air, trembling slightly with the rhythm of crawling.

The elves' uniquely slender legs looked particularly fragile in this posture, as if they would break at the slightest touch.

The entire picture is full of strong visual impact - the once noble elven legion commander is now crawling like the lowest slave or livestock, revealing his most private and vulnerable posture.

The naked body looked exceptionally pale in the dim light of the dungeon, almost glowing, and the red and purple marks on the skin were even more shocking.

The chains made slight noises as she crawled, and the runes on her collar flashed with a pale blue light, constantly reminding everyone of her new identity—a slave, an object. Her original dignity and status were gone.

The dog-eared soldier following behind Zhang Luan stared at Eluvia's naked body. Seeing the once noble elven legion commander crawling in such shame, her face gradually turned red.

But what she felt was not shame, but an inexplicable excitement and anticipation.

Her breathing became rapid, her canine teeth unconsciously bit her lower lip, and there was a kind of desire in her eyes.