"The fuck is t...."

"What’s that for... my lady?"

Surprised by what the duchess now held in her grip, Ben was about to speak informally, which would be very unlike someone from this world addressing one of such high status.

Luckily, he caught himself in time, but he was still trying to figure out how she got that iron so hot when he was only distracted for less than a minute, deep in thought.

’Is she going to be using that on my balls?!’ This thought sent a cold shiver down Ben’s spine...maybe this lady never had any intention of leaving his dick alone after all.

As if reading Ben’s mind, the smile on Faerwyn’s face drew wider as she said to him....

"Come here, scaredy cat.....you should already know what this is..." she intoned in amusement, before adding....

"I just have to imprint the emblem on you...and since you won’t be serving in the capacity as my servant.....since you are now mine...."

"I can place it anywhere of your choosing," she explained patiently.

As she spoke, Ben began to recall the triangular markings he had seen on the foreheads of most of the men working as servants in the estate.

Now it began to make sense, since the chancellor had no visible markings on his own forehead, meaning he never revolted, and he must have his marking somewhere else on his body.

Ben reasoned that maybe this marking was some type of identification that someone had gotten their balls cut out as mandated by the world empress.....

Like an identity pass of purity from castration.

’That’s just fucking sick!’ Ben complained inside, as his thoughts went back to all those male servants he had seen moving through the estate....

’My god... those guys.....They are all dickless!’ he exclaimed inside.

Though Ben sort of already knew this, getting this confirmation was still jarring.

He then recalled the goddess’s words of over ninety percent of the male population being this way....

’Insane!’ was all Ben could think.

Now he was starting to understand why this damsel of a vixen before him would enjoy these men as much as she could before sending them off to castration.

Clearly this is something none of them would like to do....

But it seems the forces of this world empress are everywhere and incredibly strong, since she seemed convinced that they would be destroyed if they were careless, and it was discovered that Ben was unpurified.

Ben thought of wives having to castrate their husbands and sons....

Of families being forced to witness this happen or watch their male relatives who can’t bear to have this done to them run off and live in hiding while being hunted as revolters.

The more he thought about it, the more dire the situation of this world seemed, and the more horribly terrifying this world empress was and also the reach of her influence.

Strangely, the world seemed orderly enough, at least from the little he’s seen from this estate.

Clearly a lot of men had decided to follow the world empress’s mandate even though plenty others had formed revolutions....for example, the former grand duke of this estate, and province.

Ben finds himself being sympathetic to these men who couldn’t bear to have their dicks cut off and are revolting....he knows if he were in their shoes, he would certainly do the same.

But luckily, he found himself in the residence of someone like Faerwyn, who was clearly bold, or insane enough to regard some of the world empress’s mandate as more of a suggestion, doing her due diligence while making sure to follow her bliss....

And now she has taken a step further with a decision that might as well destroy her and her estate in the future....at least that’s what she made Ben believe.

Now all Ben could feel as he looked at this sinfully sexy vixen in front of him was appreciation.

Things could have turned out so much worse.

Upon the foundation she has provided him, he will build his own strength and influence, grow so strong under the rader by doing what he does best.

First he will take over this province, then the kingdom, before stretching through this empire the world empress governs.

Until he’s powerful enough to stick his dick in her.

How Ben would do so was still a work in progress, but he has a favourable start, and even though he doesn’t know much yet about this world, he can slowly build his knowledge.

Out of all the tools he had in stock, none was more important than the system the goddess had bestowed him.

He needed to continue harvesting sex points....not just for the joy it brought him, but in order to stay alive and grow stronger.

Ben’s gaze drifted to the timer beneath his status, which had since updated after he had earlier buried himself deep inside Faerwyn.

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[70:43:15]

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Ben had received three days’ worth of time from Faerwyn, and he was eager to get more from her.

The only issue was, she was only interested in his mouth and tongue, not so much with this current cock.

But that would not stop Ben from still shooting his shot before the night was over...he still had a lot of strength left in him.....

And Faerwyn was not just intoxicatingly sweet; she also netted him tremendous points.

Ben took a cursory glance at his status in satisfaction, seeing his dick size and bountiful points.

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[Name: Hardwood Ben Dover]

[Realm: Mortal ]

[Penis Size: 5inch Hard]

[Sp: 350060 ]

[Shop]

[Inventory]

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Looking at the current balance of his sex points, the pattern was becoming clear to Ben, and worse still, he still had a long way to go if he was going to get his dick to sixteen inches.

’Just how ridiculous would these prices become?’

Ben pondered inside with a crease to his brow as he selected his dick expansion again, looking at the new cost...

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[Increase Dick By A Quarter Inch: 100000SP]

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