and -- through a simple tug and some tying-up -- had tied the unfortunate white woman's arms to her ankles, doubling her over with her head peeking out between her knees and her hefty ass in the air.
through which a conquistadora was tricked into trying to grab hold of a nimble Chinese girl who had disappeared between her legs, whereupon the former had grabbed hold of the Westerner's hand
invented when a novice managed to rope all four of a Scandinavian shieldmaiden's limbs together while she was bending forward
following which the buxom blonde fell flat on her face and remained incapacitated in the same position, with her hefty Nordic rump imbecilically jutting upwards
At the Imperial Academy of War, the arrival of the captive special forces was met with much interest. Finally, a useful battle strategy could be invented to counter the unexpected aggression from the West! The various "specimens" were weighed, measured and meticulously studied by anatomists -- one of whom later wrote a very detailed treatise on the structural strengths and weaknesses of the female Westerner's body -- before they were shipped off to the training camp.
The win-to-lose ratio of Easterners against their Western targets eventually reached close to 99%, with Chinese combatants employing such techniques as the "Big Breast Knockout" -- invented by a Chinese soldier who downed an attacking Amazon by striking her massive breasts from below and pushing them up in her own face
and a popular saying soon spread throughout the countryside: "It used to be that we humans fed the cows -- now the cows work to feed us!"
And so it came to pass that all six thousand invaders from the West remained in China for a full year to serve out their respective punishments. As early as the next week, the fields around the liberated town were once again alive with workers -- only this time, instead of the harried, starved locals in their tattered clothes, the workers were plump, curvy Caucasians wearing only ludicrously small loincloths that left the better part of their ivory- colored backsides perfectly exposed.
All day long, the buxom foreigners toiled in the scorching sunlight, while sentries patrolled behind them with long whips in their hands, ready to discipline any idle white rump with a sharp, well-placed rap.
"Well, I guess we've done our part," Shiori said cheerily, causing her friends to laugh. "Let's head back home. The guards will take care of these naughty ladies when they return from their sojourn in the horny beyond."
And head back they did, leaving the flustered portal-bearers to squirm against their invisible fetters, while a hundred strange creatures explored their every orifice at their unhurried leisure.
"Now!" Nimbly waving her rod around, Wei-Ling flung the five knights around and eventually managed to arrange them into a "lid" with which to cover the portal; Rowena, Leocadia, Helena and Alexia forming a rough circle, and Ophelia spread out into an X-shape blocking the middle. Shiori read the necessary incantations, and soon a great swirl of energy began to accumulate around the knights, fighting back the darkness from the other realm.
As this was happening, creatures from the other side were quickly gathering to examine the shapely, fleshy disturbances in the fabric of their world -- one tendril wrapped itself around Leocadia's bosom, two mouths appeared and began to chew greedily on Alexia's perky nipples, a grotesque tongue the size of a python began to sample the pleasures of Rowena's sweat-soaked black pubic mound and helplessly exposed backside, a thick octopus tentacle began to crawl into Helena's open mouth, and as for Ophelia, h
"Then allow me send you off to a world that might suit you better," Wei-Ling said with a smile, and raised her rod of telekinesis. The next moment, an invisible force picked the sorceress up by her ruby-red mane, swung her curvy form around a few times, and threw her into the heart of the portal to the other dimension.
three spears aimed at her still-red ass nudging her on, "and in this hour of my defeat, I curse you all. Cursed be your bloodlines, cursed be your gods, and cursed be the earth of this god-forsaken continent! No... cursed be this WORLD. It is not worthy of me."
The explanation was this: in order to seal the portal to the Otherworldly Realm, one decoy was needed to distract the attention of the "guardians" dwelling on the borders between worlds for exactly 24 hours, while five other people were needed to seal the portal itself with their bodies (a process that would take roughly the same amount of time). In addition, the decoy needed to be a creature of some kind of "value", to make the otherworlders feel that she would be worth so much of their time. Needless to s
"Know this, Easterners, that I have always had the utmost contempt for you," Mariana hissed as she was marched up to the portal
The dragon, however, beat its wings a single time, and disappeared into thin air, never having met her gaze in response.
"Oh, and I almost forgot," the dragon suddenly continued, "there is also the matter of the portal to the... other realm. In connection with this matter, there will be an extra punishment for Mariana and her five knights, starting this afternoon."
At these words, a chorus of applause passed through the Chinese audience, sounding like the advance of a thousand swarms of angry wasps. The villainesses squirmed and looked at each other with terror in their eyes
serving as court jesters, spending an allotted period of the day in the stocks, providing living targets for the emperor's combat practice, as well as being subjected to public spankings and humiliation on special occasions. The little free time you will have left, as well as sleeping, will be spent in a dungeon. May this punishment provide you with the time and impetus to repent for your wicked deeds."
"Villains of the West," the dragon boomed after conferring with the other jurors, "your sentence will be as follows: like the rest of your peers, you will remain in China for a full year before you will be allowed to return home. During this time, all ten of you will serve as Fools of the Nation, a full time employment that involves a variety of duties:
And in front of her eight goons stood the architect herself, the wicked sorceress of the West, whose hair was in complete disarray, whose tears had caused her eyeliner to fall in black streaks across her cheeks, and who was looking morosely down into the dirt while an entire nation gawked at her still crimson derriere.
and finally Ophelia the White -- who had been especially pelted with fruit, pebbles and eggs on the way up and finally had found herself the victim of a well-aimed barrelful of tar
next to Helena the Green and Alexia the Blue -- both of them crying and hugging each other with sisterly affection
next to Isabel the high priestess -- pale and sobbing at the humiliation of failing to cover up her shamefully exposed breasts, which had been branded with the mark of her own fiendish instruments
and finally Ritsa the summoner -- who had somehow been extracted from within the fleshy depths of her otherworldly tormentor (and who now bore a host of new tattooes in some unrecognizable eldritch language).
There was Vittoria the duchess -- perfectly bald, branded in all her most intimate places and gilded from head to toe
when the dragon appeared in the Eastern sky, tumbled through the heavens to an awed cacaphony of cheers and screams among the audience, and finally curled itself up in a neat coil on the platform.
When the punishments for the "foot soldiers" had been decided upon, their leaders were lined up in front of the jury, with their hands tied securely behind their backs.
As people were discussing the purpose of the mysterious platform in the middle, the unexpected (but certainly not disappointing) answer suddenly presented itself
Finally, three days after the literal kick to the ass that had ended the war, a trial was held for the invaders in a nearby field. All six thousand prisoners of war were marched out in what little clothing they had been left in at the time of their defeat (which meant nothing at all for the vast majority of them), while an audience of nearly fifty thousand locals pelted them with sticks, rotten fruit and the most heinous slurs.
Up ahead, three generals of the Chinese army were seated on the right side of a large circular platform
Wei-Ling now appeared in the shattered window, to the uncontrollable cheers and applause of the Chinese army. So this was it, she thought to herself as she descended into dizzy euphoria. At long last, sweet victory. She held Jade Destiny aloft, illuminating heaven and earth with its un- ceasing glow, and shouted: "The sun has set in the West! The Great War for the East is over!"
A heavily-armoured general came forth and read a ceremonial declaration of victory from a golden scroll to the Western commander