ebookslot Chapter 594 - 593- A Soon-to-be Tamed Bitch
Chapter 594 - 593- A Soon-to-be Tamed Bitch
He came.The thick, hot, flooding release of his royal seed into her broken cunt — the pulses filling her, the warmth spreading deep, mixing with her juice, with the blood he had made flow there, with the tears that still ran down her face.
He kept fucking through it.
His cock didn’t soften.
The incubus bloodline, fed by her grief and her submission, kept him hard and hungry.
He pulled out.
The wet, body-clinging sound of his withdrawal.
He flipped her again.
Onto her stomach.
Her heavy tits mashed against the tile, her thick ass lifted, her hairy cunt dripping.
He entered her from behind again.
PAH!
"NGH~!!"
And kept fucking.
And kept fucking.
And kept fucking.
Hours passed.
Or minutes.
She couldn’t tell.
Her mind was gone.
Only her body remained — the heavy, crying, moaning, submitting body of a woman who had been broken twice and was being rebuilt as something else.
Finally — finally — he slowed.
He lay over her.
His chest on her back.
His cock still buried in her cunt.
His hand still hooked around her neck.
His lips at her ear.
"We will take revenge," he whispered.
The words were soft.
Deadly.
Sweet.
"Together."
She sobbed.
A single, racking, body-shaking sob that made her cunt clench around him.
"Just be always with me," he said.
His hand tightened on her neck.
Not enough to hurt.
Enough to remind her.
"Always," he whispered.
He thrust once more — slow, deep, claiming.
"Will you?" he asked.
She cried.
Her tears fell on the tile beneath her face.
Her hand reached back — thick, scarred, trembling — and found his hip.
She held him.
Pulled him deeper.
And screamed her answer into the wet floor.
"AAANNNH~!!♡♡!!"
"I will help—" she sobbed.
"I will help with anything—"
He thrust again.
Hard.
PAH!
"To kill those people—!!" she screamed.
"To kill them—!!"
He smiled.
The devil’s smile.
He fucked her once more — a final, deep, brutal thrust that drove her face against the tile and her cry into the drain.
And held.
Balls-deep.
Seated in her ruined, claimed, royal-fucked cunt.
"Good," he whispered.
The bathroom was silent except for her crying.
And the sound of him owning her.
PAH... pah... pah...
He pulled out his cock, making her hand grab it as he said, pushing her shoulder down. She was on her knees, bracing his cock against her body. "Inside of your mouth," he commanded, voice low and rough with lingering lust. "You just need to make sure that I am calm. Suck it."
Her lips parted, trembling. The thick, royal shaft—still slick with their combined fluids, glistening under the bathroom lights—pressed forward, stuffing her mouth in one smooth motion. Her eyes teared up instantly, the stretch burning at the corners of her lips, her tongue flattening helplessly beneath the heavy weight of him. She gagged softly, throat convulsing, but he held her there, one hand tangled in her damp hair.
"As you say," she managed around his girth, the words muffled and broken, spit already dribbling down her chin. "I would do whatever you say."
He chuckled, dark and satisfied, the sound vibrating through his cock into her mouth. "Very good."
His fingers drifted lower, twisting into the thick, dark curls of her pussy hair. He pulled—hard. A sharp cry tore from her stuffed throat, the pain lancing through her core and making her walls flutter around nothing. Her throat tightened convulsively around his cock in response, milking him with wet, involuntary spasms.
He groaned in pleasure and thrust deeper, fucking her face with slow, deliberate strokes while she cried and sucked. The remaining loads from their hours of coupling pulsed out in thick ropes, flooding her mouth. She swallowed desperately, choking on the salty heat, tears streaming freely down her flushed cheeks.
"Let me help you forget all your miseries today," he murmured, stroking her hair almost tenderly as the last spurts coated her tongue.
He pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop, strings of saliva and cum connecting her swollen lips to the head of his cock. She gasped for air, coughing softly, her chin glistening. But he wasn’t done.
With effortless strength, he twisted her body again, forcing her onto all fours like a dog. Her heavy frame trembled violently on the wet tile, palms and knees slipping slightly as she tried to brace herself.
Her thick ass lifted instinctively, the heavy globes spreading, her hairy cunt still dripping his earlier loads down her thighs. The position made her feel even smaller, more exposed — a ruined commander reduced to an animal in heat for her prince.
He stood behind her, towering. His tail flicked with dark amusement. He spat directly onto her puckered asshole, the warm saliva sliding down the cleft of her ass. His thick cock, still rock-hard and slick from her mouth, pressed against the tight ring.
"No— wait!" she cried out, voice hoarse and panicked. "It will not enter— what are you doing?! Please, not there— I can’t—"
She tried to crawl forward, her heavy tits swaying beneath her, dragging against the cold floor. But his hands clamped down on her wide hips like iron, yanking her back roughly. He pushed her upper body down harder, mashing her massive breasts flat against the tile, nipples scraping painfully as her cheek pressed to the floor.
"Quiet," he growled.
Then he slammed forward.
The thick crown of his royal cock breached her virgin-tight asshole in one brutal thrust. Her eyes flew wide open.
"AAAAAHHH~!!" she screamed, the sound raw and broken, echoing off the bathroom walls. Her whole body jerked violently, ass cheeks clapping and jiggling from the impact as he forced inch after thick inch into her resisting hole.
"It hurts—!! It hurts so much—!!" she wailed, tears pouring freely again, her fingers scrabbling uselessly against the slick tile.
He chuckled darkly, the sound low and cruel. One large hand came down hard on her thick ass — SMACK! — leaving a red handprint on the pale, heavy flesh that made it ripple and jiggle even more.
"Tighten it a bit," he ordered, voice thick with lust. "It had become too loose from all that crying and begging. Squeeze my cock like a good subordinate."
He didn’t wait for her to obey. He pulled back slightly, only to slam in deeper, burying himself to the hilt inside her tight, spasming ass.
PAH! PAH! PAAH!
"NGH~!! HAAIIYAANGH~!! It’s tearing me—!!" she moaned loudly, the pain sharp and burning, mixing with the overwhelming fullness. Her heavy breasts were crushed flat beneath her, spilling out to the sides, nipples aching against the cold tile with every punishing thrust. Her thick ass clapped loudly against his hips, the obscene sound of flesh slapping wetly filling the room alongside her broken cries.
He reached forward, grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking her head back, forcing her spine into a deep arch. His other hand slapped her ass again and again — SMACK! SMACK! — turning the pale globes bright red while he fucked her asshole with long, relentless strokes.
"Take it," he hissed. "This hole belongs to me too. Every part of you does."
Her mind fractured under the intensity. The pain slowly twisted, melting into something darker and hotter with each thrust. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, less coherent.
"AAANNNH~!!♡ It hurts— but— hahh~!! Please— slower— nghhh~!!"