Beast Unleashed: Dream Ravages Reality
Asmodeus wrapped around my body like a serpent, grinding her voluptuous breasts against me in seduction, but it only ignited the fuse of the ferocious domination lurking deep within me. I seized a fistful of her hair as she licked up my nape and yanked her head back viciously.
"You mere slave—how dare you lay hands on your master's body so freely? Has a bit of indulgence made you lose all sense and climb all over me like this?"
With my icy rebuke, I wrenched her hair harder, bending her slender neck like a bow. A moan mingled with pain and ecstasy escaped her lips. Without giving her a chance to resist, I roughly wrenched both her arms behind her back and pinned them there. Her unnaturally developed lower body, curved solely to receive my lust, filled my vision. I slammed her to the floor face-down and fixed her in the most humiliating, wretched position.
Then, the pitch-black demonic symbol surging through my veins, I thrust it in one brutal motion into her tight, slick abyss.
"Haaahhh...!!!!! M-Master... Maaaster...!"
Asmodeus's scream-like cry tore through the silence of the abyss. "Ah, aaak! Haaaang! Hngh, mmph...! N-No...! Uuugh!"
My body was a pitch-black vessel that rejected mana, so the power pouring into her through this coupling carried only the most primal, savage violence, ravaging her insides. I drove my hips mercilessly. Paang, paang! "Eek, ugh...! Haa, haaat! Kyaaak! Ungh, uuum!"
Each thrust slammed into her with such ferocity that it echoed, her massive ass colliding with my lower abdomen in grotesque friction. She crumbled helplessly under my brutal strength, clawing at the floor. "Haaaaak! Kugh, guuuugh...! P-Please, please stop...! Haaang, haaaang!"
As the violation dragged on, her reason shattered into fragments. Her depths, steeped in my dark crimson power, gushed hot fluids like a waterfall. Her trembling legs twitched like a beast under my control. "Hngh..!!, H... Ungh..!!! Haaaang! Aaah! Kyaaaak......!!!"
Just as Asmodeus reached the unbearable peak of pleasure and erupted in a slick gush, collapsing completely—that instant—I gripped her quivering waist with both hands and hoisted her into the air.
"H-Hik?! M-Master, wait... N-No! My body, it's gonna break... Stop, please stop...!"
The overwhelming pounding began, violent enough to terrify even an abyssal demon. Mocking her pleading refusal, I impaled her frail frame onto my savage symbol relentlessly. Defying gravity, fully pierced by my power, her eyes rolled back white. Foamy drool and death rattles poured from her mouth nonstop.
"I'll kill you. Is this the greatness you craved?"
With the intent to pour out every last drop of essence, I battered her deepest womb entrance mercilessly. "Haaaaaaaak! Kyaaak! Kugh, guuuuuugh...! N-No...! Not there...!"
At the final climax of that dominant pounding, I unleashed a bestial, scorching flood deep into her abyss. "Heek, ugh...! Aaang! Haaaaang! A, aa...! Uuuuuum...!"
The dark crimson demonic energy coursing through me exploded, churning her insides. Asmodeus convulsed like she'd been struck by lightning before going limp in my arms. "Haa, haa... Slurp, slrp... Ungh... Ah...."
Her unfocused eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, a thin thread of saliva drooling from her lips. The mage's noble pride had melted away into my hot seed without a trace. On the ground, our mingled thick, sticky fluids pooled and dripped. Squelch, splat...
When I released her from midair after the overwhelming violence ended, Asmodeus plummeted limply to the abyss floor. Her legs utterly strengthless, she couldn't even squat properly, collapsing on all fours and gasping raggedly. Between her spread thighs, our thick, viscous mixture pooled and dripped.
Still trembling from the aftershocks of pleasure, I yanked her hair roughly and dragged her face to my groin.
"Answer me. This demonic power flowing through my body—what's its limit?"
I posed the chilling question to the beast-like panting woman. But I had no intention of waiting politely for her words. Just as her quivering red lips parted for some excuse, I mercilessly shoved my dark crimson power deep into her mouth.
"Mmph...! Uuuuummph...!"
Her eyes bulged at the sudden invasion. Her small mouth swelled to tearing around my savage symbol, unsallowed saliva dripping slickly down her chin. "Uumph, uu... M-Mouth's... full... how, uumph..."
She whimpered, tears welling from the pressure stuffing her throat. Her pathetic, lascivious state made me grip her hair tighter and snarl coldly. "Can't open your mouth? Then answer with that brain of yours you're best at using. Keep that tongue moving."
Under my oppressive command, she shuddered in humiliation but obeyed, rolling her tongue in sticky service to my groin. Soon, her ethereal telepathy pierced the abyssal silence, echoing directly in my mind.
Her sent thought was a grumble laced with complaint, yet it dripped with the thick, sickly sweet pleasure of a bitch utterly submitting to her master's brutality. Instead of a clear answer, she lavished my power with devoted licks, flooding my mind endlessly with moans blending ecstasy and humiliation.
The slick echoes of Asmodeus's ethereal telepathy in my head, the wet, tight squeeze of her narrow abyss clenching my groin like a beast. It was too vividly hot, surging up my spine to dismiss as mere illusion or subconscious dregs. No—the dream's veil lifted gradually, those sensations thickening into raw, tangible reality, slamming my body fiercely.
"Hngh... Hn... M-Master... Aaah!"
It wasn't Asmodeus's thought ringing in my mind. It was a girl's youthful moan, raw with suppressed pleasure and physiological pain, right in my ear. Amid the flood of vivid touch and sound, my eyes snapped open.
My vision was no longer the blood-soaked abyss swirling with ash. Instead, atop a plush, massive bed, beneath my dominating bulk, trembled dazzlingly pale skin.
During that blackout in unconsciousness, my beastly state had moved my real body, mercilessly claiming the woman's secret place below me. And the one enduring my raw violence was none other than Seria.
She wore some extravagant, antique silver-white royal dress of finest silk that Elise must have dug from the territory's warehouse while I was out. Or rather, "wore"—my savage unconscious hands had already shredded the chest and hem, those precious noble rags now lewdly accentuating her luscious nudity and flushed skin.
Tears welled physiologically in Seria's big eyes, streaming down her cheeks, but she couldn't push away her rampaging master-beast. Her arms clung to my sturdy neck, taking every ounce of my violent lust.
"Haa...! This is just ridiculous!"
A sharp voice burst from the bed's corner, seething with frustration. It was Elise. Her face flushed crimson to her neck, she trembled with clenched fists, watching this absurd hellscape.
"Acting all innocent and demure usually... But the second Master lost consciousness, you lift your skirts and wag your tail first! You horny bitch!"
Even under Elise's icy venom, Seria had no chance to protest her injustice. Her mouth gaped in endless cries, panting to match my rough thrusts.
And beside Elise, little sister Rubia's reaction to this bizarre, obscene sight went further. Unable to face her sister's shameful state directly, she buried her face in her hands. But through her splayed fingers, she greedily peeped every moment of my power piercing and shaking Seria's body.
"Sis... Liar... You told me you didn't know anything about this..."
Rubia muttered, face red, swallowing hard, her voice mixing betrayal and strange excitement.
The unconscious master ravaging his first woman like a beast, two others watching in jealousy and shock. With the blood-drenched revenge drama ended, the perfect, sticky hell raised its curtain.