Sydney Kingsford Smith International Airport.
A private jet taxied down the runway, the roar of its engines deafening. Finally, the jet lifted off, piercing through thick clouds and ascending to an unreachable altitude.
Inside the quiet, luxurious cabin, Ren sat with his eyes glued to a tablet screen. A video recorded in Cirebon City, Indonesia, played, showing a horrific scene.
A gigantic three-ter-tall being, a supernatural creature called a Heretic God, stood in the middle of a ravaged city. Its skin was golden, its eyes blazed like lightning, and its long silver hair fluttered in the storm winds it had created itself.
An golden crown, shaped like a mountain peak and adorned with blue gems that emitted an electric glow, rested on its head. Its body was draped in a purplish-red royal robe with a storm cloud pattern.
The Heretic God was surrounded by a vortex of black clouds and relentless lightning. Each step it took left a trail of destruction. The city it passed through was flooded with water from abnormal rainfall, while buildings were obliterated by lightning strikes.
"So that’s a Heretic God? It’s terrifying!" A voice next to Ren said, a mix of fear and awe. "I used to think the elders in my family were exaggerating their descriptions, but it turns out it was all true."
The voice continued with a colder tone. "The Heretic God is a dangerous existence that must be destroyed for the good of the world, no matter how many lives have to be sacrificed."
Ren turned his head. Next to him, a blonde girl in a flight attendant uniform stared intently at the tablet screen.
"Rita Ainsworth? What are you doing here?"
It was a real surprise. Ren didn’t expect Rita to follow him. Their relationship was nothing more than a one-night stand with no strings attached.
"Ara~ King Ren is so an to leave behind, even though you took my virginity~"
With a faint smile, Rita sat down next to Ren, not a hint of sha in her voice as she discussed the adult topic.
"Don’t make sound like a rapist, okay? You know better than I do that our relationship was a one-night stand. No feelings were involved between us, so I don’t need to be responsible."
"Mhm~ King Ren’s words and actions don’t match."
Her face flushed as Ren’s hand caressed her thigh, clad in black stockings. She might seem bold, but it was all a facade. Beneath her deanor, Rita was just a 17-year-old girl who had just stepped into adulthood.
Ren’s hand stopped moving. He looked at Rita, his sharp eyes as if undressing her every thought.
"You’re not here by coincidence, are you?"
"As expected of King Ren’s Wisdom, I can’t hide anything from you."
Rita smiled wryly, no longer daring to act overly familiar. In the presence of a Campione—an individual whose power could shatter a nation—she didn’t dare to ss around.
"Let guess. You want to be my woman, don’t you?"
"More accurately, the elders of the Ainsworth Family told to seduce you. They believe that becoming your concubine would bring great benefits to the Ainsworth Family."
Rita didn’t deny Ren’s speculation and admitted it frankly.
"Tsk, the boor generation has no creativity. Using won as a tool to get close to powerful n is so outdated."
"Mhm~ can I take King Ren’s answer as a ’yes’ to ?"
Rita’s body trembled violently, her breathing ragged, her face as red as a tomato, as Ren’s hand tore into her skirt and toyed with her absolute area.
"Not yet. You have to prove yourself." Ren answered curtly.
"In that case, I will try to make King Ren accept ."
Relieved not to be imdiately rejected, Rita spread her thighs. The hand that had torn her skirt now played with her absolute area, making Rita tremble even more.
"Wow, you’re already wet?" Ren showed his finger, drenched in clear fluid slling of female hormones. A mocking smile curved his lips. "You were a virgin just yesterday, but it turns out you’re a perverted woman, Rita."
"K-King Ren, t-this isn’t what you think! It’s a natural bodily reaction! I’m not perverted at all!"
Her face turned beet red with sha and humiliation. Rita vehently denied it, trying to convince Ren. She herself didn’t understand why her body was so sensitive.
(What’s really happening to ? I’m sure I’m not a woman who orgasms easily. For so reason, my body is so easily pleased by this man?! Could it be that our physical compatibility is just that high?)
She rembered that it took about ten minutes to reach orgasm whenever she masturbated with her fingers or a toy. Seeing how quickly she reacted to Ren’s touch, Rita could only think of one plausible reason.
Ren leaned his face close to Rita’s ear.
"In that case, show how perverted you are."
The whisper made Rita’s hair stand on end.
"Travel ti is so boring. Let entertain you, King Ren."
Without waiting for an answer, Rita rose from her seat, kneeling gracefully in front of Ren, like a servant ready to serve her master. Her slender fingers carefully lowered the zipper of Ren’s pants. Her eyes widened as the "sausage" protruded from his pants.
(It’s so big...! It really went inside last night... Thinking back, I felt like I was going to be ripped in two, but surprisingly, it fit inside !)
A heavy masculine scent filled her senses, her breathing grew more frantic, and Rita couldn’t tear her eyes away from the sight before her.
"Don’t just stare. Show the mouth ga of Western and Asian won. I want to know which one is better."
Her stunned reaction made Ren chuckle. Clearly, he was very proud of his prowess.
"Y-yes..."
With a choked throat, Rita swallowed. Though nervous, she opened her mouth wide, accepting the "sausage" that could make a woman nine months pregnant.
"Slrp... chlp... mmh... slrp, glk, slrp, glk..."
Rita’s mouth moved up and down, creating faint sucking sounds. Although her movents were still stiff and clumsy, she tried hard to please Ren.
"Huft... Not bad for an amateur."
Ren enjoyed the warm sensation Rita gave his "sausage." Suddenly, he rembered sothing.
"Oh, right, I promised to return to Japan today. But the appearance of the Heretic God in Indonesia has ssed up my plans. I have to tell Itsuki and the others about this."
Taking his tablet, he set up a video call and waited. A mont later, the video call connected.
Ren briefly explained his reason for not being able to go ho today and apologized. On the screen, the faces of Itsuki and the other won appeared.
They seed understanding, not blaming Ren, and just reminded him to stay safe. They then chatted about trivial things, with occasional small laughs heard in the cabin.
"Ugh..."
Noticing Ren’s strange expression, Itsuki asked in a worried tone.
"What’s wrong, hubby?"
"It’s nothing."
Ren glanced at Rita. With one hand, he pushed her head down.
"Mhm...!!!"
The sudden movent forced Rita to deepen the contact, swallowing the sausage completely down to the back of her throat. In a state of near-suffocation, she was forced to swallow a white fluid containing 500 million seeds of life.
Realizing Rita’s face was turning blue from lack of oxygen, he made an excuse to end the video call. After the connection was cut, he finally released Rita’s head.
"Cough! Cough!"
With a few strands of Ren’s pubic hair stuck to her lips and cheeks, Rita coughed violently, her eyes welling up with tears as she took deep breaths.
"I thought I was going to have a silly death. King Ren, are you an S? My apologies, I am not an M. However, to satisfy your fetish, I can change."
Although her words were still polite, there was a hint of anger in her voice. Rita was a proud woman; lowering herself to be a concubine was her limit after being pressured by her family. Being treated like an onahole had gone far beyond her limit.
Unfortunately, Ren had no intention of apologizing for his rough behavior. Instead, he commanded Rita without caring about her feelings.
"That’s enough of a warm-up. Rita, you know what to do next, right?"
The anger that had flared in Rita’s heart imdiately died down. His dominant aura was so powerful, drowning every bit of resistance within her. She beca docile like a kitten again, following orders without protest.
"I-I know..."
Without hesitation, Rita stood up, pulled her skirt up to her stomach, then lowered her panties to her knees. She then sat on Ren’s lap, carefully letting the "sausage" enter her "bread" that was fresh and had been tasted by no one else but Ren.
A long moan escaped Rita’s lips as the "sausage" entered completely, filling the emptiness inside her.
"Ahh..."
*PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!"
Ren gripped Rita’s hips and pushed up, a movent that made Rita move up and down in a steady rhythm.
"You’re very good, Rita. You’re talented!"
"Ah...ahhh... Hearing that doesn’t make happy at all~"
Rita tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and felt the pleasure flooding her body.
*PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!"
Her breathing beca interrupted. Each thrust from Ren was deeper and stronger, making her body arch backward. The sensation of pleasure was driving her crazy. Rita felt like she was on the crest of a wave, ready to break at any mont.
"Ahhh... this is... too... good..." Her moans beca more intense. "King Ren... I... I’m going to..."
*PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!"
Just as her final moan broke, Ren sped up his movents, and Rita felt a wave of warmth flowing inside her.
"Ahhh! King Ren..."
Sweat drenched Rita’s forehead, her body trembling and weak. Ren hugged her tightly, patting her back gently.
*PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!"
The two of them made love like animals in mating season, the sounds of whimpers and moans filling the luxurious cabin. The previously boring air travel turned into an arena of wild sexual activity.
For Rita, who was just a normal human, her stamina couldn’t keep up with Ren, who was a Campione. She had lost count, no longer rembering how many tis she had climaxed.
Although Rita repeatedly said, "I’m going to die" and begged Ren to stop, the man seed deaf. He continued until her body could no longer withstand the waves of pleasure.
Rita’s face showed the expression common in doujin: her eyes rolled back, leaving only a small hint of blue iris beneath her half-closed eyelids. Her tongue hung out, wet with saliva dripping from the corner of her lips. Her breathing was ragged and irregular, while a deep red flush flooded her entire face, indicating that she had reached her absolute limit.
"Ahhh~..."
*PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!"
From her throat, only small, piteous whimpers could be heard. The expression on Rita’s face was no longer one of pleasure, but a mix of extre exhaustion, total surrender, and a sensation that surpassed any limit she had ever felt.
With her eyes white and a vacant stare, Rita looked like a broken porcelain doll. She no longer whimpered or moved. Her limp body simply followed Ren’s every brutal movent. Despite this, Ren had no intention of stopping. Because he had no deep ties to the girl, he wanted to try the doujin genre he had always wanted to try in the real world.
Mind Break!
Ren wanted to break Rita, to completely ruin the girl’s mind. So, he wouldn’t stop until the private jet landed in Indonesia.
He fucks Rita as if she is his favorite onahole. Every thrust, every touch, was solely to satisfy his desires, not to share pleasure. Rita was a doll to him, an object he could use as he pleased to fulfill his fantasies.
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