"Ah!~~~Huff!~~Huff!~~~~So comfortable!~~~~Such a shaful feeling!~~~This is the most amazing dragon root I’ve ever seen, it’s so delicious!!~~~"
Seiko Shizuka moaned while licking her lips obscenely, panting heavily as she enjoyed the afterglow of her climax.
At this mont, Seiko Shizuka’s eyes were already filled with confusion and a foolish, intoxicated expression, her entire body seeming as if she had gone mad, utterly depraved!
The lingering tingling sensations in her vagina and the overwhelming fullness made Seiko Shizuka feel so pleasurably lightheaded she could almost float away.
Seiko Shizuka, who had always despised the small, pathetic at sticks of Japanese n, was now utterly obsessed with and worshipful of Yasin’s massive root.
This feeling of being violated and ravaged by a powerful man satisfied the depraved desires buried deep in Seiko Shizuka’s heart, her longing to be conquered.
However, the next mont, Seiko Shizuka suddenly tensed up again as if struck by lightning.
Yasin’s monstrous, thick cock plunged back into Seiko Shizuka’s vagina with a "Squelch!" sound.
As Yasin deftly adjusted the knots of the rope, Seiko Shizuka was flipped over, her legs and arms stretched taut and spread apart by the ropes, her naked body fully exposed beneath Yasin’s dragon root.
"No!!! Don’t!~~~~This is so shaful~~~~My vagina!~~~It feels like it’s being torn apart!~~~This feeling of being stuffed full!~~~~So good!~~~But! But if this continues, I can’t take it anymore!~~~I’m going to die!~~~Wait!!~~~Please!~~~Spare !~~~I’ll tell you anything!~~~I’ll do anything you say!!~~~~~No!!~~No!!—" Seiko Shizuka suddenly trembled as if electrocuted, letting out a series of pleasurable moans.
The cock thrust rcilessly deep into her tight honey pot again, and Yasin roughly tore off the nipple clamps from Seiko Shizuka’s nipples, causing the tender, delicate tips to bleed profusely.
Without hesitation, Yasin grabbed her swollen, crimson breasts with both hands, his hips pistoning as he launched the most ferocious assault!
His enormous, burning at rod relentlessly pumped in and out of Seiko Shizuka’s vagina, thick streams of milky white fluids oozing from her honey pot, coating Yasin’s shaft and stretching into obscene, sticky strands.
"Ah!!~~~Ahh!!~~Ahhhh!~~~~I’m coming!~~~I’m dying!~~I’m dying!~~~Ahhhhh!!!—"
!!!!!!
The violent climax once again overwheld Seiko Shizuka’s entire body. This ti, after wave after wave of orgasms, she finally reached her limit. Her entire body flushed red with excitent, convulsing uncontrollably. After another squirting orgasm, Seiko Shizuka wailed, her body shuddering before her eyes rolled back, and she passed out from sheer pleasure!
"Ugh!~~~" Yasin growled like a beast, burying his cock to the hilt inside Seiko Shizuka’s vagina. As his balls twitched, thick ropes of sen erupted, flooding her womb.
After finishing, Yasin shoved his cum and fluid covered cock into Seiko Shizuka’s mouth to clean it off before leisurely lying back on the bed to smoke a cigarette, admiring Seiko Shizuka like a piece of art as she hung upside down from the clothes rack.
Seiko Shizuka was a classic Japanese beauty, though her personality carried a hint of rebelliousness and stubbornness unlike others.
Yet deep down, she still possessed the inherently depraved nature of Japanese won, their longing to be conquered and ravaged by powerful n.
From Yasin’s perspective, Seiko Shizuka couldn’t really be considered a "goddess."
Japanese aesthetics didn’t actually pursue the concept of a "goddess" at all.
Traditional Japanese beauty standards differed greatly from the modern, Western influenced "goddess" ideal. The Japanese preference leaned toward gentle, soft, delicate, and even childlike charm.
In contrast, modern aesthetics favored more mature, domineering styles.
Japanese beauties gave off a sense of warmth, roundness, fragility, and playfulness, even a shy, demure innocence. At first glance, Japanese beauties seed to have obvious flaws.
Western influenced Asian beauty standards, however, pursued flawless features and instant visual impact.
Won like Lin Suya, Choi Minseo, Chai Lee, and Vivian Sinclair belonged to the "goddess" category. At first sight, they gave off an untouchable, divine aura, inspiring both inferiority and admiration.
But Japanese beauties like Seiko Shizuka and Yoko Minamino felt approachable, delicate, and endearing.
Over ti, "goddesses" like Lin Suya and Choi Minseo beca monotonous and tireso. But Japanese beauties like Seiko Shizuka and Yoko Minamino grew more captivating, impossible to forget.
Especially their coy resistance, their outwardly shy refusal but inwardly depraved hunger, gave Yasin an endless thrill.
Perhaps influenced by Japanese AV culture, Yasin believed most Japanese female stars were secretly slutty whores. And Seiko Shizuka had just confird that impression, her outwardly defiant but inwardly desperate craving to be violated and dominated.
Looking at Seiko Shizuka now, hanging from the clothes rack with her legs spread wide, her pink pussy still dripping with cum, Yasin felt an almost artistic satisfaction in this humiliating display.
"I love this apocalypse!" Yasin exhaled a cloud of smoke contentedly, stretching lazily.
Without this apocalypse, he could never have fucked a legendary superstar like Seiko Shizuka, soone he could only fantasize about before.
Hell, even catching a glimpse of soone of her status would have been impossible.
For others, the apocalypse might be hell.
But for Yasin, it was heaven!
"Bzzt... Bzzzt... Yasin, they want to negotiate with you. Can you co over when you’re free?"
Just then, Vivian’s voice crackled through the walkie talkie.
Yasin excitedly did a carp flip and sat up, speaking into the walkie-talkie: "I’ll be right there."
Having conquered the Japanese beauty Seiko Shizuka, Yasin’s next target was Xiao Xuner!
If he could make these two big stars, whom he could only look up to in his past life, lie beneath him and endure his humiliation and domination, what kind of conquering thrill would that be?
Yasin stood up and put on Seiko Shizuka’s military uniform, fastened his bulletproof vest and helt, then raised his rifle and strode toward the surveillance room.
Now, the situation in this villa was completely under his control. He could play however he wanted!
Next, he would use tactics to completely break the psychological defenses of the won in the safe room, coercing and luring them into handing over their guns and weapons!
Without guns or weapons that could threaten him, the won in the safe room would be nothing but fish on his chopping block, to be taken as he pleased!
"Dear ladies, I heard you wanted to negotiate with ?" Yasin took the walkie-talkie from Vivian’s hand and sneered coldly as he watched the dispirited group on the screen.
...
Inside the safe room, the won imdiately perked up at the sound of the man’s icy laughter over the walkie-talkie, nervously gathering around it.
Johan’s death had dealt a heavy blow to everyone in the safe room.
Now, no one dared suggest rushing out for a fight again.
Faced with the unknown world outside the safe room and the nightmarish man, everyone silently chose to stay quiet.
Even Lin Suya and Choi Minseo, who had always strongly advocated charging out, now remained silent.
The atmosphere in the safe room was oppressive and filled with despair.
Food was running out, and stepping outside ant an uncertain fate. It seed like everyone in the safe room had reached a dead end.
"Sir... Shizuka... how is Shizuka? Please, don’t hurt her!" In the midst of the silence, Yoko Minamino, who had always appeared timid and weak, was the first to speak up.
"Miss Yoko Minamino, your friend Seiko Shizuka was slightly injured, but thanks to my tily treatnt, she’s now sleeping comfortably. Your friendship moves deeply. If you don’t mind, I might even allow you to co out and help take care of her."
The man’s teasing voice ca through the walkie-talkie.
"Y... you’re telling the truth?" Yoko Minamino nervously stepped forward and spoke into the walkie-talkie. "Please... please don’t hurt her!"
"Yoko! Don’t believe him! Shizuka has already been taken by him. You going out won’t change anything!" Lin Suya quickly pulled the impulsive Yoko Minamino back, whispering urgently to stop her.
"We know nothing about him! We have no idea what he really wants! Don’t act recklessly!"
"But... but Shizuka! Shizuka is hurt! I have to be with her!"
Tears stread down Yoko Minamino’s face uncontrollably. Though she had been trying to stay strong, the thought of Seiko Shizuka—who had always supported and encouraged her—now in unknown danger completely shattered her composure.
"Yoko! Calm down! If Shizuka is okay, that’s good! We’ll find a way to save her!" Xiao Xuner stepped forward and hugged Yoko Minamino, patting her back soothingly.
Yoko Minamino’s petite body trembled as she buried herself in Xiao Xuner’s arms, covering her mouth and sobbing uncontrollably.
"Dear friends, did you call here to negotiate or to let watch your emotional drama?" Yasin sneered coldly at the panicked group on the screen, his tone impatient.
"We want to make a deal with you!"
Kiara Ford suddenly mustered her courage and spoke into the walkie-talkie. "You said before that we could trade guns for supplies. We agree! But you have to tell us how much food one gun can get us!"
"Hmm... that’s a very good question."
Yasin stroked his chin thoughtfully before continuing. "One pistol can be exchanged for one steak and three sausages. One rifle can get you one steak, two sausages, and a glass of milk. As for bullets... 30 rounds can be traded for one sausage."
"That little?!" Lin Suya growled angrily. "Even if we give you all our guns and ammo, the food we get will only last us three days!"
"Too little? Then I suggest you keep your bullets and guns to fill your stomachs. Or... you can try again to rush out and defeat , the devil. Hahahaha! Miss Lin Suya, you can’t even hold a gun properly, yet you think you can defeat ? And Miss Choi Minseo, it’s such a sha you lost your rifle. That could’ve been a delicious fresh steak, two fragrant sausages, and a glass of rich milk!"
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