Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 595: The Proud Wife’s Anal Degradation

I leaped onto the ropes hanging from the choppers, climbing up at impossible speed. Inside the first helicopter, I grabbed the pilot by the throat and crushed his windpipe before throwing him out. The second pilot barely had time to scream before I drove my fist through his chest.

The choppers began spinning wildly and crashed into the trees with loud explosions.

Back on the ground, I continued the massacre. I tore a soldier’s head clean off his shoulders and used it to bash another man’s face in. Blood sprayed across the walls as I moved like lightning — breaking limbs, crushing throats, and snapping necks in rapid succession.

In less than a few seconds, over thirty elite soldiers lay dead on the floor in a sea of broken bodies.

The only ones left alive were Vincent, Ryan, Linda, and Selena — standing frozen in absolute horror and disbelief as they realized their entire elite rescue team had been annihilated in the blink of an eye.

Vincent’s face had gone completely pale, sweat dripping down his forehead. His usual arrogant demeanor had shattered. "What... what the hell are you?" he whispered, voice trembling.

Ryan stumbled backward, nearly tripping over a dead soldier’s body. "This... this is impossible... You’re just one man... How—?"

Linda and Selena looked like they had seen a demon straight from hell. Their faces were drained of color, eyes wide with terror as they stared at the mountain of corpses surrounding them.

I stood calmly in front of them, my expression relaxed. They wouldn’t have noticed anything unusual if it weren’t for the fresh blood staining my hands and clothes — dark red splatters covering my shirt and dripping slowly from my fingers.

Grace and her four subordinates stood completely stunned, mouths open in shock. Grace’s eyes were locked onto me in pure disbelief.

"So... it was you all along," she murmured, voice barely audible. "You were the one helping us... You’re the monster we’ve been hearing about..."

Diana and Angela, on the other hand, simply chuckled softly, completely unfazed by the carnage.

"What about now?" Diana asked mockingly, tilting her head toward the terrified group. "Still think you’re going to win?"

Grace took a deep, shaky breath, trying to compose herself, but her wide eyes never left me. She looked both terrified and strangely awed.

I stepped forward slowly, my bloody hands hanging casually at my sides, and looked directly at Linda with a cold smile.

"Linda... I’m so heartbroken," I said mockingly. "You wanted to kill me so badly. Didn’t you say I was so much better than your husband? That my cock satisfied you more than his ever could? Where’s all that energy now?"

Linda’s mouth opened and closed, too shocked to speak properly. Her eyes kept darting around at the dead soldiers who had come to save her. "How... How is this possible?" she kept repeating weakly, her voice cracking.

The distant sound of crashing choppers echoed outside — the ones I had killed the pilots in were now exploding violently in the forest, sending black smoke rising into the sky.

Vincent and Ryan suddenly pulled out their handguns, pointing them at me with shaking hands.

"I... I don’t believe it!" Vincent shouted, his voice desperate. "You’re just a freak! Die!"

Before they could even pull the triggers, I activated God Speed for a fraction of a second. I moved in a blur, instantly snatching both guns from their hands and returning to my exact position. Vincent and Ryan stared blankly at their now-empty hands, faces frozen in confusion and fear.

I looked at Linda again, my voice low and dangerous.

"Do you want your husband to live, Linda?"

Vincent looked at his wife with desperate hope.

I continued, smirking. "Then why don’t you satisfy me? I’m quite tired after all this killing. Let’s go to the bedroom and... talk things through."

Without waiting for an answer, I grabbed Linda by the arm and dragged her forward. I then seized Selena, Vincent, and Ryan as well, pulling all four of them roughly toward the large bedroom at the end of the hallway.

The bedroom door clicked shut with a heavy, final sound, locking the five of us inside. The air was thick with tension and the metallic scent of blood still clinging to my clothes.

I looked at Linda with cold, hungry eyes. "Why aren’t you dropping your clothes yet, Linda?" I repeated, my voice low and dangerous. "You were such an eager slut for me before. Don’t make me ask twice."

Linda’s hands trembled violently as she clutched the front of her dress. Tears of shame welled up in her eyes as she looked at her husband and daughter.

Vincent’s face was twisted with rage and helplessness. "Don’t you dare touch her, you fucking animal!"

Ryan stood frozen, his fists clenched, while Selena looked away, sobbing quietly.

I ignored them completely and stepped closer to Linda, grabbing her chin roughly. "Strip. Now. Or I’ll snap your husband’s neck right here."

With a broken whimper, Linda slowly began undressing. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of her blouse until it fell open, revealing her lacy bra. She hesitated, but when I glared at her, she removed the rest of her clothes with shaking hands until she stood completely naked in front of her family — her heavy breasts exposed, her shaved pussy and ass on full display.

"Turn around," I ordered. "Face your husband."

Linda turned slowly, tears rolling down her cheeks. She was now facing Vincent directly, only a few feet away from him.

I moved behind her, pressing my hard, thick cock against her ass. I grabbed her hips and forced her to bend forward slightly, making her spread her legs.

"No... please..." Linda whispered in shame, her voice cracking. "Not in front of them... Not like this..."

I didn’t listen. I spat on my cock and pressed the fat head against her tight asshole. With one brutal thrust, I forced my way inside her.

"Aaaaaahhhhh!!" Linda screamed, her eyes squeezing shut as my massive cock stretched her asshole wide open. "It’s too big—!! It hurts!!"