The Conquerors Path Chapter 998 - 996-Corruption From The Past(3).

Lily's ashen face and hefty breasts remained pressed firmly against the chilly window, her breaths creating foggy patches in frantic bursts. The urban glow sparkled distant below, mimicking stars beneath her devastated form. My shaft remained fully embedded within her soaked vampire pussy, widening her inner walls in an extreme manner, yet I remained utterly motionless.

Sufficient to hold her teetering on that sharp brink. My digits squeezed her engorged clit firmly, twisting it between thumb and forefinger as my opposite hand gripped her neck tighter. She let out a whine and trembled, attempting to push back against me, but I withdrew my hips slightly, withholding the contact she craved.

"Please, Master," she rasped, her voice hoarse from all the cries. "I can't... I'm your dog... woof... fuck your worthless vampire whore harder... please let me cum..."

I drew nearer, my lips grazing her sharp ear. "Not yet, you pathetic married bitch. Feel that? Your cheating cunt is fluttering like it wants to milk me dry, but you're not allowed. Not until I say. Your spineless husband probably lets you cum whenever you fake it. I own your orgasms now."

I channeled my divinity once more, sending a dense, scorching surge directly to her clit and g-spot. Her entire frame convulsed. She wailed, her fangs raking the glass, yet I maintained her suspension at the edge. Tears flowed down her face. Her icy vampire fluids cascaded in streams along my balls and legs, forming pools on the marble surface.

Then I lost control.

I withdrew my cock with a slick pop, turned her swiftly, and hoisted her effortlessly as if she were weightless. I thrust her back against the window, draped her legs over my elbows, and plunged my thick length back into her pussy with a fierce drive. The force caused the whole panel to shudder. Her breasts jiggled chaotically between our bodies as I began hammering upward into her with ruthless, full-powered strokes. Every plunge raised her rear from the glass and smashed her down again. Her arms encircled my neck, claws piercing my shoulders, spilling blood that mended right away.

"Fuck! Yes! Destroy your dog bitch!" she shrieked, her voice breaking. "Woof! Woof! My husband could never lift me like this! His weak arms would snap! I'm your breeding dog now!"

I snarled like a wild beast and sank my teeth into her neck once more, deeper on this occasion. Warm vampire blood surged into my mouth, tasting sweet and metallic. I gulped it down eagerly as I continued thrusting into her while upright, my hips pounding relentlessly so her rear rippled with each collision.

The noise of flesh meeting flesh reverberated across the penthouse akin to sharp cracks. I extracted my fangs, letting blood trickle over her pale breasts, and expelled a glob onto her features. It splashed over her lips and cheeks. She lapped it up like the pain-loving slut she embodied, groaning in delight.

I transported her through the space, her still skewered on my cock, advancing and pumping simultaneously. Her form rebounded on my dick with each stride. I forced her onto the enormous leather couch on her back, bending her double until her knees met her shoulders.

Her supple vampire backbone arched without resistance. I straddled her savagely, feet braced on the cushions, and drove downward into her pussy bearing my complete mass. The couch groaned under strain. Her pussy foamed whitely encircling my thrusting rod. I struck her face sharply, left side then right, before seizing her jaw and compelling her gaze to mine.

"Look at your master while he ruins you, you filthy cheating dog. Say his name. Tell me how much better I am."

"Harold!" she yelled, invoking her husband's name as the insult it served. "Harold is a pathetic, spineless worm! His tiny dick never reached where you are right now! Woof! I'm cumming! Please let me cum!"

I permitted it. I infused her veins with yet another surge of blood divinity and battered her G-spot without mercy. Lily erupted. Her vampire pussy gripped like a clamp, ejecting chilly streams that drenched my abs and the couch. Her eyes flipped upward, fangs protruding fully, frame spasming so intensely she almost dislodged me. Yet I persisted. I drove through her climax, through the immediate follow-up one, transforming her into a yelling, yapping chaos.

"Woof! Woof! I'm your broken dog! Fuck me like an animal!"

I extracted myself, rolled her onto her belly, and hauled her rear upward. Doggy position once again, but fiercer. I clutched her dark locks in both hands like reins and rammed back into her pussy from the rear. I rode her akin to a horse taming a filly. Her breasts trailed over the leather, nipples grating. I smacked her rear with flat hands until the fair skin flushed vivid red, then violet, then mended, prompting me to recommence. More intensely. The smacks resounded so fiercely they overpowered her yaps.

I extended beneath and jammed three fingers into her snug asshole unlubricated, expanding it broadly while my cock ravaged her pussy. She cried out in utter masochistic rapture. "Yes! Ruin both holes! I'm your three-hole vampire dog slut!"

The simultaneous invasion triggered her climax anew right away. Her asshole squeezed my fingers, pussy drawing on my cock. I withdrew my fingers, slick with her essence, and thrust them into her mouth. She nursed them pristine like an obedient bitch, retching and salivating.

I craved further. I hauled her from the couch via her hair, hurled her onto the marble ground on her back, and mounted her directly. I positioned myself over her torso and smacked my glistening cock over her face, smearing trails of her own cream. "Open, dog."

She parted wide. I forced my cock down her throat in a single motion, balls against her chin. I throat-fucked her savagely, hips snapping, her neck swelling noticeably per dive. Saliva and gullet mucus spilled from her mouth's edges, streaming along her neck and into her cleavage. Her hands rose to part her own rear cheeks, presenting both openings despite my use of her mouth.

I withdrew, strands of spit linking us, and turned her over yet again. Now, I positioned her on hands and knees, oriented toward the glass to observe her reflection's demolition. I aligned with her asshole and pushed in bare. Her vampire physique accepted it, dilating around my thickness with a lewd slick sound. The grip was tremendous, warmer internally than her pussy oddly. I sank fully into her ass and commenced hammering with primal rage.

"Woof! Woof! Fuck your dog's shithole!" she bayed, shoving rearward to match each drive. "Harold never even looked at my ass! He'd faint if he knew his wife was getting her guts rearranged by a real man's cock!"

I curved forward and balled her pussy with four fingers, syncing with my cock in her ass. The paired filling caused her to abandon restraint. She yapped and shrieked without sense, form quaking via climax after climax. Her chilly squirt arced over the floor. I employed my divinity to ignite her senses, each drive resembling bolts of bliss and torment blended delightfully.

I exited her ass, rotated her, and jammed my soiled cock back into her mouth. She purified it avidly, savoring her own ass upon me, moaning as the corrupt whore she had transformed into. Then I elevated her anew, this time in a complete nelson grip. Arms secured behind her head, legs splayed broad, I pierced her pussy and rebounded her on my dick while positioned centrally in the room. Her physique dangled utterly powerless as I wielded her like a toy. Her breasts heaved ferociously. I gnawed her breasts, imprinting bloody fang traces that restored solely for me to bite repeatedly.

"Look at yourself in the glass, bitch. See what a ruined married vampire dog looks like."

She compelled her eyes ajar. The mirror displayed utter devastation: mascara trails, blood and saliva scattered, form marked with crimson palm prints and bite scars that gradually vanished, pussy and ass yawning and leaking, wedding ring glinting as her hands thrashed pointlessly.

I released her to the ground and towed her to the couch once more. Now, I seated myself and drew her onto my lap, facing me initially, but no, I twisted her to face outward. She lowered onto my cock, engulfing it fully in her pussy. I encircled one arm about her neck in a rear chokehold, and the other hand assaulted her clit. I surged upward into her mechanically, elevating her whole body from my lap per stroke.

Her yaps evolved into fractured whimpers of joy. "Master... I'm... yours... forever... woof... Harold is nothing... I'm your masochistic vampire cumdump..."

I sensed my climax surging like an unstoppable force. I rose with her still pierced, guided her to the glass barrier again, and mashed her breasts and face to it. I pounded her in standing doggy for the final round, hips blurring, balls striking her clit. The city observed her breeding.

"Now, bitch. Cum with your master. Milk every drop."

I released the total might of my blood divinity, overwhelming every part of her form with intense feeling. Lily fragmented. Her cry was instinctual, beastly, sheer masochistic bliss. Her pussy contracted wildly, squirting forcefully enough to mist the glass and cascade in layers. Her asshole pulsed in echo. Her entire physique stiffened, claws scratching the glass, fangs revealed in a muted wail.

I bellowed and erupted within her. Dense, scorching strands of cum shot directly to her womb, surge following surge, stuffing her until excess spilled and trailed down her legs in milky flows. I continued driving through it, compelling each bit deeper, claiming her utterly.

As the final burst departed me, I eased out gradually. Her devastated pussy yawned wide, cum gushing forth abundantly. She slumped forward onto the glass, limbs quivering, form jerking with remnants. I seized her by the hair and tugged her to kneel.

"Clean your master, dog."

She advanced on all fours, tongue extended, and lapped my cock and balls thoroughly clean, gulping down all remnants of our blended fluids. She even tongued the floor where her squirt and my cum had gathered, rear elevated, yapping faintly amid laps.

At last, she gazed upward at me, features wrecked, eyes shining with absolute yielding and affection. "Thank you, Master Austin. You've ruined me for anyone else. I'm your vampire dog bitch forever. My pathetic husband will never know what a real man feels like. I belong to you completely."

I caressed her tangled hair nearly tenderly. "Good girl. You took everything I gave you like the perfect masochistic slut you are. This is just the beginning."

She leaned her head on my thigh, remaining knelt, utterly exhausted yet yearning for additional. The penthouse reeked of intercourse, blood, and utter capitulation and deep inside it, I perceived her corruption level intensifying further, turning nearly overwhelming.