"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts so much!"
A sharp, tearing pain exploded through Qin Yumo's lower body, draining the color from her face as she shrieked in agony. Desperate to escape the agonizing pressure, she tried frantically to scramble forward on her hands and knees across the mahogany table.
"What are you screaming about? Stop playing the innocent virgin!"
Seeing that Qin Yumo actually had the audacity to try to crawl away, Adrian reached out, roughly clamping his large palm over her plump, rounded buttocks and slamming her hips back down against the polished wood.
"You shameless slut, you've been taken countless times by other men, and now you dare to put on a sweet, innocent act in front of me?" Adrian growled.
Although her lush, swollen private anatomy completely enveloped his shaft—every fold of her inner walls clutching greedily at his massive girth—the realization that her body could fully accommodate his size only inflamed his dark, primal dominance. Admittedly, he wasn't obsessed with virginity, but he certainly had zero patience for hypocritical sluts trying to play coy!
After all, even a mature woman like Katsura Manami—who had given birth to two children in his previous world—couldn't fully accommodate his dragon on her very first night without extensive preparation.
"No! It hurts! Please! I beg you... pull it out!" Qin Yumo sobbed, her voice cracking from the sheer tearing sensation stretching her open.
"You want me to pull out? Fine!"
Adrian roughly yanked his shaft completely out of her warm, wet channel—only to violently drive it back in to the hilt before she could even draw a breath.
"AAAAAHHH! Stop inserting it! You're going to break me!" Qin Yumo wailed, weeping hysterically. She had never imagined in her wildest dreams that intimacy could be such a violent, overwhelming torment.
"Scream all you want!"
Adrian remained entirely unmoved by her frantic pleas. He brought his broad palms down hard against her trembling, bare hips—slap! slap!—while his massive shaft pounded into her like a high-speed electric motor.
All that romantic talk about 'nine shallow thrusts and one deep thrust' or 'gentle pacing' was merely weak posturing designed to coax women. A true alpha simply pinned the beautiful flesh down, locked onto that warm, slick hole, and hammered away with absolute, unrelenting force. Why waste energy on useless, tedious foreplay?
"No! No! It hurts so much!"
Qin Yumo's cries echoed through the suite. Each deep penetration felt as though it were physically tearing her internal tissue apart, the sheer intensity making her wish she could lose consciousness on the spot.
Yet, even under these painful circumstances, her unique biological constitution betrayed her. The fluid inside her channel increased exponentially, overflowing in thick, warm streams.
"You slut, stop your damn crying! What are you wailing for?" Adrian growled, thrusting with brutal rhythm. "Your juices are running down my thighs and soaking my feet, yet you're still screaming like a victim!"
He treated the high-society beauty beneath him like a human masturbation device, showing zero restraint. He had to admit: despite her past, Qin Yumo's anatomical structure was top-tier. Every single time he pulled his shaft back, a powerful, vacuum-like suction from deep within her flower path tugged at his glans. If a man possessed a weaker physical constitution, he wouldn't even be able to pull his dick out!
Qin Yumo wept and screamed for nearly ten full minutes. But as the relentless, rhythmic pounding continued without a second of pause, her physiological response began to undergo a terrifying, violent metamorphosis.
Although the sharp pressure along her internal walls didn't disappear entirely, an overwhelming, deeply intoxicating sensation slowly began to overpower the pain.
She felt completely, perfectly filled from the inside out—a profound, unprecedented physical experience. Each devastating thrust made her feel as though her very soul were being launched into the clouds on his shaft, only to be slammed violently back down to earth.
"Ah... Master... cow... this cow is going to be fucked to pieces... I feel like I'm flying..." she gasped, her agonized screams melting into breathless, submissive moans.
"You shameless slut. You were born to be a sex slave," Adrian sneered disdainfully.
'They were weeping and fighting for their life a moment ago, and now they fall apart so quickly,' he thought, thoroughly amused by her body's hypocrisy. 'It's utterly ridiculous.'
From her heavy, unsagging E-cup breasts to her elastic hips and her lush, enveloping private anatomy, this woman was practically the perfect biological specimen for a high-tier slave.
It was almost a pity that she was a materialistic white-collar woman who had been opened by other men!
Adrian felt a slight sting of annoyance. He should have had Yi Zhongtian hunt down an absolute, untouched virgin possessing these exact physical traits. If a pristine woman with this body were systematically broken and exploited, she would be an extraordinarily rare, priceless treasure in his collection.
BANG!
With a series of exceptionally heavy, bottoming thrusts, Adrian felt his glans slam directly against a firm, sensitive barrier deep within her depth.
"AHHHH! You're hitting my cervix! Master, you're amazing! This cow is going to be pierced right through!" Qin Yumo shrieked wildly, abandoning the last shreds of her dignity.
Her desires were fully ignited, her entire body going soft and relaxed. Her inner barrier opened slightly under the impact, and a scalding stream of internal fluid instantly gushed outward.
"You filthy thing... you could literally be used as a fire hydrant!"
Adrian felt the warm, continuous tide washing over his glans from inside, and he let out a dark, satisfied laugh. He truly hadn't expected this woman to possess such an extraordinary, hyper-responsive biology.
Admittedly, in terms of raw facial beauty, Qin Yumo sat at a second-tier level—slightly inferior to supreme goddesses like Nan Xiang. However, her physical body was world-class from head to toe, inside and out!
Even before penetration, her channel was so wet it could be used as hand sanitizer, and now her fluids were overflowing onto the furniture. His legs and the hardwood floor beneath the table were completely drenched.
This was the unconditioned result without any drugs! If he forced her to take his specialized chemical compounds over the next few weeks, wouldn't this girl literally turn into a continuous water faucet?
"Ahhh... I'm going to die... I'm going to die..."
Qin Yumo no longer possessed the strength to articulate coherent words. All her energy and spirit had been completely drained alongside the continuous tides of fluid released during her intense climax. She slumped limply across the polished table like a discarded ragdoll.
"Get up! Your Master isn't finished yet. Who gave you permission to rest first?!"
Seeing Qin Yumo collapsed on the wood, Adrian showed zero mercy. He reached beneath her torso, roughly grabbing her heavy E-cup breasts pinned against the table and squeezing them with crushing force.
"Ahhh! My breasts... my breasts are going to be squeezed to bursting!"
"That's right! Keep moving!"
Seeing Qin Yumo gasp and arch her spine, Adrian smiled coldly, resuming his relentless thrusting. He gripped both of her massive breasts from behind like steering handles to keep her from collapsing, his heavy shaft working wildly like a hydraulic pile driver.
"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Please... let me go!"
At first, Qin Yumo could still let out a few breathless moans in response, but after being driven through her third consecutive climax, her consciousness began to completely fade into a blank, euphoric void.
When Adrian had dealt with Nan Xiang previously, he had still maintained a degree of calculated control over his aggression. But for some reason, he felt zero desire to hold back while dominating Qin Yumo!
Part of it was undoubtedly a dark, lingering resentment that another man—that cheap South African diamond merchant Richard—had enjoyed such a pristine physical specimen before him.
Much like Nan Xiang's designated role as his 'exclusive personal slave,' it was genuinely frustrating that an item of such exquisite physical perfection had been opened by someone else first.
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