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

Lily's ashen complexion pressed firmly against the chilly window, her ample breasts flattened there as well, while her breaths came in frantic, misty bursts on the pane. 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 to an extreme degree, yet I remained utterly motionless.

Precisely enough 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 clamped tighter on her neck. She let out a soft cry and trembled, attempting to push back against me, but I withdrew my hips just a bit, refusing her the needed rub.

"Please, Master," she panted, her tone hoarse from all the yells. "I can’t... I’m your dog... woof... fuck your worthless vampire whore harder... please let me cum..."

I drew nearer, my mouth 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."

Once more, I channeled my divinity, sending a dense, scorching surge right to her clit and g-spot. Her entire frame convulsed. She wailed loudly, her fangs raking the glass, yet I held her suspended at the edge. Tears flowed down her face. Her chilled vampire fluids cascaded in streams over my balls and legs, forming pools on the marble floor.

Then I broke.

With a slick pop, I withdrew my cock sharply, turned her swiftly, and hoisted her effortlessly as if she were weightless. I crashed her back into the glass, draped her legs over my elbows, and plunged my thick length back into her pussy with a fierce, single drive. The force caused the whole window to shudder. Her breasts jiggled chaotically between our bodies while I began hammering upward into her with savage, total-force strokes. Every plunge raised her rear from the glass and smashed her back against it. Her limbs encircled my neck, nails piercing my shoulders and drawing blood that mended right away.

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

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

The sharp claps of flesh against flesh resounded across the penthouse like bursts from a firearm. I extracted my fangs, letting blood trickle over her fair breasts, and spat a glob onto her features. It splashed over her mouth and cheeks. Like the masochistic whore she embodied, she lapped it up, groaning in delight.

Still skewered on my cock, I bore her through the space, striding and driving forward simultaneously. With each stride, her form rebounded on my shaft. I hurled her onto the enormous leather couch on her backside, bending her double until her knees met her shoulders.

Her supple vampire backbone arched without resistance. I climbed atop her savagely, soles braced on the cushions, and hammered downward into her pussy bearing my complete mass. The couch groaned under the strain. Her pussy foamed whitely around my thrusting rod. I struck her cheek sharply—left, then right—before seizing her chin 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 wailed, invoking her husband's name as the ultimate insult. "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. Another surge of blood divinity coursed through her veins as I battered her G-spot without mercy. Lily erupted. Her vampire pussy gripped like iron, ejecting cold streams that drenched my abdomen and the couch. Her eyes flipped upward, fangs protruding fully, frame shuddering so intensely she almost dislodged me. Yet I persisted. I drove through her climax, straight into the next wave that followed, reducing her to a howling, yapping wreck.

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

I withdrew, rolled her onto her belly, and hauled her rear upward sharply. Back to doggy style, yet fiercer. Clutching her raven locks in both hands like bridles, I rammed back into her pussy from the rear. I rode her as if taming a wild filly. Her breasts scraped over the leather, tips abrading. I smacked her rear with flat hands until the fair flesh bloomed red, then violet, then mended, prompting me to recommence. More intensely. The smacks boomed so fiercely they overpowered her yaps.

Reaching beneath, I jammed three fingers into her snug asshole without any slickness, widening it broadly as my cock ravaged her pussy. In utter masochistic rapture, she screamed. "Yes! Ruin both holes! I’m your three-hole vampire dog slut!"

The twin invasion triggered her climax anew right away. Her asshole squeezed my fingers, pussy drawing on my cock. I extracted my digits, slick with her essence, and thrust them into her mouth. Obediently, she sucked them pristine, retching and salivating.

Craving further, I hauled her from the couch by her tresses, flung her onto the marble on her back, and straddled her head-on. I perched over her torso and smacked my glistening cock over her face, smearing trails of her own fluids. "Open, dog."

Her mouth parted broadly. In a single shove, I rammed my cock down her gullet, my balls settling on her chin. I ravaged her face with ferocity, hips snapping, her throat swelling obviously with each dive. Saliva and gullet mucus spilled from her lip edges, trailing down her throat and cleavage. Her palms rose to part her own cheeks, presenting both openings even as I claimed her mouth.

Strings of spit linked us as I withdrew, then I turned her once more. Now on hands and knees, oriented toward the glass to witness her reflection's demolition. Aligning with her asshole, I thrust in bare. Her vampire form accepted it, expanding around my thickness with a lewd, damp pop. The grip was unbelievable, somehow warmer inside than her pussy. Fully hilted in her ass, I commenced battering with primal rage.

"Woof! Woof! Fuck your dog’s shithole!" she bayed, shoving rearward to greet 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!"

Circling around, I balled four fingers into her pussy, syncing with my cock's assault in her ass. The paired filling shattered her restraint. Incoherently, she yapped and shrieked, form quaking via climax after climax. Her chilled spray arced over the floor. My divinity kept her senses ablaze, each drive blending lightning, bliss, and exquisite torment.

From her ass, I extracted, rotated her, and jammed my soiled cock into her mouth anew. Eagerly, she purified it, savoring her own rear's flavor on me, moaning as the debased harlot she was. Then I elevated her once more, this time in a full nelson grip. Elbows pinned behind her skull, thighs splayed, I skewered her pussy and rebounded her on my shaft while planted in the room's center. Utterly powerless, her body dangled as I wielded her like a toy. Her breasts heaved madly. I nipped her breasts, imprinting bloody fang traces that vanished only for fresh bites.

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

Straining, she pried her eyes open. The mirror revealed total devastation: mascara streaks, blood and spit smeared, form marked with crimson palms and bites that gradually receded, pussy and ass yawning and leaking, wedding band glinting amid her futile hand waves.

To the floor I lowered her, then towed her back to the couch. Now seated, I drew her astride my lap, facing outward in reverse cowgirl. She descended onto my cock, engulfing it fully in her pussy. One arm encircled her neck in a chokehold from behind, the other ravaged her clit. Mechanically, I surged upward, hoisting her whole weight from my lap per thrust.

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

My peak surged like an unstoppable force. Still buried in her, I rose, bore her to the glass once more, and mashed her breasts and face to it. Final standing doggy, my hips blurring, balls smacking her clit. The city beheld her breeding.

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

I released my blood divinity's total might, overwhelming every part of her with intense feeling. Lily fragmented. Her cry was raw, beastly, sheer masochistic rapture. Her pussy convulsed wildly, gushing forcefully to mist the glass and stream downward. Her asshole pulsed in echo. Her frame seized, nails clawing the glass, fangs exposed in a muted wail.

Roaring, I detonated within. Dense, scorching bursts of seed shot into her womb, spurt by spurt, stuffing her till it spilled and trailed creamy paths down her legs. Through it, I kept driving, shoving each bit deeper, claiming her utterly.

As the final pulse ebbed, I eased out gradually. Her battered pussy yawned, seed cascading freely. Against the glass, she slumped, limbs quivering, form jerking with remnants. By her hair, I seized and drew her to kneel.

"Clean your master, dog."

On all fours, she advanced, tongue extended, and lapped my cock and balls clean, gulping all mingled essences. She even swabbed the floor of her squirt and my seed's puddle, rear elevated, yapping faintly amid laps.

At last, upward she gazed, features wrecked, eyes alight with utter devotion 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."

Nearly tenderly, I petted her disheveled hair. "Good girl. You took everything I gave you like the perfect masochistic slut you are. This is just the beginning."

Against my thigh, she laid her head, kneeling still, utterly drained yet yearning anew. The penthouse reeked of intercourse, blood, utter capitulation, and deep inside, her corruption gauge intensified, nearing a dazzling peak.