CHAPTER 377: BREAKING LIA

Amon has Lia in the reverse cowgirl position as she continues to bounce like a crazy slut on his massive cock.

His cock stretches her tight cunt further than it has ever been stretched, making Lia feel overwhelmed with pleasure.

Her pussy is gripped onto his cock like industrial clamps, not wanting to let it go, but as she bounces crazily on his cock, she feels her insides being pulled every time she goes up, and then squeezed every time her body plops down.

Lia feels as if her whole body is on fire, burning hotter than ever as she is losing her mind over it.

This time, it feels even more intense than what Amon did to her in that club’s bathroom.

Every time the head of his cock smashes into her cervix, she feels she is getting electrocuted, and that lingering electrical charge continues to linger under her skin for a few seconds, meaning she feels she is being electrocuted continuously.

Her brain has already lost all of this thinking capability, and right now, she is nothing but a mindless slut, who is drunk on the pleasure provided by her master’s amazing cock.

Amon has his hand wrapped around her neck, squeezing it hard and making her moans sound guttural. He then forces her back to bend backward, makes her face him, and locks his lips with hers again, planting a steamy, sloppy kiss as she rocks back and forth on his cock as if she might die if she didn’t do this.

It looks wild, filthy, animalistic, crazy, any word that could describe crazy sex can be used if one sees how hard Lia is getting fucked.

Amon, with his other hand, has Lia’s waist in a vice grip, keeping her still in the air, and he starts pounding the ever living hell out of her.

By planting his back against the car seat and his feet digging into the car’s floor, he moves his hips up and down with ruthless aggression. It’s so raw and rough that every time Amon’s massive balls swing up and hit Lia’s pussy, it sounds like gunshots, gunshots from a machine gun.

As for Lia, she is not surviving this. Before, she just looked like a crazy slut who can’t live without a cock, but now it looks like she has overdosed on it.

Her entire body is convulsing harder than it ever has. It looks like she is having a seizure, but it’s just her body preparing for the most intense orgasm of her life.

Her eyes look completely white as if she never possessed irises before, all the muscles in her body are beyond stiff, and her mind it’s completely empty of any thoughts. Only sheer pleasure.

"UUUNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG~" She lets out the most feral moan of her life. Even with Amon’s tongue shoved inside her mouth as their tongues danced and their lips locked, the moan still couldn’t be blocked.

It’s loud enough for people who are over a hundred meters away to hear.

Lia’s body jerks violently, and then she screams out loud, her pussy starts squirting, harder than it has ever before.

Her juices come out of her as if they were shot out of a pressure hose. It drills into the front seat for an entire half a minute before Lia’s body finally calms down.

Amon lets his hand around her waist loosen, causing her body to plump down into his cock, only for the head of his cock to smash into her cervix, making her body go stiff again.

Her legs dig into the seat, and her hips shoot up. She begins squirting like a jet spray once again, this time for ten seconds. And as her body relaxes and she plumps down on his cock once again, her body goes stiff and she squirts all over again.

This happens five times before she completely collapses on top of Amon, breathing heavier than ever, covered in her own sweat and pussy juice, her makeup ruined, her hair all over the place.

It looks bad, very bad.

Lia is a mess. Even a man with one eye can tell that she’s been fucked harder than ever. It looks like she has had a train run through her, at least thirty guys, and each one of them took their sweet time with her, and only then can a woman look this messed up.

No one would believe it is a work of just one man. If there is proof, people will start worshiping him as a sex god.

As she lies over Amon, Lia has this stupid smile on her face, a smile only a brainless idiot can make, and right now, Lia is no different.

Amon has fucked every bit of consciousness out of her.

’Maybe I pushed a little too far,’ he thinks, seeing the state he put Lia in. Luckily, he is omnipotent; he can fix his mess with just a thought, and so he does.

Lia’s consciousness returns, but she is still experiencing the aftereffects of the sex.

Her body jerks and twitches, her pussy still squirting a little bit of its juice.

As for the look in Lia’s eyes, they have gone from just being obsessed with Amon to full-on fanatism mode. Amon doesn’t expect anything less. With what he did to Lia, this was bound to happen.

He took her beyond human limits and broke her, turned her mental, and brought her back. There is no way Lia is going to be normal ever again.

"Master~" she moans and begins moving her hips once again as Amon’s cock is still buried deep inside her.

She puts her arms above her and around Amon’s neck and begins rocking her hips in a rhythm, moaning and squirming, fucking her eyes as her legs shiver from the overwhelming pleasure she is experiencing once again.

Her pussy right now is the most sensitive it has ever been. Amon, after all, broke her; she squirted every bit of liquid out of her as possible, but she still continues, of course, her body would react the way it is reacting as she continues to push it.

"Masteerrrrr~ Have I proved myselfff~ Have I been a good girl~ Please tell me master~ Have I been a good little slut?" She begs through her strained moans with her lips pursed and her eyes flickering all over the place.

Her body shudders, and her arms don’t have any more strength in them to keep her latched onto Amon’s neck. Her grip slips, and her body plumps down again. Amon’s cock hits her cervix again, making her body go stiff as it’s ready to squirt again, but the only thing that cums out of her pussy is air. She begins queefing as there is no liquid left in her anymore.

Amon watches all of this with a smile. He sees what he did to Lia as a work of art, but he has to put a stop to this for now. Zane’s home is approaching.

"You did good, that’s why I rewarded you with this. Didn’t you like it?" Amon asked.

"I loved it! I more than loved it! Master~ Please fuck me like this every day ~ I don’t want to spend a single minute away from you~ I want you to fuck her every second of the day for the rest of my life~" Lia says.

Amon laughs. If he did that, he would have to give Lia an indestructible body because there is no way she can handle him with what she has right now.

"What I gave to you is something special. You will have to earn it. The only reason you earned it today is because you waited patiently for me and followed my orders exactly to the T," Amon says.

"Then, Master~ Please give me another task! I will do anything!" Lia says.

Amon chuckles. He knows for a fact Lia would do anything to get fucked like this again.

"For now, fix yourself, don’t forget, you are Zane’s girlfriend," Amon says.

Hearing this makes Lia almost throw up from disgust. "Master, how long do I have to continue pretending to be his girlfriend? He is disgusting~ I don’t want any man other than Master to touch me," Lia says.

"You can break it off with him after tonight’s dinner. If he asks why, tell him that I have already claimed you," Amon says.

Hearing this, Lia’s body shivered with excitement. She couldn’t be any happier. She can finally get rid of Zane and start fully devoting herself to Amon and Amon alone.

Amon then grabs her and takes her off of his cock. Lia pouts as she no longer has her master inside her.

"Fix yourself, here," Amon says and throws a few towels at her. Lia grabs it and starts wiping everything off her body, sweat, cum, pussy juices, everything.

She then does her makeup and fixes her hair with the makeup products she carries with her in her purse. She then fixes her dress before finishing up the final touches.

Lia still looks a mess, as what Amon did to her cannot be hidden with just mere makeup. Luckily for her, Amon thinks, and she goes back to looking how she did before he messed her up.

Clean, beautiful, hot, elegant, and whatever other words that can be used to describe her.

The car stops, and a few seconds later, the door to Amon’s side opens with Zane holding the door handle.

Amon smiles at Zane and walks up. Zane smiles and steps aside before nervously looking inside to check on Lia.

He sighs with relief, seeing Lia look completely fine.

’Nothing happened,’ He thinks.

Amon wants to laugh, hearing his thoughts once again.

’The look on his face would be priceless if he saw what I did to her,’ Amon thinks as Zane helps Lia out as well.