CHAPTER 52: CHAPTER 52: BASTARD (18+)

All Luna wanted was to save her—her cherished friend she missed with an aching void, her cousin who’d stood by her since childhood’s innocent days, the one who’d adventured through secret gardens with her, sharing whispers and dreams.

The letters Flora had sent, filled with girlish secrets and longing, and the countless replies Luna had poured her heart into, now felt like daggers in her soul.

[Luna D Merlin

Status: Charmed Possession

Personality: despair/broken/bit aroused]

She was ready to upheave the entire mansion, to rip it from its foundations in a fury of magic and rage, just to prove that the man Flora desired—the one Luna saw as a vile serpent—was not the savior she imagined.

Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat!

The relentless slaps echoed like thunderclaps, fueling Luna’s torment.

Luna yearned to drag Flora from his accursed grasp, to illuminate the righteous path, the noble way. To scream that what she was doing was wrong—utterly, sinfully wrong.

To remind her there was a reason nobility didn’t wallow in mud, why peasants remained filthy peasants, their cocks unworthy of royal cunts.

...Ah! Ah!.....Fuck!...Aiden!...Please! Please! Ram that monster deeper!...

The loud, guttural moans pierced the cupboard like hot knives, making Luna’s arousal ignite into a sensitive inferno.

Her tits swelled, nipples hardening to diamond-hard peaks, scraping against the rough ropes that bound her like a lover’s cruel embrace. She tried to banish the thoughts, but the noises—wet, desperate, filthy—invaded her mind, her body betraying her with a throbbing heat between her legs.

..Ohh!!...Oh!! Yes! Fuck me!!....Ahhh!!....Fuck this pussy! Fuck it hard!! Stretch me wide, you bastard!...

Was it worth it? Was this insignificant peasant worth the mud-smeared fall from grace, the shattered reputation? Was he worth every ear-splitting moan, every plea for more? Was his cock that goddamn good, pounding her into oblivion? Luna’s mind reeled, but the questions stirred a forbidden curiosity, her clit pulsing with unwanted need.

[Emotion amplification

Target acquired:

Flora.... successful

Luna...]

’...What am I thinking....?’ Luna questioned herself, horror mixing with heat. But... those sounds, Flora’s loud, shameless wails, disturbed her core, awakening dormant desires. She didn’t want to, oh gods she didn’t, but below, her cunt itched unbearably, swelling with slick heat, lips parting in silent invitation.

And the ropes—thick, coarse bindings snaking around her heaving tits, squeezing them into plump, sensitive mounds, and diving between her legs like a sadistic tease—if she even shifted, the rough fibers rubbed her sensitive nub, sending electric jolts straight to her core, making her juices flow in hot trickles down her bound thighs.

[Emotion amplification

Target acquired:

Flora.... successful

Luna..... successful.]

Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat!

Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat!

....Yes! Fuck me like a dog!...Ohh!!..Ohh!! Oh lord!!! Breed me, fill my womb with your hot seed!...

Luna couldn’t help it—she moved, grinding her waist in desperate circles, the ropes sawing against her clit like a lover’s tongue, friction building into waves of illicit pleasure.

Maybe it was okay, just a little relief in this hellish confinement. And she did, her eyes glued to the peephole as Aiden repositioned Flora toward the window, yanking up her torn golden gown in shreds, exposing her dripping, swollen pussy—red and abused, glistening with their mingled fluids.

He slammed into her from behind, his massive cock—thick as her wrist, veined and throbbing—spearing her depths with brutal force.

’Have they no shame....’ Luna whimpered inwardly, but her waist moved faster, hips bucking against the ropes, her insides flooding with wetness, arousal swelling like a storm.

She gulped down the remnants of the metallic blood forced upon her, the coppery tang sliding down her throat like a perverse aphrodisiac, mixing with her drool, heightening every sensation.

She watched them devour each other—Flora, once her loyal friend, now betraying her in an instant, offering her hips to Aiden like a bitch in heat, moaning shamelessly toward the open window, uncaring if the world heard her debauched cries.

Such utter debauchery, bodies grinding in sweat-slicked frenzy, the air thick with the musky scent of sex seeping through the crack, invading Luna’s nostrils, making her pussy clench emptily.

Luna peeked further, her waist grinding faster and faster, ropes chafing her clit into a throbbing frenzy, her chest pressing against the cupboard’s rough interior, rubbing her swollen tits in delicious agony, nipples scraping wood until they burned with need.

’...Shhhh.....shameful...so shameful,’ she thought, but she peeked more, craving the sight—and finally, she saw it. The thing that made Flora wail in ecstasy. Her eyes widened in shock and hunger. ’So...big.’

Aiden’s cock was a monstrous beast—enormous, thicker than anything imaginable, veined ridges pulsing, slick with Flora’s creamy juices, stretching her pussy lips to their limits, disappearing into her with each savage thrust.

Luna couldn’t fathom how it fit, but Flora took it all, her walls fluttering visibly, sucking him in greedily, her screams peaking as he bottomed out, balls slapping her clit in wet smacks.

’.Ahh...that...that servant.... Who does he think he is...’ Luna seethed inwardly, but her body hummed with escalating ecstasy, ropes teasing her relentlessly.

’Using Flora....using Aunt Cathe....’ She thought, grinding faster, feeling the orgasm welling from deep within, coiling like a serpent ready to strike.

’He is only useful as a slave, only to fuck....only to enjoy.....nothing else..’ she rationalized, a twisted acceptance blooming as her heart raced, chest heaving with lust, tits bouncing with her frantic movements, pussy gushing slick nectar onto the ropes.

Plat! Plat! Plat!..... Plat!

’Wait...what is he doing?’ Luna panicked as Aiden suddenly flipped Flora to face him, lifting her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist, his thick, throbbing dick serving as her hook, impaling her mid-air, her juices dripping in strings from where they joined.

’....No...no..is he coming here?’ She voiced inwardly, terror mingling with arousal as he claimed flora’s lips in a lustful, devouring kiss—not the romantic pecks of novels, but a feral tongue-thrashing marathon, mouths open wide, tongues wrestling in sloppy, saliva-drenched fury, biting lips until her spit tinged the mix, dripping down their necks, over Flora’s exposed tits.

’No...no....’ Luna thought, but Aiden pushed Flora’s back against the cupboard with a thud that shook Luna’s world, her body jolting sideways, the ropes digging deeper into her clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure-pain through her.

Thud!

The cupboard vibrated, Luna now inhaling it up close—the cum-thick texture in the air, pungent and heady, mingling with Flora’s floral perfume corrupted by sweat and sex, the tangy scent of their mingled fluids assaulting her senses, making her bound pussy spasm.

’Noo...’ she thought. ’...You evil bastard.’

On the other side, Flora felt him digging impossibly deeper, his cock swelling thicker with each thrust—for some reason, he was rougher, more voracious, like a demon unleashed, his hips slamming with sadistic glee.

She thought maybe it was her perfect makeup, her sultry eyes, but whatever the reason, she craved him, loved this savage him—no, obsessed, her mind fracturing into addiction.

"Aiden..." She purred, voice laced with raw want and seduction, her pussy clenching around him like a velvet fist.

Aiden surged his waist once more, impaling her against the cupboard—fully aware Luna quivered on the other side, her arousal amplified by his dark magic.

"Ahh!..Aiden!...Please, never leave me....I want you...I want you forever with me, forever by my side, fucking me raw every night!" She vowed, words a desperate promise, her walls fluttering in ecstasy.

Aiden’s smile was wicked, that vow hardening his rod to steel, bulging thicker inside her. Of course, he wouldn’t leave—after all his grooming, taming her into his willing slut.

But he wasn’t sated; he had the young beauty of Leonidus fief, knights and nobles begging for her hand, warriors and adventures coming from afar to at least glance at her heavenly beauty. yet she craved only his pounding cock all night.

Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat!

He wanted more...more... His hand gripped her waist like iron, the other sliding teasingly over her thin waist, under the torn fabric, to her bouncing melons—jiggling wildly, defying gravity with their voluptuous size, nipples hard as pebbles, begging for abuse.

"...Flora..." He whispered with feral want, his palm reaching her neck, gripping with perfect pressure—not too hard, not too soft—making her quiver, body arching as his hold stretched her for deeper pounding, her pussy tightening impossibly, milking his cock in rhythmic pulses.

The grip on her lean throat, it didn’t anger her, demean her, It only made her smile through gasps—only he could ignite this fire, only he worthy to shatter her noble pride into cum-soaked submission.

"....I want more..." He whispered, feeling the vice-like clench, his balls churning with impending release.

"...Yess...yess..Aiden, what do you want...whatever you want...take it... ravage me, own my soul!" She begged, ready to surrender everything, her voice breaking in lust.

Feeling the tightness, his nuts clamped, ravage pounding escalating into frenzy, grip on her neck tightening, restricting her breath just enough to heighten the high.

PLAT! PLAT! PLAT! PLAT! PLAT! PLAT!

"I...WANT...." Aiden growled, slamming his dick harder, faster, wrecking her insides.

She felt the rush, his cock etching for release, the tightness around her throat making breaths ragged, but it aroused her more—pussy clenching ferociously, walls rippling like they aimed to crush him, pain and pleasure fusing into euphoric storm.

"YES! YES! OHH! OH! OH!....OH MY GOOODDD.... TELL ME! TELL ME AIDEN! WHAT DO YOU WANT!? FUCK ME TO DEATH!" SHE screamed in ecstasy, body arching in soul-shattering bliss, a new depraved self unlocking, teetering on cataclysmic climax.

PLAT! PLAT! PLAT! PLAT! PLAT! PLAT!

PLAT! PLAT! PLAT! PLAT! PLAT! PLAT!

"I ....WANT...EVERYTHINNNNGGG!" He bellowed, crushing her chest to his, giving his final, apocalyptic pumps—pushing her back against the cupboard with full force, tilting it back to the wall with a crash, spewing hot ropes of cum deep inside, flooding her womb to the brim, overflowing in creamy gushes.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Flora exploded in rapture, her climax crashing like a tidal wave, waves upon waves ripping through her, pleasure gnawing her mind like an addict’s ultimate high.

The feeling of being filled—warm, thick liquid gushing in forceful jets, coating her walls, spilling out in messy squirts—her legs gripped his waist tight, her hands clawed his back anew, nails carving deep, bloody furrows, holding him as her body jolted in aftershocks, eyes rolling back, tongue lolling out in dumb bliss.

Aiden kept pressing his dick inside, grinding to milk every drop, now gazing at her ecstasy-glazed eyes. "...Everything...you...and Including this whole fucking House.." He demanded, voice husky with possession.

Flora met his golden eyes with drowning obsession—for him, she’d sacrifice her life, not just stone and title. If that was all he craved...

"...Take it....take my name, take my mansion, my house, take whatever else you need....." She gasped, palm on his cheek, trembling.

"But...please, don’t leave me...ever... keep fucking me like your eternal possession ..."

Aiden said nothing, wrapping his arms around her in a possessive hug, head on her shoulder, their love juices leaking in sticky rivers down her thighs, her legs still locked around his waist, impaled on his still-hard cock.

Aiden smiled—no, sneered, lips stretching in triumphant malice—as he glared at the golden eyes glaring back, not from Flora, but from inside the cupboard.

Eyes hazy with guilty bliss—Luna had cum too, her bound body convulsing in secret orgasm, ropes soaked with her squirted essence, glaring at the architect of her fall.

’..yo..you...Basta....’ Luna whispered inwardly, ensnared by his invigorating, charming smile, her pussy still twitching in afterglow.