CHAPTER 28: DEEPTHROATING (R18) (2)

The Sect Leader knelt down before Hei Long, her heart pounding in her chest as she reached out a tentative hand, her fingers wrapping around his shaft.

It was hot and pulsing, the veins throbbing beneath her touch.

"..." The Sect Leader leaned in, her lips parting as she took the head of his cock into her mouth, her tongue tentatively exploring the sensitive flesh.

Hei Long let out a low groan of pleasure, his hands tangling in her red hair, guiding her movements as she began to bob her head, taking more of him into her mouth with each pass.

But it was clear that the Sect Leader had no idea what she was doing.

Her movements were jerky and uncertain, her teeth occasionally grazing his sensitive flesh, sending small jolts of pain.

"Relax your jaw," Hei Long instructed:

"And use your tongue more. You just need to loosen up a bit."

The Sect Leader tried to follow his instructions, but she could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, her embarrassment and discomfort growing with each passing second.

She hated this, hated the feel of a weaker man’s cock in her mouth, hated the taste of him, the smell of him.

But the Sect Leader also knew that she couldn’t stop, not until he was satisfied.

Hei Long, sensing her reluctance, began to move his hips, fucking her mouth in slow, steady thrusts, giving her no choice but to take him deeper.

He could feel the Sect Leader’s gag reflex kicking in, could hear her muffled protests as he hit the back of her throat, but he didn’t let up, didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath.

"That’s it," he groaned, his voice a low, guttural sound. "Take it all. You can do it."

The Sect Leader’s eyes watered as she struggled to accommodate his length, her hands gripping his thighs for support as she tried to match his rhythm.

She could feel the saliva dripping down her chin, could hear the wet, obscene sounds of her sucking and slurping as she worked his cock with her mouth.

Hei Long’s grip on her hair tightened, his hips moving faster, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps as he chased his orgasm:

"I’m close. Don’t stop now."

The Sect Leader redoubled her efforts, her head bobbing faster, her hand wrapping around the base of his shaft, stroking in time with her mouth.

She could feel his cock throbbing, could taste the salty pre-cum leaking from the tip, a sure sign that he was close to his release.

With a final, powerful thrust, Hei Long came, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself into her mouth, his hot, sticky seed coating the Sect Leader’s tongue, filling her mouth, spilling out onto her chin and lips.

She gagged, her eyes watering as she struggled to swallow it all, her body shaking with revulsion and disbelief.

Hei Long looked down at her as he pulled his cock from her mouth and slapped her forehead with it:

"Not bad for a first timer."

The Sect Leader, her face flushed and tear-streaked, looked up at him:

"Get out. Get out of my sight!"

Hei Long ignored her:

"By the way. You’re dripping wet. Did you enjoy that as much as I did?"

The Sect Leader glanced down at her body, seeing the telltale signs of her unwanted arousal.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she fought back the tears of humiliation that threatened to spill over.

"I... I hate you," she spat:

"I hate you so much."

Hei Long chuckled:

"I know you do. Though, later on you’ll love me. But at the moment... your body betrays you. You can’t hide the fact that you’re enjoying this, that you’re turned on by the power dynamic between us."

"..." The Sect Leader said nothing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she struggled to maintain her composure.

Hei Long reached out, his fingers tracing a path down her cheek, her neck, her collarbone, before coming to rest on her breast, his thumb circling her hard nipple.

"Such a shame to waste all this," he murmured:

"Especially when I’m right here, ready and willing to give you what you need."

With that, Hei Long grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to look up at him:

"Let’s go again... This time to see if you can take it all the way down this time."

Hei Long pulled his cock out once more, his shaft still hard.

The Sect Leader looked at the dragon, her lips parted in a silent plea for mercy:

’How is he still hard? Aren’t weak men bad in bed!?’

"Open your mouth," Hei Long ordered, his voice leaving no room for argument.

The Sect Leader complied, her lips parting obediently as she was fed his cock. ’Uh... This is so annoying.’

"Open wider," Hei Long said:

"I want to see those pretty lips stretched around my cock."

"..." The Sect Leader complied, her lips parting even more, her jaw aching from the unnatural stretch.

Hei Long took advantage, pushing deeper into her mouth, his cock sliding further down her throat.

He could feel the tight constriction of her throat, the way her muscles tried to push him out, but he held her head firmly in place, not allowing her to pull back.

"That’s it," Hei Long murmured:

"Take it all. You’ve got this. You’re a strong woman, aren’t you?"

The Sect Leader’s eyes watered, her face turning a shade of red as she struggled to breathe, her body convulsing slightly.

Hei Long could feel her gag reflex kicking in, her body trying to reject the invasion, but he didn’t let up, didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath:

"You look so beautiful like this. So helpless, so at my mercy. It’s a good look for you."

Hearing this, the Sect Leader felt a strange, unfamiliar sensation wash over her. ’What...’

Despite the humiliation and the discomfort, she felt a rush of arousal, her body responding in a way that surprised even her.

The Sect Leader’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, and she could feel the wetness between her thighs increasing.

’Am I really enjoying this?’ she thought, her brows furrowing in confusion and denial:

’No, it’s impossible... A weaker male can’t possibly satisfy me.’

The Sect Leader was in denial, though she didn’t fully realize it...