Becoming the King of A New Filthy World

Chapter 294 294: whose does this belong to?! [R-18+]

Chapter 294 294: whose does this belong to?! [R-18+]

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"Oh, master, please forgive me... please, I beg for your mercy," I pleaded, my voice a desperate plea for absolution, my body trembling under the weight of his dominance.

"Get out!" The master's abrupt command shattered the air, his voice a stern dismissal that echoed through the chamber, casting me aside like a discarded plaything.

As the servants obediently dispersed, the master's gaze locked with mine, a mixture of authority and dominance burning within his eyes. Without hesitation, he drove his throbbing cock deep into my depths, penetrating me with a force that reached the pussy of my being.

"Ah! Ugh~ Master! I was wrong! I was wrong!" I cried out repeatedly, my voice filled with remorse and repentance, my body surrendering to his relentless onslaught.

Amidst the carnal frenzy, I continued to beseech my master for forgiveness, my pleas a testament to my unwavering loyalty and submission.

"Tell me, whose does this belong to?" the master demanded, his voice laced with possessiveness and authority.

"Ah! It is yours! I am nothing more than your devoted slave bitch!" I cried out, my words a fervent declaration of my eternal servitude.

"Yes. You are a slave bitch, bound to serve my every whim until the end of your days," the master affirmed, his voice resonating with dominance and satisfaction. "Aryanna, you are a bitch whose sole purpose is to satiate your master's desires."

With a powerful upward thrust, the master's rigid cock plunged forcefully into her moist depths, its pulsating presence wreaking havoc within her. The impact reverberated through her body, causing her internal organs to momentarily lift with the force of the intrusion.

"I'm coming!" the master exclaimed, his voice filled with a mix of anticipation and dominance.

"Ah! Master!" she cried out, her voice a desperate plea mingled with a hint of ecstasy.

In an instant, Lucas hips collided vigorously with her supple buttocks, the swollen head of his cock mercilessly striking the deepest recesses of her pussy with unyielding force.

"Ah! Master! Master!!!" she moaned, her voice a symphony of pleasure and submission.

As the master's relentless rhythm continued, she felt his hot seed erupt from him, forcefully pouring into the depths of her womb. In the midst of the euphoric orgasm that only the master could bestow, she pledged her unwavering obedience, a vow that resonated through her pussy.

"Aryanna... will be your master's devoted slave bitch until her dying breath," she declared, her words a testament to her absolute devotion.

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[Ellie's POV]

Several weeks had passed since I had taken up residence in the castle alongside my beloved brother. Day after day, he greedily sought the pleasures of my body, never missing an opportunity to claim his dominion over me.

Even on the nights when he returned late, his insatiable desires demanded my servitude, whether it was through the act of performing a submissive blowjob or lying prostrate on the floor, ready to fulfill his every whim.

Physically and mentally, I had become my brother's slave, bound to him in every way imaginable. As I swore my unwavering obedience and served him as my master, I discovered the profound pleasure that lay within a world of an adult girl.

I willingly embraced the role of being my brother's cherished pet, finding happiness in carrying out his every command.

Though I was treated as a vessel for his carnal desires, I reveled in the opportunity to fulfill his every need.

I had transformed into a dutiful bitch, eager to please in any and every way possible. The sheer joy of being my brother's devoted pet consumed me entirely.

Occasionally, amidst the intensity of our dynamic, he would assume the role of a kind and caring older brother, allowing me moments of laughter and playful teasing.

During those cherished instances, I would revel in the freedom to jest and mock him, my heart brimming with delight at the familiarity and affection we shared.

On a Sunday afternoon, nestled within the plush comforts of the Brougham carriage en route to the elegant villa, a nostalgic memory from my childhood resurfaced.

It harkened back to the days when my mother was still alive, and both my brother and I reveled in the delightful days at our cherished summer house during the sun-kissed days of vacation.

As I traversed the corridors of my mind, retracing the footprints of joyous moments spent with my beloved sibling, an overwhelming sense of happiness cascaded into the depths of my heart, engulfing me in its warm embrace.

Lost in the reverie of my thoughts, I was abruptly jolted back to reality by the soft timbre of my brother's voice. "Ellie, what is going in you mind so intently?" he inquired, his eyes curious and searching.

With a mischievous glint in my eyes, I responded, "Oh, brother, it's a secret~" A playful smile danced across my lips as I directed my gaze towards him, seated beside me in the carriage.

Yet, in an unexpected turn of events, his hand meandered beneath the fabric of my skirt, venturing into the realm of my intimate sanctum.

A gasp escaped my lips, a mingling of surprise and anticipation, as his exploratory hand transitioned from gently caressing my knee to venturing further north, tracing a path along the silken expanse of my inner thigh.

In the throes of this intimate intrusion, my brother's hand found its destination, nestling within the confines of my most private area.

"Oh, brother..." I sighed, my voice a delicate symphony of desire and vulnerability.

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(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the novel I won't mind if you send more stones, and plz don't forget the gifts.)

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I will upload 5 extra chapters for every 1 magic castle? . If someone is interested and want extra chapters. You know what to do. ?