I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Chapter 124: Price for a Deal with Devil - r18

Julian's laughter rang through the room. "Will you get on your knees when I say so?" he asked, "Will you spread your leg when I say so?"

The viscountess felt a surge of anger course through her veins, her heart trembling with the humiliation of Julian's words.

Beside her, the viscount could only look on with pain etched across his face. He was helpless, watching his wife endure this torment for the sake of their survival.

Julian's grin widened as he watched the viscountess struggle with her words.

The viscountess, despite her clenched fist, made her choice. "I will get on my knees when you say so," she forced herself to speak. "I will spread my legs when you say so."

"Get on your knees then", Julian cold voice commanded.

The viscountess knew what was to come next but a part of her did not want to give in.

She hesitated and glanced at her husband, his face one of pure defeat and helplessness. "Please leave dear", She said.

Julian's cold voice rang out. "No one is going anywhere".

The viscountess froze, her body tense with both fear and anger. The viscount was helpless, torn between the torment of watching his wife degrade herself and the overwhelming need to protect his family. But there was no escape. Julian's command was absolute.

"No one is going anywhere," Julian repeated, his eyes cold as he looked from the viscountess to the viscount.

The viscountess's heart pounded in her chest as she met Julian's gaze. She had no choice. With a deep breath, she slowly lowered herself to her knees. Julian's smile only deepened.

The viscount watched with his face twisted in rage, but he knew there was no way to stop whatever was about to happen.

"You will be a witness to everything that happens here," Julian continued, his tone cold and final. "Every moment will be a lesson in power, loyalty, and what happens when one makes a deal with the devil."

The viscount's chest tightened, his fists clenched at his sides.

Julian grinned as he asked the viscount, "Yes or no?"

The viscount's hands trembled uncontrollably as he forced out the words, "Yes, my lord."

The viscountess, still on her knees, avoided eye contact with both men. Her head lowered in shame.

Julian's smile widened as he approached the kneeling viscountess. He stood before her and reached down and lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"We should give your husband a nice show," Julian said.

The viscountess shuddered, closing her eyes as Julian's fingers moved along her jawline. She could feel her husband's anguished gaze upon her.

Julian leaned in closer, his breath hot against her cheek as he whispered, "Say it,"

The viscountess's eyes remained shut tightly, her pulse racing.

"Yes, my lord," she finally whispered. Her voice was barely audible.

The viscount could not hold back the tears anymore. They fell down his eyes as he watched his wife, the woman he had vowed to protect and cherish, kneel before their enemy.

Julian's hand gently slid down her neck to her collarbone. He leaned in and whispered, "Open my pants."

The viscountess's eyes snapped open as she met her husband's gaze. It was a gaze filled with a plea for understanding. The viscount's jaw clenched, but he knew he could not stop this.

Her trembling fingers moved to undo Julian's belt. With a trembling hands, she finally unbuttoned his trousers. The fabric parted to reveal his already thick and hard cock. Julian's eyes never left hers.

The viscountess took a deep breath, and took Julian's cock in her hands.

The viscount could not tear his gaze away. His heart was wrenching in his chest as he watched his wife's delicate hands on Julian's cock.

Julian's eyes narrowed, watching the viscount as he relished the anguish etched on his face.

"Look at him," Julian said. "He is watching you, watching his own wife betray him for the sake of your family's survival."

The viscountess's gaze remained locked on her husband. Her shaking hands were wrapped around Julian's cock as she felt the pulse of his arousal.

Julian's hand slid down to her wrist guiding her movements.

Julian's eyes snapped open and he locked his eyes with the viscountess as he demanded her full attention. She met his eyes. Her eyes was filled with the mixture of anger and submission.

"Show me your loyalty," he said.

The viscountess's grip tightened around Julian's cock. Her strokes became more deliberate and more gentle.

Julian moaned softly. "Ah, yes," he said "You do know how to do this."

The more she stroked him, the more she hated herself for it. The rage in her eyes grew with each passing second.

Julian watched her and could see the rage in her eyes, and it only served to arouse him further.

He stepped closer and placed a hand on her head as he guided her closer to his cock.

"Take it in your mouth," he demanded, his voice thick with lust.

The viscountess hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking to her husband.

With a resentful gaze, she leaned in and took the tip of Julian's cock between her lips. The viscount watched, as his wife's mouth closed around Julian's cock. His legs gave out, and he crumbled to the ground

Julian's eyes rolled back in his head, his hand tangling in her hair as she began to suck him. His hand remained in her hair, guiding her movements as she took more of him into her mouth.

His moans of pleasure grew louder with every stroke of her tongue, and the viscount could do nothing but watch as his tears dropped to the floor beneath him.

The viscountess's eyes remained on her husband as his cry grew louder. Her own eyes brimming with tears that she refused to shed.

Julian who was seemingly unfazed by the viscount's cry, focused solely on the viscountess. She could feel his arousal growing, the power he derived from her submission was like a aphrodisiac.

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With every stroke of her tongue, every gasp of Julian's pleasure, she felt her own spirit shattering.

Julian's grip on her head grew more demanding, his hand pressing down and urging her to take him deeper.

"Take me deep," he ordered, his voice a command that sent a shiver down her spine.

The viscountess hesitated, but Julian's hand tightened again and she knew she had no choice. She opened her mouth wider, allowing him to thrust his cock deep into her throat.