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Chapter 277 - The sect master makes his disciple taste his wife, part 1

In a dark and powerful ritual, an innocent young woman faces the loss of her virginity under the steadfast gaze of her master and a devoted disciple, unleashing intense emotions and irreversible changes.

Deep in a valley surrounded by misty mountains, Felipe had established his sect, a refuge of tranquility and order in a chaotic world. His presence, serene and powerful, was the pillar that sustained the harmony of the place. At his side, his wife, a young woman of fragile beauty and pigtails that framed her shy face, lived a protected existence, oblivious to the desires and passions that stirred the outside world. She was his treasure, his untouched virgin, and her innocence was something Felipe had jealously guarded. But that day, something changed.

The morning dawned with a clear sky, the sun filtering through the leaves of the trees surrounding the small hut where they lived. Philip, sitting on a meditation cushion, called out to his most promising disciple. The young man, named Li Wei, was tall and muscular, with a presence that radiated strength and submission in equal measure. His loyalty to Philip was absolute, and his gaze, upon entering the hut, fell first on his master and then on his wife, who sat in a corner, knitting with trembling hands.

"Master," Li Wei murmured, bowing his head in respect.

Felipe, with a firm but calm gesture, beckoned her to come closer. Then, he looked at his wife and spoke in a soft but commanding voice:

—Come here, my dear. It's time for you to meet our most devoted disciple.

She looked up, her eyes filled with uncertainty, but she didn't dare disobey. She stood slowly, her steps light on the wooden floor, and approached Felipe. Her simple dress, made of light fabric, fell over her slender body, highlighting her innocence. Felipe took her hand and led her to Li Wei, who remained motionless, his expression respectful but charged with a tension that didn't go unnoticed.

"Li Wei," Felipe said, his voice firm but not harsh, "today I ask you to demonstrate your devotion in a unique way. My wife, pure and untouched, will be your guide in this ritual."

The young woman paled, her eyes widened, and a whisper of protest escaped her lips. But Philip looked at her with an intensity that silenced her. With a slow, deliberate gesture, he made her kneel in front of Li Wei, and then, with firm hands, he opened her legs, exposing her intimacy to his disciple and the world.

Li Wei, though surprised, did not hesitate. His gaze fell on the young woman's body, on her virgin, still-sealed sex, and on her pigtails, which now fell over her shoulders as symbols of her innocence. With a slow, respectful movement, he knelt before her, his enormous member already erect, throbbing with suppressed desire.

"Master," Li Wei murmured, his voice hoarse, "are you sure about this?"

"It's her destiny," Felipe replied, his voice calm but inexorable.

The young woman, nervous and surprised, tried to step back, but Felipe held her firmly. Li Wei, with trembling hands, touched her for the first time, his fingers brushing the entrance to her sex. She held her breath, her body tense, as he slowly penetrated her, only the tip of his member entering her virgin pussy. A stifled moan escaped her lips, and a trickle of blood stained her thighs, proof of her lost purity.

"Slowly," Felipe ordered, his voice a whisper that filled the silence of the room.

Li Wei obeyed, moving with a delicacy that belied the intensity of the moment. The young woman, still in shock, closed her eyes, her body trembling as she felt her virginity being stolen. Felipe, standing to the side, took out a small recording device and began capturing the moment, focusing on the marks Li Wei left on his wife's body: the imprints of his fingers on her hips, the blush on her cheeks, the tension in her muscles.

"Record everything," Felipe murmured, his voice filled with indescribable emotion.

Li Wei, now more confident, had her get on all fours, his strong body embracing her as he penetrated her deeper. The young woman, in doggy style, moaned softly, her breathing ragged. Her pussy, still tight around his member, slowly adapted to his size, and she felt her womb fill with his concentrated, hot, and viscous semen.

"That's it, Li Wei," Felipe whispered, his voice a whisper that filled the air. "Tenderly, but strongly."

The young woman, overwhelmed by the intensity of the act, let herself go, her body responding despite her confused mind. Li Wei moved her with a strange delicacy, his thrusts firm but not brutal, as if he knew exactly how much she could endure. His hands marked her skin, leaving it red and hot, and she, despite everything, began to feel a pleasure she had never imagined.

Felipe, watching from the sidelines, felt a mixture of emotions: pride in his disciple, fascination with his wife's transformation, and something else, something indescribable that he couldn't name. His gaze fell on the young woman's face, on her expression of surprise and submission, and he felt a deep satisfaction.

When Li Wei finally withdrew, the young woman lay on the ground, her body marked and her breathing labored. Her eyes, lowered, seemed lost in thought, as if she were trying to comprehend what had just happened. The silence that followed was heavy, filled with unanswered questions.

Felipe approached, his gaze fixed on her, and knelt beside her. With a gentle gesture, he stroked her hair, his fingers brushing through her pigtails.

"Are you okay, dear?" he asked, his voice soft but laden with an intensity she couldn't ignore.

She looked up, her eyes meeting his, and nodded slowly, though her expression was still a mixture of confusion and submission. Felipe smiled, a smile that didn't reach his eyes, and stood up, leaving his wife lying on the floor, staring into space, as if trying to comprehend the abyss that had opened before her.

The silence continued, heavy and oppressive, while the young woman, still naked, was lost in thought, her body marked and her mind in turmoil. The scene closed with her image, motionless and reflective, as if the world around her had ceased to exist, leaving her alone with the questions that now consumed her.

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