The heavy oak doors of the Dean's office remained firmly locked against the outside world, sealing away a theater of profound debauchery. The pale moonlight filtered through the large glass window, casting long, silvery shadows across the ruined mahogany desk and the scattered, crumpled budget reports on the plush carpet. The ambient silence of the sleeping academy was continually, rhythmically broken by the wet, obscene sounds of flesh colliding with flesh.
Zhang Tian showed no mercy. The deceptive, highly thrilling phone call with Yu Xiaogang and Flender had merely served as an appetizer, igniting a dark, feral hunger within him. For the entire night, Liu Erlong was subjected to a relentless, punishing marathon.
He dragged her off the leather chair, her legs trembling so violently she could barely support her own weight. Her beautiful face was a mess of smeared sweat, saliva, and tears of sheer ecstasy. Her red hair stuck in wild clumps to her flushed cheeks.
Zhang Tian forced her down onto the thick carpet. He pushed her onto her stomach, her arms splayed wide. He reached down and grabbed her curvaceous hips, hauling her backside high into the air while her face remained pressed into the rug. The position left her light pink, heavily swollen pussy and her beautiful, jiggly buttocks completely exposed to the cool night air.
He knelt behind her, aligning his thick, throbbing cock with her dripping entrance. Without a word of warning, he thrust forward with his entire body weight, burying himself to the hilt in one devastating plunge.
SQUELCH!
"AHHHHH! Master!" Liu Erlong screamed into the carpet, her spine arching so hard it looked as though it might snap. Her inner walls clamped down furiously around his girth, the scalding heat of her depths gripping him like a vice.
Zhang Tian established a brutal, jackhammer rhythm. He pulled almost completely out before slamming his pelvis against her bouncy buttocks with terrifying force.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
The incredibly loud, sharp sounds of his impacts echoed through the dark office. With every forward thrust, her massive, heavy breasts were crushed painfully against the floor, the thick silver nipple piercings grinding into the carpet fibers. She didn't care about the pain; the degrading, animalistic treatment sent her degraded mind into a spiral of overwhelming lust.
"You truly are a filthy, deceptive whore, Erlong," Zhang Tian taunted her, his voice a dark rumble above her. "You sounded so convincing on that call. Tell me, did your slutty body enjoy lying to your precious Grandmaster while my cock was stretching you open?"
"Yes! Yes! I loved it!" Liu Erlong wailed, her hips unconsciously bucking backward to meet his thrusts. "I'm your deceptive slut! I only want to lie for you! I only want your thick cock to ruin me! Mmmph! Ahhh!"
Zhang Tian reached out, his large hands aggressively grabbing the soft, pale flesh of her curvy buttocks. He kneaded the thick cheeks, his fingers digging deep, leaving bright, reddish-purple bruises blooming across her skin. He leaned forward, burying his face in the crook of her neck. He bit down hard on her collarbone, his teeth sinking in enough to leave a permanent, undeniable mark of his ownership.
"Ahhh! Bite your whore! Mark me!" she sobbed, tears of pure, unadulterated pleasure streaming down her face.
He fucked her relentlessly on the floor for over an hour, bringing her to shattering, violent climaxes over and over again. Her pussy milked his shaft with a frantic, desperate strength, flooding his cock with her slick, honeyed juices.
When he finally felt his own release approaching, he didn't slow down. He gripped her hips with bruising force, driving his cock as deep into her womb as physically possible. With a guttural groan, he emptied a massive, scalding load of his thick white seed directly against her cervix.
He filled her to the brim, the sheer volume forcing the excess cum to immediately begin leaking out of her entrance, running down her pale thighs in thick rivers.
But the night was far from over. Zhang Tian's formidable Life Spirit Core surged, instantly rejuvenating his stamina. Before Liu Erlong could even catch her breath, he hauled her off the carpet.
He moved her into a corner of the room, forcing her into a highly humiliating, inverted position against the stone wall. He made her perform a handstand, her back pressed against the cold stone, while he grabbed her ankles and hoisted her legs high into the air, spreading them wide. Her massive, heavy breasts hung upside down, swaying heavily in front of his face, while her dripping pussy was presented to him like a desperate offering.
"Open your mouth," Zhang Tian commanded, his dick still slick with her juices.
Liu Erlong eagerly opened her mouth, her tongue hanging out. Zhang Tian stepped forward, guiding his thick shaft past her lips. He began a ruthless, highly enjoyable session of oral use, thrusting his hips upward, repeatedly driving his cock deep into her throat. He used his free hands to aggressively fondle her inverted, massive breasts, pinching and twisting the silver nipple piercings with a rough, demanding rhythm.
SLURP! SQUELCH!
"Ghk... mmm... nghhh!" Liu Erlong gagged softly around his girth, her red eyes watering, but she happily swallowed the intrusion, her throat muscles working frantically to please him.
He switched between her mouth and her pussy seamlessly throughout the dark hours. He bent her over the mahogany desk, he pinned her against the glass window overlooking the silent courtyard, and he even forced her to straddle his lap on the leather chair, making her bounce her heavy breasts against his chest while she rode his thick length until she was hoarse from screaming.
She truly was just a slutty whore who wanted to be raped by Zhang Tian's dick at all times. She craved the lack of mercy. The rougher he was with her, the more he degraded her, the more excited and uncontrollably happy she became.
The relentless punishment continued until the early morning. The first pale, golden rays of the rising sun began to pierce through the frost-warded windows, illuminating the chaotic ruin of the Dean's office.
It was only then that Zhang Tian finally decided to stop.
With a final, devastating series of thrusts, he buried himself deep inside her for the dozenth time that night and unleashed his final, massive creampie. He pulled out with a loud, wet popping sound.
POP!
Liu Erlong collapsed entirely. She fell onto the plush carpet, completely, utterly beyond exhausted. She lay on her back, her limbs splayed out, her chest heaving as she gasped for air. She was a mesmerizing, filthy portrait of debauchery. His thick cum was sprayed all over her beautiful, voluptuous body—coating her flushed face, smeared across her massive breasts and her silver piercings, pooling inside her mouth, and leaking heavily from her ruined, light pink pussy.
Zhang Tian stood over her, his own chest rising and falling steadily. He looked down at his handiwork with a deep, satisfied smirk.
He raised his hand, channeling his profound, microscopic control over his Spirit Power. A gentle, sweeping wave of invisible energy washed over Liu Erlong. The sticky semen, sweat, and lingering grime vanished in a fraction of a second, leaving her fair, soft skin pristine and glowing. Following the cleansing, he channeled a concentrated burst of his pure Life Spirit Energy into her meridians. The soothing, emerald light instantly healed the internal bruising, mended the chafed skin, and replenished her depleted vitality.
"Wear your clothes, Erlong," Zhang Tian instructed, his voice regaining its usual, calm aristocratic cadence. "I will take my leave now. I have finished enjoying myself with your body for the time being."
Despite the miraculous healing erasing her physical fatigue, the psychological high of the night still clouded her mind. Liu Erlong slowly sat up, her red eyes looking up at him with a desperate, lingering hunger. She remained incredibly respectful, bowing her head slightly.
"Master..." Liu Erlong whispered, her voice a sultry, pleading melody. "Your energy is so wonderful. My body has already recovered completely. I want to use my body to pleasure you more. Please, let me serve you before you go. You can use my pussy again, or perhaps... I can use my breasts to milk you?"
She pushed her massive, heavy breasts together with her hands, offering the deep, soft cleavage to him with a hopeful, slutty smile.
Zhang Tian chuckled, reaching down to gently pat her cheek.
"Your enthusiasm is commendable, my dirty whore," Zhang Tian told her, running a thumb over her lower lip. "I will give you plenty of opportunities for that later. But for now, I am busy. I have an important task to deal with, and I cannot linger here."
Liu Erlong pouted slightly, but she didn't dare to argue. She nodded obediently. "Yes, Master. I will wait patiently for your return."
With a final, lingering glance at her naked, curvy form, Zhang Tian turned and exited the office. He navigated the quiet, early morning corridors of the administrative building, slipping out into the cool, crisp air of the academy grounds without alerting a single patrol.
He extended his vast, Limit Douluo-level mental force outward, scanning the surrounding landscape. He quickly pinpointed the familiar, majestic signature of his Empress.
Zhang Tian ventured deep into the dense, ancient forest located just a few miles away from the Sacred Dragon Academy. He navigated the towering trees until he reached a secluded, deeply hidden valley where only the vibrant, glowing variants of the Blood Silver Grass existed. The air here hummed with a pure, unadulterated vitality.
In the very center of this serene valley, a beautiful, temporary hut had been meticulously woven together from thick, sturdy vines of crimson and silver grass.
Ah Yin was resting peacefully inside.
Zhang Tian approached the hut with silent, predatory grace. He utilized his supreme, inherent authority over the plant kingdom. He smoothly, effortlessly controlled the ambient Blood Silver Grass in the valley, and even hijacked the specific, defensive vines that had been created by his dear Ah Yin to form the walls of the cabin. By masking his spiritual fluctuations within the natural frequency of the flora, he prevented her highly sensitive perception from knowing that he had arrived.
He slipped through the woven doorway like a phantom. The interior of the hut was surprisingly spacious and comfortable, featuring a wide, soft bed constructed from layers of thick, plush moss and wide, velvety leaves.
Ah Yin lay upon the bed, her breathtaking, mature figure draped in a thin, silken gown of deep blue. Her crimson hair spilled across the green moss like a river of blood. She looked incredibly serene, her chest rising and falling in a steady, peaceful rhythm.
Zhang Tian shed his dark outer robes and quietly climbed onto the bed. He wrapped his strong arms securely around her incredibly curvy waist, pulling her warm, soft back flush against his broad chest. He leaned over her shoulder, lowering his head, and gently, romantically pressed his lips against hers, waking her up with a deep, lingering kiss.
Ah Yin let out a soft, contented hum, her crimson eyes fluttering open. The moment she registered his crisp, cold scent and the familiar weight of his arms, a beautiful, loving smile spread across her face.
She turned in his embrace, wrapping her slender arms around his neck, and kissed him back passionately, her tongue darting out to taste him.
"You are sneaky, Husband," Ah Yin murmured against his lips, her eyes shining with affection. She pulled back slightly, a mischievous, teasing glint appearing in her gaze. "Did you have good fun with your fiery Dean? You took the entire night."
"It was remarkably entertaining," Zhang Tian chuckled, pulling her closer so her massive, heavy breasts pressed delightfully against his chest. "She is a very dedicated, enthusiastic toy."
He brushed a stray lock of crimson hair from her forehead, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "But the best part was the interruption. While I was deeply buried inside her, Yu Xiaogang and Flender actually called her private communication tool."
Ah Yin's eyebrows rose in genuine surprise. "They called her? In the middle of the night?"
"Yes," Zhang Tian smirked, his eyes gleaming with dark amusement. "And I made sure she answered it. I continued to fuck her relentlessly, forcing her to talk to them normally without letting them find out she was being brutally used. It was truly too exciting watching her desperately try to stifle her moans and invent ridiculous excuses for the slapping sounds while her old lover poured his heart out."
Ah Yin let out a soft, musical laugh, highly amused by the sheer, degrading wickedness of the scenario. "You are terrible, Husband. I can only imagine the panic in her eyes."
"It gave me a rather brilliant idea, my dear," Zhang Tian whispered, his hand sliding down to gently caress the smooth curve of her hip. "Perhaps, in the future, I should try the exact same scenario with Xiao Wu. I should make her call Tang San, or answer his call, and violently fuck her while she talks to him."
Ah Yin's expression instantly shifted. The playful amusement vanished, replaced by a dark, intense, and deeply venomous excitement. Her crimson eyes flared with a chilling light.
"That would certainly be entertaining to see," Ah Yin agreed, her voice laced with a cold, unforgiving edge. She looked directly into his eyes, her grip tightening on his shoulders. "Husband... when that day comes, I want to be in the chamber. I want to be standing right there when it happens."
Zhang Tian studied her face, understanding the profound, unhealed trauma driving her malice. "You wish to witness his humiliation."
"I wish to witness his destruction," Ah Yin corrected him, her tone dropping to a harsh, bitter whisper. "That vile, parasitic soul stole the body of my innocent, unborn child. He parades around wearing my son's face, living a life that does not belong to him."
She took a deep, shuddering breath, her hatred for the transmigrator burning brighter than any flame.
Ah Yin continued, a cruel smile touching her beautiful lips, "It would be incredibly entertaining to watch you use that pathetic rabbit, Xiao Wu, while she talks to her precious Tang San. To hear him speak of his love for her, completely oblivious to the fact that his devoted lover is currently being stretched open and used as a common, slutty whore by you. And most importantly..."
Her crimson eyes narrowed into slits of pure, concentrated malice.
"It would be the greatest joy of my existence to see the look of absolute, soul-crushing despair on his arrogant face when we finally reveal the truth to him," Ah Yin whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. "I want to be the one to reveal that truth to Tang San. I want to break his mind. I want to make him realize that the woman he thinks of as his precious lover is nothing more than a broken, corrupted toy who eagerly takes your cock inside her."
Zhang Tian looked at the fierce, vengeful Empress in his arms. He found her dark, unapologetic malice incredibly intoxicating. He leaned forward and kissed her deeply, tasting the venom on her tongue.
"I promise you, my beautiful wife," Zhang Tian swore softly against her lips. "I will ensure you are standing right beside me when I break his mind. You will have your vengeance."
Ah Yin smiled, a profound sense of peace washing over her. She rested her head against his chest, listening to the steady, powerful rhythm of his heartbeat.
"It is time to return to the capital, my dear," Zhang Tian announced after a few moments of comfortable silence. "We need to go see Bibi Dong. It has been too long."
Ah Yin nodded in agreement. She gracefully slipped out of the bed, her silken gown flowing around her voluptuous curves.
Together, they stepped out of the temporary cabin. Zhang Tian raised his hand, channeling his profound mastery over the plant kingdom. The thick, woven walls of the Blood Silver Grass hut began to uncoil and dismantle themselves. But instead of simply letting the grass wither, Zhang Tian and Ah Yin simultaneously channeled a massive, concentrated surge of their pure Life Spirit Energy into the dismantling flora.
They deliberately spread this highly refined, sovereign energy outward, infusing it deeply into the root systems of the vast, sprawling fields of Blood Silver Grass covering the entire valley. The ambient glow of the valley intensified significantly. This immense blessing would drastically enhance their natural growth rate. The raw, conceptual power embedded in the soil would serve as a tremendous, catalytic help in awakening their dormant intelligence, ensuring that many of these ordinary grasses would miraculously evolve into sentient Spirit Beasts in a little more than a dozen years.
With their botanical duties fulfilled, Zhang Tian wrapped his arm securely around Ah Yin's slender waist. A swirling platform of condensed wind and spirit power materialized beneath their feet. They shot into the sky, tearing through the cloud layer, and began their rapid flight back to the freezing north.
They soared high over the sprawling forests and bustling cities of the Heaven Dou Empire. The journey was swift, and by the time the sky turned a deep, bruised purple with the arrival of evening, the towering, majestic spires of Crimson Zenith City appeared on the snowy horizon.
They descended smoothly, landing within the private, heavily fortified courtyards of their sprawling mansion. Without alerting the main household staff, Zhang Tian led Ah Yin directly toward the separate, highly secure quarters and the specific, luxurious building assigned exclusively to Bibi Dong and her disciple, Hu Liena.
The interior of the building was quiet, lit by soft, glowing crystal lamps. As they walked down the main corridor, a door opened, and Hu Liena stepped out.
The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall was dressed in a comfortable, yet incredibly form-fitting silk nightgown of pale gold. The fabric clung desperately to her phenomenal, mature curves, highlighting her incredibly wide hips and her massive, heavy breasts. Her blonde hair fell softly over her shoulders, and her beautiful, inherently seductive face carried a look of mild surprise.
The moment she saw Zhang Tian and Ah Yin walking toward her, Hu Liena's cheeks instantly flushed a brilliant, deep shade of crimson. She gulped a heavy mouthful of saliva, her heart suddenly hammering in her chest.
"Lord... Lord Marquis," Hu Liena stammered, hurriedly bowing her head. "Madam Ah Yin."
Zhang Tian smirked, a wicked, predatory glint in his icy blue eyes. He didn't stop to exchange polite pleasantries. He walked right up to her, closing the distance instantly.
Without a word of warning, Zhang Tian reached out with both hands. He boldly, teasingly grabbed two massive handfuls of her heavy, soft breasts right through the thin silk of her nightgown. He squeezed the plush flesh firmly, his thumbs immediately finding and flicking her sensitive nipples.
"Ah! Mmm..." Hu Liena moaned softly, her knees buckling slightly. Her natural, fox-like charm made her incredibly sensitive to his touch. She didn't try to pull away; instead, she leaned into his hands, letting him freely mess and play around with her voluptuous body.
"Where is your esteemed teacher, little fox?" Zhang Tian asked, his voice a dark, husky rumble as he continued to knead her breasts, enjoying the soft, yielding texture.
Hu Liena struggled to form a coherent sentence, her mind fogging over with the sudden, intense rush of pleasure.
"Mmm... Teacher..." Hu Liena gasped, her hands coming up to lightly rest on his wrists. "Teacher has gone to train... she is deep within the Rakshasa Secret Realm."
She took a ragged breath, trying to explain the logistical situation while he mercilessly teased her nipples. "Based on her rigorous training schedule during the last few months... Teacher stays locked inside the Rakshasa Secret Realm mostly. She will only emerge from it once a week, for a few brief hours, to ask me for any highly important matters or urgent reports that have occurred during the week. And then... ahhh... then she will immediately enter it again for her dark training for an entire week straight."
Zhang Tian's hands paused slightly. "How long has she been inside?"
"It... it has been exactly three days since Teacher last went into the Rakshasa Secret Realm," Hu Liena whispered, her golden eyes looking up at him through half-lidded lashes. "It should confidently take another four days before she is scheduled to emerge."
Hearing those words, Zhang Tian let out a soft, dramatic sigh of disappointment. He released her breasts, much to Hu Liena's immediate dismay, and crossed his arms.
"It seems as though I have made this trip in vain," Zhang Tian murmured, looking around the quiet corridor. "I will simply have to find a way to pass the time until she graces us with her presence."
He turned his gaze back to Hu Liena. His icy blue eyes swept slowly, hungrily down the length of her incredible, curvaceous body. He stepped closer, leaning down so his lips brushed against her ear.
"Well," Zhang Tian whispered, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "You can certainly be a very good, highly entertaining distraction. You will be a wonderful way to pass the time."
Hu Liena's breath hitched, a thrill of pure, undeniable anticipation shooting straight to her core. She looked past his shoulder, her eyes meeting Ah Yin's. The crimson-haired Empress offered a serene, knowing smile, entirely accepting of the situation.
Naturally, Hu Liena would not be facing the monster of the north alone. Ah Yin gracefully stepped forward, her hand resting on the small of Hu Liena's back. Together, the two stunningly beautiful, incredibly voluptuous women would help deal with Zhang Tian's boundless, terrifying lust for the entire night, locked away within the private confines of Hu Liena's spacious bedchamber in this building.
The night that followed was a masterclass in ruthless, uninhibited debauchery. Zhang Tian utilized his limitless Life Spirit Core stamina to ravage both the Holy Maiden and his Empress. He fucked them continuously, bouncing between their soft, wet bodies, ensuring the chamber echoed with their loud, desperate moans and the heavy, wet sounds of his thrusts until the sun rose over the snowy peaks.
The next day, the sprawling mansion was bathed in crisp, bright morning light.
Deep within Hu Liena's quarters, Ah Yin and the blonde fox were currently resting, deeply buried under thick silk blankets. They were completely, utterly exhausted, having been violently, relentlessly fucked by Zhang Tian for the entire night without being shown a single ounce of mercy.
Leaving the sleeping beauties to recover, Zhang Tian dressed in fresh, elegant dark robes and began to casually roam around the expansive halls and sunlit courtyards of his grand mansion.
He soon met up with his other wives, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who were enjoying morning tea in a vibrant, glass-enclosed botanical conservatory.
Seeing that he had finally returned from his long absence, the two women were incredibly happy. They knew he had been away for many months handling highly important, empire-shaking tasks—such as successfully, cleanly forcing the abdication of Emperor Xue Ye, providing overwhelming martial support for the new Emperor Xue Qinghe, and relentlessly hunting down the various corrupt, rebellious noble families across the provinces.
Ning Rongrong leaped up from her chair, her cyan dress fluttering, and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him fiercely.
"You're finally back, Hubby!" Ning Rongrong cheered, pressing a sweet kiss to his cheek. "Father sent a letter yesterday. He says the capital is more stable now than it has been in decades. Your arrays are working perfectly."
"I am glad to hear the transition is smooth, Rongrong," Zhang Tian smiled warmly, returning her embrace.
Ning Rongrong had absolutely no idea about Zhang Tian's dark, highly degrading fun with his secret, slutty mistresses like Liu Erlong, nor did she know about the ruthless, violent night he had just spent with Ah Yin and Hu Liena. She viewed him as her brilliant, dedicated, and loving husband who had been tirelessly working to secure their future.
Zhu Zhuqing remained seated at the small crystal table, sipping her tea. Her dark, feline eyes tracked his movements with a quiet, intense devotion. She wore a sleek, incredibly tight black dress that highlighted her massive breasts and her slender waist.
Zhang Tian walked over and pressed a soft kiss to the top of Zhu Zhuqing's head. As he did, he didn't speak aloud. Instead, he utilized a highly concentrated, imperceptible sliver of his profound mental force to secretly project his voice directly into her spiritual sea.
'My beautiful wife,' Zhang Tian's voice echoed darkly within her mind. 'I have missed the taste of your family. Go and secretly inform your elder sister and your mother. Tell them to get themselves ready immediately. They are to put on their most degrading, slutty clothing. I want all three of you to come to my private master chamber together some time later this afternoon. Do not keep me waiting.'
Zhu Zhuqing's hand trembled slightly, her teacup rattling against the saucer. A sudden, violent surge of wet heat pooled between her thighs. The memory of their last, depraved, multi-day session with her mother and sister flashed vividly in her mind.
She looked up at him, a wicked, deeply excited flush spreading across her usually stoic face. She offered a tiny, barely perceptible nod.
Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong remained entirely oblivious to the dark, incestuous, and highly erotic telepathic command that had just been issued right in front of her, happily pouring her husband a fresh cup of morning tea.
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