She had struggled all she could, and she had come to terms with the incomprehensible. After a long silence, Jinx finally raised her hand in despair, offering a weak wave to the recording crystal under the watchful eyes of Vi and Caitlyn.
"My name is... Jinx. Mmm, today is my first time..."
Her face was a mask of hopelessness. Jinx had wanted to give up more than once, but Vi and Caitlyn were right there, constantly encouraging her. Combined with Faen's gentle gaze, she could only knit her brows and continue her dry, awkward self-introduction.
While Jinx was still speaking, Faen unhurriedly moved behind the three girls. His massive, powerful physique appeared in the frame of the recording crystal. Although his head was cut off by the camera angle, his magnificent lower half was fully exposed—the "head" of his rod was very much in view.
His hands rested on the heads of Caitlyn and Vi to his left and right, while that massive, throbbing member rested directly on Jinx's shoulder. It wasn't the first time she had seen it—Faen never hid his desires, and Jinx had long known he viewed her as prey. She hadn't cared before, only hoping that through this "insignificant" sacrifice, she could bring Zaun and her family back to the way they once were.
But even so, her close-range encounters with the "baguette" had been limited. The last time she negotiated with Faen to bring Vi back, she had used her mouth to serve him and swallowed him once just to prove her sincerity. Since then, Jinx had kept her distance.
Now, they were close again—too close. Feeling the scorching heat on her shoulder and the thick, masculine scent wafting over her face, Jinx couldn't help but swallow hard. She shifted her shoulders uneasily, took a deep breath, and continued to stare at the lens, speaking in a robotic tone:
"I will give my first time, and all my future soul, flesh, and freedom, to the... Master behind me. There, is that enough?"
By the end, Jinx truly couldn't go on. She simply gave up and cast a look at Faen behind her. Faen merely smiled and nodded. "Of course, that's fine... but before we officially begin, you should get properly acquainted with it, shouldn't you?"
Faen pointed at his massive rod.
Jinx curled her lip almost imperceptibly, then with a strained expression, she stretched her small mouth to its absolute limit, laboriously taking the rod inside. Faen showed no mercy, however, saying softly, "Couldn't you take the whole thing last time you ate it?"
A look of helplessness flashed in Jinx's eyes. But before she could spit the rod out to defend herself, Vi's enthusiastic voice rang out from the side.
"Is it hard to get used to? Let me help you!"
As she spoke, Vi laughed and placed her hand on the back of Jinx's head. Before Jinx could react, Vi gave her a heavy shove. Although Jinx's body hadn't been fully "developed" into Faen's exclusive milk container like the others, she was one of the first people in Zaun to ingest the Joy Factor—second only to Zeri.
With Vi's slight nudge, Jinx's body naturally entered its "optimal state." Before she could further process what was happening, Faen began to move his hips, initiating a rhythmic, piston-like motion.
Jinx, who had wanted to push Faen away, was forced to pause her resistance. She had no choice but to follow his rhythm to minimize the discomfort in her esophagus. That discomfort, however, only lasted for a few breaths. Soon, accompanied by a slight sense of suffocation, Jinx felt her body becoming inexplicably hot, as if something suppressed for a very long time was finally being released.
Faen wasn't surprised. He looked at Jinx's confused gaze and said, "You were one of the first to take the Joy Factor in Zaun. It's not a surprise that the side effects are finally hitting you; honestly, it's more surprising that you held out this long even with me inside your mouth..."
"Who wants to get familiar with this thing..."
Jinx managed to spit it out, wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth. She could clearly feel her body wasn't right. But she didn't care; she just looked at Vi. Vi scratched her head sheepishly. "Sorry, I... I just got impatient watching you hesitate."
"Whatever, you've always been like this..." Jinx curled her lip. After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath and lay flat. "Fine, I don't care anymore. Just like we agreed—do whatever you want with me!"
Jinx lay on the bed, looking like a fish on a chopping block. Vi and Caitlyn exchanged a glance, then looked at Faen and began to giggle. Caitlyn pulled Jinx's upper body into position, while Vi spread Jinx's legs wide. Vi then used her fingers to pry open Jinx's petals and looked at Faen. "Jinx is ready, Master. It's your turn."
"Of course." Faen pressed the head of his rod against Jinx's petals. Although her eyes were closed, the scorching heat made Jinx tremble. Psychological discomfort made her instinctively squirm, but she was held down firmly by Caitlyn and Vi. Resigned, Jinx opened her eyes to look at Faen, only to find him staring right back at her. She tried to look away, but Faen commanded, "Look at me."
"Fine..." Jinx focused on Faen with a face full of helplessness. Under that intense gaze, Faen began his inch-by-inch intrusion. As her flesh was pushed open, propped up, torn, and stuffed full, a mix of slight pain and intense, surging joy flooded Jinx's mind.
That purplish-red giant, covered in bulging veins from extreme excitement, ruthlessly forced open Jinx's narrow passage—a place never touched by another. The intense sensation of being split open caused Jinx to let out a shrill yet undeniably sweet scream. Her slender frame arched upward violently, as if struck by lightning.
"Ahhh—! It hurts... it's too big... I'm being split in half!"
However, under the domineering catalysis of the Joy Factor, that agonizing pain was instantly twisted into a maddening ecstasy. Jinx discovered in horror that while she was bleeding, her tight, virginal flower house was uncontrollably secreting a massive amount of scalding love juices. Her once-dry entrance now acted like a greedy suction cup, dead-locking Faen's thick medicine pestle, writhing and sucking inward with loud "squelch-squelch" sounds.
Faen sneered. Instead of stopping, he gave a brutal thrust, driving the rod to the hilt and slamming it heavily against her cervix! Under the massive impact, Jinx's flat lower abdomen visibly bulged into a terrifying outline. Since she wasn't wearing any lingerie, her small, youthful breasts stood tall from the extreme arousal. Her pink nipples were as hard as nutmegs, trembling violently in the air with every savage thrust. Transparent slutty water mixed with the blood of her lost virginity sprayed onto the sheets with every withdrawal, emitting a thick, depraved scent of metallic sweetness.
Wisps of blood flowed down the thick shaft, making the staring Jinx realize with absolute clarity that her first time had been stolen by the man before her.
Her future would be used brutally by this man until she, too, became a shameless milk container like Vi—longing all day to be ravaged and filled like a toy, thinking only of how to submit, fawn, and stick her ass up for him. She should have felt angry, but Jinx found that as Faen began a slow, rhythmic grind, the pain gave way to a long-suppressed craving. She felt the joy of finally being satisfied, a blissful sense of purpose, as if she had finally found her true goal in life.