Chapter 10 (Revised)

The air in the room was so thick it was suffocating, saturated with expensive perfume, a woman's sweat, gut slick, and the sharp musk of sex-a filthy, decadent smell that sent anyone inside it straight into a rush of adrenaline.

"Huff... huff... how much longer... how much longer...?"

Dongfang Yuying lay weakly sprawled across the messy big bed, her usual proud, high-energy party-girl face now a complete wreck.

Her blond twin ponytails, the emblem she had always been most proud of, had become the sluttiest decoration in the world.

The emerald hair ties had been roughly torn off and replaced by several heavy, knotted latex packets-condoms.

And not empty ones.

Every single condom was stuffed with the thick, yellowish semen Ying Ni had shot that night.

They hung from her hair like fleshy balloons packed with sinful fruit, heavy at the ends of her locks.

With every tremor of her body, the semen-filled condoms swung in the air with wet little slaps, sometimes flicking against her burning cheeks and leaving behind a cold, sticky touch that reminded her exactly what was inside.

It wasn't just her hair. Even the edges of her stockings, and the skin beneath the nipples of those E-cup breasts, were hung with the same "trophies."

At this point, Dongfang Yuying looked like a Christmas tree hung with filthy gifts, her whole body reeking of Ying Ni.

"Don't rush, my little she-cat."

Ying Ni sat cross-legged behind her, one hand gripping her thick thigh wrapped in stocking straps, the other idly toying with the condom hanging from the end of her hair as if it were some priceless treasure.

"Look at you now. So beautiful. This is all my 'love' for you."

"Pervert... sob... it's too heavy... take it off... so disgusting... it reeks so bad... hic..."

Yuying buried her face in the pillow and let out a muffled sob.

That fishy stench swayed right under her nose; every breath felt like she was sucking Ying Ni's seed straight into her lungs.

The humiliation of being completely marked and possessed by a man sent wave after wave of pink flush across her body.

"Disgusting? You were begging me to cum inside you just now. What are you putting on airs for?"

With a cold laugh, Ying Ni suddenly slammed his hips forward from behind.

"Squelch-!!!"

"Hyaaahhhhhh❤❤❤!!!"

Yuying threw her head back with a sharp, wanton cry.

The thick purple cock that had already ravaged her back passage for so long plunged again, mercilessly splitting open the swollen, even slightly turned-out ring of her asshole.

This time the condom was gone, so there was no protection; the rough ridge of the corona scraped directly against her tender intestinal walls, drawing out gushes of gut slick with every stroke.

"Squelch... squelch..."

The sound was like someone wearing rain boots and slogging through a muddy swamp, obscene beyond words.

"Hah... hah... no... don't ram it in all at once... my ass... my ass can't close anymore... it's numb... my guts are numb... hngh ahhhhhh❤❤❤..."

Yuying's hands clutched the sheets so hard her knuckles went white.

The white lace crotchless suspender stockings on her body had, after so long being rubbed raw and soaked in sweat, clung tightly to her skin, digging lines into her flesh.

Buzz buzz buzz-

At that moment, the phone on the bedside table suddenly started vibrating.

That familiar vibration made Yuying, who had been lost in pleasure a moment ago, go rigid all over, as if she had been doused with a bucket of cold water.

The screen lit up, showing the name she had longed for and felt guilty about all at once - [Brother Chaoyang].

[Brother Chaoyang]: "Yuying, what I said tonight may have been a little harsh, but I hope you understand that we all care about you, and we want you to love yourself too."

Those few short lines were full of the boy's gentleness and concern.

If it had been any other time, Yuying would have been rolling around with her phone in her arms from sheer happiness. But now...

She looked at herself-kneeling beneath another man, with his thick cock buried in her ass, his semen-filled condoms hanging from her hair, mewling like a she-cat while she was fucked senseless.

Reason, which had returned after her orgasm, was immediately drowned again by a wave of intense moral shame and guilt that smashed through her mental defenses.

"Wuwu... Chaoyang... I'm sorry... I'm a bad woman... I shouldn't have lost my temper with you... sob sob..."

Tears fell like broken strings of beads, soaking the pillow.

"Yo, looks like your crush really does care about you."

Ying Ni glanced at the phone screen, the smile at the corners of his mouth turning more amused and more cruel. He reached out, grabbed Yuying's twin tails now weighed down with condoms, and forced her to lift her head.

"Reply."

"Wh... what?"

Yuying, tears in her eyes, looked up at him in confusion, thinking she'd misheard.

"I said reply."

Ying Ni's voice left no room for argument. He picked up the phone and shoved it straight into Yuying's hands: "Tell him you're fine. Tell him you're doing some 'deep reflection.' Right now. Immediately."

"No... I can't... how am I supposed to reply looking like this..."

Yuying shook her head desperately, the phone in her hands feeling like a hot potato. She could barely breathe right now; her head was full of pleasure and shame. How was she supposed to answer as if nothing was wrong?

"Not replying? Then I'll answer a video call instead, okay?"

Ying Ni's finger made a show of moving toward the video-call button.

"No!!! I'll reply!!! I'll reply!!! Please don't press video!!!"

Yuying nearly lost her soul from terror. If the video connected and Chaoyang saw her like this-covered in condoms, her ass fucked open, her face a slutty ahegao... she'd rather die.

"Then be obedient."

Ying Ni withdrew his hand in satisfaction, but he did not stop moving inside her. On the contrary, he shifted into an even more tormenting rhythm-slow, but grinding deeply.

"Squelch... squelch..."

Every time the glans drove all the way in, it circled near the sensitive opening of her sigmoid colon, then slowly pulled out again, tormenting her nerves with that hollow sucking emptiness of her gut walls.

"Write quickly. Don't keep your Chaoyang waiting."

As he issued the order, Ying Ni reached around under her arm and pinched the two swollen nipples on her chest hard.

"Hnghhh!!!"

Yuying cried out, her body jolting hard, her fingers tapping wildly on the screen and producing a string of gibberish.

"Delete it and rewrite it. Don't shake."

Ying Ni blew hot breath into her ear: "If you type one wrong word, I'll dig the semen I shoot into your ass out later and feed it back to you."

Yuying deleted the gibberish in tears, enduring the overwhelming waves of pleasure, and began typing with trembling fingers.

[I...]

"Mm... mmnh... so deep... don't move... please don't move..."

Ying Ni paid no attention to her pleas. The instant she typed the first character, he suddenly thrust hard forward!

Thud!

The huge sack slapped heavily against the fleshy cheeks of her ass with a sharp crack.

"Haaahhh❤❤❤!!"

Yuying's finger slipped, and the phone nearly fell to the floor. That cock felt like it was trying to force its way up out of her throat; the sensation of being pierced through made her vision go black at the edges.

"Keep going. Don't stop." Ying Ni ordered coldly.

On one side was Chaoyang's pure, spotless concern; on the other, Ying Ni's rough, filthy violation.

And in that extreme contrast, her body, which should have been feeling nothing but pain, shamelessly... grew even more excited.

Her womb trembled, her intestinal walls clenched, and even her untouched cunt was frantically leaking slick from that immoral stimulation, running down the insides of her thighs and dripping onto the white stockings, spreading into patches of translucent wetness.

[I'm fine...]

She repeated it in her heart, her fingers laboring to tap the screen.

"Squelch... squelch..."

The pounding from behind grew faster and heavier.

"Chaoyang... I'm sorry... right now... I'm being fucked in the ass by another man hngh-!... sob sob..."

She screamed that in her heart, but the words she sent were: [Brother Chaoyang, don't worry, I'm fine.]

"Fine? Hmph, yes, you're sure fine."

Looking at the words on the screen, Ying Ni sneered. "Getting fucked so good by a thick cock, of course you're fine." He suddenly bent down and bit the ear hanging beneath the condom-wrapped ends of Yuying's twin tails, his tongue stirring in the sensitive shell of her ear.

"Next line. Write: 'I am doing deep reflection.'"

Yuying's body jolted hard, the wet heat by her ear leaving her weak all over.

"Reflection... reflection..."

She repeated the word in her heart.

Reflect on what?

Reflect on why she was such a slut?

Reflect on why she had sunk so deeply into this rough sex?

Reflect on why, while replying to Chaoyang's message, the only thing on her mind was whether the man behind her could fill her with cum?

[I am doing...]

"Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!" Ying Ni suddenly sped up, switching into a frenzied pounding mode.

"Haaahhhhhh❤❤❤!!! Too fast!!! I... I can't finish the words!!! I'm going to cum!!! I'm going to cum!!! No!!! I can't orgasm while I'm replying!!! Haaahhhhhh❤❤❤!!"

Yuying's ass shook wildly, the two mounds of flesh turning into rolling waves under the impacts. She felt as if even her soul were about to be knocked out of her body.

The condom-filled packets swinging from her hair were whipped into a frenzy by the violent motion, slapping her face, her chest, her back with wet little thuds.

The cold bags of semen against her burning skin created an utterly bizarre, intoxicating sensation.

"Write it! Finish it and I'll cum for you!"

Ying Ni growled, his big hand clamping her waist so she had nowhere to escape.

In the midst of utter confusion, with the last shred of reason she had left, Yuying typed the final words.

[Deep reflection.]

The instant her finger hit send-Ying Ni drove up hard, and the glans precisely crushed the most sensitive G-spot deep in her back passage!

"Boom——!!"

It felt like an atom bomb had exploded in her head.

The 'sent successfully' chime rang out at the same time as her broken, desperate cry.

"Hyaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh————————💔💔💔!!!!!!"

Her body locked instantly into an outrageous back-arched pose.

Her head snapped back, the twin tails hung with condoms carving a filthy arc through the air before slamming heavily against her back.

Her eyes rolled white in an instant; the black pupils vanished completely, leaving only the whites. Her pink tongue shot helplessly out of her mouth, hanging long and limp, while saliva poured down in strings.

This was the most thorough, the most depraved, the most hopelessly ruined-an ahegao face.

"Squelch-squelch-squelch-"

Ying Ni had reached his limit too. He held the swollen asshole tight and shuddered violently at the waist, dumping all the hot, thick cum he'd been holding in for so long deep into her intestines.

"He came... he came inside... again in my ass... so full... so hot... it's going to burn my guts raw... hngh ohhhh❤❤❤... I'm a female cat... I'm Master Ying Ni's personal cum rack... Chaoyang... look... I'm reflecting now... reflecting by eating cum with my ass...❤❤❤"

Yuying's brain had been completely burned out.

In that instant, she forgot shame, forgot the mission of the Super Beast Warriors, and even forgot her love for Chaoyang.

She only knew that she was a vessel filled with semen, a doll hung with her own evidence of guilt.

Glug... glug...

A large amount of cum flooded her rectum, and because there was too much of it, it overflowed from the hole that had been stretched open, trickling down the base of her thighs. Mixed with the gut slick and lube from before, it stained the white crotchless stockings even filthier.

A long while later, Ying Ni finally pulled his cock out.

Pop.

That crisp sound was like some switch had been flipped.

Yuying collapsed on the bed like a pool of rotten mud, still clutching the phone in her hand. The screen was still lit, showing the lie-laden message she had just sent.

[Brother Chaoyang, don't worry, I'm fine. I'm doing deep reflection.]

And in reality, she was rolling her eyes, sticking out her tongue, cum leaking from her ass, condoms hanging all over her head, twitching like a broken inflatable doll.

"Such a good girl."

Ying Ni patted her vacant, idiot's face and casually picked up one of the condoms hanging from her hair, weighing it in his hand.

"Looks like this kind of reflection is very effective. From now on, whenever you make a mistake, we'll 'reflect' like this, okay?"

Yuying had no strength to answer. She only instinctively rubbed against Ying Ni's palm, a muffled: "Hngh, meow...❤❤" coming from her throat.