*SMACK-SMACK-SMACK-SMACK-SMACK!*
One hundred and ten minutes of pure, savage fucking. The bed fra had long since cracked, the mattress sagged like a swamp, soaked through with sweat and cum. Enid’s face was utterly ruined: crossed, twitching eyes, tongue lolling out the side of her mouth like a broken fuckdoll, drool pouring in thick ropes onto the sheets.
"Anhhh~♡ Annh~♡ Anh~♡ Mas—ter... plea—se... rcy... gonna dieee~♡" Her voice cracked into pathetic little squeaks, every word punched out of her by the fat cock slamming into her guts.
Leon didn’t even hear her anymore.
His balls drew up tight, swollen to the point of pain, veins throbbing along his shaft as it thickened inside her one last ti.
"Fuuuuck..." he snarled through gritted teeth.
*SCHLURP!*
He ripped his cock completely out of her gaping cunt, a torrent of creamy juices gushing out. Then, with a single murderous thrust, he speared straight through her battered cervix and buried himself to the root inside her womb.
*SCHLAAAP!*
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!! ♡♡♡♡♡"
Enid’s scream shattered the air. Her ass and thighs spasd uncontrollably, back arching so hard it looked like she’d snap in half. Her eyes rolled fully white, tongue flopping uselessly as her ahegao turned grotesque with raw, brain-lting pleasure.
Leon’s cock pulsed like a firehose.
Hot, thick ropes of cum erupted straight into her womb; one, two, five, ten massive spurts, each one thicker than the last. His balls clenched and unclenched, pumping her full until her belly visibly swelled, taut and round like she was already months pregnant.
The pressure was too much. His cum exploded back out around his buried shaft in filthy, creamy geysers, splattering the sheets, the headboard, their thighs.
*SQUIIIIIIIRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT!!!*
Enid’s own orgasm detonated at the exact sa second. A violent jet of clear cum blasted from her ruined pussy, hosing down Leon’s abs and the bed in a shaful, endless flood.
Her whole body seized, limbs thrashing, then went completely limp.
Eyes blank.
Tongue still out.
Pussy still twitching and drooling cum in weak little pulses.
She was gone; fucked unconscious, mind shattered, womb packed so full of sen it leaked in steady streams from her gaping, red-swollen hole.
Leon stayed buried inside her for a few more seconds, grinding lazily, letting the last drops ooze into her depths.
Then he pulled out with a wet *POP!*, a river of white pouring out after him.
’Hah... That was really sothing. I don’t really know how I kept pounding her pussy for that long in the sa position... But, it felt sothing else.
It was as if my body wanted to keep breeding her until she is pregnant or sothing. I really went wild this ti...’ Leon thought with a smile as he slowly placed his fingers over her pussy lips and opened them slowly.
*Squirt*
But as soon as he opened them, more white cum squirted out.
’Wow... I am really cumming buckets.’
"Phew... I should get back to Gerald. Nyxter should be ready by now." Leon thought as he imdiately wore his clothes and vanished from the room.
As soon as Leon disappeared, Elis re-appeared in the room and walked upto Enid with a curious expression.
She noticed the white sen drooling down from her pussy and placed her fingers in it.
Elis brought the sen closer to her face and stared at it curiously.
....
Twelfth Floor,
*Swish*
Leon re-appeared on the floor and noticed Gerald holding the nyxter on his pinky finger’s fingertip and he was staring at it with a serious expression.
"Is sothing wrong with it’s balance ?" Leon asked from behind as he started walking towards him.
"Well... I fixed the balance of the sword but I have so doubts that it’s still a little off-balance.
It won’t matter to you, so don’t worry." Gerald spoke as he threw the nyxter towards Leon.
*Catch*
Leon grabbed the sword and gave it so swings.
"Hmm... I feel it’s a little off-balance." Leon replied with a smile.
"Oh yeah ? If you can tell from which side this blade is off-balanced... I will beco your slave right here and right now." Gerald replied with a smile as he looked at Leon.
"From the handle side...?" Leon spoke with a confused expression.
"Nope... Now check out the skill that you got." Gerald spoke as he sat down on the wooden chair and picked up the jug that was full of booze.
[Na: Nyxter]
[Type: Weapon]
[Rank: Rare]
[Crafter: Gerald Lon Kiggester]
[Description: A special sword crafted by legendary blacksmith Gerald Lon Kiggester. Forged from Travertine — a sacred, near-indestructible material from the Dwarf Kingdom. Don’t be fooled by its dark look. The sword houses five distinct razor sharp blades, capable of slicing through nearly any surface.]
[Skill slots: 5]
[Skills: {Blade Of Artis}]
[Enchantnts: None]
’Huh...’ Leon thought as he imdiately clicked on the skill.
[Na: Blade of Artis]
[Rank: Rare]
[Description: Upon activation, enchants the sword’s edge for 10 minutes, increasing its sharpness tenfold.
Each successful strike on a target applies a stackable Poison debuff, dealing 100 damage and reducing regeneration speed by 80% every second until the skill ends. Regeneration speed reduction does not stack but Poison debuff does.]
[Mana: 50000]
[Cooldown: 120 seconds]
’My, My... Would you look at that ? What a great skill it is.’ Leon thought as a big smile spread across his face.
"Looks like it’s a really good skill, since you are smiling like that." Gerald spoke with a smile as he looked at Leon.
"It’s good." Leon replied with a smile.
"What is-"
*Swish*
Before Gerald could’ve asked his question, Elis appeared in between them and bowed down to Leon imdiately.
"Master... Sir Rees is standing on the dungeon’s entrance. Should I let him inside ?" Elis asked with a neutral expression.
"Rees is back ?" Leon asked with a shocked and surprised expression.
"Yes, Master." Elis replied.
"Is he alone ?"
"There is a lady with him as well, Master."
"I will go and see them myself." Leon spoke as he imdiately placed the nyxter into his inventory and disappeared from the floor.
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