"That... is the right answer," Jun Hao growled, his eyes flashing with wicked triumph and pure lust, staring deep into Lan Ruo’s teary, pleading eyes. Her words—raw, shameless, and desperate—were exactly what he wanted to hear. They were the confirmation that he had completely broken her, completely conquered her, and completely turned this dignified, lonely widow into nothing more than a creature ruled only by her own uncontrollable lust, fully enslaved to his will and his body.

He didn’t waste another second. His hands, which had been gripping her wide hips firmly, moved upward and outward, reaching down to her ankles where the thick ropes were still binding her legs tightly to the lower corners of the bed frame. With quick, practiced movements, he undid the knots and pulled the ropes free, discarding them onto the floor. Her arms remained bound high above her head, stretched wide and immobile, keeping her torso pinned and her heavy breasts proudly exposed, but her legs were now free.

Lan Ruo, lost in the haze of the powerful aphrodisiac and maddening desire, immediately tried to close her legs instinctively, craving friction and pressure, but Jun Hao was faster. Before she could even move her muscles, he reached down, grabbed her by the soft, fleshy calves, and wrenched her legs open violently, pulling them back and pressing them hard against her own chest and shoulders, bending her body almost double. He spread her legs as wide as they could possibly go, forcing her knees all the way back until they nearly touched the mattress beside her head, locking them in that humiliating, open position.

This angle was perfect. It tilted her pelvis upward sharply, lifting her hips high off the bed, presenting her womanhood completely exposed, gaping wide and raised right up toward him, offering the deepest, most forbidden part of her body directly to his assault. He held her calves there with an iron grip, his fingers digging hard into her soft flesh, ensuring she could never close herself off again, ensuring she had to take every single thing he was about to give her fully and deeply.

"Stay just like that..." Jun Hao commanded darkly, breathing heavily as he positioned himself between her widely spread thighs, his massive, heavy manhood throbbing violently, glistening with pre-cum and her own slippery fluids, hovering right at the entrance of her wet, waiting hole. "Wide open... completely mine... ready to be destroyed."

He aligned the thick, broad, purple-red head of his cock perfectly against her pulsing, swollen entrance. He braced himself, his muscles tensing, his body coiling like a spring ready to strike. He looked down at her one last time—her face flushed bright red, mouth open panting, eyes rolling back, body trembling and writhing in anticipation—and then, with a roar of pure, unadulterated lust, Jun Hao drove his hips forward and slammed his massive length into her with all his strength and power, striking with the force of a battering ram.

THWACK!

The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed loudly in the silent room.

He didn’t ease his way in. He didn’t go slow. He rammed himself inside her in one single, violent, powerful thrust, burying his entire massive length deep within her in one go, driving all the way to the very root until his heavy, heavy balls slammed hard and wet against her soft, fleshy buttocks.

And he went deep. So incredibly deep. The blunt, heavy head of his cock crashed violently past her inner walls, surged through her tight, mature passage that had been empty for five long years, and slammed directly, hard and heavy, right against the entrance of her cervix, hammering against the very mouth of her womb itself.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

Lan Ruo threw her head back, her mouth stretching open so wide it looked like it might tear, and screamed out in a high-pitched, hysterical shriek that tore from her throat, a sound that mixed blinding, sharp pain with the most intense, overwhelming pleasure she had ever felt in her entire life. The sensation of being stretched so impossibly wide, filled so completely, and penetrated so deep that it felt like he was reaching all the way up into her chest, hit her like a lightning bolt. Her body jerked and convulsed violently, her back arching high off the mattress as her inner muscles clamped down hard around him, squeezing him with desperate, crushing strength.

The sheer impact and depth of that thrust triggered an immediate, explosive reaction inside her. Before Jun Hao could even begin to move, Lan Ruo’s body spasmed, her hips bucked wildly, and she gushed out a massive torrent of hot, sweet fluids directly around his buried shaft. She released another powerful, uncontrollable orgasm right then and there, spraying and leaking everything she had, drenching his groin, his legs, and the sheets beneath them completely, her juices flowing freely and abundantly as her body betrayed her completely, proving just how much she craved this invasion.

"Unghhh... that’s it... leak for me... flood me..." Jun Hao grunted, his eyes rolling back slightly from the incredible feeling of her tight, hot walls squeezing him and her fluids soaking him. "You are so tight... so hot... so wet... you were starving for this, weren’t you?"

He remained buried deep inside her for a moment, letting her adjust to his immense size, letting her feel just how thoroughly he owned her deepest parts. Lan Ruo lay there, her chest heaving rapidly, panting and gasping for air, her mind completely shattered, her body singing with overwhelming sensation. She looked up at him with eyes full of worship and raw, animalistic need. She was no longer afraid. She was no longer ashamed. She was nothing but a vessel of lust, completely consumed by the fire burning inside her.

She looked at him, her gaze burning with desperate hunger, and then she spoke, her voice breathless, raspy, and completely shameless, sounding exactly like a woman who had given up every last shred of her dignity.

"Do it..." Lan Ruo whimpered loudly, writhing beneath him, her legs shaking in his grip. **"Destroy me... ruin me... tear me apart... Ravage me... scramble me up... stir me deep inside... fuck me as hard and as roughly as you possibly can! Treat me like garbage! Treat me like your toy! I am nothing but your sex slave now! Please... hurt me with your pleasure... use me until I break!"

Her expression was wild, submissive, and completely debauched—the perfect image of a sex-crazed slave begging for abuse. She looked up at him, biting her lip, nodding frantically, silently urging him to give her the worst and the best he had.

Hearing those words, seeing this respectable, mature woman beg so openly and eagerly to be treated like trash, seeing her completely surrender to her most base instincts, Jun Hao felt an explosion of pure, overwhelming satisfaction and delight surge through his entire body. A massive, wicked grin spread across his face, stretching wide from ear to ear. He felt his heart race faster, his blood boiling hotter, and his attraction and desire for her multiply tenfold instantly. He loved seeing her like this. He loved that she was becoming exactly what he wanted her to be.

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

Jun Hao threw his head back and laughed out loud, a deep, booming, triumphant, and cruel laughter that filled the room, dripping with dark amusement and wicked pleasure.

**"Hahahahahah! That’s it! That is exactly what I wanted to hear! If that is how you want it... if that is what my good little slave desires... then I will scramble you up completely! I will ravage you until you don’t even know your own name anymore! I will fuck you so rough and so hard that you will remember this moment for the rest of your life! Hahahahaha! You asked for it!"

His laughter cut off abruptly, replaced by a low, feral growl. His expression hardened into one of pure, ruthless focus and lust. He was done being gentle. He was done holding back. She had asked for the worst, and he was going to give it to her ten times over.

Without another word, Jun Hao began to move.

He pulled his hips back slowly, dragging his massive, thick length against her sensitive inner walls, pulling almost all the way out until only the wide, swollen tip remained inside her dripping entrance. And then, with a sudden, violent snap of his hips, he slammed forward again, driving back in with terrifying speed and force, punching deep inside her, hammering right against her cervix once more.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

The rhythm began. And it was brutal, ferocious, and relentless.

Jun Hao turned his body into a machine, a piston driven by pure lust. He pounded into her with incredible speed and immense power. He fucked her with a roughness, a violence, and a ferocity that knew no bounds. He rammed in and out, in and out, at a blinding pace, his heavy balls slapping loudly and wetly against her skin with every single stroke, creating a loud, rhythmic, wet smacking sound that echoed through the room. He didn’t hold back an ounce of his strength. He treated her mature, soft body with absolute disregard, abusing her womanhood mercilessly, stretching her open wide, drilling deep inside her, hitting every sensitive spot, scraping against her walls, and hammering her deepest depths over and over and over again.

While his hips and cock were busy destroying her from the inside, his hands were equally active and cruel. He released his grip on her legs for a moment, letting them fall open wide, and brought both of his large, rough hands upward, targeting the magnificent, heavy breasts that bounced wildly on her chest with every impact. They were magnificent—huge, round, heavy, soft, and full—the absolute dream and desire of every man, the kind of perfect mature figure that drove men crazy.

Jun Hao grabbed both massive mounds with his entire hands, wrapping his fingers around the soft, yielding flesh, squeezing them together, crushing them, squishing them, and kneading them with immense force and greed. He handled them with absolute brutality. He squeezed hard enough to leave marks, twisting the soft flesh viciously, pulling them outward, tugging them downward, stretching the soft skin as far as it would go. He found her large, dark, hardened nipples—rock hard and sensitive—and pinched them between his thumbs and fingers, rolling them, twisting them violently, and pulling them upward with strong, sharp tugs, elongating them painfully.

He didn’t just touch them; he abused them. He grabbed both breasts by the nipples alone and pulled them upward with all his strength, stretching them out long and thin, lifting her upper body slightly off the mattress just by the sensitive peaks alone, while he continued to pound into her furiously below.

"Arghhhh... yes... these perfect tits..." Jun Hao grunted through clenched teeth, drunk on pleasure. "The dream of every man... and now they belong only to me! Mine to squeeze... mine to twist... mine to hurt... mine to enjoy!"

The double assault was unbearable. Being pounded so deep and so hard in her most sensitive spot, while having her heavy, sensitive breasts crushed, twisted, and pulled so roughly, sent Lan Ruo into absolute delirium.

Lan Ruo went completely wild beneath him. She was lost in a world of sensation she had never imagined possible. She writhed and twisted uncontrollably, her body jerking and thrashing with every impact. She arched her back high, pushed her chest out to meet his hands, and threw her head back and forth wildly against the pillow.

She moaned, groaned, cried out, and screamed her pleasure at the top of her lungs, completely uninhibited. Her voice was loud, raw, and filled with ecstasy. "AAAAHHHH! YES! OH GOD! HARDER! DEEPER! RIP ME APART! YESSSS! THAT’S IT! USE ME! OH FUCK! IT’S SO DEEP! SO GOOD! YESSSSSS!!!!"

Her legs shook and trembled violently, wrapping around his waist instinctively only to be pushed back open again, her heels digging into his back urging him on. Her entire body convulsed and spasmed continuously, wave after wave of powerful orgasms hitting her one after another, triggered by the relentless pounding and the rough handling of her breasts.

And because Jun Hao’s massive cock was buried deep inside her, plugging her tight, blocking the exit, sealing her passage completely shut, the pressure inside her built up to incredible levels. She couldn’t release it all at once. She was completely stuffed, completely filled, completely sealed. Her body reacted by producing fluids in unbelievable amounts. She gushed and leaked continuously, a constant, endless stream of hot, sweet juices flowing out from around his shaft, running down her buttocks, soaking the bed, and wetting his legs completely. It flowed like a river, like water pouring from a tap, never stopping, never slowing down, a constant, slippery flood of arousal that coated everything, making their movements wet, sloppy, and incredibly slick.

"Look at you..." Jun Hao taunted, his voice rough and breathless, never slowing his brutal rhythm, pounding her deep and hard, twisting and pulling her nipples cruelly. "Look how much you leak... you are absolutely drowning in your own lust! You are nothing but a wet mess for me! You love this rough treatment, don’t you? You love being fucked like a piece of meat? You love having your perfect tits twisted and pulled until they hurt? You love having your insides scrambled up and destroyed by my cock? Answer me, my little sex slave!"

"YES! YES! YES!" Lan Ruo screamed hysterically, her eyes rolling back completely, her mind gone, her body taking over completely. **"I LOVE IT! I LOVE EVERY SECOND! DESTROY ME MORE! RAVAGE ME MORE! I AM YOURS! EVERYTHING I AM BELONGS TO YOU! ACCEPT NO MERCY! GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU HAVE! FILL ME UNTIL I BURST!"

She was exactly what he wanted. She was the perfect conquest. And Jun Hao, fueled by her screams, her wetness, her beauty, and her total submission, continued his relentless assault, driving her higher and higher, pushing her body past every limit, pounding her mature, hungry body with everything he had, determined to make her remember exactly who owned her from this day forward.