Meanwhile, back at the hotel room, a chorus of three voices groaned together in absolute, synchronized ecstasy.

"Grghh~"

"Oh~ Fuck~"

"Umfff~"

All three of them hit their peak and came together with utter satisfaction.

Kaizen had flipped Aria into a brutal, face-down doggy style position for the grand finale.

He buried his thick shaft to the hilt and unleashed his third massive load of the day, painting her internal walls white.

Aria’s tight pussy violently convulsed as she reached her ninth explosive orgasm, her body completely dripping with sweat and juices.

And more importantly, Kenji, the absolute man of the hour, finally came for the last time.

Now, on paper, both Kaizen and Kenji had came three times each during this marathon.

But did that mean they were equal?

Not a chance in hell!

When Kenji first whipped out his tool, he was so overwhelmed by the sheer fast-food drama of the view that he shot his first load in under a single minute.

After that, his three-inch little brother went completely limp.

It took several more minutes of watching Kaizen brutally hammer his girl’s crying pussy to get his tool standing up again.

Once it finally did, he cranked it and came a second time! Again, in under sixty seconds.

The sheer exertion was too much for his pathetic stamina, and he instantly passed out on the floor.

Two entire hours later, Kenji finally blinked his eyes open.

To his absolute horror and amazement, the savage pounding session was still going strong.

The sight of Kaizen’s endless endurance instantly triggered his brain, and he started furiously stroking his tool for the third time.

This time?

He lasted a pathetic fifteen seconds before painting his own stomach and collapsing from pure exhaustion.

On the other hand, Kaizen was just way too much of an expert to cum quickly.

For him, shooting a load was a calculated, slow-burn masterpiece.

He only came when he absolutely wanted to, completely dominating the scoreboard while leaving both the boyfriend and girlfriend utterly ruined on the furniture.

"Why?~ oh~ Came inside~ fuck~"

Aria was barely stammering out the words.

Even though her eyes had rolled so far back into her skull that she was looking at her own brain, her legs were still shaking uncontrollably and her toes were locked in a permanent, agonizing curl.

"Oh, that? That’s just for the shoot. Come on, stand up!"

Kaizen smirked like an absolute demon.

With zero effort, he grabbed her sweaty, trembling waist and hoisted her straight up onto his shoulder like a sack of fine potatoes.

’S-shoot? Right now?!’

Aria thought, her fried brain attempting to process the words.

After everything they just did.

Didn’t this man achieve exactly what he came for?

Which was to completely destroy her and break her boyfriend?

So what the hell was he shooting now?

Was he actually serious about the professional modeling gig this entire time?

"Mr. Cat, come on. Pull up your sticky pants."

Kaizen called out over his shoulder as he walked toward the door.

"Uh...? Now... ohhh..."

Kenji groaned miserably from the floor.

He was a broken man.

Blasting three whole loads out of his modest three-inch tool had pushed his stamina to its absolute, life-threatening limit.

He felt like a dried-out raisin.

But because his brain was completely rewired into a submissive state, he did exactly as he was told.

He frantically tucked his mess away, yanked up his jeans, and ran stumbling right behind them into the main hall where the professional studio cameras were set up.

"Go on, wear something else. You do have another dress, right?"

Kaizen casual asked, tossing her toward the changing corner.

"O-Of course, but..."

Aria definitely had the normal clothes she walked in here with.

There was no way she could just walk out into the public streets in a skin-tight, shiny latex suit.

That would attract way too much unwanted attention and massive security risks.

"Just wear it. No panties, though."

Kaizen added with a devilish grin.

"N-No panties?!"

She was completely taken aback by the casual command.

But after everything they had just done on the couch, there was absolutely no point in arguing with this tyrant.

She simply nodded with a deep blush and shuffled her jelly-like legs into the changing room.

"W-what are we doing now?"

Kenji asked nervously.

He was now left completely alone in the studio with the massive alpha man who had just utterly destroyed his girl’s pussy in ways he could never hope to replicate.

Standing next to Kaizen made his entire existence feel infinitely smaller.

"We are going to announce our brand new project."

Kaizen announced, effortlessly sliding back into his high-end, expensive clothes without breaking a sweat.

"N-New project?"

"Yeah. Since it’s a completely new direction for you guys, I want you to trust me on this. This is going to be a mega-project. And to kick things off, I am going to release a single, spicy teaser picture right now."

Kenji’s brain scrambled to keep up.

He honestly thought everything was completely over.

The guy had already thoroughly smashed his girl and painted her insides with three massive loads.

What kind of trust was there left to gain?

The damage was already done!

"With this single picture, you are going to see the absolute explosion of engagement you’ll be getting. It will easily pull in more than 20 million views. I guarantee it."

"2-2-20! 20 million?!"

Kenji’s eyes widened to the size of flying saucers.

He had only ever seen view counts that massive on the channels of the absolute titans of the internet, like Mr. Beggar.

Yet this guy was just casually tossing the number around like it was pocket change.

’H-He really knows the internet market inside and out, huh?’

A dark, perverted ambition flared up inside Kenji’s broken mind.

If Kaizen was really that powerful, maybe they could collaborate even more in the future.

Just thinking about the sheer fame and the prospect of more "collaborations" made his pants tighten up violently all over again.

He was officially hooked on the fast-food drama lifestyle.

"I’m done."

Aria stepped out of the changing room.

She had pulled on a simple, cute skirt and a button-up shirt.

The moment she walked out, she felt Kaizen’s heavy, predatory gaze scanning her up and down.

A fresh wave of deep crimson rushed to her cheeks, forcing her to look away to hide her embarrassment.

"Perfect for the picture! You didn’t wear the panties, right?"

’Shameless! How can he say something like that so casually right in front of my boyfriend?!’

Aria screamed internally, her heart hammering against her ribs.

She meekly shook her head, confirming his order.

Kaizen smirked, walking over to the professional studio setup.

He adjusted the camera angle, peeked through the digital viewfinder to check the framing, and nodded in absolute satisfaction before hitting the automated timer countdown.

"Perfect. Mr. Cat, stand right over there."

"H-Here?"

Kenji, looking like a thoroughly trained, submissive puppy, meekly followed the command and positioned himself at the far edge of the camera’s frame, looking completely out of place.

"Ms. Kitty, you’re over here with me."

Kaizen reached out, gripping her waist firmly, and pulled her right next to him into the center of the shot.

"Just stand perfectly still until the camera captures it."

Both of them nodded in unison, completely under his absolute control.

Kaizen tapped the final button, starting the blinking red countdown, and casually stood flush against Aria’s backside.

’What kind of modeling shoot is this? I’ve never seen a composition like thi—WHAT THE!!!’

Before she could finish her thought, she felt a large, warm hand pulling up the fabric of her skirt.

With zero hesitation, Kaizen lifted the hem, completely exposing her bare, flush ass cheeks to the studio air.

His thick fingers dug into one side, ruthlessly pulling the cheek wide apart.

Drip... drip...

Because of the sudden, stretching pressure, a thick streak of his own white, milky cream leaked directly out of her thoroughly ruined opening, dripping down her thigh in plain view of the lens.

Aria’s eyes widened in pure horror, her soul almost leaving her body from the sheer, shameless humiliation.

But before she could even gasp—

Click! Flash!

The camera strobe illuminated the room, perfectly capturing the scandalous, raw imagery in crystal-clear high definition.

"Good. Now just take a rest."

Kaizen said smoothly, letting go of her skirt as if he hadn’t just committed a public relations crime.

"I’ll do a quick edit on the picture and send it directly to your phone, Ms. Kitty. Just post this on your community stream feed, okay?"