Amused by her volatile reaction, Shen Yu gripped his heavy, dark-veined rod and began to deliberately slap the thick shaft across her dripping slit, intentionally grinding the glistening head against her hyper-sensitive clitoris to tease her.

Li Qiu writhed under his weight, her inner walls twitching in violent, uncontrollable spasms as she let out a continuous series of lewd, breathless moans into the quiet room.

Before she could lose her mind entirely to the teasing, Shen Yu's large hand shot up, wrapping firmly around her throat in an iron grip.

He leaned forward, pinning her gaze with his cold, piercing golden pupils, aligned his monstrous length with her tight entrance, and drove his entire shaft deep inside her core with one single, ruthless thrust.

Squelch!

"AAAHHHAAAH~! MASTER~~! YES~!"

Li Qiu screamed ecstatically, her head snapping back into the pillows as her narrow, mature channel was violently stretched to its absolute limits by his sheer width.

The explosive combination of his massive girth and the residual, melting warmth of his Foundation physique completely shattered her sanity.

She began to curse herself shamelessly, weeping from the sheer depth of the intrusion.

"I'm a slut... I'm a dirty, worthless slut for the man who ruined my family!" she wailed, completely broken by the carnal dominance.

"This is how I should be used! Break me, Master! Punish this wretched body!"

Shen Yu smirked evilly, maintaining his heavy grip on her throat as he locked into a brutal, hip-bruising rhythm, pounding her ruthlessly.

Li Qiu lay beneath him with her eyes rolled back and her tongue hanging out in a state of absolute, dazed submission.

Seeing her depraved expression, Shen Yu raised his free hand and delivered another sharp, heavy slap across her face before shifting his attention to her upper body.

He began to play with her large, tightly bound breasts with extreme roughness, burying his fingers deep into the soft flesh and groping them forcefully until loud, broken moans tore from her throat.

He pinched her rigid, wax-stained nipples brutally, twisting the sensitive nodes before leaning down to bite and suck on her mounds, leaving deep mark after mark while his hand continuously slapped the sides of her breasts.

Slap! Slap! Squelch!

The relentless, dual assault of pain and pleasure drove her to the absolute brink, her internal muscles clamping down on his length in a frantic, milky climax.

Shen Yu didn't hold back, with a low, dominant grunt, he slammed his hips forward one final time, unleashing a thick, burning eruption of his high-purity Yang essence deep inside her womb.

Li Qiu whimpered weakly under the impact, but Shen Yu wasn't finished with his discipline.

Without letting her rest, he pulled his glistening rod out of her dripping core, grabbed the ropes around her waist, and forcefully flipped her helpless body over onto her stomach, thrusting her full, mature ass high into the air.

Aligning his still-rigid, vein-pulsing shaft with her aching, drenched channel, he drove straight back into her from behind.

He began to fuck her roughly from the back, his large hands aggressively groping and squeezing her full cheeks, delivering a rapid succession of stinging, heavy smacks that left dark crimson handprints across her skin while she kept moaning hysterically into the mattress, completely consumed by his absolute ownership.

Shen Yu reached down and securely gripped her rope-bound wrists pinned behind her lower back.

Using the coarse black shadow-vine knots as perfect handles for leverage, he pulled her torso up slightly while planting his knees firmly against the mattress. He locked into a devastatingly rapid, hip-bruising rhythm, his heavy groin slamming relentlessly against her elevated, mature rear.

Slap! Squelch! Slap!

With every powerful thrust that drove his dark-veined column deep into her core, his free hand came down in a brutal, continuous succession of heavy, stinging slaps across her throbbing cheeks.

The skin of her ass turned a deep, burning crimson under the assault, completely covered in dark pink handprints and the shattered flakes of red wax.

"Ahhaaah~! Yes, Master! Break it! Keep pounding my wretched ass~!" Li Qiu screamed into the silk pillows, her voice entirely hoarse and unhinged.

The relentless external pain combined with the deep, violating friction inside her stretched channel drove her over the edge.

Her internal walls convulsed violently, milking his length as she hit another screaming, breathless climax.

Shen Yu let out a low, dominant growl, his lower abdomen tightening as he delivered bone-deep plunges, unleashing a thick, blistering torrent of his high-purity Yang essence deep inside her pussy, filling her completely.

But the punishment was far from over. Over the next several hours, the isolated chamber echoed with a continuous, chaotic storm of absolute carnal dominance.

Shen Yu forced her immobilized, rope-bound body into an array of degrading, highly restrictive positions.

He flipped her back onto her spine, pulling her knees tightly up toward her shoulders to split her completely open, pounding her until she wailed shamelessly.

He dragged her to the edge of the bed, letting her torso hang off while he rearranged her tight, weeping folds, repeatedly filling her womb with his endless, boiling seed until her lower abdomen felt heavy and thoroughly claimed.

Finally, desiring a final demonstration of his absolute ownership, Shen Yu shifted his weight.

He didn't pull out of her dripping pussy. Instead, keeping his monstrous, rigid length deeply buried inside her pussy, his iron hands wrapped firmly under her armpits and around her thighs.

With a single, effortless surge of his Foundation Establishment strength, he hoisted her entire rope-bound body straight up into the air.

"Ahhn~! Master~!" Li Qiu let out a startled, breathless gasp as her feet left the mattress.

She was completely suspended, her back resting flush against his solid, sweat-drenched chest while his massive shaft held her entire weight from below, keeping her pinned to his groin.

Moving with slow, heavy strides, Shen Yu walked across the room, carrying her suspended frame while rhythmically pumping his hips, driving his length in and out of her wet, ruined pussy with every step.

He stopped directly in front of the massive, floor-to-ceiling mirror framed in dark, polished wood.

"Look at yourself, Li Qiu," Shen Yu's deep, malicious voice rumbled directly against her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine as his hips continued to slam into her from behind.

"Look at what has become of the proud miss of the Peng clan."