Fingmi’s Initiation
Edrick finished his total conquest of Eltysia and returned to the main world. His residence and the general situation had not changed. Nothing of note had occurred whatsoever. The only difference was that Fanqia was getting closer and closer to giving birth. There was also Muxing, who was currently pregnant with a Skunk Sasquatch, but her pregnancy was not yet too advanced, and Anoteros knew that things would go well for her…
This bestial child was larger than the last one, but he simply had the feeling that Muxing was built to handle this sort of thing.
He was planning on building a portion of the Nursery Wing inside of Eltysia, so that he could take advantage of his newfound ability to take on the form of any creature native to the realm when inside of it. This way, he would be able to impregnate her with all sorts of creatures… Potentially some very special ones, as well.
Although it didn’t seem like Fanqia was yet nearing giving birth, considering how bloated her stomach was, and how active the Simis were, he judged it best to hang close for a while… It wasn’t like he had much to do by roaming around, anyway. Instead, his top priority at the moment was to get used to his sudden strength increase and a whole bunch of new abilities. There were also the main ‘cases’ that were being kept tabs on by others.
Yechen was under the surveillance of Lui, Zhicheng was being distracted from his intended script by Zhenluo, and Linfeng was being followed by some of Shu’s contacts… This only left Anoteros one other thing to do.
“Fingmi. I don’t remember if I ever informed you about this, but now that I am done with some business, it is time for you to be taken care of”
The residence’s patriarch had called her to the basement–Into a room equipped to handle a ‘rough’ session. Fingmi was standing in the doorway, looking at the floor whilst trembling. Of course, she hadn’t needed him to say anything to understand that her time had come, since the master of the house was standing stark naked, his man-tool in full display in its limp state.
Anoteros had taken a few days to properly get used to his new strength and to recover from being thoroughly drained by Eltysia... So now was the time to demonstrate to Fingmi what her true purpose was as a woman lesser than he was. She was nothing but a third-rate scion from a third-rate cultivation family. Now that she was under his management, Fingmi needed to understand the true reason she existed.
She gulped as she raised her eyes–Seeing the monstrous, virile tool dangling between her master’s legs. The door was open, she could run away if she really wanted to… But it was useless. This residence was a trap located inside an even larger trap. There was no escaping.
“You’re allowed to complain and cry. In fact, I would prefer if you did… So, you either let yourself be Viotted by your dear master, or I’ll get about thirty people to come and brutally Viot you for me. Your choice… If you prefer the former option, take off your clothes and crawl over to me”
Fingmi was not familiar with the term ‘Viot’, but based on context clues, she understood what the options she was being presented with were… Thus, she tremblingly undressed, her plain maid uniform falling to the ground first, followed by her undergarments, revealing her petite form to the residence’s patriarch.
She began crawling over the Edrick as the scion sat down upon a couch.
“Obedience will get you far, Fingmi”
He spoke as she reached him, her eyes pointed at the ground as though ashamed.
“Stand up”
She obeyed, soon feeling her hair roughly grabbed as Anoteros pulled her closer to him.
“Your Alrin is probably desperate to get you back without you even having a hair on your head touched… Let’s make sure you’re the furthest away from this state as possible, alright?”
He pushed her face against his, claiming her first kiss as his tongue invaded her mouth. His free hand went and grabbed her small but alluring backside, squeezing and pulling on it without regard as to how it might feel for Fingmi. She groaned as her weak hands pushed against his powerful pectorals.
It was no use. The kiss only ended when Edrick decided that it was going to end.
With one hand still grasping her brown hair, he made Fingmi kneel.
“You know what to do, you’ve already done it before”
Warm tears were already flowing down her face as he slapped her across the face several times with his manhood. The second she opened her mouth, he shoved his entire length down her throat. His hips slammed repeatedly against her face.
“Look up at me”
Fingmi obeyed, her crystal blue eyes looking directly up at her dominant and rough master. Her eyes were pleading, like those of a puppy... This only further excited the noble, who became even harder.
The girl’s throat was used for several minutes, and she wasn’t even granted a single drop of elixir by the end of it… She was only roughly pulled upward by her hair and thrown onto a bed, where she felt Edrick's big, rugged hands strongly grasp her frail body and limbs, as his massive sceptre came slamming against her abdomen.
“P-Please… Don-Aaaah!”
He did not listen. There was no foreplay–There was no warning. He used Balls To The Wall immediately to go as deep as possible, claiming the purity of her pink palace in the blink of an eye… Better yet, he did his best to control Balls To The Wall in a way to ensure that while he would go beyond the natural depths, the pain would still be present in some capacity…
A shrill, most pleasant-to-the-ears cry spread out through the basement area–Echoing from the room through the open door into the hallways. Edrick felt his lower brain twitch and bulk up in response...
This was it. He hadn’t committed a proper act of ‘Viot’–As they sometimes called it in this world–For so long. He ignited too much pleasure in his partners... So even if it was supposed to be a Viot at the start, it ended up becoming something else as his mate would lose themselves in the pleasure.
Here, this wasn’t happening... And Edrick would do his best to ensure that Fingmi wouldn’t have pleasure rise to her head and make her forget what the situation was.
He smiled.
“All that fuss, but look at you, you little whore… All wet and ready!”
His thrusts began without pause…