"Form a line," Naruto ordered, and everyone in the room instantly obeyed. The order was a wave of irresistible authority, a non-negotiable decree that was met with instant, unthinking compliance. The women, a beautiful, broken collection of sluts, crawled to their designated spots. They separated, forming two distinct, yet equally submissive, groups.
The men moved with a clumsy, desperate shame. Riser, still a whimpering, twitching mess from his orgasm, was pushed and prodded by an invisible force of shame into a line. His face was a mottled, purpling mask of humiliation, his eyes wide and unfocused. He knelt, his body a trembling heap of defeat, a king dethroned. Next to him, Kiba, the proud Knight, knelt with his head bowed, a picture of broken dignity. And finally, Issei, the Red Dragon Emperor, was a pathetic, whimpering mess who had been reduced to a shell of his former self. They were a trinity of defeat, a pathetic, whimpering chorus line of broken men, a clear, undeniable testament to Naruto's absolute power.
On the other side of him, the women knelt. They were a sea of naked, glistening flesh, a beautiful, broken collection of sluts. Rias, Asia, Akeno, and Koneko, the original members of his growing collection, knelt with a practiced, submissive grace. They were followed by the conquered women of the Phenex clan, their bodies a mess of cum, sweat, and shame, their faces flushed with a mixture of humiliation and a desperate, overwhelming need to please their new master. They were a living, breathing harem, a clear, undeniable sign of the new power dynamic in the Underworld.
Naruto stood between them, a towering, dominant figure. He looked down at the pathetic, whimpering forms of the men, then over at the beautiful, submissive collection of women. A slow, deliberate smirk spread across his face. He was a king, a god, and this ruined Student Council room was his new throne.
Then, he looked up, his gaze locking onto the glowing, magic circle that was floating in the corner of the room: the Rating Game's camera, which was broadcasting everything.
"Listen up," he said, his voice a low, confident drawl that was a stark, terrifying contrast to the whimpering, pathetic sounds of the defeated men. His gaze was fixed on the camera, a direct, unblinking challenge to the entire underworld. "To everyone watching. To all the devils, the angels, the fallen, and anyone else who thinks they're tough shit."
He paused, letting the full weight of his words sink in, a silent, predatory stillness that was more intimidating than any shout.
"This is what happens," he continued, a slow, deliberate emphasis on each word that made the women tremble with a fresh, overwhelming wave of arousal. "This is what happens to men who get on my bad side. I don't just beat them. I don't just kill them. I take their women. I break their spirits. I turn them into pathetic, whimpering cucks, forced to jerk off in the corner while I fuck what used to be theirs."
He gestured dismissively towards the line of broken men. A gesture of absolute contempt. "These three... they thought they were men. They thought they were powerful. But they were nothing. They're nothing now."
Riser whimpered, a pathetic, high-pitched sound that was a clear, undeniable sign of his shattered pride. His face was a mottled, purpling mask of shame and a desperate, overwhelming need.
Naruto's smirk widened. He reached down, his large hand moving with a speed and a possessiveness that left no one in the room, or watching, in any doubt of his intentions. He tangled his fingers in Ravel's long, blond drills, a rough, possessive grip that made her gasp, a sharp, sudden intake of breath that was a mix of pain and a sudden, overwhelming pleasure.
He lifted her into the air, a single, effortless display of impossible strength that made Riser's blood run cold. She dangled from his grip, her small, delicate body a perfect, vulnerable offering. Her legs kicked feebly, a pathetic, desperate motion that made her look like a captured bird. Her face was a mask of shock and intense arousal, her cheeks flushed a deep, adorable shade of red.
"This," Naruto growled, a low, dominant rumble that was a direct address to the camera. "This is Ravel Phenex. Of the Phenex Clan. A noble devil. A member of a proud, ancient lineage. She's a member of this pathetic cucks peerage."
He gave Riser a casual kick, makinh the defeated King whimper with a fresh wave of humiliation. Riser looked up, a desperate, pleading look in his eyes as he watched the fate of his bishop unfold. The sight of her, dangling and helpless in the grip of the man who had broken him, was a raw, primal assault on his senses. The shame was a crushing weight, a perverse, twisted thrill that made his traitorous cock, which had just spent a massive load, start to twitch with a new, forbidden interest.
"But to me," Naruto continued, his tone a dismissive, contemptuous drawl that sent a shiver down Ravel's spine. "She's nothing. She's just a toy. A warm, tight hole for me to use."
He adjusted his grip, a single, brutal motion that made her gasp. He held her up, her small, delicate body poised above his massive, throbbing cock, which was glistening with the combined juices of Yubelluna and the other women he had claimed. The head, a swollen, angry-looking mushroom cap, was aimed directly at her small, virgin pussy. The size difference was stark, a terrifying, impossible mismatch that made her entire body tense with a mixture of nervousness and a desperate, overwhelming need.
"I'm going to show everyone," he said, a direct address to the camera that made the women watching whimper with a fresh, desperate wave of arousal. "I'm going to show you all what happens to the women of weak men. They become the property of the strong. They become onaholes. They become cumdumps."
And with that, he slammed her down.
The movement was a single, brutal, unforgiving thrust. It was a raw, primal invasion that made her entire body convulse. A loud, piercing scream tore from her lips, a sound that was a mix of overwhelming pleasure that was so intense it was almost religious. The tight, resistant walls of her virgin pussy were no match for his raw, primal power. He tore through her, a brutal, unstoppable force that claimed a part of her that no one else ever had.
She was impossibly tight, a hot, velvety glove that squeezed him with a desperate, panicked strength. He could feel her hymen tear, a brief, sharp resistance that gave way to a warm, wet flood of her own blood and juices. The sensation was a potent, intoxicating drug, a clear, undeniable sign of her complete and utter conquest.
He didn't give her a chance to adjust. He didn't give her a moment to catch her breath. He started to fuck her, using her petite, delicate body like a living, breathing onahole. He lifted her up and slammed her down with a brutal, relentless rhythm that was designed to break her, and to mold her into the perfect, submissive fucktoy he wanted her to be. Her small, medium-sized breasts bounced and jiggled with each brutal impact, a hypnotic, erotic sight that made his cock throb with a fresh, desperate wave of arousal. Her legs kicked feebly in the air, a pathetic, desperate motion that was a clear sign of her complete and utter helplessness.
Her screams were a symphony of submission, a beautiful, desperate chorus of pleasure and pain. "YES! MASTER! IT'S SO BIG! IT'S SPLITTING ME IN HALF! DON'T STOP! PLEASE, DON'T EVER STOP! FUCK ME! USE ME! I'M YOURS! I'M YOUR SLUT!"
The words were a confession, a final, crushing admission of her defeat. The sweet, innocent Bishop was gone, replaced by a screaming, begging slut who was desperate for the cock of the man who had claimed her.
Naruto looked over at the line of broken men, a cruel, triumphant smirk on his face. His gaze locked onto Riser, the pathetic, whimpering King whose sister was now being brutally fucked in the air like a common whore.
"You see this?" Naruto grunted, a low, dominant rumble that was a direct, humiliating address to the defeated Phenex. He punctuated his words with a particularly brutal thrust, a powerful, upward motion that made Ravel scream with a fresh jolt of pleasure. "This is your peerage member, and a member of your clan. The sweet, innocent girl you were supposed to protect. And now... she's my onahole."
He looked down at Ravel's face, a twisted mask of pure ecstasy. "Tell your brother, Ravel. Tell him who you belong to now."
"YES! RISER-NII-SAMA!" Ravel screamed, her voice a raw, hoarse cry that was a complete and utter betrayal of her family and her clan. "I BELONG TO HIM! I BELONG TO MASTER! HIS COCK IS SO MUCH BETTER THAN ANYTHING! HE'S BROKEN ME! I'M HIS SLUT! HIS ONAHOLE! PLEASE, RISER-NII-SAMA, WATCH! WATCH ME GET FUCKED! WATCH ME BECOME HIS!"
The words were a final, crushing blow. A dagger, twisting in the wound of Riser's shattered soul. He watched, his face a mask of horror and a desperate, overwhelming shame, as Ravel screamed her submission to the enemy.
His hand, moving with a will of its own, started to stroke. He couldn't help it. The sight was a raw, primal assault on his senses. The shame was a crushing weight, a perverse, twisted thrill that made his balls ache with a desperate need for release.
"Look at him," Naruto taunted, a low, mocking drawl that sent a shiver down Riser's spine. He punctuated his words with a particularly brutal thrust, a powerful, upward motion that made Ravel's entire body convulse with a fresh jolt of pleasure. "Look at your 'King.' He's nothing but a pathetic cuck, jerking off in the corner while I breed his sister. Are you going to cum, Riser? Are you going to cum while I fuck her? While I claim her as mine?"
The words were a command, a law that Riser's body had to obey. The combination of the sight of Ravel being brutally fucked, the potent, intoxicating scent of the incense, and the raw, primal humiliation of Naruto's taunts was a sensory overload that he could no longer withstand.
"Yes..." Riser groaned, and Naruto grinned widely.
"Stop him, Akeno," Naruto commanded with a dismissive wave, and Akeno instantly stepped forward from the line of sluts, her movements fluid and predatory. Her face was a mask of cruel, sadistic delight as she approached the pathetic, masturbating Phenex.
Riser's eyes widened in a sudden, sharp panic.
"N-No! Wait! I was so close! I'm gonna cum!" he stammered, a pathetic, desperate plea that was a clear sign of his complete and utter desperation. His hand, moving with a frantic, clumsy rhythm, was a blur of motion, a desperate attempt to chase the release that was so tantalizingly close.
Akeno just chuckled, a low, melodic sound that was both beautiful and incredibly cruel. She reached out, her small, surprisingly strong hand clamping down on his wrist with a grip that was both painful and inescapable.
"Ah, ah, ah," she purred, her tone a mocking taunt that sent a shiver down Riser's spine.
"Only master's sluts get to cum. And you, my dear Riser-sama," she said, her voice dripping with a venomous sarcasm, "are definitely not one of the master's sluts. You're just a cuck."
Her other hand came down, a sharp, stinging slap across his face that made him whimper with a fresh, sharp wave of humiliation. The impact was a jolt, a sudden, painful reminder of his new, pathetic status. He tried to pull away, to break her grip, but it was no use. She was too strong, her hold too firm. He was trapped, a pathetic, desperate animal caught in a cruel, inescapable trap.
"P-Please... Akeno-sama... I was so close..." he whimpered, a pathetic, desperate plea that was a clear, undeniable sign of his shattered pride.
"Pathetic," Akeno scoffed, a dismissive sneer. "You're a King, aren't you? Or at least, you were. Now look at you. Begging for release from a woman who used to be your enemies Queen. What would your dear mother say if she could see you now?"
The mention of his mother, the powerful and proud Lady Phenex, was a final, crushing blow. A fresh wave of shame washed over him, a hot, suffocating blanket that made him want to disappear. He could feel the cum churning in his balls, a painful, aching pressure that was a desperate, pleading reminder of what he had lost. He was so close, a hairsbreadth away from the release he so desperately craved, but it was a release he would never be allowed to have.
Naruto watched the exchange, a smug, triumphant smirk on his face. The sight of Riser, the arrogant Phenex King, now denied orgasm by the woman he had once wanted to claim as a slave, was a potent, intoxicating drug that made the hazy, lust-filled fog in his mind grow even thicker. He looked down at Ravel, her small, delicate body still impaled on his massive, throbbing cock. Her screams had subsided into soft, breathy whimpers, a clear, undeniable sign of her complete and utter submission.
He could feel her walls clenching around him, a desperate, hungry grip that was a sign of her own impending orgasm. The combination of her tight, velvety heat, the sight of Riser's pathetic, denied state, and the potent, intoxicating scent of the incense was a sensory overload that he could no longer withstand.
"You see that, Riser?" Naruto grunted, a low, dominant rumble that sent a shiver down Riser's spine. He punctuated his words with a particularly brutal thrust, a powerful, upward motion that made Ravel's entire body convulse with pleasure. "This is what you'll never have again. This is what a real orgasm, one inside a woman, feels like."
With a deep, guttural groan, he exploded.
A thick, powerful torrent of cum erupted from the tip of his cock, a forceful explosion that filled Ravel's small, tight body to the brim. It was a warm, sticky flood that made her entire body convulse with a mind-shattering orgasm. Her back arched, a perfect, delicate curve that pushed her medium-sized breasts forward, a perfect, inviting target. Her walls clenched around him, a desperate, hungry grip that milked him for every last drop.
The sheer volume of his seed was too much for her small, petite body to contain. It started to leak out, a warm, white river that trickled down her thighs, a glistening, degrading mark of his ownership. The sight was a masterpiece of dominance, a clear, undeniable declaration of his absolute power.
And then, he was done.
He tossed her aside, a dismissive, contemptuous gesture that made her gasp with a sudden, sharp loss. She landed on the floor with a soft, pathetic thud, a boneless, whimpering mess. His seed continued to leak from her used, abused pussy, a glistening river of ownership that pooled on the polished floor beneath her. She was a discarded toy, a used-up onahole, a clear, undeniable reminder of the fleeting nature of her purpose.
Naruto didn't even glance at her. His attention had already shifted. His gaze swept over the line of kneeling, submissive sluts, a king surveying his collection. It landed on Rias, a smoldering, possessive look in his eyes. She was the prize, the original target, the one who had started this all. And now, it was time to claim her, in the most public, most humiliating way possible.
He took a step towards her, a slow, deliberate advance that made her entire body tense with a desperate, overwhelming need. He reached down, his large hands moving with a speed and a possessiveness that left her no time to react. He grabbed her by her hair, a rough, possessive grip that made her whimper with a sharp, sudden jolt of pleasure and submission.
He dragged her forward, a single, brutal motion that left her scrambling to keep up. He positioned her in the center of the room, in front of the glowing, magic circle, a clear, undeniable stage for the final act of this humiliating drama. He tossed her to the ground, a casual, dismissive gesture that made her land with a soft, pathetic thud, her ass raised high in the air, a perfect, submissive offering.
He turned to the camera, a smug, triumphant smirk on his face. He gestured down at the whimpering, submissive form of the Gremory heiress.
"And this," he said, "This is Rias Gremory. The Proud Heiress to the Gremory Clan. A noble devil. One of the most sought-after women in the Underworld."
He then looked over at Riser, a cruel, mocking glint in his eyes.
"And this, my dear cuck," he said, a low, taunting drawl that sent a fresh wave of humiliation washing over the defeated Phenex. "This was your fiancée. The woman you were supposed to marry. The woman who was supposed to be yours. But she's not yours anymore. She's mine."
He turned his attention back to Rias, a commanding, expectant look in his eyes.
"Beg for it," he commanded, a low, dominant rumble that made her entire body tremble with a desperate, overwhelming need. "Beg for my cock. Show everyone what a desperate, horny slut you've become. Show your 'fiance' what he's lost."
Rias looked up, her face a beautiful, desperate mess. Her crimson hair was a tangled, messy halo around her head, her cheeks flushed a deep, adorable shade of red. Her eyes, wide and pleading, were locked onto the massive, glistening cock that was poised above her, a beacon of pleasure that drew her in like a moth to a flame.
The command was a law that her body had to obey. She was a slut, a desperate, horny bitch who was willing to debase herself in the most shameless way imaginable for the chance to be fucked by her new master.
"Please... Naruto-sama..." she whimpered, her voice a trembling, breathy whisper that was filled with a need so intense it was almost painful. "Please... fuck this useless pig. This... this mutt... this horse... I'm nothing. I'm a pathetic, desperate slut who doesn't deserve to even look at your magnificent cock. But... but I need it. I need it more than I need to breathe. Please... use me. Breed me. Let this worthless animal serve some purpose. Let me be your cumdump. I'll do anything. I'll do whatever you want. Just... just please... put it in me..."
Her words were a final, crushing admission of her defeat. The proud, noble Gremory heiress was gone, replaced by a whimpering, begging slut who was desperate for the cock of the man who had broken her.
Naruto's smirk widened, a look of pure, triumphant satisfaction on his face. He had done it. He had completely and utterly broken the proud Rias Gremory. He had turned her into a whimpering, begging mess of submission, a clear, undeniable sign of his absolute power.
He reached down, his large hands moving with a slow, deliberate possessiveness. He grabbed her hips, a firm, possessive grip that made her entire body tense with a fresh, overwhelming wave of arousal. He lifted her, positioning her so that her perfect, round ass was raised high in the air, a perfect, submissive offering.
Then, he brought his foot down. The sole of his foot came to rest on the back of her head, pressing her face against the cool, polished floor. The pressure was immense, a crushing weight that made it hard for her to breathe, a painful, dominant display of power that made her pussy clench with a desperate, overwhelming need.
"You see this?" Naruto grunted, a low, dominant rumble that was a direct, humiliating address to the defeated Phenex. He gestured down at the whimpering, submissive form of the Gremory heiress. "This is your fiancée. And she's begging for my cock. She's degrading herself, calling herself a pig, a mutt, just for the chance to be fucked by a real man. While you, the great Riser Phenex, can't even touch your own pathetic little cock without my permission."
He looked down at Rias, a smug, triumphant smirk on his face. He could feel her trembling beneath his foot, a clear, undeniable sign of her submission and her desperate, overwhelming need.
With a single, brutal thrust, he impaled her. He slammed into her, a raw, primal invasion that made her entire body convulse. A loud, muffled scream tore from her lips, the sound distorted by the floor pressed against her face. The pain was sharp, intense, but it was immediately overwhelmed by a pleasure so overwhelming, so mind-shattering, that it made her entire body convulse. Her back arched, her walls clenching around him in a desperate, hungry grip that made him groan with a deep, rumbling satisfaction.
He started to move, a brutal, relentless rhythm that was designed to break her, to mold her into the perfect, submissive fucktoy he wanted her to be. Each thrust was a powerful, fleshy impact that made her perfect, round ass jiggle and ripple, a hypnotic, erotic sight that made the watching harem tremble with a jealous, desperate arousal. Then, he raised his other hand.
SMACK!
The sound was a loud, fleshy crack that echoed in the ruined room, cutting through the haze of lust and submission. Rias let out a sharp, surprised gasp that melted into a low, guttural moan. The impact was a jolt, a sudden, stinging heat that spread through her entire body. Her hips jerked forward, a sudden, involuntary motion that made her whimper with a fresh, jolt of pleasure.
SMACK!
Another brutal spank landed on the other cheek, leaving a matching, angry red handprint. The pain was a sharp, stinging fire, but it was a fire that only fueled her arousal, a perverse, twisted thrill that made her walls clench around him with a desperate, hungry need.
"Like that, you worthless pig?" he growled, a low, dominant rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. He punctuated his words with another brutal spank, a powerful, fleshy impact that made her entire body convulse. "This is what you get for being a pathetic, desperate slut. This is what you get for choosing a real man over that pathetic cuck over there."
He gestured dismissively towards Riser, a clear, undeniable sign of his contempt. The Phenex King watched, his face a mask of horror and a desperate, overwhelming shame. He saw the way Naruto's massive cock disappeared into Rias's tight, willing pussy, saw the way her perfect, round ass jiggled and rippled with each brutal thrust, saw the look of pure ecstasy on her face, even with it pressed against the floor.
His hand, moving with a will of its own, started to stroke. He couldn't help it. The sight was a raw, primal assault on his senses. The shame was a crushing weight, a perverse, twisted thrill that made his balls ache with a desperate need for release.
But he wasn't the only one.
Issei and Kiba, the two pathetic, broken Devils who had been kneeling at his side, were also affected. They watched, their faces a mask of shock and a dawning, terrifying arousal. The sight of their King being brutally fucked in front of them was a potent, intoxicating drug that made their traitorous cocks spring to life.
"Look at them," Naruto commanded, a low, mocking drawl that sent a shiver down their spines. He punctuated his words with a particularly brutal thrust, a powerful, sharp motion that made Rias's entire body convulse with pleasure. "They're getting hard watching me fuck their King. They want to be me. They want to be the one fucking her. But they can't. They're just like you. They're cucks."
He looked over at them, a cruel, challenging glint in his eyes. "You two. I want you to jerk off. I want you to stroke your pathetic little cocks while I fuck your King. I want you to see what a real man can do. And when I'm done, I want you to beg for permission to cum. But you won't get it. Not until I say so."
The command was a law that their bodies had to obey. They were pathetic, desperate cucks, and their bodies were now slaves to the pleasure of the man who had defeated them. Their hands, moving with a will of their own, reached down and wrapped around their throbbing, aching members. They started to stroke, a clumsy, desperate rhythm that was a clear, undeniable sign of their complete and utter defeat.
Naruto watched them, a smug, triumphant smirk on his face. The sight of the two pathetic Devils, stroking their cocks while he fucked their King, was a potent, intoxicating drug that made the hazy, lust-filled fog in his mind grow even thicker. He looked down at Rias, her perfect, round ass jiggling and rippling with each brutal impact, and felt a fresh, overwhelming surge of lust.
He looked back at the camera, a direct, unblinking challenge to the entire Underworld.
"This is a message," he said, a low, confident drawl that was a final, crushing declaration of his dominance. "This is a message to every man, every Devil, every being who thinks they have power. This is what happens when you cross me. I don't just beat you. I don't just kill you. I take what's yours. I take your women. I take your pride."
He gestured to the pathetic, whimpering forms of Riser, Kiba, and Issei.
"I turn you into this. Pathetic, whimpering cucks, jerking off in the corner while I fuck what was supposed to be yours. And you know what? You'll thank me for it. You'll beg me for it. Because in the end, you'll know that this is your place. You'll know that this is all you're good for."
He looked down at Rias, his foot still pressed firmly against the back of her head.
"And the women," he continued, a low, dominant rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. "You'll end up like her. You'll offer yourselves up to me, begging for more pleasure, as I give you what your husbands never could."
With that, he focused back on the task at hand. His pace quickened, a brutal, relentless rhythm that was designed to push him and Rias to the brink. His hips were a blur of motion, a piston of raw power that made her entire body convulse with each brutal impact. Her perfect, round ass, a canvas of red, stinging handprints, jiggled and rippled, a hypnotic, erotic sight that made the watching harem tremble with a jealous, desperate arousal.
He spanked her again, a sharp, stinging impact that made her scream, a muffled, desperate sound of pure ecstasy. He was marking her, claiming her in a way that was both brutal and intimate, a clear, undeniable declaration of his ownership. Each spank was a punctuation mark in the brutal symphony of their fucking, a reminder of her submission and his absolute power.
He looked over at the three pathetic cuck Devils, their hands moving with a frantic, desperate rhythm. Their faces were flushed, their bodies tense, a clear, undeniable sign of their impending release. He could see it in their eyes, a desperate, pleading look that was a silent, unspoken question.
"Not yet," he commanded, a casual, dismissive order that made them all flinch with a sharp, sudden jolt of fear. His gaze swept over the harem, a king surveying his subjects. "Asia. Koneko. Don't let them cum."
The two girls, who had been watching with wide, jealous eyes, scrambled to obey. Their movements were fluid and graceful, a perfect display of their shared desire to please their master.
Asia, her face a mask of sweet, innocent submission, crawled towards Issei. Her small, delicate hands reached out, a gentle yet firm pressure that made him gasp. She wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, a possessive, constricting grip that was a clear, undeniable barrier to his release.
"N-No... Asia-chan... please..." he whimpered, a pathetic, desperate plea that was a clear, undeniable sign of his complete and utter desperation. "I was so close... please... just let me..."
Her only response was a gentle, but firm squeeze, a painful, pleasurable pressure that made him whimper with a fresh wave of frustration. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and innocent, a clear, undeniable sign of her new, sadistic purpose. She was no longer the sweet, timid nun he once knew. She was a slave to her master's will, a gatekeeper of pleasure who was denying him the release he so desperately craved.
Koneko, her expression still stoic and impassive, moved towards Kiba. Her small, surprisingly strong hand clamped down on his balls, a painful, possessive grip that made him yelp with a sharp, sudden jolt of pain.
"Pathetic," she scoffed, a dismissive sneer that made him whimper with a fresh wave of humiliation. "You can't even control your own pathetic little cock. You're just a desperate, horny animal, a mutt in heat who can't stop humping the air."
Her grip tightened, a sharp, painful pressure that was a clear, undeniable reminder of her control. He was trapped, a pathetic, desperate animal caught in a cruel, inescapable trap. The pleasure he was chasing was now a source of intense, frustrating pain, a clear, undeniable sign of his complete and utter submission.
Finally, Akeno reached down, grabbing Riser's cock with a firm, painful grip.
"You're not allowed to cum either," Akeno purred, a sadistic smirk on her face, as Riser's face turned white with fear.
"No... please..." Riser begged, but Akeno just smirked as she started to pump her hand up and down Riser's cock. Riser let out a pained, confused moan as his cock was being stroked by Akeno's skilled, sadistic hands. The pleasure was immense, but the knowledge that he wasn't allowed to cum was a frustrating, painful reminder of his new, pathetic status. He was being pleasured by his hand, but she was moving painfully slow, and would never let him cum.
Naruto watched the pathetic, whimpering devils with a triumphant smirk on his face. The sight of the three men, all denied release, their bodies a trembling, desperate mess of frustration and a desperate, overwhelming need, was a potent, intoxicating drug that made the hazy, lust-filled fog in his mind grow even thicker.
He looked down at Rias, her perfect, round ass still raised high in the air, a canvas of red, stinging handprints. He could feel her walls clenching around him, a desperate, hungry grip that was a sign of her own impending orgasm. The combination of her tight, velvety heat, the sight of the frustrated, denied men, and the potent, intoxicating scent of the incense was a sensory overload that he could no longer withstand.
"You see that?" he grunted, a low, dominant rumble that sent a shiver down their spines. He punctuated his words with a particularly brutal thrust, a powerful, upward motion that made Rias's entire body convulse with pleasure. "This is what you'll never have again. This is what a real orgasm, one inside a woman, feels like."
He looked directly at the camera, his gaze a cold, hard challenge.
"And this," he said, a slow, deliberate emphasis on each word, "is the face of your new King. The face of the man who took your women, and your pride."
With a deep, guttural groan, he exploded.
A thick, powerful torrent of cum erupted from the tip of his cock, a forceful explosion that filled Rias's tight, willing body to the brim. It was a warm, sticky flood that made her entire body convulse with a mind-shattering orgasm. Her back arched, a perfect, delicate curve that made her entire body go rigid. A loud, muffled scream tore from her lips, a raw, desperate cry of pure ecstasy. Her walls clenched around him, a desperate, hungry grip that milked him for every last drop.
He pulled out of her, leaving her a boneless, whimpering mess on the floor, a thick, white river of his seed leaking from her used, abused pussy, a glistening, degrading mark of his ownership.
"See that?" Naruto mocked, as he looked over at the frustrated, denied men, "That's a real orgasm. Not like you pathetic cucks will ever feel. No one who ever goes against me will be anything but a cuck."
He looked over at the harem, his gaze sweeping over the women one final time, before he gave a firm nod.
The Rating Game was over, and Riser Phenex's peerage had been entirely claimed.
Chapter End
Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed. There are 5 more chapters on Subscribestar.adult/Nappar