Infinite Dimension Physique: Rise of The Lustful Devil-Chapter 219: Starting the conquest by conquering a Divine throat (R-18)

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Chapter 219: Starting the conquest by conquering a Divine throat (R-18)

"Heh, only six inches are in. There are five more to go!"

Ophelia’s eyes widened in horror when she heard his words. Only six inches and five more to go?

His length had already entered half her throat; didn’t that mean it would enter her chest at this rate?

Rahu’s grip around her tightened; it wasn’t cruel but overbearing. He held her head impaled on his shaft, her struggling face stuck, beautifully ruined.

"Heh, breathe through your nose. You are doing well for the first time."

Ophelia tried; her throat expanded and contracted around his dick. Inch by inch, he was entering deep inside her.

Thick globes of saliva dripped down her large breasts, coating them completely. It even pooled between her legs.

Rahu groaned in pleasure...Yes, this was it. Why was he always planning and scheming? Why was he always chasing power? Why was he the most evil and horrible person to his enemies?

The answer was Ophelia’s mouth. If he didn’t have the power, how could Ophelia willingly wrap her lips around his shaft?

This was the peak...The Primordial Peak of power.

His dick pulsed inside her vibrating throat; her throat was being thoroughly abused and explored.

He pulled back to hear her desperate gasp. With a smile, he drove forward again, far deeper than before.

His head had already met the bottom of her esophagus, demanding entry. Ophelia’s eyes rolled back in her head as fresh tears dropped down her cheeks.

She was mortal...if not for her absurd willpower, she would have passed out already. The Golden light emitted from his dick made matters worse.

Her pain had numbed, and her sensitivity had increased several-fold.

Right then, he had entered eight inches deep in her throat. Her jaw ached, muscles trembling from the sprain. Every swallow she attempted only tightened her throat muscles further around his dick. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Look at me."

Rahu smiled when he saw how elegant and arrogant her face was ruined; she was even glaring at him.

Through her blurry eyes, she saw his lazy smirk and glowing violet irises. He looked divine...and merciless.

He rose to his feet and began to move, his thrusts slow and controlled at first. But he picked up the pace when he felt she had adapted.

"Guck...Guckkk...Gckkkk"

Ophelia was almost on the verge of fainting from the pleasure and loss of air, her throat unintentionally producing obscene, wet gluck glucks.

Her hands clawed at his thighs: not to press him away...but to pull him in deeper.

"Heh, looks like Azaria finally has a competitor."

The base of his cock touched her swollen lips, and her nose pressed against his groin.

Ophelia’s entire body shuddered from pleasure and humiliation; she could feel her ancient flower clench uselessly around...nothing.

Rahu held her there. For a few seconds, he just stood there.

"Should we make this more fun? A small punishment for your behaviour."

Rahu smirked down at her. Hearing his words, Ophelia’s already confused eyes rolled at the center.

Rahu snapped his fingers!

The confusion vanished in a single horrifying instant as she felt twelve auras in the room. They...they were the Elders!

"Huh?"

"What is happening? How come I have teleported here all of a sudden?"

"W-Wait! I-I couldn’t move!"

One of the Elders suddenly screamed as he felt his entire body glued to the small throne. Even their heads were sealed.

Just then...

SCHLORP...HURK...Gckk!! GLUCK-GLUCK-GLUCK...

"T-This..SECT MASTER!?"

Ophelia desperately shook her head, her eyes pleading intensely. But Rahu didn’t even look at her face.

He kept thrusting inside her throat. With a wide grin, he opened his mouth.

"Dear Elders, this is your favourite disciple—Rahu. The reason I have summoned you all here is to inform you that, from this moment on. Ophelia Selphira Delphia is no longer the Sect Leader. Instead, her successor, I am the Leader of the Divine Sword Sect!"

He announced arrogantly, all while Ophelia’s gucks echoed in the background.

The Elders were shocked when they heard his words.

"BASTARD!! Leave the Sect Master alone!!"

A roar echoed from the front throne; it was Elder Tristan Blade. He stood as Yueshan’s rival, a high-ranking Elder of the Divine Sword Sect

"Bitch, I am not here to ask for your permission. I have summoned you here to inform you."

Saying that, he waved his hand. A golden orchid materialised in front of each elder. This was another type of orchid. Although the function was fundamentally the same as the purple orchid...this one was a bit different.

The purple ones were only reserved for his loved ones and slaves. The Golden ones were far more dangerous and evil.

It takes every ounce of freedom from cultivators...handing it to Rahu. He could do as he pleased with them.

In a single second, the orchid entered their mouths...Sealing their fates.

The moment the orchid entered their mouths, their eyes glowed in a golden light.

"HEIL LORD RAHU!!!’

Tristan shouted!

"HEIL THE MASTER!!!!’

"HEIL LORD RAHU!!!’

The rest of the Elders roared with enthusiasm...Ophelia’s heart thundered when she heard this. Her throat was still sore. Her throat had long since molded itself to adapt to him.

She was like a living and spasming sheath that fluttered helplessly around every thrust.

The Elder’s frenzied chants blended with her choked gags...A wide grin stretched past his lips.

"Ah, Ophelia, your throat is my first step to conquer this wretched continent."

Her eyes were longer present, her thighs trembled in submission as she tried to pull him more and more.

The Radiant Monarch Physique was truly terrifying.

Rahu groaned, "That’s it...milk my dick with that Divine throat of yours."

With a last thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, her nose folding against his groin as her throat bulged obscenely.

He held it right there and came inside her, pouring his milk directly into her stomach. Her body convulsed as she was drowning in her own pond of saliva; the brand behind her back pulsed in approval.

GULP GULP GULP

She swallowed his milk spasmingly. Finally, a few minutes later, he withdrew. Leaving her coughing and gasping desperately.

Gripping her head, he turned her cum smeared face to the kneeling Elders.

"You and your Divine Sword Sect belong to me now."