Villain's Breeding System: Evolving 999+ Harem into an SSS-Rank Legion-Chapter 93 - Manipulating the Fresh One

She meant Hana. Couldn’t even say the name. Just knew that Gareth’s mother was different. Tighter. More toned. The kind of mature beauty that came from discipline and self-care rather than neglect and abuse.

Raven’s fingers rubbed her clit in brutal circles. His mouth never stopped working on her breast. Sucking. Biting. Marking her pale skin with red welts and teeth imprints.

"What else," he demanded between sucks. "Tell me her habits. Her schedule. When is she alone?"

"Mornings!" Yuna gasped. Her hips were fully grinding now, humping his hand like a bitch in heat. "She does yoga at dawn in her private studio! Then goes to the farmland around eight! Stays there until... until afternoon! She’s always alone because the workers don’t arrive until later and—’AH-!’"

His teeth clamped down on her nipple and ’pulled’.

Stretched the sensitive nub until it felt like it might tear off.

Yuna’s scream was silent this time. Her mouth opened wide but no sound came out. Just drool. Just desperate, broken gasping.

And then he ’lifted’ her.

Both hands gripped her hips. Raised her up slightly—maybe an inch or two—giving Hana just the smallest bit of breathing room.

But even with that space, Hana didn’t retreat.

Instead, her hand moved.

Through the haze of pleasure and oxygen deprivation, Hana’s trembling fingers searched the tile floor. Found the two pink capsule vibrators that had fallen from her nipples earlier.

Her fingers closed around them.

And then—with deliberate, precise movement—she reached up.

One vibrator pressed directly against Yuna’s tight slit. Right above the entrance to her virgin pussy. The sealed, unbloomed flower that Raven had assessed earlier.

"’Wh-what are you—’"

’BZZZZZZZ’

Hana turned it on.

"’AHHHHHHH-!’"

Yuna’s entire body seized. The vibration against her clit—against the most sensitive part of her body that had never been touched by anything but her own scared, guilty fingers—was ’too much’.

Her vision whited out. Her pussy clenched and leaked. Her thighs clamped around Hana’s head, trapping the older woman in place.

But Hana wasn’t done.

She ’pulled’ the vibrator back. Wet with Yuna’s juice. Glistening.

And pushed it against Yuna’s asshole.

"’NO-!’"

The tight ring of muscle resisted. Clenched. But Hana’s fingers were insistent. Pressing. Circling. Using Yuna’s own pussy juice as lubricant.

And then—with a sudden, brutal push—it ’entered’.

"’HNNNNNNGH-!’"

Yuna’s scream was guttural. Animalistic. Her virgin ass had never been touched. Never been breached. The sensation of something vibrating inside her most forbidden hole made her brain short-circuit.

Her hands clawed at Raven’s shoulders, nails digging in hard enough to leave marks.

But he just chuckled. Kept sucking her tit. Kept marking her body with his mouth.

Below, Hana moved again.

The second vibrator.

She pressed it against Yuna’s pussy. Against that tight, sealed entrance.

And ’pushed’.

It didn’t go inside. The entrance was too tight. Too small. Protected by her intact hymen.

But it lodged right at the opening. Buzzing. Vibrating against the thin membrane that marked her as untouched.

"’C-CAN’T-!’" Yuna sobbed. "’TOO MUCH-!’"

Her pussy was leaking uncontrollably now. A steady stream running down over the vibrator, over Hana’s hand, dripping onto Hana’s face.

And then Hana did something that made Yuna’s mind completely shatter.

She reached between her own legs. Pulled aside the crotch of her soaked jeans. Ripped away the adhesive bandage that had been sealing her pussy—the one Raven had placed there earlier to keep the vibrator inside.

The bandage came away soaked. Dripping with Hana’s cum and pussy juice. The scent was overwhelming. Musky. Sweet. Wrong.

And Hana took that used, filthy bandage.

And ’stuck’ it over Yuna’s pussy.

Sealed the vibrator in place. Pressed it tight against Yuna’s virgin entrance. Made sure it wouldn’t fall out.

"’NO-NONONONO-!’"

Yuna’s protest was meaningless. Her body was betraying her. Her hips were grinding. Her ass was clenching around the vibrator inside it. Her pussy was pulsing, trying desperately to suck the other vibrator deeper despite the hymen blocking the way.

She was sitting on Hana’s head now. Fully seated. Her ass crack sealing the anal vibrator in place. Pressing down on Hana’s skull.

And Hana—despite the crushing weight, despite the cock still lodged in her throat—focused back on her task.

Her jaw ached. Her throat burned. Her lungs screamed for more air even with Raven’s magic sustaining her.

But she ’worked’.

Pulled her face back slightly. Just enough to expose more of his shaft. And then ’slammed’ forward.

Deep throat. All the way. Her nose crushing against his pelvis. Taking every single inch.

Her expression was pure depravity. Eyes rolled back. That pig ahegao face. Tongue lolling out around his cock. Drool and cum creating a disgusting mixture that ran down her chin, between her massive tits, pooling on the floor.

She looked like a hentai character. Like something drawn by a perverted artist who didn’t understand human anatomy.

But she was ’real’. And she was ’loving it’.

"’Hkkkk-glkkk-hnnngh-!’"

The sounds coming from her throat were obscene. Wet. Choking. Her massive tits swayed with each brutal thrust she gave herself, the stretched nipples still leaking that clear fluid.

Above, Yuna felt something shift inside her. Something breaking. Her last shred of dignity. Her last connection to the innocent girl she’d been thirty minutes ago.

"’I... I can talk to her too...’" Yuna gasped, her voice slurred and drunk. "’To Gareth’s mother... f-for you... Master...’"

The word slipped out before she could stop it.

’Master.’

Not ’Sir Raven.’ Not ’teacher.’

’Master.’

And with that word came a twisted offering. A promise that made her remaining sanity scream.

"’Just... just order me...’" Her tears mixed with drool, creating a mess on her face that matched Hana’s ruined expression below. "’I can even... even introduce... her for the being a woman treatment from you...’"

The depravity of the statement hit her a moment later. She was offering to help corrupt Gareth’s mother. The woman who had raised her after her own mother died. The woman she called ’Auntie’ with love and respect.

She was offering to turn that woman into another one of Raven’s toys.

Below, Hana’s body suddenly ’seized’.

She felt it. Felt his cock pulse. Felt it swell even thicker inside her abused throat.

Her eyes widened in panic. In this position—with Yuna sitting on her head, with her face buried against his pelvis—if he came now, she would ’die’.

Even with his magic. Even with the extra oxygen. If his cock swelled any more, if he pumped more of that thick cum down her throat, her airway would be completely blocked.

She would drown. Suffocate. Die with her face buried in his crotch and a smile on her ahegao expression.

Her hands ’tapped’ frantically against his thighs. A desperate signal. Begging.

’Please. Please not like this. I’ll die. I’ll actually die—’

Raven looked down at her. At her panicked, rolled-back eyes. At the way her body was convulsing. At the genuine fear mixing with pleasure on her ruined face.

He chuckled.

Low. Dark. Amused.

And then he leaned down slightly—just enough that his lips were near Yuna’s ear—and whispered something that made Yuna’s pussy clench hard enough to nearly crush the vibrator.

"’Did you see how the bitch down there is jealous, Yuna?’"

His hand groped her ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh. Spreading her cheeks. Pressing the anal vibrator deeper.

"’She realized you’re winning at seducing me.’"