Chapter 442: 442. Slowly Losing Herself Even Though She Keeps Trying To Say Her Fiance Name**

Elizabeth’s voice broke as she sobbed out her surrender. "Yes... fuck... please... I... I want it... I want you..."

’I had to submit... It’s to end this situation faster even if I have to break my dignity more and more...!’

Rex’s laugh filled the room, dark and triumphant. "That’s fucking it!"

"Now you’re finally starting to learn your fucking place, Professor."

"Something’s coming...! Ahhhh...!" Elizabeth manages to cum, but this is not what Rex wanted, as he only accepts women who squirt excessively, and what she demonstrated is something that requires training.

Rex withdrew his fingers with a disgusted scoff, watching the pathetic, residual fluid trail down Elizabeth’s thighs. "That’s it? That’s all you got, Professor?"

"I expected more from a woman with your reputation." He stood up, looming over her trembling form like a judge passing sentence. "Clearly, you need a more... thorough education."

"Hah... hah... hah..." Elizabeth’s breath hitched as she saw him approach with both hands, his fingers flexing like predatory claws.

’Oh god, please,’ she thought, her mind racing for a way to rationalize the situation. ’I can just tell him I’m in pain, that his rough handling is... it’s too much.’

’I can force him to stop.’ But her body betrayed her logic as her thighs parted instinctively, her own arousal betraying her desire for the very thing she was dreading.

"Now, lie back. Show those massive fucking tits up for me, but let them still get contained by those bras because it’s somehow entertaining for me." Rex ordered, his voice dropping to a low growl.

As she obeyed, her mind spiraled into a chaotic mess of guilt and arousal. ’Alexander...’

’Oh Alexander... look at what you’ve done,’ she thought, her eyes welling with tears that she forcibly refused to let fall. ’Now... I think I feel bad for him because I know he’s a good fiance for me...’

’He’s so gentle... so careful with me. He treats me like something precious, something to be protected.’

’And here I am... offering myself to this animal like a fucking whore.’ She felt the crushing weight of her betrayal, of how her body was already turning toward this violence with traitorous eagerness. ’I can’t just... hate or blame him forever... because I don’t want this... rough treatment at all...!’

But then, the first touch of his two hands hitting her wet folds emitted a shockwave to her that made her gasp. Rex didn’t just touch her, but he worked like a man possessed, his fingers hooking deep and relentlessly, his thumbs grinding into her clitoris with devastating pressure.

SCHLCCKKK!

"Uggghhhh! Awwwhhhh!" Eizabeth accidentally moaned hard because his attack was unpredictable.

"There we go, fuck, look at you," Rex sneered, his eyes watching her face as it twisted in sensation. "Your body knows what it wants even if your pathetic mind is still trying to pretend otherwise."

Elizabeth’s vision blurred as the sensation built—not the slow, agonizing build-up she was used to, but a sudden, violent accumulation of pleasure that felt like her very bones were vibrating.

’I have to maintain control,’ she told herself fiercely through gritted teeth. ’I have to make him happy...’

’If I please him, he might stop... If I play this right... if I act the way he wants, it will be over soon...’

’I can survive this... hopefully...’

But the pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming, any semblance of control slipping through her fingers like sand.

"Come on, Professor," Rex taunted, his fingers moving with a brutal, machine-like precision. "Show me that brilliant mind of yours can handle this!"

"Let it out! Fuck my fingers with your cunt!"

The pressure in her lower abdomen became unbearable, a tight, pulsing coil that threatened to snap.

’Oh god,’ her mind screamed as the first spray of fluid erupted from her, drenching Rex’s hands and splashing against her own swollen tits.

"FUCK!" Elizabeth cried out, her back arching off the bed as a violent, convulsing orgasm tore through her.

"Nggghhh—aggghh!" Her thighs shook uncontrollably, her toes curling as waves of pleasure crashed over her like a fucking tsunami.

Rex watched her with a sadistic grin, his fingers still working furiously even as she came. "There it is!"

"Look at that fucking fountain! You’re absolutely fucking soaked, Professor!"

"Just like I knew you’d be, but..."

"...it’s still not enough! You still have to remediate to get better grades!" Rex laughed. "Now I’m your professor for today... the professor of sex education!"

Elizabeth collapsed back against the pillows, gasping for air, her vision swimming. ’He...’

’Ugh... he did it,’ she thought with a mixture of shame and awe. ’He made me lose control completely.’

"Don’t you dare close your eyes yet," Rex growled, grabbing her chin to force her to look at him. "I want you awake for every second of this."

"You’re gonna stay right here and take it like the fucking slut you are for your remediation."

"I... I did what you wanted," Elizabeth managed to whisper, her voice thick with arousal. "I... I showed you."

"Yeah, you did," Rex smirked, his fingers already preparing for another assault. "And now you’re gonna stay right here while I show you exactly how much more you can take."

"Because you’re mine now, Professor. That fucking virgin doesn’t deserve you if all he wants from you is just a laugh or appreciation!" Rex laughed. "I’m going to give what women truly need... and desire..."

Rex grunted as he hauled Elizabeth up by her arms, his massive grip bruising her delicate skin. "Don’t you fucking dare try to pass out on me, Professor!"

"Move your massive ass up. I need you on your feet for this again!"

’He keeps disrespecting me like this... even though I’m his tutor... but why...? Why can’t I get angry...?’ Elizabeth thought. "I think I get it... he has so much power... since the very start he stepped on Aethelgard.’

’He’s a man with many plans and strategies that it’s... already too late to stop him now...’

Elizabeth’s legs felt like jelly, her thighs trembling so violently she nearly buckled again. She reached out blindly, her fingers digging into Rex’s thick, muscular shoulder for support, the fabric of his shirt bunching under her grasp.

’Stand up... Maintain your dignity,’ her mind commanded even as her body betrayed her. ’You can survive this. Just... act the part.’

’Make him happy and he’ll let you go.’ Elizabeth starts to put both hands on her head again.

"That’s it, keep those hands up," Rex commanded, his voice dropping to a growl as he stepped behind her, his massive body pressing against her trembling form. "Now let’s see if we can get you properly fucking soaking wet again."

"And this time... I want you to let it out like a waterfall!" Rex whispered. "Today’s subject... squirting."

His thick fingers plunged back into her swollen, aching core with brutal efficiency, his thumb finding her clitoris and grinding against it with relentless pressure. Elizabeth’s head fell back against his shoulder, her eyes rolling as her body reacted instantly to his touch.

"Ahhhnnn... oh god... yes..." she fake moaned, but still, her voice was already breaking. "Ngghhaaahhhh..."

’I love Alexander,’ her mind screamed through the fog of pleasure so that she could still have a grip on some control. ’I love how he treats me so gently, how he asks permission before every touch... how he looks at me like I’m something precious.’

"Fuck, you love that, don’t you?" Rex growled in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "You love how I take you like this!"

"You love how I don’t ask fucking permission."

’What the...? Can he read my mind...?’

Elizabeth’s thighs spasmed around his fingers. ’Ugh... my body won’t coordinate with my mind anymore... goddammit!"

’I hate that he’s always right with all of his thoughts and eyes,’ she thought, her shame deepening even as her body betrayed her further. ’Alexander is so careful with me... but this... this feels more alive!"

"Why does it feel more alive?!’

"Mmm... fuck... please..." she moaned out loud, her words becoming more primal with each thrust. "More... Rex..."

’I’m a monster,’ she thought, tears pricking at her eyes as the pleasure began to coil again in her gut. ’I’m standing here fucking another man while Alexander is probably at the library right now, thinking of me.’

’He’s so pure and perfect, and I’m... I’m just a fucking slut for this animal.’

"That’s it, Professor," Rex taunted, his fingers working even faster now, driving her toward another peak. "Tell me how much you love it!"

"Tell me how much better this is than your pathetic little fiancé."

"It’s... it’s better..." Elizabeth gasped out, her dignity fracturing completely as another wave of arousal crashed over her. "Oh god... fuck... better... more..."

’I’m losing myself,’ her internal voice screamed in horror even as her hips began to grind back against his hand. ’I’m replacing him.’

’I’m replacing everything I was with... this.’

But the feeling was undeniable. As Rex’s fingers worked her with brutal, expert precision, the memory of Alexander’s gentle act felt distant and faded, like a dream she was waking from. This moment, this raw, unapologetic pleasure was the only thing that felt real.

"There we fucking go," Rex growled as she began to tremble again. "Show me how much you want it, you fucking slut!"

"Let me hear you scream for it."

"Ahhh! Fuck!" Elizabeth’s voice broke as the orgasm began to build, her body arching violently against him. ’Please... please don’t let me stop... please let me feel more...’

’But I love Alexander,’ her mind whispered one last, desperate time. ’I love him.’

But as Rex’s fingers worked her harder, faster, her body answered with a raw, unbridled moan that drowned out every thought of her fiancé.

’Fuck Alexander,’ her body screamed as she came again. ’Fuck him and give me more of this.’

’I’m like this because of his mistake...!’