Chapter 210: Amelia (PART-2)

A heavy slap landed on her peachy, plush ass. The sound of a crack reverberated through the chamber like thunder.

“Hngnh!?” Amelia let out a surprised whimper. A large handprint was visible on her otherwise white ass.

“R-Rahu! S-Stop, if you do that—!!!” She rolled back when she felt his touch on her ass. Once again, her entire body shuddered violently as water gushed out of her desperate pussy.

“Would you look at this whore? Cumming just from the first spank?” Rahu’s grin widened.

SPANK!!

The second one landed almost immediately, turning her pale white skin into vivid crimson, similar to her hair.

And finally, Rahu noticed that the black aura around her was beginning to retreat, after a second…It completely disappeared.

Suddenly, a dangerous intent shone in Amelia’s eyes, as her pupils began to swirl—literally.

Her tongue dropped out of her mouth like a dog, seizing his hand.

“Myyyyy~ Hubbbbyyyy~!!! Spank your bitch more HARDER! HURT ME!”

She moaned loudly, just touching his hand made her cum like crazy.

SPANK!!

“You think that just because you’ve lost your mind, I’ll allow you to escape me?”

His hand dashed forward, clutching her neck tightly.

“Bitch, know this. You are my property; I do not tolerate my properties to have suicidal tendencies. You can slaughter men, women, innocents, or children, I do not care. But your life and your death are mine to decide… Do you understand?”

SPANK!!

This time, it was a bit rough. The red mark was lightly turning purple. Amelia’s lower abdomen trembled as her eyes rolled inside her head. She was spasming continuously for five minutes like crazy.

SPANK!!

“Who said you could faint!?”

SPANK!!

“Get up!!”

SPANK!!!

Amelia had likely experienced more release today than in all her centuries of existence combined.

SPANK!!

“I still didn’t hear you?”

Rahu smirked, his hand lightly tracing her purple-red, but a wisp of golden light escaped from his hands. His hands around her neck began to tighten.

A huge, creepy smile stretched apart her lips. “I’m yours, my body, soul, death, and life. Everything is yours to use as you see fit. I don’t need anything in my life aside from you.”

Amelia slurred; her voice thick with intoxication and worship.

Her thin neck pulsed lightly around his fingers. He released her neck…only to grab her a fistful of her scarlet hair, yanking her head, he pulled her closely.

“Say it properly,” His grin stretched wide as he observed the mature milf in his hand.

Amelia’s pupils spun manically faster, black swallowing the red entirely as her vision narrowed down to the god in front of her.

“I belong to you, my lord, my breath is your gift. My heart will beat only through your permission. If I ever think of dying again without your permission…please punish this worthless cunt of mine until it bleeds!”

She declared, her tone absolute. Nodding in satisfaction, he let go of her hair. Amelia tumbled back, her eyes widened in horror as she hurriedly went behind his back and hugged his neck tightly.

Ignoring her, he looked around. Yveline’s residence was empty. Looking at Amelia, he thought of taking Amelia’s ass right here. But suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed through his mind. An evil, depraved grin stretched on his face.

Taking a step forward, he disappeared.

…

Inside the tower of Inheritance.

The entire harem was sitting and chatting with Yveline. Rahu had already sent Thalia and Anaria to the tower.

“Yveline, what are our next moves? Did Rahu inform you of something?”

Yveline tilted her head curiously towards the source of the voice. A pair of glowing golden eyes stared back at her.

Miranthu had a smile on her face when she asked that; her voice made all heads turn towards Yveline curiously.

“Well, he didn’t inform me of anything specifically other than saying he will be fucking Amelia.”

Yveline shrugged.

“What!?”

“Who is that bitch!?”

“Who is that bitch!?”

Vivianne and Lucy looked at each other in wonder, “Whoa, so now your jealousy has grown so much that you are copying me!?”

“Bitch! Don’t flatter yourself!” Vivianne stuck her tongue at Lucy.

Yveline laughed when she saw their banter. Vivianne and Lucy snapped their heads towards her and pouted.

“She is one of the Elders of my clan. Also, don’t mess with her or joke with her; she is crazy to the core.” Yveline sighed. Of course, all of the drama in her residence didn’t escape her eyes. She was incredulous when she saw how he was spanking Amelia’s ass red.

“Crazy? What do you mean by that!?” Lucy hurriedly stopped forward, her eyes shining in greed. She was greedy, greedy for some gossip.

Anaria shook her head when she saw this, turning her head. She saw Miranthu was chatting with Lirae and Larae. Seeing that all were busy, she stepped towards Xinyi.

“Say, will you go with Rahu to Solterra too?” She asked the redhead curiously. Hearing her question.

“Well, I’ll ask him. If he agrees, I’ll go with him,” Xinyi said, stretching her hands lazily. Oh, how glad she was to kill that waste ex-husband of hers.

She was living her dream life; she had the world’s most handsome man as her husband. So many overpowered sisters…it was such a privileged lifestyle, she couldn’t even dare imagine this back in her clan.

Although her ex-husband did have a good position in the clan, it wasn’t enough. Here, it was better. That’s all. This doesn’t mean that she was leeching off his kindness, she too trained and cultivated every single day for at least eight hours.

Turning her head towards Lirae and Larae, her eyes softened a bit. Seeing them talking and laughing with her new sisters brought her immense relief. She was very worried about the two of them.

“Well, you don’t have a family over in Yvaris?” Anaria asked curiously, wondering why this woman was so laidback.

“Family? I guess not, both of my parents died when I was young. My other relatives were too busy with their lives. And besides, wherever my husband and sisters are present. My family is there itself.”

Hearing this, Anaria chuckled.

…

In the far corner of the Crimson territory. Inside the hidden residences underground. A middle-aged man could be seen walking towards the residence. Tracing his steps, the old man sighed.

“What sort of life have I been living? From an Elder of one of the most prestigious Houses to…this.”

Mo Rath sighed as he stepped inside his house.

“Well, at the very least my new maids and wives are good,” He chuckled, a bit excited to see their faces again.

Then suddenly, he heard a sound. Mo Rath’s heart skipped a beat when he heard that voice.

“Aahn~ Ahn~ Harder!!”

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