Deviant: No Longer Human

Two decades ago, Liu Yanmei had been insignificant, her background weak and barely worth mentioning. Only with her lover's support had she risen to the position of Foreign Minister.

But she knew all too well, he wouldn't have supported her at all if she hadn't been pregnant with his child.

Wang Xiao, unaware of this messy, twisted backstory—or simply not caring—felt the impatience rise. His dick twitched, and he wasn't in the mood for her drawn-out sob story.

He said, his voice sharp and commanding. "Just get on with it."

Liu Yanmei flinched again but, realizing there was no escape from this humiliating situation, slowly complied, her hands trembling as she moved closer, her conflicted gaze avoiding his as she began.

As his dick was enveloped by Liu Yanmei's moist mouth, her tongue flicking expertly around him, Wang Xiao exhaled sharply, a smirk forming on his lips.

'These milfs really are the best at sucking.'

Gwak! Gwak! Gwak!

The sound filled the room as she worked, her mouth wet and eager, coating him completely. Moments later, when his cock was slick and dripping, Wang Xiao asked something that made Liu Yanmei shoot him a sharp dissatisfied glare.

'Such evil taste...' she thought, sharing the same bitter resentment that Zhao Lian had felt earlier.

Without a word, Liu Yanmei complied.

She reached over, pulling up Zhao Lian's skirt, revealing her smooth buttocks and panties before sliding them down just enough to expose her wet entrance.

Holding Wang Xiao's dick in one hand, she used her other to spread Zhao Lian's entrance, positioning him right at her entrance and rubbing his wet cock against her sensitive folds, preparing to push it in.

Zhao Lian's face darkened, knowing she had absolutely no control over the situation, her body shaking with disgust and anger.

"Mmm… gghh...!"

Pak!

Pak!

Pak!

With no hesitation, Wang Xiao thrust into her, his cock forcing its way inside as he held her firmly in his lap.

Each hard stroke drew louder and louder moans from Zhao Lian, her body writhing under his continuous pounding.

"Aahhh…!"

His dick was now fully buried in her tight, hot pussy, and he couldn't help but let out a satisfied groan, his lips nibbling at her ear as he whispered cruelly, "You're so tight. He would've loved this! Ha-ha-ha!"

Zhao Lian barely registered the meaning behind Wang Xiao's cruel words. Her mind was drowning in the overwhelming sensation of his massive cock stretching her far beyond what she thought possible.

Her mouth hung open, soft gasps and moans slipping out uncontrollably.

Tears welled in her eyes, the mix of pain and pressure too much to bear as his cock slammed into her, touching places deep inside her that made her stomach twist in agony.

Wang Xiao, seeing her helplessness, smirked. The words he whispered were not for her but to torment Renji, who sat there with his eyes shut tight, trying desperately to block out the scene in front of him.

His hands were clenched, white-knuckled, as Zhao Lian's pained moans filled the room.

'Bastard!' Renji cursed silently, knowing exactly what Wang Xiao was doing. The bastard was intentionally drawing out Zhao Lian's cries, making sure each sound sliced into his skin life a sharp knife.

Despite his efforts to control himself, Renji felt the shame and humiliation of his own erection hardening beneath his robes, which only deepened his self-loathing.

"Mnnngh! Annnghn!..nghnn.....nnn!"

Zhao Lian's moans were laced with pain and reluctant pleasure. Her body was betraying her, responding to the constant pressure, the brutal pace of his thrusts, while Wang Xiao's hands played with her nipples, pinching and twisting them as he pounded relentlessly.

The sounds of her body, slick and unwilling, echoed loudly in the room.

Wang Xiao leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered filthy words into her. "So tight… so wet… you must've been waiting for this. Was your body just aching to be fucked like this?"

Hiss!

Zhao Lian gasped, tears running down her cheeks as she clenched her fists, unable to stop her body's involuntary reactions.

His words were poison, each one burning her dignity as he thrust into her without care for her pain.

"I bet no one's ever touched you here before," he whispered, licking her ear with a low chuckle. "But now you're mine. I'm going to fill you so deep that you'll remember this for the rest of your life."

Her face flushed with humiliation, her teeth clenched tightly, trying to block out the horrific sensations and his filthy words.

"Does it hurt?" Wang Xiao asked mockingly, biting gently on her earlobe as he continued to thrust. "I can feel how you're squeezing me… don't pretend like you hate it. I bet your body's been waiting for this, to be fucked open like a little slut."

Each word felt like a dagger, driving deeper into her mind. Zhao Lian wanted to scream, to fight, but her body was paralyzed by the pain, the pressure. Her mind couldn't process the shame of what was happening.

Meanwhile — Under the table, Liu Yanmei was wiping her face and tongue clean, spitting as if trying to rid herself of the filth left from her previous humiliation.

The bitter taste lingered in her mouth, and her body trembled in disgust. She had always thought she could maintain her composure, but watching Zhao Lian suffer tore at her in a way she hadn't expected.

Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!

Suddenly, as Wang Xiao drove into Zhao Lian with more force, her hymen tore.

"AH—"

The sharp pain drew a loud cry from her lips as blood spurted out, some of it splattering on Liu Yanmei's face.

"!"

She recoiled in shock, nearly vomiting from the sheer disgust and anger rising in her chest. The scene was beyond her wildest thoughts, and it suddenly became clear why Wang Xiao had forced her to be part of this.

It wasn't just to humiliate Zhao Lian, but to involve her, to drag her deeper into this nightmare, knowing she would never be able to forget this moment.

Zhao Lian's sobs mixed with her moans, her body convulsing from the pain. She wanted to disappear, to claw her way out of this situation, but she was trapped, physically and emotionally, under Wang Xiao's clutches.

"You're bleeding for me," Wang Xiao whispered into her ear, his voice low and taunting. "Such a good girl, bleeding and crying while you take me so deep." His hand gripped her hip tightly, pulling her against him as he thrust harder, faster. "I bet you'll remember this every time you try to sleep."

"Ugh… stop…" Zhao Lian choked out, her voice weak and shaking, but he only laughed, his hands exploring her body cruelly.

"Stop? Oh no, little doll. We've only just begun."