Charles lay before me, panting, his eyes bloodshot with fury and despair. Even injured and humiliated, he growled, his voice dripping with menace: "You're dead! My family won't let you escape!"
I tilted my head slightly, a mocking smile curling at my lips. "Oh, really?"
Without waiting for a reply, the tip of my boot lunged straight for his face.
"POW~~"
The impact made him writhe on the ground like a wounded snake. He tried to curl up, but the scorching desert around us seemed to swallow his dignity whole.
I crouched down, bringing my face closer to his, letting the smile on my lips morph into something... more predatory.
"Since you're not going to let me leave anyway... don't you think it'd be better if I took the initiative and finished you off first?"
I saw the shift in his eyes. Fear had replaced the rage. For Charles, this was no longer a battle of honor or strength; it was a fight for his life. My smile now resembled that of a demon ready to drag him into hell.
"He's not joking... he actually dares to do it!" Charles' eyes trembled, and for the first time, I saw something I didn't expect: pleading.
"Lord Tyler! Lord Tyler! You can't do this! I... I have a powerful noble family backing me. If you kill me, you'll be in trouble!"
I let out a dry laugh, increasing the pressure of my boot on his chest. "Ah, so you admit you were wrong?"
"I admit it! I admit my mistakes! Please, forgive me!" He babbled desperately.
I watched him for a moment, leaning closer, my voice firm yet dripping with sarcasm: "Very well, I accept your apology. However, according to the law of nobility, I have the right to demand compensation!"
Charles' eyes widened, a mix of relief and apprehension. But when he heard my next words, his expression quickly shifted to despair.
"As compensation, hand over all the magical crystals you have with you!"
"No! You can't do this!" he shouted, his voice nearly breaking. "Do you know how many lives were sacrificed by my family to obtain those magical crystals?"
I tilted my head, my tone growing even crueler. "Sometimes, Charles, life is simply a matter of multiple-choice questions. Now it's your turn to decide: your life or the magical crystals. Which will it be?"
To drive my point home, I pressed the sole of my boot against his face, pushing him further into the hot desert sand. His skin began to burn from the heat of the ground and the accumulated dirt. I laughed loudly, the sound echoing like that of a triumphant predator.
"So, have you decided yet?"
He choked, struggling to inhale the hot, dry air, his face now covered in dust and footprints. The pitiful sight of Charles amused me, but my patience had its limits.
It was then that one of the young men nearby tried to discreetly slip away.
"Tsk tsk..." I shook my head, watching the coward make his escape.
With a quick mental command, I activated the Lab.
"Activate auto-targeting," I ordered.
["Calibrating aim..."]
["Wind estimation complete!"]
["Trajectory adjusted!"]
I pulled the small knife from Charles' pocket, the one the fool hadn't found an opportunity to use, and gripped it firmly.
"Whoosh!"
The knife cut through the air and embedded itself directly in the fleeing young man's leg, sending him crashing face-first into the sand. He screamed, clutching his leg, as blood stained the ground beneath him.
I walked slowly back toward Charles, still lying on the ground, and pointed at the wounded young man. "See that, Charles? Don't bother waiting for reinforcements. No one's coming to save you today. Besides, I'm not very patient... you should know that by now."
I looked around, my eyes scanning each of the young men. They trembled, unable to hold my gaze. Their heads dropped, and the atmosphere around us became even more suffocating.
"Now, Charles," I whispered, leaning in closer. "The last time: magical crystals... or your life?"
Charles didn't answer immediately. But the sound of his rapid breathing and the trembling of his hands said it all. He knew he had no more choices.
"OK! I'll give you the magical crystals! But I left them in my room on the dirigible! Follow me back to get them!" Charles said, his tone desperate but filled with an attempt at manipulation.
I let out a sigh, crossing my arms. "Magical crystals are so important, and you want me to believe you left them in your room? Charles, are you really treating me like a fool?"
The smile on my face disappeared, replaced by a cold, threatening expression.
"It seems you still don't understand what's happening."
Without hesitation, I grabbed his arm tightly. His eyes widened in panic, but before he could react, I used my knee as leverage and broke his arm as if snapping a dry twig.
"CRACK!"
The sound of the fracture reverberated in the air, followed by Charles's miserable scream. He collapsed to the ground, clutching his bloodied arm, with the bone sticking out, alongside a lot of blood, and his face twisted in pain.
"If you keep lying, Charles, the next one will be the other arm. Or perhaps... something even more valuable." My voice was calm, but carried a threat that left no room for doubt.
"No! No! You can't do this! The servants of the dirigible won't let you!" He screamed, still trying to find some way to escape.
I laughed, my laughter echoing like a knife piercing through his fragile hope. "Why would they interfere, Charles? Did you forget that you nearly beat me to death in front of everyone, and no one cared? Isn't that the world you created? A place where no one cares?"
His eyes widened even more, and he curled up on the ground like a terrified child.
I leaned in slightly, looking directly into his eyes. "It seems like you're really wishing for death, Charles."
I moved to act again, but his desperate voice interrupted me:
"Wait! Wait! Alright! I'll give you the magical crystals, but you have to swear that you will never take revenge on me again!"
I let my smile return, now more threatening than ever. "I swear on the honor of my Rustel family," I replied casually, as if it were a joke.
Charles hesitated, but he knew he had no choice. With a pale face, he struggled to sit on the ground. Trembling, he took a small leather pouch from his chest and threw it to me.
"Here are all my magical crystals. Now leave me alone!"
I grabbed the pouch, feeling the soft, expensive leather under my fingers. I opened it carefully, and to my surprise, I saw dozens of small blue crystals softly glowing in the sunlight.
"Interesting..." I murmured.
Suddenly, the familiar sound of my lab echoed in my mind:
["Beep!"] ["Unknown energy source detected!"]
My eyes sparkled with excitement. "So? Can they be used?" I asked mentally.
["Searching the database..."]
["Insufficient information!"]
["The usage method was not found!"]
I let out a frustrated sigh, but my mind was already working on possibilities. "It looks like I'll need to run some experiments later..."
I smiled faintly, letting a mystery show in my gaze that only I understood. My smile wasn't one of relief or mercy; it was one of absolute control. "I'm always one step ahead, Charles. And know this: your punishment isn't over yet."
With my precise calculations, I planned the next move. Not just for now, but for what would come afterward. Every action would have its impact carefully orchestrated for the future.
"Alright." I took some magical crystals from the pouch, enough for my immediate purposes, and threw the rest back at Charles, as if doing him a favor.
"These magical crystals here will be my compensation!" I declared, holding the few I chose.
Charles looked at me, confused, but clearly relieved to still have something in his hands. The reason behind my choice was obvious only to me. I knew that while I could take all the crystals now, that could cause problems with the servants and the wizards watching from afar.
Also, I had other plans. Plans that Cleo, that fool, would also need to feel firsthand. Hehehe… A subtle, almost imperceptible smile curved my lips as new strategies formed in my mind.
With that, I decided to leave Charles with enough to pay the academy's entry fee. That way, even if he tried to cause trouble, I would have the perfect excuse to defend myself.
"Thank you... thank you!" Charles mumbled, still clutching his broken arm, his expression now less desolate. I knew exactly what was going on in his mind. If he lost all the crystals and couldn't enter the academy, his family would probably make him suffer something worse than what I had just done.
I took a step back and looked around. My eyes met those of the other young nobles, who were still trembling. Their clenched fists showed the tension they carried, but no one dared to act.
"Calm down! I won't take your magical crystals!" My voice echoed, firm but with a touch of sarcasm. It was fascinating how the promise of mercy could relax even the most desperate.
Upon hearing this, the young men finally let out the breath they had been holding, relieved. "Thank you, Lord Tyler!" they said in unison, bowing in an almost pathetic manner.
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Before she could utter a syllable, I quickly silenced her with my hand, firmly covering her lips. With a persistent push, I crossed to the door as she opened it and quickly took off my clothes, then guided her to the floor, her surprised eyes locked on mine. As she stood there, her long beautiful legs stretched out, and her inner thighs left exposed, I gently rubbed my throbbing penis against her vaginal lips, using my knee to part her legs slightly.
Without hesitation, as soon as I released her lips, I pressed mine to hers, sealing them in a passionate embrace. Just as before, she initially resisted, asking to go to bed, but I refused and wanted to have sex on the floor, so she soon gave in to my exploration of her mouth with my tongue, her reluctance giving way to a new eagerness to reciprocate my affections.
With each passing moment, her kisses became more fervent, her tongue timidly seeking mine in a way that excited her and made her dear to me. I slowed down my advances, savoring every moment as I nibbled delicately on her lips and entwined our tongues, savoring the wordless communication that flowed between us. After a while, we finally broke the kiss, a long bridge of saliva connecting our lips.
As I looked at her, watching her half-stunned expression and the slow rise and fall of her chest, I couldn't help but speak my mind. "You're a dirty slut, you know that?" I said, "I don't think I'll be able to resist you."
I waited for her reply, watching as Luny smiled, showing her white teeth. After several seconds, she finally spoke, her words choked with emotion. "I love strong men, I'm already completely wet."
Luny moved her hand down and placed her finger between her pink pussy, which was already drooling shiny liquids, almost like saliva. "Look!"
I let out a deep sigh as I observed the situation.
Yes, I was grateful for her culture and for this world that provided me with such a wonderful paradise, not even in my wildest dreams did I ever think I could deflower a teenage girl without getting into trouble... But here in this primitive world, women got pregnant early and that was common.
"Luny, you're a wonderful little nymphet..."
Luny bit her lips anxiously, as if trying to hold back her words. Finally, with a sigh, she released her lips and spoke. "Rape my pink pussy hard, I want to feel your powerful, vigorous seed in my womb," she said, her voice strong and sure.
Still with a smile on my face, I leaned in a little and asked: "What did you say?" Despite listening very well, I couldn't help expressing my desire to hear it again.
She wasted no time in replying this time: "Yes! I'll be your private pig... where you can use it whenever you want..." The moment her words ended, she began to breathe heavily, her chest heaving up and down as if she had just released a heavy burden from her heart.
Excitement coursed through my veins as I moved closer, wanting to seal the moment with a kiss that would forever be etched in our memories.
But suddenly, a loud "Crash!" interrupted us, making me jump back and look at the source of the noise. My eyes fell on Lana, who was standing in the open doorway with an expression of shock and disbelief on her face.
Lana was one of Luny's friends. Seeing the size of my throbbing veiny dick, her lips were parted in shock, as if she wanted to speak, but no words came out. It was clear that she had heard and seen everything, as her eyes were still glued to my sword of flesh.
But I knew I couldn't let that distract me from what was happening. With a renewed sense of focus, I turned back to Luny and positioned my hot, pulsating, veiny penis to slide into the totally wet pink hole caused by my foreskin constantly rubbing her inner thighs and slapping against her vaginal lips.
Without hesitation, I plunged my scalding dick in at once, intending to fill her fleshy insides to the brim.
"PAH~~"
"PAH~~"
"UHHNN~~~" The sound of her sudden scream snapped me out of my reverie. When she snapped out of her trance, her eyes widened with shock and joy.
With renewed focus, she repositioned her gaze back to me and suddenly wrapped her hand around my neck, as if to prepare herself. "I'm your partner now~~" she declared, her voice filled with a sense of resolve. "So go ahead~~ fill me up with your semen~~~ Whether I get pregnant or not will depend on how much you're able to fill me up~~~ So go ahead, Tyler, impregnate your sow~~~".
"PAH~~"
"PAH~~"
"PAH~~"
"PAH~~"
Her bold declaration left me surprised and excited. To say that she had finally agreed to become my partner would be an understatement. She withdrew her waist from mine, only to bring it forward again, plunging my hot dick into her soaking, dripping vagina once more.
"AHHHHH~~uUUU" she moaned again, her words ignored by the fact that Lana was watching with the door open and the neighbors might be disturbed by her loud, unfiltered moans.
Watching her display such a sudden and intense reaction, I couldn't resist any longer as I felt my throbbing penis begin to tingle in anticipation. Shit! So fast,' I cursed inwardly as my desire overwhelmed me, making my semen spurt out of my throbbing dick and into the pink walls that awaited it.
"Aaaa~~ so hot~~ Uu~~" Luny's gasps for air came in slow, irregular bursts as her body arched backwards and lay on the floor. But, to my surprise, her legs don't stretch out and separate, granting me unrestricted access. Instead, they are tied around my waist.
"Pah~~"
"Pah~~"
"Pah~~"
Squench~~" and she lets out another pleasurable cry as I take her, a delicious twist of pleasure and anticipation coursing through us both 'UUUUUuuuuu~~'.
As soon as she started rubbing against my body, her voice became a symphony of sensuality, her melodious tones filling the room with desire. Her movements were so captivating that my own energy was immediately restored, and I found myself unable to resist the urge to give her voluptuous buttocks a firm and satisfying "SMACK!". The sound echoed through the room, increasing the intensity of the moment and leaving us both panting for more.
"PAH~~ PAH~~~ PAH~~"
The jubilant rhythm of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the small cabin as I used one hand to deftly untie the cloth that wrapped around her waist. With the other hand, I eagerly removed her dress completely, revealing her magnificent bosom which was now fully exposed, the curves of her ample cleavage invitingly on display. The air crackled with suspense as I clamped my hands on her abundant teenage breasts, eagerly indulging our desires.
"uuhh~~ Ahh~~ Ahh~~~ HHHhh~"
In a sudden moment, I saw her panting, her half-closed eyes focused intensely on me as if trying to capture every detail of our sensual session. It was then that I whispered to her, "Call me Daddy."
The words hung heavy in the air, infused with a mixture of taboo and forbidden desire that added a thrilling intensity to our movements. She hesitated for a moment, a hint of uncertainty flashing across her face, before finally giving in to temptation and crying out my name, "Daddy.... UHH~~Daddy~~ahh~~" sending shivers of pleasure down my spine.
"PAAHH~~
"PAH~~
"PAH~~
I couldn't take it and started to thrust violently.
"PAH~~
"PAH~~
"PAH~~
"PAH~~
"PAH~~
SQEUCHH~~"
"Again," I said, my voice tinged with a husky tone of pleasure. The word hung in the air, heavy with anticipation as I savored the sound of it, savoring the way it rolled off my tongue. The word had a delicious power, igniting a primitive desire within me, as I eagerly awaited his response, my heart racing with intensified desire.
"PAHH~~ PAAHHH~~ SQEUCHH~~"
With a series of ecstatic moans, her face contorted in a mixture of confusion and pleasure, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she struggled to form words. "Daddy... Pregnant teenager that I am." she managed to sigh, the effort of speaking mingling with the waves of sensation coursing through her body.
"PAH~~"
"PAH~~"
"PAH~~"
"~Dad~~Dad~~"
"PAH~~"
"PAH~~"
"PAH~~"
"UHH~~ RI~~" And soon, her lips parted in a gasp, the sound of her trying to pronounce my name mixed with a string of incomprehensible syllables.
Her mind was lost in the fog of desire, consumed by the ecstasy of being impregnated by a powerful warrior.
Her body squirmed beneath mine as I pinned her to the ground, the raw passion between us igniting a forbidden flame that burned with intense, irresistible heat as our sweats intertwined, further intensifying the dense passionate smell around us.
As I watched her slowly try to pull herself together, I decided to change position, my desire prompting me to take control. I moved my hand stealthily over her right leg, placing it on the ground, causing all four of her limbs to stretch out on the floor.
Her body was now totally exposed to me as I continued to pound passionately into her soaking vagina, eliciting a chorus of cries and moans from her labia.
"PAH~~"
"PAH~~"
"PAH~~~"
"Nghhhhhhhh~~ Uhhhh~~" Her arousal was evident, with drops of saliva escaping from her ajar mouth, a clear indication of the intensity of the pleasure we were sharing. I was determined to bring her to climax, doing my best to satisfy her every need as we indulged in the pangs of ecstasy.
"PAH~~ Sqlash~~"
"PAH~~
Uhhh~~
"Daddy~~"
"PAH~~"
"UhhHHHH~~" Nonsensical murmurs began to escape his lips, sending shivers down my spine as I increased the speed of my strokes, my body pressing harder towards the ground, while his face was pressed firmly into the earth. The other half of her face showed her eyes twitching unconsciously, gasping for air and emitting guttural moans of pleasure. As I continued to thrust inside her, her mouth opened wider, more drops of saliva escaping and staining the ground beneath her.
"SQUENCH~~
PAHH~~"
"AHHH~~"
"SQUENCH~~
PAHH~~"
"uhhhh~~ Gnghnaaaaaa~~~~"
With fire coursing through my veins, I quickened my pace and prepared for the final thrust. The buildup felt like lightning in my hand, the intensity was almost too much to bear. And then, in a moment of triumph, I shouted: "I'M COMING!" It was a sensation like no other, one I would savor forever.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~" Luny's scream echoed through the airship, even more exaggerated than the first time I heard it. Finally, she managed to utter a reasonable, though still troubled, sentence, "It's... hot... your... semen is very hot~~"
"Uhhhhh~~" A satisfied moan escaped my lips as I poured my hot, thick milk inside her, filling her completely. Falling onto my back, I held her waist tightly against mine, still pressed against her round lolita buttocks to prevent any of my semen from leaking out.
Obviously, with the help of the virtual laboratory the semen I spilled was infertile semen I wouldn't be crazy enough to impregnate an unworthy pig like Luny.
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After all, who wouldn't want to read the story of a villain like this? to escape earlier. He was still on the ground, with his leg bloodied from the knife I had thrown. The sight of him gave me a new idea.
"But!" My voice sliced through the air like a blade, and all eyes turned back to me. "I want to ask for another compensation!"
My eyes fixed on the young man. He visibly trembled. I raised my arm and pointed directly at the weapon strapped to his back. "The axe on your back... looks very nice!"
The young man began to stammer, desperate, but soon hurried to answer: "M-Master... you can have it! Please, take it!"
I laughed. Not out of happiness, but out of disdain. "Haha! What generosity. In that case, I won't hold back."
Approaching, I took the axe from his hands and examined it. It was a noble weapon, forged with precision and details that only the wealthiest families could afford. The weight was perfect, the balance impeccable. I tested it in the air, and the sound of the wind being cut brought me satisfaction.
I looked at the young man once more, now with the axe in hand. "You made a good choice in giving it up. You know what they say... it's better to lose a weapon than your life."
I turned to the other young men. Their heads were lowered, their expressions filled with fear and submission. "Well, I believe we're even for today." I walked slowly away from them while carrying the large axe on my shoulder.
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