Gwenneth's eyes burned into me, blazing like a trapped lioness. Even bound in that humiliating position, her fighting spirit hadn't been extinguished.

I activated [Eye of Desire], and her information materialized.

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NAME: Gwenneth Socheron

AGE: 24

CLASS: Light Knight

RANK: S

DOMINANCE: 52%

SEXUAL AROUSAL: 24%

VAGINA VIRGINITY: No

ANAL VIRGINITY: Yes

WEAK POINTS: Vagina, Breasts, Anus.

FETISH: Sadistic and Dominance.

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My Dominance over her had shot up that high, undoubtedly because of her mother's betrayal and everything I'd done to her recently.

"You monster!" she spat, her voice hoarse with hatred. "You think raping your own mother and sister makes you powerful? You're still the same disgusting piece of trash I once ordered to lick my boots!"

I stepped closer calmly, a faint smile never leaving my lips.

"You've always been a parasite! A bastard who didn't deserve to live in the Socheron family! Just because of your father Freyden, we had to put up with you and all of this!"

She took a deep breath, gathering all her pent-up loathing. "You're just a disgusting pervert who used to drool over me! A useless brat who got caught sniffing my panties from the laundry basket! You shameless, depraved creep! No wonder the whole academy bullied you—you were born to be a laughingstock!"

I now stood directly in front of her, staring straight into her furious eyes.

"You think some perverted skills and filthy power can change who you are? You're still a loser! That pathetic little masturbator!"

She spat every word with bitterness, as if wanting to wound me with her entire soul.

But what I felt was a strange sensation—pleasure. My smile widened.

"You're so good at making me angry, Gwen. But I think... I'm starting to like being insulted like this."

Gwenneth stared, wide-eyed.

"Keep insulting me," I whispered, gripping her trembling lips. "Because the harsher your words, the greater my desire to break all of you."

Gwenneth gritted her teeth, her eyes glistening yet still blazing with resolve. But behind that resolve, I could see cracks forming—the shadow of fear about what I would do to her, and perhaps more painfully, to her mother and sister.

"Go on," I taunted, my index finger stroking her parted lips. "Tell me again how disgusting I am. Because starting now, this very mouth will become a receptacle for my cum."

My hand grabbed her face roughly, my fingers pressing into her soft cheeks. "You know, Gwen. In the end, every woman's mouth that ever insulted me so harshly..."

I brought my face close to hers, until our breaths nearly mingled.

"...will eventually be gagging and full of my cock."

[Your Dominance over Gwenneth Increases to 55%.]

I remembered the bag of various sex toys I'd bought from Yumi's shop earlier. I fetched the black bag and spilled its contents onto the floor near Gwenneth. An array of shiny toys scattered—vibrators, suction cups, leather straps, blindfolds, ball gags, and various anal plugs in progressively larger sizes, etc.

I selected an anal plug specifically designed for gradual stretching, composed of five metal balls that increase in size, ranging from the size of a thumb to nearly the size of a child's fist.

"We'll start here," I said, holding the toy in front of Gwenneth's pale face.

"You fucking insane bastard!" she yelled, struggling futilely against her bonds. "Don't touch me with that filthy thing!"

Delilah, watching from the side, immediately tried to crawl closer. "Adam, please don't! She's my daughter! I'm begging you, just use my body, do whatever you want to me!"

Meanwhile, from the corner of my eye, I saw Angeline had quietly opened her thighs and begun touching herself, her eyes sparkling as she watched her older sister being humiliated.

I ignored them all and focused on Gwenneth.

"You're like an animal with all this hair," I mocked, squeezing her thick, blond pubic bush.

I then used the fluid from her cunt to lubricate the metal balls.

"Relax, Miss Guild Master," I whispered, positioning the tip of the plug against her twitching asshole. "If you don't tense up, it won't hurt as much."

But of course, her body resisted. Her muscles tightened, clamping the entrance shut.

"Adam, stop! I'm begging you!" Delilah screamed from behind.

"Get away from me, you bastard!" Gwenneth yelled, trying to jerk her hips away. But the [Dragonroot Rope] binding her made movement nearly impossible.

I started with the smallest ball, pushing it slowly into her tense, twitching hole. I applied a bit of pressure, making her scream in pain.

"NNNgghhh!" Gwenneth clenched her teeth.

[Gwenneth's Sexual Arousal increased to 25 (+1)]

[...]

Anal really was her weak point. I glanced at the notification before ignoring it. The first ball finally went in with difficulty.

"Bastard... trash..." Her curses began to weaken.

I pushed in the second, larger ball. This time, she let out a long sigh, a mixture of pain and a strange sensation beginning to spread through her body.

"Stop..." she pleaded now, but I kept pushing.

The third ball made her let out a short scream. Her bound legs trembled violently. I could feel her tight muscles trying to reject the foreign object.

"Ah! No... too... big..." she moaned, her breath coming in gasps.

With firm resolve, I pushed in the fourth ball. Gwenneth threw her head back and screamed louder, tears starting to stream down her face. Her body was slick with cold sweat, yet strangely, her pussy grew even wetter, soaking the ropes binding her.

[Gwenneth's Sexual Arousal increased to 33 (+1)]

[Your Dominance over Gwenneth Increases to 56%.]

"See, your body is more honest than you are," I taunted, touching her dripping pussy.

She just shook her head, unable to speak.

I pushed the final, largest ball with my remaining strength. For a moment, it seemed impossible, but with a final thrust, the ball slid completely inside.

"AAAAHHHHHHH!!!" Gwenneth's ear-splitting scream filled the room.

Her body stiffened suddenly, then shook uncontrollably. The five metal balls were now fully embedded in her rectum, stretching her to her absolute limit.

"Ah... damn... what... what is this..." she mumbled, gasping for air. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks, but her curses had weakened. She felt incredibly full, strange, and utterly humiliated. Her arrogant face was now flushed with a mix of shame and confusion.

Seeing the strange expression on Gwenneth's face as she endured the sensation of the anal plug lodged inside her, I moved on to my next target. My eyes fell on her full, firm breasts, with nipples already erect from the mixture of shame, anger, and indirect stimulation.

"Don't... don't touch there," Gwenneth protested, still trying to cling to the last shreds of her dignity.

I ignored her. From the collection of toys on the floor, I picked up a pair of metal nipple clamps with a small chain connecting them. The tips were coated with thin rubber, but the design still looked cruel. I clamped them onto each of her hardened nipples.

"Ah~!" Gwenneth gasped. The sharp, piercing sensation and strong pressure from the clamps made her frown. "Take them off... You bastard... that feels weird!"

"Weird?" I mocked, giving the chain between the clamps a slight tug, making her gasp again. "Or does it feel good? Your body keeps lying to you, Gwen."

Before she could retort, I picked up a slim, cylindrical vibrator. I directed its vibrating tip toward the exposed slit of her cunt, spread open by her bound legs.

"Look at this," I whispered, pressing the vibrator against her swollen clitoris. "Even after all your insults, your body welcomes me."

"Don't...!" she cried out, but her voice was drowned out by the increasing hum of the vibrator.

I pushed the vibrator inside her pussy. Gwenneth let out a long moan. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to fight against this forced pleasure. The powerful vibrations immediately flooded her entire sensitive area, radiating from deep inside her pussy to her clitoris and spreading throughout her body.

"You... Fucking..." she cursed between her moans.

"Still want to insult me, Gwen?" I teased, twisting the vibrator inside her, searching for the spot that would make her scream the loudest. "Or can your mouth only be used for moaning and begging for more now?"

Gwenneth didn't answer, only biting her own lip until it bled, desperately trying to hold everything back.

Watching Gwenneth bound and tormented, a crueler idea formed in my mind. Before completely breaking them one by one with brute force, I wanted to toy with them further.

I glanced at Delilah, who was still kneeling with a tear-streaked face.

"Mom," I said in a teasing tone. "You'd do anything to free your daughters, right?"

She nodded quickly, her eyes full of desperate hope. "Yes! Anything, Adam! I'll do anything!"

"Good. Prove to me that you can be the most lewd and obedient housewife for my household. Do that, and I promise I won't touch Gwen and Angel again.

Hope shone in her eyes for a moment before being replaced by anxiety. "What... what do I have to do?"

"Just a little game. A performance for me. If you can satisfy me, they go free."

Delilah looked at me, then at the bound Gwenneth and the self-gratifying Angeline. Deep conflict was visible on her face, but despair and the desire to save her children finally won out.

She nodded slowly, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. "I... I agree."

"Smart," I whispered, stroking her cheek.

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