I pushed deeper, forcing my sizable length to tear through the resisting ring of muscle of her backside. A soft, rending sound was followed by Gwenneth's escalating scream, filling the room.

It was incredibly tight—so tight it was almost painful for me. It was no less intense than my little rabbit's. And that only made it more pleasurable.

I kept pushing until the base of my shaft met the swell of her buttocks, buried fully inside her now-stuffed hole. My cockhead pressed against the deepest end of her rectum, and she shrieked, eyes wide, her once perpetually sneering mouth agape in pure, paralyzing agony.

I held still for a moment, savoring the overwhelming sensation of her backside clenching and gripping every inch of me. It was incredible—hot, tight, and full of the shocked resistance of her muscles. And above all, there was a deep, sadistic satisfaction in watching Gwenneth's face.

Her lips, which had always mocked me, now trembled. Tears overflowed from her beautiful eyes, streaming down her flushed cheeks. Her hands clawed at the sheets, knuckles white.

This woman had once been so arrogant, so haughty, never hesitating to slap me for daring to look at her too long, or for daring to share the same hallway and invade her personal space.

Seeing that proud bitch cry like a frightened child from the pain I was inflicting… it gave me indescribable satisfaction.

"It hurts… it hurts so much… Master… please… stop…" she whimpered, her voice broken and full of suffering. "You're too rough… too rough… I can't… please pull it out…"

My Cow and my Bunny beside her watched Gwen's suffering with mixed expressions.

Delilah gently stroked her eldest daughter's hair, her voice hoarse but soothing. "Shhh… Easy, dear… take a deep breath. Mommy knows it hurts… But you must endure. You're Master's good pet, aren't you? A good pet obeys whatever her Master asks."

Angeline, on the other hand, her face still wet with tears and my sperm, managed a weak smile. "Y-yes, Sis… try… try to relax your muscles. Fighting it only makes it worse. I did the same. But believe me, later… later it feels good. It's strange… but addictive."

Their caring words, which so completely supported this torture, sounded bizarre and perverse in the midst of it all. But it didn't last long.

I moved my free left hand. Swiftly, my fingers slipped between Delilah's thighs and plunged directly into her wide-open sex. My stepmother gasped, then let out a long moan. "Ahh! Master… so sudden…"

At the same time, my right hand reached for Angeline and two fingers immediately slid into her tight little pussy. "Kyaa! Master!" the little rabbit cried.

Now, I had my cock buried in Gwenneth's bleeding rear, my left fingers buried in Delilah's cunt, and my right fingers playing with Angeline's clit and entrance. The three of them moaned in chaotic harmony.

While continuing to play with the two women beside her, I glared intensely at Gwenneth's weeping face.

"Look at you, Piggy," I taunted, my voice dripping with scorn. "You used to be so arrogant, so confident. You thought the world revolved around your pathetic self. Now? You're just your Master's crying pig, getting your asshole pierced. You should be thanking me. I'm taking the virginity of your dirty, worthless backside."

Gwenneth, through her sobs, drew a ragged breath.

"I… I thank you… Master… thank you… for taking… my dirty backside's virginity…" my Pig uttered, her voice almost inaudible.

"A good pet accepts everything her Master gives, be it affection, food, or… punishment," I continued, emphasizing the word 'punishment'. "Do you understand, Pig?"

She nodded, her tears continuing to fall. "I-I understand, Master…"

"Good."

Then, I began to move.

The first motion inside her tight hole made her scream in pain again. "AAAAH! NO! IT HURTS! MASTER, PLEASE—!"

I didn't care. I pulled my cock almost all the way out, then slammed it back in hard.

Squelch! That wet, disgusting sound echoed. Gwenneth howled, her body shaking violently.

Delilah and Angeline beside her were jostled by my movements, but the pleasure from my fingers inside them kept them moaning, though worry flickered in their eyes.

I kept moving, each thrust a torture for Gwenneth's body, unaccustomed to anal penetration, let alone of my size. The rhythm was brutal and merciless.

"You arrogant pig!" I snarled, slamming into her reddening cheeks.

SMACK!

"Where's your pride now?! Where's that condescending look?! When you kicked me out of the living room just because my smell offended your noble nose?!"

SMACK!

"When you laughed seeing me trip on the stairs and called me a 'useless loser'?!"

SMACK!

"When you arrogantly said I wasn't worthy of the Socheron name, that I was just trash living off you?!"

Each thrust was accompanied by questions and insults that cut deeper than the physical pain. Gwenneth could only cry and apologize, her voice shattered and desperate.

"Sorry! Please forgive me! Stop! I beg you, Master! I'm scum! I'm trash! I'm a pig! P-Please… be gentler… stop… I can't take it…"

"Stop?" I let out a cold laugh, not slowing my rhythm in the slightest. "You think you have the right to ask me to stop? You're just a pig. A pig has no rights. A pig just has to accept whatever her Master gives her, until her Master is satisfied!"

I plunged deeper, harder. The pain in Gwenneth's rear reached its peak, but beneath the searing agony, something else slowly began to creep in. Maybe because her mind was starting to surrender, associating this pain with obedience and acceptance of her fate. Her moans, once pure agony, began to change, taking on another note—a moan that sounded almost… pleasurable.

Her nose was covered by the pig's snout, forcing her to breathe through her mouth. She opened it wide like an animal, panting for air. Drool dripped, her tongue lolling out.

I felt my climax approaching. My thrusts grew faster, more uncontrolled. Under my fingers, Delilah and Angeline were also on the brink.

"AAAAH, MASTER! I'M CUMMING!" Delilah screamed, her body shaking violently, her cunt clenching tightly around my fingers.

"Hnngg! M-Me too! Kyaaa!" Angeline shrieked, following her mother.

And at nearly the same moment, I drove my cock as deep as it would go into Gwenneth's bowels and unleashed a torrent of hot cum, filling her rectum to overflowing.

"AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!" Gwenneth screeched, her body convulsing violently, experiencing her first forced anal orgasm—likely more painful than pleasurable, yet still stripping her of all control.

I pulled my spent cock from her now-loose, reddened, and cum-dripping rear. She collapsed to the floor, powerless, left only with weak sobs.

My gaze turned to Charlotte, who had been watching all this with ragged breath, her body writhing wildly in her bonds. The fluids from her pussy and ass had formed a sizable puddle on the floor.

"So, Aunt Charlotte," I said, my voice hoarse yet clear. "You've seen how I treat my pets. Now… do you want the same?"

Charlotte stared at me. In her eyes was a mad conflict—horror, disgust, fear… but also a burning thirst, a need that almost overwhelmed everything else. Slowly, with hesitant yet clear movement, she nodded.

I smiled. I walked over and simply released the rope suspending her, letting her fall limply to the floor. I didn't remove the ball gag or her wrist ties. Let her remain helpless.

"Then," I whispered, looking at the four women now all lying on the floor of my room, "let's continue this party."

That night dissolved into a relentless orgy. I took all four of them in turn, sometimes two at once. I used every hole they had. The room was filled with the smells of sex, sweat, semen, and various other bodily fluids. Moans, screams, cries, and the sounds of colliding bodies became the constant soundtrack.

If it weren't for the [Fertility Control] skill, they would all have gotten pregnant.

Angeline, my sweet Bunny, was the first to pass out. Her body was exhausted after brutal sodomy and multiple forced orgasms. She lay in a corner, breathing shallowly, her body still twitching occasionally.

Next was my arrogant Pig, Gwenneth. After losing her anal virginity and experiencing extreme physical and mental torture, she finally couldn't take any more. Her consciousness slipped away, her voluptuous body lying limp beside her sister, still dripping my seed from various openings.

But I wasn't finished yet. Delilah, my Cow, and Charlotte, my slave, still held on. They were the highest-level Awakeners, with incredible stamina and endurance.

I took them in every corner of the room, in every position imaginable. As dawn began to break, illuminating the wrecked room heavy with the smell of sex and bodies, I still hadn't stopped. I pressed Charlotte against the wall, taking her from behind brutally, while Delilah knelt before me, her mouth working tirelessly on my indefatigable cock.

And in the midst of it all, a beautiful notification appeared in my field of view.

[Quest: Revenge - Successfully Completed]

[You have received 10,000 EXP.]

[You Have Leveled Up to Level 57]

[You Have Received 5 Stat Points]

[You Have Leveled Up to Level 58]

[You Have Received 5 Stat Points]

[You Have Leveled Up to Level 59]

[You Have Received 5 Stat Points]

I smiled amidst my thrusts into Charlotte.

It seemed Alex was dead.

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