My heart pounded violently like a war drum in my chest, each beat sending waves of dark excitement through my veins. The forbidden thrill of choice made my blood run hot and my mind spin with almost maddening anticipation.

I stood between the two doors for a long moment, torn by indecision.

Lin Xinrou was safe tonight, her lush, plump body promising a night of overwhelming pleasure. But the image of Shen Yufei from the afternoon refused to leave me—her wet short hair clinging to her skin, the way the bath towel barely contained her proud, seductive curves. That single photo had burned itself into my mind, igniting an insatiable hunger.

In the end, desire won. I turned and gently pushed open Shen Yufei’s door.

The room was shrouded in darkness, thick curtains blocking out any trace of moonlight. Only a soft, cute night light on the bedside table cast a warm, dim glow, illuminating just enough to reveal the sleeping beauty before me.

Shen Yufei lay motionless on the bed, her breathing slow, deep, and perfectly even. The powerful dose Shen Shuai had given her had worked flawlessly—she was utterly defenseless, lost in a heavy, dreamless sleep.

I approached the bed slowly, towering over her like a predator savoring its helpless prey. My eyes drank in every detail.

She wore a delicate pink camisole nightgown made of smooth silk that clung to her body like a second skin, accentuating every tempting curve. The hem had ridden up due to her sleeping position, bunching around her upper thighs and exposing the innocent white cotton panties underneath. One thin strap had slipped off her shoulder, revealing the full, creamy swell of her left breast. With each gentle breath, her chest rose and fell, the soft flesh quivering slightly in the dim light.

I could no longer hold back the raging lust burning inside me. In one swift motion, I yanked down my sports shorts. My massive cock, already painfully hard and veined like steel, sprang free, throbbing heavily in the air.

Kneeling on the bed with one leg, I braced my hands on either side of her body and leaned down, inhaling deeply. Her scent was intoxicating—a sweet blend of youthful feminine fragrance, fresh shower gel, and the faint musk of her body heat.

My hand moved with deliberate slowness. Fingertips traced her silky cheek, slid down the elegant line of her neck, and finally cupped the generous C-cup breast. Even through the thin silk, I could feel the incredible softness and resilient elasticity of her flesh. I spread my fingers wide and began to knead greedily, squeezing and molding the full mound in my palm. The fabric whispered softly against my skin with every movement.

"Mm..." A faint, sleepy whimper escaped Shen Yufei’s lips. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her body shifted instinctively, trying to escape the unfamiliar stimulation.

The sleeping pills kept her trapped in unconsciousness. No matter how much she squirmed, she could not wake.

Her helpless movements only fueled my hunger. I brought my other hand to her chest, using both to lavish attention on her perfect breasts. I squeezed, pinched, and rolled them, deforming the soft flesh into lewd, obscene shapes beneath the silk. Soon, her nipples stiffened into hard little peaks, clearly visible and pressing against the fabric.

"Your body is far more honest than that pretty mouth of yours, Yufei," I whispered with a dark chuckle.

Unable to wait any longer, I grabbed the hem of her nightgown and yanked it upward, bunching the silk above her chest and fully exposing her flawless young body.

Her skin glowed like porcelain under the soft light—smooth, unblemished, and impossibly inviting. Her stomach was flat and toned, with not a single imperfection. My gaze dropped lower, locking onto the white cotton panties that barely concealed her most private treasure.

I hooked my fingers into the waistband and slowly dragged them down her long legs. As the fabric cleared her knees, a rich, feminine scent filled the air—musky, sweet, and intoxicating.

To my delight, her pink, delicate folds were already glistening with a light sheen of moisture. Even in deep sleep, her body remembered. The previous forceful sessions had conditioned her. Her pussy was beginning to prepare itself, secreting slick love juices at the mere presence and touch of a man.

"What a perfect little slut you are," I murmured in awe. I pulled the panties completely off and tossed them aside.

Grasping her slender, shapely thighs, I spread them wide apart, forcing her into a shameless, wide-open position that left nothing hidden. Her tight pink slit was now completely exposed, the puffy lips still pressed together but glistening invitingly. A thin string of clear nectar slowly dripped from her entrance.

Instead of plunging in immediately, I coated my middle and index fingers with her leaking juices and began tracing slow, teasing circles around her swollen clit. Shen Yufei’s breathing quickly grew heavier. Her full breasts heaved more dramatically, and her thighs trembled. Her toes curled tightly as sweet, kittenish moans spilled from her lips.

"Ah... mm... don’t..." she whimpered softly, her head turning restlessly on the pillow. A light sheen of sweat appeared on her forehead as her body reacted instinctively.

The sight of her unconsciously entering heat made my sadistic urges explode. I pressed my slick fingers against her tiny entrance and pushed inside, stretching the incredibly tight channel.

The heat and pressure were overwhelming. Even after being taken before, her young pussy gripped me like a vice, the velvety walls squeezing desperately around my invading fingers.

I pushed deeper, feeling her body resist every inch until both fingers were fully buried. Suddenly, Shen Yufei arched sharply off the bed with a muffled cry of pain. Her inner walls convulsed violently around my fingers as a hot rush of nectar flooded out, soaking my hand.

"You’re already cumming so easily? This is only the beginning," I sneered.

I withdrew my fingers, aligned the swollen, angry purple head of my massive cock against her dripping hole, and gripped her narrow waist firmly. With a powerful thrust of my hips, I drove forward.

"Puff!"

A wet, obscene sound filled the room as my thick glans brutally forced open her tight entrance and speared deep inside.

"Ahhhh!!!" Even in her drugged state, the savage pain tore a piercing scream from Shen Yufei’s throat. Her eyes fluttered open slightly, unfocused and glassy. Her hands flailed weakly in the air.

Fearing she might wake, I crushed my mouth against hers, swallowing her cries as I continued pushing deeper. The incredible tightness nearly made me lose control. Her pussy felt like it was sucking and chewing every inch of my cock with countless tiny mouths. I gritted my teeth and kept advancing until my entire length was buried to the hilt, my heavy balls pressed against her ass and my glans kissing her cervix.

Tears streamed down her cheeks. I released her lips and stared at her tear-stained, beautiful face, drunk on the feeling of total conquest.

"Cry as much as you want, Yufei. Your body already belongs to me."

I began to move—slow, deep strokes at first, letting her adjust to my size. As her juices flowed more freely, the thrusting became smoother and faster. The room soon filled with the lewd, rhythmic sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

I folded her legs up against her chest, holding her completely open. From this angle, I could perfectly see my thick, veined cock stretching her tiny pink pussy with every powerful thrust, pulling out strands of glistening nectar and creamy white froth.

Shen Yufei’s body shook violently under my assault. Her moans grew louder and more broken, shifting from pain into a mixture of unwilling pleasure. Her lower belly twitched rhythmically as another powerful orgasm approached.

"It’s coming... Yufei... take it all!" I growled.

I pounded into her with savage, pile-driver thrusts. Her pussy suddenly clamped down like a fist as she came hard, her walls spasming wildly around my cock. The intense squeezing pushed me over the edge.

With a deep roar, I buried myself to the absolute limit and erupted. Thick, hot jets of cum blasted directly against her cervix, flooding her deepest womb in powerful spurts.

I collapsed on top of her, panting heavily, savoring the feeling of her twitching pussy milking every last drop from me.

After several long minutes, I reluctantly pulled out. A thick mixture of her juices and my semen oozed slowly from her abused hole, soaking the sheets.

I forced myself to stay focused. I cleaned her thoroughly with warm towels, changed the stained sheets, and carefully dressed her again in her nightgown and panties, leaving no visible trace of what had happened.

She remained fast asleep, unaware of how thoroughly she had been claimed