Chapter 492: 492. Introducing A New Hole That I Will Thrust To Make Her Learn Better**

Elizabeth stared up at him, her pride stinging, but her soul recognizing the absolute truth in his words. He wasn’t being cruel; he was setting the terms of their engagement, but he was demanding she meet him on his level of strength.

She swallowed hard, her gaze steadying. The "professor" was gone, replaced by a woman who understood the weight of the man she was trying to tame.

"I can," she said, her voice low and filled with a new, quiet resolve.

She reached up, not to grab him this time, but to cup his cheek with a singular, focused tenderness. "I don’t want to compete with them, Rex..."

"I just want to be the one who makes you forget they even exist."

Rex’s smirk returned, slower and more satisfied this time.

"Now that," he murmured, leaning down to capture her lips again, "is a plan worth executing."

The atmosphere in the room shifted from heated debate to a raw, dominant command. Rex didn’t wait for her to settle; he grabbed her hips and flipped her, forcing her onto her hands and knees in the center of the bed.

"But still... it counts as something that I hate if you say that I have to forget they even exist."

Elizabeth gasped, her chest heaving as she looked back at him over her shoulder, her hair disheveled and her eyes wide. "Rex? What are you—"

Before she could finish, Rex delivered a sharp, stinging slap to her left buttock. The sound echoed like a gunshot in the quiet room.

SLAP!

"Ahnnn!" she yelped, her body jolting forward. "What was that for?!"

"That," Rex growled, his hand hovering, ready for the next strike, "is for the possessiveness."

"For the idea that you can claim me like a piece of property just because you locked a door." He delivered another heavy, resounding spank to her right cheek, making her skin flush a deep, angry red.

PLAPPP!

"Nhhhh—ahhnnn~!"

"I belong to no one, Elizabeth. Not Lily, not Diana, and certainly not you."

"If you want to act like a woman who thinks she owns the man, then you’re going to be punished like one."

"Punished?" she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of indignation and a terrifying, rising heat. "But... but I’m trying to be better!"

"Then learn," Rex commanded.

He moved behind her, his large hands gripping her waist to hold her steady. He wasn’t looking at her wet, pulsing pussy, which was already slick with her desire.

Instead, his eyes were fixed on the tight, puckered rosebud of her anus. "Tonight, we’re going to expand your horizons."

"You’ve had the front, but you haven’t truly felt the depth of me yet."

Elizabeth blinked, her brow furrowing in confusion. "E-expand...?"

"What do you mean? Rex, you’ve already been so deep..."

"Not deep enough," he murmured, his fingers reaching down to probe the tight entrance of her most forbidden opening.

"Wait—what is that?" she asked, her voice rising in a pitch of genuine uncertainty.

She felt the pressure of his finger, a sensation so foreign and intense it made her toes curl into the sheets. "Rex, what are you doing there...?"

"It feels... different. It feels tight. It feels like you’re touching something that isn’t meant to be touched!"

"It’s called anal, Elizabeth," Rex said, his voice a dark, instructional purr as he began to work his fingers to stretch the tight muscle. "It’s the ultimate surrender."

"It’s where you stop being a lady and start being a vessel."

"It’s going to be tight, it’s going to be intense, and it’s going to remind you exactly who is in control."

"Anal?" she repeated, the word tasting strange and scandalous on her tongue.

The sheer concept of it sent a wave of primal fear through her, but beneath the fear was a thrumming, electric curiosity. "But... is it... is it supposed to feel like that?"

"It’s supposed to feel like you’re being completely conquered," Rex promised, his eyes darkening as he prepared to replace his fingers with the massive, unyielding weight of his cock. "Now, hold still."

"This is where the real lesson begins."

Rex gripped her hips with bruising force, his large hands anchoring her as he positioned the massive, throbbing head of his cock against the tight, puckered entrance of her anus. The sensation of the blunt, hot tip pressing against that forbidden opening made Elizabeth’s breath hitch in a panicked gasp.

"Rex... wait," she stammered, her eyes wide and frantic as she looked back at him. "That... that feels so strange."

"It feels... so dirty..."

"It’s not how it’s supposed to be! A woman of my standing... it feels so unrefined, so..."

"It feels like heaven is what it feels like," Rex interrupted, his voice a low, commanding rumble. He didn’t care about her ’standing’ or her ’refinement.’

He only cared about the raw, primal reality of her body.

As she began to protest, her mind racing with the social impropriety of the act, Rex delivered a stinging, authoritative spank to her reddened buttock.

SLAP!

"Ahnnnn! Rex!" she cried out, her body arching. "N-no... please not there... it’s scary...!"

"Stop thinking!" he barked, following the slap with another heavy, punishing blow.

SLAP!

"Stop worrying about what’s ’proper’ and start feeling what’s real!"

"This is anal, Elizabeth."

"It’s supposed to be intense, it’s supposed to be overwhelming, and it’s supposed to make you forget every single rule you’ve ever learned!" He delivered a third spank, the force of it making her hips quiver.

SLAP!

"Every time you try to retreat into your head, you get a reminder. Now, take it!"

With a sudden, powerful surge of his hips, Rex drove himself forward. He didn’t lunge; he pushed with a slow, relentless, and agonizingly deliberate force.

PLAPPPPPPPPPPPP!

"NNGGHHHAAHNNNN~!"

Elizabeth let out a strangled, high-pitched scream that was half terror and half ecstasy as she felt her tight, unyielding muscle being forced to stretch and accommodate his incredible girth.

"OH GOD! REX! IT’S... IT’S TOO MUCH!" she wailed, her fingers clawing at the bedsheets until her knuckles turned white.

The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a deep, stretching fullness that felt as though he were reaching into her very core, touching parts of her that had never known the sun. It was a heavy, intrusive, and utterly transformative pressure.

"Take it all, you bitch!" Rex roared, his own face contorted in a mask of intense concentration and lust. He didn’t let up, using his weight to drive himself deeper, inch by agonizing inch.

As he finally buried himself to the hilt, the sheer impact of his cock slamming into her rectum sent a shockwave through her entire nervous system. Elizabeth’s head fell forward, her eyes rolling back in her head, her mouth hanging open in a silent, stunned scream.

The "dirty" sensation she had feared was being rapidly overwritten by a sensation of total, absolute invasion. She wasn’t just being fucked; she was being rearranged.

"OGGHHHH~! FUUUCCCKKK...!!! IT’S SO DEEEEPPPP INSIDEEEE~!"

"There," Rex grunted, his breath hot against her sweaty skin as he stayed buried deep inside her, letting her body adjust to the incredible, stretching fullness. "Now you know."

"Now you really know what it means to belong to me."

"HOHHH~! UGGGHHHH! AHN~! YESSHH~!"

Elizabeth could only moan, a low, broken sound of pure, unadulterated surrender, as the sheer, overwhelming reality of the act settled into her bones. The professor was gone; there was only the sensation of him filling her in a way that was both beautiful and brutal.

The moment of stillness was a lie, a brief pause before the storm returned with a vengeance. Rex didn’t give her a second to recover from the initial shock of the intrusion.

The moment he felt her internal muscles begin to twitch and wrap around him, he let out a primal, predatory growl and began to move.

But this wasn’t the rhythmic, measured pace of before. This was a violent, frantic assault.

He began to pump into her with a terrifying, piston-like speed. "Better loosen up that asshole because I’m going even deeper while pounding this shit~!"

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

The sound of his pelvis slamming against her backside was a rhythmic, wet slapping that filled the room, a brutal percussion to her frantic moans. He was fucking her asshole with a ferocity that felt like he was trying to hammer his way through her very soul.

"OH! REX! REX! AHHH!" Elizabeth screamed, her voice breaking into a series of high-pitched, desperate shrieks.

The sensation was overwhelming, a sharp, stretching, almost stinging pleasure that felt like it was tearing her apart and putting her back together all at once. It was too much, it was too quick, it was too intense, and she was absolutely losing her mind.

To stabilize her against the violent force of his thrusts, Rex reached around her trembling body. He didn’t grab her waist this time; instead, his massive hands reached up and clamped onto her breasts.

He gripped her heavy, aching tits with a bruising strength, using them like handles to pull her backward against him with every lunge.

"You like this, don’t you?" Rex roared over the sound of their colliding bodies, his fingers digging deep into her soft flesh, squeezing her breasts so hard they nearly spilled through his grip. "You like being used like this!"

"No dignity, no rules, just a fucking hole for me to wreck!"

He yanked her back harder, the movement forcing his cock even deeper into her tight, screaming rectum. The sheer friction was incredible.

Elizabeth’s head was tossing wildly from side to side, her hair a chaotic mess across the pillows. Her eyes were completely blown out, the pupils swallowing the irises as she drifted in a sea of pure, unadulterated sensation.

"YES! YES! RUIN ME!" she wailed, her voice a raw, guttural sound that no scholar would ever recognize. "FUCK ME! BREAK ME, REX! AHHH!"