Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master



"Aah, ah, ah...You are a fucking bastard," she whispered. Her hands were gripping his arms, and her legs were quivering. She was sweating, and her chest was rising and falling, and her breathing was ragged and hoarse.

He chuckled and leaned down to bite her nipples and then he bit her neck, leaving a mark.

"You are a filthy, dirty, bitch, and you'll always be one." He was thrusting hard, and his cock was ramming inside her, and his balls were slapping her ass.

Her back was arching, and her pussy was convulsing around his cock, and his thrust were getting faster and deeper.

"I'll make you mine, and you will always come to me." He wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her up, lifting her off the ground, his cock still deep inside her pussy.

She was whimpering, her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was agape, and her back was arching and she was screaming. The pleasure was just too much to bear.

She could only think of one thing. That she wanted him to claim her as his and to make her his, and to own her. And she wanted him to fuck her, over and over again. 'No, no, no! What am I thinking about? This isn't the way.' But her body betrayed her.

He slammed her back to the ground, her breasts squashed against his chest, his cock still buried inside her pussy. He was ramming into her so hard, and the sensation of him slamming inside her was just too much.

He pulled her hair back and kissed her passionately, and he was able to see her facial expression. She was unable to speak and unable to say anything. She was just moaning.

His cock was hardening, and his balls tightened. "I'm going to come inside you."

"No. Not inside, please. I don't want your baby!!" She pleaded. She was so close to her climax and she was hoping she wouldn't have to carry the child of the man she despised.

He chuckled and whispered. "Don't worry. There are plenty of medicines for that. Just eat that. Your pleadings are only making me want to come inside you."

Her body shuddered, and her pussy was twitching. Her juices were gushing out, and she was trembling.

"Ahhh!" She cried.

"Yes, scream for me, bitch," he said.

"Ahhhh!" She screamed. Her pussy was clamping down on his cock, and her legs were trembling. He was pounding inside her, his balls slapping on her thighs, and her body was being pushed back and forth.

Her pussy was spasming. Her legs were trembling, and her pussy was dripping, and her juices were flooding out. She couldn't contain herself.

"Yes, I'm coming!" he growled, and his balls exploded.

His cock was swelling inside her, and her pussy was clamping down so hard that she was unable to breathe. His cum was filling her up and she could feel his warm seed shooting inside her womb.I think you should take a look at

The sensation of his cock shooting inside her was so good, and her pussy was convulsing, milking his cock, trying to extract all the cum she could.

He was groaning, his whole body shuddering, and his cock was twitching inside her pussy.

"Bastard! You shot inside." She was gasping for air, her whole body was shivering. She was sweating profusely and her head was spinning.

He held her for a moment for her to catch her breath and then pulled his cock out. She could feel the sensation of his cum leaking out, and it was making her body shudder.

"That was fun," he said.

She didn't reply. She shot him a glare, still panting. "I'll..." She panted again. "I'll kill you, bastard. For fucking my life. For fucking my body. I'll make you pay that you wish you never derailed from your original path." She cursed him.

His happy face suddenly fell and turned serious. He didn't say anything and just looked straight into her eyes. His eyes were cold and calculated like they had all the rage in the world. For a second, she was worried.

Then he spoke. "You will always remember this. You will always remember the feeling of my cock inside you. The way you screamed for more. The way you begged for more. The way you yearned for me to fuck you. The way you pleaded for my cum. You will always remember me." He paused. "And you will always be mine, my pet."

"Stop this nonsense. I'll get rid of you. You are nothing to me. You're just a pervert," she spat at him.

He didn't reply. He was looking at her. "You still haven't learned, don't ya?" He chuckled as his eyes gleamed unearthly crimson.

"What are you doing? Stop this!" She didn't know what was happening.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. You can't feel pain but you can feel pleasure. That means, fighting you head-on with swords and magic is useless and foolish but fighting you with hands and cock is the correct way. So that made me think..."

She gulped. "Wh-what are you thinking? Get off me, you fucker." She tried to pull away from him but his grip was firm on her back.

"What if...I fucked you so much that you break your mind? Would that render you useless? Like, would that stop your madness? The way you will yearn for my cock, the way you beg for my cum, the way you will plead for me to fuck you and own you."

"Stop this shit. What the fuck are you thinking about, you pervert?" She spat.

He didn't reply. "Yes...that must be the only way. To fuck your brains out every time I see you. To fuck you so bad that you won't be able to live without me or my cock." He laughed loudly, his laughter echoing through the streets.

She felt hairs on her body standing up and the sensation of her whole body shivering was something that she has never experienced before.

He looked at her, his eyes were cold, and his voice was dark and menacing. "I'll make you pay for what you did to my lovers!"