After I left, the group of women finished their meal shortly afterward.
They tidied up the dishes and gathered together, creating a lively scene that resembled a party. However, this wasn't a celebration; it was a council of war regarding their future and destiny.
"Everyone is already aware of the request made by our benefactor. So, what are your thoughts?"
Lycoris stood at the head of the room, looking around at all the sisters present.
For a moment, silence reigned. The hundreds of women looked at each other, none willing to speak first.
On the surface, everyone here was equal in status—victims of the same monster. But in a group of over a hundred, a hierarchy naturally formed. Lycoris, who had been the one to interact with the new Regulus, was the default leader.
"Big Sister, what do you think?" one of the girls asked, turning the question back to her.
"If possible, I would like to reserve my opinion for last," Lycoris said gently.
She knew the dynamic well. If she expressed her opinion first, the vast majority would follow her lead blindly. That wasn't what she wanted. She wanted these women to make their own decisions, to finally pursue their own happiness after living in a cage for so long.
However, faced with Lycoris's deflection, the girls hesitated.
"I want to follow Big Sister."
"Me too. If it weren't for Big Sister taking care of me, I wouldn't be alive. My life belongs to her. Wherever she goes, I go."
"I have nowhere else to go... if possible..."
Just as Lycoris feared, most of the girls chose to follow her simply out of habit and dependence.
However, some remained silent. This gave Lycoris a glimmer of hope. Perhaps those silent ones had their own ideas?
"And you? Can you tell me your thoughts?" Lycoris asked a girl who had been quiet.
The girl looked uncomfortable. She wasn't stupid; she realized Lycoris was trying to use her as an example of independent thinking.
She hesitated.
"I'm sorry, Big Sister. I haven't decided yet. Please allow me to reserve my opinion for now," she said, apologizing with her eyes.
She didn't want to be the first to break ranks. Moreover, she truly hadn't decided. Should she give herself to this new man to repay a debt?
His intention to usurp the throne and take over the household was obvious. If she refused, she would likely have to leave. But where could she go? Once they were abducted, they lost their place in the world.
Besides... putting aside the others, she knew Lycoris would definitely choose to submit.
"I see," Lycoris said, slightly disappointed but not angry.
She realized she had expected too much too soon. These women had been traumatized; asking them to think independently so quickly was unfair.
"Should we put this matter on hold for now? Give everyone some time?" Lycoris suggested.
"Big Sister, please tell us your decision first," someone urged.
"Yes, I want to hear your decision."
"Me too."
The pressure mounted. Lycoris hesitated. Her words would decide the fate of dozens of women.
"Phew~" She let out a soft breath and closed her eyes.
When she opened them again, her gaze was resolute.
"I really can't do anything with you guys," she said with a helpless smile. "However, my opinion is for reference only. Don't let my decision force your hand."
She took a deep breath.
"I will stay."
Silence filled the room.
"It isn't just to repay a debt of gratitude," she continued, her voice steady. "It is also because... I have fallen for him."
"Eh?"
"Huh!?"
"You... you like him?"
Hundreds of jaws dropped. This was too fast! Love at first sight with the man who killed their husband?
Of course, Lycoris was lying.
She would indeed stay, but not for love. She stayed because she couldn't bear to leave them.
She knew that no matter what she said, a large portion of the sisters would stay—either out of gratitude, fear of the outside world, or simply having nowhere else to go.
If she left, who would protect them? Who would ensure this new "Regulus" wasn't just another monster in a different skin?
She had to stay. She had to vet him personally.
"That's right," she lied smoothly, forcing a blush onto her cheeks. "It was love at first sight. That's why I'm staying. So, my opinion is biased. You shouldn't use it as a reference."
She looked at her bewildered sisters with a shy smile.
"Okay, that's all for today. You have one day. By tomorrow morning, I hope you can make your own choices—choices you won't regret."
The meeting dispersed.
Without prior arrangement, some of the bolder girls exchanged glances and then quietly slipped out of the hall.
Noticing this, Lycoris shook her head and followed them at a distance.
When she arrived at the guest wing, the scene was spectacular. Dozens of girls were jostling and pushing each other in the hallway, pressing their ears against a specific door, trying to hear what was happening inside.
"What a bunch of curious girls," Lycoris sighed.
But she understood. They had been suppressing their feelings for too long. A little curiosity about the "new master" and the "Princess" was natural.
She stood back, watching them fool around. As long as they didn't disturb him, she wouldn't stop them.
But just as she thought this...
BANG!
The door was suddenly thrown open from the inside.
The startled crowd gasped as they saw a pair of slender arms desperately reaching out from the room, grabbing the doorframe.
"Let me go! I was wrong! I'm sorry, please..." Capella's voice pleaded, filled with genuine panic.
Unfortunately for the Princess, a strong hand clamped around her waist.
"That won't do," a deep, amused voice came from the shadows. "Because... I take promises very seriously. How can I let you go before I've collected my deposit?"
As she was dragged back into the darkness, Capella's tone snapped from fear to pure, venomous rage.
"I said NO! You piece of trash! Maggot! You're just a horny male dog! Let go! Let me go right now!" she shrieked.
"Or I'll kill you! I'll absolutely kill you, you disgusting scum! And I'll kill your filthy, rotting, wanton wives too! Waaah! Guaaaah~"
"Hehe~" The man's laugh was dark. "Your mouth really stinks. It's absolutely disgusting. Looks like I really need to give you a good mouth washing."
"Waaaaah~ No—!"
SLAM!
The door slammed shut with a resounding click, sealing Capella's fate inside the guest room with the new Regulus. The dozens of eavesdropping girls froze in the hallway, their faces flushed with a mix of fear, curiosity, and an unwelcome heat stirring in their cores. They had heard everything—the princess's desperate pleas turning to furious curses, his deep, commanding voice laced with amusement and anger, the promise of a "mouth washing" that sent shivers down their spines. Lycoris watched from afar, her own body betraying her with a traitorous warmth between her thighs, knowing she had to stay and protect her sisters... but also wondering what it would feel like to be claimed by such a beast.
One of the bolder girls, a petite brunette with wide eyes and trembling lips, whispered to the group, "Did you hear that? He's... he's punishing her for insulting us. For calling us wanton wives." The words hung heavy in the air, igniting a spark of forbidden arousal among them. They pressed closer to the door, ears straining to catch the muffled sounds from within: Capella's sobs turning to gasps, the rustle of fabric tearing, his low growls of dominance as he forced her to submit.
Inside the room, Regulus pinned Capella against the bed, his strong hand gripping her throat just enough to make her gasp. "You think you can insult my women and get away with it, princess?" he snarled, his other hand yanking her dress up to expose her pale thighs. Capella writhed beneath him, her body arching despite her protests, her core already slick with unwanted desire. "'No! Stop, you filthy—'" Her words cut off as he shoved his fingers into her mouth, silencing her with a rough, invading thrust. "'Time to clean that dirty tongue of yours,'" he murmured, his erection pressing hard against her hip, promising more.
Outside, the girls couldn't tear themselves away. Petite brunette's hand unconsciously slipped under her skirt, rubbing her aching clit through her panties as she imagined herself in Capella's place. Beside her, another sister, a curvaceous redhead, bit her lip to stifle a moan, her nipples hardening against her thin blouse. "'He's... protecting us,'" Another girl breathed, her voice husky with lust. "'What if we all have to... repay him like this?'" The thought sent a wave of heat through the group, some shifting uncomfortably as their pussies grew wet, others exchanging heated glances, wondering if they dared peek or join.Lycoris approached quietly, her heart pounding. "Girls, we should—" But her words faltered as a loud slap echoed from the room, followed by Capella's muffled cry of pain mixed with pleasure. The new master's voice rumbled through the door: "'Beg for it, slut. Beg me to fuck you senseless.'" The eavesdroppers gasped collectively, their bodies igniting with arousal. One by one, they began to touch themselves secretly—fingers circling swollen buds, hips grinding against nothing—as the sounds of rough, passionate sex filled the hallway: the bed creaking, skin slapping against skin, Capella's screams turning to ecstatic moans.
Soon, the temptation grew too strong. Petite brunette, unable to resist, cracked the door open just a sliver, revealing the erotic scene: Regulus's muscular form pounding into Capella from behind, her ass red from spanks, her face buried in the pillows as she came hard around his thick cock. The sight pushed the girls over the edge—Lycoris included—as they surrendered to their desires, fingering themselves frantically in the shadows, whispering filthy fantasies about being next in line for their beastly husband's wrath and pleasure.
Inside the room, Regulus grunted with satisfaction as he claimed Capella's quivering body, his hips slamming against hers with brutal force. He felt a dark thrill of power at her submission, her pride shattered by his dominance.
"You're mine now, princess," he growled, his fingers digging into her hips as he fucked her relentlessly, determined to brand her as his possession. Capella trembled beneath him, her mind reeling from the intensity of her own arousal, her body betraying her with waves of pleasure that clashed with her haughty defiance.
"No... you can't... I won't—" she whimpered, but her protests only seemed to spur him on, his thrusts growing harder, deeper, until she was crying out in ecstasy, her pussy clenching around his cock as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensations. As she came down from her high, Capella felt a begrudging respect for her new master's skill and control, even as she seethed with resentment at being reduced to a mere fucktoy.
Regulus, for his part, felt a sense of satisfaction at having broken her, at claiming her body as his own plaything. He knew this was just the beginning of their twisted game, and he looked forward to seeing how far he could push her, how much pleasure—and pain—he could extract from her defiant spirit. As he pulled out of her, his thick cock glistening with her juices, he smiled grimly, already planning his next move in their dark dance of dominance and submission. The princess, for all her arrogance, was now his to command, and he intended to use her in whatever ways pleased him, no matter her protests or pleas for mercy. She had crossed the line, insulting his women, and now she would pay the price, one brutal orgasm at a time.
"No! You can't—I'm a virgin there! Please, not like this!" she sobbed, her voice breaking as hot tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, soaking the silk sheets.Regulus loomed over her like a shadowed beast, his muscular frame dwarfing her fragile form. His thick cock, veined and throbbing with rage-fueled lust, pressed insistently against her lower back, a monstrous length that promised agony.
"Oh, but I can, princess," he growled, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers through her core. "You insulted my women—called them wanton sluts. Now you'll learn what it means to be broken. Your tight little virgin ass is mine to ruin." With one massive hand, he yanked her hips up, forcing her onto her knees in a humiliating doggy position, her face buried in the pillows to muffle her screams.
Regulus's massive hand gripped Capella's hip, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her back onto his rigid cock. She let out a pained whimper, her body tensing as he stretched her untouched hole beyond its limits. The thick head of his dick pushed past her tight ring of muscle, a burning sensation that made her see stars. "Nnngh... stop! It hurts!" she cried, her voice muffled by the pillow.But Regulus was relentless, his hips snapping forward to bury himself to the hilt inside her virgin ass. Capella's eyes rolled back in her head, a strangled scream caught in her throat as the monster within her twitched and pulsed, its hot, throbbing length splitting her open. She felt every ridge and vein as he filled her completely, the overwhelming fullness making her light-headed.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Regulus grunted, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise as he began to move. Each brutal thrust drove his cock deeper, the wet squelch of their joining echoing through the room. Capella sobbed into the pillow, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as she tried to accommodate his size, her insides clenching and fluttering around the invasion."You... you can't—this is too much!" she gasped, her words punctuated by the harsh slaps of skin on skin and the creaking of the bed frame. But Regulus only growled in response, his pace increasing as he claimed her ass with ruthless efficiency, fucking her like a beast in heat.
Capella's mind reeled, her body overwhelmed by the intense stimulation. She had never imagined such pleasure could be derived from pain, her nerves alight with every brutal thrust. Despite her initial screams of protest, she found herself panting, her hips rocking back to meet his forceful drives."Yes, take it," Regulus snarled, his hands sliding around to grasp her breasts, pinching and twisting her sensitive nipples. "Show me how much you need to be broken." Capella whimpered, her back arching as pleasure spiked through her, her clit throbbing in time with his relentless pounding.As he fucked her mercilessly, Regulus watched the princess's face contort in a mix of agony and ecstasy, her pride shattered by his dominance. He reveled in her submission, in the way her untouched hole yielded to his cock, in the broken whimpers that spilled from her lips. This was what it meant to be truly claimed, to have one's virginity stolen in the most degrading way possible.Capella's thoughts were a jumbled mess, her body betraying her as she felt the first stirrings of climax. She hated the way her pussy clenched, the way her ass twitched around his invading length, the way her mind screamed for release even as her pride rebelled against the pleasure. But it was no use - she was lost in a maelstrom of sensation, helpless to resist the dark, primal urges that drove her closer to the edge.
With a final, brutal thrust, Regulus buried himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself deep inside her virgin ass. Capella cried out, her body convulsing as she came hard, her pussy gushing with fluid as her ass clenched rhythmically around his throbbing length. She felt him fill her with his seed, marking her as his property, his possession.
As they both came down from their high, Regulus pulled out slowly, his thick cock slick with her juices and his cum. Capella collapsed onto the bed, her body shaking, her mind reeling from the intensity of what had just happened. She knew her life would never be the same, that she had been irrevocably changed by this beast of a man and his brutal claiming. And as she lay there, her ass still tender and leaking, she couldn't help but wonder what other degradations awaited her...
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