Torture Beginning

Fingmi’s and Edrick’s lips pushed against one another. All the while, she was pinned against the couch, her clothes removed before she could even realise it. Her hands instinctively moved to unbutton his shirt so that her palms and fingers could feel the toughness and strength of his muscles directly.

Her lust could only be matched by her shame… She was throwing herself at the man who had imprisoned her, tortured her, and done terrible things to her old clan and to her Alrin, but she simply couldn’t control herself at this point. She didn’t know when exactly it happened, but for a reason she couldn’t comprehend, she had developed feelings for him. And these feelings refused to be buried and ignored.

It was fine whilst inside Natucor. At that time, she could lie to herself and pretend that she would never see him again... But now that it was perfectly clear that there was no way to forget these feelings, Fingmi was unable to contain herself. She kissed him like she had never kissed Linfeng.

The sensations pushing her to act this way could not be restrained any longer. It was primal. It was purely instinctual. Her reason as a sapient being was simply thrown out of the window in favour of a more animalistic view on things.

Even though she had true love for Linfeng, her body wanted to give itself to the strongest male she knew. It wanted to be a body belonging to Edrick Lucien Anoteros…

Both of them quickly ended up completely nude, their skin pressing against one another as her rosy pit shimmered with expectation–Said expectation was swiftly met as the scion pushed the head of his massive sceptre into the hungry slit.

The pink palace welcomed him with open arms. He slid inside without any problem, and Fingmi moaned louder than she had ever moaned, as not only was he within her, but he was also licking and kissing her humble chest, leaving her mouth free to emit all the vocalisations it could possibly want to produce.

Without Fingmi noticing a thing. The door to the room was opened by Xiaolie outside. The maid went ahead and opened the door, holding Linfeng as well, allowing his Alrinir’s vocalisations of feral pleasure to reach him in full.

“EDRICK! I’LL KILL YOU!”

His shout went unnoticed by Fingmi, who was far too inexperienced for the overwhelming pleasure Edrick was capable of dishing out. Until this very moment, she had only ever experienced Viots at his hands… Viots designed to only allow the bare minimum of pleasure for her.

Anoteros had done his best to push back when she would inevitably develop feelings for him, but he had honestly been quite disappointed by how little willpower she ended up displaying. Had he attempted the same thing with one of his current wives, or even any of his named maids, they definitely wouldn’t have faltered nearly as quickly, if ever.

Fingmi was simply weak. The attention of a man like himself–No matter what form it might take–Was simply doomed to lead to her falling in love. She was certainly the perfect Yin distributor for Linfeng.

Actwin had extracted information from Linfeng’s system that even it wouldn’t have been normally able to share with its own user, but faced with a higher-ranked, more powerful system, it had spilt the beans swiftly and without much insistence. It was simply a demonstration of how great the hierarchy was amongst systems.

As such, Anoteros was aware of what Linfeng’s true strength was all about, and also of how special Fingmi actually was in relation to him. Her inner Yin wasn’t simply aplenty and of excellent quality. It was ever-evolving.

The more it was drained, the greater the quality would become. She was an eternal Yin-dispenser for Linfeng. In Xiaolie’s terms, she was the true ‘cheat’ of Linfeng. The techniques he received were incredible, but Primordial Yang Emperor Physique nonetheless required a lot of work to be enhanced. It required great amounts of Yin to progress. Unfortunately, the Yin from an average woman would quickly lose efficiency, forcing the user to find someone else to dual cultivate with.

Not only did Fingmi completely break this drawback, but she even acquired stronger and stronger Yin as time went on, not to mention that since she had an incredible amount to begin with, Linfeng could have basically dual cultivated with her nonstop and grown stronger without putting in much effort at all.

Anoteros was unaware of how the script had been supposed to go, but if he had to guess, had he not intervened, another villain would have taken action and kickstarted Linfeng’s journey, and it probably would have led to him eventually reuniting with Fingmi at an opportune moment, allowing him to quickly grow in strength to overcome a tough obstacle…

Of course, Edrick's intervention had thrown everything out the window. His actions had eventually led Linfeng down a path that was simply too different from what the script had originally prepared for him. He definitely should have kept travelling and fighting, but instead, he grew frightened for his and the safety of his harem, leading him to hole up inside a secret realm with the full intention of living there and settling down for good.

This mindset had marked the end of him and his script, and now, he could only listen as his dear little Alrin moaned as she was pounded by a man she loved more than him. The very man who had ruined everything for both of them.

“This has to be a nightmare”

He muttered to himself, hearing the distinct slapping of muscular hips slamming against a soft backside. Naturally, he could recognise it. This was the very same sound that would occur when he would make love to Fingmi in the Bestial position.

It was accompanied by enthusiastic moaning and the sound of spanking.

“H-Ahhh~! Y-Yes! Harder, Master!”

In comparison, Edrick’s calm voice was almost impossible to make out, but Linfeng still managed to make out the words he spoke in response to this:

“Now, now… Let’s be mindful of the little one growing in your stomach, alright?”

‘That’s right… My and Fingmi’s Allin is going to fall into his hands… What… What if it’s an Allina she’s waiting for…? Will he…?’

Linfeng found the thought repulsive, but he had a hard time believing that Anoteros wouldn’t be capable of it. If not by pleasure, for the sheer purpose of tormenting him. After all, Edrick was the same man who had forced Linfeng to bed an Immunubil.

The script holder wouldn’t find it surprising if Anoteros himself was a man who enjoyed making love to Immunubils.

‘System… Is there really nothing I can do…?’

…We are doomed…