Harem Emperor In The End Times

Ryan’s tongue traced the beautiful woman’s earlobes and slender neck, all while whispering humiliating words to her.

"Mrs. Rose, you’re truly a stunner, a top-notch beauty. Your pussy is exquisite, and you squirt so much—it’s quite impressive."

Rose had never heard such vulgar language before. Even during her intimate moments with her husband years ago, their encounters had been traditional and restrained.

As a woman from a scholarly family, she had never even cursed, let alone been subjected to such obscenities. Words like "slutty pussy" and "juicy cunt" made her tremble with a mix of shame and arousal.

Ryan’s hands roamed freely, firmly grasping her tender breasts. The overwhelming sense of humiliation made Rose twist and writhe, desperately trying to escape the man’s touch. But Ryan only intensified his assault, molding her plump, upright breasts into various shapes, deliberately stimulating her nipples.

A faint pleasure began to spread through her chest, forcing Rose to grit her teeth to suppress her moans.

"Let go! Ah!..." Humiliation, pain, excitement, pleasure, regret, and resentment—this was the chaotic state of the mayor’s wife.

"Mrs. Rose, your nipples are hard. How long has it been since a man last touched you?" Ryan deliberately used her title, "Mrs. Rose," to remind her of her marital status. After all, there was a certain thrill in defiling another man’s wife.

Ryan’s hands explored every inch of her breasts, paying special attention to her nipples. He pinched and rubbed them vigorously, sending waves of pleasure radiating from her chest.

"No, no, uh..." Rose denied her feelings in a panic.

This should have been a normal physiological reaction, but in this situation, Rose felt nothing but humiliation and anger.

"Please... let me go!" Rose’s naked body trembled, her voice breaking as she begged the stranger who had invaded her life.

"What are you afraid of? Just do what you and your husband always do. Pretend I’m him," Ryan said with a lewd grin, though to Rose, his smile was terrifying and obscene.

"No... I’ll give you money..." Rose sobbed, but Ryan ignored her pleas. His hand slid down to her waist, and though her body instinctively curled up, Ryan’s grip was unyielding.

Ryan’s fingers ventured into her black forest, stroking for a moment before plunging into her wetness. The sudden intrusion made Rose gasp, a melodious moan escaping her lips. The sensation of fullness overwhelmed her, and her body trembled as Ryan’s fingers worked inside her.

Rose clenched her eyes shut, her eyelashes fluttering as she tried to maintain her composure. But her resistance was futile. Ryan’s fingers moved rhythmically, rotating and probing, sending intense pleasure coursing through her body.

Finally, Rose could no longer hold back. A long-suppressed moan escaped her throat.

"Ah... don’t... don’t... I don’t want to... stop... it feels good... hurry up~ stop... ah!" As she cried out, her tightness gave way, and a flood of arousal soaked Ryan’s fingers.

"Do you want it or not?" Ryan teased, his lewd smile widening as he continued to finger the dignified, noble woman.

"Sizzle... Sizzle..." Rose remained silent, her eyes closed, but her body betrayed her. Her proud vagina responded to Ryan’s touch, and she was brought to orgasm once again by the stranger.

"Oh my, you’ve come twice in such a short time. I didn’t expect the mayor’s wife to be so lewd, almost like a prostitute," Ryan taunted, his words cutting deep. For a woman of Rose’s status, being compared to a prostitute was the ultimate humiliation.

Rose tried to keep her lips sealed, refusing to give Ryan the satisfaction of hearing her pleasure. But the sounds from her body betrayed her. Her plump, white thighs trembled as Ryan’s fingers worked inside her, and her strength ebbed away with each wave of pleasure.

Gradually, Rose’s legs gave out, and she leaned forward onto Ryan. To steady herself, she had to wrap her arms around his, pressing her breasts against his bare chest. In that moment, they looked like a passionate couple, though the reality was far from it.

"Madam Rose, you came to me willingly! I’ll be disrespectful no longer and enjoy the body of the noble mayor’s wife!" Ryan declared. Rose, too weak to struggle, could only whisper, "No, no."

Ryan carried Rose to the bed. While she was distracted, he spread her legs apart, revealing her wetness. He pulled down his underwear, his iron-hard cock pressing against her entrance. The moist labia parted as he prepared to take her.

Rose’s body went limp, her resistance fading. Just as Ryan was about to thrust into her, she suddenly panicked.

"Wait, wait, don’t~" she pleaded, her voice trembling with fear.

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Ryan paused, curious, "What’s wrong? Are you scared?"

Rose, using the last of her strength, whispered, "Please... use a condom..."

After saying this, she collapsed onto the bed, tears streaming down her face.

Ryan was momentarily stunned. Was Rose actually agreeing to let him have her? This was unexpected. He had assumed he’d have to force her.

A sense of accomplishment washed over him, and his excitement grew. He gently kissed her tears and said, "Okay, don’t cry. I promise. But I have one condition..."

Rose felt a small measure of relief. She couldn’t bear the thought of being humiliated further. If she could at least prevent pregnancy, it would be a small victory. The idea of being raped and then carrying a child from it was too much to bear.

Feeling Ryan’s gentler approach, she nodded slowly.

"I can wear a condom, but I want you to put it on me," Ryan said, sitting beside her. He took her delicate hands and placed them on his cock. It was the first time Rose had touched a man’s member—she had never even touched her husband’s.

She instinctively recoiled, but Ryan forced her hands to stay.

Rose closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. Ryan handed her the condom and instructed her to tear it open and put it on him. Knowing she had no choice, Rose complied. Her hands were too weak, so she used her teeth to tear open the package.

Seeing this, Ryan’s eyes lit up with a new idea. He placed the condom over her mouth, pinched the rubber ring, and forced his cock into it, pushing it against her lips. Rose gagged, her body convulsing in disgust.