Carnal Immortal

Zulin is not someone who has a past. But she is very good at sex.

She grew up in a strict household, so she never had a boyfriend or lover before, but she did train herself in the art of sexual pleasure. Something she was forced to learn by her mother.

Her mother said. "If you want to rule the world. Conquer the man who rules the world with your cunt," Yes, her mother's words were crude, but they were direct.

Zulin was about to get married into a powerful underworld family, and her mother didn't want her to end up left in the corner while her husband went around fucking other women.

She wanted to make sure that Zulin had a tight grip on her husband, make her so good that he would not think of any other woman.

And it worked. Zulin's husband fell hard for her as Zulin used all the things her mother taught her.

But while her husband did enjoy their time together a lot, to Zulin, sex was just a way for her to serve her husband and nothing else.

She never derived pleasure from sex.

And now, she is once again about to put those skills to the test.

Zulin's only sexual partner was her husband, who has been dead for years. She has not had any sex since her husband died, but she hasn't missed it either, as sex was never something she found appealing.

Her skills are about to be put to the test again, but this time against someone who is not her husband.

And the thing that she needs to use her skills on is something beyond her expectations.

She has never seen anything like it before.

It's big, it's thick, it's veiny, it's magnificent. These are the thoughts that crossed Zulin's head as she looked at Amon's cock.

Even she was surprised by her own thoughts, as she had never found her husband's dick magnificent. Well, she is not blind. There is clearly a very big difference between the cock before her and the one her husband had.

But to her, a dick was a dick, big or small; it wouldn't have mattered because she doesn't find sex appealing, but why is her heart beating so fast as she stares at the massive cock before her?

Zulin looks up and meets Amon's eyes, who is staring back at her with his intense gaze.

Zulin feels naked before Amon's intense gaze, as if he can see through her.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Zulin? Aren't you afraid that your father-in-law is going to get angry at you? After all, those were your words. The old man doesn't like it when people around him don't do as he tells them to do," Amon warns her.

"My life is already over. My husband is dead. The only one I have is Lisa, and if I have to give up on myself to save her, then I will gladly do it," Zulin says with determination in her eyes.

Amon can't help but be amazed by Zulin's dedication to Lisa.

She really is a good mother. Willing to sacrifice herself so that Lisa can be safe.

"But, do you really want your daughter to forever live under your father-in-law's clutches? Do you really want Lisa to become just like you? An empty husk with no desire, no ambition, no future?" Amon asks.

Amon's words shake Zulin's resolve. He can see it in her eyes. She is second-guessing herself, whether she is making the right choice by taking Amon away from Lisa's life and forcing her back under her grandfather's clutches.

But then, she remembers everything her husband went through.

"Yes. Lisa might live a life that has been written by her grandfather, but she will still be alive to live it," Zulin says.

"But, is such a life worth living?" Amon asks. His smile never faded.

Zulin looks at Amon again. She begins thinking over Amon's question.

"I don't know. I have lived it, and I don't think it's that bad. If I can live through it, my daughter definitely can," Zulin says.

"Well, you are you. You never fought for yourself, you never stood up for yourself. You let others dictate your life without questioning it once. But your daughter is not like you, is she? She is stronger than you. She will fight back. She is already fighting back. Do you really think she is someone who will let others dictate her life?" Amon asks.

Amon's words once again make Zulin hesitate. Zulin never thought this through.

Since she is so used to other people controlling her life, she never thought her daughter would go against everything and fight back.

She looks at Amon and realizes that this man before her understands her daughter way more than her.

Zulin doesn't have an answer for Amon.

"From how I see it, Lisa isn't the one who is miserable here. She isn't the one who needs help. She isn't the one who needs to be protected," Amon says, and brings his hand forward and grabs Zulin by her chin, and stares deep into her eyes.

"Trust me, Lisa doesn't need to be worried about being controlled by her grandfather because she has me. The only one who needs saving here is you," Amon says and lifts her up.

Zulin feels lost and vulnerable. Her body is shivering as she feels seen by Amon. Her heart is beating very fast.

Her whole life, Zulin felt invisible. Yes, she is beautiful. Every room she walked in, she got all the attention, but no one ever bothered to look inside her and see the real her. Not even her husband, that's why she could never come to love him.

But for some reason, this man, whom she has not even spoken to for a day for some reason can see through her, or that's what it feels like to her.

Amon stands up, making Zulin stand up as well.

His hand gently caressed her face, making her shudder. She feels goosebumps all over her body. A chill runs down her spine. She is feeling a torrent of emotions. Her thoughts are chaotic. She doesn't know what is happening. She can only stare at that handsome man before her with wide eyes.

"You poor thing~" Amon says, his thumb brushing against her plum lips. Zulin shivers as she hears his words. Never has anyone shown her any sympathy.

"All your life, you have been a puppet. What's worse, a puppet with feelings. You pretended not to have any feelings. Trying to be cold, acting emotionless, just to make sure you don't get hurt. But here you are, willing to let go of yourself for the only person you care for," Amon says.

His words make Zulin tear up, and a single drop of tears runs down her cheeks. She begins crying, surprising herself.

She can't remember the last time she cried. She didn't even cry when her husband died because crying would have made everything hurt so much more.

"Tell me, Zulin, are you really okay being a puppet? Pretending not to care about anything? Trying to hide your feelings? Cutting off everyone? Sacrificing yourself for others? Tell me, Zulin, are you really okay with all of this?" Amon asks.

Zulin shakes. Her legs feel weak, and her chest feels heavy. She has never been confronted like this before. She feels exposed. She wants to run away, but she can't. Amon seems to have this ability to keep her still and make her confront her own feelings.

Tears continue to flow down her cheeks.

She shakes her head slowly. "No..." she says meekly.

"No..." she says again. This time, much louder.

"No!" She says again. This time with much more determination. "I am not okay with it! I don't want to feel like this! I don't want to be a puppet for others to use! I don't want to hide my feelings!" Zulin bursts out.

She lets go and breaks down. She starts crying. Louder and louder. She buries her face in Amon's chest and cries for a minute.

Amon doesn't move; he lets her release it all.

After a minute, Zulin finally calms down. She had been holding onto that for so long, and it had become a habit.

She wanted to cry some more, let it all out, but like always, she felt like hiding it, so she stopped crying and looked up at Amon with red eyes.

"I... am sorry.." she apologizes.

Amon just smiles. He stares into her eyes. His hand caresses her face gently again.

"Then tell me, do you want me to save you?" Amon asks.

Zulin's eyes widen.

"Sa...save?" she questions, surprised.

"Yes, save. I can save you. You can be free. All you need to do is ask me," Amon says.

Zulin feels her whole world spinning. First, she doesn't believe Amon's words.

How can anyone save her? That's absurd. There is no saving her. Her whole life has been the choice of other people. She cannot be saved. Someone like her has nothing to be saved.

But then, as she stares into Amon's eyes and sees how confident he is about his words, she feels a little hope. Can she be saved? Can she escape her life? Can she start anew? Will she be able to express herself however she wants? Can she be open about her feelings? Can she no longer live in fear for herself and for the person she cares about the most? Can she?

"Can you?" Zulin asks.

Amon's smile gets wider.