Harem Ascension: My Gifted Domination System

In the bathroom...

Two figures, merged as one, clashed repeatedly. Mrs. Miura's belly was filled with Roland hot semen, emptied, and filled again, completely oblivious to the fact that the kxk Syndrome had already claimed the life of the person in the room.

After Mrs. Miura was filled once more, the two finally entered a brief rest period.

Yes, just brief. They would undoubtedly continue their activities after resting.

After all, Mrs. Miura was far from satisfied; if anything, she was getting more aroused with each moment. How could she possibly be satisfied?

She even began to think about becoming his woman for real. That way, she could fuck openly and recklessly, for as long as she wanted, without caring about anyone else.

Mrs. Miura started to find her husband's presence somewhat annoying.

"Roland... I don't want to be separated from you anymore. I want to be your woman, to be fucked by you forever. What should I do?" Mrs. Miura panted, her silver hair disheveled as she lay in his arms, her eyes burning with desire.

As she spoke, her pussy pressed against his dick head, the pleasure making her body tremble like it was electrified. She couldn't stop shivering, her skin growing increasingly slick with sweat.

Her soft breasts gently brushed against his chest, while her sweet tongue playfully licked and kissed his lips, cheeks, neck, and collarbone, indulging in tender affection.

The sensation of skin against skin was intoxicating, completely overwhelming her. She had already surrendered to her desires, craving nothing more than to be their slave.

"Then I'll give you my contact information. You can secretly reach out to me whenever you miss me," Roland said, his hands roaming freely over her naked body.

His touch carried a massage-like quality, driving Mrs. Miura wild with a desperate need to be brutally defiled by him.

"It's not enough. I want a deeper, more intimate connection. I feel like you haven't dirtied me enough, haven't corrupted me completely. I want to be utterly ruined by you, become your sex slave." Mrs. Miura was utterly broken, her mind consumed by lust. She wanted nothing but erotic pleasures.

"Then from this moment on, you belong to me, my sex slave~. And if you still feel too clean, why don't we take things to the next level? What do you say to something more daring?" Roland's depravity matched hers.

"Tell me what you want. I'll do anything."

"For example, we could do it near your husband, then go downstairs and involve your daughter~."

"What if my husband finds out?"

"If he does, your marriage is over, and you'll be kicked out. Then you can stay in my house."

"Your house... *Hiss! Just do it! Fuck me half-assed! Lock me in your house and fuck me for a lifetime! Hurry!"

Keiko Miura's lust flared again. She urgently urged Roland to carry out his plan, no longer caring how depraved it was.

As for what would happen if her husband discovered them, she didn't even bother to consider it. All she wanted was for Roland to lock her in his room and ravage her, to be imprisoned in depravity for a lifetime.

From this twisted perspective, she even hoped her husband would find out.

Find out soon!

See how thoroughly I've been fucked!

Witness my betrayal as a married woman—how utterly depraved and fallen I've become! Look at what your wife has become!

Thus, Keiko Miura allowed Roland to carry her into the room. Amidst her "sleeping" husband's figure, they proceeded to fuck around the room relentlessly.

Sometimes by the bed, sometimes at the desk, sometimes on the wardrobe.

Their filthy marks soon covered nearly every surface of the room, while Keiko Miura's moans grew increasingly wanton.

Strangely, Mr. Miura remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard a thing.

Mrs. Miura's expression darkened. How can he sleep so soundly? Wake up and see what Master did to me!

In her fury, she released one of the legs she had pinned against Roland and kicked her husband hard, trying to rouse him.

Unfortunately, whether due to her awkward position or some other reason, she failed to wake him.

Fine, I've lost my interest on you anyway. I might as well go downstairs and play with my daughter. But Roland sensed something was wrong. No matter how deeply Mr. Miura might be sleeping, such a commotion should have woken him.

Could he have overworked himself last night and... passed away? F*ck!

Later, during his fierce battle with Yumiko, Roland managed to squeeze in a call to the hospital from between the mother and daughter's pincered attack, requesting they come retrieve the body.

Thanks to the Hypnosis Technique's influence, the people from hospital never "noticed" the trio's sordid relationship and whisked the body away right under their noses.

Mrs. Miura didn't care. She had only one thought left: to be fucked senseless.

In short, downstairs.

When Yumiko woke up, she was horrified to find two people lying on top of her. They were both completely naked, fervently kissing and thrusting wildly against each other.

Between their connected bodies, she could see a mass of dripping semen being squeezed out from her mother's body.

What... what are these two doing?!

"Mom? What... what are you doing?!" Yumiko cried out, her face paling in shock.

"Ah, finally someone who reacts! You're awake, Yumiko? While you were asleep, this man ruined your mother." Mrs. Miura looked at her awakened daughter, hastily performing a string-pulling act right in front of her, then said with a wild gleam in her eyes.

"What... what are you talking about? Mom, how could you say such perverted things?!" Yumiko couldn't even process the scene before her.

"What choice did I have? Mom got drunk with him last night and ended up fucking like a whore. But I have to say, your man is truly good. From now on, Mom will be using him with you too. Any objections?"

"What do you mean ' any objections'? Mom, how could you do something like this? Don't you have your own man?"

"Let's forget about that man of mine. He's completely impotent. If you don't want to share with Mom, then I'll just have all the fun myself~."

"I... I don't know... I can't believe you'd say something like that."

"Why wouldn't you believe it? After we have our way with you today, nothing will be unacceptable. My precious daughter, hurry up and join our little play~."

Mrs. Miura's expression grew increasingly depraved as she suddenly forced a kiss onto Roland lips.

At that moment, Roland also pulled Yumiko in, and the three of them pressed their lips together.

And so, the mother and daughter finally fell into Roland's embrace together~.

What awaited them next was a day and night of relentless debauchery... As for rest of the things like normalcy or logic or common sense they can fuck themselves!