In an unusually spacious underground hall, three people sat listlessly on the floor in the center.
Although they were in poor condition, their eyes burned with boundless rage as they stared at the people seated at the head of the hall.
These people were the wives and concubines captured by the Demon Palace, and the people who enraged them were their captors—Pang Xing, the young master of the Demon Palace, and the rest of the Demon Palace.
Pang Xing was extremely happy. As the young master of the Demon Palace, he had lived a life of absolute power since childhood.
Within the Demon Palace, no one could restrain him except his father, Pang Tianlong. Due to his extraordinary talent displayed from a young age, his father had chosen him as his successor early on.
Even the elders and his sister always indulged him because of his outstanding performance, allowing him to do as he pleased.
From the moment he could achieve an erection, he began toying with women. Of the women he had slept with, three held a particular allure for him.
Among them was Pang Tianlong's wife, his stepmother, Dong Yuxin, the second strongest in the Demon Palace. Her wanton and wanton nature had long since subjugated him.
Watching her alluring and beautiful face, writhing and submitting beneath him like a female dog, always gave him immense satisfaction.
Then there was his father's and Dong Yuxin's daughter, his half-sister, Pang Yanyan, one of the Four Demonic Women of the Demonic Path, who had also crawled beneath him, becoming his female dog.
He thoroughly enjoyed playing with them; the sight of the mother and daughter vying for his favor beneath him filled him with extraordinary excitement.
But the woman he loved most, the one he never tired of playing with for free, was his own mother, Xue Yingxuan, one of the Demon Palace's public female dogs and the former head of the Cihang Jingzhai.
From childhood, he had often witnessed the beautiful and pure Xue Yingxuan's body being freely enjoyed and fucked by people of low status.
Watching his men's penises, thick or thin, large or small, freely venting their desires into his biological mother's darkened, cunt and anus, he always felt a strange kind of stimulation and pleasure.
During this time, he even witnessed the birth of his younger sister and brother.
Watching his biological mother sway her hips wantonly while being brutally penetrated in the anus, with a child slowly emerging between her legs, his excitement reached its peak.
When he was a teenager, he and several of his childhood friends, who had served him, gang-raped Xue Yingxuan.
As he revealed his identity to Xue Yingxuan while inserting his penis into her already darkened cunt, he felt an unprecedented pleasure watching her struggle in pain.
The sight of his biological mother's already incredibly wanton body struggling while enjoying his large penis filled him with immense excitement.
Xue Yingxuan repeatedly told him, "We are mother and son, you can't do this."
However, Xue Yingxuan's words only excited him further. Instead of feeling remorse, he cruelly toyed with his own mother even more.
Pang Xing's unbridled behavior stemmed from his birth belief that he was superior to everyone else, that everyone else in the world was inferior.
Because he was also a transmigrator, and one of the most morally reprehensible transmigrators.
He was arrogant and self-centered, believing that everything in the world should revolve around him.
In his previous life, he was a morally reprehensible second-generation official who committed countless evils with his cronies.
However, when they kidnapped a beautiful, mature policewoman and gang-raped her, the policewoman's cooperative attitude lulled them into a false sense of security.
When they released the policewoman's ropes, she immediately killed the scum on the spot.
And so he transmigrated, sent to this world by a demon lord.
He was also given the same task as me—to find the Demon Stone.
However, his goal was to open the Gate to the Demon Realm, turning this world into the Demon Realm's sphere of influence.
He had lived an exceptionally comfortable life before, never experiencing any failure or setback.
This was because he had obtained vast amounts of knowledge, treasures, cultivation techniques, and a penis capable of subduing any woman from the Demon Lord.
Because of the cultivation techniques and medicines he provided, his father had reached a level he had never imagined before.
It was also because he had brought the White Bone Sect, Yin Wind Valley, and Five Poisons Sect into the Demon Palace.
At the same time, he had allied the Demon Palace with the Heavenly Demon Sect, subtly uniting the demonic forces within the righteous path, achieving unprecedented power.
All these achievements made him even more arrogant.
However, today, despite leading a large number of experts and possessing an overwhelming advantage, he was injured while capturing a few people.
This infuriated him.
Now, however, he felt satisfied, because the few wretches who had hurt him were almost all prisoners.
Except for one who escaped, which left him somewhat disappointed, the rest pleased him greatly.
He was already imagining how to toy with the two beautiful women, making them beg for mercy beneath him.
Feeling the angry gazes of the three newly captured prisoners, Pang Xing and the people of the Demon Palace were exceptionally happy.
Because they were the victors, the angry gazes of the crowd only proved their defeat.
Now the victors were about to enjoy the fruits of their victory.
Huangpu Wudi held his almost naked wife, Bai Luomie held Bei Minghui, who had a female-like body, and the three late-stage Xiantian men held Ye Yufei, whose eyes were brimming with tears. Their hands freely kneaded and played with the three women's bodies.
The women knew very well what fate awaited them, but they showed no intention of begging for mercy.
Their reaction did not surprise these demonic giants.
Because they had repeatedly slept with virtuous women, they found it incredibly satisfying to mold chaste and resilient heroines into sluts and bitches.
The more defiant and strong a woman was, the happier they were.
Huangpu Wudi, while squeezing his wife's ample breasts, said to her, still draped in a thin veil, "Young Madam Long, Little Princess, do you always show off your big tits and bare ass to men? Do you dress like this just to make it easier for us to play with you, to seduce us into fucking you? Don't worry, my big cock will definitely satisfy you, you slut, and make you beg for mercy."
His wife, after hearing his words, said with disdain, "You trash, even if I fuck you for a year, you won't make me beg for mercy." Then she ignored him.
Huangpu Wudi wasn't angry; he'd heard this kind of talk many times before.
He said to his wife with a lewd grin, "I hope you'll still be this hard after you taste my cock. Even Abbess Jinghui, the head of the Emei Sect, begged for mercy after I fucked her. You, you slut, won't be able to hold back."
He then stripped naked, revealing his already engorged penis.
Then he grabbed his wife's ankles, fully exposing her beautiful vulva to him.
His wife didn't resist, knowing it was futile; she simply stared coldly at him.
Huangpu Wudi found his wife's indifference to her clothes amusing.
Because the women he'd fucked before always reacted in one of two ways: either fiercely resisting or shamelessly cooperating.
He'd never encountered a woman like his wife before.
This only fueled his desire to conquer her. He wanted to see her scream in pain, to see her beg for mercy beneath him.
Because his wife was one of the culprits in his brother's murder.
After spreading his wife's legs, he thrust his thick penis in forcefully without any foreplay, even though her vagina was still dry. Ignoring her pain, he began to pound into her.
His wife felt excruciating pain as his penis entered.
However, his wife was determined not to give in, so she gritted her teeth and endured the pain. Instead of struggling, she arched her back to meet Huangpu Wudi's thrusts.
His wife's reaction astonished Huangpu Wudi; he had never imagined his wife would cooperate with his thrusts.
However, his wife's cooperative reaction did not give him a sense of accomplishment in conquering a woman; instead, it filled him with shame.
Because while his wife cooperated, the cold expression in her eyes seemed to mock him.
Seeing his wife's gaze fueled Huangpu Wudi's rage, and he thrust even more rapidly and forcefully into his wife's gradually moistening vagina.
His wife thrust her hips even faster, matching the rhythm of her movements, the frequency perfectly synchronized with Huangpu Wudi's, as if to say she could effortlessly withstand his fucking.
As her hips pounded against Huangpu Wudi's, producing rapid, crisp "slap, slap" sounds, she said contemptuously, "Useless trash, do you even know how to fuck? My cunt isn't worthy of a weakling like you. With your meager skills, you think you can make me beg for mercy? If it were one-on-one, I could play you to death."