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Chapter 80: The Schemer Who Became a Front-Row Spectator [R-18]
🕑 Added 2025-09-12 03:35:30 +0000 UTCThe feeling of elation and victory that had filled Julian's room just moments before had completely evaporated, leaving only an uncomfortable silence. The cool blue light from the still-active computer screen illuminated the empty beer cans scattered on the floor…
In the shadows, two bodies were entwined on the leather sofa. Owen and Rosy... the best friend and the girlfriend of the room's owner... were crushing their lips together with a violence as if trying to merge into one. It wasn't a kiss of love, but a clash of raw, uncontrolled desire. Their consciousness was blurred and shattered, incinerated by the flames of lust. And the cause was the potent poison mixed into their celebratory drinks…
Deep within Rosy's consciousness... Iris's annoyed voice sounded, though it was distant and distorted, like a voice passing through thick water.
'You foolish girl! You still don't realize you've been drugged!' the Parasite Queen's voice yelled in frustration. But then, her tone instantly changed to one of laughter and satisfaction. 'But never mind... since things have come to this, it's a good chance for us to fully indulge in the king's body~'
Of course, the warning and the mockery couldn't reach Rosy's consciousness, which was sinking in an endless ocean of desire. All she could perceive were Owen's hot lips, the bitter taste of beer mixed with an intoxicating sweetness, and his rock-hard body.
At the same time, Owen's [Sire] instinct had been fully awakened. Reason and conscience were devoured by the raw instinct of a beast. He perceived only one thing... that the exquisite "broodmother" before him, emitting a sweet, seductive scent, was desperately begging for him to breed with her.
"Mmmph…" Owen growled low in his throat, his voice hoarse and trembling like a wild animal. He effortlessly lifted Rosy's naked body, which was grinding against his lap, into his arms as if she were a cloth doll, before striding towards Julian's bed with dark, blazing eyes.
He didn't place her down... but threw her body face-down onto the bed without a shred of mercy. Her body sank into the soft mattress, revealing her smooth white back, rounded buttocks that were swaying seductively, and a pair of tiny panties so wet they clung to her skin… Owen immediately climbed on top of her from behind, his weight pressing down until she almost disappeared into the bed.
He used one hand to hook the edge of her tiny panties and ripped them apart with a "RRRIP!" Then, he aimed his massive, painfully hard cock at the wet, twitching slit that was waiting for him, before slamming his large, hot member into her pussy in one go, without any foreplay whatsoever!
SHLURP! THWACK!
"Araaaaanngggghhhh!" Rosy shrieked at the top of her lungs. It was a feeling of piercing pain mixed with a pleasure so intense she nearly lost her mind.
The breeding began, fierce and savage. It wasn't a gentle lovemaking, but a frantic release of a forced desire. Owen madly slammed his cock in and out of the pussy that was clenching him as tight as a steel vise. Then, he used one arm to lock her neck, pulling her flushed face, glistening with tears of bliss, up to receive his savage kiss.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
The crude sound of flesh slapping flesh and the sticky sound of their love juice echoed through the silent room... accompanied only by the heavy panting of the two, a dark song of lust…
Meanwhile... in a dark corner behind the house, where the moonlight couldn't reach, Julian stood leaning against the cold concrete wall, his body trembling slightly, not from the cold, but from an excitement that was about to explode. He was staring at the mobile phone in his hand, his eyes blazing like embers, reflecting the digital light from the screen.
On the screen... was a live feed from 3 cameras he had secretly and skillfully installed in his own room. It was showing the "performance" he had waited his whole life to see... the image of Owen and Rosy fucking fiercely, from every angle, in sharp detail. He saw every drop of sweat and every touch they shared.
His breathing was ragged and hot. His other hand slipped into his pants and began to move slowly, in sync with Owen's thrusts on the screen.
"Yes!! Just like that, Owen..." he whispered to himself, his voice hoarse and trembling with emotion. "My best friend... go on... show me... show me how much better you are at owning her than I am… Destroy my 'treasure' in your hands!"
Every violent act in the bedroom, every moan that escaped, every one of Rosy's tears of bliss… became the perfect fuel that fanned the flames in Julian's body. And when he saw the two of them were about to climax, he quickened his own pace, faster and more violent. His face was tilted up towards the dark night sky, his eyes shut tight with a distorted bliss.
"Aaaaaaaahhh!!!"
"Araaaaanngggghhhh!!!"
The screams of pleasure from Owen and Rosy exploded in the bedroom… synchronizing with Julian's suppressed groan that almost tore his throat, as he released his own desire in the shadows…
…A long moment passed…
Inside the bedroom, now thick with the heavy scent of lovemaking, Owen and Rosy lay panting on the bed, spent after coming several times. As the heat of the drug began to fade, the coldness of reality began to creep back in.
"What… what did we just do?" Rosy mumbled, dazed, not understanding why she had suddenly become so aroused. Her body was still twitching from the aftershocks of her orgasms, but soon, she began to piece things together... that can of beer... the strange taste... and Julian's suspicious disappearance…
'Hmph~ This has to be that idiot Julian's doing!!' Rosy grumbled internally, frustrated.
Owen sat up slowly, his body still naked, and turned to look at a dark corner of the room… where he suspected a camera was hidden. Understanding began to dawn in his eyes. He wasn't angry... but felt a dark satisfaction building inside him.
'Julian… I hope this satisfied you, my friend~' he thought, a small smirk at the corner of his lips.
Behind the house, Julian was quickly cleaning himself up. He saved the video clip of his "success" in a deeply hidden secret folder, naming the file "A Gift From My Best Friend." He composed his face and his breathing, before walking back into the house with a casual air, as if he had really just been hanging laundry… ready to face the masterpiece he had created.
…..
When he reached the front of his room, Julian took a deep breath to calm the excitement still surging through him. He put on the mask of an innocent best friend and opened the door.
"Hey… you guys… What happened? Why is it so quiet?" he asked, his voice feigning the utmost concern and confusion. His eyes scanned the room, pretending to widen in surprise at the state of the wrinkled bed and the tense, silent atmosphere. The faint, tangy smell of lovemaking still hanging in the air made him secretly swallow hard.
But before he could finish his act…
WHOOSH!
A shadow shot towards him like an angry tigress! Rosy, who had been sitting silently on the edge of the bed, lunged at him with superhuman speed. With the strength of the body Iris had enhanced, far beyond what a normal person could handle, she twisted both of Julian's arms behind his back and slammed his face into the carpet with ease, in the blink of an eye.
"Ack! Rosy! What the hell are you doing!?" Julian cried out in shock and pain, not understanding why she was suddenly attacking him.
Rosy didn't answer but dragged his body to a wooden chair in the corner of the room. Then she grabbed the long power cord from one of the ring lights and used it to bind him to the chair's back and armrests, so tightly he couldn't move an inch.
When she was done, Rosy stood with her hands on her hips, looking at her "handiwork" with eyes blazing with the fire of rage. A few strands of her black and purple hair fell across her flushed face, making her look like a demoness about to begin a ritual of punishment. "How dare you pull a stunt like this on me and Owen!"
She leaned down and whispered next to his ear, her voice as cold as dry ice. "You wanted to see us fuck so badly, didn't you? Fine! I'll grant your wish! But you're going to watch us fuck, live, right in front of you, without even being able to touch yourself! This is your punishment!"
Julian's eyes widened in shock. A storm of emotions flooded his mind until his brain almost exploded. He felt guilty for drugging his two best friends… disappointed that he couldn't "relieve himself" in the comfort of the shadows as planned… but at the same time, he was insanely happy that his darkest desire was about to come true! The image he was about to see would be a hundred times more real and vivid than on a phone screen!
His face twisted, clearly showing those complex emotions: fear, guilt, and an unconcealed excitement, which made Rosy misunderstand that he was regretful and angry at being treated this way.
"What's wrong? Feeling sorry for yourself now?" she smirked like a victor. "Don't ever do something so stupid again if you don't want something worse than this!"
She didn't wait, quickly dragging the leather sofa over and placing it right in front of Julian's chair… so close he could see every detail clearly. Then, she turned and pulled Owen, who was still sitting on the bed watching the whole scene with a mixture of confusion and amazement, to sit down on the sofa.
Rosy immediately straddled Owen's lap, facing Julian, deliberately positioning herself so he would have a perfect view. She looked deep into Julian's widening eyes with a challenging and disdainful gaze.
Then, her slender hand moved down to touch Owen's crotch. She slowly and deliberately unzipped his pants, pulling out the massive, slightly softened cock for Julian to see.
"Look, Julian... look closely," Rosy said, her voice sweet but her eyes cold. "This is a cock that's many times bigger than yours! And it's about to go inside me~"
Then she began to play her song of lust… Her slender hand cupped the soft member, stroking it up and down like a musician awakening a masterpiece instrument. It quickly grew and hardened in her palm. The veins bulged formidably, the head glistening a crimson red with clear precum. In less than five seconds, it stood erect, pointing at Julian defiantly…
The heavy breathing of three people synchronized in the silence. The atmosphere in Julian's bedroom was now tense and thick with a lust as hot as a furnace. Rosy, straddling Owen's lap, moved slowly, deliberately… toying with the patience of the two men… one, the lover she adored, and the other, the (fake) boyfriend who had become her prisoner.
She looked down at the massive cock standing defiantly before her before slowly… bit by bit… lowering her plump pussy, which was still wet and twitching with desire, onto Owen's hot member.
Sshhlluurrp…
"Aah…" a moan escaped both Owen's and Rosy's lips at the same time. The feeling of being slowly filled was both agonizing and blissful.
When the massive member was all the way in, Rosy paused for a moment, letting the hot cock remain inside her, absorbing the feeling of being one, before she looked up to meet Julian's eyes, which were wide and red.
A seductive and cruel smile appeared at the corner of her lips… and then she began to ride him like a madwoman.
Her rounded hips ground up and down on Owen's strong lap violently. She threw her head back, her face a mask of bliss and mockery aimed at Julian. Every movement, every moan, was a declaration of victory and a reinforcement of his punishment.
"Feels good, doesn't it, Julian… watching your girlfriend get fucked by your best friend?" she said, her voice a sweet pant. Every word seeped into his senses. "But I'm sorry… you don't get to release yourself, because this is a punishment! If this happens again… it will be much worse!"
Those words were like gasoline on a fire. Julian was so aroused he could barely take it. His member was so hard it strained against his pants. Watching this live show up close was a hundred times more tormenting and stimulating than watching it through a camera. He began to squirm in the chair, pleading pathetically.
"R-Rosy… I'm sorry… I was wrong… I won't do it again. Please… let… let me go!"
"Shut up!" Rosy's victorious smile only widened. She quickened the pace of her riding, harder and more violent. Owen couldn't take it anymore either. He growled low in his throat. His large hands roamed all over Rosy's body, squeezing her full breasts, which were bouncing with the impacts, until they overflowed from between his fingers, and clawing at her rounded buttocks to slam her down onto him.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
The crude sound of flesh on flesh and the sticky sound of their love juice echoed through the room, awakening the primal instincts of everyone to their fullest.
Half an hour passed… When she could hold back no longer, Rosy shrieked at the top of her lungs and slammed her hips down one last time until his cock was buried to the hilt, the head slamming against her cervix. Both their bodies trembled and convulsed. Owen roared like a wild animal and shot a massive amount of semen into her womb!
SPLOOOOOOGE! SPLOOGE! SPLOOGE! GUUUUUUSH!
The hot, cloudy white semen overflowed from her pussy like a broken dam. It was more than her body could take, and it trickled down her thighs, dripping onto the carpet… right in front of Julian.
That sight made Julian's mind snap… Even though he hadn't touched himself, he came uncontrollably, leaving a large, wet stain on his pants.
Rosy, still panting on Owen's lap, turned to look at her handiwork and nodded with satisfaction. "Hmph… I never knew you had this kind of taste… How pathetic," she said, half-joking, because deep down, she still saw him as a friend.
Now she understood why Owen didn't want her to break up with him. "I'll keep being your (fake) girlfriend, Julian…" she said to him flatly.
Then, she turned and gave Owen a deep, passionate kiss, right in front of him, before she pulled away and delivered her final line with a seductive, victorious smile.
"But get this into your head… even if I'm your girlfriend by status… my heart and my body… belong only to Owen!"
Those words were like a lightning bolt that struck Julian's heart. His eyes widened with a feeling that was both painful and blissful to the extreme… His mind went white… and he came again, instantly. And this orgasm… it was more blissful than any he had ever had in his life.
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