treasured prey

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"Ah...! Ah! Mmm... So good! Deeper... Deeper... Ah!"
The woman's ecstatic roars echoed in the room as the figure before her lifted her ankles, their lower bodies colliding violently.
In the dim light, one could vaguely see that the figure before her possessed the same beautiful curves as the woman, his cascading platinum-gold hair flying with each thrust. The standing figure tossed his head, clearing away the hair that obscured her vision, revealing a face that was more beautiful than even the moaning woman.
However, the figure's chest was flat from the front, and the enormous penis embedded in the woman's buttocks confirmed that the beautiful woman before her was a man.
"Please...deeper...this is just...uh! Yes, that...uh!"
The man lowered the woman's legs, supporting her only with his genitals, but he didn't care, because the woman's tightly bound arms were hanging from the central beam in the room, bearing most of her weight.
He pulled out the glass dildo that had been inserted into the woman's vagina and tossed it aside. At the same time, he turned on another electric vibrating dildo, which was thicker and longer than the glass dildo and was humming with a vibrating motor, which was placed on the table. The large, coarse particles under the transparent silicone began to wriggle and were inserted directly into the woman's already wet cavity without a word.
The man grabbed the woman's buttocks and continued to thrust his hardness, stimulating the woman's cervix from the inside of her rectum, in conjunction with the vibrating dildo pressed against his knees.
At this moment, the woman let out even louder, more passionate, and seductive moans.
The discarded debris in the corner, radiating white steam, was covered in a tainted liquid and lingering odor, gradually cooling and fading as the temperature rose.
On a holiday afternoon, the man changed into women's jeans. The fabric accentuated his long, beautiful legs, which were indistinguishable from, or even surpassed, those of a woman, making his firm, shapely buttocks even more alluring. His upper body was clad in a rather ordinary shirt and jacket, but his face, more than just "stunningly beautiful," possessed a beauty that could be described with a touch of makeup. Coupled with his captivating, dazzling platinum-blonde hair, he always attracted countless gazes whenever he dressed like this.
As usual, he rode his recently purchased motorcycle into the bustling city. The moment he removed his helmet, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but sigh. The men all gaped, drooling, while the women even forgot the lewd behavior of their partners beside them.
He was such a chaotic presence, especially in this region of black hair and dark eyes.
This was the first street he'd ever been to. Whenever he found new prey, he'd move on to the next hunting ground; after all, such a conspicuous figure couldn't escape the Guardian's attention.
Today was the second time he'd passed this street corner. It was just before lunch, and the rumbling in his stomach made him impatient, but he could endure it to satisfy his spiritual and physical hunger, as long as he could find suitable prey.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when he caught the scent of his prey.
"What did you say, you bitch! I've spent so much time, energy, and even money on you! And you think you can just dump me with a simple 'we're not a good match'!"
This kind of situation always happened on the street, especially around this time of year.
"Hmph! Don't you even know who you are? Expelled from university, fired from your job—you're utterly useless, and you still dare to talk so loudly!"
"You!" *
Slap!
* A crisp slap rang out. He thought: 'The time is ripe.' When the
man raised his hand again, the woman, expecting another slap, flinched and closed her eyes. Instead of feeling a burning pain on her face, she heard a loud thud, like someone had crashed into a nearby trash can.
Opening her eyes, she saw an extremely beautiful woman before her.
"Are you alright? Oh dear, it's all swollen and red."
The woman's slightly cold fingers gently stroked her burning cheek, while the woman could only stare in astonishment at the beautiful face, forgetting even her own pain.
From the onlookers' perspective, as the man raised his hand, the woman appeared beside him and delivered a side kick, sending him crashing into a pile of trash cans on the street.
The woman was also exceptionally beautiful. The two stunningly beautiful figures standing together, one with loving eyes reflecting the other's pitiful appearance, inevitably sparked endless imagination.
Seeing the changing gazes around him, he led the woman away from the scene to the restaurant he had just chosen and invited her to dine there. His androgynous voice, with its unique quality, captivated the woman, leaving her completely unsuspecting.
They chatted amiably, as if they were old friends, discussing everything without reservation. He even revealed his identity, which made the woman laugh uncontrollably.
After dinner, they went to a high-end cinema. In a private box, they leaned against each other.
During the passionate scenes in the movie, he gently caressed the woman's chest and abdomen with his nimble hands, politely avoiding the most sensitive areas. This flirtation, however, made her breathing erratic, her eyes misty and moist. When their lips met, he was certain she was his ideal prey for the day.
"No…not here…um…" the woman pleaded, stopping his hand from her knees down to her thighs.
"Let's go to my place…and continue…okay?" His soft whisper sent a shiver down her spine.
They abandoned the nearly thirty minutes remaining at the cinema, hopped on his motorcycle, and sped towards his residence.
The man led the woman into the room. Their clothes, already loosened upon entering, were scattered haphazardly in the hallway.
The room was rather empty, though not particularly spacious; aside from the surrounding shelves and cabinets, the center was completely bare, giving it a visually desolate feel. The air was thick with the mingled scents of incense and a strange, fishy smell, but the woman paid no heed.
He pulled over a slightly unusual high chair and lifted the woman onto it. This chair had only a shallow, crescent-shaped seat, its height designed to facilitate his penetration.
The man cupped the woman's breast in one hand, sucking on her erect nipple, while the other hand vigorously caressed her labia. As the movements intensified, her groin began to moisten, and her tightly closed labia gradually parted. The incense in the air transformed into a lewd, animalistic scent.
He skillfully located her engorged clitoris, gently rubbing it with his fingertips, eliciting a moan from the woman.
The moment his fingers penetrated... The woman tightly embraced the man's head, burying it between her ample breasts. His fingers lightly caressed the inner walls of her flesh, sometimes gently stroking, sometimes pressing down, causing her to tremble.
Lost in his caresses, she was suddenly pulled away from his embrace, his lips aggressively pressing against hers. She responded with her own soft flesh.
At that moment, his other hand collected the gushing fluids, smearing them around her buttocks onto her tightly closed anus.
"Mmm...that's...uh-huh!"
The man deliberately only touched the outside, gently caressing, while simultaneously inserting himself slightly, echoing at the edge of her closed vulva.
"I've never tried this...and...it's dirty," the woman said shyly, burying her face in his temple without refusing.
"Well, a wash will do," the man smiled, incredibly alluring.
He grabbed her hands, pulling down the chains and handcuffs to bind her.
"Don't run away, my cute little lamb," he said, lightly pecking her lips.
The woman, her face flushed and her body hunched over, sat obediently in place.
He took out a bucket, enema kit, and a large-capacity thermos. A plug with holes connected to a tubing led into the bucket, while another tubing with a narrow hole connected to a large syringe in his hand.
He drew liquid from the syringe and reconnected it to the tubing. Holding the plug, he deliberately licked and sucked it in front of the woman, making her blush and her heart race.
"Relax." The moist tip of the plug pressed against the woman's untouched anus.
"Mmm!" The anal plug entered her body, her sphincter instinctively tightening, and she felt a tickling sensation on the granules at the end of the stem.
The clamp gripped the thick tubing, and liquid slightly warmer than body temperature began to flow into her intestines, making her feel a warm sensation inside. After all the liquid had entered, he gently massaged her abdomen. Although the liquid inside made her somewhat uncomfortable, the massage was incredibly soothing.
"It's time to untie it."
"Mmm...ah..." A brownish-yellow liquid gushed into the bucket, the sound of the water making the woman blush. She clung tightly to the man: "No...don't look!"
The man injected the liquid a second time. This time, as she excreted, the man kissed the woman's cheeks and lips, making her even more flustered. Her adorable appearance made the man smile.
When the liquid that came out of her body was clear, it was the fourth time she had excreted. The woman felt exhausted, her body pressed tightly against him, her face naturally flushed.
The instrument was removed from the flower bud that could no longer fully close. The woman let out a soft moan and threw the entire set of instruments into the bucket. The man kicked the bucket off the pulley platform and challenged her with his fingers again.
This time, the woman did not refuse him, or rather, she was powerless to refuse. Through the intestinal membrane and vaginal flesh, the man stimulated the sensitive parts of the woman's body, and the peristalsis inside her body was the only resistance she had left.
"Little lamb, do you want it? Hmm?" The man used his forehead to lift her forehead and used the tip of his beautiful nose to stroke the bridge of her nose.
"...I...my..."
"Say it clearly, or there will be no reward."
"I want the Big Bad Wolf's...Big South Country." The woman kissed his lips, speaking with longing.
The man lifted the woman's legs, his penis thrusting into her anus.
"Ah! It's in, the penis...it's in, so...ah! So hot!"
As the woman's moans grew louder, his movements intensified, grabbing a glass dildo from the shelf and simultaneously turning on the vibrator next to it.
The moment the glass was inserted, the woman arched her slender waist: "Ugh! So cold...so comfortable...ah! My pussy and asshole are both...ah!"
The two's violent movements pushed aside the bar stool, and the woman's legs were also raised high. Unable to exert any strength, she could only rely on the man's movements
after the vibrator was replaced. The man released one of her legs, fully exposing the woman's vagina and anus, and penetrated even deeper. The woman could only moan and spit out groans,
"Ah...I...I can't...take it anymore! Ee-woo!"
Her right breast was tightly pinched, the nipple and other parts deformed. "Ah! So good...! More! Please...bite me!"
The man, responding to the woman's request, lifted her leg again, as if demanding even deeper penetration. The woman spread her legs, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist, allowing the two stimuli to penetrate even further.
Seeing this, he simply lowered his head to grasp the pink breasts that weren't being held.
"Ah! Haa!...I'm almost...coming...faster..." The woman desperately gripped the chains of the handcuffs, trying to raise her body, her lower body thrusting in rhythm with the man's movements.
The woman's contractions began to intensify, wave after wave, each contraction tighter than the last. The man released her nipples, ready.
"I'm almost there! Almost...! Go... Go...!" Hearing this, he thrust in forcefully.
"………………!!!!!" The woman was too stimulated to utter a sound, clenching her teeth and arching her body high, reaching her climax silently.
A flash of silver light, and the woman felt a sharp pain during her orgasm. Her blurred eyes tried to see the red marks on her stomach, only to find the solid gag in the man's hand stuffed into her mouth
. Only then could she see the condition of her chest and abdomen.
Her stiff body continued to tremble. Ignoring the woman's incoherent moans, the man, while her cavity was still tight, removed the vibrator and thrust himself into her still-hot flesh.
The man remained silent, panting as he continued thrusting. With each movement, bright red ribbons began to gush from the opening on the woman's abdomen, little by little, segment by segment, sometimes even overflowing at once.
"Ah! Haaah! Happy, aren't you! I'm almost there! Catch it!"
No one responded, but the sounds of flesh colliding were the best moans for him.
The man's erection began to throb, and he felt his anus contracting tightly inward, but his vagina began to weaken. Without a word, he reached inside the woman, grasping her vagina, and simultaneously slipped his cervix over his glans. After a series of shudders, the man decisively injected his hot, white fluid into her uterus.
The woman seemed to sense the injection of hot fluid, her waist trembling uncontrollably. Her spinal reflexes faithfully revealed the
satisfying release her body should have. Afterward, the man took the bindings from the second shelf, and while he was still in a state of arousal, he used them to block the flow of fluid. He wrapped the bindings around the lower end of her cervix, and the other two bound her ovulation tubes.
The intense pain almost made the woman lose consciousness, but the man's intrusion brought her back to reality. At this moment, her body instinctively cut off the pain sensation in some parts, but the woman was already too terrified to recover.
The man withdrew from her body, put down her immobile lower limbs, and quickly went to the cabinet on the right, skillfully taking out the equipment inside.
A bright red tube was connected to a strange wide neck ring. The man put it on the woman's fair neck, the tube attached to the side of her neck. After a sharp pain, the woman gradually regained consciousness as oxygenated blood began to rush to her head.
A strange pressure came from the back of her neck, and she saw the man's beautiful face again.
"I've connected you to a special device I designed, because I want to enjoy your moans and your body a little longer. So now your blood is supplied by an artificial heart, so your brain won't die so quickly. It's okay if you don't breathe. Also, I've severed your pain nerves, so you don't have to be afraid of pain."
The man smiled happily, a beautiful smile that could captivate anyone, but in her eyes, it was as terrifying as a demon
. Only then did tears begin to well up in her eyes.
Several shelves were pulled closer, and after the coverings were removed, the woman saw props that she had only ever seen in operating rooms in television dramas.
The room was no longer filled with the scent of incense or erotic perfume; instead, there was a strong, suffocating smell of rust.
Her body couldn't move according to her will, only swaying slightly, but the woman clearly felt the man's hand part the opening in her abdomen. A cold touch came from near the wound, moving downwards in an arc.
*Thud!*
The sound of flesh falling onto the blood was clearly audible. She knew something had left her body, but she didn't have the courage to see exactly how much of her flesh had been lost.
*Thud!*
"Waaaaah! Waaaaah! Waaaah!?" The woman was surprised that she could still control her lungs to make whimpering sounds, her fear mixed with astonishment.
"Didn't I tell you? I want to enjoy your moans more, so of course I'll avoid controlling the muscles that control my diaphragm, so don't be surprised."
The man's calm narration only increased her fear, and she ignored the possibility of exciting him even more, and began to shout loudly, but unfortunately, the ball in her mouth blocked the sound.
After removing the only remaining stomach, liver, kidneys, spleen, pancreas, and bladder, the empty abdominal cavity was incredibly beautiful in the man's eyes.
"Ah...you really do have the beautiful interior I imagined, so bright red and pure." As the man spoke, he probed into the empty cavity, licking against the abdominal wall inch by inch.
The tip of his tongue touched her body, and this completely unprecedented and impossible sensation clearly traveled along her spinal cord, through the amplifier called 'fear', and entered her brain. The woman's eyes widened and she cried out.
The woman's sobs came directly from above, echoing in the small space along with her almost meaningless but still pounding heartbeat, like sacred music, like a hymn from angels, or so the man thought.
After almost licking the remaining blood from her cavity, the man stood up and put the woman down. The woman screamed again upon touching the cold blood on the ground.
"My lovely lamb, let me feel your warmth a little longer."
Ascending the woman's abdomen, the man sliced along the edge of her areola, pinching and tearing off a round piece from her nipple. Ignoring the moans below from the removal of her sensitive area, the man grasped her entire breast and thrust the knife vertically in, preparing for what was to come.
He straightened up, his penis already throbbing with blood, and thrust it directly into her while still holding her breast.
"Ah!"
"Hmm!"
The man's sigh and the woman's scream rang out simultaneously, but the man paid no heed, beginning to grasp her breast, letting the soft mammary glands and fat rub against his penis.
After a series of intense thrusts, the man ejaculated again, drenching her large pectoral muscles. As he enjoyed the softness, the woman watched helplessly as blood-stained contents were drawn from her breasts with each thrust—white mammary glands, yellow fat, and a few small blood vessels still oozing blood.
Completely softened, he stood on top of the woman's head, kneeling above her.
"It's almost over. Let me experience your last warmth."
The man removed the sphere from her mouth, his lower body pressing against her lips, inserting his still-erect penis. It became erect again in the woman's forcibly straightened throat, his scrotum, covering two large testicles, also squeezing into her now-cold mouth.
"Ugh! Gulp... Ugh... Waaah!"
Ignoring the woman, the man gripped her head and thrust forcefully. This was the last time, the last pleasure he could obtain from this body.
The man removed the device from the woman's neck, tightly gripping her throat to increase his pleasure, even dislocating her jaw during the thrusting.
As he injected the final, scorching heat into the trachea, the prey cooled completely.
Only then did he cut off the last organ in the abdominal cavity—the uterus
. Holding the fleshy sac filled with bodily fluids, he left the room and went to the basement.
The entire basement had been completely converted into a special water tank, filled with a pale yellow liquid. The man stepped down the stairs, letting the liquid slowly engulf him, plunging into this treasure he had collected for many years.
The uterine sphere, covering the lower layer of the liquid, floated with the disturbance, gradually covering the beautiful body.

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