Beauty Hunter - 17

The awkwardness and embarrassment of their reunion after the reunion of his wife and two beautiful women, a slave girl, is imaginable.
They possess the advantage of night vision. Moreover, for werewolves with a keen sense of smell, their ability to detect objects by scent is minimized in this thunderous, lightning-filled, and torrential rain.
"Summoning the spirit!"
With the initiation of the summoning ritual, Sakuma Mizue led over a thousand police officers and shrine maidens in an attack on the rebuilt Ma family mansion.
The first strike was a water dragon that breached the outer walls and barbed wire, triggering landmines buried underground, unleashing a devastating flood that swept everything away. The
enraged water dragon, carrying mud and rocks and tinged with yellowish hues, burrowed into the once heavily guarded Ma family mansion, engulfing and swallowing everything with the force of a cataclysmic event, before bursting through another wall, also sweeping away dozens of werewolves who served as servants and guards.
Among them was Ma Long, who had been busy training and amusement with his slave girl.
Inside the training room, Malone watched as the wall suddenly cracked open, followed by a flood that engulfed him. He was swept away by the raging water, repeatedly slamming into debris in the water, the pain so intense he felt as if every bone in his body was about to break, before finally being swept outside.
The flood came and went quickly. After it receded, Malone, his mouth full of mud, coughed and groaned as he struggled to his feet.
"Damn it! Was this a tsunami?"
Malone cursed, bewildered.
Just then, the members of the Enno-no-zuno Shrine arrived from the outside, shouting and charging in.
Although the Gokumon Gang also suffered many casualties, most of the werewolves survived, albeit wounded, thanks to their robust physiques.
Malone tried to contact his men by phone, but his cell phone had long been washed away by the flood. So, he resorted to the most primitive method: shouting, "Gather the defenseless women and children in the bunker! We're holding the mansion! Also, send me the fastest werewolf to the city to call the police station and ask the chief to personally lead reinforcements!"
Seeing this massive offensive of over a thousand men—a rare sight in three years—Malone was now unarmed. Although he had a gun, it was soaked and unusable. He had no choice but to grab a sofa from the flooded furniture and debris to use as a shield, and run back to the mansion with his back to the enemy.
Even the fierce and powerful werewolves, faced with a sudden and difficult-to-command attack, were routed by the attack from the Enno-zuno Shrine. Faced with a hail of bullets, men were constantly shot and killed.
Given a choice, Sakuma Mizue preferred to command her troops from a safe distance. However, facing the pressure of the poison taking effect, she unusually charged ahead, using her magic and shikigami to pierce through the crumbling werewolf ranks like an arrow, becoming the first to enter the house.
Nakamura Hideaki followed closely behind, leading a police assault team equipped with helmets, gas masks, bulletproof vests, automatic rifles, and katanas.
The shouts of battle were deafening.
However, the situation changed once inside the house. Outside, the werewolves charging at the large group of armed police on flat ground was undoubtedly suicide.
But inside, Malone's werewolves could use the narrow terrain for cover, attacking the police who had stormed in, their claws and teeth being their sharpest weapons.
In the muddy, cluttered rooms, washed by the flood, the werewolves of the Gokumon gang and the police from the Enno-zuno Shrine engaged in a fierce battle, fighting room by room.
In this close-quarters melee, the lethality of firearms was greatly reduced.
Once inside the house, Ma Long headed straight for the bunker.
Since Sakuma Mizue's bombing of the Ma family mansion three years ago, reducing it to ashes, Ma Long had built a bunker during the reconstruction, its fortification reaching the scale of a military fortress. It not only had its own generator and independent ventilation system, but also a large stockpile of food, water, weapons, ammunition, and ample medical supplies, even including an operating room and a resident doctor.
Seeing Yi Xiaofang and her daughter Yi Xiaoming, Zhao Fengyi and her adopted daughter Ziwen, and Li Meisi all there, Ma Long finally felt a little relieved. While taking the guns and bullets, he asked, "Where did Lin Ying's people go?"
Yi Xiaofang said anxiously, "She disappeared after the flood submerged the training room. I'll go with you to find her!"
Ma Long wondered, was Yi Xiaofang deciding to fight against her former subordinates?
Seeing the tense expression on her face, Ma Long said, "Don't worry, this bunker I spent a lot of money building is now very useful. Rui Hui can't easily take it over with brute force, and besides, those police who took my bribes will be here to support us soon. I'll go out and find Lin Ying! You stay here to direct the defense. I can't ask a weak woman like Zhao Fengyi to help. Just make sure the enemy doesn't break in."
After entering the main building, the attack on the Ennokazumi Shrine came to a standstill.
Ma Long's brothers, who had been separated by the flood, were scattered in various places, each leading their gang members in their own battles. They also sent people to retrieve new guns and ammunition from the bunker.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Kill!"
"Charge in!"
"Throw grenades."
Outside, a fierce storm raged; inside, a bloody battle raged, guns roared, and swords clashed.
Sakuma Mizue was no longer the same as before; her magic had improved further. In close combat, her summoned shikigami, the Wind Hawk, moved faster than ordinary werewolves, slicing any who dared to stand in her way into bloody chunks, advancing over the carnage.
Nakamura Hideaki, wielding a katana in one hand and a submachine gun in the other, led his SWAT team in providing cover.
However, even they couldn't advance further beyond the bunker entrance.
Two attempts to breach it with explosives failed.
Nakamura Hideaki ordered, "Use flamethrowers!"
A SWAT officer stepped forward and unleashed a torrent of intense heat from a flamethrower.
Sakuma Mizue also used her shikigami, the Flame Tiger, its fiery body ramming into the special steel gate, turning it red-hot.
Just as the gate began to melt, revealing a gap, an extremely powerful jet of water erupted from it, the pressure so great that it knocked everyone to the ground, preventing them from approaching.
That was the water jet sprayed from the fire hose, which was dispatched by En no Miyako. She amplified the water pressure using the En no Miyako family's Yin-Yang techniques combined with the magic of Zhao Fengyi, a novice magician.
Sakuma Mizue, knocked to the ground by the water jet, was soaked to the bone. Her semi-transparent shrine maiden outfit clung to her body, and her golden hair clung to her pretty face. She immediately wanted to use her shikigami, the Water Dragon, to retaliate.
However, before she could, after the special steel gate cooled down, a werewolf opened fire with a rifle through the small opening.
Nakamura Hideaki quickly pulled Sakuma Mizue aside, avoiding the hail of bullets.
"Damn it!"
Sakuma Mizue gritted her teeth in anger, her phoenix eyebrows raised. Having come this far, she couldn't give up now.
But this formidable bunker couldn't be taken in a short time.
Just then, a lewd-looking police officer came to report, "Reporting to our shrine master, we've captured a very interesting prisoner."
Sakuma Mizue, in a panic, shouted, "Bring him here to me at once!"
Then, two shrine maidens, their faces full of disdain, escorted Lin Ying out. She was bound in a elaborate, net-like rope, the ropes crisscrossing and binding her breasts, passing through her buttocks, and wrapping around her cleft—a very lewd pose. Her face flushed with shame, she bit her lower lip, embarrassed to face Nakamura Hideaki and Sakuma Mizue.
Lin Ying was completely naked except for the ropes.
Seeing his former lover humiliated, Nakamura Hideaki roared in fury, "How could you do this to her? Untie her!"
The lewd-faced officer, under the influence of drugs and not in a normal state of mind, disregarded the hierarchy and said rudely, "When we caught her, she wasn't wearing any clothes, hiding naked, and she was already tied up with ropes."
Sakuma Mizue sneered, "She was probably playing some perverted game with Malone again. She didn't expect us to break in halfway through! She deserves it, she's so humiliated."
Nakamura Hideaki looked at Lin Ying's shapely, naked body, her pretty face flushed with shame and embarrassment, looking like she was about to cry. Still unable to let go of his love for Lin Ying, seeing his former lover in this perverted and shameful state, he felt a surge of bitterness in his chest, a thousand words unspoken.
Lin Ying felt ashamed, thinking that this was truly retribution. She never expected to be dragged naked from the enemy lines by Sakuma Mizue a second time. However, this time she wasn't captured; she had voluntarily defected to Ma Long's side.
Lin Ying couldn't help but feel worried and afraid. According to the rules of the Ozuno Shrine after the Battle of Zhao, she would never be spared. If she were taken back like this, she would surely be executed in a humiliating, shameful, and cruel manner.
Now, Sakuma Mizue was the head priest of the shrine and no longer harbored the same hostility towards Lin Ying. In her eyes, Lin Ying was nothing more than a loser who had succumbed to Ma Long's enormous penis. Besides, she had sacrificed Lin Ying as a offering to obtain enough semen to survive until now. Therefore, she didn't intend to execute Lin Ying, but she wouldn't be so lenient as to let her go so easily.
Sakuma Mizue tightened the ropes binding Lin Ying and said to Nakamura Hideaki, "Tell the enemy that if Ma Long wants to save Lin Ying, he should come to me one-on-one. Past grudges must be settled through one-on-one duels. Blood feuds must be repaid with blood! I won't set traps. If he doesn't come, I'll execute Lin Ying by burning her at the stake—a cruel method of slowly roasting and cooking her."
Nakamura Hideaki lowered his head, not stopping Sakuma Mizue.
Lin Ying also deeply understood that this time, she and Nakamura Hideaki were completely separated; there was no longer any personal relationship or connection between them.
Sakuma Mizue reflected that the reason she had been unable to capture Ma Long for the past three years was because she demanded 100% perfect and thorough preparation, aiming for a single, decisive strike, and then, after capturing Ma Long, raping, torturing, and finally executing him with cruel torture.
However, Ma Long was not a chivalrous hero. He wouldn't step into a trap he knew would lead to certain death and no chance of survival. Moreover, Sakuma Mizue often found her preparations thwarted by Ma Long.
Facing the facts calmly, one had to admit that Ma Long was an exceptionally cunning and shrewd villain.

Chapter Six: A Duel to the Death.
Therefore, the trap couldn't be too obvious or perfect. Sakuma Mizue had calculated that this one-on-one duel would essentially use Lin Ying and herself as bait. By deliberately preventing others from intervening, and giving Ma Long, this treacherous villain, a chance to win, he would naturally dare to come to the rescue.
As long as Ma Long dared to come, she, pushed to her limit by the deadly poison, would have a chance to turn the tide. Once she successfully defeated him, she could achieve her wish: to first kill him, then torture him, and finally execute him with cruel torture, to avenge Wan Nianqing and her mother. If
Wan Nianqing failed, she still had the option of mutual destruction—to have Ma Long accompany her to hell! Because she neither could nor was willing to die from the poison of the White Poison, succumbing to the venomous black tiger worm.
After arranging a vacant room on the second floor, Nakamura Hideaki commanded the troops to block Ma Long's rescue, while Sakuma Mizue patiently awaited the arrival of Ma Long, her first and only man, and also her mortal enemy. Nakamura
Hideaki's arrangement of guards was clever; although only thirty or forty men, they were all elites from the police force. This number was insufficient to stop a large-scale attack from the Prison Gate Gang, but if they were to recklessly rescue Lin Ying, Sakuma Mizue would have ample time to kill Lin Ying ten times over, so there was absolutely no possibility of taking any chances!
After carefully calculating the chances of success, Ma Long asked his brother to come to meet him only after receiving his signal, and then, according to Sakuma Mizue's conditions, he came alone. Upon
seeing Ma Long's arrival, Lin Ying, who had been bound to the ground like a worm and unable to move, had tears in her eyes and a joyful expression on her face.
As for Sakuma Mizue, her face was cold. She held her weapon, the Serpent Soul Whip, in one hand and three talismans in the other, summoning the three-headed shikigami, Flame Tiger, Wind Eagle, and Water Dragon, to appear simultaneously.
Sakuma Mizue picked up another gasoline can, poured half of it on Lin Ying, and then placed the half-full can on the ground. She coldly said, "This time I'm going to deal with you personally. If you dare to cheat, I'll just shoot this can through, and Lin Ying will be roasted alive. Don't say I didn't warn you!"
Malone first gave Lin Ying a reassuring look, then sneered at Sakuma Mizue, "You think you can defeat me one-on-one? It seems you haven't grown at all! I'm not good at magic, but do you think you'll have a chance to use magic under my full-force attack?"
Three years later, Sakuma Mizue had lost her former naiveté. Her once pure and innocent body was now more curvaceous, forming an S-shaped figure with a prominent bust and buttocks. Her breasts were fuller and more rounded, her smooth buttocks had become round and fleshy, and her long legs were slender and elegant. She had grown into a more beautiful and sophisticated woman than before.
Sakuma Mizue brandished her Serpent Soul Whip, coldly uttering each word, "I'll kill you!"
Then, with lightning speed, she covered the distance of several feet between them, striking at Malone with the whip. Meanwhile, her three shikigami—Flame Tiger, Wind Eagle, and Water Dragon—formed a triangular formation, rotating and coordinating with their master as they launched a continuous attack on Malone.
It wasn't just Sakuma Mizue whose combat power had increased over the past three years; Malone raised his gun and fired rapidly, bullets densely packed towards the attacking Flame Tiger. He wasn't using ordinary bullets, but magical bullets imbued with the spirits of the dead, possessing powerful spell energy, effective even against these incorporeal shikigami composed of elements like earth, water, wind, and fire.
Malone's other hand unleashed the Great Explosion Fist inherited from his father, using the blood in his palm as a catalyst to trigger a powerful explosion, creating a burst of flames that deflected Sakuma Mizue's Serpent Soul Whip.
After the Flame Tiger was instantly blasted into several balls of flame, Sakuma Mizue immediately chanted an incantation to reassemble it and commanded the Wind Hawk to continue its relentless attack.
Malone rolled and dodged to get closer to Sakuma Mizue, while simultaneously using the blast of his Big Explosion Fist to create a fierce gust of wind that scattered the Wind Hawk, and firing his gun fiercely at Sakuma Mizue.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Sakuma Mizue immediately recalled her Water Dragon and wielded her Serpent Soul Whip to form a circular shield, using a double barrier to block Malone's barrage of bullets.
The two engaged in a lightning-fast exchange of attacks and defenses. Malone even transformed into his wolf form, running at high speed through the room, fast enough to use centrifugal force to scale the walls and ceiling, firing his gun while searching for an opportunity to ambush Sakuma Mizue.
Sakuma Mizue used a water dragon-like swirling form as a shield, and then used her Wind Hawk to charge at Malone at high speed in the opposite direction, while Flame Tiger pursued closely behind to block his retreat.
Malone was already fast enough, but the Wind Hawk, which had no physical form, was even faster. In these lightning-fast head-on collisions, Malone was almost cleaved in two by the Wind Hawk several times.
The narrow room was whipped into a powerful gust of wind, sending furniture and debris flying through the air. Deep craters were carved into the walls, and pebbles scattered across the floor.
Malone was forced to take notice of Sakuma Mizue's growth; skilled in magic rather than hand-to-hand combat, she had created an impenetrable wall of defense using three shikigami.
Sakuma Mizue, wanting nothing
more than to tear Malone to pieces, then changed the use of her Flame Tiger, igniting the furniture and debris in the room, turning them into swirling fireballs of varying sizes. Malone was now even more trapped, cornered. He unleashed a devastating Explosive Fist, blasting open the ceiling with incredible force, using the falling debris for cover, and then propelled by the gust of wind to instantly lunge at Sakuma Mizue.
It was a speed beyond human limits, a speed beyond the limits of demons, arriving in the blink of an eye, far beyond Sakuma Mizue's ability to react.
Both the Water Dragon and the Serpent Soul Whip's defensive barriers were breached by Ma Long.
In that life-or-death moment, Sakuma Mizue's delicate body was slammed heavily onto the floor by Ma Long. She suffered excruciating abdominal pain, her entire body convulsed and curled into a ball, even vomiting up everything in her stomach.
If Sakuma Mizue were in a normal state, she would have surely fainted on the spot.
However, with the combination of the spirit summoning technique and the drugs, Sakuma Mizue, pushing her body to its limits, completely ignored the pain and numbness. She manipulated the wind god, flashing across Ma Long's back like lightning, slashing his back with wind blades until blood gushed forth.
Immediately afterward, Sakuma Mizue delivered a knee strike, slamming her knee into Ma Long's face, causing him to fall to the ground, bleeding profusely from his nose.
Sakuma Mizue, who had severely injured Malone, raised her slender hand to wipe the saliva from her lips and said, "Malone, you really asked for death. If you had just shown your claws and cut my throat, I would be dead. But you insisted on lusting me and trying to capture me alive! But with the combined effects of the spirit summoning spell and the drug, you're dreaming!"
Surrounded by the three shikigami—Flame Tiger, Wind Eagle, and Water Dragon—and wounded on his back, Malone, trapped in a desperate situation, wiped the blood from his nose and said, "You still wanted to capture me alive and slowly squeeze my semen out of me, or you could have killed me right now! You lost to me because you wanted to die with me." " Not enough resolve to die."
As the victor, Sakuma Mizue, without a word, delivered a flying kick to Malone's face, causing his mouth to bleed and his teeth to fall out. Then, she stomped on his head and said coldly and ruthlessly, "Anyway, I've won now. You'd better prepare to skin me alive! I'm going to slowly peel off your wolf skin, then pour boiling oil on it, and I'll make you suffer so much you'd rather be dead, hahahahaha!"
A sinister smile appeared on Sakuma Mizue's beautiful face, her luscious red lips, her eyes were as cold as blades, and her expression was extremely smug. Although she was wearing a sacred shrine maiden's outfit, she looked like a beautiful witch from hell.
Sakuma Mizue sneered, "Ma Long, have you ever heard of a torture called 'human pillar'? To get your semen, I'll have to keep you alive for a while. But before I take you back to Xihai City, I'll slowly break all the bones in your hands and feet, then surgically cut them off, leaving you with only your body and that rotten penis, hahahahaha!"
Thinking she could finally avenge Wan Nianqing and her mother, Sakuma Mizue's laughter reached its peak when she suddenly felt weak and weak all over, her whole body wracked with pain.
"No...no...it hurts so much...ahhhhhh..."
Suddenly, excruciating pain overwhelmed her, and Sakuma Mizue collapsed to the ground, even the effects of her divination and the drugs couldn't withstand the ferocious poison.
Malone got up, bandaging his back wound as he cheerfully said, "When I punched you in the stomach, I also casually stuck a needle in it."
Sakuma Mizue, her face contorted in agony, screamed as if she were dying, her lips white. "Impossible! What kind of poison did you use? Ordinary poison couldn't cause me this much pain. Even divination and medicine couldn't withstand it, and besides, I took antidote before the battle."
Malone took out a rope he always carried and said: "There's no poison on the needles. I just punctured your pressure points to make the Black Tiger Poison in your body take effect earlier."
After tying Sakuma Mizue up with ropes, Malone pulled down his pants, revealing his thick, erect penis, and said, "If you don't want to die, you know what to do!"
Sakuma Mizue, sweating profusely from the pain, had no choice but to kneel at Malone's feet, open her thin, leaf-like red lips, and suck on Malone's thick, large penis with great thirst, her delicate tongue desperately licking the shaft.
"Ugh...ah...I...I want semen! Give...give me semen!"
Sakuma Mizue felt as if she were being pricked by thousands of needles, her body covered in cold sweat, her shrine maiden clothes soaked through, her golden hair swaying, enduring the excruciating pain, moaning and crying out.
Sakuma Mizue, who regularly took Malone's semen, was experiencing her first bout of poisoning. The intense pain was so severe that it felt like her insides were burning, making her forget all dignity and restraint. Her fragrant lips and delicate tongue curled and sucked at the large penis, desperately trying to extract Malone's semen as soon as possible.
"Ugh...uh...faster! I beg you...it hurts so much...I want...semen...give...give me semen..."
Unexpectedly, she had turned the tables on Malone. Her heart was in extreme pain, but her body was in a thousand times worse pain. Sakuma Mizue knelt between Malone's legs, licking and moaning as she pleaded.
As Sakuma Mizue's delicate tongue entwined his erect penis, Malone felt a jolt of pleasure coursing through his body, as if his bones were melting. He exclaimed happily, "Didn't you just say you were going to skin me alive? How come you're kneeling at my feet giving me oral sex now? You can't trust a woman's words."
Feeling a surge of warmth, Malone shuddered with excitement, then pulled his penis from Sakuma Mizue's cherry-like mouth, his semen shooting like a jet of milk onto her pretty face. Sakuma
Mizue, in agony, wore a bitter, fearful, and worried expression. She licked the warm milk from her lips with her delicate tongue, then noticed some dripping onto Malone's feet. Without thinking, she knelt down, as submissive as a kitten, licking the warm milk from his toes.
Having finally drunk enough hot milk to suppress the toxicity of the Black Tiger's aphrodisiac, Sakuma Mizue, as if resurrected from the dead, groaned softly with vacant eyes. Sweat soaked through her shrine maiden robes, which clung to her body, their semi-transparent fabrics revealing glimpses of her skin, incredibly alluring.
Malone gently patted Sakuma Mizue's cheek and said, "How about it? Still want revenge?"
Sakuma Mizue, her face still smeared with Malone's semen, defiantly replied, "Of course not! This time you were ruthless enough to gain the upper hand, but I won't give up so easily."
Leaving the weak and kneeling Sakuma Mizue behind, Malone went to untie Lin Ying's ropes.
The rescued Lin Ying, tears welling in her eyes, clung tightly to Malone, her snow-white, alluring body wrapped around him. She had been terribly worried during the fierce battle. If Malone had lost, not only would he have met a tragic and painful end, but Mizue would certainly not let her, the traitor, have an easy time either. Even a quick death wouldn't be easy for her.
Lin Ying hugged Ma Long tightly and asked, "What do you plan to do with Rui Hui?"
Ma Long thought to himself that killing Sakuma Rui Hui to make amends for his father was not in line with his style.
Moreover, his father had always hoped to maintain peace and avoid the outbreak of war. Killing Rui Hui here would only mean that the Yakumo no Kanojo Shrine would have a new head priest, which would not have any impact on the war situation.
His father valued his family above all else, and entrusted with protecting his younger siblings, Ma Long had been burdened with guilt for the past three years, losing three brothers and a sister in battle. He felt immense remorse. If the fighting continued, even more would die. Ma Long now understood his father's thinking: rather than seeking revenge for the dead, it was better to prevent the living from dying for it.
After sharing his thoughts with Lin Ying and obtaining her consent, Ma Long had the naked Lin Ying hide in a corner.
Then, Ma Long returned to Sakuma Mizue's side and knelt down, saying, "I won't waste any more words. I don't want any more casualties in my family. Enough has been lost in these three years. Let's call a truce!" Sakuma Mizue, her
almond-shaped eyes wide and her face filled with murderous intent, retorted bitterly, "Yes! The old man I killed left behind a bunch of younger siblings for you to take care of! But my only mother was raped and murdered by your werewolf clan, and there's the evergreen that has cared for me since I was little. Asking me to stop fighting is like asking me to give up revenge? Absurd! You have..." "Go ahead and kill me, you lecherous wolf!"
Marlon squeezed Sakuma Mizue's breasts hard, his face filled with murderous intent. "You'd better know what's good for you. I can kill you anytime I want."
Sakuma Mizue remained unmoved and sneered, "I still have an ace up my sleeve. I haven't completely lost yet. If you're smart, I suggest you let me go, or I guarantee you'll regret it!"
As she spoke, Sakuma Mizue felt her heart racing, her desire rising, and an unbearable, restless thirst coursing through her body.
Marlon couldn't think of any way Sakuma Mizue could retaliate, but she looked completely confident.
Sakuma Mizue had already prepared backup plans in case she was captured. She couldn't let Marlon keep her as a sex slave for the rest of her life.
So she had already had a tooth extracted by a dentist and replaced with a denture containing a bomb. This was her final method of suicide, and she planned to detonate the bomb while Marlon was raping her, taking him down with her. Of course, this was a last resort, a desperate measure!
In fact, Sakuma Mizue was hesitant about detonating the bomb. If she did, Marlon would die with her!
But the will to live and the obsession with revenge were constantly torn within her. For Sakuma Mizue, who had lost her loved ones and was now all alone, only memories of Wannianqing and her mother remained. Although her mother had become mentally unstable and unable to think clearly in her final years, Sakuma Mizue believed that neither Wannianqing nor her mother would want her to die in vain for revenge.
She also worried that if Marlon's strong body was only seriously injured after the explosion, wouldn't her death be utterly pointless? Moreover, for her, driven by a thirst for revenge, simply gritting her teeth and detonating a bomb to end it all was simply unsatisfying! Especially seeing Malone's smug face now, before killing him, she had to torture him to the point of being completely broken, make him scream in regret and beg for forgiveness, and then ignore his pleas for mercy, coldly cutting off his flesh, only then could she satisfy the resentment in her heart.
Sakuma Mizue lowered her head and pondered, should I detonate the bomb? No! That would be too quick a death, too easy for this beast. What if it didn't kill him? Wouldn't I become a laughing stock? But if I detonated it, there should be a 70-80% chance of killing Malone. Wouldn't it be a pity to give up like this? Ah... it's so hot inside my little hole.
Tormented by the burning desire that had disrupted her thoughts, Sakuma Mizue finally realized what was happening and angrily roared at Malone, "What trick have you played on me this time?"
Malone lewdly replied, "I've developed a new butterfly bondage technique. By stimulating special acupoints on your body, I trigger the desire within you. Why think about revenge all the time? Why not give up revenge and live as a female beast true to her own desires?"
Sakuma Mizue gritted her teeth in hatred and roared, "Die! I'll kill you, you beast! Even if we both perish, I won't let you go!"
Blinded by hatred and rage, Sakuma Mizue finally decided to detonate the bomb hidden in her dentures. She glared resentfully at Malone, waiting for him to violate her before detonating it.
Malone finally began to act, caressing Sakuma Mizue's body through her shrine maiden robes. First, a light touch was made on her now-grown, white breasts, further stimulating Sakuma Mizue's desire and igniting a raging fire of sensuality within her.
"Ugh... Ahhh..."
Sakuma Mizue, who wanted nothing more than to kill Malone, suppressed her anger and lust, her delicate face flushed red as she moaned repeatedly.
Sakuma Mizue couldn't help but urge Malone, "If you're going to rape me, then rape me! Don't waste time dragging your feet."
Because the bomb's power was limited, Sakuma Mizue, determined to kill Malone, hoped to find an opportunity to detonate it when their heads touched.
But now, his hands were only focused on teasing and caressing her body, and their heads were at least two feet apart. She was worried that if they detonated it too far away, the bomb's power would be insufficient. Moreover, her delicate body was tightly bound by ropes, deeply embedded in her fair skin, and she couldn't move at all, let alone raise her head to approach him.
Malone continued his gentle, almost imperceptible touches, his fingers tracing and caressing Sakuma Mizue's vulva through her clothes, massaging her labia. He said smugly, "If I kill you or keep you as a prisoner, the Ennozuno Shrine will still choose a new head priest. Just like I said before, come and seek revenge if you want. I'll rape you and then release you. If you come back for revenge, I'll rape you again. Anyway, the poison takes effect every three months. If you don't want to be raped, you'll die from the poison. I'll keep raping you until you submit to my big cock and stop thinking about revenge! Then we can naturally cease hostilities and coexist peacefully."
Sakuma Mizue's desire was ignited, burning intensely. A stream of pleasure coursed through her, leaving her sexually starved and unable to find satisfaction.
And not far away, Lin Ying watched with indifferent eyes as Ma Long raped her. This made Sakuma Mizue feel even more humiliated than excited. Her body craved Ma Long's huge penis, but her reason wished she could take Ma Long down with her using a bomb. Unable
to bear the torment, Sakuma Mizue cried out in a wanton voice, "When are you going to stop? Come on, come on!"
Ma Long chuckled excitedly, "Do you want me to rape you? Beg me! If you beg me, I'll rape you, otherwise I'll play with you until you verbally submit and admit defeat."
Sakuma Mizue thought bitterly, "This hateful beast, even now that I've finally resolved to die, he's still deliberately torturing me like this, even before I die he's humiliating me like this, making me beg him to rape me? This devil is too much!"
But there's a saying that when a person is not afraid of death, there is nothing left to fear.
At this point, Sakuma Mizue, who only wished for a quick death, no longer cared that Lin Ying was watching coldly from a distance. Enduring the humiliation and the tingling, aching pleasure throughout her body, she raised her head on the ground, her pretty face flushed, and groaned, "Ma Long, I beg you, please rape me! I can't take it anymore."
In her heart, however, she thought venomously, "Ma Long, you beast, just do it! The moment you lay your hands on me, your death is nigh.
" Ma Long laughed heartily, saying, "Since you've begged me to rape you
, I have no choice but to reluctantly comply. You little slut, how can you force a gentleman like me to do such a beastly act?" With tears in her eyes, Sakuma Mizue said humiliatingly, "Ma Long, don't be so smug, you'll soon get your retribution."
Ma Long didn't care about Sakuma Mizue's weak and empty threats.
Then, with his sharp fingers, as if playing a game of filler, he slashed open Sakuma Mizue's red and white shrine maiden robes, which were bound into pieces by ropes, revealing her alabaster-white skin.
Soon, Sakuma Mizue's shrine maiden robes, her pristine white cotton bra and panties, and the socks on her bound feet were all torn to shreds and fell away, leaving her completely naked except for the ropes binding her body.

Chapter Seven: A Humiliating Ending .
Malone knelt on one knee, intently admiring the naked beauty kneeling before him.
Sakuma Mizue's dazzlingly long, golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, and from her delicate face to her legs, golden beads of sweat glistened on her skin.
Her eyebrows were raised, and her azure pupils held a complex mix of resentment, desire, grief, hatred, and pleasure.
Sakuma Mizue pressed her luscious red lips tightly together, struggling to suppress any louder, more seductive moans. Her snow-white neck was bound several times with rope, making her look as if she were wearing a collar—a truly humiliating sight.
Her delicate, slender arms were tied behind her back, her wrists also bound with ropes, tightly binding her body, rendering her powerless and completely at his mercy.
Through the gaps in the ropes, Malone lightly touched the smooth, delicate skin of Sakuma Mizue's shoulders with his fingers.
Sakuma Mizue's heart pounded with anxiety; if Malone were to bring his head close to hers, she would detonate the bomb hidden in her dentures, and she would die!
Under the shadow of death, the faster her heart beat, the faster her blood circulated, and the more sensitive her body became.
While Sakuma Mizue anxiously awaited her death, Malone appeared leisurely, his hands lightly pressing against her delicate, smooth pear-shaped breasts protruding from the rope net. He alternated between squeezing and playing with them tightly, teasing her until her pleasure surged, causing her to gasp repeatedly.
"Ahhh...damn it...how much longer...you...ahhhhhh..."
Unable to bear it any longer and only wanting a quick death, Sakuma Mizue glared at Malone, urging, "Aren't you coming? Stop dragging your feet, how long are you going to torture me?"
Lin Ying, who had been watching coldly from afar, interjected sarcastically, "Mizue, do you really want to be raped by Malone? It seems you're most..."

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