Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 406- Who’s Next?

Tianlong’s hand tightened in her hair, controlling the pace. He pushed her head forward slowly but steadily.

The cockhead pressed against the back of her throat.

Helvora’s eyes went wide, panic flashing through them. She tried to pull back instinctively, her hands coming up to grab his thighs.

But his grip was iron.

"GLKK!"

He pushed past her resistance. The swollen head forced its way into her throat, stretching it, bulging it outward visibly from the outside.

"GLKKK!! HNNGH!!"

Tears streamed down her cheeks immediately. Her throat convulsed around the intrusion, trying to reject it. Drool pooled around her stretched lips, dripping down her chin onto her breasts.

’Can’t... can’t breathe... too thick...’

Her nails dug into his thighs, leaving crescent marks. Her grey eyes looked up at him desperately, pleading.

Tianlong held her there for several long seconds, his cock buried halfway down her throat, watching as her copper face turned darker red.

Then he pulled back slowly.

"GAHH!!" Helvora gasped as soon as the shaft left her throat, sucking in desperate breaths through her nose while his cock still filled her mouth. Saliva connected from her lips to his tip in thick strands.

Behind Tianlong, his wives watched with varying expressions.

Yu Xiang’s violet eyes were gleaming with dark satisfaction, her lips curved in that predatory smile. Akane looked aroused, her nine tails swaying slowly, golden eyes tracking every movement.

But Yuna and Sabrina stood rigid, clearly shocked by the brutality.

Sabrina’s golden tiger eyes were wide, her jaw tight. She looked away, then back, unable to stop watching despite her disgust.

"He’s being... cruel," Yuna whispered, her voice barely audible.

Yu Xiang turned her head, regarding them with those alien violet eyes. "That’s what conquerors do, dear. They break their enemies completely." Her smile widened. "Would you prefer he showed mercy? Let them plot revenge later?"

Before anyone could respond, she moved.

Yu Xiang approached from behind Tianlong silently, her milky white hands reaching out. She clasped Helvora’s grey-haired head from both sides, her fingers tangling in the strands alongside Tianlong’s grip.

"Let me help, darling," Yu Xiang purred, her voice dripping with sadistic sweetness.

And she started to move Helvora’s head.

Faster. Harder. More mechanical.

"GLKK! GLKK! GLKK!"

The pace increased dramatically. Helvora’s head bobbed up and down like a piston, throat bulging repeatedly as the cock plunged in and out.

Tianlong released his grip on her hair, freeing both hands. He glanced to his sides where Akane and Sylvea had stepped closer, drawn by the display.

He reached out and grabbed their breasts simultaneously.

"Ahhn!" Akane moaned as his fingers sank deep into her massive, soft flesh, kneading roughly through her crimson dress.

"Mmnh... Master..." Sylvea whimpered, her elven sensitivity making her nipples harden instantly. Her green eyes fluttered closed.

SCHLUCK! SCHLUCK! SCHLUCK!

Helvora’s throat made obscene wet noises with each thrust. Saliva poured from her stretched lips, pooling at the base of his cock, dripping onto her thighs and the marble floor.

’This is... I’m... a queen... and I’m being used like...’

Her thoughts were fragmenting. The lack of oxygen. The overwhelming tastes—blood, cum, pussy juices all mixing on her tongue. The humiliation of being used like this while hundreds of her subjects watched from their butterfly prisons.

Her grey eyes started to roll back.

Sabrina stood there, fists clenched so tight her claws drew blood from her palms. Her golden eyes kept drifting down despite herself—to his heavy balls slapping against Helvora’s chin with each brutal thrust.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

She looked at Yuna, who was also staring, her cheeks flushed.

Something twisted in Sabrina’s chest. Jealousy? No... something darker.

"Come on," Sabrina said suddenly, her voice rough and strained. "Go ahead. Suck his balls."

Yuna’s head snapped toward her, eyes wide. "What?!"

"You heard me," Sabrina growled. "You keep staring. Do it."

Tianlong glanced at Sabrina while still kneading the breasts of Akane and Sylvea, his eyebrow raised in amusement.

"Do you want to?" he asked her directly, his tone challenging.

She glared, her jaw tight. "No. I’m not—I won’t—" But her eyes betrayed her, drifting down again.

Yuna, watching how focused he was on groping his other wives, felt a spike of jealousy pierce her chest. Of being left out. Of being ignored.

She moved forward, her latex suit creaking as she knelt beside the choking, gagging Helvora.

Her gloved hand reached out tentatively, then cupped his heavy, churning balls. She massaged them gently, feeling their weight, their heat.

Saliva from Helvora’s abused mouth dripped onto Yuna’s fingers, making them slick and warm.

"That’s it," Tianlong said, his voice thick with pleasure. "Massage them well."

"GLKK! GLKK! HNNGH!"

Helvora’s gagging intensified as Yu Xiang increased the pace even more, her violet eyes gleaming with pure sadistic pleasure. The grey-haired queen’s face was a mess—tears, drool, snot, all running down her copper skin.

Akane leaned into Tianlong’s touch, pressing her massive breasts more firmly into his hands. "Master... you’re so rough today," she purred, her nine tails wrapping around his waist. "I like it."

Sylvea was trembling, her elven body hypersensitive. "P-please... my nipples... they’re so sensitive..."

Tianlong pinched both their nipples simultaneously, making them cry out.

"Ahhn!"

"Nghh!"

In the background, trapped within their butterfly prisons, hundreds of catkin nobles and warriors watched their queen being utterly destroyed. Some looked away in shame. Others stared in horrified fascination. A few—the younger males—felt something stirring despite the horror.

The two unconscious queens—Seris with her white hair and Vyrena with her black hair—were beginning to stir near their shattered thrones. Their eyes opened slowly, consciousness returning.

The first thing they saw was their fellow queen on her knees, throat being brutally fucked by a human man while his wives assisted and watched.

Seris’s ice-blue eyes went wide. "What... what is..."

Vyrena tried to stand, her body screaming in pain from Akane’s earlier kick. "Helvora!"

But neither could move. Their bodies were too damaged, cultivation disrupted.

Yu Xiang noticed them waking. She smiled wider, her violet eyes glowing.

"Oh good," she said conversationally, not stopping her mechanical control of Helvora’s head. "The audience is expanding. Isn’t that wonderful, darling?"

Tianlong chuckled darkly. "Indeed. Let them watch. Let them learn what happens to those who oppose me."

Yu Xiang—completely uncaring whether Helvora could breathe or not—increased the pace to inhuman speeds. Her cultivation-enhanced strength allowed her to move the queen’s head so fast it became a blur.

GLKKGLKKGLKKGLKKGLKK!

Helvora’s throat bulged and contracted rapidly, tears streaming, eyes completely rolled back showing only whites. Her body went limp, held up only by Yu Xiang’s grip and the cock in her throat.

Yuna continued massaging his balls, feeling them tighten in her grip. "Master... they’re getting harder..."

"Here it comes," Tianlong growled, his voice dropping an octave.

He grabbed Helvora’s head with both hands, yanking it away from Yu Xiang’s grip, and slammed forward one final time with brutal force.

His cock plunged deep—past her throat, down her esophagus, the tip reaching into her stomach itself.

"GLKKKK!!!"

And he erupted like a volcano.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!

Thick, heavy ropes of cum shot directly into her stomach. Not her mouth—her actual stomach. The volume was insane, inhuman, impossible for a normal man.

Helvora’s grey eyes went completely white, pupils disappearing. Her belly visibly swelled, rounding out as if she’d suddenly become pregnant. The skin stretched taut.

Cum overflowed, having nowhere else to go. It shot out from her nose in twin streams. It leaked from the corners of her eyes, mixing with tears. Her ears even dripped white fluid.

"HNNNGGGHHHH!!!"

Tianlong held her there for long, agonizing seconds, pumping everything into her, his balls pulsing in Yuna’s grip as they emptied completely.

Finally, he pulled back.

His cock emerged from her throat with a wet, obscene ’schlorp’, followed by a massive gush of cum from her mouth like a broken dam.

Helvora collapsed immediately, falling sideways onto the marble floor with a wet thud. Her belly was grotesquely swollen, cum continuing to leak from her mouth, nose, and even her eyes. Her consciousness was barely there, eyes unfocused and glazed.

She looked utterly broken. Destroyed. No longer a queen, but a used fuck-hole.

Tianlong stood there, his cock still rock-hard and dripping despite just cumming, looking down at the broken queen with dark satisfaction.

The hall was silent except for Helvora’s weak, wet breathing and the gentle flutter of butterfly wings.

Seris and Vyrena stared in absolute horror from their positions near the broken thrones, unable to process what they’d just witnessed.

Sabrina looked away, her jaw clenched, something complicated warring in her golden eyes.

Akane and Sylvea were still pressed against Tianlong’s sides, their breasts heaving with aroused breathing.

Yu Xiang stood behind him, wiping her hands delicately on a conjured cloth, her violet eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

Yuna remained kneeling, her hand still cupping his balls, staring at the broken queen with something between horror and fascination.

Tianlong sighed, a strange expression crossing his face—satisfaction mixed with something darker.

"My wives will really corrupt me," he muttered, but there was no regret in his voice. Only acceptance.

He looked toward the two awakening queens.

"Now then," he said, his voice carrying absolute authority across the hall. "Who’s next?"