SSS-Rank Pervert: Reincarnated in the World of Summoners-Chapter 71: The General’s Intrusive Thoughts

Marcus was bringing her to me, his hands wrapped around her legs in that amateurish pose parents use when carrying their child to pee. Completely undignified and absolutely hilarious.

But Marcus wasn’t focused on his task at all. His eyes were busy scanning the surroundings, drinking in every glorious detail of the scene before him.

First, his gaze landed on Emily, the girl still slumped on the chair breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling with exhausted gasps.

Then his eyes traveled lower, to her pussy, those swollen folds glistening beautifully with her own fluids, the wetness catching candlelight and shimmering like liquid diamonds.

Marcus’s eyes were glistening even brighter than those soaked folds, sparkling with an excitement I had never witnessed in him before.

His attention snapped to my cock next, still standing at attention and coated with the evidence of conquest. And in that exact moment of distraction, his grip on Rebecca completely loosened.

THUD.

The old woman dropped ass-first onto the wooden floor with a heavy impact that echoed through the room.

Her cry of pain followed immediately, sharp and piercing. Every single woman in the room looked on with fear painted across their faces.

I knew this was entirely my fault. Making this menace my support here was a terrible decision.

I had taught him about sex, about cocks and pussies, thinking I was being a genuine and responsible master. Looking at this chaos now, that education was clearly a catastrophic mistake.

"Master!" Marcus turned to me with actual tears glistening in his eyes, his voice trembling with raw emotion. "So that’s what a cock is! It’s so damn cool! You have my respect, GOAT! I am proud to be your summon!"

He was getting genuinely emotional about this, which made the whole situation infinitely more awkward.

But his emotions shifted quickly as he started moving toward Emily, the girl I had just finished fucking senseless.

Beside her sat her friend, the one who had been completely drenched in Emily’s squirt. Despite being soaked in another woman’s fluids, she was still asking with genuine concern, "Emily, are you okay?"

Marcus loomed over them both, his eyes fixed on Emily’s exposed pussy with almost religious reverence. "Master! That’s the Divine Almighty Pussy, right?!"

He was reaching toward her with eager hands, and I knew with absolute certainty this idiot was about to do something catastrophically stupid.

If I didn’t stop him immediately, my teachings would turn me into the most wanted criminal in this world for the dumbest crime imaginable.

I grabbed the discarded panty from the floor and hurled it directly at his face.

SPLAT.

"Marcus, you moron!" My voice cut through the room like a blade. "Don’t you dare do anything without my order!"

He froze mid-reach, the wet panty draped over his helmet.

"If you do," I continued with deadly seriousness, "I will send you back to my soul and summon Zenos instead. Let him enjoy the scene ahead while you rot in darkness."

GULP.

Marcus swallowed so hard his entire throat bobbed visibly. His face went deathly pale as if his world was ending. He dropped to one knee instantly, mouth opening to apologize, but I cut him off.

"I don’t need your apology. Just follow my orders from now on and try not to use your mouth or anything else."

He placed his fist over his heart with theatrical solemnity. "I will obey even if it costs me my head! Just say the words, Master!"

I was thoroughly embarrassed by his dramatics. Turning away, I spotted Rebecca being helped up by two women, pressing her sore back with grimacing pain.

"Marcus," I said with mock disappointment, "how rude of you to drop her like that."

Rebecca looked up at me with utter confusion.

Then I let a grin spread across my face. "She belongs to me for now, so behave properly with her. Now carry her again in that same stupid pose. It was really turning me on."

Marcus moved immediately, wrapping his armored hands around her legs once more and hoisting her up despite her violent protests.

"You disgusting devils!" Rebecca’s voice cracked with fury. "You animals! I own this place! How dare you treat me like this?!"

Marcus tilted his head thoughtfully. "Treat you like this? Gramps, you are literally witnessing the glorious cock of my master in action. You should thank the gods you’re receiving the peak of pleasure at such age. I mean, isn’t this the best thing before you step into your coffin in a few years?"

She was utterly confused by his words but started slapping at his armor anyway, digging her nails into the metal plating. It had absolutely no effect.

"Put me down this instant!"

Marcus ignored her completely and positioned her before me like a sacred offering. "Master, I present to you this thoroughly ripened pussy."

I smiled at his crude phrasing and reached for her gown, pulling the fabric up to bunch around her waist.

Then I hooked my fingers into her panties and dragged them down her wrinkled thighs. Her pussy came into view, loose folds surrounded by a short greying bush.

"What are you doing?!" she screamed in terror.

I answered by positioning the swollen head of my cock against her entrance, feeling the warmth radiating from her core. Then I pushed forward, sinking into her depths with one smooth thrust.

SQUELCH.

She shook violently in Marcus’s grip the instant my dick spread her open, her entire body trembling as I filled her. And gods, her insides were absolutely incredible.

Without any greasing or preparation, my cock slid into her aged pussy with surprising ease. Her walls were soft and warm, welcoming my intrusion with a wet heat that enveloped my entire length like melted silk.

The natural moisture of her awakening arousal coated my pennis as I pushed deeper, her body betraying her protests.

I gave her insides a proper thank you by grinding against those soft walls, feeling every fold and ridge massage my cock with delicious friction.

Then I began thrusting properly.

SCHLICK. SLAP. SCHLICK.

Each powerful movement produced a symphony of obscene sounds. The wet squelch of her pussy accepting my cock over and over, the sharp slap of our flesh meeting, and the rhythmic yet painful sounds of her bones cracking.

Her hands flew toward my face with nails extended like claws. But I simply grabbed her wrists and used them as leverage, pulling her body onto my cock with each thrust. Her attempted attack became my grip, increasing my rhythm and power.

SLAP SLAP SCHLICK SLAP SLAP.

"AHHHHHH!" Rebecca screamed, her voice cracking with confusion and overwhelming sensation.

AAAAAAAAAGHHHHHH! MY HIP MY PELVIS— SOMETHING JUST CRACKED AGAIN— I CAN’T FEEL MY LEG— STOP THIS MADNESS— PLEASE I’LL PAY ANYTHING—AHHH!

I was breathing heavily from the exertion but didn’t stop. "Stop all this nonsense, you can take it. And even if you can’t, isn’t it better to experience this once rather than serving as my slave forever and getting the treatment everyday? Remember the contract?"

She had no response except moans and screams that were slowly shifting in tone, her body learning pleasure whether her mind accepted it or not.

Then suddenly she screamed far louder than before, her head twisting back with fury. "You bastard! What are you doing?!"

I paused, confused by this new outburst, then caught Marcus’s mischievous expression.

"Remove your filthy finger from my butt hole!" Rebecca shrieked with indignation. "It will tear me apart, you disgusting animal!"

I followed her gaze to her backside and saw Marcus’s finger buried knuckle-deep in her ass, still wearing his armored gauntlet.

"Marcus." My voice was ice.

"I am sorry, Master!" He didn’t sound sorry at all. "This warrior was defeated by his intrusive thoughts. Please don’t punish me! I will retract my finger this instance!"

He withdrew but teasingly slow. I could actually see his muscles rotating as he twisted his finger inside her, his mischievous instincts refusing to quit. Rebecca cursed him with creative profanity I didn’t know existed.

"Enough with the playfulness, you fucker," I sighed. "If you want to help, remove her clothes. I want to witness what she holds."

Marcus’s expression turned devilish. His hands weren’t free, so drew his sword using only his mouth, and carefully slid the blade under her fabric, positioning it between her breasts.

"Don’t move," he warned, voice muffled, "otherwise you’ll lose those saggy tits."

RIIIIIP.

With jaw strength alone, he sliced through everything. Gown, undergarments, bra, all fell away in tattered strips. There hung her ultra-saggy breasts with light brownish nipples pointing toward the floor.

I grabbed them like a farmer milking a cow’s udder, completely forgetting to scold Marcus for his action. Her hands were free now but all strength had abandoned her body.

What followed was pure destruction. My cock rampaged inside her defeated pussy, each thrust driving deep into her willing depths.

Her wet walls gripped my cock desperately, the heat enveloping me completely as I pounded relentlessly.

SLAP SCHLICK SLAP SLAP SCHLICK.

It went on until finally the pressure exploded and I buried myself deep, cumming hard inside her. Rope after rope of hot seed flooded her insides, painting her walls white.

I pulled out slowly.

PLOP.

The spectators witnessed a cute short shower cascading from her well-used hole, my cum dripping steadily onto the floor.

But instead of acknowledging this masterpiece, two women bolted for the door.

"Marcus. Don’t let them escape."

He moved instantly, dropping Rebecca onto her back without ceremony.

THUD.

She screamed, but I ignored her completely, my attention already locked on my next target. The pantyhose girl. I reached toward her, ready to tear away whatever remained of her ruined stockings.

Then Rebecca screamed again behind me.

’Now what?’

I turned around and froze.

Emily was on her knees, half on the ground and half on top of the collapsed granny. One foot unknowingly pressed against Rebecca’s face, and as I watched, she adjusted her position, forcing the old woman’s jaw wide open.

But Emily wasn’t paying attention to any of that.

Her eyes were fixed solely on my cock, still glistening magnificently with cum and fluids. Her face burned crimson with shame and desperate need she couldn’t understand.

And she was crawling toward it, her trembling hands reaching out for my dick with undeniable hunger.