Gaining an even deeper understanding of Faen's absolute degeneracy, Jinx couldn't help but rub her temples.
Feeling Faen's smiling gaze, and noticing the curious stares from the surrounding girls—who seemed to be eagerly waiting to see what she would choose to do...
With a helpless sigh, Jinx completely threw away all her dignity. She stood up, pulled down her pants, and let them hang off one leg. Picking up the dildo Vi had just used—still carrying her residual body heat—Jinx took a quick sniff.
Smelling the familiar scent on it, Jinx licked her lips. Taking a deep breath, she slowly began to slide it into her flower bud—which had already started secreting juices the exact moment Faen called her over.
If it were just her playing with herself for her own amusement, Jinx wouldn't have felt much. But now, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Jinx felt an unprecedented, electrifying thrill.
And just as Jinx was slowly sliding it deeper inside, Faen narrowed his eyes, lifted his foot, and delivered a swift kick.
Calling it a kick isn't entirely accurate. In reality, Faen merely placed his foot against Jinx's flower bud, targeted the half of the dildo still protruding outside, and gave it a forceful push.
This caused Jinx to violently grip the edge of the table in front of her with both hands. Amidst a rapid string of ragged pants, a tiny, barely noticeable outline bulged outward on her lower abdomen. Only after Faen withdrew his foot did she collapse back onto the sofa, completely drenched in fragrant sweat.
Seeing Jinx's state, the surrounding girls eagerly licked their lips like starving wolves smelling meat. A seductive allure surfaced in their eyes, and a bewitching female musk began radiating from their bodies. Their already juicy flower buds began squirming continuously. The intense stimulation made Zeri and Seraphine subconsciously slide their hands down their pants and under their skirts.
Seeing that all the girls around him were getting horny, Faen didn't hold back either. He looked down at Tristana, who was still rubbing back and forth while sitting on his cock, and said:
"It looks like we have some impromptu personal business to take care of... Hmm, with this many people, doing it here wouldn't be very appropriate. What do you say, Tristana? Do you want to come along?"
Hearing this, Tristana lifted her head in a daze, glanced at Faen, and nodded, saying, "Yes... Tristana... wants to be... with Instructor..."
Getting Tristana's answer, Faen reached out and patted her head. He opened a portal and tossed the girls beside him in one by one. Taking one last look at the scene, he waved his hand, conjuring a stream of water that washed away every single trace of their presence. Immediately after, he vanished along with his departure.
Upon entering the spiritual realm, Faen didn't utter a single word. He immediately scooped Jinx into his arms and slammed her directly onto the bed.
Jinx showed absolutely no intention of resisting. Instead, she hugged Faen fiercely with crazed obsession. But unlike the other girls, once Jinx got into the zone, there was one thing about her that was vastly different—her possessiveness became overwhelmingly intense.
Just like right now. Thrashing violently, she desperately tried to climb on top of Faen to ride him, constantly muttering phrases like, "You're mine, you'll always be mine," looking exactly like a total yandere.
But very quickly, once Faen drove it all the way in and ruthlessly ground against her womb a few times, Jinx's scrub-tier body began convulsing violently. After climaxing twice in rapid succession, she instantly melted into an obedient puppy, acting incredibly docile and clingy.
Meanwhile, Tristana sat on a chair off to the side, quietly watching the entire scene unfold as if she were a completely unrelated bystander.
She watched with her own eyes as the giant mushroom she had just been sitting on reared its head proudly. Her instructor spread the legs of the girl with the long blue braids, and then pressed his massive, muscular frame heavily onto the slender girl's body.
Then, Tristana clearly saw an almost maniacal smile and a look of uncontrollable, chaotic bliss surface on the face of the girl named Jinx.
As her instructor continuously thrust his hips, his two heavy testicles—encased in a sac the size of ping-pong balls—were repeatedly tossed into the air, before violently crashing down against the young girl's perky ass, leaving two light red marks in their wake.
As the bulge on her stomach disappeared and reappeared at terrifying speeds, Jinx let out ecstatic, mind-shattering moans of pure lust, making Tristana feel a sudden, sour ache in her own heart.
She had originally thought she would be able to continue riding that scorching hot rod. But now, even though her chair was merely a few short steps away from the bed, watching Faen relentlessly plow into Jinx, and seeing the other girls around them—Caitlyn burying her face in Faen's ass, Zeri licking the white foam from where their bodies violently collided, and Seraphine finding the perfect opening to suck Faen's heavy ballsack into her mouth—Tristana felt a massive, overwhelming craving spreading like wildfire through her body.
I want it.
Tristana quickly realized exactly what this craving was.
And as a Yordle, Tristana had always possessed a personality that demanded immediate action on her desires.
But this time, it clearly wasn't a trivial, inconsequential matter like before. This was a choice that would determine the entire future ownership and usage rights of her physical body, her personal dignity, and the very freedom of her soul.
Thinking this, Tristana pursed her lips. She slowly crawled onto the massive bed before her, crawling past Vi—who had fallen into a deep slumber, though her body still twitched and spasmed occasionally from the lingering afterglow of extreme ecstasy—and made her way right in front of Faen, who was still working hard to aggressively pound Jinx.
Fucking Jinx like a bitch in heat, Faen noticed Tristana crawling up to him. A smile curled on his lips as he asked:
"What's wrong, Tristana? Do you want to join in too?"
"I... I want to." Tristana nodded her head in a hazy daze.
"Are you fully prepared, then?" Faen asked, without specifying what exactly Tristana was supposed to be prepared for.
This brought a look of confusion to Tristana's face.
Looking at Faen, who was smiling at her, she then glanced at Jinx. Because Faen had stopped moving to talk to her, Jinx began begging and pleading like a maniac. Like a female beast driven entirely mad by heat, she hugged Faen tightly, frantically grinding her waist and ass against him, trying to win back his attention so he would look at her more, fuck her seriously, and ultimately pump her completely full.
A look of sudden realization appeared on Tristana's face, and she nodded her head emphatically, saying, "I am fully prepared!"
Tristana's voice trembled with sheer excitement as she declared: "The future ownership and usage rights of my body, my personality, my dignity, and my soul, all belong entirely to you, Instructor!"
"Good girl." Faen nodded in absolute satisfaction.