"Indeed," Chen Shi gasped.
His eyes burned with fire.
"The recovery is excellent, Lady Cecilia... but I want to have a thorough, fully satisfying workout."
Lady Cecilia blinked, her long eyelashes fluttered.
"Not satisfying?"
"Child, look at you. You were twitching on the floor a moment ago."
"I squeezed you until you were completely dry."
"I drank you empty."
She poked his chest.
"You were practically comatose! Your eyes rolled back!"
"Are you saying that being drained to the very last drop wasn't 'intense' enough for you?"
"True," Chen Shi gasped, his face still buried in the soft, white mountain.
"But a workout... has to be mutual."
"You had your fun."
"But I haven't even started my 'reps' yet."
Lady Cecilia blinked.
Confused.
"Mutual?"
"I used my hands until they cramped."
"I used my mouth until my jaw ached."
"Is that not... enough effort?"
Chen Shi smirked against her warm skin.
"That was just upper body, My Lady."
"You can't skip leg day."
He clamped down harder.
Schlurp.
He began to massage the nipple with his tongue.
His saliva—enriched with the "Dragon's Constitution"—seeped into her pore.
It was Aphrodisiac Venom for ghosts.
It soaked into her sensitive skin.
Traveling straight to her core.
"Oh..."
Cecilia shuddered.
A strange heat bloomed in her lower belly.
Her legs felt weak.
Her breath hitched.
"This sensation..."
"Why is it... traveling down?"
She shook her head, trying to clear the fog of lust.
She glanced at the clock in the corner.
"Oh no!"
"The time!"
"We have been gone too long!"
"The game... the players... they are waiting!"
She gently pushed Chen Shi's head away.
Though her hands lingered, reluctant to let him go.
"We must stop, child."
"Next time."
"We will finish this... workout... later."
"First, I need to find you some clothes."
"You can't go out naked."
She snapped her fingers.
POP.
The black fog barrier dissolved completely.
Revealing her Private Boudoir.
It was a cathedral of sin.
Massive floor-to-ceiling windows covered in heavy crimson drapes.
A bed the size of a small island, piled high with black silk pillows.
The air smelled of vintage perfume, dried roses, and the lingering scent of her own excitement.
Cecilia turned away, walking toward a massive antique wardrobe.
Her hips swaying hypnotically under the white dress.
"Let me see if I have any oversized robes..."
She trailed off.
Chen Shi didn't wait.
Later?
There is no later.
The iron is hot.
And I am the hammer.
He dropped to all fours.
Like a wolf stalking prey.
He crawled silently across the thick carpet.
Right up behind her.
Cecilia was reaching for a hanger.
Unaware.
Suddenly.
Chen Shi dove.
SWISH.
He went under.
Lifting the hem of her long white dress with his head.
Plunging into darkness.
Into the holy land between the marble pillars.
"Eek?!"
Cecilia squeaked.
"What are you—"
She looked down.
But he was already there.
His face was level with her forbidden zone.
A pair of sheer, white lace panties blocked his path.
Soaked.
Transparent from her earlier excitement.
Chen Shi opened his mouth.
CHOMP.
He bit down on the delicate lace crotch.
And pulled.
RIIIP.
The fabric tore effortlessly.
Revealing it.
A perfect, pink slit.
Glistening.
Weeping nectar.
It was right there.
Inviting.
Chen Shi didn't hesitate.
SCHLUPP.
He sealed his mouth over it.
Creating a vacuum instantly.
"Uhhhhhh!"
Cecilia's scream shattered across the room.
"You..."
Her face flushed crimson. A mix of shame and ancient fury.
"Insolent worm!"
"Do you know who I am?"
"I am the Nightmare of the West!"
"I am the Lady of this Manor!"
She reached down.
She grabbed Chen Shi's shoulders.
Her fingers dug into his trapezius muscles.
"Release me!"
"Get off my body!"
She pulled.
Expecting him to fly across the room like a ragdoll.
Strain.
Nothing happened.
Chen Shi didn't budge.
He didn't even flinch.
His arms were locked around her massive, marble-white thighs like steel bands.
His neck muscles bulged, cords of tension resisting her grip with terrifying stability.
Lady Cecilia blinked.
Her blue eyes widened in shock.
What?
Immovable?
I am using 10% of my strength.
Enough to crush a boulder.
Yet he feels like... a mountain?
She underestimated him.
She underestimated the True Dragon buff.
And the 350% All-Stat Boost.
While she hesitated, paralyzed by the physics of the situation.
Chen Shi launched his invasion.
Slurp.
His tongue snaked out.
Long. Agile. Enhanced.
It pushed past the wet, pink folds of her labia.
Squelch.
It forced its way into the tightness.
"Nngh!"
Cecilia's knees buckled.
A jolt of electric heat shot up her spine.
"Stop... No!"
She tried to push his head away.
But her palms slipped on his sweat.
Chen Shi ignored her weak protests.
He was exploring.
Inside, she was scorching hot.
Tight.
Velvet-soft ridges squeezed his tongue from every angle.
He curled the tip upward.
Scanning the ceiling of her cavern.
Rub.
Smooth... smooth...
Rough.
Found it.
About three inches in.
A swollen, textured walnut-sized bump on the upper wall.
It pulsed against his tongue.
He didn't just lick it.
He drilled it.
He stiffened his tongue into a spear point.
And stabbed.
JAB. FLICK. JAB.
"KYAAAAAH!"
The scream tore out of Cecilia's throat.
High-pitched. Shattering.
Her resistance collapsed.
Her arms lost all strength.
They fell from his shoulders to his head, her fingers tangling desperately in his hair.
"No! Not there!"
"Too sensitive!"
"Don't— Ahhh!"
She spasmed.
Her hips bucked forward, impaling herself further onto his face.
SQUIRT.
A sweet nectar erupted from her depths.
It sprayed directly into Chen Shi's throat.
Gulp.
He swallowed it all.
BOOM.
It was like drinking liquid nitrogen mixed with honey.
Pure Energy flooded his system.
It clashed with his raging fire, creating a perfect, explosive harmony.
His fatigue vanished.
His "Dragon Root" slammed up, fully recharged and harder than rock.
"Delicious."
He muttered against her wet flesh.
He stood up.
Lifting her massive legs with him.
Cecilia was limp. Panting. Her eyes unfocused and swimming with tears.
"You... you beast..."
Chen Shi didn't let her recover.
He shoved.
THUMP.
He drove her backward onto the red bed.
Her giant body bounced on the soft mattress.
The springs groaned under her weight.
BOUNCE.
She rippled.
The impact sent a shockwave traveling through her soft, pale curves.
Her massive breasts—freed from gravity for a split second—heaved violently.
Jiggle. Wiggle.
They crashed against her chest, then rebounded. Up. Down. Like water balloons filled with heavy cream.
Her thick thighs shook.
A wave of flesh rolled from her knees all the way to her wide hips.
Trembling. Soft.
Her white dress rode up to her waist, leaving her completely exposed, glistening and ready.
Chen Shi crawled over her.
Blocking out the light.
"Now, Lady Cecilia."
"Let's see if you can handle the Real Workout."