After hearing what Sasha told him, Arlo bought two useful items from the System store and strode directly to her private office. His eyes were shining with desire.
He asked one of his slaves to stay awake and ordered any Marine not to go near Hina's office during the night. This was simply to avoid any problems.
Sasha would stand guard at the front door, so she could help Arlo if a fight broke out, and make sure everything would go perfectly.
Then he went in and found Hina, who was wearing the collar. He decided it was time to proceed with his plan and claim his real prize.
A predatory smile curved Arlo's lips as he watched Hina swallow his thick release, her eyes glazed with a passion she had not intended to show.
It was so fucking sexy when these stiff and strong women acted like his little submissive bitch.
"Not bad," he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. A perverted smile played upon his undeniably handsome features.
He stepped closer, his enormous cock still rock-hard and eager to continue fucking that woman. Hina couldn't stop herself from staring at it, gulping at the idea of having such a monster inside her.
"Let's see if your pussy can make me feel good."
He moved over her, aligning the length of his shaft with her wet entrance. A shiver of dread and unwanted anticipation wracked Hina's frame.
"N-No!" she screamed, her voice strained. "If you don't use protection... if you go in raw, I'll get pregnant! I won't be able to continue my duties as a Marine if I'm with child!"
In truth, she had no need to fear such a consequence. Arlo found out that the system had an impregnation function.
Then, after having already secured the extra points for impregnating the other slaves, Arlo had long since switched the feature off. That meant he could fill her with as much of his seed as he wanted, and she still wouldn't get pregnant.
However, to deepen her humiliation and shame, he had decided not to tell her any of this. Instead of answering, he simply forced her down onto the cold floor.
Hina should have been stronger than him; her training as a Marine had ensured that. Yet, at this moment, her body and mind were locked in a civil war. Despite her terror, her pussy throbbed, growing slicker.
Her instincts as a woman were begging to be taken by that beautiful man.
"Here I go," he said without giving her even a second to get ready.
With a single, powerful thrust, Arlo shattered her virginity.
The girl screamed, rolling her eyes. It was a primal scream, torn from Hina's throat, a sound not purely of pain, but of overwhelming, shocking pleasure.
Her body was forced back, her spine arching involuntarily as her vision blurred at the edges. The sensation of him filling her was all-consuming.
It's inside me! Her mind screamed, the thought a silent litany of horror and ecstasy.
This thick thing is piercing me! He's grinding too deep! Hina's mind went blank; all she could think of was his cock.
His dick seemed to be reaching into her very core, completely devastating her from the inside, stretching and filling her in ways she could never have imagined.
Her moans became loud and untamed, a desperate anthem of her surrender. Her heavy breasts swelled with each aggressive, impossibly strong thrust.
The initial sting of her broken maidenhead was swiftly eclipsed by a tidal wave of pleasure that overwrote her reason, erasing her resolve.
Then, an orgasm crashed over her without warning, a convulsive, mind-shattering wave that left her trembling and breathless in its wake.
No! Soon after the orgasm, a small wave of clarity, cold and sharp, washed over her.
Finally able to think, she remembered that she needed to resist. She had to fight back. Gritting her teeth, she tried to wall herself off from the sensations.
She couldn't hurt a Celestial Dragon, but she decided she would feel no pleasure. That man had no power over her… or did he?
Arlo kept moving, his huge member relentlessly stretching her open. Each drive hammered against her cervix, creating a torturous mix of pain and pleasure that threatened to shatter her newfound resolve.
She squeezed her eyes shut to block out the sight of his beautiful face and brought a hand to her mouth, muffling the humiliating sounds he was coaxing from her.
"Does my cock feel so good that you're desperately trying to hold yourself back?" Arlo mocked, his voice a low taunt.
He paused for a moment, allowing her trembling body to fully comprehend the invasive fullness of him buried deep within her.
Then, he pressed a soft, almost tender kiss to the sensitive skin of her neck before forcibly pulling her hand away from her mouth.
The man captured her lips in a searing, dominant kiss, stealing her breath.
"Even now, you still cling to your stupid pride as a Marine?" he sneered against her mouth. "You must think you really work for a noble organization, don't you?" He pulled back slightly, his gaze boring into her. "How long do you think that self-control will last?"
He began moving again, this time with a renewed, aggressive rhythm that shattered her fragile composure. She couldn't hold back at all. The room was filled with the sounds of intense sex.
"You're letting out such sweet sounds," he growled. "Let me draw out even more. You sound so nice, like a perfect little whore, did you know?"
His words were the final crack in her dam. A third, cataclysmic orgasm ripped through her, so powerful it felt like a physical blow.
Seizing the opportunity, Arlo increased his pace, his relentless thrusts against her oversensitive flesh forcing a fourth, shuddering climax from her almost immediately after.
"Fuck!" A hoarse moan tore through her throat with impressive intensity.
Spent and broken, she fell silent beneath him, her body exhausted.
Yet, as the last tremors subsided, clarity returned once more. It was an effect of the collar she wore, a cruel design that granted a moment of lucidity after each climax.
Because of that, Arlo needed to break her resistance over and over; he had to shatter her will so her mind would truly become his.
And now, as she lay vulnerable and exposed in the aftermath of her fourth surrender, it was the perfect time to use the second item he had bought.