Neo activated the Heavy skill the moment the system confirmed the purchase. Power flooded his body as he charged straight at Zeth. His boots hammered the ground. The demon’s eyes narrowed a split second too late.
Neo’s hand slammed into Zeth’s chest.
The change hit instantly.
Zeth’s legs buckled under sudden impossible weight. Every step became a struggle. The easy speed he had shown before vanished. Running felt heavier than the entire fight against Neo had been. Muscles strained. Joints screamed. His movements turned thick and sluggish, like he was fighting through mud that only he could feel.
Neo did not waste the opening.
He drove forward. Spear thrusts came in tight, brutal arcs. Zeth tried to twist away, but the weight dragged him down. Neo’s spear punched through the gap in the demon’s guard and sank deep into his neck. Blood sprayed in a dark arc. Zeth’s eyes went wide. He staggered, clawed at the shaft, then collapsed. The body hit the dirt and did not rise.
Neo pulled the spear free and wiped the blood on Zeth’s torn cloak. He looked over his shoulder.
Sakura stood beside the pile of corpses. Flames already climbed the stacked bodies. The fire roared, thick black smoke rolling upward. Zeth’s last power source burned away in front of him. The demon’s face, frozen in death, still carried the darkened expression of a creature that had just lost everything.
A soft chime sounded in Neo’s mind.
Quest complete.
Rewards waiting in inventory.
He exhaled and turned toward the remaining glass boxes. Dozens of them still held trapped people—adventurers, civilians, anyone unlucky enough to end up here. Sakura’s eyes met his. The look she gave him left no room for debate. These were victims, not enemies.
They got to work.
Neo and Sakura smashed the boxes one after another. Glass cracked and shattered under spear butts and bare fists. People spilled out coughing, crying, thanking them in broken voices. An hour later the last box exploded outward. The final group of freed captives limped toward the exit tunnels.
Sakura walked over, breathing hard, sweat darkening the collar of her torn shirt.
"That was the last one."
Neo nodded. He slid an arm around her waist and pulled her close. "How about you give me my reward."
Color rose in her cheeks. She nodded.
They left the lake and the burning corpses behind. Neo led her far enough that the smoke and the shouts faded. He pulled a simple tent from his inventory and set it up in a quiet clearing. The moment the flap closed he pushed Sakura inside.
She landed on the soft floor with a quiet laugh. Neo stood over her and shoved his shorts down. His cock sprang free—twelve thick inches, already hard, veins standing out along the shaft. Sakura’s eyes locked on it. She bit her lower lip, stripped off every piece of clothing, and lay back fully naked. Full breasts, narrow waist, wide hips, and a plump, heavy ass that jiggled when she shifted.
"Don’t you want to punish your daughter, Daddy?" she said, voice low and sweet. "I’ve been very naughty lately."
Neo grinned. He wrapped one hand around his cock and stroked once, letting her watch.
"All right. I thought of your punishment. It’s simple."
He pulled an ink bottle and a fine pen from the system inventory. "Turn around. Push that ass toward me."
Sakura rolled onto her hands and knees, back arched, massive ass presented. Neo dipped the pen and wrote across both cheeks in bold black strokes.
Mc ownership.
I am daddy’s bitch.
Anal lover.
I love daddy’s big dick stretching my asshole wide open.
He waited until the ink dried, then gave both cheeks a hard slap. The words stayed clear. Possession settled warm and heavy in his chest.
Next he summoned a black leather collar. He buckled it snug around her throat, then hooked two fingers under the ring and pulled her head back. With his other hand he lined up and pushed.
The fat head of his cock pressed against her tight pink hole. Sakura’s breath caught. Neo forced the first few inches inside. Her ass stretched around him, hot and gripping. He kept going until his hips met her cheeks and his balls rested against her soft skin.
Then he started thrusting.
One hand stayed locked on the collar, yanking her back onto every stroke. The other hand cracked across her ass again and again, leaving bright red handprints over the fresh writing. Sakura moaned like an animal—raw, broken sounds that rose every time he buried himself deep. Her body shook. She came hard, walls clamping down, then came again, slamming her ass back to meet him.
"Who’s your daddy?" Neo growled.
"It’s you..."
He yanked the collar hard. "I didn’t hear you."
Pain and pleasure mixed in her voice. "It’s you, Neo!"
He grinned and kept going. Sometimes he pounded fast, chasing the next orgasm out of her. Sometimes he slowed down, pushing every inch as deep as it would go, watching how much of him she could take. Her pink hair stuck to her sweaty neck. He grabbed a handful, turned her head, and kissed her. Tongues met. She kissed him back hungrily while he fucked her open.
Neo gripped her waist, fingers digging into soft flesh, and finally slammed in to the root. Cum flooded her ass in thick pulses. He kept her impaled until the last spurt finished, then pulled out. White seed leaked from her stretched hole and dripped down her thighs.
He slapped her marked ass one more time. "We’re not done yet."
"Stay on all fours."
From the shop he bought a metal ass-cheek spreader. He clamped it in place. The device forced her plump cheeks wide open, putting her pink, puffy hole and the shiny folds around it on full display. Cum still leaked from the center. Neo ran a finger over the sensitive rim. Sakura jolted and moaned, the touch too much after the rough fucking.
He scrolled through his erotic skills. One caught his eye—a combination skill that could fuse everything he owned into a single higher-rank ability. His highest was B-rank. He fed every lower skill into the combination.
The result appeared.
A-rank skill: God of Lust.
Drive any weaker woman’s body into addiction for your cock. The longer she stays away, the worse the itch becomes.
Neo activated it without hesitation.
He lined up again and pushed back into her open ass. This time he sank in slowly, watching every inch disappear until his balls pressed flush against her skin. Her belly bulged faintly from the depth. He grinned, then started fucking her hard—fast, deep strokes that made his balls slap loudly against her cheeks.
He fisted her pink hair and hauled her head back.
"How good is your daddy making you feel? Tell me, daughter."
He cracked another slap across her ass. Sakura arched hard, voice wrecked.
"My daddy makes me feel so good I want to become his bride."
Neo’s grin widened. "Since you want it that bad, your daddy doesn’t have a choice. He has to breed you and make you his wife."
Sakura grinned back over her shoulder. Neo clamped both hands on her shoulders, hard fingers pressing into soft skin, and dragged her onto every thrust. Her insides squeezed him without mercy, tight and greedy, milking him on every stroke. He checked the addiction level the skill had already built.
His eyes widened.
Forty-five percent.
Sakura grinned and mc held her shoulders his hard fingers pressing on her soft skin as he pulled her towards him.
Each time mc kept slamming inside of her he could feel how Sakura inside relentlessly squeezed him. Mc then check how much addiction level Sakura had forhim and his eyes widened seeing it was already 45%
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