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"For someone with little ability, the best way to live well is through flattery and pleasing." LeBlanc wasn't angered by Caitlin's words. Instead, she casually reached out her slender hand and cupped the half-soft breasts in her mouth, kissing and licking them until the last trace of impurity was carefully cleansed and licked away with her tongue. Only then did she turn her gaze back to Caitlin.
"To be my master's plaything is my greatest honor, because my master is powerful and perfect enough that there is only one person I need to please. Unlike some people, who don't even have a master, who don't even know who they are trying to flatter and please, and can only cheaply compromise and flatter everyone and every superior, in order to get a tiny bit of reward that slips through their fingers, and in the end they still have to thank them profusely..."
Upon hearing LeBlanc's words, Caitlin remained silent for a brief moment before quickly realizing something and turning her gaze to the gift in LeBlanc's hand.
When Caitlin entered, Fain was already doing it. Caitlin could clearly see that Janna had been filled with thick, almost solid yogurt, and the only reason it hadn't overflowed was because of a gentle breeze. Although she couldn't see LeBlanc's private parts directly, when Fain, in a moment of interest, started fiddling with them and digging, Caitlin noticed a considerable amount of cloudy white fluid in the liquid…
And now, Fain has been gushing into LeBlanc's mouth and stomach for over half a minute...
Looking at the half-softened treasure, Caitlin felt a complex mix of emotions.
There was a sense of relief amidst the complexity—relief that she didn't have to immediately try to cram such a massive object into the cramped greenhouse. But this complexity also carried unease, for she had come with a mission and responsibility; the future of the family, the pressure on her mother—all rested on her shoulders. Her success or failure would significantly impact the family's situation in the near future. And Farn's care for those around him was undeniable…
Having lived in Zaun for some time, Caitlin had witnessed firsthand how Farn took care of the girls around him. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she'd risen from humble beginnings to become a social climber.
Well, it's not about flying to the top of a tree, but about stuffing something into a hole and turning it into a phoenix...
If Caitlin could understand why she thought that way in these two ways, then she couldn't understand the third. Why did she feel a sense of loss... like unfulfilled expectations? And what was that feeling of regret? She couldn't just smell it, taste it, suck on it a couple of times, kiss it a couple of times, and then have this huge thing... the mark, all she could think about?
Thinking it over, Caitlin swallowed hard in disbelief. But before she could even process what she had just witnessed, she caught a glimpse of something unbelievable out of the corner of her eye.
Turning my head, what came into view was the gift that had just been emitting energy for a little over half a minute. It trembled twice, and after a moment it swelled up as if it were being inflated. Finally, it was full of energy, steaming, and shiny, pointing towards the ceiling.
Caitlin's eyes widened, and she even wondered if she was seeing things.
As a law enforcement officer, although she came from a wealthy trading family and had connections, she was always focused and had formally studied medicine, anatomy, and criminal investigation. And now… counting before, this has happened at least three times in a row, right? How could this be… how could this be?
Even if she couldn't believe it, looking at the pale purple ring mark at the base of the generative branch that was the same shade as LeBlanc lipstick, and the lipstick-like kiss marks of all sizes covering the pestle and sac, Caitlin had to believe that Farn was truly unaffected.
While surprised, Caitlin suddenly felt a surge of excitement, relief, and joy. Realizing this, Caitlin couldn't help but purse her lips—the previous disappointment and regret were one thing, but where did this current relief and joy come from?!
127. Yes, sir.
Despite her doubts and confusion, the die was cast. Gazing at Fane so close, Caitlin could only take a deep breath, then tentatively reach out and grasp that magnificent figure. She then mimicked LeBlanc's earlier action, placing her tongue under her lower teeth and awkwardly swallowing.
Admittedly, Caitlin's past upbringing and education made her skills far less captivating than LeBlanc's, who had abandoned all moral boundaries. But for Fine, watching this policewoman, born into a powerful family but still possessing a strong sense of justice, earnestly learn how to serve still brought him spiritual pleasure.
He patted the officer's face and looked at the girl who was trying to suppress the discomfort in her throat because it was stuffed with something, and said, "Get up."
Upon hearing this, Caitlin nodded. She knew, of course, that what Farn meant by "get up" wasn't the end. On the contrary, it meant that true service and intercourse were just beginning.
Getting out of bed, Caitlin lifted her short skirt, revealing another section of her firm thigh. She could even feel the heat of the Pillar of Creation emanating from her private parts. She bit her lip slightly; it wasn't discomfort she felt. Rather, she felt a deep-seated satisfaction and a growing desire overflowing from within.
And then, a glistening, viscous line of water slid down between her legs and through her skirt, landing above that magnificent treasure, outlining a trail of silvery shimmer.
“Slow down, my little sister.” LeBlanc appeared again. Shamelessly leaning against Farn’s waist, she rested her face on his lower abdomen, just centimeters from his manhood. Glancing sideways at Caitlin, she lightly licked the burning shaft, speaking with seductive intent, “Rub it with your little sister first, moisten it, then slowly sit down… This isn’t just for my comfort, it’s also to give you a good experience. After all…”
As she said this, LeBlanc patted her hand and said, "You've seen how magnificent the master is... Of course, if you're confident in your untouched virgin territory, you can sit down directly."
Upon hearing LeBlanc's words, Caitlin pursed her lips. But as she lowered her waist, she felt the astonishing size. After a brief silence, Caitlin followed Caitlin's advice and used her two petals, covered in dew, to rub back and forth on the smooth mushroom-shaped tip, soon polishing the entire pestle until it was shiny and incredibly slippery.
Although it was only a slight rubbing, by the time it was halfway done, Caitlin was already trembling all over, her face flushed, and she was sweating profusely. Her most private area was even more soaked, with visible wetness trickling down her sides.
Seeing that Caitlin was almost unable to hold back, Fain signaled to her that she could stop. Caitlin swallowed hard, her once sharp eyes now trembling with passion. As her body gradually sank, after a brief moment of pain, a faint sense of regret and resentment erupted alongside intense joy and elation.
The emotions of losing her precious first time and finally having her inner desires fulfilled erupted simultaneously, intertwining and creating a complex web of thoughts that momentarily rendered Caitlin unable to think. She could only stare wide-eyed at her bulging lower abdomen. In her bewilderment, accompanied by the sensation that her internal organs felt as if they were about to burst, Caitlin took deep breaths to relieve the pressure from within her body.
Farn didn't rush into penetration. Instead, he held the trembling police officer, who was throbbing from the tearing pain, and gently patted the girl's upright back. As strands of bright red blood dripped down between their legs, several blood-red plum blossoms soon bloomed on the sheets.
Perhaps it was because of the embrace? Perhaps it was because her physical desires were being fulfilled? Or perhaps it was because the exchange of bodily fluids during close contact caused more pleasure hormones to take effect? Soon, Caitlin felt the pain rapidly diminishing, replaced by a tingling, blissful sensation that penetrated to the bone. The dramatic contrast between before and after left Caitlin feeling herself sweating profusely, drooling constantly, and her private parts flowing even more intensely and glisteningly.
But before Caitlin could even get used to the feeling, Farn raised his head and easily pried open her pearly white teeth with his tongue, then forcefully probed into her mouth, which was constantly secreting and swallowing saliva—hmm, plenty of saliva, clean enough, no strange smell.
A hint of fear flashed in her eyes, but Caitlin found that her first thought and action were not to resist, but rather to try her best to comply.
Seeing that Caitlin's body was almost ready, Fain began to slowly sway his hips. Sensing this movement, Caitlin, no longer caring why she instinctively responded to Fain's actions, suddenly hugged him tightly, trembling as she endured the surge of love and intense pleasure coursing through her body.
Although it was her first time, Caitlin had clearly trained a lot, and thanks to her family's training, her body was very well-balanced with no obvious weaknesses. While her physical endurance was not as high as Zeli's, who could be instantly enhanced through emotion magic, her average physical endurance under normal conditions was far superior to Zeli's.
Having confirmed Caitlin's condition, Farn withdrew his tongue from Caitlin's mouth, nodded in satisfaction, and then gently licked away the slightly salty tears that had unconsciously fallen from the officer's eyes, saying, "It seems you're in the zone too. Your body is quite flexible, so be prepared... Well, let's work together until tomorrow afternoon from now on."
Upon hearing this, Caitlin was taken aback, then glanced at the clock on the wall, and her face immediately showed tension—considering the time spent visiting Blue Smoky Manor and the service provided by LeBlanc and Janna, it was only a little past one in the morning.
Nervousness, awkwardness, unease, and a strange kind of pleasure, seemingly arising from Farn's passion for playing with his own body?
A multitude of emotions swirled within him, and Fain could feel Caitlin's body tightening, clearly indicating her nervousness. Through the undulating soft flesh and secretion of bodily fluids during this tightening process, Fain could also sense the policewoman's anticipation and joy.
Thinking this, Farn stood up and pressed the still hesitant policewoman onto the bed. While swiftly thrusting into her, he chuckled and said, "You have to answer yes, sir!"
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After finishing the move, it took me three days just to readjust my sleep schedule. The pressure is concentrated on the next five days; I'll be writing five chapters a day until I reach 150,000 words this month.
128. Impatient Wei
A night of passionate lovemaking, a morning of vigorous activity, and a lunch of being force-fed and plied with milk...
In the afternoon, Caitlyn got out of bed, still feeling confused. Although she was initially wearing her Piltover Guard uniform, as Fain's temper flared, he stripped her completely naked.
Now, Caitlin is also naked, and the warm sunlight shines down from the huge skylight, illuminating her body, which looks like it has been well-trained since childhood, and making the marks of Farn's ravaging on her well-proportioned and powerful body even more obvious.
The soft flesh of the pigeon was covered in handprints and teeth marks. White spots, dried from the relentless torment, still clung to the corners of its mouth, where it hadn't yet swallowed. The valley between its legs was a mess; the intense battle had left even Caitlin wondering how she had endured it. Even after a period of rest, the firm flesh remained parted, a thin slit failing to close completely. With each breath, a small amount of fluid slowly trickled down.
Gently squeezing the bulge in her lower abdomen, Caitlin immediately tensed up, her toes gripping for courage. Her lower body trembled and heaved as she uncontrollably ejaculated several thick streams of white fluid, accompanied by a few glistening drops. The ensuing emptiness made Caitlin feel an itch in her lower body, causing her to writhe and seem to instinctively beg Farn to play more tricks on her.
Thinking this, Caitlin couldn't help but look at Fane beside her. After a night of fierce fighting, Fane wasn't asleep, but instead sat cross-legged to the side meditating, perfecting the absorption of joyful emotions with Janna in the spiritual realm.
But it was precisely because he was sitting cross-legged that Farn's manhood appeared even larger... How could he still have the energy?
Gazing at the magnificent gift, Caitlin couldn't help but swallow hard. Her mind drifted back to her wanton behavior the previous night… Even now, Caitlin still couldn't believe that she could actually have done such a thing.
Like the cheapest prostitute in Zaun's latrine, she frantically shook her hips, just to get that thing back into her body. To have her flower bud filled, she willingly spread her wet petals and rubbed against it. To experience LeBlanc's mouth filling even her womb, pushing her belly into an inverted bowl shape, she begged and pleaded desperately, sitting on top of him, rising and falling, until Farn was full, filling her sac…
Suddenly, Caitlin understood why Zelly and Seraphine were so eager to be manipulated by Fane...
Even now, just a slight recollection makes Caitlin clearly feel a strange sense of nostalgia, longing, and then a moistness.
"Hmm? You want it again?"
Just as Caitlin was still feeling conflicted about this, Fine's voice came from the side. This startled Caitlin like a frightened rabbit. She then looked at Fine and, seeing no contempt or disgust in his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief. But afterwards, she felt a mix of emotions about this relief.
Thinking this, meeting Farn's gaze, Caitlin's lips twitched for a moment before she said softly, "I understand Zeli and the others a little... I have to admit, this feeling is indeed very difficult to endure."
As she spoke, Caitlin glanced at Farn's imposing figure, then said softly, "If you'd like to..."
Don't answer questions with questions.
Farn turned to Caitlin and said, "I'm asking for your opinion."
Upon hearing this, Caitlin remained silent for a moment, then bit her lip, smoothed her hair, and nodded gently.
"I want……"
"Then come and sit down."
Upon hearing this, Farn leaned back on the mat. Seeing this, although she felt ashamed, Caitlin also felt her body and mind relax considerably when she said those words.
This puzzled Caitlin, because last night and this morning, she had practically abandoned all dignity, allowing Farn to humiliate and abuse her. And now, simply expressing her thoughts, why did she feel so awkward and uneasy? Even after speaking them aloud, she felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders…
Thinking this, Caitlin didn't hesitate at all. Instead, she obediently spread her legs and stood in front of Farn, or rather, above the Great Pillar, then put her hands behind her head and lowered herself like a crab. The slightest touch caused the intense, intoxicating heat to make Caitlin involuntarily roll her eyes back and stick out her tongue.
After a moment, she came to her senses and continued to lower herself in a daze until her lower abdomen was stretched into a columnar shape, and even her uterus was invaded and pushed up into a bowl-shaped bulge in her abdomen. Only then did she gradually relax and gaze at Faen as he gently undulated his smooth body.
Although it was already time for her to leave as agreed, Fain and Caitlin, reluctant to part, ended up wasting another hour.
Another round of results. Looking at her full belly, which was even bulging slightly, Caitlin felt a strong sense of shame—how could she have begged so wantonly while sober? Even the cheapest sex worker wouldn't plead like that and then enjoy it, right?
Thinking this, Caitlin immediately felt a sense of relaxation.
At least, it seems I don't have to be so tense anymore? Instead, I can face Fane openly, like Zeli and Salafenny, without being nervous, saying whatever comes to mind, and being physically prepared to help Fane solve problems anytime, anywhere...
Thinking about Fain's upcoming speech at the Piltover Council, and her need to be ready to address Fain's needs at any time, Caitlyn felt her cheeks burning, and her lower body, which had just finished, felt muddy—
This left Caitlin speechless—although she knew that Farn's essence could enhance physical attributes, improve recovery ability, reaction speed, and various physiological functions, the effects were still far too good. She'd already been subjected to this for over ten hours straight, and now…
With that in mind, Caitlin obediently lay down in front of Fain, mimicking how Janna and LeBlanc had helped clean up.
After enjoying it for a while, Fain raised an eyebrow and said, "He really is impatient."
"Hmm?" Caitlin looked up, licking the food while a puzzled expression appeared on her face, as if asking, "What happened?"
"That Vi guy saw you hadn't come out by the agreed time, so he got impatient and just barged in." Looking at Caitlyn, Fain said helplessly, "And LeBlanc too, she didn't even try to stop her, she needs to be punished properly!"
129. Ding Bo's Tu Bing is also a classic.
Upon hearing that Vi had arrived, Caitlin immediately tensed up, then looked at Fane in a panic, only to see Fane looking completely innocent.
"Why are you looking at me like that? It's like we're adulterers caught in the act. Our relationship is innocent, just a purely physical one, don't be so tense."
Upon hearing Farn's words, Caitlin belatedly relaxed—after all, she and Wei were just work partners.
Thinking this, Caitlin felt her mood gradually sink. She knew very well that the trust between her and Vi was far more than just simple friendship. At least, both Caitlin and Vi could sense that the feelings and emotions between them went far beyond a mere working relationship.
Unfortunately, no matter how complicated the past was, it had to be severed now, because Caitlin knew very well that the moment she made her choice, all that remained between her and Vi was a purely professional relationship. The reason was simple: not only Caitlin, but the entire Giraman family and even the whole of Piltover were powerless to face Farn's wrath.
Is it about responsibility again...?
Thinking this, Caitlin lowered her head and continued to suck on Fain's gift, whispering, "I'll explain some things to her..."
"No, no, no, you're overthinking it."
Upon hearing Caitlyn's words, Farn shook his head and gently patted Caitlyn's head, saying, "I don't dislike the feelings that have developed between you and Vi. In fact, I'm quite a pleasing person. Whether it's a human girl, a spirit being, or even a Vastayan or a Yordle, I like anyone who is beautiful."
Upon hearing this, even with Farn's thing in her mouth, Caitlin couldn't help but pause slightly... Is this genuine pluralism? Is it really not just simple lust?
"What's wrong with being a womanizer? A person's first impression comes from their appearance, then their voice, personality, and character." Farn seemed quite casual and relaxed, sensing Caitlin's thoughts.
"As for your relationship with Wei... to be honest, I'm quite interested in Wei too. But don't worry, I never like to force others unless they ask me to."
Noticing that Caitlin unconsciously swallowed when she heard him say "interested in Vi," and a complex and hesitant look flashed in her eyes, Fine casually reassured the policewoman before continuing to look at Caitlin and say, "If you want to ask me why I'm so comfortable with your relationship with Vi... well, the reason is quite simple."
Under Caitlin's questioning gaze, Fine removed the nearly cleaned pestle from Caitlin's mouth, then, amidst the policewoman's embarrassed expression, gently patted her delicate, beautiful face, which was now flushed and radiant after being thoroughly moistened, and said:
"Because I have confidence in my abilities. Especially now that you've experienced it for yourself, although it sounds strange, you've already ingested a lot of happiness factors, and you should be able to feel the vitality and power coming from all parts of your body. That's right, these happiness factors are constantly nourishing your body, allowing you to grow more and become stronger, until you reach the level where you can bear my offspring."
As their life levels rise, whether it's Zeli, Caitlin, or even having a child with Farn, becomes problematic. The mother's frail body simply cannot withstand the immense power of Farn's bloodline. If things were to be malicious, Farn could, of course, force a pregnancy, ultimately nurturing his child through a parasitic process, only to lose the mother, drained of all her life force, the moment the child is born.
But Faen considered himself a sentimental swindler and could never be so cruel as to use someone and then discard them. So, just like Zeli, anyone weaker than Faen absorbed his essence to nourish their own body.
“Of course, once it enters your body, whether it's your stomach, your sac, or the essence in your intestines, it will not only make you stronger, but also make you more sensitive to my senses,” Farn said. “This sensitivity includes hearing, smell, and taste. Although it can be overcome with reason, to be honest…”
Smacking his lips, Farn didn't give a direct answer. Instead, he tapped the policewoman's forehead and said, "Feel the power within you, that seemingly inexhaustible energy, and the visibly growing stronger feeling. Then think about the price you paid to gain this feeling and continuously grow stronger, and whether the sensations you experience during the process are the pain of training or an addictive, exhilarating pleasure..."
Upon hearing this, Caitlin couldn't help but purse her lips.
She knew what Farn was trying to say...
Her current strength, speed, and shooting accuracy—which of these isn't the result of years of training? Years of setting up a gun and pulling the trigger have worn thick calluses onto her fingers, the base of her thumb, and her shoulders. Even soaking in special medicine can't completely remove them, which is why she has achieved her current level of skill.
And now, becoming stronger only requires... Although it's shameful, Caitlin has to admit that all she needs to do is obediently serve and attend to Farn, accepting pleasure that drives her to the brink of madness and humiliation that is all the more shameful and stimulating...
You become stronger by being happy... but what's the price? The price is wanting to be happy more and more.
Thinking this, Caitlin pursed her lips and looked at Fane, her expression complex. Fane, however, simply smiled nonchalantly at Caitlin, then rubbed the policewoman's face with his medicine pestle, wiping away the remaining drool as if using it as a rag. He then leaned back on the bed again and said, "Go on, don't forget to get dressed—"
As he spoke, he paused, then smiled at Caitlin, who was getting up to put on her clothes. This made Caitlin shrink back warily, and she cautiously asked, "Uh... is there anything else?"
To this, Farn smiled and said, "It's a small matter."
A moment later, Vi paced hurriedly back and forth in the central garden of the Tower Manor. Her face was filled with tension and unease—more than an hour had passed since the agreed-upon time for Caitlyn's return, and why hadn't she come out yet? Had something happened to Caitlyn? Or had she been injured and unable to come out?
Just as Wei was still thinking nervously, her thoughts were racing when suddenly, as if sensing something, she abruptly turned her gaze to the side.
Approaching from afar, Caitlin, dressed in a neat police uniform, brought a quiet sigh of relief to Wei. She then stepped forward with concern and asked, "How are you, Caitlin? Are you feeling alright? Did they do anything to you? Did they mistreat you?"
Hearing this, feeling the breeze passing between her legs, bringing a cool sensation to her bare private parts, Caitlin could only secretly tighten her legs to prevent the thick yogurt from flowing out. While feeling ashamed that Farn hadn't let her wear underwear, she also felt a strange, slightly aroused feeling and whispered, "They...didn't do anything to me."
130. She should thank us.
Hearing Caitlin say that she hadn't been deliberately harassed, Wei wasn't relieved. Instead, she stared at Caitlin from left to right. After all, others might not know, but Wei knew very well how crazy and obsessive her sister could be in certain matters.
But after looking her over from all angles, Wei was relieved to find that Caitlin was not injured at all, and in fact, her complexion was much better than before, and her overall physical condition was also very good. It was just that her expression and movements were strange, as if she was squeezing something tightly, afraid that she would not be able to hold on.
As long as no one gets hurt, that's fine—as for the tension and awkwardness in her expression and actions… After all that has happened, Wei Wenxin asked herself, if she had encountered so much, her mindset would definitely have changed as well. Especially since Caitlin is a Piltover woman, having witnessed Zaun's transformation and Piltover being thoroughly humiliated by him, if Caitlin still seemed completely unconcerned after seeing such a scene, Wei would actually be puzzled.
Thinking this, Wei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank goodness you weren't hurt. You have no idea how worried I was when you didn't show up at the agreed time. Yeah, I bet you were worried too, right?"
Wei smiled and said, "I can guess that you must have tried everything you could to leave here and have been working hard to do so."
As she said this, Wei suddenly felt a pang of emotion. Gazing at Zaun below the towering manor, she said with a complex mix of thoughts, "Unlike me, even if I wanted to go back, even if I could, I wouldn't be able to integrate anymore..."