NTR: Choice Based System

Shi Lian's heart tightened, her fists clenched in fear as she heard Holy Son Xiao Feng's words, "Why don't we just enjoy her here, together?"

Shi Lian's heart pounded in her chest. She was a mere pawn in a dangerous game, a prize to be shared among powerful men. The Holy Son, with his enigmatic smile and his high stature, was a force to be reckoned with. His offer to the Grand Elder, a tantalizing promise of unparalleled power, further cemented her fear.

The Grand Elder, a man of ambition and cunning, was quick to seize the opportunity. He accepted the artifact, his eyes gleaming with greed. Yet, a flicker of doubt crossed his face. He still felt doubt in his heart. But the allure of power was too strong to resist.

Clan Leader Ye Wanshu smiled, "Why not, if the Holy Son has offered her to us, then we'll not deny his invitation." The Grand Elder put the artifact in his space ring and then looked at Shi Lian.

He thought, "It doesn't matter, when she'll come back to me, then only I'll start my plan." He planned to impregnate her, but with the Holy Son delaying his plan, he didn't have any choice but to back off for the time being, after receiving the artifact from him.

The Grand Elder, his heart heavy with a mixture of desire and fear, turned his gaze back to Shi Lian. She, in turn, met his gaze, her eyes filled with a silent defiance.

"Very well," he muttered, his voice barely audible. "We shall do as the Holy Son commands."

Ye Wanshu, ever the opportunist, seized the moment and tore Shi Lian's clothes. "Let's enjoy together then," he said, grabbing her breasts.

The Grand Elder nodded, his expression mixed. He knew that once Shi Lian was in the Holy Son's hands, there was little hope of retrieving her back until he left the sect. But he also knew that he had to play his cards carefully.

The Grand Elder and Ye Wanshu, their eyes ablaze with lust, moved towards Shi Lian.

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Her breath quickened, fear and anticipation warring within her. She knew what was to come, a violation of her body and soul.

But then clan Leader Ye Wanshu inject strange Qi inside her body and a strange thrill coursed through her, a mix of dread and forbidden desire.

Ye Wanshu's rough hands grazed her skin, sending shivers down her spine. His lips, hot and demanding, claimed hers in a forceful kiss.

The Grand Elder, watching with a mix of envy and arousal, joined them, his hands wandering over her curves.

The Holy Son, a spectator to this escalating sensuality, decided to join the fray. He shed his robes, revealing a toned physique and a powerful aura. With a predatory gleam in his eyes, he approached Shi Lian from the front. His dragon, grew hard and long, edging closer to her lips.

Meanwhile, the Grand Elder, positioned to her right, continued his lascivious exploration, his fingers dancing across her melons. Ye Wanshu, on her left, held her lower lip in grasp of his hand, while his was still sucking her lips.

Shi Lian's body tensed, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. She tried to resist, to fight back, but their strength was too overwhelming. Her struggles were futile, her cries muffled by their passionate assault.

As their hands began to explore her intimate parts, a strange sensation washed over her. The initial fear and disgust began to dissipate, replaced by a strange sense of surrender. She closed her eyes, letting go of her resistance, and allowed herself to be consumed by the storm of lust that surrounded her.

Sensing Holy son's dragon, Clan Leader Ye Wanshu backed off and goes for her melons and started sucking them while Grand elder also did same and started sucking her Nipples.

The sudden intrusion of the Holy Son's member into her mouth sent shockwaves through Shi Lian.

The intense sensation, both painful and pleasurable, overwhelmed her senses. Yet, as she adjusted to the foreign object, a strange sense of arousal began to take hold.

Ye Wanshu, unperturbed by the intrusion, continued his assault on her melons. His rough hands kneaded and squeezed, eliciting gasps from Shi Lian.

The Grand Elder, watching the spectacle with growing excitement, joined in, his hands reaching for her other melon.

Shi Lian's body, caught in a whirlwind of lust and pain, began to respond. Her hips arched involuntarily, her body seeking more of the intense pleasure.

The three men, sensing her surrender, intensified their assault, their movements synchronized in a dance of depravity.

The Holy Son smirked, "Now she's ready. Seems like the Grand Elder has trained her well."

With a confident grin, he began to thrust his hips, deepening the penetration. Shi Lian, her senses heightened, responded by manipulating his member with her lips, her tongue tracing its length.

The Grand Elder spoke, his voice laced with pride, "She can do more than this. I've spent a whole year training her."

The Holy Son chuckled, "We shall see then. Let's see how you have trained her." With that, he intensified his thrusts, forcing Shi Lian to gag. His dragon, relentless, pushed deeper, nearing her throat. A sadistic pleasure gleamed in his eyes as he pushed her to her limits.

"let's change the position," the Grand Elder murmured, his eyes fixed on the spectacle before him.

"that will be better," Ye Wanshu agreed, his voice thick with desire. "She's perfect and can handle more than one at a time."

They laid her on the table, her body a canvas for their desires. The Grand Elder, took her mouth, his dragon exploring her mouth. Meanwhile, Ye Wanshu and the Holy Son continued their relentless assault, their members plunging deep into her two holes.

Shi Lian, lost in the throes of ecstasy, barely registered their words. Her world narrowed down to the primal sensations, the rhythmic pounding, the heat, the sweat. She was no longer a pawn in a dangerous game, but a willing participant in a forbidden dance.

As the minutes turned into hours, the three men continued their relentless assault, their bodies intertwined in a tangle of lust. Shi Lian, her body battered and bruised, was pushed to the limits of her endurance. Yet, with each climax, she was reborn, her desire renewed.