GOD OF BLACKMAIL

Ronnie gripped Fay's face roughly, his strong fingers digging into her cheeks, pulling her toward him with force. Before she could process what was happening, he claimed her lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue invading her mouth relentlessly, tangling with her hesitant one. Fay felt like she was trapped in a strange dream, a thick fog clouding her mind as her body surrendered to this masked stranger's will.

Ronnie deepened the kiss, savoring the sweetness of her mouth, while his other hand boldly slid under her remaining clothes. His cold fingers brushed against her toned stomach before moving downward, slipping between her trembling thighs. He found her wet, swollen pussy and began to explore its sensitive folds with slow, deliberate strokes. At the same time, his other hand squeezed her breasts harshly, pinching her hardened nipples between his fingers, drawing muffled moans from her—moans laced with pain and pleasure.

A strange heat surged through Fay's body with every touch, every kiss. Then she felt something penetrate her gently—an single finger sliding in and out of her slick pussy, sending shivers rippling through her. Ronnie picked up the pace, adding a second finger, twisting them inside her, pressing against her sensitive inner walls. Fay couldn't hold back a loud cry this time, a sound of shock mixed with a new sensation she'd never experienced before.

Deep in her mind, she fought back. Fay, the former mercenary, had built steel walls around herself. She'd never let a man touch her like this. Her deepest secret, hidden even from the closest members of the gang, was that she was still a virgin. She hated men—their weakness, their lust—and kept her body out of their reach. But now… this mysterious blackmailer was defiling her, awakening feelings she didn't know existed.

No! Stop! her mind screamed. But her body betrayed her. It trembled, writhed, craved more. Every touch, every pinch, every thrust of his fingers ignited a strange fire within her.

Suddenly, violent contractions tore through her lower belly. Her back arched, her eyes rolled back, and she let out a long, ragged scream as she climaxed for the first time in her life. Her body shook uncontrollably, collapsing to her knees, helpless, as her juices gushed onto the filthy warehouse floor. She'd never imagined a man could do this to her—break her defenses, make her scream, and lose control in such a humiliating way before a stranger.

Ronnie looked down at Fay, crumpled before him, her body quivering, her breaths ragged, her eyes half-closed. He noticed her starting to regain some awareness, the fog of Devil's Touch fading slightly after the intensity of her orgasm. But he didn't care. Now was the time for true revenge.

He knelt beside her, grabbed her trembling legs, and spread them wide, exposing her flushed, swollen pussy, dripping with clear, sticky fluids. The sight was primal, impossibly arousing. It seemed to beckon him, begging to be filled. Ronnie swallowed hard, gripping his massive, throbbing dragon, pulsing with life, and began to rub it slowly against her wet lips.

Tonight… I'm losing my virginity, Ronnie thought briefly, recalling years of pent-up desire, living surrounded by the beauty of his mother and sisters. He had no idea he was about to take Fay's virginity too.

He was savoring the moment, ready to push inside, when Fay—regaining just enough awareness to realize what was about to happen—felt panic surge through her. His huge dick pressed against her entrance, threatening to violate her deepest secret. She tried to sit up, to resist, and cried out in a hoarse voice:

"Wait a sec—"

But it was too late. With one powerful, brutal thrust, Ronnie's cock slid fully into her tight, resisting pussy. He felt a thin barrier give way, a moment of intense resistance, before plunging into her warm, wet depths, hitting her cervix. A muffled scream escaped Fay as her body writhed in pain and shock, her eyes rolling back completely, losing any trace of consciousness she'd regained.

Ronnie felt the incredible heat and tightness enveloping his cock. Then he saw a few drops of crimson blood trickle from her pussy, mixing with her clear juices. His sly grin widened.

"So… a virgin, huh?" he whispered, his voice low and filled with cruel satisfaction. "Perfect. That makes this punishment so much sweeter… and you'll never forget it."

He pulled his meat out slowly, now looking even larger, veins bulging, glistening with blood and her fluids. Then, without warning, he thrust it back in with all his strength, as deep as he could go. Fay screamed and writhed, her body convulsing under the force of his penetration.

Ronnie began to move, thrusting his massive cock in and out of her tight pussy with increasing force and speed. Each thrust slammed against her cervix, drawing moans from her, a mix of pain and pleasure. Though her mind had surrendered to darkness again, her body responded instinctively. Her muscles began to relax slightly, her pussy adjusting to his size, even releasing more fluids to ease his movements.

Fay, the woman who despised men and avoided them, was now discovering a dark, thrilling side of herself. Her body was betraying her, enjoying this violation, craving more of this relentless cock invading her without mercy. Her face, one no one had ever seen—a face of pure pleasure and submission—was forming now under Ronnie's brutal touch.

Ronnie himself was drowning in a sea of pleasure. Fucking a strong, athletic woman like Fay, especially a virgin, was beyond his wildest fantasies. The tightness of her pussy gripped his penis unbelievably, pushing him toward climax faster than he expected.

He couldn't hold back anymore. He sped up, each thrust deeper and harder than the last, until he felt his orgasm about to explode. He growled hoarsely:

"I'm coming! I'm gonna fill you with my cum!"

Fay didn't hear him, lost in a haze of conflicting sensations. Her eyes were white, her tongue slightly hanging from her open mouth, her body spasming with each thrust.

In the next moment, Ronnie drove his snake in one final time, as deep as possible, and felt an explosive rush of pleasure as he unleashed a torrent of hot cum inside her. It poured out in waves, filling her womb, flooding her pussy, mixing with her blood and juices.

He pulled his exhausted cock out slowly, panting. It was the first time he'd cum so intensely, with such volume. "Man… sex is on a whole other level," he muttered to himself, feeling a power and satisfaction he'd never known.

He looked at Fay, sprawled beneath him, her body trembling violently, breathing heavily, eyes still closed. Thick, milky cum began to leak from between her thighs, mingling with blood, forming a small, sticky puddle on the floor.

In that moment, a glowing blue System screen appeared before him:

[You've successfully uncovered Fay's true self (secret of her virginity and hatred of men)]

[Gained 250 Platinum Points!]

[Your stats have significantly increased!]

Ronnie grinned, overwhelmed with joy. 250 Platinum Points! That was a huge haul, enough to buy powerful items from the Store. The stat boost was an awesome bonus too.

"Is this because I fucked a strong virgin?" he wondered. The rewards seemed tied to the target's strength and the significance of the secret revealed. Rosie hadn't given him much, but Fay… Fay was a goldmine.

"I wonder if she's got more secrets… Could I get more points if I fuck her again?"

As if reading his thoughts, a new System screen popped up:

[As long as the target holds more hidden secrets, you can always attempt to uncover their true self through physical and mental domination.]

Ronnie smacked his fist into his palm. "Makes sense! So, the more I fuck her and expose her secrets, the more rewards I get… But what happens when she runs out of secrets?"

[When all of a target's secrets are revealed and their will is fully broken, they become your "Follower." A Follower's loyalty to their master is absolute and unconditional, lasting forever.]

Ronnie's eyes widened in shock. A Follower? Absolute loyalty? This changed everything! He looked at Fay, collapsed before him, and a sly, dangerous smile spread across his face.

"Looks like I'll have my first Follower real soon…"

Dark, ambitious thoughts danced in his head. What if he could gather an army of powerful Followers? Beautiful, strong women completely under his control? He could build an organization, a force to be reckoned with… For a moment, he saw himself on a dark throne, surrounded by a harem of the world's most stunning and powerful women, ruling the underworld with an iron grip.

He snapped back to reality and looked at Fay, who was starting to stir. She rolled onto her side, facing away from him, covering her face with her arm as if overwhelmed by shame, unwilling to look at him or be seen.

Ronnie approached quietly and knelt beside her. He placed his hand gently on her trembling, bare shoulder, stroking it softly.

"When I send for you," he whispered, his voice calm and commanding, close to her ear, "you come immediately. Got it?"

Her body shivered in response to his voice, but she didn't reply.

"Be ready for me, always. I want to taste you whenever I please." He kept whispering, feeling her trembling intensify.

"You're mine now, Fay. Your body, your soul… all mine." As he whispered those final words, he activated Devil's Touch again with a light touch on her shoulder.

[You've successfully activated Devil's Touch a second time!]

[The target's mental state is weak and receptive to commands!]

Ronnie felt the skill take hold again, cementing his control over her even deeper.

He stood, quickly dressed, and turned to leave the dark warehouse, leaving Fay alone with her conflicting emotions and violated body.

Fay listened to his footsteps fade into the silence of the night. She'd never imagined her virginity would be taken so brutally, so humiliatingly. But for some strange, unsettling reason, a spark of arousal flickered in her lower belly. Part of her hated what had happened, but another part… a dark part she hadn't known existed… craved more. Her hand moved involuntarily to her inflamed pussy, gently touching it, feeling the renewed wetness between her thighs. She closed her eyes, imagining their next encounter, her eyes glinting with a strange spark in the darkness.

Outside, Ronnie walked away, reading the latest System screen with a wicked smile. He hadn't expected Devil's Touch to work twice so easily. He looked at his right hand, the hand that had brought him power and control. "This hand… it's gonna work miracles," he thought, picturing the promising future awaiting him.