Chapter 1237. The Electricity Literally Made Her Squirt Like Crazy!**

Chapter 1237: 1237. The Electricity Literally Made Her Squirt Like Crazy!**

Rex didn’t stop. He hooked his fingers deep inside her, spreading her open as wide as humanly possible, stretching her entrance until it looked raw and crimson.

He could feel the internal clenching of her muscles around his fingers, the way she fought between the agony of the stretch and the involuntary pleasure of the friction.

"See how you clench around me?" Rex whispered, his face twisted into a grin of pure malice as he watched her hips buck uncontrollably beneath him. "You’re so desperate to be filled."

"From now on, Valentina, there will be no more pretending... No more playing at being a noblewoman."

He leaned down, his teeth grazing her earlobe as his fingers worked ruthlessly inside her, stretching and grinding against her sensitive walls. "I’m going to punish you real good for that defiance."

"I’m going to make sure that every time you close your eyes, you feel my fingers stretching you open."

"Every time you breathe, you taste your own humiliation."

"Aaaahhh! Ahhh! Mmmph... Rex... please... stop... ahhnnn!" Valentina’s pleas were becoming incoherent, dissolving into a stream of wet, desperate sounds.

Her legs shook violently, her muscles seizing as she was caught in the crossfire of Rex’s brutal punishment and her own traitorous, overwhelming climax.

Rex’s grin widened as he sensed her resistance beginning to crumble. He wasn’t satisfied with mere physical stretching; he wanted to assault her very nervous system.

"You need something to remind you who owns every nerve in your body, Valentina," he purred.

A faint blue glow began to emanate from his fingertips. Valentina’s eyes widened as she recognized the crackling energy mana.

"No... Rex, wait, what are you--"

Before she could finish, he plunged his fingers deeper, and the magic ignited. A sharp, searing current of electricity surged through his digits, coursing directly into her sensitive internal walls.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH! NOOOO!"

"OH GODS, STOP IT!"

"P-PULL THEM OUT! IT HURTS! IT HURTS SO BAD!" Valentina’s scream was primal, raw enough to tear her vocal cords.

Her entire body convulsed as the electricity danced through her cunt, each spark feeling like a white hot needle stitching through her flesh.

Her back arched so violently that her spine made an audible pop, her muscles locking in a state of agonizing paralysis. Her eyes flew open, pupils contracting to pinpricks as her brain struggled to process the overload of pain and stimulation.

Rex let out a thunderous, mocking laugh that drowned out her whimpering. "Look at you! Look how your body betrays you even now!"

As the electricity pulsed, Valentina’s pussy didn’t retreat; instead, convulsed in a desperate, involuntary spasm, latching onto his fingers with terrifying strength as if trying to drink the very energy that was torturing her.

"Hahaha! See?! You’re a masochist, Valentina!"

"Your pussy is fucking starving for this! It’s latching onto me like a parasite!"

"Nnngh... ahhh... haaaah... p-please..." Valentina’s words were broken, wet gasps.

Her mind was a fractured mirror, reflecting only pain and a terrifying, dark ecstasy. ’I can’t think... I can’t breathe... the electricity... it’s cooking me from the inside out, but why does it feel like I’m melting into the bed?’

’Why does my body want this agony?!’

Rex showed no mercy. He accelerated his movements, his fingers pumping inside her with inhuman speed, the electrical discharge stuttering in rhythmic bursts that sent fresh waves of torment through her.

Simultaneously, he leaned down, his mouth finding one of her swollen nipples. He didn’t just suckle; he bit down hard, his teeth scraping against the sensitive flesh until she let out a strangled cry.

"Mmmmnnnnngh! Ahhh! Stop! St-stop...!"

"Please, Great Master... I beg you... ahhnnn!" The pleas were reflexive now, her dignity long since incinerated by the magical assault.

Rex pulled away from her breast, leaving red crescent marks from his teeth, and leaned close to her face, his eyes burning with sadistic glee. "Stop?"

"Don’t you mean keep going until you break?" he demanded, his voice dripping with contemptuous amusement. "Don’t be dramatic, slave...! This is normal!"

"This is what masters and their sex slaves do in bed! Consider this a gift."

He pressed his palm against her forehead, holding her steady while his fingers continued their lightning-fast assault. "You should be grateful."

"You’re getting mercy now. Remember yesterday?"

"The telekinesis, the blood, and the breaking of your bones? This is nothing compared to that!"

"At least now, I’m giving you pleasure along with the pain."

’He’s right... oh gods, he’s right,’ Valentina thought as her consciousness began to slip away into a haze of overstimulation. ’This is mercy compared to torture I got yesterday...’

’But he’s destroying me anyway. He’s turning me into something that can only feel through pain and lightning.’

Rex could feel her climax approaching, not as a gentle wave, but as a violent, convulsive storm triggered by the magical torment.

"There it is," he growled, his fingers working faster, the electrical sparks flying brighter as her internal muscles began to spasm uncontrollably. "Let’s see if we can’t force that orgasm out of you!"

"Let’s see how loud you can scream when your whole world turns to lightning!"

"AAAAAHHHH! HAAAAH! OHHHH! REX! REX! AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Valentina’s voice broke into a high-pitched, keen scream as her climax hit like a sledgehammer, her body convulsing in a series of violent, electrified spasms that left her gasping for air, her vision swimming in sparks of white light.

Rex wasn’t done. The sadistic hunger in his eyes suggested he was only just beginning to savor her unraveling.

"One last spark to seal your fate, Valentina," he hissed, his voice laced with cruel delight.

The blue mana crackling around his fingers intensified, growing brighter and more volatile until the air itself smelled of ozone and burnt metal.

He didn’t just pulse the magic this time; he channeled a concentrated surge of raw, unfiltered lightning directly into her most sensitive nerve endings.

As the electricity reached its crescendo, Rex delivered a sudden, brutal flick against her swollen clitoris, sending a final, devastating shockwave through her entire body.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH GAAAAAAAHH!!"

Valentina’s scream was unlike anything she had ever uttered; it was a sound of pure, unadulterated surrender, somewhere between a death rattle and an ecstatic shriek.

The electrical overload triggered an explosive reaction. Her pussy spasmed so violently that a torrent of fluid erupted from her, spraying forth with enough force to arc through the air.

A warm, glistening stream struck the far wall with a wet splat, streaking down the stone as it mixed with her tears and the sweat soaking the sheets.

Rex erupted into laughter so loud it felt like it would shake the foundations of the castle. "Hahaha! Oh gods, look at that!"

"Look at what you’ve done!" He pointed at the wall, his face flushed with genuine amusement at her humiliation. "You’re squirting like you’re pissing yourself, Valentina!"

"Hahaha! You got such a long, filthy squirt from that electricity that you’ve soiled the bed AND the fucking wall!"

"You’re a fucking disaster!"

Valentina lay there, splayed open and shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. Her chest heaved with desperate, ragged breaths, each one feeling like she was inhaling broken glass.

Her vision was swimming with afterimages of blue sparks, and her lower body felt hollowed out, raw, and terrifyingly sensitive.

’Wh-what...’ she thought, her mind a fractured wreck of sensation. ’I’ve never... I’ve never felt anything like that.’

’Never squirted that hard in my entire life... it felt like my very soul was being forced out of me through my cunt.’

’I’m... I’m disgusting. I’m completely broken.’

The humiliation was a physical weight pressing down on her, heavier than Rex’s body. She wanted to curl into a ball, to hide her shame, but she was too physically spent to move, pinned beneath the gaze of her tormentor.

Rex wiped a stray tear of laughter from his eye, his expression shifting from manic amusement to something far more predatory and hungry. The laughter died down into a low, rumbling growl that sent a new shiver of terror down Valentina’s spine.

"Since you’re clearly in such a... productive mood," Rex murmured, his voice dripping with dark intent as he looked down at her dripping, crimson flushed entrance. "And since you’ve already made such a mess of my room..."

He began to position himself between her thighs, his massive cock already glistening and pulsing inches away from her ruined folds. "We might as well finish what we started, shouldn’t we?"

Valentina’s eyes widened as she saw him moving, the sheer scale of his arousal blocking out her entire field of vision. A soft, involuntary sound escaped her throat—a sound that wasn’t quite a protest and wasn’t quite an invitation.

"H-huh...? R-Rex... wait... no, please..." she whimpered, though her body, traitorously responsive to his proximity, began to twitch with renewed arousal despite the lingering pain. "I can’t... I’m too tired... ahhnnn..."

"Too tired?" Rex mocked, his hand sliding down to grip her throat lightly, not enough to choke her, but enough to remind her who held her life in his hands. "A slave doesn’t get to decide when she’s tired."

"A slave only decides how much pleasure she can take before she passes out."