Chapter 1240. I Was Done For Now For Today, But The Telekinesis Is Going To Work Again**

Chapter 1240: 1240. I Was Done For Now For Today, But The Telekinesis Is Going To Work Again**

Rex became a force of nature, a hurricane of muscle and lust that showed no mercy. His thrusts accelerated into a blur of motion, each impact sounding like a wet whip cracking against flesh.

The bedframe groaned under the violence of his movements, the wood creaking as if it were on the verge of splintering apart.

Valentina’s body was being tossed like a ragdoll, her screams dissolving into incoherent, high-pitched keening as her nervous system began to fail under the dual assault of magical electricity and relentless penetration.

"Nnnngh... AAAAAAHHH! HAAAAH! REX!"

"I’m squeezing! I’m fucking squeezing!" she shrieked, her internal muscles clamping around him in desperate, involuntary spasms as she begged for the release he had promised.

Rex’s breathing became a series of guttural snarls. "That’s it! Squeeze it out, you dirty bitch!"

"Squeeze every fucking drop!" His hips moved with inhuman speed, the friction generating heat so intense it felt like they were burning alive.

Then, with one final, earth-shattering thrust that seemed to bruise her very bones, Rex abruptly tore himself out of her.

"RAAAAAAAAAGGHHHH!!"

He stood over her for a split second before collapsing forward, his massive cock still pulsing and rigid as it unleashed its payload.

Thick, hot ropes of semen erupted from him like geysers, spraying across Valentina’s flushed back, her shaking thighs, and cascading over her shoulders.

The sheer volume was obscene, coating her skin in a glistening, pearlescent sheen that mixed with her sweat and the blood seeping from her torn entrance.

"Take this..." Rex panted, his voice thick with satisfaction as he watched his seed splatter across her body. "This is your first payment, slave."

"Your first fucking cum under our contract as Master and sex slave!"

As the last of the cum splattered against her cheek, Rex began to slow down, though his cock remained a terrifying, twitching monument to his virility.

He rolled off her onto his back, breathing heavily, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins. He glanced down at the wrecked woman before him.

"An easy lay... but good tightness... I can’t complain about that."

Valentina lay splayed on the bed, completely spent. Her body was a map of violence: bruises blooming across her hips, red welts from his grip on her throat, and the raw, bleeding evidence of his intrusion between her legs.

Her chest rose and fell in shallow, broken gasps, her eyes half lidded and unfocused.

Rex shifted, rolling back over her. Instead of retreating, he positioned his still massive, throbbing cock directly over her face, the tip brushing against her swollen lips.

"Hey," he growled, his tone shifting from predatory to mockingly concerned. "Don’t go dying on me yet, Valentina."

"You need to survive... I have plenty more planned for you."

But Valentina wasn’t responding.

Her breathing was becoming dangerously slow, her eyelids drooping further. Her consciousness was fraying at the edges, slipping away into a merciful darkness.

Rex noticed the fading light in her eyes and let out a dark, amused chuckle. "Oh? Losing consciousness already?"

"How pathetic." His eyes gleamed with renewed cruelty. "I bet if I shove this cock back inside you, you’d be wide awake in a heartbeat, hahaha!"

Inside the crumbling fortress of her mind, Valentina was already gone. The memory of the animalistic, overpowering sex and the feeling of being claimed, broken, and remade was too much for her psyche to bear.

’It’s over...’ her inner voice whispered, faint as a dying ember. ’The impact... it was too much.’

’My body has been violated beyond repair, and my mind has been shattered by the sheer intensity of him.’

’I feel so heavy... so empty...’ A strange, twisted sense of peace washed over her as the darkness closed in. ’If I die right now... if this is the end... I feel relieved.’

’At least I won’t have to feel anything else ever again.’

As she slipped into unconsciousness, the last thing she felt was the heat of Rex’s cock against her lips and the terrifying promise of his next lesson.

Rex grinned, thoroughly delighted by the way Valentina looked half conscious, drooling, blood speckled, and undone. The sight of her lying in the sticky pool of his freshly discharged cum, looking like a broken toy, was like candy to his cruel mind. He wasn’t done, not by a long shot.

The contract had just begun, and he had more "lessons" to teach.

"Well, that’s about it for the main course today," he said, voice rough and pleased, though he made it sound like a threat. "But I haven’t dismissed you yet, slave."

He straightened up, standing beside the mess he had made, the white cum dripping down her inner thighs, her blood mixing with the lubricant of her own torn pussy, and raised one hand.

The blue aura of his telekinesis began to hum, a low frequency vibration that made the very air around her seem to ripple and distort, like heat rising off asphalt.

With a flick of his long fingers, the telekinetic force caught her limp body. He lifted her off the sweaty and cum-soaked bedsheets as if she weighed absolutely nothing, making her feel weightless and exposed.

He manipulated her limbs with the precision of a puppeteer, forcing her back into that same humiliating position: her wrists pulled up high above her head, her thighs yanked back hard toward her spine, making her pussy gaping and vulnerable.

Unlike the earlier brutality where he had bruised her hips and slapped her tits, this telekinetic touch was more surgical, more insidious.

He kept her breasts and ass untouched, leaving the soft skin clean, only focusing the concentrated energy on the raw, dripping wound between her legs.

The telekinetic force began to pulse a rapid, repetitive shockwave that threaded itself directly into the wet interior of her pussy.

These weren’t solid objects but waves of compressed magical energy hitting the torn vaginal walls, the cervix, and the sensitive lining over and over, in and out, at an incredible speed.

Vrrr THUMP! Vrrr THUMP! Vrrr THUMP!!

The sound was like a mechanical hum mixed with the wet sloshing of her blood and cum—a rapid fire, buzzing vibration that seemed to penetrate deep into her womb.

Each micro shockwave acted like a thousand tiny, electrified fingers flickering in and out of her most tender, damaged tissue, kneading and hammering the insides.

Valentina’s body convulsed immediately. The targeted stimulation that was clean, precise, and electrical buzzing inside her hit the exact nerve endings that were screaming for release.

Despite the terror and the exhaustion, her pussy reacted like a traitor. The torn edges of her labia began to flutter and twitch, sucking the air and cum back into the wet interior with every rapid pulse of the telekinetic wave.

"Hahaha! Look at that!" Rex laughed, circling the levitating girl, enjoying how her thighs were quaking and snapping together because of the internal vibrations. "Your dirty little pussy is jumping like a fish on a hook!"

"Those pretty insides know exactly what to do, don’t they?"

The shockwaves increased in frequency, becoming almost continuous a solid hum that vibrated her whole pelvic floor, making the blood and cum bubble and froth at her pussy lips.

"That’s right, slave! Cum again!"

"Let those pussy walls spasm like the bitch they are!" he commanded, snapping his fingers just enough to make the telekinetic pulses hit harder, deeper, right against the sensitive mouth of her womb.

Valentina’s head thrashed against the hard mattress she was hovering just millimeters above, her spine arching off the imaginary plane the telekinesis was holding her on.

The pleasure was obscene sharp, buzzing, internal, and relentless, and it tore a strangled, keening moan out of her throat.

"Nnnnnggg... HAAAAA! Aaaahhh!!" her voice was breathless and wrecked, coming out in staccato bursts. "It’s... it’s so... inside me... it’s buzzing..."

"I can’t stop... I’m cumming!! Ahhhnnn!!"

Her pussy was visibly fluttering, the blood-tinged cum being whipped around inside the wet canal by the rapid-fire telekinetic pulses, occasionally dripping down onto the sheets below in frothy, pinkish droplets.

Each pulse felt like a perfect, electrifying tickle and sting all at once, making her lower half buck and twitch so hard it threatened to bruise her where the energy was most concentrated.