Supreme Bloodline Evolution System

Chapter 198: Punishing Agnia (18+)

His cock was still hard and glistening as he moved across the bed toward Agnia. She remained on her knees, upper body collapsed into the cushions, her ass lifted high while her thighs trembled beneath her. Her skin was damp with sweat, her inner thighs soaked, and her pussy still fluttered from everything he had already done to her.

Agnia glanced back over her shoulder, a small, dangerous smirk curving her lips.

"Do you think I’m afraid of you?" she purred, slowly swaying her hips from side to side, teasing him even when her body was already shaking.

Max’s voice came low and even.

"You’re not afraid yet," he said. "But you will be."

He placed one hand on her lower back, steadying her in place, while the other wrapped around his cock. The thick head dragged slowly between her ass cheeks, slick and hot against her skin, and Agnia’s breath caught the moment she felt him settle against her tighter entrance.

Her body tensed sharply, though she did not move away.

"Careful..." she gasped, her voice suddenly less smug than before. "That’s my—!"

Her words broke into a cry as he pushed forward, slow but firm, forcing her to feel every bit of the pressure. The thick head opened her with a burning stretch, and Agnia let out a sharp, high-pitched moan that shattered whatever confidence had been left in her expression.

"Ahhh—!"

Her fingers curled hard into the sheets as her body gave way around him. Max pushed in steadily, not rushing, but not letting her escape the sensation either. Inch after inch sank into her, and her moans turned strained, broken, and breathless as her tight body struggled to take him.

"Haaah... nngh—! It’s... too much..." Her voice trembled, yet her hips stayed lifted for him, ass raised even as she was stretched wider than she had ever been before.

Despite the pained sounds leaving her lips, her pussy clenched hard and grew even wetter. Max drew back, dragged himself through her slick folds to coat his cock with her arousal, then pressed against her again. This time, the wetness made the entrance smoother, and he pushed in with a deep, controlled stroke that made her whole body jerk.

His palm came down across her ass with a sharp crack.

"Are you still not afraid?" he asked, his tone calm enough to make her shiver. "Bad girls get punished. And you’ve been very bad tonight."

Max bottomed out with a low groan and stayed buried inside her, letting her feel the fullness while she tried to catch her breath. Agnia’s breathing was ragged, short, shaky moans spilling out of her as her body adjusted around him. Her ass clenched in small, helpless pulses, hot and tight enough to make every tiny movement feel almost overwhelming.

Then he started moving.

At first, his strokes were slow and deep, each one dragging a trembling sound out of her. Whenever he pulled back, her body clung to him before he drove in again, the wet, filthy sound of their movement filling the chamber. Agnia moaned with every thrust, her voice gradually losing its arrogance as he picked up the pace.

Max’s hand came down hard on her ass again.

"Aaaah~!" Agnia cried, her body jerking forward from the impact. A bright red mark bloomed across her pale skin, and before she could recover, his palm cracked against the other cheek with the same merciless force. Her moans sharpened into cries as he continued thrusting into her while marking her with one slap after another.

He struck her steadily, one cheek, then the other, turning her skin from soft pink to a deeper, heated red. The sound of his palm against her flesh mixed with the slick rhythm of his hips, and each impact made her body tighten around him. Agnia’s voice grew more desperate with every slap, yet she kept herself raised for him, trembling but eager in a way she could no longer hide.

Max reached down and grabbed both of her wrists. He pulled her arms back firmly, forcing her upper body off the bed. Her spine arched deeply, her breasts pushing forward, and he used her arms like reins as the new angle drove him even deeper inside her.

"Aaaaah~! Haaah—!" Agnia screamed as he slammed into her harder. With her arms pulled back, she had no way to brace herself. Every thrust forced her forward, only for Max to yank her back again, making her take him fully each time. Her moans turned constant, ragged, and broken as he used the position to fuck her deeper and rougher.

He kept spanking her while holding her arms, his palm landing across her already burning ass until she screamed from every strike. Fresh handprints appeared over older ones, the red marks spreading across her skin as if he was branding her with his touch. Agnia’s voice rang through the room without shame, loud and raw, her body shaking in his grip while her pussy dripped down her thighs.

Max fucked her harder. The obscene sound of him stretching her grew louder with every thrust, and Agnia’s body shook violently between his hands. Her moans rose higher and higher as he pounded into her without mercy, the way her ass gripped him making his control thinner with every passing second. She was hot, tight, pulsing around him, and every time his palm struck her, she clenched as though her body was begging for more.

"Call me your daddy."

He released one of her arms only long enough to spank her again, harder than before. The sharp crack made her cry out, and her body clamped down around him from the shock of it. Max groaned at the feeling, then began striking her in rhythm with his thrusts, each slap landing just as he drove in deep.

Agnia’s voice cracked into a loud, desperate moan.

"Fuck—! Haaah~! Fuck my ass harder, daddy! Use me like your dirty little toy—! I want you to punish me all night... please, don’t stop!"

Her ass was nearly fully red now, bright handprints covering both cheeks in overlapping layers. Every new strike made her scream and tighten around him, and Max pulled both her arms back again, yanking her upright as he drove into her with heavy, powerful strokes that made her words dissolve into incoherent cries.

"Oooh~! My~! God~! Ahh—! Haaah~! Nngh—!" Agnia’s head hung forward, her hair falling over her face as he used her arms to pull her back onto him again and again. She could barely hold herself up anymore. Her thighs shook so violently they seemed ready to give out, but her body still pushed back for him, chasing every rough stroke.

Max kept going. He fucked her with long, deep thrusts, occasionally releasing one arm just to deliver another hard spank before grabbing both wrists again, forcing her spine to arch even more.

The new angle made him sink impossibly deep, and Agnia let out a long, trembling scream as he bottomed out inside her. Her body clenched around him so fiercely it almost hurt, every twitch and pulse dragging another groan from his throat. The heat, the pressure, the helpless way she shook in his grip all made it harder for him to hold back.

Max didn’t slow down. He kept pounding into her, using her arms to control every thrust. Every time his palm landed, she tightened around him. Every time he drove in deep, her cries grew louder and more broken, until her voice was nothing but pleasure, desperation, and breathless begging.

"More~! Please! Punish me more! Haa~! Ahhh~!" Agnia cried, her voice hoarse from screaming.

Her ass had turned a deep, vivid red, marked with overlapping handprints from his relentless attention. Every fresh slap made her jolt and clench, yet she never told him to stop. Her body stayed presented for him, trembling, eager, and shameless as she took everything he gave her.

Max kept the pace rough and steady. He alternated between deep, powerful strokes and punishing slaps, using her arms to guide her body exactly how he wanted. Agnia’s moans filled the chamber, mixing with the wet rhythm of his thrusts and the sharp cracks of his hand against her heated skin. Her thighs trembled nonstop, her breath came in broken gasps, and her body clenched around him with every impact.

He pulled her arms back harder, forcing her deeper onto him, then held her there for several slow, grinding strokes that made her entire body shudder. Agnia let out a raw, trembling moan as he moved inside her, her body completely at his mercy, her ass flushed deep red and covered in handprints while she shook so badly she could barely stay upright.

Max continued using her like that for a long time, never letting the tension fade.

Still, she never once asked him to stop, accepting every thrust and every slap as he took her exactly the way she had dared him to.

He could feel himself getting close again, but he held back, wanting to savor her a little longer. He fucked her with long, heavy strokes while occasionally releasing one wrist just to spank her hard before gripping her again. Agnia’s moans kept spilling out of her, loud, desperate, and shameless, as he continued to punish her until even her defiant smirk was gone, replaced by trembling need and breathless surrender.