The Lustful Villain: Every Milfs and Gilfs are Mine!

Chapter 794: 794. Using Telekinesis To Hold My Seed Inside Her Womb!**

Rex felt the pressure building in his loins, a volcanic surge of heat that signaled the end of his restraint. His muscles were corded like steel cables, his entire body vibrating with the force of the impending explosion.

He looked down at Ignivara, at her drooling, lolling-tongued, mindless face and her wide, vacant eyes, and a sadistic, brilliant plan formed in his mind. He didn’t just want to cum; he wanted to impregnate her with a sensation so intense it would leave her permanently scarred by pleasure.

"Hold on, you lewd little beast..." Rex growled, his voice dropping to a guttural, predatory rasp.

He tightened his hand around her throat one last time, not to choke her, but to anchor her as he prepared the final assault. "I’m going to fill you so deep you’ll never feel empty again."

"But you aren’t going to let a single drop escape."

"You’re going to keep it all... trapped inside you."

As his hips began a final, frantic, and devastatingly deep series of thrusts, Rex activated his telekinesis. He didn’t aim it at her body but inward.

He focused his mental energy on the opening of her womb, creating an invisible, pressurized seal right at the cervix. He was building a dam of pure psychic force, a barrier designed to catch every ounce of his essence.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

"AAAAAAH! REX! IT’S... IT’S COMING! HHH... GAAAAH! AHHH!" Ignivara screamed, her body convulsing in a massive, draconic climax that left her completely limp, her muscles twitching in a desperate, rhythmic dance of aftershocks.

Then, it happened.

"RRRRRRGGGHHHH!" Rex let out a primal, earth-shaking roar as his climax hit.

SPLURT! SCHLUCK! P P P PLOP!

SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT~!

The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced. It wasn’t just a release; it was a torrential flood.

A massive, thick, and impossibly hot deluge of semen began to erupt from him, pumping into her with the force of a high-pressure hose.

"OH GODS! AAAAAAAHHHHHHH! HHH... HHH... AAAAAAAH!"

Ignivara’s eyes flew wide, the golden irises spinning frantically. The sheer volume was staggering.

She could feel her womb stretching, expanding under the sudden, violent influx of his hot, viscous seed. It felt like she was being filled with molten gold.

But then, the torture began.

Normally, the sheer force of a climax would cause the excess fluid to spill out, but Rex’s telekinetic seal held firm. Every time a new, massive pulse of semen hammered into her, it had nowhere to go.

It slammed against the psychic barrier and was forced deeper, stretching her internal organs, pushing against the very walls of her draconic womb.

"NNNGH! HHH... AHH! IT’S... IT’S TOO MUCH! REX! IT’S FILLING ME! AAAAAAAH!"

She wasn’t even trying to fight it anymore. She was a vessel, a living container for his virility.

The sensation was a paradoxical blend of agonizing fullness and transcendent, soul-shattering ecstasy. Her womb felt like it was bloating, becoming a heavy, pulsing weight deep within her abdomen, filled to the absolute brink of bursting.

SLOP... SCHLUCK... SPLURT...

The sound of his final, desperate pulses hitting the back of her throat—not her actual throat, but the internal ’throat’ of her womb—was a wet, heavy sound that echoed in her mind.

"Keep it in!" Rex commanded, his voice thick with the exhaustion of his release, his eyes burning with a dark, triumphant light. "Don’t you dare let a single drop leak out!"

"Hold it for me! Feel how much of me is inside you!"

"Y-YES! AHHH! HHH... MMMM... AAAAAAAH!"

She let out a long, broken moan, her head lolling back as her body shuddered under the weight of the overload. The pressure was immense; she could feel the semen pressing against her very spirit, a heavy, warm, and pulsing presence that seemed to occupy her entire being.

The telekinetic seal was so tight that she could feel the fluid swirling and churning inside her, unable to escape, creating a constant, heavy friction against her sensitive internal walls.

"HHH... AHH... AHHH... AAAAAAAHHHHHHH..."

Her screams subsided into a series of long, shuddering, and utterly defeated whimpers. She lay there, pinned beneath him, her abdomen visibly distended from the sheer volume of his seed trapped within her.

She was a broken, overfilled, and utterly conquered queen, a hollowed-out goddess who had been turned into a living, breathing reservoir for her master’s lust.

Rex slumped against her, his heavy, sweat-slicked chest heaving in unison with hers. He could feel the warmth of his seed pulsing inside her through the telekinetic connection, a constant reminder of his total victory.

He had not just fucked her; he had claimed her very essence, leaving her filled to the brim with the mark of his dominance.

Rex didn’t let her rest. Even as the thunder of his climax subsided, his eyes remained predatory, glowing with a dark, sadistic intelligence.

He wasn’t done playing with his prize. He wanted to see the physical limits of her draconic anatomy, to see just how much of him her body could endure before the line between agony and ecstasy completely vanished.

With a slow, deliberate movement, he began to withdraw. The sound was a long, wet, suctioning groan as his massive, still throbbing cock slid out of her drenched, gaping depths.

SCHLUCK... P PLOP... SSSSSS...

As he pulled away, the vacuum created by his exit caused her internal muscles to spasm violently, but the semen didn’t follow him out. Rex’s telekinetic seal was absolute.

Instead of spilling out onto the dirt, the massive, hot reservoir of his seed remained trapped, held behind a psychic dam that was as unyielding as iron.

"You think it’s over?" Rex whispered, his voice a low, terrifying rumble.

He hovered over her, his shadow engulfing her trembling, broken form. "We’re just getting started."

"You’re going to hold every single drop, Ignivara."

"Even if it hurts... Especially if it hurts."

He closed his eyes, focusing his mental will. He didn’t just hold the seal anymore; he began to compress.

He used his telekinesis to exert a rhythmic, pulsing pressure on the trapped fluid, forcing it to swirl and churn violently inside her womb, and then, with a sudden, mental shove, he forced the entire mass deeper and more tightly into her core.

"GAAAAAH! REX! WHAT... WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! AHHH! HHH... AAAAAAAHHHH!"

Ignivara’s back arched so violently it looked as if her spine might snap. Her stomach, already heavy, began to visibly distend.

The skin of her abdomen, usually smooth and iridescent, began to stretch and tighten, bloating outward as the sheer volume of the semen was compressed into a smaller and smaller space. It was a grotesque, beautiful sight: the regal belly of a dragon queen swelling unnaturally, pulsing with the rhythmic, psychic churning of the fluid within.

THUMP... THUMP... THUMP...

The sound of her heart was audible, a frantic drumbeat against the stretching of her flesh.

"Feel it!" Rex commanded, his hands gripping her hips to keep her pinned as he increased the pressure. "Feel how much space I’m taking up inside you!"

"You’re stretching, aren’t you? You’re bloating just for me!"

"NNNGH! AHH! IT’S... IT’S SO BIG! IT’S TOO BIG! AAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Her screams were no longer just submissive; they were laced with a raw, primal terror of the sensation.

The pressure was immense, a heavy, hot, bloating ache that felt like her very organs were being pushed aside to make room for his essence. It was a delicious torture, the sensation of being filled to the point of rupture, a pressure so intense it felt like it was vibrating through her very bones.

SPLOSH... SWISH... GAAAAH!

Inside her, the fluid was being whipped into a frenzy by his telekinesis, the sound of it a muffled, wet sloshing that she could feel in her very soul.

"AAAAAAH! HHH... AHH! IT’S PUSHING! REX, IT’S PUSHING SO HARD! AAAAAAAAHHHH!"

Her face was a mask of beautiful, fucked up madness. Her eyes were rolled so far back they were nearly white, her jaw was locked in a silent scream of overwhelmed senses, and her tongue flickered uselessly against her lips.

The bloating was becoming extreme; her stomach was now a firm, rounded mound, tight as a drum, shimmering with the magical tension of the overload.

Rex watched with rapt fascination, his breath hitching as he saw her struggle to contain the sheer mass of his virility. He pushed harder, his telekinesis acting like a piston, driving the fluid into the deepest, most sensitive recesses of her womb.

CRACK... SQUELCH...

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

"That’s it... take it all!" Rex roared, his own lust peaking at the sight of her ruined, bloated state. "Be my vessel! Be my overfilled, bloated, beautiful bitch! Hold it! HOLD IT!"

"Y-YES! AHHH! HHH... GAAAAAAH! REX! REX! REX! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

She was caught in a loop of impossible sensations: the sharp, stinging pain of her tissues stretching to their absolute limit and the overwhelming, heavy, liquid heat of his semen pressing against her from the inside.

It was a sensory overload that bypassed her mind and went straight to her instincts, leaving her as nothing more than a screaming, twitching, bloated monument to his absolute, unyielding dominance. The clearing was filled with the sound of her frantic, high-pitched wailing and the wet, psychic sloshing of her womb, a symphony of total, exquisite ruin.