Wang Jian's subordinates, friends, and close comrades made their way into their assigned banquet halls, eager to partake in the night's festivities.
Meanwhile, Wang Jian himself held back, patiently waiting for the moment to enter the banquet hall on the second floor, where the women eagerly anticipated his arrival.
As the men entered the halls, their presence ignited a primal desire within the women, whose insatiable cravings for physical pleasure had reached a fever pitch.
Eyes filled with hunger locked onto the men, their gazes devouring them whole, yearning for the fulfillment only they could provide.
Unlike the women of Heroine Status, who were only influenced by a fraction of the Enchanting Pheromones' effects, these women had no such immunity.
The full force of Wang Jian's technique had taken hold of them, leaving them entranced and at its mercy.
Within the halls, a peculiar amity formed among the women as they observed their counterparts succumbing to the same primal urges.
Some had already begun caressing their own bosoms or other sensitive areas, their passionate moans filling the air.
An unspoken understanding emerged that something extraordinary was transpiring, though their capabilities to flee or resist had been utterly drained.
It was at this moment that their desperate gazes fell upon the men entering their midst. Overwhelmed by their uncontrollable desires, the women pounced on the men with an unbridled fervor.
The men, well-prepared for this encounter, met their advances with equal passion. Garments were ravaged and discarded, transforming the grand banquet halls into scenes of unadulterated ecstasy.
Reason and logic ceased to exist as both parties surrendered to their primal instincts, seeking only the gratification of their carnal desires.
The halls reverberated with the symphony of pleasure: screams of ecstasy, impassioned moans, the rhythmic slapping of flesh, and the tantalizing sounds of pleasure-filled slurps.
In this depraved orgy, the air became electrified with an intoxicating mixture of lust and longing.
A wicked smile played upon Wang Jian's lips as he sensed the unfolding scene. His plan was progressing precisely as intended. By orchestrating this seductive tactic, he would not only satiate the desires of his subordinates and comrades but also solidify his control over their unwavering loyalty.
Wang Jian understood that to wield absolute dominion over his entire faction, he needed to mold them into beings devoid of moral constraints, individuals whose sense of right and wrong had been irrevocably twisted.
This night of unbridled indulgence would forever etch itself into the consciousness of these women, forging an insatiable craving for fleshly pleasures. The effects of Wang Jian's Enchanting Pheromones would ensure that they relentlessly sought the euphoria they experienced tonight, becoming forever bound to his desires.
For the men present, this night of unadulterated ecstasy would be a tantalizing delight, a rare opportunity to relinquish the shackles that constrained their carnal desires.
In doing so, they would awaken an insatiable hunger within themselves, an insatiable hunger that could only be sated by adhering to Wang Jian's every command, no matter how brutal or perilous it may seem.
Their very desire would be molded by this intoxicating experience, yearning for more nights of unbridled pleasure.
With a sense of satisfaction, Wang Jian finally felt it was time to fulfill his own desires. The anticipation had been building, and now he stood before the twelve exquisite beauties who awaited him in the opulent banquet hall on the second floor.
As he entered the room, his eyes danced with amusement, taking in the sight before him.
The effects of the Enchanting Pheromones were evident in these alluring women, their flushed faces and soft moans betraying their intense arousal.
Their delicate hands wandered sensually across their own bodies, creating an aura of eroticism that hung in the air.
The gazes of these exquisite beauties locked onto Wang Jian, burning with unadulterated lust. Their desire for him was palpable, a hunger that consumed their every thought.
Yet, to their surprise, they found themselves unable to approach him, their bodies frozen in place. Wang Jian's voice, dripping with depravity, cut through the charged atmosphere.
"Do not think you can satiate your carnal desires with me so easily," he spoke, his voice laced with wicked delight. "You must use your skills and beg me for it."
A mischievous grin spread across Wang Jian's face as he continued, his words a seductive command. "First, tear apart those confining garments that hide your exquisite forms. Show me the untamed beauty that lies beneath."
In an instant, as if under a spell, the twelve women complied with his demand. Their hands moved with urgency, ripping away the fabric that veiled their luscious bodies.
The room was filled with the sound of tearing cloth, revealing their alluring curves and flawless skin.
Taking his seat on a luxurious chair, Wang Jian's gaze traveled hungrily over each naked form before him. A wicked smile played on his lips as he spoke, his voice laced with a mixture of dominance and desire.
"Why don't you ladies show me your skills in the art of dance? But remember, it must be a spectacle that pleases my eyes. Only the woman who dances with the utmost eroticism will earn the privilege of feeling my throbbing cock inside her."
Not all of the women immediately complied with his command. However, one brave soul stepped forward and began to sway her hips, causing her supple bosom to bounce and jiggle in an alluring display. Wang Jian's tongue darted out to moisten his lips in a depraved manner as he relished in the sight before him, his smirk growing even more wicked.
Soon, the other women followed suit, their bodies moving to the rhythm of their hidden desires. Each of these women held prestigious status, and never before had they experienced such humiliation or vulnerability.
Even as they danced, their eyes burned with a mixture of defiance and anger. One of them summoned the courage to speak out amidst the tantalizing movements.
"...You've done something to us! You will pay for this!" she declared, her voice quivering with a mix of anger and desperation.
Wang Jian rolled his eyes dismissively, his voice dripping with disdain as he responded to their protests.
"Yes, indeed, I have done something. But here's the truth, my dear. Deep down, you all desire it. You want me. You know that I only seek to use your bodies to satisfy my insatiable desires, and yet, you want me. And this craving won't be limited to just today. It will haunt you every single day for the rest of your lives. From now on, even as you despise me, your satisfaction will be solely derived from the feel of my cock inside your dripping pussy. You will obediently follow my every command in pursuit of that gratification."
One of the women defiantly shouted back, her voice laced with determination, "No! That will never happen. I love my husband!"
andasnovel.com Amusement danced in Wang Jian's eyes as he responded, his voice dripping with a twisted charm.
"Of course, my dear. Let's see if you maintain that same conviction by the time this banquet reaches its conclusion."
Among the twelve captivating women in Wang Jian's presence, each belonged to prestigious organizations or clans renowned throughout the realm. The Celestial Talisman's Guild, the Iron Mercenaries, the Brotherhood of Steel Fist, the Mystic Creature Handlers Union, the Li Clan, the Ou Clan, and more.
Most of these women were either esteemed wives of influential men within their respective organizations or held high-ranking positions themselves. In fact, two of them hailed from the Celestial Talisman's Guild and the Mystic Creature Handlers Union as the esteemed vice masters of their associations.
Others were the cherished wives of powerful and high-status men, their marriages built on love and respect. These husbands held the utmost regard for their wives' opinions, recognizing the value of their voices in an era when women's thoughts often went unheeded.
If any of these women were to express their concerns or objections, their husbands would listen and honor their words. It was a testament to the righteousness and progressive mindset of these men, who understood the significance of empowering their wives in a world that still clung to outdated beliefs.
Under Wang Jian's depraved and manipulative influence, the women found themselves trapped in a web of temptation, their desires for pleasure overpowering their loyalty to their husbands. They were forced to succumb to the act of debauchery, betraying their sacred vows in a night of adulterous encounters with Wang Jian.
Throughout the evening and well into the night, Wang Jian reveled in the power he held over these women, indulging in their bodies with insatiable desire.
The three banquet halls buzzed with frenzied activity as the men took full advantage of the women's intense craving for sexual satisfaction, a consequence of Wang Jian's potent Enchanting Pheromones technique.
Moans and cries echoed through the halls as the air became thick with the scent of lust and the sound of flesh meeting flesh.
The women, lost in a haze of desire, surrendered to the pleasure that consumed them, their bodies intertwining with their newfound partners in a symphony of ecstasy.
Throughout the night, inhibitions crumbled, boundaries blurred, and the primal desires within each person were unleashed.
The men, driven by their own carnal appetites, ravished the women with unbridled passion, exploring every curve and indulging in their most forbidden fantasies.
In this realm of unadulterated pleasure, time became irrelevant as the night pressed on, fueled by the intoxicating blend of desire and surrender.
The men and women alike were caught in a whirlwind of hedonistic indulgence, their moans of pleasure punctuating the darkness.
It was a night that would forever alter the lives of these women and their husbands, a secret shared between them and Wang Jian, a dark pact forged in the depths of desire.
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