Anti Netotare Villian-Chapter 54: Aftermath.

As Lisa reached the peak of her pleasure, Reich joined her, his body convulsing with the force of his own release. He gave her a final few powerful thrusts, each one accompanied by a primal grunt, before he spilled his essence into her, filling her pussy completely.

*Drip*

His warm semen overflowed from her, trickling down her thighs and onto the bed beneath them. She could feel the heat of it, coating every part of her intimate flesh, a tangible reminder of their shared ecstasy. The sensation of his seed leaking out of her, unwillingly forming a creampie, sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.

"I can feel the master’s warmth within me," she murmured, her voice a breathless whisper as she collapsed onto the bed, her legs splayed out in surrender. Her face contorted into an expression of pure, unadulterated bliss—an ahegao face, eyes rolled back and tongue lolling out like an obedient, well-satisfied pet.

Reich, curious to see the full extent of his handiwork, turned her over to face him. He had only taken her from behind, and the sight of her flushed cheeks and lust-glazed eyes was a reward in itself. Her moans, which had filled the room and likely echoed through the inn, were a proof of the pleasure he had given her.

"I like this face of yours," he said, his voice a low rumble of satisfaction as he gently squeezed her cheek, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath his touch.

"Thanks for your kind compliment, master," she replied, her breath hot against his bare chest as she spoke. "I hope I was able to satisfy your needs as your cumslut."

Reich chuckled, a sound that was both amused and appreciative. "I would be lying if I said you didn’t," he admitted, his gaze flicking down to his still-hard cock. "Though I must admit, I had hoped to draw this out longer, to fully explore the depths of your submission."

Lisa’s eyes widened as she noticed his erection, still proud and unyielding despite his recent release. "But- master, your holy sword is still hard," she stammered, her voice a mix of awe and concern. "Did I do something wrong?"

*Anhh~* She let out a soft moan as Reich’s fingers found her nipples, teasing them into hardened peaks once more.

"Don’t worry, you’ve done enough for today," he assured her, his voice a soothing balm to her frayed nerves. "I will reward you with even greater pleasure next time."

’Surprising how she’s changed in just a few hours,’ Reich mused to himself, a smirk playing on his lips. ’Does my dick possess some sort of personality-changing ability?’ He chuckled at the thought, his amusement growing as he considered the transformation he had witnessed. ’This bitch used to be so cocky, but now she purrs like an obedient kitten.’

"Next time... when will it be, master?" Lisa asked, her voice tinged with both curiosity and longing already as it hadn’t even been a whole minute since they had sex.

Reich’s smirk deepened as he pinched her nipples, eliciting a gasp of pain mixed with pleasure from her lips. "A slave shouldn’t ask unnecessary questions," he chided, his voice firm yet gentle.

"Ahh~ I apologize, master," she cried out, her voice a sweet, high-pitched melody of submission. Her body trembled beneath his touch.

"Now, wear your disguise and head back to your teacher, Roosevelt. Learn how you can be more useful to me," Reich ordered, releasing his grip from her soft flesh before rising from the bed. He stretched briefly, then began dressing, his movements precise and unhurried.

"As you wish, Master," Lisa responded, her voice slightly hoarse. She stood up on shaky legs—twice as sore as before—her entire body visibly struggling to move.

Reich watched her stumble, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"Eat this. It’ll help with the soreness. I don’t want anyone suspecting our... intimate relationship just yet," he said, tossing her a small, reddish pill—an inexpensive but effective low-level healing remedy.

Lisa caught it with slightly trembling fingers before dropping to her knees and bowing deeply. "Thank you for your kindness, Master."

Reich’s expression darkened. "Don’t overreact. I hate people who overdo it."

At his words, Lisa immediately stiffened, her posture growing unnaturally rigid as she tried to correct herself.

A pleased chuckle escaped him. "Much better."

She simply nodded, quickly swallowing the pill before gathering her discarded clothes and dressing as fast as her sore body allowed.

Once ready, they stepped out of the inn together. The moment they entered the hallway, all eyes turned to them. Guests shot them a mix of expressions—some awkward, some judgmental, and others downright envious. Though the single guests showed nothing but disgust and repulsion.

It was obvious. Everyone knew.

They had been the couple responsible for the performance in the morning, the ones who had shamelessly rocked the walls and echoed through the corridors. Lisa lowered her head slightly, clearly embarrassed.

Reich, on the other hand?

He relished it.

Hidden beneath his disguise, a self-satisfied smirk stretched across his face. He wore those stares like medals of gold—proof of his conquest.

Reaching the counter, he slid the room key across the desk. "We’re checking out."

The innkeeper, a rotund man with a greasy smile, rubbed his hands together as he took the key. "I hope you enjoyed your stay, sir."

Reich chuckled. "Very much so. Expect me again soon."

The innkeeper’s smile widened, barely masking his greedy delight. He had received multiple complaints from guests about the disturbance, but complaints meant nothing when silenced with cold, hard cash. Unlike the usual stingy customers who haggled over prices, this man paid generously.

"Always a pleasure, sir! Looking forward to your next visit," the innkeeper said with an exaggerated bow.

Reich gave him a lazy nod before stepping outside, Lisa trailing behind.

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Stepping outside the inn, Reich cast a brief glance at Lisa before making a small gesture with his hand—a silent order for her to leave his side. He had no reason to walk with her any further.

"As you wish, Master," she said obediently, then turned down a nearby alley, her figure disappearing into the shadows.

Whoosh!

As soon as she was sure no one was watching, she vanished—darting swiftly through the darkened passageways on her way back to Roosevelt.

Reich watched her go for a moment, then smirked.

"Now that she’s gone, time to head straight to the castle. I’ll check my rewards once I’m inside."

Adjusting his cloak, he picked up his pace.

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At the Castle Gates

The grand iron gates of the castle loomed before him, flanked by two armored guards gripping their spears. As Reich approached, he raised a hand and ordered with an air of authority:

"Open."

Instead of obeying immediately, the guards crossed their spears in front of him, blocking his path. One of them narrowed his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Reich stopped dead in his tracks. A flicker of irritation crossed his face before he let out an exasperated sigh.

"Not this again."

"Really, guys? How forgetful are you?" he muttered as he reached up and pulled back his hood, revealing his face.

The moment they saw him, both guards stiffened in panic.

"Master! We deeply apologize! We didn’t mean to offend you!" they blurted out, bowing their heads hastily.

Reich clicked his tongue before letting out a tired chuckle. "Relax. If anything, I should commend you for doing your job properly."

He clapped a hand on each of their shoulders, a casual yet firm gesture. The two knights visibly exhaled in relief.

"Now then..." His smile returned as he stepped forward. "Open the gate."

"Yes, Master!" the guards responded in unison, immediately stepping aside.

With a deep groan of grinding metal, the massive iron gate lurched open, its heavy chains rattling as it moved. The sound echoed through the entrance courtyard like the growl of a waking beast.

Reich didn’t wait. As soon as there was enough space to pass through, he strode forward without another glance at the guards, his pace steady and unhurried.

Once inside, he navigated the familiar halls of the castle with ease, ignoring the bows of passing servants and the murmurs of knights stationed along the corridors. He had no interest in idle chatter.

Reaching his chambers, he pushed open the heavy wooden doors and stepped inside. The room was grand, lavishly decorated with deep red drapes, gold-trimmed furniture, and a massive bed that rivaled even the king’s quarters.

Without a second thought, he collapsed onto the mattress, sinking into its softness as he let out a deep exhale.

"Finally."

He relaxed as he felt the familiar confront in his own bed before it was disturbed by thoughts.

"Tch... I had so many plans for her," Reich muttered, his fingers idly tapping against the bed. "But time wasn’t on my side. Next time, though..."

His grin widened, a wicked gleam in his eyes.

"Next time, I’ll experiment on that body properly."

Shaking off his lingering thoughts, he sat up and flicked his wrist, summoning the system window into existence. A translucent screen materialized before him, glowing faintly in the dim light of his chambers.

"Let’s see what I really earned from this."

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