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"No...no..." Louise's mind cleared up almost instantly, but her body wouldn't obey her commands.
She tried to push the man off her, but her hand limply rested on his chest, more like an invitation.
"Kara...you...where's Clark? Where is Clark?!"
She cried out her lover's name in a panic, "Husband! Where's my husband?"
"Husband, come save me! No, don't touch me!"
"You're not my husband~"
Her voice wasn't shrill; instead, it sounded exceptionally weak due to her lack of strength, carrying a hint of a sob that evoked pity in the listener.
"Giggle..."
Kara giggled.
She climbed onto the bed, hugged the struggling Louise from behind, and breathed sweetly into her ear, "Sister-in-law, don't shout. My brother... he's standing guard outside for us. Even if he heard us, he wouldn't dare come in."
As Kara spoke, she pressed her soft body against Louise, her hands roaming restlessly over her body, helping Su Hui soothe his frightened prey.
"Kara? How could this be...you..."
Louise was completely stunned.
"Sister-in-law, don't blame Clark, and don't blame me either."
Su Hui's voice rang out again, filled with an irresistible magic, "If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for being too beautiful. So beautiful that the moment I saw you, I wanted to get my hands on you."
His hand reached into the final barrier, skillfully clearing away the obstacles of the valley, and found that moist, secluded valley that no one had ever set foot in before.
"No...no...this is wrong..."
Louise's body trembled violently, and her last shred of reason led her to utter a feeble plea.
"No...please...not there..."
Louise cried, her legs instinctively trying to come together, but Su Hui easily separated them.
"Sister-in-law, your body is much more honest than your mouth."
Su Hui's breath brushed against her ear, his voice tinged with a hint of mockery.
Ignoring everything else, Su Hui, with Kara's help, easily separated her long legs.
Under Louise's desperate and ashamed gaze, amidst her cries and pleas, he stepped in.
A tearing pain shot through her, turning Louise's cry into a short, sharp moan.
Her eyes widened, and her body tensed instantly.
This was her first time. She never dreamed that her precious first time would be taken away in such a humiliating way by her boyfriend, who was nominally her "sister-in-law," in his apartment.
Outside the door, inside the living room.
Clark Kent paced back and forth restlessly, like a wild beast trapped in a cage.
When he heard Louise's tearful voice ask, "Clark, where are you?", his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain making it hard to breathe.
He almost lost control and punched the door open.
But he didn't dare.
His master's commands were deeply etched into his soul. He could only stand there, listening to all the sounds coming from the room.
Louise's pleas, Carla's giggles, and... the man's heavy breathing.
"Louise...I'm sorry..."
He closed his eyes in pain and murmured softly.
Soon, the rhythmic shaking of the bed and Louise's suppressed sobs, which turned from pain into strange groans, filled the room.
The voice was broken and intermittent, filled with humiliation, yet also mixed with a trace of depravity that she herself was unaware of.
"Slap... slap... slap slap slap..."
The sounds of flesh colliding reached Clark's ears clearly, each sound like a heavy hammer blow to his dignity.
He couldn't hold back any longer, rushed to the guest room door, and pressed his ear against the cold door panel.
He heard his master's voice, tinged with a hint of mockery:
"Sister-in-law, how does it feel? My skills are way better than your Boy Scout boyfriend's, right?"
He also heard Kara agree:
"Master is the best! Sister-in-law, just give in to Master, look how wet you are..."
At last,
He heard Louise's broken, tearful moans, a sound that seemed to steal one's soul.
Clark paced back and forth anxiously as he listened to the voices inside that both broke his heart and inexplicably excited him.
He spoke cautiously, almost pleadingly, in a voice so humble it was almost imperative:
"Master...please...please be gentle...Louise is a virgin...please, be gentle with her..."
His voice trembled, filled with endless pain and pleading.
The violent impacts inside the room became even more ferocious and unrestrained because of his words.
Carla joined the revelry, clinging to Louise's back, kissing her earlobe while feeling the incredible rhythm with her own body, all the while letting out a wicked laugh.
"Sister-in-law, how are you feeling? Master is much more capable than that blockhead Clark, right?"
For many in the metropolis, this night was just an ordinary one.
But for Louise Lane, a reporter for the Daily Planet, her life was completely turned upside down.
When the first rays of morning light shone into the room through the gap in the curtains, the bed was a complete mess.
Louise was like a broken doll, covered in ambiguous marks, staring blankly at the ceiling, not wanting to move a single finger.
Her body and spirit were completely conquered.
Su Hui got up feeling refreshed, and Kara, like a clingy kitten, immediately clung to him and helped him put on his clothes.
Su Hui looked at the distraught woman on the bed, flicked his finger, and a tiny, almost invisible seed of loyalty silently sank into her brow.
Louise's body trembled slightly, and the emptiness and despair in her eyes quickly faded, replaced by a complex light that was a mixture of humiliation, infatuation, and worship.
She struggled to sit up and bow to the man who had completely conquered her, but failed due to exhaustion.
"Lie down," Su Hui said calmly.
"It's...master."
Louise's voice was hoarse, yet it carried a hint of submissiveness that she herself was unaware of.
Last night's conquest was not only physical, but also spiritual.
When she realized that her boyfriend had given himself to her, her worldview collapsed.
What Su Hui brought her was an extreme pleasure she had never experienced before, a pleasure so intense it made her soul tremble.
Pain and pleasure, betrayal and submission intertwined in her heart, ultimately brewing a poison called "loyalty".
Su Hui walked out of the guest room, where Clark was already waiting like a loyal butler.
When he saw Su Hui come out, he immediately bowed and paid his respects, not even daring to look up at the satisfied expression on his master's face.
"Master, breakfast is ready." You Yongxiang, are you free now, Lin Zaizai...?
Su Hui nodded and walked straight to the restaurant.
Last night, he not only tasted the flavor of his "sister-in-law," but also thoroughly enjoyed the double service of his sister-in-law and sister-in-law.
Over the next few days, Su Hui completely occupied the apartment in the Metropolitan Clark Kent.
The god who once symbolized light and hope now acts like the most humble servant, responsible for preparing meals and handling chores for Su Hui every day, while watching helplessly as his beloved woman and his cousin writhe and succumb to pleasure beneath that man.
Louise Lane has completely changed.
From initial fierce resistance, crying and pleading, to later numb acceptance, and then to having her body's deepest potential developed by Su Hui's miraculous methods, she began to succumb.
The power of loyalty made her unable to resist any of Su Hui's commands from the depths of her soul; while the most primal desires of her body made her crave the ultimate pleasure that made her soul tremble.
She stopped resisting and even began to actively cater to him.
This once proud and capable Pulitzer Prize winner has now transformed into a gentle and charming Persian cat in front of Su Hui.
She would wear all sorts of sexy silk pajamas to show off her mature and voluptuous figure in front of Su Hui; she would compete with Kara for his attention and use all her charm to please their common master.
Especially when Su Hui teases her by calling her "sister-in-law," she blushes and twists her waist even more vigorously in response.
The taboo surrounding the fact that both the sister-in-law and the sister-in-law were serving the same man brought Su Hui double the pleasure.
Not only them, but after taking control of Louis, Su Hui also brought Selena and Pamela into the group.
And so, an even more absurd scene unfolded in Clark's apartment.
Catwoman's wild allure, Poison Ivy's seductive charm, Supergirl's youthful energy, and reporter Louise's mature sexiness—four stunning beauties surround Su Hui, their voices like nightingales in a springtime paradise.
Sometimes they would bicker over who got to sleep next to Su Hui, and other times they would unite to "deal with" their powerful master.
The small apartment was a place where people partied almost every night.
Completely won over, Louise also developed a wonderful "sisterly" bond with Selena and the others during this process.
They would gather together to exchange tips on pleasing their masters and share intimate experiences that would make them blush.
Just as Su Hui was enjoying this decadent and pleasurable imperial life, an encrypted message was sent directly to his private terminal through Wayne Group's secret channels.
Information from Bruce Wayne.
"Master, according to the latest intelligence, the 'Assassin's Guild' has made some unusual moves. Its leader, 'Ninja Master' Lars El Gur's two daughters, Talia El Gur and Nisha El Gur, secretly infiltrated the central city yesterday."
Accompanying them was Caitlin Snow, the notorious superhuman criminal from Central City, known as "The Frost Killer." They appeared to be plotting an attack on Mercury Labs.
Below the information are detailed profiles and photos of the three women.
Talia al-Gur, in the photo, has long, dark brown hair, striking and deep-set features, and an exotic Middle Eastern beauty. Her eyes are sharp as an eagle's, her lips are tightly pressed together, and she exudes an aura of haughtiness and danger, like the most venomous cobra in the desert.
Nisha El Gur, Talia's half-sister. Her appearance is more Western, with blonde hair and blue eyes, but the arrogance and ruthlessness in her eyes are exactly like her sister's. In the photo, she holds a longbow, looking heroic and valiant, like a female leopard ready to pounce on her prey.
Caitlin Snow, a former scientist at Mercury Lab. In the photo, she has pale skin, unnaturally bluish-purple lips, and her white hair is like frozen frost. Her eyes are filled with coldness and hatred, and she is like a moving iceberg, radiating a chilling aura that keeps strangers away. But even without that icy makeup, one can still see that she was originally a beautiful woman with delicate features and an intellectual air.
"Ninja Master... Lazarus Pool..."
Su Hui tapped lightly on the screen with his fingertips, and relevant information surfaced in his mind.
Lars El Gur, an ancient monster who has lived for hundreds of years, relies on a mysterious spring called the "Lazarus Pool" to prolong his life.
The assassin alliance he leads has influence all over the world and is a formidable force.
However, what Su Hui coveted was not the Assassin's Guild's power, but rather the Lazarus Pool, which could rejuvenate people and even bring them back to life.
This wondrous object, which contains the laws of life, is a great tonic for him.
"Interesting, the prey have come to us of their own accord."
Su Hui's face showed interest.
His gaze lingered for a moment on the photos of Talia and Nisha.
These two sisters are both top-notch assassins, with proud and unruly personalities.
Conquering these two thorny black roses must be quite an experience.
As for Caitlin Snow, the Frost Killer, a powerful superhuman who can absorb heat and create absolute zero frost, could her body enjoy the pleasure of experiencing the extremes of ice and fire?
More importantly, they are all in the central city.
Central City, that's the territory of Barry Allen, the Flash.
The little guy I pulled out of the collapsing timeline still owes me "interest".
He remembered that at this time, Barry Allen was deeply in love with a female detective named Patty Spiwert.
A brilliant plan quickly took shape in his mind.
First, head to the city center.
Then, he ordered Clark to take action and capture the sisters Talia and Nisha with lightning speed.
These two proud and arrogant assassin sisters need to be properly trained and given some fun.
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