CHAPTER 22: SARAH DARKNESS

After finishing the short video shoot, Uta regained control of her facial expressions and voice, but her body remained kneeling on the bed like a sow, on all fours.

"What... what’s going on?" Uta cried out in terror. "What kind of evil magic did you use on me?"

Lucas ignored Uta. He patted Sarah’s butt and said, "It’s your turn to perform, sister."

"Don’t worry, Master." Sarah climbed off Lucas’s lap, gripping the slave whip as she walked step by step behind Uta, her face filled with arrogance and hatred.

With a flick of the whip, a crisp sound rang out, accompanied by Uta’s scream as a dark red lash mark appeared on her bare back.

Although Uta was a sixth rank Wizard, Lucas had already sealed her Mana, preventing her from using any resistance. The pain from the whip was so intense that her vision nearly blacked out.

"Have you lost your mind, Sarah?" Uta shrieked furiously. "Do you realize the consequences of this?"

"Shut up, sow." Sarah coldly snapped back, swinging the whip again and striking Uta’s left buttock.

"Ah!" Uta screamed in pain once more. "Let me go! Let me go!"

Sarah remained unmoved. The third lash landed on Uta’s other buttock.

"Ah!" Humiliation and agony made Uta scream uncontrollably. "I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you! I’ll—"

After three lashes, Sarah found her rhythm and delivered the fourth strike on Uta’s thigh, followed by the fifth, sixth, seventh... The intervals between each lash grew shorter, leaving Uta no time to speak. Before one scream could finish, the next lash arrived.

Due to the nature of the slave whip, each strike brought Uta a certain amount of sexual pleasure.

At first, the pleasure was overshadowed by the pain, but after hundreds of lashes, the accumulated pleasure gradually overpowered the pain.

As Sarah continued whipping with force, she keenly noticed streams of lewd fluid gushing from Uta’s pussy, hidden beneath thick pubic hair, trickling down her thighs and onto the bed.

"Who would’ve thought, you sow actually enjoy this!"

Unaware of the slave whip’s effects, Sarah simply thought Uta was so depraved that she could get this wet from being whipped. Her anger flared even hotter, and the next lash landed squarely on Uta’s pussy.

The tender flesh of her pussy suffered a piercing pain from the blow, making Uta throw her head back with a shrill scream.

The long accumulated pleasure burst forth like a flood, sending her into an overwhelming orgasm. A massive amount of lewd fluid sprayed out.

Uta’s arms and legs could no longer support her, and she collapsed like a limp rag.

Seeing Uta in such a miserable state, a cruel sense of satisfaction surged through Sarah’s heart.

An indescribable sense of accomplishment filled her body, making her let out a sigh of contentment.

Meanwhile, Lucas, who had been watching from behind, wore a triumphant smile.

For Sarah, this was all about disciplining Uta.

But for Lucas, it was also about disciplining Sarah.

The art of discipline lay in dual approaches, using both the stick to instill fear and establish authority, and the carrot to offer rewards and benefits.

So far, the rewards Lucas had given Sarah consisted of a small amount of "affection" and intense, overwhelming orgasms.

However, whether male or female, the words spoken and thoughts had during climax would vanish once the refractory period set in.

Thus, through tonight’s discipline of Uta, Lucas gave Sarah another kind of reward, the sense of power that came with being in a superior position. Especially when facing someone like Uta, whom she deeply despised, this sense of power became even more intoxicating.

Only power could truly become an addiction.

Lucas lightly cleared his throat, snapping Sarah out of her thoughts.

This was also to make Sarah realize that the sense of power she was currently enjoying was granted by him.

Sure enough, Sarah turned her head, her expression softening involuntarily. "Master, are you satisfied?"

"Are you satisfied?" Lucas countered.

Sarah shook her head without hesitation. "This is just the beginning. I still have so many ways to torture her!"

"There’s plenty of time." Lucas said. "Tomorrow we have to go to the Imperial Academy, so let’s wrap this up quickly."

"Yes, Master." Sarah clearly still had more she wanted to do, but she obediently complied with Lucas’s orders.

She took off her nightgown, climbed onto the bed, and flipped Uta onto her back.

Spreading her legs, Sarah sat on the bed, lifted Uta, and pulled her into her arms so that Uta’s back was against her chest. Then, she reached forward, propping up Uta’s thighs as if holding a child to pee, securing Uta in her embrace.

Uta continued muttering curses under her breath, but she lacked the strength to resist. She could only watch helplessly as Lucas approached, bringing his thick, long, black cock right in front of her face.

Uta had a pure, doll like face, snow white skin, massive pear shaped breasts that were soft and smooth, and a slender waist that could be encircled with one hand. Her only flaws were that her butt and thighs weren’t plump enough, and her pussy was covered in overly thick pubic hair.

Lucas preferred smooth, hairless pussies, but unfortunately, he hadn’t encountered one yet.

Sarah’s pussy had sparse pubic hair, but it wasn’t completely bare.

Evelyn and Lily, the two young girls, had smooth, hairless pussies, but they were still too young. In the future, they would likely grow thick pubic hair like their mother, Uta.

Lucas wasn’t discouraged. After all, naturally hairless pussies were extremely rare, and artificially "created" ones were acceptable too.

He grabbed Uta’s pubic hair, bunching it up, and yanked hard.

"Ah—!" The excruciating pain made Uta’s limbs stiffen, nearly jerking her upright.

Sarah, sitting behind her, couldn’t stabilize herself under the sudden movement, and the two of them fell backward onto the bed together.

"...You beast..." Uta cried out through her tears, accusing Lucas of his cruelty, but the pain made it hard for her to continue.

"Stay lying down like this, don’t get up." Lucas stopped Sarah from trying to sit up, keeping the two beauties, one older and one younger, lying side by side with their pussies aligned at the same level.

The obscene sight made Lucas unable to suppress his lust any longer. He pried Uta’s thighs apart, thrust his hips forward, and guided his cock to her entrance, slowly pushing into the pussy of his beautiful stepmother.

The blood from the pubic hair forcibly ripped out seeped onto his cock, making it look like the blood from a virgin’s first time.