The Demon Sect Leader of indulgence in lust

003 Negotiate a Rupture

At that moment, Leslie's scream seemed to be choked in his throat, tears popped from the corners of her eyes, her mouth opened wide like a fish swimming out of water, and her nails dug deep into Archibald's clothes. Seen from Mark's point of view, her originally flat belly was bulged by his leader's f*****g. At this moment, she convulsed uncontrollably, and a steady stream of transparent lewd water leaked out from tender's cunt, which must have arrived a very cool situation.

After Archibald f****d into her uterus, one who didn't pay attention, was pinched by Leslie's fiercely tightened v****a, lost his sperm, opened his eyes wide, and then ejaculated a stream of thick semen.

Leslie was ruthlessly ejaculated the first time she had s*x, her body trembled like a leaf falling in the wind, and she passionately spit out a tender red tip of his tongue. Archibald saw it, panting heavily, leaned over to suck on her tongue, and kissed her mouth to mouth.

After the two of them enjoyed the aftertaste of the orgasm together, it was a hour, before Archibald straightened up and withdrew from Leslie's body. With the withdrawal of his limp p***s, the scarlet cunt had no time to close, and the thick semen mixed with blood and water gushed out, and the picture was extremely exciting.

It wasn't until this moment that Archibald came to his senses. Looking at the unconscious Leader Leslie of the Demon Cult with dirty lower body, he frowned and said to himself, "So she...is like this."

Seeing that he was done having fun, Mark thought it was finally his turn, so he approached Leslie with a dry smile and wanted to hug Leslie. Unexpectedly, Archibald stood up and pulled up his trousers and asked, "Mark, is there an antidote for your snake fire poison?"

Mark froze for a moment, then withdrew his hand and said, "Of course... yes."

"Okay, then you have to keep it safe, and don't let it be stolen by thieves."

"It's natural."

Archibald nodded, took off his coat and wrapped Leslie around him, then dragged Leslie with both arms, lightly picked her up by the waist, and walked out of the prison gate.

Before Mark understood what was going on, he took a few steps after him with his trousers in his hands and shouted, "Leader Archibald, where are you going to take this b***h?"

Archibald didn't look back, and walked forward while saying: "I will take care of this person separately, so don't worry about it."

Mark watched his leaving back in astonishment, until he disappeared at the door of the prison, then he stomped angrily and said, "The b***h is too cheap!"

*

When Leslie awoke, it was the afternoon of the following day. She found herself in a stone room, lying on a stone bed, her right wrist bound to an iron chain. She checked her body and found it had been cleaned.

She struggled to sit up but was overcome by a numbness in her lower body, causing her to fall back onto the bed. Memories of last night's intense s****l encounter flooded her mind like a tidal wave. The touch of Mark's hands and Archibald's member, how they played with his body, and how they violated her deeply were all recalled one by one. What embarrassed her the most was how she had gained the ultimate pleasure from it, even twisting her waist and hips to passionately spray water while performing oral s*x on the man's member. She realized that s*x could be so enjoyable...

Leslie closed her eyes, forced herself to stop remembering, and slowly tried to mobilize her inner strength to resist the Snake Fire Poison. This poison was extremely cunning and could leave a person with no inner strength during the period of poisoning, even if they were a martial arts expert. Leslie tried several times and felt nothing in her dantian, her heart also as cold as ice.

She didn't expect to end up in such a situation. Leslie sighed indignantly, calculating in her heart. Since Archibald had moved her confinement location, it was unlikely that he would be killed in the short term. The best plan now was to find a way to escape.

If she could escape smoothly, not one of you dogs will live! Leslie thought with hate, unconsciously gritting her teeth. Then she thought of Gaylen.

Gaylen, the deputy leader of the Ethereal Sect, was once her most proud assistant and the person she trusted the most. But now he had betrayed her!

Leslie tried to roll over while enduring the discomfort in her body. At this moment, besides hatred, there was also a hint of sadness in her heart. "Gaylen, Gaylen, if this is true, I won't spare you either!"

After about half an hour, the door to the stone room was slowly pushed open, and Archibald, the leader of the Limitless Sect, walked in with a food tray in one hand. He walked straight to the bed, put the tray on a stone table, and stared at Leslie, who was pretending to be dead. "I know you're awake. Get up and eat something."

Leslie suddenly opened his eyes and shot a look full of hatred towards him, 'Archibald, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. You took advantage of my drugging to violate me, you don't deserve to be honoured by your fellow martial artists as a warrior of the righteous school.?'

Archibald remembered the lewd scene from last night and couldn't help blushing. 'You are in no position to say whether I am worthy or unworthy. If you want to live, get up and eat this.,' he said.

Leslie struggled to prop herself up against the wall and sneered, 'Didn't you want to execute me publicly? Why bother feeding me?'

Archibald remembered the purpose of this trip and immediately turned grim. 'If you want to die, I'll grant your wish, but before you die, hand over the secret manual left by Dan Chenzi.'

Leslie looked at him for a moment and showed a contemptuous smile. 'I don't have it.'

Archibald took a step forward. 'Nonsense! It was clearly your Ethereal Sect who stole the manual. Tell me the truth, or else...'

'Or else what?' Leslie raised her chin and her eyes flashed with provocation. In an instant, the cunning and sinister leader of the demon sect had returned.

Archibald felt a chill in his heart when he saw Leslie's demeanor. He realized that his pity for her was simply foolish and he angrily overturned the food tray on the ground. 'Fine, don't say anything. Wait here to starve to death!' He then swept his sleeves and left.

As he angrily left the stone room and strode out of the secret passage in the garden rockery, his heart was still pounding. 'Damn it!' The young and passionate leader cursed as he walked. 'If you don't accept my hospitality, then accept my punishment! Let's see how long you can stay strong!'

Suddenly, a thin figures emerged behind him, caught up and asked, 'Oh my lord, what's got you so angry?'

Archibald glanced sideways and saw that it was Mark. He then recounted the incident where Leslie refused to hand over the secret manual.

After listening, Mark's eyes lit up with a plan. He advised, 'My lord, don't be angry. Let me have a chance to try.'

Archibald looked at his lecherous and wicked gaze, feeling repulsed. But then he remembered Leslie's detestable face and thought for a long time before saying, 'You can interrogate her, but... don't harm her life.'

Mark nodded repeatedly with a sinister smile, and immediately flew back to his bedroom to search for his "interrogation" treasures.

Leslie hadn't eaten for two days. If she had the power of her previous martial arts training, she could have protected his body with his inner energy and could have gone without food for ten days or more. But now that he had no inner energy left, she was weaker than an ordinary person.

The leftovers of the overturned food were still on the ground, and the aroma of the food wafted in the air, making her feel restless, and she buried her head in her arm.

After Mark entered the stone room, he saw Leslie curled up on the stone bed, pitifully lying there. She was only wearing a thin robe, and her delicate white legs and ankles were exposed, causing Mark to salivate.

As soon as Leslie heard the sound, she immediately turned around in alarm and saw that it was Mark, causing her to feel terrified. She was very wary of this old pervert because he always had an endless supply of shady tricks.

Mark leaped onto the stone bed in one stride, grabbed one of Leslie's ankles, and forcefully brought it to his mouth to take a big bite.

"My beautiful Leader Leslie, you didn't expect to fall into the hands of me this old man again. This time, no one will disturb us, and let me take good care of you."