The Demon Sect Leader of indulgence in lust

004 Altered Body (lactation)

Leslie weakly kicked and struggled, but was caught by Mark's other ankle, and he forcefully pulled her legs apart, revealing her naked private parts.

Mark stared at the red, swollen organ between her legs and couldn't stop his lecherous laughter. "I didn't realise that Leader Leslie had become like a raped prostitute.."

Leslie was already weak and had not eaten. After struggling for a while, she became unable to move, lying on the bed with her chest heaving and his eyes blurred, her face flushed with a terrible color.

Mark took the opportunity to take out a pair of silver needles from the bag he had brought with him and laid them out on the bed. He picked up a thin needle as fine as a strand of hair, pulled apart Leslie's clothes, rubbed her round, soft breasts for a while, then pinched her n****e to make it swell and stand up, and quickly inserted the silver needle into her n****e.

Leslie flinched in pain and was immediately pushed back onto the bed. She looked down in horror at what Mark was doing, "What are you doing?!"

"Don't move!" Mark threatened, "This silver needle is poisonous. If you move, it might sting somewhere else and your life would be in danger!"

Leslie didn't move, not because she believed it, but because the poison in the silver needle had made her left chest numb and painful, and half of his body was stiff.

Mark then picked up another poison needle and repeated the same process, inserting it into the other n****e.

The feeling of being played with, kneaded and flattened in the palm of someone's hand was uncomfortable enough, let alone the strong sense of insult from this old poison. At that moment, Leslie felt both ashamed and angry, and secretly swore to kill this old pervert first when she escaped the Limitless Sect someday.

After a moment, Mark lifted his hand and pulled out the silver needle from Leslie's n****e.

Su Meran's forehead was covered in sweat from the torture, but when she looked down, he saw that there was no change in her chest, except that her n*****s had become slightly larger. She sarcastically said, "Old pervert, you showed off your needle skills for so long, and this is all you can do. It's really laughable."

Mark didn't expect the silver needles to have no effect, so his face turned red and he felt embarrassed. He then planned to undo his pants and teach Leslie a lesson. However, suddenly his lower back hurt, and his body lost control and fell to one side.

It turned out that Leslie had taken a silver needle from the bag when Mark wasn't paying attention and used it to attack him. Mark didn't expect to be ambushed and was shocked. He turned around and pulled out the silver needle, then tumbled off the stone bed and pointed at Leslie with trembling fingers, saying, "You despicable person! How dare you ambush me? Just you wait!" He then hurriedly collected the silver needles and limped out of the stone room to tend to his injuries.

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Upon hearing the news of Mark's injury, Archibald immediately went to the stone chamber. He had intended to settle accounts with Leslie, but as soon as he stepped into the room, he saw Leslie secretly m**********g. He felt that this man was worthy of a cult, doing such lewd and evil things even at this hour,so activated his inner energy to shake the stone wall and make the entire cave tremble, reminding Leslie of his presence.

The loud noise frightened Leslie, causing her cunt suddenly squirted p***y juice involuntarily. She looked at Archibald in surprise and confusion for a long time before finally uttering a word, "What?"

Seeing Leslie's dumbfounded expression, Archibald felt that this person's ability to disguise was quite impressive, which made him even more disgusted. He gritted his teeth and said harshly, "Did Leader Leslie hide your sect's secrets in your ass?"

It was only at this moment that Leslie completely regained her senses, feeling embarrassed with a bright red face. She repeatedly said "I" several times before finally cursing, "f**k your! What did I hide? Your mother is the one who hides treasures in her ass!"

Leslie has always been a person of action rather than words, rarely swearing at people. Now it's her limit. She never expected the leader of the Limitless Sect to make such an uncomfortable joke, couldn't help but tremble with anger.

Leslie suddenly felt wronged. She never thought his body would become so lewd overnight. She wanted to resist, but she realized that no matter how she resisted, the result would be the same. It was better to stabilize Archibald at this moment and find a way to escape.

So Leslie just stared at Archibald with misty eyes, not moving, adhering to a strategy of not moving if the enemy does not move, praying in his heart for him to leave quickly.

Archibald suddenly felt that this confrontation was very boring. He decided to teach Leslie a lesson and let her understand that she couldn't easily touch his staffs. So he raised his hand and planned to grab Su's front collar and pull her to the ground.

Unexpectedly, when he grasped it, he felt a rush of warm, soft flesh, as well as some slippery liquid.

With a sharp yelp from Leslie, instantly, Archibald reacted in surprise to what he had grabbed.

"Sorry, I grabbed the wrong one."

Archibald let go of his hand less than kindly, only to realize that it was covered in white liquid.

Leslie lowered her head as well, two round white buns on her chest jumping out of the open shirt collar and squirting milk. She turned around and shuddered as she straightened her shirt. The two globs of flesh were white and, the cherry red n*****s stood out on them like two red plums in the snow, and the milk was no longer spraying, but slowly dripping down.

"How come your breasts flow milk so easily?"

At first, Leslie was also very surprised, but gradually, she understood the mystery. She said faintly, "I must have been poisoned by Mark again.

Leslie immediately recalled the scene when Mark had inserted a needle into her n****e. She was so angry that her face turned white and she cursed, "Old pervert, I'm going to kill him!"

Archibald swung his legs out of bed, and glanced at Leslie who was still staring at his growing breasts lost in thought. "You shouldn't have harmed Mark. Only he knows how to make the antidote," he said.

Upon hearing this, Leslie couldn't help but snort coldly. Unfortunately, she was now weak and feeble, and her breaths were like gentle complaints while her gaze was like a seductive look.

Observing her appearance, Archibald couldn't help but think that if he could stay this way forever, it would be a great fortune in the martial arts world. His tone softened a bit as he said, "If you're willing to tell me where the manual is, I can go to Mark and ask him to make the antidote for you."

Leslie impatiently replied, "I don't know where the manual is."

Archibald nodded and turned to leave.

Leslie wanted to sit up, but he didn't have any strength. She watched Archibald walk away, and quickly called out, "Wait..."

As expected, Archibald stopped and turned around to look at him. "Have you made up your mind?" he asked.

Leslie lowered his eyes, letting her thick eyelashes cover her gaze. "Give me some water... and something to eat," he said.

Archibald chuckled lightly, "But didn't you say you didn't want to eat?"

Leslie furrowed her brow in anger, "You've taken enough advantage of me, and you won't even give me a little bit of food?"

Archibald didn't answer and simply left the stone room.

After a cup of tea, someone brought a wooden bucket and a plate of food. Leslie hid in the bed until those people left, then she unfastened her shirt and cautiously crawled out of bed. The iron chain on her wrist had some length, allowing her to move in a small range under the bed. She moved to the table and sat down carefully, but was startled by the icy stone stool, so she had to use her shirt as a cushion and picked up the chopsticks to start eating.

She wolfed down the food and then moved to the wooden bucket, where he saw steam rising from the water. She stepped into the bucket and sat down, the hot water embracing her naked and bruised body, making her sigh with satisfaction.

She curled up in the water, and her round breasts immediately softened as they were pressed against her thighs. Leslie looked at them with some distress, and then wiped off the remaining milk stains with her hands. When her palms brushed over the swollen n*****s, she couldn't help but curl his toes in pleasure and shudder. This body... it's becoming more and more sensitive.

After cleaning herself, Leslie returned to the bed to rest. A few hours later, someone came to deliver food again. She silently counted the time and suddenly sat up on the bed when the person came for the third time.