Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP

Chapter 427: Chapter 427 : Training

Several days bled into each other under the polite name of training. Jax stayed locked inside the bedchamber while the women never stopped arriving.

They came from the first drop of evening straight through until morning light, one after another, filling the room until the air itself tasted like sex and sweat and whatever perfume they had bothered to put on.

Dianna had paid a heavy sum for the giant titan’s balls, and the treatment had done exactly what it was supposed to on a non-celestial body.

The cock that now hung between Jax’s legs measured a thick, heavy eleven inches, thicker and meaner than before, and the stamina that came with it left every woman walking out of the room crooked and still looking back for more.

They kept the aphrodisiacs and the libido drugs coming in a steady drip so he could keep serving the long line of women who either needed to dump the frustration of their day or simply wanted to take their pleasure and leave.

The royal Bedchamber Instructor never left the room. She watched every session and stepped in herself whenever his attitude or the way he handled them needed correcting.

The rules she drilled into him matched what Princess Dianna had ordered.

One of those rules forced him to submit completely the moment any woman showed a dominant streak, letting her use him any way she pleased and for as long as she wanted.

All the frustration that built up during those submissive hours got poured out later on the shy ones, or the ones who only pretended to be shy.

With them the rules flipped and he was allowed to go all out as the one in charge. The proof stayed in the screams and the mix of bloody fluids with the milky and slimy juices they kept secreting around him.

He tasted every kind of pussy those days brought.

Some arrived clean and freshly washed, still carrying the faint scent of soap on the soft folds. Others came straight from drills, still hot and slick with sweat.

Soft ones that were already dripping before they even climbed onto the bed. Tighter ones that only started to open after he had been buried inside them for a while.

Each left its own distinct taste on his tongue before the next woman took her place.

Every session brought different faces and different reasons.

A few only showed up for the extra money being paid to anyone willing to climb onto him. Others came purely for the fun of it.

The night before, two girls from the order had dragged a shy one into the room and turned the whole thing into a foursome, forcing Jax to break her seal while she shook and tried to stay quiet the entire time.

Then there was the maid who arrived yesterday knowing exactly what time her husband would walk in to mop the floors.

She had caught him two nights earlier bent over another kitchen girl, and that image had stayed under her skin like something that refused to leave.

She stripped without a single word, climbed onto the bed, and sank all the way down onto the eleven-inch cock until the thick length forced a broken sound out of her throat.

“Ngghh… fuck… it’s so deep already…”

She started rolling her hips in slow dirty circles, every wet slap carrying across the quiet room. When the door opened and her husband stepped in with the mop bucket she only looked over her shoulder with half-lidded eyes and kept moving.

“Shit… don’t stretch me more with your giant one… it’s going to tear my insides apart…”

Her husband froze at the sight. He could not do a single thing because the Instructor and the Commander were both standing there supervising.

All he could do was stand and listen to the moans, the indirect insults, and the clear message that he was being called a cheater right in front of him.

She leaned forward, planted both hands on Jax’s chest, and began bouncing harder, her voice climbing higher and filthier with every drop of her weight.

“I wish my husband had a dick like this… compared to this thick thing his feels like a fucking pea… he never reaches anywhere that matters… he just finishes and rolls over like he did me a favor…”

She dropped all the way down and ground in tight circles, moaning through clenched teeth while her husband started mopping in stiff angry strokes, eyes fixed on the floor, jaw locked so hard the muscle jumped.

She watched him the whole time and never looked away.

When the first real orgasm hit she did not try to hold it back. She clenched hard around the full length, let out a raw open-mouthed cry, and squirted in a hard clear arc that she deliberately turned toward him so the rain of it landed straight across the floor and up the front of his trousers and boots.

He stood there dripping, fists clenched white, pure helpless anger on his face while she rode out the last tremors.

Only when the shaking stopped did she lift off the still-hard cock, shiny and heavy with everything she had left on it, and lie down beside it on her side.

One hand wrapped loosely around the base so the thick length rested against her cheek and lips. She looked straight at her husband while her other hand reached back and slowly spread her ass open so the tight hole was clearly visible to him.

“Move your hands fast. I need you to hurry and clean the floor because in the next round I’m going to get on all fours like a dog in the floor and take a harsh punishment straight in this virgin asshole.”

Jax only realized today why that maid had behaved the way she did yesterday.

Physical training ran from afternoon straight through until evening and he fought at least fifty men.

Most of them carried a personal grudge because he had already fucked their crushes from the order or the palace.

One of them had even found his own widow mother barely able to walk and was confident it was due to the thorough fucking Jax would have given her the night before.

The rest simply showed up out of pure jealousy.

It turned into a bloody fight. Jax was beaten down badly yet the pleasure of breaking noses and faces and drawing blood with his own skin-peeled fists made him forget the pain completely.

He was in fact realizing his own strength. He had been able to kill most of them, yet the majority were celestial so they simply respawned and came back with even more anger for their fallen comrades.

The whole fight stretched all the way until evening when Commander Amane finally arrived for Jax and stopped short at the sight of him.

His clothes were torn. He was bleeding from almost every part of his body. One eye was completely shut while the other could barely open and still the grin stayed on his face.

After she finished threatening the others Amane picked up the unconscious Jax who kept babbling in his sleep that they only needed to wait three more days because he had already dug a grave for all of them.

She paid the words no attention and simply focused on helping him recover because tomorrow was the day he was being trained for.

The sex schedule for tonight was cancelled so Jax could rest before the big day but one regular visitor still hammered the door open and stepped inside.

Amane tried hard to send her back out yet the woman refused and threw her sweaty clothes directly into Amane’s face then climbed onto the bed.

She pressed her sweaty pussy down on Jax, grabbed his sack hard enough to turn it red and licked over his balls in long strokes.

Her tongue crossed the bandages and she said, “I am sorry I wasn’t there when those fuckers were bullying you. Oh regarding that I also gave them a punishment as they will be spending their nights tied in the horse stable spreading their legs for them.”

Jax spread her pussy open with both thumbs and said, “Thanks for always taking care of me. At my current situation I can offer you only this.”

He pushed his tongue straight into her and started licking deep inside the hot wet walls while she kept her ass raised for him.

The woman presenting herself was the lieutenant, a frustrated officer demoted from the top ranking legion and dropped into service under a doomed princess.

She was strong enough that her strength would easily rival Amane, the commander of the 13th unit, and that was why Amane’s orders never worked on her. Going against her only meant weakening her own unit.

Jax had kept the trade running every day, offering his cock in exchange for the information she brought and the private training that taught him how to handle celestial power.

The slave collar had already been disarmed after Jax found the exact bug in its functioning by forcing his mana into it on purpose so the metal around his neck was nothing more than a prop meant to fool the people.

The lieutenant knew about the disarmed collar but still continued helping him master the use of celestial powers that came with a contract.

In Jax’s eyes she was already nothing more than a piece to be discarded because only one last piece remained for his plans, the one looking at him with pity eyes while the muscle mommy was about to ride the broken boy’s cock.

Jax offered Amane a painful smile while the real grin stayed hidden and closed his fingers around the hard nipples right in front of him.

‘I can’t wait to get my hands on those inverted nipples of yours, Commander.’

The memory of their shape returned from the spear training the day he aimed straight for her chest on purpose and won the right to leave her naked and burning with embarrassment.

He finished the thought with quiet hunger. ‘Vomit every secret your princess is hiding.’