Chapter 242 - 243: Masochist

Chapter 242: Chapter 243: Masochist

"What a terrible wife you turned out to be. I highly doubt he will ever live happily after watching you savor the dick of the Savior like this," Owen laughed loudly, his voice booming across the room. Most of the men watching couldn’t deny the brutal truth—they were all total losers in comparison.

"Hehe, I will give him plenty of motivation... and I still love my honey very much. Honey, can you still hear me over there? You will always be number one in my heart..."

"How sweet of you to say that," Owen remarked smoothly.

"Hehe, yes, Savior... but he will only ever be number two in my womb. Ohh, wait—his size can’t even reach deep enough to matter, so I guess that claim isn’t even valid, is it?"

"That’s wild for you to say that... but it’s not wrong, though, right man?" He simply thrust his dick forward without stopping his firm rhythm.

"Ngnn... don’t say anything more that will affect his health, savior. He lost the entire game, so it’s time for him to completely let go... guck... guck..." A deep-throat blowjob was more than enough to make the man shudder violently in place.

"Truly pitiful, but it’s not something I can validate on my own, so I am asking him directly." He enjoyed the sound of her mouth working around his shaft.

"Ahh... guck... guck... then please allow me to show him a proper blowjob that can only be attained with a big dick..." She went wilder, showing no hesitation as she went all out to please him. Saliva started dripping down onto her pink nightgown, and her eyes rolled back until only a small portion of her pupils was visible.

Guck... guck... guck...

"Man, this is the best. I never get tired when it comes to a good blowjob."

"Guck... thank you for the compliment... eheh." She swallowed all the precum and drove her mouth deep down his length.

"Hey guys, what do you think? Are you still thinking of joining the challenge?"

"..."

"..."

"N-no..."

The crowd went completely silent. Obviously, everyone heard and saw the deed unfolding before them. The man was completely roasted, and they didn’t want to experience that kind of intense suffering, especially knowing they couldn’t last for three minutes!

"Hoh? Where are the balls you were talking about earlier? I wanted to see them, but I guess it’s not going to make any sense anymore." He shook his head in disappointment, noticing that everyone had started cowering in fear.

"Guck... guck... don’t pay any attention to those pathetic men, savior... guck... guck... I want you to compliment me more..." She took a side glance at her husband. Even in his defeat, he couldn’t fight the urge to stare right at her!

"Haha, well, well... I will. So how about we start the real deal right now?" Owen pulled his dick out, making her sigh with deep disappointment.

"Pwahh... I’m not finished yet, savior... please let me suck more..." She pushed her mouth forward eagerly, but he slapped her face gently with his dick to stop her.

"No, now stand up straight. I will give you what you truly want." He was satisfied with her effort, though she was still clumsy compared to the others. Making him cum would take more time.

"Ngn... okay..." She followed his orders without arguing.

"Spread your nightgown wide. I want to see your tits clearly." Owen specifically made her remove her clothes completely in front of everyone.

"H-huh?" The husband’s eyes opened wide, staring intently at the mole located in the cleavage of her tits.

"What are you looking at, honey? Heh, are you perhaps thinking that I am the real one?" She pressed her tits together tightly, hiding the mole from his view.

"N-no, I’m just seeing things..." He stopped talking. It definitely wasn’t his wife. She was normally kind of shy and timid with an excellent body; she would never do that kind of thing—never in his wildest dreams.

"Hehe, well, good thing then. Ahn... ahn." She moaned out loud after Owen twisted her erect nipples.

"You still have the energy to flirt? You’re really a slut. Hmm, how about you give me a proper titjob?"

"Ahn... ahn... I don’t mind at all, savior. I will offer everything to you..." She couldn’t help but moan out loud; the way he twisted her nipples was so fierce and intense.

"Good. I’ll take it back—do a two-in-one in front of your husband." Owen ordered her to kneel down on the floor.

"Yesh... I will do it, savior..."

"Hey man, is this your first time seeing this? A titjob and a blowjob at the exact same time?" Owen gestured to her to start her work.

"..."

"Silence... hmm, so this is your first time seeing it. Well, how about you guys? Is this your first time seeing a two-in-one?" He spread his arms wide, asking questions to the crowd. Alas, there was no response from anyone.

"Slurp... savior, what can a small dick do? Even doing a basic handjob is not possible..." she asked as she pressed his dick firmly between her breasts.

"So harsh, I am just asking them a simple question. Don’t say those harsh words." Owen could hear the low groans of the crowd. Well, what she said was true—just plain and absolute uncaring truth, which made it far more brutal to hear.

Stroke... stroke... stroke...

"Guck... sorry, but those are the only honest words I can think of. No more... hehe, please forgive me." She spat more saliva to lubricate his dick and make her thrusts much easier.

"Then show them. Maybe they can ask for a good titjob when the time comes." Owen could only chuckle at her blunt words.

"Ngnn... ahnn... ahnn... okay..."

"Are you not happy that I am twisting your nipples like this?" Owen asked after hearing her continuous moans.

"N-no... ahn... ahnn... I love it. I don’t know why, but I am totally addicted to your pinching..."

Stroke... stroke... stroke...

"Ahh, then work hard. I will do it much harder if you give me a satisfactory job." The way he twisted her sensitive nipples made her bite her lower lip tightly.

It hurt quite a bit, but at the exact same time, it felt extremely good. She wanted even more...

"Hoh? Are you perhaps a masochist, my devotee?"