Chapter 1014. Better Clean The Sword Clean While Her Grandson’s Watching**

Chapter 1014: 1014. Better Clean The Sword Clean While Her Grandson’s Watching**

A thick stream of cum began to leak from Elaris’s ruined body, pooling on the sheets, but her muscles continued to spasm involuntarily around the empty space where he had been.

She lay there like a broken doll, her face slack, her eyes staring blankly at nothing, completely undone by the violation.

Rex stood up, towering over them both, completely unashamed in his nakedness. He wiped a smear of sweat from his brow and turned his predatory gaze downward toward the floor.

His eyes locked onto Theo’s tear-stained, bloodied face, savoring every ounce of the boy’s terror.

"Don’t look so devastated, Theo," Rex said, his grin widening into something truly demonic. "You think this was the finale?"

"You think I’m finished with your grandmother after one round?"

He stepped closer to the edge of the bed, looming over the unconscious Elaris like a vulture over prey.

"Not even close," Rex promised, his voice dropping to a husky, menacing growl that promised more torment to come. "I’m not done with her yet."

"I’m going to fuck her until she forgets her own name, until she forgets she ever had a husband, and until she forgets she ever had a grandson."

"This was just the warm-up."

Theo let out a choked, broken sound half sob, half scream, but Diana’s hand clamped over his mouth again, silencing him as Rex turned his attention back to the limp, trembling woman on the bed, preparing to begin again.

Rex didn’t bother reaching for her. Instead, he sat back on the edge of the bed with the casual arrogance of a king on his throne.

With a lazy flick of his wrist, a visible ripple of dark energy distorted the air around Elaris’s limp form. Her body jerked as if pulled by invisible wires, lifting off the mattress as if gravity had suddenly reversed for her alone.

The telekinetic force forced her upright, dragging her body through the air until she was forced onto her knees on the floor directly between his spread thighs. Her head hung low at first, her hair matted with sweat, but the power holding her compelled her to face him.

Rex reached down, grabbing his still throbbing, swollen cock with one hand. The tip was slick with the remnants of his previous climax, glistening under the candlelight.

He pressed the broad head of it against Elaris’s lips, smearing the precum across her mouth.

"Remember, Elaris," Rex purred, his voice low and commanding. "It’s your job to clean it."

"Every last drop. Every fucking trace."

Elaris looked up at him, her eyes still glazed with residual pleasure and humiliation, but there was no resistance left. The conditioning was complete.

Like a well-trained animal recognizing its master, she opened her mouth wide.

Slurp. Schlick. Mnnff...

The sound of her lips sealing around him echoed in the tense silence of the room. She began to work with practiced, desperate skill, her tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge of his cock while she drew him deep into her throat.

"Houhaa... mmghhhh..." she whimpered around him, the muffled noises vibrating against his shaft.

The wet, rhythmic sounds of her sucking slurp, schlick, and pop filled the space between Theo’s labored breathing and Rex’s satisfied chuckling. She moved her head back and forth with increasing fervor, her cheeks hollowing as she created a powerful vacuum.

Rex leaned back on his elbows, watching her with undisguised amusement.

"Damn, Elaris," he groaned as she took him deeper, the tip hitting the back of her throat. "What’s with that sexy face?"

"Are you planning to squeeze out all my semen again? You’re acting like you’re starving for it."

He reached down, threading his fingers through her hair to control the pace, guiding her head in aggressive circles.

"Mmmph! Gggghh!" Elaris’s eyes rolled back again as she struggled to keep up with his demands, her throat working convulsively around his girth.

"You’re pretty fucking good with that tongue now," Rex said, a smirk playing on his lips as he felt the heat of her mouth. "It was worth training you all the way."

"All that noble dignity, all those years of pretending to be pure... and now look at you."

"Just a trained slut who knows exactly how to please her master."

Theo watched, his vision blurring with tears. The sight of his grandmother, the woman who had taught him about honor and righteousness, kneeling in the dirt, making obscene slurping noises while sucking on the cock of their enemy, was a violation more profound than any physical blow.

"Slurp... schlick... mmmff..." The sounds continued, relentless and degrading.

Elaris seemed to be in a trance, her entire existence narrowed down to the wet friction of her mouth and the commands of the man above her.

She was no longer a person; she was an instrument of his pleasure, her moans muffled by his cock but her body betraying her ecstasy through the frantic rhythm of her head.

Theo felt as though his soul was being flayed alive. The physical pain, the throbbing in his jaw, the fire in his ribs, and the metallic taste of blood in his mouth were nothing compared to the psychological annihilation occurring before his eyes.

He tried to shut his eyes, to retreat into the darkness of his own mind, but the sounds were too vivid, too visceral. They pierced through any attempt at denial.

Every wet schlick of Elaris’s mouth, every guttural moan she made around Rex’s cock, felt like a blade twisting in his gut. He knew he deserved this; he knew his arrogance had been his downfall.

He had been the one to challenge Rex, to think he could stand against a force of nature that had already dismantled an entire kingdom.

But the cost was too high. The cost was his family’s dignity, his grandmother’s humanity, and his own sanity.

He couldn’t unsee it. He couldn’t unhear it.

Rex’s cock was a monstrous thing, glistening and slick, disappearing repeatedly into the wet cavern of Elaris’s mouth. The noises were obscene: the sound of saliva stretching and the wet pop as she pulled away momentarily to gasp for air before diving back down.

"Mmmff... hnggg... schlorp..." Elaris’s throat worked visibly with every stroke.

She wasn’t just sucking; she was worshiping. Her eyes were half-lidded, pupils blown wide with a terrifying cocktail of shame and arousal.

Each time Rex thrust his hips forward, forcing himself deeper into her throat, she let out a muffled, choked sound, "Gggghhk!" that sounded like she was drowning in him.

Rex’s fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat while he continued to grind his cock against her tongue.

"That’s it," Rex commanded, his voice vibrating with dark satisfaction. "Swallow it all! Show me how much of a good little whore you’ve become."

"Oh gods, Rex... mmph!" Elaris’s muffled cry was almost audible through the cock filling her mouth.

She began to move faster, her hands gripping Rex’s muscular thighs for balance, her hips swaying in a desperate rhythm that mirrored her mouth’s movements. The sound of her tongue lapping at his lap, slurp, and squelch became a hypnotic, nauseating soundtrack to Theo’s suffering.

Theo watched as a string of saliva stretched between Rex’s cock and Elaris’s lips when she pulled back to take a shuddering breath. Her face was flushed, her lips swollen and wet, looking utterly wrecked.

She looked like someone who had been hollowed out and refilled with nothing but Rex’s cruelty.

"Look at her, Theo," Rex called out suddenly, not breaking his rhythm, his eyes fixed on the boy’s breaking expression. "Look at the woman who raised you."

"Doesn’t she look beautiful like this? Doesn’t she look... complete?"

Rex gave a sudden, powerful thrust, driving himself so deep that Elaris’s eyes bugged out and her hands flew to her throat.

"Mmmmmph AAAAAAGGHH!" The sound was half a strangled scream and half a moan of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. She began to sob around him, hot tears streaming down her cheeks as she continued to suck with a frantic, starving intensity.

The room felt smaller, hotter, and thicker with the smell of sex, blood, and despair. Theo felt like he was suffocating.

The reality was undeniable: the Elaris he knew was dead, replaced by this kneeling creature who existed only to serve the man who had destroyed them all.

The humiliation was absolute, and as Rex laughed again, a sound that promised even more degradation to come, Theo realized that the nightmare had only just begun.