Limit Breaker

"N-no!"

Margie tried her best to get out of her way, but the difference between a grade 7 and a grade 10 physical enhancement wasn't quite as green.

Moreover, the opponent was the worst rapist who could figure out how to subdue the female side.

Realizing that Margaery's resistance was more severe than she thought, she mounted herself so she couldn't escape, and put her fist through her abdomen.

Boom! Boom! Puck!

"Cough! Cough!"

A massive hammer knocks on your abdomen, coughing and screaming as it settles into a mounted position.

"S-stop it...!"

"Cecilia, stop him from doing anything stupid."

Zhang Yueng, who regained his senses as he became accustomed to the pain, squeezed out all his strength and shouted at the man who brutally assaulted his wife, but his reaction was to order Cecilia to be subdued.

"Yes."

After a short answer, Isilia stretched out her arms, concentrating her mind, she was able to feel an intangible energy gripping her entire body.

"Ugh...!"

"I have no feelings for you. But the price of living for my husband is so great, everyone!"

As I forcefully lifted my arm upward, I slammed my body into the ceiling as it flew toward the ceiling.

Kuang!

I don't know what their physical strengthening abilities are, but after just looking at their pace, Iscilia waved her arms as hard as she thought they were at least grades 5-6.

Shhh!

Qajik!

"Shhhhh!"

At a rapid rate, while exerting pressure on the bronze, the red scarf fell from the head and instantly became distracted by the pain felt in the crown.

"Ugh...!"

However, when he fainted, he bit his lower lip with his jaw in a desperate determination that he would not be able to save Margaery, and barely regained consciousness through the pain, he shouted at Cecilia, who overpowered him.

"D-do you know what you're doing... Iscilia Maxwell...!"

"I'm well aware. The fact that my beloved husband is preparing to rape your wife, and that I am subjugating you to prevent that."

"Y-you knew that...?!"

"This is what it's like to live as Jin Woo's wife. Of course, the bad ones are yours. If my husband had listened so quietly when he gave me my last chance, none of this would have happened."

She said her husband was going to rape another woman, but it was unusual for anyone to accept her as if it was natural for him to cooperate.

However, in the image of Jie's whole body continuously punching with his fist, Zhang Hong tried to move away from his mind while using his eyebrows.

"Khhhhhhh!!"

The suppression of the psychic is like forcing the restraining clothes used in a mental hospital. The higher the grade, the stronger the strength and repression of the restraint clothes, according to the experience of the people under the compulsion of the compulsive force.

He stretches his arms to his left and to his right to release the forces of his constraint like restraint, but whenever he gives, he releases his strength as blood gushes from his severed ankles.

"My compulsion is not weak enough for the wounded to unravel. Any unnecessary exertion will only cost you."

She had a gentle tone of voice and a lifeless smile, but to Janghong, she seemed like the devil hiding her true nature.

"Hehe, now you've calmed down."

"W-we...!"

At that time, when Jiangwoo, who had covered his wife in mounted posture, said that he had calmed down, Zhangryong, who almost lost his mind due to pain and anger, was astonished by Mazier's appearance.

Her skin beyond the torn clothes, bruised by the violent violence, pains her face slowly fading and lighting up the ritual once again.

"Yes... Noohm!!"

Kuang!

"Grrrgh!"

He strikes the ground with one foot remaining, but Ycilia pushes him hard into the wall.

"Kick, kick. Don't worry too much. I didn't punch you in the face. It's a pity that such a beautiful face is ruined."

Then he grabbed Margaery's hair and lifted it, licking her neck in a contemptible manner, unconsciously reaching his hand toward the scarlet, which seemed like he was about to cry towards himself when his whole body was bruised by the overwhelming violence.

"H-honey..."

"Ah... ah..."

The two couples, who were honored as ambassadors of the political blindness, who did not expect to be defeated and humiliated in such a shameful foreign land, tried to overcome the current crisis together.

"Oh dear, you're shooting a melodrama."

However, Goi Gogoboli Manchun, who looks like that, grabbed her panties while forcing Margaery to face the scarlet.

"N-no! No! Please don't!!"

She makes her final move in front of her husband, determined not to be raped, but the tightly held tightly by her waist plunges her stuff into her vagina.

Tsk, tsk!

"----!!"

When the long, thick penis entered the root, the shock caused his mouth to burst like a carp, and Margaery's silent scream struck her head to the ground, whether he didn't want to show his face to Jang Hong.

"Hey! You've got to show your bitch ass to her husband!"

Jinwoo raises her head forcefully as she pulls her hair.

Knuckle! Knuckle! Knuckle!

As I began the piston movement roughly using the hand that grabbed her hair, my face distorted on his thick object that reached the tip of my uterus.

"Khh! Uhh!"

"Khhh! I knew it! I knew you were a martial arts bitch, so the vaginal tightening was no joke!"

This was simply meant to embarrass Margaery and Janghong, but it really felt like the vaginal tightening was tighter than the average person.

Boxing, sword, kickboxing, all the martial arts on Earth attack enemies in different ways, but there is only one thing in common.

It trains the lower half, which is a basic underlying skill that is considered important in all martial arts because you cannot create 100% destructive power without supporting the lower half that is the axis for every attack.

Of course, Margaery's lower body, which had enough martial arts skills to become the master of the shaman, was trained to the extreme extent, so Jinwoo admired her.

"Khh... khh... khh... Why... to this rascal...!"

Margie, who had spent her life practicing martial arts, felt unrealistic as if she was being raped in an animal posture because she was defeated by a martial arts prodigy and a no-good thug.

I've dealt with a lot of people faster and stronger than myself, but every time she overcame all those disadvantages with her martial arts skills, she would find it hard to believe that she was vomiting her moaning at the pain caused by her vagina and scraping off her penis.

'Hehehe! I'm sorry, but I've dealt with a lot of great martial artists like you.'

He had a memory of losing against various types of martial artists in other virtual reality games, even though he had overwhelming abilities, so he experienced his defeat and became exceptional in his effective counterattack against them without having to learn special martial arts.

Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

"Hehe! Hehehehe!"

"Oh? I'm starting to get a little groaning. My husband's watching. Can I do that?"

"……! ……!"

Margie looks at herself with a dejected look, and bites her lips tightly to block her groaning, but the other was an experienced veteran rapist who abused her horribly.

Shhhhhhh!

"Kyahhhhhhh!?"

Women, even women who have learned martial arts, scream unknowingly when they experience sudden pain in a shameful area, one of which is the buttocks.

In particular, since the greater the power and intensity, the greater the chance of screaming, it is one of the most frequent ways to use it when the opponent is silent and not moaning.

"Kahahaha! Who would have imagined that if Master Wudang got his ass kicked, he'd scream so cute!?" Isn't that right? "

Tsukchuk, tsukchuk! Tsukchuk!

As her muzzle opens, the ferocious waist shifts, forcefully pushing her lower belly against her butt.

"Heheh heh heh! Gah heh!"

"Hey! Look! Watch your wife get fucked in a dog pose by a foreigner!"

"Ugh...!"

"D-don 't look at it... Honey... Please don't look at it...!"

He groaned as if he was breeding like an animal, but all he could do was feel the blood rushing out of his severed ankles and become helpless.

'The atmosphere is starting to settle.'

Now that you've established the appropriate atmosphere for the rape, GyehRu, who has decided to push you into the muck of despair, shows Cecilia a drink of chess.

Knowing what that meant, she used her psychic powers to take out the vial of energizer from the pocket of Jinwoo's jacket, which was folded up on one side.

Ichia, a sensitive and caring personality, opened her lid on the way out, and she drank the bottled water with a grumpy look on her face.

It wasn't much, so he hurled it away quickly, frowning in pain, taking a short break and leaning his torso toward Magzie, who breathed a harsh breath.

"Hey, you know what I just drank?"

"……?"

Then he shook the bottle straight in front of her, so that the cover of energizer could be clearly seen.

"Ta-da! An energization system dedicated to this person! This will confirm your pregnancy!"

"W-wait... You can't be...!"

"Y-you... What are you... doing...!"

The bitterness that hurled toward the front of the Scarred Violent Violent Violent Violence licks his tongue and giggles with a contemptible look.

"Kick-kick! I'm not the kind of guy who gives up on a goalkeeper. From now on, I'm gonna be this bitch's goalkeeper, so you can watch from there!"

Choo-choo! Choo-choo!

Then he grabs Margaery's hands and pulls them together to speed them up. As he pulls his arms and pushes his lower back as hard as he can, the vulgar sound echoes through Margaery's buttocks and snow thighs.

"Stop! No! I don't want to get pregnant with a kid like you!"

"That's your bitch's hope! Hahahahaha!"

Chop, chop! Get out of here!

Until just now, I had only moved slowly to create an atmosphere, but all I had left to do was assess into her uterus because I had shown her all her hands to make her feel desperate.

"Eeeeee! Please!"

Tsk, tsk, tsk! Tsk, tsk!

However, as he vomits his harsh breath, he pulls his arms together and bounces back to fit into Margaery's inner end of the vagina.

"Heheheh-heh-heh!"

At first, I screamed, but as I moved my lower back a dozen times, I tried to endure the groaning by biting my lips, but I couldn't hold on for more than 10 seconds.

At that time, as I started to feel the energy of reason, something funny came to my mind. Suddenly, I changed my position, and I lifted Margaery's thighs and took a dorsal position (a position in which a man looks up at a woman's back and lifts his thighs), showing her the appearance of his goods followed by his wife.

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I love showmanship.

But instead of picking out options like a normal demonstration, I like to play games that conquer and insult other girls through strategic simulations, turn-on RPGs and action RPGs.

I like the way that I use my character to attack and insult her, rather than insult her in a line of dialogue. I mean, does it feel like I'm conquering someone?

But other people on the Internet didn't understand, "I just look at the bullying, I don't know why it's so troublesome."

It's probably the first time I've realized since then that I'm different from common sense.

Well, those of you who have seen my novel up until now are probably like me. Chuckle!