A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

She stretched out her slightly stiff fingers and grasped the cold dice cup. The chill from her fingertips could not dispel the suffocating sense of threat behind her.

Artemis knew that a new round of desecration was about to begin. She could almost feel the sensation of the "rabbit tail plug" that had been forcibly embedded in her body being played with again.

"Waaah!"

The moment the dice cup left the table and the shaking motion began, that familiar, spine-chilling feeling of detachment suddenly washed over me!

Wang Chong's fingers, with an undeniable sense of control, once again gripped the furry rabbit tail plug. He began to slowly and maliciously pull it out.

Artemis bit her lower lip hard, almost tasting blood. Every muscle in her body tensed instantly. A slight shiver ran through her smooth back like an electric current.

She forced herself to focus all her willpower into her hands, gripping the dice cup tightly. She tried to ignore the nauseating manipulation behind her, letting the dice bounce and rattle rhythmically within the cup.

Her gaze was fixed on the dice cup, as if it were the only straw that could pull her out of this quagmire.

"puff--"

However, an unusually clear, sticky, watery sound of a plug being pulled out rang in her ears like a thunderclap!

Immediately following was a sharp, tearing pain emanating from deep within the daisy. This was followed by an indescribable sense of emptiness.

The foreign object that had been forcibly stuffed in for so long was suddenly pulled out by Wang Chong!

Artemis was deeply shaken and instinctively turned her head to look back.

The sight before her eyes caused her pupils to shrink: the rabbit tail plug, a symbol of her humiliation, was being casually held between Wang Chong's fingers.

The end was still stained with murky liquid belonging to her body, reflecting a silvery sheen under the light.

What terrified her even more was that Wang Chong was taking out a bottle-shaped object from thin air with his other hand.

He unscrewed the cap, squeezed out a large amount of clear, viscous lubricant, and without hesitation thrust it into the entrance of her daisy, which trembled slightly from being suddenly exposed to the air!

A large amount of the icy ointment was injected. The bone-chilling cold instantly swept over Artemis's senses, making her hair stand on end. A piercing chill rushed straight to the top of her head.

"You! What do you want to do!?" Artemis's voice became shrill with extreme fear.

His body instinctively wanted to escape, but he was firmly pinned to the spot by the invisible rules and the oppressive feeling of Wang Chong being so close at hand.

"What are you doing?" Wang Chong's face broke into a cruel and excited smile. His eyes were fixed on her weakness with burning intensity.

He held his weapon, which was already poised to strike, with his hand. Its grotesque shape terrified Artemis.

"Don't worry, taking this 'secret path' won't steal your moon goddess's chastity. It's just... to let you experience the ultimate pleasure of yin and yang in advance."

Before the words were even finished, the scalding hot weapon, with irresistible force, thrust forward violently!

"Wait! Wait! No!! No!!! Ah————!!!"

A piercing scream tore through the air.

This time, the intense pain of being forcibly invaded and pierced through her body instantly destroyed all of Artemis's will to resist, like a tsunami.

His hands, which were gripping the dice cup tightly, could no longer support him. With a crash, the heavy dice cup slipped from his grasp and slammed onto the table.

She felt as if all her bones had been removed, collapsing forward onto the cold tabletop in a disheveled state. Her legs trembled violently, unable to support her weight.

Each thrust from Wang Chong felt like it was cleaving her in two. The excruciating pain and tearing sensation that penetrated to her very bones caused her to let out intermittent moans.

"No... Waaah... You can't... go in any further..." Artemis pleaded in a broken voice.

The way their bodies were connected at this moment was unconventional—one a warm, moist path, the other a forcibly opened dry passage—but the humiliation Artemis felt from entering and exiting was almost identical.

"Oh my god—!!"

When Wang Chong finally slid in completely, filling the tight passage entirely, Artemis felt as if she had been struck by a powerful electric current.

Her waist arched sharply upwards, drawing a graceful curve in her snow-white neck.

An uncontrollable, tearful groan escaped from her throat.

Her eyes rolled upwards uncontrollably. Her delicate face was a mixture of extreme pain and a forced, almost decadent, intoxicating pleasure. A blush spread rapidly like a tide.

"What's wrong, my Miss Artemis? Can't you hold on any longer?" Wang Chong's mocking voice rang in her ear, like the whisper of a demon.

As he spoke, he raised his hand without any mercy. With a loud "smack," he struck her full, snowy buttocks, which were raised high due to her prone position, sending ripples of flesh through her flesh that made one blush.

"The rules are very clear: once you put down the dice cup, it means you have already finished rolling the dice."

Wang Chong's fingers maliciously kneaded her buttocks, feeling their amazing elasticity and smoothness.

"Alright, stop enjoying yourself, Miss Artemis. Tell me quickly, in this round, are you going to compare sizes, or are you going to compare sizes? Hmm?"

"Oh...oh...so...so big...I can't...I can't take it...slower...slower...uh...ah?~~"

However, the pain in her buttocks did not bring Artemis to her senses; instead, it seemed to ignite some hidden fuse.

Artemis's consciousness became increasingly blurred under the complex stimulation of pain and eerie tingling sensations brought on by the continuous violation of Daisy.

These trembling, lustful murmurs uncontrollably spilled from her mouth. Deep within her body, she felt waves of fear and contractions.

"Oh? Bigger, is that it? I understand." Wang Chong deliberately misinterpreted her moans, a triumphant glint in his eyes.

He continued his powerful thrusting into her tight "dry passage." Each entry and exit brought with it a sticky, wet sound and the "slap slap" of flesh colliding.

He picked up the dice cup on the table with one hand and shook it casually a few times.

Then, with a "thud," he slammed the dice cup directly onto Artemis's smooth back. The cold touch sent another shiver through her.

At the same time, his back-stretching motion suddenly quickened and intensified. His laughter was laced with heavy breathing: "Alright, my points are set. It's your turn to place your bet, Miss Artemis. Like last time, just 7500 points? Or…"

He leaned down, his hot breath brushing against her ear, his voice a mix of seduction and threat: "...How about going all in with your entire 16000 chip points once again? Hmm?"

"Haa...haa?...uh..." Artemis was overwhelmed by this storm of assault, her soul almost leaving her body.

Consciousness swirled and sank in a vortex of pleasure. She could only futilely open her mouth, emitting broken, meaningless gasps and sobs. She was utterly unable to form coherent sentences.

"Huh? I can't hear you... You said 'ha'?" Wang Chong misinterpreted it. The thrusts into her waist and hips grew more violent, as if trying to nail her to the table.

"So you mean all in? Good! That's bold! You go all in with your 16000 chips, and I, Wang Chong, will go all in too! If I lose, not only will my points be wiped out, but I'll also owe you a huge sum! Your long-awaited revenge will be within your grasp!"

He deliberately emphasized the word "revenge," as if it were a spark thrown into boiling oil.

"No...no! I...haa...I give up! I give up!!!"

The word "revenge" struck Artemis like a thunderclap, instantly shattering her consciousness, which was shrouded in desire and pain!

Perhaps it was her intense obsession that awakened her reason. Or perhaps it was the extreme stimulation that finally caused her body to develop a pathetic adaptation.

At the critical moment, Artemis finally regained her voice and shouted out the word that saved her life in a sharp and clear voice!

The light of the contractual laws shone brightly in an instant. A cold and ruthless power descended.

Artemis felt a slight sense of detachment—as punishment for forfeiting, one chip had been forcibly deducted.

Since the value of a single chip has now increased to 10 points, the numbers on the screen are changing again as follows:

Artemis: 16000 points → 15990 points.

"Tsk, so you've chosen to give up?" Wang Chong stopped what he was doing. His tone was full of undisguised regret, and even a hint of annoyance at being interrupted.

"What a pity, you managed to escape unscathed. Your dice roll just now was a perfect 4, 4, 6, a total of 14."

He leaned close to Artemis's sweaty, flushed earlobe and whispered in a voice only she could hear, like the flicking of a viper's tongue:

"And what I rolled was six, six, six, a total of eighteen points! If you had really gone all in just now... now, your noble virgin body would not only have been lost in the rear, but your most precious chastity would also have completely become my spoils of war... What a pity."

As he spoke, he wrapped his strong arms around Artemis's slender yet powerful waist. With a slight pull, he lifted her off the table, spun her around, and sat her back in his large chair.

Artemis was limp, like a delicate doll devoid of its soul. She could only lean helplessly against him.

Chapter 691 Losing All Ways Out

Wang Chong clearly had no intention of letting her off the hook.

He slid his hands down and scooped up Artemis's two long, slender legs encased in smooth white stockings. He spread them wide and placed them on his lap.

Then, he lifted her firm, elastic buttocks and began a new round of assault, the rhythm of which he completely controlled. His powerful thrusts made Artemis move up and down on him like a doll.

“Come, my dear Miss Moon Goddess, let’s not rush to change the dealer’s position.” Wang Chong’s deep laughter, mixed with heavy breathing, echoed in the room, accompanied by even louder and more intense sounds of flesh colliding.

"Let's first... enjoy this 'halftime' to the fullest."

As he spoke, he freely stroked and kneaded Artemis's white stockings with his large, calloused hands, feeling the amazingly delicate touch of her skin and the firm, full lines of her muscles beneath the silky fabric.

Then Wang Chong exclaimed, "I must say, Miss Artemis, your divine body... is truly a masterpiece of the Creator. These curves, this feel... tsk tsk, it's almost no less than that of the goddess renowned for love and beauty."

"Shut...shut up! You...shameless scoundrel!" Artemis rebuked him, filled with shame and indignation. But her voice was broken and fragmented due to her body's violent reaction.

Fine beads of sweat kept seeping from her smooth forehead and neck.

She was horrified to discover that her body's terrifying adaptability was betraying her will, and the initial excruciating pain receded like a receding tide.

Instead, deep within the forcibly opened path, a strange pleasure, growing clearer and more difficult to ignore, coiled upwards like a poisonous vine.

Previously, the intense pain had distracted her and allowed her to barely suppress it. But now, a torrent of pure, instinctive pleasure was eroding her rationality with each powerful thrust from Wang Chong.

Her body became burning hot. Her consciousness teetered violently on the edge of resistance and surrender.

That unfamiliar, terrifying sense of addiction was slowly eroding her remaining rationality and clarity.

Wang Chong's attack did not stop because of Artemis's brief respite; on the contrary, it intensified.

His strong arms encircled her waist, forcing her to rise and fall on his legs. Each deep thrust carried the force of wanting to penetrate her, grinding fiercely over the fragile and sensitive folds of her newly opened daisy.

The scalding hot weapon, coated in a sticky lubricant, rubbed against the inner wall, making a blush-inducing "gurgling" sound.

Artemis bit her lower lip, tasting the metallic sweetness of rust. Clearly, the wound she had bitten open while trying to endure the pain had once again bled due to the pressure.

A wave of humiliation almost overwhelmed her. She could clearly feel that deep within the forcibly opened passage, a terrifying, tingling, and hot current, contrary to her will, was growing and spreading wildly with each of Wang Chong's thrusts.

The body's terrifying adaptability became the cruelest betrayer at this moment. After the initial tearing pain subsided, the body shamefully began to cater to this atrocity, greedily absorbing the twisted pleasure and stimulation.

"Ugh...stop...stop..." Artemis's voice was broken and tearful, yet it sounded more like a reluctant moan. "Let...let me...try one more time...be the dealer..."

"Oh?" Wang Chong paused slightly, the weapon buried inside her grinding maliciously. He felt a violent spasm deep within her passage, and he chuckled with satisfaction, his voice hoarse and full of control.

"Still not giving up? Fine, my dear Lady Artemis, I'll give you that chance. Let's see if your 'developed daisy' can still hold onto the dice cup?"

He loosened his grip on her waist, indicating that she could move.

Artemis, enduring the bloating and eerie throbbing from the branding iron-like foreign object within her body, trembled as she reached out and grasped the cold dice cup on the table once more. The icy touch brought a sliver of clarity to her muddled consciousness.

I must succeed! This is my last chance! I can no longer indulge in the pleasure this devil brings!

She screamed wildly in her heart, turning all the humiliation and grief into strength, and gripped the dice cup tightly.

However, just as she tightened her wrist, preparing to shake the dice cup—

"Um--!"

Wang Chong thrust upwards with a fierce, relentless force! That precise, malicious impact struck precisely at a fatal spot within her body, a spot just now saturated with pleasure!

"Ugh?~~~~!"

Artemis felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and a burst of white light exploded before her eyes! The pent-up torrent of desire surged forth like a dam breaking!

Her legs snapped straight, her toes spasming and curling inside her white stockings, her waist arching uncontrollably backward, crashing into Wang Chong's firm chest. Her hand, which had been gripping the dice cup tightly, could no longer muster any strength, and with a "clang," the heavy dice cup slipped from her grasp and slammed heavily onto the table.

Despair washed over her like an icy tide. She could even picture the mocking and cruel smile on Wang Chong's face.

"Tsk tsk, failed again?" Wang Chong's voice rang out in her ear, filled with undisguised mockery. "It seems your body is far more honest than your mouth. Well then, rules are rules. Now that the cup has been drawn, the score is set. Shall we compare... higher or lower?"

“I…I…forfeit…” Artemis bit her lower lip hard. In the end, she did not choose to compete in terms of size or number, because she knew that she could not win against her opponent with this score.

"Abandoning again? This is your last time abstaining, Artemis. Next time, you won't have the chance to abstain; you'll have to keep competing," Wang Chong said with a smile, offering a kind reminder.

"Ugh...! I know! But this time, I'll abstain!" Artemis knew this all too well, but this was the only choice she could make.

And so the cold light of the contract flashed once more. As the price for abstaining, another bargaining chip was ruthlessly deducted.

The screen displaying the chip points started flashing:

Artemis: 15990 points → 15980 points.

This seemingly insignificant deduction of 10 points was like the last straw, completely igniting the pride and rage deep within Artemis!

There is no way out now. Either persevere and defeat the man behind you, or lose everything!

"Continue...!" she almost screamed, her voice hoarse with desire but carrying a desperate resolve. "I... will throw again! This time... I'm sure... I can do it!"

"Heh, you've got guts." Wang Chong chuckled, his back-straightening movements becoming fierce and rhythmic once again, as if accompanying her "guts." "Then let me see what tricks you, this stubborn little doe, can pull."

Artemis no longer futilely resisted the surging pleasure deep within her body that almost burned away her reason.

She gritted her teeth, focusing all her senses on the invaded passage behind her. With each thrust of Wang Chong, each friction of the weapon, each subtle sensation of the inner walls being stretched open… she forced herself to feel, to remember, to… adapt!

Since you can't tolerate or fight the feelings that this behavior brings, you might as well do the opposite, vent completely, and even enjoy the feeling.