My Cuckhold System - Chapter 209: You’re Welcome
Chapter 209: You’re Welcome
On the other side of the wall, West tilted his head slightly.
“Oh?”
He raised a hand, placing his fingers against his chin thoughtfully, almost as if considering a puzzle.
He suddenly drew his arm back and punched the wall.
BOOM!
A violent shockwave erupted from the impact point but instead of damaging the structure, the force rebounded.
Fwwwhoomm~
West’s body was launched backward, sliding across the floor before regaining balance.
Inside the room, Viktor burst into uncontrollable laughter.
“HAHAHAHAHA! SEE?! You can’t—”
West stood upright again, dusting off his shoulder casually.
“Nice piece you got there,” he voiced with an almost impressed tone while glancing at the wall.
“I like that tech… my base could use it.”
Viktor’s laughter faltered slightly as West continued, almost conversationally.
“I guess there’s more I can get from you when I drag you out of that place.”
“Drag me out?” Viktor sneered, regaining his confidence. “You’re not getting in here. Ever.”
West didn’t bother responding any more, instead, he reached into his inventory and pulled it out the Guardian Sword.
Viktor’s smile faded as he stared at a massive, dark blade through the monitors.
The surface of the blade leaked faint streams of shadowy mist that curled and twisted like smoke. The atmosphere around it seemed to distort subtly, as if the air itself feared its presence.
“…What the hell is that?”
West stepped forward slowly before thrusting the blade forward.
SHHHHK!
The tip of the Guardian Sword instantly pierced the reinforced wall causing a grinding and tearing sound to echo as the blade sank deeper, cutting through the supposedly impenetrable barrier like it was nothing more than hardened clay.
Inside the room, Viktor stumbled backward with his eyes widening in pure, unfiltered horror.
“No… no… no—!”
West dragged the blade downward, splitting the wall open and sideways and up, before forming a rough, smoking hole.
West stepped through the hole without a second delay.
The dim light of the hidden room flickered, casting long, ominous shadows behind him.
His expression was calm… but his eyes were cold and predatory.
“Hello there…” West said softly as a small smile formed on his face.
“Nice seeing you again.”
Viktor screamed; “NOOOOOOO!”
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~ Ten minutes later ~
The once-clean hall was unrecognizable with blood smeared across the floor, furniture overturned and equipment shattered.
At the center of the space, Viktor laid on the ground, barely recognizable as human.
Both his arms were broken, both legs were twisted unnaturally, his fingers were equally crushed and dislocated…
His face was swollen beyond recognition with nearly shut eyes, split lips and missing teeth.
Tears streamed endlessly down his face, mixing with blood and snot as his body trembled uncontrollably.
“Th-thank you… th-thank you… thank you…” he whimpered in agony and desperation while West calmly moved in front of him, methodically packing.
Large duffel bags filled with cash vanished one after another into his inventory as he touched them.
“Keep thanking me,” West said lightly.
Viktor sobbed harder; “Th-thank you for breaking my hands… th-thank you for my legs… th-thank you… thank you…”
His voice cracked, completely broken mentally.
“You’re welcome,” West chuckled softly.
He zipped another bag, then glanced around the room, spotting more valuables with tech crates, sealed containers and strange materials.
All of it disappeared into his inventory.
“Thank you for the money,” West continued casually. “Thank you for the tech supply… materials… resources…”
He stepped closer to Viktor and crouched slightly.
“And most importantly—”
He tapped Viktor’s swollen cheek twice.
“Thank you for teaching me a good lesson.”
Viktor flinched violently at the touch while West’s smile deepened slightly.
“This could have all been avoided,” he said. “If you had just cooperated.”
He stood back up, stretching his neck slightly.
“But you didn’t.”
He turned and began walking away before pausing.
“Oh—and don’t worry.”
He glanced back over his shoulder.
“I’ll come back another time.”
Viktor’s body trembled uncontrollably.
“To collect more.”
Footsteps echoed as West walked out through the destroyed wall.
Behind him, the silence was only broken by the quiet, pitiful sobbing of a man who had just lost everything.
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…
West stepped outside the warehouse with his phone held up slightly.
He could see missed calls from Lianhua and a message that said ’you’re running late’.
West checked the time and it was already past noon. There was no way he could head there today anymore but nonetheless, he dialed her number.
It rang twice before she picked up.
“Smith? Hey, I was wondering where you were,” Her voice sounded a bit husky, like she’d been running or something as she spoke.
“Hey, Lianhua. I’m so sorry I wasn’t able to make it today—something came up unexpectedly. It’s Wednesday, right? I’ll definitely be there on Friday, promise.”
There was a pause, and he could hear her breathing turn a little uneven, almost labored. “No problem at all,” words tumbled out a touch too quickly as she replied.
West frowned while leaning against the wall. “You sound a bit out of breath—are you okay?”
“I’m fine, really,” she assured him despite her voice wavering just slightly. “Just… finishing up some yoga. I’ll see you on Friday, right?”
“Certainly. And again, I apologize for not showing up today. I’ll make it up to you.”
A soft chuckle escaped her lips. “I’m sure you will.”
The line went dead, and West pocketed his phone as he headed back to his apartment, but across the city, in the spacious master bedroom of her home, Lianhua ended the call with trembling fingers.
She lay spread out on the large matrimonial bed with the silk sheets rumpled beneath her. Her elegant blouse was unbuttoned just enough to expose the lace edge of her bra and her skirt was hiked up around her hips.
Her thighs parted as her hand rested between them, pressing her fingers firmly against the damp fabric of her panties.
Her heart raced from the sound of his voice alone, sending fresh heat pooling in between her legs.
She couldn’t stop the memories flooded back unbidden… West pinning Mei against the wall… his powerful hips slamming forward… his cock stretching her daughter’s tight pussy with ruthless thrusts… Mei’s cries echoing and her body bouncing helplessly as he lifted and dropped her onto his thick length… cum spilling out in hot trails down her thighs.
