Li Meiying screamed in agony as Wang Jian's cock pierced her virginity, her body resisting his brutal onslaught. But Wang Jian was relentless, his hands gripping her hips tightly, pushing her down onto his cock.

With each thrust, he ground his hips against hers, his teeth gritted in a twisted mix of pleasure and cruelty.

Li Meiying's eyes rolled back in her head, her body trembling with the force of his assault. Tears streamed down her face as she felt her innocence being taken from her, her body being used for his depraved desires.

Wang Jian's hands roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts roughly, pinching her nipples until they stood erect. He slapped her ass hard, leaving red marks on her pale skin.

Li Meiying whimpered, her body shaking with each strike.

And then, without warning, Wang Jian pulled out of her, only to thrust back in with renewed fury. Li Meiying cried out, her body unable to withstand the onslaught. But Wang Jian didn't care. He was determined to take everything from her, to leave her broken and used up.

As he continued to pound into her, Li Meiying felt a strange sensation building inside her. It started as a tingle, then grew into a burning ache. She tried to push him away, but he only laughed, his breath hot against her ear.

And then, without warning, Li Meiying climaxed. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before - a wave of intense pleasure that seemed to consume her entire being.

Wang Jian grunted, his body tense as he felt her walls clench around him.

He kept thrusting, his eyes dark with lust as he watched her face contort in ecstasy.

Finally, with a groan, Wang Jian came inside her, his body shuddering with release. He pulled out of her, leaving her slick with his seed.

Li Meiying lay there, panting heavily, her body aching from the brutal encounter. She looked up at Wang Jian, her eyes filled with hate and fear.

Ming Chenxi's heart pounded in her chest as she watched Wang Jian approach her, his eyes burning with lust. She tried to scramble away, but the tendrils of black energy held her fast.

"No," she whispered, her voice shaking. "Please, don't do this."

Wang Jian ignored her pleas, his hands moving to her hips. He forced her legs apart, revealing her trembling pussy to him. His cock, still glistening with Li Meiying's blood, brushed against her wetness.

Ming Chenxi gasped as she felt his touch. The sensation was different from Li Meiying's; rougher, more brutal. Wang Jian's fingers dug into her flesh, leaving bruises on her hips and thighs.

With a forceful thrust, he entered her, the pain causing her to cry out. But he didn't stop, his hips moving against hers in a steady rhythm. Ming Chenxi's body felt like it was on fire, her breasts and buttocks aching from his rough treatment.

Wang Jian's hands roamed over her body, pinching her nipples and squeezing her breasts. Ming Chenxi couldn't help but arch her back, the sensation too intense to ignore. But still, she fought against him, trying to resist the onslaught of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her.

As he moved faster, Ming Chenxi felt herself being drawn deeper into the abyss. Her body trembled, her mind spinning. She couldn't believe how good it felt, how much she was enjoying this.

And then, without warning, she climaxed. Her entire body convulsed, every muscle tensed as she experienced an intense wave of pleasure. Wang Jian grunted, his own release following soon after.

For a moment, there was silence in the room. Then, Wang Jian withdrew from Ming Chenxi, his cock slippery with their combined fluids. He stood up, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

Ming Chenxi lay on the floor, her body trembling. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She had been completely violated and actually felt pleasure in that violation!

Next, Wang Jian stared down at Yue Xianhua's curled up form, his eyes gleaming with lust. She was so small and delicate, her body so soft and pliable. He couldn't wait to use her up, to take her over and over again until she was nothing but a shell of her former self.

He grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back to expose her neck. "Look at me," he growled, his voice rough with desire. Yue Xianhua whimpered, her eyes wide with fear. But she couldn't look away from his gaze, transfixed by the power and dominance emanating from him.

Wang Jian pulled her up to her feet, his hands gripping her hips tightly. He lifted her up, forcing her legs to wrap around his waist. Her soft, supple body pressed against his hard chest, her breasts mashed against his chest. He could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short, quick gasps.

He lowered her back down onto the bed, his cock already hard and throbbing against her wetness.

Without hesitation, he thrust into her, filling her up with his thick length. Yue Xianhua cried out in pain, her body protesting the invasion. But Wang Jian didn't care. He continued to pound into her, his hips slamming against hers in a brutal rhythm.

Yue Xianhua's body shook with each thrust, her eyes rolling back in her head. Wang Jian reached down, grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking her head back. He pulled her up, forcing her to look at him as he continued to ravage her body.

His hand came down hard on her ass, leaving a red handprint. Yue Xianhua let out a muffled scream, her body trembling with fear and pain. But Wang Jian didn't stop. He spanked her again and again, each slap echoing through the room.

Yue Xianhua's body began to respond to the pain, her muscles tensing and her breath quickening. Wang Jian could feel her arousal growing, her pussy clenching around his cock.

He could feel her hips rising to meet each thrust, her body starting to find pleasure in the pain he was inflicting on her.

He reached down, taking one of her breasts in his hand. He squeezed it hard, the flesh yielding to his grip. Yue Xianhua let out a muffled cry as he pinched her nipple, twisting it between his fingers.

Her body started to shake, her climax approaching. Wang Jian could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her muscles contracting in time with his thrusts. He increased his pace, his hips slamming into hers with brutal force.

Yue Xianhua's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth opening in a silent scream. Her body convulsed, her orgasm washing over her in waves of pleasure. Wang Jian let out a roar, his own climax approaching. He pumped his cock into her one last time, his seed spilling into her waiting womb.

He pulled out of her, his cock still throbbing with pleasure. Yue Xianhua collapsed onto the bed, her body trembling with aftershocks of her orgasm. Wang Jian stood over her, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

He turned to the other two women, Li Meiying and Ming Chenxi, his cock still hard and ready for more. "Now it's time for more rounds," he growled, his voice dark and menacing.

As the night wore on, Wang Jian continued to take turns with the three women, using them in every way imaginable. He raped them in various positions, including doggy style, missionary, and even standing up against the wall. He took turns fucking them in the ass, making them scream in pain and pleasure.

He also enjoyed a blowjob from each one of them, forcing them to swallow his cum as he came inside their mouths. The three women, now completely broken and submissive, obeyed his every command. They moaned and groaned with each thrust, their bodies aching from the constant abuse.

Wang Jian reveled in their submission, his sadistic nature coming to the forefront. He spanked their asses, pinched their nipples, and even bit them hard enough to draw blood. But despite the pain, the women found themselves aroused by it all. They couldn't help but crave more of his brutality, more of his domination.

The night wore on, and Wang Jian continued his depraved orgy. He fucked them until they were too tired to move, their bodies covered in sweat and cum. But even then, he wasn't finished. He pulled out his cock, still hard and throbbing, and forced them to suck on it one last time.

As the sun began to rise, Wang Jian finally collapsed onto the bed, exhausted from his night of debauchery. The three women lay beside him, their bodies bruised and battered, but their minds filled with the memories of their submission to him. They knew that they would never be the same again, that they had been forever changed by his brutal dominance.

And as they drifted off to sleep, they could only hope that he would return for more. For they had become addicted to his cruelty, and they craved it like a drug.