Day Two - Adaptation
She woke to pain.
Not from injury—her cultivation had healed most of the minor tears and bruises.
But from his cock entering her pussy again.
"Aahhh—?!" Her eyes flew open, finding him above her, already thrusting. "Wh—when did you—?"
"You've been asleep for six hours," he said. "That's enough. Time to continue."
"But I'm still—hnnngh—!! Tired—!!"
"Your body isn't tired," he corrected. "Check your cultivation. You advanced three layers yesterday. Your stamina is much higher now."
And he was right. Despite feeling mentally exhausted, her body responded to his movements with renewed energy, pussy clenching around him, hips tilting up unconsciously to take him deeper.
"No—" she protested weakly. "I don't want—"
But her body betrayed her, and he smiled knowingly.
"Your body knows what it needs," he said. "Stop fighting it."
And he fucked her.
Day two was somehow worse than day one.
