Apologised with her body

Ningguang’s confident smile didn’t last long.

The moment Aether accepted her offer and pushed her down onto the large, luxurious table in the center of the audience hall, the proud Tianquan realized she had severely underestimated him.

At first, she tried to take control.

She used every refined technique she had learned from countless forbidden books — perfect tongue work, skilled hip movements, elegant dirty talk. Her body was flawless: soft where it should be, tight where it mattered, and dripping with expensive perfume. She rode him with graceful precision, breasts bouncing elegantly as she murmured, “Allow this humble Tianquan to serve you properly…”

For a few minutes, even Rosaria watching from the side looked mildly impressed.

But then Aether took over.

He flipped her onto her back, pinned her wrists above her head, and started fucking her with the same brutal, overwhelming force he had used on Eula and Rosaria. Ningguang’s golden eyes widened in shock.

“W-wait— ahhn—!! That’s— too deep—!!”

Her perfect techniques crumbled instantly. She had read thousands of books on how to please a man, but she had almost no real experience with being used. No one had ever dared to be rough with the Tianquan. No one had ever treated her like a common whore.

Aether treated her exactly like that.

He pounded her mercilessly, slamming into her tight, aristocratic pussy with deep, punishing strokes. Every thrust made her perfect breasts jiggle wildly. Her elegant moans quickly turned into broken, shameless screams.

“F-fuck—! Slow down— I’m the Tianquan— I— haaaahh!!”

Her body was honest in the most humiliating way. She came within the first two minutes — hard — her pussy gushing around him as her eyes rolled back. She kept cumming, over and over, each orgasm stronger than the last. The woman who ruled Liyue was reduced to a drooling, squirting mess in under ten minutes.

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Rosaria leaned against a pillar, smoking with a wicked grin. “Look at that. Miss Perfect is already breaking. Pathetic.”

Ningguang tried to maintain some dignity, gasping between moans, “I… I can handle— nngh— more than this—!”

But she couldn’t.

Aether folded her in half and railed her even harder, flooding her womb with the first of many thick creampies. Ningguang let out an undignified wail as her belly swelled slightly, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

By the time he had pumped his third load into her, the proud Tianquan was completely broken.

She was babbling, tears of overwhelming pleasure running down her cheeks, makeup ruined.

“Please— please— I’m your bitch— I’m your bitch—!! Use this worthless Tianquan however you want—!! Fill me— breed me—!!”

Her once-elegant voice was hoarse and slutty. Her perfect techniques were long forgotten. All that remained was a needy, cock-drunk noblewoman getting absolutely ruined in front of her own guards and her new companion.

Rosaria laughed lowly as she watched Ningguang cum again, tongue hanging out.

“Looks like even the richest woman in Liyue becomes a simple breeding sow once you get going.”

Aether finally pulled out, leaving Ningguang sprawled on the table like a used toy — legs spread, cum pouring out of her gaping pussy, belly swollen, eyes glassy with mindless bliss.

The Tianquan could barely speak. She just whimpered softly, reaching out weakly to touch Aether’s thigh like she was afraid he would leave her like this.

“…Stay…” she whispered hoarsely, pride completely shattered. “The Jade Chamber is yours… I’m yours…”

Rosaria exhaled a plume of smoke, smirking at Aether.

“Congratulations. You just made the most powerful woman in Liyue your personal cumdump. What now, Traveler?”

Ningguang lay there twitching, thoroughly claimed, waiting desperately for his next command.