Cheat Awakening

"Aisha, stop it! This joke isn't funny anymore. Also, you should take a break now, you've been riding me for the past half hour, aren't you satisfied yet? Just look at yourself you are looking like you have been fighting for the entire day and night, and might collapse at any moment. Please, honey, listen, untie me, so I can recover your stamina."

Myne, feeling cheated by Aisha and forced to eat his own bitter medicine, pleaded with a helpless expression, however, his eyes were still glued to her milky mountains which bounced in front of his eyes nonstop, inviting him to eat them but sadly they were completely out of his reach.

He was currently tied spread-eagle to the bed with handcuffs, while Aisha panting heavily slammed her buttocks on his balls and his dick kissed her womb nonstop, panting heavily. The sounds of water splashing were audible, and the mixture of their fluids was like a river gushing out of her love cave.

With Myne's current strength, breaking free from the fun toy handcuffs wouldn't be a problem, however, to avoid ruining the essence of the game, he didn't dare to do it. He worried that if he did that, Aisha would also do it next time, and that wasn't something he wanted, at least not before he saw her in his current position once.

"Haah... Haah, alright... But let me finish...ammm~" Aisha muttered with great difficulty before collapsing on Myne's chest completely out of breath, but her hips still moving rapidly. She reached up to grab his face, leaned in slightly, and sealed their lips with a kiss.

Aisha's extremely wet tongue slid into Myne's mouth and soon a fierce battle took place there.

"Mmm, I..."

Myne, on the verge of climax, wanted to ask Aisha to move faster. However, with his head held captive and her mischievous tongue tormenting him, he couldn't speak. Seconds later, with a regretful groan, he erupted within her.

CLICK!

CLICK!

"Boss! Come here, I found something!"

Just as Myne and Aisha finished their activities and were resting, a sudden sound of someone trying to open the door and a stranger's voice jolted them awake. They exchanged glances, realizing their target had finally arrived.

Without waiting for a reminder, Aisha, despite being utterly exhausted (since Myne was tied and couldn't use his stamina-recovery magic), untied the handcuffs from his wrists.

For the past half hour, she had been relying entirely on her own stamina, which was already depleted half after a few dozen rounds, if not for the fact that she wanted to give Myne a wonderful memory she might have already given up.

"That was incredible, honey. No one can take your place in my life thanks for your hard work," Myne after freeing himself, said with a smile and gave her a lovely kiss on her forehead. He then immediately cast a stamina-recovery spell on Aisha several times, restoring her energy fully and she can stand on her own feet, before untying the handcuffs from his ankles and climbing off the bed.

Because Aisha already knew that her underwear would be going to become dirty, she had already prepared another set. So, she didn't ask for her dirty and wet panties and bra from Myne. Instead, she retrieved her bag from him and began changing with him

While Myne and Aisha prepared themselves, outside their room, five strong-looking black men each one with a different and unique look than others, muscular builds, but wearing worn torn clothes, gathered together and surrounded a not-so-good-looking teenager.

"Lokka, what did you find?" Asked a middle-aged black man who appeared to be the leader of this small gang. He had an ugly face, which could scare children to death if they accidentally saw him in the middle of the night, wore a long sword strapped to his back and had a scarf wrapped around his forehead. His expression was serious as if he was going to war.

"Boss, I think those mother and daughter are hiding in this room. I just heard their moans a moment ago. The old lady's probably crying in pain again because of her illness. Also, the door is locked from the inside," Reported the teenager excitedly, who seemed to know very well what would happen next, and couldn't want to become part of it.

His attire was unusual; he wore oversized clothes and ill-fitting pants that threatened to fall down at any moment because of which he had to hold it with one hand the entire time.

"I see. Good work... Nethan! Open the door," Let's see how long those two b*tches can hide from us," The Boss said aggressively, a grimace twisting his features as if remembering an extremely unpleasant memory. He stepped aside for Nethan, who resembled a more human-like version of a hippopotamus. Except hippos are more handsome than him

Hearing his Boss's order, Nethan nodded his chubby head. After taking a few steps back, he inhaled deeply, charged towards the door exactly like a hippopotamus, and slammed his body hard into it with force.

However thanks to Myne's earlier preparation, the expected outcome like door falling on the ground or smashing into pieces didn't occur. Instead, Nethan fell to the ground, clutching his shoulder and crying out in pain. He finally understood that being overweight didn't necessarily translate to strength.

"Nethan, my little brother are you alright?" Another black man with a long beard but a bald head hurriedly ran toward fatty Nethan, seeing him sprawled on the floor in pain. His voice was filled with concern and worry.

"I'm okay, brother, it just hurts a lot. I'm afraid I can't use this hand anymore. Now I am completely useless, you have to do everything alone. Please take good care of our ill mother on my behalf. I let her expectations down, I'm a such terrible son..."

"No, little brother, please don't say that! How can I face our mother if something happens to you? Don't close your eyes, listen to me, Brother!" The bald man let out a heart-wrenching cry as if he had truly lost a loved one. Seeing the brothers' performance, the other gang members' mouths couldn't help but twist in embarrassment.

"Boss, how'd it go? Did it have any effect?" Nethan peeked open one eye after a few seconds of silence and asked curiously. However, seeing the dark lines on his boss's face, he hurriedly stood up and stepped aside without further drama.

"Sorry, Boss. It seems like those two women won't be swayed by our emotional attack. I didn't expect them to be so heartless," The bald man apologised angrily. Seeing their innocence even Boss fall into a daze, wondering what words he used to scold them.

"Sigh, though I didn't want to make a big noise, alas, there is no other option," The Boss said with a helpless expression. Hoping it wouldn't attract unwanted attention, he approached the door. Raising his right fist, now glowing with a bubble of soft light, he exhaled and punched the door with his all strength.
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Myne and Aisha, who were lying on the bed fully dressed, listening to the people outside conversing and casually making jokes while waiting for them to open the door, suddenly, a sharp premonition struck them both. A sense of danger emanated from beyond the door.

Taking no chances, Myne quickly cast Rock Skin, Iron Wall, and Defense Rise on himself before pulling Aisha into a protective embrace. A deafening boom erupted, shaking the entire house to its core. The vibrations were so intense that everyone outside, even the Boss, momentarily feared the structure might collapse and they all would be buried alive.

Thankfully, the house held, though the door to Gwen's room, along with the two-meter-tall rock placed by Myne and the entire connected wall, shattered into pieces.

"As expected of the Boss," Lokka, a skilled bootlicker, immediately showered the Boss with compliments seeing his house smashing power. "You're still as powerful as hell!"

The boss, on the other hand, a pure down-to-earth person, didn't care about those praises at all. After putting his now half-disabled bloody hand into his pocket under the cover of the dust cloud, he casually nodded while gritting his teeth and silently endured unimaginable pain coming from his hand.

This is the price of using power and being cool, which is not cheap at all, but sadly, poor people didn't have the right to choose.

"Jemmy, Yang Su, scout the area and see if anyone noticed our movement or not. It would be a pain in the ass if soldiers come here to check it. Don't forget the old woman living here had many connections among higher-ups of the military. She certainly put her beauty to good use in her younger days," the Boss ordered seriously, fanning his hand to clear the dust swirling in front of his eyes.

Two random members with minor roles in the gang, proper handymen or cannon fodder, innocently nodded and quickly ran back to the kitchen to go out of the house and carry out their tasks seriously.

"Cough! Cough! Myne, can't you do anything about this dust cloud? I can't breathe properly."

Just as the remaining member of the gang were planning to move inside the room and cough their prey, one to fill their pockets and one to warm their beds, a feminine voice made them look up. However, her words only added to their confusion.

After all, no matter from which angle they think, Myne doesn't sound like a female name and the problem lay here because, according to their months of observation and preparation, there shouldn't be any males in this house at all.

"Sorry, honey. I got a little distracted," A calm male voice followed, forcing the gang to accept reality. A strong gust of wind then blew on their faces, clearing the dust cloud and revealing everything in sharp detail.

"Oh my, Aisha, honey, looks, we have company tonight..."