Reincarned with a deities Harem (Tome 1)

Mylène's past: an unbearable humiliation.

Mylène heard this sentence from afar before being violently attacked by her husband.  The latter entered her without any other form of delicacy, tearing each membrane of Mylène's still virgin pussy.  This brought a cry of pain and despair from him that echoed throughout the room and beyond the corridor.

Spasms of pain ran through her body and she closed her eyes with only one thought in mind...she wanted to pass out so she wouldn't feel so much pain, it was truly awful.

The count smiled, it was so tight and the feeling of his young wife's walls made him feel like he was going to be emasculated because she was squeezing his cock so tightly...marrying her wouldn't be a loss actually.

He pulled his cock completely out of Mylène before entering violently inside, finding himself inside her again but with more force, a more bestial force than the first time he penetrated her...it was really  enjoyable for him.

He took Mylène's limp, languid body and supported it at hip level, placing himself on his knees as he began to pound violently against her pussy, Mylène's moans of pain rocking his ears...it was really  what he liked.

He fucked her like this for long minutes before turning her over, throwing her on her stomach.  He spread her legs from behind and raised his pelvis slightly, thrusting himself into the girl again drawing another cry of pain from her but that didn't stop him as he continued to strike.

He saw Mylène's anus throbbing and an idea came to him.  He looked around, finding his cane in the distance.  He reached out to take it and grabbed it in a way to use it well for what was to follow, he inserted it into Mylène's ass making her cry out in pain.  However, he continued to hit her pussy and move his cane back and forth in the girl's anus.

He withdrew from the pussy and throwing the stick away, he pushed his cock completely into the girl's anus.  The latter contracted in the face of so much pain, her frail shoulders beginning to tremble feverishly.

She continued to cry because she doesn't know how long and finally she felt her husband's body leave hers and he stood up.

The last image Mylène had of that evening was her husband on top of her pouring a hot, thick liquid over her body and going on the bed to lie down.

The next morning, she was still on the carpet on the floor, her whole body aching; it was impossible for her to make a movement otherwise she would be seized by violent muscle spasms that made her want to scream and cry.

Her whole body was an ode to pain and she couldn't even speak because her throat was so sore.  She knew it was painful to see, she didn't need to get up to see it.  It was enough to feel it to know that her husband had ruined her and she surely no longer looked like anything if indeed she ever did.

She was cold, that was normal, she tried to ignore the pain in her body and crawled trying to reach the bed but it was a waste since it seemed so far away.

She glanced outside and saw the sun well at its peak and turning onto her back she could see that she was alone in the room, the count had probably already gone out.

She heard the door open and to her greatest misfortune, Frederik had entered to find her in this deplorable state, naked in the middle of the room, semen all over her body and bruises to name but a few leaving her eye.  down to his stomach.  Not to mention the blood that had dried between her thighs and on the carpet.

She was really ashamed but she was surprised by the look of contempt that Frederik gave her.  But there was also a sparkle in his eyes that she couldn't identify.  Everything his instincts told him was that this outburst didn't bode well.
Frédérik headed towards his father's office taking out some documents before stopping and staring at her with an insulting look.

“Such a spectacle is disgusting…”

He twisted his mouth before smiling surprisingly, then he walked out, closing the door behind him.

Mylène was wide-eyed... what had she done in the world that even the man she thought was the best in the world had treated her so badly?

She started crying again and finally some servants came to take care of her, complaining that she was so miserable.