Lust System: I will Cuck Everyone

The afternoon sun violently pierced through the closed blinds of the private hospital office, as Rick did not even bother knocking, simply pushing the heavy wooden door open and locking it with a sharp, echoing click, completely ignoring the sterile medical environment.

Dr. Elena Vance, the highly respected, untouchable Ice Queen of the surgical department, was already waiting for him, as she stood bent entirely over her massive mahogany desk, her breathing heavy and ragged.

She had completely abandoned her strict, professional persona, as her crisp white lab coat was carelessly pushed off her shoulders, while her dark pencil skirt was aggressively hiked all the way up to her waist, heavily exposing her thick, pale thighs and her completely bare, dripping wet entrance, since she had already ripped her own panties off in pure, desperate anticipation.

"You called me all the way down here in the middle of my shift, Doc," Rick mocked crudely, his deep voice carrying a dark, lethal dominance as he slowly unbuckled his dark jeans, completely enjoying the sight of the elite surgeon acting like a desperate slut in heat. "Did you really need a medical consultation, or were you just starving for a real man to wreck you again?"

"Rick... please..." Elena whimpered pathetically, her ice-blue eyes completely hazy with burning, undeniable lust, as she arched her spine violently to present her wide hips directly toward him. "I couldn’t focus on my patients... I couldn’t stop thinking about what you did to me last night... I just need you to destroy me right now..."

Rick let out a wicked, highly villainous laugh, as he stepped directly behind her and aggressively grabbed a thick, brutal handful of her dark hair, violently yanking her head back while his other hand ruthlessly grabbed her wide, pale hips.

Without a single second of hesitation or gentle foreplay, Rick forcefully buried his heavy, rock-hard cock entirely deep inside her soaking wet cunt in one brutal, merciless thrust, completely bottoming out against her quivering womb.

"SCREEEEAAAM!" Elena let out a massive, deafening shriek of pure, heaven-defying ecstasy, as her manicured fingernails dug aggressively into the polished mahogany desk, completely uncaring if anyone in the hospital hallway could hear her degrading screams.

"You are such a dirty, addicted little bitch," Rick growled aggressively, as he instantly established a fast, ruthless, jackhammering pace, completely pulling his hips back before violently slamming his groin directly against her plump ass cheeks over and over again.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The loud, wet, violently explicit sounds of flesh slapping against flesh aggressively echoed through the private office, as the heavy desk shook and rattled dangerously under the sheer, monstrous force of his system-enhanced thrusts.

"Yes! Wreck me! I am your bitch!" Elena sobbed loudly, as tears of pure, unadulterated pleasure streamed down her flushed cheeks, completely addicted to the raw, unfiltered degradation, because the suffocating alpha violence he was radiating was entirely destroying her logical reasoning.

Rick aggressively reached around her waist, heavily grabbing her massive, heaving breasts right through her silk blouse, kneading the soft flesh with zero mercy, as he drove himself as deep as absolutely possible, completely refusing to pull out.

"Rick! I am cumming! I am cumming so hard!" Elena shrieked hysterically, as her entire body began to shake uncontrollably, her inner walls clamping down with a terrifying, vice-like grip.

"Take my seed, you desperate slut," Rick roared ruthlessly, matching her timing perfectly, as he violently shot his hot, heavy, sticky load directly deep inside her convulsing, thoroughly wrecked womb, completely filling her to the absolute brim.

Elena’s arms completely gave out from the sheer physical exhaustion, as she collapsed heavily against the desk, panting rapidly like a dying fish, while absolute, warm satisfaction washed over her entire body, leaving her completely enslaved to his heaven-defying dominance.

Twenty minutes later, Elena had finally managed to clean herself up, as she smoothed down her dark pencil skirt and adjusted her white lab coat, though her face was still flushed a deep, beautiful shade of crimson red, and her inner thighs were trembling violently with every single step she took.

"I have to attend a mandatory, high-society medical gathering at the Azure Country Club right now," Elena whispered softly, clinging tightly to Rick’s muscular arm like an obedient, domesticated pet, as she looked up at him with pure devotion. "My senior colleagues are incredibly annoying and snobbish, so please come with me as my date, because I want everyone to know that I belong to you."

Rick let out a dark, arrogant smirk, completely amused by her desperate need to show off her new alpha master, as he casually adjusted his plain, fitted black t-shirt and nodded his head, fully intending to go farm some easy face-slapping points from a bunch of arrogant frogs in a well.

An hour later, they arrived at the ultra-luxury Azure Country Club, as the sprawling, manicured lawns and massive outdoor patios were completely filled with the absolute highest echelon of the city’s medical elite, all wearing expensive designer suits and sipping premium champagne.

Rick had casually walked over to the open bar to grab a drink, completely ignoring the judgmental stares of the wealthy snobs who were actively turning their noses up at his casual dark jeans and fitted black shirt, leaving Elena sitting alone at a high-end glass table for just a few minutes.

But the absolute second Rick walked away, a tall, balding man in his late forties, wearing a ridiculously flashy, heavily tailored Italian suit and a thick gold Rolex, aggressively marched directly over to Elena’s table.

This was Dr. Sterling, an incredibly wealthy, highly arrogant senior cardiovascular surgeon who had been desperately trying to court Elena for the past five years, and whose massive ego was currently burning with pure, venomous jealousy.

"Elena, darling," Dr. Sterling sneered loudly, his voice carrying an obnoxious, patronizing tone that instantly drew the attention of the surrounding elite doctors, "I heard the ridiculous rumors that you completely cancelled your high-society wedding, but I absolutely refused to believe that you downgraded to dating a lowly kitchen cook."

Elena’s ice-blue eyes instantly turned freezing cold, as she glared at the arrogant senior surgeon with absolute disgust, completely offended that this pathetic insect dared to insult her heaven-defying master.

"My personal life is absolutely none of your business, Dr. Sterling," Elena stated flatly, crossing her arms beneath her heavy breasts, entirely wishing Rick would come back and violently snap the man’s neck.

"A surgeon of your caliber dating a guy who chops onions for a living?" Dr. Sterling laughed maliciously, puffing out his chest as several of his sycophantic junior doctors chuckled along with him. "You should be with a man of real status and immense wealth, Elena. I just made exactly ten million dollars in the stock market this morning, and I drove my brand-new, five-million-dollar red Ferrari right up to the valet stand today, so why don’t you ditch the fry-cook and let me show you what a real alpha looks like?"

Before Elena could furiously completely shut him down, a deep, heavily oppressive voice suddenly echoed from right behind Dr. Sterling, instantly making the temperature on the sunlit patio violently drop to freezing levels.

"You talk a lot of shit for a pathetic old man with a receding hairline," Rick stated lazily, as he casually strolled back to the table, holding two glasses of champagne, his dark, deadpan eyes completely locking onto the senior surgeon with the suffocating aura of a true apex predator.

Elena’s face instantly lit up with pure, unadulterated joy, as she completely ignored the wealthy crowd, practically jumping out of her chair and running directly to Rick’s side, wrapping her arms tightly around his broad bicep and pressing her heavy breasts against his arm.

Dr. Sterling’s face turned a violent shade of crimson red, as his fragile ego was completely shattered by the blatant disrespect from a man wearing a plain t-shirt, entirely failing to see Mount Tai looming directly over his head.

"So this is the glorified fry-cook?" Dr. Sterling sneered aggressively, as he looked Rick up and down with absolute, unfiltered disdain, completely trying to assert his fake dominance in front of the medical elites.

Dr. Sterling arrogantly reached into his expensive suit jacket, pulling out a crisp hundred-dollar bill, and violently flicked it directly onto the glass table right in front of Rick.

"Here you go, boy," Dr. Sterling mocked loudly, as his lackeys burst into sycophantic laughter, "Why don’t you make yourself useful and fetch us another bottle of premium champagne? Keep the change, because I know you kitchen rats desperately need the extra tips to survive."

Rick did not get angry, nor did he yell, as a highly villainous, deadpan smirk completely stretched across his face, but right as he opened his mouth to verbally destroy the arrogant frog, a sharp, mechanical chime violently echoed directly inside his skull.

[Ding!]

[Quest Triggered: The Culinary Emperor’s Chariot!]

[Objective: A true master of the culinary world commands absolute, heaven-defying awe wherever he goes! Completely crush the fragile egos of these pathetic medical elites and prove your absolute superiority!]

[Rewards: +2000 Mischief Points, Master-Level Hypercar Driving Skills, & Instant Ownership of a $30,000,000 Koenigsegg Gemera (Matte-Carbon Edition)!]