When the training ground finally emptied, Caitlin didn't move.
Small against the open field, she looked almost breakable.
Only Metagross remained at her side, watching its Trainer with confusion and worry.
Caitlin's head dipped slightly, long golden hair spilling forward. Shadows veiled her face, hiding her expression.
"Do you crave power?"
Damian's whisper echoed in her ear, as if he were standing right beside her.
Caitlin bit down on her lip. Her fair right hand clenched, as though crushing something in her palm.
"Come and see the dark side of the world, Miss Caitlin. There, you'll grow faster than anywhere else—and say goodbye to the weak you."
"If you've made up your mind, contact me. I'll be waiting."
Damian had placed a silver badge in her hand, his crimson eyes reflecting her delicate features.
"Together, we'll make this world acknowledge our perfection. We'll make everyone tremble before us!"
"Team Rocket…"
Caitlin drew a slow breath. Her palm trembled as she opened it, staring at the polished silver "R" insignia.
The silver R—Team Rocket of the Kanto Region. Damian… was actually a member of Team Rocket.
Caitlin never would have imagined that someone like her would one day receive an invitation from Team Rocket.
But Team Rocket… was a criminal syndicate.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Her phone rang, sharp and sudden, snapping her back to the present.
She took it out and glanced at the caller ID, her teeth catching her lower lip.
Then she answered.
"Caitlin."
"Cynthia."
"I've already spoken with the League," Cynthia said. "In two weeks—if you can keep your emotions in check—they'll lift the ban."
"Is that so…"
Caitlin lowered her head again, the curtain of her hair hiding half her face.
If the ban was lifted, she could travel and train like any other Trainer.
She should have been happy. It was what she'd wanted all along.
But…
"It was my right in the first place."
Her voice was low, almost flat. The freedom to battle… had always been hers by right.
And she still had to wait two more weeks. Two weeks of observation—like a monster under watch, to see whether it was still a threat.
"Caitlin? What did you say? I didn't catch that."
Cynthia sounded uncertain, as if she'd heard a fragment but couldn't be sure.
"It's nothing. Thank you, Cynthia," Caitlin said, offering the elegant smile she'd perfected over the years.
"It's what I should do," Cynthia replied. "When are you coming back to the Sinnoh Region?" Her concern was unmistakable.
"I won't be coming back for a while. I want to train out here. Cynthia… I'm going to become much stronger."
Caitlin lifted her gaze toward the distant sky.
She was no longer a caged bird. She'd already left Sinnoh behind.
"Mm. I know you can," Cynthia said, instinctively supporting her—never doubting Caitlin's talent.
But the old Caitlin would never have said those words.
"Caitlin… you sound different today."
After a brief hesitation, Cynthia voiced what she'd been thinking. Different—too different.
"I've made a decision," Caitlin said softly. "Damian was right. I'm not a monster, and I've done nothing wrong. They just can't understand. I'm someone the world cherishes—someone far more perfect than they are."
Caitlin smiled—a faint, flawless curve of her lips. Elegant. Lovely.
"Caitlin?" Cynthia froze, a bad feeling rising in her chest. And… who was Damian?
"What are you talking about?"
"Cynthia, you once told me: 'Chasing everything is the beginning of unhappiness. What matters is knowing that while there are things you can't do, there are also things you can.'"
Caitlin spoke slowly as she walked toward her villa with measured grace. Metagross floated after her, silent and watchful.
Dusk stretched their shadows long across the ground.
"So tell me," Caitlin continued, her voice calm through the phone, "what is it that I can do?"
"I've always envied you, Cynthia—how perfect you are."
"Caitlin… please come back to the Sinnoh Region first, okay?" Cynthia pleaded. "Whatever's going on, I'll help you."
"My past self was pathetic," Caitlin said, not answering directly. "I couldn't control my own power. I was banned from battles. No matter how hard I tried, I could never catch up to you… and I doubted myself every step of the way."
She kept speaking, as if she couldn't stop.
"But it shouldn't be that way. I've made my resolve."
She reached the front of her villa. Shadow crawled up her figure until it swallowed her completely.
"The old, weak me is dead," Caitlin said. "Starting today."
"Cynthia… just watch. I will become strong."
…
"Family, the League, power, prejudice, friends, pride…" Damian lounged back on the sofa, amused. "With the right nudge, all of it is enough to reshape a person."
Replaying the earlier scene, he couldn't help but smile. His luck really was extraordinary.
Caitlin… don't disappoint me.
"Did something good happen, Master?" Domino asked.
Dressed in a fitted women's suit, she massaged Damian's shoulders, curiosity in her voice.
"Too early to tell," Damian said lightly. "How's the intel coming along?"
Domino let out a small gasp as Damian pulled her onto his lap, grinning as if nothing were out of place.
Caitlin's matter wasn't settled yet. Damian didn't think it would go wrong—but he preferred to wait and see.
"Team Skull's base has been fully confirmed," Domino reported, pressing her hands over Damian's, which had drifted to her breasts, and giving him a playful yet warning look.
"That's enough. What about Proton's side?"
Damian wasn't surprised. Domino's intelligence work was impeccable—she wouldn't be one of Team Rocket's top agents otherwise.
"Mmm… according to Master Proton, it's not going smoothly," Domino said, a faint flush rising as Damian began squeezing her breasts again.
"The local real estate developers aren't willing to sell to us, even after he raised the offer."
"Exclusionary, huh? That is troublesome."
Damian fell silent for a moment. In the end, they were outsiders. Buying a little property was one thing—buying land in bulk was another. Local resistance was inevitable.
"Set it aside for now," he decided. "Tomorrow, have Proton bring some men. We're going to pay Team Skull a visit."
Damian wasn't in a hurry. There would always be a way.
As for right now…
He glanced down at Domino in his arms, the corners of his mouth lifting.
"Come... let me see," Damian said, his voice making Domino's stomach knot with anticipation.
He got up from the sofa and walked toward the bedroom with absolute calmness. Domino followed him, feeling like her legs were made of jelly. Inside, Damian sat on the edge of the bed.
His cock jumped out with force. It was fully erect, a dark red piece of meat pulsing with every single heartbeat. It was huge—a thick, heavy rod that completely intimidated Domino. In her mind, all she could think about was that he was Damian, the one who now held her life in his hands.
"Strip, Domino. I want to see how good you really are," he ordered, his eyes locked onto her crotch.
She obeyed. Her hands were shaking so much she could barely undo the buttons of her silk blouse. Her clothes hit the floor. Domino stood there naked, showing off her firm breasts and her wide, white thighs. Her cunt was already shining intensely. A thick juice was leaking out slowly, leaving a wet trail all the way down to her ass.
"On the floor. Now," Damian said. He opened his legs, putting his cock right at the level of her face.
Domino got on her knees on the rug. The smell of Damian's cock was overwhelming—a mix of man, musk, and pure desire. She grabbed it with both hands. The skin was so hot and tight it felt like it was burning her. She licked the base, running her tongue over the thick, rope-like veins that climbed up the entire shaft.
Lick... Slurp...
The cock was so big she could barely wrap her fingers around it. Domino opened her mouth and took the purple head inside.
Squelch...
She took the whole head in one go. She felt her jaw stretch to the limit as her saliva began to flow freely.
Slop... Guchu... Schlap...
The splashing sound was constant. Domino's mouth was full of spit and Damian's pre-cum was already oozing out. The taste was strong—a mix of salt and bitterness that Domino swallowed desperately. Her eyes turned red with effort.
Squelch... Squelch...
Damian grabbed Domino's blonde hair and started to fuck her mouth. He wanted to feel her throat clamping down on his meat. Every time he pushed, his cock slammed against the back of her throat, forcing out muffled, choked moans.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Domino's face slammed against Damian's thighs. The sound of flesh hitting flesh was raw and dirty. Domino sucked with everything she had, wanting to show Damian she could handle every single inch of him.
Gulp... Slop... Squelch...
There was so much spit and juice that Domino's chin was completely soaked. The splashing sound filled the entire room. Damian let out a deep grunt. His body went rigid and his hands gripped her hair with violence.
DOCHUN!
"Swallow it all! Don't leave a single drop!" he yelled as his cock vibrated and swelled inside her mouth.
SPLAAT!
A violent jet of boiling semen shot out. It hit Domino's throat with brutal pressure. It was a massive load. Domino felt the vibration of the ejaculation hitting her teeth and her tongue.
Gulp... Gulp...
She didn't let go. She kept sucking while she swallowed every wave of thick, salty milk Damian pumped out.
Pumping... Splash...
When Damian finished, she licked every last drop. A string of white semen hung from her lip, making her look completely filthy.
"Get on the bed. I'm going to split you in half," Damian said with a gaze full of lust.
Domino climbed up and got on her back. Damian grabbed her ankles and ripped her legs wide open. Her cunt was red, pulsing and leaking a heavy flow of juice. Damian pressed the tip of his cock against the entrance.
"Damian... please... I'm a virgin... go slow..." she whispered. Her voice was trembling, but her cunt was already drenched, leaking juices that begged to be claimed.
Damian didn't listen. He leaned all his weight forward and shoved his cock in with savage, pitiless force.
Squelch...
The head forced the entrance. Domino felt her narrow tunnel being pried open by Damian's thick girth. The pain was sharp and massive. With one final, violent shove, he buried himself to the root. Domino's hymen snapped with a raw, dry sound.
RIIP. BUCHI.
"GYAAAAH! DAMIAN! IT'S TOO BIG! YOU'RE SPLITTING ME OPEN!" she shrieked, her back arching violently off the sheets.
He was buried to the base. His cock filled every single millimeter of Domino's tight cunt. She was totally stuffed, her body struggling to contain him. Red blood began to ooze out, mixing with her juices and his pre-cum, staining the white sheets beneath them.
Damian stayed still for a second, savoring the sensation of her virgin walls pulsing with desperation as they tried to push his meat out.
"You're mine now," Damian growled in her ear. "Now you're going to learn what real pleasure feels like."
The Animal Rhythm
He began to move. He pulled out almost all the way, leaving the hole red and gaping, before slamming back in with a heavy, deep thud.
Slide... Squelch...
Domino's pain began to shift into something else. A heavy, throbbing heat spread through her entire womb. Her nails dug into Damian's arms, drawing blood.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
The rhythm went insane. Damian hammered her cervix with every thrust, each hit vibrating deep in her gut.
"Ohhh! Damian! It's too deep! You're hitting my insides! You're going to wreck me!" she yelled, her mind starting to fray.
Guchu... Schlap... Splash...
The friction was so intense that Domino's juices turned into a thick, white foam. The splashing between her legs was deafening. Every time he entered, it made a wet, filthy sound. The bed was a mess of sweat, blood, and fluids.
Taking Her from Behind
Damian wanted a better angle. He grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over onto all fours, forcing her into a submissive doggystyle. Her cunt was still dripping, the hole twitching for more. Without a second of rest, Damian slammed his cock back in from behind with renewed fury.
JUUUBUU!
"Ahhh! You're hitting the very back! It's too much!" Domino yelled as her breasts bounced wildly against the bed.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Damian grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and yanked her head back, exposing her throat as he pounded her mercilessly. The splash of juices was flying all over the sheets with every impact.
Guchu... Guchu... Splash...
"Move for me! Take it all!" Damian growled, his thrusts feeling like hammer blows against her womb. Domino was completely lost, her mind blank. Only Damian's cock slamming in and out of her existed.
The Cowgirl & The First Load
He turned her around again, sitting back and pulling her onto him. "Now you move. I want to see you swallow every inch of me."
Domino obeyed, her body moving on instinct. She sat on the thick rod and started to jump with desperation, her walls squeezing Damian like a vice.
Squelch... Squelch... PLAP!
Every time she slammed down, the cock hit the bottom of her womb with a dull thud. Her eyes rolled back into her head. Damian grabbed her shoulders, forcing her down faster and harder. He wanted to feel her cervix prying open for him.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Domino began to shake. Her legs locked around his back as her first orgasm hit her like a lightning bolt.
"I'M CUMMING! DAMIAN, I'M CUMMING!" she shrieked, her cunt pulsing like a hot claw around his shaft. Damian hit his limit at the same time.
DOCHUN!
He drove in as deep as possible, slamming against the bottom of her womb, and let out a massive, pressurized flood of semen.
SPLAAT!
Domino felt her womb inflate. The heat of the boiling semen made her scream with pure animal pleasure. It was so much milk that she felt the liquid hitting her inner walls.
Pumping... Splash... Pumping...
Fucking in the Air
Damian wasn't satisfied. He stood up from the bed, his cock still dripping and rock hard. Domino was lying there, gasping, her cunt open and leaking a mess of semen and blood. Damian grabbed both her legs and yanked her up into the air.
She let out a cry of surprise and wrapped her arms around his neck to keep from falling. She was completely at his mercy. Damian kissed her with savage lust, their tongues tangling as they exchanged spit and the taste of their sex. He held her weight, lining up her entrance with the tip of his pulsing red cock.
"My cock is the only thing you're ever going to need," Damian growled.
He let her fall hard onto his rod. Her own weight forced him in all the way to the root in one single strike.
SQUELCH!
"AHHH! DAMIAN! YOU'RE BOTTOMING OUT!" she screamed, her face buried in his shoulder.
He started fucking her in the air, holding her only by her thighs. Each time he pulled her down, his cock slammed against her womb with a wet, heavy sound.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
The splashing was incredible. The juices and the leftover semen from before splashed onto the floor and Damian's legs.
"Yes! Just like that! Wreck me, Damian!" she begged, moving her hips desperately.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
The splashing between their bodies was deafening. They were devouring each other. Domino felt her insides vibrating with every impact.
"I'm cumming again! I'm going to explode!"
Damian felt her spasm and squeezed her buttocks hard, burying himself as deep as possible.
DOCHUN!
"Take it all! Fill yourself with me!"
SPLAAT!
Another massive load of boiling semen shot directly into the back of her womb. Domino felt the liquid hitting her guts, flooding her until the milk started to overflow from her cunt and slide down Damian's legs.
She hung on him, shaking from the intensity of the orgasm, while the hot semen kept flooding her womb.