A Woman in Despair

Whenever the night fell deep and quiet, the familiar craving would flare up within me. It was an unbearable itch, like countless snakes writhing under my skin, always leaving me starving for more.Ever since my husband, Damon Neal, died in an accident, my body had been deprived of his touch and had grown increasingly insatiable by the day. I had exhausted every makeshift remedy at home, but it was never enough.I was at my prime age, where my needs ruled me so much that they painfully yet sweetly intruded on my daily life.One day, I went into the field to harvest some corn. The moment I stepped among the rows of corn, it felt as if I was possessed. My vision blurred, and a sudden heat surged through my veins.I knew that my sickness was back.In a panic, I tugged down my pants and instinctively pressed myself against a cornstalk, though it felt too thin to satisfy my needs. But since there wasn't anything else that could help, I had to make do.I could feel myself turning into s

It felt like only moments had passed before Rodrick finished the examination. I looked at him nervously as I got dressed in my damp clothes.When I lowered my head, I couldn't help but notice the prominent, unmistakable bulge in his pants.He adjusted his glasses and gave me a serious look. "The examination confirms that it is indeed a severe addiction. I suggest that you come here daily for release therapy until we see improvement."I hesitated, but the thought of living with this hunger and sickness forever made me agree at once.That evening, before returning to the clinic for my first official appointment, I tried to soothe the ache at home.As I lay back on the familiar exam table, I shyly stripped off my clothes. I could feel Rodrick's rough, slightly calloused fingers grazing my most sensitive areas.My eyes had lost their clarity and blurred under a thin sheen of moisture. "It's too much," I blurted. The words escaped me before I could stop them.I could feel his long

I was close to breaking. When I felt a foreign object pressed against my sensitive skin, I glanced down to see Rodrick's hands and his massive manhood.That was when a ridiculous thought flashed through my mind—was he the man from the cornfield?His manhood relentlessly teased my tiny bud and tormented me until my eyes were red-rimmed. Feeling myself nearing the last thread of control, I grabbed his fingers—only to brush against his scorching heat.The heat between us was undeniably heavy and suffocating.He pinched the tiny bud, and when he entered me whole, I gasped.The overwhelming fullness of being claimed felt utterly satisfying. I hadn't known Rodrick possessed such surprising stamina that even the late Damon had never made me feel this way.For a fleeting moment, it felt like my body finally found its perfect match. It responded instantly with a faint trickle of release. Who would have thought that Rodrick had so many tricks up his sleeve? In that instant, it felt as if

When I stepped slightly out of frame, Colby noticed that I was no longer seen on the screen and turned back to the cameras with a laugh."Our female lead's a little shy, folks, so don't mind her. As you know, she's much more open when the cameras aren't on."He shot me a pointed look that made my skin crawl, so I turned and walked away. Still, I never imagined that Rodrick and Colby would bring the audience to that house.The next time they invited me over, I walked into the house and was greeted by unfamiliar faces in the room. Their intense, heated stares made me deeply uneasy.When they spotted me, they immediately smiled and called out, "The female lead! We finally get to meet her!"I had no idea what they meant by female lead or what the entire thing was about. All I could do was stand aside and offer an awkward smile.Colby handed me a bottle of water. I was parched anyway, so I took it and drank it without giving it a second thought.Within minutes, Rodrick's face seemed

Men in the village hosted a private gathering, where I was the only woman present, and the only dish served on their table for the night.At the peak of their debauchery, I sank my teeth into one of the wealthy clients. A bloodcurdling howl of pain tore through the villa, and for the first time in a while, I smiled so hard that the corners of my lips curled up in a genuine grin.That moment cost me as I was swiftly locked away. Later, I learned that Rodrick and Colby had apologized, smiling ingratiatingly as they did so."Our apologies. We'll double the dosage and make sure it doesn't happen again. We've got fresh stock coming in soon, and we'll make sure you get the first taste."With that, one of them slapped me hard across the face, and a stinging, burning heat spread across my cheeks. They apologized and groveled nonstop like lapdogs before shoving me into a car and taking me back to the cursed village.During the drive, Rodrick tested his new experimental drug on me. As I s