ANMELDENPressing closer, I let my lips find his ear and begged in a low voice, "Please, Master… let me have your favor."That finally broke Josh. His pent-up desire came flooding out. He grabbed my waist, flipped me over, and pinned me down on the bed."So this is how you seduce a man?"His hungry, wolfish eyes devoured every inch of me. His breath came hot and fast.I arched toward him and let my outer robe fall open."Only because you taught me so well, Master."The flattery in my voice made his face flush red. His barely contained lust short-circuited whatever was left of his restraint. He tore my robe off my body and threw it to the floor.I writhed beneath him, feigning helplessness. "Master, you're so rough…"His eyes blazed as his hands roamed over my body, burying his face against my neck.With each piece of clothing that fell away, my heart pounded harder. My thoughts drifted, distant and distracted."You're spacing out in my bed?" He grabbed my chin. "I'll show you what hap
The foreign maid raised her hand, pointed toward the room at the end of the hallway, and said to me, "We're here. Go on in."I dragged my heavy feet forward and knocked on the door.But the door wasn't fully shut—it swung open under the weight of my knock.The room looked like a study. To the left stood a towering wall of books, the ceiling soaring high above, giving the whole space an air of solemn authority."Come here."A hoarse, aged voice cut through the silence. My heart gave a violent jolt.My legs carried me forward on their own, and I saw a figure sitting in a chair, his back turned to me."Hello, sir," I asked cautiously, knowing I couldn't afford to offend someone like him. "Could you tell me where I am?"He didn't move a muscle. He just waved me forward with one hand.I caught sight of his hands—weathered, scarred, worn by time—and a sick feeling settled in my gut.I crept closer, every step like walking on knives. Slowly, his face came into view.I couldn't put
After leaving me with those ominous words, Josh fell silent. No more voice came through the earbud.Sure enough, a pair of soft hands took mine and gently guided me forward."Please step up."The cold female voice cut through the air—a jarring contrast to the warmth of her palm. It only made my heart race faster.I swallowed hard and did as I was told.The moment my feet climbed a few steps, I felt it: eyes on me.More than one pair.Under the glare of the lights, countless gazes bore into my body, stripping me bare through that flimsy fabric. The intense sensation of being watched made my legs go weak, my knees threatening to buckle beneath me."Let's take a good look at this pretty young girl first."The woman who had been leading me grabbed hold and turned me in a slow circle.She lifted my arms, tilted my chin with her fingers, moved my head left and right—like a product on display, examining every inch of me.The murmuring grew louder. My hands clenched into fists. My f
Gradually, the simple pleasures stopped being enough for Josh. He began chasing darker games.Like making me wear a thin, flimsy spaghetti-strap dress in the middle of a crowded downtown street—straps so loose they looked ready to slip off with the slightest tug—forcing me to let the swarm of people press in around me.Or dragging me out to a deserted suburban road in the dead of night, forcing me to walk exposed, even pulling me into the bushes."You like being watched, don't you? Then I'll give you a real show."His games grew bolder by the day. Until one afternoon, he blindfolded me and shoved me into a van.I tried to rip the mask off, but the moment my fingers touched the fabric, Josh grabbed my wrist and pinned it down hard. I couldn't move."Be good. I'm taking you somewhere fun."His voice whispered like a demon's lullaby as the van rattled down the road, carrying me away from everything I knew.I don't know how long we drove. Finally, the engine died.He pulled me out
My heart slammed against my ribs. Terrified as I was, my body craved what was happening beyond my control.The intensity of his touch made my legs go weak.But second after second ticked by, and still, he did nothing.I turned my head and saw him pull out his phone, capturing every angle of my position with the camera.When he was done, he simply turned and walked away.Only one cryptic sentence lingered in the air."We'll meet again."He left me there, alone in that bathroom.A few minutes later, shaky and weak, I braced myself against the walls and stumbled back to our booth.My friends saw me come back so late and rushed to ask, "What took you so long in the bathroom? We're almost finished with our drinks."I answered weakly, "Maybe I'm just not cut out for drinking. I feel a little off."Then I asked, "Hey, do you see that guy across from us, the one in the sunglasses? Who is he?"My classmate Mandy Coolman glanced over and laughed. "What's wrong? You interested? That's
The realization of how dangerous my own thoughts had become caught even me off guard.Was I really this naturally wanton?Growing up, everyone around me had seen me as a good girl—the kind who didn't even know how to play. But beneath that mask lay a truly unrestrained heart.My gaze locked onto a muscular man with a buzz cut standing in the hall. He wore a pair of sunglasses, and his solid physique made my entire body grow even wetter. God, I wanted him to cup my hips with those strong hands and let me feel what it was like to be lifted into the air. Then, with all my weight, I wanted to slam myself down onto his throbbing hardness.It would feel incredible, wouldn't it?Just thinking about it made my desires burn even hotter. I wanted to know what it felt like to be taken by force.There are so many girls in this world who've been violated. Why couldn't I be one of them?The second that thought surfaced, I realized my mind was plunging into an even darker abyss. I'm still an i






