~Torture cell~

After a few minutes, Francisco shut his eyes and began gagging Emily's mouth. He immediately reached his climax and filled Emily's mouth. After that, he pushed Emily forward, gripping her hair.

She plopped down on the floor, licked her lips, and said, "How rude!"

Francisco cleaned himself up, keeping his distance from Emily. As he reached for a towel, Emily turned on the shower and moved closer to him.

"When will you show affection again?" she asked, her voice filled with longing.

Francisco answered while grabbing the towel, but in an irritating manner, "Go f*** yourself."

He left the bathroom, leaving Emily to stare after him, her desire unfulfilled. She muttered softly, "I'll wait for as long as it takes, Francis."

Francisco put on a robe and made his way to the balcony of his luxurious palace. The night air embraced him as he lit a cigarette, its embers casting a faint, fiery glow on his rugged features. His strong jaw was set in contemplation as he peered out over the sprawli