05 Open your legs!

I lay curled up on the bed, like a fish on the board, ready to be slaughtered. Facing the strong werewolf, I didn't have an ounce of resistance at all. If I resisted, my wrists and ankles would probably be crushed by him.

I noticed that he was holding a tiny blade in his hand, and a bottle of foam for fading hair. I curled up my legs and covered my body with the blanket. I looked up at him with pitiful eyes, hoping he would leave me alone.

"Master. Please spare me." While shedding tears, I begged, hoping to evoke his compassion.

"Now it's time to clean your body." It was obvious that he was a cold werewolf.

He simply ignored my begging and took my ankles in both hands and dragged them under his body. My legs were bent up and spread wide apart to the sides, my private parts exposed to his view.

"Hold that position! Show your pussy!" He ordered me seriously and coldly.

I began to wriggle my body fiercely, tears pouring from my eyes like a fountain, shaking my head and saying over and ov