"As you wish."
"Then don't blame me."
What Beatrice never expected was for Samuel to lightly pull off the thin but comfortable but wet pants Beatrice was still wearing. She stared in disbelief as the cloth was thrown around by Samuel in a random place. "Samuel!"
Samuel grinned with satisfaction. Where her husband then spread his thighs slightly. He leaned down to kiss Beatrice's wet lower lip. That was after slowly opening her lips to expose them even more.
Beatrice received another sensual touching attack and this time it was much more than just sucking on her nipples. But...
"Excuse me, room service!"
Samuel growled in annoyance. Beatrice laughed.
"Patience, Samuel. Eat first. You're hungry too, aren't you?"
"Can't you eat first?" Samuel asked, sulking. He didn't pay attention to the bell ringing again.
"No, no. I don't have much energy if I eat now. You cheat so much that you make me lose all the time."
Samuel
"Ah!" Beatrice sighed as the fingers slipped into her womanhood. Her eyes were closed as her hands squeezed tightly. Because after those fingers went in, Samuel made Beatrice even more confused. He used the tip of his tongue to provide stimulation that made his wife sigh again.For Samuel, Beatrice's sighs were similar to the rhythm he now enjoyed in his life.The finger kept stirring in there. So did the tip of his tongue. Again and again."Ah! Samuel." I don't know how many times Beatrice shook her head from side to side. The tastes that Samuel was giving her down there really overwhelmed her. In addition, she could feel the tongue's movements becoming wilder and wilder, caressing her clit. Several times she felt it being sucked, sometimes bitten. Samuel was really playing with her at will. But really, Beatrice didn't want him to stop for a moment.Where..."Samuel!" she cried when she was about to get her first release. But Samuel stopped his su
Beatrice PoVWhen the alarm went off loudly, I jumped in surprise. Crazy! Who set the alarm tone? I felt like my heart would burst! But then I remembered that I had set the alarm so early on purpose. I smiled, replacing the frown on my lips. You can't be upset.This is a special day.I lifted the blanket slowly, making sure not to disturb the man who had accompanied my sleep for eight years. Duh ... why has the level of handsomeness never diminished at all, huh? In fact, I think he's even more handsome. I swear. His body is getting better, even if it's... a little bloated. A little bit, yeah. A little bit."Happy anniversary, my husband Samuel."That's all I said. The long sentence would come later. I had to hurry to the kitchen. I have a special breakfast to prepare, and Ganda and Gandi are supposed to pick up their report cards this morning. God, I'm going to need earplugs later. I don't want to listen to the twins' teacher's chatter. Not to ment
Sam grinned. He took another drag of his cigarette, smoke billowing high. He moistened his blackened lips with the thick liquid available next to him, skipping the glass and going straight from the dark bottle that contained several types."Giving up, huh, sweetheart?""You bastard!"The man laughed loudly. "Your sweet foul mouth is so clever." He stood up. He casually tossed away the remaining cigarette. The room was stuffy, and the lighting was dim, but he could clearly see how beautiful the girl in front of him was.His hidden desires ignited and rose uncontrollably.Since the first time Sam saw her, he knew that sooner or later, this girl, bound and kneeling, would be his.Only his.He knelt to bring himself to the same level as the girl. He forced her to look at him. He firmly grasped her face, which turned out to be incredibly smooth against the surface of his hands. It was her eyes that were dangerous. Black, intense, shining brightly with passion, yet doll-like.So beautiful.
Beatrice trembled not because of the cold that greeted her skin, but because of the pain that afflicted her chest. The throbbing sensation made her whole body feel like it was burning. She didn't even dare to glance at the wound that felt sore and incredibly painful."Unbelievable!" she muttered in disbelief. Her hands clenched tightly, trying to dispel the rising disgust. All directed at the person who had left her alone in the stuffy room filled with cigarette smoke. The man she had sworn to hate for the rest of her life.Once again, she winced in pain.Not long after being abandoned, a cold and rigid-looking woman approached her. Instead of asking how Beatrice felt, she received a strong tug that made her feel strands of her hair coming loose.Damn that woman!She suppressed all the pain she was currently feeling. She couldn't let out a cry for mercy because Beatrice was sure that everyone in this place had no hearts."I can walk on my own!" Beatrice snapped in refusal. She tried t
Although the room in Beatrice's house wasn't large, at least it wasn't as horrifying as this. The lighting wasn't worse than the first room Beatrice visited. She glanced several times towards the door that was left open. If possible, she would remember in her heart to make that room disappear from her life, no matter how.The room where she first experienced excessive fear and increasing pain that made her shiver. However, she didn't want to complain about the pain. If anyone heard her crying, she would lose. She wouldn't let that happen.Her memories were dragged back to a few hours before she was here. When she had just returned from activities on campus. Even though she was happily chatting with her two friends, it felt like she had no burdens. But Beatrice knew, despite the smile on her face, that the burden wasn't easily lifted.Especially the financial problem.She was only the only child of a middle-aged man who was rough; he had a gambling addiction, got drunk, and only came h
Beatrice stumbled due to the tug and pull of Sam, which was quite strong. No matter how many times she tripped, the man continued to drag her. The girl refused to even whimper in pain. She swallowed it all and tightly sealed her lips. She couldn't let the man know that he had won. Despite the increasing agony that made her body tremble.Her chest was injured, she knew. The spreading heat also refused to dissipate. The pain was unbearable. If left untreated, Beatrice could get an infection. Especially since she had no idea what kind of object that damn man had used.Meanwhile, Sam walked arrogantly, harboring his anger. His encounter with Flown Discotheque had worsened his mood. Especially seeing Beatrice challenging him earlier. He would give her a fitting punishment for this insolent and stubborn girl.In an instant, Beatrice was pushed into a forcibly opened room. The people guarding the door immediately closed it again and stood guard. Once Beatrice realized that this room was very
The girl gazed at the body clad only in thin sleepwear. Damn it, there was only this clothing on the bed. She tried to open the large wardrobe in the corner of the room, hoping to find something more decent to wear, but it was empty. Her efforts were in vain. The wardrobe was tightly locked.She growled in frustration and threw the body onto the sofa.Beatrice still had a wary feeling about the food being served, although she admitted honestly that she was hungry. Since one o'clock in the afternoon, she hadn't had a single grain of rice or even a sip of water to moisten her throat. Her stomach was rumbling. It seemed that the worms she kept inside couldn't hold their hunger any longer. But... Beatrice was afraid.What if this food was poisoned? What if it was laced with strange drugs?The girl was not ignorant about the drugs that could be mixed in and cause her trouble. Oh God! What should she do? She needed to eat, but her worries were overwhelming. If she held off her hunger until
Originally, Sam did intend to restrain himself from touching Beatrice. Since he got lost in the depths of her doll-like eyes, he swore to obtain that girl no matter what it took. Including using his slick tactics. He bombarded Wayne with numerous loans, which were accepted with a cheerful face. Who wouldn't like receiving a loan to fuel their gambling hobby? Moreover, Sam was the kind of man who always got what he wanted. Not just power, but women as well. He only had to point out the type of woman who would accompany him tonight. And most of the time, those women willingly and happily spread their legs for Sam to mount. But with Beatrice, for some reason, something was different. Something that couldn't be easily subdued. Something that made Sam half-crazy with curiosity. He could ignore the pain caused by his actions yesterday and satisfy his curiosity about Beatrice's body. Ah... Sam was thinking too much. Since when did his sentimental feelings surface like this? "What do you w