บททั้งหมดของ The Traded Doll: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 7

My name is Keira Synder, a dance teacher.I had a slender, graceful figure and a charm that easily drew people in. My lips and tongue were especially skillful–something my husband, Daniel Walton, had always taken advantage of. Ever since we got married, he had me use my mouth to please him–always. He never once cared about my needs.Whenever he talked to others, he would boast, "My wife has a great mouth. She knows exactly how to please a man."He was living his great life, yet I was like a widow, not ever having been properly pleased.The emptiness built up inside me, leaving me restless and longing for a man to pin me down. That day, after work, Daniel returned home cheerful and drunk, but still smiling as if he had good news.When he saw me, he excitedly brought me to bed and took off my pantyhose.His hands wandered all around my body, making my body warm and tense. I thought he was finally going to properly please me. The thought excited me.I naturally opened my legs,

Soon, George tore off my nurse outfit, exposing my entire body right in front of him.He stared at me with lust gleaming in his eyes. I could feel goosebumps all around me. This was too embarrassing.He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and sucked on my sweetspot. After a moment of tasting, he jumped up in excitement."She's extremely delicious. Much more than any humans that I've ever tried."Then, he touched his crotch."I think I'm having a little reaction down there." George turned to Daniel and asked, "You said that she has a great suction function, yeah? Teach me."Daniel's face was pale with regret written all over it. However, he still took one step forward and said, "It's automatic. As long as you hug her head, she'll start sucking.""Wow, really? Let me try."George took off his pants, showing his soft member. He straddled over me and sat down on me. Then, he lifted my head and aimed his crotch at my mouth.I secretly side-eyed Daniel to see him nodded at me. Since

I never would have thought that Daniel, a total coward when around his boss, would be taking his anger out on me.He himself told me to help George! I said I had my limits, yet he did not stop it from escalating at all. Here he was, blaming everything on me!Pressing his knee on my back, he pinned me to the ground."You begged me to go…" I said weakly."I only told you to use your mouth. I never said you could go all the way with him!" Daniel barked, pulling my hair violently. "Did you feel good? You tramp."I gritted my teeth, trying not to scream in pain, but tears kept falling.The tears? Not out of pain, but out of sheer disgust at his actions.When he stood by and watched, he never once considered that I was his wife. After all was said and done, he dumped all the blame on me.After he got tired of beating me, he lay on the couch, catching his breath.Not looking at him, I walked straight to the bedroom and packed my things."Where are you going?" He suddenly barked.I

After George left, I stood in the bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror.Only then did I realize how miserable I looked. There was a bruise on my face, a cut at the corner of my lips, and injuries scattered across my arms and knees.I turned on the shower. The hot water hit my skin, stinging enough to make me wince, yet somehow it eased the heaviness in my heart.When I changed, I noticed the pajamas he had bought for me–soft cotton, light pink, with little rabbit patterns.They were nothing like what I used to wear.Daniel always said that as a married woman, I had no need for such girlish things.George returned with a bagful of medical supplies. He placed them on the table and said, "I don't really know how to deal with this. Shall we just go to the hospital?""No need. It's just a minor injury." I picked up a bottle of antiseptic and poured some onto a cotton swab."Let me do it," he said suddenly.Bending down in front of me, he carefully dabbed antiseptic on my wound