Chapter 3

I followed every command he wanted. Watching him lick two of his knuckles, the uneasy feeling in my heart grew more assertive. His body was right on top of me, squeezed.

"Sir, don't-"

He flashed a smirk, "You're scared. Relax, the pain will only be replaced momentarily with pleasure."

The shock continues to radiate from my head. I close my eyes and can only feel a touch. Slowly, two knuckles entered into me.

"Ah."

After hurting the back of my throat, he mercilessly attacked me on my bottom.

"Ah, sir. Please, slowly."

I pressed tightly against the skin of his back, transmitting an extraordinary sensation. I took so many breaths that it sounded so tempting, and he relentlessly gave me punishments. The hot temperature spreads all over my body. This sensation is excellent. I can't control myself.

"Son of a bitch!"

"Every time I press this point, you seem to enjoy it. What's right here?"

"Don't do anything weird, just fuck me!"

"Do not lie."

His eyes were wild as if they were hunting me and wanted to torture me without mercy.

"How rude this woman is."

Slowly, he inserted his big meat into my skin. I slightly lifted my body with a seductive moaning sound. The big meat went all the way in, pressing on the spot, which gave an incredible sensation.

"Ah, master... Take it out."

His hands grip my waist, striking harder at the spot inside me. I squeezed his back tightly, hugging him tighter. The sound of moans of pleasure filled the empty room. The longer he pressed the spot inside me, the harder he moved my hips.

"Ah, this hurts. Ah, it hurts."

His hands wrapped around my waist, relentlessly attacking my bottom with his massive flesh.

"Ah, sir... I want to end it. Master, please stop, ah.."

His hands lifted my body, sitting me on his lap. His eyes were full of lust, and I kept moaning in pleasure because his writings never stopped attacking my lower part.

"Ah, sir..."

"Hug me. I want to finish it quickly."

I hugged his body tightly, bent slightly backward, and pulled his hair tightly. He increasingly gave fast and complex attacks, and we both moaned with pleasure.

"Ah, sir, I want to climax."

He gave attacks faster and harder, and until we climaxed together and I fell in his arms tightly, I could feel his warm breath on my neck.

***

Being in the toilet, I turned on the water faucet and soaked it in the bathroom. I slowly drowned in my head, filled with a lot of commotion.

"I gave up my virginity to a strange man I don't know."

After showering, I put on my clothes again and left this cold little room.

His eyes couldn't leave me, making me annoyed. I threw the towel at his face roughly.

"Old bastard! Stop looking at me like that!"

He smiled charmingly with a slight laugh and said, "Haha, I paid for it."

I pressed my waist, "Agh!"

"Oh my, does that hurt?"

He was pleased to see my suffering, and I, who was laughed at, became very angry with him.

"Thanks to me, I have made you feel pleasure for the first time,"

"Bastard. Stop insulting me!"

I put on an annoying expression, and he was still laughing. Then I took a glass of water, and he folded his arms and looked at me closely.

"I have a question."

"It would be better if you didn't ask me anything and forgot about tonight!"

His hands grabbed mine, looking at me from a close distance.

He looked at me with a severe expression and an interrogating look, "Stop laughing. This is a serious question."

He continued his question, "How did you get all the wounds on your body?"

My hand, which was holding the water glass, stopped. I turned to him, who was still looking at me seriously.

I gave him a cynical look and then answered, "From a pervert like you. Is this answer enough for you?"

With one hand resting on his head, he lay down, "You're lying again. Today is the day you first met a perverted man like me.

I refuted him, who was so confident, "What makes you think like that?"

"That was the first time I saw you on the street."

"Then come more often."

"No rental ladies asking for fantastic prices. Because I'm fancy, I hired you. Also, no rental lady will take an hour's shower."

"I'm a clean freak,"

His hand grabbed the wine glass, then laughed after hearing my answer, "Clean freak rental woman? Don't you think that sounds illogical?"

He continued speaking and turned to me with an irritated face, "You're not even a rental woman, so where did you get that wound? I'm a man who loves to be curious, playing with my mind."

"You have a lot of questions. So, you are a detective?"

He put down the wine glass and lay back down, "That said, I have a business, and I also like to think and be curious. "My life was hard. I came from an orphanage and didn't live a good life."

Uncomfortable with personal talk, I tried to avoid it. I walked away, holding my still-sore waist.

"A corporate detective, just paying for a hired woman? I do not believe it."

"I became a detective for a reason. I lost my little sister."

"So, you and your little sister are in the same orphanage?"

I felt like I was electrocuted when his hands wrapped around my waist.

He continued his conversation, "My younger half-sister and I were always together at the orphanage. He left, leaving me alone in a dark and hateful world."

His arms wrapped around my waist, bringing me back, and as I sat on his lap, he held my hand.

"So you won't say anything about your life?"

"I'm not your little sister. Why should I share my life with you?"

He sucked hard on my neck, a hot sensation spread throughout my body, making me wince and bite my lower lip. The incredible feeling of his kissmark attacked me.

"I will take revenge for the person who has injured you. No one will know what part of you will be in my life.

I pushed him away from his lap, "Who are you to want revenge for me?"