Slaved To A BEAST

Chapter 3

Tough fingers raised and gently stroked the hair that fell on her face. The heat of his touch, even at his fingertips, made her body sparkle. She tried to stabilize. She's not as sensitive to men as I am. . .

Me. . . I slept with an unfettered man only because I needed money to buy drugs. She and her two sisters had never seen father's face, nor knew who he was, and even her mother could not answer the children's questions. I know your name.

She soon overdosed, leaving her and her siblings alone to face a brutal fate.

Tayakey left high school in her third grade so she could work fully. Her sister and brother are still at school, although she has many difficulties.

"How do I know you?" You ask strangely.

He tried to make a funny noise as he tried to remove himself from his arm, but instead he tossed her to the ground in a staggering way, so Marco had to hold her in his arms, her face flushed, and her torso went mad. He tried to get him to leave, but he pushed her emaciated body back onto the sofa, and he sat on his heels and stared at her.

"Have you been anywhere? Why are you so tired or hungry?"

Marco stared at the little girl in front of him with concern, wondering why he cared so much about her, and she was just a humble cleaner. He is far from her standard of living.

"No, I've just done too much work. Nothing. You go somewhere else and have a look. I'll do my job. Oh, it's been almost half an hour."

The girl smiled at him and motioned for him to stand up, but he only pressed her shoulder with a thick hand.

"Today, I want you to go home and don't do it again. When you are ill, it will be very troublesome."

Tayakey shook face hastily. No, how can she go home? If she can't get her salary back tonight. He never knew how important it was to her.

"I can do it, don't chase me. Look, I am very strong."

The girl tried to laugh, raised her arms and shook them back and forth at him, watching Marco laugh affectionately.

"If you are afraid of being deducted, I will make sure you get paid tonight."

"I'm not, but I really need the money."

Her face grew gloomy, and Marco felt pity for no reason. She is really cute and hardworking.

"I didn't say anything to you. Go, I'll take you home."

He stood up and put her head under his chin. Why is he so big? Look, she's getting shorter.

"Don't, don't worry about me. Go and do your job, and don't let me lose your job."

The girl's earnest words made him laugh ridiculously, and soon he would meet a girl who liked to stand on his lap, which made him admire her even more.

"I'll be back. Go, don't drink."

He walked out with himself, holding his skinny waist, and he was very strong despite how hard the girls resisted. A big man like him doesn't need to go with him.

"But I haven't cleaned the president's room yet, I'm afraid..."

Although prevented from going away, the little girl went back to her unfinished room and watched anxiously.

Marco laughed softly in his throat and thought her strange.

"I assure you, the president won't say you, believe me."

The young man pushed her into the elevator.

"How do you know that?"

He raised his head incredulously and asked him, but he found his eyes so sharp that the discomfort in his abdomen had disappeared, and his heart beat to the rhythm of rock music. His mouth is full and thirsty, as if there is no water for a year. There is a terrible power hidden in his body. The glory of hunger appeared on his beautiful face, which made his emaciated body tremble.

"I ask too many questions..."

As he clasped her body tightly around the red-red woman, it clashed with the fully awake masculinity of her legs, but soon there was a cry of horror. Two skinny hands were quickly raised and inserted between the broad chest and the soft chest.

"Yes! Too much..."

His voice was hoarse as he bowed his head and touched her smooth, unmade-up cheeks with the sharp point of his nose, as if her blood was boiling, her chest was swollen and painful, and her desire for no reason made her suffer.

Although her inner screams made her resist this exotic touch, she betrayed her and responded to him gladly.

"Your beautiful mouth can do many other things, such as..."

His slender mouth full of strawberry, his brave eyes could not leave at all, and his head full of black hair hung down until the warm breath blew on her cheeks. That's why he came to his senses. She hurriedly dissuaded him from leaving.

"Ah, come on... I'm not a prostitute."

"I can tell..." He said incoherently.

"But I can't stop myself. Don't be angry with me."

When he finished speaking, the girl's plump mouth was crushed by him, and he longed as if he could not stop .

It all happened so fast that he couldn't control himself, Tayakey thought distractedly, and although her brain had commanded to reject him, her real body that day had responded to him with all her heart and soul without shame. Although she has no experience, she is very eager to learn the lesson of love from him.

Marco groaned in his throat with satisfaction, because there was a sweet taste in her mouth. The alarm that the elevator door was about to open had reached the target floor, which stopped his kiss. He stared eagerly at the sweet face with its eyes closed, and then decided to press the elevator upstairs again, so that he could have a drink with the little girl whose eyes were closed in her arms.

"You're so cute..."

His rude tone made Tayakey open her eyes. When she saw a handsome face, he lowered his head and looked at the shame all over the world with mocking eyes, and he kept running. The girl was about to open her mouth to blame him, but it was too slow. For once more the handsome young man stooped down, and covered her mouth with his smooth, wavy lips, which seemed endless.

Happiness is so powerful that it can suppress small voices, and it is wrong to shout loudly, and then disappear into the wave of desire he threw her into.

Marco leaned his skinny body against the wall, and his stout hands slid from her plump hips to her plump chest, and then slowly slid down, while he put his stout hands under her old bra and stroked her little one. Tayakey barely remembers who she is now, because it seems that she is only a woman who craves s*x, and she is having s*x with a man who has just met for less than an hour.

She is a shameful prostitute.

She is no different from a prostitute. . .

She asked someone she had just met to monitor her body.

The girl tried to find a reason to stop her shameful consent. . . But when Marco's strong amber fingertips crossed her chest, she forgot her distress. His mouth was full and he kissed with the same heat. His thin hands supported his beautiful head, and then slid onto his elegant shoulders.

Marco growled with satisfaction. He wanted to turn the elevator into a bed and throw her on it.

"I really like you..."

His words were satisfying, and the heat in his abdomen swelled so much that a blazing flame burst out as he thrust the tip of his tough tongue into her mouth.

The alarm sounded again, and the elevator door was about to open. . .

"If I were in bed, I would do more..."