Chapter 435: A Slut
Chapter 435: A Slut
Having already assessed the surroundings, Luis was fully prepared. Once the curtains were drawn down, the fabric ties used to secure them became natural ropes.
With two ropes in hand, one for binding feet and one for binding hands, Young Master David, already stripped naked from the waist down, was trussed up like a hog. He could only stare wide-eyed, completely unaware of what was happening before he collapsed onto the sofa.
Just as astonished as him was Deewa. She had been about to deploy her charms to seduce Young Master David when a naked man inexplicably appeared.
After giving him a beating and tying him up, she turned around and saw it was Luis, leaving her even more stunned and utterly confused about the situation.
A naked man had rushed in, his body well-defined with muscular lines, his physique exceptionally good. Yet the way his hardened cock swung between his legs seemed particularly perverted.
"Young Master David, hehe, it’s me. Sorry to disturb you again."
Looking at David’s expression, a mix of terror, shock, and rage, Luis grinned smugly. He suddenly pulled the dumbfounded Deewa into an embrace and laughed triumphantly. "Who would have thought Young Master David had such unique tastes? But me, I’m more practical. Right now, I just want to find a pussy to fuck."
With that, Luis lifted the stunned Deewa and pressed her down beside David, making her lie back on the long sofa. Without another word, he kissed her fiercely, though not on the lips.
Instead, he kissed her face and went straight for her ear, licking it. Deewa, coming to her senses, let out a frightened cry, "You, you let me go!"
She was no innocent child who hadn’t seen the world, but the current situation was too bizarre. The door had clearly been locked, so how had this guy suddenly appeared, and in a completely naked state?
Although she had already planned to seduce this young, wealthy, and handsome man, such a sudden turn of events was so unbelievable that anyone normal would be thrown into complete panic.
"Shut up. If you want to live, behave yourself!"
Luis was already unzipping her dress while biting her ear, speaking in a menacing tone, "If you think shouting for help and crying rape will work, think again."
"This little thing is a psychologically warped, hysterical freak. Since I dared to come here, I’m not afraid of him."
Hearing this, Deewa shuddered all over, remembering Luis’s confident, commanding presence during the auction segment.
She was no fool and was skilled at reading people. She understood clearly that even without knowing this man’s identity, he was at least someone unafraid of offending the Taiga and Leon families.
"But, he won’t let me go."
Uttering these words meant this green tea bitch had calmed down. She spoke in a whisper so faint David couldn’t hear.
"Cooperate with me honestly. What can this brat do? Dominic doesn’t have just one son."
"You don’t need to ask for details. I dare to do this because I have the backing. You’d best not be too curious."
As Luis spoke, he had already pulled the zipper down. With a forceful tug, her dress fell to the floor. On her upper body was a very sexy black bra.
It encased breasts roughly a C+ cup. He undid it directly, and she even cooperated slightly. As the bra dropped, a pair of full, round breasts swayed free, clearly very well maintained.
Her small nipples were pink too. Just as the rumors said, her sexual experience couldn’t be extensive. Even as a green tea bitch, she was exceptionally picky. Ordinary guys trying to get somewhere with small talk and petty spending really couldn’t gain any advantage from her.
"You, don’t you harm me..."
Deewa said fearfully, but simultaneously, one small hand had already reached between Luis’s legs, grabbed his cock, and began stroking it, her technique quite skilled.
But she was truly frightened. Mainly, she had always been gold-digging, just after money. Yet she also realized that what was happening today was far too strange.
"Just remember one thing: Dominic has more than one son, and I’m not afraid of Dominic."
Luis moaned in pleasure, lowered his head, and kissed her hard. Unexpectedly, Deewa embraced Luis and kissed back passionately, her soft little tongue eagerly responding.
In a whisper so fine it was almost inaudible, she murmured, "I don’t know how much they’ve bad-mouthed me, but I haven’t had sex in six months. You’re so hard, much thicker and bigger than that little guy."
As she spoke, she increased the speed of her hand’s strokes. Luis inwardly sighed, what a fox she was, appearing pitiful and vulnerable while simultaneously stirring his desire.
His lust was aroused, but that didn’t mean Luis lost his composure now. After enjoying the kiss, he buried his face between her breasts. Then, breathing heavily, he used both hands to grab her full, firm breasts and knead them roughly.
He lowered his head and sucked hard on a nipple. Deewa immediately lost control, biting her own hand to stifle a moan.
In that instant, David’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head. He struggled like a madman, letting out muffled, furious roars, but unfortunately, it was utterly useless.
"What... what exactly are you trying to do?!"
Deewa was also filled with dread and unease, because Luis had already stripped off her dress, and this bastard man was now pulling off her panties, her final piece of covering.
"I want to fuck you. Fuck you right in front of this little bastard."
Hearing such crude, direct words, Deewa trembled all over, somewhat stunned. Even with her behavior and reputation, all the men who pursued her had been polite and courteous.
She had never encountered such vulgar directness. Yet, precisely this vulgar directness made her feel that all her usual tricks and maneuvers were completely useless here.
"You, you’re crazy... If you do this, forget about whether he’ll let you go, aren’t you afraid I’ll accuse you of rape?"
Her threat was feeble to the point of death, trembling with fear and anxiety. She probably didn’t even believe it herself.
With the aid of the item, Luis was practically unrestrained, acting without a moment’s hesitation. He directly yanked her panties off.
A thin strip of neatly trimmed pubic hair, a beautiful pussy that actually looked quite pink and tender. Despite her poor reputation, one thing was certain: she never slept with men easily.
Unlike some idiots who, in their eagerness to please, got their pussies turned black by young punks, she was ruthlessly pragmatic, never doing such foolish things. It seemed now she truly had far less sexual experience than the average woman.
"If you want to accuse me, go ahead and try. See if you can succeed."
Luis laughed heartily, pulled her up, and pressed her little head toward his crotch, unable to hide his excitement as he said, "You’re a smart person. You’ll make your own judgment. If I dare to do this, there will be no consequences."
"No!!"
This time, Deewa resisted strongly, turning her head away. The glans rubbed against her cheek, but she did not offer the service of her mouth.
Luis immediately felt displeased, but she was particularly sharp. Trembling, she said, "Don’t make things difficult for me. How you fight is your business. I don’t want to get dragged in."
She was genuinely somewhat scared now, connecting the auction scene earlier with Luis’s casually tossed-out remarks, and beginning to imagine scenarios like murder to silence witnesses.
"But you’re already involved."
Watching the sand in the hourglass run lower, Luis had no mood for slow seduction or enjoying her oral service. He simply pulled her up abruptly and sat her on his lap.
Nibbling on her snow-white, tender breasts, still panting heavily, he whispered closely, "It’s too late. I’m already here. I’ve tied this guy up. Do you think we can still settle this peacefully?"
As he spoke, Luis’s hand had already covered her pussy, beginning to play with that wet, slippery area.
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