Chapter 098 | 0098 Making love doesn't count as betraying your master

"Next, we're going to have sex."

This is both a notification and a signal.

Just like tapping on a puppy's food bowl to tell it's time to eat, the puppy will drool with anticipation, but as the dominant one, only the owner can decide when to give it to the puppy.

Wu Xian had been impatient for a long time, but after the stranger finished speaking, he stopped moving, leaving the little dog whimpering and rubbing against him with tears streaming down its face.

One second, two seconds, one minute, or two minutes? She didn't know how much time had passed, only that the wait felt incredibly long. And what Wu Qian lacked most was patience.

"want to……"

This dangerous intruder was the one who said he wanted to have sex, but now he won't give it to her, and Wu Xian has to beg for mercy.

He let out a hoarse laugh and stroked the face of the unsatisfied puppy.

"I think I'll pass. Don't you have an owner? A dog with an owner shouldn't be fucked by other men."

Before, Wu Xian might have considered Hobert, since she was, to some extent, a little dog who had some affection for her master. But now, tormented by desire, she had long since forgotten about her master.

"Just having sex doesn't count as betraying your master."

"If that doesn't count, then what about spanking? Or spanking the breasts?"

"No...no, it doesn't count, sob sob. If I don't call you master, it doesn't count. I want to make love, please!"

The poor little dog was whimpering, her face flushed red from the beating. She was already fragile-looking, and now she looked pitiful and pleading. In the end, the intruder couldn't bring himself to force her to say anything more.

"I can't do anything with you."

It's okay, she doesn't acknowledge him as her master anyway, so it doesn't matter if she indulges her. Since the relationship hasn't been established, how can it end?

He put her down, lying on the bed without touching her injured buttocks again, but something cold hit her face. Wu Qian subconsciously opened her mouth and took it in, hearing the man's short, deep breath.

"You're really naughty. Do you even know what kind of black thread this is?"

In her dazed state, Wu Xian blurted out, "It's a dick."

"Ha, still the same." The words spoken are still incredibly vulgar.

"You like it, don't you? You twisted your waist so badly just now, and when I hit you you said it hurt, but when I stopped hitting you you started acting horny again."

"Yes, yes, I love it so much! I'm a puppy who absolutely adores Jiba!"

After Wu Xian finished speaking, she waited for the strange man's insults. "Go ahead and curse that lewd and shameless little dog!"

He was stunned after hearing this, as if he hadn't gotten used to such vulgar words. He stroked Wu Xian's face, then pulled her into his arms and kissed her in a way that resembled that of a lover. "You're really wicked."

Wu Xian felt wronged. She was mentally ill, so even though she was blindfolded and couldn't see who the other person was, she tried to speak but was silenced by their kiss.

He was gentle when he called her a bad puppy, but rough when he entered her body.

The inhumanly sized head of flesh rubbed against her vulva, stopping to wait for her to adjust.

Wu Xian's thirsty little pussy couldn't take it anymore. She didn't accept this kindness. It was her old problem. She always got carried away. She had just been taught a lesson by Hobart, and now she was doing it again.

She moved her hips forward and took in a large penis. Because it was taken in too hastily before it was properly dilated, she let out a mournful moan.

"So many! Waaah, I'm going to be fucked to death!"

It's a classic case of the guilty party accusing the innocent first.

"I'll let you off this time, but if you dare to eat it again, I'll slap your acupoints while inserting my penis inside."

"Hmm..."

"What's wrong? Say something."

The intruder rubbed her clitoris, his cold hands roaming over Wu Qian's body. He knew exactly what her sensitive spots were; his hands were almost cold, but each time he touched a spot, they ignited a raging fire within her.

"You don't dare to say it? You don't even need to say that you'll get an orgasm just from hearing about being slapped? You're such a useless little dog, you squirt after saying just a few words."

"Oh, I like it, I like it! I'm just a useless little dog, scold me more, hmm, it's going in, it's so deep, it's reached my heart, Master!"

The intruder pressed his hand against her waist and forced his way inside. When he heard this, he lost his composure and murmured, "What did you say?"

Wu Xian didn't know why he called him master, but fortunately he didn't investigate further and instead took it for granted that he would hit his buttocks.

With each thrust, he would pound into her lustful heart. Although it felt like such a thick and long penis, it was incredibly fast when he was fucking her, giving Wu Qian the illusion that he hadn't left yet and was already fucking her again.

Her buttocks and genitals were red and swollen, itchy and painful. How could one not feel attached to a pair of cool hands placed on her body at this time!

Like wild animals making love, he held her by the scruff of her neck, leaving teeth marks on it. But he never broke her skin and drew blood.

When Wu Xian reached another climax, he stopped, pulled out, and comforted the puppy's body.

"Why aren't you shooting?"

"You want me to ejaculate inside you?"

"Mmm, I want to eat semen." Wu Qian nodded obediently. Because she had just experienced intense sex, she was especially docile. Even the cold intruder's voice became gentle.

"What if your master finds out you ate some other man's semen?"

Wu Xian discovered that he particularly disliked his master and always liked to bring her up, wanting her to talk about how she betrayed her master because she couldn't resist the temptation.

He didn't need Wu Xian's reply; he simply told her, "I can't ejaculate this time, go to sleep, I'm leaving."

"You'll have to be my model tomorrow, Harold."

Wu Xian knew that she had always known who it was; it was as if the answer had been laid bare, waiting for her to discover it.

Harold laughed and left with the black mist, leaving behind a tired, well-fed little dog who quickly fell asleep, just as she had when her master was there.