Minecraft Chapter 4

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Chapter Four
I've never quite understood why Chen Dong would have such an utterly irrational thought. If it were because he
was raised by his mother from a young age, and his subconscious desire to challenge authority as an adult led him to want to possess his mother as a man,
I could at least understand it. But his desire to see his mother's extremely private and lewd side, even
accepting others possessing her, is completely incomprehensible to me. And as his best friend, I
actually had a fleeting thought of possessing his mother in front of him—wasn't that a bit too shameless?
No, I'm Chen Dong's good brother, I can't be so shameless, I have to leave. I…
Sitting blankly on the living room sofa, lost in thought, I was shocked by Aunt Zhou, who had changed into her leotard. The long-
sleeved, V-neck, beige leotard clung to the curvaceous woman, contrasting beautifully with her fair skin. Subtle
gold embroidery extended from the shoulders, drawing a large circle between her breasts, meeting at the cleavage
before meandering down to her crotch. That damned little tail, the beige triangle crotch
clung tightly to my body, creating a shallow slit—that damned slit.
My inner balance crumbled the moment I saw that bright gymnastics outfit. "Aunt Zhou, your outfit is
really pretty," I said tentatively after looking her up and down a few times. This was the first time I'd spoken to her today.
"Oh!" Aunt Zhou responded coldly, her eyes flickering, her attitude unreadable.
After doing a few stretches that seemed incredibly seductive to me, she bent over with her back to me. Her legs spread, her sexy, round buttocks
swaying a few times before my eyes. "Is it just the outfit that's pretty?" A barely audible voice drifted
in amidst the elegant music.
Those flat words exploded in my mind. The number that had been stuck at 10 finally jumped, rising to
55. Without any warning, it jumped to 55. I hesitated, I fucking hesitated. If it were just
one of those suggestive words or the unexpectedly fluctuating numbers, I might have impulsively gone over. But
the two signs appeared together, like a thief frantically trying to crack the combination to a safe whose contents are unknown
, and suddenly the door opened automatically, revealing a box full of gold bars. I shifted
uncomfortably on the sofa. "Of course, it only looks best on Aunt Zhou," I
replied shyly.
The room fell silent again, with only elegant music drifting in the strange atmosphere. Watching
Aunt Zhou doing various stretching exercises with ambiguous meanings, my gaze was fixed on her pert breasts and the subtly outlined
shape of her hips, my mouth dry. This time, Aunt Zhou's movements seemed slightly different from last time. I didn't know
if it was the different placement of the posture or my different psychology, but every time she bent over, it made me think
how pleasurable it would be to penetrate her in that position. Her every move—squatting on all fours and arching her back—always made me fantasize about
whether we could have sex in that position, seeing my penis sliding in and out of her soft thighs while her firm breasts
swayed.
I shifted restlessly on the sofa, hesitant to take any further action.
A barely audible sigh drifted through the elegant music. Aunt Zhou sat cross-legged with her back to me,
the number above her head flashing from 55 to 90. That number urged me on. I slowly stood up, and Aunt Zhou
stood up at the same moment. I froze. Remaining in that ridiculous, half-standing position, I watched Aunt Zhou slowly walk into
the bathroom.
Bang! The bathroom door closed, and I slumped back onto the sofa. What was wrong with me? Suddenly, I felt a deep
self-loathing for my hesitation and indecisiveness. I knew Aunt Zhou's intentions, yet I remained timid and hesitant
. The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped. Should I tell Aunt Zhou to go home? But when I saw
Aunt Zhou emerge from the bathroom, I truly felt that since my outburst last night, God had finally turned in my favor.
Her jet-black hair cascaded down the right side of her mature, delicate face, making her oval face, fresh from the bathroom steam, appear
exceptionally rosy. A towel was draped over her chest, barely covering her round, plump buttocks, her shapely thighs,
straight calves, and delicate little feet. She took small steps, as if even a slightly larger stride would
reveal the allure between her legs.
"Aunt Zhou, I… *gulp*!" I was about to speak when Aunt Zhou gracefully sat down diagonally opposite me,
a fleeting glimpse of her crotch, a glimpse of that fair, tender thigh—it was definitely an illusion.
"Isn't that Sister Zhou?" Her usually icy face was softened by the unusually rosy lips that uttered a voice that sounded both reproachful and coquettish
. She crossed her legs, her right leg resting lightly on the coffee table. With her right hand, she took out an ointment, squeezed out some moisturizer,
and applied it to her straight calf.
"Hehe, it's Sister Zhou, of course it's Sister Zhou. Let me do it!" Looking at the number 90 above my head, and then at
Zhou Ying's obvious intentions, I knew I had to seize the opportunity. I hurriedly rushed over, squatted
beside Zhou Ying's legs, and extremely rudely placed my hand on her delicate calf, applying the smooth moisturizer.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Ying involuntarily recoiled when my hand touched her calf, asking coldly.
"Nothing, you just finished showering, let me do the moisturizer. Sister Zhou's skin is so smooth, like
a newborn baby's." Zhou Ying put her legs back on the coffee table and picked up a magazine, flipping through it.
The magazine was propped up too high, obscuring her face, so I couldn't see her expression.
I rubbed the cream up her calves, past her pink knees and firm thighs. As if to make it easier to apply the cream, her crossed
legs parted. A dazzling sight! Although Zhou Ying had pressed the towel between her legs, I still carefully admired
the view. Damn! This slut, she's really gone to any lengths to seduce me,
not even wearing underwear. Her light brown labia were tightly closed, with thick, protruding labia minora peeking out, and thick pubic hair clung
to her crotch. She had a haughty demeanor, occasionally giving me a cold glance as I obediently served her. It both
annoyed me and filled me with a sense of conquest. Damn, when has it ever been a woman who obediently serves me? Even Liu Kelan was so
proactive, not to mention that… who went there? Trying to seduce me? I'll play with her slowly.
My hand, applying the cream, each time reaching deep into her thighs, still had a little distance from that increasingly warm and moist area.
As I was leaving, I touched her again. Each time I got close, Zhou Ying's thighs tensed slightly, but
I just wouldn't touch that tender spot. Zhou Ying's legs couldn't help but gradually spread wider, her tightly closed labia
reflecting the light.
"Sister Zhou, after you've finished applying it to my legs, where else should I apply it?" Hearing Zhou Ying's increasingly obvious breathing, I
asked, feigning ignorance.
"Apply some to my back too." Zhou Ying leaned on the sofa, her tone commanding. Damn! Now
her private parts were completely exposed. Her pubic hair was already covered in dewdrops, yet she still maintained a
cold and aloof demeanor. Was this the skill of a mature woman? Did I have to beg her before she would grant my request
? My penis was already painfully hard, but I was determined to suppress the desire that was gnawing at me.
Such a white, slender back! Such soft, perky, full buttocks! I desperately suppressed the urge to roughly knead
her soft, round buttocks. Kneeling beside her, I carefully rubbed my hands on her smooth back, refraining from
touching her buttocks. Zhou Ying's legs were tightly pressed together, slowly rubbing against each other, occasionally letting out a moan. She
was truly struggling to hold back! I watched her swaying buttocks and chuckled inwardly. But when I knew the final outcome tonight
, I knew I wouldn't tease her like this.
In the increasingly heated living room, I gently scraped and caressed Zhou Ying's snowy back. Suddenly, she sat up.
Her large breasts were alluring, and her hazy eyes were filled with the flames of desire. She pushed me down.
"You bad boy, you little rascal," she said, biting her red lips and playfully scolding me.
"Sister Zhou, you... mmm!" Zhou Ying pounced on me, her soft lips silencing my voice, her tender tongue
teasing my tongue in her mouth. Her soft, large breasts pressed against my chest, rubbing against my
skin. A mature woman can be a little frightening when aroused. She ripped off my clothes and knelt on my chest, sucking on my
nipples. She thrust her chest forward, placing my hand on her large breasts. "You naughty boy, you little rascal, harder
! You know what I want, but you're still teasing me!" she said, grabbing my hand and kneading it forcefully. She turned
and knelt beside me, quickly unbuckling my belt and pulling down my underwear. She glared at me with lustful eyes
and exclaimed, "So big!" As if discovering a treasure, she cupped my erect penis in her hands, rubbed it against her face
, and then swallowed it whole.
Her head swayed, her slender hands moved, and she occasionally performed deep throating. I was terrified by her frenzied actions,
afraid she might bite me in a moment of excitement. But gradually, I was drawn to her excellent oral skills, her gentle sucking and biting,
her throat light and delicate. No matter how wildly she moved her head, her fine teeth never grazed my penis. One hand
gripped her soft, large breasts, and not content with that, she guided my fingers to her secret place between her buttocks.
Her vulva was dripping with lustful fluid; my hand was covered in it as soon as I touched it. "Sister Zhou, be gentle! With
that sucking, I'm afraid I'll ejaculate."
"You ejaculate, I want it, I want your hot semen!" Zhou Ying almost screamed. She flipped over and straddled
my waist, her small hand easily pulling my hot, erect penis into her body, then quickly began to sway
her alluring waist.
"So long, so thick, it's hitting the G-spot. Knowing what I want, you still tease me, I'll squeeze, I'll squeeze!"
Her hot vulva contracted and tightened repeatedly. Although it lacked the tightness of a virgin's vagina, the biting opening and the
constantly swaying, teasing motions were incredibly stimulating.
Zhou Ying's hands were pressed against my chest, moving up and down incessantly, her breasts swaying with her body, creating
dazzling waves. Suddenly, her pert buttocks pressed firmly against my lower abdomen, and she actually turned around, my penis still inside her, her hands
on the coffee table, and began to sway her round buttocks dramatically. The stimulating scene: a slender waist, wide, pert
buttocks, a perfect heart shape. Each time she approached my glans, I could feel the soft friction of her inner core; each time she lifted her vaginal
opening, it gripped my erect glans tightly. The room was filled with the slapping sounds of her buttocks against my abdomen and Zhou Ying's alluring moans
.
After nearly a hundred thrusts, Zhou Ying suddenly let out a loud scream, feeling her vaginal opening tighten with each thrust. She
trembled a few times, reaching orgasm. I sat beneath her like a puppet, completely controlled by her constant swaying;
she had orgasmed. A mature woman is indeed a mature woman. Her familiarity with her own body allowed her to quickly find her sensitive
spots and reach orgasm through her own efforts. She panted as she lay on the coffee table, her upturned buttocks pressed firmly
against my crotch, my erect penis feeling the undulating flesh of her vagina during her orgasm. It really wasn't very satisfying!
But it was definitely a stimulation that a virgin or an inexperienced woman couldn't feel!
I stood up, hugged her slender waist, and began to thrust in and out of her wet vagina. "Right there,
rub it a little." Zhou Ying quickly recovered from her orgasm and actively matched my thrusts, occasionally
directing me to rub a few times at the deepest point. But after only a few dozen thrusts, she pounced on me again, straddling
me and starting to twist wildly. "Grab me, grab my breasts. Harder." I fucking
felt like I was being raped by her. Waves of pleasure washed over me, and I gritted my teeth and endured it. My hands kneaded and squeezed her plump breasts desperately
, trying to alleviate my increasingly intense stimulation.
"It's coming, it's coming, it's almost here again," Zhou Ying roared. No, I can't keep being so passive. I got up
and pinned her down, thrusting into her without any mercy. "That's it, that's it. I'm coming, I'm coming."
Zhou Ying's moans were almost sobs, her hands seemed to want to tear my back apart, her eyes rolled back, and her heavy
breathing sounded like that of a drowning person. Finally, a surge of heat hit my glans, and her whole body trembled.
Then her eyes closed, and she went limp beneath me, only her heaving breasts and heavy breathing testifying to
her condition. I was also nearing my limit, my hands reaching under her armpits and gripping her snowy shoulders tightly, thrusting,
thrusting forcefully.
"I'm going to cum," I roared excitedly through clenched teeth. Zhou Ying endured my thrusts without moving
, streams of semen, each one scalding hot and making her tremble.
When the last spurt came out, I tried to sit up, but Zhou Ying, her eyes tightly closed, grabbed me. That sound…
The voice sounded like that of a seriously ill person: "Don't go out, stay inside." I obeyed and lay on top of her,
my limp penis still inside her tight vagina.
"You little rascal," Zhou Ying's soft voice came from beside me.
"You're awake?" I looked at Zhou Ying, who had opened her eyes, with a playful look. "Aren't you going to let me out?"
"No, I want more!" Zhou Ying squeezed my penis tightly and gently bit my earlobe.
That seductive voice instantly made my limp penis swell up again. I tried to thrust a couple of times, and my penis became harder and harder.
"So fast?" Zhou Ying was finally surprised.
"You're so beautiful, so alluring, I'd be willing to die on you today." I kissed her red
lips and said.
"Hmph! I'm wearing such beautiful clothes today, and I'm so actively seducing you, and you want me to become so crazy before you'll... I won't let you go until I've satisfied you. You little rascal." Zhou Ying 　　said
resentfully . 　　 "Who told you to hit me that day? How was I supposed to know what you meant? And today you even raped me," I teased. 　　 "I was going to rape you, bite your big cock off," Zhou Ying said coquettishly, biting 　　me hard with her vaginal opening again. 　　 Suddenly, the sound of keys clicking at the door startled us both. "Quick, go to the bathroom!" Zhou Ying pushed me 　　down, shoved her clothes into my arms, and ran upstairs naked without even grabbing a towel. I hurriedly grabbed 　　my clothes and rushed into the bathroom, not even having time to close the door, when I heard the chubby guy's voice: "You're done showering? I just 　　got home. How was it? I told you I'd give you a surprise, did you like it? Hehe, Tingting, you smell so good, 　　I don't even want to shower anymore, I just want to keep your scent." 　　 I quickly dressed, zipping up my clothes as I came out. The chubby guy saw me and said smugly, 　　"Alright, go to sleep early! Beauties are made by sleeping. Bye-bye." He hung up the phone with a brisk expression. He glanced sideways 　　at the bath towel on the sofa, then grabbed me excitedly and said, "Da Ye, hehe. Zhang Ting is a 'white 　　tiger'! Today I..." 　　 I tried to calm myself down while trying to brush him off. I was really thinking of finding an excuse to go home when I saw Zhou 　　Ying elegantly walking down the stairs in her pajamas. "Coming home so late? Do you want to go out again next time? Are 　　n't you going to take a shower? Oh right, Xiao Ye is sleeping at our house tonight. You two, hurry up and go study." She 　　winked at me as she spoke. 　　 Damn it! Is there no law anymore? She didn't even ask my opinion before keeping me here? What does she want? She even 　　stared at my crotch with a smirk. Damn it, it looks like today won't end well. As soon as 　　 we got upstairs, the chubby guy pulled me aside and started telling me about his day. This guy really went all out! First, he took 　　Zhang Ting for a drive, then he had someone set off fireworks by the river for half a day, then he presented her with a necklace, and all he did 　　was touch Zhang Ting's body. Disgusting, utterly disgusting. They've prepared everything like this, and they still can't even get a hotel room? 　　I'm stuck here, feeling awkward. Time to take a shower. 　　 As soon as I entered the second-floor bathroom and took off my clothes, Zhou Ying, in a red nightgown, slipped in. She giggled and 　　pinched my butt. What a slut! "Why are you in here? Aren't you afraid Chen Dong will find out?" she said, standing on the toilet 　　to urinate. 　　 "I was just worried about you being awkward, I felt sorry for you," she said, pressing against my back, her small hand reaching in 　　front of me to guide my penis as I urinated. The cool touch of her small hand sent a shiver of pleasure through me. Glancing sideways at 　　our reflection in the mirror, my penis became erect again. The logo in the lower right corner of the mirror was already six bars. 　　 "Hehe, why is it so sticky?" Knowing full well that my penis was covered in her fluids, Zhou Ying 　　asked knowingly, like a little fox. 　　 "Maybe you haven't showered. Why don't you help me wash up? You know perfectly well why!" I said, pinching her nipple 　　. 　　 Zhou Ying smiled, puffed out her chest, and sweetly squatted down, opening her mouth to suck on my urine-soaked penis . "Don't mess with women as fierce as wolves!" I 　　thought silently 　　, leaning on the sink, watching Zhou Ying kneeling beneath me, sucking my penis. 　　 This time, she was much gentler, watching my monstrous penis slide in and out of her rosy lips, her tight sucking occasionally 　　pulling out her labia. Her tongue gently tickled my testicles, her tongue slowly sliding from the base of my penis to the glans. She 　　occasionally rubbed her fair face against my burning shaft, leaving wet marks on her delicate skin. 　　 A mature, elegant woman, with the air of an elder, a beautiful woman 　　treating my genitals with such tenderness and affection—this stimulating, sadomasochistic feeling greatly impacted my senses. I placed one hand on her 　　head, without applying any force, without needing any prompting. Zhou Ying began to forcefully swallow my burning penis deeper and deeper into her throat 　　, eventually swallowing it entirely. Her rosy lips pressed tightly against my pubic hair, making her look 　　as ridiculous as if she had grown a thick beard. 　　 "Da Ye! I need to pee, let me in." Just as I was enjoying myself, the chubby guy's voice suddenly rang out from outside. 　　 Things had gotten out of hand. I kept winking at Zhou Ying, who was still sucking my penis. Zhou Ying pulled me into 　　the bathtub, closed the glass door of the bathroom, turned on the shower, and submerged herself in the tub. 　　 "Damn, I'm taking a shower. Hurry up, don't peek!" Seeing that Zhou Ying was hidden, I 　　shouted loudly at the chubby guy. 　　 "Don't worry, just for a second." The bathroom door was pulled open. "You're not a beauty, who would peek at you?" 　　The chubby guy rushed in, and the sound of urinating filled the air. 　　 Zhou Ying, hiding between my legs, kept fiddling with my erect penis with her fingers. I gestured a few times and let 　　her do as she pleased. Unexpectedly, Zhou Ying gave me a wicked smile and took my penis into her mouth again. Just 　　across the door was my brother urinating, and on this side, my brother's mother was lewdly sucking 　　my penis. This stimulating scene almost made me moan. 　　 I desperately tried to signal Zhou Ying to stop, but she actually gestured for me to be quiet and skillfully 　　sucked my penis. That damn fat guy, after urinating, went to wash his hands, and while washing his hands, he talked to me 　　about his exploration of Zhang Ting that day. He kept declaring that next time he would take her directly. Damn it, I'm being...

While your mother was being pleasured, I had to grit my teeth, suppressing the stimulating pleasure, and haphazardly brush off the talkative, chubby
man, afraid of giving myself away.
Finally, he finished and left. "You slut, aren't you afraid your son will find out?" I pinched Zhou
Ying's pretty face hard.
"I want it!" The lustful woman was bold, turning around and spreading her snowy buttocks with both hands, her wet
labia open. I thrust myself on top of her without hesitation, penetrating her burning penis all the way in.
Warm water splashed on Zhou Ying's snowy back, flowing down her smooth back and over her upturned buttocks, each powerful thrust
creating a splash. Zhou Ying gently bit her fingers, moaning softly from her nose and mouth
. The water in the bathtub gradually rose above our calves, overflowing the edge of the tub. I thrust vigorously,
while keeping an eye on the sounds outside the bathroom. Perhaps he was multitasking, because after nearly two hundred thrusts, he didn't
feel like ejaculating, while Zhou Ying covered her mouth tightly with both hands, making whimpering sounds as she climaxed
.
I helped Zhou Ying up and placed her on the bathroom counter. She braced herself on the counter with her hands, her round buttocks twitching a few times.
"Come in quickly!" she pleaded softly, as if crying. I held my penis and thrust my hips in hard.
In the mirror, Zhou Ying's two large, bell-like breasts swayed with my thrusts, her white teeth biting
her rosy lower lip, occasionally letting out suppressed whimpers. Every sound was piercing my ears, assaulting my senses.
"Da Ye! What are you doing? You're not masturbating in there, are you? It's been so long, why aren't you coming out?"
The chubby man's teasing voice came from outside the door. I jumped in fright, and the flesh inside my penis tightened. I
stared at Zhou Ying without moving for a moment, then smiled wickedly.
"Damn it! Mind your own business, you have to bother me several times while I'm taking a shower. How annoying!" I yelled back,
gripping Zhou Ying's swaying hips tightly and thrusting into her forcefully.
"Mmm!" The sudden impact made Zhou Ying involuntarily moan, biting her fingers hard, and surprisingly, she closed
her eyes and began to enjoy it.
"Damn it! Hurry up, I have something good to share with you. Oh... um... nothing. Mom! Mom! Strange,
where did Mom go?" The fat man's voice faded into the distance, and Zhou Ying beneath me finally became anxious.
The stimulating scene, Zhou Ying's anxious pleading, I thrust into her relentlessly, the steamy bathroom filled with
the sound of slapping against Zhou Ying's soft buttocks. Finally, I let out a low growl and
reached climax with Zhou Ying. Hot semen shot into her body without spilling a drop. The
logo in the lower right corner of the mirror was finally full.
Suddenly, a voice in my head urged me to click on the full logo. Confused, I reached out and
touched the full bar of the logo. A wisp of pale blue smoke billowed from the bathroom exhaust fan, and
I inhaled the thick smoke. The original memory returned to my mind. Zhou
Ying, who had been slumped on the shower, blankly covered her genitals with one hand and walked straight out of the house, naked. I walked naked
out of the bathroom and came to the door of the fat man's room. The fat man was holding his phone blankly, as if he had been sending
a text message just a moment ago. I tapped his head and said, "Kid, what a pity. Who told you to set your mother to be a crazy
slut? Otherwise, I would have liked you to watch how I do your mother. What a pity." After saying that, I went straight downstairs and
out the door. I pulled a driver who was parked on the side of the road out of the car, started the car, and drove straight to Peach Blossom Building.
In the milky white room, the floating sphere scanned me a few more times. I chose a white leather jacket, which
still had a large floral pattern on it. "Your last test was of very high quality. I suggest you add some
special settings. Liu Juan (No. 315), Liu Kelan (No. 357), and Zhou Ying (No. 125) have been recovered.
Would you like to recreate them as before?"
I smacked my lips, savoring the stimulating sex of our last encounter. "Occasionally, it's fine, but too often
I become numb. How long can I rest this time? Zhou Ying (No. 125) can be recreated as before, but re-set to be
a virgin and a virgin. Damn, she took me twice, it felt like I was raped. Her sexual initiative has decreased a level
."
"The result of your last test was 98%, now it's 97%, so I suggest you
rest in the repair pool for at least 48 hours or consume the nutritional porridge we prepared for you. Your total rest time is 120
hours."
"Nutritional porridge?" I frowned slightly, feeling a bit nauseous, and shook my head in refusal. "120 hours?
I'll just use them all in the repair pool then." Thinking of the lonely observation deck and the departed Mainstein,
I muttered a complaint, obediently lying down in the glass tank filled with green liquid that rose in the milky-white room,
closing my eyes with an oxygen mask on. "By the way, please stop stimulating my memories. I want to sleep peacefully."
"Okay, the Real Memory Stimulant will only be used when you use false memories. Please have a good sleep
." The room lights dimmed, with only the floating sphere emitting a red light scanning my body.
Beep, beep.
I opened my eyes, and all I saw was a thick, green liquid. I stepped out of the glass tank, and the floating sphere said,
"Your 120-hour rest period is over. Your physical condition has reached 100%. May I re-enter the special
operations area?"
I smiled sarcastically and said, "Can I choose not to enter?"
"This time, do you need to use real memories or reset virtual memories? By the way, this workload
requires 12 units."
I stretched and took a deep breath, but when I heard the last sentence, I almost choked. I couldn't help but
shout angrily, "What? 12 units? Are you crazy! Why?"
"Number 36 has left. To ensure the workload, you must reach 12 units. Therefore, I suggest you use
real memories."
"Damn it, aren't you afraid of being drained dry? I won't do it. Do you believe I'll commit suicide in the special operations area?"
I said angrily. The damn control room had soft, milky-white walls. If a person bumped into it, they would only slowly revert to a
human shape. Unless I bit off my wrist, but before that, they would definitely knock me unconscious first.
"This is something we had no choice but to do. We will grant you
the authority to adjust the status of the special work area at any time," the sphere said, completely ignoring my threats.
"Damn it, can't I just tell you to adjust it for me? And that authority from last time that allows me to clearly see the status of androids
, what's the use? Just a few numbers jumping above their heads." I said unhappily. What garbage authority,
all thanks to my bluffing. Those damn numbers are only for reference.
"This authority is higher than mine," the synthesized electronic voice said. "You can adjust your identity and
the status of the android at any time."
"I can't do 12 bars, reduce it a bit." After trying to fool me for so long, I was smart enough to steer the conversation back on track.
"12 bars."
"7 bars."
"13 bars."
"8 bars."
...
"I give up, 10 bars. If you increase it any more, I won't do it." I hate being threatened the most, but I had no
choice. It was better than them knocking me unconscious and extracting my semen directly. I compromised.
"This is the adjuster; you can use it to adjust the special operations area at any time."
A digital watch-like wristwatch was flipped up from the flat ground.
Damn it, always trying to fob me off with these little favors. There's nothing I can do now; they're the butcher, and I'm the fish
. One day I'll tear this place down, I thought bitterly. Three years ago, when I first entered the special
operations area, I was so surprised and excited. Although it was only a small place of less than 10,000 square kilometers,
the feeling of being the only one in charge, of everyone being my plaything, was so wonderful. The first few times, I was reluctant to return
to this cold control room; each time I was forcibly rendered unconscious and transported out. The 20-unit ration each time
made me extremely dissatisfied; it was too little. But slowly, this life as a semen-producing cow numbed and bored me. It did everything it
could to beg for my pleasure, its body filled with my semen, only to be recycled after 48 hours. Then a new one would be created
to continue to please me. If I exhibit suicidal tendencies within the special operations area, I
will be forcibly rendered unconscious immediately, anywhere, at any time. This state of having my life completely controlled by others truly leaves me feeling utterly 　　 powerless
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