Sex dolls

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1 In 2021, an era when artificial gene synthesis technology was becoming increasingly mature, scientists created "Angel People" at the request of Western religious figures.
Possessing flawless human forms, lacking reproductive function, and with wings on their backs, Angel People were supposed to be beautiful beings offered by the church to the gods…
Unexpectedly, in Eastern societies with beliefs drastically different from those of Western countries, the angel people's alluring, otherworldly appearance and infertile beauty became the ultimate sex toys in the eyes of criminals!
"Kiss me, hold me tight with your hands, kiss me, I will ignite your desire, indulge! Indulge! Even the crescent moon is hazy, tonight I am your sexdoll…"
In Lan Kwai Fong, near the Central business district, the neon lights outside the glass doors of the "Sexdoll" bar emitted a sweet and sensual glow, like the languid jazz music sung by Aida, attracting men and women to enter.
In Hong Kong, a transportation hub connecting East and West, the "Sexdoll," run by Duke Samuel, was a household name.
After five years of operation, its success wasn't solely due to its prime location; the owner's personal charisma attracted numerous officials and dignitaries.
The bustling atmosphere drew even more customers, and similarly, it lured down-on-their-luck individuals seeking a way to make money, as they believed in the influence of "Sexdoll" and its owner in high society.
This trend intensified after Samuel took in an angel who had escaped from a prostitution ring, allowing her to earn enough money to travel to the West within days.
"If you want to make money to go to the West, the Duke is the one to go to." Such whispers gradually spread among the other angels.
It was a freezing night, so cold that even passersby didn't want to linger on the street for a second longer.
However, "Sexdoll" became increasingly lively as the night went on. Many men, collars undone, stood before the stage, captivated by the seductive voice of the red-haired beauty, Ada. The diners, mostly tipsy and enjoying themselves, were also thoroughly entertained.
Business was twice as good as usual, with a significant increase in people wanting to see Samuel.
"I'm an old friend of the Duke, I need to see him."
"Let me see Mr. Duke, even for just a few seconds!"
"I must go to the West, please, let me stay and work here..."
Whether it was a well-dressed gentleman or a down-on-their-luck person turned away at the door: ... Manager Chen, as everyone's manager, politely replied to each person who came to see him, "I'm sorry, Mr. Duke is out on business and not in the store."
Even Ada, the famous British star, who wanted to meet with Samuel after work, received the same answer.
"I clearly saw him go into the basement with a fat man while we were resting in Zhongyang." Aida, who had just removed her makeup in the lounge, said angrily, "Tell Samir to come out and see me!"
"Miss Aida, the master instructed that no one is allowed to disturb him… please don't make things difficult for me." Chen hurriedly stopped Aida from going to the basement.
"Okay, I won't make things difficult for you." Aida thought for a moment, then finally gave up. She sat back down on the sofa in the lounge and lit a cigarette silently. "I'll wait for him here, is that alright?"
"I'm so sorry." Chen breathed a sigh of relief. "You stay here and take care of Miss Aida." He quickly called a waitress from the front of house to accompany Aida and even went to the kitchen himself.
"The master and that man have been inside for a long time. What did he want with the boss?" While busy comforting Aida and attending to the business in the store, Chen's gaze couldn't help but drift towards the tightly closed copper door to the basement.
In the secluded room, human trafficker Jia Xin stole glances at the man sitting in the velvet chair. Nervously, he pulled a tissue from a box and habitually twisted his bulbous nose.
Today, he finally had the chance to witness the "sexdoll" owner's charm!
He had a pair of clear, jade-like eyes; he was probably twenty-six or twenty-seven? Jia Xin thought to himself, never expecting... Erduk was so young, and his handsomeness was extraordinary…
The well-tailored black suit made his long golden hair shine even brighter. He was like Narcissus, the nymph god from Greek and Roman mythology—a man with a bewitching beauty!
What a pity! Such a handsome man could fetch a high price on the black market…
What a pity! Such a handsome man could fetch a high price on the black market… Noticing that the other person was watching him, Jia Xin blushed and quickly pulled himself out of his reverie. He cleared his throat and said, “So? Have you decided?” He and Samir were originally completely unrelated, but he had to ask for Samir’s help because an important client insisted on returning goods.
Samir crossed his legs, leaned back in his chair, and remained silent for more than fifteen minutes.
Jia Xin, who had been acting alone, could no longer resist squatting down and lifting the white cloth that covered the naked girl lying between the two of them, her hands and feet, and the wings on her back, up to the bound girl, all at once.
“Duke, come and take a look! Such a fine angel, you’ll never find another like her…” He spoke with the fervor of a salesman, “She’s a virgin, and beautiful too. I’ll give you a 10% discount on the $200,000 price tag, you’re getting a steal!”
“I have no interest in angels, and even less in illegal human trafficking or sex work. Take her away.”
He glanced at the girl’s naked body, purple with cold and covered in whip marks, and Samuel unconsciously rubbed his temples. He hadn’t wanted to see Jia Xin, but he couldn’t resist the repeated requests of his regular customer, so he reluctantly let him in. Sure enough,
Jia Xin had brought a huge problem with him. “Oh… don’t be so heartless. Who likes to do illegal business? There’s supply where there’s demand!” Jia Xin rushed to Samuel anxiously. “If you don’t want her, surely one of your rich friends will be interested? You once arranged for an angel to sleep with a government official a few times, making her a fortune with ease. This time, this time, you can let them taste the flavor of an angel again—”
“That’s the end of our conversation!” Samir interrupted him, his face falling as he stood up.
He never liked helping others because “helping” was a thankless and unprofitable endeavor, and it was even worse if it left any negative consequences!
The angel from over a year ago had voluntarily exchanged her body for money, and an official he knew happened to be interested in it, so he arranged for the two to meet and then never inquired about it again. But he never expected that such a small matter would spread and cause him so much trouble.
"Don't be angry, I misspoke!" Jia Xin looked up at Samir's tall, slender figure, about 190 centimeters tall. He quickly put on a smile, grabbed the girl's arm, and dragged her in front of Samir, ignoring her startled awakening in pain. He began to shamelessly fondle her body. "Look, such delicate skin, such beautiful wings. Even though you've been beaten so badly, you still look so charming."
After regaining some consciousness, the girl began to struggle violently. Her originally bluish skin regained some color due to the excessive exertion.
"God-like beauty, a body that can make people feel like they're in heaven, and you don't have to worry about getting her pregnant... You must have heard that angels who are not capable of reproduction are the best sex toys, right?" "
My friend said that you don't have a woman around you right now, and a man as outstanding as you must be very picky about his female companions, right?" Jia Xin withdrew his hand and used both palms to restrain the girl's thighs, keeping her in an alluring position with her legs wide open. "Why don't we buy her and see what happens?"
The girl's dark eyes, filled with fear, humiliation, and resentment, stared directly at Samir. Her large eyes, brimming with tears and seemingly wanting to accuse him, piqued Samir's curiosity.
"What's her name?" he blurted out casually, crouching down to look at her.
"Hatsune. 'Hatsu' as in 'beginning,' 'sound' as in 'music,' a very nice name, isn't it? Be careful! She's a bit fierce..." Seeing Samir reach out to gently stroke Hatsune's cheek, only to have her hand immediately slapped away, Jia Xin abruptly pulled up the rope around her wrists, pushing her further.
Samir pressed down on her legs with one knee, using one hand to firmly hold her supine position on the ground, then looked at Jia Xin beside him. "Why are you tied up like this?"
Seeing Samir about to untie Hatsune, Jia Xin quickly stepped forward to stop him. "Hey! Dangerous, she's fierce." The original buyer almost had his "important parts" cut by her during the "test run," she'd already scared away one important client, and he didn't want to scare away a second one.
But Samir simply untied all the knots binding Hatsune and ripped the gag from her mouth.
"Don't touch me! Don't—" Hatsune cried out hoarsely, flapping her wings to try and break free from Samir, but her feet barely left the ground before she collapsed due to exhaustion.
Samir lowered his pale blue eyes, gazing at her beautiful, almost flying expression amidst a few snowflakes falling like snowflakes. As if touched by a memory of someone deep in his heart, he couldn't help but reach out and pull her slender waist back, wanting to hold her, covered in wounds, tightly in his arms.
Hatsune suddenly remembered the horrific beating she had suffered earlier, and in horror, she bit down on the hand that tried to touch her!
"Duke—" Jia Xin cried out in alarm before he could stop her, only to see Samir calmly letting Hatsune bite his hand.
Samir's reaction also confused Hatsune, and it wasn't until she tasted the salty blood that she unconsciously released her lips…
"You damned thing!" Jia Xin immediately stepped forward and pulled her away, slapping her hard several times. "Apologize to Mr. Duke right now?" Hatsune was knocked to the ground, her weak body losing consciousness again.
"Playing dead?" Jia Xin roughly pulled at Hatsune's smug, bruised arm, afraid that this would worsen Samir's impression of her. "Get up! Apologize to Mr. Duke right now—"
"Enough! Can't you see she's unconscious?" Samir frowned, pulling Hatsune away from Jia Xin. He took off his suit jacket and draped it over Hatsune Miku, his hawk-like eyes staring directly at Jia Xin. "She's not even an adult yet. Where did you get her?"
Jia Xin paused, scratched his head, and chuckled. "Hehe…she's from Taiwan, just turned seventeen. Her boyfriend owes me a ton of gambling debts, so he sold her to me!" His
long, golden hair cascading down his face, Samuel looked down at the unconscious Hatsune Miku on the floor. After a long while, he thoughtfully looked up at the seven-colored rose on the table, covered by a clear crystal vase.
After a moment of silence, he slowly uttered, "One hundred thousand US dollars, will you sell?"
"One hundred thousand—" Jia Xin roared as if a piece of his flesh had been ripped out.
Samuel's cold expression made it clear that there was no room for negotiation on the price.
“You really know how to bargain… Sigh! I just hope you don’t lose too much money, that’s all I ask!” He sighed like a deflated balloon, hoping to get rid of this hot potato as soon as possible. “If you can give me cash…”
“Cash… no problem.” As if he had resolved a business matter, Samuel smiled and picked up Hatsune, placing her on the recliner. He then went to the table, picked up the phone, and dialed the extension number. “Uncle Chen, please go to the safe and bring $100,000 to room A2 in the basement.”
Less than ten minutes after hanging up, Chen appeared at the door with a stack of cash.
Mao Xin happily counted the banknotes, his previously anxious heart finally settling down. He grinned broadly, pulled out a tissue to blow his nose, and greedily stared at Samuel. “Thanks! Duke, I hope we have the opportunity to cooperate again…”
“I don’t want to see you again!” Samuel said angrily. "Uncle Chen, please see the guest out." He coldly ordered, then turned away, giving Jia Xin, who was still standing there dumbfounded, absolutely no face.
Chen didn't know what they had talked about, but seeing Jia Xin excitedly stuffing the money into his suitcase, he roughly understood what had happened.
Watching Samuel leaning against the armrest of the recliner, gazing absently at the sleeping girl... Chen couldn't help but smile. Five years had passed, and he had finally seen Samuel showing interest in another woman again.
Although he didn't want to break the peaceful atmosphere, as he led Jia Xin out of the room and prepared to close the door, he still had to remind him, "Sir, Miss Aida is still waiting for you in the lounge."

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