[Desperate Imprisonment] Chapter 13: The Night is Deep and People are Weary

Chapter 13 of 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　*Desperate Imprisonment* : The night was deep, and I was weary

. I looked at Lulu's still-drenched, naked body. Her entire body was covered in warm
water droplets, especially her hair, which was layered with moisture, causing a slight steam to rise.
Large dewdrops seemed to have gathered on the tips of her nose, lips, shoulders, and especially her nipples, where the small peaks of her curves rose and fell
. Her fair skin, moistened by the warm water, appeared even more delicate and translucent; even her pores
seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the faint blue veins flowing gracefully beneath her skin. Her entire exquisite body
seemed boneless, a flowing curve forming a sculpture of pure white jade
... If it weren't for her flushed skin and her ashamed and desperate expression, I simply couldn't imagine that this
almost perfect seventeen-year-old girl emerging from the bath was a pure girl I had just coerced, stripped, pulled down, touched, played with,
molested, subjected to leg sex, breast sex, buttock sex, and oral sex, desecrated, ruined, humiliated, and defiled with wave after wave of semen that had almost made me weak
... This left me momentarily dazed and bewildered, as if in a dream, even
stunned for a while...

Of course... after all that fuss, and continuous lewd play and ejaculation, waves of drowsiness, fatigue, and emptiness were
eroding my willpower. I probably stood there in a daze for several tens of seconds before snapping out of it and opening
the tempered glass door of the shower room.

On the wall next to the shower room, there was a large three-tiered aluminum towel rack.
Neatly folded from top to bottom were three large bath towels: one white, one light blue, and one pink. These were the kind
of towels with a particularly dense and thick fleece, giving off a soft, comfortable, and warm feeling…
you could even almost smell a faint girl's scent. Even though I'm not very knowledgeable about girls' homes, just by looking at the colors
and sizes, I could guess that these were Lulu's older sister's towels, Lulu's and Xiao Ai's respective towels.

I took down the largest white towel on top, and I seemed to hear Lulu
let out a dissatisfied "hmm"… I immediately realized that it was her sister's towel. Perhaps in her mind, her sister was
some kind of ethereal, holy being, but now, that snow-white towel that had once kissed and wrapped her sister's body
was going to be used by me, this filthy, disgusting, shameless pervert, to wipe my body.

For a fleeting moment, I couldn't help but fantasize: Just how old is Lulu's older sister?
What does she do? What does she look like? Pretty? Good figure? Judging from Lulu's appearance and Xiao Ai's looks, she must
be a great beauty, right? Do I... have a chance to rape her?

Thinking of this, I ignored Lulu's silent protest, draped the large bath towel over myself, and began to
deliberately scrub the water droplets all over my body. I even deliberately rubbed the
snow-white bath towel that had once been close to Lulu's body very hard and intentionally, wrapping it around my penis and rubbing it several times. Then I took off the bottom section,
the light blue bath towel, and threw it to Lulu: "Dry yourself clean..."

Lulu knew, of course, that arguing with me about a bath towel at this time was foolish. She took
the bath towel , seemingly wanting to cover herself, but then she seemed to realize that although her hymen was still
intact, in reality, I had already played with her every inch of her body, leaving no secrets. Now, any attempt to cover herself
would be laughable. So… she simply lowered her head, controlling her tears,
her face flushed, lips pursed, ignoring me… and we each used a towel to
slowly dry the water droplets from our bodies.

I imitated what I saw on TV, wrapping the large towel around my waist haphazardly, while turning
around , I saw Lulu, who had already come out of the shower, had tied her towel around her chest…

To be honest, although I had already tasted and enjoyed almost all of Lulu's
secrets , the way that light blue bath towel was wrapped around Lulu's body like some kind of sexy lingerie
… made me stare blankly. If my lower body hadn't been so tired tonight, I probably would have
gotten hard immediately.

That light blue bath towel was very thick and soft, the long cotton threads as fine as coral fleece, and
under the light and residual steam in the shower room, it seemed to wrap Lulu in a holy and bright halo.
However, the light only enveloped Lulu at chest height, creating an adorable strapless look. A
knot was tied at the armpit, and perhaps fearing to anger me, Lulu didn't dare wrap herself up too high or too tightly. This only made her cute little
breasts appear even fuller, rounder, and more shapely under the towel, forming two peaks. A very
deep and delicate cleavage was also visible, with even the upper edges of her nipples peeking out. On either side of the cleavage, Lulu
's beautiful collarbones stood out prominently, creating two adorable protrusions under her delicate skin, and her rounded
shoulders had a soft, rounded feel. Even with the towel loose and soft, hanging down, you could see
the contrast between her slender waist and the curves of her small buttocks, creating a sexy silhouette. And peeking out from under the bath towel were two slender,
smooth calves and knees, and two feet with playful curves, ten adorable toes,
each like a lively little elf. The toenails, repeatedly washed by the warm bath water, had a warm,
glossy sheen.

No wonder people say that girls taking a bath are the sexiest, because although the most attractive and sexy parts of the body are covered,
it creates an allure of "one pull and you can enjoy everything," while also allowing
the girl's other curves and charming features to be displayed in a captivating way.

Everywhere she looked was captivating, every part of her was beautiful…

Lulu seemed oblivious to my lewd gaze and spoke first: “Brother Stone
… um… Xiao Ai… has been tied up for so long. She’s still young, so… please don’t tie her up too badly. Can I
… go and untie her?” She seemed to steal a glance at me, afraid I would get angry, and bit her lip to add, “She’s still
young, it’s already late… she should be asleep. I’ll go and comfort her, talk to her… just say we’re friends
chatting, it’s okay… let her listen to me and go to sleep, then lock her door. My sister has always disciplined her; before middle school,
she wasn’t allowed to have a cell phone or computer. There’s nothing in her room, she won’t… won’t…
do anything reckless… okay?”

I was actually still staring blankly at Lulu’s body wrapped in a light blue bath towel. I was actually a little irritated, but Lulu…
Misunderstanding my meaning, her eyes reddened again. Perhaps afraid I wouldn't agree, she whispered again, but
helplessly and shamefully added something she probably would never have said in her entire life: "...After
she's asleep...if you still want to play with Lulu...Lulu will let you play with her, okay?"

Hearing a beautiful seventeen-year-old girl plead with me so softly and plaintively, "If you want to play with her, you can play with her," I
felt which had just ejaculated,
even twitched again. However, I hadn't expected that Lulu, after all, was only a seventeen-year-old high school student, and after I had
just played with her like that...yet she still cared so much about her little niece. I've always been a little puzzled by this
feeling, and I couldn't help but pretend to be cold and ask, "You really are a
... doting auntie, aren't you? You and your sister are that close? Why do you dote on your little niece so much? You
protect her in every way... She's in fifth grade now, right? She'll be in preparatory class for junior high next year, right? Why are you treating her
like a snow doll? You've only tied her up for a little while, are you afraid she'll melt?"

I was just saying it casually, but to my surprise, Lulu seemed to be taken aback by my question. She hesitated for a moment,
even seemed to think for a second, as if explaining the situation to me: "Brother Stone... you...
are right to be angry with me. Lulu... you've... ruined her like this. But, Xiao Ai is really innocent...
She's a very sensible child, and quite pitiful... I don't want her to get hurt because of me...
"

"Pitiful? Pshaw! How pitiful? Look at what she's dressed, what she uses in her room... she's like a rich heiress
, how pitiful can she be? She's mixed race, right? Your brother-in-law is a foreigner, right? He's probably quite rich
..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have a brother-in-law!!!" Strange... Lulu hadn't dared
to provoke , but now she was actually quite angry, her face flushed, speaking fiercely, as if gritting her teeth.

"Hmph..." I snorted, unable to resist spouting nonsense again, "You can't even explain
why ? How many more times are you going to show off your feigned innocence and naivety in front of me? Oh... I know, Xiao Ai
isn't actually your sister's daughter. She's actually your biological daughter, right? Because you were too young, your sister covered for you? That
explains it..."

I was... genuinely spouting complete nonsense, even... making lewd jokes to tease a young girl
. Let alone the fact that Lulu is still a virgin, there's absolutely no way she could be pregnant or have a child.
Even in terms of age, Lulu is seventeen, and Xiao Ai is eleven. They're more like sisters
than daughter I made up.

Lulu was both amused and annoyed by what I said. She realized I was talking nonsense and couldn't help but sneer with a
hint of disdain. She spat out a "Pah!" Perhaps to gain my sympathy, or perhaps... after being
manipulated by me for so long, even though I coerced her, we had developed a
more . Or perhaps she just wanted to plead for Xiao Ai. She actually responded to me:

"Brother Shitou... this is my family's... shameful affair. But Xiao Ai herself knows, and we
haven't hidden it from her. She's always been a very sensible and lovable child. I... I can tell you,
can you promise me that after listening, you won't... hurt Xiao Ai anymore because of what happened between us?"

"Hmm? What shameful affair?" I vaguely guessed what it was, and even regretted
bringing it up.

Lulu sighed, her small chest heaving beneath the light blue bath towel. She seemed a little lost in thought, and after a long pause,
her eyes reddened, she said, "Xiao Ai... my sister was in high school in America when she was... raped by a
bad guy ... and that's how she got pregnant. And it was all because I was hanging out with my sister in America at the time... I was
young and naive, and I got into trouble, which led to all that."

"Ah..." I was stunned. My mind went blank for a moment, and instinctively, I wanted to join in and curse
the bad guy and how pitiful her sister was. But then I realized it was a damn coincidence.
These two sisters were in the same boat. Right now, I was also a "
bad guy" trying to rape a high school girl. And... judging from Xiao Ai's features, hair color, and pupils... she should be mixed race, which meant Lulu
's sister... was raped by a foreigner?

Lulu seemed unwilling to discuss how she had "caused trouble" that led to her sister's rape. Instead, her eyes
reddened, and she skipped over this story that must have left her with childhood trauma. She continued, "Later, I don't know
how , for several months she didn't realize she was pregnant… By the time she found out she was three months along, my parents insisted that
my sister abort the child. But my sister said… the child was innocent, and no matter how hard it was, she had to give birth,
so Xiao Ai came to be. Because of this, my sister even cut off contact with my parents. It's all because of me that
I messed up my sister's life… Later, because of this, my sister…" Neither of them finished university in the US as originally planned
. Instead, they came back to China and worked in the provincial capital, giving birth to Xiao Ai and taking care of her. I came to the provincial capital to study,
and my sister took care of me for our parents, which is why I live here. So, I've always helped my sister and I love Xiao Ai very much
... She's a very sensible child. "Brother Shitou, I... what did I do wrong? Brother Shitou, you just...
just ... take it out on me. No, don't hurt her. I... I'd rather
die than hurt Xiao Ai. If anything happens to this little girl, my sister... my sister will be heartbroken. Then... I... I might as well
die..."

Damn!

To be honest, I felt a little awkward, melodramatic, and embarrassed for a moment. To be honest, what Lulu said was
n't necessarily a very complicated story, but... in real life, it was still quite touching. Although I
don't know how much suffering a single mother with only a high school education who is raped, becomes pregnant out of wedlock, and has a mixed-race daughter
endures, nor do I know what her sister does to afford this rather nice
house in Xihua Garden, I still have some humanity and compassion. Lulu swindled me out of 300,000 yuan, but her sister and
that eleven-year-old girl haven't offended me. Besides, hearing such a tragic story is hard not to be moved,
but this situation... somehow makes me feel a bit pathetic, a bit evil, and I even have a slight urge to
run away .

"Alright, alright... You sound so pitiful, let's not talk about this anymore... Fine, let's just say she's pitiful."
I tried my best to keep looking fierce, but waved my hand, unwilling to press Lulu about
Xiao Ai 's background any further. I said, "Then go release your niece, coax her to sleep, and tell her to be good... But
let me make this clear: if you tell her to be good, and she tries to run away or call for help, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Mmm-hmm..." Lulu nodded repeatedly, then suddenly blushed, seemingly finding it difficult to speak. But
she still asked again, "Brother Stone... can I... can I put on my clothes and go to her room?"

I was stunned for a moment before realizing what Lulu was embarrassed about. In her current state, with
a it would be even more shameful and embarrassing for her to go to her niece's room wrapped only in a bath towel.
I couldn't help but laugh too: "Alright, alright! What are you ashamed of? What's there to consider about your elders' dignity?
Fifth graders these days, what don't they understand? That little girl already said I'm a bad guy, a rapist!
We've been outside for so long, she must think that her pretty aunt has been raped and violated by this bad
rapist ... Alright, alright, stop crying. If you want to maintain your
image as a pure aunt, then go put on some underwear or pajamas before you let her go..."

"Mmm..." Lulu felt like she'd been granted a reprieve, and turned to run wearily towards her room. Her swaying
figure was wrapped in a light blue bath towel. Although it was obvious from her physique... after half a day of lewd play, Lulu was so
tired her legs were weak, and she looked like she might collapse at any moment, but she was still so homely, private, and
refined . It gave me a strange feeling: this girl... even if I really raped her, took
her virginity, and broke her hymen, could I actually... not truly and completely defile her? What could I possibly
do to get more? Or rather, how much more pleasure could I possibly derive from her body? Or
is it that girls… are simply an inexhaustible treasure trove, and a night of coercion, rape, confinement, and humiliation
isn't enough to bring true happiness?

Of course, not only was Lulu exhausted, but I… was also becoming increasingly weak, my eyelids drooping.
The satisfying ejaculation and the warm bathwater relaxed my muscles, but at the same time, they also brought
on my drowsiness.

Sleep…

pajamas…?

Underwear…?

In the moment I drifted off, that drowsiness, coupled with Lulu's alluring figure, seemed to give me
another idea, and I started to get wicked again: "Wait…"

"Brother Stone?…" Lulu shuddered in fright, wondering what I was about to do.

"Let's go together…" I suddenly remembered, picked up my military dagger from the sink again,
pushed Lulu's smooth shoulders, and together, we pushed and shoved our way out of the bathroom that had given me such a heavenly
experience , and went to Lulu's room across the hall.

"Brother Stone...?" Lulu was pushed by me back to her little bed... not knowing what I was going to
do , she could only look at me with a bitter face.

"What clothes do you want to change into? Let me help you pick some out..." This time I couldn't even pretend to be cool, and
my smile a bit lewd.

"..."

"Hurry up..."

"Brother Stone... what are you doing?" Lulu was scared and embarrassed, and couldn't help but try to bargain with me again
.

I scoffed, leaned over, grabbed Lulu's arm, and wrapped one arm around her waist.
I even reached my hand under her pinkish-blue bath towel and lewdly patted her plump buttocks.
I sniffed her body fragrance at the edge of her pinkish-blue bath towel wrapped around her breasts, and then leaned up and whispered in her ear:

"Really... I don't know what I'm supposed to do? Or am I just pretending to be innocent with your brother Stone again? It's just for fun. Be good
, open your... underwear drawer,
show , then compare them on you one by one, be a little sexy, introduce them to your brother Stone... pick out an outfit
to wear for me... then, I'll let you wear your pajamas and let go of your little... And then... you'll be tired
, and I'll be tired... tonight, you're going to sleep in my bed with me... yes, in your bed,
but you're going to wear your underwear... and sleep with me. Understand? As for whether it's just underwear? Or a bra?
Or some kind of pajamas? Or naked... it all depends on which one your brother Stone will enjoy cuddling and playing with while he sleeps." "

...Brother Stone..."

"Yes, yes, your brother Stone, that's how perverted I am. I just love getting you dirty and ruining you. Not only
do I want to ruin your body, but I also want to ruin your clean panties, ruin your little room, ruin your little bed...
That's how I get happy. Understand?... I've been saying this all night, and it's not even midnight yet. What? No?
You don't want to? I just gave you a nice, clean bath, so of course you should dress up in something sexy yet innocent, and
sleep in bed with your brother Stone holding you... Your dirty panties have been rubbed against your brother Stone's dick
... Wearing new panties, can't I play with you?"

"..."

"You just said... as long as I untie your niece, you'll let me play with you however I want..."
"...You're going to argue with me over such a small request? Can't you just pick out a pair of panties and sleep with your brother Stone? Hmm?
Then I... I can only say you're not sincere. Just tying your niece up for one night would be fine... Hmph, ty her up for one night, and when
she wakes up tomorrow morning, I'll rape her. Eleven-year-old... so beautiful, just thinking about it makes my
blood boil ... She and you, together... I can turn on you in a heartbeat..."

"No, no, no... It's not true. I promised you, Brother Stone."

"Promised me what?" "

..."

"Say it... promised me what, say it... in a sweet, pretty way... you know
what your brother Stone likes to hear... if you're not satisfied, I'll make you repeat it over and over..."

"Yes..."

"Say it..."

Lulu's tears welled up again, and she could only stammer, "I promised... Lulu will show Brother Stone
Lulu 's underwear drawer, inside... clean underwear... Lulu's... panties, bras, one by one..."
Show it to Brother Stone... Please help me pick out my favorite outfit and let me wear it. Lulu puts it on, then goes to
settle Xiao Ai to sleep... When she comes back, Brother Stone can choose whatever he wants—whether it's wearing panties, a bra, or
pajamas... to sleep with Brother Stone. As long as Brother Stone is satisfied... promise Lulu he won't hurt Xiao Ai, and won't
rape Lulu inside. Lulu... will definitely be good.
Whatever ... whatever Brother Stone wants Lulu to wear for play, Lulu will wear
for Brother Stone to play with, however he wants, Lulu will do. Lulu will definitely... be a good girl/girl. "

I felt weak all over listening to her, and chuckled, unable to hide my satisfaction... Lulu was already spouting
a string of submissive, lewd words, her steps faltering. She seized the opportunity to gently break free from my grasp, reaching her large
wardrobe With a 'whoosh,' she pulled open the sliding door, not caring about revealing too much... Of course, there was still some
part of her body I hadn't seen clearly... Wrapped in a bath towel, she squatted down.

Honestly, even the various T-shirts, school uniforms, jeans, and other clothes hanging and folded inside,
the red, green, blue, and pink outer garments—after all, it was a girl's wardrobe—had a mysterious sexiness,
giving me a thrill of further intrusion and possession of Lulu.

Moreover... Lulu half-squatted down, and at waist-deep on the wardrobe, pulled open a
large, milky-white plastic drawer... Sure enough, it was Lulu's underwear drawer, but it seemed... to have opened up a stunningly beautiful
new sexy landscape for me.

My God, in this world, there actually exists such an exquisite, charming, sexy, pure, yet alluring
collection of clothing."

In Lulu's underwear drawer, on the left side were neatly rolled-up wads of small fabric—blue, red, green
, pink, white—each about the size of a handkerchief. These were girls' underwear; even without
special decorations, the delicate textures, fine fabric, cute rolled edges, and even some lace details clearly
indicated to me that these were Lulu's intimate panties. I realized that a girl's underwear drawer actually contained
so many panties; they were so colorful and exquisitely crafted; and despite their small
size could still comfortably cover a young girl's firm, juicy hips. On the right side of the drawer, however, was even more striking:
neatly arranged at a 45-degree angle were rows of underwear that most men would never recognize: bras.
Those round, full-cup, three-quarter-cup, and even many bra-shaped bras, all used two soft, thin, and delicate hemispherical pads—not
so to depict the most beautiful
curves of a young girl's breasts in the world.

I was truly dumbfounded. Logically speaking, I had already played with Lulu to this extent, completely naked,
and although I hadn't broken her hymen, I should have gotten a lot from Lulu... Yet, just
seeing a drawer full of girls' underwear still made me feel like I had discovered a new world, dazzling and mesmerized.

Perhaps... it's still the same principle. Every girl is a treasure trove; as long as you dig, there are
countless surprises and secrets, countless beauties to admire, countless shames to play with, and
countless purities to desecrate. A small detail, a faint fragrance, a concealed privacy,
a few delicate bows and lace trim… all these could drive a man wild with pleasure, as if he could defile,
ruin, play with, and humiliate her endlessly, until he achieved
boundless ecstasy.

I felt my mouth dry, my throat tight: “Hmph, nothing special… not particularly pretty. Lulu,
which ones do you like best? Pull them out yourself, and I’ll show them to your Brother Stone…”

Lulu didn’t dare look at me, seemingly staring blankly at the drawer full of lingerie… a little distracted.

At this moment, I could understand. For Lulu… whether she obeyed, resisted, struggled
, poured out her heart, experienced pleasure from my play, or felt only humiliation and indignation,
she was only hoping the night would pass quickly… if tomorrow she could retain her virginity, she hoped to forget
everything that happened tonight. But in this process,
the more private matters of a girl who is defiled, abused, spied on, possessed, and violated , the longer the humiliation, pain, defilement, and torment will linger.

But alas… to appease me, besides having her body thoroughly violated and ravaged, she
has to offer many things. She has to say lewd things to please me, she has to actively perform
actions that even girlfriends, lovers, or even wives might not do to flatter me, she even has to do many shameful
things . And now, she has to offer up her little world of girlhood, her intimate secrets,
the lingerie she might cherish and only secretly admire in the dressing mirror, for me to violate and play with.

Frankly speaking, Lulu's lingerie drawer doesn't contain any of the legendary sexy lingerie, let alone
any erotic lingerie. But... those tightly wrapped, meticulously concealing garments, with fabrics that don't reveal or
show anything, panties and bras—the more conservative, cute, and simple they are, the more alluring and
sexy they become... those are teenage girls' underwear, symbols of purity, privacy, youth, and even development. They are
the close-fitting fabrics that wrap around the vulva and breasts of high school girls, colorful, pink, cute, comfortable, and charming.
But they all share one common characteristic: they are never designed for men to see.

They were never meant to be seen by men, let alone admired, desecrated, or played with.
Their job was simply to nurture their mistresses, allowing their private parts and firm breasts
to remain hidden in the most comfortable position, growing little by little until one day they retired.
The private areas of the girls they had enveloped, nurtured, warmed, and nourished would finally mature, and they would be dressed in
more sexy, alluring, beautiful, and stimulating lingerie, offered to a man to admire, tease,
caress, remove, even tear, photograph, rape, and humiliate. That was not their destiny… But
tonight , even the innocent-style panties and bras of these high school girls… their fate has changed.
They will become sex toys, betraying their mistresses, for my desecration and play.

"Keep stalling... the slower you go... the more I enjoy the introduction..." I knew Lulu's pain
and embarrassment, so I gently touched Lulu's nipple through the bath towel to tease her.

Lulu flinched, swallowed her tears helplessly, and said in a humiliated, coquettish voice, "Yes..."

Then, she actually pulled out several pairs of panties one by one from the rolled-up panties on either side,
unfolded , and placed them aside, while trying to "introduce" them to me in a haphazard way:

"Lulu... usually likes these... these... this pure white one... is very
comfortable...; this light blue one... is a little low-waisted, but doesn't hurt the stomach...; this one has some dots... very
pretty; this one has cartoon five-pointed stars..."

The more she spoke, the softer her voice became, and the heavier her sobs became... but she was helpless. She turned her head, glanced at me,
and murmured in a pitiful sob, "Brother Stone... which one does he... like? Lulu... wears it for Brother Stone to see,
touch, play with... and then wears it to... sleep with Brother Stone."

I chuckled, wanting to tease her, "Damn! None of them are sexy enough... none of them are good-looking...
they pretending to be innocent. Maybe it's better to just leave your little pussy naked... it's easier to penetrate."

"Stone Bro..." Lulu was getting anxious again.

I smiled smugly, and said, seemingly reluctantly, "I'll do you a favor... let your Stone Bro help you try out
which one is more comfortable..."

Then, one by one, I picked up the few pieces of fabric that Lulu had found that she wore most often,
and rubbed them against my penis, feeling the subtle differences in the texture of each piece of fabric
... I wasn't just feeling the delicate warmth of the girl's underwear, but it was also as if I was humiliating her underwear,
etching more of my scent, my brutality, my violation and presence into her world! Every time I rubbed one,
it felt like I was raping Lulu again.

Lulu seemed to sense my perverted and lewd intentions, but she was helpless and could only gently
turn her head away, letting me continue my ramblings...

I defiled each pair of underwear, then pointed to a small piece of fabric that Lulu hadn't pulled out: "This
one..."

This was one of the cuter styles among Lulu's underwear, a light pink low-rise triangle
panty, but the waistband was pink, and on the crotch area,
the full , there was even a pink "hello" written in cartoon letters.

Although Lulu was in pain, she still preferred me to choose one, and quickly pulled it out... Gritting her teeth, she was willing to be ashamed,
and asked, "Brother Stone... this... underwear... has a matching... bra. Can Lulu wear it?"

I chuckled and nodded. Lulu then found a bra from the right side of the underwear drawer.
As I mentioned before, Lulu's breasts were larger than I expected. I took a quick look, and sure enough, her
bra was a C-cup. Although the size was sexy and alluring, the style was still girlish and cute. The
bra was a strapless design, with a small strip of fabric between the two cups to cover her cleavage. The cups were light
pink , and the straps were pink. Also, on each cup, the word "hello" was written in cartoon letters.

At that moment, Lulu didn't care about anything else. She took off the light blue bath towel, revealing her snow-white,
tender, juicy, and exquisite naked body. Right in front of me, she first lifted her leg, ignoring the fact that her plump and
delicate vulva was completely exposed, and pulled on her panties one by one, even lifting the crotch.
Right in front of me, like a performance, she carefully adjusted and fitted them against her buttocks. Then
she hung her bra on her full and pretty breasts and reached over to fasten the clasp behind her back.

I watched with smug satisfaction... I never expected... that a girl putting on her underwear in front of you
would be just as sexy, charming, and alluring as taking it off in front of you.

After Lulu finished dressing, she seemed to relax a little because her three key points were now somewhat covered. She secretly
glanced at me, then opportunistically grabbed a nightgown from the side of the underwear drawer and put it on.

"Hmm?" I hummed.

Lulu immediately realized what was happening and, this time, had truly learned her lesson. She immediately said, "Brother Shitou... I'll go comfort
Xiao Ai... Wearing only underwear... is too embarrassing. I'll wear a dress, settle Xiao Ai down... and then take it off when I get back, okay?
I'm only wearing... underwear... Xiao Ai will overthink it. Please... Brother Shitou. When I get back... if you want me
to wear a dress, I will; if you want me to take it off, I will; if you want me to take off my bra, I will; if you want me to take off my panties
, I will; then I'll sleep with you and let you play with my body, okay?"

I was truly pleased with myself. I felt that after the psychological battle that lasted all night, Lulu had figured out a certain of my preferences,
the kind of subjugation and struggle I was craving. Even her speech had gradually become less about coercion
; she knew how to please me and how to negotiate with me. I hummed in agreement, released her
hand, and simply sat back down on her small bed. I placed the military knife on the bedside table and said, "
Keep the door open, I'll keep an eye on things, don't try anything funny..."

"Yes..." Lulu replied, relieved. She casually straightened her nightgown, opened her own door,
and went to unlock Xiao Ai's room diagonally across the room. She went inside, and I could hear a
soft conversation, like "Xiao Ai" and "Auntie"...

And I, just sitting there casually on Lulu's bed, waited for her to return.

I was a little worried that Lulu might try something while settling Xiao Ai in... but I didn't follow
her. On one hand, I was really tired, sleepy, exhausted, and a little dizzy, so I just wanted to rest;
on the other hand, although I hadn't completely taken Lulu's virginity yet,
I felt I'd gotten my money's worth tonight, and I didn't care what happened next; and...

and... maybe I felt a little guilty, afraid to face that innocent eleven-
year-old girl with her beautiful dark brown eyes in that room. Even, if I thought about it more deeply, maybe I was also a little afraid,
afraid to look at that little girl again... I'd already played
this "not rape, but thoroughly lewd" game with a seventeen-year-old virgin high school student for most of the night, and my "what the hell" mentality of jumping off a building to turn myself in after
tonight , and... and that little girl named Xiao Ai, with her tender yet beautiful
angelic body, her pitiful yet alluring background, all mixed together, might make me do something
I hadn't planned.

(to be continued)

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