[Desperate Imprisonment] Episode 15: Pain Within Love

Chapter 15 of *Desperate Imprisonment*

: Pain Within Love

I've worked as a manager at an internet cafe, a real estate agent, and even a porter on a long-haul truck
. When it comes to controlling sleep duration and depth, I'm fairly experienced and confident.

When I finally settled down on Lulu's king-size bed, it was
probably past midnight. My initial plan was to sleep for four or five hours,
waking up before 5 AM. This was to prevent "unexpected uncontrollable factors." After all, while I was
casually occupying this apartment, the two rooms next door each had a little girl who hated me to the core.
Especially Lulu; if she woke up early, still naked and tied to her
small bed with four bras, there could be many unforeseen changes.

However, perhaps I was too exhausted from "playing" all night; perhaps Lulu's
big bed was just too soft and comfortable; or perhaps subconsciously, I had a bit of a "what's the use"
mentality and wasn't too afraid of any "unexpected changes." What could possibly happen? At most, it's just... death! Of course,
around four or five in the morning, I did instinctively wake up from my hazy sleep; but
at that time , the room was so quiet, warm, and sweet-smelling, and I seemed to have an indescribable feeling of "to
hell with it, let it go, I'll sleep a little longer..." I turned over and actually let myself fall back
asleep.

In my deep sleep in the early morning, I probably had a terrible yet beautiful dream, but
I really can't remember what it was about.

Right now, in the throes of a second nap, I seem to be having another dream, a dream that is both
terrifying and beautiful; it seems to contain the most wonderful pleasures in the world, as well as the most desperate pains.
Faintly , I seem to see a girl's giggles, soft, supple skin, and a hazy glow, as if there is a
paradise filled with light and happiness, yet it is getting further and further away from me…

As my consciousness gradually returns to the real world, I can even feel my morning erection; my
penis, which had released itself quite a bit last night, is hard again… Although the heavy, bright red
curtains block out the sunlight, I can still feel the subtle changes in the air at this early morning.
I rub my sleepy eyes and look up at the red-framed stained-glass clock hanging on the east wall: it's
already 7:15. I slowly dragged myself up, looking at the bright red woolen
curtains hanging from the south window to the floor… My mind was a bit dazed, and I started thinking about all sorts of random things:

Lulu's sister seems to really like bright red, just like Lulu really likes light blue. Speaking of which,
Xiao Ai is still a little girl, so she definitely likes pink… Damn! Speaking of which, what was Lulu's full name again?
Liu Lulu? Or Li Lulu? Or Lin Lulu? I can't remember… And what's her sister's name?
And what's Xiao Ai's full name…?

In my half-awake, half-asleep state, I confirmed the location outside the door… The reason I woke up again was
because I heard some noise outside.

I snapped out of my dazed, bored, and troubled thoughts: what are the full names of the three women in this room
?! I jumped up!

But I immediately realized a problem I hadn't thought much about before going to bed last night: I had no
clothes to wear.

When I arrived yesterday, I was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and of course, underwear. But last
night during my first time doing whatever I wanted in Lulu's room, it was a complete mess. Later, when Xiao Ai made
noise, I reluctantly put my clothes back on, but then Lulu and I went to "take a shower," and
all my clothes were just thrown haphazardly in the bathroom. I wore a bath towel back to Lulu's room, and later even wore
that big bath towel to sleep in Lulu's sister's room. I can't remember when I kicked that big bath towel onto the carpet under
the bed . So now... I'm naked, with no clothes to wear.

I instinctively looked around, but how could a single mother's room possibly have any clothes
suitable for me?

I was a little confused, "whoosh..." I opened the sliding door of the wardrobe on the north wall. Compared to Lulu's and Xiao Ai
's wardrobes, this wardrobe was truly enormous, with an exquisite and grand interior. Not only were the outer
sliding doors in an elegant, imitation mahogany style, but even the inner panels were painted a romantic, deep red. As soon as I opened it,
an intoxicating fragrance wafted out. All sorts of clothes, skirts, pants, accessories, and ribbons were
neatly arranged and hung, a dazzling array of colors, sexy and alluring, a feast for the eyes. However, at that moment, I
couldn't care less about searching for or eyeing Lulu's underwear and outerwear; I just rummaged through it haphazardly.
Luckily, I finally found a very large set of coral fleece pajamas for winter in the bottom drawer.
It was a leopard-print cardigan and pants, barely fitting my size, probably intentionally designed
to be large enough to wear underneath other winter loungewear. I didn't care about the inappropriate season, color, or
style ... I hastily put it on, which is a bit comical. This outfit
would probably look like a flowing, cute robe on Lulu, but on my 1.75-meter frame as a women's
loungewear felt like a shrunken cotton-padded jacket and vest—very tight. But
it at least provided some coverage before I pushed open the door...

...

Just as I expected, from Xiao Ai's room, directly opposite the master bedroom, came a "chirping"
sound. The little girl must have woken up and was trying to get up but couldn't unlock the door.

I "clicked" open the lock...

and there
stood ... wearing a loose elementary school uniform, seemingly
out of place in the morning atmosphere. Even so, her fluffy curly hair, graceful figure, charming demeanor, slender arms,
and a pair of...large eyes as black as the night sky, still stunned me.

I even had a slight illusion, as if I wasn't a vicious intruder or rapist, but rather an older brother.
Brothers, uncles… even a father, would come to greet their cutest little sister, niece, or daughter. That little
girl waking up in the morning, her captivating, angelic face, could light up my entire day and
motivate me . That's
why I was so desperate to find clothes to cover myself, rather than come out naked…

wait…

my mind was a mess… I even thought of something absurd: Yeah… why would I
need to wear clothes?

Shame on me? I have the nerve to be shameful?! I'm here to rape and defile a
seventeen- year-old high school girl. Even if Lulu had any female relatives, wouldn't I still rape, humiliate,
defile, or even murder her? I'm a rapist, why would I be afraid of being naked? Do I still have any shame?! Or is it that
subconsciously 'm still trying to maintain a semblance of kindness and modesty in front of this angelic little Ai
? At least… not the ridiculous image of someone waking up in the morning with a penis on their head? But
… what image do I have left? What dignity and kindness do I have left?

Damn it! I'm not here to be a babysitter. I'm a rapist!
A rapist !

Xiao Ai looked at me, and I looked at her. Her eyes… were so bright, the purity of her pupils almost
blinding. Let alone mixed-race genes, even disregarding that, just considering her natural physical
characteristics, with my genes, I'm not ugly, but it's impossible for me to have
a sister or daughter like that.

All of this… I don't deserve.

I was really afraid that if she saw me, she would immediately burst into tears or scream…

but no… she continued to look at me, with a hint of fear, a hint of confusion, a hint of hatred; and of course,
a hint of morning drowsiness. But she seemed to be holding back, perhaps because Lulu had repeatedly
told her last night not to anger me. She didn't cry or scream, just timidly bit her lip and looked at me; and I,
too, just continued to look at her.

Her lips were so beautifully curved… If I hadn't seen them with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that a girl
's lips could have such an arc, as if depicted only in a two-dimensional world… I've seen several
girls with regular features, even those who could be described as charming, but none of their lips were nearly as
sexy . Lulu's lips weren't small, but their contours were soft and their curves were incredibly varied;
the slight pout at the philtrum was already mesmerizing… But Xiao Ai's lips were even more incredible,
perhaps because she was a young girl, I can't even describe it. That lip color, even with the dryness of the morning, was
like nectar melted from a peach, almost transparent, yet with a translucent pink;
that curve and translucency seemed to be reminding you of the delicate flesh beneath those lips.

I really wanted to kiss her. Whether it was intimate or lewd.

And Xiao Ai's figure and breasts… at her age, she was just beginning to develop. I'm not entirely sure
how a girl's breasts begin to grow and change when she first starts puberty, eventually transforming into a pair of jade-like peaks that drive men
wild . But one thing is certain: even in loose school uniforms, you can see a
subtle, undulating change—the kind of change that every girl experiences, even before puberty
. It seems only two tiny nipples support the outline of the uniform, creating a delicate, subtle curve.
But this very curve possesses the most tender and intoxicating allure, hinting at the most beautiful and moving
years about to arrive on this girl's body, blossoming with vibrant life.

I really want to touch them. Whether it's a caress or a tease.

And… beneath her loose school trousers, she wears cotton slippers, but her snow-white ankles and heels are exposed
. Being half-Caucasian, the skin on her feet is practically as if it were washed from milk
. That would be one thing... but those adorable little
feet , make one... even just a
glimpse of their skin evokes an irresistible urge to caress them... and also a desire to torment them.

I really want to play with them. Whether it's playful or humiliating.

The human psyche... is truly something else. For something so beautiful, I seem to want to both cherish it to
the extreme and... to utterly destroy it.

I froze again.

Xiao Ai timidly turned her head, glanced at Lulu's room door, then turned back, looking at me
with hateful yet fearful gaze, and a hint of inquiry.

I had no choice but to walk up to her, feigning coldness to scare her: "You... why are you up?
Didn't your auntie tell you to stay in your room and not come out? Didn't she tell you yesterday? Uncle is a bad person... if you don't
listen ... Uncle will kill you."

I still chose to threaten her... even though my tone was a little awkward.

"..."

I sensed it; she didn't seem to have heeded my threats. I could even see
her worry reflected in her pupils. I couldn't help but explain, "Your auntie... is fine, she's sleeping. I was afraid she
wouldn't listen, so I tied her up... tied her up, you understand? Just like yesterday, if she doesn't listen, I tie her up
... and spank her."

As I said "spank," I couldn't resist sneaking another peek at her little bottom. Even just
seeing the slight curve of her hips from the front made me a little distracted.

But Xiao Ai was still young and less adept at pretending than Lulu. She actually let out a resentful "humph,"
her eyes reddening as if she wanted to cry, but she held back. Heaven knows what kind of
family education this little girl received to have such composure, or are elementary school students these days
all mature?

"Uncle... you..." She glanced at Lulu's door again, daring to speak to me.

"What?"

"Did you...rape...my aunt?"

I...almost tripped! Even though last night, Xiao Ai seemed to have said with hatred that I was a
"rapist who bullies girls," I never expected her to actually ask me that now. Honestly...
To be honest, I was also confused. How much could an eleven-year-old girl understand about the concept of "rape"? Was it
because of her special background that her mother provided her with sex education particularly early and thoroughly?
Could she even understand what rape meant? Or is it that older elementary school girls these days
already know, to some extent, the true face of this ugly world?

I didn't know how to answer, and I actually blurted out the truth, "Not yet."

"..." Xiao Ai looked at me, seemingly not quite believing me, but the flames of hatred in her eyes had faded somewhat.

I could only look at her.

"Uncle... will you let us go?... Have you and my aunt settled things?... Uncle,
why are you wearing my mother's clothes?"

I could feel my face burning, especially with the last question, and I felt so embarrassed that
I wanted to hide it... I squinted, tapped my forehead, and seriously considered this
barrage of questions. My sleepiness had completely vanished.

I crouched down beside her, looking intently at her little nose and eyes. I couldn't resist reaching out and
gently stroking her hair, seemingly with affection… Ah… her hair was so fluffy, even
a little curly, and it felt smooth like cream, with a faint fragrance. It
intoxicated me…

"Now… I can't let you go." "

…" Xiao Ai felt uncomfortable from my touch, and seemed to see the flame of desire in my eyes,
taking a step back.

I don't know why, but I was too lazy to lie to Xiao Ai or say anything nonsensical.
This little girl's eyes were so bright, her lips so beautiful, her little breasts, though not yet fully developed, were so alluring.
I just felt that with this stubborn little sprite, it was better to tell the truth than to spout nonsense like "I'll kill you" or "I'll get
the big bad wolf to eat you." That way, I could scare her. Besides, an eleven-
year-old girl should know a little about the dangers of the outside world: "You're right, Uncle is
a bad person . He came here to bully your aunt. He hasn't raped her yet... so of course he can't let her go. You
... do you know what rape is? Are you... scared?"

"My mommy taught me, I know a little... but not really. Once, I talked to my aunt about it, and she said...
if someone is raped... they should be taken to... the hospital... You... will take her to the hospital?"

She glanced nervously at Lulu's room door again, and tears of grievance finally began to well up in her big eyes.

I understood... This family only has three women. I guess because Lulu was raped and became pregnant with
Xiao Ai, they started Xiao Ai's sex education and sexual assault prevention education very early. Although Xiao Ai
probably doesn't understand what rape really means... but at some point, when the family was joking around
, Lulu said something like "after rape, you should be taken to the hospital," which left a deep impression on the little girl.
She was probably concerned about Lulu, and the little girl was probably overthinking things… maybe she was wondering
what kind of bloody scene was happening in Lulu's room right now?

I licked my lips; I could at least say a few words to comfort her, to prevent her from overthinking and doing
something I couldn't handle. Besides, her big, watery eyes were brimming with tears, which was heartbreaking to see. "Listen
… I'm going to rape your auntie. She owes me. But, girls aren't always hurt when they're raped;
sometimes it feels good. As long as she behaves, I won't hurt her. You be good too, don't cause trouble,
be obedient, and then Uncle… won't hurt you. Your auntie is fine right now. Yesterday, Uncle
slept in your mother's room, and your auntie slept alone in her own room. But… she's not
dressed . Wait a minute, Uncle will go and get her dressed… then I'll help you brush your teeth, wash your face, and make breakfast, okay?"

Xiao Ai, this young… Ji understood perfectly well that it was shameful for a girl to be naked. Although she couldn't possibly
mimic the details, she could probably imagine Lulu's face turning bright red from my lewd play last night, and
her disgusted glare at me. But she was still slightly relieved, at least... her aunt's room wasn't a
scene that required a trip to the hospital. She frowned, stubbornly wiped away her tears, and said fiercely, "I can do it
myself ... Can I... go to the bathroom?"

I awkwardly made way for her, and Xiao Ai, quite boldly, glared at me and
ran to the bathroom...

I composed myself, adjusted my breathing, and pushed open Lulu's door again... My penis,
which was already a bit erect, couldn't help but get hard again.

Besides a strange conversation with a little angel who woke up early, it
was also because of a scene in Lulu's room... a scene even porn couldn't capture (porn lacks that kind of beauty), full of perverse
stimulation and sexual allure: a nearly naked girl with a graceful figure, wearing only a small pair of underwear
to cover her genitals, lay on a bed, her limbs bound to the four corners of the bed by four bras of different colors and styles, forming a
shy, powerless, and helpless "fire" shape...

Lulu's curtains weren't as thick as her sister's, so a sliver of morning light
had already pierced through the window, casting her figure as a perfect silhouette. Her forehead, the tip of her nose, her
arms, the curve of her hips, her long legs... and her beautiful, rounded breasts, with their pointed, erect nipples, were all
rendered . Her fair skin was laid bare for all to see, her private parts
exposed for all to play with, and the restraint of her limbs, the forced posture of her body, created an even more maddening
sense of powerlessness and shame… This must be the psychological effect of men, who, despite being far physically superior to women, still enjoy binding and
restraining them.

Just seeing this scene completely banished my sleepiness this morning.

Lulu was indeed awake, her eyes wide, looking at me with a wronged expression…

Heaven knows what time she woke up, heaven knows
what she was thinking during those few hours or minutes of waking up… Was she recalling the humiliation of last night? That was a shame and indignation she could never erase, a stain
she could never wash away. Or was she wondering where I was last night? She hesitated whether to struggle to get up
… You know, this wasn't some kind of elaborate binding, just four bra straps fastened with buckles, Lulu…
If she really wanted to struggle, she could at most make some noise; she wouldn't be completely immobilized by being tied up.

But she didn't…

Whatever she was thinking, whatever her plans were… she didn't dare struggle to break free of these restraints, which, to me,
was a sign of submission, of servility. Even in my fantasies, there were those
poignant and beautiful lines like, "Let's see if Brother Stone still wants to play with me…"

I truly enjoyed this scene.

"Brother Stone…" She saw me, turned her head, and tears streamed down her face again.

In her large eyes, that tearful look contained pain, shame, anger, helplessness, and pleading
… but I also saw, more than anything, despair. Things have already come to this. Her body has
been violated beyond repair, and her personality, dignity, girlish reserve, and psychological chastity have all been lost under coercion.
The ideal outcome for her now that she's awake would be that I left without saying goodbye last night, escaping this
apartment … She's not injured, not even truly raped, and Xiao Ai is safe. If I left this
apartment, at least she could get up immediately, call the police, ask for help, take a frantic shower
, or drag Xiao Ai away… anything would be better than this. But I'm
still here. For her, this is an unconcealable source of despair and fear.

My continued presence means that the humiliation, manipulation, defilement, and abuse—this nightmare—will continue… Of course, she
wouldn't dare bargain with me, or even question me: "Didn't we agree to 'play all night' yesterday
… why are you still here?"

I moved closer and, starting from her ankles, untied the restraints on her limbs one by one. Passing her
breasts , I couldn't resist giving them a gentle touch. The full, plump feel and the bouncy, delicate movement made me
smirk lewdly. I even complimented her, "Good girl...you didn't dare move?" Lulu seemed to snap out of her daze and hear the noise outside the door. She immediately became alert, shivering like

a frightened little animal, and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Ai...are you up?" 　　Such a strange question... 　　I gently helped her up, my hands already roaming freely over her body, touching her nipples , squeezing her breasts, picking at her navel, touching her buttocks and thighs, even stroking her crotch through her underwear. Lulu's lower body, wrapped in clean underwear, felt so tender, smooth, soft, and comfortable. The thought that it was a sacred place I hadn't truly violated made me pinch those two plump little fleshy mounds a few more times. A night's sleep only intensified Lulu's shame. She writhed, trying to hide uneasily, her small struggles all in vain... As the girl awoke in the morning, her body, repaired and nourished by a night's sleep, found her most intimate and shameful parts, her private parts that no one could ever see, now my playthings. 　　She could only let out forced moans of "woo woo." 　　"She's up...she's washing up." I looked down at Lulu, enjoying her expression of shame, anger, and torment ...but I don't know why, I blurted out, "Xiao Ai...tsk...she's really pretty." " 　　..." Lulu looked at me with a mixture of hatred and fear... 　　but I ignored her, as if talking to myself, continuing in a very calm tone... 　　Actually...I really wanted to share my inner struggle and feelings with someone. If I didn't say it , I felt like I was going to explode, so I spoke quite sincerely, as if I were sharing my lewd and obscene thoughts with my male roommate; even though my hands were still wantonly groping Lulu's body: 　　"Honestly... I never thought that such a young girl could be cute or fun. But... yesterday, after playing with your body and then seeing Xiao Ai, I realized... how should I put it? You, and your niece... sigh... you girls who are the most 'lovable' are also the ones who make people want to 'pity' you the most... Last night, when you were putting Xiao Ai to sleep and dressed her in her school uniform, were you afraid I wouldn't be able to resist doing something ? Sigh... you did the right thing. Actually, last night... I really did go to her room and into her bed." I looked at her, and I was completely mesmerized. I didn't know if I wanted to kiss her, or... fuck her a few times... Now that I think about it, if she had been wearing a little nightgown last night, even a little girl's nightgown, I ... definitely wouldn't have been able to resist... tearing that nightgown apart, taking a good look... touching it, kissing it, playing with her body, really hurting her. She's just so 'painful'... If I could hurt ... hurting her would be an indescribable pleasure for a man... Even if I end up in jail, or die ... before that, being able to hurt a little girl like that once... would be worth it, don't you think? Don't you think men... are strange?" 　　I wasn't trying to scare Lulu; I was genuinely a little distracted. I knew my words were enough to drive Lulu to despair, madness, or even make her fight me on the spot, but what I said was very real, my tone was calm, but it was very true. Although my words have their limits, unable to express the intense , the honesty in my tone, as if describing a psychological feeling to a friend, sent chills down my spine. 　　But what I didn't expect was... Lulu didn't go crazy, or hysterically fight me on the spot; instead, she actually... moved closer to my body. Her shapely figure, with its perfect balance of bone and fat, even through my nightgown, gave me a profound sense of pleasure. 　　"It hurts... Lulu..." 　　she trembled, seemingly crying again, two glistening tears streaming down her cheeks; but very softly, beside my body, she uttered five words that drove me wild. I could hear the deep , yet it was also very earnest. 　　"..." I looked at her, filled with both doubt and excitement. 　　"Brother Stone... Lulu said it, but you don't believe me... there's nothing I can do. As long as you don't hurt me and Xiao Ai , whatever you do to me, I can pretend it never happened. Just consider it... Lulu owes you, and I'll repay you with... my body. If you want to play... play with Lulu a few more times. As long as you... find it pleasurable... however you want... play with me, mess with me, ruin me, I'll... let you play with me, mess with me, ruin me. You..."

"If you really want to... hurt a girl... then... hurt me."

"Including here?... Hurt me too?" I couldn't help but laugh, gently touching her plump, juicy
vulva with my finger, the spot that was still tender and adorable despite being covered by panties.

Lulu let out a soft "woo-woo," still feeling humiliated, still in pain and ashamed, but...
she seemed to have truly let go a little, showing more shyness, charm, and unrestrained release.

"Yes...including here." She seemed to have made a decision, tears welling in her eyes, her words
slightly disjointed: "Here, and everywhere else, I'll...I'll hurt you. Just pretend Lulu's
body isn't hers, it's your toy, Stone Brother... Stone Brother...actually, if you really want to rape me, then
rape Xiao Ai, even kill me, then kill Xiao Ai...I really can't help it. But...let's
not make such a mess, okay? You just want to hurt girls to play with...just hurt girls to play with.
It's enough that Lulu hurts you. If it becomes a mess...that's too tragic, you...it's too tragic...I
'll let it go. But Xiao Ai is too young, she..." "You didn't do anything wrong. You raped her, she'll definitely die... Can you
really bear to kill her?"

I sighed. Actually... for me, this was a way out,
the most rational choice in my mind... Raping Lulu and taking her virginity was my original goal, and being able to
thoroughly defile Lulu, enjoying all sorts of incredible sexual acts through torture and desecration, was already an unexpected
bonus... If I could control Lulu and thoroughly enjoy the "pain" of her body and soul
for a weekend, I really didn't need to actually rape, kill, and poison her, making a complete mess

of things... To be honest... ten years or the death penalty... which would I choose?

Just like Lulu said, I just want to hurt girls, so let me hurt girls.

"Then... shall we seriously... talk about the terms?" I grinned lewdly, a lewd grin being a
statement of intent .

"Okay. Brother Stone, you said... I'll promise you anything Lulu can do."

"First, I thought it over last night. You have to serve me obediently for a weekend... I
'll leave early Monday morning... Maybe you can still go to school on time?"

"A weekend?" Lulu couldn't help but show a pained and disgusted expression.

"What? Is it strange?"

"No, no, no... just one weekend, one weekend."

"For this entire weekend, you are my toy, my maid, my sex slave, my kitten and puppy...
I'm definitely going to rape you, and play with your body in all sorts of ways. Even if... I play with your body until
it's ruined, crippled, broken... you have to endure it, absolutely obey, absolutely listen, and do as I say.
Understand?"

"Understand..." "

If you're shy, you can cry. Brother Stone likes to see you shy and sad. If it hurts, you can beg for mercy. Brother
Stone likes to hear you beg for mercy. But you can't disobey... whatever I tell you to do, you have to do...
no matter how shameful, you have to do it, and... be proactive, be lewd... what you say... has to be shameful enough,
flavorful ..."

"Hmm..."

"No running away, no calling the police, no communicating with the outside world. Just two days... if you can get through it, that's good.
For these two days, I am the master of this room, and everything has to be done by me... if there are any
accidents ..."

"No, definitely not...no way. I'll do whatever you say, Brother Stone."

"Don't agree so readily. Use your imagination...ah...anything
can happen these next two days..."

"Hmm?"

"That depends on my mood...like...let Xiao Ai watch you play with my body...or even,
you have to personally teach Xiao Ai to bathe with me...to give me oral sex." "

What?! How can that be? She's so young...no...Brother Stone...don't do this..."

"It might not happen, it depends on my mood. I said, I can only promise you three things: one,
I won't hurt Xiao Ai, I won't hurt her at all; two, I won't...rape Xiao Ai, consider it a good deed; three, I won't really
hurt you. Just three points...and you have to give me absolute obedience for two days, doing everything you can to make me happy, in exchange for
these three. If I'm not satisfied in any way, all three are null and void...I said, I don't mind making
things the worst possible outcome...hmm?"

"..."

"Listen, there's only satisfaction or dissatisfaction, not agreement or disagreement... You don't even have
a choice between agreeing and disagreeing. Since I'm here, your body, my life, Xiao Ai's body, Xiao Ai's life...
even... your sister's body, your sister's life, aren't they all in my hands... So, I'm not
negotiating with you, but giving you a chance... If you understand... seize this opportunity.
I'm not asking if you agree or disagree, but asking if you... understand?"

As I finished speaking, I pinched Lulu's nipple hard, the tender little flesh between my fingers
, the sensation shifting between softness and resilience, it was wonderful...

"Mmm... I understand, I understand, Lulu will listen to Brother Stone." At this moment... Lulu seemed to be
begging me to stop humiliating her nipple, crying and nodding hastily.

"So... where to begin..." I said, actually already having figured it out myself, so
I relaxed a bit, becoming grinning and smug.

"..." Lulu could only look at me with a wronged expression

. "Like this... get up and get dressed."

"?" Lulu was stunned... Perhaps she was already prepared to be completely naked for the next 48 hours.

Even I myself seemed to have made up my mind, finally understanding
what I really wanted and didn't want in what might be the last two parts of my life... I looked at Lulu triumphantly and gave her a
command .

"Get dressed and make me some breakfast."

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