The Little Princess's Pursuit of Her Husband - Extra Chapter 2: Brother Liang's Pearl☆, 02 Even with a Husband, She Still Gets a Photo

Liang Qiwen stepped forward, grabbed her face with both hands and lifted it up, slowly applying force. With just one twist, he could break her neck: "Do you remember me? Tell me you remember, remember, don't drive me crazy."
She tried to break free, her chin trembling as if he were about to choke her off: "No..." Her voice was very soft, but the meaning was clear when she shook her head slightly.
"Don't you remember?" His hand gripped her face, lifting it so tightly that her toes slipped on the ground, almost causing her to fall. It hurt so much. "It's okay, I'll show you who I am to you with my actions!"
"Rip..." Her pajamas were torn.
"Ugh..." The woman's screams and writhing only drove him even more insane.
Her toes were on the ground, but his hands were still tugging at her pajamas, and his eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him like those of a wounded and angry beast, making her forget to resist.
Her pajamas lay on the floor in tatters, and she was clinging to the wall in only her underwear, her arms wrapped around her chest, her eyes filled with fear. The man stood a meter away from her, his clothes stripped off in an instant, leaving him only in his underwear. What was he going to do to her? Was it what she thought?
"Take off your underwear yourself!" His eyes were focused and dark as he looked at her, though his dark swirls were already churning with desire.
Take off my underwear, waah...no...that means he'll see me completely naked. Even though he's seen me naked before, I don't want that!
She shook her head with tears in her eyes. Could she cry for help? But she couldn't bring herself to do it!
"No, no, you better not!" He took a step forward, his whole body radiating anger, and with a forceful shove, he hoisted the woman onto his shoulder and threw her to the foot of the bed. He rummaged around the room for a long time before finally finding two ropes.
She stood on the ground again, but this time she couldn't lean against the wall. Her hands were tied with ropes and she was pulled wide and bound to the bedpost. She was so pitiful; she had truly become a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
"Tell me, who am I to you?" His hand gripped her chin again, giving her one last chance.
She pouted and shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes.
"I won't say, I don't remember, or I'm not anyone to you!" A fierce glint flashed in her eyes, and her little face was pinched again: "But after tonight, you'll know who I am to you?"
The hot breath hit her face, and she shivered all over. She was so scared; he was so fierce.
His lips pressed against hers almost brutally, not as a kiss, but as a nibble and a bite, as if he wanted to tear her little mouth apart. His hands held her small body like iron chains, causing her breasts to distort as they pressed against his body.
"Mmm..." She tried to turn her face away, but he kept biting and pulling her lips, and his saliva was pouring into her mouth.
"Waaah..." He stopped biting his lip, but he started biting his nose! I'm so scared, what if he stretches his nose out?
"Ah..." Her nipple was suddenly pinched by fingers. It hurt so much, the pain spread throughout her body. But she was also so scared, so very scared.
His tongue licked her face, leaving his scent all over her little face, before moving on to her neck.
"Mmm...no...no..." He was licking her neck, but it reminded her of getting a shot. His tongue was brushing against her skin like a cotton ball, and his two rows of teeth were grinding against it. Would he bite her with his sharp teeth like a vampire in a movie? Would she bleed uncontrollably?
The words "No..." kept echoing in his ears. She was his, she had always been his. He had lost her for so long, and now he was going to start taking back what was his.
"Don't you want it?" He looked down at her and sprayed his words onto her face.
"ah…"
The woman's voice was filled with fear and shrillness. His hands gripped her breasts, while his legs clamped around hers.
"I'm scared! But you're mine, mine, your whole body is mine!" He was stubborn; once he set his mind on something, he would never give up. He looked at her, but his hands were still pinching those two pitiful, small breasts, pressing his fingers in again and again, leaving his fingerprints on her body.
"Mmm..." Although she was still scared, and her breasts hurt from his pinching, strangely, she actually tried to moan while looking into his eyes: "Mmm...it hurts...it hurts..."
Instead of decreasing, he increased the force in his hands, pinching and kneading the small nipple hard with the pads of his two fingers.
"Ugh... ugh..." She gasped, unable to react, terrified that he would pinch off her nipples, but the tingling sensation that was different from pain made her heart start to burn.
She tried to move her legs, which were being held between his legs. Even though he was pinching and squeezing her breasts, she felt a swelling in her thighs. She tried to rub her thighs together, but she could feel a big, hot, hard lump pressing against her between his legs!
Of course she knew what it was. The first time was very painful, but later it felt good. He inserted his big rod into her tender body, then lay on top of her, thrusting into her repeatedly. Later, later, her son Lele was born. He probably wanted to use that thing to penetrate her again, but he was sober now. She must be overthinking it. But he had already stripped his clothes off; he definitely wanted to penetrate her.
"Ugh..." A sharp pain almost made her jump up; his hand was pinching and twisting her nipple! But, but no milk was flowing from her nipple despite his pinching—yes, not anymore! But her inner thighs were leaking fluid from his pinching! But he clearly wasn't pinching her there!
He slowly squatted down, his hands still clutching the two mounds of flesh, watching the two pinkish-red fruits emerge from between his thumb and forefinger, their place of origin so white and smooth; his mouth hungrily held one of the fruits in its mouth.
"Ah..." He was actually sucking on my breast, sobbing, and so hard, as if he could suck it open! Even though Lele had sucked on it before, how strong was Lele? But he was so strong! I was afraid he'd pinch it off earlier, and now I'm afraid he'd bite it off. And my crotch is even wetter! It hurts so much, it hurts so much...
He sucked harder and harder, his other hand also continuing to pinch and play with her other breast; it was his, and all of them were his.
"Mmm..." Her hands were pulled wide open. Although he had let her legs go, her inner thighs were so itchy, as if some insects were crawling into her vagina. Her urination area was also so swollen, as if if her contracted stomach were relaxed, she could urinate standing up!
"Ah..." He actually knelt down in front of his own legs and pulled them apart with a force.

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