From the Future (Complete Series)

1. Island Wonder

It's been six months, and I just got my legal ID and social security card. I live in a small town
in northern . There's no hustle and bustle of big cities here, nor the luxury of my time. I don't know
how much longer I'll stay here.

I don't belong to the 21st century; according to the people here—I come from the future. I never imagined I'd
live in a place like this for so long. Sometimes, I'm afraid I'll never go back!

I'm a scientist who loves adventure and all kinds of sports. My body is genetically modified, making me a
perfectly athletic type in every way.

My name is Vancl, and I'm 93 years old, in my prime. My current physical condition is equivalent to that of a 25-year-old
in this short-lived era. My name doesn't have a surname, unlike these strange people here who
add a complicated surname to their names. They say these surnames were passed down from their ancestors. How ridiculous!

Everyone here recognizes me as Chinese, but in our time, people throughout the solar system only
had organizations, not countries. We were all one big family—humanity!

Here, I'm considered quite wealthy; I have a three-story house and a small garden. At
my current spending habits, I should have enough money to last for hundreds of years. So I don't need to worry about making a living. This is
much better than the miserable state I was in when I first arrived.

I remember six months ago, my spaceship made our first-ever spacetime jump. This was
a dream our institute had had for hundreds of years. I was honored to receive permission for the test flight. In just a few minutes, I traversed
100,000 light-years and flew out of the Milky Way. When I flew back according to the computer star map, it only took me about twenty minutes
.

When I excitedly reported the good news to my colleagues on Earth using the gravitational wave communicator, I didn't receive a reply.
My spaceship's life support module malfunctioned during the jump, and I couldn't stay in space for long. I
needed emergency repairs, so I landed hastily without ground control's approval.

During the landing, because the landing system didn't receive guidance or assistance from the ground, I almost collided with another
spacecraft. I fell into the sea. When I climbed ashore in my spacesuit, I found many people on the beach
, almost naked, sunbathing.

When they saw me, they all looked at me with curiosity. Some even politely asked me in French
where I bought my wetsuit.

I was both amused and exasperated. Later, I learned that I had arrived in the 21st century, at a
seaside resort in France.

Good heavens, how could this be? I exceeded the speed of light, how could I have returned to the past on my way back? This
was something I hadn't expected.

How was I supposed to get back? I really didn't want to spend my whole life in this backward era.

When I arrived, I was penniless, carrying only my small toolbox. Later, I sold my small
cutting knife, which had a diamond blade. I didn't understand why people here valued diamonds
so much . It's just a very hard substance made of carbon.

After that, I stayed in luxury hotels. Later, I met a
man named Eugene Turner. He had a friend who ran an island. He said he was looking for anti-aircraft technology
because his friend was constantly being harassed and photographed by uninvited planes. So, I sold him
a technology called plasma radiation. I hope my actions haven't changed history, but I need to live here, and I need
money.

Plasma radiation is the release of a large amount of invisible light into the sky, which can
create . These densely packed charged clouds are enough to disable the electronic navigation of attacking aircraft
, and if the voltage is increased sufficiently, they can completely destroy the aircraft's electronic systems. I thought that in
this era where electronic devices have no protection, it should be able to stop any aircraft from attacking.

So the deal was successfully completed, and I got this house, a legal ID card, a social
security card, and enough money to cover my expenses.

I just moved into this house; it's very nice and luxurious. It used to be
used by Eugene's friend when he vacationed in France.

Eugene said that his friend wanted to thank me in person, but I didn't want to complicate my relationships here
, so I refused outright.

Later, he insisted that I fly to the island with Eugene in a private plane. On the plane,
I still carried my toolbox; it's my talisman in this era, always by my side.

The flight lasted for several hours. At dusk, our plane landed on the water, and
under the escort of bodyguards, I stepped onto the island.

It was a volcanic island, seemingly untouched for nearly a thousand years. The mountains were lush with greenery, and
birds sang everywhere.

We entered a walled compound, so large it resembled a small city.

I was settled into a small outer building, a two-story single suite. The environment
was quite nice, and the room was very comfortable.

Eugene told me the island was called Pleasure Island, a popular tourist destination where many wealthy people came to
play. The island's owner was his friend, who said I felt right at home there,
able to play with anything. The owner admired my skills and wanted to repay me. He even said he'd bring me
a for some fun.

A toy? I couldn't understand. Did adults need these things?

I stayed in the room for half an hour when two guards brought in a large box. I noticed the guards
were all women, and very beautiful ones at that.

"Sir, please open this and enjoy yourself," a pretty female guard said, handing me a key.

What could be so mysterious? After the guard left, I examined the box with a puzzled look.

The box was about 1.3 to 1.4 meters long and less than 1 meter wide.

Near the top third of the box was the lid, with a lock on it; the key must be the
one I had.

I unlocked it and lifted the lid. My head throbbed—the contents inside
shocked .

There was a partition under the lid, with a large hole in it, from which a snow-white object protruded.
White buttocks. A large portion of the buttocks was exposed, roughly from below the waist to above the knees. The thighs and
abdomen were tightly bound together by a partition. Above, I could only see the anus and vulva; there wasn't a single pubic hair.

What kind of toy was this? A robot? Robotic sex services existed in our time.

I cautiously extended my finger and touched the raised, tender, bright red petals. The buttocks twitched
nervously , and the vulva tensed and contracted. At the same time, a "woo...woo...
" sound came from the box.

No one spoke. I thought it really was a robot. I hadn't expected this era to be so advanced in this regard.
So I released my hand and stroked the tender white skin; the full, smooth buttocks were so alluring.

I grasped those beautiful buttocks and licked the red petals with my tongue. In our time, to
enhance the experience, the petals were often flavored differently. For example, strawberry, milk, chocolate…
some were even sugar-free.

My tongue licked the petals and found them salty, with some liquid inside. Sugar-free! I
found it amusing and continued licking. That soft, white buttocks trembled violently with my movements,
and the "woo...woo..." sounds from inside the box grew louder. It was truly fascinating, almost real.

Suddenly, a liquid flowed from the petals. I quickly looked up and saw the white liquid running down
my leg.

How could it be so realistic? Could it be...a real person?

No way! If it were a real person, who would want to stay in a box like this? Besides, I didn't hear any cries.

I should open it and see! Curiosity drove me.

I carefully examined the box again. On the outer wall of the box, I found another keyhole,
and in the lid of the partition, I found a key.

I opened the outer wall of the box, and I was stunned. I saw a naked girl, her torso upside down
, her thighs folded together, her long, black hair reaching her feet. The girl was blindfolded, her mouth was
stuffed with something, and a leather rope tied behind her head. Her hands were bound behind her back, and her neck and legs
were tied together with a leather strap, rendering her immobile. She also had shackles on her feet. She was bound like this, standing
upright in the box with her buttocks raised.

How miserable! I pulled her out of the box and saw a large rubber ball stuffed in her mouth.
No wonder she hadn't screamed.

I first untied the leather strap around her neck, then lifted her to sit on my bed. I loosened the leather strap behind her head
and took out the rubber ball. The girl took a deep breath, followed by a violent cough.

I carefully removed her blindfold and wiped the drool from her mouth with a handkerchief.

"Thank you!" the girl said in Chinese.

I held her head and looked at her face. She looked to be under 72 years old—oh no! People here aren't that
old; she must be under 20. She was a very beautiful girl, a typical Chinese beauty. She had long, flowing black
hair , a fair complexion as smooth as satin, a straight, high nose, sensual red lips
, and bright, dark eyes, though her gaze was somewhat vacant.

"Can't you see anything?" I asked with concern.

"Yes," the girl nodded, her black hair gently sliding down my arm.

"Have you been blind since you were little?"

"No. They gave me a pair of opaque contact lenses."

Oh, I see. I gently pried open her eyelids

and removed the contact lenses one by one.

At that moment, her eyes brightened, and she looked at me intently.

I hurriedly untied the ropes binding her back. The ropes were very complicated, tied from back to front, tightly
constricting her breasts, making her delicate red nipples stand erect. The ropes were finally untied, but I
noticed a small pair of handcuffs on her wrists, which I hadn't noticed before because they were so small.

I tried to unlock the handcuffs, searching the box for a long time, but I couldn't find
the keys to my hands and feet. It seemed I was powerless.

The girl looked at me gratefully. "It's alright! I'm used to it anyway."

"Isn't it uncomfortable being here like this?"

"It was a little uncomfortable at first, but I got used to it."

"Did you come here to work voluntarily, or were you kidnapped?"

Hearing me ask this, tears welled up in the girl's eyes. "I was lured."

"Lurked?"

"Yes! I'm Chinese, and I really wanted to live abroad, but I couldn't go. Then someone said
I could smuggle myself in as a tourist, and I believed them. After I got abroad, I realized I'd been tricked, but
it was too late to go back. In the end, I was kidnapped here."

"Such a thing happened?" I felt a surge of anger!

I had a new perspective on this island owner.

"I'm going to find them and get to the bottom of this, to see what really happened."

The girl's eyes widened in surprise after hearing my words.

"Didn't you come here to have fun too? How come you don't know about this place?"

I didn't tell her why I came, I just shook my head slightly. "I don't know anything about them here!" "

Oh!" She nodded, then hurriedly added, "Then you mustn't ask them about this place, they'll
kill you."

What a kind girl, it seems I've stumbled into a den of thieves.

She continued, "This place is called Pleasure Island, they kidnap beautiful women from all over the world to be their slaves. They're
here for people to enjoy."

I frowned, "Isn't anyone in charge?"

"I'm not sure, I haven't seen anyone in charge here, the whole island is theirs."

I didn't understand the laws of this era, nor did I understand the divisions between the various factions. But there was no doubt that I
was involved . I shook my head painfully.

"It's alright!" Seeing my pained expression, the girl thought I was sad for her, she smiled slightly and said, "I'm
used to it. When I was at home, I would secretly play SM games by myself, I never thought I'd really become
a female slave ."

"SM games?"

"Yes! It's a game between a master and a slave."

Oh, I nodded.

"Here, I am a slave. Everyone is my master." She turned around, her voice trailing behind her.
Her handcuffed hands gently caressed my clothes. "I can see you're a good person. I'm willing to be your slave
, I'll serve you."

With her gentle touch, she removed my clothes. Her tenderness ignited my desire. I suckled
her tender nipples, moving vigorously against her smooth body until she reached climax.

That night, the female guard took her away. I truly regretted forgetting to ask her name. I really
wanted take her out of her cage; perhaps I might have a chance, but now…

It was late at night, and I lay in my large bed, my mind still on the girl from before.

Suddenly, a faint sound reached my ears. My brain has a high-performance biological
computer , used to assist the brain in storing and calculating complex data, and also to help the cerebellum control nerves and receive weak
signals.

The sound I heard was, in fact, nonexistent to most people. But my computer analyzed it and determined
it was footsteps. It came from the balcony.

Could the island owner be planning to ambush me? I had to be careful! I quietly got up and silently walked to the balcony door.
At this moment, my walking was aided by a bio-computer, so even someone with exceptional hearing
wouldn't my footsteps.

My balcony door was glass, covered by a large curtain, so those outside couldn't see in,
while those inside could see the shadows of people outside in the moonlight.

The person was still beside the balcony, listening to the sounds inside, completely unaware of my presence.

Suddenly, he darted in, swiftly pushing the door open and entering, his movements fast yet silent. He seemed to be a
trained fighter, a master of combat. I knew I was no match for him; I couldn't confront him directly
.

Without thinking, I kicked the door.

Although there was a curtain between us, the door's movement was unexpected. Due to the force, the person
stumbled from the impact and tumbled off the balcony railing.

At that moment, chaos erupted downstairs; patrolling guards screamed and rushed in from all directions. I also hurriedly ran
to the balcony to see what was happening.

The man who was kicked down was dressed in black. He was clearly unprepared when he fell, and although he was agile enough not
to be injured , he couldn't get up immediately. A female guard who arrived at the scene pointed a gun at him; he didn't seem to be one of the island lord's men.
As I thought this, the man in front of me was already handcuffed.

One of the guards removed her mask, and long hair spilled out—it was a woman! I
hadn't expected it.

At that moment, Eugene ran over, looked up at me with concern, and asked, "Are you alright?"

I smiled and waved my hand.

He looked at me again, nodded, and went back to his post.

2. The Assassin's Heroine

The woman in black was taken away. The few female guards left downstairs kept glancing at me, but none of them
spoke to me. Soon they went on patrol.

I returned to my room alone. I hadn't slept well all night. The island lord wasn't a good person, and I figured the
woman in black I kicked down probably wasn't a bad one either. Maybe I had unintentionally helped that villain again! Although
I still clung to a sliver of hope for the island owner, I realized my hope was misplaced.

The next day, Eugene came to me and asked about what happened the night before. I told him everything, excluding
the computer in my head, of course.

He nodded, "I didn't expect you to be so clever, subduing a female assassin with a single kick."

I smiled but didn't answer, then suddenly asked Eugene, "Who was that woman?"

"She said she came to rescue her sister."

"Then how did she end up in my room?"

"She said she wanted to find a place to hide. Then you knocked the door down."

"Oh! Is her sister here?"

"I think so! But this place is so big, who knows who her sister is?"

Eugene's words were unbelievable; I was certain she knew where her sister was.

"We learned from her that she came by small boat.

Later, we found the boat based on her testimony."

I wanted to ask more, but Eugene interrupted me, "Alright! Never mind her! You should come and meet my
friend !"

Feeling embarrassed to get too involved, I went out with him. We arrived
at the most luxurious villa on the island.

Passing through a tall, grand hall, we came to a reception room
where his friend was already waiting.

Eugene introduced, "This is my friend, Nelson

Pound."

Turning to Nelson, he said, "This is the genius expert you're going to meet, Vanker."

"Oh, it's an honor to meet you!" Nelson stood up and extended his hand to me.

"Thank you, I feel the same way!" I replied perfunctorily, taking his hand.

Nelson Pound was a typical Scandinavian, with deep-set eyes, a high nose, a large body
, and a huge cigar dangling from his mouth.

Nelson. Pound smiled politely at me: "Are you settling in well? Did you enjoy yesterday's entertainment
?"

"Thank you, it was great!" I thought of the poor girl and her warning.

"I feel we're friends now, and we have a lot to discuss, don't you think?"

I smiled wryly. "Yes, I think so."

"Haha..." He laughed happily at my answer. He continued, "You can have
a great ; I have everything you could want here."

"Sir, I'm sorry! I think I'm more comfortable living in France; I'm not quite used to the climate here
!"

"Oh? That's a pity! But the house in France is quite nice. If you need anything, I can provide
you with some entertainment. Do you like the sex slaves here?" He smiled mysteriously.

His words had barely left his lips when a female guard appeared in the living room doorway: "Excuse me, Master,
what should we do with that female assassin?"

Nelson. Pound frowned. "Can't you see I'm entertaining guests? You're asking me about something so trivial
?

You threw her into a sex slave camp for your guests to have their way with. How long do you think she'll live?"

Then his face darkened. "How dare you disturb my enjoyment! Do you also want to join the sex slave camp?"

I looked at his unpredictable face and was startled.

I couldn't help but glance back at the female guard.

She was a blonde girl with a devilish figure, looking to be under 24, a typical European beauty
.

Hearing her boss's words, she trembled and hurriedly knelt down: "I'm sorry, Master, please forgive Wei
Nu this time!"

Nelson seemed to ignore her completely and shouted, "Someone come here!"

At this moment, two female guards came over. "Yes,

Master!"

"Take this Wei Nu to the sex slave camp!"

"Ah, wait!" I suddenly stopped Nelson. I didn't want to see another woman become a sex slave
.

Hearing my words, Nelson turned to look at me in confusion.

My words were just a spur-of-the-moment thing, but now I'm in a bind. My mind raced, trying to figure out
how to back down. I paused deliberately before adding, "I mean… if you're willing, please
give me this sex slave!"

I really wasn't used to addressing a woman like that.

Nelson stared at me intently for a while, then burst into laughter. "You like training sex slaves too?
"

I didn't understand his meaning and could only nod awkwardly.

"Haha… good!" He then said to the two female guards at the door, "You two take care of her.
Now she's Vancl's sex slave."

The female guard kneeling on the ground looked at me suspiciously, unsure if I meant well, but at least she
wouldn't have to go to the sex slave camp. She looked at me with tears in her eyes, filled with gratitude.

Watching her being taken away, I thought of the girl who tried to assassinate me. Anyway, I'd have to have one or two. It was my fault she
ended up like this; I didn't want her to lose her life because of me. I mustered my courage and asked
Nelson , "If you think it's alright, I'd like to have that assassin from last night too."

"Her?" Nelson raised his eyelids to look at me, as if trying to see into my heart, and then said, "She
's wild and untamed! We haven't trained her yet; it would be dangerous for you."

Train her? That was a word I couldn't accept.

"Sir, do you think I can't train her? Don't you think fresh fruit is appealing?"
I had to answer him in this tone.

"Haha…it seems Mr. Van has quite the taste.

Alright! I grant your request!" He continued, "I should tell you, your house has a basement
with a dungeon. You can lock her in there when you get back; there are also the training tools you need. Haha…
good luck!" "

The conversation ended. I had wanted that poor female slave, but I didn't get the chance.

I only stayed here for a day before rushing back.

On the plane, I saw the female guard. She was wearing a very thin dress and chains.

She had a collar around her neck, and handcuffs and shackles on her hands and feet, all linked together by chains.
A chain protruded from the collar, and her hands were cuffed in front of her. She was also struggling to drag a large suitcase. Eugene
told me that the assassin was inside, and they did this to protect my safety.

Eugene drove me back to my residence and then went back home.

I walked towards the building entrance with the female guard. I saw that she was carrying that large suitcase and was handcuffed, which made things
difficult for her.

So I held out my hand, 'You rest for a bit, I'll carry it!'

'No! You are the master. How can I let you do the work?'

'Here you go! It's quite inconvenient for you…' I said, snatching the suitcase from her.

This suitcase was really heavy! It seems that the female assassin must have weighed over a hundred pounds."

I opened the building door and strode through the lobby towards the living room. The female security guard followed behind me, taking only
small , her chains clanking. "Master!"

she cried, "You shouldn't do this."

Just then, a large German Shepherd ran out of the living room. It looked at me with surprise, but when it saw
the security guard behind it, it cautiously ran towards her.

"Good heavens!" The security guard was terrified when she saw the large, bear-like German Shepherd and tried to run away, but her shackles
restricted her movements, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

"Kalu! Don't be naughty!" The dog heard my call and excitedly ran back,
wagging its tail .

I had picked up this dog from the street five months ago. At that time, it was still small, but it was very sick
and on the verge of death. Its plight aroused my sympathy; I felt that it was very similar to me, both of us without family
. So I took it to the hotel. Through my computer's pathological analysis, I treated it and
cured its illness. Later, I implanted a biocomputer in its brain—the first
time .

It seems to have been very successful. In the past few months, it has not only learned to understand me but also developed better
judgment than other dogs. It can think now and no longer barks easily. Although it's very intelligent, it's still afraid of me; it
knows I can punish it easily. However, it's still very naughty. Just now, it saw the female guard in shackles
and tried to scare her. I know it won't bite easily; it's afraid of my punishment.

I looked at the female guard on the ground with sympathy and asked, "How are you? Did you hurt yourself?"

"No!" She shook her head, still looking at Kailu with fear.

"Why don't you go to the guest room on the second floor for a while?"

The female guard sat on the ground and nodded.

I bent down and picked up the suitcase again, carrying it all the way to the living room.

Kailu followed me the whole time. I was afraid that Kailu would frighten her when I opened the suitcase, so I coaxed Kailu out the door.

I bent down to look at the suitcase. It was large, but still a carry-on. I
found .

I inserted the key into the lock and turned it hard.
Two opened automatically.

It seemed like a tiny motor was driving it; the suitcase opened very slowly. I peeked through the gradually opening crack...
Inside, I saw a naked Eastern girl lying.

She lay straight between two boxes, her head and buttocks filling the entire length of the box. Her
hands and feet were strapped to the sides of the box. As the box slowly opened, her hands and legs
were forced apart until it was fully open, her legs spread 180 degrees.

It seemed this girl had very flexible ligaments; most people
couldn't withstand . Her legs were bound in an M-shape inside the box, and her hands were also secured to her thighs.
Straps were tied around her waist and neck, a large rubber ball was in her mouth, and she wore a blindfold. Her body was densely
bound with ropes, making her snow-white breasts protrude high.

Looking at her erect nipples, black pubic hair, and exposed genitals, I felt a surge of desire
.

I took a breath, finally calming myself.

I first removed the blindfold and glanced at her appearance. Her eyes were large and captivating,
her nose straight and delicate, her face beautifully shaped. Her mouth was stretched wide by a rubber ball, drool dripping down her back.
Long, glossy black hair lay softly like satin in a box behind her head. She looked to be
around 24, about the same age as the female guard. However, her eyes held a stubbornness the female guard lacked.

Her eyes remained vacant; I knew she was still wearing contact lenses. When I pulled out her contact lenses
, I saw a pair of angry eyes. I hurriedly lowered my hand, accidentally touching her erect nipple
. She let out a soft "Ugh..." "

I'm sorry!" I said, flustered.

She looked down at her naked body and her nipples, which were bruised and purple from the binding, her hatred intensifying.

Only then did I realize how much pain her bound chest was in. I tried to untie the ropes,
but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find the end. She was breathing softly beneath me.

I couldn't untie it like this, so I released my grip.

I thought of scissors, and I rushed out of the living room and upstairs to find them. I searched my entire bedroom but couldn't
find them
. It was strange; they were always around when I wasn't using them, but when I really needed them, they were nowhere to be found.

Then I remembered my toolbox! Ah! How stupid of me! Why didn't I think of the sharp
knife in the toolbox? I hurriedly ran downstairs again, and just as I reached the living room door, I heard a loud "woof-woof
"

sound coming from inside. I went in and was furious. It was that naughty little Kailu,
licking the female assassin's genitals with its hooked tongue.

"Kailu! Get out!" I yelled angrily. "If you dare to mess around again, I'll
punish !"

Kailu got scared, making whimpering noises, and ran away quickly.

I ran over and looked at the female assassin; she was really something else. In just a short while, her hair
had become a mess from her violent shaking, the strands sticking together with sweat. Beads of sweat covered her snow-white
skin , and her limbs trembled taut from excessive tension.

She breathed heavily through her nose, her chest heaving violently with each breath, her breasts twitching
nervously , her lower abdomen quivering intermittently, and even her genitals opening and closing, from which
a lot of white fluid flowed.

She no longer had the strength to glare at me. Kailu's tongue was truly formidable!

I took a knife from the toolbox and cut the ropes binding her, freeing her reddened breasts from the ropes
. Then I unbuckled the belt around her neck and lifted her head to unbuckle
the buckle .

She closed her eyes, letting me manipulate her body; Kailu had already exhausted her.

I forcefully pulled out the rubber ball, but the female assassin's mouth remained open.

"Hey!" I gently patted her face. "How are you? Can you close your mouth?"

She slowly opened her eyes, struggled to move her jaw, and finally managed to close her mouth.

After a while, she glared at me excitedly again, stammering in Chinese, "Don't give me
false mercy You actually used a dog to humiliate me! If I get out of here alive, I'll never let you get away with this!"

I had originally wanted to untie her hands and feet, but now I didn't dare. In this era, I have no friends, and
no one to help me. Without my toolbox and my spacesuit, anyone could bully me. Although I
'm physically strong, I'm no match for these combat experts.

Just then, a dark figure darted over. The female assassin screamed "Ah—!" and desperately closed
her eyes . Every nerve in her body trembled violently.

I turned around and saw Kailu. I think it heard the female assassin's words; it was probably angry. There was no other way.
Thanks to the bio-computer I transplanted into it, it could already understand several languages. "Kailu!" I shouted,
and Kailu obediently sat down beside me.

"Tell that damned dog to get away!" the female assassin screamed shrilly, tears streaming from her eyes.
It seemed Kailu had tormented her terrified just now, and she was truly frightened.

"Kailu, get out! Don't come in without my permission."

Kailu's head slumped, and it walked out with its head down.

The female assassin opened her tearful eyes, looking at Kailu in horror.

"Don't be afraid! It won't bite without my permission, it wouldn't dare!" I knew that comforting her like this was pointless; she was afraid
of Kailu's tongue. But that was all I could say; I didn't want to embarrass her.

"Tell me! How else will you humiliate me?" the female assassin almost cried out.

"If you promise not to hurt me, I can let you go now."

Hearing my words, the female assassin stared at me in surprise, looking at me with suspicion. After a moment, she stopped crying,
regained her previous stubbornness, and said coldly, "How can you be so generous? Are you playing some kind of trick?"

"If you agree, you can go up to my bedroom on the third floor. There are my clothes there. I don't have any women's clothes for you
, so you'll have to make do with mine. There's money in my table; take as much as you want. I'll call
my dog and let you out of this yard. After that, it's up to you."

She looked at me suspiciously again.

"So? Do you agree?"

She nodded reluctantly.

I quickly unbuckled her belt and retreated to sit on the sofa. She struggled
to climb out of the box, her beautiful body writhing before my eyes. Looking at her sensual form, I feared my own
erection, so I called for Kailu. She slowly walked upstairs, circling Kailu. A long time passed before I heard her
weak footsteps, followed by the sounds of the door and the gate.

Ah! I felt a weight lifted from my shoulders, and I stood up easily from the sofa. Now it was the female guard's turn.

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