Desire Slave: The Two-Faced Movie Queen

1. Seven years ago,
a pair of jade-like hands, adorned with vibrant red nail polish, skillfully used the utensils to open the cork and
slowly pour the intoxicatingly fragrant red wine into two clean stemmed glasses. Inadvertently,
a few drops of wine splashed onto the jade-like fingers of the left hand holding the glass. Upon seeing this, the owner of the jade-like hand casually
put down the glass , brought her index and middle fingers to her delicate red lips, and licked them with the tip of her tongue. Instantly, a
satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, illuminating her naturally charming yet mature and elegant oval face.

Fan Xiaolan, 34, a renowned international film actress, is divorced but has
an adopted daughter from an orphanage and another daughter born through artificial insemination, making her a unique "single
mother." Moreover, she is known for her excellent acting skills and daring film roles, not refusing to appear nude, showing her
breasts for the sake of the plot, and having sex scenes with other male actors—she sees no reason to be surprised.
Therefore, her behavior is nothing like that of some "pure and innocent" actresses who are reluctant to show skin. However, it is undeniable that
while be the most beautiful in the film industry, she is far more capable, or perhaps more
charming, than many women who are more beautiful than her.

"The red wine from the Bordeaux region is indeed worth the price,"

Fan Xiaolan murmured to herself, eyes closed, intoxicated by the unique aroma of the red wine. After a moment,
she opened her eyes, then, carrying a wine glass in each hand, walked with elegant steps from the kitchen towards the
lavishly decorated living room.

There, the queen of film, the sex demon, who was also the master of her sexuality, lay
naked on a luxurious double bed, her muscular body exposed, her hands behind her head, staring at a large-screen television, enjoying a rerun of the Cannes
Film Festival. In the program, the lead actors, supporting actors, and director of an award-winning film gathered on the platform, smiling
at the flashing camera lights, answering reporters' questions, and engaging in promotional interactions
. However, even the most oblivious person would notice the actress on the platform, wearing a light green off-the-shoulder dress that couldn't hide
her superstar aura. She was none other than Fan Xiaolan, who was renowned in the global film industry. She played the lead role in this independent production
and, unsurprisingly, appeared completely nude on screen, engaging in a passionate same-sex
sex scene with the supporting actress opposite her.

"Master, would you like some red wine?"

Fan Xiaolan smiled alluringly, like a mischievous sprite approaching the sex demon. She
offered him a glass of red wine, slightly different from her television screen self. She was now wearing a vibrant red off
-the-shoulder dress, noticeably more conservative than her attire a few days prior. However, beneath this conservative facade lay an
even more intense burning desire.

The sex demon smiled slightly, took the wine, and after sipping it while gazing at the beauty, suddenly
poured the remaining wine between his legs, soaking his enormous penis. He then set down the glass, ran his index and middle fingers across her fair,
smooth left cheek, across her soft, boneless neck, and pulled down the ribbon on her left shoulder, revealing most of a
black lace bra exuding an intoxicating fragrance before finally letting go.

The atmosphere in the bedroom suddenly became fiery and erotic. Understanding his meaning, Fan Xiaolan closed her beautiful eyes and put down her wine glass.
With an incredibly seductive posture, she climbed onto the bed. Her brows were burning with temptation.
After gazing affectionately at her high and mighty master, she leaned down with a face full of charm and a hint of mischief. She approached the erect penis, which was
more than a foot long and nearly 7 centimeters in diameter, and kissed it as if it were her own flesh and blood. Her
bright red lips intimately touched the hot shaft, while her wet and fragrant tongue entwined with the large glans as if it were bewitched,
as if it wanted to squeeze something out of it before it would stop.

To the actress, the powerful penis, tinged with the aroma of wine, was incredibly alluring, intoxicating and maddening.
This fueled her increasingly intense oral sex, and an unconscious, lewd
thought surfaced in her mind: "What would it taste like to have intoxicating red wine paired with my master's semen?"

Lost in her desire, Fan Xiaolan freed her hands and began rubbing and stimulating the throbbing,
veiny shaft.

Perhaps the actress's efforts paid off, or perhaps the sex demon had always been understanding of his slave girl's desires
; soon, his incredibly hot penis erupted, sending a substantial amount of hot semen into her thirsty
throat. But for Fan Xiaolan, whose body was burning with endless lust, this was still far from enough. With
a trace of milky white at the corner of her mouth, she knelt on the bed, expressing her desire with her alluring and mesmerizing eyes: "Master
, I beg you to fuck me hard, until I can't get out of bed!"

She was an actress, her acting skills were beyond doubt, and conveying messages with her eyes was no difficult task for her.

The sex demon's face began to become clearer; in a few seconds, he transformed into a handsome and
strong white young man, looking only in his early twenties, with an irresistible gentle smile on his face,
and eyes as clear as lake water, containing a charm that could bewitch a woman.

Like men, women can also judge by appearance. A handsome and strong young man naturally attracted
Fan Xiaolan , especially since he was her supreme master, possessing an unparalleled enormous penis. Thinking
of this, she felt the desire between her legs burning ever stronger; it must be very wet there.

After a moment of staring, the tall, slender actress was quickly flipped over and pinned to the bed by her sex fiend master. With a few swift movements
, he removed her bright red off-the-shoulder dress and threw it on the floor. Soon,
Fan Xiaolan , was lifted up by a pair of strong arms, her back against a powerful body. She felt
the strong male breath on her earlobe and
the pressure .

"I never imagined it would grow this big..."

She slowly reached back with her right hand, and when she touched the massive, veiny shaft, her breathing became
rapid. A flush of lust spread across her curvaceous and alluring body like a wildfire,
and the warm, honeyed fluid between her legs had already soaked her black lace panties, telling of her womb's burning desire.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at you on TV, are you as alluring and wanton as you?"

Suddenly, the sex fiend's smiling words rang out, seemingly possessing infinite magic that drew the attention of the actress in front of him.
The focus shifted to the television screen, and instantly, a pair of alluring eyes, burning with lust, were fixed on the
large On the television, she smiled at the audience, holding an award and delivering her acceptance speech, exuding
a mature, confident, and charming aura—a stark contrast to her current self in the presidential suite.
Many would never imagine that this internationally renowned actress was also a seductive sex slave, possessing an unusually wanton side,
yearning to be slept with by her master's strong penis.

"Master is right, I am a wanton slut, only your indestructible penis can satisfy me
..."

As she spoke, Fan Xiaolan increased the speed of her stroking, pleasing her sexual master behind her, her face filled with
incurable lust. Perhaps, only the most intense storm could satisfy her needs now.

The sex fiend was not idle; his hands, like venomous snakes, cunningly slipped inside her underwear, bypassing the fabric's constraints
to directly caress her sensitive points, creating waves of irresistible pleasure. These sensations instinctively flooded Fan Xiaolan
's mind, causing her to moan and gasp uncontrollably.

"Ah...ah...Master...harder, stronger...your technique is amazing...I
'm going crazy...ah..."

Fan Xiaolan writhed wildly like a stripper, in that instant feeling that her
body no longer belonged to her, but was being dominated by her master.

The sex fiend continued to knead the actress's nipples and genitals, his pace quickening and his methods becoming increasingly
unpredictable, giving her unimaginable pleasure. Soon, the black lace lingerie, soaked with breast milk and vaginal fluid
, was peeled off her sweat-drenched body and thrown to the ground. Fan Xiaolan, naked with her back to her
master, displayed her alluring body and then tasted her first climax of the night. She immediately threw her head back and
groaned, her uncontrolled sensitive points shooting out three streams of hot liquid. Breast milk and vaginal fluid fell to the ground in elegant arcs
, splashing the carpet.

"Mmm..."

With a gentle release from the sex demon, Fan Xiaolan groaned and fell from the bed onto the carpet,
panting . She didn't even have the strength to stand up, but the tide of lust hadn't subsided. While marveling at her master's incredible sexual skills
, she weakly rolled to her side, lying on her back on the floor, her eyes fixed on the towering penis,
pleading with pitiful eyes, "Master... Master... I want more..."

Seeing this, the sex demon smiled arrogantly, bent down, picked up the insatiable actress, and unleashed a new round of
fury. With his immense strength, he slammed the beauty against the wall,
frantically thrusting his thick penis against her cervix, pressing against the vaginal walls. Each strike hit
the deepest part of the beauty's soul, each pull seemed to rip out her soul.

As the vaginal fluids splattered everywhere, Fan Xiaolan clearly felt herself going crazy. Her hair was flying wildly, and
her mind was completely blank, filled only with the desire for sex. Driven by lust, she tightly hugged her master's
thick neck with both arms. The pleasure told her that she should use her long, shapely legs to clamp down on his waist tightly without the slightest slackening.
Only by doing so could she enjoy all the pleasure.

All night long, the presidential suite echoed with the sounds of a woman's moans and groans, and traces of sex were everywhere
. Fan Xiaolan couldn't remember how many times her sex fiend master had ejaculated on her. She only vaguely remembered that in the bathroom, she
had her mature, pert buttocks raised, and she was being wildly fucked by him in a doggy-style position on the floor. Finally
, she fainted amidst the endless climaxes. When she woke up, she found herself nestled in her master's arms, like a shy wife
facing her husband, looking adorable and demure. Her master was quietly admiring her, his gentle eyes carrying
an indescribable meaning, as if it meant something was about to happen.

"Xiaolan, do you know why I slept with you yesterday?"

the sex fiend gently lifted the slave's chin and asked tenderly.

The actress smiled mischievously, extended her right hand, and lightly tapped her master's nose with her middle finger, coaxing, "That's because
... I won Best Actress at the Cannes Film Festival... so Master decided to
give me a good beating with his indestructible giant cock, bestowing upon me boundless sex."

As she spoke, Fan Xiaolan leaned even closer to the sex demon's muscular body, raising her left leg from under the covers and rubbing her wanton
crotch against his left thigh, teasing him.

"That's not the whole reason. There's also the reason you signed a contract seven years ago today, becoming my sex slave
."

The sex demon stroked Fan Xiaolan's cheek, reminding her that yesterday was indeed a very memorable day.

"Seven years ago... if it weren't for your guidance, Master, I would never have achieved such great success, nor
would I have escaped that false happiness."

A faint sadness appeared on Fan Xiaolan's face—she was lost
in , although she wasn't yet a globally renowned international film star, she was still a well-regarded actress. However,
she retired from the entertainment industry to get married and have children, thus giving up her career.

Seven years ago was truly an "unfortunate" year for Fan Xiaolan's fans,

because their idol

, after announcing her retirement from the entertainment industry, married a wealthy man and lived the life of a rich wife. To outsiders
, this life was enviable, free from worries about food and clothing. But for Fan Xiaolan herself, this life, though
peaceful, was somewhat dull. However, for her husband's career, status, and reputation, she was willing to endure all
the rules of the wealthy family.

That morning, Fan Xiaolan woke up around 8 a.m. as usual. Although she was enjoying a leisurely and comfortable life,
she didn't want her appearance and figure to deteriorate due to her overindulgent lifestyle. After sitting up and stretching a few times,
the former film star picked up the couple's photo on the bedside table. She stared blankly at
the happy couple in the photo, lost in their sweet love. Her thoughts quickly drifted to her newlywed husband
, who had flown to Brussels for business negotiations the previous week. A strange loneliness welled up in her heart, and she couldn't help but sigh. It took her a while to put the photo
back.

"I wonder if Zhihao is overworked in Brussels..."

she thought. Fan Xiaolan gracefully and lightly removed her light yellow nightgown, revealing a curvaceous,
flawless body. Her breasts, while not exceptionally full, could be easily encircled by an ordinary man's hand.
Her breasts, though small, were beautifully shaped, with two cherries adorning the peaks that tilted slightly upwards. Her waist and abdomen were perfectly proportioned, and her
shapely, white buttocks were all alluring, giving her an irresistible allure.

As the newlywed wife entered the bathroom, the sound of hot water spraying filled the air. Her delicate hands, mixed with shower gel,
caressed her neck, breasts, and abdomen.
When they reached the triangle area with only sparse pubic hair remaining after passing over her full mons pubis, she stopped her movements. She recalled that this area had once been a
lush forest of mysterious petals, but it had been shaved clean at her new husband's request—he said that it would make lovemaking more exciting.

"Making love..."

Fan Xiaolan recalled the passionate encounter with her newlywed husband in the bathroom, and her heart trembled. Her left
hand, as if possessed, touched her labia. Feeling an electric-like pleasure, she began rhythmic
thrusting between her labia, the frequency increasing and the depth growing. As the saying goes, the more intense the act,
the stronger the desire. Driven by a surge of lust, her legs soon went weak and she sat
on the bathtub with a dazed look in her eyes. She leaned back against the wall, lost in endless carnal fantasies. She fantasized that it wasn't
her own fingers thrusting into her honeypot, but her husband's penis; she fantasized that it wasn't her own hands caressing her breasts, but her husband
's large hands; and more importantly, she fantasized that her husband was behind her, silently cultivating her unsatisfied
body.

"Ah... Zhihao... where are you..."

Mixed with lustful desire and longing for her husband, Fan Xiaolan reached
orgasm during masturbation. Her ripe, red vagina gushed forth, the gushing fluids mingling with the hot water and flowing down
the drain. After a while, she finally recovered from her exhaustion, washed herself, turned off the hot water, put on a
bathrobe , and went to the bedroom. There, she noticed a simply decorated letter on the bedside table,
next to the couple's photo.

"Huh, who wrote this letter? Signed 'Sex Demon'... It
's absurd that someone could send a letter like this... Oh well, maybe it's a prank by one of the servants."

Although Fan Xiaolan had these doubts, feeling a little bored with life, she picked up the letter
and began to read it.

The letter was well-written, elegant and refined. The writer expressed admiration for Fan Xiaolan's acting
skills, temperament, and of course, her appearance, and lamented her retirement from the film industry. Then, the tone shifted
, subtly lacing the advice with a hidden threat, demanding a reply from the recipient within the next week
, or else… the consequences would be their own.

"Boring…"

The newlywed wife frowned, crumpled the letter into a ball, threw it into the kitchen trash can, and
told the maid to empty the half-full bin. She didn't care about replying at all
. Two weeks later, on a sunny Wednesday, another day, her husband was away.
Her husband, Wang Zhihao, had actually returned home the previous Monday, but just two
days ago, he was sent to Los Angeles for a field investigation. In the words of her father-in-law, the chairman of the board,
young people should gain more experience abroad so they can shoulder the responsibility of managing the family business.

In the afternoon, Fan Xiaolan returned from shopping after killing time. She placed her bags of goods
on the dining table in the living room, stretched, and went upstairs to the couple's bedroom. After a long day of shopping, it was time to rest
.

"A package..."

Noticing a mysterious object on the bedroom desk, the newlywed wife went over, picked it up, and opened it. But quickly, shock, anger, and fear appeared
on her face . Her hands fell limply to her sides,
and photos of her masturbating in the bathroom slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor.

"How could I have been photographed like this? Could it be him..."

Fan Xiaolan immediately thought of the letter she had received two weeks ago.

Who was this guy who signed "Sex Demon"? Just then, the bedroom phone rang. The sudden ringing
startled the newlywed wife from her reverie, leaving her in a cold sweat. It took her a while to realize she needed to answer the phone.

"As I said in the letter—you'll bear the consequences…"

A magnetic, cold male voice rang out from the other end of the phone, carrying a terrifyingly oppressive aura that sent
chills down one's spine.

"'Sex Demon' Mr., how can you give me the negatives?"

Fan Xiaolan asked, forcing a calm demeanor, and she could only think of using the "signature"

to address him.

"The negatives—impossible. I'm planning to train you into my sex slave, but if you still love your
husband and don't want your masturbation photos to appear in gossip magazines, then please come to
room 2017 of the Liwan Hotel at nine o'clock."

After leaving behind these extremely threatening words, Sex Demon hung up the phone, clearly leaving no room for negotiation.

Fan Xiaolan could only numbly hang up the phone. In this helpless moment, she desperately wished her husband were by her
side to help her through this difficult time, but she was also terrified that he would find out she had been coerced.
She wondered what kind of pressure he would suffer if he knew she had been photographed masturbating nude, and whether he would still love her
—she didn't want to lose him. Driven by a thought that was perhaps selfish or selfless, the newlywed made
the decision to go to the hotel for the appointment. That evening, she told her maid that she was going to a friend's party and wouldn't be back until the next day .
With her excellent acting skills, she was able to deceive everyone.

The climax of shame: Liwan Hotel, Room 2017. A burly man in a suit

, his face blurred and his physique muscular, stood alone on the balcony, enjoying a glass of vodka. He possessed multiple faces and multiple avatars, but only one true name—"Sex Demon." He had no interest in worldly money and power, but was extremely enthusiastic about conquering powerful and alluring women. In other words, he was an anomaly, a being born purely for sex, and possessed endless life. "It's time," he muttered to himself, glancing at his watch. As the indicator pointed to nine o'clock, the door to Room 2017 opened automatically, pulled by an unknown force. Standing outside was a man wearing a top hat, sunglasses, a black lace shirt, and khaki knee-length...

A tall woman in a skirt and brown ankle boots, her slightly pale face filled with tension, unease, and fear
, stood before her. She was none other than Fan Xiaolan, who had come for their appointment.

The "Sex Demon" turned and walked towards her, placing his wine glass on the coffee table. He said in a deep voice, "Come in,
Madam Wang. You know you have no choice."

His tone carried an irresistible threat, reminding her that there was no room for negotiation
.

"Is he the Sex Demon? What's going on? I can't even see his features clearly. Is he not human?"

Fan Xiaolan removed her sunglasses and walked stiffly into room 2017. Then, the door behind her
closed and locked automatically, cutting off her escape route. The room instantly became eerily silent.

"What exactly do you want?"

Fan Xiaolan questioned the Sex Demon, her body trembling slightly. In fact, on the way to the hotel, she had already considered
various of his purposes, including that one.

"I like women who get straight to the point. Alright, then please, Madam Wang, remove all your clothes that are in the way in front of me
... Take your time."

With that, the sex demon sat down on a single sofa, a smile that was hard to decipher spreading across his indistinct face
, like a hunter watching his prey fall into a trap.

"What... well... okay."

Fan Xiaolan was taken aback at first, but quickly lowered her head with tears in her eyes, helplessly undressing. As her
smooth black lace blouse and khaki knee-length skirt fell to her feet, her half
-naked, curvaceous body, covered by bright red underwear, was exposed to the sex demon. The shame of being exposed in front of others caused her fair skin
to flush red. At that moment, the newlywed suddenly stopped what she was doing, one hand covering her
alluring cleavage, the other pressed against her full mons pubis, which was covered by her panties. She turned her head, tears streaming down her face, and begged for mercy: "No... please
let me go!"

"Continue..."

the sex demon's smile vanished, his voice cold and menacing, "Otherwise, I'll send your lewd photos to gossip magazines.
"

"No... no... I'll continue..."

Thinking of the cruel reality, Fan Xiaolan had to come to her senses and continue her sorrowful act of exposing her body
.

"Zhihao... I'm sorry... I'm not good enough for you..."

Although Fan Xiaolan felt immense guilt, she couldn't undo the fact that her underwear had fallen to the ground
. Now, all she had left were those nude boots that made her figure appear even taller and more alluring.

"Very good... Now masturbate in front of me, just like you did that day in the bathroom."

The sex fiend looked at the newlywed wife, her arms hanging limply and her body trembling slightly, and made a further demand.

"No!"

Finally, Fan Xiaolan could no longer endure the continued humiliation. She screamed hysterically, her eyes
filled with a terrifying murderous glint. This sudden outburst seemed to have completely changed her, but screaming as she was, couldn't
change her predetermined fate, and she would soon understand that.

"You will."

The sex fiend stood up, approached his prey, and suddenly freed his left hand, swiftly touching her
genitals. As he caressed her labia with devilish skill, he easily located the
sensitive clitoris, then used his middle finger to precisely strike this vital spot.

"Ah..."

Fan Xiaolan's legs immediately went weak, and she collapsed to the ground with a soft moan. While experiencing a wave
of deadly pleasure sweeping between her legs, she also felt a warm current flowing from her vagina. In
the space between her thighs, which she couldn't see, her ruby-red clitoris was already aroused and erect from the stimulation, and was moistened by the
induced lustful fluid, appearing exceptionally alluring.

"See? You're nothing but a hopeless slut. Your empty vagina needs
a man's penis to fill it all the time. Am I right?"

With that, the sex fiend squatted down, displaying his left finger with its glistening strands still attached
. Unable to face her shame, Fan Xiaolan could only lower her head in embarrassment, close her eyes, and
lower her humiliated body even further… lower still. Then, the sex fiend stood up, turned on the television, and played a
video of a woman masturbating.

Although Fan Xiaolan couldn't see the woman in the video, the joyful moans of pleasure, lost in carnal desire, were so familiar, as if they were her own. With the sex fiend's cold voice, her heart sank into an icy abyss
of despair . "Your seductive climax while masturbating in the bathroom is truly a sight to behold, but I'd rather watch it live. If you refuse my request, I'll help you with my fingers." "No...no...I'll do as you say..." Fan Xiaolan opened her eyes and pleaded hastily. Just moments ago, she had truly felt the terrifying skill of his hands. In just a few strokes, he had pushed her to the brink of climax, forcing her to release a small amount of pleasure. This...this was truly unbearable to face. He was a despicable coercer, yet now she had no choice but to perform masturbation in front of this coercer . Despite her thoughts, the fear of this sex fiend relentlessly drove her to place her fingers on her vulva . At this moment, the sex fiend sat on the edge of the bed with great interest, watching the live sex show unfolding on the floor with amusement. Fan Xiaolan, the former actress, was the performer in this live sex show. To please the coerced man in front of her and to suppress her unwillingness, she imagined him as her beloved husband and assumed a seductive posture lying on the floor with her legs wide open. Her hands skillfully and deftly teased her nipples and vagina, her fingers sometimes brushing against her nipples and sometimes penetrating her vagina, creating irresistible pleasure at her sensitive spots. She responded with moans that rose and fell with each sensation, a mixture of pleasure, shame, and helpless sorrow. "Oh my god... I'm about to climax... No... No... I can't do this in front of him... But if I don't climax... will he let me go... Ah... I'm going to come..." As the pleasure built up, Fan Xiaolan could feel the volcano of climax about to erupt at any moment. Although her mind was filled with many thoughts, in her turmoil, her fingers showed no sign of stopping. Instead, they moved faster and faster, like cars on a fast track . As a result, she was completely overwhelmed by the raging tide of desire in a daze. She may not have heard...

She heard her own moans, but her wanton state as she climaxed on the ground had been witnessed by others. It took her a while to regain her
senses and hear the sex demon's voice.

"Very good, now come and give me oral sex."

With seductive eyes and a spring-like gaze, Fan Xiaolan murmured as she rose to her feet, obeying his command. Amidst the mess between her legs,
she noticed that her captor had somehow removed his clothes, revealing an incredibly strong and muscular physique
, as perfect as a world-renowned male fighter, not the bulky, clumsy kind of bodybuilder. Then
, when she noticed the sex demon's genitals, she couldn't help but pause slightly, secretly
comparing them to her husband's and her previous boyfriends'. "Zhihao's isn't small, but compared to this
, it's nothing... What would it be like if it were fully erect?"

Thinking this, the newlywed wife walked over. Whether driven by desire, fear,
or a self-destructive act, with perfect acting skills, she knelt between the sex demon's legs, like a servant to an emperor.
As submissive as a king
, Fan Xiaolan felt the penis in her mouth grow stronger and stronger, and she also felt its irresistible
masculine charm, which was as intoxicating as an aphrodisiac that could kill a woman. She even had the urge to taste the semen
.

"Madam Wang, how does my penis compare to your husband's?"

The sex fiend asked silently, jolting Fan Xiaolan awake. In her anger and distress, she quickly spat out the glans
in her mouth and forced a calm reply: "Yours... is not as strong as his..."

Despite her words, the newlywed wife stared intently at the sex fiend's towering, veiny, and
terrifyingly long penis, nearly 30 centimeters in length and 6 centimeters in diameter, its shape resembling a cylindrical iron rod. Her mind
was filled with images of it plunging into her honeypot, churning inside. Lost in her reverie, a warm current unconsciously
flowed from her honeypot, running down her white thighs to her knees.

"Is that so? But why don't you try its power yourself before making a judgment, Madam?" With that, the sex fiend suddenly grabbed the unresponsive Fan Xiaolan, threw her onto the bed, and pounced on her

like a beast . "Let me go...let me go..." The beauty on the bed struggled violently, hitting the strong body of her captor, but her resistance was futile . In a short while, her hands were bound by two thick ropes from above, and her legs were also bound open by thick ropes, completely exposing her messy and secret area. Soon, a right hand with terrifying magic reached into the bright red area, stimulating her petal-like labia, her clitoris, and her tender vagina with incomprehensible movements, creating waves of shameful pleasure. These sensations converged into a torrent of desire, crashing against the dam of reason with increasing energy, hoping that this unnecessary restraint would collapse as soon as possible. As the saying goes, the body is honest, because it best reflects a person's desires. Fan Xiaolan's sobbing moans were gradually replaced by joyful groans, interspersed with forced "no, no," but her body, which had been twisting and turning, trying to dodge, now showed a willingness to respond to the sex demon's fingers. The pimp's lower body seemed increasingly reluctant to let the fingers leave her vagina. "Ah...ah...no...don't...ah..." As the sex demon's movements quickened, the newlywed wife's moans suddenly rose several decibels , her head tilted back even further, exposing her delicate neck even more gracefully. She felt her climax was coming, but... the climax didn't come; it just accumulated, but it made Fan Xiaolan even more uncomfortable, which was exactly what the sex demon wanted . His goal at this moment was to completely conquer the body before him, to make her climax whenever he wanted. "Well, Madam Wang, do you want an climax?" the sex demon asked gently. "You...what did you say...ah..." Before Fan Xiaolan could answer, she felt the sex demon's movements quicken, her desire reignited she groaned under the stimulation of pleasure, but she also understood the other party's strategy. After repeating this several times, the sex demon asked again, "Want it, or not?" "Want it...I want it...ah..." Fan Xiaolan finally couldn't bear this pleasurable torment and admitted her needs. She was quickly overwhelmed by orgasm in her collapse , her vaginal opening gushing out vaginal fluid like a showerhead, which soaked the sex demon's entire right hand. Her eyes were glazed over as she stared at the thick rope binding her hands, her soul seemed to have flown to the heavens . "Madam, it seems you haven't tasted my penis yet?" "No...don't torture me anymore...please hurry up and insert it...your penis is so much stronger than my husband's..." Fan Xiaolan came to her senses, pleading pitifully with the sex demon. But rather than yearning for the emptiness of an orgasm, she was more afraid of the provocation that brought her to the brink of climax. After uttering these words against her will, she quickly turned her head away, lamenting in her heart, "Zhihao, I'm sorry, I can't keep my chastity for you...ah, but his penis is so strong and powerful...ah!" The sex demon's towering cannon only penetrated the glans, yet it brought a terrifying pleasure, causing the newlywed wife to cry out loud. This was something even her husband couldn't do. As she felt the extraordinary magnificence of the intruder , her vagina secreted more lustful fluid, passionately moistening the intruder and urging her to press her body closer to the sex demon so that his penis could penetrate even deeper. "Has she been overwhelmed by the frenzy of sex, losing all reason?" Seeing this, the sex demon believed the time was right. He removed the ropes binding Fan Xiaolan's limbs. As he expected , the newlywed wife, now free, not only stopped resisting but also passionately embraced her captor's body, her eyes glazed with desire as she panted and pleaded, "Please...please harder...please deeper...um...ah..." Responding to Fan Xiaolan's pleas, the sex demon continued to thrust his penis in. With each inch, the newlywed wife's moans grew louder. When this colossal cannon breached her cervix and reached the top of her uterus, her moans reached their peak, echoing for a long time before subsiding. For the entire night, she was manipulated by the sex demon in various positions, experiencing multiple orgasms throughout.

Moans filled the air, and she finally succumbed to a series of climaxes, falling into a deep sleep. When she awoke, it was noon the next day, only to find
herself still lying in the arms of her coercer. Between her disheveled legs, the
enormous member that had violated her so many times was still tucked in, as if reluctant to leave.

"How was it, Madam Wang? Did you enjoy yourself yesterday?"

The sex fiend had long since woken up. Despite his vigorous battle, he was still full of energy. He threw back the covers, slowly
pushed away jade-like body in his arms, and came to the bedside, brazenly ogling Fan Xiaolan. Moreover, his enormous penis
showed no signs of softening and stood erect, displaying an undeniable fighting spirit.

"Shut up... But... how can you let me go?"

Recalling her wanton behavior in front of her coercer yesterday, Fan Xiaolan felt extremely indignant. However, realizing
her predicament, her tone softened—she had no leverage against her coercer.
So, she lowered her head and pulled the covers tighter around herself.

"Not only will I not let you go, but I'll also make you my sex slave. However... you'll eventually accept
this fate willingly."

With that, the sex fiend abruptly picked up his suit jacket from the floor, put it on, and then silently walked out of the room.
Just before closing the door, he gave his prey, who sat dumbfounded on the bed, a mysterious smile.

"Become a sex slave... no..."

The newlywed wife burst into tears on the bed. After a long while, she came to her senses, realizing she
should continue to pretend nothing was wrong and hide her humiliation from others. Soon after, the young woman
calmly left the hotel lobby without attracting any attention. Upon returning home, she entrusted a female
friend who worked as a private investigator to investigate the identity of the coercor. However, only a few days later, she received
a warning phone call from the sex fiend, and immediately swore on the phone that she would never dare to do anything rash.

"Mr. Sex Demon... I dare not... I swear I will never dare to investigate your secrets again..." "

If you behave, everything will be fine. In half a month, I will fuck you again, so that you will never want to leave me again
."

After issuing the ultimatum, the Sex Demon hung up the phone. Beneath him, a
woman of extraordinary temperament, naked and nearly 30 years old, was diligently sucking his huge glans. Her infatuated face was filled with a seductive
smile . She was the private investigator hired by Fan Xiaolan, now playing the role of a sex slave, betraying
her husband and doing all sorts of promiscuous things.

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