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🕑 Added 2025-10-04 20:47:00 +0000 UTCChapter 7
“So shameless!” The moment Lu Yao noticed Redhead doing something so lewd right in front of her, a fresh surge of shame and anger washed through her. Yet since he hadn’t actually done anything directly to her, she couldn’t seize on it as grounds to tear up the agreement. She could only pretend not to see it, cursing him silently in her heart for being shameless.
What’s more, Lu Yao actually hoped that once he became aroused, he would cross the line and try something on her then she could tear up the agreement on the spot. She didn’t believe he’d dare to force her in a hospital. If he did lose control and act outrageously, she needed only to resist a little and then flee and the agreement would be void.
With that thought, Lu Yao simply feigned ignorance and kept wiping his legs with the damp towel, even lifting her hair and deliberately striking a slightly seductive posture. But how could Redhead not see through her? When he noticed the subtle change in her demeanor, a cold smile rose in his heart. He tugged his shaft out a bit further and, brazenly, began stroking himself right in front of her.
“Bastard… absolutely shameless!” Seeing him not restrain himself in the slightest, even brazenly stroking himself in her presence, Lu Yao seethed inside. On her face, though, no change she continued wiping his thighs methodically, even sneaking two shy glances at his moving shaft before quickly looking away again as if embarrassed.
“Lu the Beauty, what do you think is my cock big?” By now, Redhead had taken it completely out of his underwear. It was thick and hard in his grip, and even with his whole hand wrapped around it, a large portion still protruded, showing its considerable length. The head, especially, was as big as a ping-pong ball, looking even larger as he stroked.
“Shameless…” she muttered, feigning a bashful reprimand. To lure him into making a mistake, Lu Yao cast another quick glance at that thick, rigid length. The sight made her heart pound how could a man so lanky and thin have something so large?
“Lu the Beauty, you watching me jerk off it feels so good,” he said, lying there and staring at her flushed face. He stroked faster, angling the glistening head toward her, wagging his hard length in her direction. She was bent over wiping his thigh; his cock was now barely a dozen centimeters from her face. She could even smell the strong, musky stench rising from it.
“Ugh…” When making love with her husband, Lu Yao always had him shower first and she had never given him oral, at most using her hand for a while. Now, not only was she this close to Redhead’s genitals, she could smell that heavy, pungent odor. A wave of nausea threatened to overwhelm her.
“Y-you’re disgusting!” Every part of her wanted to chop off that filthy thing and throw it to the dogs. But to lure him into crossing a line, she forced herself to smother the revulsion and keep wiping his thighs, even letting her towel, whether intentionally or not, brush over his scrotum through the underwear.
Of course she did it to bait him; and he, fully aware of her ploy, only put on an even more exaggerated performance. He panted heavily as he stroked his thick shaft, speaking in a sticky voice, “Lu the Beauty, it feels so good! Let’s do it, just once. Look how big I am I’ll make you feel incredible.”
“No… I I won’t… won’t do that with you!” she said, lips pressed tight. She glanced up at him, then sneaked a look at the thick erection again. Though revulsion filled her, she pretended to be mesmerized, eyes fixed on it as she swallowed, then lowered her head shyly.
“Bastard… hurry up… hurry up and do something already…” She was desperate for him to be carried away by lust. But no matter how she tempted him even when she deliberately touched his scrotum through the fabric he did nothing more than keep stroking himself, never making a move on her. Shame and disgust mingled with growing frustration until tiny beads of sweat formed on her brow.
“Lu the Beauty, it’s amazing when it goes in! You probably haven’t been taken by something this big before. Let me slide into your tight little pussy it’ll be insanely good. I’ll make you squirt.” His voice dripped filth as he stroked, waving it around in front of her face. The purplish head even brushed against her silky hair.
“D-don’t… don’t say such filthy things…” His obscene words made her burn with shame and anger. But she stayed put on the edge of the bed, long after she had finished wiping his legs, pretending to keep at it, all in the hope that he would finally cross the line so she could be free.
“Lu the Beauty, you ever squirt while you’re coming? Climaxing and gushing at the same time so good, so intense. Want to try?” he taunted, continuing to stroke himself and run his mouth.
“No.” She forced the word out between clenched teeth, then tossed the towel back into the basin, furious. She finally understood: this bastard only had a filthy mouth and didn’t dare take real action. She gave up on trying to lure him further better to clean up and leave quickly, get far away from this disgusting man.
“Where are you going, Lu the Beauty? You’re not done yet,” he said, letting go of his shaft to grab her hand when she picked up the basin to leave. At the touch of his fingers, disgust surged again this was the same hand he’d been using on that filthy, stinking thing moments ago.
“Didn’t I clean everything? What’s left?” she snapped, frowning, trying to pull away. A part of her braced, wondering if this was the moment he’d finally try something, and she held back from yanking too violently.
“There’s the most important spot left,” he leered, tugging her closer as his eyes slid down toward his stiff length. “My cock hasn’t been washed for days. Help me clean it.”
“Y-you… dream on!” she burst out, instantly refusing. She tried to yank her hand free, but holding the basin threw off her balance, and she hadn’t realized how strong his grip was. Her motion sent some of the water sloshing out.
“Let go of me, you bastard!” she cried, cheeks blazing with shame and fury. “Let go or the agreement is void!”
“Fine. If you really don’t want to, I won’t force you. It’s not like I begged you,” he said with a cold smile, releasing her wrist and immediately going back to stroking himself again.
“You…” He was using it to threaten her again. Rage and humiliation surged up. She had just endured the shame of wiping his body and he still had the gall to extort her. If she didn’t fear he’d use all of this to harass her in the future, she would have thrown the whole basin of water in his face.
They stared each other down for a long, taut moment. Tears gathered, trembling in her eyes. At last, she clenched her teeth, set the basin down, and used her sleeve to wipe the wetness from the corner of her eye. She wrung out the towel, stepped to the bedside, and with a trembling hand wrapped in the cloth, reached out and took hold of his thick, rigid shaft.
“Ahh… so good… Lu the Beauty… your hand feels the best,” he groaned at once, pleasure rippling through his voice. Seeing she was about to pull away after a couple perfunctory wipes, he quickly added, “Take off my underwear, too. Wipe my balls.”
Faced with his shameless demand and with him holding leverage over her Lu Yao could only choke down the humiliation and strip his underwear down. She let go of the thick erection and used the towel to wipe his testicles several times.
“Ohhh… so good… so comfortable…” he panted, spreading his legs wider. Right before her eyes, he gripped his shaft again and stroked it up and down even faster.
“Shameless,” she muttered, her face burning, her cheeks scant centimeters from his straining length. Even after her wiping, that strong reek still clung to it. Holding her breath, she tried to finish as quickly as possible so she could get away.
“Fuck… can’t hold it… oh so good…” he growled suddenly, jerking his hips up with a sharp thrust. His fist tightened at the base, and a thick, pungent spurt of semen erupted from the slit, gushing out in heavy pulses.
“Ah !” She never expected him to climax without warning. Caught off guard, the first hot, powerful burst struck her flushed face, splashing across her lips and hair. With a gasp, she threw up a hand to shield herself only for the second spurt to splatter over her fingers.
Covered hands and face Lu Yao stumbled to her feet as more spilled from him. She didn’t care. Clamping a hand over her chin, she ran to the bathroom, scrubbing frantically at her face, her hands, and the strands of hair streaked with that filthy fluid.
