Chapter 101 - 100. Shackles
Sarah regretted asking for more.
Not at first, when they did it again with her on top of Hajin, bouncing in his lap. This was another first experience that made her quite fascinated and deeply satisfied. It felt like an addictive exercise—Sarah could see it becoming one of her favorites.
But then, the puppy got excited from overindulgence and asked--pleaded--for another round, and Sarah...Sarah couldn’t deny those beautiful eyes which were still tinged with a little bit of red.
At the end of it, Sarah felt she needed a real exercise--one that got her panting and sweating in agony instead of pleasure. She almost wanted to kick the man off her when he kept on kissing her shoulder and fondling her breasts from behind if he didn’t promise her he wasn’t going to pounce on her again.
"Why are you keep touching them? They are not that impressive," Sarah rolled her eyes.
"But they are yours, Princess," the man hummed in a delightful tone against her shoulder, making her squirm from the ticklish sensation.
She wasn’t quite flat, but the kindest she could tell about them was that they were...modest. Which she quite liked since it wasn’t very hard to conceal them from prying eyes in this awful world. And thankfully, she wasn’t very sensitive there, although Hajin seemed to love playing with them.
How could he hold back after seeing her naked body before? Or when she was walking around braless beneath her loose shirt?
Sarah had no idea.
"That’s enough now!" Sarah hissed and slapped his hand away when she started to feel sore from all of the bitemarks her feral dog left on her skin.
She did say he could leave marks--she just didn’t think the man would turn into a literal dog.