Chapter 11 – Not a Chance 3
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Chapter 11 – Not a Chance 3
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I unconsciously stepped backward when I saw John.
I locked the door, and this is my new apartment. I was supposed to be safe here. This man shouldn’t be standing before me. Betrayal fell upon my whole body as John cornered me inside my own house.
Fear crept inside my heart as he extended his arms into my reach. My phone, the old model that I am keeping for any emergency, is sitting prettily in his white hand.
“What do you want, John? Just f*****g tell me whatever you want!”
I lost my cool as a deluding smile registered on his face.
“I can still forgive you, Ada. Come back home with me and I will forget everything. All you have to do is to be the same obedient pup that will smile at me whenever I ask you to do it.”
This man is hopeless. He had long lost the ability to think straight and was only living in his own delusions. I can’t even feel sorry for him and his mother now.
He is too dangerous to be left out in public like this.
“Okay. I’m sorry for reporting you to the police. I’ll just pick up some clothes before we return home.”
However, John failed to realize that I could play this game as well. I’m not that stupid to fight with him in an enclosed space. I would never have a chance of winning and it would be too disadvantageous for me if John decided to render me emotionless.
One step at a time. I need to earn his trust before I plan my escape.
“Good girl. Now, come here, Ada. I need to know if you are being sincere or what.”
I know that it won’t be easy, but I never thought that it would be this hard. Why can’t he just play the stupid role for once?
“What do you want me to do?”
“Strip and go down all fours.”
The plastered smile on my face almost faded away when I heard John’s command. Things escalated so quickly for me to grasp the severity of our situation.
I wanted to ask John if he was joking or not, but the expression he was showing made me think otherwise. This jerk is serious from head to toe. I can’t see myself getting out of this place unscathed if I were to defy his orders.
At the same time, I can’t see myself following his words and obediently removing my clothes.
“John, should we just do it when we get back home?”
“Strip and go down all fours.”
His eyes, now almost a straight line, intensely looked at me. It was easy to see that things wouldn’t end up nicely should I choose not to follow his words.
And so, I slowly removed my shirt in front of John. There is quite a distance between us, but this smart-ass is nearer to the door, blocking my only way out.
I tried to sneak a peek at the rest of my apartment, yet my attention was caught once more when John sent a chilling sensation my way.
My hands trembled when I finally removed my shirt and pants. Plain white undergarments could be seen adorning my skinny body. I don’t know if I should be thankful that I was able to wear matching underwear despite the situation.
“John… I think this is more than enough.”
“Strip it all and go down all fours.”
Hic.
A hiccup escaped my lips when those cold words entered my ears. John was no longer smiling, yet a bulge appeared in his pants. I can’t understand how it is getting hard on a body like mine.
“Kyah!”
It was a maiden-like shriek. A sound that I never made my entire life was given life by my mouth. It was so since John hastily grabbed my upper undergarment, splitting its strap into two.
Before I knew it, my upper body had been robbed of all the garments that it was wearing.
Helpless like a pup, I immediately raised my hand to cover my pitiful breasts, but John’s arms were faster. He was quick to grab my limbs and pinned them to my sides.
A gaze telling me that I’m not allowed to cover my pathetic mounds followed afterward.
And as John pulled down the remaining cover that I had, a sickening idea visited my mind. I held his hands and gave him a kiss on the lips. It was a quick peck that cannot be considered a true kiss.
My body did not await his confirmation since I went down on my knees as I pulled his pants down. This is not the all-fours that he wanted, yet there is no way that John will get mad at me for taking the initiative.
A single chance – that is all I need to run away from this man. This time, I’ll make sure that he will no longer see even a bit of my shadow.
Tsk
I was unable to voice my disappointment when I saw John’s lower half. I was seriously hoping to see a pea-sized thing under his pants, yet what is standing grandiosely in front of my face is a competitive stallion at its peak.
“Eh?” I voiced out an almost questionable remark when I saw the rest of his lower half.
“What’s wrong?”
It was clean. So clean that I could almost say that it was spotless. Probably even cleaner than mine. John had not a single hair down there. Did he recently shave?
“N-Nothing.”
Asking him about his fallen pubic hair is not the problem. I’m still in my right mind and asking him about my discovery and worthless concern will do me no good.
Those abandoned hairs had been flushed down the toilet and could never go back to the surface of the Earth.
I was trying to wash that thought away from my head when I felt John’s hand on my hair. He was so gentle that I almost mistook it for a lover’s touch.
“Don’t get distracted. I’m letting you continue, so do it until the end.”
“Y-yes.”
A command was bestowed on me by this all-high-and-mighty p*****t, and I could feel nothing but utter disgust at the way he looked at me. There was no doubt in his eyes as he enjoyed the sensation of my touch.
What a sicko!
And after his impatience grew, I finally find myself sucking the hell out of this man. I felt even more outraged as he relentlessly shoved his thing inside my mouth.
It was suffocating and sickening. A sticky liquid was blown inside my throat with a pungent taste.
I almost threw up if not for the way John clutched my hair. He is holding it so tightly to make sure that I won’t be able to escape from his grasp.
Anyone who could see us would be able to say that I was under John’s fingers, which is exactly what I wanted.
Letting him enjoy every drop of it. Making him succumb to the pleasure. And when he is at the next peak of his desire – it will be then the best time to tear it all.
“Argh!”
Not even a minute and our figures became a bloody mess. John is on the floor while holding his bloodstained phallus, screaming at the top of his lungs.
I was unable to sever it, but this is more than enough. I immediately grabbed my blanket to at least cover my body before I escape. Getting dressed is a luxury that I can’t afford right now.
A little smile was drawn on my lips as I ran nearer and nearer to the door. This time I’ll be sure to outwit this man. I don’t have to run far; all I need to do is to reach my neighbor and ask for help.
It was just as easy as…
The door. The knob is not moving. What the hell is happening here? There is no way that John was able to break it.
“Where are you going, Ada? We are not done yet. I am not a big fan of getting hurt, so be a good girl and stay still…”
John, now fully naked, is standing where I left him. Pain was still visible in his eyes as he tried to ignore his bleeding lower half. I could applaud his endurance if not for our current situation.
“… Let’s now try the other way around, Ada. You stand while I bite you off.”
My future looks bleak as I step backward, away from John.
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