Alexa listened vigilantly to the sound outside the door, and not long after, Terrence returned as expected.
"Stay where you are."
"What are you..."
"Hiss..."
Before Alexa could finish her words, something beyond her expectations happened.
Terrence cut Alexa's dress open.
Alexa felt cold on her back. Soon, there was a trace of numbness and Terrence seemed to be massaging her after applying some unguent on her back.
"Are you massaging me?" Alexa asked nervously, "Do you know how to do that?"
"Don't move!"
Terrence gave a warning and slapped her buttocks with his palm.
Alexa subconsciously let out a low cry, her little face instantly flushed red, and an unspeakable sense of shame instantly flooded her heart.
How could Terrence slap me on my... Alexa thought.
"What are you doing?"
