The future of prostitution


(This is the eighth in a series on the future of Sunray)

*”It’s four-fifteen.”

Emmy glanced at the expensive watch on her wrist. She hung her head low, gazing at her fingers fiddling under the desktop, her long hair, deflated to pink, falling to her knees. Her fingers were long and slender, her nails painted with the most popular color-changing cardamom. Her goose-yellow one-piece mini-skirt merely covered her panties of the same color, displaying her impressive legs in all their glory. Above the slim waist were modestly proportioned breasts. Aimi’s breasts weren’t large, but they weren’t small for her age of sixteen.

She felt a little cold, and even her nipples hardened and stood up in the cold, showing nothing under the thin fabric. Ami regretted a little bit why she had picked a thin bra without suspenders. She could only close her arms as tightly as she could, hoping to hide the protruding tips; but she forgot that the deep cleavage formed by the squeezing of the two globes of flesh could also make people’s blood boil.

Emmy peeked around uneasily once more; the coffee room in a fancy hotel on a weekday afternoon was absolutely claustrophobic, with only one or two customers around. Of course, who would have such leisure during these busy office hours.

Aimi took a deep breath, and her face, still with a little baby fat, was so tender that it could drip water. She wore a light makeup today, the light red rouge added a touch of smoldering color on the youthful and smooth skin, and the pink lipstick also added a few mature temptations to the full cherry lips. Under her thick eyebrows, her big innocent eyes were looking around apprehensively.

She didn’t dare to look ahead because she felt the middle-aged man sitting diagonally across from her kept staring at her, and that unbridled gaze made her feel very unnatural. It reminded her of those nasty perverted stares on the public railroad cars.

She lowered her head again, looked at the expensive watch on her wrist and muttered, “It’s already ten minutes late, it’s…!”

Her confidence was beginning to waver. Should she wait any longer? She looked at the expensive watch on her wrist again… “Hello! Amy, have you made up your mind?” Pearl said.

She is a classmate of Aimi and a roommate in the dormitory. The two of them, still in their school uniforms, were in front of the window of a jewelry store in the downtown area of the moonlit metropolis of “Joongonggung,” looking through the glass at the expensive diamond watches on display.

“That’s the one!” Pearl whispered in Emmy’s ear, “Marisa in the next class bought the exact same one the day before yesterday to steal your shot at the Christmas dance!”

Pearl pointed to a very expensive diamond watch.

Speaking of the Christmas Ball Aimee gasped. She had worked hard during last summer’s vacation and saved up money to buy a beautiful diamond necklace. She wanted to show it off at the Christmas ball, but Marisa from the neighboring class wore an even more expensive necklace of the same style. She immediately attracted the attention of the audience and stole the title of Queen of the Ball. That Christmas was the most unhappy one for Aimi!

Emmy and Pearl are both students at the Lunar Holiness High School for Girls. The Holy High School for Girls is a famous school on the Moon, but it’s not an aristocratic school, and the academic level is not high; and the tuition is very expensive. The school is known for producing “ladies”! The “future” of its students is usually very good! According to statistics, 70% of the graduates marry into wealthy families. So many poorer parents try to send their daughters to this school, rather than saving money on other things.

Aimee and Pearl are both boarders, and neither of their parents is rich. They were already struggling to support their tuition, room and board. Dressing up, buying jewelry, and other expenses were beyond their means.

But that Marisa was just too hateful! Aimi was recognized as the school’s top girl, but as soon as Marisa moved into the Holy Girls’ High School, she overshadowed her! Marisa wasn’t prettier than Aimi, but she had money!

Once it’s packaged up, Aimee naturally kind of eclipses it.

Pearl is Amy’s “best friend”, she is most unworthy of Marisa’s anger, so she often collects information for Amy. When Amy learned that Marissa was planning to kill her at the Christmas ball again, she was even more anxious. Because this is the last Christmas ball before graduation, many rich families will take this opportunity to choose their future daughter-in-law. Moreover, she couldn’t swallow this breath.

So, she turned to Pearl for help.

Pearl’s family is even worse off than Amy’s, but she always has money to spend. Aimi knows that she is secretly involved in the prostitution of young girls.

The so-called prostitution of young girls is actually an illegal trade on the communication network in the twenty-third century. Many men are willing to pay a high price to find their lost youth through the bodies of young girls. Through a secret communication channel, ignorant girls who are willing to sell their bodies can exchange their flesh for money. Of course, the host of the channel will take a percentage as commission. Participation is voluntary, and the girls can request to see the general identity of the prostitute-seeker and his appearance beforehand. If they don’t like it, they can also refuse the transaction.

The girls involved in prostitution must be young and beautiful, so the price is never cheap. Usually, only very rich men could afford to spend money.

Looking at the watch in the window, Aimi made up her mind. She asked Pearl, “Isn’t it true that if you do it just once, you’ll have enough money to buy this watch?”

Pearl’s big eyes rolled around and she frowned, “This watch is too expensive, it might not be enough to do it just once.

Unless…”

“Unless what?” Emmy pressed anxiously.

Pearl’s bright eyes flashed up with a catching gleam as she pressed her lips close to Aimi’s pink cheeks and said sultrily, “Unless you’re still a virgin!” Jade hand on the love of the United States full of elasticity of the buttocks to beat a little.

Emmy immediately turned red with shame and nodded slightly.

Seeing her shy pardon, Pearl laughed and said, “Forget it! You do not joke?”

Aimi stomped her foot and snapped, “I’m not lying to you! I haven’t tried… yet!” Her voice trailed off, and she had to put her ear to her lips to hear her clearly.

Instead, Pearl became serious: “Aimi, are you serious?”

Emmy bit her bottom lip with her cute large incisors and nodded her head with immense determination.

Next, Pearl arranged the transaction for Aimi. She specially selected an old, thin man for Amy, who seemed to be sixty-nine or seventy years old. Pearl said that most of the older men were “weak”, and in her experience, if she gave them a blowjob first, most of them would not be able to make a comeback. If she is lucky, she may not have to lose her virginity to get over it.

However, the most important thing is that this man can afford to pay! He specified virgins, though! (And they have to be real virgins, not “reconstructed” fakes!) But he was willing to pay five times the normal price! The deposit alone is enough to buy the watch. And he didn’t have to stay with him all night, just from after dinner until midnight. That was just what Amy wanted.

Amy thought back to last night. Pearl had gotten her a set of virtual video CDs, a very explicit “porno”. Pearl said she wanted to give her a refresher course, and in the real virtual world, Ai-mei was exposed to a man’s organ for the first time. Her parents had planned to marry her into a wealthy family, so they were extremely strict with her, and she grew up in an all-girls boarding school; Aimi had very little contact with men. When she first saw the large rod with its head spitting and swallowing for the first time, the shock was unspeakable.

She and Pearl ended up watching a virtual movie while masturbating each other in bed. It was their first time, and Aimi still blushes a little when she thinks back on it now.

“It’s five o’clock.”

Emmy looked at the expensive watch on her wrist again, she was getting a little impatient. Suddenly someone took a seat across from her, so that when she looked up, she saw a large bouquet of flowers.

That’s a golden satellite rose! It was the most expensive variety! Emmy thought its pungent fragrance was actually a bit cheesy; but she was glad anyway─that the flower was the most expensive.

“Are you Aimi?” Only then did Aimi notice the face behind the large bouquet of flowers. It was an unfamiliar male face. It was a weathered face, the years had clearly etched a merciless mark on the beautiful face, but it was still evident that this man must have been very good looking when he was young!

“Aimee?”

“Oh! I’m sorry.” Aimi came back to her senses and said shyly, “You… you look younger than in the picture.”

Indeed, the man’s appearance was younger than in the photograph, appearing to be only in his fifties. The wrinkles on his face were like the magnetic tracks on an old record, a deep record of most of his life. Aimee had never thought about what she would look like when she grew old. Old age was, after all, too far away for a youthful young woman of only sixteen.

“Haha!” The man smiled cheerfully, you could see that his teeth were not very straight and some of them had been lost: “Little sister, thank you for the compliment. I am seventy-two years old.” His voice is still very young.

(Note: In the twenty-third century, because of good nutrition and advanced medicine, tooth decay has been completely eliminated. Therefore, very few people have uneven teeth.)

“So?” The old man’s laughter suddenly stilled, frowning in concentration, he said, “Little sister, have you already made up your mind?”

He crossed his arms over his chest, the tendons on the backs of his hands thick and pronounced.

“You’ve met me in the flesh, and I’m giving you one last chance to back out and cancel this deal.”

He still kept his smile, but it was very stiff: “Of course, you’ll have to return the deposit to me. But you can take the flowers home.”

Aimee wondered which was more important, money or virginity.

“I…” She looked down at the watch on her hand, remembering Pearl’s advice. She bit her lower lip with her slightly larger incisors: “I only have to stay with you until twelve o’clock tonight, don’t I?”

The man narrowed his eyes and nodded: “Yes!”

Aimi asked again, “As long as it’s twelve o’clock, I can leave right away, no matter what the circumstances?”

(Of course she wouldn’t say, “Even if you still can’t take my virginity, I can still leave?”) ) The smile on the man’s face widened: “Yes! As soon as the clock reaches twelve midnight, you can leave.” He took out an old solid gold wabi-sabi watch from his jacket, and opened the cover with a bang. It was a very old wabi-sabi watch, and Aimi saw that there was only one needle on the face, stopping at the twelve o’clock position.

With the man’s assurance, Aimi was relieved. She immediately put on a smile that could have melted the snow and ice, “I have no more questions. Sir!”

“Charlie!” The man said, “My friends usually call me ‘Charlie’!” He reached out and stroked the back of Emmy’s hand, and Emmy naturally wanted to shrink; but just for a moment, she immediately resisted, not shrinking away from him, and letting him hold her softly.

“You’re beautiful!” Charlie complimented, running his hand slowly over the back of Emmy’s hand. The rough skin was unnatural to Emmy; and the contact of the opposite sex was too foreign to her.

Slowly Aimee actually born last night to watch “porn” feeling of passion. The gentle friction on the back of the hand, actually seems to be able to rub out the sparks of lust. In her mind, Pearl’s advice suddenly appeared: “Don’t get emotional! Stall as long as possible!” Aimee’s heart was shaken, and she quickly drew back her hand.

“You…!” Charlie was stunned, and there was already anger in his tone.

Aimee immediately sat down next to him, pressed her body tightly against his body, whispering: “Don’t be annoyed! Brother Charlie! It’s only the first time…” With big, watery eyes, she seemed to be telling him how ashamed she was.

Charlie couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Let’s go up to the room then!”

Amy said, “No need to rush, I haven’t eaten dinner yet. Now I’m hungry!” She said as if she was pampering her father.

“Good thing too! Let’s eat first and then come back.”

Emmy ate slowly, really slowly! She almost even cut up each grain of rice and ate it half and half. By the time she finished her dessert, it was ten o’clock at night. Charlie was patient enough not to rush her, he just teetered his legs comfortably next to his chair and sipped slowly with his glass of wine. He leisurely admired the beautiful eating style of this lovely beauty. There was no meaning of anxiety at all.

The beautiful face was hanging low, only the long eyelashes could be seen in a blink. The small nose was very cute; the cherry lips with light lip gloss slowly swallowed the ice-cream on the silver spoon. Her cherry-colored tongue gently licked away the ice-cream stuck at the corner of her mouth. Her cheeks were flushed with light rouge, was she shy or was she embarrassed even for her own beauty?

She finally put down the silver spoon in her hand, it was over!

“Finished eating?” Charlie smiled. Mature eyes like insight into the world.

Emmy nodded helplessly.

Charlie suddenly reached out to her, and Emmy involuntarily tried to back away.

“Mmm…” Charlie’s fingers wiggled and his hand was already in front of Aimi’s pink face; Aimi didn’t dare to shrink any further and closed her eyes at a loss for words.

Aimi felt the napkin wipe on the corner of her mouth, she opened her eyes to see Charlie smiling gently : “How careless, not wiping it off even after eating.” Like a kind elder!

Aimi’s heart was pounding! She hid in the bathroom taking big deep breaths. Checking her wristwatch, it was already eleven fifteen.

After the coffee, she had no more excuses not to go up to her room. As soon as she entered the room, she immediately scurried into the bathroom and said she wanted to take a shower. She stayed in the bathroom for half an hour and couldn’t stay there any longer.

Wrapping her body tightly in a large towel, she took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door.

“Finished your shower?” Charlie didn’t seem at all annoyed, sitting upright on the bed, still fully clothed. Even Emmy was puzzled.

“Eh!” Emmy nodded, droplets of water dripping from her wet pink hair onto the carpet, melting into rounds and rounds of watermarks.

Charlie slowly removed his coat: “Good! I like it clean.” He waved to Emmy: “Come sit down!” He patted the side of the bed beside him.

Emmy gulped and took one step forward. She felt her tiny heart booming like crazy, about to jump out of her mouth.

Charlie pulled the approaching girl to his feet and gently took the trembling body into his arms. He gazed into Emmy’s fearful eyes and stared into the depths of her soul. Aimi immediately closed her eyes, avoiding the flames of his teasing gaze. Her moist cherry lips were sucked tightly. She couldn’t help but struggle slightly, barely resisting the swallowing head that was about to invade her mouth. There was a searing heat on her thighs; it was Charlie’s hand! Emmy shrieked as her mouth was immediately filled with the man’s tongue, entwined with her virgin tongue. Her mouth also felt the man’s saliva, filled with a strange flavor, as if it were a little bitter.

The raging sensation spread from the tip of the intertwined tongues and set off monstrous waves in the heart  of the young girl. It was like losing feeling in all her limbs, only waves of pleasure remained. By the time she regained consciousness again, the large towel on her body had come loose and fallen to the floor. All that remained of the crystalline female body was the tiny panties that merely covered the pubic mound.

The old and frozen hands browsed wantonly over the youthful and voluptuous body; the skillful strokes aroused the lust of the young girl in love. Aimi closed her eyes, enjoying the gentle caresses she was experiencing for the first time.

“Ouch!” What was pressed against her pink back was… that man’s dick. Aimi was shocked and immediately remembered Pearl’s plan.

She climbed to her feet at once, feigning an involuntary glance at the watch on her wrist.

It’s eleven thirty!

She gently pushed Charlie’s touch away and slowly squatted down in front of the bed at his quizzical look. A small, trembling hand stroked raw between Charlie’s legs, and even though it was through his pants, she still felt the heat and hardness of the huge rod. The youngest part of Charlie’s body seemed to be none other than his dick.

Slowly, Emmy pulled the zipper down, and with infinite hesitation, she slipped her small hand into her taut panties and took hold of the hot dragon.

“So big! So hard! So hot!” Aimi closed her eyes and the shape of the rod in her hand appeared in her mind. It seemed to be even bigger than the male lead in last night’s “porno”!

Emmy pulled her prick out slowly. Ahh! The hideous dragon immediately reared its head and spat its tongue in front of her eyes. A strange odor immediately rushed into Aimi’s nostrils. It was really big! Aimi couldn’t even hold it in one hand. The mushroom-shaped tip was opening its tiny mouth and spitting out some clear liquid, and Aimi felt a wave of nausea.

Emmy glanced again at her wrist watch; it was eleven thirty-five.

“Just make it fire!” Pearl’s admonition was still ringing in her ears.

Aimi sucked in a breath and summoned up the courage to run the tip of her tongue over the tip of the huge rod. The man’s body shook violently. The fiery rod swelled even larger, and Aimi had to use both hands to get a firm grip.

“It’s horrible! There’s no way we can let this monster break into Self Hair’s body!” Aimi thought to herself. She opened her mouth wide and took the entire mushroom into her mouth.

“Oh!” Charlie let out a contented cry.

The burning glans was about to split Emmy’s tiny mouth, and she fought back tears as she kept sweeping her tongue over the tiny hole at the tip of the fiery rod. At the same time, she slowly worked the huge rod in her mouth. This was what Pearl had taught her. Pearl said: “Use the mouth for him to suck out the first time, must suck hard, even the man in the seminal vesicle all the stock sucked out! An older man can’t recover in a short period of time. Maybe he won’t be able to get hard again for the whole night!”

Aimi licked very hard. Her open mouth was getting numb, and her tongue was exhausted. Moreover, her mouth was filled with bitter bodily fluids, and her nose was filled with a strong male body odor that made her want to vomit. Aimi continued to suck and endure the harassment of the old man’s hands on her body.

“Come on… come on… cum!”

The man was panting heavily, his whole body shaking violently. Ten fingers were gripping Aimi’s plump breasts so tightly that it hurt her. Coming! The fiery rod in his mouth underwent a series of convulsions, and the man pushed it hard against the young girl’s throat, desperately trying to hold back, wanting to enjoy the extreme sensation of ascending to heaven for one more moment.

“Can’t stop!” Emmy’s mind raced, and she hastened to suck harder.

“Y…!” The man was so nervous that he almost pulled Aimi’s hair out as well. The huge dragon in his crotch throbbed furiously for a while. All Aimi could feel was a sudden surge of the hot glans , a shower of fiery lava rushing down her delicate throat, burning her to the point of fainting. The thick pulp instantly filled the entire mouth, Aimi wanted to spit, but her mouth was still stuffed with the huge rod, she could only swallow all the pungent pulp.

The fiery eruption lasted for several minutes, and tears of aggravation and delight flowed from the corners of Emmy’s eyes. She remembered sucking hard until the huge dragon in her mouth had cooled and subsided; and the old man’s hands gripping her head had loosened so that she could spit out the phallus, which had shrunk to a worm-like shape.

The man was still resting on his head, reminiscing about the orgasm he had just had.

Aimi slowly raised her head, the blush on her face had not yet dissipated; the tears on the corners of her eyes flowed down to the corners of her mouth, mixing with the residual semen, but it didn’t harm her angelic innocence at all. She looked at her wristwatch: eleven fifty-five! She slowly stood up and picked up her clothes, which were lying beside the bed.

“Finished…!” Aimi was happy. Even though she had to swallow that old, ugly man’s horrible monster and that heart’s semen, in the end, she was able to keep her precious virginity! The pearl was a real treat! I’ll have to thank her properly!

“What are you doing?” The man asked coldly.

Aimi was stunned and said, “Isn’t it over?”

The wrinkles on Charlie’s face didn’t budge, and he said coldly, “It’s not twelve yet!”

Emmy looked at the clock, eleven fifty-seven. “Only three more minutes bar none!”

Charlie, who had always behaved in a gentle manner, suddenly jumped up, roughly grabbed Emmy’s arm, and snapped, “It’s not twelve yet!”

“It hurts!” Aimi broke free and cried out, “Yes, it does! It’s okay! I’ll leave in three minutes!” But her mouth was muttering in defiance.

Charlie pulled the Wabi-sabi watch out of his pocket, opened the cover with a click, and placed it on the nightstand. He began to remove his clothes, and said: “There are still three minutes, let’s start!”

Aimi hated her teeth, thinking: “Good! Let’s see what this old man can do in three minutes?”

So walk over to the bed and sit down.

Charlie removed his shirt, revealing his naked upper body, and Emmy was immediately startled. On the thin, bony, dry body was a long scar that ran from Charlie’s right shoulder, down to his crotch, just over the pubic mound, like it split him diagonally in half.

Charlie saw Amy’s surprised gaze, shrugged his shoulders and said: “It was in the battle of Jupiter.” He pointed his finger to his shoulder: “The enemy’s laser blade, split from here, all the way down, split my chest cavity, my sternum all broke in two, even the intestines are leaking out.” Aimi felt a wave of nausea and covered her mouth to vomit.

Charlie’s finger traced down the scar: “Luckily, I was able to split his head in time, and his laser blade got stuck on my pelvis.” His hand stopped: “Otherwise, I’d be a goner!”

The phallus at the end of the scar had, at some point, raised its head again.

Emmy almost fainted in shock as she took a quick look at the clock on the wall, eleven fifty-seven!

“It can’t be!” She hastily checked her wristwatch; it was still eleven fifty-seven!

“There’s still time!” Charlie had grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the bed.

Aimi struggled, “Help!” She called out for help! But Charlie, who looked old and thin, was far more powerful than she thought. With just one hand, he held both of Amy’s wrists tightly above her head; with the other, he grabbed the last of Amy’s shielding and ripped her panties to shreds.

Aimi’s teardrops shot out like raindrops, and the sudden coldness in her lower body made her realize with a shock that her precious body was already completely naked.

Charlie rubbed greedily at the delicate breasts, and Emmy squirmed and tried to dodge, but it didn’t help at all.

The barely-closed thighs were finally parted, and a hot, huge thing was already stirring on the tender, flat belly.

“Please! Let me go!” Aimi cried and begged for mercy: “I don’t want any more money! I’ll give you everything back, please don’t..! Ai!” With the pain in her lower body, she knew that the dragon was already at her doorstep, and that one more stroke and her pure body would be tainted forever.

Charlie kissed her white neck: “I’ve been looking for a girl who is as beautiful as she is, as vain as she is, and as cunning and greedy as she is. Today I finally found her!” He yelled and pushed in hard: “I want revenge!”

“Y…!” Aimi let out a heartbreaking cry. It was as if her lower body had been torn open on both sides, and she had no other sensation other than the pain that made her want to die. The fiery rod, which was thicker than her wrist just now, had broken into her pure flesh and smashed the door of her virginity. The blood of losing her virginity and the tears of losing her virginity splashed out at the same time, leaving an indelible mark on the snow-white high-class sheets.

The rod of fire in the love of the virgin flesh hole mercilessly ravaged, ignoring the weak girl’s painful cry. The tender white neck, plump breasts, and smooth snowy skin were covered with the old man’s saliva and teeth marks. Can’t imagine that the first night of the dream, will be reduced to like in the butcher’s bed to be carefully slaughtered. Aimee’s mind is blank, the sharp pain in the crotch like numbness.

The plump carcass was tossed around like a pile of lifeless meat as the rapist slammed into her. She fainted.

Emmy’s senses only returned again when Charlie fired. The hot phallic sperm seared on the bleeding wound, scalded Emmy out of her mind. That sin-filled stuff had filled her body! She was no longer pure! Aimi sobbed in infinite mourning.

She strained to push the collapsed old man away, her whole body in intense pain. The original pure and flawless virgin flower lips were no longer intact, and the tightly pressed valley was not as tightly closed as it was originally! Still slightly open a small hole, mixed with the broken melon blood and leaked into the light red penis essence, is from the hole in the gurgling backflow out.

The fuzzy fangled grass, too, had been glued together with thick plasma.

Emmy mourned and cried, all for nothing! In the end it was still lost!

“How does it feel to be a woman?” Charlie stroked her shoulder tenderly.

Aimi shook off his hand in disgust : “I’m leaving!”

Charlie wrapped his arms around her slender waist and licked the beads of her ears, “Why don’t we do it again? We still have time.”

Aimi was shocked and hurriedly looked at the clock: it was eleven fifty-seven!

No way! She immediately checked her wristwatch and it was also eleven fifty-seven!

“How?” What shocked her even more was when she saw that the huge dragon in Charlie’s crotch had come back to life.

“Help!” Aimi immediately got up and tried to rush to the door of the room. “No way! Can’t let this ugly prick enter my body again!” She tried to twist the door handle as hard as she could, but Charlie had already grabbed it.

He pressed Aimi hard against the door of the room, grabbing her thighs with both hands and easily lifting her whole body.

The big prick, hard as iron, was already buried between the two flower lips. He didn’t push in right away, just rotating it repeatedly.

Aimi’s body was in the air, completely unmoored, Charlie’s hand relaxed a little, and the rod on the lips of the flower immediately burst in, tearing the newly recovered walls of flesh apart again. Aimi screamed in pain.

Charlie licked his tongue inside Amy’s earhole: “You’re really beautiful, as beautiful as my wife… you know! When she agreed to marry me, I thought I was the happiest man in the world.”

“I still remember the night of my wedding, when I proudly tore her hymen…” He let go of his hands, and Aimi’s body fell down; the huge rod was immediately nailed into Aimi’s body.

Charlie ignored Emmy’s screams and just kept lifting Emmy’s body and then letting go. With the hard thrusts, coupled with Emmy’s weight; each thrust pounded hard into the depths of her womb. “Only just after our honeymoon, she signed up for the army on my behalf, and became a forward death squad for the Battle of Jupiter. I had my heart set on protecting the human race on Earth; I didn’t realize that I would be seriously wounded in the first battle.”

Lascivious water ran down both of their legs to the floor as Aimi moaned helplessly. She had given up fighting back, the pain was slowly getting used to her anyway. “I thought I was dead, and she thought I was dead. So I made my final confession to my dying husband on my deathbed. Turns out she didn’t love me at all! She married me only because she coveted my family fortune; and she sent me to die in battle because she wanted the reputation of a martyr’s widow. Imagine the attraction of a rich, young, beautiful widow. And… she’s not even a virgin!”

Charlie pressed Emmy to the carpet and kept thrusting hard: “She lost her virginity when she was selling sex. She cheated me so hard! Rage tore me back from hell! I didn’t die! But… she died…” Charlie’s voice was choked with emotion, and his thrusts became gentler. It was then that Aimi could catch her breath.

“It’s ironic, she sent me to war with her own hands and I couldn’t die; while she stayed on Earth herself and lost her life in a counterattack by the Jupiter army instead.” A shudder ran through his body, and once again he exploded deep within Aimi’s body.

The two men collapsed in front of the door of the room, lying on the carpet stained with filth. Charlie was still muttering, “I’m not angry! I’m going to get my revenge!” He got up, gently picked up Emmy and laid her down on the bed as if she were not tired at all.

Aimi, however, had no energy at all and had to let him spread her thighs again. “I’m going to find a virgin just as beautiful, just as greedy, just as cunning, just as shameless as she is, and teach her a good lesson.”

Between Emmy’s legs, she felt that nightmare hot rod again, but this time it was no longer a muddy patch of flower path that was under heavy pressure, but the bud behind it!

An endless feeling of fear rose in Aimi’s heart! “Don’t-!” The voice was interrupted, however, by the rod of fire forced hard into her rectum. “I bought from a Martian smuggler the elixir that would make me golden, and the sixty bells of time stored in a gold watch!”

The huge rod was pounded to the bottom, and it exploded all the miserable cries that Aimi had forced in the bottom of her throat. The pain was so intense that she grabbed all her fingers with all her strength and tipped over all the objects on the bedside table. She saw the open Wabi-sabi meter, the hand only traveled one-sixtieth of the way.

“I’ve tried more than a dozen virgins, and you’re the only one who compares to her beauty…”, “her greed”, “her cunning”, “her impudence “With each word, he gave a hard pounding.

“Three minutes in this room is equal to sixty hours outside!” Charlie’s horrible laughter stirred in Emmy’s head. She was on the verge of passing out from the pain, and just wanted to die right away.

“Don’t worry! Once it’s twelve o’clock, I’ll let you go! Haha…”

Emmy finally fainted, and before she closed her eyes feebly, she saw the prestigious wristwatch on her wrist; it was eleven fifty-seven.

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