*Slave Meetup* (4)
*Pak!*
*Pak!*
Two simultaneous slaps landed with a resounding crack on the glistening flesh of Rose and Leng Yan, both of them crouched naked on his left and right, assumed a submissive posture with their hands on all fours.
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Their eyes widened in shocked disbelief as they felt a searing heat spreading across their backs. How had things spiraled into this bizarre scenario?
At first, both had hesitated, unsure about these peculiar positions. But Zhang Wei seemed to possess some secret weapon, a power to compel women to surrender to his desires.
Now, they were left questioning if it was their own hidden desires bubbling to the surface under his skilled manipulation.