I was taken aback and sheepishly protested with a coy voice, "Godfather~ With so many people around, can it wait till later?"
"When I tell you to strip, you strip."
Master Zhao's voice was low, yet it resonated with an unquestionable authority.
I felt like I was plunged into an ice-cold cellar, the big shots in this circle have grown tired of the usual play, and often have some peculiar fetishes or special predilections.
In the past, Master Zhao was wild and crazy in his ways, especially when he was irritated he loved to toy with people, but he never made me undress in front of so many people before.
After all, Master Zhao didn't have a cuckolding fetish, but now he was forcing me to take off my clothes, that sharp and scrutinizing gaze, I was so frightened that my legs turned to jelly.
My mind was in a whirl, had something slipped and given me away during the time in the private room that Master Zhao had recognized?