What savagery

8

I closed my eyes and pretended not to hear him.

With the sound of muddy water dripping down, Jeremy quickened his pace. I almost slipped out of his arms several times.

What a bastard...

With another violent shake, I was so scared that I instinctively squirmed in his arms.

The moment I put my arms around his neck, I saw the triumphant smile in his eyes.

I gritted my teeth, tightened my fingers around his neck, and scratched his skin with my nails.

Jeremy couldn't care less, but his voice turned husky. "Do you want to be spanked?"

I was very familiar with his sudden change of mood. It was a sign that something was about to happen.

I pursed my lips and quieted down completely.

As soon as I entered the room, I immediately broke free from his arms and went looking for the bathroom.

It was a shabby two-room house, and the bathroom was pitifully small, not to mention the poorly equipped toiletries.

It took me more than an hour to clean myself up.