The lights were extinguished, and the room immediately plunged into silence and darkness. Only the half-moon over Xiyue Lake struggled to cast a thread of night light through the curtains. She covered her head with the quilt, thinking she would fall asleep quickly... but her thoughts, half-dreaming and half-awake, came pouring in. Of course, she could continue pretending, pretending that nothing had ever happened. But it had happened, everything was different now, wasn’t it? She gently hugged her petite body under her pajamas with her two small arms, squeezed her little breasts tightly, bent her knees, and clamped her long legs tightly as if trying to forever hide her private parts within the muscles of her thighs. This wonderful little body, does it still belong to her? This body that she once secretly pleasured herself with under the covers, that she peeked at in the mirror feeling it exceptionally alluring and cute, the body she could in the future offer as a treasure to her husband, does it really still belong to her? The door was locked. But if Li Tong gave Chuan Yue his room card, Ishikawa Yue would also have one, he could swipe it to come in, couldn’t he? If he came in looking for her after singing at night... apart from stifling her shame and pain, covering her small mouth, controlling her humiliation yet muffled cries, obediently allowing him to violate her again, using her tender young body for the night, what else could she do? Under his orders and threats, perhaps she would not only have to helplessly curl up, suffering his molestation; but she might have to proactively spread her legs, open her hands, offering all her hidden secrets for him to ravish inch by inch; maybe even take certain positions, initiate certain actions, just like that night; maybe she would have to call out "brother," call "master," even "daddy," using obscene titles, humble self-denomination, inconceivable humiliation and torture, to please this man. And what’s more pitiful is that this was no longer her greatest fear. She also struggled, using her little brain that didn’t understand much about these things to think repeatedly. Ishikawa Yue, compared to those wealthy scions who merely came to the base to chase her, was always different... He had done too many things on her, too much manipulation, too much effort. He spent so much effort to make her famous, secretly planning her packaging, was it merely to enhance the pleasure when raping her? The reason she sometimes fantasized that Ishikawa Yue was some distorted "love" towards her, was because no matter how she considered it, she felt what Chuan Yue did was too baffling. Excluding the part about raping her, it was simply like a selfless and powerful agent, using an almost incomprehensible standard to package her past, manage the present, and create the future. But those terrifying photos, that humiliating violation, and each time she recalled Ishikawa Yue on that night, instructing in her ear in a lascivious yet threatening tone, "Be obedient, absolutely obedient, you must comply, absolutely comply," she could vaguely guess something. This was a trade-off, she was compelled to participate. Her body was not merely for pleasing Chuan Yue, for his erotic entertainment. His meticulous efforts raised her "value," because as long as he wished, he could completely coerce her to be enjoyed and toyed with by others. Some affluent sons, some leaders, some dignitaries, some bosses... even those dirty workers or vulgar hooligans who sneaked into her dorm the other day... this body that she cherished dearly, that she once thought was the most precious and belonged only to herself, is now completely controlled by this "gentle and courteous" "kind gentleman" Director Shi, she would never have dominion again, only left to his pricing, his sale, his humiliation, his arbitrary use. Sometimes, she truly wished he simply wanted to ravage her body. Let him play, let him humiliate, once it’s happened, is there fear of it not happening again? Over and over, at least she could anesthetize herself in the man’s indulgence and demand for her body... She didn’t want to admit, but had to face it... Even humiliated to madness, painful to despair, the mental shame beyond measure, the physical pain of loss so real... yet the twisted sex still brought a distorted thrill and pleasure that at sixteen years old, she couldn’t discern if this was the inevitable suffering and joy all girls must experience. Official source is novel※fire.net She would rather it be so, rather Ishikawa Yue wanted to play with her, wanted to use her, wanted to enjoy her young body, if so, she had completely accepted the fate of being Ishikawa Yue’s little sex slave, little toy, little pet, because then, it was all just her and Ishikawa Yue’s little secret. Virginity was gone, chastity had been taken, purity had vanished, what else... was there to hold on to? He enjoyed playing with her, she could let him play, repeatedly play, play freely, ruthlessly play, tormentfully play... Wasn’t it just that few affairs, she might still taste the forbidden pleasure, even gain some things she wanted... including the sense of security ironically produced in the shadows.