Gia POV

I can feel the car stop moving. But I swear I didn't know where we are right now. One thing is for sure, someone else was driving. Because he was stuck with me in the backseat, between my tights. I was panting so hard after my second orgasm.

I'm exhausted as hell.

When I wore this blindfold, my other senses activate immediately. I can't see, but I can hear clearly and my skin became sensitive, even a slight touch makes me shiver to the bone. Let alone when someone flicked your clitoris...

"Hmmph!!" I grabbed the head closed. My hip jumped a bit. He did know where is the exact spot. All he needs to do is to flick it.

"No.. not that-!" hips up again. I gritted my teeth tight. He did something even I never felt before. How can he stick his tongue inside my pussy? It's doable I know, but I never...

"I.. I'm... Cumming...." knots feel so tight in my stomach right now as I squirt my juicy juice outside. My body feels lighter. Yes, I'm panting and sweating. But it's the best feeling ever.

"Next game, jellybean..." That whisper makes my sexual desire shoot again.

I am ready for the second act.

***

"Sorn..." Tamara's voice trembles as she nearly stumbles in front of him. Sorn reacts quickly, grabbing her to steady her. He notices the signs of her intoxication and furrows his brow.

"You're drunk," Sorn observes, concerned.

"I... I don't know. The drinks here are too strong!" Tamara slurs her words, struggling to maintain her balance.

"You should stop now," Sorn advises, trying to guide her to a chair.

"I guess... Yeah. Where's Way, by the way?" Tamara asks, her words still slightly slurred.

"He's still in Paris, dealing with some paperwork," Sorn replies.

"No wonder he wasn't at the launch," Tamara mutters, settling into the chair and attempting to shake off her dizziness.

Suddenly, a cry for help echoes from upstairs. Both Sorn and Tamara look up, their attention drawn to the distressed voice.

"Stay here," Sorn instructs Tamara. He swiftly makes his way upstairs, where he encounters a woman standing outside a private room.

"What happened?" Sorn asks, his concern deepening.

"Someone has passed out inside that room," the woman explains urgently.

"Perhaps he's just drunk," Sorn suggests, trying to rationalize the situation.

"No, his head is bleeding," the woman informs him, her voice filled with worry. Sorn's brow furrows even more as he realizes the severity of the situation. He swiftly pushes open the door and enters the room, finding Jules lying motionless on the floor. A pool of blood has formed nearby.

"Call an ambulance! Hurry!" Sorn's voice carries a sense of urgency as he checks Jules for signs of life. As he stands up, his eyes catch sight of something sparkling on the sofa. Curiosity compels him to investigate, and he reaches out to retrieve the object, studying it closely.

"No..." Sorn mutters, his voice filled with disbelief and growing unease.

***

Gia POV

I grabbed the hand tight. Bite my lips, I don't how many times for tonight. Whenever I felt the sensation in my holy grail, I'll bite my lips so I won't scream.

I don't know where I am right now. All I know was that I am leaning closer to Mr. Unknown, my back against his chisel abs. His left hand was playing with my bosoms, pulling my nipple slowly. And his right hands, well...

"Spread," he locks his knees on mine and spreads my legs wider, giving his finger some access to my pussy. It's not that I don't, but maybe it's not wide enough for him.

"No.. not enough...?"

"Now it is..." he stuck his finger inside, deeper than before. I grab his hand, trying to stop him from going further. I feel my body almost tearing apart. But that sensation is unstoppable.

The words that came from me differ from my action now. My brain stopped functioning a while ago. I cupped my mouth whenever I want to scream louder.

"Scream..." he whispers in my ear.

"N... no..."

"Brat!" he pulls both my nipple and clitoris.

"Ah!!!"

"That's better, jellybean. You love it, don't you?" he too, now panting hard. I am shaking and turn my head to the side.

"Voice, jellybean..." and comes a hard slap on my pussy. I jump a bit but he manages to hold me tight. Tears rolled from my eyes.

"Y... Yes..."

"Yes?" another slap coming. I whine and sob hard.

"Properly," he commands me.

"Y..yes... Master..."

"You learn good, jellybean..."

Then I hear a click. My heart stops a bit.

"Let's give your reward then..."

Cold steel filled in me. I grab his wrist tight.

"Deeper..."

"Like this?" he shoves it deeper, knocking my G spot in an instant.

"Ah! Fu...fuck!"

"Good... Let's enjoy it a bit..."

***

"Are you sure?" Tamara's voice trembles as she questions Sorn's discovery. Sorn nods, his expression is grave. He extends his hand, revealing the earrings he found in the private room.

"We can't report this yet. It hasn't even been 24 hours," Sorn explains, a hint of frustration evident in his voice. He scans the surroundings, trying to gather his thoughts. Then his gaze falls upon Homme.

"Homme, can you take Tamara home?" Sorn asks, his voice laced with urgency.

"Where are you going?" Tamara inquires, concerns etched on her face.

"I need to go to Gia's place," Sorn replies, determination shining in his eyes.

"I'm worried too. Let's go," Tamara says, swiftly retrieving her purse from the table. She turns to Homme, her tone gentle yet insistent.

"You should come with us, Homme," she suggests, extending an invitation. A warm smile spreads across the boy's face, and he quickly joins them. Together, they set off, driven by worry and the need to uncover the truth.

***

Gia POV

My unholy moans mix with the nasty air inside the car. I can feel how filthy and desperate I am at the moment. He too, feels the sensual heat from our bodies that tangle in several explicit positions now.

"So tight... God, you're amazing..." he humps me deeply. His voice hitches a bit. I grab his back tight. I just wanna make him go deeper and deeper...

"I'm... yours, master..."

"Really...?" he thrusts faster. I moan louder and call his name all over again. Scratching his bareback. Sweats came from both of us. Tights clapping to each other. Sounds from both of us make the air nastier than hell.

"God... Ah... Fuck... Hmm...!" I can't stay still. Grabbing his thick butt this time. Both his hand hold the seat tight. He never slows down, even a second. He keeps his pace constant, ensuring he dips his penis to my pleasure.

Then, he held my legs up. I'm preparing for the incoming action. He pumps in so deep, I feel my womb almost burst.

"Master!!" I scream while taking the length.

He pumps faster. Not fast, but full of power and masculinity. Sweats dripped from my forehead all through my boobs and stomach.

"Tell me you're mine, jellybean..."

"I... I'm... You... Yours... Master..!"

Then he humps me deeply again. I'm moaning in a mess. I don't care where am I right now. I wanna tell the world how great it is to be fucked by him. It's just like my wet dream.

Better than that, I think!

"You want me to stop?"

"No! Please!"

"Please what...?"

"Don't... Stop..."

"You want me to fuck you?" I nod fast. He pushes my legs forward until I'm folded like a file. My knees are on my ears now. Then he ram inside and because my legs were both up, I can feel him fill me all in.

God, I was just torn apart!

"Words, jellybean..."

"Fuck... Me... Mas... Master!"

"You want this dick? Hmm?" he slaps my butt once. I yelp in pain, and pleasure as well.

"Yes! Yes!"

"Beg..." he rams inside deep. I can feel him take a deep breath. My head imagines what he looked like when he went deep inside that thick pussy of mine. He must be drenched so badly, with hooded eyes and muscular hands that held my legs tight.

"Fuck me...! Make.. me.. cum!"

"You wanna cum?" he asks again.

"Yes! Please!"

"Not yet, jellybean..."

He pulls me closer and tosses my body. Now I'm lying in the backseat. I hear a buckle sound rustling. And later, both my hands were tied against the door handle. And my legs were pushed apart, making my body spread into two.

"You will cum when I told you so..." he inserts himself again into my hole. Since my hands and legs got tied, I can't even move or clasp my mouth anymore. He begins thrusting deeper, sometimes even riding faster.

"I... Coming!" he begins to slow down. I was almost this close to cum when he stopped.

"Please! Let me..."

"Only if I said so..."

"You're mean!"

"Oh.. mean?" he takes out his dick. I bit my lips.

And suddenly he cups my cheek, making me whine in pain. He stick his dick into my mouth, making me gag a bit. When his dick hit my throat, I almost vomit and suffocate.

But I can't do anything.

"Lesson for a naughty brat like you!" he slams his dick inside. I almost choke to death. Then he let out himself. I was gasping for air.

"Now..." he chuckles a bit. Slowly slid inside me and fuck me slowly. Moving his hips in full sensation.

To be honest, I never feel anything like this. This is mind-blowing. The best sex I ever get! I don't care if he's a rapist or stalker. I just wanna give my all to him tonight. I want him. I need him.

So fucking much!

"Let's cum together..." he kisses me as he puts more pressure and is fully phased. I moan as I enjoy myself being a whore for tonight. He ran deeper and faster than before.

I wish the night will never end.