Chapter 4 Limits
Bai Zhi was carried out of the car by Lu Ye.

At first, as she tried to climb out, her body felt so sore and weak that she collapsed into Lu Ye behind her.

“You still want more?” Lu Ye hugged her from behind, lewdly grinding against her bare back. His body heat seeped into her where they made contact.

Bai Zhi bit her lip without answering him.

“Hurry up and put your clothes on.” Di Qing rushed them and extinguished his cigarette.

Both her bra and panties were shredded, and the buttons on her blouse were also torn off. Only her pants remained in one piece, cast away into the far corner of the car. With her hands still cuffed together, she had no way of dressing herself.

Lu Ye sucked on the tender skin of her neck, feeling her body tremor. He murmured, “Just stay like this. Those bits of rags… it’s basically the same as wearing nothing at all.”

“Ah!” Bai Zhi called out as Lu Ye picked her up. Her two hands thrashed through the air a few times only to circle around Lu Ye’s neck, unwittingly immobilizing herself. Her completely naked body was forcibly glued to Lu Ye’s powerful chest like a koala with their lower bodies adjoined. Lu Ye pinched her soft buttocks and gently spread them. He wrapped her legs around his waist, his upturned glans poised at her entrance. His shaft slipped through her fluids inward as if he could impale her at any moment, but then he would narrowly slip past the opening and withdraw agonizingly slowly. This made her secrete even more fluids.

“Nnng, nnnng……!” Bai Zhi couldn’t take it anymore and kept struggling. Her moans sounded both sated and pleading at once.

“…… Such wanton screams just make me want to finish you off,” Lu Ye groaned. One hand slid across her back, while the other held her hips in place. And like that, he started walking.

The scorching, hard object was not confined under any clothing. It bumped against her wet little hole with every step. The irregular rhythm of his gait made the stimulation all the more intense. Bai Zhi bit her lip hard, trying her best to suppress the surging pleasure. But in the end, she couldn’t help but let out a weak whine, her body melting into his arms.

“Lu Ye, don’t break her,” Di Qing reminded calmly.

“I… know my limits,” Lu Ye rasped, “In a few days though… if I don’t fuck her to death, then my name is not Lu Ye!”

The past few hours passed like a nightmare to Bai Zhi: she had lost contact with her only relative, was taken in a van by two strange men, stripped of her clothes, molested in turn, and held captive to a remote, unknown place.

She didn’t have the energy to observe her surroundings earlier when Lu Ye was playing with her. Now, she was placed onto a leather sofa in a simple but elegantly decorated space complete with marble flooring, reception chairs, a large office desk, and hanging wall paintings. You could see outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows: strong rays of sunlight beamed down on a barren field of wild grass while a dark forest loomed in the distance. The undeveloped and desolate landscape formed a sharp contrast to the modern interior.

What to do? Where is she now? When will her brother be able to find her?

Tears once again clouded her vision and she curled into the corner of the sofa. Because the room was originally air-conditioned, the chilly air assailed her bare back and exposed sex. She could feel her fluids leaking out from below and soaking into the sofa.

Lu Ye whistled, “Your juices are pouring out.”

Bai Zhi curled up even tighter and buried her head between her knees.

“What are you trying to accomplish in that position? Fill out this form, then go take a headshot and wait for Lu Ye to bring you your prison uniform.” Di Qing pushed up his glasses and handed her a document. Lu Ye turned and left the small room.

“I…… won’t fill it…” Bai Zhi held her ground in passive defiance. Her resistance didn’t last long however as she felt the sofa dip beside her and heard the sound of a bullet being loaded. The ice-cold muzzle of the gun pressed into the side of her breast, sinking into the plump, pillowy flesh.

“Fill it.” Di Qing’s frigid voice sounded next to her.

Bai Zhi shivered. She slowly raised her head and felt the muzzle pressing in steadily bit by bit. The barrel of the gun chafed against the underside of her breast, pushing it up. He slowly rubbed back and forth like this— full of eroticism and danger.

“Put it away,” her voice quivered slightly. She stiffly picked up the form and pen and started filling it out on her lap.

They still hadn’t given her any clothes to wear.

Di Qing’s eyes never left her body for a second. The cold barrel of the gun first drew a line down her supple abdomen and continued down to her nether woodlands. Bai Zhi felt cold sweat forming on her back. “You… Don’t do this. It might go off… Put it away…”

“Please……” She deplored.

“But my gun wants to fuck you.”

Di Qing leaned closer and Bai Zhi retreated from his domineering presence until her back hit the end of the sofa. He trapped her in the corner and bowed down to suckle her nipple. Bai Zhi threw her head back and trembled under his gentle sucking.

“Nnng… Let go…” She wanted to push him away, but her handcuffed hands could only weakly loop around his head.