you don't want to be an erotic heroine anymore

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Pathological obsession (NPH, compulsion) (original name: "Blackened Pathological Collection") - I don't want to be a erotic heroine anymore (1)

It was already dark when you got home. You don’t know how many calls you missed from the men because your cell phone was turned off. The hall of the villa was brightly lit. You knew they must be angry. The
door was opened before the fingerprints were affixed to the lock. Qi Xiuya leaned on the table. On the side, the tall figure is a hot model nowadays, and he is also your brother in name only.
The words "Luoluo is finally willing to come back" are bitten hard, and the handsome eyebrows are curved, which is called "Luoluo" by countless artists. People who are muse are nothing more than demons in your eyes.
You put on a smile and threw yourself into the man's arms, rubbing your cheek against his broad and plump chest: "I'm sorry for making you worry."
Qi Xiuya finally felt better after you took the initiative to admit your mistake. It's a little better. The hand on your waist is getting tighter and tighter. His eyes are locked on the pink lips you pout when you look at him. He kissed you just this morning and now he's hungry again. He bends down
in the hall uncontrollably. Mo Xun couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't get used to the way Qi Xiuya, a sperm on his head, had it not been for his father Qi An. Qi Xiuya would never have been able to share the same fate with him.
Mo Xun stood up and said to him. The two people who were inseparable at the door walked over and pulled the woman who was soft into a puddle in Qi Xiuya's arms into his arms.
"Fuck, Mo Xun, are you sick?" Qi Xiuya is not a good-tempered person. Anyone who dares to offend him will end up miserable, not to mention that Qi Xiuya will turn into a complete lunatic as soon as it involves you.
"Compared with those crotch things in your mind, shouldn't you be more concerned about why Luoluo is so talented?" Come back late."
The focus is back on you again. Damn it, you forgot that Mo Xun is still there. Compared with people like Qi Xiuya, Mo Xun's status as a top psychologist is simply a genius. You can never fool him.
" My phone is out of battery, that’s why I didn’t receive your call.”
“I answered the wrong answer, Luo Luo. I asked you why you came back so late and what you were doing.”
“I told you that I went to play with Yaya.”
“Don’t lie. "Luoluo" his cheeks were suddenly pinched hard, and the man's handsome face instantly became horrified: "Tell me, what on earth did you do today?"
"I...I" You planned to use tears to make the man soften, but you forgot what was in front of you. This person is Mo Xun. The more you pretend to provoke his pity, the more you hide. As expected, the corners of Mo Xun's mouth became tighter. After you were silent for a long time, he suddenly tore your skirt open, regardless of your He struggled to insert his fingers into the tight hole
and carefully stirred and inspected every piece of soft flesh with an almost humiliating movement. After finding that there were no signs of use, Mo Xun's body relaxed slightly, but it was not enough. He used another one. His hand reached into your lips
and he opened his mouth. His slender fingers searched every place to make sure that no one was tasting it. Then he let go of your shackles.
You lost strength and fell to the ground. The cold tiles touched your skin, Mo Xun said. He slowly knelt down and pinched your chin: "I'll ask you one last time, what did you do?"
The way you held back tears made Qi Xiuya feel a little distressed, but he also knew that Mo Xun must have sensed something
. "... I'm going to see him." The softest voice was like the sharpest weapon in the world. The two men instantly became like enraged beasts. For a moment, there was the sound of things breaking everywhere. You hugged your body and squatted helplessly. On the ground
"Have I ever told you not to go see him again? Don't go again!" No! Why are you disobedient? "Luoluo" Mo Xun's beautiful eyes turned scarlet and terrifying. That person seemed to have a fatal hatred for him. The man who had always been a strategist collapsed instantly when he mentioned it.
Indeed, these men are cruel to him. After all, he is you. Your first love, the only person you ever loved was forced to death by these scum, but because of jealousy, they easily killed someone.
Mo Xun laughed: "Did you expect that I wouldn't dare to do anything to you? , Luoluo."
He suddenly took your hand and dragged him all the way down the stairs. After realizing the man's intention, you couldn't be strong anymore and cried out and begged: "I won't go see him again. I was wrong. I really know it. "Wrong."
But the man didn't listen at all. He just thought that his Luoluo was disobedient and must punish her. His Luoluo would not be disobedient.
Going down the stairs to the bottom was a huge wooden door. After hearing your movements, There was the sound of iron chains colliding from inside, accompanied by a terrifying low murmur. It was the most suffocating memory for you.
"Luoluo, he hasn't seen you for a long time. How pitiful he is. He can't even look at you." What Mo Xun likes most is the way you collapse and seek warmth from him. You are so obsessed with it, but it’s not enough. As long as Luoluo goes in, it won’t take long. Luoluo will definitely be crying and begging him to take her away tomorrow morning.
“I did it last time. When he went in, he was already blushing and his forehead was covered with sweat. Luoluo will definitely be fucked very well."
As he spoke, he opened the door. A huge bed and a pillar appeared in front of you. The pillar was covered with cloth. Full of chains, a tall man was locked up. His bronze skin had bulging veins, his naked waist and abdominal muscles were tight and explosive, and below that was a thick purple-red penis like an iron pillar. The moment the door opened, the man's cold eyes were tight. Locking onto you,
his emotions were obviously aroused, and the chain vibrated crazily with his struggle, as if it was about to break in the next second.
"No, no! I was wrong, Mo Xun, I was really wrong, please." You cried helplessly, as if a man could be soft-hearted, but Mo Xun just smiled and gently wiped the tears from the corners of your eyes,
"Tomorrow morning I'll pick you up." The next second you were pushed in, and the door behind you was quickly closed tightly. You didn't dare to look back and just slapped the door with all your strength.
Mo Xun pressed the switch on the side, and the chains on the man's body relaxed instantly. His movements are so agile and fast that he doesn't look like a human being, but more like a leopard that takes off its shackles and pounces on you fiercely, accurately trapping you under his body and gnawing and kissing you passionately: "Luoluo... Luoluo... Luoluo"
Wuji is What Qi An left behind before he left was born to punish you for making mistakes. Qi Ya specially injected him with an overdose of drugs. When he was in great pain, the only things that accompanied Wuya were the underwear with your breath and a photo of you.
When Qi Ya came to see him again a month later, his underwear had been damaged beyond recognition, and the small fabric was speckled with his semen. The smell was rich and strong. Every time you made a mistake, the men would put you in, Wuya will use his terrifying penis to fuck you almost to death, and then you will be obedient for a long time.
"No, no... no!"
(...)
Mo Xun and Qi Xiuya stayed up all night, every time for punishment. When they sent you to the basement, they were not at ease. Jealousy and anger were conflicting. When they thought of you being held down by others, they wanted to kill that man, but you were so disobedient that someone must be able to control you. After the wooden door of your means
is opened, the strong smell of intercourse wafts out. You are lying weakly in the arms of a man who can be called a beast. Your belly is bulging. You have a pitiful frown even in your sleep. You look like you are being fucked over and over. He looked cruel
. After hearing the voice, Wuji's eyes, which were sleeping lightly, opened instantly. When he discovered the visitor, his eyes became even more cruel. He tightened his embrace, completely hiding the little person in his arms,
"Her "Give it to me," Mo Xun said calmly, but all he got was Wuji's roar,
"Stop pretending that you can't talk, don't you talk a lot when you fuck her?" Mo Xun sneered and said, "Let's cooperate. Well, you know who made you like this. In fact, you can be just like us, right? Luoluo is afraid when she sees you. This is probably not what you want. I have a way to make you just like normal people." Wuji
was silent Mo Xun was not in a hurry. After all, he was confident. Sure enough, after a long time, the man's rough voice sounded: "What do you want me to do?"
Mo Xun laughed: "I want you to kill Qi An"
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The first thing you feel when you wake up is the coolness after the medicine has been applied to your lower body. The warm big bed gives you an illusion, as if yesterday’s tragic memory is all an illusion. Qi Xiuya is wearing dark clothes. The housecoat hugged you into his arms, holding a computer in his other hand to deal with work matters.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" Qi Xiuya soon noticed that you had woken up and put the computer casually. On the side, your handsome eyebrows and glasses look abstinent and charming, but you have no intention of admiring the beauty now. Your whole body hurts so much if you move even a little bit.
He noticed your condition, and pity flashed in his eyes: "I'll go get it and feed it to you, okay?" Okay." You nodded. The nutritious rice porridge was sweet and delicious. Qi Xiuya was happy to see that you loved eating and fed him a few more mouthfuls. You couldn't help but vomit.
He quickly supported you and patted your back. Looking at you, he suddenly spoke. : "Luoluo can't be pregnant?"
As soon as those two words came out, the two of you were stunned. Qi Xiuya then shook his head in the negative. How could it be possible after just checking a few days ago? You also fell silent. If you are pregnant, You might as well die for the children of these people.
Mo Xun suddenly walked in: "Luo Luo, it's Qi An's phone number." You then remembered that Qi An asked you to keep talking to him every day before he left. Last night...
you were not there. Taking the tablet, Qi An must have just finished exercising. He was topless, sweat dripping down his abdominal muscles and drowning in his loose trousers. No matter how much you hate him, you have to admit that Qi An has an outstanding figure.
"Luoluo, you missed me." "
"...Think about it"
"Then why don't you call me? Luoluo, I waited for you for a long time last night." Qi An's appearance is between mature and young. He seems to be coquettishly complaining to his lover, but only You know that Qi An is obviously very angry. Mo Xun should tell him what you did last night. This phone call is to accuse him.
"You have to make it up to me, Luo Luo. I really miss you. I miss you." When you close your eyes, it's like you're having an orgasm." The room suddenly fell into inexplicable silence, and Qi An's voice was extremely clear. "To make it up to me, masturbate Luoluo for me, just like before." He seemed to have no idea how erotic the words he said were. , with a gentle smile on your face,
you bit your lips reluctantly and clenched your palms tightly. You didn't dare to refuse. As long as it was what Qi An wanted to do, no one could refuse, but Mo Xun and Qi Xiu Ya was here and you couldn't open your mouth to let them leave.
"Are you shy, Luo Luo? You don't want Qi Xiuya and Mo Xun around, right?"
"It's okay, Luo Luo. They should have seen it countless times. You have never masturbated to them." See...really, you are too partial to Luoluo, you can't be like this, you have to treat everyone equally, right?"
"So now, spread your legs and show me." Qi An's face darkened completely.
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