Midnight.

Room 13 of the inn. The room looked extravagant compared to the comparatively rusty exterior of the inn.

There was a comfy large bed, a set of sofas and tea table, a large closet to keep in apparels and some other furnitures. The floor was carpeted and the brightly painted walls had some not-bad paintings hanging from them.

Adrian was lying on the bed with his eyes closed while Rosalyn was sitting on a crouch. Both of them had finished dinner and had nightgowns on; it was time for sleep. Well, for other people.

Both of them knew that this night was going to be sleepless.

“Come here.” He beckoned with his eyes still closed.

Rosalyn sat still- neither replying, nor moving. Her eyes were down, fixed on the carpeted ground.

“Tsk. Wasn’t mother instructions clear?” He opened his eyes and turned towards her.

The term ‘mother’ prompted her to face him as well.

“If I tell you to die.” He said, his carefree voice belying his statement. “You die.”

“Tsk.” She stood up. “But I won’t ever forgive you.” She approached the bed and lied right beside him.

Adrian smiled and rolled over, getting on top of her. Both of his knees enveloped her smooth legs that sneaked out of the nightie.

He took both of her hands and positioned them over her head before pressing them down on the bed with his left hand, imprisoning her. She looked away, but did not resist. She was already ravaged by the beast before him countless times before. After all, it was her duty as his ‘guardian’.

Contrary to his left, his right hand caressed her face with utmost care, tinging her smooth cheeks red. But she remained silent, with her face still turned away.

He took his hand to her waist and untied the cincture, loosening the robe. He did not even need to do anything; her smooth skin was enough for the silky robe to slide down, completely revealing her bountiful firm breasts, crystalline abdomen, and clean shaved crotch. Her pink bottom lips were already glittering from the juices it released.

“Oh my. Your pussy wants to be pounded.” He put mocking smile on his face.

More blood rushed to her cheek. Her mind was trying to play cool, but her body was in heat.

He gave her crotch a light slap.

“Ah.” A soft moan came out, reddening her face further.

He smiled as he guided his hand upwards, through her smooth stomach, finally to her ample mounds.

He teased her left erected nipple, before giving the whole breast a tight knead.

“Mmmmh…” She bit her lips to muffle the moan.

His mouth approached her other tit before enveloping it within.

“Mmmh…” “Aaaah…” She could not suppress it any longer. Her whole body squirmed from waves of pleasure she was getting from his mouth and hand. She subconsciously, faced up.

Adrian gave her nipple one final but extremely sensual lick before letting go of it. He took his mouth away; her face came into his view.

She was panting with her mouth wide open. Her eyes were muddled, as if she were drunk; while her cheeks were cherry red.

He did not waste anytime and penetrated her unguarded mouth with his tongue.

She widened her eyes, but soon- they closed. She let her own tongue join the fray.

“Mmmmh”

*Click. Click. Click.*

Both of her thighs clenched together as her whole body lightly squirmed. The wild tongues were battling it out in their joint mouths, making clicking sounds.

After a whole minute of kissing, they finally broke the kiss. He moved his mouth away while she opened her eyes. They looked even more intoxicated than before.

“No… no matter what you do…” She spoke between her pants, as if she was really drunk. “I won’t… I won’t forgive you!” She looked away again.

“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.” He shook his head. “Oh my lovely sis, I won’t even ask for your forgiveness.” He gripped her chin with his thumb and two other fingers and made her face him.

He looked right into her eyes and smiled. “But you will forgive me; you are bound to.”

She gulped, swallowing all of her own saliva and that of Adrian. She was genuinely. She had know him since he was just a ten year old child. She could also be considered a second mother, someone who raised him up. He called her ‘sis’ not just for show.

And she knew more than anyone that when the young man before him says that he will do something, he DOES it.

What was that monster up to now?

He let go of her wrists, freeing her hands and surprising her. He sat upright, both of his knees still locked her in place.

“She should be here by now.” He muttered, but every one of the words reached her ears- causing her to frown.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face, an evil one at that- scaring the soul out of her.

*Knock. Knock.*

The knocks on the wooden door raged like thunder in her ears. The smile on his face got wider.

She subconsciously covered her breasts with the gown and aggressively shook her head. “Nooo!” She whispered out a shout.

“Come in.” He said.

*Creak*

The door opened.

A busty middle aged woman came in. It was the receptionist, and also the innkeeper of the inn. She had a tied bundle of rope in her hands,

She looked at the scene and quickly closed the door behind.

“Oh my, did I come at the wrong time?” She asked with her bewitching voice.

“Definitely not.” He shook his head. “If anything, you came at the perfect time.”

She gave the young woman lying on the bed another look. Rosalyn looked away.

She gasped. “Your ‘friend’ here is beautiful. Why do you want to do something so cruel to her?” She shook her head.

“Oh, me and my ‘friend’ here just betted on something.” He looked towards Rosalyn and smiled.

“Let’s see who wins. Shall we?”